madness

Today is the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, and it is only the last day before the new year.Su Zhiyun received a photo of the little fat man at home, as well as a large box of chocolates and weirdly shaped candies from the other party.

Li Zixun wrote very vulgar New Year's greeting cards. They were all blessings copied from the Internet at a glance. The handwriting was crooked and flamboyant.

He said that he would spend the New Year abroad this year, and he deeply regretted not being able to see Su Zhiyun again. By the way, he once again complained that the local pork in the United States was not tasty at all.

Finally he said: "Call me if you have anything to do, the phone number is as follows, wait for Mr. Su to call."

Su Zhiyun let go, and the New Year's card with Santa Claus on it fluttered down on the bed sheet.

The window was bright and clean, and the transparent fish tank reflected a faint wave of light. Su Zhiyun had just got up to feed the goldfish when he heard a knock on the door.

"Come out to eat."

The very impatient voice can give a glimpse of the owner's reluctance.

Su Zhiyun pretended not to hear, and picked up the feed that was accidentally poured in just now with a small net bag and threw it into the trash can.

A snow-white goldfish was circling around the air bubbles it spit out, its eyes glazed over.

Su Zhiyun burst the bubble, and the goldfish was stunned for a moment, then, as if it had just realized it, it quickly hid behind the conch, wagging its tail.

"Stupid."

Su Zhiyun talked to himself.

Su Tianlin looked at the door without any sign of opening, his face became even more ugly, and he stretched out his hand to pat it again: "Open the door right now, do you want me to invite you out for dinner?"

After a while, the door finally opened.

Su Zhiyun's hair has been grown longer, and when he wakes up the next day, it will always curl up disobediently, like a bird's nest, fluffy and black: "Can't you just eat it yourself?"

"There's so much nonsense out there after you've all come out."

Su Tianlin's tone was not good, he was very heroic, his brows were raised high, his eyes were deep, with a rebellious youthful air, and his angry appearance became more and more aggressive.

Compared with Su Zhiyun, Su Tianlin's appearance is obviously more inclined to his father Su Tianhe.

"Is this the same attitude you coaxed your girlfriends?"

It wasn't until Su Zhiyun left that Su Tianlin realized what the other party had just said, and immediately became furious: "You eavesdropped on my phone call again."

Su Zhiyun just walked forward on his own, ignoring the other party. He thought Su Tianlin was very noisy, and every time he got angry, he crackled, making his ears buzzing, like a string of New Year's whips.

The two teenagers at the dinner table were eating without saying a word, it was quiet, and no one spoke.

Aunt Wang watched with a smile on her face, with a look of relief.

After all, the last time Su Zhiyun and Su Tianlin had breakfast together was last year's New Year's Eve, and they hadn't finished the last meal. Halfway through the meal, Su Tianlin and Su Zhiyun quarreled over whether to choose salty tofu nao or sweet tofu nao.

It ended with the two fighting each other and reflecting at home throughout the winter vacation.

Su Zhiyun was wearing his pajamas, bowing his head and drinking porridge. His pajamas were very loose, cotton white, and he looked fluffy all over. A segment of his lonely wrist was exposed from the cuff of his pajamas, and there was a Band-Aid on it.

Today's breakfast is white porridge with pickles and a basket of steamed shrimp dumplings.

Aunt Wang put a lot of sugar into the porridge, which tastes sticky and sweet. This pure sweetness will stay on the tip of the tongue for a long time.

It could be seen that he didn't like it very much, and the tip of his eyebrows unconsciously frowned, looking unhappy.

"I'm done eating, Aunt Wang." Su Zhiyun reluctantly stuffed the last few shrimp dumplings into his mouth. The taste of porridge reminded him of some unpleasant memories: "Go up first."

Aunt Wang asked with a smile: "Young master, is there anything you want to eat at noon today? I'll go out and buy it later."

Seeing Aunt Wang's amiable smiling face, Su Zhiyun hesitated for a while.

"I'm not at home for lunch today, I have something to do when I go out."

As soon as Su Tianlin heard that Su Zhiyun was about to go out, his face darkened. He stood up and grabbed Su Zhiyun's wrist: "It's Chinese New Year, what are you going out for?"

"Aren't you going to see that man again?"

He squeezed his wrist so hard that he could almost hear his bones crunching.

Su Zhiyun turned around, and he saw a bit of burning anger reflected in Su Tianlin's eyes.

A cold wind blew in through the suddenly opened window.

This almost questioning tone made Su Zhiyun silent.

After a while, Su Zhiyun spoke.

"Are you going to put on my brother's airs with me now?"

"Su Tianlin?"

With a "crack", the anger suddenly rose on the opponent's face, Su Tianlin clenched his molars tightly, and his whole body seemed to be ignited suddenly, bursting out with majestic anger.

"What did you say?"

Yes.

This look is normal.

Su Zhiyun broke free from the restraints, turned his creaking wrist, his skin was slightly red and swollen, and it was so hot.

"Don't let me see that look on your face again."

"too disgusting."

he spoke softly.

"I almost spit it out."

