out of control relationship

One day later, at the weekly meeting of Qin Shuobei's class, the head teacher announced that there will be a parent-teacher meeting this Friday.

"I hope everyone can convey the teacher's meaning. Parents must be present. Those who can't be there will call me to explain the situation."

When the teacher was speaking on the podium, Qin Shuobei supported his forehead with his left hand, and held the ballpoint pen between his index finger and middle finger with his right hand, turning it flexibly and impatiently.

Tang Ying, who was at the same table, fell down on the table as if in imminent disaster, "It's over... the results of the monthly exam will be exposed..."

Qin Shuobei didn't speak, but his brows were also knit together, obviously he couldn't relax completely by staying out of the matter.

This year, no mother came to the parent-teacher meeting.

The pen slipped from his fingers and hit the table with an abrupt sound.The teacher glanced at this side, and everyone lowered their heads in unison, as if there was no silver 300 taels here, and raced against time to perform the hard work of learning.

"I repeat, because some of the things to be explained require parents to cooperate with you in normal times, so please pay attention to it. Don't just find a relative to fool the teacher. It's meaningless. Do you understand?"

"Understood--"

The answer dragged on without sincerity, and Qin Shuobei didn't even move, and Tang Ying, who was next to him, knew something about his family's affairs, and was afraid of saying the wrong thing at this time, "Hey, are you okay. "

The gloom in Qin Shuobei's dark eyes dissipated a little as he let go of the corner of his mouth, "It's all right."

"In your situation..." The usually noisy friend also made a rare and serious suggestion, "Go find your brother, he is the only one who can be regarded as your guardian now, he is still an adult..."

Qin Shuobei just nodded and looked a little absent-minded, and Tang Ying finally got impatient and kicked him under the table.

"I'm talking to you."

Only then did Qin Shuobei come back to his senses, and smiled at him kindly, "Understood."

Whether Qin Yuan can be persuaded to attend the parent meeting for him is still a problem.

He was thinking about this until the afternoon, and went to the small shop in the school to buy the cheapest pineapple buns between classes, and brought a bottle of milk with him, and drank it while walking with a straw.

The pocket money that Qin Yuan gave him was actually enough for him to have a decent meal. However, Qin Shuobei was not the kind of child who spent as much as he wanted and was heartless. Frugal ways to contribute to this home.

He didn't walk fast, let's treat it as an activity before the evening self-study, and then he will face a full two hours of torment of sea tactics. Sometimes he will be overwhelmed, and he will think about Qin Yuan who is in the third year of high school. Compared with the weight of the two exams, the latter is naturally better, and Qin Yuan not only has to prepare for the exam, but also worry about the trivial matters at home, work part-time to earn money, and make ends meet—Qin Shuobei can't imagine how he survived.

Not just guilt.

The intertwined impulses harbored in his heart reappeared once again, he maintained his usual calmness, and at the same time bit the straw in his mouth tightly with his teeth, making a crunching sound.

No one could hear it but himself.

At this moment, Qin Yuan and Wang Yihong were passing by the school gate.

Qin Yuan's iron buddy, Qin Shuobei, was familiar with him, and he was often seen smoking in the utility room with Qin Yuan; Passing by the aisle not far from Qin Shuobei, the moment they turned their heads, the eyes of the two of them crossed unexpectedly.

It was an awkward look.But Qin Shuobei didn't know what happened, all the wandering thoughts before returned to their place in an instant, he didn't need to say anything, but nodded to Qin Yuan in a gesture more peaceful than words, counting it as a greeting.

Qin Yuan was stunned at first, as if he suddenly realized that this was some kind of gesture, and he needed to respond with the same greeting, so he also nodded.

Wang Yihong next to him was a little surprised.

——They seem to be special brothers and sisters, and they are so real that there is no estrangement or contradiction.

Qin Yuan was also puzzled when he walked over.

But from that day on, he did find Qin Shuobei less annoying.

Qin Yuan thought that the reason for hating Qin Shuobei was very simple, because he was the son who killed his father and enemy. He hated it logically and easily, and he has never questioned it so far.

It may also be that most people are puzzled by his mother's behavior, and his thinking is normal and reasonable.

Of course, the child Qin Shuobei was indeed not likable.Sullen, taciturn, unassuming, and sometimes disgustingly humble when facing him—even though in fact, Qin Shuobei is not too much a person, his manners are considered modest and polite, and he is even popular with some girls in school, but There is no reason to hate someone, for Qin Yuan.

The positions of the two of them doomed this twisted relationship.And even if there are signs of easing, the identities of each other will not change.

Brothers who contradict each other but have to live together.

When thinking of this, Qin Yuan suddenly realized a detail.

Could it be that Qin Shuobei doesn't actually hate him?

Doesn't sound very scientific.After all, people who suffer from such indifference and rejection can feel it, not to mention Qin Shuobei's traumatized and sensitive personality. It was used to speculate on thousands of meanings, but he didn't know, because Qin Shuobei never said it.

This kind of forbearance often made Qin Yuan angry unilaterally, so even this point was included in the reasons he hated.

After straightening out these thoughts, Qin Yuan felt that his mind was cleared up a lot, so he left the greeting that made him feel very weird behind him, and returned his attention to work.

Recently, the weather has turned warmer, and the business of the store where he works has improved. He is very busy every day. In addition to looking at the store, cash register, and physical work such as counting and delivering goods, he is so tired that he goes home and falls asleep every night. The second half of the third year of high school Duan, the teacher also fully adopted the stocking policy, and didn't care who didn't write homework.

Get through another two months.

When he lit a cigarette, his hands were so sore that he couldn't lift it up, so he could only convince himself in this way.

He doesn't have any happy prospect for the future, he only knows how to live mechanically and tenaciously day after day, he doesn't know where to go, doesn't know what he wants, but he never stops.

When he got home from work for the day, he took a hot shower, leaned on the sofa wrapped in a sweater, and read a book. Before he was completely overwhelmed by sleepiness, he took as many glances as he could.

At 09:30, Qin Shuo came home from evening self-study in the north, seeing that Qin Yuan still looked like he didn't eat oil and salt as usual, but he wasn't disappointed.

He knew his brother's temper.Such a good face during the day is probably a whim, an accidental event, and has no universal significance.

He should be like this, with a beautiful face that is so mean, but there are too many gentle things behind it.

Even if he hates him, he will hold his hand and lead him across the road; even if he hates him, he will make money to support him in the most difficult time at home; "Protect him in front of him.

Such contradictions will confuse Qin Shuobei.

Does he love me or hate me?

"Brother, we have a parent-teacher meeting this week. Do you have time... to stand up for Mom," he stood beside the sofa with his schoolbag in his hand, not daring to stand too close, "As my parent."

Qin Yuan held the book in one hand, sat in a relaxed posture, raised one foot and stepped on the sofa at the other corner, without taking his eyes off the pages of the book, he only looked at the black-haired boy from the corner of his eye.

He promised as if he couldn't control it, "Okay."

He noticed Qin Shuobei's eyes that were half hidden under his hair, although he didn't speak, it seemed that there was a faint light shining from his heart.

Maybe he didn't say nothing.

Qin Shuobei also looked at him.

—Maybe he doesn't hate me that much.