Bad experience

Zou Weichen: Have you told Grandma Xu that you are safe?

Shan Yun: I started it a long time ago, as soon as I got off the plane.

Shan Yun: My mother never nags me like this.

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Seeing that Shan Yun was silent and had been looking at his phone with his head tilted back, with his lips occasionally raised, Jia Wei asked, "Brother Yun, who are you chatting with? Why are you smiling so happily?"

Shan Yun raised his head, thought about it, and finally did not answer Jia Wei's words. He felt that he had nothing to talk about, so he just went back and maybe he could still do a few questions.

"Nothing. I'll leave first. You can order whatever you want later. I've told the waiter to deduct the balance from my membership account." Shan Yun said and stood up.

Jia Wei wanted to keep him, but seeing that Shan Yun seemed to really want to leave, Liang Yuzhao had no intention of keeping him, so he asked a few questions and didn't try to keep him.

Shan Yun said goodbye to them and looked at the bustling street. Because it was the May Day holiday, the street was busy with traffic and everyone's face was filled with happiness and joy. Shan Yun's thin figure seemed out of place in all this.

Shan Yun thought that he and Liang Yuzhao would have endless things to talk about when they met, maybe they could get a room and talk all night long, but he didn't expect such a big change. He suddenly didn't know where to go or what to do.

"Forget about going home. The courier will arrive tomorrow and I'll just pick it up."

Shan Yun got on the car to go home and called Xu Ru to tell her that he was about to arrive home and wanted to eat the meal cooked by Uncle Zhao. Originally, he sent a message to Xu Ru to tell her that he would be home tomorrow.

Xu Ru heard this and said happily, "Mom, go back now. I'll call Uncle Zhao and ask him to cook your favorite dish."

Shan Yun hung up the phone. He found that he was both disappointed and distressed with his mother.

Shan Yun had just entered the community elevator when he received a call from Xu Ru, "Son, where are you? Don't go home yet. Let's eat outside instead of at home."

"Why do we have to go out to eat? I really want to eat Uncle Zhao's food. He should be home. I called him but he didn't answer."

"Uncle Zhao may not have his cell phone with him. Son, where are you now? I'll drive to pick you up. Mommy will take you to whatever you want to eat, and we'll go home after eating. Or, Mommy will take you to buy some clothes. The weather is hot, and Mommy is worried that you won't have anything to wear."

"Mom, no need, and I'm already home..." Shan Yun opened the combination lock, pushed open the door, and stood still at the door.

If he opened the door a little later, if he understood what Xu Ru meant, he would agree to go out for dinner with Xu Ru before going home.

At this moment, he wished time could go back half an hour, or even go back to when he got the certificate, so that he could change his plan, not go to the dinner party, and go directly back to City A. Maybe he would go to class in a good mood tomorrow.

Instead of returning home like now and encountering such a terrible scene.

"Yeah, I saw it. I know it won't happen. Don't worry." After listening to Xu Ru's words, Shan Yun replied calmly and then hung up the phone.

My eyes met a mother and son sitting on the sofa.

The woman seemed not to have expected such a scene. She stood up from the sofa with some difficulty with her protruding belly, feeling a little helpless and awkward. The little boy who was playing with toys nearby immediately hid behind the woman the moment he saw Shan Yun, revealing a pair of timid eyes, staring at Shan Yun who was standing at the door.

"There are still some things that haven't been sorted out. I think we should call a moving company..." Shan Sixiong came out of the bedroom carrying a suitcase and saw that the mother and son were looking at the door. He followed their gaze and saw Shan Yun standing at the door and was stunned.

Everyone was stunned where they were, and it seemed that none of them expected that they would meet each other again one day.

Shan Yun glanced at the large and small pieces of luggage piled up next to the door, calmly took off his shoes, put down his schoolbag, walked to the refrigerator, opened the door, rummaged through the refrigerator, and finally took out a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the bottle cap and drank a few sips.

Shan Sixiong came to pack his things today. Because he had a quarrel with Xu Ru, he did not call Xu Ru to inform her, but contacted Uncle Zhao directly. Knowing that Xu Ru would not be home for the next two days, he came back to pack his luggage.

