Brother, let's talk about life

It's been a month, and they haven't seen each other for a month, and they haven't contacted each other by text messages or emails. Zhou Zhi only knows that he is sick, and he has another headache before.

Shen Jingyan was too indulgent when she was in college, smoking and drinking, doing everything, relying on her youth and capital, she didn't care about her body at all, last time she drank clear water at He Bing's house, her mind became muddy again, and she had a severe headache.

Now I can’t do my work anymore, my heart has been dark and depressed for a long time, but the surface is brighter and brighter than before. In fact, my heart is almost dead, I don’t like the excitement anymore, I stay at home and read every day. He has never actively read in his life However, these days it makes everyone feel strange.

The strange thing is that his father called him, and the man always came to give lectures when he called, but his tone today was very soft, Shen Jingyan felt very strange, and asked directly without waiting for his inexplicable greetings: "What? Tell me about it."

The person on the other end of the phone seemed embarrassed, and said after a few seconds: "You go home tonight, and I will talk to you."

Shen Jingyan looked the same: "We have nothing to talk about."

My father was not as angry as usual, and still said in a gentle tone: "Come here, your mother is not here, I have already greeted your grandfather here, it won't take long, just an hour, just have a meal."

The two most important people agreed, so he didn't want to say anything.

I got up and took a shower, blow-dried my hair, the hairstyle I just had done, looked cool at first, but I was lying at home all day without shape, but today I blow it out, it is not a little graceful.

The relationship between their father and son has not been very good, but no matter how much right and wrong they have gone through, the final destination is the family, everyone still treats him the best. If he doesn't work, he can still eat, live, and wear the best.

It's been a long time since I had such an in-depth conversation. He dressed more maturely, and halfway through the drive, he thought about picking out a gift. I remember giving him a gift when he was a child, and he never did such a thing on his birthday or Father's Day when he grew up.

I went shopping in the mall and thought about buying a set of clothes. I didn’t think it was very suitable. After thinking about it, I bought a camera. The price is very expensive. My father has been reluctant to buy it. It’s ridiculous. Will go out to travel but never willing to buy a better camera.

Because choosing a gift was not within the budget, I was stuck in traffic for a while at night, and it was already past eight o'clock when I got home.

He opened the door and was about to change his slippers, when he looked up and saw a strange figure, his eyes froze for a moment, Shen Jingyan closed the door with his fingers and walked over slowly.

Seeing him, Shen Yikuan introduced him with some embarrassment but in a very firm tone: "Xiaoyan, this is your brother, Yiwen."

The boy turned around. He looked about 20 years old, handsome and quiet. He was a little shorter than him, but he was a good student and obedient.

Shen Jingyan stood there blankly, her eyes fixed on him. This boy once had an imprint in his mind, and it moved to his father after a few seconds.

Shen Yikuan knew that he had a bad temper, and was about to explain, when the boy called out loudly: "Brother."

The aunt in the kitchen is still cooking, and the table is full of dishes, all of which are his favorite things. Three pairs of bowls and chopsticks, three pairs, it proves that that person has become one of them.Hearing laughter when he came in just now, Shen Jingyan threw the gift in his hand on the sofa as if he was suddenly injected with a sedative.

Unexpectedly, he went crazy and yelled, except for his face being stiff and angry when he came in, he gradually calmed down and walked to the bathroom, and the last soup was served when he came out.

Auntie brought a towel for him to wipe his hands, Shen Jingyan sat down mechanically, picked up a piece of vegetables with chopsticks.

"Xiaoyan, are you feeling better recently?"

Shen Jingyan didn't speak, got up to fill a bowl of rice, and kept eating with her head down.

"I know you feel uncomfortable, but he is your younger brother after all. He has been outside for 21 years. You have been alone all the time. When your parents get old, you and your brother can still discuss things."

He stuffed the food into his mouth one mouthful at a time, all of which entered his mouth like sticky mud, choked and couldn't swallow it, and finally spit it out on the ground and threw the chopsticks on the table.

"Where's my mother?"

This is what he said, and Shen Yikuan said: "Your mother has already returned home."

Before his father could speak, Yiwen said, "Brother, I am the one who wants to come, and I also want to come to see you. We have grown up, and now we understand many things that we didn't understand before."

