Stop fishing, I'm hooked!

The arrival of the holiday is the moment Liu Nanyou is least willing to face.

He told Song Wei in advance that he would not go back, but Song Wei would not agree.

After all the talk, it was rare to be reunited, it was rare to spend a Mid-Autumn Festival with him, and after crying twice on the phone, Liu Nanyou reluctantly agreed to her.

As soon as he left the school gate, Song Wei greeted him and helped him carry the bag of clothes: "Youyou, you lost weight, did you not eat well at school, or how about this, you go to school, and mother comes to pick you up every day... ..."

Before she finished speaking, Liu Nanyou had already got into the car and closed the door.

Song Wei saw that he was unhappy, so she didn't mention the day-study thing along the way...

Song Wei's family lives in the south of the city in a single-family villa.

At the door of Liu Nanyou's house, Song Wei's youngest son, Kong Lingxuan, immediately put down the toy car in his hand, ran up to Song Wei with his mouth pouted, hugged her leg, and looked at Liu Nanyou timidly, obviously a little afraid of him.

Liu Nanyou ignored him and changed his shoes on his own.

Kong Lingxuan grabbed Song Wei's skirt and motioned her to bend over.

Sticking it to Song Wei's ear, she whispered, "Why is this person coming to our house again? I don't like him, don't let him..."

In the middle of his words, Song Wei covered his mouth: "Don't talk nonsense! He is my brother, this is his family!"

Kong Lingxuan was very unconvinced: "My father said, he is not a brother, I don't have a brother!"

Liu Nanyou had already changed his shoes, and looked down at Kong Lingxuan. Kong Lingxuan was so frightened that he hid behind Song Wei: "Your father said I'm not your brother, right?"

Kong Lingxuan blinked and nodded boldly.

Song Wei hurriedly smoothed things over: "Youyou, Xuanxuan is young and ignorant, don't listen to him."

Liu Nanyou snorted, ignored Song Wei, and still looked at Kong Lingxuan: "Well, from now on, we will talk about our own business, you don't call me brother, call me uncle, I will be your father's brother."

Song Wei was dumbfounded: "..."

Liu Nanyou had already reached the second floor before she came back to her senses: "Youyou! You can't talk like this, the seniority is messed up!"

Bang!

The only answer to her was the sound of closing the door.

Song Wei knew that he was angry, so she didn't dare to say more. Only when dinner was ready did she dare to knock on the door: "Youyou, it's time to eat."

When Liu Nanyou came to the dining room, Kong Xiangwei and Kong Lingxuan were already sitting at the table.

Kong Xiangwei looked at him with a half-smile: "Youyou, sit down and eat."

Kong Lingxuan was fiddling with his little fork, and suddenly raised his head: "It's brother!"

Kong Xiangwei thought he was calling Liu Nanyou, and couldn't keep up the fake smile, so he slammed down his bowl: "Don't talk nonsense while eating!"

Liu Songwei was obviously suppressing her anger, staring at Kong Xiangwei with deep eyes.

Kong Xiangwei noticed her gaze, and immediately changed his expression: "Just now I slipped my hand and didn't hold it back. Youyou, don't think too much. I didn't throw it for you. Sit down and eat."

Kong Lingxuan tapped the bowl with a fork: "Uncle eats, uncle sits!"

Kong Xiangwei pressed his hand, a little surprised: "Who is Bobo?"

Kong Lingxuan pointed at Liu Nanyou: "Your brother, my uncle."

Kong Xiangwei's face turned from white to blue, and then from green to black: "Who taught you!"

Kong Lingxuan didn't see that his expression was wrong: "Uncle taught me."

Kong Xiangwei panted heavily, and clenched his chopsticks into fists: "Youyou, I know you have an opinion on me, you can tell me, but you can't treat Xuanxuan like this, he is still young, you will spoil him. "

This time it was Song Wei who threw the bowl: "Kong Xiangwei! The kid is just joking, don't make a fuss, Youyou is excellent in everything, how can you teach Xuanxuan bad!"

