Family Desire [Rebirth]

Just like every ordinary day, when the first light of the sunny day spreads on the window curtain, the day begins to turn around.Liangze stretched out his hand and fetched the watch beside the bed, and at a glance, it was already seven o'clock.Get up and roll up the drapes, wash your face, rinse your mouth, put on your school uniform, and go downstairs.

In fact, all ordinary days may start like this.In many people's memories, they are embedded in fragments, but this is really real life, and the so-called fantasy is eliminated.

When Liangze passed the skylight on the second floor, the morning sun folded in through the window, bright and majestic, with a kind of extremely gentle comfort hidden in it.He was in a trance, and in his dream he didn't know that he was a guest.

In a trance, the messy and indifferent fate of the previous life has gone, and the life of bleak management and painstaking efforts no longer exists.Everything is quiet and peaceful now.

But the ambition is still dormant in his heart, he can feel the eagerness of the beast, the obsession with fame and fortune, the pursuit of wealth, these things are still gnawing at his bones in the middle of the night.His mind sank, and a shadow appeared on his face.

Min Xiu was not there at breakfast, only the three of them.Min Yan didn't know why he was extraordinarily quiet, and he didn't have the diplomat-like conversation skills.But maybe talking is just a trick, a means, and if you get tired of it, you give it up.After breakfast, wipe your hands on a clean white paper towel.

Min Yan sat in the same car as him.In the morning light, Liang Ze observed his expression, saw the disgust, but did not know where it came from.The two of them had nothing to say in the confined space.

On the way, Min Yan was bored, so he grabbed his hand to play with, squeezed his fingers, and rubbed Liangze's palm with his fingertips.Liangze felt itchy, so he quickly pulled it out, cursing: Nervous!The other party laughed instead.Not long after, Min Yan became playful again like a child, grabbed his wrist with his middle finger and thumb, and said in amazement: "You see your hands are too thin and small. They are only three-fifths of mine."

Liang Ze has a little interest and patience, and the trivial details make him cherish the ordinary life.His love is not for people, but for the pyrotechnic admiration of earthly life.

If you tell him at this time that you will fall in love with a blurred face in the years to come, ridicule will definitely radiate from his heart.Also just in the heart.There was still a childish look on his face.The expression of the eyes was indeed cold.

Min Yan pretended to sleep with his eyes closed, and there were heavy shadows under his eyelids. It seemed that he didn't get a good night's sleep last night.Min Yan spoke very calmly.The tone is not like the past, nor is it like a boy.In an instant, he looked like his father.In that brief moment, he transcended youthfulness and was as solemn as an adult.It also looks ridiculous.

Min Yan said casually: "You don't look like a boy. You don't like sports, you don't like to make friends. Don't tell me that you know many people of your age. It's useless. Your eyes reveal your indifference. Do you think you The disguise is perfect. In fact, people close to you have to overcome your surrounding indifference. This sometimes becomes a kind of charm."

Liang Ze squeezed out a polite smile, feeling bored.Why is there such an abrupt in-depth analysis of so-called emotions?He was not in the mood to explore.He was lazy and didn't want to answer.But the kindness of the other party can be heard.

Liangze just said nothing: "You just said that I am not like you. Who stipulates what a girl should be, and what should a boy be like? I have always heard a saying: half of a man is a woman. From my point of view, an independent individual has both masculine and feminine traits in temperament, and it depends on which side has the upper hand. I think boys like you are one of the types who are arrogant and condescending? .These things are boring to talk about. You are also strange today. Maybe the seriousness in life can only be thought about occasionally. It is not suitable for words."

Min Yan was silent for a long time, and suddenly said without thinking: "You have a good conversation with him!" This is a little inspiration in the long conversation.The front is just a prelude, used as a foreshadowing.This is the essence.

A little bit of starlight splashed into Liangze's long and narrow eyes, shining brightly.He leaned over to Min Yan, touched Min Yan's palm back, curled his hand into a fist, stuffed it into his hand, and said angrily, "Look, your hands are going to wrap around me." Min Yan was stunned. Suddenly, as if being scalded, he stood up and escaped from Liangze's siege.

