Encounter

"Sorry, the number you dialed is currently active."

Xia Yuming made two phone calls in total, one to his father and one to his mother, but he didn't call again after both of them were hung up.

He put the phone aside and gave up the stupid idea of ​​calling his parents, then walked to the sofa, curled up with a pillow in his arms.

He likes this posture very much, and he will sit like this every time he is alone, but he never does it at home, because his parents think this posture looks too unsunny and strong, and they don't like it.

The shadows cast on the ceiling by the interlaced skylight and lights were soft and fuzzy. He stared at these shadows for a long time, and waited until his brain was completely empty and his mood gradually calmed down before he got up from the sofa and entered his room with a mahogany sword.

As soon as he entered, the oncoming heat made his stiff limbs feel better, but he still felt cold.

Shen Mo didn't sleep, put on some clothes and leaned against the head of the bed, watching him come in with a blank expression.

"Morning." Xia Yuming threw the mahogany sword on the table, turned off the light and turned it on all night, "Why don't you sleep?"

Shen Mo took off his clothes and got under the quilt to reveal his head, his beautiful black eyes rolled around him, "Why didn't you come back last night?"

"I encountered a little trouble, and I have already solved it." Xia Yuming took off his upper body clothes and took out a bathrobe from the closet.

"Little trouble?"

"Well, little trouble."

Shen Mo stared at Xia Yuming, but the other party didn't seem to stop his movements, and after a while he seemed to finally admit defeat and said, "You didn't come in yesterday, you could have come in."

Xia Yuming was not as talkative as he usually is, he uttered a monosyllable "ah" meaninglessly as an answer.

"You have been chased by ghosts like this, why don't you ask me for help." Shen Mo's face was expressionless, but his eyes showed doubtful emotions undisguised.

Xia Yuming rolled his eyes when he heard Shen Mo's words, and replied half-truthfully, "I am self-reliant. What's more, I think you are so sleepy and you don't say what kind of monster you are. I guess you are probably a pig." Jing... I'm embarrassed to have eaten so many of your companions."

Xia Yuming is good-looking and full of youthful vigor when he smiles. Many people are infected by his sunny smile.

Shen Mo has no particular preference for this kind of camouflage. In fact, he is not very interested in human beings, but at the moment when he sees the person in front of him, his mood is a little subtle. He can't tell how subtle it is, "You are so Thought?"

"Yes."

The human answered simply, but Shen Mo knew it was not the truth. He turned his back and covered his head with a quilt, and said to the human irritably, "I like to sleep with you in my arms."

Seeing him like this, Xia Yuming smiled sincerely for the first time today. He hesitated for a while and stretched out his hand to pat this dangerous and beautiful unknown creature through the quilt, "I was wrong."

"Where did you go wrong?" the beautiful creature asked from the bed, facing the wall.

"You're not like a pig spirit, but like a proud cat demon." Xia Yuming couldn't help pursing his mouth after speaking.

Now Shen Mo turned his head, there was no expression on his face, and he didn't look angry, but the look in his eyes was really uncomfortable.

Xia Yuming raised his hand and said with a natural smile, "I didn't review yesterday, so I can't miss it today. After I finish my review in the afternoon, I'll sleep with you at night, okay?"

Shen Mo turned around without saying a word, and buried herself in the warm blanket again.

Xia Yuming shrugged, turned around and went to the bathroom with his clothes in his arms.

When he came out of the shower, he saw that his mother called him back, but he didn't receive it, so when he called back, his mother immediately hung up.

Xia Yuming knew that it might be inconvenient for his mother to answer the phone and didn't call again, but he still felt aggrieved.But this grievance is not much, and he himself knows that this kind of emotion is really selfish and unreasonable, so he hastened to adjust his mentality to prevent being discovered by then.

He waited for half an hour, seeing that the time was almost up, and then called again. This time, his mother picked it up.

"Hello?" The background sound of the phone was very noisy, it sounded like he was fucking outside.

He had calmed down his emotions well before, but when he heard his mother's voice, the weak and useless fear in his heart was exposed again, and he said helplessly, "Mom, I met dirty things at home, didn't I mean that I arranged them?" Is it bounded?"

After saying this sentence, Xia Yuming regretted it. Although it didn't mean that much, it sounded too much like asking a teacher for a crime.

Sure enough, as soon as the words came out, his mother became angry, "When you meet, you will meet. Didn't you teach you spells? You are not a child anymore. Why do you call parents when you have something? You haven't been weaned yet, are you?" ?”

Xia Yuming took a deep breath, patted his head and explained, "No, Mom, something is entangled with me, and spells won't work on it. I didn't..."

The tone of the last sentence was somewhat impatient, and the next sentence has become the usual sting in the smile, with a bit of sarcasm in the softness, "If it doesn't work, then why are you still alive? I gave you everything, and you refused Practice hard, you are entangled and now you are blaming me? Xia Yuming, tell yourself if it's funny or not."

"Why are you still alive?" Xia Yuming repeated, and he asked in disbelief, "You think it's funny?"

"Don't you think it's funny?" Bian Xiu replied very neatly, with a condescending sarcasm in her tone, as if she was declaring some common sense that is known to the world.

How... still alive?

If he hadn't bought the mahogany sword, he might have died like this yesterday, but this person who kept saying that only I treat you well and only I will give to you asked him why he was still alive?

The understatement of the word alive pierced his brain like a steel needle, and the rational and depressed emotions he had finally calmed down and the nausea and fear of last night that he tried hard not to recall were all entangled and flooded into his mind at that moment, Anger broke his restraint.

"What can I do? What else can I do? The spell doesn't work at all." He said excitedly, "I don't know anything! I've never been in contact with such a thing..."

