Embroidered Pillows and Paper Tigers

On Saturday afternoon, when the school was on holiday, Li Shi'an called Shen Yan to come over to do the quiz on WeChat after returning home after dinner. Shen Yan didn't reply him a word, but there was a knock on the door soon.

Shen Yan's face was stinky when he entered the door. Although he never gave anyone a good face, it was obviously worse today. Li Shi'an thought about it, and thought, it's not because he messed up that thing in the morning, right?

The two of them entered the room and started studying without any communication at all. Li Shi'an slept in the morning and stood behind others to do bad things. Now facing a blank math book, his head was muddled.

Shen Yan knew what he had done in the morning, but he pretended not to see it. Usually, in order to allow a buffer time between the various subjects, he would complete a homework first, and then tell him after Li Shian finished. He didn't wait for Li Shi'an at all today. After finishing the mathematics, he immediately translated English, followed by physics, chemistry...

Li Shi'an didn't finish the last math problem until he finished his political homework. He understood how much Xueba gave way to him, and he didn't know why. Shen Yan put away the book and said, "Wait for me, I was wrong, I was wrong..."

Shen Yan glanced over contemptuously, as if he had been holding his breath for a long time, and his voice was full of dissatisfaction: "If you don't have a good foundation, you dare not be serious in class. What are you asking me to do for you? Are you trying to waste my time?"

Do you believe Li Shian said that I want to make friends with you?

The Shen Yan over there is still angry: "I think we can all use this method in the future. I don't have to wait for you to finish it together before explaining the answers. I can finish all my homework first, and then go through the question bank, etc. We'll talk about it slowly after you're done, it might save time." After finishing speaking, he didn't forget to raise the heavy question booklet in Yang's hand and tease, "Oh, yes, maybe I'll finish this question bank You don't even have to finish it."

Li Shi'an was dumbfounded by the sarcasm. Li Qishan had never done this to him since he was a child. He regarded himself as a drum, and he didn't need to hammer, but his peers said so, although his most fundamental purpose was to He wanted to make Shen Yan as a friend, but he was still not happy for a while.

In fact, when Shen Yan first agreed to Li Shi'an, he was in the spirit of being a monk for a day, but it was because of his serious attitude towards things that he took the role of a teacher. In addition, Li Shi'an's procrastination in doing homework every day was very important to him. Not a good thing.

In fact, many students who learn dance go to professional dance schools, and their culture classes are very easy.As a sure-fire ballet candidate, Shen Yan had to take both the college entrance examination and dance practice, but he was actually very tired every day, because he couldn't spend a lot of time on dance practice like a student in a professional dance school.

He squeezes out the time little by little. He has to get up and run in the morning to practice his physical fitness. It is also because of this that he has to hurry to the classroom every day. The loss outweighs the gain.

This was the reason why he was angry today, but Li Shi'an didn't know the reason, he just felt that Shen Yan was too arrogant.

Seeing that Li Shi'an didn't speak, Shen Yan thought that the matter of making up lessons had collapsed, so he packed up his things and left without saying a word.

After going out, he started to wander aimlessly in the community. Today is Saturday, and Fu Youcheng is basically at home when he is not at work. He doesn't want to go back. The dance school is full on weekends, and it won't be vacant until [-] pm. For the time being I can't go either.

Sitting on the chair in the community, Shen Yan remembered that he hadn't done his political homework yet, but he felt like he was writing homework on the chair, and he really looked like a homeless person. Curious glances.

There are always children playing and playing in the swimming pool on weekends, so it is not suitable to go.

With his elbows resting on his legs, he rubbed his face heavily with both hands. The boy's bent back was tense, with an indescribable sense of depression.

He is an impeccable child in the eyes of his teachers, and an unmatched top student in the eyes of his classmates, but none of these can change the fact that he is homeless.

Originally, this afternoon was supposed to be spent at Li Shi'an's house, but Shen Yan regretted it. What he just said was too serious. He felt that he had always been like this, and he was not very good at talking.

Although Li Shi'an is not good at basic courses, a person who doesn't listen to lectures or read books and can stay in the top [-] of his grade is not stupid.After two days of make-up lessons for him, Shen Yan found that the guy was actually very smart, he was just being lazy, but if he listened to lectures and took notes in class, the process of making up lessons would be easy soon, but...

