the furthest distance

After the holidays, both of them were tired of staying at home.

People who fall in love think the same thing, it doesn't matter where you are, what matters is that you are there.

"Brother, this weekend is the Cold Food Festival, I'm going to go home."

"Oh, then I'll go back and have a look."

"Yeah, bro, come home with me^^?"

"What are you thinking, kid... I'll go back to my house, you go back to yours..."

"Brother, you can actually come here... There is a new hotel in Nanhai. The sea view and hot spring are great, and there are few people."

"...Well, it's not impossible... You go and have a look first, and call me if it's good."

Li Shengli was still here, and his heart flew far away, thinking that he could go on a trip with his brother, soak in hot springs, and then this and that, he couldn't help but feel flustered.

On the weekend, with longing for a private trip, he drove away in a happy mood, thinking how to trick his brother to accompany him earlier.

Quan Zhilong returned home that afternoon, and it was impossible to stay alone in the dormitory.

Because of the festival, my sister was also there, and went to help in the kitchen as soon as I came back.

Dad was alone in the living room watching TV, which seemed to be a commentary program.

He walked over only to find that the old man had fallen asleep, squinting his eyes and snoring softly.

He turned down the volume on the TV and found a blanket to cover his father.

When I looked closer, I found that the old man had a lot of gray hair on his horns, and he left after the Lunar New Year. It has only been more than two months now, and the time in the world is the most ruthless.

Father didn't wake up until mother greeted everyone to eat.

"Zhilong is back." The old man looked his son up and down, stood up, and said, "It's a good day, I didn't wear any outrageous clothes and shoes, and my hair is fine."

"Father," Quan Zhilong didn't pay much attention to his father's distasteful tone, he stepped forward and hugged the old man lightly, "Hello, father, long time no see."

The old gentleman patted his son on the back and walked to the dining table.

It's been a long time since the whole family sat together to eat, and my mother kept smiling. My sister seemed to have something on her mind, and she had to ask later.

Quan Zhilong likes the food at home and eats more than usual, also to make his mother happy.

After the meal, he chatted with his father about state affairs. Although he didn't care much about it, the old man liked to talk about it. Fortunately, Sun often talked to the members about the current political and economic news, so he could still talk.

After clearing away the tableware, my sister also sat down, silent and thoughtful, and winking at Quan Zhilong from time to time.

The son was happy to be back, and the old man was in high spirits. They chatted and drank soju. The father and son drank a few glasses before going to bed.

Quan Zhilong ran into his sister at the door of the room.

"Sister," Quan Zhilong stretched out his arms to hug her, "What happened?"

"Mom knows... about you and Shengli."

Quan Zhilong was a little drunk at first, but instantly sobered up.

"When did this happen?"

"I heard from her today that she knew about it a long time ago, and she still asked me... Maybe she was afraid of affecting your performance, so she didn't mention it all the time. Everyone is happy today... Tomorrow..."

Quan Zhilong was silent for a while, suddenly wanted to smoke.

"Sister, thank you, I'll take care of it Don't worry."

"Zhilong... Mom and Dad are getting old, don't get excited, they are after all for your own good..."

"I'm not a child anymore, sister... nothing will happen, don't worry."

Quan Zhilong went back to the room, lit a cigarette, and then another.

He remembered that a long time ago, maybe not so long ago, he said to a woman, "This road is too difficult. It is right to separate when we can."

He thought that this road would be very difficult, and he also thought that he might have to fight the whole world for it. He thought that he was strong enough and fearless.

Only then did he realize that he was wrong, outrageously wrong.

He may be able to fight the whole world, but he can't fight the person who loves him.

That person loved him with all his heart, without reservation, and gave him life, gave him everything.

What does he use to fight against it?

What is there to fight against love?

After smoking one cigarette after another, my throat was so dry that it was about to crack, and my head hurt.It should be almost early morning, Quan Zhilong doesn't want to sleep at all, he hopes that the night will pass as slowly as possible, and it is best not to come tomorrow.

Later, he got up to go to the kitchen to pour water, and when he walked through the living room, he saw someone sitting on the sofa.

It was his mother, sitting alone in the dark night, her sitting posture was still elegant, but her eyes were full of tears.

He walked over and knelt down at her feet, "I'm sorry, Mom, I was wrong...but I really love him."

"No, you are not wrong... How can love be wrong? Loving someone, loving anyone, is innocent."

"Mom..." Quan Zhilong rested his head on his mother's lap.

"It's us who are wrong... This world is really strange... There are some things that we know are wrong and unreasonable, but we still have to do them..."

"Then don't do it, mother?"

"But no, my child...you will be hurt, even if you are innocent, you will still be tried, and you will be convicted and nailed to the pillar of shame if you don't even have a chance to go to court...How can mother just watch How far have you come?"

"I'm not afraid, Mom...it doesn't matter what others say or do...I only care about you..."

"But mother only cares about you, Zhilong, my best son, the son who can't be compared to anyone... Zhilong, mother is selfish this time, you..."

"No, don't say it." Quan Zhilong held his mother's hand tightly, "Don't say it... Please don't say it, I really like him very much, I can't live without him..."

"I like him too... Such a lovely child... is also my son... That's why I can't lose the two of you... You should separate... It will pass, it will get better in the end..."

The tears that were barely held in her eyes finally flowed out and dripped onto the back of her child's hand.

Quan Zhilong's heart was torn.

"Zhilong, you will forgive mom, won't you?..."

"Actually, it's not just about this matter... Mom has been worrying all the time, afraid that I've done something wrong... Why did you take such a small you to the TV station?...Why did you let you learn to dance?...Why did you let you go to the TV station? How about being a trainee?...Why did you choose such a difficult path?..."

"Seeing you happy is more important than anything else... Seeing you sad makes my heart ache to death..."

"Zhilong, let's choose an easy path this time, shall we? ... Don't let mom worry and feel distressed anymore."

"Zhilong..."

That night, my mother babbled a lot.

Quan Zhilong listened silently, neither begged nor cried.

In fact, I knew the ending from the beginning...

The world will never change because of a certain person, only oneself can be changed.

Quan Zhilong watched the white light seep through the window bit by bit.

Tomorrow finally came.

A world fell apart.