Laiyang's eyes were like waves of water with the shadow of the moon at this moment, and the words of the second father were the cold wind, blowing ripples, making the shadow of the moon faint. And the silver light stirred on the iron-black water, and every wave was an unspeakable emotion; But as the water waves calmed down, the shattered moonlight solidified brightly, like some kind of decision, showing the ultimate ideology.

There was a ticking sound of a clock in the living room, and Laiyang sat obliquely, silent for a long time, and said, "I understand, second father, what do you want me to do?"

"Yangyang, don't be angry with your second father, parents want their children to be happy, Li Dian can give her happiness, but that child is also a little given up now. She didn't see the changes, and it would hurt her. So...... Don't let her get involved in your business, give her freedom and let her make the right choice."

……

After coming out of the community, Laiyang was wrapped in an indescribable emotion, he knew that his second father was right, and he also knew the impact and harm he had caused to Shengda, but at the same time, he also felt sad and aggrieved for himself.

He felt like a chess piece in a backgammon board, and no matter how he moved, he was out of place!

He wants to fit into the world and longs to be loved. But the fact is that it prevents the black and white chess pieces from forming a line, and then they are pinched out of the chessboard, but they can't be thrown into the world that belongs to him.

That kind of helplessness and loneliness made Laiyang a little teary-eyed, his trembling hand pinched out a cigarette from the cigarette box and lit it, inhaled sharply and turned his head to look at the door plaque of the community, a good one, the four seasons are like spring~

……

When he got home, he felt the atmosphere oppressive from the moment he entered the door, and his mother was discussing something with his father, and when she saw him return, she immediately stopped communicating.

Laiyang shouted "Dad, Mom", only his father hummed, and his mother gave him a big look.

"Dad, give me the keys to your motorcycle." Laiyang walked to the coffee table.

"Where did you go last night?" Angry with your mother, right?" Mother spoke, her voice colder than the frost in the ice cellar.

"I'm not angry, I... Last night, at Lee's Point."

"What are you doing with people who aren't angry?! You just came back and you're going out again, and you don't want to talk to your mother at all, do you?"

Laiyang was silent, but his mother sighed heavily and said earnestly.

"Yangyang, what you did before, my mother supported you unconditionally, including when you came back a while ago, my mother didn't say anything, but now my mother feels that all this is wrong, it's my fault! Now you can't listen to your family's opinions at all, look at your ...... Hey!"

There were tears in her mother's eyes, which made Laiyang even more depressed.

"I'll tell you the truth, I went to find your second father yesterday, if I talked about you and Xiaoqing in the past, your second father was smiling just by listening to the corners of his mouth, but now? When you hear that your whole face is straight, you know what it means? It means that you have no original ...... in his heart."

"Ahem~"

The father coughed, the mother stopped her eyes, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and turned her head to look at the balcony.

The air in the room was like a big mountain, pressing on Laiyang, so that he couldn't explain, so he could only stand for a while, said sorry to his mother, and then silently bent down to pick up the car keys on the coffee table and walked towards the door.

The moment he went out, Laiyang cried.

……

The weather in winter is very changeable, and although it is not sunny when I first come back, the sky is relatively blue. But when you go downstairs, you will find a heavy cloud blocking the light, and the whole world will begin to turn gray, and cold air mixed with fallen leaves will fly in the courtyard.

After taking out the motorcycle, Laiyang called Yuan Shengda, she was still talking about things, and hurriedly asked, "Something?"

"Well, where are you, I'll pick you up."

"Huh!?"

Yuan Shengda was a little shocked, and asked in a low voice what was she doing?

"It's nothing, I have time to take you out for a walk today, don't you want to go to the Wool Bay Reservoir? I'll show you."

"Today? Didn't you say before Chinese New Year's Eve?"

"Just today, you send a location."

"Oh, yes, okay. That... I still have to be half an hour

time."

