Glass man

It will fall down.

He sat up, wanting first to see where the baby was, what it was doing, whether it was alive.

It didn't take long for him to catch a glimpse of her in the middle of the big bed.

Then he got out of bed, drew the curtains, and made the bed.The early morning in Central City seemed no different from that in Lengwan. He quickly finished his morning wash, and left the bedroom 10 minutes later, he saw Shen Jiqing sitting alone at the side of the large dining table in the living room, eating bread and drinking milk.

Even in his own home, a man still looks decent from the way he dresses to the way he behaves.Cheng Jiang watched him secretly for a while in the corner of the corridor, and his movements became more reserved.

The two greeted each other.

"How did you sleep last night?" the host asked with a warm smile on his face.

"Very well, thank you." The guest replied.

"You got up so early, I thought you'd sleep until noon."

Cheng Jiang didn't know how to answer, so he just tried to smile.He quietly looked at Shen Jiqing, thinking of the unexpected close contact the night before, he was a little embarrassed.

At the same time, he inexplicably felt that the other party was different from last night, but he couldn't tell in his heart.

Then, under Shen Jiqing's instructions, he found the bread and milk that were still warm, and made new milk powder. The two finished Cheng Jiang's first meal in China relatively silently.

Compared with the atmosphere of last night, their current relationship is deliberately unnatural.

After the meal, Cheng Jiang asked to wash the dishes.

He turned on the faucet and noticed that although it was a working day, Shen Jiqing had no intention of going out to work at all.After washing a porcelain bowl with blue background flowers, he carefully put it aside and remembered that today is the first day of the new year.No matter where it is, people get public holidays around New Years.He put the washed bowls in the sink, took off his apron, and said to Shen Jiqing who was still sitting at the table:

"Happy New Year."

"Happy and happy." Shen Jiqing looked very happy, "Finally, I won't be alone for the New Year this year. I plan to spare some time to go out and buy some decorations these few days. Do you want to go with me?"

Before Cheng Jiang could decide which way to turn his head, a series of cello sounds suddenly came from Shen Jiqing's pocket, interrupting the conversation.Shen Jiqing smiled apologetically, made a gesture, and picked up the phone.He said a few words of courtesy to the other side, then suddenly raised his head to look at Cheng Jiang, and handed him the phone across the table.

looking for you.He mouthed that, then naturally left the living room and went upstairs.

Cheng Jiang heard his footsteps very softly, and quickly disappeared.

He looks at the phone.

There could only be one person who would call him, Cheng Jiang's heart skipped a beat.Cheng Yuegu's voice came out, and she asked him if his journey was going well, and wished them a happy new year.After she said that she was already at the boarding gate and could arrive at night, Cheng Jiang finally remembered something she hadn't mentioned last time:

"Mom, I didn't come out alone this time."

"Then who did you come out with?" Cheng Yuegu also followed him in English, scratching the microphone with sharp syllables, "What's going on?"

"It's my... child."

Cheng Yuegu said in disbelief, "Your? Where did you get the child?"

He didn't really want to repeat the details, so he simply answered: "surrogacy."

The other side was silent for a long time, and finally Cheng Yue asked:

"A surrogate?"

The implied meaning of these words was very clear, so even if he didn't want to, Cheng Jiang had to start explaining.He kept his voice to the minimum, and carefully stared at the stairs while talking, for fear that Shen Jiqing would come down suddenly.When he finished stumbling, Cheng Yuegu suddenly sneered.

"Have you done a paternity test?"

Cheng Jiang was taken aback.

She continued on her own: "That's right, it's up to you—you can't think of these twists and turns."

"what are you saying?"

"You don't know how to count the days?" Cheng Yuegu's voice was full of disappointment, "The test tube will be prepared in August, and the baby will be born in September next year? Do you think everyone's brains are as straight as yours? A person who relies on selling children Women will honestly follow scientific procedures to satisfy your wishes, instead of randomly finding an Asian man somewhere nearby to fool around, and then packing the unborn child and sending it back as your child?"

Cheng Jiang's lips moved.

"Even if she is indeed a decent person." Cheng Yuegu continued, "What do you think Lengwan is? If their science and technology can support artificial insemination, there won't be so many useless doctors who just sit in the office and prescribe Euthanasia!"

