Forced to be at the same table with the full-level boss

The Spring Festival holiday is approaching, and Yao Lihui and Chu Qing, who finally have more time, cannot avoid seeing each other every day. Yao Yu's life at home has gradually become listening to them a little quarrel every day, and a big quarrel every three days.

Fortunately, he got used to it early.

Get used to helplessness and indifference.

The notification letter for the early start of the student competition class covered Yao Yu like an invisible net. He tried to talk to Chu Qing about it alone, but his mother seemed to have changed her temper and said nothing about the signing. When Yao Yu asked, he only mentioned it in one or two sentences.

At first, Yao Yu was afraid that Chu Qing would leave something behind. After being nervous for a few days, he found that his mother did not make any further moves, and spent almost all his time making things difficult for Yao Lihui.

This was a wonderful surprise, which made him dizzy for a long time, and he didn't think of telling Yi Yi until New Year's Eve.

In the evening, Yao Jiaojiao Yizhihua was leaning against the railing on the second floor with his mobile phone in his hands, staring at the cook who had been invited to the house while he was busy in the kitchen, flipping through the chat box with a certain WeChat user.

Yi Yi sent a photo taken from the airport, in the middle is a woman wearing a yellow coat, she has shoulder-length brown hair, a beautiful face, slightly closed eyelids showing her fatigue after a long journey, found that The camera was facing himself, and he waved his hand in a gesture of blocking.

Huashan: Fang Jinghan?

A WeChat user: Yes

Huashan: Why did she come back so late?

A WeChat user: There was a delay over there, a few days later

Huashan: Oh, how long does she live?

A WeChat user: Go on the second day of junior high school

Yao Yu couldn't hold back anymore: so early? ? ?

A WeChat user: something is going on over there

Huashan: ...

Thinking of Yi Yi staying behind all alone these days, he already felt distressed enough, but Fang Jinghan's "come back" was only two days back, so it would be better for Yi Yi to go to England to find her.

He "she, she, her for a long time", only she said: she is too much!

Yi Yi's reply took a while, and there were only three words: don't blame her

Yao Yu glanced at the master who was handling the fish, turned around and slipped back into the room to dial the phone: "Why don't you blame her? Since she said it, it's her responsibility for being so late. You are so close to her." , what's wrong with getting angry?"

Even if Yi Yi just complained a little, he would feel better.

Yao Yu doesn't know how to comfort people, and every time he scratches his head and wastes three handfuls of hair, Yi Yi is the only one who makes him willing to take the initiative to throw his hair out, but this person is unwilling to give him a chance.

"It's okay," Yi Yi's voice was filled with wind, which sounded like he was outside, "Are you at home?"

The ability to change the topic is quite strong, Yao Yu muttered twice: "At home."

"No one at home?" Yi Yi asked.

Yao Yu knew what he was worried about: "My parents are not here, and there is only one cook at home, so I can make calls whenever I want."

"Not here? So we're pretty much the same."

"..."

Yao, who fell into the pit, put the microphone close to his mouth and said something mean, and couldn't find anything to say for a while.

Neither of them hung up.

Yao Yu thought miraculously in silence, it turns out that the emotion of missing is not only in the mind, but also in the body, face, and even the five senses will be affected by the thoughts that radiate all the time. He doesn’t know what to say to Yi Yi, but as long as People who talk to him will be very happy, as long as they can hear his voice, even if it is just meaningless breathing, he is also satisfied.

Maybe some people who are cold on the outside will get lessons from heaven when they fall in love, and they can’t cool down for a second. He will have the idea of ​​rushing back to Fuyang almost every day or two, and sometimes he wakes up for a long time Still can't get rid of this thought.

The voice of the cooking master talking to someone came from downstairs, Yao Yu covered the microphone, glanced out through the crack of the door, and then said to Yi Yi: "My parents are back, I will call you later, you go back early .”

He leaned half his body out of the door and realized that it was not the cook who made the sound, but Yao Lihui with an angry face.

After his father entered the door, his face was full of anger, he threw the things in his hand on the sofa, pointed at his mother and said loudly: "What do you mean, it's all my fault? I should? You still haven't admitted that it's your fault?"

Not to be outdone, Chu Qing said, "Is it my problem? Are you okay? Your dad is okay? Look at your son, how much have you cared about him?"

"Don't mention my dad. Have you forgotten how angry my dad was? You say you are worthy of him?"

"Yao Lihui! I went home for this year to save face for your father and your son. If you don't want to let it go, don't think that I'm still as willing to cling to you as before!"

Yao Yu held back the trembling master through the glass door, and said softly, "Is there anything missing?"

The master was sweating, and his face was a little flustered. He stared at Yao Yu for a long time before he came back to his senses: "The oil is empty, is there any more at home?"

"Yes, I'll get it for you." Yao Yu said.

He walked through the messy living room piled up with New Year's goods, stopped at the door of the storage room, and heard Chu Qing shouting to Yao Lihui at the same time: "Your son wants to go to the biology competition class, and I have already signed for him." , don't you think I can't take care of children? Let's see in the future, what kind of road he will take!"

The wooden door cut off part of the noise of the quarrel. Yao Yu felt that it was not enough, so he hung up the earphones and turned the volume to the maximum. After delivering the oil, he slipped out of the small door by the French window of the living room with his pockets in his pocket.

In winter, Yancheng loses its green color, the weather is bad, and the outskirts of the city are shrouded in gray clouds.

