The sky was as black as ink, as if not a single ray of light could get through. Torrential rain was "crackling" on the balcony with the wind, splashing dense water.
The students who were leaving school in the corridor were all hiding in panic. Shi Yi was holding her phone in a daze and was almost stepped on by the people retreating. Fu Shitian quickly grabbed her waist and led her to take a small step to the side to avoid the footsteps in front.
Shi Yi finally came back to his senses, looked up at the heavy rain under the sky, and said in a low voice without any emotion: "It's suddenly raining so hard."
Fu Shitian continued: "Yeah, I thought it wouldn't rain anymore. I wonder if it will get smaller after a while."
Shi Yi hummed absentmindedly.
Fu Shitian observed her drooping eyebrows and tightly pursed thin lips, and asked cautiously: "What's wrong? Did Auntie... say anything?"
Shi Yi suppressed his uneasiness, gathered his thoughts, and tilted his head to look at Fu Shitian: "She asked me to go over there tonight, it seems like there is something important..."
"But it's raining so heavily..." Fu Shitian was worried.
"It's okay, it might stop soon." Shi Yi said calmly, "Let's eat at the noodle shop in front of the community. I'll go there early and come back early."
Fu Shitian certainly had no objection. She was actually a little nervous. It wasn't Friday, and tomorrow wasn't a holiday. Why would Fang Ruohua suddenly ask Shi Yi to come over? But after the false alarm from the counselor, she would rather convince herself that she was just a frightened bird and thought too much.
She didn't know that on the way back on the electric bike, Shi Yi put his arm around her waist and pressed his cheek against her back. When she couldn't see, his eyes sank into the bottom of the sea.
In fact, Fang Ruohua didn't say anything on the phone, but as mother and daughter for twenty years, Shi Yi and she had an unspoken understanding.
"Shi Yi, do you have classes in the evening? If not, come over and let's chat." She called her full name.
Fang Ruohua hasn't called her by her full name for a long time. When she was a child, every time she did something wrong, Fang Ruohua would always say this when she wanted to teach her a lesson: "Shi Yi, let's talk after dinner."
She didn't say it in a harsh tone every time, but this sentence still became a curse in Shi Yi's childhood. She knew from a very young age that her parents had a bad relationship and the family was on the verge of collapse. It was not easy to maintain it. So after she grew up, she tried to restrain herself to be a worry-free and trouble-free child, wanting to contribute to maintaining the family and give Fang Ruohua more joy and comfort. The fatigue and disappointment that Fang Ruohua occasionally revealed when she said this always made her feel uneasy and sad.
It was almost a conditioned reflex, and Shi Yi had the illusion that he had done something wrong for a moment.
What was it? Zhang Lulu? Did the school call the parents again to move? Or was it that she was finally going to talk to her about her relationship with Si Tian
Shi Yi intuitively thought it was the latter.
Fang Ruohua taught her how to distinguish right from wrong since she was young. Even if it was for the purpose of asking her to protect herself, Fang Ruohua would never think that helping Zhang Lulu was a wrong thing and criticize herself for it.
Shi Yi prepared for the worst.
She really thought she was prepared. After all, Fang Ruohua had tested her more than once, and there was only a thin layer of window paper between them. But when the car really drove into the Xiang family villa, she just had to step out of the car, step on the ground, and really face it. She suddenly realized that if possible, she actually wanted to sit here like this, until the end of time.
It turned out that she was not as brave as she thought.
She didn't know why. She felt she had done nothing wrong, but for no reason, she felt guilty, scared, and ashamed. www.
The phone screen lit up, and a message notification pop-up appeared. It was Fu Shitian asking her, "Have you arrived?" followed by a smiley face.
Shi Yi stared at him, lowered her eyelashes and chuckled softly, her dark eyes gradually cleared up, revealing her determination. She picked up her phone and replied with two words "I'm here." Then, without giving herself time to hesitate, she opened the car door and got out.
The rain had been falling for a long time, and the midsummer night was actually a bit chilly. Shi Yi touched his arm, straightened his back, walked around the garage, walked across the lawn, and entered the brightly lit villa.
In the hall of the villa, as soon as her younger sister Jiajia saw her, she staggered towards her. She had just learned to walk, and Shi Yi was afraid that she would fall, so he quickly took two steps, squatted down, and caught her.
The little guy bumped into her arms, giggled happily, called "sister" in a vague baby voice, and buried his head in her and refused to get up.
Shi Yi picked her up and looked at Xiang Ye who was watching them from a distance, and greeted him: "Uncle."
Xiang Ye smiled and said, "This devil, he tricked me into hugging her again. Have you eaten?"
