Glass man

On the surface of the lake, it has not moved.Her dirty, matted black hair floated like weeds on the water, and she was pale and dead.Diana looked at the body and sobbed uncontrollably.

It wasn't her fault, it was the lunatic who wanted to kill her first.

"Cheng Jiang?"

She backed away from the lake, her legs gave way, she fell to the ground, and soon lost consciousness.

Someone was calling him in a low voice.Cheng Jiang tried his best to open his eyes, and the first thing he saw was a thin layer of moonlight on the window, but when he looked closely, it was still extremely dark, and no one could be seen.A hand touched his shoulder and patted it lightly.He turned around.

Very close to him, there is a face that flickers on and off, that is Shen Jiqing.

☆、chapter51

Shen Jiqing squatted in front of him, the distance between their faces was less than fifteen centimeters.

Through the halo of the street lamp or the moon outside the window, Cheng Jiang could see the clear outline of his chin, but because of the angle, he couldn't see Shen Jiqing's eyes.

He tried to sit up, but there was a pain from where his shoulders met his neck.Shen Jiqing's hand on his shoulder supported him so that he could sit up straight.

"What's wrong with me?" His voice sounded a little distorted.

"You fell asleep."

"Yes." He frowned and rubbed the sore back of his neck and shoulders with his hands.

"You fell asleep, on the couch."

Cheng Jiang looked at him blankly.

"It's five o'clock in the morning," Shen Jiqing explained to him patiently, "You fell asleep on the sofa."

Only then did he truly realize his situation.His computer was half-opened on the coffee table, the screen had already dimmed by itself, and beside it was a water glass with a little bottom left.He was wearing the home clothes he usually wears at home, and his body was leaning on the back of the sofa in an awkward posture. No wonder he felt uncomfortable after waking up.

"I forgot to go upstairs. How did you find out?"

"When I woke up at night, I found that the door of your room was closed. Normally, you would leave the door open before going to sleep."

"That's it." Cheng Jiang said not very energetically, "You observe really carefully."

Shen Jiqing stood up with her hands on her knees and sat beside him.

For a while, they just sat side by side, silently looking at the opposite TV, two very blurred and small figures were projected from the black screen, as if they were framed after being photographed with a very old camera , family photo frame with low quality.Everything outside the window was completely silent, even the sound of the wind blowing through the branches was inaudible. After a long time, a bird suddenly called.

There are four birdsongs at one degree, and the sound is clear, and the next degree is only a few seconds after each pass. It is probably the most singing tune in this area.He knew that the four-cuckoo cuckoo sang most frequently only when the sky was about to dawn.

"Aren't you going back to sleep?"

Cheng Jiang stared forward as if unconsciously.

"Cheng Jiang?"

The young man seemed to be awakened from a dream suddenly, and turned his head.

"I... Take it easy, my legs are still a little numb. Aren't you going back to sleep?"

"I'll talk about it later." Shen Jiqing replied, "I'm already awake, just appreciate the beauty of the dawn and make sure you won't continue to sleep in the living room. What were you thinking just now?"

Cheng Jiang looked at him for a while, and then slowly said as if in a dream:

"I was thinking, how weird. We're sitting in the living room."

"what?"

But no response.

Cheng Jiang lowered his eyes, the inside was like a primitive man's cave, and there were many unknown and distant things, which took him to a very distant place.At first Shen Jiqing thought that he was sitting up and fell asleep again, hesitated for a long time, and couldn't bear to wake him up directly.Of course he has other options, but it doesn't sound very ethical to let Cheng Jiang continue to sit and sleep on the sofa until morning.

Can he help him return to the bedroom on the premise of waking him up?

There is nothing wrong with thinking about it, but how to implement it is a problem.Besides, what was he to do after that?If Cheng Jiang suddenly woke up midway, which of them would feel more embarrassed, and who would feel more ashamed?

Shen Jiqing turned her head and looked out the window.

The four cuckoo calls sounded again.

The child leaned against the window, watching the lights of cars downstairs driving slowly past in the night. It was a car he was familiar with.

