Be at the same table with the rumored boss

Liu Juan turned to Qian Haitang and said, "Go and call Xiao Lang over first."

Qian Haitang didn't respond until Liu Juan repeated it again.

She knew that the matter had greatly exceeded her expectations, and today's matter would not end so easily, but how did she know that Pan Xueying would come to the office today? If she had known this in advance, she would not have come to complain. After all, she just wanted to separate the two of them. I didn't think...

But maybe this is also good, if you just tell the head teacher that they may still be secretly in love, after telling the parents, there is a high probability that this kind of thing will be impossible.

Qian Haitang was taken aback by the thought that came to her suddenly, she shook her head and pushed all the thoughts out of her mind.

It was only when Qian Haitang walked to the door of the classroom that she realized that she was a little scared. She didn't dare to call Xiao Lang's name, and she didn't dare to look directly at the person she had liked for so long.

Fortunately, Zhu Yanyan in the classroom saw her hesitant appearance standing at the door of the classroom, and Zhu Yanyan hurried over to ask her what was wrong.

Qian Haitang hesitated for a moment, "Just now I went to the office to ask the class teacher a question, and the head teacher told me to call Xiao Lang over, but you also know that our relationship..."

Zhu Yanyan immediately understood Qian Haitang's implication, she patted Qian Haitang's shoulder and said: "It's okay, you go back to your seat, I'll call him."

Qian Haitang nodded gratefully.

When Zhu Yanyan called his name, Xiao Lang was discussing with Su Mianyang the third possible solution to a math problem. He was a little surprised. After all, there should be nothing to ask him at this time.

Su Mianyang next to him was also aware of Xiao Lang's hesitation, and he asked casually, "Master Yan, do you know why the old class is looking for Xiao Lang?"

Zhu Yanyan shook her head, "I'm not sure about that."

Su Mianyang didn't think much about it, he patted Xiao Lang on the shoulder and said, "Go ahead, maybe I've already solved the problem when you come back, and I'll explain the idea to you then."

If Su Mianyang knew that this was the last time he saw Xiao Lang in high school, he would not let go as freely as he does now, and let Xiao Lang walk the distance alone.

However, one cannot predict the future. At this time, he just smiled and said, "I'll wait for you to come back."

After waiting, Xiao Lang never came back.

Life is always like this, people say that they don’t know which hasty parting is a farewell, it’s very easy to let go, but it takes most of my life to regret that I didn’t say goodbye at that time.

However, the fact is that what can they do if they know it? They are so powerless to persuade them to stay, they can't do anything except say goodbye.It's not as good as it is now, at least before the final parting, they were all smiling.

Ms. Pan's face was very ugly all the way, but she didn't say a word, she just asked Xiao Lang to go home with her.

Xiao Lang could only agree.

Pan Xueying just walked forward all the way, Xiao Lang followed behind, but she walked faster and faster, until she left the teaching building, she never looked back.

This made Xiao Lang very uneasy, as if he had returned to the time when Ms. Pan ran away from home after her marriage broke up. Without looking back, he disappeared at the end of his vision.

But this time, Xiao Lang caught up with Ms. Pan.

Xiao Lang didn't know what happened. Seeing that Ms. Pan was still carrying a messenger bag, he asked softly, "Mom, shall I carry the bag?"

Pan Xueying ignored him.

So the anxiety in his heart became more intense, but Xiao Lang still didn't want to give up. He tentatively stretched out his hand to touch Ms. Pan, "Mom... you came to the school to find me, you must be tired from walking for so long, let me help you... .”

"Don't touch me! Is it disgusting?" Pan Xueying stopped suddenly, and she shook her bag vigorously.

Xiao Lang was startled by such a reaction, he hurriedly withdrew his hands, but could only stand by and apologize at a loss: "I'm sorry...I was wrong."

Pan Xueying's breathing was getting heavier and heavier, seeing her always well-behaved son panicked, she couldn't help feeling a little soft-hearted.

