[6]
The small town is small, and you can meet acquaintances from time to time.
Liao Nanqing never thought that he would meet his former neighbor, Auntie Zhang, in the stationery store.
Aunt Zhang and Su Ya belong to the same dance team. Today, she came to Su Ya specially to send home hand-made wine-stuffed steamed buns. Originally, he came with a smile, but when he saw Liao Nanqing, the corner of his mouth fell instantly. She twitched the corners of her mouth half-smile, with a hint of gossip, and looked at Su Ya who was peeling apples for them: "Little Liao is here too, Aya, do you know each other?"
Liao Nanqing was stunned, and hurriedly lowered his head, his fingertips began to tremble slightly.
The face in front of her was no different from eight years ago, and even the marks of the years made her clearer.
Su Ya, who didn't know the inside story, put down the apple in the fruit bowl, and took out a tissue to wipe her hands: "It's my nephew's friend. He always helps me come to the store recently. He's a good boy, do you know each other?"
"Oh, we used to be neighbors." Aunt Zhang glanced at Liao Nanqing, her eyes were not very friendly. She changed her friendly face, took Su Ya's hand, and said affectionately, "The math class you recommended to my little granddaughter last time was very good, and her grades have improved a lot. Today I made a small snack at home and brought it to you. Try it."
As he spoke, it seemed like something was taboo, and he left in a hurry.
Su Ya remembered about the dance team, and chased after her and said a few words to her. From far away, Liao Nanqing couldn't hear what they were talking about, but during the period, Su Ya looked back at him.
Liao Nanqing was always sensitive. Su Ya's attention made the soles of his feet numb, and a fire was extinguished in his heart. He hurriedly put the practice papers into his backpack.
"Are you going back?" Su Beimo had a disaster movie on his notebook. He took off his earphones and looked at Liao Nanqing, who was hesitant to say anything.
Following Liao Nanqing's line of sight, Subeimo also noticed that Aunt Zhang who looked bad.
"What's wrong?"
"It's nothing. I have something to do today, so I'll go first."
"Liao Nanqing!" Subei Mo could feel that Liao Nanqing had something to do. He looked like he was going to flee, wishing he could fly away with wings.
Liao Nanqing squeezed the shoulder straps of the backpack, took two steps, and looked back at Subeimo again. There are many unexplainable meanings in those eyes. Like the movie on the screen, the storm was violent and thunderous. The rumbling trees crushed the calm, and the tide swept through, smashing the once beautiful town.
And the appearance of Aunt Zhang, in Liao Nanqing's heart, is not much better than this disaster film. Even Liao Nanqing was even more afraid of her appearance.
Just because this person knows about all the accidents, she will tell Su Ya all of them together with false information, and then Subei Mo will know too.
Soon, Liao Nanqing will lose the friend of Subei Mo and accept the same contemptuous gaze.
Even if you don't say it today, you will say it tomorrow, and you can say it the day after.
Because back then, she was the one who told the secret.
The nightmare that made him unforgettable after eight whole years, the beginning of all the rumors.
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Su Ya returned to the stationery store with a solemn expression and pushed the glass door. She noticed that Liao Nanqing had already returned. She and Aunt Zhang chatted outside for about 20 minutes under the sun.
Su Ya wiped the sweat from her forehead with a tissue, sat down thoughtfully, and sighed.
"Just now, Xiao Zhang told me..." The tissue in Su Ya's palm was kneaded into a ball, and she recounted the matter in a different way, "Do you remember that eight years ago, we had a big news here? A lot of reports have made people panic.”
Subei Mo was not very impressed with the news from eight years ago.
At that time, he was in the third year of junior high school, and he went out early and returned home to study every day. If there is only one big news that has an impression on me, it is a panic-stricken murder case that happened in the town that year.
The perpetrator killed the neighbor.
As for the motive for the crime, the criminal didn't say a word, and his spirit was impacted. However, after investigation, it was found that the victim was the criminal's creditor. He repeatedly came to provoke him and had many conflicts with the criminal's family. Moreover, in the family members of the criminals, there are traces of being injured by others.
For the specific reason, Subei Mo didn't care too much.
"That murderer is Nan Qing's father."
Subei Mo only felt something stiff in his heart, and it snapped.
Su Ya hesitantly said: "There is one thing that the news doesn't report much. That is, his father killed someone for him. Because of that person, he, he seems to have taken Nan Qing... to him... "
Subei Mo took a deep breath, and Su Ya's endless hesitation and surprise reflected in his eyes.
Su Ya shook her head, "Hey, I can't say it."
And how did they spread the word.
Treating this pain as a joke, a slur to pass the time after a meal, piled up over time, pressing down on Liao Nanqing, crushing him and defeating him.
