famine

When Jiang Xuan entered the dormitory, there was no one there. Wang Peng sent him a message before going to the Internet cafe to play games. It was normal not to be there, but Xu Fei and Chen Zhengyu have always been inseparable. It's closing time, where can they go?

Jiang Xuan stood at the door of the dormitory in a daze for a long while, wondering where they had gone or just in a daze, holding the key that had just been pulled from the door in his hand. I don't know how long it has passed.

He lowered his head and opened his palms to look, and there happened to be a red seal that was exactly the same shape as a key. Unlike Wang Peng, his palms were always white and bloodless, and when they were compared together, it looked like red beans and rice.Now the red seal is lying on his hand, looking particularly abrupt.

The dormitory was very empty. After waking up, all the curtains on the four beds were opened. As soon as Jiang Xuan entered the dormitory, he glanced at Xu Fei and Chen Zhengyu's bed, and the result was clear at a glance.

What did you do?Jiang thrush murmured.

After being stunned for a while, he leaned back, pushed the dormitory door against his back, and made a click.

This time, even the occasional movement in the corridor was gone.

Chen Zhengyu opened the window before going to class in the morning. The dormitory does not smell like the instant noodles he ate yesterday. The blue curtains fluttered with the wind blowing in from the window. Half of the curtains have been blown out and put on the window sill, leaving them in the room The part of the window was blown up by the wind, and no one would be able to notice it if they were squatting on the window sill at this time.

Jiang Xuan frowned, walked over and pulled the curtain in, and closed the window.

After doing all this, the dormitory is a completely enclosed space.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Jiang Xuan stood alone in the dormitory for a while, always feeling tight in the chest and out of breath.

Even though the air in the room was good and the sunlight was abundant, he suddenly felt a big stone pressing on his chest, a cold hand clenched his heart tightly, and both sides exerted force at the same time, and his whole body was about to explode.

"Huh...huh..." After a while, Jiang Xuan began to breathe heavily.

He could hardly stand still, and he staggered back step by step, bumping into the wooden frame of his own bed before barely stopping.The beautiful fingers clutched the fabric on the chest, so tight that the fingertips turned white, the strength seemed to break the nails, but they were still tightening, tightening...

It's a near-death experience.

It seemed like a century had passed before Jiang Xuan's breathing began to improve, his rough panting gradually became quieter, and his hands on his chest were slowly loosened, and he lost all strength and slid down the wooden frame.

When he was sitting on the ground, the coolness of the floor spread to his body, causing him to shiver suddenly. The other hand holding the wooden frame was tightened suddenly, and the nails were firmly digging on the wood, making a teeth-stinging creaking sound. .

The ground is dirty, the school uniform is newly changed, it is worth getting up...

stand up...

stand up! !

The people on the ground supported the wooden frame and stood up suddenly, very fast, as if the sore and limp body before was an illusion, and the sudden powerlessness was also an illusion.

The wooden frame is actually a ladder for the upper bunk, with wide wooden strips on which Wang Peng bought foot pads, a bit like foam glue pasted on the wall, which is soft to step on, neither cold nor painful.

Jiang Xuan leaned against the wooden frame and slowed down for 2 minutes. His feet bumped against each other and he took off his shoes. Lay on the pillow with the comforter at chest level.

Jiang Xuan didn't sleep, he just lay flat and stared at the ceiling in a daze, without saying a word, without blinking his eyes.

The attached high school stipulates that the dormitory cannot hang bed curtains. There are three reasons: fear of hiding people from other schools, fear of a fire that will burn faster, and fear of people inside dying and no one will know.

I don’t know about the other dormitories, but Jiang Xuan and his dormitory never listen to the school’s nagging. The first person to hang the bed curtain is Jiang Xuan himself. It is said that girls prefer to hang this kind of thing. It seems that a big man hangs this kind of thing. She is sissy, and in Xu Fei's words, "What's the matter, why don't you let me see it? You don't have me? What's the hypocrisy?", but seeing Jiang Xuan hanging the bed curtain for a week, every day he went to bed and put himself Inside the gate, Xu Fei opened his mouth, thinking that this is watching a movie behind our backs, it's very good, I'll hang one too.

Then it was very inexplicable, and finally developed into 201 people with one person. At night, the curtain is drawn, doing whatever you like, watching movies, playing handguns, shooting games, no one can control it.

In fact, Jiang Xuan didn't hang the bed curtains for the sake of being pornographic, but to feel clean and at ease.

and safety.

His curtains are light blue, the fabric is very thin, it does not block light, and there is no top. When one side is a wall, there are only two pieces of cloth hanging around the three sides of the bed. Open, very convenient.