But this incident hit her too hard, and she couldn't get it out because of the remaining rationality stuck in her throat. She was afraid that she would say more ugly words, so she didn't say anything at all, and just looked at Xiao Xiao. After a while, Lang chose to turn around and continue walking.

Xiao Lang stood there for a long time without moving.

The scene in front of him completely overlaps with the scene in the dream many years ago. The difference is that he caught up with Ms. Pan this time, and the same thing is the back view of Ms. Pan without looking back.

Although he was walking in midsummer, his body seemed to be submerged in winter, his limbs began to feel cold, and the feeling of being abandoned occupied his whole heart. Standing alone under the orange streetlight, Xiao Lang realized for the second time that he didn't know where to go. is the way home.

In the second half of the road, Xiao Lang didn't dare to get too close to Ms. Pan, he was afraid that Ms. Pan would get angry.It wasn't until he entered the building that he quickly passed Ms. Pan and went upstairs to open the door.

Even though he hasn't come back for such a long time, the voice-activated light at the door of the house is still working. Xiao Lang unscrewed the door lock and entered the house, and habitually pressed the light switch next to the door, but the light stick didn't respond at all.

He frowned, walked to another light switch and pressed it, but there was still no light.

Xiao Lang felt a little uneasy in his heart, until he heard Pan Xueying's footsteps behind him.

Xiao Lang's heart beat fast after a long period of silence. He was afraid of such a Ms. Pan, but Ms. Pan was always a person who would not take the lead in bowing her head. After much hesitation, Xiao Lang still chose to speak to break the silence, "Why is there someone in the room?" The lights aren't on?"

Ms. Pan paused for a few seconds. She sniffed before saying, "I'm the only one in the house. Why do I need so many lights? How could I remember to change them?"

Xiao Lang was silent for a while before continuing to ask: "Then why did you remember to change the voice-activated light outside?"

It was a long period of silence before Xiao Lang heard Ms. Pan, who never bowed her head, say: "Because I don't know when you will come back, so the sensor light must always be on."

"Mom..." Xiao Lang paused, and he cautiously probed, "You know everything?"

Pan Xueying's voice was still calm, but when she listened carefully, she could find a faint trembling in it, "If I didn't go to the office to hear it today, how long would you keep it from me? You can really do it, have a puppy love with your deskmate?"

"I'm sorry..." The last sentence made Xiao Lang immediately lose the idea of ​​struggling. After panicking, he only had one thought: Ms. Pan must be very sad.

"I'm sorry? Where did you go wrong?" Pan Xueying laughed instead, "You also feel that you are wrong. If you are wrong, why do you still do...that perverted thing? Homosexuality..."

This "I'm sorry" was like a fuse, completely igniting Pan Xueying's accumulated resentment all night.

She looked at her son's face and thought she was sensible and obedient on weekdays, but now she looked at Xiao Ziqiang's shadow, the man who had brought all the misfortunes to her, even today he still refused to let her go, and wanted her only His son also became perverted.

"Speaking out, the neighbors are waiting to see your jokes, and the door opposite laughs the loudest. Can you two have children? What do you want to do in the future?" Pan Xueying hurled all the questions at her son, "Who the hell is that?" Taught you badly? Huh?"

Xiao Lang stood there without moving. He had never seen such a Ms. Pan, and he didn't even know what to say.

"Get rid of that boy, immediately, and don't do this kind of thing in the future." Pan Xue greeted the ultimatum.

"Mom... can you listen to me?" There was a pause for about three or four seconds, and when Ms. Pan's breathing calmed down a little, Xiao Lang said softly, "No one taught me bad... I voluntarily of."

Pan Xueying was furious, panting heavily, and walked in front of her son, her face became very ugly, and she almost roared, "Say it again?"

Xiao Lang was silent for a while and then said: "I really like him, so..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Pan Xueying slapped him. The slap didn't show any scruples. Xiao Lang was a little dazed, and half of his face was burning with pain and numbness. There were also close relatives who couldn't I understand the sadness of my choice.

