why are they still in love

The dining table suddenly fell silent, and even the sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding with each other was lost in the tense gaze of the father and son.

Xiao Chining knew why Xiao Zhaoshan tonight didn't even bother to pay for his hypocrisy, because he ruined his good business with Chi Yan, he was superfluous, he was stupid, he deserved to die.

"I didn't tell a lie."

But he will never give in.

Xiao Zhaoshan put down the tableware in his hand, stood up from the chair, and said condescendingly: "Is it shameful to be honest, Xiao Chining?"

After saying that, he turned around and went upstairs.

Chi Yan was still sitting at the table, as if he had expected such a day long ago, he did not show any surprise or loss, his movements were still graceful, and his eyebrows and eyes were still gentle.

She picked up a piece of pumpkin tempura and said slowly: "Xiao Ning, there is a famous French proverb called C'esttoutl'unoutoutl'autre, have you heard of it?"

Xiao Chining couldn't maintain a decent smile, and his face was gloomy, as if he was about to rise up in the next second.

"Translated into Chinese, it means 'either or that'." She raised the tip of her chopsticks to her eyes, "It's either pumpkin, or everything else except pumpkin."

"One sentence is not the truth, it is everything except the truth. We can distinguish better than you think, but we just want to be lazy occasionally." She gently put the tempura into Xiao Chining's bowl and asked, " Do you understand now?"

Xiao Chining clenched his teeth, anger and embarrassment made him tremble all over, unable to speak.

Chi Yan didn't give him time to understand, and stood up with the table first: "It's hard work in the kitchen, if you don't want to wash the dishes, just put them there. I will find a new aunt to clean up tomorrow."

From the corner of Xiao Chining's eyes, she saw her slender back, which was full of ridicule for his painstaking efforts to stay here.

He could understand Hu Yingxue so well.

Why should they always go first, why should they always be abandoned, why!

He clenched his chopsticks tightly, his knuckles turning white with force.

"what about you?"

He looked sideways at Chi Yan who had already stepped up a flight of stairs, and asked, "If it's not love between you, what is it?"

Chi Yan stopped, turned back and said, "You can't understand it now-the cooperative relationship in life. But we are in love, at least for now."

"What about me?" Xiao Chining's eyes were bloodshot, he pointed to his chest, and asked softly, "Then what am I?"

Chi Yan sighed, and replied without thinking: "You are our son, nothing else."

The first floor became empty again.

Xiao Chining sat alone at the dining table facing a table of cold dishes and three bowls of rice until nine o'clock, then took the key and went out.

He walked quickly against the autumn wind, walked to the nearest subway station, and traveled across half of Beijing to Gongti.

Every passenger on the subway is staring at the mobile phone with a pair of numb eyes. They have either not awakened from the absurd life, or have fallen into the pain after awakening, which makes Xiao Chining feel absolutely safe in it.

In the crowded carriage, no matter how close he was, no one had the right to question that the pain he had endured since he was a child was not real.

No one loves him, he can do whatever he wants, he can drink six glasses of amber Chivas Regal Manhattan in one go at the bar, he can challenge a handsome stranger to kiss for 10 minutes in front of twenty or thirty men, win a chance to order a song, and A glass of special concoction inspired by a well-known American cartoon.

Sixty milliliters of liqueur, ashes from a whole cigarette, and three spoons of cough syrup. The bartender pushed the glass along the bar in front of him: "I hope you will drink away your troubles in one gulp."

The two buddies drinking next to each other looked at each other and smiled, humming Li Zongsheng's song like a footnote: "You can't get it if you want it, what's wrong with you. You don't want to give it up. You just talk about the past. When you find the time It's a thief, it has already stolen your choice."

When the two tables that were close to each other heard these familiar words, they immediately echoed the tune: "Love is just a high fever, and longing is the cough that will never get better."

In response, all those present in the bar, those who have loved, those who are in love, and those who are waiting to love, sang loudly: "It is unforgivable, but it cannot be stopped-hatred climbs the wall at night; it is empty, but it is buzzing Make a sound—who put a cold gun in your heart?"

The band started to play along with the atmosphere, the drummer imprinted the heavy beat on everyone's heart, and Xiao Chining was swaying and drunk.

The index finger tapped lightly on the bar, the sweetness of the sour syrup of the wine, the bitterness and choking of the cigarette ash permeated the mouthpiece, he leaned on his arm, squinted his eyes and sang hoarsely: "I just want to find out what happened, Who can tell me……"

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, completely out of tune: "Who can tell me... what is this?"

The voice was so small that only he could hear it.

