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The warm and moist touch brushed the tea-white bridge of the nose, and brushed over the eyelashes. With the intimacy, the boy's breath suddenly became very close, which was the sweetness of iced orange soda.

Hearing the phrase "Always", Tubai's eyes flashed, and just as he was about to say something, Taotao's voice sounded from outside: "Xiaobai, are you inside?"

"I'm here." Tubai paused, Shen Jianxia didn't let go of his fingers, and responded, "I have something to say to Teacher Summer."

"Oh, is that finished? It's time to go." Taotao stopped tactfully and didn't come in again.

Tubai looked into Shen Jianxia's eyes, looked at him for a few seconds, and said, "It's over."

Shen Jianxia lowered her eyes and looked at him carefully for a moment, then let go of her hand and smiled: "Go."

"Yeah." Tubai also smiled at him, "Let's go."

No goodbyes, no farewells.When Tubai turned to leave, Shen Jianxia had been standing there watching. Tubai didn't look back, but he could feel two scorching gazes staying on his back, hotter than the scorching sun, making people sweat.

It wasn't until he got into the car and closed the door that his eyes were completely blocked from the outside.

In September, the crew of "Killing the Gods" officially wrapped up, and the University of the Arts also ushered in the opening season.

On the night of the first day of school, Shen Jianxia went home.Before going home, he didn't tell his parents in advance.

It was eight o'clock in the evening when Shen Jianxia arrived home. Usually, at this time, the shop had closed the stalls for stir-fry and roasted stew, and switched to selling barbecue for supper.

On the way home, he ran into a few neighbors who came out for a walk after dinner, and insisted on chatting with him, asking him if he had become a star in filming, and if he could earn 10 yuan for a book.

There was no malice, it was pure curiosity and concern from the elders.Shen Jianxia smiled and perfunctorily went back one by one, and finally got away, but her pace of going home became more and more hesitant.

Mom and Dad will ask him what.

Although the posts on the Internet that revealed Shen Jianxia's real information have been deleted, the fact that the popular BL writer Summer lives in Chengfengxiang West Street, Queshan City has spread, and many readers come here because Shen Jianxia is not at home. A lot of business has become hot instead.

Shen Jianxia used to be able to support three people by himself when he was at home, but now he has his own work to do and his parents are too busy, so he was finally willing to hire two small workers to help.

When returning to the door of the store, Shen Jianxia saw that the barbecue grill at the door of the store had been set up.There is not enough space in the store, all the tables and chairs are placed on the street, and it is still full of young people who come to eat supper.

Seeing Shen Guangzong, who is usually invisible, standing in front of the grill grilling oysters, Shen Jianxia was a little surprised. He stopped across the road, put one hand in his pocket, and looked at him with interest. It's getting messy.

He was also engaged, so Shen Guangzong's idle temperament was forced to put away, and he began to do things in a down-to-earth manner.

I haven't been home for three months, and everyone seems to have changed a lot.

I just don't know if there is anything different at home when he is not at home.

Probably not.Shen Jianxia thought to herself mockingly in her heart.

It's the same with or without him.

Shen Guangzong, who was busy, accidentally raised his head, and saw Shen Jianxia standing across the street.He was stunned for a moment, then turned around and shouted into the shop: "Mom, Jian Xia is back!"

His roar made the diners sitting in front of the stall tremble with fright, and they looked over one after another.

"Jianxia is back!" Shen Bin came out of the store with a pot of skewered meat skewers, and when he saw Shen Jianxia, ​​his wrinkled face showed a pleasant smile, "Come on, come in quickly! Your mother In the shop!"

Shen Jianxia raised her leg and crossed the road.

Just approaching the door of the store, before he had time to speak to Shen Guangzong, a few girls immediately threw down the barbecue and surrounded him, shouting "See Brother Xia, see Brother Xia", blocking him at the door of the store.

Shen Jianxia lowered her eyes and saw that there were a few junior high school girls who often came to the store to eat, and they were all regular customers.

The little girls surrounded Shen Jianxia, ​​chirping and asking if he was the Summer who wrote novels on the Internet.

"See Brother Xia, you know, I've always been a fan of Summer, and I love the books written by Summer. Woo, I didn't expect you to be Summer! I'm so excited that I want to cry!"

