Xiaoman

After Xia Liang's phone call, he didn't contact Liu Xiaoman again for a whole week.

There was no phone call every night, no news in the morning, and Liu Xiaoman sent him a few WeChat messages without replying.

He hasn't clicked on Li Meng's WeChat group for a long time, and the messages are always 99+. He checked the chat records of the past few days, and Xia Liang didn't talk in it.

His whole body seemed to be hidden by someone, silently.

Liu Xiaoman didn't know what happened, but knew that it must have something to do with his family.

He said it was related to his family, but in fact, it was because Xia Liang came looking for him, and he didn't go home all night, and he didn't contact his mother.

It is because of him.

He didn't dare to call Xia Liang. Xia Liang had to hide his mother's back when calling him at home. He was afraid that if he called him, the mother and son were talking, or his mother would see and hear him again.

Thinking about Xia Liang's angry tone in the last phone call, he was so anxious that he thought about it, his mind was full of the scar behind his ear, the scratches on his face, and the bruises on his crotch.

Xia Liang never told him in detail how those scars were caused, where the critical point of Xia Liang's family's action was, and what Xia Liang did would trigger their violent methods, Liu Xiaoman had no idea at all.

It is this kind of ignorance that is the most frightening.

He couldn't do anything, and he didn't even know what to do.

If Xia Liang is still in their school, he can ask Luo Hao and Guo Wei.But he wasn't there, and Luo Hao didn't know anything.

He wasn't too surprised when Liu Xiaoman asked him on WeChat, he just said it was normal, and when Xia Liang didn't want to talk to anyone, he didn't read anyone's news.

- Didn't you see that I used to go to your class to find him every time, the dog thing is very cheap, use a mobile phone as a model

- Let alone three or four days, last summer he went out by himself for half a month and no one contacted him

-Guo Wei is an idiot and wants to call the police hahahahahahaha

Luo Hao sent him a bunch of messages.

- But what are you in a hurry for, little disabled, miss my good brother?

- go find him if you want

Luo Hao posted again.

He typed as if he didn't use his hands. Liu Xiaoman was still typing in the input box to reply to his first sentence, and he just swiped the screen.

Liu Xiaoman's fingers paused on the keyboard for a while, and deleted all the typed characters.He was silent for a long time, not knowing what to reply, how to explain to Luo Hao, so he could only say thank you in the end.

Shang Liangshan said that they have a joint entrance exam at the end of the month, and the first exam of this semester is very serious. Now it is a week before the exam, and no one can take it lightly.

Needless to say, Liu Xiaoman didn't dare to give up. Last semester's final exam results were still on his mind. He didn't have time to review and consolidate during the winter vacation. He was always running around and chattering after the beginning of school. This feeling of not touching the ground Made him very uneasy.

In addition to preparing for the exam, there is also the grandfather on the hospital bed.

Cooperating with the exercise is a signal. Whether he went to see it or listened to Aunt Mei these days, he felt that Grandpa's condition was improving every day.

While the status is progressing, the daily treatment, medicine, and hospitalization fees are also synchronized.

That night he directly gave Aunt Mei a bankbook, and Aunt Mei dragged him to talk for a while, saying that Liu Yong wanted to find a job, and he should have looked for it before, but he had to find a nurse to work. Come and take care of Grandpa, otherwise Aunt Mei would not be able to survive alone with Cancan.

But the money can't be squeezed out, so I can only hold on like this first.

The more you have money, the more money you have.

Looking at the numbers on the passbook, Aunt Mei discussed with Liu Xiaoman whether it would be okay to pay for a nurse and let Liu Yong go to work.

If you can't do it, you have to do it.

This passbook is the one with more money in the few passbooks of grandpa. If it continues at the current progress, it will not last long if it is taken out.

Liu Xiaoman felt very comforted that Aunt Mei still wanted to discuss with him, so he let Aunt Mei arrange it on her own, so let's figure it out.

examination.

grandfather.

money.

Xia Liang.

He couldn't let go of everything, and everything weighed heavily on his heart, making him flustered and out of breath.

Fan Yiyang was still asking on the way to send him to school, why he has become more and more bored in the past few days, and his face is not good. Is it because grandpa's situation is not good.

"If you need help, you can mention it. I can't help much, my parents' head office." Fan Yiyang said to him very seriously.

"No, it's pretty good," Liu Xiaoman adjusted his expression and smiled at him, "Maybe the exam is coming soon, I'm a little tired recently."