Yuan Shengdafa's location is near the subway entrance of Weiqunan, and Laiyang has been riding a motorcycle for about the same time, so he put on a helmet tightly, and after heating the engine for a while, this Wuyang old motorcycle made an old cow-like cry and buzzed into the street.

In winter, Xi'an is still relatively depressed, and the bare branches of the streets are hung with flowing lights, but during the day, they are more like falling ice skates, which is even more desolate.

As we approached Weiqunan, urban villages flew by on both sides, and Laiyang occasionally glanced in, which was cluttered with wires and mixed with billboards and pedestrians.

The urban village is the last mark of a city, where not only old residents live, but also graduates who are not deeply involved in the world and middle-aged couples who are not working well, they live in this world, life may be depressing, but most of them have a heart for the future; They aspire to change their destiny with their hands, or at the very least, to have a true home in the city.

Of course, there are also many people who have fallen into the quagmire of society, taking advantage of the mixed fish and dragons in urban villages, in dark corners, doing jobs that are not allowed by the world and the law, and seeking a basic life. Therefore, every urban village is a small world, but with the construction of urbanization, the people inside are like stumbling people adrift on the sea, constantly pushed by the waves of the times to the east, west, north and south.

Going ashore is so far away.

Laiyang rode his motorcycle to the entrance of an urban village, where there was a bubble tea shop, he got out of the car and ordered a cup of taro mud bobo milk tea, lit a cigarette while waiting, and looked at the front of the shop a little blankly.

"Flower Sea Shop."

Laiyang swallowed and muttered, and then asked the female clerk wearing a mask, "The name of the store is quite literary?" Boss, did you start it?"

"I'm not the boss, I used to be colleagues with her, and then I came to help when I didn't have a job."

"Oh~"

"Well, this shop was originally in Sanyao Village, and then Sanyao was demolished, and the owner also went to Shanghai to develop, but she came back a year later and reopened, but she went to another city."

Laiyang flicked the cigarette ash and wondered, "Then what about her opening a store, she doesn't care?"

The female clerk stopped what she was doing and looked at Laiyang helplessly: "This shop is very small and doesn't make much money, but she is actually ...... I hope that if her friends pass by one day and see it, they can still have a drink and remember the stories of her and Sanya."

"Understood, is it a feeling?"

"Almost, hey~ The boss is also a hard-working person, forget it, how sweet does your milk tea be?"

"Life is so bitter, so it's sweet."

"Okay."

After getting the warm mud Bobo milk tea, Laiyang rode again, it will be colder, and you can feel the water foam hitting your face when you ride fast.

When she arrived at the location, Yuan Shengda was already downstairs in a building, and when she saw Laiyang, she waved her hand a little excitedly, and as soon as the car stopped, she shouted with excitement.

"Laiyang! To tell you a good news, I talked to us about three big team building activities, and they directly booked more than 700 tickets for the group, and thousands of people are here! …… Huh? What is this?"

When Yuan Sheng was talking, he saw milk tea, and his beautiful eyes widened.

"This, bought it for me?"

"Hmm...... Let's drink it while it's hot, and let's go first."

"Aren't you cold?" Yuan Shengda suddenly held Laiyang's hand on the motorcycle, his eyes worried.

"It's not cold, let's go, you drink and hold steady, I might be driving a little fast."

"Okay, you drive slower, I'll drink slower, and besides... Laiyang, I want to say a word to you." Yuan Shengda sat in the back row and said.

Lai Yang stepped on the pedal and looked in the rearview mirror, only to see Yuan Shengda pull the collar to the highest, his chin half retracted, take a sip of hot milk tea, and said with a sweet smile.

"I really, haven't been this happy in a long time! Thank you."

"Originally, I was a little tired tonight, and I didn't plan to write, but after thinking about it, I was afraid that there would be readers, etc., so I gritted my teeth, but I didn't expect to be quite satisfied with what I wrote~ I'm tired, good night~"