After a while, voices and footsteps came from the entrance, it was Shen Ziwei and Liu Jiangyin who had returned.Shen Ziwei was very displeased with him watching on his stomach like this every day, thinking that he was wasting time in a daze all day long, but Liu Jiangyin said that it would be fine when he went to primary school in autumn.

For some reason, his relationship with his biological father is not very close, but his relationship with his stepmother is better.Liu Jiangyin works in Shen Ziwei's company, sometimes she will come back early, sometimes they will return together.According to his previous experience, when the two of them came home together, he had better keep a respectful distance, so he didn’t leave the house, but just opened the door, sat on the top of the stairs, a place that was not easy to see downstairs, and listened to the conversation below. voice.

There was little chance of him being discovered: after all, the second floor was his domain.

Children like to sit there and listen to the movement downstairs.He does.

Shen Ziwei played the piano very well, almost at the professional level.In the gap between mother and Liu Jiangyin, the child often wakes up at night.When he was younger, he slept alone in the upstairs room, and he didn't dare to go downstairs, so he could only cover himself in the quilt, so scared that he didn't dare to move.When he was a little older, he realized that the voices that woke him up in the middle of the night were not from the man-eating monsters, but from his father.

Shen Ziwei roared at night and smashed his fists against the wall, but most of the time, he played the piano almost crazily.

The child is familiar with many tunes.

Some songs were originally very pleasant, but when Shen Ziwei played them, they became depressed and gloomy.Shen Ziwei's piano sound was like a curse, slowly filled with resentment and hatred.Who do you hate, is it mother?The child does not know.Why does he hate mom so much?But he dared not ask.

He was inexplicably afraid of Shen Ziwei, as if he owed him something from birth.

Later, Liu Jiangyin appeared.

When Shen Ziwei brought her home, the child would secretly look down from upstairs.From his perspective, she couldn't see her face clearly, only the fluttering blue skirt and the plain hairband tied on top of her head.

Liu Jiangyin was only 24 years old at the time, and everything in this house was novel, so she begged Shen Ziwei to play the piano for her, and he sat down.

What played back was a soft and beautiful tune that children often hear, and Liu Jiangyin was fascinated.But to the children's ears, the resentment in this song is not diminished, it's just been skillfully hidden.

Liu Jiangyin said, you play the piano really well.I never knew anyone could play the piano so well.

Shen Ziwei said, if you want, you can come and listen to it from time to time.If you want to learn, I will teach you too.

After that, she came to the door more and more times, and not long after, the child officially saw her.Shen Ziwei and Liu Jiangyin have only been married for a year, and they are still newlyweds at this time, sweet and sweet, usually when the two come back together, they often laugh and laugh.

But there was something wrong with the atmosphere on this day: the woman seemed to be crying.

The six-year-old child's body is not fully developed, and the people in the living room did not fully let go of their voices, so they couldn't hear a few words.And he didn't necessarily understand what it meant when he heard it. After many years, he couldn't remember it for a long time, only the last two sentences:

"It's really not possible, don't you still have...?" It was Shen Ziwei.The blank space refers to the third person in the house.When Shen Jiqing thought about it later, he felt that this person really didn't know the art of speaking, because his words were extremely perfunctory, like dry, fake nonsense after all the words of comfort were exhausted.

"No, it's different. How can it be the same?" the woman sobbed.

To be honest, the child did not understand these two sentences.Instead, he began to think about other things he could understand, such as the plot of the little picture book in the afternoon.Although the specific content in it is no longer clear, but no matter what, he began to sit there alone and laugh.Sometimes kids do that.

But there was a reason why he remembered those two sentences into adulthood, because not long after he started laughing, the two people in the living room started walking around, just in time to see him together.Liu Jiangyin saw him first, and suddenly stopped, with tears all over her face.Then came Shen Ziwei who found out that she was not in the right mood. The latter immediately sullen and reprimanded angrily:

"Things without conscience, what are you laughing at? Are you gloating?"

The child put away his expression for a moment, knowing that no matter what the reason was, he probably got into trouble.He subconsciously looked at Liu Jiangyin's face cautiously, as if seeking protection, but perhaps because of the tears, the woman's expression was different from usual.

He was a little panicked by this, so he got up without saying a word, rushed back to the room in two or three steps, and closed the door behind him.Because the movement was too fast, the door accidentally slammed.

