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But Wen Hao didn't come back all night. Wen Ling was used to it. After running, he bought breakfast outside with Tong Ze, and went to the supermarket to buy vegetables by the way. I bought a catty of fresh shrimp, ribs, lean meat and vegetables. Wen Hao didn't know when he would be back, and Wen Ling didn't bother to prepare his portion. Three dishes and one soup were more than enough for two people.

Tong Ze brought an apron from home, but Wen Ling himself had one, so they both wrapped it up. It was Tong Ze's first time eating at Wen Ling's house, and he thought it was quite fresh. Although the layout of the two houses was the same, but The decorations are not the same, and Wen Ling rarely cooks, and some condiments are not complete, all of which are brought by him.

Looking at the bottles and cans he brought from his home, Tong Ze couldn't help but feel annoyed: "At that time, I should have asked you to cook at my house directly. It was too troublesome to move things around."

Wen Ling stared at Tang Tiaohuo, without turning her head: "Then don't move back, come to my house to eat every day."

"Then the dishes you cook are better than mine?"

He pondered for a while before saying: "It's not as good as it is."

"Isn't that right? Besides, I often eat the meals you cook and don't want to wash the dishes, so you are at a disadvantage?"

Wen Ling snorted softly: "I am willing."

Hearing this, Tong Ze felt itchy in his heart, as if being scratched by a kitten, and then he heard himself say: "So you often come to my house for dinner, and I am also happy."

"Maybe the two of us will become the first pair of friends in history to break up because of who's going to eat." Wen Ling teased.

"It's so easy to break up, we are good friends!" Tong Ze patted the garlic, which surprised Wen Ling.

"Okay, okay, good friend, hurry up and chop the onions."

Tong Ze snorted, and obediently chopped the onions.Wen Ling tasted a little of the soup and felt it was a little bland, so he added a little more salt. When he was about to taste the second sip, the doorbell rang, and he wiped his hands. It must be Wen Hao who came back. Yes, told the people outside not to press it, but the people outside didn't seem to hear it, the doorbell rang again and again, Wen Ling opened the door, it turned out to be an old lady.

Before he could call out his mother, the old lady pushed the door and walked in. Wen Hao followed closely behind. The old lady looked at the house with a cold face, and finally fell on Wen Ling. Wen Ling was about to call her, so she He was stunned by a sudden slap in the face.

He has been away from home for eight years. The last time he came home was when he graduated from university. Unfortunately, he was not very happy at home, and he would even be ridiculed for no reason. Maybe it was like this since he was a child. He is not used to others being nice to him.In high school, it was commonplace for him to kneel and be scolded. At that time, he could only study hard to make his parents happy. After so many years, he still had no progress and could not win the favor of his parents.

"Speak well, why did you hit someone?!" Tong Ze poked his head out from the kitchen and saw this scene, he immediately threw the knife away, ran out of the kitchen and pulled Wen Ling away.

Wen Ling seemed to be immersed in his own world, and it took him a while to recover. He subconsciously raised the corners of his lips, then tugged Tong Ze's hand, and let him go first in a low voice.

"Why are you going! Are you afraid that others will know what you have done?" The old lady shouted angrily, and took two steps forward.She was not born tall, but she forced her son, who was a head taller, to retreat. Her eyes were full of anger, disdain, and contempt, like a sharp knife, directly hitting the depths of his heart.

"What good did I do?" Wen Ling lowered her head, unable to see her expression clearly.He only paused for a long time before asking calmly.

The old lady smiled angrily, pointed at his nose and scolded: "Well, you are shameless, you didn't do anything good? It wasn't you who wanted to steal your brother's money? You were the one who locked your brother out and wouldn't let him go home." Isn't it you? Isn't it you that your younger brother asked him to cook and do housework at such a young age? Do you still have a conscience?" After finishing speaking, she couldn't help but rushed forward to punch and kick Wen Ling, and Wen Ling stood there, not moving. Don't move, let her beat and scold.

Tong Ze was frantic and frightened, and wanted to go up to pull him immediately, but was pushed away by Wen Hao. He said viciously: "If you are sensible, get out, this is our family business, don't worry about it so much."

Tong Ze had never encountered such a thing before, and he became angry immediately. He tore off his apron, rushed up and punched Wen Hao. Tong Ze wanted to beat him a long time ago. He was here for a month. , Wen Ling was tossed and thinned by him, so he used all his strength in this punch. Wen Hao was directly knocked down by his punch.

"My lifeblood!" The old lady turned her head and saw her son being beaten, she screamed, immediately pushed Wen Ling away, turned around and rushed to kneel to help Wen Hao up, tears and snot came out all at once.

"Wen Tianjin, you god damn it. Picking up such a bastard, beating his parents and brothers, is there any reason?" The old lady sat on the ground crying and calling the police, scolding Wen Ling for not going to die.

