Leaving the past behind 2019

On the contrary, the bedroom is larger than the living room, but it is empty, and the light is not much stronger. There is a double bed at the end of the room by the window, the curtains are drawn tightly, and there is a lamp on the bedside cabinet. The lamp is ten A model that was popular years ago, the lampshade was covered with a thick layer of dust, which made the light even darker. A woman was sitting by the lamp, and the dim light cast a light outline on her face. This is Li Kah Kee's mother. Now, she is about fifty years old, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, eight points similar to Li Jiageng, but the deep engraving of Sichuan characters between the eyebrows and the corners of the mouth turned down deepened her miserable and mean face.

Sui Rang Li Henan pushed the door open with anger, but when he saw the Lord, especially his lover's mother, he subconsciously stood up straight and called out, "Auntie."

His upbringing did not allow him to do anything more than question an elder and a woman.

But the other party obviously didn't think so, she was startled when she saw that Li Henan really dared to come in, and then let out a cold snort from her nostrils.

She tilted her neck and turned sideways to the direction of the bed: "My child's father, you see, this is a good match for your son, and I'm here to see you—" The ending of the last word is very long, with a strange accent weird.

Is Li Kageng's father lying on the side of the bed?sleeping?Or are you sick and bedridden?

Li Henan also looked over there.

Then, he suddenly discovered that in the space next to the woman, there was a portrait standing impressively. In front of the portrait was a tray with burning incense candles and some snacks.

Lai Kah Kee's father has passed away, but she enshrined the portrait beside her pillow? !

Li Henan was astonished, but he still tried not to show any clues. He took a deep breath and said, "Uncle." He bowed three times solemnly in the direction of the portrait. He didn't want this move to arouse the woman's anger even more.

"You are not allowed to call him! You are not allowed to worship him!" The woman on the bed shouted like crazy: "What are you—are you worthy?"

"..." Li Henan looked at her with a solemn expression and did not make a sound. The dead are respected. No matter what, he could not say anything in front of the dead. He decided to leave, turned around, opened the door, and saw Li Jiageng Watching him nervously by the door, his lips moved when he came out. Li Henan knew what he wanted to say, so he shook his head at him, signaling that he was okay.

I don't want Li Jiageng's mother to be even more excited when she sees her son, her voice can be called shrill: "Don't you dare to enter this door?! What? For this person, you dare to come in?? Okay! Come, see your father— —Do you think your dad is safe in heaven—?!”

"I...I'm not..." Li Jiageng had a painful look in his eyes, he held Li Henan's sleeve tightly, and secretly looked at the place where the memorial tablet was placed in the room with hope and fear.

Mother Li scolded and became more and more angry, unexpectedly picked up an object and threw it at him.

Li Henan raised his hand subconsciously to block in front of Li Jiageng, only to feel a pain in his shoulder, and then he heard a "bang", a heavy object fell to the ground, smoke and dust were everywhere, and the room was extremely quiet for a while.

"You actually use this to lose your son?"

What Li's mother threw over was actually a small copper censer. After landing, it still echoed and echoed for a long time. Half of Li Henan's shoulder was so painful that it was numb. If he hadn't blocked it, the censer would have landed on Li Jiageng's face. Looking at the other party's swollen cheeks again, he was both angry and hurt. He didn't know what kind of resentment the mother and son had formed, so that they wanted to treat their own child like this. Glancing in that direction, he dragged Li Jiageng towards the outside in big strides.

Li Jiageng's palms were cold and wet. He didn't know whether it was sweat or blood. It might have been mixed together, and his body was shaking violently. It might be pain, but he couldn't stop asking Li Henan in a low voice: "You were hit, Does it hurt? I'm sorry, I'm sorry...she...is a little..."

"I'm fine, it doesn't matter." Li Henan continued to comfort him in a low voice.

"My father, he, he..."

"Shh...don't mention this, let's get in the car and drink some water first, I'm going to treat your wound."

"Ah."

After stepping out of the building, Li Jiageng finally calmed down a bit. It was getting darker and the community was quiet. People with children should have already gone to bed.

Li Henan turned on the lights inside the car, and took out a simple emergency medical kit from the trunk.

"Rinse the wound first, it will hurt a little." The wound is as he imagined, not many, but deep, and it has not been treated for a long time. Open your mouth.

"Little Zhulu is not afraid of pain, and I am even less afraid."

Li Henan couldn't help chuckling: "That's the little rooster who can't talk, how do you know it's not afraid of pain."

