he is a transparent person

The fireworks were still going off outside the window, but the Xie family was so quiet that no human voice could be heard.

After being "invited" out by Jiang's family, Xie Zhijin returned home with his parents in silence. Seeing that his parents hesitated to speak, he took the lead in breaking the silence, "Mom and Dad, you can ask whatever you want."

Xie Zhijin has been very assertive since he was a child. These years, Xie's parents have not interfered much with his choices. Now that he has an anxiety disorder, no matter how angry his parents are, they try their best to suppress their anger at this time.

Father Xie frowned, sat down, and tried to make sense of it with emotion, "Zhijin, we know that you and Jiang Yao have a good relationship, but this matter is not trivial, I hope you can calm down and think about it." , don't mistake a good relationship for...you have seen your Aunt Jiang's attitude just now, if you insist on this, our two families will really have no peace."

Xie Zhijin's eyelashes were half drooping, and he said calmly, "I will ask Uncle Jiang and Aunt Jiang to agree."

He used words like begging, which shows how deep his obsession is.

Father Xie saw that Huairou's line could not be achieved, so he changed his mind and said forcefully, "Then if we don't agree, do you still want to fight against us?"

Xie Zhijin didn't take it seriously, and quietly didn't answer, but he also told his parents silently that no matter who objected, he would not change his mind - even if he disagreed, he would find other ways to be with Jiang Yao.

Father Xie was furious, "You bastard, I have raised you for so many years for nothing."

Xie Zhijin was neither annoyed nor angry, just stating the facts, "If you raised me to manipulate my life, then it would be better to raise a kitten and puppy, maybe they will be more obedient than me."

His words were really ruthless, Father Xie stood up with a hoot, his face turned blue with anger.

Xie Zhijin stood up straight with a pale face, and his hands hanging by his side trembled slightly - he was born with apathy, even if he was not very close to his parents, but his parents gave him a good life for more than [-] years, he may not feel comfortable saying these words, but If he made any concessions, the chances of him and Jiang Yao would be one less.

Remove as many obstacles as there are, that's all.

The father and son were in unprecedented tension, and suddenly Xie Zhijin's trembling hands were held by a pair of soft hands.

Xie Zhijin seemed to be wrapped in a pool of warm water. He lowered his eyes and met his mother's red eyes, "Zhijin, have you ever thought that saying such things will hurt your parents' hearts?"

Xie Zhijin pursed her lips, a soreness flowed from her heart, and her complexion became paler and paler.

Mother Xie patted the back of his hand, and said to Father Xie, who was still angry, "It's late at night, let the child go to bed first, if you have anything to say, we can talk about it tomorrow."

Father Xie's chest heaved, "Just let him get used to it, I don't think he has some kind of anxiety disorder, but his brain is broken."

That's what he said, but to avoid Xie Zhijin's illness, Xie's father didn't say any more angry words, and walked quickly to the room angrily.

As soon as Xie's father left, Xie's mother got up and said, "Have you not taken the medicine for tonight? Go and take it."

Xie Zhijin hummed, then frowned slightly puzzled.

"Why, don't you just say a few words about you, are you still not happy?" Mother Xie had tears in her eyes, "Actually, I couldn't accept it when I first learned about your affairs, but your father and your aunt Jiang Shujiang don't support you. I am also like them, so the road for the two of you is really difficult... Although I don't quite understand what is going on with you and Jiang Yao, but Jiang Yao is a good boy, you are good, I'm relieved."

"You said that we raised you to manipulate you, and don't you see that you can be manipulated by others? You are talking nonsense."

Mother Xie said, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and urged Xie Zhijin to take the medicine.

Xie Zhijin was rarely moved by foreign affairs, but at this moment he seemed to understand what the so-called mother-child bond was all about, his Adam's apple rolled, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Mom, thank you."

"Mother and son, thank you, your illness will get better soon..."

Before he could speak, the doorbell of Xie's house rang suddenly, and Jiang's mother knocked on the door outside, calling Xie's mother's name.

Xie Zhijin and his mother looked at each other, and hurried to open the door.

Mother Jiang looked anxious outside the door, and she didn't care who appeared in front of her, panting, "Has Xiaoyao been here?"

Mother Xie followed and asked, "What happened?"

Jiang's mother was supported by Jiang's father, and regretted, "I said a few more words to him and he ran out, and he didn't answer the phone. He didn't even wear a coat in such a cold day. He's not here, so he can go where?"

As soon as the words fell, Xie Zhijin found out his mobile phone and called Jiang Yao.

Xie's mother hurriedly said, "Come in first, let's think about where Xiaoyao might go, if we can't go out together to look for it, it's so late, he shouldn't go far."

There was a harsh notification sound from the other end of the phone, but Jiang Yao's voice was still not heard.

Father Xie came out of the room and saw the chaos in the room, and asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

Jiang's parents entered the gate, but Xie Zhijin walked out without even changing his shoes.

Father Xie said, "Where did you go out at night?"

Xie Zhijin disappeared from everyone's sight without looking back.

—

Jiang Yao was sitting in a pavilion by the river near the community. He was only wearing two pieces of clothes. Although the sweater was thick, it couldn't resist the chill in such a noisy night. After a while, his hands and feet were cold, and he huddled himself into a ball on the wooden bench. keep warm.