Liangze's face was tilted out of the window, and the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, with an inexplicable curvature.The car parked outside the school gate.There are already many people gathered on campus.The female students wearing royal blue shirt tops, white gauze skirt school uniforms, and thin white high-heeled shoes stared sporadically at the car that had just arrived.They were a little surprised, seeing the school grass and the senior grass appearing at the same time.

Liang Ze smiled gently at them, while Min Yan just walked blindly into the crowd and disappeared in the corridor ahead.The first class is English class.Liang Ze grew up in the United States, and his speaking, reading and writing were not difficult for him.Each English quiz is always above 140.Therefore, he has a great chance to be selected into the international class in this final exam.

He pushed open the back door of BASISD and sat in the last row. The deskmate Bloomberg really snatched his schoolbag, found the English test paper in it, and copied it.He lowered his head and took out a math tutorial book from the drawer, and read it intently.

This English class is taught by foreign teacher Christina, a fat fair-skinned American.She said she likes Charlotte Bronte's JaneEyer best.Easy to understand and rich in charm.In that class, the paragraph she asked Liang Ze to read was Jane's declaration against unfair treatment.

Liang Ze stood up, and Chen Guang portrayed the young man's figure beautifully and healthy, like a new bamboo that is advancing through joints.Fresh and lush.His clear voice with a little softness cast a layer of halo on this morning, which belonged to a soft and cold morning.

He was still thinking, the sun was rising gradually, the sunlight reflected on the window lattice wantonly and trickily, and the surrounding metal was refracted with cold light.Sober and determined.The class after class made Liang Ze adapt to the rhythm.No waves.The last math class in the morning is over.

Snow drifted inadvertently outside the window.This is a testament to the harsh winter this year.Unlike the wet, cold, mottled snow in the south, this snow is dry and light.It melts at the touch of a button.thin, fragile.They seem to be weightless, and after an afternoon, they can also assimilate the world around them into a kingdom of ice and snow.

Min Yan told him on WeChat that he would not go home tonight and would spend the night at a friend's house, and told him not to wait.You can go by car first.In fact, Min Yan's daily travel tool is a silver-gray motorcycle, which is staggeringly expensive.Zhao Ningqing had a special talk with him, and it was naturally the way of a gentle lady.Min Xiuye ​​didn't care.Anyway, isn't a lot of happiness in a wealthy family a result of squandering a lot of money?It's better to stick to it than to enjoy it for a while.

Liang Ze didn't have an umbrella.In the lobby on the first floor of Zhixing Building, I met Gu Jue's girlfriend Su Muqing.As if she was not afraid of the cold, she was wearing a mini skirt with exposed legs, her lips were painted bright red, and she looked like a vampire queen.She kindly handed him a pink parasol.

Liang Ze thanked him and joked, "How do you let me take it out? It's so small, it's still a parasol."

She laughed loudly, "I have kept this umbrella in the locker for half a year. I usually only use it to shade the sun. How did I expect it to snow today? It's strange, the weather forecast broadcasts rain and sleet the day after tomorrow. This Forecasts are inaccurate. Why don't you build your own weather forecasting station."

Liang Ze just laughed.

Su Muqing said to himself: "I have thought about it many times. I want to build it on the outskirts of the city. On the west side. Anyway, it is for fun. Besides, the weather is bad, which affects dressing. You know, my clothes are not for Today's ghost wears it. Gu Jue promised me to pay for this project."

Liang Ze asked her with concern, "You lend me your umbrella, what will you do?"

She said carelessly, "It's okay, Gu Jue will pick me up." They bid farewell.

Liangze was wearing a white shirt and black pencil pants underneath, and his white sneakers were sunk in the snow, one deep and the other shallow.But the umbrella was too small, and the snowflakes still floated to the face and shoulders.The shoulders and back of the shirt were stained with dark water stains.

Many people's eyes were attracted by the contrast between the exquisite pink umbrella and the slender figure of the boy.Liang Ze grew excited and childish from such attention.He was not ashamed.He walked with ease, a childish smile appeared on his face, his head was slightly lowered, as if he was talking with snowflakes.

It was extremely dark, and the twilight on the dome was oppressive.The outline is large and lonely.He was walking along the side of the road, and the two rows of sidewalk trees had lost all their branches and leaves, like an old man in his twilight years, lingering on his last breath.

