Evening.

Liang Jingnian finally got rid of Zhang Yang and was able to go home, originally saying that it was good to return things, but Zhang Yang temporarily needed to go to the photography teacher's studio for something.

So Liang Jingnian and Sheng Hang followed him to the studio, and because the model arranged by the photography teacher to release pigeons, Liang Jingnian and Sheng Hang were driven ducks to the shelves and caught strong men.

After some tossing, it was dark, and the two of them were physically and mentally exhausted and exhausted.

When I got home, night fell.

"Mom, I'm back." Open the door and put the key on the shoe cabinet, there is no light in the room, it is very dark, Liang Jingnian called: "Mom?"

Not at home? Liang Jingnian frowned, walked to the living room, and turned on the light.

"Mom?"

As soon as the lights came on, there was a person sitting on the sofa, caught off guard, Liang Jingnian was startled, a little frightened, and sat down next to him: "Mom, why don't you turn on the lights?"

Liang Jingnian's mother was expressionless, staring at the water cup on the coffee table with wooden eyes.

"Mom? What's wrong with you?" Liang Jingnian leaned over and shook her hand gently.

"Huh? Oh, and it's back every year! Liang's mother seemed to have just come back to her senses, first surprised, and then restrained her face: "Where have you been?" Mommy can't find you. ”

"Mom, I told you, I went out with my friends, and I'm back now." Regarding his mother's current state, Liang Jingnian was very worried: "Mom, what's wrong with you?" Isn't there something uncomfortable?"

"It's fine, just remembering some old things." Liang's mother shook her head.

Liang Jingnian held his mother's hand: "Mom, let the past pass, you still have me."

"Yes! Mom still has years to go!" Mother Liang wiped her moist eyes: "We can be sensible every year."

"Mom......" Liang Jingnian wiped her tears with a tissue in distress, and cautiously tentatively said: "Mom, tomorrow... Shall we go to the hospital?"

He obviously felt that his mother's mental state was very bad today, and he wanted to take her to the hospital to have a look.

"How?" Liang's mother looked at him, her expression was a little hideous, and her eyes gradually became gloomy: "Do you think I'm sick?"

"No, I'm just a little worried about you." Liang Jingnian soothed: "Mom, let's go take a look, I will accompany you."

It was fine, but when Liang's mother heard this, she seemed to be stimulated by something, and suddenly shook off his hand.

"You just think I'm sick... Do you dislike me, don't you......" His expression was distorted, and his voice was high-pitched and sharp, a little hysterical.

"Mom......" Liang Jingnian was frightened, he had never seen his mother like this, and wanted to go up and take her hand: "Mom..."

"Fuck off...... You just think I'm sick, you just dislike me......" Liang's mother looked like she was crazy, and she couldn't feel rational anymore.

'Bang Dang'

Mother Liang shook off his hand again and knocked down the water cup on the coffee table, the water spilled, and the cup rolled off and shattered to the ground.

Stumbling, Liang Jingnian lost his balance, his hands were propped up on the ground, the palm of his right hand was scratched by the fragment of the water cup, and blood dripped down the wound.

But he can't care so much now, his mother's state makes him a little scared and a little helpless, he stepped forward and hugged his mother tightly in his arms, and kept comforting:

"Mom, it's okay, I don't dislike you, I'll accompany you!"

Liang's mother struggled in his arms, beating his back with both hands, and whimpered a little: "Nian Nian, don't you want your mother anymore?" Are you like your dad, going to be hooked by the vixen outside? ”

Hearing this, Liang Jingnian probably understood in his heart that his mother's abnormality today may be related to his father.

"No, Mom, don't worry, I won't leave you, I will always be your son." Soothing and patting her back, Liang Jingnian's eyes were red, and he complained about his father for the first time.

Walked away, why did she have to appear to stimulate her.

"Really?" Liang's mother choked.

"yes, really."

After a long time, as if she was tired of crying, Liang's mother withdrew from his arms, her face full of tears. Liang Jingnian wiped her face with a tissue, avoided the topic, and asked softly, "Mom, have you eaten?" ”

Liang's mother shook her head with her head down, straightened her clothes and messy hair, regained her senses, and seemed to have changed back to the gentle and dignified mother, feeling a little embarrassed to cry like that in front of her son.

Seeing a touch of red on his hand, she grabbed his hand nervously, and found that there were blood stains on his body, on the ground and on his own body, and saw the slender wound in his palm, she held her son's hand tightly, and her voice trembled a little: "Nian Nian ......"

