don't force me

When Du Xuan walked in, Zhou Man was already waiting at home. She looked at Du Xuan coldly and chuckled: "I thought your family lived on the second floor."

Du Xuan has two bottom lines that cannot be touched, learning and Lin Ting'an. He instantly understood countless layers of malice from his mother's ridicule, including the contempt for Lin Ting'an, so the anger in his heart surged.But he closed his eyes, remembered Lin Tingan's instructions, and said to himself "don't make noise".He sat on the sofa and said softly, "Mom, can we talk?"

"What do you want to talk about." Zhou Man's attitude is very cold.

The chaotic scene yesterday kept appearing in Du Xuan's mind, and he said with difficulty: "I want to talk to you about my college entrance examination."

"What does your university entrance exam have to do with me?" Zhou Man sneered, "I'm a villain in the market, and I only have money in my eyes but no ideals and feelings. You live for your faith and treat money like dung. It's okay for us to disagree Talkable."

Du Xuan's mind was blanked by Zhou Man's words, and he almost slammed the door and left.But it's easy to slam the door, but it's hard to leave. Speaking of it, the world is big, and it may be just an embrace and dozens of square meters.

Du Xuan ordered himself to calm down. He took a deep breath and said, "That's not what I mean. I just want to do what I want to do."

"Isn't that the so-called ideal feeling?" Zhou Man rubbed his eyes tiredly, trying to relieve the tingling.She knew that her eyes were bloodshot and her complexion was ghostly. She hadn't slept last night, and when she went to work in the morning, she put on thick foundation and concealer, but she couldn't hide her haggard complexion and red and swollen eyes.She also knows that those people in the company are pointing and gloating in the back, and they usually point and point like this, especially when new employees come to report.

Zhou Man endured it time and time again. Those young girls in their 30s and [-]s brought a newcomer, threw a stack of personnel information on his desk, and said nonchalantly: "Manager Zhou, this is a newcomer." So-and-so, who graduated from a certain university with a master's degree."

What about a master's degree?Isn't it also under my own hands?Zhou Man once confidently believed that as long as he worked hard enough and made his performance so unspeakable, these yin and yang strangeness would naturally disappear.However, she soon discovered that in the eyes of these people, her promotion had nothing to do with hard work and ability, but only with opportunism to win over her boss.Zhou Man believes that if it weren't for the fact that she was two years older than the boss, even worse news would have been spread.

Why?Just because of my college degree?

Zhou Man glanced at her son, she had a splitting headache, and sighed, "Didn't you make it very clear yesterday? You would rather fail the exam than learn finance, so what else can we talk about?"

"Can you listen to me?" Du Xuan asked.

Zhou Man glanced at his son: "Isn't that what you want to say? Don't you just want to persuade me to agree with you to study medicine or that bioengineering? I told you, I don't agree, because I think that The road is not easy to walk, I feel sorry for my son and want him to live a better life, I don't think there is anything wrong with me."

"It's hard for me to learn finance well, I'm not interested in that, and I'm bad at math."

"Interests are cultivated. Besides, how bad are you in mathematics? You are a science major, and someone majoring in finance has both arts and sciences. You are better than liberal arts majors, right?"

Du Xuan opened his mouth, he found that his mother's logic was really speechless.

"You let me listen to you, but can you listen to my opinion?" Zhou Man pinched his eyebrows, "I know you think I'm arbitrary, but what I give is the best plan, and you can also do it."

"But I'm not a 'plan'!" Du Xuan said.

Zhou Man waved his hand wearily: "Okay, okay, don't talk about it. I have a headache, and I really don't have the energy to argue with you... You can live wherever you want, order takeaway if you want to eat, or... you go to Lin's. "

Du Xuan looked at her mother's blue-black eye bags, pale complexion and lifeless eyes.He could even hear the despair and sadness in his mother's tone, so he stopped continuing and asked, "What do you eat?"

Zhou Man sighed, didn't answer, just closed his eyes.

Du Xuan opened the refrigerator, and it was empty. The refrigerator at home is often like this. After all, the chance of fire at home is not high.There were several takeaway orders posted on the door of the refrigerator, Du Xuan had eaten every one of them, and each one was worse than the last one.