After speaking, he took Liu Nanyou's arm and pressed him on the chair: "Youyou eat."

Liu Nanyou started from going downstairs without saying a word, and looked at the scene in front of him coldly.

Song Wei filled a bowl of soup and put it in front of him: "Youyou, be careful it's hot."

When Song Wei and Liu Zhengjun divorced, Liu Nanyou was less than three years old. Over the years, their mother and son rarely saw each other.

On the one hand, it was because of Song Wei's busy career, and on the other hand, it was because of Liu Zhengjun.

He looked down on Song Wei and didn't want Liu Nanyou to have too much contact with her.

Song Wei's impression of Liu Nanyou was more of that baby-sounding little doll when she was a child, facing Liu Nanyou who suddenly grew up, she didn't know how to get along with her.

Liu Nanyou didn't look at the bowl of soup, just took a few mouthfuls of rice, then put down the bowl: "I'm full."

After going downstairs for 10 minutes, Liu Nanyou returned to the bedroom.

Sit at the end of the bed, put your hands on the edge of the bed, and look down at the floor.

In Song Wei's house, he just felt oppressed. He was an intruder who shouldn't have appeared, breaking the happiness and beauty of their family of three.

The phone vibrated, interrupting his thoughts. It was WeChat, with an unfamiliar profile picture, and a dubious name "Guo 厾. 忲歔沩"

Seeing this name, Liu Nanyou didn't even want to read the messages, but just wanted to block him and delete him immediately.

Guo Yu. 忲歔沩: [Picture]

Liu Nanyou reluctantly resisted the urge to delete him, and clicked on the dialog box.

Zooming in on the picture, you can clearly see the moonscape at the embankment.

Guo 厾. 忲 歔 沩:—A date?

NY: ——The screen name is really unique.

QJ: ——haha, changed, this one is the same style as yours.

Looking at the two abbreviations of 'QJ', 'SB' appeared in Liu Nanyou's mind, is he out of his mind?

NY: ——QJ?rape?robbery?

After a long time, Qu Jin sent a shit!Later the name was changed again:

Jhin: ——Is this okay?

NY: ——No appointment.

There was silence for a while, and a voice call came.

Liu Nanyou stared at the word Jin on the screen, hesitated for a while before clicking on it, put the phone to his ear, and didn't speak.

"Night fishing, are you really not coming?" Qu Jin was very excited.

Night fishing?Liu Nanyou was very cold: "I won't go."

"The mouth is very strong, come on." Qu Jin persevered.

"I want to read later, so I won't go." Liu Nanyou was not at all interested in going to the river to feed mosquitoes in the middle of the night.

"Okay, then... good night, roommate."

"Ah."

Over the years, it has become his habit to recite papers and memorize questions.It's not fun, but it's a good way to pass the time.

After finishing one set of mathematics and two sets of English, it was almost ten o'clock in the evening.

There was a knock on the bedroom door, Kong Xiangwei pulled a face, and appeared at the door, holding a bowl of noodles and milk in his hand.

Song Wei was not there, and he lost all good looks at Liu Nanyou: "Your mother sent it here."

This is also the time for Kong Lingxuan to go to bed. Song Wei couldn't get out of bed, and she was afraid that she would be too late later, so she asked Kong Xiangwei to bring it over for her.

But Liu Nanyou didn't have the habit of eating supper. After dinner, no matter whether he was hungry or not, he would not eat anything. This was the rule Liu Zhengjun set up for him when he was a child. After a long time, it became a habit.

Liu Nanyou stopped writing and turned to look at him: "Thank you, but I'm not used to eating at night, thank you for taking the noodles back."

Kong Xiangwei's face stretched even longer, he didn't think Liu Nanyou really had this habit, he just thought he was taking Qiaoer on purpose.

"You don't eat what I give you? You have to eat what my wife gives you? Let me tell you! No one is used to your stinking problem!"