There is no more, although Shen Yan was angry with himself for being outspoken, he was even more angry with Li Shi'an, a bastard who was superior to others regardless of his own and external conditions, but was ignorant and incompetent.

Shen Yan has always maintained the posture of propping his legs, his forearms naturally hung down from his knees, he stared at his toes, and saw an ant passing by his white sneakers, suddenly a drop of water fell, and the ant Struggling for a while, turned over and continued to climb forward, and then the second drop of water fell, three drops, four drops...more and more.

It was raining, Shen Yan smiled wryly, God always had trouble with him, he kicked over an empty soda can beside his feet, but he didn't get up to leave, but raised his face and let the rain wash over his face.

This kind of rainy day always darkened quickly, when Shen Yan left in the afternoon, he told Qu Ya that he was taking tutoring with a classmate, but he didn't say that this classmate lived next door.

In all these years, Qu Ya has never heard of Shen Yan having a relationship with any classmate. She was very happy to hear this, and she stuffed a box of washed and cut fruits into his schoolbag, and told him to come back early for dinner at night. .

Shen Yan still had to go to Fu Youcheng's house in the end, he was already drenched, how should he explain to Qu Ya why he didn't borrow an umbrella from his classmates?

He hesitated between the two excuses of "I forgot on the bus" and "I lost the door when I went to the supermarket to buy something", then took a deep breath and pushed the door of Fu Youcheng's house.

Fu Youcheng in a suit and leather shoes was sitting at the dining table, crossing his legs and looking down at a magazine. He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and his hair was meticulous.

As soon as he heard the sound of the door opening, he raised his head, and smiled stiffly at Shen Yan: "You're back?" Then he lowered his head again, as if he didn't see that the child was already drenched.

This man doesn't like him. From the first time he met Shen Yan, he knew that he didn't feel the need to respond to this cold greeting. He took off his shoes and half-wet socks and walked to the living room. When I got a dazzling rose, I couldn't move.

Qu Ya, who was still busy in the kitchen, came out. She had just finished cooking the last dish, and while undoing her apron, she was arranging her long curly hair, which she had put a lot of effort into.

Qu Ya is only 34 years old this year. She has a curvy figure with her apron off. She is a delicate and thin woman. Her skin is delicate and firm without any wrinkles. Her facial features are exquisite and beautiful, and she looks elegant and gentle.

As soon as she saw her son standing in the living room drenched, Qu Ya stepped forward and said with concern, "You're back? Why did you get drenched like this? Go get a towel and wipe your hair. Mom will find you a change of clothes." Go upstairs to get clothes.

Shen Yan looked at the bouquet of red roses and remained motionless.

"Your mother is so beautiful today," when Qu Ya's footsteps disappeared from the stairs, Fu Youcheng suddenly said while flipping through the magazine, Shen Yan didn't understand what he meant, and then Fu Youcheng slid the phone off the table Standing in front of Shen Yan, he asked meaningfully, "You think so?"

On the phone was a photo of a couple with a red background, the color was more dazzling than the roses on the table, Shen Yan felt it was hard to breathe, he rushed to the bathroom on the first floor as if fleeing, turned on the faucet, but his mind went blank and he didn't know what to do, so he simply Just let the water just flow.

"Uncle Fu said to celebrate, mom made some dishes." At some time, Qu Ya was already standing outside the bathroom door, holding Shen Yan's clothes in her hand, with a helpless expression on her face.

"You can just celebrate, there's no need to call me." Shen Yan took the clothes, left the astonished Qu Ya and ran back upstairs.

Close the door, stand on the door and look at this room with the same layout as Li Shian's next door. There is only one bed and one wardrobe in the room. Compared with Li Shian's room, there is one less desk and those messy pictorials, but this is missing. Two things made it feel more like a casually furnished guest room in this moderately luxurious house.

Qu Ya said that she wanted to add a desk to make it easier for him to do his homework, but Shen Yan didn't want it, so Qu Ya discussed with Fu Youcheng about moving here for several days. It was just a desk, and Fu Youcheng bought it long ago if he wanted to. .

It doesn't matter if you don't buy it, except for the necessary things, Shen Yan doesn't want to owe people too much.He bought a simple computer desk for homework, the kind that can be placed on the bed, and a small desk lamp, but a 1.8-meter person curled up on the bed looks really cramped.

