I'm still doing fine

An Yichi was a little absent-minded.

Although it was not clearly on the face, it was easy to see that he had been staring at the endlessly spreading unfamiliar road through the front window without asking any questions.

In fact, in Liang Duanyuan's eyes, a low cloud had been hanging over An Yizhi for a whole day, from the morning when he walked out of the airport with red eyes, to the afternoon when he couldn't sleep well, frowning and raving, to the night when he looked out the window all the way to despair.

He vaguely guessed the reason, but Liang Duanyuan had been waiting for An Yizhi to speak. More than ten hours had passed, and it was obvious that he could not wait for that time. He sighed, turned the steering wheel around a corner, approached the entrance of the community, and suddenly stepped The foot brake is applied.

The strength was not heavy, just enough to wake An Yizhi from his daze, "Oh, it's here."

"No, what are you thinking about?" The gate recognized the license plate number, and let it pass for a while. Liang Duanyuan pinched An Yizhi's earlobe, retracted her hand, and drove into a completely unfamiliar and quiet neighborhood. The low beam illuminated the darkness in front of her. He came back and slapped him on the face, reflecting the unclear side face in the darkness, "I didn't sleep well when I went back, did I?"

"A little bit." An Yichi shook his head, pursed his lips and laughed out the dimples on his cheeks, almost showing no reluctance, "Maybe I tend to be in a daze when I'm full, and I don't think about anything... This is, where?"

He looked around at this time, and finally found that the surrounding landscaping and greenery were a bit retro, but the low-rise buildings with about five floors dotted among them looked clean and neat, with a very simple and modern style.The fusion of different styles is just right, and the only words left behind in the scenery are comfort.

Just looking at it is very comfortable.

"After the year, my uncle was transferred and moved to another place. I borrowed the old house I left behind to live in for a while." Liang Duanyuan parked the car, reached out to unbuckle the seat belts of the two of them, and leaned sideways to the back seat to take out the old house. Passing the easy-to-hold backpack, "It is very close to the company, the building density is not high, the security of the community is strict, and there is no noise in all the rooms at night."

Through layers of clothing, in the small, confined space of the carriage, An Yizhi smelled the burning heat of the tobacco, touched the subtle vibrations in his chest, and heard a faint sound, "I don't go to work tomorrow, I have a lot of time, let's talk."

A small unit on the fifth floor, without an elevator, with only two rooms on one platform, and the apartment type is transparent from north to south.

Liang Duanyuan led An Yichi into the cave, it was very quiet, none of them spoke, and even their steps were very tacit and light.

The voice-activated lights, which had not been turned on for a long time, hung high above the floor, and even turned on abruptly when the two entered the room and closed the door, reflecting the empty corridor and the gentle cold current passing through it.

There was a dull sound hitting the door leaf from the inside out, the overhead light trembled, and turned off the light wisely.

The lights in the house separated by a wall are not turned on, only the dark blue light seeps through the floor-to-ceiling windows, dimly illuminating the blurred figures in the entrance.

"You got kicked out of the house by your father, didn't you?" Liang Duanyuan opened the door as soon as she turned around, with the back of her hand resting on the back of Yi Chi's head, and the other hand put down the backpack she was carrying. With a punch away, he held An Yi Chixu Xu held her in her arms, "Seeing you cry this morning, I know you are sad."

"No, I came out by myself." An Yichi pursed her lips, "I'm really full and sleepy, I'm fine."

"You're unhappy." Liang Duanyuan remained unmoved, "I agreed not to lie to me, did I?"

An Yichi nodded, but didn't say anything, so Liang Duanyuan moved closer, and even the distance of the punch disappeared. He lowered his head, and lightly pecked on his forehead, between his eyebrows, his cheeks, and the corners of his lips.

In the depression where the lips meet, he gently licked with the tip of his tongue, not so much as intimacy, but as if he was trying hard to knock on a certain door.

He put his arm through Yizhi's armpit, and pulled the person towards him. He opened his mouth when his lips parted, and his hot breath sprayed on An Yizhi's neck and ears, and his posture turned into an inseparable hug. "I said I like you, but you were beaten and scolded, and now you have been kicked out of the house and have nowhere to go..."

"You just got better." Like an abandoned kitten purring, he inserted his fingers into An Yizhi's hair and rubbed it. "Did I do something wrong?"

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No. "An Yichi, who hadn't responded all this time, suddenly stretched out his arms around his waist, and said in a weak voice, "We must not go back on our word. "

"Well, then tell me what you're thinking." Where he couldn't see, Liang Duanyuan silently hooked the corners of her lips, turned her head to brush against his ear, and said in a low voice, "Anything is fine, I think Listen to the truth."

"I, I really don't know, I don't understand." An Yichi leaned against his shoulder, rubbed his shoulders, and said, "But I'm really sad. He always doesn't care about me, hit me, scolded me He has passed me, never tried to understand me, he has so many shortcomings, but why am I still, so uncomfortable?"

Liang Duanyuan patted his back lightly, nodded, and slammed her chin on An Yichi's shoulder, "Yes."

"Kou Chunjuan gave birth to me, but she didn't want me. Shang Xiaoyun gave birth to me, but she's not her real mother." An Yichi frowned and thought for a long time, "Only An Jimin, he was the only one who gave birth to me and raised me. I went back again... But yesterday he said in person that if he can't be cured, don't go back, he doesn't want me at all."