"I've done a paternity test." Cheng Jiang said suddenly.Cheng Yuegu was still talking, so he couldn't help but speak louder, repeating both sides, "She is my biological daughter."

Cheng Yue stopped.

"You really did?" she asked suspiciously.

"Why should I lie to you." Cheng Jiang held the phone in one hand and pressed the other hand tightly on the table, "Does it make sense?"

"I'll believe what you say for now." He must have had a good reputation with her when he was a child, because her tone finally loosened. "How old is the child? Boy or girl? What's the name?"

"For more than three months, it's a girl. Her name is Cyn...Cheng Yue."

She changed the subject.

"So you are alone with a newborn baby?"

"Yes."

"How much did you spend?"

Cheng Jiang held the microphone in silence and did not speak.Cheng Yuegu's tone rose again, and he immediately heard her anger: "What do you think you are doing, Cheng Jiang, playing tricks? You are still so immature, why do you think you can take care of yourself?" A child? Are you afraid you haven’t thought about anything? Spend all your money on it, how will you live after that? Huh?”

"I know." Cheng Jiang whispered.

Afterwards, he stopped defending himself, but silently listened to Cheng Yuegu's angry questions and accusations.He listened to everything calmly until the plane was about to take off and she hung up the phone.The baby was still sitting on his lap, and now he raised his head, looking innocently at Cheng Jiang with blue eyes.

He put the phone on the table and stared at it blankly.

Then he moved his gaze to the blue eyes.

He already understood why Cynthia looked nothing like him.

When calling, Cheng Jiang was always afraid that Shen Jiqing would come down suddenly.But when he completely got out of the emotion on the phone and began to look forward to Shen Jiqing's reappearance, there was no trace of the latter.In the end, he poked his head under the stairs with the mobile phone in his hand, and after a cry, the owner of the mobile phone finally showed up.

"Finished calling?"

Cheng Jiang nodded.Then he pretended to be relaxed and mentioned to Shen Jiqing about Cheng Yuegu's coming back.

Shen Jiqing was taken aback.

"What?" he said. "She didn't tip me off. What time did the plane arrive?"

Cheng Yue did not tell him, but after Shen Jiqing asked, she thought that she could judge by checking the flight duration of the flight.The only trouble is that there are two international airports in Central City, and there is no telling where she will land from.

"She might not want someone to pick her up." Cheng Jiang explained to Shen Jiqing that her intentions were very clear to him.After a long while, Shen Jiqing came back to her senses and said that there will be special taxi places at the airport, and the facilities are very convenient, so there is no need for the two of them to worry too much.

He seemed to have other plans at first, but now he has to shelve them because he has to start tidying up the room for Cheng Yue.

Shen Jiqing's home is bigger than Cheng Jiang imagined.

He lives alone in a three-bedroom house, two of which are always vacant.As Cheng Jiang expected, the second floor was almost Shen Jiqing's territory.But Cheng Jiang, who had a child, couldn't share the same bed with Cheng Yuegu, so he had to choose one of the two, and let one of them move to a guest room on the second floor that was usually unoccupied.

Cheng Jiang felt that if it was him, he would probably choose second among his stepmother who was not very close and his peers of the same sex who he did not know very well.

In the end, it was he who brought Cynthia up.

There are three rooms on the second floor, the guest room and the master bedroom are at the two ends of the right angle, and the corner is a very clean bathroom.Although the facilities are still complete, compared to the room I slept in before, the guest room is only a desolate gray except for the old-fashioned yellow wallpaper that is surprisingly similar to Cheng Jiang's house in Lengwan.The big bed is facing the window, with a desk in front and a wardrobe in the back.The edges and corners are neatly aligned.

He put Cynthia on the bed against the wall and drew the curtains to let in the sunlight.

Just above the window to the right is a leafless tree branch.

Cheng Jiang knelt on a chair and looked out.Shen Jiqing has already gone out according to the original plan.From the angle where he was sitting, he could see the figure of the man downstairs wearing a down jacket.I saw him walking briskly through the narrow angle in the field of vision, and soon even the shadow was gone.

Before Shen Jiqing left, she told Cheng Jiang that the central city would be very lively during the New Year because everyone wanted to go shopping and eat to celebrate the festival.Cheng Jiang really wanted to take a look, but was afraid that Cynthia was not suitable for tossing and tossing around like this, so he had no choice but to decline, and in the end Shen Jiqing went out with the shopping list.Under his stubborn insistence, Shen Jiqing also fulfilled his wish, and marked the price under the list of items Cheng Jiang needs to buy, so that he can return the money after he is familiar with the bank withdrawal system.

