Demolition of the bridge across the river

Bianqiao's impression of formal quarrels at home actually goes back to his childhood.

——When he was very young, his parents hadn't divorced yet, and he hadn't been thrown into Gou's Village regardless.

At that time, he didn't understand the meaning of cheating. He only vaguely remembered that his father came home less and less frequently, and when he came back once in a while, he didn't stay long. What he brought back was indifference and quarrels.

Endless bickering.

Bianqiao's mother used to be a very lively and gentle person. Since then, she has become like a psychopath, as Bianqiao's father later described.

Crazy neuropathy.

She quarreled, beat, cried and begged her husband, but she couldn't keep Bianqiao's father, so she cried and shouted at Bianqiao, her hair disheveled, and she was silent for a long time.

Many details were deliberately buried in the deepest part of memory by Bianqiao, and most of the scenes that can be recalled were after his parents divorced.

The roof of the dilapidated factory building, the crowd of onlookers, the roaring police cars, and the strong wind that makes people shake and fall.

His father stood downstairs and pointed at his mother and him, yelling in shock and fear: "Jump if you can!"If you have the ability, you will take your son and fall to death in front of my eyes!

Later, he vaguely understood cheating, divorce and abandonment, and knew that he was sentenced to his father, and the person who assumed the role of his "mother" later became Gou Xiaohe's aunt.

At that time, he had not been sent to the countryside, and his father and his strange stepmother had no time to take care of him. The young Bian Qiao ran away from home secretly and went home to find his mother.

But his mother ignored him.

When she opened the door and saw Bianqiao, her eyes were cold, and the first sentence she spoke was: "Why are you here? Didn't you give you to your father?"

Bian Qiao sat in the house where he was born and raised for two hours. During the two hours, his mother didn't talk to him, didn't bring him food, and didn't ask him what happened to the scratches on his knees and palms.

When it was time for dinner, she came out of the bedroom and said to Bian Qiao: "It's time to eat, let's go."

From then on, Bian Qiao never saw his mother again.

His mother also didn't seem to have given birth to this son. During the years when Bian Qiao was thrown to the countryside, she never asked him once.

When he was a child, Bianqiao hated everyone, including Gou Xiaohe.

He has developed a character that hides his emotions, sharp, indifferent, and resistant to communication.Whether he is in Goujia Village or taken back to the city, he always maintains an alienated bystander attitude when facing this family and Gou Xiaohe's aunt.

His father's repeated cheating made him sick and bored him to the core.Seeing Aunt Gou Xiaohe's cold war with his father every time, he couldn't feel pity.

Until this quarrel broke out.

Seeing Gou Xiaohe being taken away by his aunt without a word, he suddenly recalled the emotions that had been deliberately suppressed and buried for many years.

The emotion of facing uncontrollable separation and being abandoned indifferently.

The current Bianqiao couldn't tolerate Gou Xiaohe leaving him.

Not for any reason.

When Gou Xiaohe saw the upper bridge in front of the taxi, he was startled reflexively.

"Why do you look so pale? Didn't you sleep well?" Gou Xiaohe stretched out his hand to touch Bianqiao's face, remembering that he was outside, he retracted his hand in distress.

"Pay the bill quickly for me." Instead, he grabbed Bianqiao's hand and dragged him towards the window.

The driver of the online car-hailing car poked his head and shouted that Bianqiao could not go, but Bianqiao didn't say anything, and directly canceled the trip to lose money.Gou Xiaohe hurriedly said "I'm sorry" to others several times.

Gou Xiaohe was still wearing the pajamas and slippers he came out of the villa last night, and spent the night on the sofa, with a few locks of hair curled up in a mess.

The taxi and the online car-hailing car drove away together. He stood in front of Bianqiao and looked at him seriously several times, but he still couldn't help touching his eyes: "It's all blue. Do you miss me too much? You haven't seen me all night. Have a good time?"

Bian Qiao hadn't spoken since just now, his eyes were always glued to Gou Xiaohe's face.

"Why did you say 'also'." As soon as he spoke, his voice was hoarse after a night, and he stared at Gou Xiaohe and asked, "Do you miss me very much?"

"Of course." Gou Xiaohe felt a little silly for not seeing Bian Qiao all night, "I think you didn't sleep well all night because you thought about it, and you were afraid that you would quarrel with uncle again, and you..."

"I didn't sleep." Bian Qiao interrupted him.

"Oh." Gou Xiaohe curled his lips, rolled his eyes and laughed heartlessly, "Then you miss me more."

"Where are you going, baby?" He and Bian Qiao walked into the community, "Looking for me?"

Bian Qiao didn't speak any more, entered the gate of the community, suddenly quickened his pace, grabbed Gou Xiaohe's wrist and led him home.

Gou Xiaohe was held all the way by his aunt yesterday, and there were still bloodstains on his arm, which were gouged out by his fingernails. Now he was suddenly pulled by Bianqiao again, and he was pulled back and forth for two days.

He staggered on the soles of his feet and was about to complain, when he glanced at Bianqiao's face, he was suddenly so shocked by his obviously suppressed and tense aura that he dared not speak.

Bian Qiao dragged Gou Xiaohe all the way home, entered the door, pressed him against the cabinet in the entrance and kissed him.

"I didn't brush..." Gou Xiaohe subconsciously hid back, raised his arm to say that he hadn't brushed his teeth yet, and before he raised his elbow, he was suppressed by Bianqiao, almost gagging his mouth fiercely.

The intensity was close to the night after the college entrance examination, even more irritable than then.

Gou Xiaohe could understand that he was worried about himself, but he was also worried about the situation of his aunt and uncle, about their family, and even more worried about what would happen to him if his uncle was still at home.

"Bian...baby." He turned his head and opened his mouth several times, wanting to talk to Bian Qiao first and ask about last night's situation.

After dodging a few times, his jaw was caught suddenly.

Bian Qiao's hand was very strong, and the other hand suddenly pressed against the side of his face, making a dull sound on the cabinet door, pinching his chin and staring at him.

"Don't hide from me." He warned Gou Xiaohe.

Gou Xiaohe hadn't recovered from last night's situation, so he was almost startled again.

"...I didn't hide," he muttered in a daze, raising his hand to touch Bianqiao's hair, "what's wrong with you?"

Bianqiao was like an animal, trapped in his own emotions, unable to express, unable to control himself to the point of nervousness, and pressed Gou Xiaohe to kiss him again.

If it's just a kiss, Gou Xiaohe can still try his best to accept and bear Bianqiao's emotions.

But when the hem of the clothes was pulled up and Bian Qiao's palm rubbed against his back fiercely, he was still frightened.

"Bianqiao!" Gou Xiaohe almost bounced up, pulling Bianqiao's arm while hiding away with his neck tilted, "Don't... wait a minute, I want to have a good talk with you!"

In return for resistance, there was only more ruthless suppression, Bian Qiao pursed his lips and remained silent, the more Gou Xiaohe hid, the stronger he became.

"Don't..." Gou Xiaohe couldn't break free, his waist was twisted severely, and his eyes turned red suddenly.

"Let go of me, I won't be with you!"

He yelled aggrievedly and anxiously, and the movement of Bianqiao suddenly stopped.