After school, the two brothers walked together in the direction of home.

"Okay, Beifan, don't be sad." He Beichen patted his younger brother on the shoulder, "The book is broken, my brother will buy it for you again." ”

"Brother, it's not that simple. Do you know? I'm dying of depression, I'm really fed up with this life. I want to escape. Beifan changed his usual smile, and it was extremely cold.

"Beifan, calm down."

"I'm calm." Beifan almost cried, "Brother, I'm so tired, can you help me?" Can you help me? Can you convince them to stop pushing me like that? Is it okay for me to transfer to an art class? ”

Bei Chen sighed, "Bei Fan, I didn't say you. You can't be so willful, it's not your business to live alone. ”

"Why?" Fan couldn't understand Bei Chen's words, "Of course, life is my own business, do I have to decide what way I want to go?" ”

"Beifan, you can bear with it any longer, if you learn it in three years, you will be able to open the sky." Bei Chen's heart was extremely depressed.

"Brother, you can't stand it anymore, right? Haven't you had enough of this life day in and day out? Then why don't you resist? Why? For some reason, Beifan had never been so excited.

"Do you think I don't want to?" Beichen actually cried, "But is it useful to resist?" If you resist, can you get the so-called freedom? Isn't it still the same, doing things you don't like, coping with life in their eyes, can you escape? ”

"How do you know no, I just want to live according to my own wishes. I'm not going to go against the grain, why? In my He Beifan's life, I myself am the protagonist. Beifan stopped.

"Fan, in fact, my aunt is also for your own good......" Bei Chen reluctantly comforted.

"Shut up." Bei Fan had never spoken to his brother like this, even if it was very rude, but he couldn't help it, "When did you become like this, so what's the difference between you and them?" You know, man, your life is like being customized. But you've never asked yourself, what kind of life do you want? ”

"Beifan, sometimes I hate myself so much. But I can't do it, the life I want, I simply can't get, it's out of reach. Beichen felt powerless like never before.

"Brother, I've figured it out. After the placement test, I'm going to transfer to the art class, and it's useless for any of you to stop me, I must go. Beifan's tone was categorical.

"Whereas, my aunt will not agree, and my grandfather will definitely not want to." Bei Chen cleared his throat and continued, "If you choose this path, I will not object, but the family will definitely not support you. ”

"Is it because they are not optimistic that they will change my ambition in life? No way. "Beifan is becoming more and more determined.

"Have you thought about it?" Bei Chen was a little skeptical of Fan's determination, "Even if they all pour cold water, will you still stick to your decision?" ”

"That's right, I'm not going to give in." Beifan clenched his fists.

"Whatever you decide to do, my brother will support you." Bei Chen's big hand comforted Bei Fan's shoulder, wanting to give him some strength.

"Then, grandpa, can you help me say a few words?" Fan's voice was a little hoarse, "I know he likes you, because you have been so good since you were a child, and he doesn't care about me at all." ”

"Fan, what are you talking about, why doesn't grandpa hurt you?" Bei Chen put his younger brother's hand in the palm of his hand.

"Forget it, brother." Beifan shook his head, "The whole family is waiting for you to be admitted to Qingbei and glorify your ancestors." As for me, I don't have any ability, so naturally I can't get his love. ”

"Alright, Fan. Don't be jealous, your life is destined to be more free and easy than mine. Bei Chen's words were meaningful, "Actually, I envy you." But I myself can't be as reckless as you. ”

The brothers were walking on the boulevard with their schoolbags on their backs, and the evening breeze blew in their faces, creating a chill.

"Would you like to go up and sit down for a while?" The two came downstairs to Beichen's house.

"Forget it, I'll go back." Bei Fan waved his hand.

"It's so late, be careful on the road." Beichen was still worried about him as always. He Beifan walked home step by step, and the dim evening light hit his body, reflecting his tired face.

Obviously the building was there, but he didn't really want to go in, the light in the kitchen was still on, and his mother should still be busy for today's dinner. The soft light weighed him down, and he climbed the stairs with heavy steps.

"Beifan, you're back." As always, his mother took his bag and set up his slippers for him.

"Hmm." Bei Fan was so worried that he didn't know how to speak to his mother, "Mom, I'm going back to my room to study." ”

He Yulei also noticed Beifan's abnormality today, "Maybe the child is too tired today." She didn't think much of it, but continued to go into the kitchen.

Fan took out the "Music Lover" that was split in half from his schoolbag, and sighed, Deng Wen is really a broom star, and it will be good to meet him.

"What now?" He looked at the torn magazine and muttered to himself. "White glue, it should be okay to use white glue." Beifan muttered, and began to rummage through the drawers, "When you don't use it, it pops up, but when you want to use it, you can't find it." Beifan was quite helpless.

"Fan, come over for dinner." He Yulei had already brought the meal to the table. The books were torn in half, how could Beifan still be in the mood to eat, he only felt a headache, without the slightest appetite, "No need, Mom, you can eat, I have no appetite." ”

"Beifan, Beifan, hurry up, I made your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs. Come on, the rice is ready for you. He Yulei unbuttoned her apron and washed her hands.

