escape and return

A few days before the final exam, Fangge's grandfather called. The moment Fangge answered the phone, Fangge was slightly taken aback. It seemed that he hadn't thought of his grandfather for a long time, and he didn't call to say hello. He felt a little sorry.The old man still had that majestic and stern voice, he came to be a lobbyist for Lin Fenghong.

"Go back, it's so big, you should go back and have a look."

Fang Ge's hand holding the microphone turned white, he lowered his head and stared at the tip of his shoe, silent.

Fangge’s response, which had not been seen for a long time, became more emphatic: “That’s your own parents, what’s wrong with your own parents, you see, you go to school alone at home, and your brother and brother don’t even go to school anymore. When you go to college, your parents need to pay for it, and when you go back to cook for them, wash clothes, etc., you should be respectful and filial when you are born, books are not for you to read for nothing."

Fangge felt his breath choked in his throat, like a fishbone stuck, and it hurt so badly.

"I can earn my own money for going to school." He heard himself reply in a low voice, "Grandpa, take care of your body, I'll die first."

"Do you dare to hang up a try?" There was a sudden shout on the other end of the phone, Fang Ge trembled in fright, the phone dropped out of his hand and hit the wall, then hung up vertically, "Fang Ge? Fang Ge ?..."

He was still talking on the phone, but Fangge didn't have the courage to answer it.He remembered the group of relatives when he was a child, the group of relatives who were always scolding him and laughing at him, many scenes flashed before his eyes, he hunched his neck and buried his head in cooking, he held a pen with trembling hands, walking against the base of the wall He, bowing his eyes and bowing his back... But he is a person who can't get in one ear and out the other. Every hurtful word they said is engraved in his mind like an imprint. He is afraid, He was sad, but no one cared about his mental activities.

A hand stretched out to pick up the wobbly red microphone, and a deep voice rang in his ears.

"Hello? Fangge is a little uncomfortable right now. If it's okay, I'll hang up here first." There seemed to be something still being said there, but Fangge never noticed that it turned out that my grandfather was so good at talking, and Yuan Song simply hung up. After picking up the phone, he took the trembling Fang Ge to the side of the bed, pressed his shoulders and made him sit down.

Originally, he was in the toilet. There was a lunch break at noon in the summer, but the exam was about to come. After everyone went back to the dormitory, they hurried to the classroom again. Only the two brothers were left in the dormitory.

The door was ajar, and people ran past outside the corridor from time to time, and there were a few noises, Yuan Song walked over and closed the door and locked it again.

"elder brother?"

Even though it was a scorching summer day, Fangge couldn't stop shivering, his lips were trembling, two bean-sized drops of sweat slipped from his temples, he clasped his hands tightly to his chest, and shook his head unconsciously with.

"Brother? Brother? What's wrong with you? What's wrong? Tell me what's wrong?" Yuan Song was frightened by his brother, why did he just answer the phone like this?He gently wiped off the sweat from his brother's face with his thumb, and put the back of his hand against his brother's forehead. Not only did he not have a fever, but he was actually a little cold.

He bent down and squatted in front of his brother, rubbing his hands on his checkered arms, "Brother, is it cold? Why is your body so cold? Huh? Brother, don't scare me..." The words he said unconsciously A little choked up.

Fangge's eyes were distracted, he heard Yuan Song's voice ringing in his ears all the time, and he also heard the worry leaked in Fangge's words, but he couldn't control himself, the flashing fragments were still in front of him, the uncle stared Seeing those fierce bull eyes, the second uncle raised his legs and ignored him, the younger uncle pointed at him and sneered at him, the aunts accused him loudly, the grandpa's face was indifferent and alienated, and Lin Fenghong's disgust...

Does it mean that if they don't resist, they will be more despicable?Will they become more violent as soon as they resist?

Although he has been away from them all these years, those things are still deeply imprinted in his bones like a red-hot iron sheet, making him sink into the mud, inferior and withdrawn, even though he imitates the adult's appearance and tries to put on a nonchalant attitude look.

He is too serious this time, like taking painkillers for a long time but rebounding in an instant, resulting in serious side effects. Those things that are suppressed in the bottom of his heart are a long-term hidden danger. You have to live there, no matter how far you go, how many places you have been to, how many scenery you have seen, how many people you have met, you will still feel inferior, you will still be as restrained, and you will still be as timid as ever.

"Brother, don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"

Yuan Song's voice kept calling him by his ears, those warm hands hugged him tightly, rubbed his back constantly, comforted his uneasy mood, his eyelashes trembled slightly, Trying to adjust his breathing, slowly, his eyes began to return to the cage.

"Song Song?" He looked up at Yuan Song's worried face, grinned hard, but he didn't know that his lips were bloodless.

"Song Song, I'm cold, I want to sleep for a while." As he spoke, he put his forehead in Yuan Song's arms and shook it unconsciously. They were all worried about Fangge's physical condition.

"Brother, can you tell me what's wrong? I'll take you to the hospital."

Fangge hugged Yuan Song's waist, "I'm not sick, please let me sleep for a while, really, I know my condition, I'm much better now." He opened his big eyes, Putting on a convincing appearance, the shivering on his body has been relieved a lot. He knows that it is just a physiological reaction of the psychological shadow projected on the body, and it will be fine after a while.

"Okay, then I'll sleep with you for a while." Yuan Song knelt down and tried to take off Fangge's shoes. Fangge was a little embarrassed, and he tilted his foot to avoid Yuan Song's hand, but Yuan Song grabbed him ankle.

"Hey, take it off and go to sleep." The coaxing tone made Fang Ge's ears tingle, he curled his lips and stared at the hair on the top of Yuan Song's head, not knowing who was the elder brother.

He lay down in a daze, and the people around him followed suit, pulled the thin quilt over Fangge's body, looked up, but it didn't seem enough, so he simply hugged Fangge and the quilt into his arms.Warm breath hit Fang Ge's face, this alternating feeling of hot and cold was really uncomfortable, but it suddenly aroused a certain aspect of Fang Ge's memory.

He lightly poked Yuan Song's waist, and whispered: "Song Song, don't hug me like this, we are not together yet, we still have to abide by the three chapters of the contract."

"You're so uncomfortable, you don't care what you have! Brother, you say you are worrying about it every day, what are you worrying about in your mind?"

Tsk, this damn kid, I taught him a lesson.Fangge turned his face to Yuan Song with his back spoon, and closed his eyes.He inexplicably felt that no matter whether they were together or not, he had already eaten him to death.

This kind of strong mood swings is a exhausting thing. It is said that the biggest enemy of a person is himself. This sentence is indeed true. Just controlling the fear and trembling in his heart took most of his energy.After a while, he fell into a deep sleep.

Yuan Song raised his head to look at his brother, exhaled slowly, stared at the wooden bed above, and began to fall into deep thought.

After the final exam, Yuan Song wanted to take Fangge home with him, but Fangge was silent for a long time, but he still refused.

He still chose to be obedient and went back to Lin Fenghong.

The night before he left, no matter what Fangge said to Yuan Song, Yuan Song didn't respond. He seemed to be angry with him, or angry with himself. After all, he still couldn't help Fangge solve the problem. All this matters.When sleeping, it turned back and forth like frying fish, the whole bed creaked and shook there, Fang Ge stared at the ceiling in the dark and sighed anxiously.

What can be done?