"It doesn't work. You can still call me here? You're going to die! Tell me, how many hours do you sit every day?" The mother on the other end of the phone seemed to be using the utmost patience to deal with an unreasonable little girl. child, asked softly.

"You didn't mention meditation at all in that book! And you kept saying that you're fine, you won't go to hell in the future, just be careful with Shen Mo."

"If you don't meditate in the book, you don't meditate? You watch TV shows and you know that you don't need to meditate when you go to Baidu? Xia Yuming, are you a puppet? Oh, you have to be pushed by us to move. Why don't you take it?" Pass the thread to our hands and let us tie it up for you. Pull the thread to teach you how to move?

It would be nice if you were a puppet, wouldn't you?We asked you to doubt Shen Mo, do you doubt it?Have you pulled something out? "

"..." Xia Yuming bit his lip, the inertia he cultivated since childhood prevented him from talking back.

"Look at your parents for everything, and blame others for everything. Why don't you think about yourself? You are always looking for excuses and reasons! The whole world is wrong, and you alone are right!"

Xia Yuming leaned his head on the sofa, he suddenly felt ridiculous, even Shen Mo would ask him a question when he didn't go back to sleep all night, but his mother scolded immediately after hearing this, without even asking.

But is caring useful?Since he was alive, what was the use of asking?He is sad, he shakes, he seeks support and is eager to talk, doesn't it just prove his incompetence and cowardice?Shouldn't a mature person get rid of these useless emotions and just focus on the solution?

This is the educational philosophy he has received since birth, but is it true?He felt wrong, but he couldn't think of anything wrong, the logic of it was so smooth.

The world is a busy, brutal and dangerous jungle, and it's hard to survive without giving it your all.

The white light in the living room is bright enough and has no temperature, his heart is clamoring that this is wrong, but is it really wrong, what is wrong, if it is wrong, then what is right?

"Am I wrong? Well, I'm wrong, I'm trash, I'm trash..." he murmured.

"It's good if you know it. If you know it, why don't you know how to change it? Oh, and now you call to blame others and push the responsibility on others. What are you doing now? Retreat to advance? Lying on the ground The rogue said that I am a waste, that I am lazy, that I don’t work hard, and my parents will feed me, is that what I mean?

What has your dad been telling you?Don't make excuses for failure, find ways for success. "

He didn't speak, and a disappointment rose in his heart, and he didn't know whether it was for his parents or himself.

"Xia Yuming, you have to remember, we don't owe you, you owe us."

Bianxiu calmly reminded him, "We are old, we will rely on you in the future, not you to rely on us, we have nothing for you to rely on, fight for yourself. Be sensible and independent. Don't keep thinking rely on others."

His mother's tired and disappointed words on the other end of the phone hit his ears like nails, "I told you many times, but you just didn't listen. I can't figure out what's wrong with me, why?" With you... Forget it, don’t talk about it, when you talk about it, you will think how we abused you. Honest words are harsh, so let’s do it, you can do it yourself.”

Loyalty hurts... Loyalty hurts.

Xia Yuming leaned on the sofa, he didn't want to move, he had mixed feelings in his heart, his wet hair was still dripping, it was extremely cold in this winter day.

He didn't think about anything, and he didn't know what to think. He thought about some things deeply, and he could only make himself uncomfortable.But even if you don't want to, all the mixed emotions and thoughts of negative self-blaming weirdos are still full of mind.

He sat there blankly, trying to empty himself like a thousand times, until these things gradually disappeared by themselves.

It's no use crying, no use being afraid, no use complaining, no use being sad and hoping.People are materialistic, and mature people should know how to control their emotions and weigh the pros and cons.

What is there to be wronged about? What is there to be dissatisfied with? He has been well-fed since he was a child, and he is already much luckier than many people.He shouldn't be greedy, he shouldn't be dissatisfied, he shouldn't...he shouldn't always think about drawing illusory warmth from others.

After sitting for a quarter of an hour, Xia Yuming stood up from the sofa mountain with his wet hair on his head as usual, went to the bathroom, took a towel to cover his head, and walked out, ready to go to the room and wipe his head while reviewing.

When he came out of the toilet, he saw Shen Mo standing at the door of the room staring at him.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

"You next time..." He paused as if looking for words, "You can trouble me next time. Although I don't have much mana left, it's better than you."

-Don't trust others-

—Only we will dedicate ourselves to you without reservation—

—You don’t have yin and yang eyes, you won’t be able to see those things even if you want to—

—We are doing it for your own good. In this world, except for your parents, there is no interest relationship. No one else will treat you well—

— Do you know what your so-called friend is? —

To be alive is a lonely misery, and each person is alone in his own life.

There is no free lunch in this world and no unreasonable kindness. Companionship and dependence are a self-deceiving illusion.

When a person grows up, he must be strong, not weak, not have redundant and useless emotions, and know how to control himself.

He smiled at Shen Mo, walked over and pushed him into the room and said, "Understood, thank you."

Shen Mo looked back at him, got into bed without saying anything and continued to sleep.

Xia Yuming looked at this beautiful, lazy and mysterious creature with a smile, and when he turned around to continue wiping his head, he found that his hair was already dry.

"Thank you."

Shen Mo didn't reply, Xia Yuming didn't care, he sat down at the desk and turned on the light, continuing the unfinished review from last night.

The edge of the cold textbook page was filled with dense notes, and Xia Yuming thought of a sentence in the Bible that he happened to see in a trance: Enter through the narrow gate, for wide is the gate and broad is the way that leads to destruction. and many; but narrow is the gate and narrow the way that leads to life, and few find it.