Excessive deviation

First, they didn’t respond to messages, phone calls, or videos, and then all the chat software was offline, so they couldn’t get through the phone.

On the first day, Zhong Shitian was able to comfort himself that Zhao Shuyao was with his grandfather, and it was normal that he had no time to pay attention to him.

The second day, the third day... He couldn't always think from Zhao Shuyao's point of view, he couldn't take it anymore, he wanted to hear Zhao Shuyao's voice and see his face, he was going crazy.

Such a loss of contact was too sudden, Zhong Shitian had to think in a terrible direction, could something have happened?

The more he thought about it, the more he was torturing himself. Zhong Shitian couldn't attend class properly for several days, and the teacher was worried that he might be sick.

"Baby, what's the matter with you?" Jiang Ru saw that something was wrong with Zhong Shitian. Since he entered the exam preparation stage, he communicated with his family a lot less. She and Zhong Pingbei have always been very reassured about his studies, never much. Asked, but did not expect Zhong Shitian's condition to become so bad.

"Are you too tired from studying?" Jiang Ru caressed his cheek, "Don't push yourself too hard, take it easy, okay?"

Zhong Shitian shook his head, his burden these days was too much, he couldn't take it anymore, and said with red eyes: "Mom, I can't contact Shuyao anymore, did something happen to him? I'm so scared..."

"Shuyao?" Jiang Ru was slightly surprised. Zhao Shuyao had been away from here for two months, and would talk to her twice a month. She wasn't too worried, but Zhong Shitian was actually thinking like crazy. look.

But she didn't have time to think about it, the appearance of her youngest son crying was too painful, she hurriedly said: "Don't cry, baby, mom will help you contact him."

With tears in his eyes, Zhong Shitian looked at her watery, as if shining with hope.

Jiang Ru sent a WeChat call first, but no one answered, and then dialed the number, but no one answered, she couldn't help but gave a puzzled "hmm".

Zhong Shitian was extremely sad, tears fell and he said in a muffled nasal voice: "Look, it doesn't make any sense."

"It's okay, I still have Ms. Nanye's number." Jiang Ru comforted him, wiping his tears.

She dialed Minano Nozomi's number.

After dripping for half a minute, it was connected.

"Moshi Moshi?"

"Miss Nanye, it's me, Jiang Ru."

Zhong Shitian jumped up and squeezed his head to the edge of Jiang Ru's cell phone.

Jiang Ru gave him a funny look, and let it go out thoughtfully.

"Ah, Rusang, long time no see." Nanye Xi's voice was much older, but it was still as gentle as ever.

Jiang Ru exchanged pleasantries with her first, and Nanye Xi said a little tiredly: "These days are not very good, Mr. Xiongzhi left three days ago, it was too sudden, I still haven't been able to accept this fact."

"Oh my god." Jiang Ru said softly, "It's too...unbelievable, the last time I saw him, he was still so tough and healthy."

"Yeah..." Nanye Xi's voice trembled, "How can such a person die so easily?"

"Please mourn." Jiang Ru sighed.

Nanyexi sobbed softly, and then resumed her steady tone, "Okay, I haven't asked why you contacted me yet."

"Ah, it's like this. Suddenly we can't contact Shuyao here, and I'm a little worried that something happened to him. Is Shuyao okay?"

Zhong Shitian held his breath, nervously waiting for the answer.

"He's fine." Nanye Xi said, "There is a funeral at home these few days, and as the grandson who is my husband's favorite, he has to keep his filial piety by the altar."

Zhong Shitian breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, as long as nothing happened.

Jiang Ru said: "So that's the case. Darling, can you rest assured?"

Zhong Shitian nodded, but still wanted to make a request, he whispered, "Can you let him talk to me?"

"Shi Tianjun?"

"こ...んにちは." Zhong Shitian said.

"こんにちは." Minano Nozomi said with a smile, "It's inconvenient for Kagehide-kun now...I'll go and have a look."

Then came the sound of rustling footsteps, Nanyexi called out softly, "Yingxiu-kun."

"Ok?"

Zhong Shitian's eyes were wide open, and he didn't even dare to breathe loudly, for fear that he might miss the slightest movement on the phone.

But apart from this "hmm", Zhao Shuyao didn't make any other sounds. Xi Nanye apologized: "Now he still has to stay here and can't go away, and can't talk to you."

"Oh..." Zhong Shitian said in a daze, "Okay, let him take care of himself and contact me when he is free."

"Okay, I know."

After that, Jiang Ru said a few words of concern, and the call ended.

"Can you rest assured?" Jiang Ru said to him.

Zhong Shitian nodded slowly, and said, "I'm going back to my room to read."

"Come on, mom will cook milk taro balls for you later."

Zhong Shitian walked up the stairs step by step, went back to the room and locked the door, he leaned against the door panel, clutching the clothes on his chest tightly, he felt that there was a hole in his heart, something leaked out, he grabbed Can't help but feel empty pain.

Nanyexi called Zhao Shuyao "Yingxiu" just now, he knew this name, and Zhao Shuyao told him that it was the Japanese name Masako gave him.

He went to Japan and should have returned to his Japanese name.

But Zhong Shitian panicked for no reason.

He always felt that his alienation would be replaced by "Yingxiu" and never come back.

Zhao Shuyao still hasn't contacted Zhong Shitian, and all his communications are still out of contact, as if...he deliberately cut off communication with Zhong Shitian.

Zhong Shitian didn't dare to think like this, because it hurt him too much.

He didn't dare to always expose his willful fragility, and their shady relationship finally revealed its terrible drawbacks.

All the bitterness and suffering, he can only hide himself to bear.

Perhaps what he needs is not talking and comfort.

All he needed was Zhao Shuyao, even for a word.

