out of control relationship

The events of that day were over, and those "smart" relatives seemed to have reached a consensus with each other, no one came to Qin Yuan's house again, and they didn't dare to ask for compensation for the demolition.

He didn't feel much about this matter, after all, no one had extended a helping hand to this family in the years since his father died.Never borrowed a penny, never helped a thing.

In fact, Qin Yuan knew in his heart that everyone said that he had his own life to live, and he had endless worries about accounts. In the end, it was his mother who supported the house with her thin shoulders. This is not a bad thing, because they Owe no one.

And after this time, it should not be a stranded relationship between the two parties, but a complete break-up, and they will never communicate with each other.

Just break it.

He thought, he is not without nothing.

The weather cleared up on the weekend, Qin Yuan and Qin Shuobei moved together.

It would be too ostentatious to talk about moving. The new house has basic decoration, and the old furniture that is not a pity to throw away has been removed. I asked a familiar neighbor in the yard to help transport it by car. The things they want to take away are divided into two parts. You can get it all in one go.

These days, the two of them live in peace and harmony, and they are also busy when school starts, so they are basically in a state of not interfering with each other. Compared with before, the atmosphere is ideal.

But the more Qin Yuan thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt.

Qin Shuobei's "You don't know" simply became a nail in his heart. It didn't go all the way in, and it wouldn't hurt too much, but even if it was there, it would hook him every now and then when he thought about it. , Hanging him, not letting him live in peace.

He always felt that there was some hidden meaning in this sentence that he couldn't understand. It wasn't just that the puberty boy wanted to find fault, but it was out of a long-suppressed feeling that he had tried to express to him many times but couldn't. its legal statement.

He even spoke back.To Qin Yuan, who is used to his docile attitude, it's like raising a dog that doesn't even bark very much, and suddenly discovers that it can bite people one day.

Qin Yuan, who had been at the top of the food chain for many years, instinctively felt a threat to his status.

Qin Shuobei has reached the stage of rebellion.He thought deeply, should I buy a book on family education to popularize science tomorrow, how to correctly guide teenagers through puberty without causing trouble to the adults at home.

He thought for a long time, standing in the new home with bright and clean windows, his eyes were empty.Didn't notice that Qin Shuobei came to his side after sending away the neighbor who helped move.

"elder brother."

He sat on the new plastic-covered sofa, propped his elbows on his knees, and looked around again. "Got to buy a new bed."

Qin Yuan turned his head, followed the light source to look at the bed in Qin Shuobei's room that was moved from his old home, and then looked back at his bedroom, the toilet, and the kitchen that hadn't been cleaned yet.

The light shone diagonally into the living room where they were, and a layer of fine dust floating on the floor could be seen.A new house inevitably smells of some decoration materials. After a few days, the smell is no longer so pungent, but new things always smell good.

So his mood brightened a little bit, and his tone of speaking with Qin Shuobei was not so aggressive. He even had a rare smile in the corner of his eyes, which weakened the sense of distance brought by those overly delicate facial features. It was not obvious, but Therefore, it feels light and soft, and can be accepted by people at once. "Um."

Qin Shuobei felt that he also wanted to laugh along with him. "Then I'll sleep on the sofa for the next two days."

"Need not."

In the next second, Qin Yuan switched to his usual style, raised his chin and pointed away, "Go back to your place and sleep, I don't want to sleep on your hard bed. It's enough for a week."

As he spoke, he glanced at the time again, clicked his tongue, he had not rested from the physical work all afternoon and was going to work again, too lazy to talk to Qin Shuobei, picked up the wallet key that was thrown on the cabinet, and was about to go out. The door was closed from behind only to find out that the overhead lights in the stairwell of the new building hadn’t been put into use yet. The sun was setting at this moment, and his damn night blindness made him unable to see his feet on the stairs clearly. Thinking about going back to get the flashlight, or going downstairs in the dark without fear of hardships and dangers.

It's two floors.

While he was struggling with his thoughts, the door above him opened, and a beam of white light dangled in mid-air, and finally fell on his feet. The coverage range was almost a few steps away. to the next level.

