The man stood for a while, then looked back at Yu Sheng, who had no intention of opening his mouth, then turned and walked out the door.
The director of the education department slammed people to the door, called Yu Sheng again, and turned around in the drawer for a long time.
"A manly man, there is no obstacle to overcome." The director pulled him and stuffed a bar of chocolate into his hand: "Little bastard, the school is here, come back to the teacher if you have something to do, you know?"
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On the way home, I didn't see the man again, so Jin Linkun entered the house with Yu Sheng and set up the hot pot. After thinking about it, he pulled out two cold cans of beer from the refrigerator.
The matter of Yu Sheng's family is actually quite simple. After the separation of the parents, they have a new life. The mother's side is a divorced and reorganized family, and the man brings a boy a few years younger than him. The father remarried and gave birth to a girl. Yu Sheng's custody is on his father's side, but he doesn't live together. When he was a child, he lived in their home by himself. Later, the property was divided up. His father bought another villa, and the old house was sold if it was not good. When he sold it, he happened to be in high school, and he bought a place to live in the newly built community here.
"At the age of 18, if you have an independent residence, you can move out and open an account separately." Yu Sheng glanced at his mobile phone and put it on the table: "Family, please ask me for a leave tomorrow, and I will go through the formalities."
It's not surprising at all. The Steinway that he was used to playing when he was a child was moved to his father's new home. When he was in junior high school, he would occasionally stay for a morning under the pretext of practicing the piano. He also knew that it was no longer his piano, but he wanted to touch it again.
Then he was thirsty and wanted to drink water. He heard his father lowered his voice and soothed the woman who looked worried: "You must have a guardian when you are young. Hang it in our house and leave when he is an adult."
Yu Sheng didn't drink the water that day, so he took off the key his father gave him and put it on the piano bench, and walked a dozen kilometers under the sun to go home. On the way home, I bought myself a sky blue children's puzzle piano. Then, because I felt that the piano was really stupid, I didn't start to unpack it after two days of construction. When I moved, I took it out and threw it into the guest room that was used as a storage room.
"Actually, it has a very good tone." Jin Linkun took his hand, rubbed Yu Sheng's fingertips with his fingertips, and couldn't help explaining to the sky blue children's puzzle piano: "It's small and exquisite, convenient and easy to carry, and I have feelings for it. It's over." Yu Sheng just remembered that their school had a theatrical performance at the end of the month: "Then you take it to show your classmates?" Jin Linkun: ""
The pot of green vegetable balls was almost cooked, Yu Sheng fished out a fish ball, dipped it in the sauce, took out the beer can in his hand and exchanged a glass of orange juice. "I will also take a leave tomorrow." Jin Linkun drank two sips of orange juice, and finally suppressed the hoarseness in his voice temporarily: "Go with you?" Yu Sheng put some meat into the hot pot: "No need."
Jin Linkun still wanted to talk, but Yu Sheng had already fished out another piece of potato and put it in his bowl: "It's an early decision, just go through a procedure, and everything has been arranged for student registration and household registration. I'll just sign and go through the procedure."
Yu Sheng has thought about this day many times. When he was a child, he thought that he would be terribly uncomfortable. Later, he found that it had been too long, and the habit that should be accepted should be accepted. It seemed like something was doomed long ago, nothing more than waiting for an ending that I already knew what it was. Just make up for it, and all the scribbled or deep content before can be completely drawn to a real rest.
Not a big deal. Infinitely good writing, all in Jinjiang Literature City On the second day, Yu Sheng went through the formalities by himself.
Jin Linkun sat for a night, even thinking about the reason that "the household registration book just happened to be blistered and needs to be re-applied". When he woke up the next morning and met the eyes of the children, he still didn't say anything. For Sheng, this is something that he needs to solve by himself.
