the moon in the attic

Yan Yang hasn't contacted Han Yu since he called him in the morning.

Han Yu went to the cafe where Yan Yang worked and asked, the boss said that Yan Yang called in the morning and quit his job.

The store manager took all the quarrel outside the cafe last night into his eyes, but she didn't say anything, and happily paid Yan Yang's salary.

Han Yu was also called by Li Dai to work in the shop that night

He usually has no expression, and his mood does not change, but this time everyone in the store can see that he is in a bad mood. Li Dai can vaguely guess that it has something to do with Yan Yang, but Han Yu doesn't say anything, and he has no way to speak.

It was grandma who asked.

She and Han Yu were both at Cheng Zhuo's side during the summer vacation. Before the summer vacation, Yan Yang didn't come here very often. The old lady regretted, "Why hasn't Yang Yang come these days? I haven't seen him for a long time."

"He works part-time." Han Yu said.

"Oh," the old lady said with emotion, "It looks like a child who can't bear hardships. I didn't expect to be so sensible."

Originally, she just said it unintentionally, but she didn't expect it to just poke Han Yu's heart.

Even grandma could tell that Yan Yang shouldn't suffer.

He is the young master of the family, and he should enjoy the blessings at any time. He is so afraid of the heat, and he takes the subway to go to a long distance to work every day, and he works until nine o'clock in the evening.

Yan Yang hasn't rested since the summer vacation. If it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't go out for the past two days, he would still be running upstairs and downstairs in the cafe. After get off work, he might be sleeping with Han Yu in the attic without air conditioning, waking up in the morning sweat.

Grandma didn't know that her casual words had aroused so many thoughts in Han Yu, so she still said to herself, "When he comes next time, tell me in advance, and I'll make soup for him."

Han Yu nodded, "Understood."

She looked at Han Yu, and seemed to have something else to say.

Han Yu waited for her for a while, seeing that she didn't speak, he took the initiative to ask, "What's wrong?"

The old lady looked nervous for a moment, and after a while, she asked in a low voice, "Who is that, have you been recently, have you been?"

Yu Huihui has been pregnant for more than eight months, and Han Zhiyong has never believed her, and she hasn't even made a phone call. She is still living in the rental house that Han Yu rented for them before.

Yu Huihui didn't seem to be completely careless, she had a bank card in her hand that Han Zhiyong didn't find out, but it was enough for daily expenses.

Although grandma said she didn't want to see her, she was a pregnant woman who lived outside by herself. After all, she was brought back by Han Zhiyong, and the child in her belly was innocent, so she went over to take a look occasionally.

One is old and one is pregnant, it is inconvenient to do anything, Han Yu doesn't want to care about it, and he can't really ignore it.

"When I came back yesterday, I went to change a tank of gas." Han Yu obviously didn't want to mention it.

Grandma knew that he was unhappy, but she still had to say something, "Your father... can't come back in a short time, and she should have another month at most..."

"Let her contact her family when the time comes," Han Yu said, "I have to go to class, so I don't have time to worry about him."

Grandma thought it was feasible, so Han Yu didn't say any more, and closed the door and went out.

Han Zhiyong really hasn't contacted his family since he ran away. Maybe he didn't dare, or maybe he was betting somewhere. If he didn't come back, Han Yu felt relaxed on the one hand, and on the other hand, he didn't know what to do. If it doesn't fall off, he won't be able to sleep well all day.

Perhaps all the bad things in the world go unnoticed, Han Yu has always known that misfortunes never come singly.

On the second day after Yan Yang broke up with him, he saw Han Zhiyong downstairs.

Han Zhiyong didn't show up for several months, and Han Yu didn't recognize him for a while.

His clothes were messy and his hair was very long. Because of the hot weather, his whole body smelled like he hadn't bathed for many days. When he saw Han Yu, he dodged reflexively, and then quickly came up to him.

His broken leg was funny when he ran, Han Yu looked at him with a cold face.

"Yuyu." Han Zhiyong called him that.

Han Yu could only feel a nausea and uncontrollable anger churning in his stomach, and he vented all the fear, worry, and anger of the past two days on the man in front of him.

Han Yu gritted his teeth tightly, and tried not to shake his fist, "You still dare to come back?"

"Yuyu, you..."

"Shut up." Han Yu said blankly, "Shut up!"

He raised his voice all of a sudden, grabbed Han Zhiyong by the collar, and dragged him to the wall like a dead dog, "How dare you come back?"

It was the time when the students were leaving school, and there were a lot of people downstairs. They gathered in twos and threes to watch their excitement, and some even raised their fingers to point.

With his back to them, Han Yu couldn't see the expressions of the crowd, and thought, look, let's see, Han Zhiyong is a joke, and so is Han Yu, they should be scolded by poking their spines.

Han Zhiyong's eyeballs protruded, and he looked at Han Yu tearfully, opened his mouth to yell, but then closed his mouth embarrassingly when he remembered why he came here.

"I ask, you tell." Han Yu said.

