second personality

The thunderstorm in summer was powerful, and it didn't take long for the sky to darken. The raindrops hit the front glass of the car, and the air was mixed with the smell of mud and was very humid.

Qin Youbing looked at the white mist at the intersection ahead, and wiped his dry eyes with his hand.

The phrase "It's slowing down" was like a needle for calming the sea, which made Qin Youbing's tense nerves relax in an instant.

Qin Youbing could clearly feel that he seemed to have unloaded the burden of many years, the string that had been tense was loosened, and his whole body was exhausted.

He sank into the seat, feeling that the air he was breathing was sweet, which made all the cells in his body feel comfortable.

"Go home or go back to the store?" Fang Chiyao asked.

Qin Youbing didn't speak.

"If you don't say anything, I'll go back to my own home." Fang Chiyao added.

"Okay." After Qin Youbing finished speaking, she tilted her head and smiled at him, "Go back to our house."

Fang Chiyao's house was still the same as Qin Youbing's last time.

Qin Youbing walked in and closed the door behind him.

"Hold one?" Qin Youbing stretched out his hands towards him.

Fang Chiyao turned around and hugged him tightly.

The two have not been in close contact since they separated six years ago.

After meeting, because of all kinds of scruples, no one dared to take the initiative, for fear of scaring the other party away.

This hug contains too many unspeakable words, Qin Youbing has never discovered that hugging someone can be so at ease in his heart.

The feeling of powerlessness that seemed to be floating in the air all of a sudden disappeared, replaced by a familiar smell from this person.

They hugged for a long time at the entrance, and finally, Qin Youbing asked him: "What kind of laundry detergent do you use? It smells so good."

"Are you stupid? That's perfume." Fang Chiyao said.

"You are a good teacher, and you actually use perfume?" Qin Youbing began to argue, "It is immoral."

"That's why I want to see you today." Fang Chiyao said with a smile.

Qin Youbing let him go and asked, "I'm hungry, do you have anything to eat?"

"Didn't you just finish eating?" Fang Chiyao said, but he had already entered the kitchen.

"I want to eat what you made." Qin Youbing stood at the door of the kitchen, watching him open the refrigerator and take out the noodles.

"Don't eat this, I'm tired of eating." Qin Youbing said.

"That's gone." Fang Chiyao took out another bucket of instant noodles, "Only this."

"Okay." Qin Youbing looked reluctant.

"I want to ask you something." Sitting on a small stool, Qin Youbing said while waiting for instant noodles, "How many points did you get in the test?"

Fang Chiyao was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he was asking about the college entrance examination scores, so he smiled and said nothing.

"What are you laughing at?" Qin Youbing stretched out his foot and kicked him, "What kind of fairy score did you get on the test, scare me quickly."

"How many exams have you taken?" Fang Chiyao asked him back.

"320 one." Qin Youbing chuckled, "It's much higher than my usual exam, and I performed exceptionally well."

"You are ashamed to say that you have performed supernormally with your rookie score?" Fang Chiyao held his head and laughed uncontrollably.

"Why, you scored higher than me?" Qin Youbing didn't believe it at all.

"That's not true, I just wanted to ridicule you." Fang Chiyao said, "I passed [-] in the exam."

Qin Youbing: "..."

The honest Fang Chiyao in his impression really hasn't changed at all.

"You have the nerve to call me a rookie with your score?" Qin You snorted coldly, "You should show some face."

"From the teacher's point of view, your score is really good." Fang Chiyao justified himself.

"From the boyfriend's point of view?" Qin Youbing asked.

"Ah." Fang Chiyao hesitated for a moment before saying, "Finally, I can be on top of me once."

Qin Youbing was silent for two seconds, lowered his head to eat the instant noodles, and ignored him.

After he finished eating, he looked up and saw that Fang Chiyao was already standing at the door of the bedroom, staring at something inside.

"Ah Yao." Qin Youbing called him suddenly.

Fang Chiyao quickly looked back at him, with a look of loneliness that he hadn't had time to take back.

Qin Youbing sat on the carpet, looking at him quietly.

"Are you leaving?" Fang Chiyao asked.

"Where are you going?" Qin Youbing leaned against the edge of the coffee table and looked at him unkindly, "You want to drive me out?"

"Then invite you in?" Fang Chiyao smiled.

"Stop talking nonsense." Qin Youbing stretched out a hand towards him, "Pull me up."

Fang Chiyao walked towards him slowly, lowered his head, and gently held his hand.

Just as Qin Youbing was about to use his strength to get up, the next second, this person sat beside him.

"Get out!" Qin Youbing withdrew his hand, and he laughed angrily.

"I think it's a bit unreal." Fang Chiyao rested his chin on his knees, and looked at him with bright eyes, "I've thought about many possibilities, how we're going to get back together, but I just didn't expect it to be like this..."

When he said this, he was probably considering his words, with a confused expression on his face.

"So plain?" Qin Youbing saw through his thoughts at a glance, "Why, do you expect us to have a big fight on the bed and then get back together?"