He went out, and the way out was also very simple.

First, take the No. 12 bus to the shopping mall, pass through several batches of festive statues with a three-dimensional New Year atmosphere, and then enter the life supermarket area on the basement floor, and enter the supermarket with a trolley.

Then he bought the dried vegetables and fruits he wanted to buy, quick-frozen steamed dumplings, and a bag of steamed buns in the nearest food section.

Then he paused for a moment in front of the mother and baby area, walked in, and added six items to the shopping cart.

Then I remembered that I should buy another New Year's gift for new guests according to the etiquette, so I turned right after a moment of contemplation, and took a case of ice cream-colored boiled baby rattle set from the shelf.

After buying a meeting gift for a child whose name he didn't know, he pushed a full shopping cart to the pay gate and smiled at other mother shoppers who came over.

Then pass the checkout counter, walk head-on through the flow of people, and walk up the escalator.Upstairs a band was whining, and the sound was squished and distorted all the way along the elevator handrail.

Before entering the parking lot, turn into the bakery on the ground floor to buy bread for the next day.Decide for a moment between savory and fig bread and choose the former.

Finally came out and waited for the car.Shen Jiqing politely moved to the side of the road so that a pregnant woman could have more space.He didn't expect to be thanked, he just raised his head and saw the dry fountain on the other side of the square from a distance.

The No. 12 bus came soon, and he restrained his thoughts and prepared to go home.

The author has something to say: Thanks for reading patiently, Ju...

"Is anyone really watching?" the author asked suspiciously, straightening up again.

☆、chapter11

After Shen Jiqing left, in order to avoid forgetting to pay back the money, Cheng Jiang took out the calendar from the suitcase.

The notebooks were a batch that was scrapped after the theater had mass-produced them because of printing errors. Cheng Yuegu moved them back into a large box and left them in their former dormitory in the theater.According to Cheng Jiang's daily habit, almost every date that has passed has a little note written in the grid.

The calendar is not big, and the grids assigned to each day are only enough to write three or two lines of content, but it is enough to evoke Cheng Jiang's fragmented memories of the previous year, and let him know what kind of life he has lived.

After coming out of the new wall, the memories of the past have seemed very long ago.

The content that should have been the clearest before entering the new wall has been quietly blurred, even taking Cynthia's suicide as the dividing line. photo.With the exception of sporadic flashbacks, his past has become such a strange wasteland that, when flipping through old notes, it's almost as if he's watching another person's life.

At this time last year, Cheng Jiang recalled word for word that he was still working in the theater.

The closing piece is a performance of an absurd family comedy whose name he can't quite remember.He turned several pages before he found the title of the comedy: "On the Pleasant Meadow."

He suddenly had a little impression of the play again.This is a very bad play from any angle, and he tried his best to turn the tide.But there were always people watching during rehearsals, and he himself recorded the number of times: 21.He wrote on October [-]:

"I have a hunch that the rehearsal venue full of problems is obviously more laughable than the actual performance."

And even though he didn't remember the performance at all, Cheng Jiang felt that the hunch in his notes was correct.The play finished on another timeline, but this time it didn't end.The theater fell apart completely after he left, and it seems to have been converted into a middle school gymnasium later.

Cheng Jiang had nothing to do, so he continued to look forward.

Little Chandler's name hasn't appeared since late September, and only in early July has the grid been filled with scrawled crosses.He stared at them for a while, then suddenly turned completely from the beginning to the first few pages.There were signs of tearing up there, and many pages were scrawled with scratches and marks of red and black ink until Little Chandler's name appeared.

The place where the ink dripped was very brittle, and he just moved a little wider, and it cracked with a "squeaky" sound.

The notebook was originally just a thin piece of skin, the glue inside had loosened, and a lot of pages fell apart when it was moved.Cheng Jiang frantically picked up the paper and put it away.

He doesn't want to watch the previous content.

The year has just ended, and the calendar has been fully recorded, so it should be replaced with a new one.