"Mom, I really don't want to eat, I still have something." Beifan didn't realize He Yulei's hard work, and his mind was now full of Ye Nianyi's disappointed eyes.

He Yulei walked towards Bei Fan's room, "Fan, what's wrong with you today, have you encountered something?" ”

"Nope." He Beifan pretended to be careless, "It's nothing, I'm just a little tired." Although he said so, the broken magazine on the table couldn't fool He Yulei. The drawers in the study are all open, and the cabinets are wide open.

"What are you looking for?" He Yulei looked at the chaotic study and realized that Beifan must have something on his mind.

"Oh, nothing." Beifan categorically would not tell his mother what happened at school today, for fear that she would be angry. But it's one thing for him to say it or not, and it's another thing for his mother to find out.

"What is this?" He Yulei picked up the two halves of the magazine on the desk. Beifan opened his mouth and was speechless, although he liked music very much, he didn't want his mother to think that he was not doing his job.

On the white cover, the five red words are particularly glaring: music lovers. Beifan didn't dare to raise his head to look at his mother's eyes.

"Beifan." He Yulei called him. Bei Fan originally thought that his mother would count him down like Xie Lan, and he was also prepared for this.

"Are you struggling with the magazine?" He Yulei's attitude was very gentle, "You go to eat first, mom will help you stick." Bei Fan couldn't believe his ears, he sat there motionless, as if he was frozen.

"Hurry up and eat, the food won't taste good when it's cold." Mother's voice was as gentle as a spring breeze.

"Mom, aren't you angry?" Bei Fan asked cautiously.

"Why should I be angry?" He Yulei smiled, and the corners of her eyes were wrinkled, "Fan, it's a good thing that you read more books." You're musically talented, and I'm glad you're willing to dabble in it. I just don't want you to affect your studies because of music. ”

"Mom, thank you." Bei Fan didn't know why he spit out such raw words.

"You go eat first, book, I'll help you glue." He Yulei sat down at the desk and motioned for Beifan to go to the dinner table first.

Fan's heart suddenly became clear, and he suddenly felt that his own study of art might not be as difficult as he thought. Communicate more with your mother, and maybe this will happen.

Beifan sat at the dining table but was embarrassed to move his chopsticks, so he simply sat down on the sofa facing the study.

He Yulei was sorting out the pages, "Aren't you hungry?" Don't wait for me. ”

"No, I'll wait for you. I look at you so that next time I'll be sticky myself. Bei Fan's heart was filled with a sense of joy.

"How are you today? Do you still have a lot of homework to do? Mother picked up the iron clip on the bookcase and clamped it to the book.

"It's okay, it's not much." In fact, Beifan just took a picture of the homework on the blackboard with his mobile phone, and as for how much he had fallen, he didn't count it in his heart.

He Yulei walked to the living room and picked up her electric iron, she put the back of the book facing up, and gently ironed the back of the book with an electric iron.

"Mom, what are you doing here?" Beifan didn't understand why his mother used the things to iron the magazine.

"Fan, you don't know, the electric iron gently irons the back of the book, which can remelt the hot melt adhesive, and the back of the book will be re-glued after cooling."

He Beifan looked suspicious, he stared carefully at the electric iron in his mother's hand, and it was lightly scalded again and again.

After a short time, my mother finished ironing the back of the book and stood up from the desk, "All right, when it cools down, the magazines will stick back together." ”

"Mom, you're really so capable, you can do this thing?" Mother is even taller in Beifan's eyes.

"What's this? There's nothing your mother can't do. He Yulei can take the opportunity to be proud. The mother and son sat at the dining table to eat, but Beifan kept reading the magazine on the desk, and he didn't know how Nian Yi was doing now?

In the small house with bright light, Nian Yi sat in the study doing her homework quite weakly, but she became more and more absent-minded.

"Nianyi, Nianyi, have you seen my magazine?" As soon as Ye Wei returned home, he was like losing his soul, and he was wandering around.

"No, no." Nian Yi barely squeezed out a few words.

"Hey, that's weird, I can't find my newly bought book, can it still run on its own long legs?" The more Ye Wei thought about it, the more puzzled he became, and came to Nian Yi's study.

"Did you take it and see it?" The man began to doubt his daughter.

"No, I didn't take it." Nian Yi didn't admit it alive or dead. Ye Wei didn't believe it, the text that he hadn't finished reading made his heart itch even more, he walked to Nian Yi's bookcase, looked at the books on it, but there was nothing he was looking for.

"Dad, don't look for it, I'm studying." Ye Nianyi pretended to be disturbed.

"Okay, okay, I'll go, I won't bother you." Ye Wei walked out of the study helplessly, "What the hell, I obviously put it on the sofa yesterday, why is it gone?" ”

"Then you must have put it in the piano shop." Nian Yi tried to hide the facts.

"It's also possible." Ye Wei looked thoughtful, "Yiyi, you continue to write, I won't look for it, I'll go to the piano store tomorrow to have a look." ”

Nian Yi looked at the back of his father's departure and breathed a long sigh of relief.