Thinking that she had just pushed him, Liang's mother regretted it in her heart: "Every year... Does it hurt? I'm sorry, Mom didn't mean to. ”

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt." The wound was no longer bleeding, and Liang Jingnian shook his head.

"Mom didn't mean to... I don't want to do that, I just can't control myself. Liang's mother cried and beat herself: "I'm just sick..."

"No, Mom, you're not sick, you're just in a bad mood, just take a little rest." Liang Jingnian grabbed her hand to prevent her from hurting herself, and was afraid of irritating her, so he said cautiously.

"I don't need to comfort my mother, I'm sober now." Liang's mother calmed down again and touched his head: "Mom promised you to go to the doctor, Mom won't let you get hurt again." ”

"Okay."

Liang Jingnian coaxed his mother back to the room, twisted his eyebrows tiredly, found a medical kit by himself, cleaned the wound, cleaned the living room, and finally sat down on the sofa weakly.

Thinking that his mother hadn't eaten yet, and his hand was injured again, Liang Jingnian planned to go out and buy something to eat.

The family lives in an older residential building, at the junction of the old city and the new city, which is blocked by the new high-rise buildings, so even during the day, the lights in the house sometimes need to be turned on, and now it is dark, and the corridor is the kind of dim light.

Liang Jingnian opened the door and went out, and for a while, he actually had a feeling that he didn't know where to go.

"Do you want to go out every year?"

The door of the neighbor's house opened, and Grandma Zhang poked her head out of it.

"Well, has Grandma Zhang eaten?" Liang Jingnian greeted with a smile.

Grandma Zhang looked at him with a complicated expression, he grew up here, he was well-behaved and sensible, the neighbors liked him very much, plus his parents were not divorced, the relationship was very good, and the couple was also very good at being people, so the relationship with the neighbors was relatively good, so now that this kind of thing has happened, everyone is more sorry and feels sorry for this child.

"Just ate it!" Grandma Zhang retracted and looked at it, a little hesitant: "I heard some movement in your house just now, nothing happened, right?" ”

"Nope."

Liang Jingnian stretched out his injured hand and said with some embarrassment: "I just knocked over the water glass, and my mother was scared." ”

"Hmm." Grandma Zhang nodded, and didn't tear him down, but said, "In the afternoon, your father came back with that woman, and it seems that he quarreled with your mother about this house." ”

"House?" Wasn't the house awarded to Mom? This matter has been clarified a long time ago, and this is another trouble?

Grandma Zhang looked around and whispered, "I don't know where that woman got the news, she said that she was going to be demolished here, so she instigated your father to come over and make trouble." ”

"Jiaming's child has never been so confused before, it's all that woman......" Grandma Zhang glanced at him, paused, and sighed: "Alas, I'm also old and confused, why are you talking to a child?" You, take good care of your mother, it's not easy for her. ”

"Okay, thank you Grandma Zhang for telling me so much."

Grandma Zhang nodded and closed the door with a sigh.

Looking at the closed door, Liang Jingnian clenched his fists tightly, the Jiaming in Grandma Zhang's mouth was his father's name, his grandfather's family was poor and white, and his mother insisted on being with his father despite the opposition of the family.

The result? What his mother got in exchange was not hope, not bitterness, but an old house and his burden.

So, no matter what happens, he will never blame his mother.

After sorting out his emotions, Liang Jingnian went downstairs.

After eating with his mother, watching her fall asleep, and returning to his room, Liang Jingnian felt unprecedented exhaustion, and a sense of powerlessness crawled all over his body, he sat in front of the desk, bent over, put his head against the edge of the desk, clenched his fists tightly with both hands, and the green tendons on his arms burst out, holding back tears.

The necklace on the neck and shoulders fell out, Liang Jingnian was stunned, he reached out to hold it, twisted his fingers, pulled out a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth, stuffed the necklace into his clothes, and pressed it lightly from the position closest to his heart, and the smile on his face deepened, but his eyes were still bitter.

For a long time, he frowned, as if he had made a big decision, took out his mobile phone, and dialed out a string of numbers with a solemn face.

'Dut... Honk... Toot...'

"Hey." On the other end of the phone, it was a mature male voice.

Liang Jingnian sat up straight and said softly: "Uncle, it's me, Jingnian." ”