Luggage Syndrome

Liang Yicheng repeatedly checked the water and dry food of the little white cat, and knocked on the tightly closed doors and windows, leaving only one window with a screened window half open, squatting next to the cat's nest, and gently tugged on it. Whiskers of a small white cat.

"Xiaobai has to take care of the house obediently tonight, and I will reward you with imported canned food when I come back."

The little white cat was in a drowsy sleep, raised its paw, and polished its shorted nails without deterrence, then covered its face weakly.

Liang Yicheng was completely healed by that little pink claw, stretched out his hands and pinched two handfuls of the soft flesh pads, and then went out contentedly.

Liang Yicheng arrived much earlier than the opening time, and there were very few guests in the venue.He looked around and picked the seat farthest from the main table.

"Brother Chengcheng!"

As soon as Liang Yicheng sat down, he heard a childish voice calling him.As soon as he turned his head, a chubby little man rushed towards him, almost knocking him off the chair.

He managed to catch the man with all his hands and feet, and wanted to put him on the ground, but the little fat man hugged him tightly and didn't let go.

"Taotao, let go of your brother Chengcheng, his waist will be broken by you, do you think you are still a child?"

Liang Yicheng's uncle chased his son over, tugged at the chubby little hand, but the little cousin hugged him even tighter, and shouted:

"No, no, no! I haven't seen brother Chengcheng for a long time!"

The little cousin turned around, put his chin on Liang Yicheng's shoulder in aggrieved manner, and said in a childlike voice: "Brother Chengcheng, the police chief is gone, so you won't come to our house to play, I miss you so much. "

Liang Yicheng felt sore in his heart, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, Taotao, my brother will sit next to you tonight, can I have dinner with you?"

The little cousin's eyes lit up immediately: "Okay!"

The uncle flicked the little cousin's head, and the little fat man immediately covered his head exaggeratedly.

"Yi Cheng, today is your grandma's birthday, is it alright if you don't sit at the main table with her?"

"It's okay, anyway, I usually have more opportunities to accompany her."

Liang Yicheng struggled to stand up with his little cousin in his arms, and asked, "Where are your seats?"

"Over there over there!"

The little fat man waved his arms happily, and Liang Yicheng hugged him more like he was carrying a big sack. He moved with difficulty to the table where they were sitting, and finally unloaded the sack, no, cousin, onto the chair.

The little cousin leaned on the stool, and immediately gesticulated happily:

"Father, I want brother Chengcheng to sit next to me, move over there!"

"I know, I know."

Uncle reluctantly moved a seat to the side, looked at his over-excited son, and sighed, "It seems like it's been a long time since I took him out for dinner, the fool is going crazy."

Liang Yicheng smiled, stretched out his hand to touch his little cousin's head, and suddenly felt that the soft hair felt a bit like cat fur, so he couldn't help rubbing it a few times.

"Brother Chengcheng! The way you touch my hair seems to be touching the police chief!"

Hearing the sheriff's name again unexpectedly, Liang Yicheng's movements froze.

"Brother Chengcheng? What's the matter with you?"

"It's nothing." Liang Yicheng smiled bitterly, and said casually: "It's been almost a year, Taotao still remembers the sheriff."

"Of course I remember!" The little cousin blushed anxiously, "Sheriff is so obedient! I will never forget him!"

The little cousin's excited reaction made Liang Yicheng laugh, but his heart softened.

He patted his little cousin's head again, and asked softly, "Why is the sheriff so obedient?"

"Every time I do my homework in the room, it will accompany me. It will not bark or make noise. I can touch it when I am tired from homework. It will not scratch me or kill me. It will Sleep with me..."

"The sheriff likes you very much... Its favorite person should be Taotao..."

Liang Yicheng's voice was tinged with a hoarseness that he couldn't detect, and there was a bit of jealousy.

The sheriff may have only hated him for a long time.

"That's not it!" The little fat man became more emotional, "The police chief's favorite is clearly brother Chengcheng!"

"Every day the sheriff jumps to the shelf outside the window sill. It must be checking if brother Chengcheng is here! Because every time it sees you, it will call you in a low voice! But you can't hear it every time, it Only then will you be so sad that you will hide!"

Liang Yicheng was stunned.

The sheriff's ears can't hear, so it doesn't know that its cry is always so soft, as if it's afraid to disturb the world.

However, what really blocked his ears and blinded his eyes was the guilt and anger that he thought he could do nothing, which made him never raise his head and take a look at the little cat that was calling him hysterically.

It never hated him.

It was he who hated himself.

"Every time you go home, it will jump outside to watch you go away, and then look forward to your coming. That day, it was raining outside, and I called it, but it refused to come in."

"Brother Chengcheng, I think the sheriff must have accidentally fallen down the stairs because it was too slippery in the rain... It would be great if I caught it back then, I'm sorry..."

Liang Yicheng suddenly bent down and hugged his little cousin tightly.

"Taotao... I'm sorry, it's my brother's fault. If only my brother could look up at the sheriff at that time, even if it's just a glance..."

The little cousin tried to stand on tiptoe and hug him, patted his back lightly, and comforted him: "Brother Chengcheng, don't cry! The teacher said that the dead life didn't leave, it just went to the sky and watched you all the time." I miss the Sheriff, so I raise my head, the brightest star in the sky will flash, that must be the Sheriff looking at me. Brother Chengcheng, if you miss the Sheriff, you can also look up, this time, The sheriff must be able to see you..."

Liang Yicheng's emotions gradually calmed down, and his mood gradually became complicated.

The other day, he lent his shoulder to a big man and cried bitterly.