Once Zhong Shitian couldn't hold it anymore, he went to Jiang Ru and begged her to let him go to Japan.

"Honey, you have a monthly exam tomorrow." Jiang Ru was astonished, "Besides, you don't have any vacation or visa recently, so how can you go?"

Zhong Shitian didn't make trouble because of this, he is no longer a child, and of course he can no longer make trouble for some wayward things.

It's just that his disappointed appearance is too sympathetic, Jiang Ru made a promise that he would go to Japan for a graduation trip after graduation.

Zhao Shuyao would still contact Jiang Ru, but changed from twice a month to once a month. To Zhong Shitian's surprise, Zhao Shuyao seemed to be refusing to talk to him.

Either he called when Zhong Shitian was away, or he just said "not for the time being". Zhong Shitian couldn't understand his behavior, and he didn't even have the opportunity to question him.

Zhong Shitian's most worried and frightened guess came true.

Zhao Shuyao doesn't want him anymore.

In May, after two consecutive weeks of classes, the school finally showed mercy and gave senior high school students a three-day Labor Day holiday.

Zhong Shitian planned to spend these three days in the library, so that he could continue to wander in the sea of ​​questions, without being able to concentrate on thinking about other things.

He finally became stronger, and he would still send messages to Zhao Shuyao unremittingly every day, but he no longer expected his reply.

He just wanted to know one reason.

On the first day of the holiday, he got up at eight o'clock. When he went downstairs, he was carrying his schoolbag. He was about to say hello and say he was going out when he saw a stranger in the living room.

"Shuyao, why are you spending so much time doing this?" Zhong Pingbei said.

"The young master told me to bring it, please accept it." The stranger spoke Chinese with a little slurred words, and he didn't sound like a Chinese.

It's Japanese.

Zhong Shitian's heart skipped a beat, he ran over and asked, "What's the matter?"

"This is Mr. Matsumoto." Jiang Ru introduced, "He came from Tokyo, Japan, and said that Shuyao asked him to give us a check."

"It is said that we bought his house with the money." Zhong Pingbei said unhappy, "I never said that he owed us, so what should we pay for it? It's a lot of money."

"It's an extra 50, he really is rich." Jiang Ru said.

Zhong Shitian didn't care about this, he looked at Matsumoto and asked: "Then did he say anything else? Did he ask you to bring a message or something?"

Matsumoto shook his head stiffly, his task had been completed, so he got up and said, "I have brought the check, so I will take my leave first." Then he got up and left Zhong's house with a slight bow.

Zhong Pingbei was still dissatisfied with Zhao Shuyao's approach. In his opinion, there was no need for the family to be so clearly separated. He muttered: "It seems like I want to draw a line between us."

Jiang Ru clicked his tongue and pushed his arm, "Shuyao wouldn't think so."

A voice suddenly popped out of Zhong Shitian's mind:

He wants to break up with you.

It was as if a hole had been punched out of his heart by a hammer, and he rushed out of the house without saying a word.

"Hey! Don't you want breakfast?"

Zhong Shitian used the fastest speed in his life to catch up with Matsumoto. Fortunately, the other party did not drive, but waited for a taxi by the side of the road.

"Mr. Matsu...Mr. Matsumoto!" Zhong Shitian shouted.

Matsumoto turned to look at him, his expression unchanged, "Is there anything else?"

Zhong Shitian stopped in front of Matsumoto panting, and begged: "Can... can you contact... Zhao Shuyao for me? You can contact him, right?"

Matsumoto said unkindly: "Sorry, I can't contact the young master at will."

"Please!" Zhong Shitian clasped his hands together, frowned slightly, and his eyes looked extremely sincere, "I just want to say a few words to him, please..."

Matsumoto was still cold: "I'm sorry, if I let unrelated people talk to the young master at will, I will be punished."

The three words "irrelevant person" deeply hurt Zhong Shitian. He even delayed speaking for a few seconds. He didn't want to make himself look so worthless, but he couldn't help crying: "I am not irrelevant person, Did he say that? How could he do this, he lied to me, he lied to me..." Zhong Shitian was speechless, his nose was blocked so that he couldn't speak clearly, he knew that he was like a lunatic now , crying so disrespectfully, so ugly.

Matsumoto didn't expect him to cry suddenly. If he did it, he would handle it easily, but then he would be helpless, and he was crying so wronged and pitiful. He was obviously a big boy, but it was very moving.

Passers-by all looked over, Matsumoto looked serious and evil, everyone took it for granted that he was a bully in this situation.

"Don't cry, it's shameless." Matsumoto frowned, took out a clean handkerchief and stuffed it for Zhong Shitian, "Okay, okay, I'll help you get in touch."

Zhong Shitian wiped his tears with a handkerchief in both hands, and said very politely, "Thank you..."

Matsumoto took out his mobile phone and dialed the number, but Zhong Shitian was jumping and scratching beside him before he connected, all his small movements were saying that he wanted a mobile phone now.

Matsumoto had no choice but to give it to him.

Zhong Shitian felt as if he had found a treasure, and the moment the phone was placed against his ear, the call was connected.

"どうしましたかMatsumoto-san (Mr. Matsumoto, what's wrong)?"

The cold voice was much deeper, and the tone was casual and indifferent, which made Zhong Shitian feel strange, but his heart was beating wildly uncontrollably.

It was Zhao Shuyao.

He had to bite his inner lip hard to force back the choking, and he said cautiously: "Shuyao?"

The other end of the phone was silent, but Zhong Shitian could hear the sudden uncontrolled breathing, which was so chaotic and urgent, as if he was suddenly placed in a vacuum.

It's like a cold dead person who suddenly got a glimmer of life.

"...Shitian?" Zhao Shuyao's voice was so soft that he was afraid of breaking a beautiful dream.