poorer than

With a creak, he opened the door of the yard carefully, and when he smelled the familiar smell, he stood at the door of the yard without moving, and the furnishings inside could be vaguely seen in the dark yard.

It should be Night Breeze, he heard the rustling leaves on the towering tree outside the yard, and it was eerily quiet at this moment.

He went straight into the yard without turning on the light, vaguely saw the chair by Wei Wei's door, put his things on the floor and went to sit down, leaned on the back of the chair after sitting down and looked up at Fangcuntian above his head.

With his legs stretched out and leaning against the back of the chair, his hands hanging by his sides seemed to be hollowed out. He felt that all the strength he had had throughout the day had disappeared in an instant, and he just wanted to be paralyzed like this.

In the dark night, not a single star can be seen, and it is completely blocked by dark clouds, just like his mood at this time, his brain is so chaotic that it is difficult to distinguish his emotions at this moment.

He suddenly felt very subtle, as if the past self was separated from the present self. Although the memory of the moment just now came back, he subconsciously chose to resist and split the self that had forgotten the past and the present into two selves. It seems that I treat this suddenly recovered memory with the feeling of an outsider.

But the more he thought about it, the more frightening he became. He would rather argue with Xia Shangzhe every time. He didn't want his father to be so indifferent and ruthless. It's disgusting to say the least, and drove his mother to death. Is there anything more sad than knowing this?

In his memory, he cried and shouted at Xia Xingche and didn't reach out to him. So there was a reason why he hated Xia Xingche so much, but he couldn't blame Xia Xingche either. They were just children in that situation. It's normal not to dare to come in.What he blamed was that Xia Xingche knew that such a thing had happened to him but still treated him so cruelly, why did he still bully him, why did he still beat him with a vase.

Isn't this more painful?

Thinking of Xia Xingche's appearance just now, he saw the terrifying mother in his memory at that moment. Although he didn't see the appearance clearly, it really destroyed his fantasy image of a mother who would gently knit a sweater for him in an instant.

It's all gone, now there's really nothing left, he can't help but imagine that there will be a little bit of tender home, all gone, he is like an outsider being pushed away by them, taking advantage of his memory loss Cover up the harm they have done to themselves.

But he still relented.

Looking up at the night sky, his nose felt sore.

So sad, so sad, so sad.

In his heart, he has always longed for the love of his father and brother. He thought they were awkward in love. Only now did he understand why. It turned out that behind this was using his forgetfulness to cover up what they had done.

He thought that the mother he had never seen before should be as gentle as Wei Lu, but when he recalled, the mother cruelly killed his own woman with a knife, and chose to compromise and give up his life.

Only then did he know that his father was using such lies to try to push him towards his mother. Obviously such a tragedy had happened before, but he still controlled himself unscrupulously, thinking that he would give up painting because of compromise.His father was the saddest person, trying to find the lost comfort in him, trying to make him lose the painting that would cause nightmares.

is it possible?

impossible.

As Lu Wei said, Nirvana rebirth, isn't he just waiting for Nirvana rebirth to fly freely?

The poor mother who married Xia Shangzhe was a canary whose wings were broken. Her wings were pulled out one by one, and she was locked in a golden cage in pain. Can losing the love in my heart be considered a complete life?

His mother chooses to compromise, so will he?

He lowered his head and spread out his palms. The light from the commercial street faintly penetrated through the treetops. He looked at the few strands of light passing through his fingers, as if he was looking outside through the cracks in an airtight room. , the fingers gradually closed, and finally clenched tightly, the eyes glowed with tiny gleams.

Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, he will not compromise, even if Xia Shangzhe obstructs him, he will not compromise.

will not.

He wants to take back all the things that belong to him. Painting is his passion. Even if there is something stimulated by his mother, it is what he likes now. It is not because of someone or because of being stimulated. The love in his heart, no one can use other excuses to stop him from painting, there is no reason for it.

The breath held in his chest almost made him unable to breathe, he took a deep breath slowly, looked up at the dark sky, held his breath and roared:

"I am not angry!!!!"

Mad!

"Chengcheng."

The door of the yard was pushed open with a creak, and he was suddenly taken aback. He folded his arms and looked at the person who walked in. Then he heard the voice of Lu Wei, and he breathed a sigh of relief:

"Brother Wei, you scared me to death."

With a snap, the lights in the courtyard turned on, he raised his hand to block the glare, and then he watched Wei Lu walking quickly in front of him, only to see that the man had a serious expression and a bit of sullen eyes, and he lowered his head guiltily, very cowardly .

"Why don't you bring your mobile phone." Lu Wei stood in front of him and looked down at the person, with thin sweat on his forehead. He was a little unhappy at first, but after seeing Xia Xingcheng, his hanging heart gradually let go.

"...I forgot to take it." Xia Xingcheng replied guiltily, wondering if Lu Wei had been looking for him all this time?How do you know that you are no longer in school.

Suddenly remembered that Lu Wei sent himself a message saying that he was going to his house, but he forgot to reply!

He looked up to see if Lu Wei was still angry, and then saw Lu Wei squatting down and half squatting in front of him.

The lights in the yard were already on, and the shadow cast from the tree fell on Lu Wei's body a little. The shadow on his face outlined the man's handsome and three-dimensional outline. He thought that Lu Wei would have a fierce expression, but he didn't.

Facing Wei Lu's deep eyes, it may be that Wei Lu's eyes unreservedly reveal his worry and care for himself. These eyes are like stars in the sky covered by dark clouds, which fascinates him.