But Shen Jiqing had already gone out, so he had to jot down two strokes on the back cover, and then pushed it away.The living room in the early morning is bright and pleasant, and it is not a product of the world Cheng Jiang is familiar with at all, so he is also curiously ready to take a look around.

It is expected that the second floor may be Shen Jiqing's private space, and his range of activities only stays on the first floor.

Cheng Jiang took the baby around, and finally stopped in the living room, focusing on the row of small ornaments on the piano.

Most of them are key rings, held together by small silver pins, jostling against each other.In the center is a long thin chain threaded with silver butterfly decorative strings. From top to bottom, there are three large, medium and small butterflies, each of which is darker than the one below. The wings are covered with blue glass inlays in the shape of eyes. Like so many odd eyes wide open.Next to it was a baby fabric elephant, covered in shimmering neon shabby fabric, with only one eye, and a sea-blue cushion pinned to its back with poor stitching.The back of the trunk points to a faded golden ring, in the middle of which is an exquisitely crafted hollow hemisphere carved with water flow, which is worn on a small metal stick connected to the upper and lower ends of the ring, and it will spin rapidly when it is swiped.There is also a wooden smiling crab, holding two symmetrically shaped pincers, with the words in English between the eyes: Welcome to the Beach.

Others such as totems with unknown meanings, laughing anthropomorphic dog-headed wine openers, duck pictures, funny villains made of broken wood and fruit shells, and small key rings decorated with embossed cities, etc. Cheng Jiang also saw them one by one.He felt that Shen Jiqing might not clean these keychains very much, because there was a thin layer of dust on them.

There are also decorations above the piano.

In the middle is an old, rather artistic woodcarving, in the form of two sitting and cuddling cats, covered with dark blue vine prints.Both cats have inverted triangle faces, with black semicircular eye whites and golden button eyes without pupils.Maybe it's because he doesn't know how to appreciate visual art, but Cheng Jiang thinks this sculpture is a bit intrusive.

He moved his gaze to the side, where there were two photos.

One should be a photo of Shen Jiqing and his father, and the other is a group photo of the three of them and their family.Shen Jiqing laughed inappropriately in both photos, but his father had no expression on his face.The facial features of the two are very similar.In the family photo, the woman with thick make-up looks quite beautiful, but her temperament is haggard, her lips are scarlet, and she is wearing a heavily cut peacock blue short-sleeved cheongsam. The color is heavy and greasy. Smudged in general.Cheng Jiang quickly withdrew his gaze.

In doing so, his attention returned to another photo.

He looked at the stranger in the photo for a moment, and saw that the person's brows were vaguely old, and combined with the photo, Shen Jiqing was obviously at the age of a teenager, so he must be quite old.

Cheng Yuegu was married to this man.

She abandoned him and ran out to marry this man.The photo printed on the hard resin has not faded, but it is also covered with dust. Cheng Jiang dare not touch it, but his eyes can't wait to get into the photo paper to see what is inside this person.

Shen Jiqing next to him smiled with his mouth wide open, revealing slightly crooked teeth, which were opened up and down, and his exposed throat was beaten by the contrast of the light, making it appear pitch black.Also pitch black were his two eyes, the whites of the eyes were so dark that they almost merged with the black eyeballs, and when he turned his head to look at another photo, there was no whites at all.The good photos suddenly became terrifying. Cheng Jiang took a step back, completely left the area where the piano was, and took Cynthia to look at the conch in the cabinet.

However, every time he took a step, the two photos were engraved in front of his eyes like woodcuts, and even projected onto the opposite white wall.The woman's face disappeared first, leaving only a thick piece of blue, and then the images of other people moved over and stood against the blue background, and Shen Ziwei's face disappeared first.Shen Jiqing's two similar expressions merged together, and overlapped with his expressions from the beginning to the end of the past few days.

A person who is always smiling will make people around him feel friendly wherever he goes, right?

Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly there was the sound of a key turning at the door: Shen Jiqing is back.

He even bought something for Cynthia!

Cheng Jiang was a little at a loss, he never thought that such a thing could happen.He repeatedly confirmed that it was indeed a gift, and then opened the box under the chin of the other party's encouragement, and took out the gadgets inside one by one.Deep and light blue, with thin balls spinning inside.He opened the baby's hand and put a spinning ball in it, while he himself picked up a small sea-blue trumpet and looked at it.

"It's beautiful," he said.

