Good day and beautiful scenery

I had a severe headache, and my ears were buzzing continuously, so that I seemed to hear Shen Yan's voice, but I couldn't hear it clearly, and I didn't bother to listen carefully. There was a sharp pain like a needle prick underneath.

After sitting dizzily for a while, he got up and walked around the sofa to the bedroom.I think I need to take some painkillers. If possible, it’s best to lie down immediately. At this time, I don’t care whether the quilt is as cold as an icehouse, and I just want to take off all the weight of my body.

My feet were weak, my vision was a little blurry, and I felt that the ground suddenly became bumpy. Even though it was such a short distance, I still felt as hard as climbing mountains and wading through water.

I don't know which nerve Shen Yan got wrong again, I said everything to that point, but he still had the nerve to suddenly rush up again, hugging me tightly from behind.He put his bearded chin on my shoulder, and growled angrily: "Want to break up? I fucking don't agree!"

If you don't agree, you don't agree, and I don't care.And I really made up my mind that I don't want to be together anymore, what else can he, Shen Yan, do to me.

Besides, even God is helping me now.

"You let go." I frowned impatiently.

"Don't let go! If you don't speak clearly today, no one is allowed to leave!"

I closed my eyes and bowed my head with a wry smile: "Say it clearly? What else can I do to make it clear? Shen Yan, please let me go because of the relationship we have had together in the past few years."

"Do you still remember the love between us? Do we have love? Zhou Jingchen, if you say we break up, we break up, and you don't leave any room for change, isn't it you?"

Shen Yan was like a cat whose tail had been trampled on, it bared its teeth and became irritable.His pincer-like hands grabbed my arm, forcing me to turn around and face him.He has such great strength, I am like a rag, being grabbed and pushed back and forth by him, I have no ability to resist at all.

I gritted my teeth and endured the headache and bouts of dizziness from his brutality.

"Why don't you talk? Pretend you can't hear?"

Yes, I just pretended that I couldn't hear, and I pretended that I had a calm face and didn't have any thoughts in my mind.Of course not.Shen Yan is a lawyer, so I don't need to waste my time arguing with him.For a person like him, I think the most effective way is nothing more than fists.

But I obviously underestimated Shen Yan's ability to react. Before my fist had time to show its due majesty, it disappeared into nothingness because of an unexpected throat lock and elbow bump.Shen Yan shot too quickly, until I lay on the ground with my shoulders on the ground, my mind blank for a while, and after waking up, my consciousness slowly returned, and I remembered what happened.

The strange thing is, apart from being dark for a while, I didn't feel any pain from the fall, as if the body that was thrown wasn't mine at all.

I rolled my eyes, and what appeared in my sight was Shen Yan's deeply furrowed brows, I don't know if it was a face of worry or fear.

"Xiaojing..."

My eyes only glanced at his face, I closed my eyes, and stood sideways on the floor to get up.He was still a little dizzy before his eyes, but it was not enough to fall down in front of Shen Yan again.

When he got back to his room, he locked the door.

I flung myself onto the bed, not even having the strength to turn over.Just now I said there was no pain, but in fact my body was in pain everywhere, the pain was so numb, I simply hypnotized myself like this.

In the drowsiness, it seemed that he heard the chaotic voices in the living room outside, but before he could distinguish it, his consciousness was involved in the boundless darkness again.I thought I wouldn't even have the strength to dream, but I still had a dream.

I dreamed that I went back to the year when I met Shen Yan. He was wearing a shirt and sitting on the railing of the teaching building with his sleeves rolled up. When I walked past him, he suddenly jumped down and blocked me. With a slight smile, he said Zhou Jingchen, I am Shen Yan.

The dream was too real, the smile at that time, and the touch of the breeze brushing over the skin were too warm, so that when I woke up, what I saw was the dim light, and I suddenly realized that the dream was a dream after all.

After waking up in the early morning, I couldn't fall asleep any more, so I simply got up and packed my luggage for home.In fact, there is nothing to pack, except for the presents for my parents, I only brought a set of clothes.

I still feel that going home is like an illusion and unrealistic to me.

My hometown is actually not far away, more than 100 kilometers, and at the speed of a train, it only takes more than an hour.However, from the moment I got in the car, I was so nervous that my palms felt cold. When I got out of the car, I even suspected that I had just climbed mountains and waded tens of thousands of miles.

I tried to comfort myself, since I was kicked out seven years ago, this is the first time I have appeared in front of my parents so openly.My mother is fine, but who knows what my father has become in recent years.

Although seven years have passed, my community has not changed much. My impression is that it is surrounded by green trees all the year round, and the four or five-storey residential buildings are just hidden behind the dense branches and leaves of the big trees.

When I was a child at home, I especially liked to open the windows. In summer, the wind was blowing, and I could hear the cicadas chirping on the trees. In winter, I would lie on the window, hoping that the next heavy snow would crush those trees into big white umbrellas.

These trees are as strong as before, only I am no longer the Zhou Jingchen lying at the window listening to the cicadas and watching the snow.

I sat by the flower bed downstairs for a long time, until my mother called me for the fourth time to ask where I was, and then I moved upstairs with a pounding heart.

This house was a welfare housing allocated by my parents' school in the early years. It is a very old-fashioned apartment with a height of four or five floors without an elevator. Unfortunately, my house is on the fourth floor.In my mother's words, it's better if there is no elevator, and you can exercise when you go up and down.

But what I need now is obviously not exercise, but a pair of legs that don't tremble when I go upstairs.

My mother couldn't wait any longer, she came down quickly when she saw me at the stairs, stood in front of me and looked at me carefully, then pinched me gently on my arm, her eyes were red Said: "Stinky boy, how on earth do you live to make people so thin."

I reached out and hugged my mother, and said with a smile: "It was pretty good at first, but when I think about going home, I can eat the meals you cook, and I can't eat those outside."

"I'll make your mother happy." My mother gave me a reproachful look, and then asked with some hesitation, "Did that person come with you?"

"His family asked him to go back to celebrate the New Year." I said, lying is no longer a problem for me.

My mother was really not very happy, but she didn't say anything else verbally.

I was led in by my mother arm in arm, and I saw my father sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper at a glance.

He is much older than before, his hair has turned gray to varying degrees, and he has a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose.He didn't wear glasses before, and in his memory, he always said that the students who wore glasses he taught were all pretending to be eager to learn.

My dad was so engrossed in watching that he didn't even look sideways at me.He is still the same as before, full of rejection towards me, instead of forgiving me like my mother said.

"Call me Dad, what a fool." My mother pushed me resentfully.

I know my mother, she was just anxious for my father and me, so she couldn't wait to urge me. Her original intention was not to ask me to kneel down.Who knew that my legs really went limp, I couldn't stand firmly, I staggered a step forward, and I really knelt down on the floor straight.

"What are you doing, kid?" My mother exclaimed trial and error, and tried to pull me up when she came up.

I didn't let my mother touch me.After all, this is a sticking point between my dad and me, and it's better for us to solve it ourselves.As for kneeling like this, it doesn't look good, but it may not be impossible.