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The pace of the Spring Festival is also coming slowly in their studies.Chen Han and Fan Lingcun wanted to bring Mango to Jiangjing, just to satisfy Chen Han's wish to see Yang Xiwo.Yang Xi, I was hesitating whether to go see him or not, and whether I should tell my old father.

Yang Xi, I don't know where I am in Chen Han's heart. Although I have a grudge, I am my mother after all.Yang Xi, I always think that I may be too lacking in love, so maybe others treat him a little bit better, and he will think about being better to others.Sometimes I will be greedy for the care of this mother.

Human beings are fragile in the face of dependence and nostalgia.As long as you make eye contact with greed, it will be difficult to escape.

Song Yuan was taking a shower in the bathroom, and Yang Sheng was sitting on a stool in the living room watching TV.

Yang Xi hesitated again and again, and said softly, "Dad, Mom said she would come to Jiangjing to find me."

Yang Sheng's eyes were dull for a moment, his face was slightly heavy, his eyes were fixed on the TV, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.He thought for a long time, and said in a hard voice: "What does she want to do? She didn't support you either. Did you soften your heart after staying for a summer vacation?"

Yang Xi understood everything, and said calmly, "Okay, then I'll tell her."

Yang Sheng said roughly: "You were raised by me alone, let me tell you, if she wants to rob you at this time, there will be no way."

"I know." The corners of Yang Xi's mouth trembled slightly, and he took a deep breath, not wanting to entangle too much.Since Yang Sheng doesn't like it, let's cut down on dealings in the future.Yang Xi, I sent a message to Chen Han, saying that I am not free, let's talk about it later.

Not long after, Yang Sheng received a call from Chen Han. Yang Sheng was very angry at first, but the more he chatted, the more impatient he became. He went outside to make a phone call.

When Song Yuan came out, he only heard Yang Sheng talking on the phone very loudly. After wiping his hair, he entered Yang Xi's room.Yang Xiwo was burying his head in writing the test paper. When Song Yuan came in, he didn't look up and was quietly writing the test paper.

Seeing that he was writing a topic, Song Yuan didn't dare to disturb Yang Xiwo's train of thought, and sat on a stool beside him to review what he learned today.

When Yang Sheng came in, he saw Song Yuan, and called Yang Xiwo out, and the two talked behind closed doors of Yang Sheng's room.Song Yuan felt that the atmosphere was a bit dignified, and thought that the little monk made a mistake?

Yang Sheng threw the phone on the bed and said, "Go see your mother."

Yang Xi looked up at his father, and saw that the corners of his mouth were slightly loose and not as dignified as before, so I asked softly, "Did she give you money?"

"That's right, 5000 yuan. It's the Chinese New Year anyway, so I can buy some supplements for your grandma."

"it is good."

Yang Sheng is afraid because of poverty, so as long as it can be done with money, he will definitely accept it.Yang Xi, I naturally know his thoughts and understand his thoughts.The thinking of the older generation is deeply ingrained and difficult to shake. They care about face and fame.He doesn't care whether the child lacks love or needs a mother, he just thinks it is not easy to raise a child.I can see many things clearly about Yang Xi. He clearly understands the helplessness of his old father because of his inability, and he also understands the embarrassment that his old father feels every year because of lack of money.

Song Yuan looked at Yang Xi when I came back with a serious mood, and he didn't continue to write the topic, but sat quietly on the desk, pondered for a while, and then slowly wrote the topic.

Song Yuan went outside and poured him a cup of hot water, put it on his table, not to disturb him.

As soon as the Spring Festival comes, Song Yuan has to go home to face his gloomy father.He really wanted to be here and didn't want to leave.How I wish to escape from here like last year during the Chinese New Year, but I can't bear the little monk.

Song Yuan sat on the bed, Yang Xi I put down the pen in my hand, climbed onto the bed and hugged Song Yuan as if begging for comfort, rubbed Song Yuan's chest, took a deep breath, looked up at the streamer in the eyes, and said: "The day after tomorrow Mom, come and come with me."