Jiang Xuan is particularly dependent on the bed curtain, or in other words, on the small space that belongs to him alone. It is such a small space a few meters square that everything he wants to see is clear at a glance. The things I am familiar with, everything is placed according to my own ideas, and it looks very solid when I look at it.

But he never readily admits his insecurities—and no one knows anyway.

He is like a hamster, huddling in a small place every day, staring at a certain place with his bright eyes without blinking, his cheeks are full of saved food, he does not need other people's attention and concern, as long as someone can throw a piece Curious eyes will be scared away by his cold eyes.

Jiang Xuan slid into the quilt, and the quilt was pushed up to his chin, and he gently rubbed against it.

Today...I went home and saw my mother.

Taking out the key that had been stuffed at the bottom of the schoolbag because it had not been used for a long time, Jiang Xuan stood at the door for a while, not knowing what to think, before inserting the key into the keyhole with a blank expression after a long time, everything seemed to be played back in slow motion , the silver-white key turns the lock hole, and after one turn, another half turn will open the door.

But with such a simple action, Jiang Xuan held the key and turned it while staring blankly, and it took 3 minutes.

When he opened the door and entered, he just showed his head from behind the door, and before he could fully see the scene in the room, a black shadow flew towards him.

Jiang Xuan's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously hid to the side, closing his eyes, thinking that he couldn't hide, but in the end he didn't feel the pain of the unknown object that was as big as a fist hitting his forehead.

The thing hit the door frame next to Jiang Xuan's ear, and fell on the tiles. There were two loud bangs. Before Jiang Xuan opened his eyes, he heard the sound of the tiles under his feet breaking.

The bright white tiles were cracked in all directions, and in the center of the crack was an inkstone with many wear marks.

Dad's inkstone.

Jiang Xuan wanted to bend down to pick it up, but before he could move, a harsh female voice came to his ears: "Trash! I've been waiting for you for three hours!! You still know how to go home?! Why don't you die outside?!"

Mom stood beside the TV cabinet, half of the glass of water in her hand spilled on her body, her exposed arm was burned red by the hot water inside, and the other hand was hanging by her side, Holding on to the dress tightly.

It is estimated that before she opened the door, her mother was getting hot water by the water dispenser. After hearing the sound, she immediately realized that it was him, and threw the ornaments on the TV cabinet over.

Jiang Xuan lowered his eyes, pursed his lips and bent down, picked up the inkstone, his movements were very smooth.

Then he moved closer to the furious mother, put the inkstone back and put it in order.

"I said it took me three hours to come back."

When approaching his mother, Jiang Xuan could smell the sweet scent of shower gel on her body. It has been more than ten years, and his mother has never changed the shower gel.

When my mother heard his dry words without emotion, her beautiful eyes immediately widened, and she suddenly turned her head to look at Jiang Xuan who was close at hand. They all became a little strange, "When did I promise you three hours? Your mother is going to die and you have to hold your breath and wait for you, a dutiful son, to come back in three hours?! Family love can't compare to your stupid study? Wait someday I will The first one to die will take you away! I am really, how did I give birth to such a useless thing like you!"

Jiang Xuan lifted his breath, and just about to open his mouth to refute, his mother glanced at the door, and suddenly her whole body shook, and the next moment, her well-maintained hand grabbed his arm, and the manicure that was attached to the nail was firmly poking his skin , my mother's voice suddenly became very soft, trembling: "...where is your father? Where is Jiang Jianguo?! Where did Jiang Jianguo go?! I asked you to bring him along!!"

"Jiang Jianguo didn't come, so I can't bring him here." As if afraid that she wouldn't understand, Jiang Xuan said with a serious face.

Mom answered quickly, her voice still shrill: "Then what are you doing here?! I don't want to see you!"

Jiang Xuan stared at her, thinking that if you forced me to come here, would it make my mother even more crazy.

The words came to his lips, he raised his eyes, and the first glance he gave his mother after entering the house, he naturally saw the distorted face of his mother, his mother and aunt were twins, fraternal, It doesn't look like much, but if you look closely, the eyes and nose have the shadow of each other.

A pair of sisters.

Thinking of my aunt's unreasonable smile every day, Jiang Xuan suddenly felt very boring.

Very boring.

"I'm going right away," he said.

Mom took a deep breath, "Get out! Get out! It's better to die outside! Don't dirty my house!"

"Don't be an old man," Jiang Xuan frowned, turned around and was about to go out, "Call me if you have something to do, but I repeat, I can't come to school, this is the last time."

The woman behind her stood silently, trembling all over, and clenched her fists tightly.

When Jiang Xuan turned around, his eyes just fell on the coffee table. He didn't notice it just now, but now he saw that it was full of delicious food, his eyes dimmed, and the next moment he retracted his gaze and walked out.

