famine

"Where did you go two days ago?"

As soon as Jiang Xuan entered the house with his front feet, he was stopped by a gloomy voice on his back feet. He was caught off guard and was almost startled. He turned his head and looked around, until he saw his mother who was sitting on the sofa and staring at him covetously. .

My mother was sitting upright, with her upper body very straight, only her head turned around, her long hair covering her cheeks, if it wasn't for the lights in the living room, this scene would have been scary.

Under those eyes, Jiang Xuan thought that he was not going home, but a thief who was found by his master to rob.

So I started to feel uncomfortable.

He looked away after taking a look, his long eyes were deep, and he didn't tell the truth: "I went to practice in society."

In order to improve the overall quality of students, the attached high school also often holds comprehensive practical activities. In fact, there are also New Year's Day holidays. They are basically community service or volunteer activities, but Jiang Xuan did not go.

He heard his mother humming in disdain, and questioned in a very flat tone: "Social practice... what can you do? Is anyone paying attention to you?"

Jiang Xuan pursed his lips and said nothing.

In fact, he can turn around and leave now or enter the house and lock the door, but for some reason, he suddenly resisted and accepted it, and even wanted to tell his mother that I am not like that, that I am not as bad as you said.

Cheng Lang said I was fine.

I won't believe anything you say.

If it weren't for the fact that he was still rational and knew that he couldn't talk to his mother like this, in order to make her emotionally stable, Jiang Xuan refrained from speaking out.

It's just that the thoughts in my heart are not the same as before.

"I never cared about you. You just ran out without saying a word. I am the cage that traps you. It depends on your mood whether you want to leave or stay, right?"

Jiang Xuan said in his heart that it is not as serious as you said.

"Let me see you..." Mom raised her voice slightly, and her expression became a little subtle. Jiang Xuan felt even more uncomfortable being watched by her, and took a step back calmly, obviously predicting that she would not say anything To make him feel comfortable, "Are you seventeen or eighteen? You don't look too young, and I haven't heard that you have made any friends or have a girlfriend. After all, you can make people feel awkward just by looking at you. There is a problem all over the body, and it is too late to hide... Oh? That person who came to the house last time... is really your friend? The gap between the two of you is too big, I am really surprised that you can know such a person. "

I don't know if my mother is trying to ridicule him or if she is bored and wants to talk to him.

The words were said so vitriolicly that no one could listen to them except him.

"..." Jiang Xuan's eyelashes fluttered, he raised his head for a long time, and finally asked, "What kind of person?"

My mother shrugged indifferently, tapped her skinny fingers on her knees, and said casually: "Obviously, that Cheng...Cheng is not the same kind of person as you and me, I knew it at a glance."

"..."

"But I was quite surprised, because the words 'my friend' came out of your mouth and I was shocked for a long time. I really didn't expect you to have friends."

Jiang Xuan felt that if he stayed here any longer, he would have a tendency to explode from time to time.

And think back to my mother's expression that day - a normal person would never show that kind of inquiry and guessing expression to a guest who came to the house.At that time, Cheng Lang was looked at all awkward.

But just as he was about to leave, his mother suddenly asked pointedly: "Is he the one who opened the Cayenne?"

Jiang Thrush was taken aback.

Immediately afterwards, my mother said slowly: "Auntie went out to buy groceries that day and saw you getting out of that car, so she told me when she got home. On the day you brought him home, I also saw the Cayenne parked downstairs. It's not a good sign that you have such a good relationship with that man. "

"You don't have to worry about it." Jiang Xuan said in a calm voice.

He knew that his mother couldn't stand him having a good life.

Because she hadn't had a good time, he had to have a bad one too.

The hidden meaning of her words is that you must stay alone, you are not allowed to make friends, and you are not allowed to say a word to others. Letting you go to school is my biggest concession.

Jiang Xuan didn't want to talk to her, but fortunately, when his mother saw him walking towards the house, she didn't say anything more, just chuckled sarcastically, and stared at Jiang Xuan's back until the door of his bedroom was closed. line of sight.

