Juliet Tower

Qiao Yumian couldn't sit still.

This middle-aged man and woman looked as respectful as Bin and loved each other, as if they were mocking him for not remembering the harmony of a normal family.

The room was very warm. He took off his scarf, lowered his head and gulped down the fish soup that had been boiled long ago, and listened to Xu Manman scolding his father like a baby: "Every time I fish, I have to catch too much, and the refrigerator can't be filled. Last week's fish I haven't finished eating yet, and I came back with a new one today, what do you want me to do."

"Not many today. They're all small crucian carps. I'll cook them for a meal tomorrow." Qiao Zhe smiled and didn't care, "And I can drink the soup you make every day. Isn't it, son? It's delicious, isn't it? "

"Dad, it's time for me to go home..." He didn't follow the agreement, and after barely holding on for 10 minutes, he didn't want to stay any longer.Against his will, he smiled at the beautiful and gentle woman who was younger than his mother, and said politely, "Thank you, auntie. It's delicious, I should go."

"I'll see him off, and I'll be back later." Qiao Zhe didn't forget to turn around and hug Xu Manman, who was a bit astonished, in his haste, and then chased behind Qiao Yumian, who didn't look back, "It's too late, don't panic."

Qiao Yumian walked downstairs three steps at a time, as if fleeing.

He remembered that in the first year when his father left home, Li Huijun suffered from hyperthyroidism, and he often couldn't control his emotions and became hysterical regardless of the occasion.She questioned her son: Why don't you hate him, he doesn't want you anymore.

But Qiao Yumian found that he didn't care much about his father's departure. He felt that his father was always unhappy, and it would be a good thing if he left to make everyone happy. At that time, he didn't quite understand hatred.

Now when he actually saw Xu Manman and sat around the dining table with her, he realized that he was not as calm as he imagined.

A steady stream of guilt gushed out from the depths of his heart. The porcelain bowl full of fish soup seemed to weigh a thousand catties. Every mouthful he drank was tasteless and delicious. His mouth was full of his mother's hatred and unwillingness , and his own betrayal.He regretted it, he shouldn't have come, and he shouldn't have seen this scene.

"Son!" Qiao Zhe caught up with him panting, "What's the matter, what are you running for?"

"I didn't run away, I want to go back and do the questions earlier." Qiao Yumian was full of conflicts in his heart. He was stung by his father's new happiness, but he couldn't stop being harsh, so he just explained lightly, "My mother cooks at home."

Qiao Zhe's face froze, and he didn't ask any more questions. The father and son had nothing to say along the way. Qiao Yumian insisted on getting off near the subway station, and walked home alone along the familiar street.

He stood at the door for 10 minutes, cleared up his excess emotions, and opened the door on time. Li Huijun was sitting at the table peeling shrimp. Seeing him coming back, he glanced at the clock on the wall, with no unnecessary expression: "Change your clothes and take a shower. Eat in half an hour."

Unlike Xu Manman's white and ruddy, his mother's skin was no longer lustrous, and her eyes were no longer clear. Maybe it was because of the nearly ten-year age difference between the two, or because of the long-term burden of marriage and family.

"Is there something on my face?" Li Huijun subconsciously raised his elbow and dipped his cheeks with his sleeves, with his hands soaked in the salty moisture of bamboo-jointed shrimp.

"No..." Qiao Yumian was just recalling, exactly, which year, the Sichuan pattern entered her eyebrows, and never unfolded again.

"Then hurry up, why are you in a daze." She urged dissatisfied.

"Well. Immediately." Qiao Yumian went into the room and dropped her schoolbag, picked up a change of clothes from the bed and walked into the bathroom.

Their mother and son are like every night, after taking a bath and eating, one returns to the desk, the other quietly peeps behind until late at night, and then suffers from insomnia together, one is kept in the dark, and the other knows it.

The shrimp was a bit salty, and he poured a lot of water after the meal. When Li Huijun sneaked into the room, he just woke up, and he could only lie motionless on the bed, watching her lightly flick through his schoolbag in the dark. He didn't let it go, and then turned on his mobile phone on the table, dimmed the screen, checked it for 5 minutes, and put it back where it was.

Ever since the first time her mobile phone was checked like this, Qiao Yumian has developed the habit of "clearing up criminal evidence".Before he entered the door, he had already deleted the call records between Qiao Zhe and him, like a seasoned thief, without leaving any clues.

After Li Huijun silently exited the room, he turned over at the right time, and saw the light in the living room turn on through the crack of the door.I don't know if it's because of menopause, but the symptoms of her insomnia are getting worse and worse. Usually it's just every now and then, but recently it's so serious that no matter what time Qiao Yumian wakes up in the morning, whether she wakes up at night or suffers from insomnia, the light will always keep a close watch on the crack of the door.

He didn't know when he fell asleep. He only felt that he was awakened by the alarm of his mobile phone as soon as he closed his eyes. He crawled out of the quilt in the familiar dizziness. Opening the door of the room, the aroma of egg-filled biscuits rushed over, and Qiao Yumian became more awake.

