It has been more than a month since I last saw Li Xueping. Her energy seems to be better than last time. Although she seems to be thinner, her complexion is better than before.
The two sat facing each other for a long time, but no one spoke.
In the end, it was Li Xueping who asked first: "Are you still used to being in the new school?"
Xie Tian nodded, and Li Xueping asked again: "How is your health?"
"Good."
There was another moment of silence, and Li Xueping rubbed her clothes under the table, "Is grandma okay?"
"fine."
Li Xueping sniffed, lowered her head and said, "Grandma is so proud, but she has a bad temper. Don't take what she has to say to heart."
Xie Tian paused, nodded, and added after Li Xueping thought he wouldn't speak: "I know."
Li Xueping's eyes were red when she heard this, and she choked and said, "Mom, I'm sorry for you."
Xie Tian then looked at her and saw a tired version of himself in her eyes. He couldn't stand it and looked away again, "I'm doing well now. My uncle comes to my house every week and I've never had less money for living expenses." , I can keep up with my studies.”
Li Xueping knew that Xie Tian was trying to comfort her, and felt sad, but she didn't want to let him down, so she wiped away her tears and asked, "Are the classmates getting along well?"
Xie Tian frowned. He was unfamiliar with everyone except Ma Yangyang. He knew that some people in the school didn't like him, and he also knew that most people actually didn't mean any harm. Is it easy to get along with? Xie Tian thought of Ma Yangyang's curved eyebrows, and his solemn expression relaxed, "It's pretty good."
After asking so many questions, Xie Tian's answer to this question was the only one that made Li Xueping relax. She knew that this was the only answer that was sincere.
The time to visit the prison came not long ago. I felt like I had nothing to say just now, but when it was time to leave, I felt that there were still thousands of words that I had not said. Li Xueping reached out and touched Xie Tian's face, "You have to take good care of yourself."
Xie Tian couldn't help but blush at this situation, and nodded repeatedly: "I know, you should also take care of yourself."
The prison guards had seen this kind of farewell scene many times. As soon as the time came, they urged Li Xueping. When they were about to reach the door, Li Xueping suddenly turned around and asked, "Have you visited your father?"
Xie Tian's whole body was shocked and he said word by word: "I will not forgive him."
Li Xueping looked at the hatred in his eyes and couldn't say anything more. Besides, the resentment and hatred in her heart were no less than Xie Tian's.
**
In addition to visiting Li Xueping, Xie Tian also went to City A to attend an author meeting for one of the magazines he contributed to.
The author's meeting was held on the 3rd, so Xie Tian slept in the hotel for two days. He didn't stay at the hotel arranged by the magazine. He was only told that he would arrive that day.
Today’s magazines are not easy to make, and many traditional magazines are looking for innovation. This magazine is a petty-bourgeois life and emotion magazine. In addition to shifting its focus to online, magazines often also do offline promotion activities.
Xie Tian is an illustration contributor to this magazine. Before the accident at home, he often contributed to some juvenile readers. After the accident at home, he could not draw for a long time, but at that time, his parents were in prison. His property was also frozen, so he could only grit his teeth and continue painting, but he could no longer draw satisfactory drawings for the juvenile readers.
The editors said that his drawings were particularly hollow, emotionless, and very hurtful to watch.
During that time, the less he could draw, the more he had to draw, and the more he drew, the colder he became. Later, by chance, the deputy editor of this magazine saw the manuscript he submitted to the previous juvenile magazine, and contacted him. Although the manuscript It was still rejected, but in the next few months he signed drawings with this petty bourgeois magazine, and his income was actually a little more than before.
He originally didn't want to participate in such activities, but for him, this magazine was a help in times of need, so he had to come.
When Xie Tian arrived at the venue, the entire venue was stunned. Several authors were asking who this handsome young man was. Although the editor and deputy editor knew that he was just a high school student, they did not expect that he looked so good and clear. With an ice-like melancholy, the two of them suddenly came up with the idea of packaging him.
But Xie Tian just came here to show his face. A year ago, he might have thought this was an opportunity, but now he can't adapt to such an occasion.
After reluctantly staying for the necessary period, before the editor could tell him about the packaging, he said that he had already booked a return ticket and would rush to D city immediately.
The editor had no choice but to briefly tell him about his intention to package him, and asked him to communicate at any time. Xie Tian was surprised, but had only one thought in his mind, which was to run away quickly.
**
It was the fourth day when I returned to D City. When I got home, my grandma was cooking dinner. When she saw him coming in, she said, "I didn't know you were coming back, so I didn't cook your meal."
Xie Tian could only say, "I ate it on the train."
Grandma nodded and ignored him. Xie Tian dragged his backpack into the room and threw himself onto the bed.
Then he fell asleep directly. His sleep was not stable, and he didn't sleep for long. However, when he woke up, it was still dark. The room was pitch black, with only some moonlight and lights coming from the window he was looking at. It is said that at this time, thousands of lights should be on, but Xie Tian felt that those lights were colder than the moonlight.
I got up, put my luggage away, and took the dirty clothes to wash. When I returned to the room, my phone just flashed.
Xie Tian picked it up and saw that it was a QQ message. Nuan Yangyang said: "Are you in city A? The road went smoothly, right? I went to a nursing home today. There is a puppy in the hospital that looks very much like Pupu. I suspect it must be He’s Pupu’s brother, do you think he looks similar?” He also posted a photo of a puppy in a nursing home and a photo of Pupu and Ma Yangyang’s kitten Yue Yue.
Pupu was clean now, lying on a bed with Yue Yue. The sheets and duvet cover were blue, and there was a super big yellow crescent moon on it. Xie Tian guessed that this was Ma Yangyang's bed, like this The bed looks very warm. There are white flutters on the warm bed, a light brown moon and a warm sheep with big eyes that curve into crescents when it smiles.
Xie Tian stood beside the bed and replied: "Yeah, it looks pretty similar."
After sending it, he added: "What are you doing?"
Ma Yangyang didn't expect Xie Tian to come back so quickly, and replied in seconds: "It and the moon are occupying my bed!!! I dropped one and the other one jumped up. I dropped the one again and the other one climbed up again, but I'm tired." Damn me, they are all little villains.”
Xie Tian could imagine Ma Yangyang's dancing movements and expressions, and he didn't even notice it. When he saw Ma Yangyang's reply, he who had felt cold just now smiled.
"Then what are you going to do?"
"No matter how bad they are, can they still defeat me? I am a highly intelligent human being!"
Xie Tian looked at the message he sent and thought that he was more lively online than in reality, or that he was just more lively than when he faced himself in reality.
It was obviously very relaxing to chat with him like this, but there was an inexplicable sense of loss in my heart.
Seeing that Xie Tian didn't reply, Ma Yangyang sent another message: "Why don't you continue asking?"
Xie Tian replied: "What are you asking?"
Ma Yangyang came over with an emoticon that said "I'm so sad" and typed: "I will fall asleep after a while and then press on them. I don't believe they won't run away. Hahaha, am I very sad?" clever."
Xie Tian couldn't help but laugh. Thinking about Ma Yangyang's expression, he thought it was funny, so he said, "Yeah, very smart."