Queen's younger brother of online games

The strong wind howled outside the door, and I could hear it through the doors and windows. Perhaps because of my mood, I always felt sad and sobbing.

It was very quiet outside the door, not because of the night, but it had been very quiet all the time. Since he came back that day and was beaten up by his father, the family seemed to have hidden a landmine. Everyone spoke carefully.

Sometimes they will suddenly curse, but their voices are restrained, and they dare not mention some things. Lu Yuan has seen Lu's mother wipe tears countless times, and Lu's father can't speak when he sees him angrily. Lu Yuan knows what they are thinking.

In fact, just like myself, I really want to talk frankly, but Lu Yuan’s parents may still have no experience of talking with their children or are ashamed to mention this matter, and they have been hesitant to speak.

And Lu Yuan himself didn't know, but he could be sure of one thing, his family would never agree to his current injury and the confiscated mobile wallet.

Lu Yuan lay on the bed and couldn't sleep. He dug out the discarded mobile phone under the bed, which he found a few days ago.

His mother had seen it before, but she didn't say anything, she just looked at it without any trace. Lu Yuan knew that they were worried about their connection with Mo Jian, but they were actually thinking too much.

With the most realistic problem in front of him, Lu Yuan couldn't think of anything to say about his relationship with Mo Jian now.

It's just that his heart is always anxious and unbearable, and when he thinks of something puffing into his chest, he suddenly sinks down for some reason, and his whole body is weak.

At first, he thought it was the sequelae of his car accident, but after Lu's father took him to check, nothing happened, and his father thought that something was wrong with him.

Opened Weibo, the latest comment was full of young fanboys, flipping through to find an ugly cup.

Lu Yuan thought of Mo Jianzhi's uncontrollable expression that day when he saw it, but he also put it solemnly on the desk in the study. Every time he watched him work seriously and drink from this cup, he felt a sense of joy that didn't fit. The state of mind at that time was extremely happy.

There were various comments, some said it was cute, some said it was ugly and cute, and some people asked him if he gave it to his girlfriend. Lu Yuan stared at one of the latest comments.

Smile like a strong sun: You are in good health, don't read.

Lu Yuan flipped through it again, there was nothing else except this one, and he was the only one who clicked on Weibo to follow. He probably already knew who it was.

On this Weibo, it was still the same sentence, which really didn't look like Mo Jianzhi's style.

He thought about it and still didn't know how to reply, so he put it there.

It will be Chinese New Year in one month, and the girls at the door of the house have also returned home one after another. Lu Yuan's parents began to arrange blind dates for him. They avoided talking about those things, trying to whitewash the peace.

Lu Yuan didn't resist, and cooperated with people every day, but his enthusiasm and vigor in the past were only exhausted now, and the two girls who came felt his perfunctory.

After several failed attempts, Dad Lu was completely angry, and he threw a tantrum at dinner:

"What the hell do you want to do!"

Lu Yuan bowed his head and fiddled with the food in the bowl without answering. Seeing him like this, Lu's father became even more angry. He picked up the stool and threw it at him. Lu's mother screamed in fright. Wear it thick, otherwise you will definitely have to scrape off a piece of flesh, but even so, Lu Yuan still feels a dull pain in his back from being hit, and it will probably turn purple in a while.

The concierge in my hometown was not so responsive. The neighbor on the opposite side knocked on the wall and shouted:

"What are you doing in your house? It's so loud!"

Father Lu said: "It's okay, the child is a bit naughty, I'll teach him a lesson."

"Then you can't hit people, Xiao Yuan is so old!"

Father Lu said perfunctorily that it was all right, put down the broom in his hand, sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette and smoked vigorously, his face was wrinkled with sorrow, and in a short while there were a few more cigarette butts on the ground.

Who says that time does not favor people, some people are only 30 years old and their hair is gray, and some people are over [-] years old, but they are only spiritually and materially rich.

Lu Yuan felt the familiar blood roar, and he opened his mouth:

"dad……"

With just this one word, Dad Lu seemed to know what he was going to say, and suddenly got up and said:

"If you don't like it, don't look for it. You are still young anyway. Go to work with your uncle in the next year. If you don't have the right mind, you can't do anything well. You should learn from others."

