Confess to you in early summer

Xiao Jiang didn't know what he had missed unintentionally, so he chatted happily with Yan Wei. The conversation lasted for two hours, and Yan Wei was so sleepy that he yawned.

"I have to sleep." Yan Wei said, "I have to get up early tomorrow."

Jiang Youyi was a little surprised: "You can't sleep in even on your birthday?"

"Isn't that so? Since I was a child, except for the occasional opportunity to lie in bed at school, it's impossible at home." Yan Wei has long been accustomed to it. Even though he feels that his parents are strict, he has to admit that the long-term self-discipline has brought him She has many benefits.

Jiang Youyi was at a loss for words, and really didn't know what to say. Compared with Yan Wei, her living habits were two extremes, so she had no choice but to say: "Then go to bed early."

"Ah."

Saying good night to classmate Xiao Jiang, Yan Wei charged his phone, closed his eyes and fell asleep in a comfortable mood.

Before dawn, there was the sound of rapid rain outside the window, and the bean-sized raindrops hit the window sill, crackling and crackling.

Yan Wei was awakened by the ringing of the alarm clock, lay on the bed quietly for a few seconds, successfully opened his eyes and turned on the phone, sat up and woke up for a while, then quickly got dressed and got out of bed to make the bed.

Yan Tingyue was about to go out after breakfast. He Ping sent him to the entrance and repeatedly told him to drive carefully. The tires are easy to slip on the road in rainy days, so you must drive carefully.

Yan Tingyue was not impatient, and agreed over and over again. Before opening the door, he said to Yan Wei: "Take a day off today, don't read books, and watch TV with your mother and talk for a while." Yan Tingyue gave all the little tenderness He Ping.

Yan Weixiao: "Don't worry Dad, I'll accompany you when you're not home, and you're busy with your work."

Yan Tingyue snorted, scraped the bridge of Yan Wei's nose affectionately, changed his shoes, and went out with his briefcase.

After seeing off Yan Tingyue, Yan Wei didn't go back to the room, but followed He Ping to the living room.

On weekdays, He Ping and Yan Tingyue have nothing to say when they get along. Most of the time, Yan Tingyue sits on the sofa in the living room, or goes to the balcony to set up a recliner, listens to the news, and reads the newspaper, while He Ping is busy tidying up trivial matters at home.

It was the same today. After watching TV for a few minutes, He Ping caught a glimpse of the messy coffee table and couldn't help but began to put away the small things.

Yan Wei was sitting next to her, and seeing He Ping hurrying back and forth, she couldn't sit still, so she stood up to help He Ping.

Under He Ping's overall arrangement, Yan Wei wiped the table and swept the floor from time to time, busy around.

After He Ping tidied up all the sundries, she took a mop and mopped the whole house three times. The tiles in the living room were bright, and it seemed that the whole space in the house was brightened up a lot.

The mother and daughter spent the whole morning doing a big cleaning. After the end, He Ping remembered that she had to cook, so she went to the kitchen again. Yan Wei said she would help, but He Ping said, "Time is tight, don't make trouble, just help." "It's too late" to be thrown out, so I had to lean against the kitchen door and watch He Ping's busy figure.

"Do you want to eat stewed noodles? Mom will fry an egg for you." He Ping washed the vegetables first, and kept moving her hands when she asked.

"Eat." Yan Wei nodded, "Mom cooks anything delicious."

He Ping was amused by Yan Wei: "In terms of sweet mouth, you are like your father."

Taking advantage of He Ping's inattention, Yan Wei rolled her eyes, thinking that beauty is in the eyes of beholders, can someone like Yan Tingyue be called sweet?

Maybe Yan Tingyue is very sweet to He Ping, but Yan Wei has never enjoyed Yan Tingyue's gentler treatment.

Yan Wei stood by the door, with inexplicable emotions hidden in his eyes.

She doesn't really like eating noodles, but her long-term obedience has made her used to concealing her demands. Anyway, even if she doesn't want to, He Ping, who has already started cooking, will not change her mind. Finally, she gets out the noodles and puts them on the table. After a while, if she said she wouldn't eat, then most likely she would really have nothing to eat.

He Ping would not say that she was a waste, but there was a lot of yin and yang. Yan Wei was tamed very well since she was a child, and she had a way of getting along with her parents that was different from other people.

It was still raining outside, and there was no tendency to stop at all. The rain and fog shrouded the streets, adding inexplicable boredom and anxiety.

The news is reporting a landslide accident. It is a landslide on the highway from Yizhou to Fudu. Rescue personnel have rushed to the scene and cooperated with the traffic police to clear the blocked traffic.

After lunch, Yan Wei went back to the bedroom for a lunch break, lying flat on the bed with her arms under her head, staring straight at the ceiling.

Closing the screen window can't completely stop the mosquito harassment. A spider with slender legs and feet is weaving a web in the corner. When Yan Wei looks at it, he wonders if its eyes are also meeting Yan Wei's.

Dull.

Yan Wei closed his eyes to feel sleepy, and when he was in a daze, he was awakened by a strange noise.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw He Ping standing by the bed. Yan Wei saw the thing in her hand, and there was a buzz in his head, and the blood on his face faded away instantly.

"What is this?" He Ping's face was cold, her eyes were cut on Yan Wei's body like a knife, the expression on her face was very complicated, like resentment, like shock, more like the incomprehensible feeling when someone who trusted her betrayed her and unbelievable.

Phone lock screen

There is a missed call from Yan Chu, and there are still a few unread new message reminders from Little Penguin, and the header note is "Student Xiaojiang".

After Yan Wei was stunned for a short time, he became unexpectedly calm.

