Song Xuan was quarreling with Ji Huai last night. She had a splitting headache when she went to work today. After a busy day, she quarreled with him again when she came back. She couldn't stand it any more. She fell asleep without thinking about it for long after she lay down.
Ji Huai looked at her sleeping, his face softened a lot, and he stretched out his hand to rub his brow.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz..."
Messages kept coming from his phone. He picked it up and saw that there were long paragraphs of text on the WeChat interface between Ji's father and him.
"They didn't give birth to me or raise me. Your father makes half as much money as I do. I also contribute the money. What about you? You go out to work. Do you want to be a white-eyed wolf?"
"They say that raising children will provide for old age. In my opinion, you are trying to suck out the marrow, right? It's okay if you don't give me money. How can you have the nerve to ask your father for money? How long has it been since you graduated? You don't have any idea?"
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There are countless words like this.
Some time ago, Grandpa Ji fell ill and was hospitalized with a myocardial infarction. He spent more than 100,000 yuan on surgery. He didn't save much money and only paid 15,000 yuan, which was shared by his two aunts and Ji's father. During the Chinese New Year, Ji's father didn't know how much money he would make this year. She was so crazy that she gave him a red envelope, and the woman called and scolded her on WeChat. After he blocked her phone number on WeChat, the other party used Ji's father's WeChat number to scold him.
For her, he had a kind of resentment in his heart and a kind of daring to disobey. He never responded when he was scolded. After reading and listening, he deleted it and treated it as if nothing had happened. Then when he treated Song Xuan, he had a bad temper.
He was physically abused as a child and abused his mind as he grew up, making him live in the shadow all the time.
Ji Huai stared at the screen and blocked all Ji's father's contact information.
early morning.
At seven o'clock, the alarm rang on time. Song Xuan opened her eyes, which were a little swollen and uncomfortable, and then she forced herself to sit up.
Ji Huai turned over and faced her side, also in a daze. His facial features were deep and three-dimensional, his eyelashes were long, and he looked harmless and gentle.
As long as he doesn't lose his temper and the two of them don't quarrel, the atmosphere they get along with is not bad. But as soon as he loses his temper, he will use the sharpest words to hurt her, hysterical, and it will be like a completely different person.
Song Xuan opened the quilt and got out of bed. When she saw the meatball on the table, her eyes flashed.
The debris and soil on the ground have been cleaned up, and the succulents are put in a plastic bottle. Although it doesn't look better than before, its vitality has not been affected.
Ji Huai also sat up, scratched his messy hair, and picked up the phone on the bedside to check the time.
Song Xuan looked away, opened the door and walked to the bathroom.
After tidying up, she came back to change clothes, picked up her bag, put on her shoes and walked out, ignoring Ji Huai.
The elevator came, she entered the elevator and pressed the door button.
"Wait a moment."
Hearing the sound, she hesitated for a second and pressed the door-open button just as the elevator was about to close.
Ji Huai walked in hurriedly, and Song Xuan pressed the close button again.
The elevator was going down, and it was extremely quiet in the small space. No one spoke. When it stopped on the first floor, Ji Huai did not move. Song Xuan went out first, and he followed her. As soon as he walked out, the phone rang.
Unknown number.
As soon as the connection was connected, an angry voice came from the other end, "You bastard! Why did you block me? Come back tonight. You didn't know how to visit your grandpa when he was sick in the hospital!"
There was a strange female voice next to him, "I've told you, no matter how you raise him, he will never be raised well enough. You have educated him like this and it's still useless, so how can you control him?"
Ji's father was furious and cursed. He himself had no education. He had made money with the rapid rise of real estate in the past few years. With the money, he didn't have many bad habits, and his own quality had not kept up at all.
Song Xuan walked out of the door and saw no movement behind her. When she turned the corner, she looked around with her peripheral vision and found that Ji Huai's face was ugly and the veins in the hand holding the phone were bulging.
She knew his family, and it was precisely because of this that she was always tolerant of him.
