Chapter 242: Gaze
The timing of the separation came very suddenly. On a summer afternoon like no other, my father came home sweating profusely, and while loosening his tie in a panic, he waved his hand and announced, "Come into the house and pack our things, and we'll move immediately." β
The spoon fell into the soup almost immediately. Tong Bi'an, with the soup splashing all over his face, asked incredulously, "What did you say?" β
"We're moving." The father kicked open the messy slippers in the doorway, and repeated impatiently, "Now, now, immediately." Turning his head to look at the wall clock on the wall, he added, "Leave in half an hour." β
"Dad, did you eat something bad in the unit cafeteria?" Tong Bi'an wiped his mouth sloppily, his face was full of condition, "You said yesterday that you would go home to eat tonight, and my brother has already simmered all the soup......"
"I'm not kidding you." For the first time, his father took the key to the safe from his pocket in front of him and took out all the valuables stored in it one by one.
Ever since he began to grow middle-aged and grew a belly with obvious curvature, Tong Bi'an hadn't seen his father run out of breath like he did today.
Distracted by noticing that his youngest son was still not in a jinru state, the man struggled to maintain a comical half-squat position, and urged again while counting the items: "What are you doing?" What about watching a play? What else to eat! Go clean up your own mess! Oh yes, we have very limited space to carry our luggage this time, you only take the most important things and leave the rest alone...... Like throwing away those books of yours! Anyway, it seems that you are not a good material for reading, so in the future, it is better to go to the society as soon as possible like your brother, and maybe you can be self-taught! β
"Yes, yes, he is a self-taught role model, and I am a garbage who doesn't learn anything." Tong Bi'an was accustomed to his father's three-day count. He glanced at Tong Siyuan, who had just pushed open the bedroom door, and stretched out his finger to point out the direction to his father, "Well, the role model has arrived." β
"Is something wrong?" Tong Siyuan was still holding a book in one hand, probably just completing the self-study task he had arranged, "I saw that the bus in your unit was still parked outside. What, is there something left at home? You can call me back and let me know and I'll send it as soon as possible. β
"No, it's not." The man lowered his anger a little because of his seemingly sincere attitude, "You go and pack your things quickly, too." We've got to get out of here. β
"Leave?" Tong Siyuan pondered for a moment, and quickly reacted, "Is it you...... What bad news did you get? β
"Yes, if it weren't for the fact that our company usually fights with a few six fingers, maybe we wouldn't even have time to escape." The eldest son is far more advanced than the younger son, and it seems that intelligence is indeed related to genetics. The man gave him an appreciative look, "They give us a little bit of a sense of friendship. It's said that there are a few big people on the six fingers who have taken a fancy to our place, probably intending to-" His cloudy eyes rolled, "looking for something to take this place from the head." β
"These aliens are so shameless?" Tong Bi'an blurted out, "Why, now I don't even pretend to be a good person, and I just changed it and robbed it?" β
"You know what." The man coldly reprimanded, "It's not that there are a few people on our side who are always ignorant, obviously eating the food given by others, but they still push back when they work on weekdays." Six fingers are not stupid, you touch their moldy heads like this, and it is already very good that people don't directly use the arms in their hands to go directly into the city and make a sudden circle. β
"You're really low in demand from them." Tong Bi'an dropped his chopsticks, and finally reacted in hindsight, "Wait, you just said that you will leave in half an hour?" β
"Do you have a particularly bad memory, or are you deaf at a young age?" On the premise of comparing with another son who is more pleasing to the eye no matter how he looks, the man's attitude towards him has become worse and worse recently, "After half an hour, if you can't get downstairs on time, I'll take your brother and leave first." Find a way to catch up yourself! β
Unexpectedly, Tong Bi'an straightened his waist, and after getting up, instead of rushing into his bedroom, he pushed the man who was in the way away and stepped out of the door.
"What are you going to do?" The man hurriedly turned around and grabbed him, his tone was very surprised.
"I had an appointment with a friend in the afternoon. I've got to tell her. Tong Bi'an's speech was extremely fast, and his voice was also hurried.