He went back to the window and stared out blankly.

The woman's crying continued, one after another.

While Shen Jiqing was thinking wildly, Cheng Jiang suddenly woke up again.He stared straight at the clock for a while, then turned his head to look at Shen Jiqing.After watching for a while, he suddenly realized:

"Oh, it's you."

Shen Jiqing laughed.

"It's past six o'clock. I usually get up at about this time." Cheng Jiang said, his voice was a little hoarse, "Go back and sleep for a while."

Shen Jiqing didn't move. "I think we should solve the problem at the source."

Cheng Jiang looked at him a little blankly, and asked after a while:

"what?"

"I was thinking, we should find a way to relax you. You've been acting like you've been twisting the strings lately, and I don't know why. But seriously, is there something that can't be solved? You should relax, Go out and have fun, it's good for your soul."

"I don't know—" Cheng Jiang stopped, "What can you do?"

When he said this, Shen Jiqing really started to think.

"There is nothing interesting around here, but there is a park near my unit. There will be festival-themed facilities in it on Halloween. You can take the children to see it together. Halloween is the last day of October, not too long from now. Come here It’s been so long, we haven’t hung out together yet.”

"Does the whole family go out to play together?" Cheng Jiang said in surprise, "Okay."

Five minutes later, when Cheng Jiang went to the bathroom on the first floor to wash up in the morning, Shen Jiqing went upstairs by herself.According to the clock, he could still sleep for an hour.

His footsteps sounded heavy, and as he walked, he was thinking about the conversation just now.He picked out Cheng Jiang's subconscious words just now and savored them again, and smiled involuntarily.

The whole family, he thought.He continued to walk, walked and paused, and put his hand on the railing while thinking, suddenly stopped completely, raised his face upwards for a while, and closed his eyes.

When it was opened again, there seemed to be some water inside.

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☆、chapter52

"Doesn't this really look weird?" Cheng Jiang asked for the first time tonight.

"Relax, it will be very appropriate for us to walk with you." Shen Jiqing replied for the first time tonight.

At this time, they had finished the burritos that could be eaten soon for dinner, packed up their clothes, and walked out of the entrance.The days at the end of October are just right on the dividing line between autumn and winter. Although it is not enough to wear a down jacket, it is necessary to wear several layers of thick clothes inside and out.

Because of Shen Jiqing's insistence on the festive atmosphere, both of them wore black, which is not wrong, but Shen Jiqing still insisted on giving Cynthia a Halloween-style facial treatment, saying that it was according to the practice of that small park, children They all dress up as little ghosts, and it's fun to get together.

"As for me?" He showed a bloody smile to Cheng Jiang who came out after locking the door, "Why can't I celebrate the festival together? I haven't had one before."

Cynthia was wearing her normal hoodie, black pantyhose dotted with water jade, and a children's windbreaker over it.Cheng Jiang and Shen Jiqing held her with one hand, but fortunately she was obviously taller than her peers, so it would not cause the effect of carrying a shopping bag between the two of them.

She wore shofar braids, and she had the same makeup on her face as Shen Jiqing's: her eyes were painted red, and there was a vertical red line under each eyelid, as if she had been cut twice vertically.The tip of the nose was painted tomato color, the lips were scarlet, and the drawn corners of the mouth extended to the cheeks.

The makeup tools were borrowed by Shen Jiqing and her colleagues, and there are many bottles and cans.He doesn't know how to draw, so he can only instruct Cheng Jiang to do it, and test it on his face before officially painting it for Cynthia.It was also because of this that Shen Jiqing's facial makeup looked particularly terrifying, and her eyes almost turned into blood holes.

When the three of them walked onto the bus, they unsurprisingly caught the attention of everyone on the bus.

"What a cute kid." The conductor said, not knowing whether it was sincere or out of politeness, but Cheng Jiang felt that although Cynthia looked at it like this was indeed very scary, she still felt a little cute after watching it for a long time.When he was thinking this way, Cynthia suddenly raised her head and smiled at him, and the blood-red corners of her mouth that were still on her cheeks suddenly reached her ears.

With a thump in his heart, Cheng Jiang turned his head to stare at the receding street outside the window, but it was too late.

