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No matter how many times Tangling heard someone call Tangliu "Flying Daoliu", she still found it funny.

Tangliu’s restaurant is located in the old city, and the people who welcome and see off are often old customers. As long as you pass by, you can see Tangliu chopping roast goose neatly behind the glass window. Over time, he began to jokingly call him "" Flying knife stay".

And Feidao's shop became even more crowded in this early autumn. There were only five and a half tables in Mingtang, and his nephew who had just moved to the city had to occupy one to do his homework.

After being euphemistically mentioned by Tangliu, Tangling stopped doing her homework in the store, and instead helped diligently.This incident really frightened Tang Liu, fearing that he would become a sinner who delayed Tang Ling's studies, so he seriously discussed a better solution with him.

"Did your mother buy a car recently?" Tangliu said, "From now on, you will go home to study after school, clean."

Tang Ling only said, "I'll go to school to write in the morning."

"You can't grow taller if you sleep so little."

Tang Ling stood up straight, looked straight at Tang Liu, who was 1.7 meters high, and said, "Enough."

"Baby, is this what you are good at?"

Tang Ling thought to herself, after all, the air will not be fresher if it is higher, so it doesn't matter.

Tangliu stared at him for a while: "Are you still blaming your mother?... She can't help herself."

Tang Ling still felt a little puzzled by these words, so she raised her jaw and pointed at the door: "There are guests."

Before turning around, Tang Liu gave him a meaningful look, which made Tang Liu extremely uncomfortable, as if he had become everyone's burden.

Later, he thought about Tangliu's words carefully, in order to find out if he really felt guilty towards Tangmo, he didn't wait until the restaurant closed as usual that day, but went back to his new home on Binjiang Middle Road just after nightfall .

He knocked on the door, but there was no response for a long time. Tang Mo was probably not at home at this point.After touching his pocket, he found that his mobile phone and keys were also thrown in the dining room, so he had to sit on the window sill and wait patiently.

This new home was embedded in the half-waist of a high-rise building. Sitting on the window sill in the stairwell, Tang Ling looked down and could see the brightly lit Pearl River bank, and the river was slowly rippling with neon lights.

I don't know how long it took before the "ding" sound of the elevator behind him completely brought him back to his senses. Tang Ling estimated the time, thinking that Tang Mo should have gone home, but just as soon as he turned around, he was caught by a tall black shadow Obliterated over the top of the head.

The boy standing at the door of the elevator was about a head taller than him, and his frame was extremely stretched. He was wearing a trendy short-sleeved shirt and a school uniform jacket that could only be worn on Mondays. He still smelled of alcohol that could not be ignored. .

I thought it was a neighbor, but the man walked straight towards Tangling, pulled up the front of his school uniform with a cold face, looked at the school badge and then at his face.

The man pointed to the gate of 1402 and asked, "Do you live here?"

Tang Ling didn't answer, she frowned and wanted to wave his hand away, but the man lifted her up higher: "Speak!"

In most cases, Tang Ling's temper was not good, he pushed the man hard, and took a few steps back due to the counter-thrust.

Like an enraged lion, the man took one step forward and grabbed Tang Ling's slender shoulders and pinned him to the wall, his fists hanging precariously in front of his eyes, and he was still swearing Harsh words.

But before that person could really do anything more, the elevator rang again, and Tang Mo hurriedly appeared in front of the two of them, her expression was completely unnatural, she hurriedly pulled Tang Ling out, and then said to He said, "You go in first", and then locked him back behind the iron door almost pushing and shoving.

Tang Ling stood in the entrance for a while, but didn't hear any violent noise, and Tang Mo also came in faster than he expected.She lowered her head and took off her high heels, Tangling couldn't see her expression, only heard her say that the new school uniform looked good, and added "How is the new school?"

Tang Ling only said that it was okay.Although after coming here, he is less motivated to go to school than before.