Today, it was his turn to cry on the shoulder of a little man.

It's really turning around.

The guests took their seats one after another, and fortunately he arrived early, otherwise this meeting would have been really embarrassing.

Liang Yicheng saw that Cen Fen had also arrived, stood at the entrance and looked around, guessing that she was looking for him, so he took the initiative to move over.

"Chengcheng, so you've arrived! I didn't see you at the main table, so I thought you weren't here. I've called you several times, but I didn't answer—hey, what's wrong with your eyes, why are they so red? ?”

"It's okay. The wind was too strong on the way here, and I got sand in my eyes. I won't sit at the main table anymore. It's fine for me to sit with my uncle and the others."

"Hey, you kid...it's your grandma's birthday, how can you do it if you don't sit at the main table?"

"Grandpa and grandma finally came here. It's just right to invite them to sit at the main table, and the old man is also happy. Moreover, uncle and his family are here today, grandma won't think of me."

Cen Fen turned her head, and the grandma sitting at the main table was indeed focused on her eldest son, grandson, and great-grandson in her arms, smiling from ear to ear.

Cen Fen pressed Liang Yicheng's shoulder, pulling him to bend down, and then complained softly:

"Your grandma has been like that since before. She can't tell who is good to her and who is not good to her. People's hearts are partial, and your grandma's heart is partial to her eldest son. You I go to see her every night if I have nothing to do, the younger son invites so many relatives and friends for her, and pays for her birthday banquet, it is not as happy as seeing the older son once or twice a year with a few sweet words."

Liang Yicheng patted his mother on the back lightly, and comforted him: "Mom, I don't mind, she has been like this for a couple of days, and the old man is getting old, so it doesn't make sense for you to be angry with her."

"You don't mind, but your dad does. He's been fighting openly and secretly with your uncle for most of his life, but he's just mad at your grandma's partiality... Don't say it, your uncle's family is really too much sometimes. Just now your grandma wanted to hug him Holding her great-grandson, your cousin refused to let her, saying that the child is too young and the old man is not clean. Thanks to your grandma's deafness, otherwise he would have to die of anger."

Liang Yicheng looked up at the main table. Although his grandma couldn't hug her great-grandson herself, her eyes were full of doting, and she was firmly attached to her great-grandson.

As if looking at him, you have the whole world.

Liang Yicheng vaguely remembered that when he was a child, his grandfather would look at him like this.

Why didn't he find out sooner.

He rubbed his sore nose and said in a low voice, "It's okay, as long as she's happy."

"What are you two muttering about?"

A hoarse but loud smoking voice, and a tone that sounded like a reprimand all the time, made Liang Yicheng stand upright reflexively, and soon he turned his face away, without looking at the person, and said lightly: " nothing."

"Hey, the wings are really hard, you won't scream when you see people?"

"Hi brother Xing."

Liang Pengxing was so angry that he yelled, "Brother Huanxing! Why don't you call him Brother Fa!"

Cen Fen quickly persuaded: "Don't get excited, the father and son finally met each other, can't they talk calmly?"

"Look at his attitude! You made him used to it!"

"Okay, Chengcheng, don't be mad at your father. Today is your grandma's birthday, so don't let people see the joke."

Being dragged by her mother, Liang Yicheng reluctantly turned his head, but was taken aback.

However, he hadn't seen him for half a year, and half of his father's black and bright short hair in his memory had already turned white.The wrinkles on the thin face became more and more obvious, and the sunken eye sockets were black and blue.

Even the eyes of the middle-aged man in front of him stared like a bulldog, but he couldn't hide the old and haggard look on his face.

"Dad...you..."

Liang Yicheng even forgot that he was having a temper tantrum, and couldn't help calling out the title that he hadn't called for a long time, and the three of them were taken aback.

Liang Pengxing turned his face away awkwardly, his voice trembled, and the volume dropped a few notches: "Stinky boy, you are finally willing to call me dad."

"you you……"

Liang Yicheng was speechless for a while, and could only look at Cen Fen for help.

Cen Fen smiled softly, winked at him, then pushed Liang Pengxing, and said, "I told you to dye your hair a long time ago, and see how you scare the silly son."

Liang Pengxing scratched his head and muttered, "I think I look like the one Hua Tsai played some time ago..."

Liang Yicheng looked at his father quietly.

The fact that his father was aging out of his sight hit him so hard.

Even if he knew that Fu Lang had lost his father at his age, he still couldn't believe that his strong and domineering father would one day fall silently like Fu Jianliang.

But the person in front of him is clearly at the end of his strength, and has become an old man bluffing.

He hates his father.

But he also loves his father.

Fortunately, this time, he found out not too late.

"dad."

Liang Yicheng yelled calmly, but Liang Pengxing trembled slightly, and the movement of turning his head was also somewhat cautious.

"I know that no matter what I say or how you resist, you will not feel that you are wrong, because you think that you are the father who is above you, and you cannot make mistakes. But I still want to tell you, this time, it is you Wrong, and you can't undo your mistakes."

Liang Pengxing's face was livid, but he didn't speak.

"The sheriff may not have been killed by you, but I still will not forgive you for what you did to the sheriff, never will."

Liang Pengxing was silent for a moment, lowered his head, and sighed softly: "It's up to you."

He pulled Cen Fen, turned around and walked towards the main table.After taking two steps, he stopped, but did not look back:

"There is no shark's fin soup today, because shark's fin is not environmentally friendly, and restaurants can no longer buy it."

Liang Yicheng raised his head in a daze, his father's stooped back was no longer the tall one he remembered.

"However, we still have some at home. When you want to drink, come back."