Wait till the sun rises

Han Ling closed the door and hissed at Xu Jiming who was standing outside the door.

"I'm going to get the medicine box, you wait for me in the room."

Xu Jiming sat cross-legged on the floor, looking up at Han Ling disinfecting his wound with distressed face.

"Mom, don't you blame me?" he asked.

Han Ling shook her hand, and Xu Jiming immediately took a deep breath.

Han Ling said distressedly: "Does it hurt? Oh, don't move, let me see."

"No, nothing." Xu Jiming grinned.

While patting his arm, Han Ling gently wiped his wound.

Xu Jiming stared at Han Ling's face, not letting go of any expression on her face, and asked softly: "Mom, do you... agree to me being with Yang Yang?"

"Turn around." Han Ling's expression remained unchanged, and she picked up gauze to bandage his wound.

Xu Jiming turned around, he knew she heard, he waited quietly, but Han Ling never responded to him.

After a while, Han Ling said: "Okay, be careful not to touch the water, and pay attention to your diet, don't eat spicy things."

She packed the medicine box while talking, then got up and walked out.

"Mom." Xu Jiming's voice was full of pain, "I really don't want to force you, but I really love him."

Han Ling wiped her eyes with her hand, then stretched out her hand to open the door, and said, "Don't think about it, go to sleep first. Look at how heavy your dark circles are."

Xu Jiming stared at the ground, and whispered in a low voice, "Mom, you used to say that I was the pride of you and Dad, but now... am I still?"

Han Ling paused, then she turned her head sideways, Xu Jiming looked at her expectantly, but didn't want Han Ling to open the door and walk out quickly.

She resisted in a different way than her father.

——she chose to escape.

But running away will never solve the problem, Xu Jiming knows this, and of course Han Ling also knows it.

·

The days went on like this, and soon it was the end of June.

The original warm and joyful atmosphere at home is gone, replaced by heaviness and depression.

Xu Qiang finished his breakfast in silence, picked up his handbag and was about to go out.

Xu Jiming got up and took an umbrella, and said, "Dad, the weather forecast says it will rain today, so bring an umbrella."

Xu Qiang didn't seem to hear his son talking to him, or he just ignored Xu Jiming's existence in this family.He changed his shoes without saying a word, and then turned the doorknob.

Xu Jiming took a step forward, stuffed the umbrella into his bag, and said with a smile, "Dad, take it with you. It's not good to get sick in the rain."

Xu Qiang snorted, but didn't refuse again, and went out with his handbag.

Xu Jiming let out a breath.

These days he got off work on time, and went home without going anywhere after get off work, to stay with his parents.

Although their attitudes have not softened these days, Xu Jiming has not given up.

He would order a small gift machine for Xia Yang online, and while at work, he would sneak around and talk on the phone. Because he was worried that Xia Yang would not take good care of himself, he would occasionally make a small video.

On this day, Xu Jiming took advantage of his lunch break to send a small video to Xia Yang.

"Yo, my dear, I've become handsome again after a few days' absence."

Xia Yang smiled and said, "Poor."

Xu Jiming also laughed: "No, to be honest. Have you had lunch yet?"

"I've eaten." Xia Yang said, "I ate with Ruolin and the others."

Xu Jiming was a little apprehensive: "That's great, you are all in City B."

Xia Yang smiled, then became serious again, and looked at Xu Jiming with some concern: "Are you... all right? Uncle and aunt..."

Xu Jiming brushed his hair with his hands, and said relaxedly: "It's okay, my parents love me very much, they just need time."

Xia Yang narrowed his eyes and asked, "What happened to your forehead?"

Oops!He even forgot that although the wound on his forehead healed, it left a scar.

Xu Jiming hurriedly put down his hand, laughed and said, "It's nothing, you read it wrong."

Xia Yang obviously didn't believe it: "I saw it, don't try to lie to me. Come here and let me have a look."

Xu Jiming straightened his collar, and said, "It's true that you misread it. It may be something dirty on the screen. Wipe it off."

Xia Yang was silent for a while and said, "I'm sorry."

Xu Jiming hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I'm really fine." He snapped his fingers and laughed, "I've got good news for you."