There are signs "Please speak Mandarin" posted everywhere in the school, but the class he transferred to was almost all local students, and not many people listened to them in normal conversations.At that time, his vernacular was not very good, and his intonation was not very accurate. The boys in the class said that he had a taste for speaking, and called him Laozi in private.But it is inevitable that a person who speaks Mandarin seems a bit weird. As time goes on, he doesn't want to speak much anymore, and he is even more reticent than when he was in the county.

Tang Mo smiled: "I didn't expect you to come back so early today. If I knew it, I wouldn't have chatted with those girls in yoga class for so long."

Tang Ling interrupted: "Who was that person just now?"

Tang Mo walked into the house: "Uncle Liang's son."

"What did you say?"

Tang Mo didn't answer, but said: "Tang Ling, I've wanted to say for a long time, can you change your character, you will suffer in the society in the future. Besides, we are already a family, and we will inevitably deal with each other in the future, Liang Jiarong He has been spoiled since he was a child, young master has a bad temper, you should give him more room."

Tang Ling didn't speak, but she couldn't understand where the self-righteousness in Tang Mo's words came from, one family, whose family?

The foreign daughter-in-law, Local Lang, was still on TV. They sat on the sofa and watched together for a while, although both of them were probably a little absent-minded.

As if remembering something, Tang Mo ordered: "You bring my bag, it's on the table."

Tang Ling walked over in response to the sound, and as soon as he walked back to the entrance, he heard a loud noise from behind the door, which made his eardrums hurt.

It was like a glass bottle dangling in water suddenly smashed on the iron door, the sound of shattering was scattered everywhere, and then there was a very dull, almost roaring "bitch", mixed with the echo from the corridor. The crack in the door flooded in.

Tang Mo's body only froze for a moment, and the hand that was peeling the apple didn't even stop.

Tang Ling just leaned against the door numbly for a while, and didn't go to wash until there was no more sound.

For some reason, Tang Mo suddenly threw the half-peeled apple into the trash can, then stood up unsteadily, and threw the fruit knife heavily on the table: "Tang Ling, do you know the apple I hate the most? It's just that you don't say anything!"

Tang Ling thought in a daze, it seems that he never said it, but you never heard it, even if he wants to say it now, it seems that he can't speak anymore according to the principle of using it or not.

Tangling fell on the bed that night, and when dawn was approaching, he finally found out the answer: he never blamed Tangmo.

Perhaps more appropriately, it has nothing to do with him?

Just as he feels that he has no right to blame Tang Mo, he also feels that Tang Mo's choice has never been related to him, because people are always independent individuals, not to mention that Tang Mo is an adult who should take full responsibility for her actions .Tang Mo gave birth to him and raised him, so he should do his best to repay her according to her wishes, but now it seems that Tang Mo is not satisfied with his current attitude.If so, what else could he do?

Who on earth made him mean and indifferent, Tang Ling never understood, the father who was so ill that he died?

It was the first time in Tang Ling's life that he had no sleep at night. Before six o'clock, he got up to wash and tidy up. When he walked past the master bedroom softly, he heard faint crying from inside.

However, his finish line failed to directly match the school.

On a whim, before he left, he saw a new mobile phone in the entrance that hadn't been unpacked, so he took Tang Mo's old mobile phone together with the phone card, and sent it to the kind-hearted head teacher at the elevator entrance. This message was typed out without thinking: Hello, Teacher Li, I am Tangling's mother. This week Tangling is going to the University of Melbourne to participate in a short-term speech competition camp. I would like to ask you for leave.

Only after sending it did he remember that the worst fucking subject he had was English.

The whole morning Tang Ling was wandering around the street with an empty bag on her back like a wandering soul. She happened to pass by an Internet cafe on the corner of the street, and saw three or two boys with hooked backs buying cigarettes at the entrance of the Internet cafe, and those figures suddenly reminded Tang Ling of Lin Cong.

