silent sample

Going back one day, you can take your things with you or not. After walking out of the administrative building, Tang Yuan gave up the idea of ​​going back to the classroom and followed Huang Jun and Tang Yiyu into the car.

Speechless all the way.

After arriving home, Huang Jun put on a conversation posture, Tang Yiyu walked into the room, but she stopped him, and had to go back to sit on the sofa without changing his clothes.

"Tell me, what happened last night, who did it first?" Huang Jun crossed his arms and looked at Tang Yuan.

"It's not me anyway." Tang Yuan still said the same thing.

"That's him, why did he do it?"

Huang Jun's tone was a little more questioning than normal conversation, maybe she had preconceived it as early as in the office, Tang Yuan looked up, "Do you remember who Zhu Hua is?"

"I don't care who he is." Huang Jun suddenly turned up the volume, "You keep saying that he is looking for you, have you ever thought about it, there are so many people in the school, why did he come to you instead of looking for someone else?"

"How do you know he didn't look for someone else." Tang Yuan choked up suddenly, "You mean I provoked him first?"

"Don't jump to conclusions, just listen to what he has to say." Tang Yiyu gave Huang Jun a hand.

Huang Jun threw him away, turned his head and looked outside, as if he didn't want to waste any more time with him.

"Pull up a chair and stand like this. It's like a lecture. I didn't intend to lecture you. We also want to understand the situation first." Tang Yiyu looked much calmer than Huang Jun. His personality has always been like this, and he doesn't have a temper. If Huang Jun hadn't been in a hurry, he might still want to have a meal first.

After Tang Yuan sat down for a while, he said, "Today, your director asked you why you didn't go back to the dormitory after this hour. I see that you have been avoiding and didn't say the reason. Can you say it now?"

"The reason is that I was reviewing, and I went to the bathroom during the period. I met him. If I want to talk about why I avoided it, the school doesn't allow it. I don't think it's useful to talk about it." Don't believe me?"

"are you alone?"

"Yes, I'm alone."

"Review alone? It's so late, there is no one in the whole building, and I just got into a fight with someone when I went to the toilet in the middle, you told us to believe you?" Huang Jun asked again, "Tang Yuan, are you so interesting? You let me Standing in front of so many people, being pointed and scolded by that lunatic all afternoon."

As the voice fell, Tang Yuan suddenly realized that his mother was not preconceived in judging right from wrong, but didn't care about who was right and who was wrong at all. She was angry because she didn't want these troubles, and didn't want to be called to school because of him. , and I don't want to be blamed for it.

As soon as the words came to his lips, Tang Yuan suddenly didn't want to argue anymore. In fact, he should have given up since Huang Jun didn't remember Zhu Hua at all, so he wouldn't have to hear the words he didn't want to hear later.

He looked at Tang Yiyu. As a father, there might be confusion, anger, and disappointment in his eyes, but those were too few and insignificant, so that sitting there in such an atmosphere, he seemed a little too calm , was almost strangely calm.

Seeing him looking at himself, Tang Yiyu coughed lightly, with a rare serious expression, "Tang Yuan, we have said so much, not to blame you for anything, it has already happened, we hope you can reflect on it, and learn from this incident. Lesson learned."

"Reflect on what?" Tang Yuan smiled slightly, "Reflect on whether I should meddle in other people's affairs, or should I not believe in my own principles?"

"Reflect on your attitude when talking to your parents!" Huang Jun glared over, "You're talking back, why are you getting more and more outrageous now?"

"You really should reflect on your attitude of communicating with others, and that's what I want to say." Tang Yiyu said: "If you can't even handle the conflicts between classmates well, your interpersonal relationship will only become more complicated than this when you enter society in the future. , If you don’t realize this, you’re bound to suffer, just like this time, I believe there must be a better solution than the starter’s final loss.”

His words made sense, and made Tang Yuan realize that he really wasn't doing enough. He actually allowed the situation to develop to such an "earth-shattering" point in the mere fights between his classmates.

He thought of when he was a child, the boys next door quarreled over who occupied the other table, and the teacher called their parents. When they saw them arguing with each other either favoritism or accusation, which was obviously not a good thing, but he was really envious.