He closed the refrigerator door, and then looked at his mother lying on the sofa in the living room. Her eyes were still closed, but there were thin tears in the corners of her eyes.

Du Xuan took her coat and wallet. The supermarket downstairs should still sell vegetables. At least she can buy a tomato and cook a bowl of tomato egg noodles.When he opened the door, Zhou Man trembled. She bent her arms to cover her eyes, and there was a choking sound and the sound of closing the door at the same time.

In this family, she is the only one left.

In the corridor, Lin Tingan smiled at Du Xuan wearing a coat and carrying a schoolbag.

"You..." Du Xuan looked at him in surprise.

"Surprised or surprised?" Lin Tingan took two steps up, pulled Du Xuan and said, "Let's go home and eat quickly. Brother Ding's sandwich is delicious, but he can't resist hunger."

"You've been here all the time?"

"Are you moved? I am a good boyfriend, and I am Lin Tingan." After Lin Tingan finished speaking, he naturally dragged Du Xuan downstairs.

"I...go to the supermarket." Du Xuan said, "I don't have anything at home, so I'll go buy some tomatoes."

Lin Tingan stopped in his tracks: "Are you going to buy something to eat at home? What are you eating? Auntie is cooking?"

"I'll cook some noodles."

Lin Tingan frowned, and said forcefully, "Go, go to my house."

Du Xuan was passively dragged by Lin Tingan for two steps, then stopped and shook her head: "My mother didn't eat either."

Lin Tingan said in a rough voice: "I know, let's go, go to my house first."

Ma Jing let out a long sigh of relief after seeing the two people walk in the door: "It can be considered that we are back, what are we talking about so late."

Lin Tingan asked: "Mom, do we have any tomatoes at home?"

"Yes, what do you want to do?"

"Du Xuan wants to go home and cook noodles." Lin Tingan's tone was a bit of a complaint.

"What kind of noodles do you cook?" Ma Jing gave Du Xuan a dissatisfied look, "There is braised pork at home, isn't it better than noodles?"

"Aunt Zhou didn't eat either." Lin Tingan added.

Ma Jing: "How about this, Du Xuan, you eat at home, and then put some food in the lunch box to go up."

Du Xuan knew that it was impossible for Zhou Man to eat the food of Lin's family, especially in this situation, so he shook his head: "Thank you, Auntie, I really don't need to trouble you."

Ma Jing instantly understood what Du Xuan meant, and she said, "Then you eat at home, and then I'll bring you two tomatoes, do you have noodles at home? I have dried noodles here."

Du Xuan: "Auntie, I just need some tomatoes."

Zhou Man sighed: "OK."

Lin Tingan watched helplessly as Du Xuan went upstairs with two tomatoes.Ma Jing patted her son's head and said, "Du Xuan is just too sensible, it makes my heart ache."

Zhou Man wiped his face quickly when he heard the door rang, and was a little surprised when he saw Du Xuan come in with two tomatoes: "You...why did you go?"

"Let's eat tomato noodles." Du Xuan went straight to the kitchen, "Let's say yes first, I can only guarantee that the noodles are cooked."

Looking at his son's back, Zhou Man struggled to get up from the sofa, walked into the kitchen, and said weakly, "I'll come, you light the kitchen again."

Du Xuan put the cleaned tomatoes on the chopping board, and when he was about to get the knife, Zhou Man pushed him aside: "Get out of the way."

Du Xuan stood by the sink and whispered, "Mom..."

Zhou Man shook his head: "I'll talk about it later. After dinner, you can do your homework."

The noodles were quickly served on the table. Zhou Man's cooking skills were only at the stage of "eatable", far from being "delicious", but Du Xuan still liked it, probably because of the food he ate. There are few opportunities.

The mother and son sat at both ends of the dining table, eating noodles in silence. Du Xuan glanced at the clock on the wall, it was almost nine o'clock.

"dad……"

"Don't mention him to me!" Zhou Man's tone was sharp.

So Du Xuan shut up, and said after a while: "Mom, do you still remember our school's psychology teacher, Mr. Yang?"

"Remember." Zhou Man curled his lips contemptuously, "Psychological counseling sounds absurd, but it's useless at all."

"You can't say that."

