like electricity

At this moment, Jiang Shou felt that her soul had separated from her body, floating in the uppermost sky to watch the whole farce.

Zhuo Shuang once said that his mother Tang Lin suffered from severe postpartum depression after giving birth to him. Before he was two years old, she locked herself in the room and refused to see all outsiders.

Since Tang Lin couldn't go out, the answer was obvious who was the person who found Jiang Suqing for the showdown instead.

Unlike the old lady who just came here and didn't understand the situation, Jiang Suqing, who had already learned the summary of the previous situation from Teacher Li, looked even more ugly.

avalanche.Such a word suddenly appeared in his mind, perhaps even the instigator Zhou Zezheng could not have imagined that his slight push on the top of the mountain would cause such terrible consequences.

The complicated entanglement between two generations, love and hate, past and present... The truth that he and Zhuo Shuang tried their best to hide was finally exposed to everyone in such absurd form, and they didn't even have time to prepare.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting more and more tense, suddenly Old Tang walked quickly from the other side of the corridor and broke the deadlock with one sentence.

"Are you Zhuo Shuang's parent?" He also looked surprised.

"I am. His mother is currently on a business trip abroad, so I will do it for you." The old woman turned her attention to Old Tang, "Who are you?"

"I'm the teacher of the school's Political and Education Office, and I'm also the group leader of the first grade." Teacher Li in Old Tang Chong's office winked. Slow down."

As an adult who is used to seeing big winds and waves, she quickly adjusted her emotions to be watertight, "Okay, sorry for your inconvenience."

"Are you ok?"

Behind Old Tang, Jiang Miao saw Zhuo Shuang who followed him.

Zhuo Shuang wanted to come closer and talk to him, but thinking that Jiang Suqing was still watching, he almost backed away in a panic.

"I'm sorry." Zhuo Shuang said softly, "It was my negligence."

it's not your fault.He originally wanted to say this, but in the next second, a large shadow covered his vision.

He looked up and saw Jiang Suqing's hideous and distorted face.

"You already knew..." Her voice was difficult, and the words seemed to be forced out from the depths of her throat, "He is actually the son of that man."

yes.He wanted to say this, but panic and despair blocked his throat, preventing him from making a sound.

Seeing the familiar movement of raising his hand, he closed his eyes resignedly, but the pain he imagined did not come.

Someone stood in front of him.

"Don't hit him." Zhuo Shuang squeezed Jiang Suqing's wrist, "If you want to hit me, don't hit him."

These words were tantamount to adding fuel to the flames, Jiang Suqing's face turned ugly, and she yelled at him sharply, "Go away, what does it have to do with you that I educate my son?"

Zhuo Shuang's hands were like iron tongs, no matter how hard she struggled, they never loosened.

"I……"

"Zhuo Shuang, come here!"

Although I still don't know what happened, but seeing them together, the old woman's face became ugly again, "Come here!"

Zhuo Shuang trembled all over, hesitated for a long time, and finally let go of Jiang Suqing slowly.

"Zhuo Shuang, come here." Even Old Tang chimed in, "You forgot what I said, do you still want to make things worse?"

Under their constant urging, Zhuo Shuang finally walked towards them.

Facing Jiang Suqing who was on the verge of breaking out, Jiang Shou didn't dare to see if he turned his head.

"Same name, same surname." Jiang Suqing rubbed her wrist, and sneered at Jiang Shou, "That's the same name and surname you said."

The sense of speech and emotions he had developed since childhood allowed him to hear disappointment, fatigue, anger, and undeniable disgust in this sentence.

"...Mom." He called her dully, wanting to see if her hands were okay.

"Don't call me mom." Jiang Suqing avoided his hand and stared at him with almost hatred, even her voice was trembling, "I don't have such a cheap son as you."

Shameless, vulgar, disgusting... Hurtful words were like stones, smashing his head and bleeding.

In the short few months, they worked hard to repair and maintain, and the mother-child relationship that finally became a little harmonious has regressed back to the original place, or even worse.

What mother would be happy to hear her kid is a dirty, incestuous gay?So this is not Jiang Suqing's problem, but his problem.

After hearing these words, Mr. Li tried to smooth things over, "Both of you..." She wanted to pat him on the shoulder, "Don't take it to heart..."

What's the point of saying those words now?If you don't take it to heart, he won't be sad, right?He opened her hand forcefully, ignoring the astonished expression on Teacher Li's face, turned around and left.

"Jiang worry!"

Someone shouted his name behind him.

"Jiang Shou, calm down!"

How could he calm down?Stop barking, he didn't want to hear or be chased, so he covered his ears and ran.

·

There were not many people on the D28 bus in the afternoon, and the sun shone through the curtains on Jiang Shou in the back row, making his cheeks red and hot.

His skin is more sensitive than others, so it is easy to get sunburned, but he looks out of the window without realizing it, like a walking dead without a soul.

After coming out of school, he got on the first bus with nowhere to go, and then transferred to the D28 road near the familiar platform.