Now Cheng Jiang felt even more uneasy, feeling that he must give something in return, but he didn't know what choice to make.Shen Jiqing was smiling, he couldn't help raising his eyes to look at him again, but he really couldn't think of what the other party would like.

He can only prepare to observe Shen Jiqing's personal preferences for a while, and discuss this matter in a long-term manner.

Cheng Jiang's childish face lit up.Shen Jiqing watched him keep murmuring thanks, while looking down at the little girl, she carefully turned the rattle over and over again.Shen Jiqing sat across the table and looked at him, feeling that he seemed to like the blue horn more than the baby itself.

The "child" part of this young man seems to be cut off, because he doesn't have the innocence that people of this age group should have.But the part of him that is an adult is also inconspicuous, especially when looking at his eyebrows and eyes, it looks like he hasn't grown up.

This is the strange part: Cheng Jiang seems to be placed between two stages out of thin air, with no place to belong, just hanging there out of thin air.

It was very unusual and weird, and of course it had nothing to do with Shen Jiqing.

He also quickly lost interest in the matter.

Lunch is steamed dumplings brought back after walking to the gate of the community.Cheng Jiang was feeding milk powder to his little daughter, and then he sat down at the table and stirred the dumplings in the bowl with chopsticks.After repeating this for 5 minutes, he slowly picked one up and brought it to his mouth, chewed, and slowly shifted his eyes to Shen Jiqing's face.

He started trying to speak, sounding like a reluctant student who has to give a presentation in front of the whole school.

"Isn't the New Year outside very lively?"

"Very lively."

Cheng Jiang's pretty eyes were staring at him.

The author has something to say: Cheng: After being reborn, I forgot everything I should have forgotten...?

(So ​​why do other people have such a good memory)

Thanks for your patience and reading, bow @￥…!R#@&^! ! ! <——[The author who was so excited to transform because he finally captured a living reader is expected to return to normal next time he writes]

☆、chapter12

Shen Jiqing needs to explain to Cheng Jiang, an outsider, the urban appearance of Central City during the New Year.He has long been accustomed to the huge public decorations that must be seen in the city every festival, and it is easy to describe them.

"It's full of people outside." He described it empathetically. "They built a red frame in front of the gate of the mall, with simulated hollow flower and bird screens on both sides. It's kind of like that. Then you know that many shopping malls have The parts are all back-shaped, and there is a large space in the middle, so they hang many colorful large decorative balls from the roof. There are colored lights inside, and the outside imitates the feeling of wrinkled paper, specially imitating many lanterns.”

While he was talking, Cheng Jiang accurately picked up the second steamed dumpling and listened to him while holding it in his mouth.As he said that, Cheng Jiang's eyes slowly widened.

"That's great. Is it the same in the street?"

"Everything on the street should be decorated with a little bit of red. A few days ago at Christmas, a white Christmas tree was erected on the square, several meters high, and it hasn't been demolished yet."

"There are also Christmas trees." Cheng Jiang said with a little envy, "We also have Christmas over there, but there are very few Christmas trees. Other times, no matter what the festival is, as long as it is winter, we will put snowflake stickers on the glass. Spring and summer Hang flowers on the windows in spring, and branches with fruit in autumn."

After he finished speaking, he seemed to think for a while, and then regretfully added:

"Actually, there are not many festivals in a year."

At this time, his youngest daughter suddenly turned her face, pointed at the steamed dumplings on the plate and made a cooing sound.Cheng Jiang straightened her posture, assumed the posture of an elder, and said quickly in English:

"Not now, not now. You'll have to wait until your teeth grow."

The little girl didn't know if she understood, she patted the table with her hand, and then sucked her fingers instead.

After Cheng Jiang settled her down, his attention returned to the other side.The topic about Central City was over, he looked restless, and secretly glanced at Shen Jiqing several times.

He seemed to be trying very hard to chat for the sake of chatting, and finally found another entry point, turned to look at the living room, hesitated for a long time before saying:

"We visited the piano before. Are there so many key rings on it as souvenirs you bought when you traveled?"

"Yes." The topic suddenly came to the key ring, and Shen Jiqing didn't realize it for a while, "But there are a few of them that I bought for fun when I was on a business trip to study."

"I have to go on a business trip."

"Sometimes it's necessary to go to affiliated companies to participate in research."