"Why not? You see, your mentality is so unstable in the third year of junior high school, and your grades have declined so badly. He can't do anything about it. He has talked with you so many times, so what if we talk for half a day? If you have that time, you might as well do more. There are two sets of questions."

Du Xuan didn't know how to go on with her mother. Yang Yiming was really polite when he said "put a little effort", but this is simply "challenging the limit".

"Go to do your homework after dinner," Zhou Man said, "Du Xuan, even if you hate me for the rest of your life, I can't relax my request to you."

Du Xuan put down her chopsticks and said as calmly as possible: "Mom, just now I told you to talk about the university entrance examination, but I got distracted halfway through. In fact, I wanted to tell you that I can get a higher score than Central Finance. Do you believe in a good school?"

Zhou Man looked at Du Xuan suspiciously. Du Xuan's eyes were bright and confident.Zhou Man asked: "What do you mean?"

"I don't want to argue about this anymore," Du Xuan looked at her mother. "I can really understand that you are doing it for my own good, but I am really not interested in finance. So I think it would be better if I could pass the exam." Can you trust my ability and let me have the opportunity to choose myself?"

"What university?" Zhou Man asked.

"For example...Peking University?" Du Xuan asked tentatively.

"Is Peking University's medical department right?" Zhou Man pulled the corner of his mouth reluctantly, "We still can't convince anyone... Forget it, let's eat first, and then you can do your homework."

After the mother and son had a fairly calm dinner, Du Xuan packed up the dishes and took them into the kitchen to wash them. When they returned to the living room, Zhou Man was no longer there, and the bedroom door was closed.

Du Xuan glanced at the clock, it was 09:30, and Dad hadn't even called back, and this situation seemed to have happened for a long time.

Back in her room, Du Xuan saw that there were already more than a dozen messages from Lin Tingan on the phone.

Du Xuan replied: "It's okay, there's no noise."

Lin Tingan: "Did you tell your aunt about the appointment with Teacher Yang?"

Du Xuan: "I just mentioned the beginning and got blocked. My mother doesn't believe Teacher Yang at all."

Lin Tingan:: "It's okay, let's take our time."

Du Xuan: "Okay, take your time. I promise you that if you don't quarrel with her again, you won't quarrel. I'm going back to my room to do my homework now."

Lin Tingan: "Then I won't tell you, what will you have for breakfast tomorrow?"

Du Xuan chuckled, "I'll tell you before going to bed."

Du Xuan put away her phone, took out her homework and started writing the most annoying math.No matter what plans or ideals you have, they are all based on your studies.Although Du Xuan dislikes his mother's persecution, he admits to one thing, good knowledge and ability are very important to everyone.

Especially important to yourself.

When it was almost twelve o'clock, Du Xuan heard the door of the living room rang. He gently opened the door and saw Du Jiancheng walking in.

"Xiaoxuan hasn't slept yet?" Du Jiancheng asked.

"Why did you just come back?" Du Xuan also asked.

"Working overtime...well... you should go to bed quickly, you have to get up early tomorrow." Du Jiancheng yawned and walked into the bedroom.

Du Xuan felt that her father's attitude was even perfunctory.Mother's sharp "don't mention him to me" echoed in my ears again.

Du Xuan was a little flustered. Recently, her mother had less and less communication with her father, but her temper became more and more irritable and stubborn.The atmosphere in this home is very strange, but I have been ignoring it all the time.

Du Xuan felt cold all over, and grabbed her phone in a panic. Just after unlocking the screen lock, a WeChat message came in:

I think about what to eat tomorrow.My family has braised pork. Tomorrow morning, I will take a sandwich of sesame seed cakes and it will be Roujiamo.How much do you eat?

Du Xuan let out a long breath, and pressed the keyboard: two.

Lin Tingan: OK!Have you finished your homework?

Du Xuan: No, I still lack English.

Lin Tingan: How long will it take to write?

Du Xuan: About half an hour.

Lin Tingan: Okay, I will accompany you to recite vocabulary for half an hour, and then we will sleep together.

Du Xuan looked at the screen, feeling at ease inexplicably.

Fortunately, even if the whole world is unknown and full of variables, at least Lin Tingan will not change.

Du Xuan replied: OK, let's sleep together, I like you.

Lin Tingan: You can only like me.

Du Xuan: OK.