It didn't seem that because of something specific, Tangling turned to the Internet cafe.

It turned out that without Lin Cong's management, the network administrator would actually ask for an ID card. When asked about it, Tang Ling replied very naturally that she didn't bring it.The network administrator glanced up at him in the smoky desk room, smiled knowingly, and swiped his ID card on the machine.

After turning on the phone, Tang Ling just logged on to QQ, and was a little surprised to see that an older friend of Lin Cong had a bright profile picture, so she subconsciously asked him about his situation, and only then did she know that Lin Cong was sent away the day she left. Entered a closed school for detoxification.

Tang Ling sank deep into the seat, staring at the glowing computer screen and began to think, why no one sent him too, it was clear how many games Lin Cong played and he went with him.

It was as if he suddenly remembered that he played well in Dota against Shadow Demon Carl, and that person invited him along, and he finally agreed when he had nothing to do. The days like this lasted for three days, and on the fourth day he still sat down as promised. In front of the screen, but before noon, I felt nausea in my stomach.

In such a small and confined space as an Internet cafe, the smell of smoke was hard to dissipate. The longer Tangling stayed, the more uncomfortable he became. In the end, he had no choice but to take off his earphones, and his ears immediately felt relieved.In addition to the rustling of the host fan, he also vaguely heard the sound of continuous torrential rain hitting the glass: Guangzhou seems to have been immersed in a period of abundant rain.

Thinking whether her nausea might be due to her hunger, Tang Ling planned to buy something to eat, but just as she was going out, she bumped into Liang Pingjiang, who was holding a dark red umbrella, next to the light sign in the Internet cafe standing.

Tang Ling didn't know how long he had stood in the rain, all he could see was his shoulders that were wet by the falling rain.

But he didn't have much panic about being smashed, but he opened his mouth a bit jerky: "Uncle Liang...?"

Liang Pingjiang took a step towards Tang Ling, and Tang Ling took a step back as if she couldn't control her physical reaction. Seeing such a reaction, Liang Pingjiang didn't get angry with him, but tilted her umbrella towards Tang Ling. .

"Are you waiting for me?"

Liang Pingjiang smiled warmly: "I saw you when I passed by."

Tang Ling unconsciously began to deduce the possibility of a series of coincidences in her heart.

Liang Pingjiang said to take him to lunch, but Tang Ling didn't follow him, just stayed where he was.As if to make a promise, Liang Pingjiang patted him on the shoulder again, and made a silent gesture: "I'll keep it a secret from mom for you."

Tang Ling actually felt that she was not worried about this.

"Why don't you play at home? Is it because my mother doesn't let me?" Liang Pingjiang said, "It doesn't matter if you have proper entertainment."

"I'm used to it." Tang Ling replied casually, "So there is no computer at home."

On the way to the restaurant, they chatted briefly about family matters. After stepping into the front door that year, they could still hear the legend that Faye Wong sang in the Spring Festival Gala. She cared so much for Tang Ling, which made it difficult for Tang Ling to accept all of them gracefully.

Liang Pingjiang mixed Tang Ling with a cup of hot tea, and after two rounds of conversation, he asked him worriedly if he really liked games.

Tang Ling only said that he didn't know too much, and just played when he was bored.Liang Pingjiang asked if he had any other hobbies, and Tang Ling said casually, "Let's draw."

Unexpectedly, Liang Pingjiang laughed when he got this answer, and after questioning, he explained that he usually likes these things too.

"If you want, you can go to my friend to learn how to draw when you are bored."

That's what Liang Pingjiang said, but Tang Ling thought he was just being polite at first, and didn't take it to heart at all. As a result, he ran into Liang Pingjiang driving an inexpensive black business car as soon as he came out of school on Friday. Wait for him at the school gate.