In the past, he might even be envious of Zhu Hua, especially when his mother insisted on protecting him regardless of black and white, called him baby in front of so many people, and snarled all over the place because of him regardless of his image... that is Kind of attention that Tang Yuan has never received.

But now, he doesn't want this kind of attention anymore, maybe it's because he's past the age of self-pity, maybe everything is very different from what he imagined.

Huang Jun scolded him for learning to talk back, implying that his wings were growing. Indeed, he had already got rid of the stage of begging for mercy, and he also understood that what they wanted was not the truth, but his repentance and the promise of never committing crimes again.

In this case, Tang Yuan agreed to them, "Okay."

"What's the matter, make it clear." Huang Jun was very dissatisfied with the performance of this obedient son today. Tang Yuan had never talked back to her, and this was the second time.

"The good thing is that I will reflect on it, and I will promise you that there will be no next time." Tang Yuan straightened his attitude, and his tone was unmistakably sincere.

"That's fine, that's all for today." Tang Yiyu got up, "Let's eat first, it's rare to be here..."

Suddenly there was the sound of unlocking the door, Tang Yuan followed suit, and the next second Tang Sirong pushed the door and walked in.

She looked at Tang Yuan for the first time, and when she saw the injuries on his arms and neck, she asked nervously: "How about Xiao Yuan, is the injury serious?"

Tang Yuan was stunned at first, then angry. He glanced over Huang Jun, and then at Tang Yiyu, "Who told you to call her back?"

"She's your sister. Shouldn't she know that such a big thing happened?"

"What's the big deal?" Tang Yuan asked back: "Am I beaten and disabled, or fired?!"

"Tang Yuan!" Tang Yiyu snorted heavily, "Who are you talking to? You still have me in your eyes..."

"Hey don't, I just got home." Tang Sirong hurriedly interrupted him, came over to push Tang Yuan, "Parents, please do your work first, I'll talk to him."

Tang Yuan was reluctant, and didn't want Tang Sirong to be caught in the middle, so he could only let her push him into the room.

"Dad called you? What did he say?" After entering, Tang Yuan was still angry, and sat down on the chair.

It took at least four or five hours for Tang Sirong to arrive home after receiving the call, which meant that Tang Yiyu and Huang Jun notified her not long after receiving the call from the school.

This made Tang Yuan unable to figure it out. If you are really worried about him, if you are afraid that something will happen to him, at least call him first to find out the situation. How much back and forth?

What's more, Tang Yuan didn't understand why this matter was magnified so much in the eyes of Tang Yiyu and Huang Jun, as if he had committed some heinous crime.

They are not strict parents at all, and from this point of view, it is even more difficult to understand.

"You too, if he asks you to go back, you will go back." Tang Yuan scolded, "You don't know how to be considerate, and you still follow him."

Tang Sirong wanted to see his wound, but Tang Yuan held his hand and refused to let him go. He was afraid of making people anxious, so he had to roll up his sleeves.

"Dad, did he say something wrong? I'm your sister. You fought with others at school. I'll come back and see if it's not right."

There were some bruises on Tang Yuan's arms, and one or two small scratches, which didn't look serious, "Let me see if I take off my clothes."

"Hey you." Tang Yuan hugged his arms tightly and shrank back into the chair in horror, "I don't know whether men and women know each other. I haven't taken off my clothes in front of you since I was six years old."

Tang Sirong laughed, "Then where did you say you were hurt?"

That can't be said.

"Just... on the hands, arms, and a little bit on the neck, didn't you see it all?"

"Oh, what you saw happened to be exposed outside?"

"Ang, that's all." Tang Yuan deliberately acted a little impatient, "It's really nothing, can I still be beaten for nothing?"

To say that Zhu Hua is much more miserable than him, at first glance he looks disfigured, otherwise how could he have earned so many sympathy points, no wonder his mother was crying so much, it was all showing his true feelings.

"Don't touch it with your hands first." Tang Sirong went out and came in with alcohol and cotton swabs.

"It's been disinfected," Tang Yuan said.

"Multiple times."

There were obvious blood streaks around the two scabbed wounds on the neck. Tang Sirong dipped it in with a cotton swab and carefully wiped it up little by little. She was very gentle, for fear of hurting him.