Liu Nanyou's hand holding the pen, the knuckles have turned white, and the inner side of the wrist has bruised veins.

After breathing for a few moments, his breath barely stabilized. He promised Song Wei to come back for the holiday, not wanting to embarrass her: "You think too much, I still need to read, please go out."

Liu Nanyou wanted to calm things down, but Kong Xiangwei didn't want to: "Still reading? What are you pretending, if you really study well, you will go to Yuren's low-level high school?

Don't think that the little tricks in your heart can fool me. Song Wei is my wife and my son's mother. This is our home. Song Wei's company and savings are ours, which are reserved for Xuanxuan. You What is it? "

As he spoke, he threw the noodles and milk on his table, and the soup splashed everywhere.

Liu Nanyou looked at the stained roll, and the anger in his heart also exploded.

Standing up, grabbing Kong Xiangwei's collar with his left hand, he punched with his right hand, all in one go.

Kong Xiangwei's head was turned to one side from the beating, the corner of his mouth was bloodied, he squeezed his thumb, and spat cursingly: "Little bastard, I've betrayed you!"

The two wrestled together, and Song Wei ran over barefoot when she heard the movement.

The noodles and milk on the table were mixed with fragments of utensils and scattered all over the floor. Liu Nanyou couldn't shake his fist in an instant. He stepped in front of Song Wei in two steps, took her by the shoulders and half dragged her out of the room: " Prick your feet."

Song Wei looked at the mess on the ground, and couldn't stop shaking: "Youyou, I'm sorry, Youyou's mother didn't take good care of you!"

When he looked at Kong Xiangwei again, his eyes were bloodshot: "Get out, Kong Xiangwei, get out of here! I want to be with you..."

"Don't blame him, I did it first." Liu Nanyou's cold voice interrupted Song Wei's hysterical accusation.

If she didn't show up, the three of them would be very happy, and no matter what, they wouldn't have made a fuss about divorce.

Kong Xiangwei ate Song Wei's, took Song Wei's, completely changed in front of her, wept bitterly, full of remorse: "Honey, you misunderstood, Youyou hit me, I didn't fight back, I just blocked him."

Whatever Kong Xiangwei said, Liu Nanyou didn't want to argue a word.He wanted to leave right now, he didn't want to hear Song Wei's sobbing, and he didn't want to see Kong Xiangwei's hypocritical and disgusting face.

Hurrying to the door: "I'm going out for a walk, if you follow, I'll never come back!"

If he really wanted to leave, Song Wei couldn't stop him.

In October in the north, the temperature at night is only a few degrees, and it is still cold to wear a coat when going out, let alone Liu Nanyou who ran out with only half sleeves on.

After walking for a while, Liu Nanyou calmed down from the cold, and regretted it, why didn't he wear a coat and bring his mobile phone when he came out?

When the night wind blew, goose bumps instantly arose on his body, and he crossed his hands and rubbed his arms.

With a little force, the left palm hurts, and it is still sticky and wet.

He stopped under the streetlight in three steps and two steps, only to see that a cut was made in the palm of his hand.

The wound was cut across the palm, quite deep, and blood was still oozing out.

Liu Nanyou's eyebrows twitched uncontrollably, it was impossible to go back.

The scratched left hand was clenched into a fist, and he walked aimlessly for a while, before sitting down on a narrow chair at a bus stop.

The cars on the road drove past him one after another, making his eyes dry.

He lowered his head, let go of his right hand, waited for a few seconds at the wound, and the blood began to ooze again.

He stared at the bigger and bigger blood beads in a daze.

The blood will not flow forever, the wound will always heal, and life will not always be like this, it will always pass.

It's just that Jishi is really cold tonight, Liu Nanyou feels that he can't resist the autumn night wind.

beep!

Didi!

The sound of the car horn was harsh, Liu Nanyou looked up at the road...

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The abbreviation is my fault, it's none of Brother Jin's business!