"You must tell me if you have anything to do." Fan Yiyang looked at him for a while, then emphasized again.

Liu Xiaoman nodded, thinking in confusion, what can I tell you.

On Sunday night, after seeing his grandfather in the hospital, Xia Liang still had no news.

Liu Xiaoman finished his homework with support, curled up on the bed for a long time, and turned out the big octopus that had been hiding all along.

He wanted to find Xia Liang.

But when to go?

No. [-] Middle School also had classes when he was in class, and No. [-] Middle School also had weekends on weekends.

He didn't know Xia Liang's home in the urban area, and if he knew it, he wouldn't rush to look for it.

He couldn't even ask about Grandpa Xia Liang's house who lived nearby.

I went to see it secretly, pretending to be shopping, turning from the small alley into Xiaomaoku alley, and then turning back from the alley to the small alley.

Grandpa just got home at that time, cooking and playing a show.Liu Xiaoman glanced at it twice quickly like a thief, feeling that his grandfather looked very happy, and he didn't look like something serious happened to his grandson, so he hurried away.

He didn't dare to go in and ask, in what capacity?Former classmates?Deskmate?friend?One-armed friend?Looking for Xia Liang?What do you want Xia Liang to do?Why doesn't anyone else look for it, but you want to know if Xia Haohao is good?

Liu Xiaoman was rendered speechless by his hypothetical cross-examination.

What if it was Xia Liang?

He changed his mind.

If he and Xia Liang's situations were reversed, and Xia Liang couldn't contact him for several days, what would he do?

will come to him directly.

Don't even think about it, the answer is there.

It doesn't matter whether you go to class or not, it doesn't matter these 1000 million assumptions, Xia Liang is not afraid of anything, and will only come to him at the first time.

Liu Xiaoman buried his face hard on the big octopus, he was suddenly really out of breath, there seemed to be a hand on his chest, pumping out the oxygen, and clutching his ribs and heart tightly.

He turned sideways with great effort, curled up with the quilt in his arms, and pressed the big octopus harder with his hot eye sockets.

All excuses.

He opened his mouth and took a deep breath, his heart was so stuffy and painful, the tears suddenly poured out uncontrollably, and he bit his lips tightly to avoid whimpering.

Classes, exams, time, exhaustion are all excuses.

Luo Hao said he would look for him if he wanted to, but he was silent for a long time, it wasn't that he couldn't think of how to explain it, it wasn't that he couldn't think of how to say it, he was just making excuses for himself.

He is not as brave as Xia Liang at all.

That's the only answer.

Admitting a bad self is more difficult than trying to shape a good self.

Liu Xiaoman didn't know how long it took him to get over his breath, maybe he was under too much pressure recently, his eyes were covered with black stars, a large piece of octopus was wet, his face was also full of snot and tears, and his nose was blocked. solid.

With calm arms, he wanted to pull a piece of paper on the bedside table, but the phone shook slightly somewhere.

He was stunned, and quickly sat up and turned over.

When he took out the phone from the quilt, his hands were still trembling from the stamina of crying, and when he saw the news came from Xia Liang, his eyeballs were blinded by tears again.

- my little manzi

Xia Liang sent him such a sentence.

Liu Xiaoman finally understood what it means to have tears turned on. He didn't know whether it was the tears falling from his hands or his face that caused the screen to fail. Turn on the screen.

During this time, the phone vibrated again, and Xia Liang sent him a photo.

He clicked on it, and there were several test papers stacked together, each of which only showed the score column of the title, the number of languages ​​​​and foreign languages, and each of them was quite a lot.

96

132

104

217

Liu Xiaoman quickly recalled Xia Liang's final exam last semester, and he made progress.

He was both happy and sad for a moment, his heart was suddenly relieved because Xia Liang finally appeared, and he was sinking in the emotion just now and couldn't shake it off.

Mixed feelings.

The frame shows that the other party is typing. Normally when seeing the other party typing, Liu Xiaoman would stop and wait for him to speak first, but this time he couldn’t wait. Past four words.

-I want to see you

Xia Liang's input stopped immediately, Liu Xiaoman wiped his face with a piece of paper, blew his nose, took two deep breaths, and then sent a video request over there.

"I have to speak to you in a quieter voice." The video was connected, and Xia Liang appeared on the screen. The light was very dim. He pointed to the earphones on his ears, and then pointed to the side. He should be pointing to the door.