…………

Cui Ming, who was pushed out to buy a drink, had a very bad expression on his face. His stinky face could be seen from ten meters away. The boy was frowning tightly while looking at the memo on his phone, while looking for grape juice on the shelves in the supermarket.

Another call came from the phone, and this was already the fifth one. The veins on Cui Ming's forehead popped up, and he jumped suddenly.

The life-threatening bell reverberated violently, and everyone around looked here curiously.

Cui Ming couldn't bear the surprised gazes of others, so he answered the phone reluctantly: "Hello."

"Hey, what are you doing, don't you have a long mouth? Call me sister, brat!"

Cui Ming, who was beaten mercilessly, clenched the grape juice in his hand and gritted his teeth: "Give me almost a little! I've only been out for 10 minutes, and you've already called me three times."

"Aren't I worried about you?" Cui Yi was very upset. She usually works out of town and only came back during the Chinese New Year. Even after getting married, he still habitually takes care of Cui Ming: "It's getting dark now, how dangerous it is for you to be outside alone."

Cui Ming couldn't bear it anymore: "Since this is the case, don't push me out to buy drinks from the beginning."

Cui Yi pretended to be stupid on the other end of the phone: "Ah... what? Xiao Ming, what are you talking about, the signal here is not good, so my sister hung up first, and we will talk later, go early and come back early, love you, okay?" Wow."

The supermarket was crowded with people, and Cui Ming called "Good Luck" on the radio, making his ears buzzing.

The Cui family is a big family, and it is usually very lively during Chinese New Year dinners. There are several tables crowded together, old and young, men and women, with more than a dozen mouths talking non-stop, which can make people dizzy. .

Cui Ming finally came out to catch his breath, bought all the drinks that everyone had specified, and squeezed through the crowd to the outside of the supermarket.

Cui Ming was taken aback by the icy cold air that rushed towards his face, mixed with strands of moist chill, "Why is it raining?"

The rain became heavy in an instant, crackling, and the plastic canopy was rattling, and the crowds in the distance could be seen spreading out like frightened birds, hiding in the eaves of the street corners.

Cui Ming called Cui Yi.

Cui Yi on the other end was busy coaxing the child, saying that he couldn't get out now, so he just asked Cui Ming to buy an umbrella and come back.

Listening to the beeping sound that hung up without hesitation, Cui Ming irritably cursed.

He put down the plastic bag in his hand, subconsciously touched the pocket on his chest, and found it was empty, only then did he realize that in order not to let Cui Yi know that he was smoking, he had already hidden all the cigarettes in advance.

Cui Ming knit his brows tightly.

After a long time, he turned around and walked into the supermarket like a compromise. Before going in, Cui Ming stuffed all the drinks into the storage cabinet.

When queuing up for the checkout, Cui Ming's eyes fell on the lighters on the shelf, he hesitated for a moment, and reached out to take one.

He bought another pack of cigarettes, went back to the storage cabinet and touched his pocket, only to realize that the verification note that was originally in his pocket was gone, and his forehead twitched.

When people are not going well, drinking cold water will clog the teeth.

The manager at the counter said that the cashier who was in charge of the keys had something to do now and would not come over until later.

Cui Ming was very irritable.

He walked outside the supermarket and lit a cigarette in his hand.

The air is full of diffuse water vapor, which is cold, and there is a burst of crispy aroma from the fried shop next to the supermarket. Cui Ming took a breath, squinted his eyes, and suddenly saw a familiar figure in the distance.

It was a man who looked up at the street lights in a daze at the corner of the street, with a dazed expression on his face.

There was also heavy rain around, splashing his sneakers.

With Cui Ming's vision, he could even see the white air exhaled from his mouth, spiraling upwards.

Cui Ming took a sharp sip of the cigarette in his hand and snorted, "Like a fool."

He looked at the umbrella in his hand, recalling what Su Zhiyun said back then, and frowned.

People in the supermarket came to call Cui Ming.

"Sir, our supervisor has brought the key."

Cui Ming came back to his senses, stubbed out the cigarette and threw it into the trash can, and said yes.

"Okay, trouble."

The ponytail of the girl in the red vest in front flicked, Cui Ming felt a little upset for some reason, the more he walked, the more uncomfortable he was, and he stopped unknowingly.

"what happened?"

The girl who noticed that Cui Ming stopped was a little puzzled, and turned around with a puzzled expression.

Cui Ming didn't know why his throat was inexplicably astringent, he frowned, and hurriedly said "I just left something at the door of the supermarket" as if fleeing, then turned and ran away.

Pushing open the plastic curtain that isolates the air conditioner, the icy cold air hits the face outside, mixed with the coolness that is as sharp as a knife's edge.

The waiter hurriedly followed, only to see Cui Ming froze in place, and asked cautiously, "Sir?"

Cui Ming was still holding the umbrella in his hand, and it was already half opened. He was silent for a long time, then retracted the umbrella that was originally opened, turned around and walked to the supermarket.

It was still raining outside, pattering, the boy in white sneakers stood under the street lamp, and someone stood beside him with an umbrella, standing side by side.

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