"Me too! I was blown up when I saw your photo on Weibo hot search that day! Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow?

Shen Jianxia was dragged by the hem of her clothes by the little girls, squinting her red phoenix eyes under the slightly dazzling incandescent light, and smiled a little badly: "Really? Are you looking at the genuine one or a txt briefcase?"

"Just—" the little girl who was asked blushed, "I didn't have any awareness of piracy before, and I found documents and resources on the Internet. Later, I was popularized about copyright knowledge, so I quickly downloaded the genuine app and paid for it. Read it. Sorry sorry, I didn't mean to watch the pirated version."

"So cute." Shen Jianxia raised her hand and rubbed her hair, "It's the same for other authors, you must support the original version, you know?"

"I know." The little girls answered shyly in a low voice.

"Okay, I'm going in first, you guys eat." Shen Jianxia raised his chin, "Let my brother bake some oysters for you, and try his craft."

"Hello!" Shen Guangzong, who had been eavesdropping with his ears turned away from them, was suddenly called out. He was startled, and turned back to stare at him angrily, "I'm already very tired, don't make trouble for me!"

The little girls didn't care about this, they cheered and ran up to surround Shen Guangzong, asking him to treat them to oysters.

After sending the little girl away, Shen Jianxia paused at the door for a while before entering the store.

Sister Fei was sitting in front of the counter watching TV, and when she saw Shen Jianxia coming in, she turned her attention away from the TV screen: "Are you back?"

"En." Shen Jianxia responded, walked over, and put the water cake that he bought along the way on the counter, "I bought it for you."

"Hey." Sister Fei narrowed her eyes, held the plastic bag in front of her, opened it and took a look inside, "The filming is over?"

"The filming is over." Shen Jianxia replied.

"Pull up a chair and sit down," Fei Jie said.

Shen Jianxia's heart sank, and an atmosphere of parental admonition suddenly enveloped him and his mother.He turned his head and glanced, saw an empty chair next to him, dragged it to Sister Fei and sat down.

For some reason, Shen Jianxia felt a little depressed.

I don't know what to face next.

"What scene were you filming?" Fat Sister asked.

"A costume fantasy drama."

"When can I watch it on TV?"

"It's still in the later stage, and the file has not been fixed. It will have to wait until next year at the earliest."

Sister Fei let out an "oh" and stared at the TV, neither of them spoke.

After being silent for a while, Sister Fei suddenly asked, "Still writing novels?"

Shen Jianxia paused for a moment: "Yes."

"Have you made any money?" Fat Sister asked.

"Earned."

"How much did you earn?"

Shen Jianxia compared a number with her fingers.

Sister Fei's expression was a little surprised: "Wan?"

Shen Jianxia smiled and lowered her voice: "Ten million."

Hearing about this unit, Sister Fei immediately laughed, apparently not believing it: "You kid, are you bluffing your mother?"

"I didn't fool you." Shen Jianxia raised an eyebrow at his mother.

Sister Fei still didn't believe it, until Shen Jianxia took out her mobile phone and showed her the income record of the author's background, Sister Fei was dumbfounded: "My God, can you really earn so much by writing novels?"

"Yeah." Shen Jianxia's voice was a little rambunctious. He didn't tell the truth. These are just the manuscript fees earned in Blue Ocean these years, not counting the derivative copyright fees sold, "But I used all the money to invest. Now Not a cent left. Don’t tell others about my manuscript fee. If someone asks, you just say you don’t know.”

"Who am I going to tell?" Fat Sister smiled until the flesh on her face squeezed together, she patted Shen Jianxia on the shoulder with a look of relief, "My son is promising."

The tense atmosphere just now suddenly became more relaxed.

Shen Jianxia didn't relax in the slightest, he knew that the real relief that he should face hadn't come yet.

At this moment, as if knowing what Shen Jianxia was thinking, Sister Fei suddenly changed the subject: "Then what novel did you write?"

Hearing this question, Shen Jianxia's throat tightened.

finally come.

He didn't look up at Fat Sister, but stared at the image on the TV screen, deliberately avoiding staring at Fat Sister: "Damn Beauty."