My heart trembled slightly.

"I sent you a message at noon and there was no reply. Do you know how worried I am?"

Xia Xingcheng felt even more guilty when he heard the sullenness in Lu Wei's tone: "I didn't do it on purpose."

"I know that your mobile phone will never leave your hand, and you will never fail to see the information, so I am very afraid that you will suffer from hypoglycemia when you go. I am more afraid than you running away without saying a word. If no one What to do when I see you, what to do where I fell, because I didn't receive your reply, I didn't do well in class all afternoon, and I was full of you."

Xia Xingcheng stared blankly at the man squatting in front of him, and Wei Lu seemed to have slightly pulled out the emotions that were still immersed in sadness.It seems that every time I encounter something unpleasant, Wei Lu is by my side.

"Didn't I say that there is something you want to tell me." Lu Wei raised his hand to caress the corner of his eye, and his eyes fell on the red spot at the end of the eye: "Crying?"

The corners of his eyes were numb from the warmth of his fingertips, and he stared blankly at Wei Lu.

The yard was still so quiet, so quiet that only the breathing of the two of them remained.

This house in the old street is like their secret base, hiding their joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys, and there is also Wei Lu who only he knows.

"How did you know I was here?"

"Xia Xingche couldn't find you, so he came to ask me if you were with me. I said I might know where you are, and then I came." Lu Wei seemed not to see Xia Xingcheng's discomfort, Gently wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingertips: "This time you are still so disobedient, when will you be obedient, why don't you look for me when you are sad, or don't you regard me as a friend?"

friend?

Xia Xingcheng shook his head inwardly, he didn't want to be a friend, but a boyfriend, he regretted what he said at noon.

He grabbed Wei Lu's wrist and said, "What did Xia Xingche tell you?"

"He didn't say anything, but I can guess that the two of you must have quarreled." Lu Wei took Xia Xingcheng's hand and looked up at him: "I thought you would hide here and cry, more than I imagined. Be strong, praise you. But next time you have to reply to my message, you know?"

There was a very gentle smile in the voice, which made people's hearts soften. I thought I would be scolded, but I didn't expect Wei Lu to be so gentle, as if no matter what I did, Wei Lu would always be so tolerant.

Xia Xingcheng looked down at Wei Lu holding his hand. This hand was wide enough to wrap his hand. The warmth conveyed by the palm was just like the gentleness of Wei Lu. The suffocated tears started to roll in his eyes. .

Originally, he was prepared to be strong alone, but Lu Wei was so gentle when he came, he would be sorry for Lu Wei's gentleness if he didn't cry.

I couldn't help but burst into tears.

Sure enough, his reliance on Lu Wei from the very beginning was used to subdue his inner strength. In front of Lu Wei, he could really let go of all his strength and unconditionally depend on this man. He didn't understand this two months ago. Why, now he understands, because the sense of security that Wei Wei gave him is like a home, as long as he comes in, he can remove the disguise.

That's why he likes Lu Wei so much.

The moment Wei Lu saw someone's teary eyes falling, he felt a pain in his heart, so he stretched out his arms and hugged him into his arms, and gently placed his hands on the back of Xia Xingcheng's neck to rub:

"What are you crying for?"

"Lu Wei, if you didn't come, I definitely wouldn't cry. It's all your fault. I had adjusted my emotions and prepared to start painting." Xia Xingcheng leaned forward and leaned into Lu Wei's arms, chin He leaned against his shoulder and said in a muffled voice: "I feel uncomfortable, and my heart is in a panic."

"Then I will coax you when you cry, and cry if you want to cry."

Hearing Wei Lu's gentle voice, Xia Xingcheng turned his head to rest on his shoulder: "Xia Xingche really didn't tell you anything?"

Lu Wei patted his back gently with his hand and coaxed: "No, it's okay if you don't say anything if you feel uncomfortable."

"I want to say that I don't want to hide it from you. I'm very angry now, very angry."

Wei Lu felt a little numb when squatting: "Then tell me, I'm listening, but we may need to change our position."

"What posture, wait..." Xia Xingcheng saw that Wei Lu put his legs on his waist, and only felt his buttocks lifted slightly. In this position, Wei Lu sat on the wooden chair, and he sat on the wooden chair. Lu Wei's lap looked condescendingly at people.

His face turned red.

Lu Wei raised his head and smiled at him: "Is it okay to sit like this?" At the same time, he was observing Xia Xingcheng's reaction, this little guy was very smart, avoiding him time and time again.

Xia Xingcheng felt his throat dry, and swallowed unconsciously. He turned his eyes away from Wei Lu, but said uncontrollably:

"Row."

After talking about himself, he felt that he should really pinch his face. He was really not ashamed, and sat on his thighs, but it would be unmanly to be hypocritical after doing everything.

"So nice."

Hearing Lu Wei's pampering to the extreme, he felt his whole body go numb, and he buried his head on Lu Wei's neck and shoulders in embarrassment and said in a muffled voice, "Don't be like this, I'm still sad."

Lu Wei smiled softly, he could hear the embarrassment in Xia Xingcheng's tone, so he stopped teasing, put his hands around his waist and said, "Well, tell me, I'll listen."

The hands around her waist tightened unconsciously, as if she was afraid that the person in her arms would disappear suddenly, and the darkening eyes were hidden in the night, deepening from an angle that no one could see.

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