As soon as the door is closed, the whole room falls into peace, as if what the door isolates is not the hustle and bustle of the outside world, but separates the space, forming an independent time and space on the periphery of the world, so that people in this space are extremely empty. environment and become silent.

After standing quietly on the spot for a while, Jiang Xuan slowly moved. He walked to the bed, sat down slowly, and then fell back until he completely buried himself in the thick quilt inside.

Because of this series of movements, the schoolbag on his back slipped onto his arm and fell to his head. Jiang Xuan glanced at it, and unexpectedly there was a hint of otherworldly color in his plain eyes.

After a while, he stretched out his other hand to open the schoolbag. Besides a few exercise books and carbon pens, there was a small palm-sized box inside, which was his birthday present for Cheng Hong.

As soon as the person on the bed turned over and sat up, his legs were so long that they almost fell under the bed. With a small box in his hand, his feet began to move with trembling.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had forgotten all the unhappiness just now, and there was only this dark blue clamshell carton in front of him.

Open the box carefully, inside are two bracelets made of thread, one black and one red, it is a very simple four-strand braid, with a golden metal piece less than one centimeter wide strung in the middle, and the ends of the ends are drawn in different ways. It's too detailed, even a little rough, and it's not mechanically woven at first glance.

Both of these items were compiled by Jiang Xuan himself.

He spent the whole afternoon, barely listening to the class, the teacher was busy on the podium, and he edited the tutorial a little bit by himself. He thought he could make several in one class, and then picked out two good-looking ones. Yes, it turns out that this thing looks simple, but it is so difficult to make it by hand. Let alone pick one out of the crowd, he just made up two and became impatient.

He thought of the thread-twisting painting in the bookcase, and wanted to ask Cheng Hong where he put so much energy into it.

But now he was looking at the two hand-woven ropes in the box. He didn't know whether it was intentional or not. When he put them in the box, he deliberately untied the rope buckle at the end and strung the two hand-made ropes together.How do you think your thoughts are wise.

"This is..." Cheng Hong looked in disbelief at Jiang Xuan, who was smiling as if his tail was up behind him, and asked uncertainly, "You made it up?"

"Yeah!" The latter nodded happily.

"Is it nice?"

"..." Cheng Hong ignored his expression of asking for credit, reached out and took out the two hand-woven ropes from the box, then put the box back into Jiang Xuan's hand, and unwrapped the two ropes that were twisted together. If you choose the black one, you have to wear it on your hand.

"No," Jiang Xuan stopped him with a smile, and took the black rope from his hand, "The red one is yours, and this one is mine."

Cheng Lang: "I want the black one, you can wear the red one yourself."

Jiang Xuan directly put the black rope on his hand, shook it at him, and proudly said: "No, if someone gives you a birthday present, then don't pick it up, just red, or don't take it."

Cheng Lang joked, "Why are you so unreasonable?"

The expression on Jiang Xuan's face told him that I was just being unreasonable.

So Cheng Lang had no choice but to take the red string again and put it on the wrist without a watch.As soon as he tied the knot, before he had time to observe it, Jiang Xuan grabbed his wrist and brought it in front of his eyes, and then the man "tsk tsk tsk" at the red rope in his hand for a long time. Those who didn't know thought it was him who made it. What kind of award-winning work was written, for fear that others would not know it.

Cheng Lang was helpless, looked at him with a smile on his face, raised his hand to push his head away, and glanced to the side, there was a young couple in the booth next door, and they were busy with you and me falling in love at the moment, There was no time to look at them both.

"It's almost done, you." He took his hand back, wanting to see what was written on the metal piece.

Jiang Xuan didn't take it seriously, and even took out his mobile phone to take a picture of it, and said with a smile, "Do you know what this is called? It's called a bracelet, a couple's bracelet."

It's a couple.

Sure enough, Cheng Yan looked down and saw that the words written on the two pieces of metal were different. They were carved out with a carving knife, and a layer of black paint was sprinkled on them, which happened to trace out these letters. It takes a lot of patience.