Song Yuan smiled and said, "Would it be inappropriate for me to go?"

Yang Xi sighed and said, "It's Chinese New Year, I don't want to be separated from you."

The corners of Song Yuan's mouth rose slightly, and he lowered his head and gently kissed Yang Xi's crimson and dry lips, and said in a low voice: "You have spoken my heart. Little monk, don't press the quilt, come in quickly, brother hugs you Sleep." Speaking of the warm blanket covering Yang Xiwo, Song Yuan hugged him tightly.

Yang Xi's eyelids were extremely heavy, and he whispered softly, "Brother Yuan, it's good to have you."

"good night."

"Good night."

Chen Han originally wanted to come to pick me up Yang Xi, but with Song Yuan here, Yang Xi and I naturally wanted to go with Song Yuan, in case my father saw their family.Song Yuan really likes mangoes, and keeps talking about how cute and funny mangoes are.

Sure enough, when Mango saw Song Yuan, he flew over directly and kept yelling for a hug. He wrapped his little hands around Song Yuan's neck, and kissed Song Yuan, and said excitedly: "Big handsome guy, my father drove over. Let's drive." It's been a long time."

Chen Han was a little surprised when he saw Song Yuan, and asked, "My little one, are you all together during the holidays?"

Song Yuan smiled and said: "He is helping me with my lessons, there is no way, his grades are too good, I have to rely on him."

Song Yuan hugged the mango all the time, and sometimes it was heavy, so he switched hands and held a small truck he just bought in the store for Mango to play with.

Chen Han usually cared about Yang Xiwo's life and study, and asked him if there was anything he needed to buy.And Fan Lingcun followed Mango and Song Yuan to chat about life in Jiangjing City, chatting about the world.

There were a lot of people during the winter vacation, and a group of them went to Jiangjing's shopping mall to eat hot pot.Chen Han and Fan Lingcun have been helping them cook and urging them to eat.Mango and Yang Xi, like me, can't eat a little bit of spicy food.

Yang Sheng doesn't eat spicy food very much, so Yang Xi, I haven't eaten spicy food since I was a child, and my tongue doesn't tolerate chili very well.Mangoes are too young and their skin is still very sensitive, so they don't know how to eat spicy food.Their soup base is clear soup, and the rest make their own seasonings.

Song Yuan habitually gave Yang Xiwo what he thought was delicious, which seemed to be a habit between them.Seeing this, Fan Lingcun was very surprised, and teasingly said: "You two have a really good relationship, Song Yuan takes good care of me."

Song Yuan said unceremoniously: "That must be, if our relationship is not good, who will be better?"

Fan Lingcun asked: "Song Yuan, does such a handsome young man have a girlfriend?"

Song Yuan paused slightly, thinking to himself, he has a boyfriend, but how should he answer this.

"He has a partner!" Yang Xiwo said coldly.

Chen Han smiled and said, "What about me?"

Yang Xi said without fear: "Yes, I have."

Chen Han and Fan Lingcun looked at the calm Yang Xiwo with the same surprise.They don't have such a rigid concept of love, and Yang Xiwo has good grades, so naturally they don't worry that his falling in love will affect his studies.

"I have it too!" Mango said loudly, waving a chopstick with balls in his little hand.

The couple and Song Yuan laughed at the same time. Chen Han stroked Mango's hair and said with a smile, "She doesn't understand, she's talking nonsense."

Mango said confidently: "Mom, I understand, I understand."

After eating, Mango couldn't walk as soon as he saw the amusement facilities.Feeling aggrieved, she begged Chen Han to take her inside to play.Chen Han had no choice but to take her in to play.

Yang Xiwo stared blankly at the smiling and happy Chen Han who brought the mango into the facility, and felt uncomfortable.No matter how calm and rational he is, he is just a child who has only a little memory of his mother.He always remembered that when he was a child, he was allergic, his whole body was covered with plaster, his whole body was itchy, he was in a daze, and he called his mother, but there was no response.