"We've eaten." Shi Yi walked in holding Jia Jia, his eyes fell on the stairs, and asked, "Is my mother upstairs?"
Xiang Ye's eyes followed her upwards, "Yes, she is waiting for you in the study." After a pause, he lowered his eyes and asked Shi Yi in a low voice, "What happened to you? I think she is in a bad mood recently."
Shi Yi frowned, shook his head and didn't answer. He just handed Jia Jia to him and said, "Then I'll go up and take a look."
She put her hand on her chest, where she wore a necklace Fu Shitian had given her on their first anniversary, and walked up to the door of the study. She stood there in silence for two seconds, then raised her hand and knocked on the door: "Mom, it's me."
Fang Ruohua responded slowly: "Come in."
Shi Yi pushed the door open and saw Fang Ruohua sitting on the sofa next to the desk in a long skirt. She was closing the book on her knees, putting it on the coffee table, and looking up at her.
Shi Yi noticed that what she was looking through was an album that contained her photos from childhood to adulthood. She walked to the single sofa next to Fang Ruohua and sat down, responding to Fang Ruohua's gaze without dodging or avoiding.
Fang Ruohua's face was indifferent, and she looked at her with complicated and deep eyes, as if she wanted to get to know this child whom she had raised all over again.
Shi Yi's back stiffened and his throat choked. He tried to move his lips, but then fell silent again, lowering his eyes and allowing her to examine him.
After several seconds, Fang Ruohua asked, "Have you eaten?"
Shi Yi nodded: "I ate it."
"Your counselor called me and told me about what you did online and asked me to advise you." Fang Ruohua poured a small cup of tea and pushed it in front of Shi Yi.
Shi Yi looked at her, his fingers resting on the teacup. He had no appetite to drink at all, and waited nervously for her next words.
Fang Ruohua poured herself a cup as well, and said as she poured, "I've heard about that incident these past two days, but I didn't expect you to be involved. There's nothing wrong with helping your classmates, just know when to stop and protect yourself, and I won't interfere with you."
Shi Yi didn't feel relaxed at all, and said dryly, "Thank you, Mom."
Fang Ruohua stroked the cup with her hands, neither drinking tea nor responding to her. The air became inexplicably quiet, and Shi Yi had the illusion that their breathing became clearly audible.
It seems as if it is stained with emotions, gloomy.
Finally, Fang Ruohua spoke again in a low voice: "But he told me another thing. I think it is necessary to talk to you."
She raised her eyes, looked straight into Shi Yi's eyes, and asked, "He told me to notice that you were dating a girl too closely at school, and classmates all said that you... were homosexuals." Her voice became softer and softer, as if she couldn't believe it, but also as if she was expecting Shi Yi to give her a negative answer, "Is it true?"
Shi Yi finally lost the courage to look her in the eye and hastily avoided her gaze, unable to respond with a single "yes" or even a single "no".
It felt like my throat was suddenly strangled, even breathing through the trachea became difficult, and my eye sockets became sore.
She would rather Fang Ruohua scolded her and accused her in a tougher manner than have her face such unwillingness to believe and self-deceiving expectations.
"I'm sorry." She opened her lips with difficulty.
Fang Ruohua looked at her without blinking, her fingertips touching the teacup turned white from the force, and the light in her eyes dimmed completely.
"Is it Fu Shitian?" she asked.
Shi Yi admitted: "Yes."
Fang Ruohua held the teacup with her five fingers, and the rim of the cup slid along her skin and deeply into the palm of her hand. The tea flowed down her palm and across her wrist, wet, like blood flowing from her heart.
Since she first found Fu Shitian's photo on Shi Yi's bedside table during the summer vacation, she had been preparing herself mentally for a long time. But until this moment, she found that she was still too sad, too sad. She knew that parents should understand that children are independent individuals from birth, and parents should not have too many expectations and demands on them. However, she has been thinking about Shi Yi and doing things for Shi Yi for half her life. Until this moment, she was still thinking about her. Shi Yi knew what kind of suffering she had gone through and what kind of hope she had. When he made such a choice and accepted such love, did he consider her feelings at all
"You disappoint me so much." There was an uncontrollable sob in her voice.
In an instant, Shi Yi's tears, which she had been holding back from the beginning, fell down, and her heart was broken. This word of "disappointment" was too heavy. In the whole world, she was the one who wanted Fang Ruohua to be happy the most. She had tried so hard for so long. But she still let her down.
She gritted her teeth, her voice hoarse, and apologized again: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry, mom, I'm sorry..."
