fish under ice

Shi Yi received a call from his stepmother the next day, saying that he was sick and asked him to see her.

Shi Yi bought fruit and health care products, and took the subway back to Shi Zhai.

As soon as he entered the door, his stepmother, Xing Ruqiu, was reclined on the leather sofa, her slightly fat body wrapped in a gray blanket, and she was eating melon seeds.A dating show is playing on TV.

"mom."

Shi Yi yelled, went in to change his shoes, and put down the fruit.

Xing Ruqiu glanced at him, lazily spat out the melon seed shell, "Here we come."

"What's wrong with Mom?"

Xing Ruqiu stared: "Why, you can't come back to see me if you feel uncomfortable?"

Shi Yi felt a strange feeling in his heart, and shook his head: "No."

It was the first time that Xing Ruqiu looked at this cheap stepson, he was quite a frail man.But he is also a man.Xing Ruqiu suddenly remembered that his stepson married a man, his stomach twitched slightly, but he didn't spit out anything.

She cursed in her heart: "Damn gay."

"Where's Zhong Juntong?" Xing Ruqiu asked him to sit down, "Why didn't you come with you?"

Just as Shi Yi was about to answer, he suddenly saw his little sister Shi Miao running down the stairs, making the floor of the stairs thump.

She is only 22 years old, and she is about to graduate from university, which is the age of youth and beauty.The weather is very cold today, but she is wearing a smoky purple off-the-shoulder sweater, with big flares showing two white and thin shoulders, a short black skirt underneath, and two thin legs.

Shi Miao probed her head for a few glances, frowned and said, "It's just you."

Shi Yi was a little confused, so he could only say softly, "He's on a business trip."

"Then what are you doing here?" Shi Miao gave him a blank look.

Shi Yi has long been used to this younger sister's arrogance and rudeness, so he avoided the conversation: "Isn't Mom sick? I'll come and see her."

Xing Ruqiu spat out the melon seed shell, her thick lips turned bright red from eating the melon seeds, a bit like a cannibalism.She gathered the curly hair that had been permed not long ago, kicked Shi Miao lightly to make her sit up, smiled and said to Shi Yi: "Shi Yi, Mom called you back this time to discuss something."

Shi Yi had a bad premonition in his heart, so he could only say with a trembling voice, "Say it."

"You and Zhong Jun are the same... You are married, but you two are big men, and you can't have children. Isn't this old Zhong's only one seedling? Isn't the incense going to end?"

"Jun Tong and I are ready to have no children. If we want children later, we will adopt them."

Xing Ruqiu couldn't hold back her smile, and cursed: "Is the adopted child my own? It's a wild species!" She pulled Shi Miao past him, and pushed her in front of him like a sale, "You Look at your sister, she is half of your blood, she is your closest sister! She can give birth to Zhong Juntong's child! The child born will also kiss you!"

Shi Yi was so shocked by these shameless remarks that he was speechless, angry and disgusted at the same time.

Before Shi Yi could speak, Xing Ruqiu started to shoot the machine gun again: "Besides, you and Zhong Juntong are not in love with each other. He married you because of his promise to your father, which is a promise. How reliable is it? A marriage without children won't last long! You can't hold on to Zhong Juntong, but your sister is smart and beautiful, she can!"

Shi Yi's first reaction was to go and see Shi Miao.Shi Miao blinked her two beautiful black eyes and looked at him motionless, smiling triumphantly, as if she didn't feel ashamed or resentful at all.

Shi Yi swallowed, his eyes narrowed, he stood up quietly and said, "I'll go first."

When he reached the door, he stopped and said softly without turning his head, "I will try not to come back from now on." He was clearly out of anger, and the last letter of refusal he left to this family was also in a soft voice.His words were gentle, but he neatly cut off all the ties with the past.

When Shi Yi closed the door, he also shut out his stepmother's abuse and his sister's screaming and crying.

He thought he had controlled his emotions, but when he walked aimlessly and happened to reach the high school Zhong Juntong once attended, he couldn't hold back anymore.

Shi Yi's heart was broken thoroughly. If it could be taken out of his chest, it might be just a mass of bloody lumps.He was so sad that he cried softly, wiping his tears with the back of his hand from time to time, and walked around Zhong Juntong's alma mater round and round.

There is former Zhong Juntong in this school.He really likes the young Zhong Juntong because he never makes him feel sad.But now Zhong Juntong always makes him very sad directly or indirectly.It seems that as long as a boy grows up, as long as he becomes an adult, he will have the ability to easily ravage other people's hearts.

The guard noticed the thin man walking around the perimeter of the school, and asked through the iron gate, "You used to be a student here?"