The carnival lasted until three o'clock in the morning, and the excitement was over, regardless of you or me. The bartender who was about to get off work competently helped Xiao Chining, who spent more than a thousand dollars alone tonight, into the taxi, and said to him enthusiastically: " Come to our house for a drink next time."

Xiao Chining leaned softly on the car seat, lifted his chin gracefully, and replied: "Next time I will come to your place to have sex with others."

The bartender had heard more nonsense than this, and he still flattered him calmly: "No problem, you look so good-looking, who wouldn't want to be nice to you?"

The uncle driver was so ear-piercing that he urged him with a livid face, "Damn it, hurry up to make an order."

After the car door was closed, Xiao Chining stumbled out an address. The driver who ran all over the streets and alleys of Beijing thought for a long time but didn't expect the result, so he had to search on the mobile phone navigation.

The moment he saw the final location, his complexion became even worse: "Hey, little brother, wake up, what about you? This place is in Hangzhou."

Xiao Chining, who quickly lost consciousness as soon as he closed his eyes, was awakened by his pats a few times, and turned his head blankly.

The driver pointed at the phone screen and said impatiently: "Hangzhou, the destination you mentioned is in Hangzhou. It is more than 1000 kilometers away from here, and it takes twelve hours to drive."

"Oh, yes," Xiao Chining nodded vigorously, "I want to go back to Hangzhou!"

The driver obviously didn't want to argue with the drunk young man, so he immediately unlocked the car and let him get out of the car: "Okay, then you can find another car to take you back to Hangzhou, I won't run a long-distance ticket."

So Xiao Chining was driven out of the car just like that.

He was weak all over, and looked around while holding the street lamp in a confused state. He didn't see the second empty car, so he simply sat down on the ground along the lamp post.

The wind in the middle of the night was very cold. He was only wearing a hooded sweater that he wore under his school uniform on his upper body, and the cropped slacks he often wore indoors on his lower body. He woke up from the cold after falling asleep.

Xiao Chining woke up a little bit, curled up his legs and took out his cell phone, trying to call someone to take him home.

But he stared at the unlocking interface for a long time in a daze, unable to remember the number and the exact address of anyone who could take him home.

In the smoggy night and the lively and cold streets, he suddenly felt extremely panic and helpless.

He rubbed his sore eyes, trying to make sure that every number under his thumb was correct.Immediately afterwards, he tremblingly pressed the call button with all his strength and remaining rationality.

Quick, quick, quick.

Before the third beep sounded, the other end answered the phone as he wished, but there was no sound, not even breathing.

Xiao Chining buried his face in his knees and tentatively called, "Dad?"

Only then did Xiao Zhaoshan speak: "Where are you?"

Xiao Chining said in a low voice: "I can't remember where my home is."

It sounded a bit aggrieved.

Xiao Zhaoshan asked again: "Are you drunk?"

Xiao Chining still repeated to himself: "I can't remember where my home is..."

There was silence on the other end of the phone, Xiao Zhaoshan seemed to be holding back his anger, and half a minute later he said viciously, "I'll ask you one last time, where are you?"

Xiao Chining was also irritated. He took a few short breaths, burst out with an astonishing volume, raised his head and shouted loudly into the microphone: "You tell me where my home is first! Let me ask you, my home What?! Where is my home?! Tell me!"

The two bartenders across the street who were locking the door of the shop heard the sound and looked over with cigarettes in their mouths. Seeing that it was a drunk man slumped on the ground, they continued their work without any surprise.

After Xiao Chining yelled this, he overdrawn himself, and felt very tired all of a sudden.

He stopped, buried his face in his lap again, and asked sullenly, "I don't have a home, do I?"

As soon as he said this, tears filled his eyes uncontrollably, and he choked up, "You never need me... right?"

Xiao Zhaoshan didn't answer immediately.

But silence itself is the answer.

Xiao Chining groaned in pain and smashed the phone to the bushes beside him, crying loudly for the first time in his life.

When Xiao Zhaoshan rushed to Gongti, a homeless man was stealthily searching for belongings on the sleeping Xiao Chining.

The depression when I heard Xiao Chining's heart-piercing cry an hour ago, and the irritability of asking acquaintances to find the policeman who was still on duty in the middle of the night to check the address of the base station, and finding it with difficulty after being next to the street, all in an instant Was detonated by this scene.

Xiao Zhaoshan jumped out of the car, quietly approached the homeless man who was still kneeling on the ground looking for valuables, raised his foot and kicked him to the ground fiercely from the side.

Before the homeless man could react, he leaned down | grabbed him by the back of the collar and lifted him up, clenched his other hand into a fist and slammed on his cheekbone: "Fuck|you|fucking dirty thing , anyone dares to steal, right?"

