Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Fruit of Lan Cause
Su Chengyi didn't suddenly lose his mind, nor did he feel that he couldn't say it clearly, and he simply broke the can, let alone played hooligan.
He said it on purpose.
In psychology, there is a type of therapy called "shock therapy".
This is an important method from behaviorism, and although it has been criticized and criticized, Su Chengyi feels that there may be some truth to it.
By directly putting the patient in the situation he fears, the so-called extreme must be opposed, and the poison is used to fight the poison, so as to eliminate the patient's fear.
So he drew inferences and borrowed a little from the principles of percussion therapy.
Chu Tianmian was reluctant to face the fact that he drank the wrong cup of milk tea, probably because of a sense of shame.
Then simply pick it out and say it yourself, so that although it will inevitably impact at first, it will be okay to digest it a little.
So after he sent this sentence, there was not much fluctuation in his heart.
And Chu Tianmian was already about to smash the ears of his rabbit doll.
What do you mean by "indirect kissing only"?
Isn't this person lacking heart! Say it so lightly!
Rogue! A sucker! See you again!
She angrily turned off her phone, covered her head under the quilt and went to sleep.
Su Chengyi, who was on the other side of the screen, waited for a while, and saw that the other party had no intention of replying, so he also turned off the screen and prepared to sleep.
This is also within his estimate, and it is normal for shock therapy to require a certain buffer time.
The same is to put down the phone to sleep, tossing and turning on one side and difficult to sleep, the other side is a good night's sleep.
When Su Chengyi opened his eyes, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.
It's been a long time since he's slept like this, and he rolls over, his mind still feeling a little sluggish after a long time of standby.
After a brief wash, he went to the kitchen to make himself some breakfast.
There were too many messy things this week, and he hadn't had time to go to the supermarket to buy a wave, and the refrigerator was still empty.
Fortunately, Granny Xu fed her from time to time, the tomatoes and eggs were fresh, and there was a bag of dried noodles.
Su Chengyi boiled water and prepared to cook a tomato and egg noodles for himself.
Eating alone is not so particular, he didn't fry a cheek first, and prepared to cook it directly in a pot to make do with it.
After the water boils, pour a bowl first, put the red tomatoes into the water and soak them slightly, and after boiling water, the tomato skin can be easily peeled off.
This is a tomato grown by Granny Xu herself, which is juicy and looks very sweet and sour.
Throw the noodles into the water, and when they are slightly soft, beat two eggs with one hand and add them, and put in the freshly peeled tomatoes, and flatten them directly with a spatula to form juice.
When it is almost out of the pot, add seasonings to enhance the freshness, and a bowl of fragrant tomato and egg noodles is complete.
Su Chengyi is still quite satisfied with his craftsmanship, after all, it is rare for one person to eat enough food and the whole family is not hungry.
Eating a bowl of hot noodle soup warms the heart and stomach, and the whole person is much more comfortable.
After tidying up the dishes and chopsticks, he cleaned up the house again.
In his previous life, he also cleaned regularly once a week, and Su Chengyi had a bit of an innate habit of cleanliness, so the whole room was always clean and spotless.
Although it is neat, it also lacks a bit of life, and if you only look at the living room, it is almost more like the layout of a hotel.
Su Chengyi's own room still has some miscellaneous items that belong to young people, such as football star posters, anime peripherals, comic books, etc.
And Su Zelang and Yang Liu's room is now more like a utility room, stacked with all the things that are not needed for the time being.
Su Chengyi only skipped that room when he was cleaning.
When they moved, they had already packed up their belongings and took them away.
Even the group photo of the three of them is ready to be allocated according to the quota of one person, and the other party has to be cropped out of the group photo, leaving only the part of himself and Su Chengyi to take away.
At that time, Su Chengyi didn't know the specific reason for their divorce, he was a little dull about the relationship itself, but he vaguely noticed that the relationship between the two was not as good as before.
But they didn't expect the two to skip the tinkering and pulling stage that couples with emotional problems often have, and directly put the divorce agreement in front of Su Chengyi.
Didn't even give him a little buffer time.
"Mom and Dad are getting divorced, are you going to follow Dad or Mom?"
Su Chengyi didn't cry like other children to prevent them from divorcing, he knew that it was not something he could stop.
So calmly accepted the facts, and rejected the invitation of either of them to live together.
When the two of them packed up their things and moved at home, Su Chengyi sat quietly on the sofa, watching the two of them busy, and erased the traces of their life in this home.
It wasn't until they finally began to dismantle the album, and the cover of the album still had the words "Happy Family" written in lace lettering.
When the two were arguing about who should deal with the last group photo, Su Chengyi held the thick album and read it from beginning to end.
Since Su Chengyi was born, every year on his birthday, he will go to the photo studio to take a photo of the three of them.
Su Chengyi has not liked to take pictures since he was a child, he has the same poker face every time, but the two people next to him smile brightly every time.
The young ones look full of love.
When she was young, Yang Liu was a well-known beauty and could dance, and according to her recollections, at that time, the people who pursued her could be lined up in the next city.
It was simply the lard that blinded his heart to believe Su Zelang's sweet words and be with him.
When Su Zelang was young, he was even the lead singer of a rock band, which is completely inconsistent with his current image of a greasy businessman.
But his previous photos were thin and tall, with medium-long hair, and he was indeed a handsome man, and he was also the most popular type in that era.
At that time, rock music was very popular, and Cui Jian, Dou Wei and others were in full swing.
During a performance, Su Zelang was waiting backstage to appear, and it happened that Yang Liu's dance troupe came to an end.
Su Zelang said that there were so many beautiful women in the dance troupe at that time, and they took a fancy to her at a glance, and it was love at first sight, and they felt that she had to do it in this life.
So before going on stage, he took the liberty of stopping Yang Liu and inviting her to come and see his band's performance.
Yang Liu felt that it was quite novel and cola, so he really pulled his sister to stay and watch.
Su Zelang roared a song "No Place for Shame" on stage.
In fact, his singing skills as the lead singer are not very qualified, but fortunately, rock and roll mainly depends on the atmosphere, and the audience listens to it all.
Yang Liu has been a good girl since she was a child, how have she ever seen such a person, and soon fell into blind love despite the opposition of her family.
However, the dramatic opening love between the two of them was gradually smoothed out in the trivial reality after all.
The so-called Lan Yin Fruit is nothing more than that.
It wasn't until they smelled the pungent smell of burnt food and were arguing over the ownership of a photo that Su Zelang and Yang Liu saw the blazing fire.
Su Chengyi squatted on the balcony, the two of them stood in the living room, and the three of them watched the plastic photo album finally turn into a dark cloud of ashes.
On the walls of the balcony, you can still see the traces of the black smoke from that time.
Unconsciously, Su Chengyi stared at the trace again.
Above the gray and black ugly traces, the potted flowers were swaying in the breeze.
After coming back to his senses, he took a glass of water, watered the flowers carefully, picked up his schoolbag and left here.