He was full of boredom, his hands were frozen stiff, and his sneakers were already so dirty that he couldn't see his original appearance clearly.The cars on the street sped past one after another, splashing a few drops of muddy water on his trousers.

A row of sharp headlights shone into his eyes.Min Xiu night got out of the car, snowflakes were falling on his dark coat, he put his arms around Liang Ze, took off the wet camel scarf from Liang Ze's neck, and hugged him into the car.He asked Uncle Wen to drive faster.

The heater was turned on in the car, and the lights were turned up once.He made a cup of hot tea and told Liangze to drink it quickly.Another blanket was taken from the cabinet and wrapped around him.After being busy for a long time, Liangze's body gradually warmed up, and the blood on his face welled up, which made Min Xiuye ​​feel relieved.He raised the partition to block Uncle Wen's view.

Min Xiuye ​​simply took off his coat, revealing a high-necked knitted sweater, which was ocher.Inside is a bottoming iron gray shirt.Regardless of the other party's refusal, he hugged the child on his lap, wrapped Liangze's icy five fingers with his generous palm, and rubbed them back and forth to keep him warm.It wasn't until Liangze's hand gradually warmed up that he stopped doing this.

Liangze was held in his arms, even though separated by a layer of clothes, he could still feel the warmth behind him, burning Liangze's heart.Liangze was touched by his fingertips, feeling a thin layer of calluses.It is the result of ordinary pen accumulation.

The car was speeding on the twilight road, and the scenery of trees on both sides was retreating rapidly.Liang Ze was cold and tired, he seemed to have a fever, Min Xiu night probed his forehead, distressed and helpless, he couldn't think about that child.Born to be his nemesis.

He hugged Liangze quietly, resting his hand on Liangze's face, and slid past it lightly, Liangze didn't notice.Just answering him with a drowsy head.

"Why don't you wait a little longer? I saw it was snowing today, so I specially picked you up from the company in the same car. You don't want to wait any longer."

"I thought Uncle Wen forgot, so I made up my mind to go back by myself."

"You are ambitious. But you are still suffering from cold and fever. This is always the result of being brave. Who told you not to wait for me a little longer?"

"I thought it wouldn't come." Liang Ze replied mutterly.

Min Xiuye's voice was lowered, but still magnetic, his voice was a little hoarse for some reason, and the light projected on the dim car roof reflected his angular facial features, showing a kind of tenderness.Liang Ze didn't notice it.I just remembered that the other party said: "I will come. I will never forget you." At that moment, Liang Ze felt strange in his heart, and didn't think much about it.

If he had been more awake during that brief moment, everything after that would not have been determined to run in an unpredictable direction like fate.

Min Xiuye ​​arrived home as quickly as possible.There was no one in the villa.Accompanying Liangze to finish taking cold medicine, watching him go to bed after changing clothes, and just about to leave his room, Min Xiuye ​​helped him put the wet clothes into the clothes basket in the shower room.Just as he was about to put his pants down, he pulled out a lumpy object.It's a crumpled test paper.Wet stains are mottled, and several long strips lie across the roll.

It's a math paper.He leaned over the heater in the shower room, and with the light shining, he could faintly see the column for scoring: 76.Flying handwriting.He felt distressed and funny.Re-rolled, flattened, and stuffed in the trash.

He thought to himself that what he and Liangze's class teacher entrusted had the opposite effect. It was not his wish to make the child difficult and tormented.

He picked up the underwear that Liang Ze had replaced, a little surprised that the other party was wearing thongs.He felt like something was about to come out.The shower walls were a bit damp.Liang Ze fell asleep in the master bedroom.His heart was pounding.The palm of the hand squeezed the underwear tightly, the trace left by Liang Ze was very shallow, faint, clean, with a faint fishy smell.The trapped beast in his heart broke out of its cage.

In the small shower room, the shadow of an adult man was reflected on the wall. He was holding something with one hand, and the other hand was slowly reaching down his body.He was panting, his body was rising and falling, his head was tilted towards his left hand, as if he was sniffing deeply.Something seemed to stimulate his spirit, making him unable to restrain himself from screaming.What are you worried about and afraid of?Who knows?Perhaps, only the shadow knows.

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