Damn it
Zhang Daiqin smiled and said, "Xiaoliang is my sister's child. He has been well-behaved and sensible since he was young. He lived in our house for a while and grew up with Qingyun."
"A few years ago, No. 3 Middle School even came to my sister's house to persuade her to let Xiaoliang go to their school, offering her a lot of incentives." At this point, her smile faded a little. "I said if the child can go to No. 1 Middle School, he should go to No. 1 Middle School. Why insist on sending him to No. 3 Middle School just for a little money? It will only delay his studies."
Lin Nanyan: "Auntie, don't worry. I heard from the teacher that No. 3 Middle School has set up a key class and provided the best educational resources in the school. Li Liang's grades are very impressive."
Zhang Daiqin was cheered up by the boy's words, "Yes, that kid works very hard."
Lin Nanyan flipped through his homework book. "Is Qingyun also in the key class? The two brothers will definitely improve their grades quickly if they help each other."
"No way!" Zhang Daiqin waved her hand. She felt tired when she mentioned her son's grades. "When Qingyun was in junior high school, his grades were okay. But when he got to high school, I couldn't bear to look at his report card every time."
"Are they... not on good terms?" Lin Nanyan asked hesitantly. As soon as he finished speaking, he realized something was wrong and quickly made amends, "Auntie, that's not what I meant. I just think that with Li Liang's tutoring, Qingyun's grades should improve."
"It's okay," Zhang Daiqin said, not caring. She was also puzzled. Why didn't her son learn to be a good boy when he was so close to Xiaoliang? She turned sideways to look at the fair and tender boy who looked like a good boy, and asked curiously, "Today is Wednesday, don't you have to go to school?"
Lin Nanyan stroked the little white dog in his arms and replied naturally, "The senior students are about to take the college entrance examination, and the other grades will also have a holiday. My mom said the atmosphere in school has been too impetuous these days, and I'm at a critical stage before entering the senior year, so she simply asked for leave for me."
"I'm about to enter the third year of high school." Zhang Daiqin thought in a daze. She had been living in a daze these days and had no concept of time.
She came back to her senses in an instant and asked softly, "You are all the same age. Can you help me think about the reasons why people at this age hate studying?"
Lin Nanyan paused for a moment while stroking his furry hand.
"What's the reason?" He smiled and said, "Auntie, most people don't like studying because they can't learn, because it's boring, or because there are other more interesting things to attract their attention."
Zhang Daiqin asked back, "Don't you think it's boring and you think you can't learn it?"
"Auntie, of course there are times when I want to give up, but when I think about how hard my mother has worked," Lin Nanyan lowered his eyes, "thinking about how she raised me all by herself, I have to persevere even if I want to give up."
Zhang Daiqin looked at the boy in surprise, "Your father..."
Lin Nanyan wiped his eyes with the back of his hand. "I haven't seen my father much in the past few years. Mom said he would be watching me from far away."
Although the words were spoken tactfully, Zhang Daiqin thought he understood everything.
This is a case of the father passing away, leaving a single mother and a son alone and helpless, which is very similar to the situation of her family.
Thinking about how confused she had been these days, she couldn't help but feel sympathy for her fellow human beings.
She reached out her hand, patted the boy's shoulder, and comforted him: "Don't be sad, you have endured such a long time, and you are so sensible now. Your father will definitely be proud of you if he knows."
"Yes," Lin Nanyan raised his washed eyes, clear and bright, "My mother said the same thing. Time will take away everything. Only when you face the pain will you know how strong you are."
There was a gleam in the boy's eyes, and Zhang Daiqin couldn't help but think, it would be great if her son could do the same.
Instead of being like now, where people disappear day by day and wander around the streets.
She lamented softly, "My Qingyun has lost his father..."
Seeing the boy's conflicted expression, wanting to say something to comfort him but not knowing what to say, she felt relieved and changed the subject, "Are you hungry? Auntie will make you something to eat."
"No, that's okay, Auntie." Lin Nanyan stood up and held up the puppy in her hand. "I want to buy this dog. How much is it?"
"Xiaobai likes you very much," Zhang Daiqin looked at the little white dog that kept humming in the boy's arms, smiled and asked him to sit down, "You should cultivate your relationship with it. Sit down first, and Auntie will cook for you."
The puppy whimpered and licked the palm of the person's hand. Lin Nanyan didn't know whether to let go or pick it up, so he stood there at a loss.
Zhang Daiqin smiled and walked out of the living room, turned around, picked up her cell phone and made a call. The "beep" sound continued to the end before someone picked up the phone.
"Hey, Mom, what's wrong?"
The roar of motorcycles, the honking of cars, the noisy voices of people, all kinds of sounds reached her ears through the electric current, and Zhang Daiqin's face turned dark in an instant.
"Hurry home, I want to see you at the door in twenty minutes."
Li Qingyun: "Mom, I'm busy. Can we talk tonight if you have anything to say?"
"No!" It's still night time. When no one is around anymore, how can you expect to make friends? Zhang Daiqin gritted her teeth and said, "I'll tell you one last time. Twenty minutes."
"Mom, I really have something to do, Mom? Hello?"
Li Qingyun shouted for a long time but there was no response. He looked down and found that his mother had given him the final notice and hung up the phone without wasting a second.
Li Qingyun: ...
"Brother Li, what's wrong?" The person next to him asked curiously after seeing the boy standing straight without moving for a long time.
Li Qingyun slowly breathed a sigh of relief, took off his gloves, patted the man's chest, and strode out, "I'm going home."