Xiao Lang understood that in the face of this matter, Ms. Pan's attitude was a firm veto.

"Transfer school, you don't have to go to school," Pan Xueying closed her eyes, "I will transfer you directly."

"mom..."

"Get out! Stay away from me!" Pan Xueying pointed at him and said, "Don't let me see you."

Ms. Pan cried for two hours, while Xiao Lang listened for two hours in the bedroom.

He really wanted to go out to comfort Ms. Pan, and cook some porridge for her with a bad stomach, but Xiao Lang didn't forget who was the culprit who made Ms. Pan sad like this. If he came out now, Ms. Pan would probably just cry more sad.

So Xiao Lang looked up at the clock in the bedroom. Seeing that it started running at 12 and returned to the position of 12 for the second time, Ms. Pan's crying faded away.

After thinking about it, he still felt that Ms. Pan could not be left alone in the living room. Even though it was summer, the temperature would cool down at night, so Ms. Pan could not rule out the possibility of catching a cold.

Xiao Lang walked out of the room cautiously, and he saw Pan Xueying lying on the sofa, seeming to have fallen asleep crying.

He decided to boil a pot of water first, wait until the temperature was about the same and adjust a bowl of honey water, then he planned to wake up Ms. Pan.

Probably because she had dried up her tears before, Pan Xueying didn't shed any more tears. She quietly accepted her son's kindness and drank the honey water slowly.

Xiao Lang originally thought that this matter would have a good result.

But the fact is that Ms. Pan, who finished drinking the honey water, stared at him for a long time without saying a word.

Xiao Lang looked away anxiously.

The porcelain bowl was placed on the glass table with a "ding".

"You really...are just like your father in surprising me," Pan Xueying smiled bitterly, "Xiao Lang, do you know? I didn't want you at first, but I wanted to use my child to keep Xiao Ziqiang , so I have you."

Looking back on her childish naivety, she always thought that she understood love after reading a few literary and artistic love novels. She wholeheartedly pursued romance and madness, and felt that love was higher than everything else. That's why Xiao Ziqiang's appearance made her rush forward without hesitation. .

Playing truant, getting pregnant before marriage, the hero of the story is handsome and coquettish, vowing to treat her forever, and to elope with her, all these coincide with the crazy love that Pan Xueying wants.

The desire deep in her heart made her unable to refuse, so Pan Xueying cut off all her options and chose Xiao Ziqiang.

But what was the result? Life after marriage was very different from what she thought.

Life exists to kill romance. Trivial things ruined her hero. Xiao Ziqiang began to drink and escape. The financial pressure caused the two to quarrel many times.

"And you are just like your origin, reminding me time and time again of how failed I really am." Pan Xueying's eyes were so sore that she could hardly open them, but she continued, "You know? Since then, I have thought countless times to drink pesticide with you and die. But... I can't bear it."

"Looking at it now, my biggest mistake was that I didn't have the heart."

Xiao Lang blinked blankly. For the first time, he experienced the feeling that some words could be understood individually, but they couldn't be understood together.

Pan Xueying ignored him, staggered to the master bedroom and fell into the bed.But without the company of Ms. Pan, the world is empty, only the night and the laughter from someone who doesn't know where is left in the room.

Complying with the instinct of phototaxis, Xiao Lang walked to the balcony.

Many residents of the old-style family building have already moved out, leaving only one or two spots of light. The night spreads infinitely from under his feet to the distance, and the boundary between heaven and earth can no longer be distinguished as far as his eyes can see.

The incandescent lamp behind him lost its original light, and his shadow slowly crossed the balcony fence.

The heartbeat was getting faster and faster, Xiao Lang couldn't help looking downstairs, the hot wind was blowing in his face, and there seemed to be a monster's voice from the invisible bottom of the building, luring him to take another step forward.

Suddenly, for a moment, Xiao Lang felt that his life was very boring.