The two-hour journey did not land in his hometown, since he had no home to return to anyway, so it didn't matter where he was.
No one just jumped out of the crevices of the rocks, and no one has a real father or mother, but having a father and a mother does not mean having a family. He has been a weed since he was a child, with a conscience in heaven and earth. It was never that he wanted to fall on both sides, but the hurricane blowing on both sides wanted to uproot him and blow him to another house.
Every time someone asked him where he was from, he would pretend to say, "What kind of family is my family? I call my home all over the world."
When he answered in this way, most people thought he was talking nonsense, so he just passed it by. Over time, he also got used to such jokes.
Xu Baichuan thought that his skin was not naturally thick, but calluses grew out after being slapped in the face again and again. There is no place for me to get angry when my heart is not going well outside, so I have to hold on.
He wasn't like this before.
The first time someone asked this question was in the box where he attended Tang Jin's birthday party for the first time. He pretended to be a little cabbage and then used the bathroom as an excuse to lean against a vent. While listening to the music, I scolded myself in my heart: okay, okay, you are suffering, you are the most miserable in the world, if your parents don’t love you and your mother doesn’t love you, it’s okay to give you a gold medal, right? Hypocritical! Who hasn't had any sad things? Who is obliged to listen to your bitterness? What's the matter, you're still the main character of suffering? Simply the world revolves around you!
His shoulders trembled with the music, when someone approached suddenly, Tang Jin gave an irritated "tsk" and leaned beside him: "What's there to cry about?"
Well, he still remembers the tone and tone of the "click" in his heart at that time. While resting his head on Tang Jin's shoulder to prevent him from finding out that he wasn't crying at all, he thought to himself: He actually has me in his heart. It was also from that day that he began to try to crowd out Song Yiyu's self-humiliation journey.
Thinking about it now, any normal person who knows the situation in his family will feel more or less compassionate. The ridiculous thing is that he mistook this kind of compassion for love, and he has been a clown for so many years in vain.
Don’t be afraid of being blind, but be afraid of being blind. It’s the most terrifying thing to pretend to be blind if you’re not blind at all!
All right, Xu Baichuan laughed at himself, from today onwards, I will restore my light.
The destination of the journey was a southern city. He once traveled here with Tang Jin on business, and tried several times to persuade Tang Jin to take a stroll together, but with him, Tang Jin's wishes always came first, and Tang Jin only frowned. , Before he had an attack, he shut up right away.
Since you want to leave, you have to go completely and stay in the original city, just like a child who has had a fight with his parents and uses his departure as a threat in exchange for compromise.
This doesn't apply to him at all. First, Tang Jin will not only not look for him when he leaves, but will beat gongs and drums and set off firecrackers, and then warmly welcome Song Yiyu to come. The second is that he hopes that the decision he made for the first time in his life will no longer be like a humble play hard to get.
He turned on the computer and clicked on a file. He decided to end this novel with him and Tang Jin as the protagonists that has been serialized for seven years and the sweet cohabitation life he was looking forward to as the main plot.
He solemnly laid down the most perfect ending:
"He would have loved to share with you more about his life, but sadly, he died."
Then he closed the computer immediately, he didn't want to take another look at how shameless he had been all these years, otherwise, he might vomit.
Xu Baichuan leaned on the back of his chair, and took out his phone card. The communication that existed for Tang Jin was no longer necessary when he decided to leave. A plastic inlaid metal card the size of a fingernail fell on the small table in front of him, but he seemed to have relieved a heavy burden, heaved a sigh of relief, and turned his head to look at the dense clouds outside the window.
In the front seat is a student who went on a trip with his mother. He looks seventeen or eighteen years old, just in the middle of his youth. Listening to his lively words, Xu Baichuan felt that time flies so fast. How many years did I delay Tang Jin and Song Yiyu? ah!
Good people can't do it. If Tang Jin hadn't given him some sunshine when he was in the most pain, he wouldn't be as brilliant as he is now.
Tang Jin and Song Yiyu belonged to the same family. Seven years ago, they almost pierced the last layer of window paper, but Tang Jin's parents found out ahead of time. In order to make way for his own Bai Yueguang, Tang Jin came out directly to his family, and performed a full set of dramas. Xu Baichuan volunteered to act as a lover who was scolded in front of his parents together.
Coming out went smoothly, Tang Jin was beaten half to death, but as long as he didn't die, it was not a big problem.
Tang Jin's parents couldn't hold back their son, so they sought breakthroughs in other directions, and their idea fell on Xu Baichuan. In their eyes, Xu Baichuan's family is nothing compared to them, so it's easy to decide. Instead of angering Tang Jin and letting him go out to mess around, it's better to tie him firmly to a wooden stake, and when they don't need it anymore, they can take him away at any time. The stake was uprooted.
Of course Xu Baichuan was happy to see the success.
Tang Jin naively thought that they were tacit cooperation partners, but he didn't expect the little partner to turn against the water. Now that he thinks about Xu Baichuan, he really doesn't know how he said such shameless words at that time—Tang Jin wanted to break up afterward. At that time, he threatened Tang Jin that if he did not maintain a lover relationship with him, he would confess Bai Yueguang, who knew nothing, and let this little white flower endure the storm.
Then, he and Tang Jin touched hands for the first time.
No distinction between equals, both losers.
Tang Jin lay on the ground and asked him viciously, "Is that why you fucking like me so much?"
Xu Baichuan was out of breath: "I can like you in other ways."
Tang Jin asked without hope: "Which aspect?"
Xu Baichuan replied shamelessly: "The position on the bed."
The expression on Tang Jin's face at that moment can be described in one word: colorful.
Not long after Tang Jin came out, Song Yiyu was sent abroad by his parents, until they separated, the window paper was still strong. Tang Jin felt dejected, but at the same time endured the nausea and became a couple with Xu Baichuan in front of his parents. There were very few fights, because Tang Jin himself could not take advantage of it.
They pretended like this for seven years. Several times, Xu Baichuan felt that Tang Jin seemed to care about him a little bit, but the evil was overwhelming, and the return of the little angel Song Yiyu made him completely recognize the reality.
That's enough, my vicious stepmother, get out, please let Snow White and Prince Charming, Cinderella and Prince, and all the lovers who have been separated by bad guys in the world finally get married.
The phone card was folded in half under Xu Baichuan's ravages, and his heart was empty. He pressed his hand on his chest, and his heart was still beating.
Not dead, no problem.