unrequited love forbidden

Cold wind

Why is it so limited

"Your father chatted with me for a long time, and we also analyzed it... No matter from which point of view, No. [-] Middle School is much better than No. [-] Middle School..." Lu Feng probably saw his ugly face, and changed the subject, "Of course your father I also said that I will respect your opinions appropriately, and if you have any ideas, I still suggest that you have a good chat with Dad."

When Jiang Xiao walked out of the office, the last class had already ended, and there were a few people scattered in the corridor, some walked downstairs at a leisurely pace, and some were about to bring their lunch back to the classroom.

The corridor was sandwiched in the middle of the classroom, without windows, narrow and cramped, and the cold autumn wind blowing from the end made Jiang Xiao sneezed uncontrollably.

He didn't know how to talk to Jiang Lei.

In the previous life, they were always tit-for-tat, and they could fight if they disagreed. He only had anger, resistance, and incomprehension towards Jiang Lei, but after Jiang Lei died, he couldn't help missing and regretting, thinking that he must treat him well again. .

But it turns out that even if it is possible to do it all over again, even if the surface is eased, the contradiction between the father and son will not disappear.

Pushing open the classroom door, there were no classmates left. He saw that Fu Qingzhou's desk was the second in the fifth row in the middle, and the water glass he bought was still on it.

But his desk was on the northernmost side, forming a diagonal line with Fu Qingzhou - there were seven or eight desks separated by three or four rows.

He suddenly felt that the entire empty classroom had become strange, his heart was empty, and there was a bit of sour feeling of being helpless.

He deserved what he said to Fu Qingzhou.

Jiang Xiao sat in his seat, fell asleep on his stomach.

After an unknown amount of time, a voice finally appeared in the classroom. He was half asleep and half awake, feeling someone pushing him.

Jiang Xiao frowned and raised his head.

"The teacher is coming soon." It was a relatively quiet and introverted male student in the class, with red lips and white teeth, like a little girl.

The small half of the wrist exposed in the school uniform was slender and thin, and Jiang Xiao felt that he could break it with one hand.

The other party may have been frightened by his getting up, silently moved away from him, and retracted his hand into the school uniform by the way.

"Uh..." Jiang Xiao was silent for two seconds, then looked up at Fu Qingzhou.

Fu Qingzhou was obliquely in front of him, and almost all of them were female classmates. He seemed to be giving a lecture to his deskmate. The girl glanced at the test paper and looked at Fu Qingzhou twice.

The two girls at the front table also came to join in the fun, and one of them picked up Fu Qingzhou's water glass to look at it, and said something with a smile. Although Jiang Xiao couldn't see Fu Qingzhou's expression clearly, he almost broke it out of the hand of the pen.

He didn't listen to the two classes in the afternoon at all, his mind was in a mess, and most of his attention was on Fu Qingzhou.

Jiang Xiao lowered his head and cursed in frustration, and the person sitting next to him trembled in fright.

"Uh..." Jiang Xiao turned his head to look at his new tablemate, and squeezed out a kind smile, "I'm sorry, I didn't scold you."

The new deskmate nodded cautiously, and a small half of his finger was showing from the sleeve of the school uniform, pinching the pen.

Jiang Xiao was a little curious, pointed to his hand and asked, "Isn't it uncomfortable for you to hold a pen like this?"

The new deskmate looked at him blankly, then looked down at his own hands, showing them all with a pale face, as if he was afraid that he would be dissatisfied.

"Uh..." Jiang Xiao felt that it was impossible to communicate with him.

When playing basketball with Li Bowen during class break, Jiang Xiao accidentally mentioned his strange new tablemate.

"Hey, Yu Lecheng." Li Bowen scratched his head, "He came in from another class for the Arts and Sciences division of the second year of high school. He's a resident student. He's not familiar with him."

"Very few words." Jiang Xiao made a beautiful three-pointer.

"Yu Lecheng? Isn't he gay?" Meng Nianshun walked away from Li Bowen's basketball. Mom was almost beaten to death when she was called, if the teacher hadn't stopped her, she would have almost died."

Jiang Xiao patted the basketball.

"No, what's wrong with homosexuality?" Li Bowen yelled: "What age is this? There are people who marry figurines. Anyway, the person they like is still a human being. Why is it so limited?"

"Hahaha!" A group of people were laughed at by him and echoed repeatedly.

"As expected of you, Li Zi." Meng Nian said with a smile, "That's really fucking reasonable."

"That's right." Li Bowen snorted lightly: "No one should ever want to separate me from my Two-dimensional wives."

"We" is too much. "Jiang Xiao snorted his head, then turned to Meng Nian and asked, "Do many people in the school know about this?" "

"There are quite a lot." Meng Nian scratched his head, "Anyway, he was isolated for a long time at that time, and he often heard their dormitory scolding him, and finally he moved to an abandoned dormitory opposite the building management by himself. People have died!"

Soon the topic of discussion among a group of people changed from Yu Lecheng to horror stories in the dormitory.

On the way back to the classroom, Li Bowen hooked Jiang Xiao's neck, "What's going on with Brother Zhou? Did you quarrel?"

Jiang Xiao didn't really want to go back to the classroom, so he dragged Li Bowen to the supermarket, "I said too much to him, and he got angry."

Li Bowen understood, and pointed to the bruise on his cheekbones, "Brother Zhou beat you?"

"Uh..." Jiang Xiao muttered, "I beat him too."

Li Bowen twitched the corner of his mouth, "What kind of strange fighting hobby do you two have?"

