After racking his brains, Chen Ye finally appeased Gu Zeyu and watched him go home.

She shook her head with a smile and jumped upstairs with a happy face, the small bell on her schoolbag ringing.

She excitedly opened the door and saw her parents sitting on the sofa.

Chen Ye's first reaction was surprise, but seeing their iron-blue faces, she slowly put away her smile and became a little cautious: "Mom and Dad, why are you back?" ”

"Why did you come back so late?" Father Chen spoke, his tone cold. The air pressure in the room suddenly dropped.

It seems that he cares about Chen Ye, but in fact it is like an interrogation, Chen Ye hates this feeling very much, and his tone is also not as excited as he was just now: "The school has recently opened evening self-study, and school will not end until ten o'clock. ”

"I heard from your aunt that you seem to have been out a lot lately, where have you been? With whom? ”

One question after another overwhelmed Chen Ye, and her heart seemed to be blocked by something.

"I went to the library with a few classmates." Chen Ye grabbed the corner of his clothes, for fear that a wrong word would make Chen's father angry.

"Smack." A slap landed on Chen Ye's face.

"Still lying? I've seen them all! Father Chen's eyes widened, he stood up and pointed at Chen Ye and scolded: "I thought you didn't have to worry about me, but what happened?" If you don't study well every day, you will be mixed with a group of people who are not careful! ”

Chen Ye was stunned, she covered her red and swollen left cheek, tears immediately poured out, she stared at her father tightly, and the tenderness in her eyes was replaced by resoluteness.

"No three, no four?" Chen Ye chuckled: "Dad, who do you think is not a matter of disappointment?" ”

"You ......"

"Okay, is there anything you can't talk about? What to be angry with your child? Chen's mother symbolically stood up and stopped.

One sings red-faced, the other black-faced. They seem to feel that this way will not hurt the child's heart. So they especially advocate this practice, thinking that they especially understand the child's mind.

"It's just that in the critical period of high school, people still think about things that have nothing to do with studying!" Father Chen's face turned horrible and roared angrily.

"All your thoughts that have nothing to do with studying are not allowed!"

"Yes, I'm just a non-trivial person." Chen Ye wiped a handful of tears: "Congratulations, you gave birth to a good daughter." ”

"Ye Ye, how do you talk to your father?"

"You don't seem to know much about me. That's right, after all, how can you get to know me if you don't see each other twice a year. All Chen Ye's beautiful fantasies and filters about his parents were broken by that slap.

She laughed almost madly, and under the incandescent light, her complexion had a sickly whiteness: "I have my own thoughts, I am a living person, I have a heart." I'm not a tool for you to save face! ”

Chen Ye cried aggrievedly again, crying and laughing made Chen's mother a little scared: "Do you think it's enough to feed me and clothe me?" Do you think that raising a child is enough to leave her alone at home and arrange a nanny to cook for her? ”

"Do you think it's for my own good?"

"You just love face, you don't want to lose face in front of relatives and friends, you just love me who earns face for you, you love face more than me!"

Father Chen trembled with anger, pointed at Chen Ye and said: "You are my daughter, I have my reasons for what I do, you just need to follow the path I arranged for you, and you can only do this!" ”