madness

Unfortunately, when I got off the train, it rained heavily again, and Su Zhiyun took shelter from the rain at the station.There are very few pedestrians, and the colorful umbrellas float away from my eyes without making a sound.

The rain came fiercely, and it made a sound when it fell on the stainless steel canopy. The water mist splashed on the shoe surface and soaked in bit by bit.

The sky was a gray mist, cloudy, and windy and rainy.

A familiar black car stopped in front of him. The driver rolled down the window and smiled: "Master, come up together? You didn't bring an umbrella when it was raining so hard."

The windows are not transparent, so you can't see the figure in the back seat clearly.

Su Zhiyun stepped back a little, and looked away: "I'll go back by myself when the rain calms down."

As soon as the words fell, there was a sneer from inside.

The back seat window slowly fell down, revealing Su Tianlin's condensed face. He frowned, showing a little impatience: "What's so much nonsense, today is my mother's birthday, and grandma will come over later, hurry up, don't waste time."

"Need not."

When Su Zhiyun saw Su Tianlin, his tone became even colder.

"Whatever you want." Seeing that Su Zhiyun didn't intend to get in the car, Su Tianlin clicked his tongue and rolled up the window again, as if thinking of something, the window stopped halfway through, and Su Tianlin's voice came from inside.

"Oh, by the way, when you come back later, don't flirt at the dinner table like last year. No one owes you, eat or not, don't like to stay in the room by yourself, don't come out to be an eyesore."

The rain was getting louder, and Su Tianlin didn't know if Su Zhiyun heard it. He glanced at the other party through the car window. The boy was wearing a black and white school uniform, carrying a black schoolbag, and wearing headphones. He could see three silver rings on his earbones. The lips are tight, and the side face is a kind of plain white that is almost green, without a trace of blood.

Su Zhiyun has grown up in the past few years, becoming more and more indifferent and silent, and his stature has grown so much that his school pants and uniform are often shortened, and his exposed wrists and ankles are all white.

The two brothers of the Su family both inherited Li Yanjiao, their skin was neither tanned nor acne-prone, it was very fair, but without any complexion, Su Tianlin was often ridiculed for this.

He was one of the top-notch looks since he was a child, so he didn't have a deep feeling for looks. It wasn't until someone took a photo of Su Zhiyun secretly and asked him if this was his younger brother, that Su Tianlin realized that maybe most people In his eyes, Su Zhiyun's current appearance can be regarded as good-looking.

It's just that this kind of good-looking is not the same as most people's good-looking.

If I have to say it, it is probably that there is a kind of carelessness in words and deeds, or that I don't expect anything and don't care.

It wasn't until it was getting late that the rain hadn't slowed down, and the orange street lights were on and winding away, Su Zhiyun was forced to give up the idea of ​​waiting for the rain to stop and turned around and ran towards home.

When he opened the door and went in, it was almost eight o'clock, and his body was wet, with water dripping from the corners of his hair and clothes.

"Young master, why did you come back so late today?"

Su Zhiyun put the schoolbag on the ground, and took the towel from Aunt Wang: "It's raining, I wasted a while at the station to hide from the rain."

The towels were drenched with wet hair almost instantly.

Aunt Wang looked at Su Zhiyun, who was dripping with water, and sighed: "Go and take a bath quickly, dinner is about to start, I'll cook some ginger soup for you to avoid the cold."

Su Zhiyun nodded, and then walked upstairs.

A slender ankle is exposed from the school uniform, and the drenched fabric can vaguely outline the outline of the figure.

Su Zhiyun was really thin, and the water dripped all the way.

For some reason, Aunt Wang suddenly remembered Su Zhiyun's time in junior high school. It seemed that he also came home wet one day.

Only that time was the same as this time.

Nobody cares.

was ignored.

Su Zhiyun is as transparent as air, dispensable.

Aunt Wang stayed at Su's house for two years, and she never saw Su Zhiyun smile, and she didn't even see Su Zhiyun speak in the first few months when she came here.

At the beginning, she was a little afraid of Su Zhiyun. She was tall, thin, with long hair, gloomy, and didn't like to talk. She liked to lock herself in the room by herself. No one knew what was going on in his mind. something.

The other servants said that Su Zhiyun was a difficult person to get along with.

Until Aunt Wang picked up a drawing book in the corridor, she thought it was drawn by a servant child, because it was all stick figures drawn with crayons. Gorgeous, full of imagination.

When it was almost lunch time, Aunt Wang saw Su Zhiyun coming downstairs, she seemed to be looking for something, she lay down on the floor and groped around, turning the sofa into a mess.

She didn't know what was going on at that time, but she thought of the drawing book she picked up last night, and took it out in a mysterious way: "Master, are you looking for this?"

Hearing the sound, the young man slowly got up, his white shirt was all dirty, looked at the drawing book in Aunt Wang's hand for a long time, then nodded slowly.

The appearance of scrutinizing it carefully and carefully observing it is almost like a baby animal in the wild who is learning to deal with people for the first time.

It looks a little childish.

Su Zhiyun who took the drawing book said thank you softly.

No matter how mature he looks, he is still just a child.

Aunt Wang thought to herself looking at Li Yanjiao who had never glanced at Su Zhiyun from the beginning to the end.

Why can't Master and Madam realize that no matter how special and different Su Zhiyun is, he is only a teenager.

She couldn't quite figure it out.

