night torrent

The sound of bursts of firecrackers and firecrackers can also be heard in my sleep.

Lying on his own bed for a long time, Yan Chen buried himself in the thick and soft quilt, and fell asleep without even lifting his eyelids.He came back yesterday afternoon, and the bumps along the way made Yan Chen feel that all the bones in his body were displaced.

The body sank into the soft bedding, and the moment the body and mind were relaxed, the deep tiredness surged like a tide, and Yan Chen's eyelids gradually drooped.He fell asleep, and his consciousness was soon overwhelmed by dreams. He shuttled through the bizarre dreams edited and processed by his brain using the fragmented memories in his life. Sometimes he walked on the rugged mountain road, and sometimes Lu Yao appeared in front of him and talked to him. …

It was already ten o'clock in the morning the next day when I woke up tired.Yan Chen's bedroom still maintains the layout of the school days, a 1.2-meter-wide bed, a single desk next to it, and snow-white walls on all sides.

Pour hot water into the washbasin to wash his face, and in the mirror in front of the dense water vapor, Yan Chen saw his listless eyes under the swollen single eyelid, the hair on the right side was upturned, and a beard grew on his chin.

After eating a brunch that was neither early nor late, Yan Chen basked in the sun in the yard.The winter sun shines warmly on people, and time seems to stand still. "Do you want to invite the girl from the other party to eat at home on New Year's Eve?"

Mother cleaned up the kitchen and came out of the house.

"It's not long since we met, let's talk about it later."

"You're not too young, if you think the girl is nice, be positive."

"understood."

Yan Chen nodded expressionlessly.My mother is busy preparing tomorrow's New Year's Eve dinner without saying much. There are piles of chicken, duck and fish in the kitchen waiting to be processed.

Yan Chen lost interest in basking in the sun, so he went upstairs and returned to his room.The phone was charging on the desk, Yan Chen unplugged the charging plug, opened WeChat and saw the message Zhang Haiyan had given him.He sent a hello expression in the past, and Zhang Haiyan made a movement after a while.

"Why didn't you reply to me when I sent you a message last night?"

"I was so tired last night that I went home and went straight to bed without looking at my phone."

Yan Chen knew about someone sending him a message last night, but he didn't click to read it.

"When did you come back?"

"I got home around five o'clock last night."

"I want to talk to you about something."

Such an opening remark usually does not bring good things to happen, Yan Chen has a bad premonition.

"My mother wants to invite you to my house for dinner during the Chinese New Year."

Yan Chen was a little surprised by Zhang Haiyan's invitation. The man should take the initiative to meet the parents.In Yan Chen's eyes, this meal was a grand feast, he didn't want to go, it took too long to think about how to politely refuse, Zhang Haiyan got impatient.

"are you coming?"

"When?"

"Fifth day."

"The return ticket I booked is that day."

This was a very lame excuse, but to be honest, Yan Chen was confident, he had indeed booked a ticket for that day.

"What do you mean?"

"If you don't want to come, just say so."

"Are you serious about dating me? Or are you kidding me?"

Faced with Zhang Haiyan's series of questioning, Yan Chen didn't know how to answer.He never wanted to play with his feelings, he just didn't know how to make a decision.

Yan Chen also shouted in his heart countless times that I am the master of my life. This is obviously correct, but when it comes to practice, he feels that such behavior is very selfish.

Two generations may have very different values ​​and outlooks on life, not to mention that their alien world is far beyond the scope of common sense.This is a gap that language cannot fill. It is not that parents are unwilling to understand, but that they cannot.The cosmic order of the parents' generation is also fragile.

"Am I getting a lot older?"

Recently, my mother often sighs like this, with the merciless sadness of the years in her eyes.

At that moment, Yan Chen looked at his mother and felt guilty.How much melancholy he had caused his mother, whose silvery hair and wrinkled brow were silent indictments of his cruelty.