"It's okay, it's gone for a long time." Tang Yuan told her to let go and let her go, as he, with his rough skin and thick flesh, can still be frightened by this little injury.

Voices came from the living room, and the speed of speech sounded a little fast, as if there was a dispute, but it was hard to hear with the door closed.

"Don't care about them." Tang Sirong just lowered his head, "Tell me first, what's going on, my parents are thin-skinned, I can go to school with you later."

"It's useless to go there, there is no evidence." Tang Yuan briefly explained the problem, without mentioning Song Yichuan, let alone the photo, and said that he and Zhu Hua had a bit of a festive fight, and now no one has caught it Okay, "The school is also having a headache now. I guess the last thing is to write a self-criticism."

It was originally something that was unclear, Zhu Hua hit him, and he fought back. Both of them were at fault. Even if Song Yichuan could testify for him, it is hard to say what effect it really had. On the contrary, the scale of this group fight got bigger.

How else can I say that Lao Tian is smart, and it is the most correct choice to calm things down.

"I'll help you write." Tang Sirong said, "I haven't written a review yet."

Tang Yuan was amused when he heard it, "Three to five thousand words, don't go back on your word."

"I don't regret it..." Tang Sirong said while twisting the cap of the bottle of alcohol cotton. She accidentally slipped her hand and dropped it on the ground. She bent down to pick it up, and Tang Yuan took the opportunity to touch her forehead.

"You have a fever?" He hurriedly helped Tang Sirong up, his tone became a little anxious, "Why didn't you say it?"

No wonder her complexion was so bad, he noticed it when he entered the door, and thought it was worried for him, Tang Yuan blamed himself, took the clothes to her, "Go to the hospital now."

"It's okay." Tang Sirong sat by the bed, "I forgot to close the window last night, I just caught a cold, don't be nervous."

Tang Yuan opened the door to call Tang Yiyu, but the living room was empty and he had already left.

"Fuck." Tang Yuan cursed, "I'll take you there."

"It's really fine, just take some medicine and get some sleep." Tang Sirong didn't take it seriously at all, "Don't worry, get a thermometer now, I guarantee that it's just a little cold before you reach 38."

Tang Yuan went out to get it, came back and measured about 37 degrees [-] degrees, there was heat, but not high, Tang Sirong looked very tired, Tang Yuan didn't dare to confront her, he went back and forth in the main hospital, this check and the blood draw , If you are not sick, you will get sick even if you are not sick.

"How did you freeze? You can't take care of yourself at such a big age."

Tang Yuan turned on the air conditioner for her, put water in the room, and filled the hot water bag. He was going to make brown sugar eggs later. She must have eaten nothing all the way back.

Tang Sirong changed his clothes and lay down, "You're still talking about me, who was it last time, you didn't say anything when it burned to the point of hanging up the water."

"I didn't wear long johns." Tang Yuan emphasized, "If you burn after wearing them, that's your problem."

Tang Sirong didn't argue with him, he just said the same thing.

"Go to bed first." Tang Yuan turned off the lights, and sat on the sofa outside to send messages to Tang Yiyu and Huang Jun respectively, telling about Tang Sirong's fever, and they both returned, asked about the situation, and finally asked to wait a night to see , If you don't return tomorrow, you will go to the hospital.

The sugar water in the hot pot was tumbling, making a thick and regular gurgling sound, a few egg flowers floated on the water, and the heat permeated the small space.

Tang Yuan has always liked to listen to this kind of voice, and he has a sense of healing from the peace of the years, but this time he feels a little restless.

I can't tell what's wrong, maybe it's because I've never received so much attention at once, and I'm not used to the illusion that the world is revolving around him, so in order to divert his attention, he took out his phone and looked at it.

Song Yichuan sent him a message in the afternoon, asking where he was.

Then came another one.

【Old Xu said you went back, are you okay? 】

Tang Yuan wanted to say it was okay, but when he continued the fight, it became, [Not good. 】

Song Yichuan quickly replied to him, 【What's wrong? 】

There should be another sentence below him. Tang Yuan saw that he was typing, but his hands were faster than the other person. Before Song Yichuan could finish typing, the three words "I miss you" had already been sent out.

Then, the one that was typing was gone.

After waiting for a while, nothing came.

……

It seemed that he was speechless again.