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"Where is Xiao Zhiyun? I haven't seen Xiao Zhiyun for a long time. I don't know if he has grown taller. The last time I saw him, he was only at my knee."

The gray-haired grandmother spoke very fluent Mandarin. She was wearing a well-fitting dark blue cheongsam, and her brows were slightly frowned, showing a little displeasure at Su Zhiyun's absence.

"Tianlin, go up and call someone." Seeing that grandma was about to lose her temper, Li Yanjiao winked at Su Tianlin who was sitting beside her: "Call your brother down, hurry up."

Su Tianlin had just finished opening the red wine, and there was a trace of impatience in his eyebrows and eyes when he heard this, as if he wanted to say something, but he looked at the worried-looking grandma, and he didn't say anything.

"Come on, mom, let's eat first. This is your favorite braised lion head. Come and taste it."

Grandma didn't buy it at all, ignored the chopsticks Li Yanjiao handed over, and tilted her head childishly: "I don't want to eat, I have to wait until Xiao Zhiyun arrives to eat."

Su Zhiyun's room is in the middle of the second floor. Su Tianlin knocked on the door after going up, but he didn't hear the sound, so he tried to put his hand on the handle. Unexpectedly, Su Zhiyun didn't lock the door today, and it opened with a twist.

The furnishings inside were still the same as a few years ago. There was the sound of water in the bathroom. Su Tianlin glanced at the table at the end of the bed. On it was a book of coloring books that had not been finished, and a pile of colorful watercolors were scattered beside it. Pen.

He walked to the table and picked up the unfinished coloring book with a complicated expression on his face.

At this moment, the bathroom door was pushed open, and Su Zhiyun came out wearing a bathrobe, his belt was loosely tied, exposing a large area of ​​steamy skin.

Su Zhiyun was very white, so those large and small bruises were particularly obvious.

Sensing Su Tianlin's gaze, Su Zhiyun pulled up his open neckline, water was still dripping from his hair, and the snow-white bathrobe was soaked in an instant: "Why did you come to my room?"

Su Tianlin came back to his senses for a while, and looked away: "Mom told you to go down to eat, but grandma kept talking about you, saying that you won't eat until you come, and you will change your clothes later and come down quickly."

Su Zhiyun responded and realized that Su Tianlin hadn't left yet, so he put down his hand holding the clothes and looked up at him: "Is there anything else?"

Su Tianlin hesitated for a while, but still asked: "What happened to you?"

Su Zhiyun picked up the jacket that fell on the ground, and said in a cold tone, "It has nothing to do with you."

Su Tianlin, who had the door shut, also gave a cold snort, turned around and left.

"up to you."

Hearing the door close with a "bang" as if venting anger, Su Zhiyun didn't even lift his head.

It's been a while since we went on, Su Tianhe, who had been waiting by the table, obviously showed a look of surprise, but it was difficult for grandma to have a seizure here.

Su Zhiyun, whose hair was still wet, came late, found a place to sit down, and said hello to the old man before sitting down: "Grandma is good."

The old man seemed to become very happy all of a sudden, and his whole face brightened instantly: "Xiao Zhiyun is here."

In the whole banquet, the old man was basically the only one who was chattering away. Other than that, there was silence. She brought a lot of food for Su Zhiyun, so much that she couldn't put down the rice bowl.

"Xiao Zhiyun is too thin, she needs to eat more to grow taller, so that she can protect her sister in the future."

It's like coaxing a child's tone.

And all the people present did not show any strange expressions, they just ate in silence, and then listened to grandma's words.

"When Yanjiao was pregnant with Xiao Zhiyun before, you all said that she was pregnant with a girl, but because her belly was not sharp, she insisted on giving her a name, Su Zhiyun, but I was the only one who believed that Yanjiao was pregnant with a boy. "Grandma repeated the old story again, and every time she talked about this matter, she looked very happy and said, "I had a dream when Yanjiao first found out that she was pregnant, and many things fell out of the dream. Little dolls, both male and female, surrounded me and called me grandma, so I picked the cutest little boy among those little dolls! He was born exactly like Xiao Zhiyun!"

No one speaks.

Su Zhiyun just ate in silence. Every three months, grandma would come to the house for dinner, and each time she spoke exactly the same as the last time.

Such scenes are not uncommon.

The other party will soon talk about another topic, and the old man seems to suddenly think of something: "Where is Xiaohua, let grandma see where Princess Xiaohua is, why haven't you seen Xiaohua come out to eat for so long?"

"Mom, Xiaohua went to grandpa's house, have you forgotten?" Li Yanjiao easily held the old man who was about to get up, and explained gently: "Xiaohua won't be able to go home until next week, when Xiaohua returns home, you Come to see her again, it's already very late today, and Xiaohua is asleep too."

The old man asked Li Yanjiao to comfort her before he sat down reluctantly, muttering in his mouth: "I still have the frog toy I bought for Xiaohua last time. I keep it with me all the time. Others have seen it, and originally wanted to give Xiaohua a surprise..."

The meal didn't end until nine o'clock. Before Su Zhiyun went upstairs, he heard his grandmother calling his grandfather at the door, looking very happy.

"I saw Xiaozhiyun today, yes, he has grown very tall, and little Tianlin, he has also grown very tall, but I didn't see Xiaohua."

"Next time at one o'clock, I will bring the frog toy I bought for Xiaohua to her."

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