Originally Tang Ling was not particularly interested, but after Tang Mo found out, she was extremely happy, immersed in the narcissism of a family loving and supporting each other, so Tang Ling also threw away the idea of ​​giving up, and every weekend They all went to the home of Liang Pingjiang, a retired Guangmei professor friend, to learn painting, although the teachers were basically his students.

In order to avoid being picked up by Liang Pingjiang, Tang Ling made excuses to leave early for two weeks. As a result, Tang Mo became very angry when she learned that Liang Pingjiang had waited downstairs for a night to pick him up from a friend, and took the newly opened new bag away. They all hit the wall, saying that you are so old and ignorant, that you had no chance to be picked up by your father before, but now you don't even want it for you, and you are living poorly.

Tang Ling really didn't think that he would hear Tang Mo mentioning the role of father again in such a situation in the past ten years.

"Uncle Liang is coming to eat at home tomorrow night." Tang Mo knocked on the coffee table anxiously, "After we meet, put dessert in your mouth to apologize, do you know how to call it?"

Tang Ling thought he understood, but when he thought about it, he was still foggy. He realized that he still couldn't say the word "Papa", as if he couldn't do it no matter what.

When he was lying back on the bed, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his shoulder blade. He reached out and touched it, and it turned out to be his father's black steel lighter.

He thought it was taken away in a hurry when he moved.

When he was a child, Tangling liked to play with this lighter very much. He was addicted to and compulsively listened to the crisp sound of the flipping of the metal cap, and accidentally burned himself. Until now, a small piece of skin on his little finger is still mottled.

Tang Ling pressed the lighter again in the dark room, and the thin flame moved softly in response, illuminating the name engraved on the inside.

When he was almost five years old, his father was so sick that he was dying of liver cancer. He was lying in the ward with edema all over his body like a scorched yellow inflated balloon.In the last few days, Tang Mo went home to borrow money, and the nurse also went to rest that night, leaving only Tang Ling watching.At that time, his father had been in a coma for a long time, but he woke up suddenly in the middle of the night, and saw Tang Ling sitting on a chair playing with a lighter, asking him hoarsely for cigarettes.

Tang Ling only remembered the rules that Tang Mo had emphasized since he was hospitalized, and said that he was suffering from this disease because he smoked too much, so no matter what, he was not allowed to smoke, so Tang Ling ignored the appeal and just asked him why The pinyin of his name is engraved on the lighter.

His father seemed to have picked up a lot of sobriety suddenly, and slowly lit his index finger on the back of Tangling's hand, asking Tangling, do you think quitting smoking for a few years for one person is considered serious.

Compared with flying to the moon and landing on Mars, this matter seemed too trivial, so Tang Ling shook her head naturally and honestly.

In the end, Tangling heard him say that this was the most powerful thing he had ever done in his life, and he was a useless person.

The lighter was given by Tang Mo, and he cherished it very much. He wanted to engrave Tang Mo's name on it, but Tang Mo was shy and always reluctant, so he couldn't do anything for a long time.Later, when he was pregnant with Tangling, for the sake of the development of the child and the health of his family, the Wuzhi Mountain of smoking cessation lay in front of him, so he took a step back and engraved Tangling's name on it, which could be seen every time he opened the lid. , the unexpected result was remarkable, and he never smoked again until the separation.

Although he didn't buy anything expensive after that, he really felt that this lighter was the most precious thing in his life. Compared with a gift, it seemed more like a promise, a token, The last proof of ever being willing to change for a person.

When he was dying, he asked Tangling for cigarettes again, Tangling only said, Dad, go to sleep, but his eyes never opened since that day.

As expected, Liang Pingjiang wasn't angry at all, and had a happy meal, which made Tang Mo forget for a while that Tang Ling didn't change her address.

From that day on, Liang Pingjiang came to this house more frequently. In the evening, Tang Ling would occasionally watch Liang Pingjiang draw landscapes with his brush, and listen to him talk about his experiences living in various places. Later, he began to teach Tang Ling how to write calligraphy.