"Going home?" He couldn't help but shout as he watched the boy, without even turning back, get on his motorcycle and ride away. "Are you coming back today?"
All that was left to him was a back figure waving his hand gracefully and a cloud of exhaust fumes.
Zhang Daiqin went into the kitchen, and Lin Nanyan was holding two puppies in the living room, looking at the layout of the room.
The house is a bit old and the furniture is worn, but the exterior and corners are spotless, and you can tell that the owner takes good care of the house.
There were some scattered items under the coffee table, including a lighter, a Rubik's Cube, and a few boxes of medicine.
Lin Nanyan's eyes narrowed slightly as he moved closer. The black words on the white box were clearly reflected on his retina.
Amlodipine besylate - This product is suitable for the treatment of hypertension, either alone or in combination with other antihypertensive drugs; this product is also suitable for the treatment of coronary heart disease, including chronic stable angina and vasospastic angina.
The past words flashed through my mind quickly——
"Senior owes him money."
"Old Li has been in poor health for the past two years. Wasn't he hospitalized for a while?"
"Don't listen to people who don't understand. If they say he died in a car accident, then he died in a car accident."
The vague words pieced together the missing parts of the past.
Lin Nanyan lowered his eyes and put down what he was holding.
The door on the left side of the living room was not closed tightly, and the interior decoration could be vaguely seen. In the empty room, black sweatpants were draped over the back of the chair, and it was obvious at a glance that this was a men's room.
He squatted down, loosened his grip, and the little white dog fell to the ground. It sniffed everywhere, arched its head and ran towards the open door.
"Auntie," Lin Nanyan shouted, "Xiaobai ran to the bedroom on the left side of the living room."
Zhang Daiqin, who had walked out of the kitchen carrying the pot to hear the boy's voice, saw that nothing serious had happened and returned to the stove. "It's okay, catch it and let it run around in the yard. Don't let it come into the room again."
"Okay, Auntie." Lin Nanyue strode after her and pushed open the bedroom door.
Bright light from the sky streamed in, bringing the entire layout of the room into view. He stared blankly at a familiar crimson object on the corner of the table.
How come this is in Li Qingyun’s room?
The roar of a motorcycle came from outside the yard, getting closer and closer. Without thinking too much, Lin Nanyan lowered his head to look for the white fluffy ball.
Xiaobai had already sniffed and slid under the bed, sticking to the corner of the carpet. Lin Nanyan followed its trail and lifted the sheets.
The moment he saw the scene under the bed, his pupils shrank and he stood there in a daze.
"Mom, why did you call me back?" Li Qingyun turned off the car and walked into the house. "If you have something to say, tell me quickly. I'm in a hurry to get back. Someone is waiting for me over there."
"Why are you going back?" Zhang Daiqin came out of the kitchen and slapped Li Qingyun on the shoulder, not too hard or too light. "You are not allowed to go anywhere today. Stay home."
Li Qingyun covered his shoulder in pain and asked with a smile, "What's going on?"
Zhang Daiqin glanced at him and lowered her voice, "We have guests today. They're students from Jiangyuan No. 1 Middle School, in your grade. You should talk to them more."
Li Qingyun saw through his mother's thoughts at a glance and said helplessly, "How can I get along with others? Why are you trying to get along with me?"
"It's okay to talk about it," they all sympathize with each other, so how could they not talk about it? "If you are more polite to others, you will definitely become friends."
"Mom, I..." Seeing Zhang Daiqin raise her hand to slap him again, Li Qingyun stopped in time, "Okay, I get it. Where is he?"
As he spoke, he looked back, trying to find the stranger who appeared in his house.
Zhang Daiqin turned around and said, "You should be in your room now."
All the expressions on Li Qingyun's face froze instantly, and his neck cracked. "Mom, where did you say it was?"
Without waiting for Zhang Daiqin's reply, Li Qingyun turned around and walked quickly into the living room.
"This kid," Zhang Daiqin muttered, "what's the rush?"
Li Qingyun was very tall, and as soon as he stepped into the living room, the dark shadow occupied most of the room. At this moment, he pushed open the bedroom door and faced Lin Nanyan who seemed to be about to push the door open and go out.
Lin Nanyan was taller than him, and when the two boys stood together, the originally spacious room seemed cramped.
The two pairs of eyes met unexpectedly. Li Qingyun looked at the familiar face in front of him, narrowed one eye, and said slowly: "It's you."
The person who followed Jiang Qing in Aoki Park that day.
He would never forget the look the boy gave him that night.
Lin Nanyan said quietly, his voice steady, "It's me."
Li Qingyun unconsciously clenched his fingers, and said in a deep tone, word by word, "Why are you in my house?"
Lin Nanyan retracted his gaze, not caring about Li Qingyun's attitude. He passed by the boy and said, "You should ask Aunt Qin."
Qin, Aunt Qin?
Li Qingyun turned his head in disbelief and looked at the boy who was sitting calmly on the sofa. At this moment, the boy looked at him with a sense of relaxation as if he was the master.
Damn it!
Li Qingyun touched the back of his head, lifted his tongue to press against one side of his cheek, pointed at Lin Nanyue and was about to say something when a "woof" interrupted him.
His gaze moved stiffly downwards, landing on the boy's arms.
The familiar white ball of fur was pressed under the black coal ball's belly, and its ears were automatically put into the little black dog's mouth.
Even after being bitten by a dog, it was still laughing foolishly, with its tail swinging like a hot wheel with enthusiasm.
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