After breaking up with Qing Leng Omega

Jiang Mo was a good boy since he was a child, and others always praised him like this.

He is really good, he looks good, he has a quiet temper, and he jumps out of words when he speaks. He is the one who is the most bullied among the children.

There were many children in the compound, and they asked him to help him run errands to buy snacks. Jiang Mo was naturally not happy at first, he could see the teasing in their eyes, he was not talkative, but he was not stupid.

Then what he got was more direct targeting and malice. He was sitting in the shade reading a book, and a group of children saw him and shouted: "The little mute is out!"

He ignored them, and they became more energetic, throwing crooked sandbags for a while, rolling footballs for a while, and someone took a water gun, no matter how bad it was, they just couldn't understand his quiet and silent appearance.

Jiang Mo ignored him once or twice, but after all he was not a soft bun who would be bullied, so on the third time, he made a move.

The leading child had a deciduous tooth knocked out by him, and he himself was scratched on the face.

It was a child messing around, but the other parent didn't say anything after they came, so Jiang Mo went home with a blood mark.

Jiang Mo's mother, Xu Yao, saw her son's face being scratched, pulled him distressedly and asked what's wrong, and took the medicine kit to apply medicine to him, but the medicine was not finished yet, Jiang's father, Jiang Shengtian, returned home, and opened his mouth Jiang Mo scolded.

Nonsense, outrageous, uneducated, no matter how ugly, how can I say it.

Even though Jiang Mo knew it was wrong to hit someone, he didn't hold back when he heard those words: "They threw me with a ball."

Xu Yao's heart ached instantly, and she said to her husband, "They bullied Xiaomo first, our son is not a flirtatious temper."

As a result, Jiang Shengtian stared and said: "Why did they throw you and not others? Have you ever reflected on your own mistakes? They threw you is the reason for you to do it?"

Jiang Mo's unformed three views were subverted by these remarks. He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, so he didn't argue any more.

But he vaguely knew that his father was talking about his uncommunicative nature. He said it many times in front of his face, and he got angry when he saw his lifeless appearance.

Because others can't understand it, so they deserve to be bullied.

Jiang Shengtian spoke so harshly that Xu Yao didn't dare to refute in person, so she hugged her son to comfort her only after they left, saying that it was wrong for them to bully others, and it was wrong for Jiang Mo to beat others, so don't do this again in the future, saying that she should make more friends and be more lively , Talk to them more, play with them, they are not bad-natured children, and they said a lot, but Jiang Mo didn't remember them.

Because Jiang Mo was wondering, obviously her mother is not talkative, not lively, does not have many friends, and even rarely smiles, is this not correct?

He didn't think it should be like this.

Of course, this is not the most important thing. These questions are a bit esoteric to him. At that time, he was more concerned about the fact that when he returned home after fighting with others, the fault was all on him, but he was obviously the one who was bullied. .

This repressed emotion became even more depressed after being led by his father to apologize to the child who lost his tooth. He couldn't figure it out, and couldn't digest his father's negative attitude towards him. Gradually, he became more silent.

Later, people would also say that Jiang Mo was a good boy, but they would always add a sentence at the end, that he was a bit difficult to get in touch with.

His rebellious period seems to have come a little early, the more people say this about him, the more he will not change and ignore others.

They don't care about him, not even his parents.

It was only when Jiang Mo grew up and became sensible that he realized that Jiang Shengtian, who was still a junior at that time, was on the rise in his career, and he was beating the son of a leader who was a higher level than him.

Although there is a difference in position, in terms of family background and status, the Jiang family did not lose the other party at all, but Jiang Shengtian took him to apologize, not for anything else, just for the sake of face.

A person has a face, and a tree has a skin. For Jiang Shengtian, there is no need to worry too much about his position of power. The only thing he needs to maintain is that face.

Because of this, when Jiang Mo was trapped in plagiarism, Jiang Shengtian called him home and yelled at him again. He was ashamed, he had no progress, no prospects, it was still a familiar word, and it came out no matter how ugly it was. Jiang Mo just listened quietly, even I am curious, how the person who can easily say these words maintains such an elegant and decent appearance in front of others.

Unlike when he was a child, Jiang Mo's heart has no ups and downs this time, he's used to it, used to accusations, used to verbal abuse, used to acting like nothing happened.

If you don't care, it won't hurt.Just like he doesn't care about his son, his anger is only for his own face.

So he is very grateful to his mother for allowing him to inherit her character and to be free from those cumbersome emotions.

But later these habits were broken. In just half a year, that person who recklessly invaded his world broke everything he had before and then rebuilt it.

He said he believed in himself and he liked himself.

He doesn't care about his physical defects, he doesn't care about his personality, and he can even tolerate his petty habits of coddling himself.

At that time, Jiang Mo realized for the first time that he was loved.It was also the first time I realized that being loved is what it feels like.