Jiang Xuan's one has "JD" written on it, and his own one has "JDのCL" written on it.

Jiang thrush.

Cheng Hong of Jiang Thrush.

It's clear at a glance.

But as long as another outsider sees it, they will definitely not know what it means.

Cheng Lang laughed for a long time seeing him like this, and he was also very happy in his heart. It seemed that because the two bracelets were endowed with different meanings, even his gaze towards Jiang Xuan softened, as if it was filled with spring water, leaves Floating down, there are waves of ripples.

"Hey," Jiang Xuan put away the phone at this time, lowered his head and picked up the chopsticks, and said with lowered eyes, "Eat quickly, we have to go back to school."

Cheng Lang smiled and nodded. Today is not the weekend, he has to work overtime at night, Jiang Xuan can only come out for a while at noon, so he has to stay for a while in this short time, and he has to go back soon.

Thinking of this, Cheng Lang felt a little uncomfortable.

"Are you going on winter vacation soon?"

Jiang Thrush: "Two more weeks."

The college entrance examination is still a few months away, and the atmosphere in the attached middle school is getting more and more tense. The winter vacation of the third year of senior high school is still not long, and there is still a need for make-up classes.

"Then..." Cheng Hong didn't have any appetite, and was mostly watching Jiang Xuan devouring his food. After several changes in his expression, he said, "If you don't want to stay at home, you can come to me for self-study. I'll go back and have a look during the Chinese New Year. If there is nothing to do, I will come back to accompany you to prepare for the exam."

The chopsticks in Jiang Xuan's hand stopped. This was discussed before, and he nodded in agreement for a while: "Okay."

Cheng Lang frowned, took a sip from the water glass, and suddenly remembered something: "By the way, is your mother's place okay?"

They went directly to the countryside on New Year's Day, and I don't know if Jiang Xuan told her.Cheng Lang thought of the woman with the weird expression, and suddenly became worried for him for some reason.

Jiang Xuan had been studying for a few days and hadn't heard anything from him, so he had no choice but to ask.

Judging from his reaction, Cheng Lang thinks there should be nothing wrong.

Jiang Xuan's face was calm, without any change, as if he was asking simple questions such as "how is the weather today", without even thinking about it, Jiang Xuan replied without changing his face: "It's very good, it's been very good recently. To be honest, I didn’t do anything that normal people can’t do.”

Cheng Lang looked at him for a long time, and said "tsk", really couldn't figure out why someone would use this tone to refer to another person, and it was still between a mother and child who were related by blood.

He just felt very sorry for such Jiang Xuan, and wanted to go over and pat him on the head to comfort him.

Jiang Xuan's appearance is particularly painful.

In private, he thought about what Jiang Xuan meant when he said "she doesn't want to come out of that house". He wanted to ask Jiang Yuan why she didn't go to see a doctor since her body and spirit were not good, and wanted to ask Jiang Jianguo He really didn't know about it or turned a blind eye at all, but he gradually figured it out, these two people were nothing more than a wish and a willingness to suffer, the former was afraid that Jiang Jianguo would not come when he knew he was sick, and the latter kept it for himself. A safe haven that can shelter from wind and rain and hide in times of pain, two people... no, plus that woman named Chen Linlin, the three of them are like a stable triangle, which looks solid, but in fact every side and every point They are all made of paper. If you are not careful, if you are roasted by fire or drenched in water, they will all collapse.

This balance has maintained all the growth process of Jiang Xuan, which lasted for 18 years.

Now there are variables.

Because Jiang Yuan's condition is getting worse and worse.

She broke away from the joint control of Jiang Jianguo and Chen Linlin, and began to feel tired and confused.

Cheng Lang couldn't imagine how Jiang Xuan would deal with herself if the day came when she completely collapsed.But as if destined in the dark, Cheng Lang faintly sensed that this day would not come too late.

The only consolation is that Jiang Xuan is now an adult, and many things are much easier to handle than when he was a minor.