Later, other children kept calling him, "Your mother doesn't want you anymore, you have a strange disease, she doesn't want you anymore."At first he would be so angry that he would fight with others, and then he would be covered in plaster, and he would slowly become numb.He said to himself, well, mom really doesn't want me.

Dad often took him to the hospital to see the dermatology department, and he also went to the provincial capital hospital, but it was useless.At that time, he saw that other children had their mothers, some were holding hands, some were hugging, but he could only be held by his father through thick gloves.He stared at their smiling faces with flushed eyes, pretending not to care.He didn't dare to cry, didn't dare to say that he wanted a mother, because crying was useless.

I hate applying plasters and taking allergy medicine.

Yang Xiwo said in a hoarse voice, "Brother Yuan, let's go."

"Let's go?" Song Yuan looked back at his unhappy face, immediately reached out to hold his cold hand, and whispered: "Okay, let's go."

As soon as Fan Lingcun turned his head, he saw the two of them leaving without saying hello. He ran over in a panic and asked, "Why are you going?"

"Uncle, we have something to do, tell auntie." Song Yuan took Yang Xiwo's hand and walked out slowly.

Cheerful Chinese New Year songs were playing in the shopping mall, but the noise made Yang Xiwo feel depressed and have a sore nose.He hates Chinese New Year, and the more lively the place, the more he hates the days of reunion.

He endured all the way, and when he reached the dark parking lot, he couldn't help it.His voice was very hoarse, and he shouted tremblingly: "Brother Yuan...you hug me...It will be fine in a while, let me hug..." When he said the words, his tears fell little by little, his body trembled and choked .

Song Yuan hugged him tightly in his arms, and the person in his arms was choking and sobbing.He patted the boy's back lightly, bowed his head and kissed his side face, and comforted him softly: "I will love you well in the future. You told me that without you, I am me. You are here, I am us. We will always be good, and I promise I will not leave you."

Why doesn't he understand this feeling?It's just that the boy doesn't yell or get angry like he does, but hides and cries by himself, fearing that others will find the softness and the most touching part of his heart.People grow up in struggle, and slowly realize that the love in the world has a destination, and understand that it is unfair to distribute love to everyone, but everyone has received it more or less, and is worthy of being loved.

Life, ah, is nothing but heartbreak without love and some extreme love.

Crying hysterically, the person who breaks your heart can still pretend to be deaf and dumb.

But it's good, I met you who was heartbroken, I paid for you, and I am willing to do it.

Yang Xi I took a deep breath, my lips were red, my eye sockets were moist when I raised my eyes, my eyes were a little swollen from crying, and I said in a deep nasal voice: "I'm fine..." Yang Xi I looked at Song Yuan's coat wet with his own tears, After taking a breath, he said softly, "The coat was soiled by me..."

"Don't talk about staining my clothes, even tearing them, I will indulge you. You told me before, what kind of enzyme does human tears have? Tears are a good thing, good for physical and mental health. It should not exceed 15 minutes, and it is not good for the body. "

"Lysozyme."

Song Yuan raised his hand to wipe away his tears, diverted his attention, and said in a gentle voice: "Yes, that's it. I can remember it now, but I can't remember it all the time. Don't panic, crying is just because lysozyme is on you. My eyes are wandering violently. I am afraid that if I ask you this question, you will think of the time I cried so much in the movie theater last winter vacation. Do you know? I held hands with you on purpose at that time, not to divert attention. I Just to take advantage of you and take advantage of you. Are you surprised or surprised?"

Yang Xiwo choked slightly and said, "You have held hands so many times, which time was it not?"

In order to distract him, Song Yuan kept babbling: "Let's get in the car and wipe our faces with a tissue. Do good-looking people look so good when they cry? Then don't I look so good when I cry in a movie theater?"

Yang Xiwo smiled wryly, and said in a low voice, "It's so ugly!"

"Come in quickly..." Song Yuan ran to open the car door, pushed Yang Xi and me in, and said leisurely: "My boyfriend looks good no matter what! He looks good when he cries, he looks good when he smiles, and he groans/groans under me." nice."

"Bastard, what nonsense are you talking about?"