As soon as these words came out, only the voice of the old lady remained for a while. Wen was so shocked, he growled in disbelief: "Mom, what are you talking about?"

"I'm not talking nonsense. The Wen family bullied me for not being able to have children. I came back with a wild species from outside. Don't think I don't know. I swallowed my anger these years and finally gave birth to you. I didn't expect him to grow up and bully me. If it comes to you, he should be struck by lightning!" The old lady stared at Wen Ling viciously, wishing him to die.

Tong Ze suddenly turned his head and found that Wen Ling was completely stunned. He stood there motionless, as if he had lost his soul.Tong Ze didn't dare to touch him, as if if he touched him lightly, the other's world would collapse.

In fact, Wen Ling had already started to ring in his ears, he couldn't hear anything, he felt dizzy, his chest felt uncomfortable, tears flowed down unconsciously, the more he wanted to bear it, the more he couldn't help it, couldn't stop it Flow, as if the flow can't be finished.

He suddenly remembered that when he was in elementary school, it was snowing heavily outside, but the school was not closed, and the children around him were sent to school by their parents. He also wanted his mother to send him to school, so he kept begging his mother to send him, even for a short distance, but Mom didn't, she took out the ruler from the table, started to spank his buttocks, and drove him to go out, but unfortunately he was wearing too many clothes, spanking his buttocks was useless, so my mother slapped his hands sharply and forced him to go out. His hands were so red and swollen that he finally kicked him out of the house.

Everything in the past was shown in his mind like a revolving lantern, and he desperately wanted to recall some happy things. Thinking of the first time he got a three-good student, the first time he made friends, the first time he fell in love with a girl, etc., he was overwhelmed. Enumeration, in this way his life is not too miserable, but these happy things have nothing to do with his family.He suddenly felt a little cold, and began to resent the damn air-conditioning. He wanted to turn off the air-conditioning, but he couldn't take a step. It was so cold that he couldn't help shivering, and tears were still streaming desperately. Didn't he already guess what there was to cry about? He even dreamed about it in a dream.

Fortunately, he wasn't cold for too long, a warm embrace hugged him, but it was as if he had seen a ghost, his tears fell more fiercely, as if they fell directly drop by drop, all his grievances were in this embrace grow exponentially.He has both parents, but he has never been blessed. He is lonely and can't get what he wants. It is not until today that he gets the embrace he once dreamed of, and the price is to lose his parents and become a completely helpless person. .

Tong Ze only felt that his shoulders were soaked, and his heart felt as if he had been punched hard, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe.Why did all of this happen to Wen Ling, and why did he have to suffer all this pain?He did not forget Wen Ling's pain and helplessness when he was ill.He has always been cautious, resisting the approach of strangers, at a loss in the face of other people's feelings, and always keeps his thoughts in his heart. He is fragile, sensitive, and self-pitying. All his uneasiness actually comes from his unfortunate family.Tong Ze thought that happiness is a very simple thing, do what you want to do, meet the people you want to see, and give up all the troublesome problems that you really don't know, life will not be too difficult after all, But today he understands that if a person is unlucky, happiness becomes something beyond reach. When he is trying his best to get rid of misfortune, how can he have the energy to pursue happiness?

The old lady looked at him coldly, and felt that he was hypocritical: "Don't pretend to be like this, you can do evil things, and you are afraid of people..."

"Stop talking!" Wen Hao interrupted her loudly, "My brother didn't try to steal my money, and he didn't bully me!" After speaking, he burst into tears, and then begged in a low voice: "Mom, let's go, Stop talking, I'll go home with you."

"What can't be said! This bastard is..." Wen Hao immediately covered the old lady's mouth, begging her to stop talking.

Wen Ling wiped away tears: "You let her tell, let her tell how she treated me."

Wen Hao covered her mouth and didn't let go, crying dry, saying sorry over and over again, he really didn't expect things to turn out like this, Wen Ling treated him very well when he was a child, leaving everything for him to eat, causing trouble Even though he was angry and complained to the old lady yesterday, he didn't intend to do that. He just wanted Wen Ling to be taught a lesson, but he didn't expect things to turn out like this.

Wen Ling was already numb, he just felt tired and bored, the reasons he couldn't figure out before, now he all understood, he even pulled out to persuade himself, don't be sad, the old lady is right, who would pick it up? It is human nature to love and care for his child sincerely, but is there something wrong with him?Could it be that he chose to come to this world?What did he do wrong, why should he bear all the pain and injustice, obviously he is the most innocent one.

"Let's go." Wen Ling heard himself say.Whether it's the old lady, Wen Hao, or Tong Ze, he doesn't want to see them all, he doesn't know how to treat himself, he is not his parents' child, he is not Wen Ling, who else can he be?