Shen Jiqing remembered that he said about studying chemistry, but he still spent 2 minutes explaining the whole process and specific content of his complicated work, but after observing Cheng Jiang's expression, he guessed that the other party didn't understand.He had just known Cheng Jiang for less than a day, but it didn't prevent him from thinking that Cheng Jiang was a very mysterious person from a very mysterious place.This place has few festivals, lacks atmosphere, and is isolated from the world—at least until yesterday, he never knew that there was such a place as "Cold Bay" in the world.

It was too late yesterday, and Shen Jiqing felt that he should find out what this place is today.

After the meal, Cheng Jiang asked again to wash the dishes.Seeing his embarrassed expression, Shen Jiqing could only approve him, otherwise the young man might not even know where to put his hands.While he was washing the dishes, Shen Jiqing would look after the baby for him, there was no need to do anything, just make sure she wouldn't fall off the sofa.

There was the soft sound of running water touching the porcelain from the pool.Shen Jiqing took out her mobile phone and searched for place names on it.

【Cold Bay】

"Cold Bay Republic (English: Democracy Republic of Levory), referred to as "Cold Bay" (Levory)"

Gone?

Shen Jiqing shook her finger, clicked on the world map, and focused on searching around the island of Ireland, but found nothing.However, when he exited the online entry, another subtitle of the forum flashed past at the bottom of the screen.

He clicks on it.

[Title: Has anyone heard of Cold Bay? 】

1L Landlord

As the title.My brother disappeared suddenly last month, leaving a note saying that he was going to a place called Cold Bay.He failed the college entrance examination some time ago and was always in a bad mood, but before he disappeared, he suddenly had a special attitude... Weird, right?He said all day long that he was going to a place where no one would force him.The family called the police, but he was an adult, so the police in our area said they were not responsible for finding him.He is real, and has never been in touch with his family again, not even a message.Wouldn't this be cheated into pyramid schemes?

Shen Jiqing looked down one by one.This is a very silent post, there are only a few words below, most of which are meaningless.However, after turning down a page, there finally appeared another relevant reply:

29L

Don't worry about it, Lengwan really exists.I have an uncle who ran away more than ten years ago to avoid debts, and said he was going to Lengwan.We all thought he was dead, but he came back last year, saying that he hadn't heard from him all these years because there was no signal between Cold Bay and China!He said that those who fled to Cold Bay were those who were not happy outside. They went there to seek refuge by chance, and most of them stayed there.The social welfare is very good, and you can receive relief money even if you don’t do anything (Shaan Shou)

30L Landlord

really?

Shen Jiqing wasn't interested in the extra content, so she slid to the bottom and accidentally clicked on an older link.This time the topic is:

[Title: Anyone who has something to do with Lengwan come in and discuss it, don't you think this place is weird? 】

There is nothing more to see in this forum.The host made a convincing argument, saying what she said inside and out. She moved out of Cold Bay with her family when she was in middle school, but she always felt that Cold Bay was a particularly scary place.It seems that everyone is mentally numb and slow to respond.The stagnation of development and the maintenance of a sick social environment in the name of "tolerance" will collapse sooner or later.

"Sooner or later, this ghost place will happen, and the whole world will know about it." The landlord said, "It's too late, my mother has a heart rhythm disorder, and the doctor directly prescribed euthanasia for her??? Our family just came back to her For those who are cured, once you return to China, it seems to open the door to a new world. There is a problem with Cold Bay, not to mention anything else: you have lost contact with the outside world, do not participate in world trade at all, and rely entirely on self-sufficiency. This is 2012, wait until In 2022, 2032, isn't this the same as the original village?"

This one has no reply at all.

Weird Cold Bay.

Shen Jiqing searched again and confirmed that these were the only records of Leng Wan on the Internet.It's easy for him to know more. After all, there are ready-made aborigines in front of him, so he must be willing to talk more.But knowing more doesn't seem to make much sense either.

He put down his phone and looked up.

The sound of water stopped, and Cheng Jiang's two slender arms were placed behind him, and he was already untying the belt of the apron behind his back.

Shen Jiqing went upstairs by herself shortly after dinner, leaving Cheng Jiang hesitating between the stairs and the living room.Cheng Yuegu was going to come back at night, he was very nervous.This kind of anxiety made him unwilling to continue communicating with Shen Jiqing. During dinner, he didn't say a word.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Shen Jiqing asked midway.

