all i want is a man

On the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, Xiao Chuan's mother received a call from a man.

"Xiao Ping, I want to see Xiao Chuan."

"It's been 14 years! You want to see your son now, what is your intention! Let me tell you, it can't be done!" The man was firmly rejected by Xiao Ping.

That night, just after Xiao Chuan came back from playing, he heard such a conversation.

"Xiao Chuan, do you remember your dad?" Xiao Ping said with tears in his eyes, every word was sad, and her hands were tightly clenched into balls.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Chuan thoughtfully comforted Xiao Ping.

"He wants to see you." Xiao Ping said straightforwardly.

"Is there a reason?" Xiao Chuan asked thoroughly.

"I didn't ask. His number is in the caller ID. I'm tired." Xiao Ping was sad, and went back to the bedroom with Xiao Chuan's support.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the phone rang again.

"Who are you looking for?" Xiao Chuan answered the call.

"Xiao Chuan, it's great to hear your voice! I'm Dad! I'm Kang Yun!" The other end looked very excited.

Hearing Kang Yun's name, Xiao Chuan couldn't recover for a long time.

About Kang Yun, Xiao Chuan's deepest impression is that in kindergarten, Kang Yun held him on his head and played with flying planes.Kang Yun asked, where did the plane fly to, Xiao Chuan replied, it drove to the toy store.

At that time, the sky was always so blue, the weather was always hot, ice blue midsummer cold drinks, sweet and soft big watermelon.

Dad, to Xiao Chuan, these two words are more of a written title.

In the summer of [-], Kang Yun left Xiao Chuan and never came back.

Xiao Chuan never thought that Kang Yun would appear in his life again.

Hearing Kang Yun's voice, Xiao Chuan's face changed from secret joy to consternation, and then to indifference.

"Father? Why are you so easy to talk! After all these years, when have you ever seen your child? Scoundrel!" Xiao Ping rushed out of the room, cursed at the phone, and then cried loudly while hugging Xiao Chuan.

For the next few days, Xiao Chuan stared at the phone at home every day. Whenever there was a phone call, he always rushed to answer it.

Disappointed every time.

The family love that blood is thicker than water cannot be parted, and no one can deny it.

Even though Kang Yun made thousands of mistakes, his identity as Xiao Chuan's biological father will never change.Although Xiao Chuan had unspeakable resentment and complaints in his heart, he still wanted to see that person with his own eyes. That person brought him joy and laughter, but then cruelly abandoned him.

The twelfth night of the first lunar month.

"Mom, tell me about what happened back then, I have the right to know." Xiao Chuan was straightforward.

"Xiao Chuan, it's time for you to know. One summer night in 14, when Kang Yun and I came home from work, a strange woman broke in and threw herself into Kang Yun's arms, crying loudly. At that time, you five Kang Yun said that Liu Yun lost his job and was pregnant with a child. He was responsible for Liu Yun. It was raining heavily on the day he left, and you were already fast asleep in the bedroom. I grabbed his clothes and knelt down and begged him not to leave , he broke away from my hand, I grabbed his trouser legs and told him that you need Dad. But it was useless, he left, resolutely, resolutely. That night, lightning and thunder, the night was so long, I cried loudly , Crying, the sky is wrong, the earth is not right. Later, he was dismissed because of his style of life, and accompanied Liu Yun to live in Y City, and he has been there for [-] years."

The entanglements of the previous generation were so far away and so profound, Xiao Chuan quietly listened to those pasts.He needs to sort out his thoughts.He let his mother cry on his shoulder, and he felt that Kang Yun was mysterious and hateful even more in his heart.

At three o'clock in the morning on the thirteenth day of the first lunar month, after much thought, Xiao Chuan decided to rush back to Y University ahead of schedule to secretly check on Kang Yun's recent situation.Not for revenge, not for venting, just to confirm the mother's words, just to find out the whole story.

"Mom, I'm going back to school tomorrow. A few classmates asked me to come and play." Xiao Chuan packed his things in an orderly manner.

"Xiao Chuan, the day after tomorrow is the Lantern Festival. Let's leave after the festival. Mom wants to cook you more delicious food." Xiao Ping said, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Mom, what are you doing? Haven't I left yet? Well, well, listen to you. If you cry again, your eyeliner should be gone." Xiao Chuan calmed down for his mother, Xiao Chuan's eyes were red, He knew that no single mother in this world was ever smooth enough.

On February 21, [-], the Lantern Festival, the bright moon hangs high, and the colorful lights are colorful.People eat Lantern Festival together at home, sit together and talk at night, enjoying themselves; enjoying the moon and lanterns outdoors, lighting lanterns and setting off flames, and guessing lantern riddles, which is peaceful.On such a gorgeous night, loneliness can easily touch people's hearts.

"Xiao Chuan, happy Lantern Festival." Xia Xuechen's phone call made Xiao Chuan a little flattered, yes, flattered.

"Xiaochen, I'm going back to school the day after tomorrow."

