waste heat

Cheng Yan wanted to ask his father to stop, but the road conditions did not allow it, and the rain was heavy. Zhao Yibai hurried past with an umbrella under his nose, and soon disappeared into a shop. Cheng Yan looked up. Look, it's an Internet cafe.

Strange, Zhao Yibai never goes to Internet cafes, they are not interested in video games, and isn't Zhao Yibai's aunt sick?He is...

Cheng Yan couldn't figure it out, so he called Zhao Yibai while sitting in the car.

The phone was connected, but no one answered, Cheng Yan wondered if Zhao Yibai didn't pay attention, he waited for a while, until the phone automatically hung up, Cheng Yan called again, still no one answered , he stared at the phone in a daze, and Cheng Yan responded perfunctorily to his father's question.

Whether the call was answered or not, Cheng Yan gave up, and was dragged home obediently by his father.

Cheng Yan was very surprised to find his mother as soon as he entered the door, as did his father. He said to his mother who was cleaning the table, "Eh? Don't you work overtime today?"

"How can I increase it every day." The mother glanced at her husband and son, and asked Cheng Yan's situation, "Where did you go?"

"I played with my friends for a while longer," Cheng Yan said.

The old mother came over to pick up her husband's clothes, hung them on the hanger, and looked at Cheng Yan coldly, "You don't know how to go home if you are too ambitious?"

Dad said on the side: "He is with Song Yu."

"Song Yu?" Mom's face immediately eased, "Didn't you go to work professionally?"

"It's not long since I came back." Cheng Yan said.

"Then you don't want people to come and sit at home?" My mother accused, every time at this time, Cheng Yan would suspect that he was picked up in the trash can, calling Tian Tian should not call the ground ineffective.

"Why are you calling people over at night? It's raining so much." Cheng Yan fell on the sofa after changing his shoes.

"I think people dislike you. Everyone has entered the CBA, but you can't make it to the school team." The mother said exactly what she said, and she was merciless when talking about Cheng Yan, which once made Cheng Yan suspect that Song Yu was his mother. biological.

"Oh mom," Cheng Yan said dumbly, "Our school team is different. Do you really think it's a joke?"

"How did that man Song Yu get in? After all, you still can't do it."

"Then..." Cheng Yan was choked up, "Everyone is good at something, and it doesn't matter if everyone can join the school team."

"Then what are you good at? You can't take care of yourself if you can fall in a sports meeting? You are so tall and have poor physical fitness." My mother's complaints were so sharp that Cheng Yan's ears were dimmed, and he couldn't refute up.

"I was sprained. I sprained my mother. I didn't fall." Cheng Yan argued, "And why do you always compare me with Song Yu? He is two years ahead of me, shouldn't he be better than me?"

"So you can get me into the CBA in the third year of high school?"

"I didn't say that." Cheng Yan said.

"Promise." Mom rolled his eyes at him, walked to the sofa and gave Cheng Yan a slap, her mouth full of disdain, "Get up, I'll hang out with your dad every day."

Cheng Yan sat up, and his mother took the apron that was pressed by him, tied it on her body, and planned to make dinner, "What do you want to eat?"

"Do you have that little mushroom? The one you fried yesterday." Cheng Yan took a bite.

The mother rolled up her sleeves, she had a face that was clearly in her prime, but it stinks to death, Cheng Yan knew that as soon as this other's child came out, there would be no good for him.

His mother shielded him, the lover of his dreams, and didn't hide it in a subtle way.

"Come here and give me a hand."

Cheng Yan followed him in, he couldn't cook, he could only wash vegetables, which was dishonest, his mother who had expected him to learn how to cook couldn't stand it anymore, and kicked him out of the kitchen, Cheng Yan did some washing The stove for washing is full of water, and the movement is too big.

"Look at you like this, some girl will follow you in the future."

Cheng Yan was lying in front of the kitchen door, looking at his mother cautiously with his head, "Zhao Yibai also doesn't know how to cook."

His mother scolded him and said: "At least a person is honest and reliable, just look at you."

"I'll go, Mom, be honest? What misunderstanding do you have about Master Bai?" Cheng Yan's three views exploded.

My mother didn't follow his wishes, she always picked his thorns at her fingertips, completely different from Cheng Yan's groping method, she completely controlled the right to speak, "Girls nowadays are not as stupid as us, everyone likes a man who lives at home and can cook It's also a bonus item, you can learn more for me."