Lu Yuan watched him go to the room, and Lu's mother cleaned up the table and followed into the kitchen. The three of them looked at each other in silence, only decay and oldness remained. He was confused for a moment, did he destroy the house by himself?

When the new year was approaching, Qiu Jia and Song Yu also came back. Song Yu still hasn't forgiven him, but Qiu Jia came to see him when he learned that he was already at home.

When meeting Qiu Jia, she was taken aback by Lu Yuan's appearance:

"What's wrong with you?"

Lu Yuan was a little puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Qiu Jia pointed to Lu Yuan's eyes: "The dark circles under your eyes are almost comparable to those of American Baolai. It's only been a month since I last saw you. You look like you've just recovered from a serious illness."

Lu Yuan: "Is that an exaggeration?"

Qiu Jia clicked his tongue twice, and sat on the bed: "I really didn't mean you, did your aunt abuse you at home?"

Lu Yuan ignored him, Qiu Jia looked at the door and whispered:

"I went to look for you before, but there was no one in your family. I heard Brother Jiang said that Brother Mo was in a car accident and was hospitalized. Why did you come back?"

Lu Yuan's heart moved: "Is he still in the hospital?"

Qiu Jia nodded and said in surprise, "You don't know, I went to see him last time, and he was still lying on the bed. I heard that it will take half a year for Quan to recover. Why are you home now?"

Lu Yuan asked, "Who is taking care of him?"

Qiu Jia thought for a while: "The last time I went, there was only one man, but I had never seen him before. He seemed a bit like a foreigner, but he looked very familiar with Brother Mo. Wait..." Qiu Jia After talking about this meal, he looked at Lu Yuan sympathetically: "You and Brother Mo won't break up, right? That's Brother Mo's new..."

Lu Yuan admired his brain hole: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"That's good, that's good, I thought."

Lu Yuan thought about it for a while and guessed it was the one who went to Mo Jianzhi's house last time, but: "Didn't you accept it before, why are you worried about these things now?"

Qiu Jia sighed and said, "Then what can I do? You like me and there is nothing you can do. We have been friends for so many years, so if we can't, we will break up."

Lu Yuan asked, "Where is Song Yu?"

Qiu Jia smiled awkwardly, and said randomly: "Hey, that kid has a muscle in his head and can't turn around. Let's leave him alone. After a while, he will figure it out and take revenge, but I heard that this road is not easy. Ah, especially in our small place, what do you plan to do?"

Lu Yuan shook his head: "I don't know either."

"Ah?" Qiu Jia was stunned by his despondent expression, which is rare in a hundred years: "No way, you don't even know, could it be that you are planning to have fun? I don't think people like Brother Mo will play with you this?"

"Oh, did you come to me just to gossip? I'll hurt you if you're idle."

Lu Yuan was irritated and interrupted the topic, but unconsciously stood up and walked alone in the room, but Qiu Jia didn't like him:

"Let me tell you, Lu Yuan, if you don't plan to be with Big Brother Mo, break it up as soon as possible. If you really want to live a good life, you have many problems. Just think about what to do at home?"

Lu Yuan stopped: "What if they already know?"

"What?!" Qiu Jia quickly covered her frightened mouth, and whispered, "Auntie and the others know?"

Lu Yuan nodded helplessly, Qiu Jia said:

"No wonder you came back so early. When I first came up to look for you, my aunt's face was very strange. By the way, how did you tell them?"

Lu Yuan told him the whole story, Qiu Jia picked up his chin that fell on the floor, and gave Lu Yuan a thumbs up:

"You are awesome, if I were your father, I would definitely push you out of the window on the second floor."

Lu Yuan took the opportunity to look at the window on the second floor, but saw that it was the window paper that he and Mo Jianzhi had pasted on it last time. The situation at that time was still vivid before his eyes, and Lu Yuan was even more irritable.

He was like a jar full of gas, the constant impact and external pressure made him try to burst out and ignite everything, but the tightly twisted mouth of the bottle tightly blocked his mouth and nose, what made his breath I can't bring it up either.

Before leaving, Qiu Jia told him that no matter what decision he made, the two of them were still friends. Lu Yuan opened the window after he left, and the afternoon sun fell on his face gently, but the wind was as cold as a knife. He might be caught when he stretched out his hand. Shining in the sun, maybe cut by a sharp knife.