"Are you done?" Ji Huai had a gloomy face, and for the first time he did not obey and continue to be scolded.
"Come back tonight!" Ji's father yelled again.
Since he was a child, he has either beaten or scolded his son, which has formed a habit in him. As long as he educates him hard, he will not resist, and he has indeed not resisted in these years.
"When grandpa was in the hospital, I went more than you did." Ji Huai said this very calmly, and continued, "Why are you blocked? You should ask Xu Mei. From today on, I will never go back. .”
"Just pretend that I don't exist from now on."
Ji Huai hung up the phone without finishing his last words and walked to Song Xuan, "Let's go."
After saying that, he walked forward.
Song Xuan looked at him like this and suddenly didn't know what to say. Is this severing ties with the family
No matter how the other end scolded him in the past, he acted as if he didn't hear it. He would go back when he should, as if he had forgotten the hurt, but also seemed to remember it all the time.
After all, she felt a little soft-hearted and asked him softly, "What's wrong with you?"
"I don't want to endure it anymore, and I won't go back again." Ji Huai's tone was calm, without any emotion.
Song Xuan didn't know what to say.
She had always felt that he was evading family matters, but now he had cut off the relationship, which was a bit sudden, and she really didn't expect it.
"What do you want for breakfast?" Ji Huai asked her. The two of them had almost reached the entrance of the community. There were many shops selling breakfast. After breakfast, they would reach the subway station in a few minutes' walk.
Xu was confused by the news that he was severing ties with his family, and Ji Huai's good attitude made her put aside the awkwardness of the quarrel for the time being, and walked into the breakfast shop with him, "Let's have something to eat."
Ji Huai sat down with her, and they ordered a dumpling, a steamed bun, and two cups of soy milk.
He placed a cup of soy milk in front of her, then took two pairs of chopsticks and handed one to her.
Song Xuan took it, considered it before speaking, "Did Xu Mei say anything unpleasant to you again?"
It would be quite excessive to make him say the words to sever ties.
"It's nothing." Ji Huai didn't say much.
The more he didn't say anything, the more Song Xuan felt that he was holding back. She couldn't help but think about it more and forget that the two of them were still quarreling and had not reconciled.
At the same time, Ji's father was also confused.
The bastard who used to be beaten and scolded never dared to contradict him, but now he suddenly said that he wanted to sever ties with him. Ji's father's anger surged upwards, and he changed his home phone to call, but the result showed that it was turned off.
He must have been on the blacklist. He was so angry. He asked Xu Mei with a very ugly look on his face, "What did you do to him again?"
"What can I do to him?" Xu Mei's expression changed slightly and she directly denied it.
"Why did he ask me to ask you? What do you mean by asking me to treat him as a different person from now on?" Ji's father fought and scolded, but he still wanted Ji Huai's son.
"How do I know?" Xu Mei was also confused by the question, but she was not a particularly shrewd person. She immediately thought of the things she had posted on WeChat and called to scold Ji Huai in the past few days, and she felt a little guilty.
She would delete the record every time she scolded him. In fact, she didn't want Ji Huai to feel comfortable. This stepson was a thorn in her heart. With him around, Ji's father would always care about him and give him a lot of property, which would be less for her and her daughter.
She heard that people with depression would commit suicide, so she hoped that Ji Huai would commit suicide and not be an eyesore.
"You don't know? How could you not know?" Ji's father also had a bad temper and scolded him with a stern face, "I don't think you feel comfortable if you don't find trouble for me all day long!"
To him, Ji Huai's words meant that Xu Mei forced him to sever ties with his family and was causing trouble behind his back.
No matter how unhappy he is, he is still his son, so why would he cut off the relationship
Xu Mei was unhappy when she heard this, "What's wrong with me? Didn't I just curse a few times? I can't scold him anymore? Can't I say what I did wrong?"
Over the years, she had looked down on Ji Huai and was used to the abuse, and she didn't feel anything was wrong at all.
In her eyes, Ji Huai was not as good as the dog at home.