Since Tang Mo came to Guangzhou, she no longer held on to the slipping woven bag with one hand and drove a second-hand battery on the potholed dirt road with the other. She only occasionally drove out to play cards and do beauty shopping.If a person is always squatting at home, the resentment full of resentment seems to be slowly fermented by the closed space. Tang Ling feels that Tang Mo's temper is becoming more and more strange. It seems that it is easy to make her sad and angry. things.

Occasionally, she would generously propose to invite Liang Jiarong to have dinner with her next time. Whenever this happened, Tang Ling would see Liang Pingjiang shaking his head, and never directly refused, just saying "A Rong is not sensible at all".

As a result, one day Liang Jiarong came uninvited. Liang Pingjiang entered the door with his front foot. It was exactly the same as Liang Pingjiang.

However, Liang Pingjiang didn't pay him too much attention. At the dinner table, the topic still revolved around Tangling, asking him what his future plans were, whether he planned to study abroad, and if he had plans, he could transfer to Liang Jiarong's as soon as possible. Go to that international high school.

At first, Liang Jiarong was still smiling, but this time the smile didn't last long and broke completely. He stepped back from the stool suddenly and shouted: "What qualifications does he have?! Why are you so kind to the bastard outside? ? Hanging out with whores every day, are you worthy of my mother?"

Before she finished speaking, she slapped Liang Jiarong on the cheek. This was the only time Tangling saw Liang Pingjiang furious. His whole body was flushed with anger. It was a buffalo face that was anxious under the scorching heat. Know what education means.

In the end, the meal still broke up unhappy, and the dull atmosphere did not dissipate until the Liang family and his son left, but Tang Ling saw Tang Mo baking the cake in a very happy mood. She said that now the three of us It's more like a family.

The things that made Tang Mo worry about seemed to suddenly decrease. During the senior high school entrance examination, Tang Ling went straight to the high school with the grades that could be seen.Occasionally, I heard some anecdotes that Liang Jiarong lay in the hospital for a few weeks because he was robbed by his juniors, and two people beat him to death by cursing for three ounces. source of income, and no one can smile more happily than Tang Mo at times like this.

Several important things happened in Tangling's first year of high school. The first one was that a new classmate suddenly came in a few days after the start of school, a quiet girl with a voice as thin as a mosquito.When she introduced herself on the stage, Tang Ling kept her head buried in her sleep, until she walked to the table and Tang Ling raised her eyes—it was Ah Qiu.

The second thing is that one day when Liang Pingjiang's driver was chatting with Tang Mo, he inadvertently mentioned that on the day he picked up their mother and son to Guangzhou, he was called by Liang Pingjiang to say hello to the town's steward and send them off. A few gangsters who didn't learn well went to the net school.

Tangling belatedly asked Liang Pingjiang about it, but Liang Pingjiang took a long time to think about it before remembering it, and only said innocently, don't make friends with bad people.

It seemed to be an insignificant matter, but it pierced Tang Ling's heart like a broken porcelain horn.

The third thing is that Tang Mo's 35th birthday is only three months away.Three months is enough for Syria to fight two more civil wars, but she started booking hotels half a year earlier, doing yoga when she was free at home, and meditating and meditating. Find out the owner of the last homologous red blood cell, and then properly print his name on the invitation.

Although Tang Ling never cared about birthdays, he could understand Tang Mo's feelings when he saw his female classmates of the same age trying to be grand and lively on their birthdays.However, Tang Ling can't cope with this battle now by running into the kitchen and cooking a meal. Thinking about it, Tang Mo doesn't look down on these meaningless gifts, so Tang Ling plans to save some money to buy them for her. A pair of stud earrings, the one in a colorful cut glass cabinet.

Later, under the introduction of a senior, Tang Ling would go to a nearby university town KTV to work as a night shift waiter after class. .