Living the life you want to live is cruel to parents.They have no choice but to suffer with their children's wayward behavior.

Yan Chen wanted to resolve his mother's sorrow because of him, but there is a perfect law in the world, if you live up to your parents, you can only live up to yourself.So he was in a dilemma, in a dilemma.

The most painful thing in life is having no choice.

Thousands of words can only be hidden in his heart, Yan Chen can't think of suitable words to answer Zhang Haiyan's questioning, as time goes by, he finally gave up trying.

Yan Chen knew exactly what the consequences of giving up at this moment would be. The relationship between himself and Zhang Haiyan was originally tepid, and now it was a critical moment of survival. If he didn't do something quickly, it would probably be over. .

Lying on the bed and looking at the ceiling above his head, Yan Chen remained motionless like an ostrich with its head buried in the sand.

After tossing and turning all night, Yan Chen compromised in the face of reality.A girlfriend is a talisman that can keep you safe during the Chinese New Year. Otherwise, single dogs may be overwhelmed by the spittle of relatives and friends gathered together.With the idea of ​​breaking up after at least the end of this year, Yan Chen sent Zhang Haiyan an apology on WeChat.

"Are you there?"

"I was not good yesterday, I'm sorry."

There was no movement on the screen for a long time, and when Yan Chen was about to give up, Zhang Haiyan replied to the message.

"Is there anything you want to say to me?"

"I'm relatively slow in talking and doing things. Yesterday I felt that we hadn't known each other for a long time, so I wasn't mentally prepared when you suddenly said to eat."

"Are you nervous or unwilling?"

"I feel like you don't have enthusiasm for me."

Zhang Haiyan hit the nail on the head, women's intuition is really scary sometimes.

"Where do you mean?"

"every aspect."

"This may have something to do with my personal personality. I am more introverted, and we don't meet many times."

Counting the blind date, the two had only met twice in total.

"You are in S City, and I am here. Even if you come back every week, you can only see each other four times a month."

"Although we are in touch every day, it feels like there is basically nothing to talk about."

"What do you think of me?"

"I think you're a nice girl."

After waiting for a long time, Zhang Haiyan did not reply to the message. Yan Chen sent a message, and the dialog box popped up a prompt asking for the other party's authentication. Zhang Haiyan blocked him.

The short-lived relationship between the two ended up on New Year's Eve.

Yan Chen was at a loss for a moment.I don't know whether to be happy or worried, and I feel a little uneasy.

The black hands of the wall clock hanging on the wall of the living room moved forward, and it was going to be five o'clock soon.Yan Chen leaned back against the sofa, staring at the ceiling absentmindedly.

His mother came out of the kitchen and called him, "Go and set up the dishes."

"Oh."

Yan Chen quickly got up to help.Tonight, I will have a New Year's Eve dinner at home, and all the uncles and aunts at home will come.

"The cooking wine is gone, go to the store and buy two bags."

Wearing an apron, his father leaned out from the kitchen and called out to Yan Chen.

Yan Chen responded, got up, changed his shoes and went out.

It was getting late outside, and the street lamp erected at the entrance of the village lit up a lonely yellow light, illuminating a white wall with peeling paint, on which the words "tobacco and alcohol" were written in red paint.

Walking into the store, a unique fragrance of Chen comes to the nostrils. The smell is emitted from the three small-mouthed Wengs with rice wine placed by the wall.When I was a child, I used to buy cooking wine in glass bottles and asked the store to scoop it out of the urn with a bamboo spoon.

"Boss, here are two bags of cooking wine."

On the first floor of the glass cabinet were various cigarettes. Yan Chen looked down at the cigarettes packed in cardboard boxes and wanted to buy them, but he only had five dollars in his pocket so he had to give up.

Carrying two bags of cooking wine, I walked through several alleys. When I got home, my grandma and my second uncle's family had already arrived. My mother entertained them to sit on the sofa, cut the fruit, and the TV screen performed a thrilling Gongdou drama step by step.

