Silently far away?the past

The next day, at dawn, Yun Mo woke up from his sleep and sat up all of a sudden, only to fall back when a whole area hurt.

"It's so early, sleep a little longer." Bai Xinyuan opened one eye, mumbled, and rubbed his arms around Yun Mo's waist and continued to sleep.

"I sneaked out. If I go back late, my parents will definitely look for me. I'll go back and tell my parents before I come back!" Yun Mo carefully removed Bai Xinyuan's hand, got up and got dressed.

Bai Xinyuan also sat up, rubbed his sleepy eyes and said, "I'll take you back."

"No, just sleep a little longer, and I'll go back by myself." Yun Mo looked at Bai Xinyuan's troubled face with distress.

"Wait for me." Bai Xinyuan pulled Yun Mo's hand and kissed it.

Bai Xinyuan was more stubborn than Bai Xinyuan, and in the end it was Bai Xinyuan who carried Yunmo back. The outside was a vast expanse of whiteness. It snowed last night, and there were not many traces yet.

When we arrived downstairs at Yunmo's house, there were few people around, and Juminglou was still silent at the moment, even the old people who got up early hadn't come out for activities. This kind of morning always makes people want to do something bold.

"Yun Mo." Bai Xinyuan called Yun Mo to stop, and kissed Yun Mo's slightly bright lips with one foot on the ground, and it fell apart immediately: "Go, I'll wait for you to cook me lunch!"

Yun Mo stood downstairs in a daze, watching Bai Xinyuan disappear into the corner of the alley, touching his lips, he was foolishly happy.It's just that he didn't see it. Upstairs, at the window of his house, Father Yun's face was reflected, with blue veins looming on his forehead.

Yun Mo went upstairs and took out the key to open the door, but the door opened by itself. Behind the door was Father Yun's almost black face, with blue veins on his forehead.

Yun Mo thought something was wrong, but before he had time to react, he was dragged in by Father Yun.

"What's going on with you and Bai Xinyuan!" Father Yun clenched his fists and asked suppressing his anger.

"I like him." Yun Mo knew that Father Yun had seen the scene just now, and admitted with a stiff neck.

"You!" Father Yun picked up the ashtray at hand and threw it at Yun Mo.

Yun Mo raised his hand, and the doctor's glass ashtray slammed on his hand with a muffled sound, and finally fell to the ground and shattered.

"What's the matter, what's the matter?" The pregnant mother came out from the master bedroom with a layer of clothes on, and saw Yun Mo covering her hands, lowering her head, and the broken ashtray on the ground.

"Baby's father, what are you doing?" The pregnant mother turned to ask Father Yun.

"Ask him!" Father Yun said through gritted teeth.

"Mo Mo, what did you do to make your father so angry?" The pregnant mother asked Yun Mo's hand distressedly.

"Mom, I..." Yun Mo choked up, took Yun's mother's hand, took a deep breath and said, "Mom, I like boys."

The pregnant mother opened her eyes wide and asked, "Momo, what did you just say?"

"Mom, I like boys, I've known since junior high school..." Yun Mo lowered his eyes and said in a low voice.

Mother Yun broke away from Yun Mo's hand, took two steps back, and staggered to support the wall.

"Mom..." Yun Mo took two steps forward to support Mother Yun, but Mother Yun dodged her, so she could only helplessly stretch out her hand.

"You are immoral, it's fine if you like boys, why are you hurting a good boy!" Father Yun felt that it was his son who hurt a student with good grades.

"Dad..." Yun Mo wanted to refute, but he just called out sadly.

"Go, go and tell them clearly now, no matter what happens to you in the future, you can't harm their children!" Father Yun pointed to the door and drove Yun Mo out.

"Dad, we both like each other!" Yun Mo argued weakly.

"You!" Father Yun picked up the stool next to him and was about to fall over, but Mother Yun grabbed him.

"Since you said that he likes you, well, let him say it. As long as he says it today, I don't care about the two of you!" Father Yun said bitterly.

Yun Mo looked up at Papa Yun, pursed his lips, and walked out the door with his hands covered.

This time the left hand was the dominant injury, and the old injury added a new one, and the pain became more and more severe. The rut marks of the bicycle were still there, but I no longer had the charming mood just now. The whiteness made people's eyes swell and hurt, and they couldn't see the road clearly. Just like this, he fell straight into the snow with his left leg and right leg, and his face was cold and prickly.

Yun Mo buried his face in the snow, hoping that this would freeze his tears, but to no avail, the tears continued to flow, and the melted snow mixed with the mud turned a messy khaki.

It was already broad daylight when we reached the gate of Bai Xinyuan's house, and there were people coming and going on the road, and from time to time some people would turn their heads to see Yun Mo's distressed appearance.

The doorbell rang, and then rang again. I don't know how long it took to go back and forth like this, but the clothes on Yun Mo's body were already soaked in snow water, and the muddy water on his face was dried by the wind. the pain.

"Young man, who are you looking for?" A plainly dressed aunt approached and asked with concern.

"I'm looking for it, Bai Xinyuan." Yun Mo said in a hoarse voice.

"Oh, young master, what do you want to do with young master? He went out to play with young master Meng early this morning." The aunt took out the key and opened the door, then turned around and asked Yun Mo, "Would you like to come in and sit for a while?"

"No, thank you." Yun Mo turned around, and couldn't hold back the tears at that moment, accompanied by lumps of dirt on his face.

Yun Mo walked in a daze, he didn't know what to do next, was it broken like his father said?Yun Mo felt a little reconciled, after all, he suddenly saw love the night before, where can he go now?go home?go home.Yun Mo staggered back.

When he got downstairs, Yun Mo raised his head and looked at the still silent building. The residents in this building were basically from the countryside. They had all gone home for the New Year at this time, and there were almost no one left.

When I got home, the door was open, and I walked over staggeringly. Mother Yun sat on the edge of the table and looked at the door frequently.

"Dad, Mom." Yun Mo opened his mouth and shouted hoarsely.

"Mo Mo, what are you doing? Where is that child..." Seeing Yun Mo's mess, Mother Yun got up and wanted to pull him in, but Father Yun held him back.

"Hmph, where's the person!" Father Yun pulled Mother Yun and asked sharply.

"He, he's not at home." Yun Mo said weakly, what a pale and unreliable reason.

"I'll ask you again, do you know the difference or not!" Father Yun asked through gritted teeth.

"No." Yun Mo lowered his head and whispered.

"You!" Father Yun picked up the stool and fell directly over it. Mother Yun didn't even have time to stop it. It was Yun Moben who was standing by the door and shrank unconsciously. The stool rubbed against his thigh and landed on the aisle outside. , shattered with a bang.

"His father, what are you doing? Are you trying to kill the child!" Yun's mother took Yun's father's hand and wanted to copy the chair.

"Mo Mo, what are you still standing there for? Your father is furious, so hurry up and leave!" Yun's mother shouted at Yun Mo with tears all over her face.

Yun Mo raised his head, with tears on his face, looked at Mother Yun and Father Yun, opened his mouth, finally wiped away his tears, turned and ran out.

The wind outside seeped in through the dried coat, and it was icy cold, Yun Mo walked forward tremblingly with his elbows in his arms, his eyes were blank and pale.

I don't know how long I walked, staggering, staggering, as if I couldn't hold on any longer, there would be occasional passers-by who would offer condolences, but Yun Mo just walked forward in a daze, lost and lost, and didn't know where to go.