Ninety-ninth bowl of soup and tea (2)
She doesn't go home to eat after school at noon, even if she is a day student.
She wouldn't even want to live in a new home if she could.
The relationship between parents in this world is broken, because the father quit his job and wanted to start his own business, and the mother had a big fight with him and divorced, so she insisted on taking her by his side. The father had no choice but to agree, the mother was a stronger person, she was harsh on herself, and even more harsh on Qing Huan.
Fortunately, Qing Huan didn't have any mother-daughter relationship with her. When she came to this world, she was already four years old. Because she was unconscious, she always looked like a fool. It didn't get better until she came. My mother is always busy with work. She is a doctor. In fact, she doesn't take much care of this daughter. She mostly hires a nanny. Later, I got to know the stepfather who was still a family member of the patient at that time, and the two got along for a while to get the certificate, and then Qing Huan followed her mother to this city.
Her mother didn't care much about her own daughter, but she cared deeply about her second husband's two children. The family of four enjoyed themselves happily, but Qing Huan became that outsider instead.
In fact, she could see clearly that the reason why this mother insisted on taking her away was because she was angry with her first husband. Father regards her as the apple of his eye and loves her dearly, but mother insists on letting him ignore her. This is probably a kind of revenge.
The food in the school cafeteria didn't seem to taste good. Qing Huan ordered two dishes and another rice, and sat in the class seating area. Not long after that, a shadow shrouded in front of her, and someone sat across from her. When she looked up, it was Chu Yao.
He sat quietly opposite her, bullying her like that in class seemed to be just to get her attention, when she didn't talk to other students or communicate with them, he didn't make trouble anymore, but continued to sleep quietly. It's just that he follows Qing Huan wherever he goes, like a little tail. Now he sat down, with the same food on the dinner plate, he first picked all the eggs from the tomato scrambled eggs into her dinner plate, then took a couple of casual bites and then started to look at her.
Qing Huan ate at a leisurely pace, she ate the food gracefully and quickly, and frowned unobtrusively, because the taste was really ordinary. She thinks that she can consider renting a house by herself outside. If her mother disagrees, it can be said that she lives on campus. Although she doesn't care, it hurts her heart every time she goes back to see the happy family of the four people, which makes her feel I feel sorry for the original owner of this identity.
If it is really a young girl in adolescence, it is easy to be depressed because of this.
The mother is not a qualified mother. Qing Huan doesn't want any maternal love. Since the other party doesn't give it to her, she naturally won't ask for it. In this world, whoever leaves can't live, but there is no mother-daughter fate. She is just a relationship with everyone. The love of time, when the time comes, naturally everything that should be broken must be broken.
Chu Yao was still sleeping in the afternoon, Qing Huan wondered why he was able to sleep all the time, from the first class in the morning to the last evening self-study, except for lunch and dinner when he went out with her, the rest of the time are sleeping. Sleeping on my stomach, sleeping on my back, sleeping on my back... There are only a few kinds of postures, but I seldom speak.
But very clingy.
After seeing him in several other worlds, Qing Huan was not surprised at all. After evening self-study, most of the day students ride bicycles or have someone pick them up at home, only the two of them walk. It's past nine o'clock in the evening, and Qing Huan doesn't like such high-intensity study. She always thinks that study should come from interest, and she also likes to sleep. The second year of high school is quite heavy. It's better for her to behave like a student Years, although I should get used to it, I still don't like it very much.
Moreover, No. 1 Middle School is a key high school with strict requirements for students. Just like that, there are still a few papers in her schoolbag that she hasn't done yet.
Today the teacher gave her a new school uniform and student ID card, and from tomorrow she will have to wear a school uniform like everyone else. The school has always required students to wear school uniforms, but the school uniforms are green and white, fat and big, which is really not very attractive, so many people wear them outside and change them when they enter the school gate. Anyway, apart from running exercises and holding conferences, the school is not They are forced to wear school uniforms 24 hours a day.
The street lamp stretched the shadow of the person very, very long. Qing Huan wore small leather shoes and made a crisp cross talk. She looked at her shadow under the street lamp, and then at the person who was a few meters behind her. After waiting for a while, she stopped suddenly.
The man also stopped, did not follow, just quietly waited for her to continue walking, intending to send her home.
In Qing Huan's current "family", her stepfather's two children are also in No. 1 middle school. The boy is a little older than her and is in the third year of high school, and the girl is a little younger than her and is also in the second year of high school. She is caught in the middle, so naturally she is not taken seriously. .
She doesn't necessarily want this kind of attention. It's good that the family doesn't bother her, but the brother and sister seem to be a little hostile to her. It's okay for her mother, Chen Lan. Chen Lan is very attentive to please these two children. Especially the eldest son, because of the third year of high school, she would wait for him to come back every night to make supper for him.
