I don't want to play anymore

It was probably a new environment. Although he was very tired, Cheng Yang still woke up at four o'clock in the morning. Even if Zhang Ye fell asleep, his arms were still around his waist. He was afraid of waking Zhang Ye up, so he dared not Turning over, he stretched his arms and brought over the mobile phone on the bedside. He intended to check the time, but unexpectedly saw a message from his father.

【Call me back when you see it. 】

Cheng Ping never made demands on him, usually he would directly say anything in the message, and the topics they talked a lot over the years also revolved around money and his grandfather, so when Cheng Yang saw these words, his heart ached. Then there was a slight thud, and a bad feeling rose from the bottom of my heart.

It was not yet five o'clock, and Dad might still be sleeping. Cheng Yang didn't know whether to call now, and after hesitating for a while, he gently picked up Zhang Ye's hand and got off the bed lightly.

It was only at the end of the corridor outside the bedroom that Cheng Yang dialed the phone. The surrounding area was very quiet at night, and the busy tone waiting to be answered was particularly loud, which stimulated Cheng Yang's eardrums like a drum, and also stimulated him. In his heart, he has never been so restless and tense as he is now.

After the phone rang seven or eight times, it was finally connected.

"Hi." He heard his own voice dry.

"Who is it?"

"It's me. It made you sleep. You sent me a message. Is it because grandpa is not well?" Cheng Yang's voice trembled slightly.

"Well, Cheng Yang, don't worry," Cheng Ping lifted the quilt and sat up, "Listen to me, the old man was very uncomfortable around eleven at night, and kept humming. I hadn't left at that time, I'll let your uncle watch, I'll call the doctor on duty, the doctor didn't delay, and he came with me right away, after arriving, the old man was already not well, his face was pale, his hands and feet were cold, the doctor pushed him in for rescue, I I sent you that message outside the rescue room, and the doctors rescued you for almost an hour, and they used all available measures, but in the end the person still couldn’t be saved.”

Cheng Yang's heart seemed to be caught by something, and the blood in his body seemed to stop flowing. Cheng Ping's hoarse voice was grinding in his heart, and it hurt him so much. He forgot to speak, and he couldn't think Yes, the whole person has become blank.

"Cheng Yang?"

"Cheng Yang? What's wrong with you? Say something..."

Zhang Ye pushed open the door and saw Cheng Yang slowly sliding down against the wall. He rushed over and hugged Cheng Yang, his tentacles were icy cold.

The voice on the phone was still talking, Zhang Ye picked it up and said, "Uncle, Cheng Yang is fine, I will watch him, hang up first."

Cheng Ping murmured something, like a thank you, and Zhang Ye responded indiscriminately, without even bothering to hang up the phone, he dragged Cheng Yang up from the ground.

Half hugged and half dragged, when he arrived in the room, Zhang Ye found that Cheng Yang was covered in cold sweat, and his clothes were stuck to his back. He pulled the hem of his T-shirt, took off the sweaty clothes and threw them on the floor, and pulled the quilt Covered by Cheng Yang.

"Cheng Yang, listen to me, everyone has this day." Zhang Ye didn't know how to comfort him, but just felt distressed seeing his blank look.

After a long time, Cheng Yang rolled his eyes and said softly, "I know, I'm fine."

……

Cheng Yang insisted on not allowing Zhang Ye to go back with him. Although Zhang Ye was worried that he would go back to his hometown for the funeral alone, he could understand the reason why he did this. He was already at odds with his uncle's family. People guessed that it would cause him a verbal dispute.So Zhang Ye called Zhao Tao and explained the situation. Zhao Tao immediately said that he would go back to his hometown with Cheng Yang. When Cheng Yang heard that Zhao Tao wanted to accompany him back, he didn't object.

During the week when Cheng Yang returned to his hometown, he had almost no contact with Zhang Ye. Zhang Ye stayed in City A by himself. On the first day, he asked people to buy some useful small appliances in the apartment, and interviewed a few of them. The chef and cleaning staff recommended by the hotel, and finally left two chefs and two cleaning staff in charge here.Later, he was really bored, so he went to the company.

Shan Jie had already attended Shan Hao's engagement ceremony and came back to work. Zhang Ye pushed open the office door and went in. Shan Jie was making coffee: "Why are you here? Where's Cheng Yang? Are you in class?"

"His grandfather passed away and he went back to his hometown." Zhang Ye sat down on the sofa on one side.

Shan Jie brought him the brewed coffee: "No wonder."

