After my mother left the house, I was still immersed in the mess of some things. When my thoughts were not completely withdrawn from my mind, I suddenly heard someone arguing upstairs. The sound of the quarrel came and went, loud and small. The sound of the sudden striking of the eardrums pierced the hall, and everyone in the family stopped what they were doing.

After Cao Cancan listened for two seconds, he suddenly said, "It should be a quarrel." ”

"Quarrel?" Grandma frowned and turned to look at Cao Cancan.

"Yes! Sounds like a quarrel. ”

"Who's arguing with whom?" When she turned around to look for all the clues that matched her doubts, she found that Zhang Jing was no longer in the hall on the first floor. As for when Zhang Jing went upstairs, everyone is not very clear.

Of course, Zhang Jing's departure is a good announcement of the two protagonists of this quarrel. But as for why the quarrel is not very clear. Grandma sighed: "This day is really endless." It's either this or that. Grandma stood up with her hands on the table as she spoke. Mother Wu was by her side and hurriedly helped her.

Grandma waved her hand and sighed again as she walked up the steps on the first floor. When I walked to the balcony of the steps on the second floor, I suddenly raised my head and shouted upstairs, "What is the noise?" ”

The sound was very loud and could be heard clearly on the first floor, but the people on the second floor were unimpressed. The sound of quarrels is still heard. So Grandma quickened her pace to go upstairs. Cao Ge and Cao Cancan also went to join in the fun. This time, only my father, Aunt Qin, and I were left on the first floor.

Such a combination seems particularly strange. Actually, if you ask me, what are you doing on the first floor in this situation? Is it eating? Of course not. I really don't have an appetite either.

It's a pity that I have a characteristic, the more embarrassed I am, the more I want to get out of embarrassment, but I often can't get out of the leg that can get rid of embarrassment.

I knew I should take this step forward and get out of the space I had with the two of them, but I couldn't. At that moment, it was as if I had been pressed against a chair.

After my father picked up his chopsticks and ate two bites of food, he put them down. So the three of us sat there like fools, on three sides of the great table. This special three-sided angle, that is, they can see each other. I don't know what kind of attitude I should take to face my biological father and "stepmother".

The only thing I could do at the table was to bow my head and pretend I couldn't see them. But you have to understand that sometimes the more you want to escape something, it will often be pushed in front of you by a certain emotion or a certain psychological suggestion in the world.

You have to face this tragic moment in your life. Even if you have fantasized and imagined a variety of possibilities, and even imagined yourself as a person with superpowers, who can turn all unknown risks into dangers, you must always remember that imagining is always imagination and cannot be changed.

At that time, I felt like I had eyes all over my head.

When I look down, I can know your gaze from all directions. It's a bad feeling. And you will also understand that except for the pair of eyes that really grow on your five features, which are called eyes, everything else comes from the mind and neuroticism. Invariably.

Just then, I heard the sound upstairs suddenly disappear.

I looked up curiously, and suddenly saw Cao Cancan running downstairs.

"Hey! The uncle and the aunt are quarrelling". Cao Cancan sat next to me and tightened his nose.

Aunt Qin raised her eyelids: "What's the noise?" ”

"I don't know, but it sounds like it's because the uncle is going back to Shanghai tomorrow." Just as I was listening intently to Cao Cancan's words, I suddenly heard the quarrel upstairs sound again, even more intense than Fang Cai. As soon as he finished experiencing his mother's affairs, he began to quarrel again, and the Cao family instantly became a miasma.

My mother's illness made me feel haggard. Part nervous, part scared, part worried. I didn't care what they were arguing about, so I turned around and was about to go upstairs. As soon as I stood up, Aunt Qin stopped me: "Mu Xi, do you want to sleep?" Skipping a meal? ”

"I don't want to eat, I'm going upstairs."

"Hmm." Aunt Qin nodded.

When I went upstairs, I closed the door to my room and leaned against the door.

My heart was still pounding with fear because Aunt Qin had just called my name. After all, being a thief is weak-hearted. After a moment's breath, I sat back in my chair as I had done the other day, my brain empty, not knowing what I was thinking. Maybe I'm thinking, how is my mother doing now? Maybe I'm thinking about Uncle and Zhang Jing.

I don't know when the argument ended, but when I woke up, in the middle of the night, I found myself lying on the table.

My body was stiff as if someone had glued to me. I stretched and turned back to the bed. It was quiet outside.

I turned my head to look at the lush plane tree outside, after all, it was only a tree, and even though the moon and stars were sparse outside, it would not turn into a winged phoenix when such a beautiful light shrouded the tree. After all, reality is reality, whether you are dazzled or confused.

Sometimes, people's mindset determines a lot of things. Looking back on me now, the whole person was in a fluctuating state. So, empty brains, empty eyes, nothing more than normal.

I don't know, have you found as much as I have found that when people go through a lot of complicated and tricky things, the change in your mindset and mood is very noticeable during that period of time. You will go from anxiety and anxiety to hope, to blandness, to despair, and finally to despair, and finally to belonging, which is numbness. That's how I was then.

I don't have much of a mind to think about anything more.

I looked down at the bag at my feet and suddenly remembered that my homework hadn't been written yet.

In a hurry, I took out my homework book, but unfortunately when I was eager to do something, you spread out the book and picked up the pen, and suddenly found that you did not complete such a state of work, which is very sad. So, I left everything until the next morning.

I was lying on my back on the bed, after all, it was the autumn season, and a gust of wind suddenly blew in from the window, brushing my face. I suddenly realized that after two rains, this autumn seems to be more memorable. I simply closed my eyes and tried to find something and answers in the quiet space outside. It's a pity that everything follows fate, but fate has not arrived.