She calmly looked back at He Ping, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw a broom and an open schoolbag beside the desk, and quickly figured out why.

Seeing that Yan Wei didn't answer, the anger in He Ping's eyes became more vivid. She pushed Yan Wei's forehead with something in her hand, and asked sharply: "Is this the mobile phone that Yan Chu bought for you?! Now that your wings are stiff, you are actually with Yan Chu teamed up to favor us! What's the password?!"

Yan Wei pursed her lips, trying to reason with He Ping calmly: "It's my fault that I hid my phone behind your back, but I also have the right to keep my privacy. You shouldn't look at my phone."

"Privacy?! You are still a student, what privacy do you want?!"

As if Yan Wei's words hit her sore spot, He Ping lost control of her emotions and yelled fiercely: "Back then we respected Yan Chu's privacy too much and didn't care about anything! What happened in the end? I said I shouldn't have let her out of this door!" Men, it's all over now, you have to follow suit!"

"Is it because we are sorry for you?! Your father and I have worked so hard to feed and clothe you, and send you to the best schools. In the end, this is how you repay us?!"

"There is more than one homosexual in our family, and even you are a liar in the end! I don't know what crimes I did in my previous life! All the daughters I adopted came to collect debts! Why should Tingyue and I be poked on the back of the finger? Pointing out, are you still human?! Do you want to force us to death?!"

She was so angry that she dropped the phone to the ground with a slap, but Yan Wei had no time to stop it.

The early smartphones still had independent batteries, fell to pieces, and died without a whole body.

The loud noise brought He Ping back to her senses. She stared at the mess on the ground with hatred, and left a sentence, "Go back to Yizhou to study next semester, don't even think about going to Fudu again!", then slammed the door and went out.

Yan Wei covered her face with her hands, a puff of breath was stuck in her throat, choking her eyes sorely, she wanted to cry but couldn't.

She got out of bed, picked up the scattered pieces of the phone, and barely put it back together.

The whole screen is broken, and individual parts are deformed. Trying to turn it on failed. I don't know if it can be repaired.

There was the sound of pinging and bangs coming from the kitchen. He Ping couldn't calm down and was throwing something to vent her anger.

Yan Wei hugged her knees and squatted on the ground. After a while, she sniffed and made a bold decision. She stood up, shook her numb legs, and walked quickly to the desk to pack her schoolbag.

ID card, review materials, summer homework... and the pen and umbrella that Jiang Youyi gave her.

I didn't bring much clothes, I only took my school uniform and two T-shirts, and stuffed them all into my schoolbag.

When He Ping opened the door, He Ping heard a commotion running out of the kitchen. Before she could finish her angry "Where are you going?", Yan Wei slammed the door and went into the fire escape without looking back.

He Ping chased her out. She thought Yan Wei was going downstairs, and she still had her apron on, so she pressed the elevator and went straight down to the ground floor.

In fact, Yan Wei didn't go downstairs. She climbed up the fire steps to the top floor, and the iron door leading to the roof was locked. She just sat on the steps in front of the door with her schoolbag in her arms for two hours.

It was raining heavily today, and no residents went to the roof to dry their clothes.

She could imagine that He Ping went from fright to panic, making phone calls like crazy, running all over the community under the pouring rain, even asking the security guards to call the surveillance, and maybe calling Yan Tingyue to tell him to hurry up return.

When Yan Chu left, they went crazy once, Yan Wei saw them restless and weeping blood, thick dark circles surrounded the bloodshot eyes, and the hair on the temples turned from blue to gray in just a few days. Old teens.

After that, He Ping was prone to anxiety when she was alone, so she had to find something to do so that she wouldn't panic.

It is precisely because of enough understanding that Yan Wei is unwilling to make trouble like this.

I can't tell who is right and who is wrong, it's just that each other's ideas and desires conflict, and it's hard to reconcile, and no one is willing to compromise. They can only vent their emotions with the most decisive words and deeds, and hurt each other.

There is no winner, no winner.

She went downstairs and left the complex through the side door. She didn't meet He Ping on the way, so she took an umbrella to the side of the road and hailed a taxi. When she got off the bus, she called Yan Chu at the roadside newsstand.

When the phone was connected, Yan Wei let out a sigh of relief: "Sister, it's me."

The rushing rain and the loud siren came from the receiver, Yan Chu was a little surprised, looked at the caller ID, it was not Yan Wei's number, Lenovo did not get through in the morning, she was keenly aware of something, and asked: "You Why did you come out of the house? Did something happen?"

Yan Wei couldn't help admiring Yan Chu's cleverness, and immediately thought that something was wrong with her, she pursed her lips, and confessed honestly: "Mom dropped my mobile phone, I have run away from home now, I have nowhere to go, I plan to go back by car Fudu, can you take me in?"

The phone was dropped by He Ping, and Yan Wei ran away from home and couldn't live in a hotel as an adult.

Yan Chu immediately understood the reason. She slapped her forehead and couldn't help but raise her voice in desperation: "Don't take a long-distance bus, the expressway has collapsed. The situation is very serious. The bus can't go on. You can only take a long road. You need to find someone first." Hide somewhere, Su Ci and I will go back to pick you up."

As soon as Yan Chu mentioned it, Yan Wei also remembered the news he heard in the morning, and his facial features were wrinkled in distress: "Forget it, don't come here, the road is not safe in such a heavy rain, wait until tomorrow to see if the weather will be fine. I can't talk about it better, I will figure out a way... hang up first."

Before Yan Chu could speak, Yan Wei hung up the phone decisively.

She saw Yan Tingyue's car.

The author has something to say: Started!

I was delayed by an urgent matter yesterday, and I will make it up today!come on!