Encounter

Only him.

When Xia Yuming woke up, Shen Mo was not there, the sky outside was already dark, looking out from the window, there was yellow and white artificial light shining on a dark curtain.

The air conditioner in the room was on, whirring to blow out heat, and I reached out to turn on the lamp by the bed, and the room was filled with light all of a sudden.

Xia Yuming thought, now, from the outside, his room should be the same as the thousands of other rooms inhabited by other people, no different.

The fever has subsided, but the head still hurts, the throat seems to be on fire, and the stomach is growling.

Thinking of those three-point nonsense and seven-point anger when he had a fever, Xia Yuming felt ashamed instantly, but in just a moment, this shame was replaced by joy - he had never been so presumptuous.What does it matter?It's all over now, and it doesn't matter anymore.

Pick up the remote control placed by the bed and turn off the air conditioner. My parents have already left, and my financial resources have been cut in half. I can't afford to turn on the air conditioner.

He cleared his throat and found that there was a glass of water in his hand. He didn't know when it was put there. He picked it up without thinking, and unexpectedly found that the water was warm.

After drinking it in one gulp, he lay back down again.

Xia Yuming lay there lazily, not cooking, just staring at the stains on the ceiling, he used to suppress his emotions in this way.Now I can release my emotions at will, but this habit cannot be changed.

He was lazy and didn't move for more than ten minutes. Finally, he couldn't resist the hunger in his belly, so he got up, put on some clothes and went out, intending to cook something for himself.

As soon as the door was opened, a smell of food mixed with the coldness in the air entered the nostrils.

Someone is burning something in the kitchen.

Xia Yuming's heart moved, and some delusional thoughts slowly arose.

Could it be his parents, could it be just a misunderstanding.

He was both afraid and looking forward to it, like a child who was not sure about the test scores to pick up the report card, trying to take a step but couldn't take a step, feeling very conflicted, struggling on the spot for about two or three minutes before forcing himself into the kitchen.

The moment of entering the kitchen, the ridiculously unrealistic expectations were shattered.

In the kitchen was the monster who suddenly cared about him for some unknown reason. The monster was wrapped in a thick down jacket, with one hand tucked into the sleeve in fear of the cold, and the other hand carefully took the rag beside it. Place on casserole lid.

Xia Yuming opened his mouth, the burning pain in his throat seemed to rise again, the pain makes people so fragile.

"Are you up?" Shen Mo turned his head when he heard the movement behind him, the lid of the casserole was opened, and the rising mist in the pot was gurgling and boiling, drowning his pretty eyes, "I left water for you by the bed, drink it Yet?"

Xia Yuming hummed and raised the cup in his hand, "My throat feels uncomfortable, I want to drink more."

"Go to sleep, I'll pour it for you." Shen Mo took the cup in his hand.

Xia Yuming nodded to say thank you, suddenly felt aggrieved.

He used to want to be taken care of when he was sick many times, especially when he was young, but now that his dream has come true, he feels uncomfortable.

He didn't know why Shen Mo did this, and he didn't want to ask, he just felt tired.

Before he knew the truth, he guessed and guessed, and was anxious and anxious every day. Now that he knew the truth, he even breathed a sigh of relief.

It's like a person who walks on the edge of a cliff all day long, looking at the bottomless abyss with trepidation, and only wants to stay in a safe place for a while, but in fact, it's just the same thing when he falls.

He turned back to the room and continued to lie down and look at the ceiling, while still looking at his phone with a little expectation.

Opened WeChat, his father replied him.

His dad asked him what justice is.

Xia Yuming's heart skipped a beat, he had a vague premonition of his father's next words, and he didn't reply.

Justice is the interests of the majority.Xia Yuming looked at the green dialog box that popped up on the screen, and his father told him coldly in words.They are just, and they have a clear conscience, not to mention they gave birth to him and raised him for so many years.

He is suffering, and they are also suffering, but there are hundreds of children from the Bian family, not counting their offspring, and there is nothing they can do about it.This is the so-called extermination of relatives by righteousness. In front of righteousness, personal petty love is not worth mentioning.

Xia Qingguo didn't say much about the reason, but Xia Yuming understood it.

It was the will of the entire Bian family to kill him.

The stranger who came downstairs to his bedroom wasn't lying to him.

The death of one person in exchange for the interests of the entire family is a good deal.

He couldn't refute or even agree with such logic. After all, he was the child they taught.

Knowing and understanding is one thing, but doing it is another.Some things are nice to say, but it's not that simple when it's my turn.

Did he do something wrong?Why is it him, and why must it be him?

Xia Yuming threw the phone on the ground and wrapped himself tightly in the quilt. The world was full of people, and he was the only one with nowhere to go.

When Shen Mo came in, he picked up the phone for him, and put the phone and hot water on the cabinet next to his bed.

"Why did you turn off the air conditioner?" Shen Mo picked up the air conditioner switch and wanted to turn it on, but stopped before pressing it to ask Xia Yuming.

"After I went to college, I earned my own living expenses every semester. My parents didn't give me money, but they would help me pay for the utility bills here, as well as the annual tuition fees. Now they're gone , I have to pay for these myself, I don’t have that much money.” After a pause, Xia Yuming’s eyes were wet, he felt that everything was quite boring, not interesting at all.

"I like to be alone. I used to reserve a room for my parents, but I didn't dare to go in. Now there is no need. There is a big bed there, can you sleep there? Shen Mo."