The phone with He Ming has been connected all the time. He was so cold that his teeth were trembling, and he stopped crying after a long time. He searched for nearby hotels according to what He Ming said, but unfortunately tonight is New Year's Eve, and most of the small hotels are closed. His family was also nearly four kilometers away from Jiang Yao.

He couldn't get a taxi, so he moved his stiff hands and feet and slowly followed the navigation in the cold wind.

There was no one outside, and the night was frighteningly dark. Fortunately, He Ming kept talking to him, dispelling his panic.

He Ming contacted a friend to borrow a car, and drove to find Jiang Yao overnight, and it took about five and a half hours to arrive.

Jiang Yao tucked his hands into his sweater and stuck his phone to his ear.

"Don't walk too slowly, you can also jog, you go to the hotel to sleep first, and you will see me at dawn."

"Think about what to eat tomorrow morning."

"You spent the first day of this year's new calendar and lunar calendar with me."

"I'll take you back to my house tomorrow, okay?"

Jiang Yao said in a low voice, "Okay."

He no longer cried, his face was blown dry by the wind, like a piece of skin sticking to it, very uncomfortable.

Jiang Yao walked for almost an hour before arriving at the hotel exhausted.

Taking the electronic ID card to open the room, Jiang Yao still felt like he was dreaming after sitting in the warm room.

He never thought that one day he would really run away from home. It's not that he didn't have such thoughts when he was a child, but every time he just gave up after thinking about it, this time he dared to run away because of his brain. If he hesitated for two more seconds, he would not be able to do such a bold act for him.

After learning his address and room number, He Ming instructed, "Don't think too much, just sleep first."

The cold wind has been blowing for too long, Jiang Yao's whole body is chaotic, lying on the bed, he even finds it difficult to move, he knows that his parents must be looking for him now, but he dare not even listen to his parents' phone calls.

If he is found, he will be scolded bloody again, right?

Jiang Yao nervously hung up the call with He Ming, and was about to turn off the phone directly, but Xie Zhijin's phone bounced in.

Seemingly aware that he was not busy, Xie Zhijin quickly cut off the call and sent him a message instead.

"I know you're watching."

"Jiang Yao, answer the phone."

"Let's go back and face something."

"Every word I said today was true."

Ten seconds later, Xie Zhijin sent, "Can you give me a chance to like you?"

Jiang Yao's eyes began to blur again, and with a snap, tears fell on the screen.

He covered his face and cried so hard that he couldn't help himself, but he didn't have the courage to go back and face the messy situation.

His parents' questioning, Xie Zhijin's illness, his entanglement with Xie Zhijin...everything made him feel stressed.

He just wanted to do nothing and get a good night's sleep.

When he wakes up, he will see He Ming who makes him feel at ease. Except for He Ming, he doesn't want to see anyone at present, even Xie Zhijin.

Jiang Yao sobbed and replied to Xie Zhijin, "I'm fine, I want to be alone."

After sending the message, he turned off the machine, fell on the bed and breathed heavily, cried for too long, his mind was like a puddle of paste, no matter how many things were hidden in his heart, he fell asleep staring blankly past.

—

All the messages Xie Zhijin sent in the past were lost, and Jiang Yao turned off the phone and lost contact completely.

At two o'clock in the morning, he was standing on the deserted street, and the frosty wind kept pouring into his ears, like a broken string, making a hoarse and ugly hissing sound back and forth.

His temple throbbed violently.

His mother called to ask him if he had found Jiang Yao, and he told the truth that he had contacted him.

"That's good, that's good," Mother Xie breathed a sigh of relief, and said again, "Since this is the case, let's come back first, Jiang Yao is not a child anymore, he has a sense of size."

Xie Zhijin remained silent.

"Your Aunt Jiang was terribly worried. Fortunately, nothing happened. It's too late. I'll see you tomorrow..."

"Mom," Xie Zhijin interrupted his mother, "you should rest first."

As he spoke, he turned off the phone without waiting for his mother to respond.

His hands trembled uncontrollably again, and even breathing became difficult. Xie Zhijin supported the wall, his chest heaved greatly, and it took a few minutes before he barely recovered.

Walking through the familiar streets, scenes from the past emerged.

He and Jiang Yao had to go through this road when they came home from school. Every time Jiang Yao stood beside him, and when he didn't speak, Jiang Yao would chatter non-stop. As long as he turned his eyes, he would definitely see Jiang Yaocan The bright eyes, like the scorching sun, are also like twinkling sparks, filled with unceasing heat.

Sometimes he walked too fast, and Jiang Yao, who was behind, would call him anxiously, "Xie Zhijin, walk slowly, wait for me."

He kept walking, but slowed down unknowingly.

Jiang Yao trotted to catch up, panting, "Why are you walking so fast?"

Wait for me--

Xie Zhijin turned his head suddenly, only the raging north wind was screaming in the dark street, and Jiang Yao's smiling face was nowhere to be seen.

A bloody gash was gouged out of his heart, and he finally realized that the figure who had followed him in the past no longer followed his footsteps unconditionally.

Jiang Yao's laughter echoed in his ears, "Next time if you don't wait for me, I'll leave by myself."

The jokes come true.

He was the one who lost Jiang Yao.

Three ways

He walks, he chases, they are all hard to fly~~