"Friends? What other friends do you kid have here? β
"What do you think you know?" Tong Bi'an was only in his early tens at this time, but because he had always been lively and active, he was already much taller than his peers, and his face also had a little youthful appearance, "Anyway, I don't have anything to collect, so if I lose it, I will lose it." I'm not going to be like you, leaving someone else to run away without saying a word. β
At the moment when the man rushed towards him, Tong Siyuan helped to hold him at the right time.
"My younger brother is still young, and he is not sensible." Tong Siyuan's little eyes are always a little blank, so he often leaves a melancholy impression on the people around him, "Time is urgent, you can spare him first." β
"You're still more sensible." The man's big hand pressed on the top of his head, and the muscles on Tong Siyuan's face stiffened slightly, but he quickly managed to control it.
"I'm so much older than him, after all. What would it look like if you were still angry with your family all day long? Tong Siyuan cleverly convicted his younger brother, and the smile on the corner of his mouth did not extend to his eyes.
Hearing that this seemingly sincere "plea" did not have any positive effect on him, Tong Bi'an glared at him with the door frame, turned around and ran away.
"He's been running out on his lunch break a lot in the past year or two, right? What kind of friends did you make out there? The man's mouth was still chattering, "It can't be some kind of indifferent person, right?" You don't look at him a little more. β
"I'm sorry, I was negligent." Tong Siyuanxin said that it had been a year or two before you began to care about this issue, but his mouth was still as polite as ever, "At first, I came here because I was really not familiar with the surroundings...... And recently, he has gradually grown up. You know, he's never been a big fan of his business. β
"Also, you've done your best, it's he who always doesn't make people worry." Since he just wanted to care about it by the way, the man accepted his explanation smoothly, "It's better to say that your mother taught you...... Sure enough, cultured women are different......"
There was a soft "buzz" in my head. Tong Siyuan exhaled slowly, and then nodded in response: "Maybe." β
On the other end, Tong Bi'an was trying to get his fingers into the brick cracks, and tried to climb the high wall in front of him on all fours.
For the first time, he sincerely envied Gu Lan, who was already proficient in using his talent. The short vertical height of three meters is just a matter of thought for her, but it is extremely difficult for herself.
Tong Bi'an gritted his teeth, imagining himself as a thin piece of paper, temporarily flat against the wall with the support of a few fingers and toes.
He knew that time was running out. But at that moment, a blade of grass growing wildly in a crack in the wall grazed his nose due to the agitation of the air current, causing him to sneeze into a huge form, and then lose his balance and fall to the ground.
Rubbing his aching tail vertebrae with a bitter face, Tong Bi'an took a deep breath and kicked back against the wall with willpower that had never been shown in the field of study, relying on some kind of unprovoked belief to motivate himself.
Ever since Gu Lan's talent had become more and more prominent among a group of children, he no longer had many opportunities to see her. The time for the midday release was indefinitely shortened, until it was directly banned repeatedly. Sometimes, Tong Bi'an could only lean against the other end of the wall and talk to himself, imagining that there was a good-natured girl listening quietly on the other end.
ββ¦β¦ In that case, it's really hard to get respect for your father. The girl's voice is always sweet, like a smoothie in the middle of summer, "It's okay, then you don't force yourself, just maintain the reluctant peace on the surface...... It's not for anything else, it's because since he has done something like abandoning his wife and children, he is likely to make a mistake again, so that you can eat a few more years and be full, bear with it......"
Long-term back-to-back communication still has great drawbacks. Tong Bi'an can only rely on imagination to restore the appearance of her when she speaks.
"Now that you have experienced the pain that this kind of family brings to your children, you don't want to be like him in the future." On the other side of the wall that he couldn't see, Gu Lan was pretending to talk to himself to a tree, "Don't make promises to people easily, once you make a promise, you must do what you say, otherwise it will make people very sad......"