Subei Mo's heart tingled, he finally knew why they called Liao Nanqing a 'little prisoner'. No wonder everyone alienated him and laughed at him. Liao Nanqing's father murdered someone, and the guilt was bad, and he was finally given a suspended death sentence for various reasons.
Whatever the reason, as long as you break the law, you will be punished, this is the same principle, and no one can refute it. Liao Nanqing's father chose to act extreme, causing his children to suffer from gossip for so many years. To investigate its source, he may be pitiful, but he is indeed breaking the law.
And Liao Nanqing was the victim in this incident.
"Auntie, don't spread rumors about some things." Su Beimo said in a heavy voice, "The rumors spread so much, the fake ones will become real."
Su Ya nodded: "I know, but if this is true, then Nan Qing is too pitiful." She remembered Aunt Zhang's disdainful and disgusting eyes when she said this, and her heart was full of powerlessness. It is obvious that Liao Nanqing is the real victim, but he is worthless by these rumors.
Aunt Zhang said these things just because she wanted Su Ya to join the camp she thought was right.
They didn't know that the Su family was friendly, but they felt a little more distressed for Liao Nanqing.
Subei Mo is even more so, he said to Su Ya, "Even if it's true, he shouldn't suffer these injuries."
The next day, Liao Nanqing did not come to the stationery store.
Subei Mo waited left and right, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and sent a message to Liao Nanqing: [Not coming today? ]
About ten minutes later, Liao Nanqing replied: [Can I still come? ]
Subei Mo replied in seconds: [Why not? ]
Liao Nanqing didn't reply anymore, he didn't know what to say. He should ask Subeimo if he knew about those rumors, and he should also ask if Subeimo had an opinion on him.
But after seeing the message from Subei Mo, Liao Nanqing's heart was burning like a pot of boiling water.
Continue to heat up until the water vapor comes out.
It was Subei Mo who sent him a message again: [Anyway, you are my friend. You are welcome to come to my house for dinner and maybe buy some fish tonight. ]
Liao Nanqing squatted in the corner of the room, looking at the screen of his mobile phone, his eyes were wet. He rubbed his eyes, repeatedly touched every word on the screen, and read this message many times like a treasure, and he will remember it for many years. I remember clearly, this Subei Mo who took the initiative to reach out and pull himself.
long time.
Subei Mo's cell phone rang: [I want to accompany you to buy fish. ]
Subei Mo raised the corners of his mouth and typed numbly: [Well, the stationery store is waiting for you. ]
Liao Nanqing has never heard the word 'waiting for you' since he was ten years old.
He had no friends, no family, and no one truly loved him from that moment on. Even for a long time, his father refused to visit him. Time is the shackles that trapped all his youthful beauty. Everything about him seemed to be stuck at the age of ten, that silent noon that day.
It's still a hot summer, and the smell of blood is disgusting. The mistake starts now.
Liao Nanqing was forced to cover his eyes, and that person seemed to be grandma.
She shouted over and over again, heartbreakingly: "A sin, a sin—"
The shout echoed in his ears, filling his brain, making his ears reverberate with endless tones. His hands and feet were cold, but sweat started to fall from the tips of his hair. He heard his father's voice, through the empty solitude, into his world, and said to him: "Nanqing, I'm sorry..."
In the wrong way, to protect you.
I'm sorry, Nan Qing.
I'm sorry daddy...
The sky is cloudless, and the surroundings are as quiet as a dream. He never saw that cruel scene, thanks to grandma covering his eyes in time. But he knew that his father collapsed at that moment, and once he let go, he could not turn back even if he regretted it. His spirit was completely broken by a beam. With a bang, he was shattered to pieces.
Their family will be crushed, there is no room to turn over.
And the ultimate fuse lies in him. It is he, Liao Nanqing, who detonated all these disasters!
He regrets it a lot, regrets a lot, and the most regret is that he didn't stop Dad.
Liao Nanqing rushed to the bathroom to take a shower and changed his sweaty short sleeves.
He tried hard not to recall those dark memories, he longed for a new life, and there was Subei Mo in the new life. He knew that he was wrong, but he couldn't help wanting to be with Subei Mo.
He couldn't wait to see Subei Mo.
He didn't even bring a backpack and walked straight out of the house.
Running like the wind, Subei Mo was really waiting for him in the stationery store. The suitable color came into sight, and Subei Mo was leaning on the chair and watching a movie lazily.
Seeing Liao Nanqing coming, Subei Mo waved to him. Liao Nanqing walked over honestly, and Subei Mo threw a bag of bread into his arms: "There are still 20 minutes in this movie, wait for me."
The bread is stuffed with red bean, and Liao Nanqing likes this flavor.