Shen Jingyan's slender fingers picked up the chopsticks on the table, and sneered: "Father, I haven't eaten with you for many days, is it not as much as him?"

He seldom called these two words. He didn't like this title since he was a child. He used to call it out when he asked for pocket money, but later he only called it out when he was forced.

Shen Yikuan understood what he meant, there was no need to fight his temper with his son, and he still smiled: "Next year, Yiwen University graduates for an internship, and I plan to let him come to the company to exercise."

This is not a discussion with him, maybe I am not qualified to discuss things with him, but this feeling is really strange, he never thought of getting a little love from his father, but now he feels the pain of being separated This kind of pain is not only the mother's acquiescence to feel sorry for her, but also the pain of father's love being equally divided.

He remained silent, but his father continued, jokingly: "Your mother also thinks that you are too lonely by yourself, and it is best to have a companion. He is a high-achieving student, and so are you. Maybe you have a common language."

Yiwen said softly: "Father, I still need to ask my elder brother for advice. I know he has always been very good."

Shen Jingyan glanced at him: "You're really close, that's right. After hiding outside for so many years, father and son recognize each other, which really touches China."

Although his tone was calm, every word was full of sarcasm, he really had a good temper, Shen Jingyan himself felt strange that he didn't make a big move.

No one moved much during this meal, and Shen Yikuan's calling him here was not just to reminisce about the past and increase the relationship between father and son, it was purely a demonstration, and he was demonstrating!Shen Jingyan doesn't care about his property, but it can't fall into the hands of others, don't even think about it!

Father hypocritically: "Xiaoyan, you have to go to work after you recover from your illness. You have to take it easy after you have been tossing around for so long. Now that the company's senior management is going to reorganize at an important moment, you are one of the important shareholders. In two days, you will have to take care of yourself." Participate in discussion meetings to make decisions."

Shen Jingyan leaned on the chair, played with the spoon and smiled, "Haven't you always been great? Do you still need me to accompany you as a puppet to pretend to be a democracy? Why don't you take your good son to the company for a stroll, and tell me by the way All the people in the company, I was able to have a son when I was young, everyone must think you are awesome."

He has always been very talkative, and these words are much lighter than those he said when he was first discovered as a teenager. Since he wanted to reconcile, Shen Yikuan didn't plan to have a falling out with him.

It was quite calm at first, but his son couldn't hold his breath and stood up and said: "Brother, what qualifications do we have to judge the affairs of the previous generation, if there is no them, there will be no us. He is an elder and a father, and we should respect him."

Play fine.

Shen Jingyan was still unhurried, and snorted: "Of course, you don't care about the affairs of the previous generation, because you were born by sexual intercourse, and you are happy to eat shit, you are really not qualified to judge."

As soon as the words came out, Yiwen was young and energetic, pointing at him with blood in his head, and said: "Dad, if you don't like it, you will spit it on me! And your mother, didn't you marry Dad because you love money, and now you are divorced? Can't go back to the father who gave birth to me?"

Shen Jingyan originally held back his patience and sat down to have a good conversation, so he got up and poured the freshly filled chicken soup on his face, pushed away the chair and walked over: "Say it again!"

His face flushed instantly.

He yelled at the housekeeper, auntie, and the driver came over together. His father was wiping his face with a tissue, and shouted angrily, "Jing Yan, be careful if you dare to do it again!"

Get up and go.

The man under the dim streetlights no longer has to pretend that the sun is shining on the surface, and he doesn't have to endure anything, but at this time, there will be no one to comfort him. All the assembled and seemingly beautiful buildings collapsed in an instant, and the parts inside were scattered all over the place. But he said he was the last to know.

Leaning on the lamppost, his pupils constricted, his head bowed, tears flowed down his face, and he didn't hear it in time when he was connected to the phone.

Seeing the name of the caller, he swiped his hand to answer the phone and didn't hear what the other party said clearly, and was still crying. Zhou Zhi was taken aback, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Shen Jingyan covered her phone to wipe away her tears, stopped crying, calmed down and said, "No, maybe I went to bed late yesterday and I'm a little tired."

Zhou Zhi didn't intend to go any further: "Let's put that matter aside."

Except for the first polite greeting, I didn't expect that the first sentence would be like this after no contact for so long.

After a long silence, he said: "If you really hate me, I can take those things directly, and I am willing to die in your hands."