Shen Mo was silent for a while, didn't say anything, just nodded quietly, then stepped forward and sat on the edge of Xia Yuming's bed, "Is there anything else you want to tell me?"

Xia Yuming felt that the world in front of him was hazy, and only after blinking did he realize that his eyes were wet.He chuckled lightly, and met Shen Mo's eyes, there was a trace of tenderness in those beautiful eyes.

Xia Yuming wiped his eyes, he couldn't stand other people's kindness, not at all.

"Actually, I know what I am." He licked his lips, his throat seemed to be hurting more and more, he thought that he would not live long, and it didn't matter, "Weakness, incompetence, I was never what they wanted Children, my parents often say, you know how not to correct? But I just can't, no matter how hard I try, I can't meet the standard of not annoying them.

For people like me, to live is to live.I always rely on their reluctance, and it's really too much to push them.

To them, I'm worthless. I tried my best to become less tasteless, but it didn't work at all.Fortunately, with this opportunity, they can throw away this tasteless rib.

Shen Mo, to be honest, I am happy for them. "

Shen Mo sat by the bed and listened to him quietly. Xia Yuming suddenly felt so ugly when he saw Shen Mo's gentle face. Also wanting to have ditches in my boobs. I was just holding on, I was always scared, I always knew I couldn't do it, but I couldn't help it, I didn't know what to do."

"Shen Mo, I..."

He wanted to say that I was sad, but the words stuck in his throat and he couldn't say them any more.He is not used to or even ashamed of pouring out his emotions, the education he received from a young age never allowed him to do that.

Just now, it was already the limit.

Shen Mo didn't ask him any more, but patted his head gently, he felt very comfortable, "I want to sleep with you, it's not negotiable, I'm cooking porridge, I'll bring it to you later Eat, don't think my porridge tastes bad."

"Thank you."

Even if it is fake, even if it is used, thank you.

Xia Yuming took the cup and drank the water in it, then shrank into the bed.

That night, there was an extra 10 yuan in his bank card, which was called by his parents.After receiving the money, Xia Yuming turned on the air conditioner for Shen Mo.

It was already noon when he woke up the next day, Shen Mo didn't know what to do in the morning, so he left early in the morning.Xia Yuming got dressed and turned off the air conditioner by himself, instead of going to the class that he was supposed to attend today.

I don't even know how many days are left, what classes to take, and what future to think about.

People need to work hard to do something, but what to give up is actually so simple.

Xia Yuming walked to the refrigerator and opened the refrigerator door, took a look at the ingredients inside and suddenly became lazy, took out his phone and ordered takeaway.

He never ate much takeaway because it was unhealthy, his parents didn't appreciate it, and now he doesn't want to take care of himself.

He ordered two servings of fried rice, and he planned to use it for lunch and dinner today.

Not only that, he also used his mobile phone to buy a bunch of junk food on the supermarket's software and delivered it to his home.

Eat and wait to die.

Xia Yuming just ate and stuffed himself at home for two days, didn't even want to come out of the room, hid in the room alone, eating potato chips and coke, he had never been so depraved before.

On the third day, he, who always ate a healthy and light diet, had diarrhea because of eating too much greasy food.

He had to go in once or twice to get something to eat, and in the end Xia Yuming had to move his base from the room to the living room, so that it would be easier to go to the toilet.

Xia Yuming, who hadn't stopped pulling for a whole day, didn't dare to eat anymore, and collapsed on the sofa with his clothes in his arms, feeling lazy.After lying down for a while, I heard the sound of high heels outside.

There are two families on this floor, one is him, and the other is the door opposite him, but the door opposite him is dead, so who is the one outside now?

Xia Yuming subconsciously checked whether the pubic bone given to him by his mother was still hanging on his neck, touched it to make sure there was nothing there, got up with a sigh of relief, walked to the door, and looked through the cat's eye.

This time he didn't see anything out of the ordinary, only the back of a tall woman in a skirt.

With a click, the opposite door opened. The woman opened the door and threw off her high heels eagerly, as if she was extremely tired.

Xia Yuming saw that he had lost interest in the other person, and was about to stand up when he saw the woman opposite turned her face and looked straight at him from the cat's eyes.

The "woman" had regular brown curly hair, pink lipstick on her mouth, and black eyes.But even so, Xia Yuming still recognized this familiar face from under the heavy makeup.

The new resident who moved in across the street was none other than his roommate Wang Xian.

It's true that Wang Xian is a gay, but unlike the gays in people's stereotypes, Wang Xian himself is very traditional and even straight. He hates sissy men the most, and he would never dress up like that.

Xia Yuming felt unwell for no reason, and just as he stood up, he was startled by a sudden "bang" sound from behind.

Turning his head, the water glass placed in the center of the table somehow fell to the ground, broke into two pieces, and the water inside flowed all over the floor.

Without that yin bone, Xia Yuming could no longer see anything, but he still had an intuition that there was something in this room.

This feeling that lasted for five seconds suddenly disappeared, as if he was overwhelmed.

Xia Yuming swallowed, picked up the broom and swept the debris off the ground.

In the entire empty house, there was only the sound of glass colliding, and a few jingling sounds, making the house very quiet.He took out his mobile phone in some annoyance, turned on the music, and the loud sound suddenly sounded, adding a bit of excitement to the whole room, as if it was a little more popular.