The image of the girl who had appeared before standing on the stairs and shedding blood and tears reappeared in his mind, lingering.He didn't dare to look at Shen Jiqing who was sitting next to him, until the other party came over and gently pulled him.

"There's still a long way to go, let's talk, the three of you." Shen Jiqing said.

Shen Jiqing is undoubtedly a master at telling ghost stories. Coupled with his makeup that suits the occasion, Jiang never found a chance to look back at the picture that accidentally flashed during this journey.

It doesn’t take long to tell a ghost story, but Cynthia, who has recently started to talk more and more smoothly because her speech has become smoother, immediately started the "[-] whys" mode, extending their conversation infinitely to the arrival of the bus .

It wasn't until the three of them got out of the car, bought tickets, and merged into the theme park full of weirdly dressed children that Cheng Jiang remembered that Cynthia seemed to be motion sick before.

Probably because her attention was distracted, she showed no sign of dizziness at all along the way, and she was still alive and kicking after getting off the car.They walked around the gate decorated with bandaged men, hat ghosts and dryads, and gave Cynthia a bag of Halloween candy with tickets.

The little bag is orange with black stripes and contains three candies, a pumpkin-shaped chocolate lollipop, a ghost-shaped white chocolate and a flat pumpkin cookie slice.

Because children can't eat too much candy at one time, Cheng Jiang only asked her to pick one piece, and told her to keep the rest and eat slowly later.

After putting away the bags, they started to shuttle around the park.

Cynthia put the chocolate lollipop in her mouth, and ate it slowly bit by bit, walking very fast.At first, Cheng Jiang was still planning in his mind which way to go first, but only then did he realize the situation: it was not at all that they were leading Cynthia, it was clear that they were following Cynthia wherever she was going.The Halloween scenic spot in the park is not big, and there are only a few kinds of facilities in total. Cynthia happily went around.

She has tried:

[Ghost Swamp]: A piece of wet mud with some small fluorescent props buried in it. If you find a certain amount, you can exchange for candies as gifts.Cynthia queued up to go in twice but failed to find enough within the stipulated time, and finally had to push Shen Jiqing in.Although it is not clearly stipulated that this is a children's game, he was lucky to be the only adult in the venue, but he did not feel embarrassed at all. He even communicated with a six-year-old boy for a long time in exchange for different colored light sticks.

[Monster Castle]: A simple fortress, with several colorful cartoon monsters drawn with chalk on the wall, let the children throw sandbags.Cynthia's throws were of an unexpectedly high level, accurate every time.

[Pumpkin Patch]: There are many large and small resin pumpkin ornaments in the grove. Each pumpkin is half the height of a person, and children can climb up to play.Cynthia climbed onto an ornament taller than her, and was photographed by Shen Jiqing, who named it 'Little Rock Climber'.

[Forest of Wooden Steles]: There are many wooden boards standing behind the pumpkin field, with eyes and bloody mouths carved out of them. It looks strangely beautiful, so many people took group photos here.Shen Jiqing and Cynthia also took several photos together, but Cheng Jiang herself was not included in the photo.

Cheng Jiang sometimes thinks that a child's energy is a progress bar, which is updated every day, and when it is used up, it will be gone.After taking pictures in the forest of wooden steles, Cynthia collapsed and refused to leave, so she could only be hugged.It was getting late, they walked for a while, and then decided to head back home.

The two took turns holding the girl, because they had already reached the depths of the park, and it took a long way to get back, and Cynthia's weight was really not very strong for two men who were not very strong (it's embarrassing to say so) An easy indicator.

For the festive atmosphere, bloody footprints were painted on the road with red fluorescent powder. Although it looked a little scary in the dark night, it also served as a guide.Shen Jiqing walked ahead with Cynthia in her arms, and said with emotion:

"I didn't go to this kind of theme park much when I was a child, but now I have gained experience."

"I didn't have one when I was a child." Cheng Jiang followed behind, "Wait a minute, is it raining?"

While he was talking, another drop of cold water hit the bridge of his nose.