"Let's go!" Wen Hao dragged the old lady with tears in his eyes, and forced her out of the house. In the room, only Wen Ling and Tong Ze were left.

"You go too." Wen Ling turned her back to him, not daring to turn her head.

Tong Ze wanted to reach out to pull him, but was violently waved away: "You go!" After speaking, he knelt down and covered his face with his hands, but tears snaked down through his fingers.

Where Tong Ze was willing to go, he knelt down on one knee and hugged Wen Ling firmly in his arms. Wen Ling struggled hard, but Tong Ze held his hand tightly but did not move at all. Wen Ling finally changed from whimpering at the beginning to Howling.He felt heartbroken, obviously he had done nothing, but was born to be hated and despised by others, and he also felt aggrieved, why he could not get what he wanted after working so hard, and was even completely destroyed by ruthlessness.

"If you cry again, the house will be flooded by you." Tong Ze held his face and wiped his tears pitifully.

Wen Ling smiled through tears, tears and snot all over him.

"Oops, our soup!" Tong Ze stood up and ran to the kitchen to turn off the gas. The soup had already boiled dry and the bottom of the pot was blackened.

"What should I do?" Tong Ze spread his hands, Wen Ling washed his face and said sadly: "Forget it, I can't eat anyway."

"What happened today..."

"I'm absolutely tight-lipped about what happened today!"

Wen Ling forced a smile: "It doesn't matter whether you keep it or not. Anyway, no one knows me, let alone care about my affairs. I just want to thank you."

"Let me show you a joke today. In fact, it's pretty good. Anyway, they never cared about me. It doesn't matter to me whether I have parents or not." He paused, then continued, "I'm used to it."

Tong Ze was moved, and his heart was twisted again: "Your life is still very long, and you will have many friends, at least you still have me, right? We are good friends."

Wen Ling raised his head and blinked hard, hoping to hold back his tears. He took a deep breath, and the tears still flowed disobediently. He pulled himself together and grinned: "Yes, my life is still very long, and I will definitely get better and better. OK."

But he may no longer have friends. Whether it is friendship or family affection, they are all illusory things. No matter whether they have been obtained or not, they will eventually be lost. As Tong Ze said, life is very long.But the essence of human beings is loneliness, no one will be with you all the time, it is better to never start than to say goodbye in the future.

"Tong Ze, thank you very much." He was so kind, so good that Wen Ling couldn't resist, but he couldn't help but be attracted to him. It turns out that it is human instinct to seek warmth. His enthusiasm, sunshine and carefree , are things that Wen Ling couldn't ask for, but the closer he got, the more he felt the gap between himself. When he was together, he could be infected, but when he was separated, he felt that he was out of reach. The two of them were not from the same world after all.

From his eyes, Wen Ling can see his naked/naked self, all the past, the pain he has suffered, those things he tried to hide, and those he didn't want to mention, are clearly exposed to the sun inside and out. , This made it hard for him to accept, he couldn't accept Tong Ze's pity, his penetrating gaze, like a whip, pierced Wen Ling's self-esteem over and over again, his sensitive and self-pitying heart was brought to the extreme at this moment.

"You don't need to thank me, I didn't do anything." Tong Ze felt helpless for his powerlessness.

"No, you've done a lot." He didn't need help, he was grateful to have company.

"But I'm really tired now, can you please let me rest alone for a while." Wen Ling sat at the dining table, as if she had exhausted all her energy.

Tong Ze knew that there was nothing he could do if he stayed. Looking at his gloomy eyes, Tong Ze stroked the top of his hair, then forced a smile and said, "Come to me if you have anything to do, I'm always at home."

Wen Ling didn't respond, just lowered his head in a daze silently, and then heard the sound of the door opening and closing, leaving him alone in the room.He propped up his tired body and looked around the whole house. The kitchen was a mess, the chives were cut in half, and you could smell the burnt meat when you walked in. footprint.

Wen Ling poured out the burnt things and started tidying up the kitchen, throwing away all the half-cut dishes, putting the untouched dishes in the refrigerator, washing the dishes, cleaning the countertop, picking up the apron that Tong Ze had lost on the ground, The dark blue apron was printed with a bear pattern, and Wen Ling folded it carefully, putting all the things he brought together.Then there was cleaning the table and mopping the floor. He was very careful and conscientious, not letting go of any corner of the room, as if erasing some traces could change some facts that had happened.

The last is to take a bath.From the beginning to the end, washing off the dust on the body is like getting rid of the painful past, and showering with hot water is like getting a new life.He wiped off the mist on the mirror, stared at the familiar yet unfamiliar self in the mirror, Wen Ling thought, it's time, it's time to start again.