famine

When Jiang Xuan opened the door, he immediately noticed that the atmosphere in the living room was very strange.

This kind of weirdness is not the rejection from his mother that he can easily feel every time he comes back, nor is it the incompatibility he feels from the bottom of his heart, but discomfort and resistance in another sense.

After realizing that there was an outsider at home, Jiang Xuan's expression suddenly changed, his whole body cooled down sharply, and he suddenly looked up.

With just one glance, he met Jiang Yifei who was standing by the tea table and heard the reputation.

"..."

Jiang Xuan glanced at her, then looked at the pale mother who was sitting on the sofa, and realized that he seemed to have glimpsed what happened.

"What are you doing here?" Jiang Xuan looked coldly at Jiang Yifei, who had been staring at him contemptuously with his arms folded.

In fact, what he wanted to know more was how she got here.

"This is my house, can't I come?"

Jiang Yifei was as domineering as ever, but for some reason she looked haggard today. Although she was not as good as the woman sitting on the sofa who seemed to be able to take her last breath at any time, she felt as if she had shrunk and shriveled, her face was not melted. She wears heavy makeup, so she can see her poor skin texture and the two dark circles under her eyes.

Jiang Xuan didn't gloat, even in his eyes, Jiang Yifei was no different from an item, and he didn't need to treat it carefully.

He frowned, and didn't bother to pester her anymore. Yesterday, the third year of high school just started, and he still had a lot of things to do, so he drove her away impatiently: "I don't care what you have, don't come here and go crazy. Now, immediately, leave."

While talking, he thought in his heart, luckily only one person came, fortunately the person who came was Jiang Yifei, a useless young lady.

As long as there is one more Chen Linlin, or if Chen Linlin comes, it will not end so well.

As I said at the beginning, Jiang Jianguo bought this house behind the backs of the mother and daughter. Although they both know it well, Chen Linlin enjoys the moment. As long as she doesn't go out of her way, she can pretend not to know and enjoy herself happily alone .Therefore, the two families have always maintained a weird and balanced relationship, and they never came to the door to provoke trouble.

I don't know what happened to Jiang Jianguo, and the daughter of his original partner came to his house.

"Why should I go?!" Jiang Yifei's sudden outburst of emotion brought Jiang Xuan back from his thinking. Monstrous hatred.

"Why should I leave?!" She repeated sharply, "This is a house bought with our family's money! If you want to leave, you two bitches..."

The following words could not be uttered, because Jiang Xuan, who was motionless, suddenly walked over a few steps, grabbed her arm and pulled her out.

"You let go! Fuck Jiang Xuan! Fuck! They divorced because of you! Because of you!!! You bastards!!!"

Although Jiang Yifei was a bit older than him, she was a girl after all, unable to break free from Jiang Xuan's shackles at all, she was pulled all the way out the door by him, and then slammed into the wall with a flick of her hand.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

Jiang Yifei screamed, waving her arms wildly, "Your mother has to kneel down and apologize to me if she has the face to seduce a man! Why did you drag me out? Let outsiders know that there is a mistress and a villain living in this room?! "

She raised her finger and pointed at Jiang Xuan, her face was flushed, her eyes were wide open, as if she wanted to tear Jiang Xuan into two pieces.Facing this young man who was unmoved by her scolding and accusations, what she said seemed to hit the cotton without even a layer of waves.

Jiang Xuan looked at her calmly, without saying a word, standing against the wall and letting her go crazy without stopping her.

Jiang Yifei has been spoiled since she was a child, and her most powerful father actually cheated on her, and she also has a half-brother who is two years younger than herself. Jiang Yifei is much more pitiful.

He watched the girl become unrecognizable, and quietly wondered if he was really that hideous, and really shouldn't exist.

If it weren't for me, wouldn't it be easier to break Jiang Jianguo's relationship with his mother?

"Speak up!! Why don't you speak!!! Sinister! All of you are trash! Why are there shameless people like you!!!"

If it wasn't for me, would the woman in the room be able to look away, treat the emptiness of feelings as a dream, and fly to the sky without nostalgia?