Shen Jiqing clicked her tongue and looked around for a moment, but she didn't see any nearby shelter from the rain.He simply straightened Cynthia's hat, pulled down her hand that was originally around his neck, bent down and ran away.Fortunately, the bloody footprints on the ground would not be washed away so quickly. The two ran along the main road and left the park in a short while, just in time for the last bus.

Shen Jiqing was very fast, but he obviously had no experience of running with children on rainy nights, so that his bending and running movements were useless: both he and Cynthia were drenched in the cold, and only Cynthia, however, was to a lesser extent.As soon as they got on the bus, the three of them went straight to the last row with more space and no other passengers, and quickly took off their water-absorbed coats.

Cheng Jiang wiped his face and frantically took out a tissue. The two of them, one on the left side and the other on the right side, wiped Cynthia's body with tacit understanding.

"It's really interesting." After a long time, Cynthia commented thoughtfully.

Cheng Jiang wasn't quite sure whether she was referring to the game facilities in the park or the distance Shen Jiqing ran with her in his arms, but he didn't bother to guess because she first muttered that she was cold, and then quickly fell asleep .

With the rain and the unwarmed temperature at night, Cheng Jiang himself was terribly cold.He put Cynthia on his lap and moved to the left. The three of them sat together silently and tightly.

"Do you know, Cheng Jiang?" Shen Jiqing said in a timely manner, "I think we are like a nest of birds now."

Cheng Jiang smiled briefly.

Shen Jiqing paused for a moment, then suddenly murmured: "It would be nice if we could keep doing this."

Cheng Jiang turned his head to meet his gaze.

The makeup on Shen Jiqing's face was washed away by the rain, and his face was flushed red, as if he had run away from the scene of a murder. Probably because of the poor light at night, the driver let him get into the car smoothly.However, under the refraction of the raindrops, the light coming in from the car window hit his face one after another, and there was a strange soft feeling.

"What?" he asked softly.

"I—I can't tell, that's how it is now anyway. We hang out and go home together after dark, like we're the only ones in the world. Like nothing bothers us, like this car will never stop .”

He spoke in very general terms.But the strange thing is that Cheng Jiang knew what he was talking about.

"Does it feel like a big family?"

"Yes." Shen Jiqing said melancholy.

"There will be. After a few years, when you get married and have one or two children, you can also take the whole family out to play like this. Until then..." Cheng Jiang organized his vocabulary a little melancholy , "Maybe you'll like it better."

"But maybe I won't." Shen Jiqing said, the tone couldn't hear the ups and downs for a while.

"Maybe you won't." Cheng Jiang agreed.

The night in late autumn darkened very early. At this time, it was already dark outside the window, only the light of neon lights and street lamps remained, condensed into small dots of light under the refraction of the raindrops on the window glass.The water droplets keep flowing down from the top of the window, but they always flow down along the track of the previous water trace, and finally merge with other tracks, forming a drop and disappearing at the bottom of the window.

The bus moved slowly in the rain. After a long time, the night scene outside the window became exactly the same, as if it was still, and it seemed that it would never stop.

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☆、chapter53

If there were only two adults, Cheng Jiang and Shen Jiqing, in the family, they could probably change their clothes and take a shower as soon as they entered the house, so as to avoid the wind and cold caused by the rain with a high probability.But when there was Cynthia, who was just over two years old, at home, everything could only be done by her.

Cheng Jiang has as Cynthia—is there really? ——The blood-related father had to give her a bath and tidy up—obviously, Shen Jiqing couldn't do this job—this meant that he couldn't take care of the cold for himself in the first place.

As soon as they entered the house, Cheng Jiang said resignedly:

"You can help me get a bag of granules later."

"I should have checked the weather forecast." Shen Jiqing said guiltily.

"The weather forecast is at night, and the rain came two hours earlier." Cheng Jiang comforted him.

Cynthia usually takes a bath in the bathroom on the first floor, because there is a large bathtub in it.Cheng Jiang turned on the Yuba, and took off his wet coat and trousers, leaving only the slightly damp long johns and long johns, not daring to change them in front of Cynthia, but putting on a pajamas coat outside.

While Cynthia was undressing herself, he started filling the bathtub with hot water so quickly that the depth control just covered Cynthia's shoulders as she sat.