"Mom, why do you always think that I can't find someone?" Cheng Yan flipped his bangs, "I still have an acre of land in school."

Cheng Yan couldn't bear the death stare from his mother in the kitchen, so he turned around and ran away, not bothering her old man at the door.

By the way, Cheng Yan used to be very favored, so where did he go and where did he get compliments on how good-looking he was?His mother didn't worry about his life-long affairs at that time. Anyone who saw Cheng Yan proposed to make a baby kiss or something. It turned out to be a common occurrence. Cheng's mother didn't believe it when she heard that her child was fighting for the first time. It was not until she saw it with her own eyes that she saw the coffin.

Since then, his mother's attitude towards him has changed, and the more specific reason is because of Song Yu. After Song Yu came home, his behavior and face are highly in line with his mother's taste. Compared with Cheng Yan, he is like a vegetable market. The dead fish that no one wants to buy is definitely not as likable as Song Yu, who is lively and will make trouble, but no matter how good he is, Cheng Yan really wonders if his mother is in love with Song Yu.

"Mom, can we have a cat?" Suddenly, Cheng Yan mentioned this, and the cat in the alley was still in his mind. Cheng Yan seized the opportunity and wanted to ask.

It's just that the result is still not working.

"It's troublesome to raise you, and you still have a cat?" The voice from the kitchen was not loud, but extremely insulting. Cheng Yan picked up the snake fruit in the fruit plate, and took a bite bitterly.

After dinner in the evening, the whole family lined up to take a bath, Cheng Yanneng waited, it didn't bother him, his father was even better, the sloppy one didn't want to wash at all, and was slapped into the bathroom by his mother, usually the mother washes first, and then Cheng Yan, and his father, not today, today is mom and dad together, hearing the sound of water in the bathroom, Cheng Yan suddenly felt that he was very redundant.

There is not much space in the house, the three of them can barely stretch their legs, and the wedding photos of their parents are hanging in the living room. I have to say that Cheng Yan's mother is very charming. The old office workers still can't stand it, and my mother's face is not as immature as in the photo.

Cheng Yan's parents got married very early, and his mother got married in her teens, and she was just an adult. In the photo, she was still very young, her face was tender and red, and her shyness was reflected on the girl's face, which made the girl look more youthful.

It was not easy for his mother and his father. In order to give their family a good place to live, they worked hard. In the first few years when the house was sold, they took Cheng Yan back. Cheng Yan was raised by his grandmother when he was a child, and his parents had been working outside. , moved here after going to school, and was very good when she was placed at grandma's house, but doted on by grandma, her personality gradually became a bit wild.

Although the current life is not rich and powerful, it can also be called a well-off life. His father has been promoted to an executive, and his salary is enough for the family's expenses.

Sometimes facing this new house with an expensive price but a very small space, Cheng Yan is suspicious of life. So many people spend most of their lives busy for such a cold building that can't stretch their legs but has a face, and dies day after day. , Going to work year after year, is it worth it?

In contrast, he still prefers his grandma's courtyard. Although the transportation is inconvenient, the tile-roofed houses are not beautiful, and the safety is not enough, but it can let him have fun, let him have fun, and it will not be his mother when he returns home. The faces he doesn't want to see are those cute cats and dogs who like him and wag their tails wildly at him.

People like Cheng Yan who are prone to grow grass miss the days of living with grandma. There is not so much pressure from all aspects.

Cheng Yan was reminiscing about the past days, when a call came from his cell phone, it was Zhao Yibai, who had never been answered.

Cheng Yan quickly picked up, thinking he would hear what Zhao Yibai said, but he just asked indifferently: "Did you call me? Several."

Cheng Yan said, "Well, you didn't answer."

Zhao Yibai: "I'm busy, I didn't see it, what's the matter?"

Cheng Yan said: "It's okay, seeing that you didn't come today and there is no news, I'm afraid something might happen."

"I'm fine, I'm angry with the old class," Zhao Yibai paused, and said with a heavy breath, "I can't go to class these days, but the school team tryout seems to be in these few days?"

"Yes, next Tuesday."

"Is it early?"