"...Hehe, Jiang Xuan, you are so pitiful. Is that woman sick? She is sick! She dare not look at me! She is trembling all the time! She keeps talking about Jiang Jianguo! You are so pitiful, Jianguo Thrush, no one loves you, you are pitifully indifferent, and you have been watching these mistakes! You are submissive, you have nothing, where do you think you are better than me?!"

"..."

Jiang Thrush's eyes were dark, and fell on Jiang Yifei's face again, gradually becoming darker.

"Is it enough?"

He stared at Jiang Yifei who was hysterical in front of him, but turned a blind eye. For some reason, he wanted to find even a little resemblance to him on this face.

It's a pity that both of them are Jiang Jianguo's fault, but they don't have the slightest similarity in appearance.

Jiang Yifei is more like Chen Linlin, who belongs to the sharp-eyed and mean-spirited type.

And she is more like Jiang Yuan, except that she does not have the gentleness that belongs to a woman, and inherits indifference and contempt to the fullest.

Looking at his expression, Jiang Yifei slowly silenced for some reason, and instead stared at Jiang Xuan's face, her eyes were red.

"Leave when you've had enough trouble," Jiang Xuan said flatly, "Whether Jiang Jianguo divorces or you depends on him. It's useless if you kill her."

He walked back, and when he put his hand on the doorknob, he turned around and added: "Don't come again."

in the living room.

The old mother still maintained the posture when Jiang Yifei pulled Jiang Yifei out, slumped on the fabric sofa as if all the bones had been pulled out, her face was pale, and she stared blankly at one point.If Jiang Xuan hadn't been able to see her trembling shoulders, he would almost have thought that she had froze into a sculpture.

He went to the closet in his mother's bedroom and took a cotton shawl, bent down and wrapped it around her body indiscriminately, and when his fingertips touched her exposed skin, they ignited.

During the dog days, the refrigeration equipment was not turned on in the house, and the windows were not even opened.For a young man with strong firepower like Jiang Xuan, this is already depressing enough, and he can easily lose his breath.But my mother's skin was extremely cold, as if she had just been fished out of an ice cave for three or nine days, and her warm fingertips were about to freeze into ice with a light touch.

Jiang Xuan lowered his eyes, silently walked to the window and opened it completely, took the remote control to turn on the air conditioner, poured a cup of hot water on the coffee table, and sat down.

He didn't want to ask what Jiang Yifei said to her that made her already unstable mood more volatile, and he didn't want to know what she was thinking now.

After a long silence, he sighed, and covered his mother's hand on her knee.

Rub it lightly.

Mom's hand was as bony as imagined, it seemed that there was only a thin layer of skin covering the bones, and it hurt so badly that he didn't hold it tightly.

"You still don't want to leave?" he asked helplessly.

Even though he knew she couldn't hear anything.

It is precisely because she is immersed in her own world that she cannot hear outsiders' voices that Jiang Xuan can breathe a sigh of relief and spit out the thoughts that have been buried in her heart for a long time.

"Do you like him, or are you used to him?"

"Actually, we can rent a house outside, and we don't care about the existence of those people. You still don't want to?"

"Your spirit is getting worse and worse, and your body is also getting worse. Are you unable to wake up?"

Jiang Xuan didn't know how long he had been talking to such an old mother. He only knew that this person didn't respond at all. In the end, his mouth was dry and his throat was very astringent, so he didn't dare to speak any more.

He held his mother's shoulders and laid her flat on the sofa, and the latter let him manipulate her, covered her with a thin quilt, and immediately closed her eyes.

That was the only response.

After doing all this, Jiang Xuan felt physically and mentally exhausted, so he stood up and wanted to go back to the house to lie down for a while, but he didn't expect that he would suddenly stagger, and the next moment he felt a sharp pain in his knee.

He bumped into a sharp corner of the coffee table and made a loud noise, but it didn't disturb my mother.

After standing still for a long time, he limped back to the house.

"What's wrong with your leg?"

