over dependent

Fang Yizhe didn't come to his house, and the room was quiet tonight. When Jin Rong entered, he could only hear the sound of the TV coming from Jin Shiyuan's room, which was a bit unreal.

He changed his shoes, walked across the living room to his room, and heard Jin Shiyuan's voice coming from her door: "You're back, Xiao Rong."

Jin Rong stopped and looked at her.

"I came back very late today. Is something delayed at school?" Jin Shiyuan asked him tenderly.

But Jin Rong didn't have anything to answer: "No." He turned around and entered the room, before the door could close, Jin Shiyuan suddenly rushed towards him, and put his body against the door that was about to close: "Jin Rong!"

She pushed open the door hard and hit the floor with a "bang".

"Why don't you even say a word to me now?!" Jin Shiyuan asked him hysterically, "Do you still think of me as your mother?!"

Jin Rong felt dizzy, he didn't bother to push Jin Shiyuan out of the door, walked a little further into the room, dropped his schoolbag and smashed it on the ground.

"Don't stop talking! Are you dumb? Jin Rong, let me ask you if you are dumb!"

Jin Rong rubbed his eyebrows wearily, but still didn't answer.This action aroused Jin Shiyuan's inner anger. She chased after Jin Rong, pinned his shoulders and asked, "Speak up! Or do you mean that you and I have nothing to say?"

"Mom." Jin Rong tore off her hand abruptly, and asked word by word, "What can I say?"

"Haha!" Jin Shiyuan laughed, "Are you my son?"

"Yeah, why am I not your son?"

Jin Shiyuan's voice softened: "But you are nothing like me."

Of course not, since Jin Rong went to middle school, Jin Shiyuan always said that they were not like them.Both appearance and personality are very different.She always said that Jin Rong's personality was very similar to that person, but she never mentioned who that person was.

"Then who do I look like?" Jin Rong asked back, "I don't look like my mother, do I look like my father? Do I look like Fang Yizhe?"

"Are you crazy?!" Jin Shiyuan glared at him fiercely, "How many times have I told you that you have nothing to do with him!"

"Really?" Jin Rong smiled, "What about you? What's your relationship with him?"

Jin Shiyuan stood there in a daze, his lips trembling slightly.She avoided Jin Rong's expression, took a step back and explained, "He is your Uncle Fang."

Jin Rong ignored her and sat in front of the piano to practice.

But Jin Shiyuan still said: "I have nothing to do with him."

"Then please," Jin Rong said coldly, "next time you go to bed and open a room, don't disgust me here, okay?"

Jin Shiyuan's heart "thumped", as if he had been stabbed by some sharp weapon, almost bleeding out.She opened her mouth to explain, but she didn't have the confidence to speak. In the end, she only asked, "How do you... know?"

"I'm neither blind nor deaf."

He only bumped into it once, and that time made him unforgettable in this life and became the beginning of his nightmare.Countless times he was awakened by Jin Shiyuan's back, and he was having such nightmares many days and nights.

There is nothing more unacceptable than seeing one's own mother messing with others, right?Jin Rong has experienced it.

Jin Shiyuan went back to the room without even closing the door for Jin Rong.

She played the song "Angkor Wat" in the room again, "God fooled me four times and three times, I can hear the wind in my ears, and I can't escape your face"; "Do I have the courage to be with you to celebrate the day "...

It seems that this song is sung to her, and every time I hear it, tears will flow down my face.

Jin Rong was tired of hearing this, so he locked the door, found a full music folder on the bookshelf, flipped through a page, and found that it was "Shandandan Blooming Red and Brilliant" full of marks.

——"Shandandan Blooming Red and Brilliant", that is my favorite piano piece."

Jin Rong's fingertips landed on the piano keys, and he stopped after playing all the introductions by accident.

He really wanted someone who could redeem him.Could this person be Jiang Yi?

——"If I can, of course I want to save you."

... This person must be Jiang Yi.

Jin Rong had another nightmare at night, besides the absurd figure from behind, he also dreamed about Jiang Yi.Jiang Yi stood in the sun, while he stood in the shadows.There is a distinct light and dark line between them, which is dazzling and difficult to approach.

He looked at the dazzling Jiang Yi, with dazzling lights all over his body, as if he could completely illuminate himself as soon as he approached.

"Help me..." Jin Rong whispered, "Help me."

He seemed to have fallen into an abyss, and suddenly woke up in a convulsion, exactly at 05:30 in the morning.

Jin Rong's head was covered with beads of sweat.He wiped off half of it with the back of his hand, panted and turned on the lamp by the bed, the dazzling light was almost dazzling.

He leaned against the head of the bed and meditated for a while, but couldn't fall back asleep.

When Jin Rong entered from the school gate, he heard the female classmate say to him again: "Good morning!"

From the first year of high school to the present, every day, he could hear the greeting of this female classmate, but he never knew her name.

He was separated by a distant flower bed and path, and there was a small figure standing in front of the garage. She waved her hand and greeted Jin Rong: "Don't look, go to class!"

Jin Rong didn't respond, he still walked into the teaching building with his head buried.

Taking time between classes to glance at his phone, Jin Shiyuan was sending him a short composition again, and a paragraph of text took up the entire WeChat page.Mostly it is "I am very disappointed in you", "It is not easy for me", or, "The relationship between Mom and Uncle Fang is not what you think".

Jin Rong became dizzy and didn't bother to read it halfway through, and threw the phone in the table hole.But he was indeed entangled in this explanation all day long, and he would always think about it when he was free, and then he would rub his eyebrows and sigh.

During piano practice in the afternoon, Wu Yao asked him again, and the two quietly ran up to the fifth floor. In that small corner again, Wu Yao lit a cigarette, and the white smoke drifted into the distance with the wind. It disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Have you smoked recently?" Wu Yao suddenly asked.