Fang Chiyao looked at his eyes slowly filled with a smile: "Who is more coquettish?"

"Shut up." Qin Youbing quickly took off his coat and flung it aside, "Come on."

"What's here?" Fang Chiyao saw that his hands were on the waistband of his trousers, and felt something was wrong, "What are you doing?"

"Why are you asking me all of this?" Qin You looked at him coldly, "Are you pretending?"

Fang Chiyao pressed his hand that was about to move, and reached out to hug him into his arms.

"I'm sorry." His voice was very gentle, so gentle that Qin Youbing's heart almost melted.

"You said your mother." Qin Youbing spoke very poisonously, but leaned on him very honestly, "You fucking know how to bully me."

"Didn't you bully me?" Fang Chiyao smiled, "You didn't take photos of me secretly?"

Qin Youbing leaned on his shoulder and smiled, trembling.

"Actually, on the day I came back, something happened at my house." Qin Youbing put his arms around his neck, leaning against him in a position of attachment.

"What's the matter?" Fang Chiyao asked.

"My mother committed suicide."

Qin Youbing clearly felt that the hand around his waist tightened suddenly.

His mother was a well-known fashion designer at the time, and his father started a business when he was young and owned his own company. Their family is a very typical happy family.

However, an accident occurred when he was in his third year of high school.

At that time, Qin Youbing kept everything in the dark. Every time he went home, his parents would greet them with smiles after the quarrel, and he couldn't see any flaws.

After the college entrance examination, on the second day after returning from the graduation trip, Qin Youbing, as usual, slept until the sun was up.

When I left the room, there was no one in the living room, it was empty.

"Mom?" Qin Youbing called out several times, but no one answered him.

He searched all over the kitchen and study, but there was still no one. He tiptoed to open his parents' bedroom.

Then, he saw a scene that he will never forget——

His mother was leaning against the head of the bed, lifeless, with her left hand drooping limply at the edge of the bed.

Under the bed was a medicine bottle with half a can spilled out.

On the bedside table, there is a lighted mobile phone, and a line of words is displayed on the screen of the mobile phone:

Bingbing, mom, I'm sorry

Qin Youbing didn't know what happened at the time. He only remembered that when he left the room, he almost bumped his head against the TV cabinet.

Later, he called Dad.

Apart from the crying and the repeated "Why are you so stupid", Qin Youbing only had the phone call from Fang Chiyao in his mind.

"When I recover, I will come to you."

Qin Youbing also needs to slow down.

From his father, he learned the truth that he never knew.

For a while, his mother often went to various fashion evenings and got very close to a male designer.

On the Internet, there were overwhelming scandals, which Qin Youbing didn't know at all at the time.

His father also suspected it at the time, and later, as long as he opened his mouth, he kept mentioning the man's name.

His mother suffered from depression at that time.

"She left a diary." Qin Youbing held his hand trembling slightly, "She said that she suffers very much every day, but she has had enough of pretending to be happy."

Fang Chiyao tilted his head slightly, and his lips fell to his ear.

"During that time, I hated my dad, hated him so much that I wanted him to die." Qin Youbing choked up, "My mother is such a good person, she was driven crazy by him, I think he is not human, he doesn't know how to cherish .”

Fang Chiyao met his mother, she was a very gentle woman.

Qin Youbing's good looks are largely inherited from his mother, who is already in her 40s, and her skin is as good as a little girl's.

In Fang Chiyao's memory, whenever he went to his house to play, his mother would make many snacks for him.

Her craftsmanship is very good, even after so many years, Fang Chiyao still remembers the taste.

"But later I looked away." Qin Youbing was silent for a while, and then said, "My dad's hair turned white overnight, as if he was 20 years old."

"You forgive him?" Fang Chiyao asked softly.

"Hmm." Qin Youbing smiled, "Am I being too generous?"

Fang Chiyao shook his head: "I still haven't forgiven my parents. They never regarded me as a person from the beginning to the end."

Qin Youbing smiled: "Ah Yao, why are we so miserable."

"It's not miserable." Fang Chiyao said, "Leaving those indifferent people and being with important people is already very happy."

"Then didn't you still separate from me?" Qin Youbing asked him.

"At that time, I felt that I was not good enough for you." Fang Chiyao lowered his head and looked at him, his tone was very lonely, "I felt that I was not worthy of being with such a good you at all."

Qin Youbing looked at him and was taken aback for a moment.

"Are you a fucking idiot!" Qin Youbing yelled at him with red eyes.

"Yeah. It doesn't make you angry." Fang Chiyao grabbed his hand that was about to hit him, his eyes were very docile, "I've been prepared for a long time, you can hit me whatever you want, I'm sorry first you."

"Get out!" Qin Youbing withdrew his hand, pushed him away, and got up, "I'm back."

"I'll see you off." Fang Chiyao followed suit.

"No need!" Qin Youbing turned around and gave him a hard look, "You don't deserve it!"

Fang Chiyao stood where he was, quietly watching him slam the door away.

With a bang, the door was closed.

Fang Chiyao lowered his head slowly and smiled.

This is distressing me.