Unexpectedly, his mother ran over like a gust of wind at this time, and stumbled to his side. Jiang Xuan looked back and found that his mother was about to pull his arm, but she withdrew her hand in panic and grabbed his clothes instead. Corner, the movement became cautious.

Tears were streaming down her face when she looked up, and her face was still full of sadness and pain like a girl, "Little thrush, little thrush, can you bring your dad to see me? Mom misses him, so please bring him to see me!" Or you can tell him to let him come and see me, okay? Mom begs you."

Jiang Xuan's eyes trembled violently, the hand hanging by his side was clenched tightly, and his whole body was stretched into a line.

"He won't come to see you," Jiang Xuan gritted his teeth after a long time, "If he comes to see you...can you raise him?"

Speaking of this, he seemed to have gained strength, suddenly curled the corners of his mouth, smiled strangely, and opened his mouth, "Or, why don't you go see him?"

"..." The tearful woman suddenly stopped.

The grief on his face was like a layer of fake skin, and cracks appeared the next moment.

Jiang Xuan sneered twice, and walked out the door.

When he slammed the door again, he took out the key, hesitated for a while, and didn't lock the door.

But he knew very well that even if he didn't lock the door, his mother would never go out or take a step out of this room when she knew the door was open.

There was a loud noise in the room, followed by the sound of pots and pans falling to the ground and shattering. Two seconds later, the woman began to scream heart-piercingly.

By coincidence, Jiang Tuben had already reached the elevator entrance and turned back.

The door was not locked just now, but now it was easily pushed open. He looked in through the crack of the door and found that the floor of the living room was in a mess.

My mother was squatting in the living room, with her head in her hands, and her back to Jiang Xuan. She turned the coffee table over on the ground with her own strength. Her body, the sofa, and the TV were all covered with food soup.

And the thick glass on the coffee table also had a crack in the middle.

When Jiang Xuan fled, the woman's screams continued, and she was in a panic.

Escaping from his mother's house, Jiang Xuan did not expect to bump into Cheng Hong.

Therefore, he knew that this person was not called Cheng Da.

After lying in this position for a long time, his back hurt a little, so he propped himself on the bed and turned over.

I was so tired just now that I didn't take off my school uniform, and went directly into the bed with my clothes on. Thinking that I was still sitting on the ground for a while, Jiang Xuan had the idea of ​​throwing the bed sheet and quilt cover into the trash can immediately.

However, this idea only appeared for a second before it was packed and thrown into the trash can by Jiang Xuan.

Cheng Hong's appearance when he was speaking suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

He asked him why he was a "thrush", and he didn't perfuse him, that's what he meant.

I don't want to mention it at all.

But he is very interested in Cheng Lang's name, which is a kind of curiosity derived from "envy".

Do other people's names come from their parents with great care?What does it mean?Is there an interesting explanation?

Jiang Xuan thought that other than his own parents, other people's parents should be the same as aunt and uncle.

Kindness, tenderness, tenderness.

Other people's families should be happy too.

Although Wang Peng, Xu Fei, and Chen Zhengyu often complained in the dormitory that their parents were annoying, that the general manager was in charge of the east and the west, that they would stop living expenses if they disagreed, and that the network cable had been unplugged many times, Jiang Xuan would be attracted every time he heard it, and wanted to hear more about it. What other people's families are like.

Xiao Mantou's family is very happy, which is why Jiang Xuan refused his aunt to come to eat at home many times.

I always feel that it is inappropriate to go to my aunt's house, and I am afraid that I will disturb them.

I am such a... a useless and worthless person, I will always ask for advice wherever I go, so don't cause trouble for my aunt's house.

This is a careful and vigilant thought, which can only be thought in the heart, and no one can see it on the surface.

And Cheng Lang.

He always gives people a quiet and steady feeling, and his temperament is like an elegant person with extremely elegant gestures. I don't know what kind of family can raise such a child.

In Jiang Xuan's view, this person is quite honorable.

We are completely in two worlds with him, destined to have no intersection.

In the spacious and quiet space of Cayenne, Jiang Xuan peeked at Cheng Hong several times, and he didn't know what he was looking at. People are the same, with eyes, nose, mouth, ears and chin, nothing out of the ordinary.

But Jiang Xuan turned his head back frequently, or moved his eyes, but no matter what, he would eventually look at Cheng Lang, very curious.

The man is in a good mood.

This guy looks solid.

The man seemed untroubled, always calm and composed.

Has this person always been like this?

It's always been like this...is it normal?

Tired of lying on the side, Jiang Xuan baked pancakes on the bed for a while. At some point, a shadow fell outside, and no one came back from the dormitory. Jiang Xuan fell asleep in the darkness and ups and downs.