"What is Tanmei?" Fat Sister asked.

"...Two good-looking boys are in a relationship."

When she said this, Shen Jianxia finally plucked up the courage to raise her head to see Sister Fei's expression.

Sure enough, Sister Fei's expression was a little dignified. She frowned, looking confused, as if she couldn't understand: "Does it mean gay?"

"You can understand it like this. But I want to declare that homosexuality is homosexuality, and danmei is a subject of artistic creation. This is the difference between reality and creation, which are actually different."

Sister Fei frowned, as if she was trying to digest the huge amount of information in Shen Jianxia's words: "Why do you write about this kind of subject?"

"Literary creation is free, and the choice of subject matter is also free." Finally determined to face up to the crux of the problem, Shen saw that the boulder that had been pressing down on Xia Xia's heart fell to the ground instead, and he said calmly, "Because I want to try, so I just Choose, there is no reason."

Miss Fat didn't answer.

Shen Jianxia was silent for a while, then changed the subject: "Little aunt...has she been here?"

"Did your brother tell you?" Fat Sister woke up from her contemplation and looked up at him.

"En." Shen Jianxia responded.

"It's a good thing you're not at home. When she came to the store that day, she was so proud of herself, she looked like a villain, and anyone who saw it wanted to use a broom to drive her out." Sister Fei rolled her eyes, "Our two families are so happy. She hasn't seen each other for many years, but she keeps an eye on her, waiting for any trouble to come and make trouble."

"Mom," Shen Jianxia lowered her eyes, stared at the piece of water cake in a plastic bag on the counter, and lowered her voice, "Back then..."

As if she didn't expect Shen Jianxia to take the initiative to bring up the matter of the year, Sister Fei gave a pause.

The matter of the little aunt was taboo in their family. Since the two families broke off the relationship, no one dared to mention this matter in front of Shen Jianxia.Even Shen Guangzong's outspoken temperament knew that this matter could not be said, and carefully took care of Shen Jianxia's emotions.

But it's not like no one else has mentioned it over the years.On New Year's Eve last year, Shen Jianxia's family went back to her grandmother's house for a New Year's Eve dinner. The little aunt knew that Shen Jianxia's family had gone, so she didn't go back, and deliberately avoided them.

After dinner, the family went out for a walk, only the grandma who didn't want to go out and Shen Jianxia who stayed with her were left at home.

The grandparents and grandchildren are sitting in the living room, one is watching TV, and the other is writing on his mobile phone with his head down. The only sounds in the room are the sound of the Spring Festival Gala program from the TV and the sound of firecrackers from outside the window.

All was well at first, but the grandma who had been staring at the TV screen suddenly said to Shen Jianxia: "Your little aunt refused to come, she said she didn't want to see you."

"Yeah." Shen Jianxia paused for a moment without looking up, but stopped typing, and replied calmly, "I don't want to see her either."

"I have only two daughters, and the whole family can't be reunited during Chinese New Year." Grandma muttered complainingly, "It's because of your scribbled stuff on the Internet that your little aunt refused to see you, and the quarrel between your two families is so deadlocked." ..."

The implication is obvious, and it's just a matter of saying "it's all your fault".

"Then what do I want? I was less than 15 years old." Shen Jianxia put down his mobile phone, he looked directly at the TV screen, and did not look at his grandmother, his tone suddenly became cold, "A child who is less than 15 years old wrote She wrote an essay, a prose-style novel, and she saw it. She was sick in her heart, and she insisted on forcing herself into it. Who could control her? I was just a child back then, how did she treat me? You all forget Is it? I don’t write anymore, can’t I? What else do I need?”

At the age of 15, QQ Zone was still popular and writing diaries. Shen Jianxia occasionally published some publicly visible essays and novels in the space.

Once, he wrote an essay casually, chatting about some trivial things in life, and added some fictional plots in the style of novels.

It was just an extremely ordinary prose novel, only a few hundred words long, and at best it was just a complaint of a literary boy, but it was accidentally read by my cousin Ye Qing.

Ye Qing immediately called her aunt to the computer and asked her to read the essay written by Shen Jianxia.