However, Aqiu heard about this for some reason, and every day after school, he chased Tang Ling all the way behind him.Tang Ling stopped and turned around to ask her what she was doing. She was also so introverted that she couldn't speak well, and she couldn't make up a sentence. On the day her mother passed away, Tang Ling gave her a pot of aloe vera.Really unable to figure out the cause and effect, Tang Ling simply ignored her, entered the door and changed into her uniform and began to hand over her shift.As soon as he came out of the dressing room, he saw Ah Qiu at the front desk faltering and asking the proprietress if she was still hiring.

Tang Ling felt that her head must be broken, and her family situation should not be bad if she could be sent here to study, so why did she come here to do these meaningless things.

However, as expected, the proprietress really lost her temperament of being a minor.

But Aqiu seemed to be still persistent, and she followed after the harsh words, explaining that she just stopped by the coffee shop downstairs of the KTV every day to study by herself, Tangling couldn't criticize anything, and left it behind her as air.

It might be like collecting medals to exchange for prizes. Tang Ling felt that it was difficult to explain why she was so persistent, and this schedule lasted for three full months.

At the end of December, Ah Qiu blocked Tangling's way home from get off work with a cake.

She didn't know if she had lost her courage for the coming year, but she explained her intention first: "I just want to talk to someone." Aqiu said that she could only speak Chaozhou dialect in front of Tangling.

Tang Ling thought to herself that you didn't seem to have said a few words in total.

"What are you holding in your hand?"

"Cake." Ah Qiu said, "Today is my birthday."

"It's almost twelve o'clock, why don't you eat?"

Ah Qiu shook his head with a sense of ritual, saying that without candles, he could not make a wish.

It was New Year's Eve, and although no one set off fireworks, the street vendors did have a lot of gadgets for entertainment.As a sympathetic birthday star, Tangling went to the corner stall and bought two boxes of fireworks sticks.

Taking out the lighter from his pocket, Tangling lit three of them and then stuck them on the cake in a daze. At the moment when the bright yellow fire was blooming, he heard Ah Qiu say something, as if he was offering incense to the dead.Tang Ling suddenly felt that this was true, so she rolled her eyes with a smile.

Seeing Ah Qiu hugging his knees in a daze, Tang Ling reminded, "Make a wish."

She turned her head and said, "What about you? Do you have any New Year's resolutions?"

Tang Ling only said: "Then don't follow me all the time, okay?"

Ah Qiu opened his mouth, and it took a while to say "oh".

Tang Ling stroked her back hair a little irritably, buried half of her face in her arms, and didn't look at her again.

For no reason, Tang Ling's eyes were drawn to the black steel-colored R8 by the side of the road, and he subconsciously looked there a few more times, feeling inexplicably familiar.

Christmas was followed by New Year's Day, which was the busiest time in the store, but Tang Ling's shift was only scheduled until January [-]st, because he happened to have been on the job for three months that day.

Released after serving his sentence, this is how he explained it to his seniors.

He heard a strange thing that day, five or six boys came to the store and booked four private rooms at the end of the corridor, even if no one was there, they would serve the most expensive fruit plate.And it was this nouveau riche's demeanor that made the proprietress take extra care, almost responding to every request.

Tang Ling was originally mixing drinks in the back kitchen, but was suddenly called to deliver the wine.Stepping on the soft carpet in the long and narrow hallway, he could vaguely hear boisterous voices wafting out when he was nearing the end. In the accompaniment of Ai B.C., there were people booing like big D big D.

He knocked on the door and got no response, so he pushed the door open and went in, and saw four or five men surrounded by hyenas around the long sofa. Excited red completely obliterated.

Clothes were still scattered on the ground, and there was a schoolbag with a pendant hanging by the door.Tang Ling walked in, and saw their middle school uniforms from the movement of their figures while drinking.

The girl's hand dropped to the edge of the sofa because of the coma, and the man dressed on her body also stopped moving, and turned his head in response to the beam of light coming in through the gap in the door.