Yan Chen greeted the elders, and handed the cooking wine to his father in the kitchen.There are various materials on the cooking table in the kitchen, such as soaked shrimp and tendons, sliced ​​bamboo shoots, green peppers and other vegetables on the plate, sliced ​​and pulped fish fillets in a small bowl, and a cutting board On it lay a disembowelled perch.Father stood in front of the stove looking at the chicken soup simmering on the gas.

Yan Chen washed his hands, and helped his mother put a stack of clean bowls and chopsticks on the table. Eight dishes of cold dishes such as beef and salted chicken were served on the table. Hot dishes and others sat down before serving them.

The third uncle's family came late, and before entering the house, they could hear the third aunt's loud voice yelling in the yard: "I told you to come out quickly, but you didn't listen, it's later."

"Come on, sit down."

Mother greeted everyone to sit down.

Fearing that they would not be able to sit down, a round table was specially set up at home, with all the food and wine on the table.My father stir-fried two plates of hot dishes in the kitchen and served them, and the family sat around to eat the New Year's Eve dinner.

The two uncles are both alcoholics, and my father, who usually doesn't drink, drank a small glass with him.From time to time, my mother asked the two aunts to eat more vegetables.More than a dozen plates of cold dishes and hot dishes were placed on the table one after another, all cooked by the father after a busy day, while the mother was in charge of washing dishes and picking vegetables.

After drinking and eating, grandma and second uncle sat in the living room and chatted. Mother made tea, and the Spring Festival Gala at eight o'clock was about to begin.Yan Chen brought the leftovers into the kitchen one by one, and the dirty dishes piled up into a hill in the sink.

The cousin of the second uncle’s family did not come back from her husband’s house for the Chinese New Year this year. The cousin of the third uncle’s family is a game fan and never leaves the game console. At the moment, he is sitting in a corner of the living room concentrating on playing the game. Yan Chen went to watch it for a while, feeling bored and then Go upstairs to the room.

Turning on the light in the bedroom, Yan Chen sat down on the bed, staring at his toes in a daze.At the dinner table just now, the aunts talked about their own children from the gossip of other families. The second aunt hoped that her cousin would be pregnant and have a baby next year, and the third aunt was worried about her cousin graduating from university and looking for a job next year.

From the lively atmosphere, Yan Chen felt that he was out of place with his family.

The sound of fireworks and firecrackers outside the window kept ringing, and the mobile phone on the table kept ringing.Yan Chen turned on the phone, and Han Yi sent a message of New Year's greetings, and also attached a photo of eating a big meal in a restaurant with a knife and fork and a bright smile on his face. From the shooting angle, it should be taken by the restaurant waiter.

Yan Chen was about to send a text to tease Han Yi, but halfway through typing, a call came to his mobile phone.

"Hello."

Yan Chen hesitated for a minute between answering or not, and the square-inch screen showed that it was Lu Yao's call.

"Happy New Year."

There was a low and familiar voice in my ears.

"Happy New Year."

"What are you doing now?"

"In a daze. What about you?"

"At home, I suddenly want to hear your voice."

"..."

Not sure if Lu Yao was joking, Yan Chen chose to remain silent.

"Shall we go on a trip?"

"You and me?"

"Go to a place where there are no other people, and stay quietly for a few days..."

The words were suddenly interrupted by a childish voice of a little girl calling Dad, and the end of the phone fell into silence.

"Is it your daughter?"

"Ah."

"How old?"

"Six. How about the trip?"

"no need."

"Let's meet when we go back to the city?"

"Let's talk. If there is nothing else, I will hang up first."

Without waiting for Lu Yao's reply, Yan Chen hung up the phone first.

The acquaintance with Lu Yao was purely coincidental, and I approached him out of a moment of curiosity. Now it seems that this curiosity has led me to a fork in the road, and I can't go on.

Yan Chen is determined to put an end to Lu Yao.