Meng Fusheng turned off his mobile phone the moment Xiao An came in and turned off the lights.

Although her original intention was to let Bai Tianqing secretly contact her at night, she didn't plan to let Bai Tianqing taste too much sweetness so soon. She needs to make the other person aware of the hardship of her situation through this half-truth, which is more effective than saying a cry for help herself.

Xiao An really came in on time at 11 o'clock to turn off the lights for Meng Fusheng, but unlike before, Meng Fusheng stopped Xiao An and asked her to prepare a supper for herself, and Xiao An quit after getting off.

"Except for staring at me like an eagle, in fact, Xiao An is still very good elsewhere." Meng Fusheng lay on the bed, silently waiting in the dark for Xiao An to prepare supper for her.

In fact, for her, Xiao An does not disgust her. Xiao An is a maid hired by his father when he first bought the current villa, and it has been more than ten years.

Before that, Meng Wei was going through the lowest period of his business career, the company collapsed, the capital chain was broken, and the debt collectors hired thugs to surround Fusheng's mother and daughter, driving them from their homes to the street in the middle of the night, and smashing their homes. Meng Fusheng still remembers how helpless and embarrassed he was when he was barefoot, carried by his mother, who was only wearing pajamas and a pair of slippers, running wildly in the community in the middle of the night, knocking on the door of Li Jianguo's house.

However, at that moment when their mother and daughter needed Meng Wei the most, they couldn't find Meng Wei. The thugs hired by the creditor didn't believe that Meng Wei would leave Meng Fusheng's mother and daughter to hide like this, and firmly believed that they must know where Meng Wei was hiding. Meng Fusheng didn't dare to imagine what the group of thugs who looked at their mother and daughter with obscene eyes would have done if it weren't for Li Jianguo's family, and it was also that night that she was completely disappointed in her father.

But unlike Meng Fusheng, her mother Eddie is full of confidence in her husband, and she firmly believes that Meng Wei will definitely make a comeback. This girl, who laughed a little silly, seemed to always have unreasonable confidence in Meng Wei. Whether it was the resolute holding Xiao Fusheng and Meng Wei to S City, or in the most difficult period of Meng Wei's entrepreneurship, he accompanied him to take care of the children in the shed where he lived on the construction site.

Since the reform and opening up, the entire S city has expanded at an astonishing rate with the strong support of the state, and countless people who dream of getting rich overnight have poured into this city full of opportunities in the hope of becoming the next successful person, and Meng Wei is also a member of this huge gold rush. They work hard day and night, hard but full of expectations waiting for those fleeting opportunities.

Although life was very difficult when he first came to S City, Eddie's face was always full of happy smiles, and at that time their living environment was very poor, not to mention the air conditioning in the shed, and it was very luxurious to connect an unstable power line. The summer in S City is so hot that even the cicadas are singing and revealing an unbearable anxiety. Her favorite thing is to sit under the shady tree with the floating sheng in her arms after dinner, watching the sun set little by little, and the sea breeze stirring the cool air to bring a rare coolness.

Only at this time did Meng Fusheng's reddened little face, which had been simmered by the heat wave, slowly fade away from the redness, revealing fair and immature skin. Eddie is not tall, only 1.5 meters, but his body proportions are very well-proportioned. When she sat in the shade of a tree in a simple pleated skirt and holding a porcelain doll-like floating sheng, it was like a fresh and bright oil painting, and people passing by couldn't help but stop and look at the mother and daughter, as if they could feel a cool breeze blowing on their faces, and forgot about the annoying heat for a while.

The young Meng Fusheng lay on his mother's soft and plump chest, listening to his mother tell all kinds of magical and wonderful folk tales in a clear and melodious voice like a lark, while waiting for Meng Wei on the construction site to get off work and eat.

When Meng Wei appeared under the dim street lamp at the end of the road with his tools, Eddie would put down the floating sheng and go to the food prepared in the pot. Although the food was very poor at that time, and the table was full of green dishes, the unexpected Meng Fusheng missed the food at that time. At that time, Meng Wei would stretch out his big black hand to pick her up, and Fusheng, who was stuck with stubble as hard as a steel needle on his chin, called his mother with a bitter face.

After the family of three finished eating, they would sit in the shade of a tree and watch the stars, and Eddie would always be able to accurately identify the constellations from the stars in the sky, and then tell Fu Sheng about the distribution of the twenty-eight constellations and some Kanyu doctrines that she could not understand. At this time, my father took out the iced watermelon from the public pool next to the shed and carefully cut it into slices. Eddie has no special preferences, only a great preference for melons and fruits, even in the most difficult times, Meng Wei will not forget to bring his wife a melon, half a cantaloupe, or a watermelon that becomes very cheap in the summer. Then carefully cut it for his wife, and watched Eddie eat it with a happy face.

This habit did not change until Meng Wei bought a villa and became a neighbor of the local Li Jianguo.

But as life got better and better, the smile on Eddie's face became less and less. Meng Fusheng, who has entered puberty, is already a beautiful and sensual girl, and the delicate emotions unique to that age make her keenly aware of her mother's smile, which is becoming more and more helpless and reluctant. When her mother touched her long soft hair and said good night to her before going to bed at night, the unconcealed anxiety and loneliness flowed out of Eddie's inky eyes and was deeply imprinted in Fusheng's heart.

