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When leaving the rental room, Su Cheng almost looked back at every step.

Fortunately, there was no one in the building in the afternoon, even if he stopped and went like a fool, looking here and touching there, no one saw him.

Su Cheng has lived here for more than two years, leaving too many indelible memories.

Although there were many unsatisfactory things, looking at the simple kitchen outside the door, he seemed to see himself squatting here cooking porridge for Ren Xinyi.

On the ventilated balcony was the self who secretly watched him go countless times.

In the corridor, it was himself who pretended to hold Ren Xinyi's hand inadvertently.

At the stairway, he carefully asked him to go upstairs and sit down.

And the stone chair downstairs, the tree, the fly house by the roadside, the telephone pole by the street...

Everywhere here, he and himself have been left behind.

Su Cheng stood hesitantly for a long time leaning against the telephone pole, finally gritted his teeth, and walked quickly towards a remote and dark alley.

The alleys were dirty and messy, the smell of rancid food and the stench of egg shells, mixed with other smells, formed a pungent impact.

If you are unprepared, you can directly spit it out.

Almost no one comes here, even if there are, they come here to pick up garbage.

But it was here that Su Cheng and Ren Xin also had an intersection other than the teacher-student relationship for the first time.

Su Cheng covered his nose and walked slowly through the alley.

Two years ago, there wasn't as much rubbish as there is now.But that encounter was not a good memory.

At that time, the first semester of the freshman year was just over halfway. For some reason, it was rumored that the school girl liked Su Cheng.

Of course, Xiaohua did look for him, but before she spoke, Su Cheng told her.

"Sorry, you're beautiful, but I like men."

That's it, Xiaohua didn't even say a word, and left with a blank face.

But he himself was beaten because of this.

At that time, he was lying in this alley, no different from the garbage that is randomly thrown here now.

It's just that the person who picked up the trash was Ren Xinyi who was shining brightly.

Isn't it said that garbage is a resource that is misplaced?

But when Su Cheng thought of that day, Ren Xin would rather stand behind the door than look at himself again.

Probably, in Ren Xinyi's heart, the current self is not even worthy of being trash!

Su Cheng wiped his face.

The smell here is really smoky, even the tears are smoky.

Su Cheng walked out of the alley slowly, and wandered around aimlessly, wondering if it was because of the smell of the alley on his body that the pedestrians on the road avoided him.

On the contrary, Su Cheng was quiet and just swayed all the way. Seeing that the sky was getting dark, he dawdled and found a nearby bus stop.

It's not that he has nowhere to go, it's just that place...

He was reluctant to go back.

However, he was reluctant to ask Su Cheng to spend money to live outside.

The place Su Cheng was going to was quite far from here, almost passing through the entire bustling urban area.

It is the farthest distance between the two points in this city.

At that time, he was focused on taking the A major, probably because of the distance, which would make him feel comfortable.

The bus stopped and went all the way, and it was completely dark outside before reaching the center of the city.

The whole city was lit up with neon lights, but it made the interior of the car even more deserted.

For some reason, there are very few people in the car today, and there are only a few of them, most of whom are old people.

Su Cheng looked at them and felt that he was also one of them.

So lonely and old, with nothing to rely on.

When the car arrived at the downtown station, a young mother and daughter finally came up.

The little girl looked about four or five years old, wearing a small crown on her head, combing her beautiful braids, wearing a pink princess dress with a white plush coat, and the little red leather shoes on her feet were extraordinarily shiny.

It's a pity that she has been crying since she got in the car, and her round face was flushed red from crying.

That heartbroken look made people worry too.

The young mother who was holding her was also well-dressed, and she also looked very anxious, coaxing her in a low voice.

It's a pity that no matter how she coaxed her, the little girl didn't listen to her persuasion, and instead cried louder and louder.

The young mother was also a little embarrassed, blushing, apologetic to the old man in the car, and walked to the back of the car with the little girl in her arms.

Su Cheng sat alone in the last row. Seeing the last person, the mother hugged the child and sat in the penultimate row.

When they got close, Su Cheng heard the whole story clearly.

It turned out that the little girl just wanted a bottle of drink, but the mother felt that the little girl had eaten too many snacks today, and she would not be able to eat well when she went home after drinking a drink, which was not good for her health.

