Stockholm syndrome

My mother has no relatives in Beijing, and my father's two elder brothers are both in Tianjin, that is, my uncle and second uncle.After Grandpa passed away, there has been no contact.On the first and second day of junior high school, I paid New Year's greetings politely.Our house will be fine.The third day of junior high school is my birthday, but I haven't had a birthday since I was 12 years old.

When I got up early in the morning, I was copying my homework.He was just copying his own homework, copying the already written answers intact into Li Weiran's homework book.It's just that the font is one size smaller.Since I was a child, I thought I had good grades and never copied other people's homework.When others borrowed my homework to copy, I still put on a sense of superiority as a benefactor.Maybe it's because of my bad attitude that I've been beaten a lot for this.

When Li Weiran appeared in my room, I was really shocked.I don't think I'm the kind of person who pays attention to the image, but the way I look now is really too wretched.I sat cross-legged on a swivel chair.The disheveled hair has not been taken care of since he got up, and there is a candy wrapper with a big white rabbit toffee on his right hand.

He was wearing a beige jacket.There is a faint mint smell on the body.If I were a girl, I would definitely blush for it.I did blush, but I was not shy but embarrassed.I was wearing brown sweater trousers, and a piece of dark blue was added to the trousers because they were not long enough.Stepping on his own cotton slippers with bare feet, with his back against the desk.

"You... why are you here?" My face was hot.

"I'll call you from downstairs, if no one answers, I'll come up." Li Weiran replied.My dad works overtime today, and there are only me and my mom at home.During the annual leave, overtime work can be paid three times, and the hospital is no exception.My dad fought for a long time with the people in their department to get a spot.My mother is chopping stuffing and making dumplings at home today.The sound of knives on chopping boards filled the room.Li Weiran called me downstairs, but I definitely couldn't hear him.

"Sit down." Compared with Li Weiran's room, it is not an exaggeration to say that my room is a pig's nest.I woke up this morning and the quilt wasn't folded yet.My father snores, and my mother suffers from severe neurasthenia when she gets older.They couldn't sleep well, so they slept in separate beds.My little bed was taken by my dad, and I could only sleep on a camp bed.I hurriedly pawed on the bed to make room for Li Weiran.

"What are you doing at home?"

"Do your homework." I answered honestly.

"Achen." My mother's voice came from outside the door. "Get something delicious for your classmate."

"Understood." I replied, and hurried to the living room.A plate full of pistachios came from the coffee table, and I went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of iced Pepsi.I deliberately picked one with a star print.

"You wrote your homework very quickly." When I came back, Li Weiran was flipping random words on my desk.

"The topic is not difficult, and it will be finished quickly with patience." I handed the Coke to Li Weiran.

"Really, those of you who study well are really powerful." Li Weiran flipped through my notebook, he was probably just reading what I wrote, I don't think he could understand what I wrote with his IQ.But I am still very relieved, he knows that it is not easy to study well, which shows that his IQ has improved.

"Do you eat pistachios?" I pushed the plate towards Li Weiran.

"Give it to me." Li Weiran looked at me, his expression didn't mean to be joking at all.I'd love to put the whole plate on his head.Although this is my home, my mother is chopping stuffing in the kitchen with a kitchen knife.But I still don't have that kind of courage, I'm just a coward.

Li Weiran sat on my swivel chair.I washed my hands and sat aside to pick pistachios for him.Li Weiran has a very tricky mouth, he doesn't even eat the inner skin of the pistachio.My nails are kind of rectangular.If you rub it hard, the nail will split, and the place where it meets the flesh will be very painful.When Li Weiran finally didn't want to eat, my thumb and index finger were so sore that I couldn't hold a pen anymore.This grandson is a foodie, so he started picking up my remaining two pieces of toffee.He put the big white rabbit in his mouth and didn't dislike it.I thought that second-generation ancestors like them would not eat such cheap goods.But Li Weiran chewed it, and seemed satisfied with the taste.I thought of how he was eating Kung Pao Chicken Rice Bowl at school, he was very happy to eat this kind of civilian food.Maybe it's my subjective erroneous impression that prevents me from seeing his essence clearly.Maybe he's not as bad as I thought.