"You...how did you...come back?"

"This is my home. It's normal for me to come back, right? It's strange that these people are in my home. If you don't know, you would think they are occupying my home."

Shan Yun said these cold words and looked at the little boy behind the woman. The faded scar from his shoulder to his ear was still eye-catching. He looked away and put the water bottle back into the refrigerator.

"Xiao Yun, how can you talk like that?" Shan Sixiong scolded.

"You talk to people like humans and talk to ghosts like ghosts. Why do you want to teach me how to talk to people now?"

"Xiao Yun, that's not what Dad meant." Shan Sixiong didn't know what to say for a moment. Facing his own son, he still felt guilty in his heart. There was already a gap between them, and now they met like strangers.

Shan Yun didn't care about Shan Sixiong's words, but was annoyed by the three pairs of eyes staring at him, so he said coldly: "Move quickly if you want to, my mother is coming back, and I don't want her to see you when she comes back. Also, don't take things that you shouldn't take."

Shan Yun went upstairs and said this, entered the room, closed the door, and lay down on the bed.

"Xiao Yun, Dad didn't know you were coming back for the May Day holiday. I didn't send you off last time you transferred to another school..." Shan Sixiong came to the door of the room, said a few words, paused for a while, and continued, "Wait until I finish moving my things, and then we'll talk."

Shan Yun put the pillow over his head and said, "I don't want to see you. Go away."

Shan Sixiong stood at the door and hesitated for a while, finally sighed and went downstairs.

Not long after, there were some rustling noises coming from downstairs. Shan Yun heard the woman say something rude and that there was something wrong with him. He turned up the music to the loudest, trying to ignore the noises downstairs.

"Well, you brought someone into the house, Shan Sixiong, you bastard."

Before long, Xu Ru's voice drowned out the music. Shan Yun got up and opened the door of the room, but he did not go out. He leaned against the door, looking at everything downstairs with indifference.

"You shrew, what do you have to say to me? She is pregnant."

"I haven't even gotten close to her, yet you're so protective of her. What's wrong with being pregnant? And then there's him. Do you remember that you hurt your own son because of him..."

It was the same old trivial matter, brought up again and again. Dan Yun was tired of hearing it and closed the door. He touched his wrist and continued to lie on the bed, not wanting to get involved in his parents' divorce at all.

“Bang!”

The sound of something breaking.

Shan Yun stood up, rushed out of the room, stood in the stairwell, and looked downstairs. There was a broken vase at Xu Ru's feet.

"Shan Sixiong, you actually want to hit me with a vase." Xu Ru was not to be outdone. She stepped forward and pulled Shan Sixiong's sleeve. Uncle Zhao came back at some point and opened his arms to block the attacks on both sides.

The woman stood aside and watched indifferently. The little boy cried and called for his mother, but the woman ignored him. The little boy cried again for his father.

Xu Ru was pushed down onto the sofa by Si Xiong.

Shan Yun rushed downstairs, hugged the little boy and retreated behind the sofa.

No one noticed when Shan Yun rushed over, and everyone was shocked.

The little boy burst into tears and struggled in Shan Yun's arms. He hit Shan Yun, but when he found it was useless, he just bit Shan Yun's shoulder and refused to let go.

Shan Yun raised his hands in pain and pulled the little boy's head away, then hugged him backwards and clamped his struggling hands and feet.

Shan Sixiong: "Xiaoyun, stop. Put the child down and come to me."

Woman: "My child, let my child go."

Xu Ru: "Yun'er, don't be impulsive. Don't be stupid. Mommy will solve everything. Leave it to mommy."

Uncle Zhao moved closer to Shan Yun little by little. Shan Yun glanced at Uncle Zhao, and Uncle Zhao shook his head, signaling Shan Yun not to be impulsive.

Shan Yun sneered. A few years had passed, but everyone's thoughts had not changed. In everyone's eyes, he was the one who did the harm.

He looked at everyone in despair, put the child on the sofa, took a few steps back, kicked down the luggage piled at the door one by one, and rushed out of the house.

He ran away so quickly that he didn't even take his bag or change his shoes. He just rushed out of the community gate.