"No real fight." Jiang Xiao wiped his face.

"Of course I know it wasn't a real fight. If you two were serious, you're both hanging in the hospital right now." Li Bowen took two ice creams from the freezer, "Since it's your fault, hurry up and coax people to go."

Jiang Xiao bit open the packaging bag with two slag cakes in one hand and ice cream in the other, "Don't dare."

Li Bowen looked at him like a mutant creature, "Is there anything else you dare not do?"

Jiang Xiao took a bite of the ice cream, his teeth were sour from the ice and his tongue was numb. He said vaguely, "There are so many things I dare not do."

But it definitely does not include being at the mercy of others.

Sitting opposite the desk, Jiang Lei said earnestly: "Xiaoxiao, I know you resent me in your heart. At that time, you applied to No. [-] Middle School to be angry with me. It was a spur of the moment. I've actually been thinking about this matter for a long time, and I still don't know why. Let me tell you, now your Auntie Zhang is pregnant, and the company is on the right track and you are not too busy. I just want to take you back and take good care of you. Moreover, the teachers in the No. [-] Middle School are much better than the No. [-] Middle School, so I plan for your future. ..."

Sitting opposite Jiang Lei, Jiang Xiao looked at the sporadic white hair in his black hair, and waited for him to finish speaking before opening his mouth: "The time when I needed the most care was when my mother just passed away, and you were so busy at that time. Land, it was grandma and grandpa who took care of me. When I needed you the most, it was when grandma passed away and grandpa got sick. Then you brought me back a stepmother and a "brother" who only bullied me. "

Jiang Xiao thought he would be angry if he mentioned it again, but his mood was surprisingly calm, "Dad, it's too late. If I ran out in a fit of anger and you told me so calmly, maybe I would have stayed."

Jiang Lei looked at him in astonishment, as if he had never really understood his son, and as if the son in his impression who could only contradict and fight had completely changed, so that when the disputes and anger he imagined did not When he broke out, he actually felt a little overwhelmed.

"I can take good care of myself, whether it's life, study, or future plans." Jiang Xiao twitched the corners of his mouth, "What happened before is over, and I don't care much, you are me Dad, I know you have plans for me, but you have to respect my wishes."

Jiang Lei was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, with suspicion and uncertainty, "Then tell me, what is your plan?"

Jiang Xiao chatted with him in the study until midnight.

When Jiang Lei got to the point of chatting, he couldn't hold back and wanted to push him back to his room to sleep, but Jiang Xiao still sat on a chair holding a teacup, bowing his head from time to time to drink tea and continue.

For a few moments, Jiang Lei thought he was talking to a peer, and he was even slightly overwhelmed by someone, especially when Jiang Xiao looked at him and spoke earnestly.

When the sky was bright, Jiang Xiao finally put down the teacup, and the soaked goji berries and tea leaves fell on the tea net, finally ending the torment of complicated brewing.

"Dad, that's pretty much what I think." Jiang Xiao got up and patted his wrinkled school uniform, "You can ignore what I said, or you can keep it in your heart. I don't understand things about the company. But I can learn, and I don't want your hard work to go to waste."

Jiang Lei's eyes were bloodshot, but his spirit was extremely excited, "You really think so?"

Jiang Xiao nodded.

"About your Aunt Zhang's pregnancy—" Jiang Lei looked at him hesitantly.

"If I don't like her, she's still your child." Jiang Xiao twitched the corner of his mouth, "Just like you don't need to meddle in where I study, and I don't need to meddle in your family affairs, but Dad, father and son are father and son after all. Just like you want me, I also hope that you can be safe and healthy, live to be ten years old, and at least let your son take care of you in the old age."

Jiang Lei thought it was cute for his son to speak such serious words with curly hair and a slightly immature face.

But still couldn't help the heat in his eyes, he lowered his head and waved his hands hastily, "Okay, I understand, let Lao Chen take you to school, and ask the teacher for leave if you are sleepy."

Jiang Xiao smiled at him, and went out without looking back.

Jiang Lei suddenly felt that his son had become an adult overnight, and felt that an invisible and insurmountable barrier had been formed between them. Family affairs", guilt and self-blame almost flooded my heart.

The sound of the car was getting farther and farther away from the window, just like the distance between him and Jiang Xiao, which made him suddenly feel powerless.

Jiang Xiao suddenly figured out something in his distress.

Some intimacy cannot be forced, just like him and Jiang Lei, if they each take a step back, they can reach a harmonious balance, and if they look down on the so-called feelings, there is no need to hurt each other.

Then... can he do the same with Qing Zhou?

The car stopped at the school gate, and Uncle Chen's voice sounded from the front, "Xiaoxiao, we're at school."

"Thank you, Uncle Chen." Jiang Xiao closed the car door with his schoolbag on his back, his eyes narrowed by the rising sun in the sky.

At the gate of the school, a young man also wearing the uniform of the No. [-] Middle School stood there against the light, his soft black hair was blown up by the cold wind, his slightly raised eyes looked at him, and Jiang Xiao even saw the twig in the corner of his eye. Small brown mole.

His heart began to beat uncontrollably and irregularly, and uncontrollable joy and longing erupted from the depths of his chaotic and deserted soul, wrapping him airtight in this late autumn morning.

In an instant, countless complicated and heavy thoughts flashed through my heart, and they were drowned in the silence together with the noisy sounds around me. Only the most instinctive consciousness was left in the sleepless sleepless and chaotic.

"Pay the boat!"

Standing in the cold wind and under the rising sun, he called out his name.