The drive lasted an hour and a half. When we arrived at the destination, the sun had already begun to tilt towards the other side of the sky. The security guard in the concierge, who was watching TV with the air conditioner, glanced at him and went back to his own business.

At this point, the funeral procession had all left, there was no mourning music or salutes, and the cemetery outside the holidays was so empty that one could hear the echoes of the mountains even when walking.

He went up the mountain empty-handed, because his head was a little dizzy, and he stopped and stopped along the way, which took nearly twice as long as usual.

Climbing to the top of the mountain, seeing the familiar tombstone in front of him, he immediately fell down on the ground, gasping for breath.

The slender pine tree in the cemetery seemed to be about the same height as him, and the thin shade of the tree could not even provide shade. He waited until the blackness in front of his eyes stopped before slowly standing up. With a handsome face, his movements stopped suddenly.

He showed a self-deprecating smile, "You must want to ask me why I came. Last time I told you that I made a friend named Zhuo Shuang... In fact, it is not the same name and surname at all. He is the son of that man. I have the same father. half-brother."

Suddenly there was a gust of wind blowing from the forest. His school uniform was soaked in sweat and stuck tightly to his body. His arms and face were sore and itchy from the scalding hot wind.

"I don't care about any of this..." He unconsciously scratched the itchy place on his arm, "I like him and want to be with him, and he likes me too, but it makes her very angry."

Also living in a distorted family since he was a child, Zhuo Shuang has many qualities that he couldn't ask for: Zhuo Shuang can flourish towards the light, but he can only seal himself in the dark and chaotic crevice.

"I can understand why she is angry, because I also think I am disgusting and selfish..." He couldn't continue.If grandpa and grandma were still alive, they would probably be disappointed with him like this.

"I'm sorry." He gritted his teeth and swallowed back his tears bit by bit. He didn't deserve to cry in front of his grandparents' graves. "I'm sorry."

But even if he is spurned by everyone, he still likes Zhuo Shuang, and he can't change it.

He was only answered by whimpering wind and two black and white faces that were always smiling.

·

He stayed in the cemetery until after five o'clock in the afternoon. The staff who came to inspect reminded him that the door was about to be locked, so he stood up and patted the ashes on his pants, and left here step by step.

After returning to the urban area, he still didn't want to go back and face Jiang Suqing.

No place to go either.

The old dormitory with two bedrooms and two halls sent by the grandfather's unit, last time he and Jiang Suqing came to check the relics and left, this time when he came again, there were only ruins left.

He wandered around here and even went back to his former junior high school. Unfortunately, the teacher who taught him in the past either went back to give birth, or went to take care of the first grade of junior high school. It is already on vacation at the moment. He I had no choice but to take a sneak peek outside the former classroom.

At the point when he had to go back, he dawdled back to the Zhuyuan community.Is Jiang Suqing asleep?I hope she is already asleep... The noise of the key being inserted into the door lock was extremely noisy in the silent corridor, and before he could unscrew it, the door opened by itself.

He was startled, and immediately stopped what he was doing, stared blankly at Jiang Suqing's expressionless face, and then lowered his eyes.

The lights in the living room and dining room were all on, and Jiang Suqing bent her lips sarcastically, "You still know how to come back?"

Glancing at the cold food on the table from the corner of his eye, he felt that he was really the most despicable person in the world.

Jiang Suqing ignored him, and sat back on the sofa again. After he entered the room, he silently went to the kitchen to get the bowls and chopsticks, and served himself a bowl of rice.

To be honest, he wasn't hungry at all, he couldn't even taste the food, he just repeated chewing and swallowing mechanically.

He thought that he and Jiang Suqing could finish a meal in peace like this, but how could Jiang Suqing let him go so easily.

"Give me your mobile phone." Jiang Suqing looked at him condescendingly, "I'll count three two one."

He hesitated, took out the phone from his pocket, but didn't hand it to her.

I didn't read it all afternoon, except for dozens of missed calls from different people, his text messages and WeChat seemed to explode, and the latest message was from Wei Zhixun.

—— Someone posted this on the school post bar [picture file]

——You and Brother Zhuo really have this kind of relationship?Why do you never tell me?Do you not consider me a brother?

Wei Zhixun sent a lot of messages, both audio and text, and he didn't have time to read them carefully, so he exited the dialog box to see what Fu Heng sent.

——Let me contact the owner to delete the photo. Both the IP and the account are blocked. If you dare to change the place to post it, you will continue to block it. Let me tell you about Lao Wei, you should deal with your own affairs first.

Later there were messages from Xie Yaoyao and Mei Jin. They were all asking if he had been embarrassed, especially Xie Yaoyao, who could imagine how sad she was just by reading the text... He couldn't stand it anymore.

Jiang Suqing saw his reaction, and stabbed him strangely, "What's so shameful? You also know that what you do is shameful, right?"

He lowered his head and remained silent. This almost tacit attitude made her say more and more, "I'll send you to school. What did you learn? It's homosexual, obscene, disgusting, shameless..."