"Achen." My mother's voice brought me back from my distraction. "It's time to eat, let your classmates come over with you."

"Do you want to eat?" Out of politeness I should leave him a meal.It seems a bit shabby to invite Young Master Li to eat dumplings. "Not very tasty..." I added.

"Okay." Li Weiran was very straightforward.He took off his coat, threw it on my bed, rolled up his shirt sleeves, and walked out.My mother has already cleared the table.She likes to eat dumplings, and my dad also likes to eat them, but I really don't like them.Every time I make dumplings, my mother will order more noodles.Make me a big bowl of noodle soup with the leftover noodles.

We sat around the square table in the kitchen. The table was small and full of three plates of dumplings.It was quite full for the three of us sitting.My mother and Li Weiran sat on both sides, sandwiching me between them.It seems to be more crowded than when the three of us ate together.Li Weiran is not fat, and even a little thin, but he is tall and has a big frame.It must be uncomfortable for him to curl up like this.I retracted my left hand as much as possible to make room for him.

Li Weiran is very poor at using chopsticks.Because of the Chinese New Year, I got new chopsticks at home. The plastic chopsticks look good, but they are not easy to use because they are too slippery.The skin of the dumplings just out of the pan was also very slippery, and it fell off after he picked it up a few times.I really don't understand how he can play basketball so well with such clumsy hands.The dumplings fell into the plate again.Li Weiran stretched back his chopsticks in embarrassment.I looked at Li Weiran in astonishment, he was so polite.I'm just as surprised as a scientist seeing a gorilla finally learn to read.

"Li Weiran, what kind of dumplings do you like to eat? Auntie made 3 fillings, fennel pork, cabbage pork and leek pork." My mother also found out that Li Weiran's use of chopsticks is similar to that of the ninth-level disabled.

"Chives and pork." Li Weiran pointed to the plate in front of me.This guy's taste is really unique, I have a bad stomach, and things like leeks are almost like natural enemies to me.I am absolutely silent.Li Weiran actually likes to eat dumplings stuffed with leeks and pork. It stands to reason that people like them should not eat such ordinary things, and they must be foie gras, caviar or something.But seeing Li Weiran staring at the plate of dumplings in front of me with bright eyes.For a moment, I thought he lived across from my house, just a boy from an ordinary family who liked to eat dumplings with leeks and pork.

"Here, you take the plate and eat." My mother pushed the stuffed chives to him, "Don't be shy."

"Aren't you going to eat?" Li Weiran took the plate, then remembered something, looked up at my mother.His relationship with my mom seems to be much better since I was hit by the sprinter.My mother's attitude towards Li Weiran was directly dragged up.When I am free, he will ask me about his situation, how he is studying recently, and how he gets along with him.I am patient and will tell her.In fact, I really wanted to tell her that this guy would hit me over the head with his homework if he had nothing to do, but seeing her expression of relief that I had a good friend, I gave up.

"You can just eat it. Eat hard, there is still in the pot. I have done a lot."

"Hey." Li Weiran smiled embarrassedly, but he was not polite, and started to grab the dumplings with his hands, eating happily.Oil stains remained along the corners of his mouth. He took out a tissue box and wiped it on the corners of his mouth, squinting his eyes with a look of enjoyment.How obsessed this guy is with dumplings stuffed with leeks and pork.He likes to eat such horrible things, will he not even let go of stinky tofu? The fact is that Li Weiran really likes to eat stinky tofu, but that's another story.