Considering his reaction to drinking beer, Yu Sheng finally drank the two cans of beer yesterday. Neither of them wanted to clean up, so the empty cans were left in the living room. Jin Linkun went to wash his face, and was about to tidy up the house. He went around to the living room, but his footsteps suddenly stopped. The two empty beer cans were still there, they were filled with soil at some point, they were placed on the coffee table, and two green grasses were moved in. It's not a special kind, it's the most common and common kind of weeds on the side of the road.
Jin Linkun stood by the coffee table for a while, holding the two beer cans and carefully placed them on the windowsill together with the garlic sprouts.
Yu Sheng's appointment was early. It seemed that his father still had a lot of arrangements today, and he didn't have much time to spare. Jin Linkun walked around the house twice, packed his things carefully, looked at his phone for a while, and went to school with his schoolbag. Yu Sheng doesn't usually send him messages, but today it seems that he knows he is not at ease, and the message will come in a while. It's still the usual wording habits, and I can't see any difference from usual.
- I saw someone and I'm going through the formalities. - what class do you have? - If you can't go back at noon, you eat first and bring me some bread. -There is a bookstore here, and the exercise book is good. -elder brother.
Jin Linkun leaned against the wall at the back door, held a pen between his fingers, and hid his mobile phone in the table in one hand, and quickly replied to their children. He typed fast, and Yu Sheng could reply several when he sent it. The previous replies were all smooth, but when I saw this very simple word, my fingertips suddenly paused.
The other end didn't send another message right away, and after a while, another message came. -I want potato chips, tomato-flavored.
Their last section is a quiz, a mock test in one hour. In order not to cause too much pressure to other students, Jin Linkun was interviewed by the teacher several times, and he slowed down the speed of doing the questions. It's only halfway through, and the senior classmates are still writing and writing, counting the pads filled with paper and replacing them with blank ones, and continue to work hard.
Jin Linkun watched the news for a while, then Huo Di got up and handed in the paper he had filled up earlier.
Yu Sheng didn't come back until it was getting dark.
If the household registration is changed, the student registration must also be changed. Yesterday, the man who was beaten as a spy from another school took him, and his identity was interrogated for a long time. The teachers of No. 3 Middle School accompanied Yu Sheng throughout the whole process. Several directors chatted with Yu Sheng without a word. The director of the Academic Affairs Office went to make a cup of tea, left the man beside him and stood for a long time, and finally walked to the place where the seal should be stamped. process.
Lao He didn't say anything from the beginning to the end, only handed Yu Sheng a note with his address when he was taking him out, and smiled at him: "Let's go, come home for dinner when you have time." Yu Sheng took it After holding the note for a while, I thanked Lao He.
When I went out today, it was a little cloudy. When I left the teaching building, the cold wind was already blowing up before the rain.
Originally thought it would not take so long to complete the procedure, but it still took a whole day. The schedule reminder on Yu Yanxing’s mobile phone rang for a day. Yu Sheng didn’t get into his car, so he took down his schoolbag and the two newly bought mock rolls: “It’s not too far away, I’ll just go back by myself.” Yu Yanxing looked at him and said nothing.
After so many years, even the closest blood relationship will be diluted by time. The boy looks completely different from when he was a child, and he has a completely different aura on his body. Face to face all day today, there is actually nothing to say. He remembered that the last time he heard the news about Yu Sheng, it was this son who caused trouble everywhere and entered a third-rate high school to join forces and give up. If it hadn't been for the formalities when he came back this time, he wouldn't have known that the champion of the liberal arts joint entrance exam, which had been rumored in the private school parent circle, was actually his son who had not been very concerned about it for a long time.
Yu Sheng didn't seem to be touched by today's events. He lowered his eyelashes and put on his schoolbag, holding the plastic pocket with the mock roll in his hand. Hearing the sound of clattering, Yu Yanxing vaguely remembered the space waiting for the formalities, and Yu Sheng seemed to have gone out once.
