It was night, the gray-black sky was like ink, the moon shadow was hazy, and the stars were dark.

Lin Xiaolu lay on her side by the window, curled up, quietly looking at the boundless night sky.

Mo Ke didn't know when he had fallen asleep at the head of the bed, the crystal wings behind his back fell on his shoulders, and the pink fluff trembled slightly, without a sound.

From time to time, there was a faint sound of fabric rubbing on the floor next to the bed, and it was clear that someone was tossing and turning there.

"Xiaolu, have you slept?"

Suddenly, Xia Liang's voice sounded in a dark room.

She didn't get a response, Lin Xiaolu didn't say a word, and turned a deaf ear to it.

"I mean, this dress is a little too tight, and it feels constrained when you sleep."

But Xia Liang never cared about this, and when no one answered, he said to himself: "So can I sleep naked?" ”

“…… No way. ”

Disturbed by these words, there was no longer any quiet night worry, Lin Xiaolu drooped her eyelids and vetoed Xia Liang's proposal.

She first refused, then came back to her senses, and realized what Xia Liang's sentence "tight clothes" meant, and suddenly felt even more unhappy: "Wear my clothes, sleep in my room, where did you get so many requests?" Believe it or not, I let you go to the living room to sleep on the couch? ”

"Sleeping naked?" Xia Liang blinked, his cheeks flushed.

"Dressed, of course!" Lin Xiaolu gritted her teeth.

"Just kidding, besides, it's not good to be seen by your family."

"You still know this is my house?"

Halfway through the joke, the two were speechless for a while.

After a while, Xia Liang held the quilt in his hand, tightened the crook of his arm, and closed his eyes:

"I said, Xiaolu."

"What's wrong again?" has already opened his mouth, so he can't pretend to be silent anymore, Lin Xiaolu can only ask Xia Liang angrily.

"Don't you have a good relationship with your dad?"

Xia Liang's question made Lin Xiaolu's expression freeze on his face.

With her back to Xia Liang's direction, Lin Xiaolu moved her face closer to the inside of the pillow, so that her voice was lowered: "Can you see that?" ”

"Well, I feel it."

"That's it, but it's none of your business, right?"

When it came to this topic, Lin Xiaolu's voice became a little hoarse: "Or do you want to preach to me?" ”

"No, it's not."

Xia Liang said softly in the night: "I'm just a little curious. ”

"Curious about what?"

"Your dad should care about you, he's actually very good to you."

“…… How can you tell? Just a few words you said? ”

"It's not words, it's attitudes and expressions."

Speaking of this, Xia Liang's tone was a little serious: "Whether parents really care about their children can be seen from this kind of detail." ”

As soon as these words came out, there was a long silence.

Lin Xiaolu didn't say a word, as if she was stuck in some kind of thinking, and Xia Liang didn't say much at this time.

After a long time, as if deciding something, Lin Xiaolu spoke: "He looks like this now?" ”

Xia Liang was a little puzzled when he heard this: "Now? Wasn't it before? ”

"Of course not."

In the dark, Lin Xiaolu's expression was unknown, but her voice seemed to be squeezed out of her throat, with an indescribable indignation:

"It's incomprehensible if you haven't seen it, he's really unreasonable. That cold-blooded face makes people feel cold. ”

"I've been like that since I was a kid, working and working, working overtime or socializing. When I'm at home, I just keep a straight face, as if I'm not happy about anything, and I don't care about anything. For me, too, they would just keep enrolling me in cram schools, buying exercise books, and telling me to study hard. ”

"Mom always said at that time, be considerate of him, forgive him. Even if a table of dishes was prepared for the holiday, he said that he would not come back to eat as soon as he called, and she still had no complaints. ”

"Then one day, she died."

"Obviously he was fine the day before, but the next day he suddenly told me that my mother was dead, and from now on it would be just him and me, and then he gave neither a reason nor a result. I asked him to show me my mother one last time, and guess what his answer was? ”

It seemed that he didn't expect Lin Xiaolu to throw a question at this time, Xia Liang reacted slightly: "Hmm...... Didn't your dad agree? ”

"Hmph, he said 'Forget her.'"

Lin Xiaolu sneered, but there was no smile on her face: "I casually packed up her things, invited a few people casually, and held a funeral casually, as if everything was over like this."

"Then, halfway through the memorial service, he disappeared and hugged the young woman who didn't know where he came from."

"Is he really working outside the home, and does he really think about his mother a little bit? I don't know, but I'm worried and scared. When I asked him why, he avoided it; Even if he cried and showed him, he still didn't react at all, only saying nonsense like he was sad. ”

"In the end, I had a fight with him, and I can't remember what I said to him at the time, but I remember that I really told him all my anger and confusion at that time, and then he slapped me."

'What are you talking about?' Who do you think I'm all for'? Seems to be the sentence? ”

"For whom? Anyway, it's not for me, and it's not for my mother anyway, right? Otherwise, why did he hug the other women at home a few days later? ”

"Obviously, he looks so affectionate on weekdays, but after the other party really died, he immediately changed his face, is this what my mother once said to understand him?"

"And then I ran away from home."

This sentence made Xia Liang's eyes widen slightly.

As if she suddenly realized something, she looked in the direction where Lin Xiaolu was, but in the dark room, Lin Xiaolu still had her back to her.

"So I won't ask you why you want to run away from home, I know only when a person wants to run away from home."

Her voice was muffled, and the unknown anger had receded at some point, but she didn't know if it had disappeared or if it had lurked deeper.

"I stayed at my classmate's house for many days, and I didn't go to school during that time, I just stayed alone."

She continued to talk about her past experience: "I don't know what day, it seems that the parents of my classmates contacted the school, and the school told him where I was, and then he came to the door. ”

"That was probably the first time I saw him so embarrassed, his eyes were black like a ghost, his beard was not shaved, his hair was not trimmed, and he didn't wear the formal clothes he wore that year, and he came with a dirty jacket."

"He said, 'Go home,' and I thought to myself, we've gotten to this point, why should I go back with you?"

"But seeing him like that, I don't know why I'm still soft-hearted, sympathetic? Or is it a grievance? When I came back to my senses, I had already taken his hand like a ghost. ”

"It's been the way it has been since then, I don't pay much attention to him, he's like he's making up for something, but that's about it."

When she said this, it seemed that because what she wanted to say was finally over and a certain emotion had been dissipated, she breathed a long sigh of relief and slowed down.

"No, that's the end of it."

Lin Xiaolu closed her eyes: "Can this boring story satisfy you?" ”

Xia Liang didn't answer immediately. She didn't know when she let go of the hand holding the quilt, as if she remembered something, and she was a little stunned.

After a while, she lowered her eyelids and whispered, "Hmm." ”

"That's good."

Lin Xiaolu pulled the quilt up and half-covered her face: "I slept." ”

The room was quiet for a long time, and the sound of even breathing came from Lin Xiaolu's bed, leaving Xia Liang alone awake on the mattress on the ground.

She didn't bother with the tight clothes on her body anymore, nor did she care about the bed under her to work with Lin Xiaolu, but in the end she was laid on the floor quite badly.

She seemed to say something, but only she could hear it.

In the end, in the dim midnight, Xia Liang also slowly fell into a deep sleep.