Fang Ruohua turned her head away and didn't want to look at her. Tears fell down her face and she raised her hand to wipe them away quickly.
Shi Yi looked at her, bit his lip, and tears flowed silently.
After several seconds, Fang Ruohua took a deep breath, as if calming down a little, and turned back to order her: "Break up with her."
Shi Yi's back straightened up in an instant, her eyes turned red, and her misty eyes were full of guilt, but she still shook her head firmly: "I'm sorry, Mom, I can't do it."
"I'm sorry, I can't do it." It was this sentence again. Shi Yuanmian also said this to her. While saying sorry to her, he was hurting her and disgusting her, making her live half in a nightmare from which she could not wake up.
Fang Ruohua's temples were throbbing, and she tightened her grip on the teacup with her five fingers. Her chest felt stuffy and painful, and she barely managed to control her urge to get angry. This shouldn't be possible. I can't vent my anger on others. I can't be selfish.
"Shi Yi, I didn't know you were such an imprudent child. Do you really know what you are doing now and what you will face in the future?"
Shi Yi sniffed, trying to calm herself down, and tried to persuade Fang Ruohua with a more mature attitude: "Mom, I know. I tried to refuse, but I couldn't. I really... really like her. I'm not with her on impulse, I've thought it over carefully, and I want to be with her for the rest of my life."
"How old are you now? Do you know how long a person's life is? How many people will you meet in your life? How many possibilities are there? You don't have to be with her, so why don't you give yourself another chance to choose."
"Then why can't you give her the same chance? It's rare to meet someone you like, isn't it? Instead of pinning your hopes on a possibility that you don't know if it really exists, it's better to cherish the present, isn't it? Mom, you taught me that people should know how to be content."
Fang Ruohua said in a deep voice, word by word: "I have also taught you to turn back when you are lost and to stop when you are satisfied. Shi Yi, don't use what I said to refute me."
Shi Yi choked up his throat and whispered, "I'm sorry."
"Shi Yi, life is a process of going through stages. There is no obstacle that cannot be overcome and no one that cannot be separated from you in this world. Choosing a suitable partner can make your future life much easier and happier. I don't want you to waste your time on the wrong person. It's not too late to withdraw now."
"She is not the wrong person. I chose her and I am very happy now."
"That's because you haven't graduated yet and haven't really come into contact with society. Not to mention how many rumors you two girls will face together, just the fact that whether two people can live happily together is not just determined by the two of you. There are also two families involved. How much do you know about her? Is the girl you know the real her?"
Shi Yi opened his lips to refute, but suddenly realized what was going on and asked in surprise, "What do you mean?"
Fang Ruohua frowned and said, "Do you know that her current parents are not her biological parents, but her uncle and aunt, and her biological father is a murderer?"
"Have you investigated her?" Shi Yi's face suddenly darkened.
Fang Ruohua did not deny it.
Shi Yi was suddenly heartbroken, for the present Fu Shitian, and also for the past Fu Shitian. She was so beautiful and worked so hard, but why did the past not let her go? How long would the past drag her down? "Mom, you're going too far. You're violating my privacy." She rarely spoke loudly to Fang Ruohua.
Fang Ruohua's eyes also turned cold, and she was chilled by her attitude.
"If possible, I hope I don't have to do this."
Shi Yi realized that his attitude was bad, and he tried to suppress it, softening his tone and saying, "Mom, I know all this. I chose her knowing all this."
Fang Ruohua was stunned, and then sighed even more tiredly: "Shi Yi, do you think you can be the savior?"
Shi Yi said: "I am not, and she doesn't need it..."
"Whether she needs it or not is not up to you. Shi Yi, you are too naive. Is it because I protected you too well that I have made you so unsophisticated now?"
"It's not a bad thing to have a pure heart."
"So you must insist on having your own way, right?"
Shi Yi was silent for a moment, and then said, "I'm sorry..."
Fang Ruohua put down the cup in her hand, her palm numb with pain. She raised her hand to support her forehead, then quickly put it down again, her nails piercing the wound of her heart. She finally steadied her voice and said, "Shi Yi, you are grown up now and have your own ideas. I can't convince you."
"But, I'm your mother, and I can't just sit there and watch you go down this path to the end."
"Since neither of us can convince the other, you can go."
Shi Yi looked at Fang Ruohua in disbelief. His breathing stopped. He moved his lips but no sound came out.
Mom, don’t you want her anymore
Fang Ruohua's eyes fell on the photo album and he stopped looking at her: "Three years, I'll give you three years, and you'll give me three years. During these three years, we won't have any contact."
"Three years later, if you are still together and you bring her back, I wish you all the best."
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