Xiao Lang Jing

Song Qiran met Aunt Xia on the way to find Zhao Meng.The moon was dark and the wind was high, he lingered in the company and worked overtime until nearly eleven o'clock, but he still didn't want to go home. There was no Zhao Meng at home, and even if he went back, it would be nothing but a four-wall, at most a sleeping box.He sneaked over to look for Zhao Meng, wanting to surprise him, but ran into Aunt Xia who broke into the gate of the police station on the last bus. Aunt Xia walked fast with anger on her face. Meng's phone call, it took several seconds to see Song Qiran before he remembered that he was Zhao Meng's landlord "Mr. Song". gone?"

Song Qiran could tell who she was asking, and his assistant Emily was surnamed Zhang.He replied "I don't know, no."

They entered the police station together, and Zhao Mengzheng was huddled behind the desk talking on the phone with a blank expression on his face.Aunt Xia immediately snatched his mobile phone, but the phone had already been hung up. She glanced at the call log, Wei Xiaolong, the name should be a man, her brows relaxed, and the condensed face finally eased a little.

She dragged a chair from Ma Chao's seat next to Zhao Meng, and then sat down to talk to Zhao Meng:

"Xiaomeng took a break this afternoon. She and her classmates from the medical school came to play in the financial center nearby. They said they saw you sitting in a cafe with a girl, holding hands." Aunt Xia stared at Zhao Meng, "Tell me, did you?" This thing."

Startled, Zhao Meng subconsciously glanced at Song Qiran.The young man sat with half of his butt leaning against the edge of Ma Chao's table, and his eyes had been on Zhao Meng since he entered the room. When he saw Zhao Meng looking over, his eyes lit up, but he didn't speak.

When Zhao Meng saw it, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Aunt Xia was in a hurry, she couldn't wait for Zhao Meng's answer for a moment, thinking that he was guilty, she punched him on the heart in a hurry.

"Meng Wazi!" she yelled angrily, "You are a good boy, how could you do such a shameful thing!"

"Third Aunt, what shameful thing did I do?" Zhao Meng held his chest and endured the pain and said, "That's Xiaomeng's misunderstanding, I didn't hold hands with the girl!"

"No hand in hand? No hand in hand, nothing to do, what coffee shop do you go to sit alone? You are such an adult, don't you know how to avoid suspicion?"

"I don't have any ghosts in my heart, so why avoid suspicion!" Zhao Mengqiang said, he was not like this before, and everyone in the family knew that he was the eldest brother of the Zhao family. The one who suffers, he just really doesn't want to talk about men and women in front of Song Qiran, and his patience seems to be worse than usual.

Aunt Xia looked at him in surprise. He felt that Meng Wazi, whom he had watched and grown up since childhood, had changed this time. He went to a big city and was taken away by the big city.

"Do you still want to have a good date with Miss Zhang! Do you know that your whole family, your father and your mother, are looking forward to your marriage!"

"Aunt Xia," Song Qiran interjected, "Zhao Meng and Emily shouldn't have quarreled..."

He was afraid that Zhao Meng wouldn't be able to understand the sentence that Miss Zhang was wearing clothes for a while, so he interjected out of kindness at this time, but was interrupted by Aunt Xia. majesty.

"Mr. Song, I know that you take good care of Zhao Meng and Xiao Zhang on weekdays, but you should know that this is our family's business after all."

She didn't finish the rest of the sentence, Song Qiran suddenly finished this sentence, his face turned pale in an instant, he stopped talking, sat at the table and lowered his head to stare at the fingers on his knee.

Zhao Meng couldn't see him in such a state.Song Qiran is still sitting here, but Aunt Xia is entangled in his dating with a fake girlfriend, and was misunderstood to provoke other women outside. When he thinks of this, he feels extremely absurd, and feels very irritable for a while. .

He doesn't like women, he has never liked women before, but he can only hold back this matter for an unknown number of years, he feels like a hole has been opened in his heart, and sooner or later a hole will be broken, or, maybe it has already rotted Thoroughly.He really didn't want to continue with one lie after another, so he poked his neck and said loudly, "We broke up a long time ago!"

With a "slap", Zhao Meng's cheek hurt, and Aunt Xia raised her hand and slapped him.The slap was crisp, and echoes echoed through the silent walls of the duty room.

The old man was so angry that his entire upper body trembled.

"Bastard!" she burst out, "How did you become like this!"

Zhao Meng was hit on the head, his cheeks were burning hot, but he lowered his head and still did not speak.

"Do you think getting married and having children is your business alone!" Aunt Xia's voice raised another octave, "Do you know what's going on in your own family? Are you trying to piss off your own parents!"

Zhao Meng didn't expect Aunt Xia to suddenly mention his parents in his hometown. He paused and sat up straight again.

