instead of chasing me

Since Da Zixian came back, he always seemed to be preoccupied, and I asked him insincerely, but he just smiled and said, 'It's nothing, don't worry. 'I know this must be related to his disappearance for half a month, but I won't ask, only when he wants to talk, I will play his listener.

"Xian, I'm going home tomorrow, and the Chinese New Year is still a week away. What do you do?" I opened my luggage and packed the things I needed to go home.

"I might go back in a few days. I still have something to do!" Zixian fiddled with his mobile phone.

I found that since Zixian came back, he would occasionally play with his mobile phone every day. When did he like to play with his mobile phone? I used to send messages to him. He could type a word less and not more.

"Xian, I found that you have changed a little since you came back?"

"What has changed, am I still the same as before!"

"No, I can't say it, I feel that you are depressed." I touched my chin and said in thought.

"There's something going on recently, and when it's dealt with, nothing will happen." Zixian continued to frantically press the phone.

Just as I was about to speak, Zixian's cell phone rang. Zixian glanced at the cell phone, his expression darkened, and he cut off the call mercilessly.

I can see that his mood has become worse because of the phone call just now.And the phone keeps ringing, ringing and ringing, ringing and disconnecting.

"Xian, it seems that this person is in a hurry, why don't you pick it up!" I really couldn't see it anymore.kindly reminded.

Zixian directly turned off the phone, pulled out the electric board, pulled out the phone card, and left all the parts on the table impatiently.He rubbed his temples with a headache, full of exhaustion.

I didn't ask him who had the phone call, nor did I ask him why he would tear the phone apart.And I just came gently behind him, took his hand, and rubbed his troubled temple for him.

"Xian, Chinese New Year is coming soon, and we are one year older."

"Well, what do you want to say?" Zixian leaned back on the sofa comfortably.

"I want to say that everyone who grows up has troubles, so you don't need to be so depressed. You can have a happy day and a bad day."

"I know." Zixian called my name for a while, and asked tentatively: "Tian Tian, ​​if, I mean, if one day I lied to you, would you forgive me?"

"It depends on how much you lie to me." I thought for a while and said, "However, I hate being deceived by others, especially the person I care about the most, such as you."

Zixian took my hand and pulled me to sit next to him: "Tiantian, if there is such a day, you have to believe me, I love you."

Why did I feel that he was saying goodbye, so I grabbed his hand nervously: "Didn't you say it, it's just if."

"Yes, just if." Zixian said while hugging me.

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"Xian, I'm home, you miss me." I looked at Zixian sleeping dazedly, and wanted to laugh, sometimes he really looks like a child who hasn't grown up.

"Get out." Zixian waved his hand impatiently, meaning that I don't want me to disturb him sleeping with his big head.

I'm not angry either, because I know what happens when I disturb his sleep.

After dragging the heavy suitcase and squeezing the car for three hours, I finally arrived home.But I really want to yell at the sky; 'Fuck, it's so fucking crowded. '

I desperately rang the doorbell at home.

There were footsteps in the room; the door opened; "I knew it was you, you bastard who came back." My mother helped me drag the suitcase with a cooking spoon in one hand.

"Mom. You are the best." I hugged my mother and said coquettishly.

"Go, go, get out, your dad is coming back today." My mother pulled me off her body: "You have to think about your explanation."

I was confused: "Mom, what should I explain?"

"I heard from Mengxue that during the few days of your exam, you were sick and didn't go to the exam, which means your current grades are duck eggs. What do you say you want to explain to your dad?" My mother looked at me casually.

"Well, I knew it was Wang Mengxue's eighth wife, nothing can stop her broken mouth." I was so angry that my ears were smoking.

"I'm going to cook first, you think about it first." My mother went straight to the kitchen after finishing speaking.

Damn, what should I do, my dad cares most about my grades, and now that he finally came back, he will definitely ask me how I did in the exam.

I went into my bedroom with my head down, and fell into a comfortable, soft,,, crib. :"What should I do?"

The phone in my pocket was vibrating, I took out the phone listlessly, it was Zixian's call

"Xian, I'm dead." I pretended to hang up at any time.

"Why, just after not seeing me for a while, I have no idea to live on."

"Get out, I won't die even if you die." My forehead was twitching in anger.

"I think you are living too long, do you want to help you?" A cold voice came from the phone.

Relying on the fact that I am at home now, I said, "Oh, I'm so scared. Come here! I think I'm dying. Come on!"

"Look, die." Zixian said every word.

"Oh, I really want to die." I continued to tease him without fear of death.

"Sao Nian, prepare to die." Zixian hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

I stuck out my tongue into the phone, imitating Zixian's voice: "Sao Nian, I'm ready. Come on!"

I thought that my dad might take care of me today, and I stood on my head covered in hairs.

Let me tell you that my dad is an architect, and he is away 360 days a year, and the remaining five days are either at home or on the way home.