The two insisted on their own opinions, and neither one was willing to give in, so it became like this.

This is actually a very common thing. For the sake of the child, the mother will always go against the child's wishes. Now that the child is young, he doesn't understand it. When he grows up in the future, he will naturally understand.

But when I understand it, it doesn't make sense.

Su Cheng buried his head in his arms, not wanting anyone to see his weakness.

He used to have this kind of happiness, but later... Later, everything became a dream.

In the end, all that was left to him were his father who committed suicide by jumping off a building and his mentally ill mother who knew nothing about it.

When Su Cheng got off at the station, it was already past eight o'clock.

It was already dark, and there were almost no pedestrians on the road, only the dim street lights, still standing silently.

This area is the old town of City A. Unlike the high-rise buildings in other places, most of them are low-rise old buildings.

The place Su Cheng is going to is in this area.

You have to turn a few turns along the dilapidated street until you come to a dilapidated alley with the words "Earth Temple Lane", and then go further in, and at the end, you can see a semi-rusted iron gate .

On the stone pillar by the door, there are four crooked characters written in dark red paint—this road is dead.

There was no guard, so Su Cheng pushed open the iron gate by himself and walked in.

There are only two buildings in this old community. After entering the iron gate, there is a small flower bed on the right hand side, in which there are miscellaneous flowers and plants, and some people planted a small piece of green onion and garlic seedlings in it.

The iron gate is facing the building, to be precise, it is facing the window, which is Su Cheng's destination.

It's just that there is an osmanthus tree outside the window, covering most of the scene inside the window.

This building has a history of many years, and it is only six floors high, with two opposite households living on the first floor.

Walking into the stairwell, people seem to be in another old time and space.

The white paint on the wall has changed color, and large pieces are peeling off. If you rub it carelessly, you will be covered with dust.

Under the stairwell, someone lost a dilapidated single sofa. It was dirty and torn, the yellowed inner layer was exposed, and a thick layer of dust was spread on it.

There are only five steps to the first floor.

After going up, Su Cheng turned to the right instead of going to the left.

He stood at the door for a long time before knocking lightly on the door.

It wasn't until the third round that there was some noise inside the door.

Su Cheng had always had a dead face, but at this moment, he put away his depressed mood and adjusted his expression to his usual indifferent state.

He has indeed been unhappy recently, but these are his own affairs, and there is no need to let others know.

At a very young age, Su Cheng understood a truth. He had no qualifications or rights to be a child who was bullied outside and went home to seek asylum.

Because the shelter that belonged to him had already been broken.

Behind the door in front of him is not his new shelter.

What he has, and the only thing he has, is a person who needs his protection in the door behind him.

Su Cheng rubbed his face, forced a smile, he had adjusted his state, and the door just opened at this time.

The warm yellow light in the room immediately came out.

Su Cheng shook his head, and had the illusion of chaotic time and space for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure, and whispered: "Aunt Zhao, I'll get the key."

"Ahem...it's Xiaocheng, why are you back?"

When Aunt Zhao saw the person outside the door, she immediately stretched out her hand with a smile, and dragged and dragged the person into the house through the clothes.

"You go into the room first, come back at this hour, haven't you eaten yet? Auntie just cooked your favorite cabbage dumplings, come quickly."

Aunt Zhao is over 50 years old this year. Because of some problems with her left foot, she walks a little bumpy.His gray hair was casually pulled into a bun, and his face was lined with wrinkles, especially the furrow on his forehead.

She was strong and stubborn when she was young, but now she has changed a lot, but she has worked hard, making the traces left by the years all the more conspicuous.

Fortunately, the mental head is not bad.

"I..." Su Cheng's breathing was a little tight, he hesitated to step back, he didn't want to trouble others.

Aunt Zhao directly dragged him to the table, pushed him to sit down, and stuffed a pair of chopsticks into his hands: "You eat first, don't worry, I pack a lot."

Su Cheng knew that she was planning to send it to those few old widowed families in the community.

Seeing that Su Cheng didn't move, Aunt Zhao thought wrongly, her eyes were full of love and affection: "You child, you are worried about your mother, right? You can rest assured, she has already eaten."

Hearing this, Su Cheng moved his chopsticks.