When Yao Yu walked out of the community, a gust of wind blew just in time. The wind blew across his face and cut his skin with dull pain. He pulled up his hat with his hands behind his back and walked aimlessly forward.

There are not many people in the outskirts of the city, and the sparse pedestrian and traffic flow only adds to the depression and loneliness. Only the high-definition large screen in the shopping area in the distance sprays festive red, adding some popularity to the surrounding area.

The phone vibrated, and Yao Yu took it out at [-] times the speed and took a look. There were four words on the screen: We are in the store

The tip of his tense jaw softened, and he typed on the keyboard with one hand: How many people?

A WeChat user: four

A WeChat user: I, Fang Jinghan, Fang Jinghan's parents

Yao Yu was a little happy: That’s good, you eat so well, don’t talk to me

In a few seconds, I added: Go back and tell me

After walking a few steps, I added another sentence: If it’s too late, it’s okay tomorrow

Yi Yi directly sent a voice message: Do you want to broadcast live?

Huashan: ...

Huashan: Thank you for the invitation. I am very busy. I am not free. Let me leave.

He stood on the street for a while, and he didn't turn back until he estimated that the food on the other side had already started.

At the left stall, the master had already left, and Grandpa Yao also rushed over. The table was filled with the New Year's Eve dinner, and Chu Qing and Yao Lihui sat facing each other on both sides, not mentioning the quarrel 10 minutes ago.

The dishes on the table were specially prepared by Chu Qing according to the family's favorite taste. As long as you don't think about other things, the meal is quite harmonious.

But Chu Qing's words always lingered in Yao Yu's memory.

Let's see what kind of road he will take?

He is not afraid of other aspects, only one thing, if his parents know that he was raised as a homosexual, how would they feel?

Grandpa Yao stayed at home after eating. The room was next to Yao Yu. He was afraid of being overheard. Yao Yu didn't dare to call Yi Yi blatantly. After 10 o'clock, he still didn't receive any news from there. He collapsed on the carpet Holding up the phone, he kept swiping.

There are all kinds of congratulatory jokes in the circle of friends, and there are boring people forming various formations under other people's news. Xu Tianrui called his father to ask for a red envelope. The formation couldn't help laughing, so he copied and pasted one up, and when he refreshed it, he was actually thrown into the building by two people.

He was smiling happily, glanced up casually, and the smile suddenly froze on his face.

A few seconds ago, Ding Yu posted a Moments of "Such a sister at the booth, who did I offend in my previous life", with a picture of the night scene of the airport.

He stared at the picture for a while, and then found the photo Yi Yi sent him in the morning. Although the background was slightly different due to the lighting, it was generally seen that it was the same airport.

The mobile phone slipped down a few centimeters from between the fingers, Yao Yu held it very quickly, his fingertips brushed the top of the screen, and the circle of friends was refreshed again.

That sentence disappeared along with the picture.

Yao Yu straightened up and called Yi Yi without thinking, but he didn't answer.

He called Ding Yu again.

This time it was pressed.

Ding Yu, who had done something wrong, couldn't bear the serial bombing of classmate Yao, and collapsed and compromised when the eighth phone call came, his tone was sour and stuffy: "Brother, let me go."

"Are you at the airport?" Yao Yu asked immediately, "Send Fang Jinghan?"

"Can I not say it?" Ding Yu asked miserably.

"Tell me, and I'll help you fight for a commutation."

"..."

Ding Yu gave up on himself and said: "You are so smart, you guessed it almost, alas, I am also unlucky, I originally wanted to block you and Yi Yi, but the setting was reversed... it became only visible to you... Fortunately, it has not passed 12 point, otherwise this bad luck will have to be carried over to next year."

Yao Yu asked, "Why did she leave?"

"There's something on the other end. I'm an adult. The only thing that bothers me is the work and family. The family can't keep her, so the work has to take her away."

"Where's Yi Yi?"

"Him? He sent me home and went back to school."

"He..." Yao Yu paused, "Didn't he go back?"

"Fang Jinghan asked him, but he refused, and said that he would not stay for ten days when he went back. Didn't you have more than 20 days before the start of school?" Ding Yu asked, "Why didn't I understand what he meant? ?”

"...Well, he called me back, let's not talk about it."

Yao Yu hurriedly cut into the new call, and tried to calmly say "Hello".

"Are you on the phone?" Yi Yi's cold voice floated into his ears, "Is it bothering you?"

"No, no," Yao Yu hurriedly waved his hand, and after waving for a long time, he remembered that the person on the other side couldn't see at all, and then said with his mouth, "It's over, it's okay."

"Well," Yi Yi said in a low voice, "I just went to take a shower, and I didn't hear the bell ringing."

"Oh..." Yao Yu's heart sank suddenly, "You came back after eating so late?"

"Well, I haven't seen you for two or three years. They are in a good mood."

"..."

"what happened?"

"nothing……"

This night Yao Yu slept tossing and turning. He woke up three times in a row because he dreamed about the scene of the airport. After arriving, I grabbed my phone and pressed it randomly, and finally fell asleep peacefully.

On the morning of the first day of junior high school, the ringtone of the text message woke up the new year. Yao Yu squinted and squinted one eye to look at the ceiling blankly. He couldn't remember what he dreamed of last night. Anyway, the news that the train ticket reservation was successful had already been sent to him. on the phone.