When Qing Huan went back, she happened to see Xu Yuan eating dumplings, and Chen Lan brought a small bowl from the kitchen, with a smile on her face: "Try this sauce that Mom made for you, it is delicious with oil and chili added !"
Seeing her come back, she frowned immediately: "What time is it? Why are you coming back so late? Look at the brothers and sisters who are back!"
Qing Huan smiled slightly: "I'm going back to my room."
Chen Lan didn't like her attitude, and was about to talk about her when her stepfather came over to smooth things over: "That's how kids are. Don't be so aggressive. Go back to your room."
In fact, there was still a bowl of dumplings on their table that hadn't been touched.
But that's not for her to eat.
The Xu family has three bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen and a bathroom. The place is quite spacious. Chen Lan moved in after marrying her stepfather Xu Wei. It stands to reason that she brought Qing Huan here, but no one thought of preparing a room for Qing Huan. At first, she was asked to live with her younger sister Xu Jiao, but Xu Jiao was not happy, insisting that she wanted a little private space, Xu Wei said a few words to her, but Chen Lan immediately became unhappy and protected Xu Jiao, so Qing Huan She moved into the small room that was cleared out for a while. This small room can only accommodate a bed, a chair, and a desk, because it was originally used to store sundries, but now she lives in it.
As soon as Chen Lan married in, the house was completely renovated, and everything was replaced with new ones. She even bought expensive meeting gifts for her stepchildren. Xu Yuan was a laptop, Xu Jiao was a designer dress, and as for Qing Huan... um...
She is redundant here. But in this world, she is this "Meng Qinghuan", so she has followed the steps, but she really has no admiration for Chen Lan, so she really doesn't care about this kind of cold violence, she just finds it a bit annoying. The pair of short-sighted brothers and sisters were stunned in front of her, as if snatching the so-called mother from her was something worth showing off.
In fact, she really doesn't care, she just feels constrained and prefers a spacious house and a lot of delicious food.
Is love that can be easily snatched away considered love
Qing Huan glanced at her phone before going to bed. There were several unread text messages and missed calls, all of which belonged to her father. Her father, Meng Fan, loved her very much, but he was really busy, so he asked Chen Lan to take her. Chen Lan was very kind to her, told her to be good, and said that she would come to see her for a while and buy her gifts.
Qing Huan replied to a text message and didn't read it again. She lay on the small bed. Although the room was small, the lighting was good. When the lights were turned off and the curtains were opened, the moonlight came in. Qing Huan turned over on the bed. Her things in this room were so pitifully small that Chen Lan didn't even notice that she didn't bring too many things.
Because after all, she is just passing by and will leave soon.
The next morning, Qing Huan woke up, and Chen Lan was busy making breakfast in the kitchen. She was a very good stepmother, but really not a good mother. Qing Huan walked through the living room with her schoolbag on her back, just as Chen Lan came out with her breakfast, and only saw her back.
But Chen Lan didn't care too much. The child was sensible and precocious since he was a child. She didn't need to worry about it. He was as strong as an adult. On the contrary, these two stepchildren lost their mother and lacked maternal love since they were young, so she had to treat them well.
Qing Huan used to pass by a steamed stuffed bun shop in the morning to buy steamed stuffed buns worth two yuan and a cup of porridge, but as soon as she left the complex this morning, she saw a person leaning on a telephone pole at the gate of the complex.
It's Chu Yao.
When he saw her, he gave her the bag in his hand. Although it was also steamed buns and millet porridge, it didn't look like the kind sold outside. Qing Huan took it without pretense, and there is no need to fight against the food if you are against anyone, otherwise the food will cry. She ate her breakfast, crumpled up the bag and threw it away, then gently grabbed Chu Yao's little finger.
He froze for a moment, then tightened his grip.
The two held hands until they reached the vicinity of the school. Qing Huan walked in wearing a school uniform, and Chu Yao followed. No one dared to stop him anyway. When the two of them entered the classroom together, many colored eyes immediately looked at it. After all, it is too unreal for Chu Yao to arrive at school on time in the morning. He likes to sleep very much, and the school only comes here occasionally.
Although Qing Huan doesn't talk much, she gives the impression that she is gentle and good-tempered, so some classmates will take the initiative to talk to her. She has a gentle voice and is good at listening, and she is also very good at chatting. Although she only speaks a few sentences, but every word speaks to the heart of the heart, so she is very popular, and people come to find her after class. It's fine once or twice, but once more times, Chu Yao kicked the table, took the book off his face and began to look at people, his eyes were cold, he didn't speak, he just looked at people so that he never dared to come over.
He felt as if he was possessed by a demon. In his dull life, he saw her once, and since then he lost himself.