He turned around in astonishment.

Qin Shuobei stood at the door with a flashlight, apparently not planning to move.

"I'll show you, let's go." He said, "I'll wait for you downstairs at 09:30."

"..."

Qin Yuan took two more steps before saying, "Thank you."

This time Qin Shuobei didn't respond, but quietly watched him go downstairs, changing the angle of his wrist from time to time to illuminate the steps under his feet.

He finally smiled softly, even with the one who didn't dare to laugh just now.

For a long time - so long that Qin Shuobei also forgot the way of forgetting, he always dreamed the same content, many times.

At the age when there is dream activity in the human brain, the psychiatrist in charge of his treatment thought twice, but still did not classify this phenomenon as a traumatic stress response disorder.

He was just dreaming, repeating this harmless process, because this dream did not have any bad influence on him, so he didn't choose to tell it.

After all, he is a person who can hide things in his heart.

He often dreamed of a white tree.He tried to record the content of his dreams, and he did this from a very young age, and he persisted.What kind of tree is that, white, where the lush branches and leaves should have been, were replaced by white feathers.They sway in the wind, and the scene is full of unreality that no longer exists except in dreams.And Qin Shuobei stood far away, looking at the tree, as if it had a pair of eyes.There is a wind of ten thousand miles between them.

He doesn't know what he wants to do in the dream, who he may be waiting for, or maybe not, the motivation to analyze something is human instinct; he also doesn't know what the tree symbolizes, and what kind of fear and desire it reflects in his heart , He purposely concealed the doctor and the people around him, as if the tree belonged to him only.

His precocity is hard to describe, his self-assertion sprouted at an age when his peers should be carefree, for example, he knew how to "possess" at that time.

To possess something completely is to make it your own secret.

His brother, who is three years older than him, doesn't like him.

She refused to give him a good face, and she didn't want to talk to him, but she would pretend to obey her kind mother, hold his hand, and take him wherever she went.

When the 14-year-old Qin Shuobei first realized the fact that he didn't like the opposite sex, his thoughts presented evidence in the chaos, and he explained some impulses with unexpected calmness, and then everything returned to silence.

This is his secret.

He stood at the door of the corridor, counting the time.

The air was dry and cold, he raised his head and took a breath, and saw dark clouds floating in the night sky.

More than a minute later than expected, the figure of Qin Yuan riding a bicycle faded into a silhouette from the old lights, slowly approaching.

He was not riding fast, his eyes were squinted by the wind, and after passing the heavy brakes, he got off the car and walked into the corridor from him.

"You are not cold."

Qin Shuobei heard him cough, and walked in front of him with a flashlight to shine on the road.Qin Yuan was a little hesitant when he just walked into the darkness. Qin Shuobei was right behind him, so he stretched out his hand reflexively—to support his waist, not to push, but to support him, for fear that he would not be able to stand still. Protective posture. "careful."

Their footsteps merged into one at a certain moment, neatly touching the cold wall.

"It's not cold." Qin Shuobei adjusted the light of the flashlight to the brightest.

It took Qin Yuan a long time to pick up the next sentence, "Have you finished your homework?"

"It's finished."

He replied sternly, "All the things in the room can be placed. There is something wrong with the gas and water outlet pipes in the kitchen. If I come back early tomorrow, I can go to the property to find a maintenance worker."

"Ah."

He knew that Qin Yuan didn't suddenly change his attitude towards him, he was just afraid of the dark.

At the door of the house, Qin Yuan stood behind and watched Qin Shuobei open the door.

The boy was growing up, and his height was approaching him day by day, and he suddenly found that he could no longer look over Qin Shuobei's shoulder to see his hand taking out the key.

Without warning, he recalled when they were young, when Qin Shuobei first came to this house, he was so thin that no one dared to touch it with his hands, as if any strong contact would cause him pain.

At that time, I was not without pity, bathing him clumsily, seeing him holding back the tears that were about to drip from his eyes, I had the most real heartache, coaxing him like a little adult.

do not Cry.

Now he helped him walk in the dark and told him, be careful.

He sighed and gave up the pursuit of cause and effect.