He always shows up at the right time.

"What are you doing?" Mu Liang's text messages kept coming.

I calmed myself and straightened my back, even though no one saw me.

"I didn't do anything, I watched TV." I replied silently.

"When are you going back to Southside for the holidays? I'm not in Rongcheng, but there are classmates there, and I said I want to go and play with my classmates."

I don't know if he was looking for an excuse to come to Rongcheng. So he replied: "I'll be gone in a few days, I'm busy." ”

Because of his text message, I was pulled out of my previous emotions, and although I fell into the whirlpool of how to reply to him, my mood was already much better.

"Oh, that doesn't bother you."

I didn't reply, and Mu Liang didn't text again. It's as if everything is back to square one, as if nothing happened. But he always appeared when I was vulnerable, and seemed to have a little place for him in my heart. I guess gratitude, like a lifesaver? Like Zhou Ai? It wasn't until later that I realized that nothing was so simple between me and him.

My classmates began to return to their hometowns one after another, and because I had just returned to school from home, I was the last person to leave the dormitory.

At night, I was left alone in the dormitory to watch TV series, and the mobile phone remembered again, it was Mu Liang who sent it: Haven't you gone back to Nancheng yet?

I don't know which nerve was wrong, but I started to reply to his small talk and text again. From then on, he told me every day what he was doing and what he saw, all of which were too trivial to be trivial. Sometimes I wonder what he's going to do. Are you trying to chase me? Or are you bored to make friends and chat? I don't want to know what you do every day, Mu Liang has a headache and brain fever for a while, and naturally there will be no contact after a while.

He talked to me every day, wondering when I was going back to Nancheng, and sometimes he was a little suspicious that I had deliberately not told him. Indeed, I didn't say it until I returned to Nancheng the next day. I don't know what I think, but I have self-knowledge, I know that I have a complicated family, I can't figure it out myself, and I don't think I have the charm to make people like.

Until the way back to Nancheng, I was on the train, everything was so familiar, but the middle bunk had been replaced by a woman. I looked around, there was no him, no old lady, everyone didn't pay attention to each other, and they didn't even lift their eyelids. What was I thinking? Want to run into him again? Ran into Mu Liang? Impossible, I sighed lightly. I used to be cold, but after experiencing the warmth of the heart, it was difficult to bear the coldness. People are like this, after a long time of sadness, they feel that the days should be like this, and when they taste the sweetness, they will hope for sweetness.

Who knew that Mu Liang had been sending text messages. Where has it been? Have you left your luggage ready? It can be said that his text messages have accompanied me all the way. It makes my boring trip interesting, and every now and then a smile comes to my lips.

A few days after returning home, it was the New Year, and the sound of firecrackers that year still did not hide the quarrel between the parents.

"Let me tell you, people like you don't deserve a family, you should live a single life!" Mom glared angrily and gritted her teeth.

Dad also slammed his fists on the table from time to time to vent his anger.

Mom didn't mean to stop, and roared for hours, and Dad would sigh and wave his fist in front of Mom, seeing that he was about to scuffle again.

I rushed forward and stopped between the two of them, and nine times out of ten they were able to quarrel like this, it was because Dad secretly subsidized his ex-wife's son.

"You hurry up and graduate, find someone to marry, this family can't stay!" My dad yelled at me and pulled me away so hard that my arm hurt. Keep waving your fists and shouting at me, "You go away!" But I'm still in the middle. He couldn't help it, he was angry and annoyed, and beat his chest.

"Don't provoke here, my daughter was born to me, isn't she your child? Why are you angry with her? Is it going to be a fight? "Mom is not to be outdone.

Knowing that he can't fight, he always provokes the other party. Mom is like this, she would rather die than never bow her head.

The father was so angry that he packed up some clothes and went to live with his son.

I've always called him that, because I haven't met him, and my family relationship is tense, let alone sibling.

Dad slammed the door and walked out, and Mom would only open the door and fall back again, as if she didn't think the door was falling by herself, and she lost a lot of momentum.

This New Year's soup is once again, cold pots, cold stoves, and cold faces.

I wanted to cook a few dishes and let my mother eat a little to ease her mood. However, every time she shook her head and opened the refrigerator, it was almost empty, and it was impossible to cook. Even the supermarket downstairs was closed for the New Year, and after rummaging through the cabinets several times, there was only a pack of instant noodles that had been in the store for a long, long time.

My mother was so angry that she felt unwell, dizzy and vomited. I hurriedly took out the medicine, gave it to her, and stayed next to her.

On New Year's Eve, I divided a packet of noodles into two portions, leaving a bowl to put at the head of the bed. I sat at the end of the bed with the other half of instant noodles and watched over my mother who was sleeping on the bed. The sound of firecrackers and fireworks are incompatible with this home. Mom lay on the bed and sighed, after so many years, I don't know how many times I can say and persuade words. Now, all I can do is stay here.

I picked out the soaked noodles in the bowl, and tears dripped into the noodle soup. With my back to my mother, I didn't dare to cry, for fear of making her more sad and unwell.

It was almost midnight, and the text messages came one after another, all of which were blessings sent by classmates. Every time I see the words "happy family", I feel dazzling.

Mu Liang's text message was also sent on time at 0:00: Happy New Year, I wish you more and more success in the new year, did you receive the text message on time? I'm guarding the hair. Go to bed early, good night, 8023.

I don't know what 8023 means, typing input method typing wrong? I'm also in the mood to ask why. Short reply: Happy New Year to you as well.

Who knew he came back with a row of words: Haven't slept yet? Are you keeping the New Year?

I replied, "No, yes. ”

Mu Liang seemed to know my thoughts, and asked in the text message: "What?" Aren't you happy for the New Year? ”

He seemed to have a clairvoyant, and he guessed everything. And I didn't lie: "Well, mom is sick." ”

A wave of firecrackers and fireworks at midnight had passed, and it wasn't until after one o'clock that it was gradually quiet outside. Mu Liang has been texting with me, and he is afraid that I will be in a bad mood, so he has been looking for all kinds of jokes to send me. I saw my mother asleep, relieved, and I fell asleep at the end of the bed.

When the sky was bright, leaning on the sleeping position made my back hurt and my hands hurt. Walked out of his mother's room lightly, returned to his bedroom, clicked on his mobile phone at four o'clock, and saw a series of unread text messages, all of which were sent by Mu Liang.

At first, there were a lot of joke text messages, but later on, I probably didn't reply, so I changed the content.

"Would you like to get some sleep first?"

"How's Auntie?"

"What about people? Need to go to the hospital? ”

"Are you asleep? Or are you busy? Reply to me? ”

"I'm worried, tell me."

......

The time display is almost every ten minutes.

I hurriedly replied: "My mom is asleep and it's fine." I was asleep before, I'm sorry. ”

Before the screen dimmed, the text message came: "That's good, you can rest for a while, I'm relieved." ”

Didn't he even sleep waiting for my text message? I have a feeling in my heart that I can't explain.