In the darkness, Tang Ling could clearly see the faces of the two of them.

Until now, when Tang Ling recalled that moment, she couldn't remember any emotions. She only knew that she held up the wine bottle and knocked it on Liang Jiarong's head. Broken glass mixed with blood splashed out like fireworks, like a confrontation Some of the generous rewards for his foolishness went into his own hands.He fought with Liang Jiarong, but he was a few years older but still not as tall as he was. The broken wine bottle was quickly snatched away and stabbed into his left abdomen, while the friends on the side also pinned him tightly He kicked several times on the ground one after another, making him unable to move at all.Liang Jiarong just squatted on top of his head, he couldn't see Liang Jiarong's face clearly in the chaos.

Liang Jiarong covered the bleeding wound on his head with one hand, poured beer on his face with the other, threw the bottle away and slapped him several times, saying that this is the fairness everyone wants. I'll just play with your girlfriend.When Tang Mo rushed forward like a cheap dog and wanted to grab everything, you should have known that your life would not be easy.My mother believes in Buddhism and doesn't want to argue with others, but in the end she felt that it was her own fault. Do you want to lose face?

The naked body was carried by Yinghua's screen and hung in front of Tang Ling's half-closed eyes, and the blood became sticky on his eyelids, successfully locking his sight into a tiny box.In a blur, he only heard the startled screams at the door, the scene in front of him dissipated and reunited, and finally returned to complete darkness.

Thinking back carefully, it seems that Tang Ling was told that she was sick in the head at this stage.At that time, he felt like a lunatic running naked in the deserted streets in winter night, capable of doing a series of weird behaviors one after another.

On the first night she was able to move after being sent to the hospital by the KTV people, Tang Ling suddenly fell off the bed and rushed out without even remembering to pull out the needle.The nurse in charge of the registration supported the table and called him, but he just ran away from the hospital in his hospital gown, and then went to Liang Pingjiang's original home, with an expression of eagerness that he had never had before.Before he even knocked on the door, he told the whole story of what happened, and it seemed that the door was half closed in the end, only to hear Liang Pingjiang responding coldly that he is not emotionally stable now, so don't talk nonsense.

Then Tang Ling went to the Public Security Bureau in the middle of the night and said that she wanted to report that someone had raped a minor, and there was surveillance as evidence.

The two policemen looked at each other and didn't answer directly. After answering the call, they came back and poured him a cup of tea, as if they wanted to send him home. Although they couldn't hold back his insistence, they went to the store with him. , but they got a result that the monitoring was broken.Then Tang Ling found all the contact information of the colleagues who were on duty that day, and begged them to come forward as witnesses. After hearing two "not clear", he continued to plan to call the third one, but the call was not successfully dialed. Liang Pingjiang's The driver came and took him back home.

In fact, Tang Ling has only been to this house once before. In his impression, Liang Pingjiang can always live in many houses that are not listed on the certificate. He only remembers that there is a pool surrounded by stones in the front yard here. The arowana that was spinning around in this rotten pond was dead.

Liang Pingjiang didn't seem to have the desire to discuss anything with him hoarsely. He apologized lightly for Liang Jiarong, saying that he would compensate Liang Jiarong in their way, and at the same time pointed out his problem, and he couldn't hold back his impatience.Afterwards, he cursed not to teach, and was completely tired of arguing with Tang Ling, so he went straight back to the room.The driver who was standing by the side and his colleague came forward and pulled him out when the door was closed, held his head and buried him in the sink, as if he wanted to use his breath to give him a guarantee that he would stop talking nonsense in the future.Those fat fish fled to the pool safely, dancing their tails like they were watching a show, but Tang Ling didn't open his mouth until he was on the verge of suffocation and passed out.

Later, I didn't know why Liang Pingjiang didn't "argue with the child" any more. When Tang Mo came to pick him up, the driver sighed and said that school Liang had nothing to do.