There was a knock on the door, Shen Yan had just changed and Qu Ya had already knocked on the door and came in, she leaned on the door and asked, "Aren't you hungry?"

"Not hungry." Shen Yan answered while putting the small table on the bed, and took out the unfinished political homework from his schoolbag.

Qu Ya came in and closed the door with her backhand, and said with a hesitant look: "Aren't you reluctant for me to go with Uncle Fu..."

Shen Yan threw the political textbook he just took out on the bed, and angrily interrupted Qu Ya: "I don't want to, but aren't you tied?"

"He promised mom to send you to study abroad." Qu Ya suddenly threw out this sentence, as if she was persuaded by this reason, and felt that Shen Yan should also be persuaded.

Her voice was soft and weak, but it could penetrate Shen Yan's chest and hit him hard in the heart.

Shen Yan sat on the bed dejectedly, grabbed his hair with one hand, and spread the other hand: "So you made the choice for me? But you know that I don't like this place, and you don't want to study abroad."

"What nonsense? You are so good, you deserve the best, and your mother will try to give you the best," Qu Ya's voice was still gentle, but she couldn't help saying. She walked a few steps closer and sat on the bed with one hand Stopping Shen Yan's broad shoulders, "Xiaoyan, maybe you're just not used to it, you can take this place as your home. This will be your mother's home and your home from now on."

Shen Yan sneered: "This will never be my home."

"You child...why are you so stubborn?"

Shen Yan brushed away Qu Ya's hand on his shoulder and said, "Why am I so stubborn, Mom, don't you know?"

Qu Ya's face became ugly.

When Shen Yan followed Qu Ya to the first man's house, that man was polite in front of Qu Ya, but he turned around and told Shen Yan that he didn't like children touching his things, and the expression on his face when he spoke was the same as When Qu Ya was there, she looked completely different.

Shen Yan was only five years old at that time, and he didn't dare to walk around the room or touch anything. He was nervous and restrained, and often sat on the stool for an entire afternoon.

Once when Qu Ya was not at home, the man took it out on him because of a radio that broke for some unknown reason, and viciously called him a fool. He also said that everything in the house belonged to him, the stool Shen Yan sat on, and even the bed he slept on.

Shen Yan thought, maybe it's not that he doesn't like children touching his things, he just doesn't like children, or maybe he just doesn't like other people's children.

Qu Ya broke up with that man because she refused to have another child, Shen Yan breathed a sigh of relief, but soon they moved into the second man's home, the second man didn't say he didn't want him to touch things at home, but he always believed in Boys should be diligent, he will let Shen Yan do housework, and Qu Ya has no objection to this.

Later, Shen Yan took care of a lot of housework during the breaks between his culture classes and ballet studies, and the men began to say that boys need to be poor, and Qu Ya never bought new clothes for Shen Yan except for ballet shoes. It grows very fast, Shen Yan will never forget what it feels like to wear short clothes in the cold winter.

Later, the man said that ballet is very expensive and costly, and being a woman is not something boys should learn, so Qu Ya took Shen Yan and moved out of that house.

Then the third and the fourth... There are always such and other problems. Shen Yan has drawn up his own safe range during moving again and again. That range is a circle. The safe ones are all places outside the home, and the unsafe ones is home.

Those people regarded him as Qu Ya's drag, as a burden, they only wanted Qu Ya, and they were full of perfunctory to him.

Shen Yan always thought that Qu Ya liked these men, so he would endure even if he didn't want to, but now he knew that Qu Ya didn't care whether she liked it or not, she did it for herself, Shen Yan suddenly felt a feeling of saying no. I don't know if it's because of Qu Ya, herself, or the matter itself.

He couldn't accept it for a while, his heart was filled with unspeakable mania, but he couldn't find an outlet.

There was a knock on the door, and before anyone in the room could respond, Ying Youcheng pushed the door in and said, "Xiaoya, what's the matter? The food is getting cold, and I look at Xiaoyan with a bad face, are you feeling unwell?"

Hearing these words, Shen Yan suddenly turned his face away.

Qu Ya got up and greeted him with a smile on her face and said, "I feel uncomfortable after being exposed to the rain, let him sleep for a while, and leave some food for him."

Fu Youcheng nodded and went out first, Qu Ya looked back at Shen Yan, sighed and said: "What mother fights for you is necessary for you, you will understand one day."