There are fewer and fewer times when the family of three eats dinner together, and more often it is just Eddie avoiding his daughter's gaze in the living room in a daze. She kept comforting herself in her heart and cheering herself up, but the anxiety in her heart did not decrease in the slightest, and she longed for the days when she lived in the shack, poor but happy. Instead of sitting in the palatial living room with decoration like now, a person savored the fear and loneliness, struggling to support this increasingly alienated home.

As Meng Fusheng grew up, she became more and more estranged from her father Meng Wei, and I don't know when the word "father" became like a non-special word in her heart. Maybe it's because I can't see my father when I wake up every morning, maybe it's because I can't see my father every time I come back at night, maybe it's because I can't see my father when I go around during the art show, maybe it's because I have nowhere to talk when I'm bullied. Meng Fusheng himself could not remember when his relationship with his father became what it is now, and the conversation between them was nothing but futile protest and arbitrary orders.

The only proof that makes Meng Fusheng feel that she has a home is the mother who will always be by her side. As soon as she pushed open the door and saw her mother smiling and taking the schoolbag in her hand, she felt an indescribable sense of stability in her heart. Just like Eddie has never wavered in his trust in Meng Wei no matter how hard it is, in Meng Fusheng's eyes, her mother Eddie is the most important pillar in her life, when she hugs her mother tightly and buries her head tightly in her mother's chest, she will give birth to infinite confidence and courage. It was her mother who gave her the confidence and courage to believe in others and love others, and also gave her the warm affection that does not lose to any family. Meng Fusheng firmly believes that as long as he is with his mother, it is the greatest happiness.

However, not long after her mother knocked on Li Jianguo's door in the middle of the night with her on her back, Fu Sheng found that her mother had left her and her father quietly in the morning, leaving her with only an apologetic letter...

Soon after Eddie left, Meng Wei turned a profit and became a top businessman in S City, buying the current villa. Meng Fusheng also became the daughter of the Meng family in other people's mouths, Xiao An stepped into the Meng house and became the maid of the Meng family, and Meng Wei also continued to marry Sun Guoer, who was nearly 20 years younger than him. Everyone congratulated Meng Wei on his young and promising life, and the students envied Meng Fusheng's fine clothes and food and transcendent status. It seems that everything has changed for the better, everything is like a beautiful fairy tale ushered in a happy ending, and the only discordant note is the short-sightedness of Eddie who travels a hundred miles and half ninety, and everyone naturally skipped this discordant vignette.

But for Meng Fusheng, this note is the whole of her life, and her mother's departure not only left her with indelible pain, but also took away all her love and trust in the world that summer. Meng Fusheng, who loved the world because he loved his mother, died completely on that day...

"Miss, have you slept?" Xiao An asked through the door, his voice in just the right place. Not only can your voice be transmitted to the house through the thick door panel, but also let the sound that reaches the house be so small that it will not disturb the people who have fallen asleep at all.

"Not yet, come in." Meng Fusheng woke up from his memories and knew that Xiao An had sent supper, so he beckoned Xiao An in.

"I stewed you a little seafood porridge." Xiao An pushed the dining cart and stopped beside Meng Fusheng's bed, stretched out his hand, turned on the bedside lamp, and asked in a low voice, "Do you need me to set up a table for you?" ”

"No, I'll get up and eat." Meng Fusheng lifted the quilt and got out of bed, reached out and took the porridge bowl, and found that Xiao An only filled half a bowl for her, and couldn't help but feel a little unhappy.

"Eating before bed is not digestible, so if you don't feel enough, you might as well eat a little fruit." Xiao An found that Meng Fusheng looked displeased and pulled another plate from the dining car, which contained two slices of carefully cut cantaloupe.

Meng Fusheng looked at the melon slices and suddenly felt a sense of melancholy welling up in his heart, and he was in no mood to eat supper.

"Well, where to put it." Meng Fusheng said lightly

"Okay miss, I'll come over in half an hour to collect the dishes." Xiao An responded, pushed the dining cart and retreated silently.

Meng Fusheng held the bone china dishes, walked to the window with a pair of delicate jade feet and stepped on the dense carpet, and gently lifted the corner of the curtain and got in. Thick and heavy fabric curtains divide the balcony into a small independent space, and Meng Fusheng stands on the balcony with porridge in his hand and looks up at the starry sky, but he can't see anything.

The starlight that filled the night sky back then has long been nowhere to be seen, and S City at night is a real city that never sleeps. Countless colorful and brilliant lights are intertwined, and the city of S is reflected like a bright pearl embedded in the earth, and the scattered light makes it possible to feel the prosperity of this modern metropolis even in satellite orbit.

Under the bright night sky, Meng Fusheng raised his head, his gaze swept from the chaotic western sky, and he whispered in his mouth

"Kui, Lou, stomach, Pleiades, Bi..."

Soon she couldn't read anymore, and everywhere she looked at the severe light pollution was an uncomfortable yellow light, and she didn't know if the starry sky she had just seen was the West or not. The area she was staring at was the same bright constellation that her mother had pointed to and taught her one by one. That pure starry sky is the same as my mother, who once said to herself that the stars have hung there for thousands of billions of years, stable and eternal, as long as you recognize the stars, you will find your way home.

But if the stars are really stable and eternal, why are they no longer visible and impossible to find in just a dozen years? It's like she can't find her "home" anymore and her mother who is waiting for her to return at home.

Meng Fusheng gulped down the seafood porridge, bitter and salty tears dripping silently across his cheeks and falling on the carpet...