Seeing him eating, Aunt Zhao walked to the kitchen with a smile, but the smile on her face completely faded as soon as she entered.

Xiaocheng seemed to be a little thinner than last time, and his expression was much more gloomy, as if he was even more unwilling to get close to others.

I don't know if I was bullied by my classmates again.

Aunt Zhao frowned worriedly, and was afraid that Su Cheng outside would find out, so she quickly turned on the fire again, planning to cook another pot of dumplings.

Su Cheng was still not used to it, he was about to stop after eating two.

Aunt Zhao in the kitchen, like a magician, suddenly poked her head out and said angrily, "What? Isn't it delicious?"

When she deliberately lowered her face, she could still vaguely see the aura of her youth.

Su Cheng was dazed for a moment, then smiled bitterly, shook his head, quickly picked up another dumpling, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Only then did Aunt Zhao laugh again, and she knew that Xiao Cheng always looked cold, but in fact he was very soft-hearted.

"Eat slowly, no one will grab you. After eating, I will give you the key, and you can go back and spend time with your mother."

"Well, she..." Su Cheng was a little choked up, as if something was stuck in his throat, he couldn't ask, so he lowered his head and stuffed his mouthful of dumplings again.

"Your mother has been doing well recently," Aunt Zhao understood, and sighed, "Since she jumped out of the window last time, she has been doing well recently."

Su Cheng nodded numbly, his throat was so painful that he couldn't say a word.

Who would have thought that Chen Xiuping could jump off the first floor.

Their old houses don't even have protective fences, and they can jump down when they open the windows.

Fortunately, they lived on the first floor, so Chen Xiuping knocked her head off. If it was higher...

Su Cheng didn't dare to think deeply.

This is now.

Three months ago, when Su Cheng just learned that Chen Xiuping jumped off the building, he almost collapsed on the spot.

In fact, Chen Xiuping became abnormal after Su Kaiwei, that is, Su Cheng's father jumped off the building.

When sober, they are only mentally confused, do not recognize people, and do not speak; when they are sick, they will yell and self-mutilate.

But she never hurt others, let alone committed suicide.

Until she jumped like that, Su Cheng felt that everything was over.

Thinking that Chen Xiuping might come again at any time, Su Cheng felt that it would be better to finish it all.

This was also the real reason why Su Cheng committed suicide at that time.

It's just that he bumped into Ren Xinyi by accident.

He had a crush on Ren Xinyi for three years, and he never even thought about confessing.

It's just a moment of life and death, and suddenly I can no longer suppress it.

Thinking of Ren Xinyi, Su Cheng felt uncomfortable again.

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Even if he leaves those familiar environments, his figure will still reverberate in his mind all the time.

"What are you thinking about?"

Aunt Zhao came over with freshly cooked dumplings and interrupted Su Cheng's mood just in time.

"Come on, there are more here, eat more, you are too thin."

Where did Su Cheng dare to refute, he answered "Mmmm" twice, buried his head in another meal.

Aunt Zhao chatted a few gossips while eating.

Su Cheng just listened quietly.

After the two of them finished eating, Su Cheng slowly helped to wash the dishes and chopsticks, tidy up the kitchen, and he planned to help mop the floor.

Aunt Zhao stood by the door, looking at him, a little at a loss and a little worried.

"Why don't you go back first, your mother... misses you a lot."

Su Cheng pursed his lips and said nothing, but he had other thoughts in his heart.

Chen Xiuping now...it would be nice to recognize him, do you want to talk about where he came from.

Su Cheng glanced at the time on his phone, it was almost ten o'clock.

Really have to go back.

Su Cheng rubbed the cloth clean, shook it out to dry, took off his bib, wiped his hands, and then walked out of the kitchen, took the key and went out.

He walked very slowly, pondering as he walked, and before leaving the door, he took 500 yuan from his bag and handed it to Aunt Zhao.

"This...here, thank you."

Outside, Su Cheng has never been such a clumsy person, but facing Aunt Zhao, he really doesn't want to say many things.

Aunt Zhao looked at the money with a sad face, but she refused to accept it no matter what.

Su Cheng didn't flirt with her, and put the money directly into Aunt Zhao's hand, and then closed the door with his hand still on the doorknob, preventing anyone from opening the door.