The little aunt went crazy with anger after reading it, and firmly believed that Shen Jianxia alluded to her in the diary, deliberately wrote such things and published them on the Internet.

In order to prevent Shen Jianxia from deleting the log, the little aunt asked Ye Qing to copy and paste Shen Jianxia's log for backup, print it out, and then call Sister Fei to complain.

Because of Shen Jianxia's unintentional writing, the little aunt made a huge fuss, accusing his parents of not teaching him well, and abetting and provoking him in front of the children all day long, Shen Jianxia would write such things.He also said that Shen Jianxia posted the family affairs on the Internet randomly, so that all netizens on the Internet could see it, so she didn't have to be a human being anymore.

The conscience of heaven and earth, Shen Jianxia's QQ list has less than fifty people, and the number of views of that diary is only a pitiful dozen or so.Probably my aunt really regards herself as an international superstar, and she thinks that netizens all over the country can see her mess through Shen Jianxia's QQ space, which will definitely cause an uproar.

The little aunt took the printed papers to go to grandma to complain. Sister Fei and Shen Bin took Shen Guangzong to deal with the matter, leaving Shen Jianxia alone at home.

Shen Jianxia didn't know how the little aunt threw those thin and fragile printing papers in front of Shen Jianxia's parents.He has never seen those few pieces of paper from beginning to end, nor has he seen his little aunt.

The little aunt didn't confront him, she just said, "When I saw Shen Jianxia, ​​I was afraid I couldn't help myself and slap him."This sentence was relayed by Shen Guangzong to Shen Jianxia. After listening, Shen Jianxia was silent for a long time without saying the last word.

That essay really didn't allude to the little aunt, let alone their family affairs, but the little aunt wanted to substitute herself.

At that time, Shen Jianxia was not good at expressing his inner thoughts, he could only write but not speak, and had no way to defend himself.

In fact, he doesn't need to explain, because no one will listen, everyone only believes what they want to believe.

Originally, the relationship between Sister Fei and Little Aunt was not very good, but they only maintained the blood relationship on the surface.This time, because of Shen Jianxia's matter, the two families found an excuse and broke up completely.

And the essay that Shen Jian Xia Wuxin wrote was probably circulated by the whole family.

At that time, Shen Jianxia only felt suffocated, especially the gloomy faces of his parents after they came back from grandma's house, which made him at a loss.

There is also the strong shame and disgust of being snooped out and then forced to be made public.It was like being stripped naked and thrown on the street, dissected and dissected, the belly was cut open, and all the internal organs rolled and fell to the ground, covered with dust, exposed to the scorching sun for people to watch.Blowflies buzzed around him, and the air was filled with the stench of decaying flesh.

Unintentional essays were labeled by others when they went online. I experienced this kind of thing when I was 15 years old. Later, when Shen Jianxia went to write online articles, he encountered plagiarists who bit him back and grabbed a random sentence in his article. It's not surprising that they are human flesh and others.

When Shen Jianxia was 15 years old, she collapsed once, falling apart, leaving only an empty shell.

He has become a sinner through the ages, a crime of sowing discord between families.

But he clearly did nothing.

After that incident, Shen Jianxia locked herself in her room every night to lick her wound.He didn't know how to tell his parents, and he was eager to get comfort and enlightenment from them, but he finally chose to give up.

He can't.

He felt that his parents must be blaming him.

Shen Jianxia lay curled up on the cold floor every night, holding her mobile phone, watching the TV series starring Tu Bai over and over again, gaining strength from different characters one after another.

Finding a spiritual sustenance for herself, instilling her hope for the future in the idol, this is the only way Shen Jianxia found for herself when her mind was not yet fully mature.

That was the power brought by idols, and it was brought to him by Tubai.No one can do it except Tubai.

If not, Shen Jianxia really doesn't know how he survived at that time.

On the night of New Year's Eve, upon hearing Shen Jianxia's answer, grandma knew that she had made a slip of the tongue, and her tone softened immediately: "I don't blame you, no one blames you..."

"I hate her." Shen Jianxia sneered and interrupted her, "Grandma, please never mention her in front of me."

Grandma was speechless.

