Two small without dismantling

Pran Perspective

Pat left our little home, but his expression, his eyes are still engraved in my mind.I clenched my fists tightly, feeling a heavy boulder pressing on my chest, which made me unable to breathe, and my endurance reached the critical edge.I really want to push away these self-righteous adults who are dictating my life, want to overthrow the prejudice and stupid walls in their eyes, and want to pull the person who was about to cry just now and hold him tightly in my arms.Whose fault is this?When did this endless war start?How long will it take for this to stop?

"Why don't you tell me that you live in the same building as that guy?" My father's stern voice came from behind, and I bit my lips tightly until I felt the pain, staring at the door silently, without saying a word Fat, mentally counting to ten, because otherwise, the fire in my chest might not be able to suppress, "Pran! I'm asking you!"

In the end, amidst my father's endless yelling, my patience and rationality were completely torn apart. Even though my father grabbed my shoulder and made me have to turn around to face him, I still avoided his gaze and did At this time, my father was also surprised by my performance.

"But I don't think there's anything wrong with that."

"What do you mean you didn't make any mistakes! It's because of this reason, that's why you don't want to go home during this time!!"

"Dad, there is nothing between the two." Just after my father's anger value began to rise, I reversed, "I live here to work, I have my own things to do, no Doing nothing like you and your mother thought, Pat didn’t do anything wrong, everyone knows everything, so what country’s law is it against to be friends?”

"Little bunny!"

"If it's Pat's parents that parents don't like, then why are you blaming us juniors?"

"A dragon begets a dragon and a phoenix begets a phoenix, what's so good about raising a family like that!"

"But as far as I know, Pat has never angered father!"

Our father and son just stared at each other face to face, our bodies trembling with anger, the more we talked, the more incomprehensible we became, and the louder the noise, the louder our voices were, and we would only verbally refuse to give in to each other. It's not reasonable to talk about this hurtful thing.

"I forbid you to have any more contact with him!"

"I do not!"

"Pran!"

"Since when did you become an unreasonable person, Dad? As long as you open your heart a little, you will know that Pat is by no means an ignorant person."

"Isn't that obvious enough? Why did you talk to me in such a tone before? If you weren't brought down by that kid, who did you learn your virtue from?"

"I just can't stand your unreasonableness."

"You look like this, I really have to seriously think about my studies." Dad's cold tone came, which made me tense. As early as the first year Pong went to study abroad, my father mentioned that he wanted me to join him. Sending them abroad, this matter came to my mind again.At that time, I thought it was a joke from my father, but I couldn't take it seriously, because I have been in full control of my studies since I was a child, and I never thought of being far away from home, let alone Pat now.

It is precisely because of this that I feel that my father is threatening at this time...

"Dad, what do you mean?" Even though I knew his intentions very well, in the end I could only lower my tone and ask back.

"Don't let me do something against my heart." Dad stared into my eyes, and just looked at me like this, until he was sure that I would not say anything against him, then turned around and talked to my mother who was standing beside him. He said he was going home, and left without saying a word, leaving no words of farewell.

There was a sound of closing the door, but I didn't move. I was still staring at the place where my father was standing before. When my father left, I hugged my shoulders tightly. When I looked up, I saw that my mother was also looking at me.

"Pran, you can understand Dad's painstaking efforts, right? Everything Dad does is for you. That family is not close to each other. Mom doesn't want you to get involved with the children of that family."

"..." It's useless to say more.

"Mom is going back first, don't forget what Dad said to you."

I was indifferent, didn't answer my mother, and didn't make any gestures. I just stood there and let out a long breath when I was the only one left in the room, exhausted physically and mentally.I went over and threw myself into the couch, which supported my tired body.

Feel the tears flow down uncontrollably...

[Sorry. ]

Listening to Pat saying sorry in a self-blaming tone, and changing his previous style, my heart aches.

"Why did you say sorry to me? I was the one who was wrong, and it was wrong from the beginning."

[Not your fault, Pran. ]

"If I hadn't made trouble for no reason at first, you wouldn't have come to me regardless."

[It's because you're too worried about me, how can you say it's your fault?I am the one who is stupid. ]

"...Did your parents say anything?"

[It’s not the same as before, it’s nothing. ]

"That……"

[what are you doing? ]

"Just going to sleep," I said honestly, pulling the quilt around my waist to cover my chest, feeling that the whole room was colder than usual, "How about you?"

[I'm also lying on the bed. Speaking of which, the bed is also very small, but why does it feel so wide to me? ]

"It's the same. Usually this bed is very big, but now it feels like lying on the Pacific Ocean."

Can't feel the breath of happiness, dry, faint laughter sounded at the same time, the next second, silence struck again, we just listened to the sound of breathing on the other end of the phone, and it didn't take long for Pat to I spoke.

