Chapter 17 Who is the boy's name?
Later, my grandmother also passed away. My aunt asked, "Didn't you take good care of my grandmother? She was so healthy before, why did she pass away so early?"
Lin Jin didn't respond.
In fact, regarding the matter of his parents, he once thought after a parent-teacher meeting that if his parents were still alive, they would definitely not blame him.
They would just be like Mu Xu's parents, feeling sorry for him not eating enough and proud of his grades.
He knew that he was being led by his aunt, but he couldn't get out of it.
He knew he should save himself, but he didn't have anything to help him.
Be it a voice or a hug.
Lin Jin really wanted to find that boy, the boy who hugged him when he was in pain and let him vent, or the boy who touched his head and said it was not his fault.
But he had never even seen their faces.
He had seen a similar figure many times at school. He wanted to go up and ask that person if he had seen him, or he wanted to tell him all his doubts and ask him for help.
But every time, every time, he would see the face of that figure clearly, or when he was about to speak.
Fu Yigu put his arm around their shoulders and took them to other places.
The owner of that figure would always pause, then turn around and walk in the opposite direction as if his eyes were dirty.
Occasionally, Lin Jin couldn't help but ask Fu Yigu: "Who was that just now?"
Fu Yigu initially said it was Mu Xu, and later said, stay away from him.
Lin Jin asked, "Why?"
Fu Yigu sneered, "You look down on us liberal arts majors, calling us lowly all the time."
Lin Jin was a little unconvinced. He brushed away Fu Yi Gu's hand on his shoulder, but didn't move it away. Fu Yi Gu took it back.
He said, "No way."
Fu Yigu said, "He just said I'm not worthy of touching him. What a wishful thinking. Do you believe him or me? Can I lie to you? Anyway, stay away from him."
In fact, even without Fu Yigu emphasizing it, Lin Jin knew that there would be no one like Mu Xu in his circle.
He is too bright, so bright that if you get a little closer to him, he will inevitably pay attention to his own darkness.
So, he began to avoid the glowing boy, staying in his own room where no light could be seen, looking at the pictures sent to him by his aunt and listening to her express her dissatisfaction.
Even though he knew that his aunt was trying to push him into the black hole, he still couldn't break free, but instead fell deeper and deeper.
After my grandmother passed away, the long-lost pain was like thorns wrapped around my heart, making it hard to breathe.
Zheng Shu happened to be living in his house at that time, and he wanted to push open Zheng Shu's door several times and ask him to save him.
But every time he was about to open the door, he would suddenly stop when he heard the sound of people chatting inside and outside the house.
Zheng Shu, is he reliable?
He listened to Zheng Shu's dirty talk and sweet words, and suddenly he didn't want to say anything anymore.
So he withdrew his fingertips and retreated back into the darkness.
He began to have recurring nightmares in which he climbed onto the balcony and onto the window. Every time he woke up in pain, he would see blood on his body and touch it.
Then the fingertips were all bright red.
Lin Jin suddenly felt a little disgusted with the light outside the balcony. Without the light, he would not be able to see the red marks on his hands so clearly.
He no longer went out, and watched Zheng Shu carefreely watching him eat three meals a day at home, and tried every way to tell jokes to make him laugh.
Even though he didn't like to hear the jokes.
It's funny to say, my aunt and Zheng Shu.
A mother and son, the mother pulled the son into the quagmire, while the son pulled his hand, trying his best to pull him to the other side.
But Lin Jin still separated him from his mother.
Later, Zheng Shu stayed at his house until graduation. When Lin Jin heard Zheng Shu say that he was going to move out for an internship, he instantly breathed a sigh of relief.
He was a little tired.
So he blocked his aunt and moved to a new house.
Then, luckily, I met Mu Xu.
Many years later, my aunt changed her phone number and sent him those two photos, saying as always: [[Photo][Photo]Xiao Jin, remember to think about your parents today. Aunt loves you.]
Maybe it was because he hadn't received her message for too long, and he had deleted all the photos. He had been standing next to Mu Xu recently and had seen too many warm things.
Now I feel cold all over.
The fear in my heart is even greater than when I first saw this photo.
The long-lost feeling of suffocation once again grabbed his neck, pressing him into the darkness, making him feel embarrassed and retching.
Lin Jin vomited until tears filled his eyes.
He knew that the sound insulation was good, but he still suppressed the sound for fear of disturbing the people next door.
His heart suddenly ached, Lin Jin cried out softly, covered his chest, and sank into the bed.
Another message popped up on my phone: [[Picture][Picture] Where did you move to? It was fine if you moved away suddenly before, but why did you move away again recently? It's fine if you blocked me, but why did you disappear? Come on, tell Auntie, have you started a new life? Don't you miss Mom and Dad anymore?]
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That's enough.
Lin Jin threw his phone aside, pulled the quilt over himself, covering his feet and head completely, his body still trembling.
He forced himself to sleep in fear.
The moment he fell asleep, he thought he had won, but he forgot that he would have a nightmare.
In the dream, his parents were horribly twisted, and his hunchbacked grandmother was waving at him.
The voice was so hollow that it couldn't be found. "Baby, come here, mom and dad are here to pick you up. Grandma has been nagging you for a long time, why don't you come? Don't you miss mom and dad?"
Lin Jin looked at his childish appearance in the reflection, and then looked at the three familiar yet strange figures.
My eyes turned red instantly.
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