"What's wrong?" Zhang Ye frowned.

Shan Jie sat down opposite him: "Chen Ou from Dingyu called me two days ago to invite me out for dinner. I asked him what he was doing here, and he said he was let go by Cheng Yang."

Zhang Ye slowly put down the cup: "You mean, Dingyu wants to sign Cheng Yang?"

Shan Jie nodded: "Cheng Yang should also have intentions, but he just happened to have something to do, so he didn't meet with Chen Ou. Why, don't you know?"

Zhang Ye frowned for a while and said, "This time, the time we spent together was only one night. Maybe he didn't bother to talk about it."

Shan Jie nodded knowingly: "Since he has returned to his hometown, don't be idle these two days, go and shoot the previous commercial."

Zhang Ye said: "Do you want to go abroad?"

Shan Jie said, "Ask Liu Dongdong for details."

"En." Zhang Ye nodded, took a big sip of coffee.

"Yue Lin should have told you about that movie, right? Are you going to accept it? If you don't accept it, we will find someone else."

Zhang Ye stared at Shan Jie for a while, then nodded: "I'll take it, when will it turn on?"

"The start time hasn't been set yet, and it will be the first half of next year at the earliest. What's next? After this movie is finished, will you quit the circle completely?" Shan Jie asked.

Zhang Ye nodded: "This is the plan for the time being, don't accept other jobs for me."

Shan Jie lowered her eyelids and leaned into the sofa: "I see."

"What about Wang Biao?"

Shan Jie gave a wry smile helplessly: "You came to me mainly to ask this, right? Don't worry, I'm following up."

·

According to the local customs, the old man was buried three days later. Many people went there that day, including some old relatives Cheng Yang had never seen before. He looked around, but there was no sign of his aunt. When he was alive, his aunt never had a good look at him. Presumably, grandpa has a spirit in heaven, so he doesn't want to see her either.

Li Hui squeezed out from the crowd and walked up to Cheng Yang: "Are you surprised why my mother didn't come? Even if she's always messing around and being unreasonable, on this day, neighbors and relatives are all here, so she can't come to call me." If we meet face to face, someone will poke her back, and she won't be able to come!"

Hearing Li Hui's strange tone, Cheng Yang glanced at him: "What's wrong?"

"Paralyzed, the night you left, she and Jingjing were tearing up at home, Jingjing fell, the child had a miscarriage, she was stimulated and had a cerebral hemorrhage, and she is still paralyzed in the hospital, unable to speak, half of her body She won't be able to move anymore, the doctor said that at her age, it will be difficult to recover." Li Hui finished with a wry smile, glanced at Cheng Yang, sneered again, and asked, "Do you think this is retribution?"

Cheng Yang didn't make a sound. He had been keeping watch for his grandfather in the funeral home for the past two days. He didn't go back to Li's house, and no one told him about his aunt.

"I know that if relatives and neighbors don't say anything, they must be scolding her in their hearts that she deserves it. Retribution is coming. Not only did she lose half of her life, but she was also the last one. She lay back on the bed, unable to speak out, and her heart was uncertain. How can you scold me?"

Cheng Yang glanced at Li Hui's face. When he mentioned that his own mother was dead, his tone sounded a bit teasing, but it must have been uncomfortable in his heart. Cheng Yang didn't know if he suffered because of these things. What kind of stimulus is it that makes you feel so yin and yang.

Li Hui is very sensitive, he glared at Cheng Yang: "Don't look at me, I don't need your sympathy. burden."

Cheng Yang unconsciously sighed: "I don't sympathize with you."

Someone over there was asking the eldest grandson to go and do something, Li Hui looked at Cheng Yang again with complicated eyes, then raised his voice to answer, and left in a hurry.

After the funeral, distant relatives and neighbors walked down the mountain in twos and threes. Cheng Yang was the last to leave. Turning a mountain road, he saw Cheng Ping walking slowly in front of him with his back bent. He took two quick steps and followed. .

Cheng Ping turned to see him and stopped.

It was the first time that Cheng Yang discovered that old Cheng was so old, with wrinkles on his face and his back was not straight.

"You haven't slept in the past two days, have you?" Cheng Ping looked at him and spoke first.

"I'm young, and I can survive." Cheng Yang also knew how heavy his dark circles were.

Cheng Ping sighed, and said falteringly: "Let me tell you something you don't like to hear. After the old man left, it is actually a blessing. Everyone has this day."

