I'm still doing fine

When Zhou Yu was woken up by An Yizhi that day, the small high windows on the Internet cafe windows were casting light into the faint sky, and the warm orange sun the size of a ping pong ball was drowning in the uneven buildings, quietly taking away the last bit of heat.

Except for An Yichi who was still standing by and waiting, the other two roommates had already been gossiping on their own, wandering out of the house and disappearing.

People who have just woken up are always not sober, their minds are haunted by dreams, and they have not yet had time to meet the reality of reason, or maybe there is always an additional attribute in the dark night, which will endow all living beings in it with the ability to be sentimental.

In short, amidst the noise of road construction, the two of them paced behind. Zhou Yu kicked away the stones in front of him, and suddenly lost his disguise. He put his hands in his pockets and looked down at his feet. The voice is not loud, but it has a deep meaning of confiding in the heart, "Who is that, walk slowly."

An Yichi paused, turned around and looked at his face.

This is An Yizhi's habit. He listens to people with a smile, and his amber eyes stare at the other's open and closed lips. It not only expresses full attention and respect, but also does not look aggressive like looking directly at the eyes.

"I asked you something, you can say it if you want to say it, and forget it if you don't want to, just pretend you didn't hear it." Zhou Yu said, "You really bother us, don't you?"

"Huh?" An Yichi was taken aback, then shook his head, "Why do you think so, it's nothing."

"Then why haven't you ever opened up and said something to us?" Zhou Yu glanced at him, frowned and lowered his head again, "To be honest, I'm really annoyed by you always like this."

"That's it..." An Yi's smile faded a little, and after a while, he seemed to try his best to lick his lips again, and he said, "I'm sorry."

"Ah! Here we go again!" As soon as the words of apology were scattered in the air, Zhou Yu scratched his head suddenly and looked up, taking a step forward to close the distance between the two, "Think about it yourself, what you told me, apart from apologizing, Thank you, plus taking care of the guests, how many words are left?"

Before An Yichi could speak, Zhou Yu took a breath and continued on his own, "Is it possible to count with ten fingers? I really don't understand, why are you so divided? If you are dissatisfied with us in any way, you Tell us to change it!"

"Yes—" An Yi wanted to apologize habitually, but stopped abruptly, opened his mouth, a little at a loss.

The two fell silent suddenly. Amidst the heat waves passing by cars and the noise of road repairs, they walked a full 500 meters before An Yichi finally picked up the conversation. He said, "It's nothing to bother you. I need you to accommodate, really... I usually listen to you when you talk, but I can’t get in the middle of the conversation so I don’t participate much, there is no other meaning.”

"Why can't we get in the conversation?" Zhou Yu was overwhelmed by the hesitation and hesitation, and his voice doubled. "What can we say? Neither philosophy nor politics. It's all about 12 years of hard work. Yes, you can open the root sign with bare hands, but why not just talk about it, can you tell me what is so difficult?"

"You... Calm down, don't be angry." An Yichi handed over the drink he hadn't unscrewed, and felt that he really should be honest, so he sighed inaudibly, and he said, "Me, my parents and I The relationship is not close, and I can’t tell the interesting stories between family members... It seems that I have transferred schools at every stage, and I didn’t even recognize the faces of my classmates, so I rushed to another strange school, so classmates, teachers, etc. complained , and I don’t have much material. I studied honestly and took exams step by step, so I never had a girlfriend, and I can’t talk about my feelings about puppy love. As for friends... I have very few friends.”

"Look..." An Yi spread out his hands, with a helpless smile on his face, "I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Maybe the sweetness of the drink raised blood sugar. Zhou Yu calmed down after realizing it, and then he felt a little apologetic, said "Sorry" in a low voice, picked the plastic skin of the bottle with his fingers, and said, "I don't know You... are a bit miserable."

"No." An Yichi laughed when he heard the words, and he could imagine the deep dimples on his soft cheeks just by looking at them. He said, "I'm doing well."

"It's not good for your physical and mental health to deceive yourself like this." Zhou Yu was quiet for a while, then rushed up, slapped him on the shoulder, left this sentence, and then hurried away like a monkey.

It's not so much the first time An Yichi was exposed face to face, it's better to say that it was the first time he spoke a few words and brought up the long past with someone. He stopped in place for a moment, thinking with a smile, it wasn't all self-deception.

At least until he was 8 years old, he did have a good life.

At that time, his family was not rich, and he lived in a house of less than 30 square meters with An Jimin, who was just a driver at that time, and his mother, Kou Chunjuan.

The old building is next to the canteen of the unit, and the outer wall was blackened and yellowed by the cooking oil. Kou Chunjuan opened the windows every day to ventilate, and accurately grasped the schedule of preparing meals in the canteen. Thanks to this, this uneducated The woman later got a job as a canteen meal preparer.