Liu Xiaoman had just finished wiping away his tears, and when he saw that he wanted to burst out again, he quickly took a deep breath and swallowed it.

"Crying?" Xia Liang frowned and looked in front of the camera.

Liu Xiaoman sniffed and shook his head, staring at Xia Liang's face carefully, for fear of seeing the marks of the beating.

Originally, he had a lot of questions, but now that he saw his face, he didn't want to ask anything anymore.

Xia Liang looked at him silently for a while, frowning all the time, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, he made the corners of his mouth curl up a little, stretched his expression and said softly to Liu Xiaoman, "Are you so happy to see my score?"

"Or did I not get angry with you last week?" He leaned his phone on the desk, sorted out the papers, pretending to be relaxed, "I have a quiz at school these days, and I'm thinking about passing you. You must be happy, and I will take care of my review."

"I ended up crying." He looked at Liu Xiaoman and smiled again.

Liu Xiaoman understood Xia Liang's meaning, he wanted to cheer himself up, he wanted to say a word about the loss of contact for a whole week, he wanted to use such a nonsense reason to fool himself, he wanted to do the same thing as before every time, Hide the housework and only show him a smiling face.

"Is your grandpa getting better?" Xia Liang continued, "It will be soon if you become conscious. At that time, my grandma had a stroke..."

"Why are you wearing a sweater?" Liu Xiaoman interrupted him.

Or a turtleneck.

"Huh?" Xia Liang's expression paused for a moment, then he smiled again, "You're handsome."

"This model," he leaned back, allowing the camera to capture his entire upper body, "isn't it good-looking? Doesn't the little boy feel tempted?"

It's good-looking, but it's not normal to look good.

"You always change your clothes when you enter the house. It's been warm these days, and I don't wear sweaters at home anymore." Liu Xiaoman's nasal passages were astringent, and his voice became out of tune as he spoke, "Your air conditioner doesn't work. Open, are you wearing a sweater at home?"

Xia Liang glanced back at the air conditioner in the corner, and smiled wryly: "You're saving me some face, and you put it on specially to show off your appearance, and in a few words, you completely dismantle the air conditioner."

"Did she hit you again?" Liu Xiaoman didn't listen to him, "Pull down your collar and let me see."

"Liu Xiaoman..." Xia Liang frowned and didn't move.

"Is it because you didn't go home that day and didn't answer her call?" Liu Xiaoman's mood was not stable, and tears welled up again, "Did your mother call that morning's call? I saw it, and I thought it was not important, so I didn't call you……"

He choked up, turned his face away and rubbed his shoulders vigorously twice, looked at Xia Liang in the video again with red eyes: "Is it because of me?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Xia Liang said.

"So you were still beaten." Liu Xiaoman burst into tears.

"Are you the famous detective Ke Man?" Xia Liang was made to laugh and feel distressed by his logic that went full circle.

Liu Xiaoman's tears directly confused Xia Liang's thoughts. Through the screen, he didn't know how to comfort Liu Xiaoman, so he could only lower his voice: "I said, it has nothing to do with you."

"I'm in pain!" Liu Xiaoman yelled at him.

Not to mention Xia Liang, even in life, except for the day his grandfather had a stroke, he had never yelled at anyone so excitedly.

Xia Liang was silent again, one hand resting on his lap tightly clenched the palm.

"Xiao Man," he reached out to touch the screen, "don't cry."

After Liu Xiaoman shouted, he knew that his emotions were out of control. He couldn't talk to Xia Liang normally now. He felt too much in his heart, self-blame, sadness, heartache, depression, irritability, powerlessness... He said "I'm sorry ", he hung up the video.

Aunt Mei carefully knocked on the door outside and called him, "Xiao Man? Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Liu Xiaoman replied to her, blowing his nose.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Aunt Mei said, "Do you want me to give you..."

"No need." Liu Xiaoman raised his voice, "Go back to sleep."

Aunt Mei stood outside the door for a while, turned around and went back to her room without asking any more questions.

She couldn't ask, and if she asked, she didn't know what to say.She felt that it was because of the money that the kid in high school was crying on the phone in the middle of the night because of the money. As an adult, she couldn't even open her mouth to comfort her.

Liu Xiaoman blew several sheets of snot paper rumblingly, making himself dizzy.Hearing the phone ringing, he picked it up to look at it, and Xia Liang sent him a message: I will see you this week, okay?

What do you want me to do, so you can get beaten when you go home?

-Need not

He went back to Xia Liang.