"You—" Yu Yanxing couldn't help frowning, the words came to his lips, but he couldn't say it right away.
too long. He couldn't even remember what this son looked like, let alone how Yu Sheng came here all these years. After separating from Yu Sheng's mother, he entered a period of rising career. Every day, he turned around in countless business meetings and negotiations, and he didn't have time to go home. After a few years, he stabilized and formed a new family. Then I suddenly discovered that a boy who was still very obedient and sensible when he was a child, he didn't know when he started to have an indifferent and cold stinging anger.
"Who taught you?" After eating all the way in No. 3 Middle School, the son was so indifferent that he seemed unmoved. Sitting in the driver's seat, Yu Yanxing finally couldn't hold back his anger any longer, and his expression sank: "What is your school - you studied here? Look at what you are like now"
The cold wind was biting, making people stiff, and their thoughts and emotions seemed to turn extremely slowly. Yu Sheng didn't want to hear these words, and didn't want to say anything. He turned around and wanted to leave, but suddenly a hand grabbed his wrist. The familiar breath suddenly approached.
The extra warm coat was draped over his head thickly, wrapping his entire body tightly into his chest. Jin Linkun also carried a bag in his hand, his chest heaving and heaving a little faster, he hugged him tightly with one hand, and gave him more temperature on his body. After a cold day, his chest suddenly warmed, Yu Sheng couldn't help frowning, his breathing paused for a while, and some dull and dull pains that had been ignored all along, suddenly came up after a while.
Yu Sheng grabbed his sleeve, held his breath and stood for a while, bent down slightly, and his body fell down. Jin Linkun wrapped his arms around his waist and circled him into his arms, letting him rest on his chest and shoulders.
Yu Yanxing recognized him, and his eyebrows tightened even more: "Who the hell are you?" It was this kid who inexplicably stepped in in the office of No. 3 Middle School. "This is our family business, it has nothing to do with you, you—"
"The meal is ready." Jin Linkun didn't listen to him, he lowered his head and pulled Yu Sheng's hand, "Did you bring the key?" Yu Sheng nodded, took it out and handed it to him. I don't know how long the key has been held, the child's whole body is almost frozen, and the metal key is still a little warm. Jin Linkun took the key, took out a cup of warm millet and pumpkin porridge, stuffed it into his hand, and inserted a straw for him.
Yu Sheng hadn't eaten much for a day, and now something fell into his stomach, and it hurt first. Millet pumpkin porridge nourishes the stomach, and the discomfort did not last long. Yu Sheng slowed down for a while, then lowered his head and continued to drink the porridge in small sips, the dull pain from before was calmed down a little by the warm temperature. Infinitely good writing, all in Jinjiang Literature City Jin Linkun circled people behind him, and nodded towards Yu Yanxing politely: "I'm sorry, I'm here to pick Yu Sheng home, how about you?"
Yu Yanxing suddenly stopped. The sky was a little darker than before, and the wind blew leaves and sand into the sky. The air conditioner was on in the car, and the window was widened just now, only to realize that it was so cold outside. Jin Linkun stopped embarrassing him, hugged Yu Sheng and leaned against him for a while, holding hands and whispering a few words. Yu Sheng nodded, followed him out a few steps and stopped, flipped out his phone, and took out a card pin from his pocket.
Yu Yanxing sat in the car, watching Yu Sheng lowered his head, took out the old and faintly rusted phone card, and put it on his dashboard. The boy's brows and eyes vaguely had their shadows, and his expression was flat, but his pupils were unusually black and white, and his lips were so pale that he couldn't see the blood.
Not knowing what this calling card means, Yu Yanxing's heart shrank inexplicably, he frowned and wanted to speak, but Yu Sheng had already taken a step back. With a straight shoulders and a straight body, he bowed to him.
It didn't take long for the rain to pour down, and the two of them had already walked a long way. The tall boy made a raincoat from his arms, wrapped him in his arms, and carefully covered him. The phone beside me rang for a while, and messages came one after another. Yu Yanxing sat in the driver's seat for a long time, watching that the figure was not in the rain, he picked up his mobile phone to reply to the message, and was suddenly stunned.