The medicinal cotton was filled with hydrogen peroxide and dipped in it, "Hiss—" Li Jiageng took a breath, "You're wrong, the little roo is not afraid of pain not because it can speak, but because it can understand the words."

Li Henan knew that he was talking nonsense on purpose to divert attention, and his hands kept moving, talking to him: "Why?"

"If it could understand, it would have already run away when you said it would hurt a little... Sigh... This is not a little pain, it's just too painful, okay?"

"The wound has been exposed for too long, and it will be over soon. This is a pain-relieving ointment, which is amazing, and it doesn't hurt when you put it on."

"Yes, it's really amazing, modern medicine is so great, thank you doctor for saving me."

"Okay, you, okay, don't get wet, don't lift things, it's best not to use this hand, you're lucky, you didn't hurt your muscles." Li Henan let go of his hand.

Li Jiageng just went to look at his hands, which were already wrapped in white gauze and tightly tied with a cross knot.

"Well, there is only one lip print left. You can print one for me when you go back. I want Yang Shulin 530."

"I don't understand what you're saying."

"Oh," Li Jiageng lowered his head, and after a while, raised it again: "Is there any smoke?"

"No, you are not suitable for smoking now, you are still very excited."

Li Kageng smiled wryly: "How can you tell a story if you don't deserve a cigarette?"

Li Henan raised his hand to caress the steering wheel: "To be honest, I was afraid that you would swallow everything when you put on a cigarette."

"..."

"Wait until you can talk, no rush."

Li Jiageng stared at his shoulder and neck, and lowered his voice once: "Where did you smash it? Show me."

"Go back and look again, there is no big problem, just apply ice."

"Um……"

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Li Jiageng's father passed away before he went to university, and his mother always hated him, thinking that his father was finally mad at him to death.

"But I didn't, I really didn't..." Li Jiageng burst into tears when he said this.

"I know you haven't." Li Henan parked the car beside an open space, and patted his head with one arm.

"He had liver cancer, but they didn't tell me. I thought it was just a minor operation...Because the college entrance examination is coming soon, and I will live in school in the third year of high school. They are afraid that I will be distracted. If they tell me...I will not meeting……"

He would not choose to confront them at that time, nor would he directly bring up the fact that he was gay during the quarrel, and would not make his father so angry... Li Jiageng spoke incoherently, and Li Henan listened silently , he can probably restore the context of the matter.

Li Kah Kee has a high IQ since he was a child. His parents have set great expectations on him. He has skipped grades since elementary school, but after he entered junior high school, he was obviously unable to do what he wanted, and the pressure of school work increased, but his parents still demanded that he must be the best one. He also discovered his unique sexual orientation during that period. Under the triple pressure, his rebellious psychology came up, and he began to fight against his parents repeatedly.

"I began to intentionally fail to listen to the lectures and write the answers correctly, and I didn't know why." Li Jiageng smiled with tears when he said this, "It probably started when I was in high school. It was the time when my relationship with them was the most tense. At that time...Dad was diagnosed with cancer, but they didn't tell me, I thought it was just a small problem...Before he was hospitalized for the last time, I even had a fight with them..."

He started boarding in the third year of high school, and he had less time to go home. He didn't call home at all, and he didn't know anything about his father's illness. One month before the college entrance examination, his father failed to survive the second chemotherapy.

"She thinks that her father left with regrets. She turned her love and reluctance for her father into hatred for me. I understand her because I can't forgive myself. She must hate me. She beat me. , Scolding me, I have to bear it, because this is what I should do, but if I was more careful at the time, I didn't oppose them so much, but if I... Even if I searched on the Internet, the appearance of my father is not like what they said A little problem..."

Before the college entrance examination, he went home for the last time to get a change of clothes. His mother smothered his little magpie, because the little magpie kept chirping happily when he saw him, without stopping for a moment. His mother said that he was afraid that the birds would disturb him and recite it in his head. knowledge, he must pass the test, because his father is watching it in heaven.

This home became his worst nightmare.

"I didn't do well in the exam, but this time it wasn't on purpose..."

"I always knew what they wanted, but I never gave it..."

What they want is an excellent son who can make them feel very proud and has a long face. This "excellent" is excellent in the conventional sense, but if you deviate from the right way from the root, then you have broken away from the category of the conventional .

The rain did not know when it fell, the water curtain slapped the car window, and the lightning became the most magnificent scenery in the sky. The sound insulation of the car was good, and even the sound of thunder sounded very far away. Except for Li Jiageng's low cry, only the air conditioner came out for a while. There was a soft rustle.