[I miss you, Pran. ]

"...Oh." As I answered, I pulled the quilt to wrap myself tightly.

[I really want to hold you. ]

"I also……"

[…Pat!]

When I heard the shout from the other end of the phone, I swallowed the remaining words.

[Let’s do this first, Pran, I’ll call back later, my mother is knocking on the door of my room, what are you doing, Pat?Why don't you open the door? !Come on, mom, wait a minute! ...I'll call back later. ]

One second before the call was cut off, there was Pat's explanation and auntie's shouting. I didn't say anything, and silently took the phone away from my ear.Just lying there looking at the ceiling, expecting the phone in my hand to vibrate slightly, I finally couldn't bear it and fell asleep, and when I woke up in the morning, I found that there was no missed call on the phone.

"Pran. What's wrong with you?"

When I heard what Wai asked me, I raised my head from the table, and he kicked my knee, "It's nothing..."

"How can you say it's okay? You've been out of your mind for a week, and you had a fight with Pat?"

I shook my head instead of answering, if I had an argument with Pat, it would probably be ten times easier than this.

"Or did Pat find someone else quietly?"

"Who else is there, be careful I'll knock you off your seat."

"That's thinking too much." Please look in the mirror, you can see how big your face is, I want to joke with you, stinky Wai.

"Shut up you."

He giggled, very happy because he successfully teased me, "What's the matter, let's hear it."

"Just tired."

"I'm so tired after doing something, and I haven't had to eat or sleep recently."

"Well, it's all right."

I lied to him, and leaned back on the table again, heard the sighs of the people around me, and realized that Wai had no intention of chatting anymore, so I closed my eyes and fell asleep quietly.Since that day, I've barely seen Pat, never talked to him, and couldn't get in touch.Besides, our class schedule is not coincidental recently, and it has become very difficult to meet on campus.

"Pran!"

boom!

"Damn it, it hurts!" Wai yelled in my ear like a ghost, and slapped my back, the pain made me almost jump out of my seat.

"I've called you hundreds of times, and I still don't want to wake up."

"What are you doing?" I stood sullenly, stretching out my arms to rub my back, "Are you a hand or a hoof?"

"That guy Pat is here."

"What?"

Wai glanced at me, Nunu gestured towards the door, I followed his gaze, and saw the person I was talking about just now standing behind the door, sticking his head out against the light and facing me Laughing, I moved my seat and sat down, and smiled at him.The thin pain spread to the chest, the feeling of self-deception was too uncomfortable, but I had to let out a long breath, turned my head and quietly explained to my friend.

"I'll come find you later..."

After walking out of the bathroom, I opened the door and pulled past the man standing in the stairwell of the college next door.

"What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in class now? If someone else sees it, it will be news again."

"Now everyone knows that we have turned our battles into friendship."

"Not everyone knows, you are still wearing this dress, if my teacher sees it, you have to ask again."

"Then let him meet."

The expression on that person's face immersed in memories made me unable to complain, so I had to smile in surrender, "You."

"Seeing you laughing like this means scolding me three times a day without any complaints."

"nonsense."

"Pran..."

"Ah."

"I'm sorry I didn't call you. My mother has been controlling me like a prisoner all day long, and I heard who she was talking to these days, and sometimes she took my mobile phone away."

"It's okay, Phu sent me a message on Line, and besides, I'm not mad at you."

"But I'm angry."

"Why are you angry?"

"What happened to Qi made me unable to hear your voice, Qi could not live with you, and Qi could not hug you."

"..."

"I've never seen you be so polite to me, even frowning."

"Did you take the wrong medicine?" I brushed his hand away from his cheek, "acting like this." The moment Pat's fingers brushed my skin, my face immediately burned.

"I didn't take the wrong medicine. I'm almost dying of thirst. When can I take it again?"

"You."

"I'm dying of drought."

"I'm still in the mood to joke around," I held back my laughter, seeing him still glib and joking like before, I felt much better, he couldn't lift his spirits after looking at him for so many days.But what does he mean by looking at me like that? "What are you looking at?"

"Look at my boyfriend, I haven't seen you for many days, let me take a good look, um, my face is rosy."

"Find a fight."

"Aw! You'll be said for what you say nicely, and you'll be beaten for joking. Why is it so hard to serve you?"

"You can go back to class."

"No, I want to be with you."

"Stop talking nonsense, Pat."

"I have to go back after school later, and I won't be able to see you."

"Pat, it's at school now."

"Just a kiss."

This bullshit made silly moves, like taking the wrong drug, he couldn't stop wanting to get close to me, wanting to stick my lips instead of simply sticking to my face, I pursed my lips not to let him succeed, but it seemed like this Guys don't give up easily.He leaned close to me, his eyes full of longing, I frowned, and tried not to look at him or meet him, and tried to ignore the pleading in my ear.But in the end, I still couldn't be so cruel, so I turned around and touched the guy's lips lightly, and then left quickly.

