Was attacked by a crying bag bamboo horse

Seeing the two of them, Xiao Deyu hurried over with an excited expression.

It seems that this time there is no escape.

Jian Luobei looked back to Qiaoxi.

"Beibei, you should go back first." Qiao Yixi said.

Jian Luobei hesitated for a few seconds, then frowned and let out a "hmm".

"Xiaoxi, dad has been here for a long time." Xiao Deyu wanted to pull Qiao Yixi's arm as soon as he came to Qiao Yixi, but Qiao Yixi dodged it lightly.

"Xiaoxi, would you like to say a few words to Dad?" Xiao Deyu's tone contained some pleading.

Qiao Xixi looked at him as if looking at a stranger: "What do you want to say?"

Xiao Deyu paused, and it was very difficult to speak: "Xiaoxi, you... how are you and your mother doing now?"

"What do you think? A husband without cheating and a father who has always disliked him, how can life be much better than before?"

Qiao Yixi said these words without any ups and downs, and Jian Luobei looked back in shock when he heard the words, but most of his face was blocked by Xiao Deyu, and Jian Luobei couldn't see his expression clearly at this time.

But when the words and sentences came into my ears clearly, not only Xiao Deyu frowned, but also Jian Luobei was slightly suffocated.

"I...I'm sorry for your mother, but Xiaoxi, I don't dislike you. Is there any father in the world who doesn't like his son?" Xiao Deyu was defending himself.

"Really?" Qiao Yixi raised his eyes to look at Xiao Deyu, the corners of his lips curled up, he was obviously smiling, but he was very cool, "You will be like this when you violate your conscience, you dare not look me in the eyes."

Xiao Deyu suddenly panicked: "Xiaoxi...I..."

"I should have understood it when I was very young, but it's not too late to understand it. You should leave now and don't waste time with me here."

Qiao Yixi didn't want to listen to Xiao Deyu anymore, and felt suffocated after breathing the same air with him for a second longer.

"What are you talking about? I am your father and you are my son!"

"Your son is at home, and Mr. Xiao, my surname is Qiao now."

Qiao Yixi only stated a fact calmly, and Xiao Deyu was severely frustrated, almost lost his footing, opened his mouth again and again, and still couldn't say a word, only "Xiaoxi, Xiaoxi", called looking at the boy in front of him.

Qiao Yixi looked into the distance, his vision was full of mist and rain like filaments, as hazy and dark as memory.

His voice was moderate, and after he calmed down, he could no longer see any emotional waves: "Actually, I heard everything you said when I was arguing with my mother four years ago."

Different from Xiao Deyu's panic, Qiao Yixi looked back at him with a calm expression: "So don't pretend anymore, I hope you will remember what you said clearly, and don't bother me and my mother's life again."

Xiao Deyu froze on the spot, Qiao Yixi walked around him and left, passing by him brought a slight wind, but Xiao Deyu felt that the wind was extremely cold.

A few seconds later, Qiao Yixi walked away before he realized it, turned his head suddenly, stretched out his hand as if trying to grab something, and shouted tremblingly at the tall and slender figure: "Xiao Xi, it's all dad's fault, please forgive me, okay?" ?”

Qiao Yixi paused, lowered her eyelashes, and fluttered her lips: "Not good."

"I don't want to forgive you, and I don't hate you, just treat you as a stranger."

No matter how hunched their backs or how dejected the people behind them were when they heard these words, Qiao Yixi continued to walk forward without looking back.

Qiao Yixi walked up to Jian Luobei who was stunned at the gate of the community.

"Let's go."

"Oh...Okay." Jian Luobei was startled for a while, and finally took a last look at Xiao Deyu, who was alone, and followed Qiao Yixi with his lips pursed.

"I'm sorry, I didn't eavesdrop on purpose." The two walked a few more steps, and Jian Luobei said.

Qiao Yixi shook his head: "It's okay."

"Scared you?" Seeing Jian Luobei frowning, hesitating to speak, Qiao Yixi asked first.

