The boy quietly diverted the subject: "The homework is done." ”

Jing Mian was quickly distracted, and his eyes widened: "So fast? ”

With such a huge number of questions, it only took ten minutes.

"Hmm." Ren Xingwan put a small pile of books and volumes into his schoolbag, and said honestly: "Because you don't have to think, just write the answer directly." ”

It's amazing.

Jing Mian lowered his eyes and ate the blueberries one by one, his taste buds were sweet and sour, and the juice was overflowing.

The screen of the TV jumps, and the episode ends, and it enters the commercial.

At this time, in the corridor across the door, there was a faint sound of footsteps.

The sound was noticeably sharper than the usual footsteps, like wearing shoes with heels.

Jing Mian didn't care, but when he looked up, he noticed that his brother's expression had changed.

He was about to speak, but suddenly he felt light.

"Brother?"

Picked up by the young man, the wide cabinet door just now was opened, Jing Mian was soft, and he seemed to be sitting on a stack of soft clothes.

With his blueberries, his brother put them on his lap.

At this moment, the footsteps outside the door suddenly stopped.

A sudden and violent knock on the door followed.

Jing Mian was startled, and was about to speak, but saw the young man leaning over.

"Sleep."

Jing Mian was very small, "Huh? "Yes.

"Don't be silent later." The brother's voice was gentle, without any ups and downs: "Whatever you hear, don't come out of the cupboard." ”

"Brother will take you home later, okay?"

Jing Mian unconsciously held his breath, and then nodded slightly.

The cabinet door was closed, Jing Mian's vision darkened, and he heard louder and louder shouts outside the door, and the knocking on the door gradually evolved into a slamming door.

"Ren Xingwan, open the door!"

"Open the door!!"

Until the sound of the lock turning sounded, and the noise and fierce sound also stopped abruptly.

"Son of a bitch." The drunken woman staggered, and as soon as she entered the door, she raised her hand and slapped the young man.

'Snap'.

The quiet room was unusually loud.

Ye Suqing leaned down and took off her high heels leisurely: "You wish I was dead outside, right?" Damn, it's so slow. ”

Blinded by the harsh light in the room, the woman narrowed her eyes, and her slightly curly hair looked disheveled.

As soon as she looked up, she saw the bottle of soda with a straw on the boy's desk.

The woman snorted and said, "I'm not at home, but you're living alone." When you were leisurely tasting soda, did you ever think that your mother couldn't even drink saliva outside? ”

The young man's voice was cold, and his tone was light: "Don't you have wine?" ”

Ye Suqing raised his head: "What did you say?" ”

"Do I drink or not, it's your turn to be a brute?"

Ye Suqing scolded, her face suddenly changed, she didn't wear slippers, she staggered to the pool by the stove, and vomited.

The woman leaned on the dining table and sat down on the bench, her mouth bits and pieces, and she never stopped cursing: "How did I give birth to such an evil seed as you? ”

"There's no gratitude at all, something embarrassing...... Damn, I knew you would be a drag bottle, I should have strangled you to death when you were born, my own father didn't even look at the waste, no one wants......"

This kind of talk has long been commonplace.

This is especially true of a woman who has been drunk.

The young man's expression did not change, except for an occasional glance at the cabinet not far away.

“… Heartless dog thing, why aren't you dead yet? ”

"I'm relieved when you're dead."

Ye Suqing sat drunkenly on the chair, her long hair fell down, she looked at Ren Xingwan through her messy hair, and after a long time, she said:

"Cook me a bowl of noodles."

This time, the woman's voice was much calmer.

If it sounds to others, you may think that this is an ordinary mother-son conversation.

The boy silently glanced at the clock.

Then he got up and walked to the kitchen, where the stove was lit, the pot was boiling, and the mist faintly rose from the heat, and the smoke of the summer night rose silently.

Ye Suqing was attracted by this voice and looked at the young man.

From the side of his face, all the way to the waistline of the teenager, and the slender and tough arms.

“……”

A bowl of noodles is quickly cooked and placed on the table.

Ye Suqing looked at the bowl of noodles, there were no eggs or vegetables, the bowl was full, only a little oily.

"Wolf-hearted and dog-lung things, serving your mother and serving resentment."

The woman was speechless for a moment, just raised her hand.

Smack.

A bowl of hot noodles that had just come out of the pot was flipped to the ground.

The porcelain bowl fell to the ground and shattered to the ground.

She scolded coldly, "What did you eat at night?" Give me something like this. ”

Jing Mian's eyelashes fluttered.

The heart tensed.

My brother didn't eat anything at all at night.

When Ye Suqing is drunk on weekdays, he often knocks on the door of the house, and then scolds and goes back to the back room to sleep, and he can't even walk straight when he is drunk, and he has no energy to toss.

Today, the woman probably didn't drink to the point of being unconscious, and she was holding back her anger outside, and when she got home, she even had the energy to vent.

But the sleep is still there today.

Ren Xingwan held back her anger and asked lightly:

"What do you want to go to sleep?"

Ye Suqing looked disgusted and said, "What does it have to do with you whether I sleep or not." ”

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be living in a kennel like this......"

After a while, Ye Suqing seemed to be tired of tossing, so he answered the young man's question just now: "Clean up the ground, make me another bowl." ”

"Add me eggs and greens."

This time, the room was finally quiet.

Ye Suqing lowered his eyes, watched the young man sweep away the mess, and used his slender hands to pick up the scraps of the porcelain bowl.

Ye Suqing held her chin, looked at it for a while, and suddenly stood up.

“……”

"Why don't you go out and sell it?"

I don't know when, Ye Suqing leaned over slightly.

The smell mixed with strong wine and perfume wafted into the tip of her nose, and she patted the young man's face and smiled: "You inherited my genes...... With such a beautiful face, a woman of any age will like it. ”

At this moment, the strong force caught Ye Suqing off guard and knocked him to the ground.

The woman didn't even react for a moment.

As soon as Ye Suqing raised his eyes, he met the young man's gaze.

- In her eyes, she reflected the look of hatred in her son's eyes.

"You're pushing me?"

Ye Suqing felt a tingling sensation of slight pain under her body, and subconsciously groped with her hands, but touched a sharp debris on the ground, scratching her fingers, and blood oozed out.

"How the do you dare to push me......"

The bright red color stimulated the woman's senses, Ye Suqing stood up despite the pain, she looked at this son who had brought her endless suffering, and her eyes burst with terrifying hatred.

Ye Suqing casually picked up the ashtray on the table, and when he pinched it tightly, the sharp edge of the crack squeezed his fingertips.

The closet door creaked to the side.

In the next second, she threw at the boy without hesitation.

Bang.

Whoa—

When the ashtray fell to the ground, it did not fall apart, and the circle of glossy protrusions touched the ground, like a dull bell, covering the ground and making a fragmented and dense ring.

It's just in the corner of the rift -

Stained with blinding blood.

A pillar of blood slowly dripped down his forehead, and Jing Mian lay on the young man's body and let out a low "hmm".

The child squinted one eye slightly, his neck became more and more damp and hot, he felt that his eyes were dyed red, but there was no pain, and his first reaction was just a little dazed.

But in his blurred eyes, the boy's suddenly constricted pupils were reflected.