"Are you satisfied now?"

Pat raised his eyebrows high, with a big smile on the corner of his mouth, not hiding his good mood, and he began to feel shy afterwards, "Not enough, but you can save it for next time," Pat's teasing tone sounded softly, Then I backed out, I jumped out quickly, looked left and right, for fear that someone would see, "Then I'm going first?"

"Go ahead and talk about it later."

He nodded, blew a kiss to me, and then dawdled downstairs.I watched him go, waved him goodbye, and didn't return to the classroom until Pat was out of sight.I tried to look calm, ignoring the jokes my friends made about whether I had fallen into the toilet.

After that meeting with Pat, it took a long time to chat on Line. The content of the chat was only a few short sentences, talking about what he was doing recently. The news is out. Judging from this situation, Pat's actions may also be restricted a lot.Thinking about it like this makes me even more worried about Pat. He is such an uninhibited and unruly person, and now he is restrained like this.

Besides... Part of the reason why Pat is willing to go home is also because he is worried about my studies and afraid that I will go back and forth, because if Pat is not willing to go home, then the person who is invited back will be me, and it is precisely because of this , made me even more angry with myself for not being able to help Pat.

"Thank you." When the green and yellow taxi driver parked near my home, I smiled and handed him the fare.I opened the car door and got out of the car. Before stepping into the house, I glanced at the house next door. I haven't told Pat that I will be home today, and he hasn't responded to the message I sent last night.

"I am back."

I gave Namaste to my father who was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper. My father turned slightly to look at me, and then turned back to read the newspaper again.Since that day, we haven't had a good chat, and the atmosphere between father and son is not much better than the quarrel that day.

"Son, you're back." Just before the head of the family was about to leave, the mother's voice came from the kitchen, "Have you eaten before you came? Son."

"Eat it, Mom."

"Take your things up first, and come down to eat some fruit later."

"it is good."

After the short answer, neither my father nor my mother turned around to look at me or say anything to me. Standing here I feel in a dilemma. I feel like I can’t open my mouth to talk to my parents. I can’t say no. exit.To be honest, since I was a child, I have never had a dispute with my parents about the neighbor's house. This time, it seems that it will be difficult to end.

After changing clothes, I picked up the phone again and looked at it. There was still no reply from Pat, and the message on the phone showed unread status. I suspected that Pat's phone might be borrowed by the aunt again.Looking out through the curtains, there was no one in the house next door. I stood up and walked to the balcony, looking at the fence that had been used to separate the two yards from the beginning, my thoughts gradually drifted away.It's very strange, isn't it, the fence used to separate the wall is the same, why do the two families hate each other so much?But even stranger than that, why did Pat and I carry on the feud of the previous generation?Why are you so obsessed with this matter?Maybe we continue to hate each other according to our parents' wishes, so things should be simpler...

I just stood on the balcony, with the cool evening breeze blowing on me, seeing the sky from the birds.Suddenly an unfamiliar car came into my sight, with a white body and a red license plate. The car finally stopped in front of the neighbor's fence.After the door of the driver's seat was opened, Pat got out of the car. I looked at the car playfully, and secretly thought to myself, Uncle is really willing to spend the money to buy such an Audi car for Pat, just to let him move Go home and live, so you can cut off contact with me?

But when I saw another person sitting in the passenger seat of my beloved, my whole body and mind were highly focused, especially when I saw that the person was still a little girl, my heart was pulled hard for a moment.I'm sure I've never met her, Pat doesn't have any girlfriends of her size, and I've never seen Pat take anyone home.

If I hadn't seen Pat get out of the car and go around to open the door for this girl, I might not have such a strong reaction.The girl was wearing a pastel dance dress, and they stood side by side after getting out of the car, chatting and laughing.I feel that my legs are as heavy as lead, maybe they are too far apart, and the smile is so dazzling that I can't tell the person who was dubbed boyfriend, what should I call him now?

But, the only thing that can be clearly, clearly, obviously-Pat, took the girl home.

I was taken aback when Pat turned to look at me, he found me!We looked at each other!Although I can't see it very clearly, I'm sure he must be very surprised now. His mouth opened and closed, and he seemed to want to say something, but the behavior of the girl next to him seemed to be the aunt beckoning them to go in.I was powerless to think about anything else, turned around and entered the room, and closed the balcony door forcefully as if I had missed it.

The loud sound of closing the door echoed in the house. When the sliding door became quiet, I leaned against the wall of the room, thinking a lot, but I couldn’t recall the scene I just saw in my mind. What’s the matter?Why did you let me see this kind of thing?That's why Pat hasn't been able to find time lately, right?All I can think of at the moment is this kind of bad reason. In the end, it is inevitable that the reason why Pat disappeared for so many days is because of girls...

Now, what else do I think?What else can I believe?