After Sister Fei came back, she knew that grandma had mentioned the matter of her little aunt to Shen Jianxia, ​​and she was so angry that she scolded grandma: "You are so confused, why did you mention this!? You think A Rong is Do you really want to come back to see you? She doesn't want to come back at all, so she uses our family as an excuse! Mom, don't bring this up when you meet Xia in the future!"

But that night Shen Jianxia still suffered great injuries, he locked himself in the room, and lay down on the cold floor like a masochist all night, as if this could atone for his sin.

Redeem some sins you want to add.

After the little aunt's incident, and later registering a social account with the nickname Summer, Shen saw that Xia Xin was afraid, and never revealed any information related to her personal life on the Internet.

But he is also a chatterbox, so he can only divide into multiple trumpets, babbling like talking to himself.

Apart from the avoidant personality brought by the original family, the reason for not wanting to expose herself to the public eye is partly because of this matter.

Shen Jianxia kept blaming herself.He felt that the grudge between himself and his parents began with the incident of his aunt.

Even though his parents never said anything, Shen Jianxia also thought that he was not wrong, but occasionally, he couldn't help feeling that it was all his fault.

Things would not be where they are today if he hadn't written that essay.

So his parents were more partial to his elder brother, and he had nothing to say.He was like a superfluous transparent person at home, forgotten and neglected, he had resentment in his heart, but he had nothing to say.

Shen Jianxia thought, this is the retribution and punishment he should bear.

"Son, you are already an adult." Sister Fei stood up and rubbed Shen Jianxia's hair, "The previous things are in the past. It was not your fault. Don't blame yourself. Mom didn't blame you. Mom didn't I don’t know what books I have read or what I created, but it’s your freedom to write whatever you want, so there’s no need to worry so much.”

Shen Jianxia didn't answer.

"Before, your dad and I were always worried that you would not be able to support yourself if you insisted on studying art. We were afraid that you would have a bad life in the future, and we were afraid that you would find us annoying if you talked too much, so we didn't dare to mention it to you." Sister Fei sighed, "Knowing that you haven't given up on writing and can still earn money to support yourself through writing, my mother is relieved. When I saw your photo on the Internet the other day, your brother said it was some kind of human flesh search. Your dad and I were frightened. You had an accident, and I didn’t dare to call you to ask you, for fear of disturbing your work. We didn’t see you calling back later, so we knew that everything should be fine, so we were relieved.”

Shen Jianxia stared at the table, feeling her throat tightened, as if something was blocking her.

"Are you staying at home tonight?" Sister Fei continued to ask, and before Shen Jianxia could answer, she said to herself, "I went upstairs to make your bed, and I bought a new air conditioner last month and installed it in the room on the second floor. Just waiting for you to come back and use it. Are you hungry? Ask your dad to grill a piece of fish for you and your brother. I’m going to report at the university tomorrow, right? Close the shop early tonight, and the three of you have a drink.”

"...Okay." Seeing that Xia Xia's eyes were hot, she finally answered with a hoarse voice.

Sister Fei went upstairs to make Shen Jianxia's bed, and before she left, she didn't forget to take away the water cake Shen Jianxia bought for her.

Shen Jianxia sat in front of the counter for a while, and when she calmed down, she cleared her throat, pretended to be nonchalant, and got up to look for Shen Guangzong.

Shen Guangzong was still roasting oysters at the door, when Shen Jianxia suddenly appeared behind him, startled him, turned around and cursed: "Shen Jianxia, ​​what are you doing?! Silent like a ghost! You scared me to death!"

Shen Jianxia raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Aren't you too timid? Can you still marry a wife like this?"

"Look at what you said, who do you look down on?" Shen Guangzong proudly showed off the engagement ring on his hand, "Find a seat and sit down, and taste brother's roasted oysters, it's no worse than you."

"Sons, the fish is grilled, hurry up and eat it while it's hot!" Shen Bin at the other end held the charcoal basin containing the grilled fish and yelled at them, "Who's going to bring the frozen beer? Who's going to call your mother? "

"I'll call Mom." Shen Guangzong replied, "Wait a minute, my oysters will be roasted soon!"

Shen Jianxia turned her back, wiped her eyes quickly where no one was seeing, then turned around and replied loudly: "I'll get a beer."