Xia Yang's attention was obviously still on Xu Jiming's forehead, but it was covered by his hair so he couldn't see it.

His voice was muffled: "What good news?"

"When I was helping my mother clean up the room yesterday, I found a book about homosexuality under the sofa."

"Really?" Xia Yang was a little surprised, but soon frowned again, and asked worriedly: "Auntie and uncle, how are you doing these days? They must be very sad."

"Yes, very sad." Xu Jiming stared at Xia Yang's face on the screen, and said firmly, "But this time, I will never give up on you no matter what."

Xu Jiming shrugged his shoulders at this point, and smiled at Xia Yang: "Yangyang, to be honest, do you think I'm despicable like this?"

He frowned slightly: "Because my parents love me, I dare to hurt their hearts so unscrupulously. But I really can't give up on you. I don't want to care about what will happen in the future. I only know that if I If I give up, I will definitely regret it in the future. Regret, do you know that feeling? It’s special and uncomfortable.”

"I don't want to regret in the future. I regret that I didn't hold your hand today, just like that day when you were lying in the emergency room and I was waiting outside. I really don't want to try it again."

Xia Yang shook his head slowly and said, "No, I'm the same as you."

—so many things have slipped through my hands in my life that I can't hold on to anything.You are the only one I can't lose.So no matter how despicable or selfish, this time, I really don't want to back down.

——I won't think about the future, I only know that if I let go at this second, I will definitely regret it at the next second.

Xia Yang straightened his collar, cleared his throat, and laughed again: "Tong Xu/comrade, have you noticed any changes on my side?"

Xu Jiming looked at it carefully, and suddenly said, "Did you change offices?"

Xia Yang imitated him and snapped his fingers: "Yes, I was promoted."

"Really?" Xu Jiming's eyes lit up instantly, "Why didn't you tell me earlier to celebrate with you?"

Xia Yang smiled and said, "I've found a small notebook to write it down, and I'll make it up later."

"it is good."

Xia Yang felt a little melancholy: "You can't celebrate your birthday together this year."

Xu Jiming hummed, and said, "Remember it, and I'll get it back with interest when the time comes."

Xia Yang laughed: "Okay."

The rumbling thunder suddenly exploded, Xu Jiming was startled, turned his head to look at it, and said, "It's raining, the weather forecast is really accurate."

Xia Yang asked, "Have you brought an umbrella?"

·

"Professor Xu, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Xu Qiang finished class, turned off the computer, and walked out of the classroom with his handbag.

As expected, it was raining heavily outside, and the heavy rain was pouring down. Xu Qiang glanced at the umbrella lying in the handbag, pursed his lips, and took it out.

Xu Qiang is a supporter of environmentalism. The university is not far from home, so he commutes by bicycle.

Holding an umbrella in one hand, he staggered out of the school gate on his bicycle.

Because he was on the way, he went to the nearby vegetable market street to buy some vegetables, stuffed his car basket to the brim, and went home.

After walking not far, I saw that the road ahead was full of people, and there was a large area of ​​densely packed people holding umbrellas and wearing raincoats.

They all faced the same direction, raised their heads and pointed.

Xu Qiang landed on one foot, looked up in the heavy rain, and saw a boy standing on the top floor of a shopping mall.He squinted his eyes and realized that the student looked very familiar, and he was actually a child he had taught.

He hurriedly parked his bicycle aside, squeezed through the crowd and rushed to the front.

Some people in the crowd were holding up their mobile phones to take pictures, some were calling the police, and several aunts were trying to persuade them.

Xu Qiang squeezed all the way to the front, and recognized that the child was indeed one of his students.

He didn't know what this student was like on weekdays, but he always sat in the front row in his class, listened carefully and took notes.

Xu Qiang had a good impression of this student.Holding an umbrella, he shouted to the hysterical boy standing upstairs: "Yao Liang, what are you doing there? Come down quickly!"

The author has something to say:

The story is coming to an end, and I feel a little sad

Thank you little angels for your company all the way, bow

In addition, the update may not be stable these days, because there is another job in hand

I hope you can forgive me