When Ning Wen woke up, Shu Yi was no longer there.

There is a note on the bedside:

I won't wake you up, I'll go back first.Call me if you need anything.

The handwriting was very scribbled, but Ning Wen could still understand it.He stretched his body, although the fever subsided, he still felt sleepy, so he wrapped his back tightly and moved to Shu Yi's sleeping side, and then fell asleep.

Shu Yi was drowsy in the morning subway, and last night he held Ning Wen in his arms, feeling quite restless.My mind was in a mess, and I didn't know what I was thinking.

Ning Wen's hesitation and incomprehension in the past few days made him very concerned.He seems to be a river frozen on the surface, strong and unmoved on the surface, but soft on the inside, sometimes emotional outbursts and rough waves.

After leaving the subway station, the golden sunlight at sunrise shone on his body without any warmth. It could not drive away the cold, nor could it shine on his heart.

When I go home, I have to face my mother's face again, either angry or sad.He hadn't seen his mother smile for a long time.Why doesn't he envy those classmates and friends who have a harmonious mother-child relationship, but he is no longer an individual in front of his mother but an appendage.Mother said one, but he dared not say two.After so many years of developing a submissive personality, the rebellious psychology of his youth has been suppressed without a trace, and now he has a huge sense of loss.

Who are you living for?

"I'm back." Push the door open, throw the key at the entrance, change your shoes, and enter the house.

Mother came out of the kitchen, with a spatula in one hand and one hand on her hip, and asked scoldingly, "Where did you go last night? I didn't answer your call for a while, and if I call you later, I won't be able to get through?"

"The phone is out of battery." Shu Yi explained.

"Where the hell were you last night?" Mother asked aggressively, as if she wouldn't stop until she had an answer.

Shu Yi's impatience and anger, which had been suppressed for a long time, burst out instantly, "How old do you think I am? You have to ask me about everything I do. Am I a prisoner? Do I not want to be free?"

After saying this, Shu Yi went back to the room and slammed the door.After charging the phone, I threw myself on the bed and closed my eyes.

The mother stood dumbfounded at the door of the kitchen, and she had no time to care about the smell of burnt eggs in the pan.

For the first time in so many years, her son yelled at her.

Where did you get the bewitchment?

She stood for a while before returning to the kitchen, shoveling off the fried eggs stuck to the pan, and putting them on the prepared plate.After thinking for a few seconds, she cracked another egg into the pan and fried it again.

She came out with two sets of fried eggs, one was placed in Shu Yi's place, and the other was placed in front of her.Eating the half-baked fried egg in a daze, the sadness on the mother's face deepened a bit.

She still had to go to work, so she didn't have time to call Shu Yi out to talk, and she was really tired.She hasn't exchanged any nutritious topics with Shu Yi for more than ten years, and she doesn't know what to say to him.

After hastily eating breakfast, she took a few more slices of toast and put them on Shu Yi's plate, put away her tableware, and knocked on Shu Yi's door: "Breakfast is on the table. If it's cold, use the microwave."

There was no movement at the door for a while, and she knocked twice again.

"Did you hear?"

Still nothing.

Mother turned the doorknob, but the door was unlocked.

She walked in and saw Shu Yi lying on the bed and falling asleep.The mobile phone on the table was flashing fluorescent light, and an unread message on the screen came into view:

"Thank you. I'm ready. Auntie didn't tell you, did she?"

The sender is Ningwen.

The mother glanced at it, put the phone back into the distance, walked out with a sullen face and closed the door.

Ning Wen was wrapped in a blanket and sat at the table, tapping the keys lightly.

With a smile on his face unconsciously, he knew that this song would be very sweet.

"Your boy has been acting weird recently. Have you taken a fancy to any girl?" Xu Zihao sat in the afterglow of the setting sun, looking at Ning Wen who was laughing from the beginning to the end with a look of surprise.

Song Shan smirked and booed, "Maybe which little brother you like? Our Ningwen is so good-looking, girls may not be worthy of it." The honesty in Li has a bit of obscenity at the moment.

Ning Wen just raised his head and laughed, ignoring them.

The whole band looked at Ning Wen like a fool and laughed.

And Ning Wen thought they were fools.

The Spring Festival is after two ordinary months.

Father finally came home, but his personality changed drastically, and he was no longer the smiling man he used to be.But a little more aggressive and confident.

In fact, Shu Yi secretly felt that he was more comfortable looking at him like this than before.

But my mother didn't see it that way.

When my father came back, my mother didn't say anything, and she still lived her life as before.Buy New Year's goods, invite relatives and friends, clean up, arrange Spring Festival couplets and New Year pictures, all in one hand, and keep everything in order.

Since the last time I lost my temper with my mother, the relationship between Shu Yi and her mother has become very awkward.Shu Yi was terrified by her mother's no further investigation.

It's not that he hasn't tried to ease the relationship with his mother, but whenever he asked his mother what he could do to help, his mother would tell him not to get in the way here with a cold face.

Shu Yi had no choice but to walk away disgruntled.

"Mom, let me hang up the Spring Festival couplets." Standing by the door, Shu Yi said sincerely.

His mother glanced at him, took out two pairs of Spring Festival couplets from the bag and handed them to him, "There are still two left."