"No." Jin Rong was dazed for a while, and then added, "Smoking makes your teeth turn yellow."

Wu Yao laughed after hearing this: "Are you afraid of this?"

It's not that I'm afraid of this.Jin Rong was afraid of too many things, even yellow teeth were not important.He turned his back to Wu Yao, and in front of him were the corridors that could be seen. The classrooms on both sides were empty, and every word he yelled would echo.

"Do you want one?" Wu Yao took out half of the cigarette case and handed it to him, Jin Rong still shook his head: "No."

After smoking, Wu Yao still washed his hands at the bathroom door, biting a pack of spicy sticks in his mouth to remove the smell.Jin Rong looked down at his phone next to him, and accidentally swiped into Jin Shiyuan's circle of friends: I suddenly wanted to eat the honey cake at the entrance of the high school. I haven't been there for a long time, and I don't know if there are any.

"Honey cake." Jin Rong felt a pain in his temple.

Jin Shiyuan used to be a student of No. [-] Middle School, and the honey cake she was talking about should be sold by the cake shop at the door.

"What honey cake?" Wu Yao heard it and thought he was talking to himself.

"It's nothing." Jin Rong put the phone back into his pocket and sniffed his sleeve, which still smelled of cigarettes.This smell of smoke will dissipate quickly, and you won't be able to smell it after staying in the piano room for a few hours.He didn't care at all, when he and Wu Yao turned the corner and were about to go downstairs, a few people happened to come upstairs.

"You still ask us to move the bench, why don't you ask someone from the art class to move it? I don't think they need to go to class."

"I told you to move as soon as I told you. How can there be so many words?"

Jin Rong went downstairs against the wall, just in time to meet these people who went upstairs.They were all boys from the science class, and among the crowd, there was a conspicuous Jiang Yi.

There is a faint smell of tobacco, permeating the corridor.Before Jiang Yi passed by Jin Rong, he smelled the smoke on his body, and couldn't help frowning.

Jin Rong didn't say hello to him, they just passed by, so close that they rubbed each other's school uniform shoulder cuffs.

"Hurry up, Jiang Yi, I have to move the bench!"

Someone urged him, but he didn't dare to pause any longer. After walking the last step, when he looked back, he couldn't see Jin Rong's figure again.

——"I don't smoke anymore, as a proof."

Jiang Yi's anger came out of nowhere, as if some promise had been broken.Why did you go to the fifth floor to smoke when you said you would never smoke again?Was Jin Rong such a dishonest person?

Or rather, he simply took it as a joke.

That's right, Jiang Yi and him are not even considered "classmates", so why take a promise that doesn't mean anything seriously.Jiang Yi felt that he was too naive to actually take this matter seriously.

He moved chairs to the gymnasium with a few boys in the same class and was busy all afternoon.It's okay to move, but if he is idle, Jiang Yi always feels like being played.

This feeling lasted like a mist, and it turned into rain in the evening.When Jiang Yi was in the last class, there was a lot of rain outside the window, and soon the fog filled the glass, and he had to wipe it off to see the distance clearly.

"It's raining!" Yao Xue sighed, "So suddenly! I didn't bring an umbrella."

Jiang Yi didn't pay attention to what she was saying, he just watched the rain outside the window, it was falling down with a splash, creating a burst of heat.

"What are you in a daze for?" Yao Xue kicked his calf, "Love rainy days?"

"No." Jiang Yi held his chin, he didn't want to admit that he had been melancholy because of Jin Rong's cheating on him, "I don't understand."

"Don't understand what?"

Jiang Yi asked very seriously: "How familiar do people need to be before they can have a heart-to-heart relationship?"

"Happy?"

Yao Xue thought carefully.In her opinion, perhaps chatting for an afternoon can make a heart-to-heart talk. She is heartless, and it is easy to treat people wholeheartedly. She asked Jiang Yi: "Do you have any friends who want to make a heart-to-heart?"

"It seems there is." Jiang Yi pondered.It seems that there is, it seems that that person is Jin Rong.He also couldn't think of why he wanted to be friends with Jin Rong, maybe because he felt that they hit it off.

"But I don't want to force it. If he doesn't want to, then forget it."

Yao Xue didn't think it was that difficult: "I think if you treat him sincerely, you will be able to get his sincerity back, right? It's not something you can do in a day or two if you want to talk to him. You have such a good personality, you won't Someone won't be your friend."

Jiang Yi listened to half of it and left half empty. He still watched the rain outside, and didn't think about how he would go home in a while.

He didn't bring an umbrella.

The last class was very boring, Jiang Yi was sleepy for half of the class, and it was not easy to stay until the end of get out of class, and was trapped by the rain again.He couldn't wait for Jiang Chengtian to get off work. Jiang Chengtian was on duty tonight and had to check the students in the school dormitory.

No one will come to pick him up. Jiang Yi hasn't had this kind of treatment since he was in middle school.

The darker the sky, the heavier the raindrops, and the water rolled down from the heights, forming puddles.Jiang Yi felt sorry for his new shoes, said goodbye to many classmates, and was trapped downstairs in the teaching building.

He stood at the door, looking up at the rainwater stringing up from the eaves and making ripples.

"Aren't you going home?" A soft voice came from behind.

Holding a big umbrella in his hand, Jin Rong approached Jiang Yi slowly and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

He no longer smelled of tobacco, but Jiang Yi cared about the smell on his body, and remembered that childish promise again.

Jiang Yi still looked at the rainwater on the steps.

He wanted to rush out in the rain, and he'd better wash his mind too, so he wouldn't keep thinking about the smell of tobacco.