please change your mind

Moonlight is like wine, picking a bowl breaks hearts.The thin moonlight scattered in the living room, shining on the person lying on the sofa.

Under the gray blanket, there was a tall man curled up. Although he was tall, he was very slender. When curled up, he took up more than half of the sofa.

The sound of the clock ticking, and the hum of the refrigerator cooling, even though all the lights were turned off, it seemed that the person on the sofa still couldn't sleep well.

On the small footstool next to him, another person propped his upper body on his elbows, sitting quietly and motionless.Without looking at his blinking eyes from time to time, I thought he was asleep.

He stretched out his hand, stroked the thin bangs on the forehead of the person sleeping on the sofa, and patted his shoulder to make him sleep more comfortably.

The sleeping man turned over and pressed the arms of the awake man under his body.Wang Yi couldn't pull out his arm, he froze for a moment, then moved his body closer, worked hard, picked him up from the sofa through the blanket, and quietly walked into the bedroom.

No one really cares about you, right?If you don't return home at night, no one cares.

Wang Yi walked out of the bedroom, picked up the mobile phone on the table, and sent a text message to the elders at home. The content of the text message was: Uncle, I sent you a text message in the middle of the night. Excuse me. Please help me investigate. The family situation of the person who lives in the same community, named Wu Liang, thank you!

After sending the text message, he turned off his mobile phone, walked into the bedroom, closed his clothes and lay down on his side, not daring to make too much noise.

The next morning, the dawn dispelled the darkness of the night, and the light dispelled the haze. It seemed that all the good and evil had been completely consumed. Everyone had a smile on their face and hope.

Wu Liang opened his eyes, and found that he was hugging Wang Yi's waist tightly, his hands clasped tightly, as if he was afraid that the man would leave him, he was a little embarrassed, and quickly pulled his hands back.

At this time Wang Yi woke up, he looked down to see Wu Liang's embarrassed expression, and asked with concern: "Did you sleep well last night?"

Wu Liang nodded and said, "I slept more comfortably." The question and answer just relieved Cai's predicament.

Wang Yi smiled gratifiedly, concealed his tired look, and then asked: "We will push your dream forward a little bit every day, so that we will slowly approach the answer, okay?"

Wu Liang didn't make a sound. He just said us, meaning I'm with him?

Wang Yi saw that he remained silent, and continued to discuss: "There is not much you need to do, you just need to go over and hear him sing some songs. Although the two sides are stalemate, it makes you feel very uncomfortable, but, If you don't, the consequences may be more serious in the future. Don't worry about sleeping well, it doesn't matter, I will watch you from the side, and at worst, I will hug you back from the sofa. "

As he said that, Wu Liang couldn't hide the embarrassment on his face again, and he whispered, "Thank you."

Wang Yi didn't answer directly, but only said from the bottom of his heart: Thank you, too, for allowing me to participate in your life.

Even if the world is bad, but only you are good, I am willing.

During school hours, office workers and schoolgoers are bustling on the street, rushing from the suburbs to the center of the city. The breakfast car rolls out early, and those who don't have time to eat breakfast are there to perfuse themselves with a breakfast.

In the hustle and bustle of the world, jumping into the turbulent flow of people, jumping into the sea of ​​people, can never disappear again.

But there is still hope, right?

Wangyi's cell phone vibrated, he took it out of his pocket, unlocked it, quickly glanced at the text message, and then turned it off.

Wu Liang, who was standing next to him, saw the imperceptible flash of panic in his eyes, so he asked him, "What's wrong?"

Wang Yi changed his tone secretly, and while others were not paying attention on the crowded bus, he stretched out his hand and squeezed Wu Liang's little knuckle comfortingly, "It's nothing, just a little thing at home, don't worry."

But I couldn't hide the deep sorrow in my heart, which leaked from the corners of my eyes, the eyes were thick and sad like syrup, fortunately I had you.

This text message, which came at five past seven, was from Wangyi's third uncle.

A business-like tone, a record statement without any emotion, summarizing the tens of thousands of days in the past of that person: mother alcoholism, father domestic violence, childhood bleak, and then his father died in a car accident when he was 13 years old, his mother Remarried to a factory leader, the economic conditions are good, and now both stepfather and biological mother have no time to take care of them, most of them live alone and tend to be violent.

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