Ji's father was furious. Hearing her natural tone, he lost his previous tolerance, "I think you did it on purpose, right? Let me tell you, whoever you want to inherit my property can inherit it. Don't make small moves behind my back." !I’m not dead yet!”
After saying that, he snorted heavily and walked away.
Recently, Xu Mei is fighting for the property between herself and Ji Lanxin. Ji's father intends to leave a small portion for Ji Huai. She has been making trouble at home for a long time, crying and fussing over Ji Lanxin's desire to buy a house for her father, who is still in elementary school. .
In the past, when Ji Huai was around, the other party might become the scapegoat when they quarreled. Ji's father would choose to make Ji Huai suffer in order to calm things down. In addition, she was as beautiful as a flower, so Ji's father gave him some face. But how long have you been married now? Her lust has faded and her love has faded, and she no longer has the deep affection she had back then. Xu Mei felt very aggrieved by being scolded like this.
It all happened because of Ji Huai. She borrowed the nanny's phone number and wanted to call Ji Huai to scold him to relieve her anger, but the call also failed.
Ji Huai has set his mobile phone to refuse calls from unfamiliar numbers.
Xu Mei's face turned green at that time. In the past, when she called Ji Huai, he didn't listen and didn't dare to hang up. Now she actually resisted. It was the opposite.
She was stubborn when she was a child. She would encourage Ji Huai's father to beat her, and later he would hit her with a stick. What she was most proud of was that Ji Huai was deeply afraid and evasive of her. Even though he didn't show it when he grew up, he never dared to tell her directly. Looking into her eyes, it is absolutely not necessary and will not come back.
evening.
A tertiary hospital in the city center.
Song Xuan moved her neck and beat her sore hands while walking to the lounge.
"It's time to get off work." Her colleague greeted her.
"Yeah, it's time to get off work." She chuckled.
"Have you brought an umbrella? It's raining outside, quite hard." The other person said again.
"Well, I just didn't bring it with me today." Song Xuan looked distressed.
"Let your boyfriend deliver it to you," the other party said.
Song Xuan smiled and did not answer.
Many people in the department knew that she had a boyfriend, and many of them had met Ji Huai, because when he was chasing her in the past, if it rained, he would come and give her an umbrella and occasionally a coat.
He would still do these little things, but his character was very sensitive and suspicious, very weird and irritable, and every time they had a quarrel, she would get bruises all over her body.
It would be fine if they didn't quarrel. Recently, she has been thinking about a question: does Ji Huai love her? Is there still a need to continue this relationship
When she was changing clothes, there was a sound of thunder outside and a heavy rainstorm. The hospital was still some distance away from the subway station. How was she going to get back
No matter, let's go downstairs first.
Before she even reached the door, the strong wind had already blown in. She was still wearing a short skirt today, and her whole body shrank and she had goosebumps all over her body.
Looking at the violent storm outside, she couldn't stop for a while. She walked to the side, took out her mobile phone from her bag, and then unlocked the screen. A message popped up, "I'll pick you up, I'll be here soon."
Song Xuan originally wanted to refuse, but it looked like she wouldn't be able to go back. The rain would probably take a long time to stop, so she simply pretended not to notice and walked inside.
As soon as she walked aside, Ji Huai's call came. She took out her mobile phone and answered it.
"Where are you..." Before he could finish his words, he saw her in the hall. He strode over with an umbrella and handed her a raincoat, "Put this on, it's windy outside, use an umbrella to protect yourself." Can’t live.”
Song Xuan didn't say much, just took it and put it on. The one he bought was a disposable raincoat, which was relatively thin but could keep out wind and rain.
"Let's go." Ji Huai opened his umbrella, held her with one hand and walked towards the door.
She didn't want to get so close to him, but the umbrella was only so big, and he was still a little wet. He gave her an umbrella and bought a raincoat, and he became less angry these days.
In fact, she was very unsatisfied like this. She was always moved by these little things, and then was hurt by him again and again.