After that, he was sent back to the hospital, and when he woke up, he saw Tang Mo sitting on the stool by the door and taking a nap.

Her throat seemed to be broken, and it was completely stuck together. Tang Ling tried to sit up and wanted to drink water, but such a small movement woke up Tang Mo. She propped up her upper body, vigilant and overly panicked asked him where he was going.

It was difficult for Tang Ling to speak, and she still didn't speak in the end.

It seemed that Tang Ling had committed the rule of "not saying anything" that she hated the most. Tang Mo's grievances fermented at home broke the cover at once, and scolded him sharply for being ignorant. ruined his own home.After reminiscing indiscriminately, a lot of sadness flooded her face again, saying that if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't want to come here.To get some and throw some away, this rule is fair, but that is something I only got after I suffered the consequences, so don't just throw it away casually, okay?

In fact, Tang Ling thought that Tang Mo would understand before this, because she was the one who sat in the shop in the sunset and scolded the news, but now she only left Tang Ling with a thin profile, a trembling Shoulder, one sentence, can you let me go, who is easy to depend on others, don't cause trouble.

Almost a week after the incident, under Liang Pingjiang's coercion, Liang Jiarong was escorted to Tang Ling's bed and apologized very briefly, as thin as a plastic bottle that had been run over by a truck.Liang Pingjiang also said that they are already making compensation, and they plan to send Liang Jiarong back to Canada to be disciplined by his mother.

Tang Ling didn't take it very seriously, she just felt that he shouldn't apologize to herself.

While lying in the hospital, he would occasionally see a person who couldn't see his face tied to the corner of the room, and he would faintly hear crying while sleeping, which was broken and mournful.

With regard to this symptom, the doctor kept asking if it would affect him, and did he hear any instructional words.

Tang Ling intends to label himself as a rational person from now on. The existence of these things actually has no effect on him. Although he can't distinguish the difference between hallucinations and reality physically, he knows that there will be no more in the ward. Other people, therefore, coexist with the wonderful scene in an ordinary way.

But at first he thought that he couldn't fall asleep because every time he fell asleep, he would hear someone crying beside his bed, but after changing two medicines, the crying didn't appear again, and he realized that he couldn't fall asleep. In fact, I couldn't sleep at all.

Life seems to be crushing everything and moving forward in the attitude of a train passing through the border. After being discharged from the hospital, Tang Ling went to school step by step.

On the day he returned to school, he noticed that Aqiu's seat in the classroom was also empty. At that time, some students would ask questions about the owner of the desk because of this abruptness. After a few days, the administrators took away the set of desks and chairs. , no one mentioned the girl who came here briefly and was silent.

Then one day after school, Tangling saw Aqiu again at the corner of the school gate that she had walked through thousands of times. She seemed to come to say goodbye and transfer to the city where her father worked.

Without warning, on that hot summer day as usual, Tang Ling cried out guiltily in front of her.In my impression, he seemed to cry like this once in his life.

He didn't seem to be exactly sad about this incident, at least not only, but more he seemed to be crying about himself hypocritically.Tang Ling realized that all the powerlessness that happened to him came from the fact that he felt like a fool that everything should not be like this, and it couldn't be like this, but he didn't know where the disease of this era was.

He could only press his eyes tightly with his palms, but the tears still poured out from every crack, unable to resist.

The most long-winded ability in the history of human evolution is thinking. Thinking will make people change from optimistic to hypocritical. The more you think about it, the more you feel that something is wrong. In the end, you can only kill yourself, so that you can end thinking and break away from everything.Half of Tang Ling's entire adolescence was spent in such a pretentious way, half referring to the black half at night.

At first, he was not used to the changes in his body. When he couldn't sleep, he would actively try to make himself fall asleep, trying to get rid of the power of drugs, but whether it was running, meditating or listening to music, he would eventually open his eyes until dawn .

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