Shan Yun was standing at the gate of the community. The security guard at the gate was new and didn't seem to know Shan Yun. He raised his eyes and glanced at Shan Yun, thinking that he was a child from a family who came out to greet his family, and lowered his head to continue reading his news.

Shan Yun looked at the pedestrians and vehicles passing by, and for a moment he didn't know where to go.

Uncle Zhao came out carrying his shoes and backpack, and saw Shan Yun squatting beside the flower bed at the entrance of the community. Shan Yun rested his chin on his knees, with a pile of broken leaves on the ground in front of him.

Uncle Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, walked over, squatted, and helped Shan Yun change his shoes.

"Uncle Zhao, I'm hungry."

"Okay, Uncle Zhao will take you to dinner, and come back after dinner."

"I don't want to go back here."

"Then after dinner, Uncle Zhao will take you to Uncle Zhao's place."

"Uncle Zhao, please send me to a hotel. I will go back to my grandmother's place tomorrow."

At this moment, Shan Yun wanted to lean on his grandmother's shoulder and watch that melodramatic TV series with her, or go fishing with Jixiang, or watch Jiang Zhe play basketball in front of the court, or do homework with Zou Weichen in front of the window.

"Okay, Uncle Zhao will take you out to eat first, then stay with you in the hotel tonight, and I'll take you back tomorrow."

Shan Yun nodded, got up and followed Uncle Zhao to have dinner, and then went to the hotel to get a room. Uncle Zhao stayed with Shan Yun throughout the whole process.

Uncle Zhao is a retired veteran. Xu Ru got to know Uncle Zhao when her company donated cotton clothes to retired veterans during a charity event on Army Day. Uncle Zhao's wife died young, and his son lost both legs when a gas tank exploded during a rescue operation for a collapsed house while he was in the army. He is now paralyzed on one side and can only lie in bed.

Xu Ru felt sorry for Uncle Zhao, so she asked him to come to their house to be responsible for picking up and dropping off Shan Yun from school. Uncle Zhao was grateful, but also felt sorry for Shan Yun being a lonely child. Originally, his job was just to pick up and drop off Shan Yun from school, but he took care of everything, including cleaning the house and taking care of Shan Yun's daily life. He accompanied Shan Yun like a nanny as he grew up. During holidays, if his parents were not at home, Uncle Zhao would have dinner with Shan Yun, and occasionally take Shan Yun back to his home to celebrate the holidays. Uncle Zhao would almost always attend Shan Yun's parent-teacher meetings.

To Shan Yun, Uncle Zhao cares about him more than his own parents.

"Uncle Zhao, I don't want to hurt him, you have to believe me." Shan Yun hugged his legs with both hands and curled up in the chair.

Uncle Zhao pulled a stool and sat in front of Shan Yun. "Uncle Zhao believes in you, but don't do that next time. You see everyone is scared. Also, don't run out like that next time, wearing slippers."

"You just told me a while ago that you had attended the coming-of-age ceremony and became an adult, and that Uncle Zhao no longer needed to worry about you. You also said that you wanted to take care of your grandma. Now that you're back with Uncle Zhao, do you want to be a child again?"

Shan Yun smiled and said, "In Uncle Zhao's eyes, I am still a child."

Uncle Zhao heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Shan Yun smile, and stood up to go to the window to make a phone call.

Shan Yun looked at Uncle Zhao's back and heard him say that he would not go home tonight and let his son eat the food in front of the bed. He would go back to cook for him tomorrow after sending Shan Yun away. Shan Yun's nose was sour and he hung up the phone with Uncle Zhao.

"Uncle Zhao, I'm fine now. You can go back now. Brother Weiguo still needs your care."

Uncle Zhao turned around and Shan Yun gave him a reassuring smile. He stood up and pushed Uncle Zhao out of the hotel. Uncle Zhao gave him many instructions and said he would come to send Shan Yun back early tomorrow morning. Only after seeing Shan Yun nod did he leave with peace of mind.

Shan Yun returned to his room and lay on the bed, staring at his phone. He checked his WeChat contacts from top to bottom and then from bottom to top, but he didn't know who to find to vent his grievances.

It was at this moment that he realized how lonely he was.