Li Huijun can make all kinds of breakfast, she always feels that the breakfast stalls on the street are not clean, so she simply cooks it herself.

Qiao Yumian washed and changed her clothes, packed her schoolbag and went to the dining table. Freshly baked pancakes and a bowl of sweet red bean porridge were already on the table.

The crispy quiche skin is covered with sauce, thick ham and crisp lettuce slices are rolled, and the outer layer is wrapped with grease-proof baking paper to avoid oily stars on your hands.

"Go to the school library today?" Li Huijun sat across from him, "What do you want to write?"

"Three small English essays, one hundred mistakes in biology, and preview." He answered while eating, without hiding anything.

"Hurry up and don't dawdle on the road, you will be memorized words and texts in the car."

"it is good."

"Sunday is going to report for a new teaching assistant?"

"Correct."

Li Huijun babbled all the way to the door, not forgetting to tell him loudly: "Don't dawdle on the road!" This sentence echoed very loudly in the corridor, and he happened to bump into the old couple who bought something from the neighbor's house and came back early. Equally embarrassing, Qiao Yumian never dared to think about how these neighbors for many years viewed him.

Sitting down in the old place in the library, spreading out the collection of error-prone biological questions, pouring a cup of boiling water and putting it on the corner of the table, everything was ready, but he still couldn't concentrate, his mind was in a mess, and a few hairs from Li Huijun's temples floated by in a while With silver hair, the affectionate eyes of Qiao Zhe and Xu Manman staring at each other flashed for a while.The irritability of insomnia and the guilt of cheating on his mother came alternately. After an hour passed, his efficiency was surprisingly low, and he only managed to complete a quarter of the [-] questions.

He sighed helplessly, and lay down on the table, feeling deeply that he was hypocritical.

He put the ballpoint pen back into the pen case, and was about to go to Mr. Liu to take a look at Joe to change his mood, but he caught sight of the key that had been neglected for a long time, the violin keychain lying quietly among the stationery.

He picked up two finger-sized violins from the corner of the pencil case, and gently plucked the fake strings with little elasticity with his index fingers, as if he could hear the relaxing strings by doing so.

He suddenly changed his mind, and walked all the way to the teaching building with the violin in his hand, but he didn't stop in front of the dormitory door on the first floor, but went straight up to the fourth floor.Now he just hopes that he doesn't think about anything and can just sleep on that small sofa for half an hour.

Open the door and enter the house, kick off your shoes at the door, and throw yourself on the sofa, all in one go.

But he didn't expect that there were people in the room.

He fell down on the sofa, looked up at the astonished face by the window, and suddenly felt a little dazed.

An Jiayu's hair seems to have grown a bit, and the rabbit tail behind his head has become fuller, and today he tied a silly Tyrannosaurus Rex.

"Did you not sleep last night? Your eyes are so red." An Jiayu glanced at the clean bed, walked quickly to the cabinet, put down the unopened suitcase, pulled out a soft blanket from it, and covered it On Qiao Yumian.

The blanket was soaked in the smell of detergent, an industrial aroma, and a hint of anja fish.

Qiao Yumian was amused by her own stupid thoughts, what does Anjia fish taste like?Orange-flavored facial cleanser, lemon hand cream, and peach mouth spray, it should be considered a mixed fruit fragrance.

"...You..." An Jiayu suddenly panicked, and squatted beside him, "Why is your complexion so bad? Are you uncomfortable?" He put his hand on Qiao Yumian's forehead, "It's not hot."

"...It's okay." For some reason, he choked up a little. Looking at An Jiayu's unadorned concern, he couldn't help his eyes getting hot. He hurriedly turned his head to the side and buried his face in the blanket.

"Then go to bed and sleep. I'll tell you how long you sleep." An Jiayu tugged at his arm.

He didn't want to move, so he broke free: "No."

"Tsk, who messed with you...why are you awkward..."

The two twisted together on the ground in a blink of an eye.

In fact, Qiao Yumian was very sleepy, he thought he would be angry.Such childish and time-wasting elementary school behavior shouldn't happen to him.But he didn't, not only didn't he have any anger in his heart, but he felt a little comfortable.His arm touched the soft rabbit tail on the back of the man's head, and he even had the idea of ​​letting time stop here.

"Miss...don't make a fuss." The man suddenly played a card out of common sense.

An Jiayu occasionally called him that, in order to avenge his unscrupulously calling the other party "the young master".

"... Tsk." Qiao Yumian got up, gave up struggling, and was pushed by him to sit on the side of the bed, "When did you come back? Don't say anything."

"I've just arrived, and I just landed last night. It's already midnight when I got home and packed up, so I didn't dare to disturb you." An Jiayu handed him a pair of noise-canceling headphones, "I'll pack up, how long have you slept?"

"One hour."

"One and a half hours, make up a sleep cycle, it's easier to wake up." An Jiayu was very sure, and didn't know where he learned the new words.

The author says:

The little fish is back!