Even though he knew that he was different from ordinary single fathers, Cheng Jiang later developed the habit of bathing her with his eyes closed.He had looked online for how other people in the same situation would handle the situation, but couldn't find a better way.

When Cynthia was particularly energetic, she would do some little pranks like teasing, but today she may have just come back from playing, and she looked very good.

Considering that everyone was suffering from damp and cold, the water temperature today was hotter than usual, which made Cynthia's body temperature rise a bit.But when Cheng Jiang sent her to bed and found that she was still hot all over, he began to notice that she had been limp from the car to the shower.

"Don't have a fever." He thought uneasily.

Cheng Jiang himself didn't know how to check the Celsius degree, so he had to ask Shen Jiqing to do it for him, while he was rushed to the bathroom to take a shower.This is actually useless, because while taking a bath, he started to sneeze, runny nose, and finally even a little dizzy. The first thing he did after he came out was to drink Shen Jiqing's Cold Qingre Granules.

"38 degrees 8." Shen Jiqing took out the thermometer and announced.

"Is that a fever?" Cheng Jiang asked uncertainly, but got an affirmative answer.

Cynthia didn't know if she was asleep or awake, she was lying quietly under the quilt, holding tightly the blue teddy bear that was randomly given to her.It wasn't until Cheng Jiang touched her face, which was flushed with fever, that she began to speak vaguely.

Cheng Jiang listened closely, and what she said was:

"It's so cold."

After a while, she said again: "I feel so bad." Then she fell asleep.

Shen Jiqing went downstairs and took the towels and put them in the refrigerator, and came back after a while, and put one of them on the girl's forehead.He explained:

"This one is not very cold, let's use it alive first, and the other one needs to be frozen for a while. I don't have antipyretics at home, so I can't give it to children even if it is possible. It is said on the Internet that there may be an allergic reaction, so try physical cooling first. If If the temperature rises, or if the fever persists in the morning, then we will go to the hospital."

"Won't it burn out?" Cheng Jiang asked worriedly.

Because of the cold, his own dizziness seemed to be getting worse, and all the thoughts in his mind were churning in and out at the same time, so that he couldn't remember "that time" when Cynthia was sick. How is it handled.

At first thought, he still seems to have a vague impression, but if he is asked to think about those details, it becomes completely blank, like the densely packed notes that have been memorized are roughly erased by an eraser, although There are still a few marks left, but nothing that should be seen clearly can't be seen clearly.

"You sleep too, ah." He seemed to hear Shen Jiqing saying, "Now is the time for the culprit to take responsibility for the victims of the rainy night."

What Shen Jiqing said was not very serious, but his tone was strangely serious.Cheng Jiang couldn't tell where the faint sense of disobedience was, but he was tired of thinking, so he just mechanically went back to bed and let himself fall into sleep.Before that, he felt a pair of hands move his legs hanging by the bed to the mattress, then he straightened his body, pushed down from his shoulders, and covered it airtightly with the quilt.

The whole process was quite jerky and awkward, as if the executor was afraid to touch him.

But it's strange, he thought, why it's not cold all of a sudden.

When the child entered the house, there was still no one in the house.

The air is filled with the smell of air freshener, sprayed by the hourly workers after cleaning up, and she comes on time every day.The hourly workers were introduced by people from Shen Ziwei's company, and they are very reliable, so they have their house keys, so Liu Jiangyin doesn't have to come out to open the door.

But the hourly worker must be gone now, because Liu Jiangyin was standing in the living room with his back to him, playing with a teapot on the table.

Liu Jiangyin is afraid of meeting people.She never comes out when outsiders are around.

Women wear loose macaron blue nightdresses.A section of lace was attached to the bottom of the skirt, and under the light, you could see the protruding butterfly bones on her back and the skinny curves of her body, like the plaster sketches with strange proportions hanging in the art classroom of the school, which reminded him again. I remembered the back view of a naked girl in a movie that was shown in the self-study class in the classroom.

The movie is an inspirational movie, and the male teacher probably didn't watch it before it was played, but when it came to this scene, the whole class was booing and covering their eyes.Only he didn't respond, and even observed that piece of body calmly during the few seconds when the camera appeared, only thinking that the actress's figure was quite beautiful.

The child is 11 years old this year, and will soon be 12 in a few months.