The homeless man turned over in pain, and saw that the person who came was a man much taller and more respectable than himself. He stretched his upper body and shrank back, and shouted in horror: "Hit, hit! Help! Hit!" La!"

Seeing that Xiao Chining was still unconscious, Xiao Zhaoshan completely let go of his hands and feet, and only picked the softest part of his body to beat him.

He mercilessly kicked the homeless man in the stomach so hard that he lost the ability to get up.When the man was tossing and moaning in pain, he bent down and pinched his right hand to the ground, then got up and pressed his palm like crushing a cigarette butt, and asked through gritted teeth, "Is this the right hand that was used just now?" Dirty hands on him, huh?"

The homeless man instinctively pressed his wrist, begging for mercy repeatedly: "I was wrong, big brother, I was wrong... I don't dare to do it again, please, let me go!"

Xiao Zhaoshan vented all his anger and helplessness towards Xiao Chining on him, almost wanting to tear him to pieces.At this moment, he seemed to understand Xiao Chining's killing intent.

Turning from anger to irritability, he aimed at the man's crotch, and gave him a final kick: "Get lost, I'll ruin the rest of your life if you're a second late!"

The homeless man's face was flushed, he lost his voice in pain, and he clutched his lower body in embarrassment|he really rolled away.

Panting slightly, Xiao Zhaoshan turned back to look at Xiao Chining who was lying on the street lamp, waited for his breathing to calm down before walking over with an unswerving expression, squatting beside him to confirm his condition.

The only two pockets were searched, the key was still there, the mobile phone was not there, and the homeless man had already run away and disappeared.

"Hold."

Xiao Zhaoshan cursed, wishing he could wake Xiao Chining up just like that.

However, when he looked up and saw the tear stains on Xiao Chining's face illuminated by the street lamp, his hatred for iron and steel subsided.

"You are my fucking ancestor."

He didn't care about touching something dirty with his hands, he picked up the unconscious Xiao Chining by the waist and walked to the side of the car, letting him lie down comfortably in the spacious back seat.

Xiao Zhaoshan went back to the driver's seat, opened the car window, and took out a cigarette and a lighter from his coat bag.

There were only three cigarettes left in the duty-free shop at the airport yesterday afternoon, and he wiped out the first seventeen in the ashtray in the living room at home.

He didn't expect to reunite with Insomnia today after a long absence, sitting in the dark and aimlessly lighting one after another, three and a half hours but a blink of an eye.When the mobile phone placed on the coffee table vibrated and glowed, and the name was displayed on the screen, he realized that he was actually waiting for Xiao Chining.

He considers himself not a person who would evade problems, even when he was sent to prison, he did not give up his determination to stop.He also doesn't want to run away from Xiao Chining now, since he is determined to live with himself and Chi Yan.

It's time to have a good talk with Xiao Chining.

But what he was talking about, he couldn't find any clue after smoking a pack of cigarettes.

Since he was a child, he believed that whether it is changing others or adapting to others, it is a bad habit of killing one thousand and harming oneself.The combination with Chi Yan comes from comfort, they have a tacit understanding, and they have passed the past 20 years without deliberately catering or following any rules, so that his experience in this area is infinitely close to zero.

The uneasiness shown by Xiao Chining is essentially his uneasiness about the uncontrollable unknown.

Xiao Chining is the biggest unknown that even if he intends to understand, he may not be able to understand it thoroughly.

The exhaustion of the long-distance flight and the unclear current situation gave Xiao Zhaoshan a headache.He pressed the acupoints, threw the cigarette butt out the window, started the car and planned to rush back before the morning rush hour.

At this time, Xiao Chining in the back seat spoke.

"cold……"

"It's so cold."

Xiao Zhaoshan turned his head and found that his eyes were still tightly closed, but he had curled himself up into a small shrimp at some point.

Without much hesitation, he took off his jacket and threw it on Xiao Chining's body, then got up from the driver's seat and pulled the corners of the clothes away, allowing the jacket to cover as much of his body as possible.

But Xiao Chining seemed to be in a nightmare, twisting his body more and more restlessly, sobbing: "Go home...I want to go home..."

Xiao Zhaoshan looked at him silently, as if seeing the crying child on the hospital bed three years ago.

But now he couldn't think of any mocking mood and teasing methods, but instead felt a complex pity.

"Go home, Dad...I want to go home." Xiao Chining continued to rave.

So there was only one sentence left in Xiao Zhaoshan's mind: This child is his son, and he himself is the father of this child.

He frowned and retracted his gaze, and said in a deep voice to the windshield: "Be quiet, I'll take you home."

On the still-awakened street, the gray-green Cayenne ran in the direction it came from.