deep crush

The door opened, and Tang Ye walked out with a livid face, slamming the woman's hysterical roar heavily.

Xia Han: "Tang Ye..."

Tang Ye glanced at him and quickly ran downstairs.

It was getting late, and this man was in a rage again, extremely restless, Xia Han was really worried, so he followed closely.

Tang Ye walked around the entire neighborhood several times, knocking on the doors of one house after another, but he still couldn't get a satisfactory answer.

Everyone only knew that a middle-aged man surnamed Zhang often came to this area to collect waste products. As for the mobile phone number and address, no one paid attention.

Uncle Chen told him not to worry, Lao Zhang usually came to collect the scraps every other day, and the scraps he received were usually stored first, and the scraps collected would be taken to the scrap collection station.So, you can ask him when Lao Zhang comes the day after tomorrow.

Tang Ye ran outside the community, asked all the nearby businesses, and finally sat down on the roadside flower bed.

Xia Han didn't know what he had lost, but it must be very important.He had never seen Tang Ye so anxious. His white shirt was already soaked with sweat, and water was dripping from his forehead.

Exhausted, Tang Ye sat on the ground in a state of embarrassment, resting his head on one hand, exhaustion was written all over his body and mind.

This exhaustion increases every year.

His persistence was meaningless, and he was reluctant until the end, even he couldn't hold it anymore.

In the past seven years, no matter how strong his desire was, that person named Xia Han never showed up.

Li Liefeng called him an idiot and a fool. Luo Qi seriously suspected that he was frigid. Every time his parents met, he would ask him if he had a girlfriend. The girl in the game advised him to let go and cherish the next relationship.

He also thought he was crazy, crazy.

Xia Han pulled the passers-by to ask if he had seen someone who often came to this area to collect scraps. He was ignored and annoyed without being discouraged, and quickly rushed to the next target.

A small vendor pulling a cart, an old woman returning from selling vegetables, a couple taking a leisurely stroll... Xia Han's anxious look was reflected in Tang Ye's eyes.

He should be lucky to have made a good friend, shouldn't he?

This person is so kind to everyone, so kind...it makes people feel sad.

He got up slowly and turned his head to look at the endlessly flowing road.

Whether this city is big or small, what is the probability of meeting a specific person?

With those things that held him back gone, he knew it was time to wake up.

Xia Han is just a beautiful Midsummer Night's Dream, no matter how perfect it is, it will eventually wake up from the dream.

As early as seven years ago, the boy who smiled and waved goodbye to him completely walked out of his life.

On the way home, Tang Ye bought a bottle of liquor, a few cans of beer, and two bags of side dishes at the convenience store, and walked in front silently.

Xia Han wiped the sweat off his face and walked a few steps behind him.

On summer nights, the fragrance of flowers in the air is infinitely magnified, and the cicadas lying on the treetops sing the music of life hoarsely.The street lights in the neighborhood were dim, illuminating Tang Ye's haggard and pitiful back.

"Go back, don't look for it anymore."

These words took all his strength, but Xia Han could feel the deep helplessness in his flat tone.

What can't be let go is never the dispensable items, but the person who gives meaning to these items.

Carrying, long, beautiful, memories.

After going up to the third floor, Tang Ye stopped outside the house.

Xia Han stepped forward, he turned his head, "Can I sit with you for a while?"

Xia Han opened the door of the house, "You go in first, I'll tell my aunt, don't let her worry."

Tang Ye didn't say anything, just lowered his head, took off his shoes and entered the house.

Xia Han knocked for a while, but no one answered. He asked Tang Ye for the key, opened the door and searched around but found no one.

When Xia Han returned home, Tang Ye had already opened a beer and drank it by himself.

Xia Han stretched out his hand, "Give me the phone."

Tang Ye glanced at him and guessed his intention, took out his phone from his pocket.

His mother has always been used to being strong, and she can't tolerate her only son who is "loved and cared" to challenge her. Last year, because of a few quarrels, she packed her things and went home overnight.

Xia Han swiped the phone, "What's the password?"

Tang Ye: "1014"

Xia Han froze for three seconds, 1014, what a coincidence, his birthday.

Without thinking too much, after unlocking it, he called up the call history and called Tang Ye's mother.

No one answered all the time, and it's the same when I call again.

Xia Han: "No. Otherwise, call your father?"

Tang Ye paused, put down the beer, and stretched out his hand, "Let me do it!"

The call was quickly connected, and Tang Ye briefly explained the situation.

Tang Kun: "Your mother is already in the car, and she will be there in two hours. I will pick her up, don't worry!"

Xia Han cleaned up the dishes on the dining table and turned to the kitchen. Tang Ye rubbed his forehead and said guiltily, "Dad, when you see my mother, please persuade her. I...it's my fault, I shouldn't have yelled at her, I'm sorry, tell her not to be angry."