Those days were the most unforgettable for him in all these years.

So when the last love was torn apart, he didn't even have the courage to confirm it again, because it was too painful, and he subconsciously armed himself to make himself less ugly.

In fact, thinking about it now, he is not only afraid, but also selfishly wants to keep a good memory for that short-lived tenderness. He doesn't want to reveal all the truth, so that he can deceive himself that there is still a real truth in those tenderness. Love.

If it's all fake, then he is too miserable.

Xu Shi didn't get a reply for a long time, and Ye Caize's voice came again: "What's the matter, what are you thinking? I'm so moved that you're going to cry?"

The familiar voice brought Jiang Wei back to his senses, but because the last thing he thought of was not such a pleasant memory, his attitude towards the other party also cooled down: "It's okay to hang up."

Ye Caize shivered from the sudden change in tone, before he had time to think about what he said wrong again, he said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes..." What?He short-circuited his mind and couldn't find a topic. Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught sight of kissing my Omega with the boyfriend who came to visit the group. His eyes were sour for a moment, and he opened his mouth, "I miss you."

The next second, he heard a busy tone on the other side.

He reached out and punched his left chest twice, trying to save his heart manually.

The effect was not very good, he took the phone and flipped to the photo album, there were only a few photos in it, all of them were Jiang Wei.

There was a picture of Jiang Wei wearing a rabbit ear headband sent by his son, there was a sneak shot of his back when he was blowing on the beach, and there was a group photo taken at the end of the show, which he specifically asked for from the director team.

A few simple photos, he slid over and over again, and zoomed in again and again, looking at his faint eyebrows, his thin lips, his dark hair tips, and those small ears, and... ....

Ye Caize's fingertips rubbed lightly on the other's eyes, why did he spot the mole, the mole he said he loved the most, why, he didn't want to think about it, didn't want to try to imagine the other person's mood at that time, it was disgust, it was hatred, Or something else, he couldn't stand it.

When the group is not filming and resting, when he misses Jiang Weishi, he sometimes flips through these photos, and sometimes flips through the other party's circle of friends.

Jiang Wei's circle of friends is very clean, not clean without content, but full of the same.

He didn't set permissions. The content of this account started seven years ago, not much, about one or two in a month. At a glance, all of them are some song links to share, mostly English songs.

Occasionally, there is a plain text or picture mixed in, which is enough for Ye Caize to look at it for a long time.

There is a statement - no orders will be accepted recently, and orders will be completed before the end of the month.

The time was four years ago, and there was a photo immediately after this one, but the time interval was half a year.

In the photo are two paintings, which were lightly pressed by one hand, one large and one small, and it is obvious that they were written by adults and children respectively.

Ye Caize thought of the information that Feng Bai gave him that Jiang Wei had suspended his studies for three years, when he was about to graduate.

He thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure out why. Now that he saw this photo, he felt something faintly, but he couldn't even get a clue.

He has missed too much, as long as he thinks that he is alone in a foreign country with his children, and he still has to attend classes, write songs, and possibly be bullied, he will feel terribly uncomfortable.

I also saw the hand that appeared with the two paintings. There was no flesh, and blue blood vessels could be seen under the thin skin. Thin like this again.

He wished that he was the one who experienced these things, and wished he could wake up the self seven years ago, but it was all vain. He could only think over and over again when he couldn't fall asleep, what he could do.

Just like flipping through his phone now, he is also thinking, what can he do?

Making up for it is empty, the damage has already been done, he doesn't expect Jiang Wei to smile at him, even if he never forgives himself... He deserves it, he just wants to treat him better, better, better.

The former Jiang Mo also liked to share songs, and Ye Caize listened to them a lot when chasing him, just to have more common topics with him.

When he saw him making a symphony, he said that he liked it too, and the other party obviously believed it, so he talked about Beethoven and Mozart with him. Ye Caize said, I know this well, the one with painted eggs in elementary school textbooks.

Ye Caize, who hadn't listened to two classes seriously since he was a child, was complacent, and Jiang Mo never talked to him about music again.

And now Ye Caize, he minored in music art in college, not only can he chat with him about symphony, but also about some musical instruments, music theory and even songwriting.

Looking at those English songs that Jiang Wei posted, Ye Caize no longer just listens to have fun as before.

He could even guess his mood at that time, whether it was relaxed or dull.

He was also thankful that the efforts he had made in the past seven years did not seem to be completely in vain.

After hanging up Ye Caize's phone, Jiang Wei's phone rang again, this time it was Zhou Wenwen.

Jiang Wei picked up and chatted with the other party for a long time, and when he hung up, it was time to pick up his son.

After picking up his son and returning to turn on the phone again, he saw more than a dozen message reminders in WeChat.

He thought it was Ye Caize who was sending some boring messages again, but it wasn't when he opened it.

It was indeed Ye Caize who was boring, but the post was not a message, but a comment on Moments.

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