Pandora's Box

In the original plan, my dad and the others planned to stay for a long time, to catch up with Cheng Yichen.However, something happened to my dad's construction site, so he and Cheng Yichen left without any hesitation.

Let's just leave, I can't talk about being sad, but not long after they went out, I suddenly realized that my dad didn't give me money!

I hurriedly called my dad: "Dad, did you forget something?"

He said, "Huh? No, I have my ID and mobile phone with me."

Me: "...I mean, you forgot to leave me something. For example, money?"

My dad said: "Ah, this, there is no need. If you need anything, just tell your Uncle Chen. He will give it to you."

"That's not good?!"

This means that I not only eat and drink from others, but also spend from others?How humble!

My dad actually said brazenly: "No, I think it's fine. I'm about to take off, so I'll turn off the phone first."

No way, no way, foster care can be so free and easy?

My depression was at its peak.

I guess my dad felt he had failed his previous education partly because of the money from my phone calls.After all, more money equals more temptations, and children tend to go bad if they have too much money.

But money is actually innocent, it is really not the culprit of my failure.

Things have come to this, I can only blame myself for not thinking of saving some pocket money when I had a lot of pocket money before, so that I was shy in the card, so I could only start living under the fence with grievances.

Fortunately, according to my observation, although Lu Feng lives here for some reason, the actual head of the house is Cheng Yichen.

Therefore, even Lu Feng needs to live with others.

Thinking about it this way, I have already reached the same height as Lu Feng, which seems a bit more dignified.

But living here for a few days, my experience is not good.

Nobody likes living in a stranger's home after all.This is similar to the kind of homestay for foreign students. I am used to being undisciplined, and I feel constrained everywhere here.

Secondly, the atmosphere at home was not pleasant either.Since the day I came here, Lu Feng has had a gloomy face all day long, and Cheng Yichen has never even smiled.

It's not that Cheng Yichen isn't warm to me, he didn't treat me badly.In fact, he cares about me very much, as much as ten of my dads plus one Uncle LEE.

I just need to ask casually, "Are there any jujubes at home?", and I can have a large bowl of freshly washed winter jujubes on my table that night; all three meals are made according to my preferences; housework is even more complete. None of my business.I just need clothes to reach out and rice to open my mouth.

He took care of all aspects of my daily life, and he was very gentle and gentle to me.

But I think he's in pain, and he's enduring that pain.And I don't know what is tormenting him.

One night I even heard Lu Feng arguing with him.

No, that is very inaccurate.

I just heard the movement of arguing in the kitchen, and my name seemed to be vaguely mixed in.

I don't know exactly what happened, but when I sneaked over curiously, I saw Cheng Yichen wave his hand and slap Lu Feng across the face.

There was an extremely crisp and loud "snap", which sounded so painful that the dates in my mouth were almost scared away.

This slap seemed to have exhausted all his strength, making Cheng Yichen bend over and trembling slightly as if he was out of breath, and it also made Lu Feng's statue-like face that many people would tremble with trepidation just by looking at it, immediately emerged. It turned red.

It was really hard.

But Lu Feng didn't get angry when he was beaten, instead he whispered in a pleading voice: "Xiaochen..."

Cheng Yichen's face was blue and white, his lips were bloodless, only his eyes were red.

Lu Feng stretched out his hand to hug him, but he was slapped again.

"Xiaochen..."

Another slap in the face.

"Xiaochen..."

I have never seen such a low-key Lu Feng, nor have I seen such a cruel Cheng Yichen.

That slap was not soft at all, but Lu Feng's hand was still stretched out.

Both of them seemed to be in extreme pain, but they couldn't hug each other.

I suddenly completely lost my peeping mood, and quietly shrank back.

They look so miserable.

In the face of such pain, curiosity seems too cruel.

I tiptoed back to my room and stayed uneasy for a long time before I vaguely heard new movements outside.So he couldn't hold back and leaned over again, lying on the door and opening the door a crack.

This gap is only enough for me to see Lu Feng's back, and then there is the sound of the door closing.

This shock was no small matter, and I rolled out of the room with too much force.Cheng Yichen stood alone in the living room, as if in a daze.

He didn't respond to my movement, like a stone statue.I could only call him anxiously: "Uncle Chen..."

He finally turned to look at me.

I asked, "What happened?"

He was dull for a while before responding to me: "It's okay."

"Then," I carefully considered my words, and asked again, "Where is Lu Feng going?"

He stared blankly again and said, "I didn't go anywhere."

I didn't ask any more questions, because I found that his whole body seemed to be taken out of his soul, and he couldn't answer any questions.

Obviously he was the one who drove Lu Feng away, but when Lu Feng left, it seemed that he took his soul with him.

I couldn't sleep a little at night, thinking about what just happened.

To be honest, I was very uncomfortable and always felt weird.

There is no evidence that any of this has anything to do with me.But I just somehow have a feeling that this must have something to do with me.

What happened?

I carefully sorted out what I remembered and things related to them, but I didn't have any clues.

When I was studying at Nangao, I met Lu Feng a few times, on occasions of eating, drinking and having fun.

But if you talk about the entanglement between me and Lu Feng, that's what happened. At that time, he seemed to have some interest in me, which was reflected in the fact that he took a few more glances at me.But what is that, those few glances are meaningless at all, I have the impression that Lu Feng is interested in many people, and he has the world in his heart.

The Lu Feng in my memory, or the Lu Feng back then, had a kind of inexplicable lewdness, as if he wanted to use all extravagant, extravagant and absurd methods to fill his own emptiness.

I can't even imagine how empty his heart is, what kind of big hole must be dug out to need that kind of life.

But as far as I can remember, that's it, no big deal follow-up.At that time, the beauties that Lu Feng favored could fill a subway line [-], and I, a nobody, was nothing.

Now that we meet again here, he doesn't bother to look at me at all, and his eyes don't stay on me at all.Chances are he doesn't even remember meeting me.

Cheng Yichen won't be concerned because he learned about this past, right?

Not so.

Besides, if this is the case, he should also hate me and drive me out of the house, instead of being as warm as a spring breeze to me, and ruthless to Lu Feng as the autumn wind sweeps fallen leaves.

This matter is too brain-intensive. With my IQ, I even guessed it in the middle of the night, but I was still at a loss.

It made me feel bad, there were rough seas around me and I didn't know anything about it.

It was as if I was in a ghost story.

Something terrible must have happened in front of us, both Cheng Yichen and Lu Feng could see that scary ghost, so they behaved strangely, but only I couldn't see it.

I tossed and turned in the middle of the night and couldn't fall asleep. The room was very stuffy. I got up and wanted to open the window to let in the air.

Then, from the window, I saw a figure under the street lamp, he stood facing Cheng Yichen's room.

It was really cold at this time of night, he just stood there motionless, looking up, like a dog abandoned by its owner.

While scolding myself for being nosy, I couldn't hold back my curiosity at the same time, I went to peek at Cheng Yichen for a while to see if he was asleep, and for a while to see if Lu Feng had left, I was very busy.

Finally, the light in Cheng Yichen's room went out.

After waiting quietly downstairs for so long, Lu Feng finally left.

There is nothing on the long street in the middle of the night, only fallen leaves are left on the ground, which are already dry and brittle in this bleak season.Stepping on it step by step, the sound of cracking is heard gradually going away.

It was as if someone's heart had been broken.