No matter what she said, he didn't respond. She was so angry that she punched the cotton, snatched the mobile phone from his hand, and threw it to the ground viciously.

She fell the second time if it didn't break once, and the screen broke into several pieces within a few times. She was still so puzzled that she stepped on it hard.

The soles of the slippers are soft, and the mobile phone is not such an easily damaged thing. She stared at the always-on screen for a few seconds, then turned and rushed into his room.

At first he couldn't understand what she wanted to do, until he heard the sound of rummaging through the cabinet, he suddenly remembered that there was a painting given to him by Zhuo Shuang in the cabinet.

The birthday present he got from Zhuo Shuang after so long, if it was ruined...he couldn't imagine the consequences.The blood all over his body was frozen into ice, he stood up, and followed Jiang Suqing as fast as he could.

Jiang Suqing found the painting as expected, she raised the frame in anger, and slammed it hard towards the wardrobe.

"Don't move." He didn't care about anything, snatched the painting from her hand, and protected it under his body, "Don't move this."

She jumped at nothing and kicked him, causing his body to tremble violently in pain.

"You are a man, don't you have any self-esteem? You stick to him

For pestering him, the whole family must have ridiculed us behind our backs for being mean and shameless. "

Zhuo Shuang won't.Zhuo Shuang was the least likely person in the world to laugh at him.

"I managed to make myself look human, how could you treat me like this? Do you want people all over the world to point fingers at me?!"

No matter how ugly she humiliated him, he held the painting tightly in his arms without saying a word.

"Get out of my house." The anger gradually turned into grievance, and she cried out with all her strength, "I would rather I didn't give birth to you, why did you treat me like this?"

Seeing her hysterical appearance, the hatred that had been buried in his heart surged out again, and the sticky, black hatred surrounded him, making him breathless.

Why should a man like him live?His life would only be a burden to others.

"Do you think..." He gasped violently and said hoarsely, "Do you think I want to be born?"

This is the first time he has expressed his true inner thoughts to Jiang Suqing.

"Do you think I want to be born? I always knew it was not easy for you, so why did you let me be born... I dragged you and grandpa and grandma, I knew it from the beginning."

More and more dark thoughts popped up, his head was dizzy, and he temporarily forgot all his usual scruples.

The pain forced him to slow down his speech, "I'm mean, I'm the shame that man left you, why didn't you kill me, why did you let me be born, if I wasn't born, you can live Better than now, I know that."

no the same.Suddenly, a different voice came out.

His existence still has a little meaning, if he dies, Zhuo Shuang will be sad.

Zhuo Shuang was the first to tell him that a person like him could be liked by anyone, and could also be treated tenderly.

He doesn't need to be careful, he doesn't need to be cautious, he just needs to follow his own way.

By Zhuo Shuang's side, he likes himself a little bit, allowing himself to imagine a future with Zhuo Shuang...

Jiang Suqing froze for a moment, "Get out, get out if you don't want to be born by me!"

Get out, get out.He stood up, took two stumbling steps and was pushed back.

"If you dare to step out of this door, you will never have to come back in this life."

He fell down on the bed, his head almost hitting the wall, and nothing but absurdity was despair in his heart.She was the one who told him to leave, and it was she who threatened to sever ties with him.If possible, he also wants to get out, so he doesn't have to live in fear day and night, but where can he go?The home that carried so many of his memories has turned into ruins, he has long been homeless, and he said that I will take care of you, you just need to treat this place as your own home.

Probably because she was extremely disappointed, she stopped beating and scolding him, "I will support you for another two years at most, so you can take care of yourself."

After making sure she was really gone, he carefully hid the painting under the bed, but even so, he still couldn't rest assured.

What if he goes to school during the day?He thought for a long time, and finally decided to ask Xie Yaoyao tomorrow if he could temporarily store the paintings at her house before he moved away to go to university.If Xie Yaoyao refused, he could still ask Wei Zhixun and the others... If Wei Zhixun didn't feel disgusted and broke up with him.

The minutes passed, and he sat on the bed, as if dead, without thinking or doing anything, because every thought caused him pain.

The more distinct the pain on his body, the more he longed for Zhuo Shuang to kiss and hug him again.He missed the refreshing mint aroma of Zhuo Shuang's body, and his warm and firm arms... Everything related to Zhuo Shuang made his eyes sore and his heart tight.

He wanted to hear Zhuo Shuang's voice, but just as he stretched his hand under the pillow, he remembered that Jiang Suqing had broken his phone.

Hate, anger, and overwhelming loneliness and helplessness, so many emotions oppressed him, making him

He has nowhere to escape.

He sat in a daze until the lights in the opposite building were turned off, and the deepest and quietest night enveloped him like smoke, until the whole world could not hear a single sound, he suddenly woke up, fell on the bed and forced himself to close his eyes.

Couldn't sleep, he couldn't sleep anyway, but even so, he forced himself to sleep.

Because only a person who is asleep can dream, he wants to have a dream with Zhuo Shuang, a beautiful dream that does not need to worry about every day.