Tang Kun chuckled, "I'll help you convey tonight, and you should rest well, don't even think about it. However, tomorrow morning, you still have to call yourself. It's not like you don't know your mother's temper, you said One sentence is worth ten sentences to me."

After hanging up the phone, Tang Ye let out a long sigh.

Xia Han took out the sliced ​​watermelon and apples, and imitated him and sat on the ground leaning on the sofa.

"Drink less wine and eat some fruit."

Tang Ye shook his head and drank the last sip of beer sullenly.When I wanted to open another can, my hand moved to the white wine.

Tang Ye is not addicted to alcohol, usually beer is the main gathering for friends, but today, he really wants to get drunk.

The feelings that have been buried in my heart for seven years need a chance to vent. I have been hiding them until today, and it seems that I can no longer move forward.

He unscrewed the cap of the bottle and took a sip of the wine.

The spicy liquid irritated his throat and shed his hard shell, making him vulnerable to a single blow.

"Have I ever told you what kind of family I was raised in?"

His voice was hoarse after exhaustion, adding a sad color to a short story.

Tang Ye's childhood was a deep gray.

When children of the same age ride happily on his father's head and play happily, he can only sit on a small bench and be watched by his father and count his fingers over and over again; At that time, he lay on the window sill to observe with envious eyes, and under the guidance of his mother, he wrote a series of pictures and words with phonetic notation.

The first time I ate shrimp crackers in my life was at my grandma's house.Grandma secretly snatched some from her granddaughter behind his mother's back and gave it to him. Before he had time to taste it, his mother's angry shouting and grandma's quarrel scared him away. I dare not.

Apart from Li Liefeng, Tang Ye had no friends for a long time.

The strict education made him develop a taciturn character. He didn't know how to communicate with people, what he didn't know, the world he didn't understand.

He doesn't know how to play hide-and-seek, and he doesn't know what Ultraman is. He doesn't want to see other people's strange and pitiful eyes. Gradually, he becomes more silent.

The longest record, for a whole month, he didn't say a word.

Some people worried that he would suffer from autism, but because of this, the aggressive Li Min had a big fight with that person.After driving away troublesome people, she continued the almost cruel way of discipline.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, he was locked up by his parents in the snowy yard for two hours because he scored less than 90 points in an exam.

Dressed thinly, he knelt in the icy snow, forgetting the cold, forgetting to beg for mercy, and he couldn't even shed tears.

Since then, he hasn't made a single mistake.Because of this, Li Min became more convinced of her devil training.

He is not allowed to participate in the school's spring outings, sports games, and other activities that have nothing to do with learning. What awaits him during the winter and summer vacations are endless test papers and endless lessons.

In the third grade of elementary school, Li Liefeng treated him to McDonald's with the New Year's gift money.After returning home, he was afraid that he would be reprimanded for lying, Li Min slapped him ten times without any hesitation, and a crumbling tooth popped out of his mouth.With his swollen face and mouth full of blood, she took him to Li Liefeng's house without paying attention, and gave Li Liefeng and his mother a severe reprimand.Li Liefeng's mother held Tang Ye's face in distress, and when she couldn't bear it anymore, she yelled at Li Min, "Can you take care of the child first, he is in such pain, are you his real mother?!" Li Min's anger was ignited, and he yelled for a long time.Little Tang Ye sat on the ground with his arms around his knees, buried his face in his arms, and tightly clenched the tooth that just fell out.

He had a fever the next day. During the infusion in the hospital, Li Min insisted on piercing only his left hand and keeping his right hand for writing.

What Li Min told him the most was: Don't blame Mom, Mom did this for your own good, and you will understand in the future.There are only lazy idiots in the world, not hardworking ones.No matter what time, you have to strive to be the first.My Li Min son can only be my pride.

When he was in junior high school, Li Liefeng called him a big slut, at least he was in the second stage of the [-]th and [-]th grades, and he could still be controlled by his parents so that he would not even be out of breath. Did he have to argue about drinking milk every day when he went home?By the way, have you changed your diapers today?

He was too lazy to care about this obvious provocation, he had to rush to various cram schools.Every time I take the exam, I have to keep the first position, as if only in this way can I live meaningfully.

After entering high school, his parents became even more "perverted".In order to prevent him from falling in love early, he even put a bugging device in the decoration of his schoolbag.Whenever a girl said a few more words to him, his mother would get hysterical.Once a student with poor grades or bad behavior approaches him, his mother will immediately find the school and ask for a complete isolation.

More than two months before the college entrance examination, he accidentally discovered this secret.

Thinking about the whole three years, his every move was under his fucking control, his whole body seemed to be covered with disgusting bugs, thousands of them were gnawing at his flesh and drinking his blood , and then drilled into the bone marrow.

It so happened that a girl stuffed a love letter in his schoolbag while he was going to the toilet that day.When he got home, he was naturally discovered by his mother who checked his schoolbag every day, and it was another earth-shattering disaster.