"I'll get you some chili." My mother took a bite of the oily dumplings, in order to prevent Li Weiran from eating too much and getting sick, and finally retaliated against me.I went to get him chili sauce in a doggy manner.The chili sauce was copied by my dad himself, he likes spicy food very much.Unfortunately I am allergic.Every time he put a whole bottle of hot sauce on the table with the lid open, my mother would yell at him, keep it away, Ah Chen would be allergic.At this time, he will be selectively deaf. Most of the time, allergies are not fatal and have no sequelae.The chili sauce is on the second floor of the refrigerator. I just took it out, and before closing the refrigerator door, Li Weiran's hand suddenly stretched out from behind.

"Don't touch it, I'll take it myself, aren't you allergic?" Li Weiran took the hot sauce, took a small saucer from my mother, poured some sauce into it, then screwed the lid on and put it back in the refrigerator.

He chatted very happily with my mother, and my mother told him about my childhood.Li Weiran laughed loudly.I was holding the noodle soup, the hot steam hit my face, and the chopsticks were stuck between my thumb and index finger.I was fucking touched again, just when Li Weiran said you don't touch it.This small favor is nothing, ordinary friends will do this.But when his arm stretched out from behind me, brushed my cheek lightly, and picked up the bottle of chili sauce, my heart suddenly softened.It's like seeing a cute kitten or puppy.The originally numb nerves suddenly became soft and delicate.I didn't like this feeling, I really didn't like it, and it made me feel like I was going further and further down the road of Stockholm Syndrome.

"What are you drinking?"

"Ah?" I was stunned for a moment before realizing that Li Weiran was calling me. "Noodle Soup."

"Is it delicious? You don't even eat dumplings."

"Don't pay attention to him." My mother turned to Li Weiran, "Ah Chen just has a lot of problems. He doesn't like to eat dumplings and has a strong temper since he was a child. Every time he makes dumplings, he has to make a separate bowl of soup for him."

"Does Ye Shen have a strong temper?" Li Weiran showed a surprised expression, and then laughed out loud.I know what he's laughing at. I have a lot of backbone when I'm at home, especially when it comes to my mother. She doesn't hurt when she beats someone, and I won't lose flesh if she scolds me.But when facing Li Weiran, he became extremely docile.To put it bluntly is to know current affairs, but to put it bluntly is to bully the weak and fear the hard.

My mother served Li Weiran another bowl of dumpling soup. The soup was no longer hot, so he drank it with his neck up.Also made a very satisfied ah sound.

Today my mother is on the night shift, and the shift will be over at 6 pm.She went to catch up on sleep first.I left all the aftermath work like washing the dishes to me. I rolled up my sleeves and stood by the sink to wash the dishes. Li Weiran stood beside me with his arms folded. The smell of leeks in his mouth was still there.I try not to avoid talking to him, smelling that disgusting smell makes me want to put this grandson's head in the sink.

"Why did you come to me?" I shook the washed bowl in the pool to shake off the water stains on it.

"It's your birthday today, let's go out to play." Li Weiran smiled.

"It's boring, I haven't had my birthday for many years." As soon as I finished speaking, Li Weiran slapped me on the head.

"If you are told to go, you will go. There is so much nonsense. Hurry up and let's go after washing." He frowned and looked at it, returning to his usual domineering appearance.This made me a lot more comfortable.If he keeps smiling at me, I wonder if his brain is broken, or I have a serious facial recognition disorder.

Li Weiran didn't drive here. Maybe the police were more strict during Chinese New Year. I don't know what month his birthday is, but he probably hasn't turned 18 yet.I was still wearing the down jacket, with my hands in my pockets, and I walked forward on the road with my neck hunched, while Li Weiran held his head high. Isn’t he cold? When I saw the wind blowing on his neck, I followed him. I got goosebumps all over my body.Maybe his clothes are cutting-edge products, and maybe they are particularly effective in blocking wind and cold.

When I came out of the gate of the community, I was dumbfounded. The streets were full of peddlers selling roses, some even shouting.

"What's the date today?" I twisted my neck with difficulty and looked at Li Weiran.He still looked calm and composed.

"February 2, Valentine's Day."