"I'll watch it with you." Liao Nanqing moved over nervously and looked at the screen, but he was actually peeking at Subei Mo.
He was as timid as a mouse, but in terms of approaching Subei Mo, his courage was shattered.
"Liao Nanqing."
"Huh?" he responded nervously.
"Did you become a thief last night? Look at your dark circles." Su Beimo reached out and pushed his forehead, "Don't look, let's go, let's go to the vegetable market."
"There's only so much left..." Liao Nanqing thought that he was waiting here, before Subeimo turned off the computer first.
However, Subei Mo just told him peacefully: "It's too hot today, I kind of want to eat watermelon."
"I'll buy it for you." Liao Nanqing said quickly, "I'll buy you whatever you want!"
You are my only friend. Even this kind of feeling is about to surpass friends and become sustenance.
This thought was terrifying, and Liao Nanqing hesitated for a moment.
But before falling into a terrifying endless loop, Su Beimo pulled his arm: "Buy me the biggest one." This tone was very flat, and if you listened carefully, it sounded like a 'baby'? The voice crawled across the lengthy timeline, occupying all of Liao Nanqing's sanity.
But Subei Mo will not act like a spoiled child. This is just a beautiful illusion of Liao Nanqing, but it is not a derogatory meaning.
At the entrance of the vegetable market, Liao Nanqing recalled Subei Mo's tone vaguely, found a fruit shop and bought watermelons. He picked the biggest one. The watermelon in season is not expensive, and it is the best snack to cool off the heat.
Subei Mo wanted to help him get it, but he wouldn't let it.
An acquaintance suddenly followed behind, and Subeimo recognized him. It was a boy headed by the little three-year-old students who had bullied Liao Nanqing at school.
"Hey, from the stationery store! Do you know that his father is a prisoner of labor reform! The kind who can kill!" Lively, they whispered.
Intricately whispered into his ears.
Liao Nanqing's heart fell, and his face was ugly. He was holding the watermelon, and his body was as heavy as lead. In an instant, he hardly dared to look at Subei Mo's expression. The whispers of the onlookers, the bad eyes, and the endless rumors. As long as he is with him, Subei Mo will encounter these sooner or later.
He brought it.
"Do you know how dirty he is! Do you think you are a good guy?" The boy seemed to be about to reveal a big secret. It was extremely dirty, but it was the gossip that the world likes to talk about.
Liao Nanqing turned away in a panic, his shoulders trembled suddenly, he just felt that he couldn't even swallow his saliva, it was stuck in his throat, and it was blocked badly. His mind was full of confusion: what if Subei Mo hates me
What if Subei Mo repents
Can't make him say... Absolutely can't...
Liao Nanqing clenched his fists tightly, his palms were sweaty, the watermelon he was holding fell to the ground, smashing a big hole. The bright red melon naan is sweet and sweet, but it cannot replace the tense and depressing atmosphere. Liao Nanqing was told for so many years, he was not afraid, but he was afraid that Subei Mo would mind.
But always, the sound will get louder and louder, filling his thin auricles.
"When this little prisoner was a kid—"
Snapped.
A fish wrapped in a nylon bag was thrown on the boy's face. Subeimo's eyes were calm and calm, like a boulder hidden behind a storm, motionless. He is tall enough to make these thin boys fear.
"Shut up," he said slowly.
The boy was frightened by his expression, turned around and left. Subei Mo tilted his head and strode over to stop the boy. The boy took two steps back and said vigilantly, "What do you want?"
"I'll trouble him later, and I'll let you know what real violence is." Su Bei Mo sullenly, glanced at the boy out of the corner of his eye, like looking at a piece of garbage. He bumped into the boy who didn't dare to say a word, and tutted more than a ruffian. Not to say that he is ferocious, but his aura is very strong.
The boy threw a swear word and ran away, and even turned around and took a sip.
Subei Mo bent down and picked up the fish, and threw it into the trash can. Being disgusted by these people made him disgusted with the fish. He turned around, and Liao Nanqing stood there and looked at him with red eyes.
Subei Mo said, "Let's go."
Liao Nanqing stood for a while, then nodded vigorously. Under the gaze of most onlookers, he ran over, hesitated for a long time, then reached out his hand in awe, and carefully pulled at the corner of Subei Mo's shirt. This action used up all his courage. So humble, so timid, yet so brave.
Will he shake himself off
He thought about it this way, and thought about this question countless times in his mind.
But Subei Mo not only didn't wave his hand, but held it, squeezed it hard, giving him enough strength, and finally patted him on the back: "raise your head, don't be a coward."
"I'm here," he said.
For Liao Nanqing, it was a closed prison that opened a door, leaked light, and was inviting him out.
He also tried hard to get close to that light and go out with him.