Han Zhiyong nodded, raised his hand and touched Han Yu's wrist, motioning for him to relax a bit, Han Yu shook him off in disgust, "Why did you come back?"

His voice was so cold that Han Zhiyong's expression changed, and he quickly put on a flattering expression, "Yuyu, help Dad again."

Although he had been mentally prepared for a long time, Han Yu still closed his eyes hard, gritted his teeth and said, "You are dreaming."

Han Zhiyong limped and followed him after he finished speaking, with a very low profile. He had never begged Han Yu like this before no matter how he caused trouble. Han Yu felt that he caused a lot of trouble this time.

"Yuyu," Han Zhiyong couldn't catch up with Han Yu, so he could only raise his voice, "This is the last time, I promise."

Han Yu couldn't bear it anymore and turned around, "Don't follow me anymore, or I will definitely do something."

"It's Yu Huihui," Han Zhiyong immediately said quickly, "That bitch lied to me when she climbed into my bed that he died. Now his in-laws have come and asked me to take 30 yuan, or they will beat me to death." , Yuyu, you..."

Han Yu frowned, his anger was rushing back and forth in his heart and throat, and a sense of powerlessness hit him instantly. His only thought now was to hope that Han Zhiyong would disappear, immediately, from his eyes, from this world.

Seeing that he didn't leave immediately, Han Zhiyong thought that things had turned around, and immediately said, "Dad knows you are capable, please help me one more time, you..."

Han Yu interrupted him and said coldly, "You wait to die."

He turned around to leave, but Han Zhiyong grabbed his arm again. Han Zhiyong hadn't cut his nails for a long time, so he scratched Han Yu's wrist directly.

He didn't let go, and begged, "Don't you have a classmate who is very rich? Go and tell him, he will definitely be willing to lend you money."

Han Yu looked at him incredulously, and after being stunned for a moment, asked, "What did you say?"

"It's called Yan Yang," Han Zhiyong said, "Third He told me all about it, last time it was..."

"Han Zhiyong!" Han Yu couldn't hold back his anger at all. He pushed Han Zhiyong away and asked in a low voice, "Have you lived enough?"

Han Zhiyong saw that begging was useless, so he stopped pretending, and his face, which looked almost like Han Yu's, was full of madness, "Do you really think I don't know what your relationship is? The old woman knows who you brought home Is it? Does it feel good to be fucked? Aren’t you filial? How about selling it again for your father?”

Han Yu stood where he was, listening to Han Zhiyong's obscene words and slandering Yan Yang, his rational defense completely collapsed, he looked around, and his eyes were fixed on a single wooden chair not far away.

"How about I go up and tell the old woman what her grandson is, or do you want me to go to school and tell Yan Yang's classmates?" Han Zhiyong smiled, "Isn't he very rich? If you ask, he will definitely help .”

Han Yu's mind was blank, and his eyes were a little out of focus. He was like a fish thrown ashore. He couldn't do anything except take a deep breath.

Only Han Zhiyong's disgusting lips were left in front of him, and his eardrums were filled with various noises. Sometimes someone called him, and sometimes there were sharp shouts.

"Han Yu!"

Han Yu paused, sure that someone really called him, he closed his eyes, Li Dai's face was reflected in his vision, Li Dai was hugging his shoulders and calling him, "Put this thing down!"

Han Yu lowered his head, only to realize that he was holding that wooden chair in his hands at some point.

Han Zhiyong collapsed not far away, seemingly uninjured. Li Dai held his shoulder with one hand, and grabbed the chair in his hand with the other. Many people gathered around, and the noise drowned Han Yu.

Han Yu's expression was blank, Li Dai raised his hand and slapped him without warning, "Are you awake?"

The slap was so loud that the crowd fell silent in fright. Li Dai glanced around, "What are you looking at!"

When the crowd dispersed, Li Dai turned back and pointed at Han Zhiyong, "Are you going to leave by yourself, or shall I see you off?"

Li Dai was famous for his viciousness. Han Zhi bravely confronted Han Yu, but he didn't dare to challenge him. Hearing this, he got up and staggered away.

Li Dai threw the broken chair snatched from Han Yu to the ground, and dragged Han Yu to the backyard of the barbecue restaurant, all the way speechless.

After the two arrived in the backyard, Li Dai locked the door, "What's the matter with you?"

Han Yu bowed his head and said nothing.

Li Dai raised his finger and pointed at him, "Aren't you going to die? Are you going to die! What will you do if you get down on this chair and smash someone to death! Do you want to go to jail or die after you!"

Han Yu was silent, Li Dai was so angry that he raised his leg and kicked him again, "Speak!"

When Han Yu looked up, his eyes were red.

Li Dai had never seen Han Yu cry, never heard him talk about difficulties, never seen him give up, and now facing such a sad Han Yu, Li Dai didn't know what to do.

He suddenly realized that Han Yu was only 18 years old.

Han Yu was silent for a long time, and then he spoke again as usual.

He seemed to be asking Li Dai, but also himself, he said, "What did I do wrong?"