"Your dad is 65 years old! He has a heart attack. Didn't you know that when you were a soldier, you almost passed away?! You rarely go back these years. His illness, repeated every three days, never let him go You know, don’t let our relatives tell you, we all advised him, the son and daughter are old, don’t be too busy, just lie down and enjoy the happiness, but he just didn’t listen, and went to the village committee to inquire about the area on the back mountain a few years ago. As for the matter of the wasteland, just say, can he still do it?! One day he will be unable to get up because of you, and even if you die, you will have to go down to the ground to be hacked to pieces!"

Zhao Meng was stunned.The younger brother and sister will graduate from college in one year, the family has no big expenses, and there are three laborers to make money. It stands to reason that parents should be envied by everyone. work?

Aunt Xia saw the doubt in his eyes and scolded him for being heartless.

"You haven't gotten married until this time, and you haven't even heard of a date. Go and find out if there is anyone like this in the same village! Your parents always say that you are in the city when talking to others. It’s not fashionable to marry too early, and they say that you are too busy with public affairs and have no time to fall in love, but when you close the door, all the responsibilities are taken on your own head! They know that you are to provide for your younger siblings to go to school, and they know that you have no time to fall in love. Money, I also hate that I have no money. I have dragged you down for so many years, but you are the boss of the family. The boss of the family does not suffer a little bit more, but they feel sorry for you and feel guilty for you for so many years! Now looking at you Those younger brothers and sisters are about to graduate, and they want to save money for you before they are paralyzed on the bed and can't do anything. Your father is crazy, and he wants to buy you a house in the city, saying that if you have a house, you can marry a wife Oh, the houses in the city are saved by them! And your mother’s waist, you have to rest three times when climbing a hill, don’t you count, but this year she still wants to go to the city with me to find a nanny job! Anyway, I persuaded her. No one would dare to hire her like her! You don’t know about this, but how can you treat marriage as a trifle? Leave the Zhao family behind and let your parents feel at ease, have you given your conscience to the dog!"

Zhao Meng listened, the eye sockets of both eyes were hot and painful.He really didn't expect that, he thought he was hanging around in the provincial capital, and if he didn't go back to his hometown to find his parents, he wouldn't let them be gossiped behind the back of the folks. He thought it would be a while, but he didn't know why Parents have always felt guilty, the more he escapes, the more the two elders worry about him despite their age.

Zhao Meng seemed unable to breathe, his chest was full of collapsed pain, but he couldn't speak.

He will never like women in his life, so he can only feel uncomfortable.

Aunt Xia saw that he still didn't make a sound, she really hated iron for nothing, and when she got excited, she raised her palm again, not knowing if she wanted to hit Zhao Meng again or what.

Her slap did not fall.

With a "click" sound that no one expected, a porcelain teacup held in Song Qiran's hand shattered.

The porcelain cup was placed on Ma Chao's table. It was in the shape of a small light blue flower. There was only half a glass of unfinished water in it. It was already too cold. Song Qiran was not thirsty, so he didn't know why he would hold that cup in it. In his hands, he saw that Aunt Xia was about to strike again to teach Zhao Meng a lesson, and when he squeezed hard, he felt a sharp pain.

The shards of ceramics cut his hand, and the blood trickled down his wrist along the palm lines, dripping and dripping onto his thigh.His wrists and palms are very white, the contrast between white and red is sharp, and the skin and flesh are turned up by the cut, which looks shocking.

Zhao Meng's heart shrank all of a sudden, and he overturned the stool when he rushed over.

Aunt Xia didn't expect this, the words in her throat hung in the air, she stood up in a panic, Song Qiran was knocked sideways by Zhao Meng's movement, more blood fell on the floor, Aunt Xia Terrified, he muttered from his throat:

"This... this has to be sent to the hospital quickly..."

Zhao Meng held back the tears forced by Aunt Xia's words in his eyes, held Song Qiran's bleeding hand, and after a long time, he finally managed to say:

"Third Aunt, you should go back tonight first. I... I'll finish the matter here, and I'll go home and explain to my parents, okay?"

His throat was hoarse, his face was depressed, and when he was talking, his eyes were fixed on Song Qiran, flushed.

Aunt Xia didn't know when she left the house. The wound on Song Qiran's hand was dried in the cold air for a while, and the bleeding stopped. The bleeding stopped by itself, which means that no important blood vessels and tendons were cut, but the wound was long. , but not seriously injured.He should have breathed a sigh of relief, but he couldn't stop shaking.

He only remembered the moment when he saw Aunt Xia raising her hand to hit Zhao Meng, a sharp feeling flashed through his mind, like a metal wire connected to both sides of his temple, pulling his head and cutting it open from the middle , It hurt so much that he instinctively gathered his palm, and the cup shattered.

He trembled his lips, not even knowing when Zhao Meng carried him to the infirmary.He was very scared, and Zhao Meng's words were repeated in Zhao Meng's ears all the time:

"I've taken medicine, and you're here, but my head still hurts, and I'm sick again, Zhao Meng, what should I do?"