In An Yichi's impression, those years were very peaceful. The new chairman has not yet taken office, and anti-corruption activities are still in the making. Relax in the park.

The mother river Haohao Tangtang runs from west to east, sweeping away the soft sand along the way, and the muddy yellow river washes both sides. The majestic and magnificent scenery is the same in everyone's eyes, and it doesn't matter whether the viewer is poor or rich. difference.

Xiao Yichi flies a kite on the lawn in the sun, draws a plaster statue on a simple booth set up by the river, catches a plastic fake fish in an inflatable pool... An Jimin and Kou Chunjuan stand behind him forever.

At that time, his biggest worry was that every time he came home tired from playing, he needed to write a review of the game. Besides, he could eat and sleep every day without distractions.

Later, An Jimin broke the boat and threw away a job with stable salary and good benefits. He resigned and decided to start a business. Unknowingly, the family savings grew together with Xiao Yizhi, and the increase was even greater, supporting Anjia to buy his own mansion and car. .

An Yichi didn't suffer from insomnia at that time, so he didn't notice the increasingly protracted late-night quarrel between his parents.

Kou Chunjuan is an honest woman with little knowledge, she doesn't expect how rich her family is, she only blames An Jimin for more and more entertainment and less and less company.

But An Jimin is the complete opposite of her. He is still very young and wants to be a great man. His longing career requires ups and downs, but the family behind him always hinders his will.

Two people with very different goals are destined not to live together for long.

Kou Chunjuan, apart from cleaning the cafeteria every day, cooks with hot oil at home and studies cooking skills. She firmly believes that "if you want to capture a man's heart, you must grasp his stomach." She never thought that there is no mistress , is relying on good cooking skills to enter the house.

An Jimin gradually seemed to have forgotten his family, and every time he saw the disheveled wife in the house who only asked him if he had enough to eat or if he was dressed warmly, he felt even worse.

So naturally, after a dispute over smashing the iron pot at home and tiling the floor tiles, Kou Chunjuan left without nostalgia. Struggling to leave him to An Jimin, since then, never came back.

It was replaced by Shang Xiaoyun, a beautiful aunt with delicate makeup, decent speech, and a presence in the hall.

An Jimin got the face he wanted, and maybe some career support, but An Yizhi didn't know about it. He only knew that he had lost the sense of security he once had.

At that time, An Jimin was still too young, and the responsibilities of being a father could not match the partiality of love, so his biological father gradually seemed to become a stepfather.

An Yichi, who was originally lively and outgoing, completely changed his personality and became a book basket who doesn't like to talk.

The book basket is obedient and well-behaved, like a small pendant that grows on the edge of the desk and studies all day long. In the age of playfulness and rebellion, he seldom even sits on the sofa to watch TV.

The book basket is not very demanding. He actually found comfort in many fictional stories, and felt that it was good to stay at home quietly. For this reason, he swallowed green peppers without saying a word, and pretended not to be picky eaters. For this reason, he He washes his hands and feet diligently by himself, fearing that his stepmother, who is loved by his father, will be tired. For this reason, he accepted unreasonable courses. When he was 9 years old, he took English classes with his junior high school children, just because Shang Xiaoyun thought that a child who loves reading is likely to All child prodigies...

But An Yichi is actually not that outstandingly smart. Almost every time he is detained by the strict teacher until the next class, and he immerses himself in the end of the strangers who are much taller than him, and writes words by heart over and over again in aggrieved and restrained manner.

An Yichi has done a good job, he behaves like a dog.

But after all, he can't be like a plant. He can survive only by photosynthesis. He still needs to eat, drink water, and wear clothes to keep warm. If he accidentally falls ill, he may die accidentally.

So An Yi Chi is still a problem.

Taking care of children is very laborious, and An Jimin is reluctant to bear Shang Xiaoyun's hard work.So after graduating from elementary school, he completely became a "vagrant child".

An Yichi began to move around at the homes of aunts, aunts, and distant relatives who couldn't even name them, and went to various schools that were completely unfamiliar hundreds of miles away.

He is a child transferred from a provincial capital city, and he doesn't know any of the original residents of the small town. He is dressed in exquisite and clean clothes, and he takes out a pencil case that is also an imported product from a foreign country, even many years earlier than others. Only grown-ups can hold cell phones.

Perhaps in the eyes of adults, these are pleasing, but to children, these are keywords of disaster.

It would be better if An Yichi was a little girl, after all, the boys in the small town also know how to love each other, but he is a boy.

Since the beginning of this year, An Yichi has been subjected to school violence almost continuously.