An Yichi suddenly thought at this moment, if at that time, in the spring, he really found a place where he would not disturb others and jumped down, would An Jimin feel the same as himself at this time?

He will feel suffocated, unspeakably uncomfortable, and perhaps a little bit of pain and regret.

But thinking of An Jimin's remorseful expression, An Yichi realized that he was not very happy either.

"You miss him." Liang Duanyuan rubbed the back of his ear, "Has he treated you well?"

"Yes, yes. When I didn't have a younger brother, I was always at home alone. I stuffed plastic toys into a glass, accidentally broke the glass, cut a big piece of flesh on my thumb, and blood flowed into the inflatable glass. The bathtub was so diluted that I couldn’t see the color, I squeezed my hands at a loss, and was afraid that I would bleed all over my body like this.” An Yichi smiled, feeling sullen, “Then he came home to pick up things, pushed When the door came in and saw me, he immediately frowned and looked very ugly, I was afraid he would hit me, "

"But he came over to hug me, and the blood rubbed against my leg. He thought he had hurt his leg." An Yichi recalled, "In fact, it was very uncomfortable to hold me. He seemed to be holding me with a bone. It was very hard. When he hit me It always hurts so much, and it really is clumsy and stiff to hold. But when he saw the wound clearly, he bandaged it up indiscriminately, and before he left, he blew on my hand, and it was very soft... It’s a mess, right? Know what you're talking about."

"I understand, the blood relationship can't be broken," Liang Duanyuan patted him, as if he had thought about it for a long time, knowing that An Yichi was only worried about the kind of helplessness abandoned by the past, and finally chose to avoid the important thing, "One day, I can go back .”

"In case it doesn't work," Liang Duanyuan added, probably because she is used to not saying unfounded words, "I will always be with you, I promise."

"It's okay, I know it will be uncomfortable for a while." An Yichi said, "In a few days, when school starts at the latest, I can adjust myself."

"What about me, what can I do now?" An Yichi was amused by Liang Duanyuan's words after a while, and he got up a little, staring into those dark eyes, "Just hug me like this, I can't replace him. "

"If you really miss it," Liang Duanyuan joked, pinching his waist gently, "I will also agree to call you Dad."

An Yichi had a fever on his face, so he couldn't help but smile, thankful for a moment that the lights in the room were not turned on, "Will you take advantage of me?"

"Anyway, I won't be a father in the future." Liang Duanyuan pulled the long bangs on his forehead and said, "Why don't you fulfill my wish for me, by the way."

This statement is half true and half false. He thinks he can't be a good father. He thinks that he doesn't care about others more than Yi Zhi, let alone a child who is likely to be very noisy.

An Yichi was silent for a while, and when Liang Duanyuan thought she had gone too far in a joke, she suddenly raised her head and pecked lightly on his lips, "Brother, you are older than me, so you should be called brother."

Liang Duanyuan's breath was indeed stagnant for a moment, An Yichi noticed it immediately, and she was embarrassed, clutching the lapel of the woolen suit in her hand, and hurriedly changed the subject, "I, I said, today's suit The clothes are very handsome, that's what I thought when I first saw it."

Brother, there's nothing wrong with it, you should be called brother, you don't mean to be coquettish, let alone, um, flirtatious.

After thinking about it, he regained his composure inexplicably, secretly determined.

It's like soldiers wearing military uniforms and doctors wearing white robes. When Liang Duanyuan at work raises his hands and feet, he can see with the naked eye more temperament that was invisible in the past. When he does what he likes, his quiet pupils reflect the high-altitude of the exhibition hall. The lights are so bright it's hard to ignore.

After a long time.

"I am very interested in my work today." Liang Duanyuan coughed twice, pressed the corners of her raised lips, and loosened the tie, "What's wrong?"

A question was thrown out, but An Yichi, who was not in the state at all, put it on hold for the time being, washed up and climbed into bed, and in the bedroom with the lights off, the two of them slept on the same bed for the first time, and then moved a little closer to Liang Duanyuan's side, staring at her. Looking at the ceiling, I said,

"Maybe I think too much," he said, "but I feel like I suddenly started thinking about the future... A long time ago, I didn't want to, someone thought for me, Shang Ah, what mother said is good, which major is good, I will learn Which. Later, I didn’t want to. I planned to have no future. I found a place to end everything. I stopped listening, watching, and thinking. Later, now, I want to go a little farther away from you, and I can’t completely revolve around you. I need a direction."

Anxiety, panic, confusion, these are the emotions that An Yichi was very familiar with. He suddenly turned around and pointed from the past to the future, which suddenly made him a little at a loss, "What should I do to prepare? What can I do? Are you here?" Going forward, I stayed where I was, wasted so much time, I—”

"You can do whatever you want." Liang Duanyuan's voice was very soft, but it was enough to interrupt his muttering to himself. He turned over and lay on his side, facing An Yichi, "but if you still don't know how to go, put your Lend me the future, okay?"

"No time is wasted. The world is monotonous and boring. There is only money and work left. You don't need to pay attention to it." Eat your fill."

"It's not that I don't want you to work." Before An Yichi could speak, he said again, "That's not what I mean. I want you to set aside time for anxiety and worry, find your hobbies, sing, draw, dance, or neither , it can be something else, but you must find it. Work is the future of capital, and hobbies are your own future.”