"No." Jian Luobei shook his head, "It's just that the amount of information is a bit large, and I'm a little shocked."

There is still a little pain.

Jian Luobei has been thinking, when his parents quarreled and divorced, how did Qiao Yixi spend it alone four years ago?What kind of mood did Qiao Yixi feel when he heard those hurtful words from his father who was the most fond of him?

Jian Luobei didn't dare to think about it, her heart hurt like being pierced by countless sharp wheat awns.

Qiao Yixi, this little crying bag, will definitely cry when encountering such a thing, right?I am afraid that he will cry more fiercely than every time he has done before.

"Actually, the relationship between my parents was not very good long before you moved to Nancheng. You don't know because I never told you."

Qiao Yixi looked at the front and stated in a calm tone: "Before they were a little cold, neither close nor quarreling, I thought it was because each other was busy with work, and foolishly thought that everyone's parents were like this, Little did they know that since then there has been an irreparable rift between the two of them."

"When I was 13 years old, this gap became even bigger. That man didn't even want to maintain a superficial relationship. Sometimes he didn't go home for a few days, and he quarreled with my mother as soon as he got home."

"The day they quarreled the most..."

Qiao Yixi was silent, and the memories buried in his heart were overwhelming in his mind.

That day, the porcelain and glass shattered all over the floor, and he just came back from the outside lying on the door, listening to the quarrel in the house and crying continuously.

He heard Xiao Deyu say: "That's right, I cheated and gave birth to a son with another woman outside, so what? That child looks like me, not like yours!"

"Looking like that, she speaks in a soft voice. When I took her out, everyone said she was my daughter. You don't feel ashamed, I feel ashamed too!"

shame?Qiao Yixi smiled self-deprecatingly.

It turned out that this was the true face of his father whom he had always admired and loved.

I thought the scar would not hurt when it scabbed over, but when I cut it open again, it would still be bloody, spreading all over the flesh.

Suddenly, the top of his head sank, and a big hand covered it.

Although she was still in a daze and Qiao Yixi's tone was calm, Jian Luobei could sense his overwhelming sadness.

Like smoothing the fur of a frightened kitten, Jian Luobei stroked the top of Qiao Yixi's head again and again: "Qiao Yixi, it's all over, rub your head and forget all the bad things."

Qiao Yixi looked up at the other party, and the other party's eyes were shining brightly, like the most gorgeous and only light in the boundless night.

"En." Qiao Yixi nodded, bending her lips.

Forget all the bad things.

The autumn rain stopped the next day.

Because the tram west of Qiao hadn't been repaired yet, Jian Luobei sent him a text message, and then asked Jian's father to drive him to school, and asked the doorman to take back his schoolbag.

When he walked to the door, he saw Lu Chiqing and another student he didn't know were on duty.

Jian Luobei felt a little puzzled, so she asked more.

"Senior, aren't you in the same group as Qiao Yixi? Have you changed?"

Lu Chiqing was a little surprised when he heard the words: "Don't you know? Qiao Yixi won't come to school today."

Jian Luobei was taken aback for a moment: "Not coming? Why?"

Lu Chiqing shook his head: "Junior Brother Qiao didn't tell me, Junior Brother Jian, don't you know?"

Jian Luobei really doesn't know.

When he sent Qiao Yixi a message in the morning saying that he would not go to school with him today, Qiao Yixi replied "yes" to him.

Why don't you come to school?

When Jian Luobei arrived at the class, he really found that the seat to the west of Qiao was vacant. He asked Zhang Wenzhe, but Zhang Wenzhe didn't know the reason.

"How would I know? Don't you and Brother Qiao belong to the same community?"

This Qiao Xixi, nothing will happen, right?

Jian Luobei thought about a morning self-study, and made up everything in his brain, even Xiao Deyu kidnapped him. He was really worried, and ran to the office to find Lao He after class.

"He asked for sick leave." Lao He said.