"Yeah." Cheng Yan wanted to say what Song Yu said, but he thought about Song Yu's image in Zhao Yibai's eyes, forget it, why did he start a fight?

Zhao Yibai rubbed his head and said, "Alright, I'll try to be there next Tuesday."

"Hey Yibai," Cheng Yan hurriedly called to him, afraid that he would hang up the phone, he hurriedly asked, "What have you been up to lately?"

Zhao Yibai said: "I'm at my aunt's house, did I tell you?"

"Well..." Cheng Yan said, but he saw him appearing near the school today. It was strange. Cheng Yan just wanted to ask what happened to Zhao Yibai. He quickly said that he was busy, and hung up before Cheng Yan could respond. On the phone, Cheng Yan stared blankly at the phone alone.

The call interface was over, and the two of them were on the phone for less than 3 minutes, coming and going in a hurry, and Cheng Yan didn't ask anything.

The door of the bathroom opened, and my parents came out from inside. Seeing that Cheng Yan was still sitting on the sofa, my mother urged him to quickly find clothes and go in. Cheng Yan said right away, wait a minute, and sent his mother away .

He walked to the window and looked through the address book, but he still couldn't find the number he wanted. His mother's urging voice was behind his ears, and Cheng Yan's right eye was staring at the rainy night. He quickly changed his shoes, and confessed inside, "Mom, I'm going out for a while."

Taking down the umbrella that was still dripping, Cheng Yan rushed out the door.

My mother came out on her heels, but there was no one in the living room. Cheng's mother said to herself, "This child..."

Zhao Yibai's house was a little far away from him but not very far away. Cheng Yan ran fast, carrying a flashlight, and rushed straight to Zhao Yibai's residential area. The water was deep in the rainy night, and his trouser legs were quickly splashed wet. There is no dry place behind the calf, and there is no way to wait for the elevator at this point, Cheng Yan climbed upstairs, exhausted and out of breath, he stopped at the door of Zhao Yibai's house, frantically ringing the doorbell, which sounded very impolite.

After a while someone came to open the door, it was Zhao Yibai's father, Cheng Yan hurriedly asked, "Uncle, where is Yibai?"

"Cheng Yan?" Dad Zhao looked at Cheng Yan who was covered in water, "What's wrong with you?"

"Leave me alone, where did Yibai go?" Cheng Yan asked anxiously, with a little accent.

Zhao's father said: "Yi Bai went to his aunt's house, his aunt is sick, so Yi Bai went to see her."

"Then can you give me the address of his aunt's house?"

Zhao's father was surprised and surprised, "It's okay, but it's quite far away. Is there any big deal for you to find Bai?"

"Yes, I'm going to see him now, Uncle, please give me the address." Cheng Yan was anxious like a mad rabbit. Dad Zhao didn't dare to delay the matter. Cheng Yan was in a hurry and didn't explain the matter clearly. He left, leaving Zhao's father frowning at his back.

Sure enough, the address of Zhao Yibai's aunt's house is on the side of their school, so close, Zhao Yibai still couldn't get away, Cheng Yan took a taxi on the road, it was difficult, and it took a long time, and there were parents in the process He hung up the phone call.

After 10 minutes, the master finally took the order. Cheng Yan was exhausted waiting for the car. As soon as the car came, he got into it. Using an inappropriate analogy, it is easy to make people think that their father died at home.

"Go to Master Nanjie," Cheng Yan closed the car door, speaking quickly, "Can we get there in 10 minutes?"

The master was searching for navigation and said, "Let me take a look."

After a while the master started the car: "It should be about the same, fasten your seat belt."

Cheng Yan hasn't developed the good habit of wearing a seat belt when entering the car, mainly because he hasn't gotten used to his good life, and he doesn't ride in the car often.

He pulled the seat belt buckle on, and because of his impatience, he failed to find the right hole several times.

He shouldn't have had any doubts, but he saw Zhao Yibai entering the Internet cafe, which was a very abnormal thing. In addition, when Aunt Zhao Yibai was ill, he ran to the Internet cafe and avoided talking about it Cheng Yan was worried about what he was doing.

Zhao Yibai seldom hides anything from him, it can be said that he has never done so, but with Cheng Yan's keen sense of smell for Zhao Yibai, he soon smelled the abnormal aura on his body, something must have happened.

Must be something bad.