Shi Yi shook his head: "No. My husband...my husband used to be a student here."

The doorman froze for a moment, his eyes changed a little, and he looked embarrassed.But Shi Yi was crying too badly, so he kindly comforted him: "If you have a conflict with your husband, you should talk it over and solve it properly. Crying is useless."

Shi Yi choked and nodded: "Thank you...thank you."

Shi Yi started to walk home.

In the winter season in the south, it rained last night, and the moisture accumulated in the low-lying areas. The purple-red sunset hangs from the sky, between the two buildings, and seems to be frozen, and its descent is very slow.

He often felt lonely as a teenager.Later, he read many books and knew that loneliness is the normal state of human beings.Everyone is a lonely tree growing on the earth, and every tree is silent when the winter snow falls.

He is no longer ashamed of being alone, but it still hurts sometimes.

He was alone again.

He opened the door with a key and sat in the empty house with his eyes closed.

At this moment, he hated Zhong Juntong a little bit.

Zhong Juntong shouldn't have married himself.

A person cannot marry someone who does not love him with a crush on him.

His careful love is too easy to be like a plant secretly growing in the corner, hiding in the corner of this house, Zhong Juntong doesn't know it, and therefore can't give the light, water and air that only he can give.

It's about to wither.

Shi Yi's phone vibrated, he swiped open the lock screen, and saw Zhong Juntong sent him a message: "Are you free? I want to call you."

Shi Yi's heart suddenly shivered, as if the blood had been drained, leaving a small shriveled cavity.

His husband wants to call him, and he should agree, and agree happily.

But he didn't do that this time.

He watched this message for a full 10 minutes, during which Zhong Juntong called twice more, but he watched the waiting interface light up and then dim, but he didn't answer.

When everything was completely silent, he replied to Zhong Juntong's text message: "You should do your work first."

Shi Yi took a bath and went to bed numbly.In the middle of the night, he woke up suddenly with sore eyelids, but subconsciously turned on his phone again to see if Zhong Juntong had sent him a message.

【it is good. 】

He replied with one word.

Shi Yi suddenly had a sore nose and sore eye sockets.He's starting to regret it again, he should have answered his call.

This is not Zhong Juntong's fault.Xing Ruqiu's fault was Xing Ruqiu's fault and had nothing to do with Zhong Juntong.It's not Juntong's fault that he doesn't like himself.There is no law that expressly stipulates that if I love you, you must also love me, or you will be sentenced to severe punishment.This is the most naive idea of ​​a child.

Why does he have to dig into this dead end?Besides, in this marriage, the one who suffers is obviously Zhong Juntong.

It is eight o'clock in the evening in London at the moment.

Zhong Juntong has only been in London for two days, but he already has a reaction of dissatisfaction.

"Is it like this before?" the secretary asked, helping Zhong Juntong who had a fever to lie down on the bed.

"No." Zhong Juntong closed his eyes.Be aware of your situation.

"Mr. Zhong, shall we go to the hospital?"

Zhong Juntong turned his back to him, and said in a hoarse voice, "No need. Buy me antipyretics and porridge."

When the secretary went out, the assistant stood guard outside, glanced into the room and asked, "What's wrong with Mr. Zhong?"

The secretary sighed: "It's hard to say." It was not only unacceptable, but also a heart disease that was hard to cure.

The porridge and antipyretics were quickly delivered to Zhong Juntong.

He tried his best to sit up, leaned against the head of the bed, took the water glass and the pills, stuffed them into his mouth and swallowed the water, and took several more sips of water.After he breathed a sigh of relief, he saw the porridge in his hand, which was very watery and had no rice aroma.His pickiness was only for a moment, because he realized that Shi Yi was not there, and he was used to the white porridge cooked by Shi Yi.

Zhong Juntong picked up the bowl and drank the porridge whole, and handed the bowl to the secretary.The secretary was about to leave when Zhong Juntong called out to him in a low voice.Zhong Juntong's face was flushed with fever, his eyes were a little silly, and his speech was also silly.

"I bullied him," he said.

The secretary didn't understand, so she leaned closer and asked, "Who did you bully?"

Zhong Juntong answered irrelevantly, "Did he ignore me?"

The secretary looked at the boss who suddenly became childish, wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, so he could only pretend to be a close brother: "Apologize."

"He ignored me, how can I apologize?"

"..." The secretary froze for a moment, "That's right."

Zhong Juntong frowned and glanced at him: "It's so stupid. You can go."

"Then I call him? I told him, you are very ill, will he come to see you?"

Zhong Juntong was stunned for three seconds, and quickly ordered: "No. He will be worried."