"Really? I'm going to ask you when you're going back to school. I'll leave tomorrow and arrive the day after tomorrow." Knowing that Xiao Chuan arrived at school on the same day as herself, Xia Xuechen was overjoyed and quickly packed her things.

"Your train tomorrow?" Lin Yuan's voice said, and at some point, he was already standing behind Xia Xuechen.

"That's right, there will be a lot of people on the road in two days. It won't be crowded." Xia Xuechen's hands paused for arranging things, and continued to tidy up.

"Where's your brother?"

"I went to find his old master. Sit down." Xia Xuechen pulled a chair over.

Lin Yuan didn't sit down, but frantically pushed Xia Xuechen down on the bed, sniffing Xia Xuechen's body bloodthirsty.

This time, Xia Xuechen didn't back down or give in.

"Lin Yuan!" The voice was sharp and sharp.

Lin Yuan seemed to be possessed, continuing his crimes.

"Do I have to hate you?" Xia Xuechen no longer struggled, no longer resisted, his words were so calm that people shuddered.

The violence stopped.

The gorgeous night makes everything a matter of course, and the people seem commonplace and calm.

Lin Yuan left without leaving any clues.

Xia Xuechen, Lin Yuan, and Xiao Chuan were all vagrants who were exiled. They longed for a love affair that was different from the common world, so they were sentenced to deviant and immoral. The mountains were far away, and the water was far away. They could only wander in the dark night. the edge of.

Brother Xiaoyuan, you are my brother no matter what, good night.On the Lantern Festival, at 23:[-], Xia Xuechen fell asleep after sending out such a mobile phone message.

Chen: Are you there?

By your side: hmm.

Chen: Why are you there every time I talk to you?No matter where, no matter when.

By your side: is it?

Morning: Seiya's mission is to protect Athena.I feel that you are my guardian.I only see your happiness and carelessness, but I can't understand the sadness under your mask.

By your side: Why is there such a strong sense of romance all of a sudden?

Chen: I just miss you very much all of a sudden.

By your side: sleep, Ann.

Going back to school and going home are two completely different concepts. Going back to school means squandering, and going home is about getting it. Those who go back to school are before liberation, and those who go back to school are a well-off society. People, but with the desolation of seeming inseparable, when they go home, their hearts can fly, and a group of people meet together to accelerate the speed of flying.

On the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, Xia Xuechen embarked on a journey back to school.At the same time, Xiao Chuan and Xiao Ping had a final farewell.

"Xiao Chuan, you are not young anymore. If you find a suitable one, take it home and show it to your mother."

Xiao Ping cooked a table full of Xiao Chuan's favorite meals, and kept picking up dishes for Xiao Chuan. Xiao Chuan listened to the admonition without saying a word, and his mouth couldn't stop. Ribs, Kung Pao Chicken, Braised Pig's Trotters, Hot and Sour Fish, Cucumber and Shrimp Meatball Soup, each perfectly demonstrated Xiao's mother's cooking skills, and also closely fit Xiao Chuan's appetite.

"Eating so much tonight, I won't be able to get in the car tomorrow morning." Because too much greasy matter accumulated in his body, Xiao Chuan drank tea to digest.

After Xiao Ping fell asleep, Xiao Chuan sneaked into the study. There was a cabinet inside that Xiao Ping never allowed to open.

His intuition told Xiao Chuan that there must be something related to Kang Yun hidden inside.After closing the door, he took out the prepared key, held a miniature flashlight under his armpit, and began to verify his suspicions.

Opening the bookcase, the things inside were very neat. Xiao Chuan touched the topmost items lightly with his hand. There was no obvious dust. It was obvious that people often came here to browse.

The topmost layer is a collection of poems. The word "Kang Yun" is clearly written on the title page. Xiao Chuan was shocked, and continued to check. Under the collection of poems were some clothes. The styles were already very old, but Xiao Chuan could tell that they were men's clothing.

Remove the clothes, and the things below are the most convincing, an old photo of a family of three.Xiao Ping when he was young, a little boy—Xiao Chuan when he was young, with a thick head and a thick head, Xiao Chuan raised his eyebrows triumphantly, and Kang Yun, his face was only a little thinner than Xiao Chuan.In the photo, the three people are holding big hands, Xiao Ping is smiling like a flower, Kang Yun is gentle and elegant, and the little boy is grinning as if looking for the lens of the camera.

The torrent of time ruthlessly washes away people's memories, only the photos are evergreen and true, and how many deep-seated grievances and hatreds are contained in them, the photos are silent but eternal, the moment the shutter is lightly opened, the photos are Eternally carrying people's memory, telling the story of a certain year, a certain month and a certain day, reminding people of what they are at that moment.

Since Xiao Chuan was sensible, he couldn't remember how many times his mother quietly came to this room, sat for a long time, and had a cup of tea for an afternoon.On the night of the twelfth day of the first lunar month, through the door, he vaguely heard his mother crying in the study.

At three o'clock in the morning, in the dark night, Xiao Chuan retreated from the study to the bedroom with a solemn expression.

Kang Yun, I must find you. With such ambition, Xiao Chuan fell asleep.

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