"Why don't you buy yourself one?" She asked sideways. This one was for women.
"No, there's only one thing. I'll just hold an umbrella." Ji Huai said, a strong wind blew again. Song Xuan was very thin and felt like her body was swaying, but he could hold the umbrella steadily. Looking at the people waiting for taxis on the side of the road, he said to her, "We can't get a taxi now. It's raining harder on the other side of our house. There must be water on the road. Let's go have a meal first and then go back?"
"Anything is fine." Song Xuan had no objection.
The wind on the road was very strong, and Ji Huai got wet a lot. She asked him to move the umbrella towards him, and Ji Huai said it was okay.
There were some strange emotions in Song Xuan's eyes again.
The two went to the subway station and sat for two stops. When they got out of a nearby shopping mall, Song Xuan took off her raincoat. Except for her shoes, which were a little wet, she didn't get wet. Instead, most of Ji Huai's shoulders were wet. He took out the bag and a packet of paper and handed them to him.
Ji Huai took it and she reached out to him again, "Give me the umbrella."
When you go to the mall, your umbrella will drip, so you have to put it in a bag.
He handed the umbrella to her, then took out a piece of paper and reached out to wipe the raindrops on her face. Song Xuan was still stunned. In fact, she was not even wet. After wiping, he reached out to wipe her hands. raindrops on.
He used to do these little things mechanically, because he once felt that he was an incompetent person, and all these things had to be learned rather than done intentionally.
But now, I will be more attentive and ask out of concern, "Is it cold?"
Song Xuan shook his head.
He seemed like a good boyfriend when he wasn't angry, but there was always a layer of separation, and she couldn't tell what was wrong.
"What are you going to eat?" He took out a piece of paper and wiped his arms and shoulders. He reached out to carry the bag containing the umbrella and raincoat, and led her away with the other hand. During this period, his cell phone rang again.
After a quick glance, he picked up and it was Aunt Ji.
Ji Huai waited for the other end to finish speaking, his tone was neither salty nor bland, and his face showed no expression, "Sister-in-law, I don't want to talk to you about this. I will go back to see grandpa in a while. It is impossible for me to go back to his place again."
"I'm going to eat, so I'll hang up first."
Song Xuan used to think that he was very calm about things at home, and he is very calm now, but this calmness is different. For example, when the two of them walked to the restaurant, his cell phone rang again.
He glanced at it but didn't answer. It seemed that the fuss was quite big. People from the Ji family were working as lobbyists one after another. Ji's mother died in a car accident. She got along well with the Ji family during her lifetime. Compared with Xu Mei and Ji Lanxin, His status in the hearts of the rest of the Ji family is naturally more important.
While eating, he had no special reaction. After eating, he took out his mobile phone card, threw it directly in the trash can next to him, and went to get a new one.
"You have to take down my phone number," he told her.
Song Xuan took out the phone, unlocked it and handed it over. Ji Huai took it and started entering his phone number, and then handed it over to him.
When the two of them walked out of the mall, the rain and wind outside were very light, so they just needed to hold an umbrella.
Inside the subway station.
The two of them were fighting against the door. There were quite a lot of people. Song Xuan remained silent and looked down at her mobile phone. Ji Huai looked at her and said in a low voice, "Let's stop arguing. I'll admit my mistake to you."
He was sincere when he admitted his mistake, but the next time he had to argue, Song Xuan was already tired and said, "You are right."
It was her fault, and the next time they quarreled it would be her who was unreasonable.
"You are still angry, what should I do?" Ji Huai said truthfully, with a tone of inquiry, "I don't want to quarrel with you, can I not quarrel in the future?"
"Do I want to quarrel?" Song Xuan suppressed her anger. The door opened and she walked out first. Ji Huai quickly followed. She said in an excited tone, "You can never control your temper. You are becoming more and more excessive to me. How many times do you treat me too much?" This time, I even doubted that you would hit me."
"I won't hit you." Ji Huai denied.
He couldn't bear to hit her now.
