broken sun

"Young master, this door cannot be opened, go back." Mama Liu advised, but her tone was flat, with little concern.

"I know." Qi Nian raised his head, stared at Liu Ma for two seconds, and walked back barefoot on the cold tiles.

Mama Liu is used to it, and she doesn't think it's intrusive or anything.This child has been cold-faced and cold-blooded since he was a child. No matter how he raises him, he can't be close or familiar.

Sitting back at the dining table, Mama Liu brought out the fried dishes.She just took so long to bring Qi Nian back from the door, the fried ribs were all burnt, so she had to dump the whole pot.

Mama Liu looked a little displeased at the moment: "Hurry up and eat, it's a waste of my pot of good food."

Qi Nian looked at the two plates of green vegetables on the table, put them in the bowl expressionlessly, and swallowed the food.

He has never asked what to eat.As long as you can eat it.

"The math tutor will come later, go back to the room after eating, do you hear me?" Liu Ma said.

After hearing this, Qi Nian immediately put down the bowl and chopsticks, and walked upstairs with bare feet.

Liu Ma looked at him and shook her head, not caring about the half bowl of rice left.

Qi Nian's figure is thin and thin, his complexion is frighteningly white, and the blood vessels in many places on his body can be seen very clearly, with blue-purple lines showing through, his whole body seems to be shrouded in a layer of dark clouds.When he walked to the corner of the stairs, a beam of sunlight from the window hit his back directly, but it was more gloomy under the strong contrast.

Even the sun will feel that it can't affect it, and it can't disperse the dark cloud.

After Qi Nian returned to the room, he lifted the quilt and mattress on the bed, picked the cracks of the bed board with ease, lifted the bed board, and took out the flute inside.

He sat on the bed and waited for a while, and stood up holding the flute when he heard movement downstairs.

At this time, Mama Liu was washing the dishes, and the sound of rushing water would fill the entire kitchen.Only this time he can take it out and blow it.

In fact, it is just nonsense, but he has never lost his obsession with the flute.

For as long as he can remember, he has hated the flute, just like his mother He Yu.

The harsh, out-of-tune sound pierced his ears, Qi Nian blew for a while, guessing that it was almost time for Liu Ma to wash the dishes, he put the flute back under the bed, covered the bed, and spread the quilt.

"Dong dong dong."

Qi Nian knew that it was his teacher who came.

It was indeed his math tutor, Mr. Chen, who opened the door and came in.

During Qi Nian's first year in primary school, he never went to school again.From then on, I just waited for the teacher to come to his room and this desk to teach him.Along the way until now, his tutors have also changed wave after wave.

"Qi Nian, how are you?" Chen Yue greeted him.

"Mr. Chen, hello." Qi Nian responded calmly.

He doesn't dislike this amiable teacher Chen who has just taught him for a month.In fact, he doesn't dislike all the tutors.Only they would call him Qi Nian, not Young Master.

But in this luxurious and cold villa like a prison cell, Qi Nian can only be "little master" forever.

Because there is still a young master in this family.

He has an older brother whom he has never met.

Chen Yue looked at this child with a pale complexion and hollow and bottomless eyes, as if he could break if he touched it.What a good child, why would he not want to go out.

She was sitting at the desk, smiling and beckoning to Qi Nian, "Come here, we're starting class."

Qi Nian walked over and sat on his chair, and laid out his third year textbooks from one side - he had already learned a lot in science subjects ahead of time.

Chen Yue opened his book, and found that he had already made sketches and notes for the chapters he was going to talk about today, and he had also finished the exercises after class, which was full of writing.On closer inspection, the answers are both correct.

Even from the first day of class, she knew that Qi Nian was unusually smart.

But still a little surprised and pleasantly surprised: "Qi Nian, did you learn all this by yourself in advance?"

Qi Nian nodded slowly, as if nothing happened, and said, "I'll do it when I have time."

I was free only because when He Yu came back last week, he seemed a little upset and depressed. He just happened to see him standing by the window at the top of the stairs looking at the stars, so he told Mama Liu that he was not allowed to stand by the window often in the future.

He Yu only came back once a week, he was too unlucky, it was his fate.

The author says:

He Yu is not my real mother