Joke

Yi Qi:

Some people say that my name is very clever.Yi Qi, Qi Qi, Yi Qi...I'm usually noncommittal about this.In fact, I think the name is not good, Yi Qi... sounds like "abandoned".And my life literally felt abandoned.

On my eighth birthday, my father hurried out of the house after answering a phone call. Before leaving, he said happy birthday to me.

However, my birthday has never been happier since then.

Because every year that day is his death day.

His car hit the guardrail and rushed down the cliff, fell into the sea, exploded, and there was no bones left.

My mother became mentally disturbed because she couldn't bear such a blow. Although there were relief from relatives and neighbors, the family still couldn't make ends meet. When I was eight years old, the sky was completely gloomy. At that time, I thought I was abandoned by the whole world.

If it wasn't for the appearance of that person.

Forgive me for calling my stepfather that way, because all along, I've been repelling this stranger who suddenly entered my life.

Even, I probably couldn't live without him.

That person is Ouyang.The first time we met was at my father’s funeral. I stood by silently with my photo in my arms. Many people came over and touched my head and sighed: Poor child is still so young...then she squeezed tears, twisted her nose and took out a handkerchief to wipe Wipe your hands, wave your sleeves to show your back, without taking away a trace of bad luck.Being precocious, I wanted to laugh when I saw those people's poor acting skills, and I was so fucking wishing that my father would die sooner.

Smuggling has always been rampant in this coastal city, and his father has solved 11 cases at a young age, and the last two digits of his police number are 11, so many people call him "No. 11".It can be said that the underworld here is not afraid of the sky and the earth, but they are frightened when they hear "11".It is precisely because of this that my father made many enemies, and I also have a heart for that "accident".

At the funeral, I tried my best to hold back my tears like a man, while my mother knelt on the ground and screamed until she fainted. The moment my mother fell down, the man quickly supported her with his hands and eyes.

He is Ouyang, my stepfather.

In fact, he was younger than his mother, with outstanding looks, and he came from a business family, so when he said he was going to marry his crazy mother, everyone dropped their jaws.In the end, he quietly helped my mother to walk towards me with my head down all the time, and asked: Can I take care of you?Xiao Qi...

Damn, one sentence drew out all the tears I had worked so hard to hold back.

Later, he broke into my family in a grand manner, leaving most of his energy and time to me besides taking care of my disabled mother.Food and clothing, daily life, homework tutoring, parent-teacher meetings, amusement parks... Compared with other children's children, my childhood was not bad, just because there was Ouyang who was both a father and a mother.

But I never called him "Dad", and I still don't know what the reverse psychology is. In short, in my half-grown mind, the status of my father has always been that black-and-white photo.Ouyang may be more like a big brother to me. He used to be depressed for a while, and even grew a beard to pretend to be old, but he never succeeded.Some people are born with youthful faces, and I really can't admit to having a young dad in a white T-shirt and jeans.

what did you say?

White T-shirt jeans is normal?

What if I told you that his white T-shirt had "Space For Rent" in shiny black letters on the back and that his jeans always had three holes?

...

I really don't understand why a businessman dresses like this and someone does business with him.

My father never dressed formally, even in casual clothes, he looked like a normal (handsome) man, while Ouyang always looked like a pseudo-literary youth who hadn't grown up. Standing with his mother, I definitely had the illusion that they were mother and son.Of course, this is just my illusion, because when they were together, Ouyang would always coax his hallucinated mother patiently like an elder. Fortunately, I didn’t need him to coax me because I was precocious, and I didn’t worry about him when I got into fights occasionally (because I don’t know how to do it. Let him know), otherwise there may be two mentally ill in my family in the past ten years.

Well, Ouyang is indeed a bit like a mental patient sometimes.

That "sometime" is usually my birthday. He will decorate the house in a very exaggerated party atmosphere, and then buy a big cake (I don't say anything, it doesn't cost me anyway), and he will help I lit candles and tried to coax my delirious mother to the table for my birthday.Every year on this day, I feel very unhappy. In his loud and out-of-key birthday song, I always think of my late father. Although the person in front of me may be more competent, he is not my biological father after all, and, I always feel that he is deliberately avoiding the anniversary of his father's death. Maybe he wants me to gradually forget the past and take my father's place step by step.

So in my heart, the more I dislike him, the better he treats me, the more I alienate him.

Humans are so cheap.

When I understood this truth, Ouyang was already lying quietly in the hospital.