Shu Yi took it, picked out a pair, gestured at the door of his parents' bedroom, looked at it for a while, and changed a pair for comparison.Difficult to make a decision, he turned to his mother: "Do you think this is suitable?"

My mother was busy pasting New Year pictures on the wall, and she just nodded perfunctorily.

"What about this?" Shu Yi asked again.

The mother stopped what she was doing and looked at him strangely: "You post it quickly! Why are you asking so much?"

Shu Yi put down the two couplets and said, "I don't know which one you like, mom. If I post something you don't like, you'll scold me again."

Mother froze, she stared at Shu Yi's face.

He is already a half-cooked man.The childishness on his handsome face has long since faded.Only then did she realize vaguely that she seemed to have no power over him.

In the future, he will marry a wife and have children, have his own family, and leave her side.She can participate for a while, but not for a lifetime.

Is there really something wrong with my own approach?

Mother's gaze fell back to the Spring Festival couplets. She carefully compared the differences between the two pictures, chose the most suitable one, and said to Shu Yi, "Just post this."

"Okay." After that, Shu Yi tiptoed to fix the top of the spring couplets first, and then took a few steps back to make sure they were aligned.He looked at his mother, and found that her mother pursed her lips and squeezed out a stiff smile.

"By the way, Shu Yi," his mother called him, "If it's convenient, let's invite Ning Wen to have a New Year's Eve dinner together. This child is so pitiful."

"Mom?" Shu Yi couldn't believe his ears.

"Well, I heard about his family." The mother bent down to pick up a layer of paper torn from the back of the New Year picture, put them into a plastic bag, and said calmly.

"Then, about you and my dad..."

"We'll talk about it after the Chinese New Year is over." Mother put away the waste paper, "It's not worth it to worry about this during the Chinese New Year."

"Yeah." Shu Yi nodded in agreement.

On New Year's Eve, Ning Wen and Shu Yi's family sat together and had a New Year's Eve dinner in front of the Spring Festival Gala on TV.

After finishing a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner, the mother cheered up to pick up dishes for Ning Wen and Shu Yi, and asked Ning Wen to eat more.Shu Yi was afraid that Ning Wen would be restrained, so he tried desperately to find a topic to talk to him.

Seeing Shu Yi's efforts, her mother's attitude softened a lot. She praised Ningwen and said, "I haven't seen you for almost seven years. Ningwen is getting better and better. There must be many girls chasing after him in school?"

Ning Wen gave an embarrassing "huh".

"Yes, there must be many." Shu Yi smiled, "Mom, Ning Wen can play the piano, sing, write lyrics and compose music. How come no one likes it!"

"Really?" The mother made a surprised expression, "I have time to perform one for my aunt, how about it?"

Then Ning Wen was dragged to sing after the meal.

Of course, the song was newly written for the top ten singer finals, but he didn't tell Shu Yi.

Without musical instrument accompaniment, it is the time to test your skills.

Ning Wen was standing in the middle of the living room, softly singing the new song that he wrote after scratching his head for months and staying up for several nights.

"How many times we pass each other for one meeting

How many times have we parted for a long time before waiting for a surprise

If fate hadn't miswritten the original prologue

If the autumn wind doesn't blow down the shaded leaves

How do I spend one long lonely night after another

Write a song just for you where you can't see it

if i have love

can i hold you in my arms

A song written for you and sung to you forever

If I have love..."

Ning Wen's eyes fell on Shu Yi's face, and Shu Yi could hardly restrain the smile on his lips.

It is estimated that he is the first person who dares to challenge the Spring Festival Gala at home.

Shu Yi began to look forward to Ning Wen's dazzling appearance on the final stage.

Ning Wen was going home the next day, and it was useless for Shu Yi to keep him. He couldn't resist Ning Wen's request, so Shu Yi's mother had to send Ning Wen back on the first night of the first lunar month.

Just about to leave, my mother suddenly found that she didn't bring her mobile phone: "You two wait in the car, I can't find my mobile phone." After speaking, she hurried back to the building.

Ning Wen and Shu Yi sat in the back seat of the car, neither speaking.

After a while, Shu Yi took the lead to break the silence, "Yesterday's song is the final song you mentioned, right?"

Ning Wen nodded.

"Love song, you are very good at it now."

Ning Wen smiled shallowly, "I'm in love, of course."

Shu Yi turned sideways, pulled him into his arms, tightened his arms, and hugged his thin body tightly.

Then he dropped a kiss on Ningwen's cold, cherry-like lips.

He didn't know how he felt about Ningwen before.

The past few months have also been very uneventful, and I haven't met many times with Ning Wen.

But now, he just couldn't help it, wanted to kiss him, wanted to share his breath.

A lot of things are a moment, an impulsive thing, isn't it?

He never thought about what was between him and Ningwen.But in this situation, he simply became frank. It turned out that the intimacy he thought was not pure friendship, but cherishing the other party and fearing losing the other party-love.

Ning Wen opened his mouth slightly, responding to his kiss.

Gradually open, exchanging breath, their breath seems to blend together, regardless of each other.

The mother ran downstairs and came to the side of the car. Seeing the scene inside the car, the bag in her hand lost her grip and fell to the ground.Like her heart, fell out, shattered.

But she is a calm adult woman after all, she didn't say anything, picked up the bag, opened the car door and sat in the car as if nothing had happened, suppressing the shock in her heart, tremblingly reminding them to fasten their seat belts.

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