"Don't worry." Tong Bi'an replied at the time, "I promise you that I will do everything I promised you." β
Grim-faced as he rode against the man's wall, he anxiously scanned every room with closed windows, hoping that he would suddenly comprehend some telepathic ability.
After all, this sounded a little more realistic than hoping that Gu Lan would miraculously learn of his current predicament. Tong Bi'an wiped the sweat from his forehead and cleared his throat again, wanting to call out the name in desperation.
But maybe it will hurt her to be punished? Tong Bi'an opened his mouth, but suddenly hesitated again.
Does Gu Lan really care about her departure? Or will you just regret the loss of the occasional chatter for two days?
After his desperate momentum weakened, his mood fell inexplicably.
At this moment, he saw a pair of beautiful hands slowly open the window directly opposite.
Gu Lan met his eyes through the fluttering plain gauze curtain, and his expression was obviously a little surprised.
"Why are youβ"
"I'm comingβ"
Both spoke at the same time. Tong Bi'an saw Gu Lan look back nervously, and then blinked with an exaggerated expression, probably signaling him to speak first.
"I'm here to say goodbye to you." Tong Bi'an tried to be as concise as possible, "There's no way, after all, I can only rely on that annoying father and harmful brother to survive...... But trust me! I sure! Will definitely be back to you! I swear by Bian Tong! β
The hurried knock on the door made Gu Lan's whole body tremble reflexively. She immediately kicked the small bench under her feet into the corner, then craned her neck on tiptoe and waved at the boy mechanically.
"I'll definitely come back to you!" Unable to suppress the unwillingness that had been precipitated for many days, Tong Bi'an's voice was so loud for the first time, "Don't worry, I will definitely come back to you!" β
Before the window was slammed shut, Gu Lan's smiling face flashed in front of his eyes.
Seven years later, on top of the same high wall. The boy who had really faded his childishness waved his hand at her in the midst of the fire, and shouted, "Remember me? My boy Bi'an came to take advantage of the fire to rob! β
Several Six-Fingered soldiers are confronting ordinary humans in the revolt under the windowsill. The roar of the muzzles of different calibres almost drowned out his voice. In the drifting smoke and dust, Tong Bi'an waved his hand at her vigorously, hoping to evoke a little memory of Gu Lan with his childish movements.
When the focus in Gu Lan's eyes became only him, Tong Bi'an knew that he had made the right bet. He laughed and turned around, knocking off a diminutive six-fingered soldier with the butt of his rifle, experiencing a certain gentle emotion on a bloody battlefield like never before.
Quickly slapping away the unconscious outstretched hand of a prisoner who was still unconscious, the young six-fingered officer turned his face back and pursed his lips helplessly and amusemently.
"Hey, friend, wake up, wake up." He pinched Tong Bi'an's shoulders and shook it, "If you lie down and pretend to be dead again, I really won't be able to talk to your two friends." β
Very standard human language without any accent.
The personal guards seemed to have long been surprised, and at the signal of the officer's gestures, they consciously left the makeshift tent and stood side by side outside the door.
I was poured over my face with a cup of cold tea. Tong Bi'an finally squinted his eyes and struggled to sit up.
"Are you alright?" Someone asked nearby.
"Is it okay......?" At the end of the declarative sentence, the tone suddenly turned upward. Tong Bi'an looked at this very unfamiliar face in confusion, raised his head and wiped himself with his sleeve.
"Is it because the light is too dim, so it's a little hard to see?" The young man spread his hands to show that he was not carrying a weapon, then took a step closer and shook the extra finger against Tong Bi'an's face, "Now you understand?" β
"You, you are?" Tong Bi was taken aback, but he still said calmly, "If you want to torture me to find something, I advise you to save your energy, after all, I really don't know who those people are ...... now."
After his brain cleared up a little, the scene of Gu Lan falling from the building suddenly began to be broadcast repeatedly. The officer was startled by the young man who was holding his head and shouting, and hurriedly continued to wave his hand.
"Don't be nervous, I didn't mean to hurt you." He clarified, "In a sense, I'm your hidden ally. β