"I really think you should see a psychiatrist." Song Xuan made it clear and said in a serious tone, "You have a mental problem, don't you think so? You are moody, and you always hurt me after hurting me. I'm sorry, but the damage has been done. You told me that you can't control your temper. Why can't you control it? Why do you seem to be out of control every time? "
She said, feeling scared in her heart, and her eyes turned red, "The way you look at me is completely different from now, as if I am your enemy..."
She didn't finish the rest of the words. He looked at her with a sinister look, as if he wanted to cut her into pieces, hoping that she would die in pain, but she felt that this was an illusion. The two of them were quarreling, not to this extent.
After she said these words, she quietly waited for Ji Huai's rage. Every time he mentioned this, it was like lighting up a dynamite pack, saying that there was nothing wrong with him and that she would think better of herself before speaking.
Occasionally, I will doubt and reflect, but it is all useless. The next quarrel will still be like this, and it will become more and more difficult to get along with each other.
This time, Ji Huai just lowered his head and thought deeply, frowning tightly, and looked up at her again, "I can go to the doctor, but you have to go with me."
As soon as she heard that he was willing to go, Song Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. At least she felt a little hopeful, so she quickly decided, "Then, I will go with you this weekend?"
"Yes." Ji Huai nodded.
Seeing that he agreed, she didn't get angry, and Song Xuan didn't want to quarrel with him. These were not important. She felt that it was because of his psychological problem that he was like this.
When they walked out of the subway station, it was still drizzling. Ji Huai held an umbrella in one hand and held her with the other. Song Xuan did not resist, and because of the umbrella, the two were very close to each other.
When they came back, Tian Shao and He Chenxiang had not finished their meal, so they ordered takeout to cope with it. Seeing them, He Chenxiang asked, "Have you eaten?"
"Eat, come back after eating." Ji Huai closed the door and followed Song Xuan to the bedroom.
As for Tian Shao, she has never spoken to Song Xuan. As Yan Jingyi's best friend, she feels that if she gets along well with Ji Huai's current girlfriend, it will be a betrayal of her best friend. In this case, Song Xuan's situation has always been embarrassing. .
Back in the bedroom, Song Xuan said to Ji Huai, "Would you like to take a shower first?"
He was very wet just now.
Ji Huai nodded, opened the drawer and started looking for clothes.
Song Xuan opened the umbrella and put it aside to prevent it from getting rusty due to moisture. This was probably a new umbrella he had just bought. The tag was still on it. She cut it off with scissors and threw it into the trash can.
Ji Huai took a quick shower. When she went to take a shower, she wanted to put the clothes in the washing machine to wash. When she opened the lid, she saw there were clothes inside.
"You can put it back in after I take it out." Tian Shao came over.
"kindness."
Song Xuan, who was standing by the side, saw her take out her underwear, and then there were several pairs of socks in the clothes she took out. She froze in disbelief.
"That's it." Tian Shao carried the bucket and left, but Song Xuan didn't dare to wash it. After thinking for a while, she carried the bucket into the bathroom again.
When she came out again, she had already washed her clothes and was taking them back to the bay window of her room to dry them.
Opening the bedroom door, he saw Ji Huai standing by the bay window. He was watering the succulent, and he had moved the succulent to a new ceramic basin, which was even more beautiful than the last one. It was made of ancient celadon.
Song Xuan walked over and said while drying the clothes, "Don't put clothes in the washing machine anymore."
"Why?" he wondered.
"They put everything in there." Song Xuan didn't say it clearly. Every time she mentioned this, she always felt like she was speaking ill of Ji Huai and targeting her.
"Last time I saw her putting her shoes away." He didn't react at all, holding the basin and looking at her expectantly, "Does it look good?"
"It's okay, the one last time looked good." She was duplicitous. She saw guilt on Ji Huai's face, and she felt a little bit unbearable. "Then don't put it in to wash. Public things are a bit dirty to begin with."
It is even more difficult to accept if you encounter uncivilized roommates.
"Yeah." He nodded, especially easy to talk to.