Cheng Jiang shook his head, trying to smile at him, but couldn't make any expression.Shen Jiqing washed the bowl at night. On the one hand, Cheng Jiang forgot, and even if he remembered, he was afraid that he would break the bowl.

Is it that serious, Cheng Jiang?Just because your mother is coming tonight?

Cheng Jiang pinched his nails into the palm of his hand.When will Cheng Yuegu arrive?He didn't want to borrow Shen Jiqing's cell phone, so he could only wait.

Many times he almost rushed to the door: she was coming!But it's just an illusion of the wind blowing at the door.

Is she coming?

Cheng Jiang curled up on the sofa, staring at the piano, hoping to get some warmth from the baby in his arms.I haven't seen you for many years, what has become of my mother?What has become of himself?Cynthia seemed to be infected by his anxiety, and she also seemed very disturbed.He could only sing to her a nursery rhyme, the little song about the moon.This is an absolutely miraculous song, because he sang a few lines without even knowing the lyrics, and his heart miraculously settled down.

He even started to distract himself, forcing himself to figure out the general meaning of the lyrics.

In the children's song titled "I Ask the Moon", what did the protagonist ask the moon?

Cheng Jiang has thought about this question before, and thinks that the biggest possibility is some innocent one-liners such as "Why is the sky blue"; or this is a ballad, in which the moon tells a story to the questioner.

But whatever the truth is, he doesn't know.

Cheng Yuegu himself did not understand the original language of the song, so he only remembered the tune and replaced the lyrics with "啦啦啦". The tune of "I Ask the Moon" is a bit like a person holding his breath under his tongue, with strong emotions, and there is a particularly gentle atmosphere when humming.The Moon Theater where he worked before was actually not called the Moon Theater before, but was directly called "theatre" by people.After he took over the theater, he named it Moon, maybe to remember his mother who would never come back, or maybe he just wanted to leave behind the happiness of his childhood.

The warmth and magical magic that belonged to Cheng Yuegu.

Cheng Jiang felt a thin, sour line extending from his nasal cavity to the corner of his eyes.He suddenly remembered that Cheng Yue didn't have his photo, but he had one of hers.His memory of photos is very vague, but he is used to keeping such things in his agenda, so the photos should be there.

He suddenly stood up from the sofa.

Before he saw his mother, he had to think of her face... must remember!Cheng Jiang himself didn't know what the point of looking for the photo that he didn't even remember the specific content on it, but his body manipulated him to open all the luggage, and finally didn't let go of the corners in the cracks.

But no.nowhere.

The author has something to say: the song "I Ask the Moon" is real.

If you are interested, you can look for it by yourself~ Be careful not to look at the lyrics translation when listening.

Thanks for your patience and reading, bow~

☆、chapter13

Cheng Jiang couldn't find the photo in the end, but when he was rummaging, the knock on the door finally rang for real.He reacted immediately, and reflexively ran downstairs to unlock the lock, almost falling down in the stairwell.

At first he thought it was just another hallucination, but as soon as the door opened it all became real.

The strange woman at the door was taking off her hat.

Cheng Yue at the door was taking off his hat.

Mom at the door...

The woman was wearing a fitted black down jacket with a smocked girdle of the same color at the waist, making her look slim.Her lips were covered with a thick layer of red cream, her face looked extremely white under the light, her hair was brushed back, and a black and white ceramic bird flew down from each earlobe.She was a little shorter than him, with a black velvet hat in one hand and an ivory white suitcase in the other, but she didn't look tired from the journey at all.

She was not as young as he remembered, but still pretty.

"Mom..." Cheng Jiang stepped back half a step awkwardly, looking back at the clock as if asking for help.

It's past ten o'clock.

Shen Jiqing also switched down at some point.When he arrived at the door, several people crowded together and stood at the entrance, looking very unseemly, but Cheng Jiang relaxed a little inexplicably.Shen Jiqing greeted her stepmother politely, asked several times in a row, then stopped the politeness, and disappeared on the stairs again after a while.

Now it was finally Cheng Jiang's turn to do something.

He stretched out his hand and was trying to close the door for her, when Cheng Yuegu touched it with his own hand, the door closed automatically and was expertly locked.Then he intentionally took her around again,