On the seat on the passenger side, at some point, the boy who used to sit there put a few white rabbit's toffee.
Yu Sheng was held by Jin Linkun's hand, and looked up at the umbrella above his head: "Am I wearing a raincoat?" "Yes, double insurance is safe." Jin Linkun smiled, raised his hand and rubbed his hair, " The autumn rain is cool, I'm afraid you will be cold."
It's not cold now. Yu Sheng was first wrapped in a coat by him, and then forced to put on a raincoat outside. He also had a hot water bottle in his arms that he didn't know when to put it in. He felt that he was basically no different from a large chinchilla, even walking. A little strenuous.
He spent a day outside today, and Jin Linkun was not in a hurry to ask what he had done. He took all his schoolbags and plastic bags and led him home together. The rain crackled on the ground, causing a hazy mist along the street.
The roadside stalls are almost finished, there is a cart to buy candied haws, and there are only a few strings left. It's not the traditional hawthorn, which has everything on it, grapes, bananas and yam, which are specially designed to make children like it, and a thick layer of rock sugar is poured on it. Jin Linkun stuffed the umbrella into his hand, put on the hat of the raincoat, ran over to buy a bunch in the rain, and hurried back with his arm guarding: "Take a bite, come, see if it's sweet, if it's not sweet, he said no money"
Yu Sheng couldn't help pulling the corner of his mouth, opened his mouth and took one in his mouth, trying to speak, but his chest suddenly hurt without warning.
That unbridled pain.
When his parents divorced, he was doing his homework, and after finishing his homework, he watched two people who had exhausted love and patience walk out of the house one after another amid the torture of endless trivial matters, and the downstairs was empty and loud and loud. When his mother remarried, he was reciting English. Complete strangers stood next to the relatives who were most familiar with them, and said to him with a smile, "You're welcome" and "like my own home." The woman called "Auntie" smiled kindly at him, gave him a business notebook and earphones that he didn't use very much, and when he was holding the little girl and playing the piano, she ran up in a panic, The daughter quickly grabbed it back.
That day, he walked more than ten kilometers home by himself, and he didn't even do well. When he went back, he should eat, eat, sleep, and sleep. The next day, he threw away the registration form for straight high school that the private school teacher helped to choose, and chose one that was far away from everyone. The furthest high school.
It seems that none of them is worth being hypocritical. Compared with his life, his life is not bad, and it is not that he was stopped by any hurdle, and he couldn't get over it. He didn't feel how uncomfortable it was, anyway, even if it was uncomfortable, it was nothing more than trying to get through it by himself, and no one would come back to control him because of this.
But now it seems to be hurting all of a sudden. It hurt so much that it felt like a hot iron was stuck in my chest, and I couldn't bend it down or straighten it up. It seems that something has accumulated for a long time, firmly pressing in the bottom of his heart, and even he himself has already felt that he has calmed down with no trace and only scars left, and the emotions surged up and whistled fiercely.
It's like a child running and falling, his hands and knees are broken, and his blood is blurred, he gritted his teeth and got up. The wounds were all treated, sterilized and bandaged, and they had already begun to heal. Even the impression of falling was not deep. Suddenly someone touched his hair, hugged him, and asked him if it hurt.
Then all the pain seemed to come back. Infinitely good writing, all in Jinjiang Literature City Yu Sheng chewed and swallowed the grapes wrapped in thick sugar coating, closed his eyes, and was forced by Jin Linkun into the embrace of his chest and shoulders.
The boy who was holding on to the railing was forcibly taken back to the room by the nanny, curled up on the bed alone, and while the nanny fell asleep, he sneaked back to the balcony, huddled in the cold moonlight, and gently touched his own body. brain.
Someone will come, someone will come. He held back his tears, and when someone finally came, he must cry a lot. Then don't cry anymore.