Cheng Yang didn't speak for a long time. His relatives and neighbors kept repeating this sentence. He thought it was an excuse. Now that Lao Cheng also said the same thing, he thought about this sentence carefully. Maybe, grandpa is sick all over his body, and he can only eat liquid food. , Diarrhea is all on the bed, no quality of life, maybe it is really a blessing to leave, and not to be guilty is to enjoy a blessing.

The father and son went down the mountain silently, and when they were on the main road, Cheng Ping pointed to the battery car on the side of the road: "I'll take you back."

"Well," Cheng Yang got into the car silently, "Let's find a place to sit for a while."

Cheng Ping seemed a little surprised, and he was taken aback for a while before agreeing.

Uncle Cheng Yang's house is an urban-rural fringe area, and there is nothing nearby to sit for a while, so Cheng Ping took him around and found an old teahouse.

"Do you still have any impression?" Cheng Ping looked at him and asked after entering the door.

"It seems to have been here before." Cheng Yang said uncertainly.

"I wanted to see you back then, and that aunt of yours quietly brought you here." Cheng Ping took the big kettle handed over by the owner of the teahouse, and poured a glass of water for each of them: "You want to ask if your grandfather has Say what?"

"Yeah." The cup in the teahouse looked dirty, and Cheng Yang didn't care. He lowered his head and took a sip. Although he didn't cry much, his throat still felt uncomfortable, sore and dry.

"In the past few days, he mostly fell asleep. When he was awake, he only had a short time a day. Sometimes he told your uncle, and sometimes he pulled me to say, saying don't treat it, it's too uncomfortable, and told you to study hard. , and said that if you encounter any difficulties, let me help you more."

Cheng Yang lowered his eyelids in a daze, and a heavy soreness surged in his heart again. To his grandfather, death might really be a relief, but he couldn't accept this fact. The old man picked him up, and even decided to sign a contract with Ding Yu. Even that night, he wanted to accept Zhang Ye's kindness. When he was ready to compromise, when we were all about to usher in a turning point, suddenly, all the plans were turned into reality. Knocked to pieces.

After a long time, Cheng Yang asked, "How is your health?"

"I'm fine." Faced with his son's concern, Cheng Ping was a little moved and at a loss, he glanced at Cheng Yang hurriedly, seemed embarrassed, and lowered his gaze.

"I found a part-time job at school, and I can take care of my own tuition and living expenses in the future. Don't be reluctant to spend money, eat better, and have a good health is better than anything else when you are older." Cheng Yang said.

Cheng Ping kept nodding his head, gulping down the tea in his cup.

The father and son sat in silence for a while, when the phone rang suddenly, and Cheng Yang took a look at it: "Taozi is looking for me, I'm leaving first."

"Hey, you go." Cheng Ping responded.

·

Cheng Yang returned to school a week later, and Zhang Ye went to the airport to pick him up. At a glance, Cheng Yang had obviously lost weight again, looking haggard.

Zhao Tao got into the co-pilot and winked at Zhang Ye, Zhang Ye would feel sorry for it, Zhao Tao meant to let him tease Cheng Yang, Zhang Ye didn't think it was better to laugh than cry at this time, Cheng Yang said no It's better to show happiness on his face than to force a smile in his heart.

Zhao Tao was in a hurry to go back to work. He didn't go to dinner with the two of them, and got out of the car halfway. Zhang Ye saw that Cheng Yang was not in the mood, so he asked the driver to drive the car back to the apartment.

"Go upstairs and sleep for a while, and I'll call you when it's time to eat," Zhang Ye said.

In fact, Cheng Yang was not sleepy, he was just depressed, he couldn't cheer up anything, and he didn't want Zhang Ye to worry, so he went upstairs as he said.After watching him lie down, Zhang Ye closed the door and went downstairs.

He never fell asleep, listening to the very soft voice downstairs, it seemed that Zhang Ye was explaining something to someone, and he didn't even bother to pick up the phone to look at it when it rang. It took a long time before he took out the phone, it was him A message from roommate Du Wenhao.

【Are you coming back today? 】

[Yes] Cheng Yang returns.

【Then you go back to the dormitory today? 】

The mid-term exam was about to come, and Yang basically didn't study the courses in the first half of the semester, but at this time, he really didn't have the strength to study.

When he was in a daze, Zhang Ye pushed the door and walked in.

Cheng Yang turned his face and glanced at Zhang Ye: "My roommate asked me if I want to go back to the dormitory today?"

Zhang Ye rested his hand on the doorknob, hesitated before saying, "If you want to go back, go back."