Classmate, your pants are fading?

Qi Heng remembered that it was a day after his college entrance examination.He worked part-time in a fast food restaurant behind Wu Kaiming's back, trying to earn more money during the summer vacation, so that Wu Kaiming could get less tuition for college.

The night shift in a 24-hour fast food restaurant is a bit difficult, but the pay is slightly more, so Qi Heng thinks it is quite good.In the early hours of the morning, there were some homeless people who were reluctant to leave, and some people who had their own troubles who didn't want to go home, but there were almost no people who actually came to order food, only a few takeaway orders came in occasionally.

Qi Heng was doing nothing in front of the cash register.Although he knew it violated the regulations, the young man who couldn't live without the Internet still took out his mobile phone and connected to the wireless network in the store to start surfing the Internet.

While watching a video with great interest, his cell phone rang.

Qi Heng was taken aback.One was because he had violated the rules and acted guilty, and the other was because he had received a call from a stranger in the middle of the night that reminded him of a horror movie he had just watched on his own risk.

There is an unfamiliar number on the phone, which doesn't look like a mobile phone number.

Qi Heng hung up decisively, and then guiltyly put the phone on vibrate and put it back in his pocket.

But within a few seconds, the phone in his pocket vibrated again.Qi Heng took it out and saw that it was still the same number.

He looked up at the time: 1:40 am.

Any phone call at this hour seemed a little scary.

Qi counselor quickly hung up the phone.

I don't know why this phone call keeps coming in, I am very persistent.After about five or six times, Qi Heng finally couldn't take it anymore.He looked around: the lights were bright (although a few bulbs were suffocated), there were quite a few guests (although most of them were asleep), and colleagues (who had fallen asleep in the corner with their arms folded), what do you think here? It also doesn't look like a place where a horror movie situation would happen.

His heart broke, and he pressed the green button when the call came in again.

When the phone was connected, Qi Heng pursed his lips nervously and said nothing.The weird thing is that the people over there didn't speak either.For a while, there was nothing else on the phone except the sound of the two breathing.

Qi Heng was a little flustered, and a terrible movie plot appeared in his mind.Just when he raised his finger to hang up the phone, the other party spoke as if he could see him.

"Xiaoheng..."

Qi Heng was taken aback.

This man knows my name! ! ! ! !Why! ! ! !

When he was so frightened that his palms were sweating, the man continued, "It's Mom... Can you hear me?"

He was not afraid after hearing the second sentence, but his whole body was cold.

He tried his best to search for the keyword "mother" in his memory, but the most he could think of was the face of a crying woman, and behind her was often accompanied by an angry man.

Qi Heng's lips trembled slightly, he didn't know how to start this conversation, or even whether he should start this conversation.

He still has many questions in his mind: Why are you calling now?How did you know my phone number?What more do you want?

Numerous doubts dissipated in silence, leaving only some memories.

He remembered his father's determination at that time, his mother's cowardice, his sister's helplessness, and his indifference when Wang Wei took him away from home.

When he was young, he complained, read, cried, and made trouble.But the past is the past.He put it down and didn't want to pick it up again.

Taking a deep breath, Qi Heng's voice came steadily: "Hello. What's the matter?"

A woman's cry came from the other side of the phone, sobbing: "Xiaoheng... Mom, I'm sorry... I'm really sorry..."

"You have nothing to apologize to me." Qi Heng thought for a while and said sincerely, "I'm living a pretty good life now."

The woman's crying was obviously suppressed, and Qi Heng could imagine her crying with her mouth covered.He remembered that the phone at home was placed in the living room, and his parents had already slept in separate rooms, and his mother got up in the middle of the night to call him because she didn't want his father to know.

Qi Heng's heart sank.After so many years, it seems that the situation at home has not changed much, the tyrant is still a tyrant.

The woman's sobbing became softer, and she said intermittently: "Mom misses you... This, these years... Mom has always missed you... Every year on your birthday, I will go to the fair to buy some of your favorite food snacks..."

For some reason, Qi Heng felt sick to his stomach when he heard his mother's words, he clutched his chest and frowned tightly.The woman's confession continued but he couldn't take it anymore.

Qi Heng interrupted his mother: "If you are calling to tell me how much you blame yourself, then forget it."

"Xiaoheng, are you still angry with your mother? I..."

"No." Qi Heng pressed his chest, and his tone was soft and calm, "I'm not angry. Not at all. I should say I don't care. If you hit so hard, you just want to uncover my scars and tell yourself Let’s forget about the pain, grievance and all kinds of compensation. I don’t think it’s necessary. I’m busy now, so I’ll hang up first.”

After all, Qi Heng hung up the phone resolutely amidst the woman's voice trying to stop her.

The moment his phone was pressed on the cashier counter, he finally couldn't help it, rushed to the back kitchen and threw up violently holding a trash can.His movement woke up a colleague who was secretly sleeping beside him, and that person hurriedly got up to check on his situation.

"Hey, are you okay?"

"Qi Heng! What's wrong? Are you okay? Qi Heng?"

The two voices overlapped and echoed in Qi Heng's mind, he slowly opened his eyes and saw Cheng Chuji looking at him worriedly.Qi Heng blinked slowly, looked at Cheng Chuji's hands holding his shoulders, and said with a smile, "You wake people up so roughly?"

"Can you still laugh? What's wrong with you?" Cheng Chuji frowned.

"It's okay~" Qi Heng tried his best to raise the corners of his mouth, but judging from the other party's reaction, it seemed unsuccessful.

"Are you trying to scare me to death? You are so sweaty, I thought you had any sudden illness history that you didn't tell me!"

After he talked about it, Qi Heng realized that not only his head, but also his body was sweating a lot. "Don't worry, I'm pretty healthy." He raised his hand to wipe his forehead and asked, "Are we there yet?"

"Three more stops."

"Oh..." Qi Heng closed his eyes and leaned back on Cheng Chuji's shoulder, "I'm fine, I just had a nightmare."

Cheng Chuji put his arms around his shoulders and carefully kissed his hair: "Don't be afraid. It's just a dream. It's okay. Be good~"

Qi Heng nodded obediently.

Yes, it's just a dream.