Seeing Jiang Xuan walking towards him, Cheng Lang hurried up to meet him, grabbed his arm nimbly, and led him to his position.

He happened to come out at noon today to discuss work with his partner. He finished early and was not in a hurry to return to the company, so he simply sent a message to Jiang Xuan and asked him to have lunch with him.

Jiang Xuan said that he wanted to eat beef noodles. In order not to compete with other high school students for seats during the rush hour, he came to occupy a seat in advance. Very noisy.

Sitting among a group of students whose average age was no older than that, Cheng Lang felt that he could play basketball with them without his suit.

When he saw Jiang Xuan enter the store, all these messy thoughts were gone.

"Knocked." Jiang Xuan didn't even wrinkle his eyebrows, ignoring the gazes of the students in the same grade around him - he had been stared at by such gazes all morning.It's just that I don't know how many of these onlookers are because of their own walking posture, and how many of them are because of the delicate and well-dressed Cheng Hong beside him who seems out of place with the surroundings.

He suddenly regretted coming here to eat, and he should go to a place far away, where there are not so many kids.

Cheng Yan looked up at him while scanning the QR code on the table with his mobile phone to order food. He didn't know what Jiang Xuan was thinking, but he saw the dark circles under his eyelids and felt that he was much heavier than the last time he saw him. .

Cheng Lang couldn't remember for a long time whether he was as pitiful as a little cabbage who had been tortured for half a month during the college entrance examination. He glanced at the person opposite him several times while ordering food, only feeling sour and astringent in his heart. It hurts.

"What are you looking at?" As if sensing his gaze, Jiang Xuan suddenly made a sound and raised his eyes to look over.

His gaze was still cold, but for some reason, Cheng Lang could see the difference from inside, so his mood improved strangely, and he was still interested in making a joke.

He snorted, "So indifferent."

Jiang Xuan glanced at him very high-spirited and didn't speak.

Both of them ordered the shop's signboards. Although there were many people, they didn't wait long. After a while, a waitress in an apron served them two bowls of beef noodles and some side dishes.

Fearing that Jiang Xuan would not be full, Cheng Lang also ordered two roujiamo, and pushed them to him at this moment, pity said: "Eat more, poor boy."

"You're sorry." Jiang Xuan finally couldn't help but retort, but while speaking, he stretched his chopsticks into Cheng Lang's bowl, and took the small piece of coriander sprinkled on it into his own bowl after a while.

Cheng Yan was stunned and didn't realize it for a long time, "What are you doing? Don't you have any in your bowl? You have to eat mine."

He remembered that before the two of them ate old wheat together, Jiang Xuan took all the meat from his hamburger, but today they both ate the same thing. It is normal to say that he took all the beef from his own bowl, which is a bit strange. Strange.

Jiang Xuan glanced at him without changing his face, and said in a flat tone, "Don't you not eat coriander?"

"I..." Oh, so.

Cheng Lang hadn't recovered from the palpitation in his heart when he saw Jiang Xuan push the bowl over again, and then began to give him the several large pieces of beef in his own bowl.

This time Cheng Lang quickly said, "Hey, did the iron cock pluck its hair?"

"Is it over?" Jiang Xuan looked at him, and tapped the side of the bowl with his chopsticks, "I've gotten a little fat recently, please control it."

"Then you won't stop eating the Roujiamo?"

"...this is edible."

"Tell me the truth, is it because the beef is not tasty that you gave it to me?"

Jiang Xuan was silent for a while, "No."

"What's that for?"

"Are you still eating or not? How old are you? Can you see if the two girls at the next table are classmates in your class?"

How old are people, and there are so many students around, let them come and go...

Cheng Lang snorted.

Jiang Xuan rolled his eyes at him, then suddenly pushed the bowl aside, leaned closer and whispered, "Actually... I have to show my feet to let you know that I like you."

"..."

Cheng Yan was stunned for two seconds, then suddenly burst out laughing, put down his chopsticks and slapped his head open, tilted his head and glared at him as if he couldn't bear it: "Who did you learn from? Didn't you study hard? Bring back the Roujiamo , I won’t eat it for you.”

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