He went to school early, and was already a first-year junior high school student at this time. More or less, he occasionally saw some sex-related pictures through various channels, but he didn't feel anything.

The female body was foreign to him, strange, lifeless.

Perhaps it was because they reminded him of Liu Jiangyin.

Then he began to feel an indescribable feeling, like eating that kind of hard cherry candy with a strange taste but he still likes it very much.He likes to observe the pattern of the pen that the deskmate takes out first in each class, deliberately chooses the same lunch as the deskmate, and gives him a lecture.

It took him a long time to realize that this was not very normal, but what was normal?His family is abnormal: Shen Ziwei is abnormal, Liu Jiangyin is abnormal, and so is he.

He is also abnormal.

Liu Jiangyin turned around when she heard him coming back.

As usual, she asked him how his day was and whether he was happy at school.She asked him to come closer so that she could reach out and caress him intimately along his forehead to his chin.He couldn't hide, or she would lose her temper again and say he was rude and uneducated.He could still bear these words, but when she cried unrelentingly, he felt sorry for her again, and had to spend exhausting time blaming himself for his mistakes and comforting her.

Just like at this time, he didn't dare to move, and could only shrink back indistinctly.

He also didn't dare to speak indiscriminately: talking to Liu Jiangyin is the same as walking through a minefield full of weeds, you need to be careful.He has to avoid what he can't say, and he can't pause for too long.This is the way he and Liu Jiangyin have summed up getting along in the past few years since Liu Jiangyin quit his job and stayed behind closed doors.

Seeing her face darken, the child has already started to panic.

The matter in the school orchestra must never be mentioned to her, but other than that, what else is there today?He panicked, and could only say that he was very happy at school, and his monthly exam results came down.

He regretted it as soon as he finished speaking.But when the woman asked, he could only continue to say: His physics and mathematics are full marks.

The woman asked, what about the others?

The child said that he failed the English test and that something went wrong in reading comprehension.But my grades can also be ranked first in the class...

The woman asked him to put down his schoolbag and show her the contents.She flipped through a few times, and turned to the physics paper first, frowning casually.

Why are the papers so simple now?There is no difficulty at all.

The next big question is very difficult, and only two people in the class got it right.

Disaster?This is not difficult, barely above average.Forget it, there is nothing to see.Show me the English paper.

The child silently folded the math and physics papers that had been specially placed on the top and put them aside, and gave her what she wanted to read.She flipped to the part where he made frequent mistakes.

God, I didn't say you, this kind of story was when I was studying...

The woman didn't go on, just sighed.She sighed several times, but the corners of her mouth were curved upwards, and her posture was a kind of twisted joy.

She said that when she was studying, this kind of question did not appear much, but when it appeared, everyone was very happy, because it was all given points.error?The ones who made mistakes were those bastards who came to school but didn't study hard.

As she spoke, she flipped forward again, raising her eyebrows excitedly.Why is the fill-in-the-blank in front of it still wrong? You can’t know such a simple word?

No no, mother.I was careless.

I know a lot more than you, Shen Jiqing.There is no carelessness at all, only not.You said, would you not?So... At most, it is a word with difficulty in the second grade of elementary school, why don't you know it?What are you for?Her calves stretched out straight forward, and her slippers kicked somewhere.So her feet began to grope under the table, licking past his own shoes, the cool, soft-bodied reptilian feel...

I didn't, I was just careless.

You just won't.Why, you want to overwhelm me even with such a trivial matter?Are you still blaming me for not letting you go to band training? Isn't that for your own good?God knows you're not doing you any good by wasting so much time each week on twitter.But if you don’t listen to me, you’d better go—kindly treat yourself like a donkey’s liver and lungs!It really makes my heart feel so cold.Fortunately, I called the school today, and you actually kept it from me.Why don't you tell me you're still going secretly?I called the school.I said our family is in a special situation and my son has to come home on time every day because I am sick and I need him all the time.I said you understand, right?If he arrives home one minute later than he should, I'm not afraid to go to the gate and make them look good!

She pushed the test paper, pressed her temples in circles, and said sleepily: Look, I have a headache again.Bring me a glass of water, blind to see...

The child went to bring the water in silence.