He couldn't finish eating, so Yan Zhuo was temporarily called away by his mother's phone call.
It was windy at night in early summer, and the cool breeze entered the lungs as soon as he went out. It may be that he had a fever and hadn't completely recovered. Yan Zhuo wrapped his shirt tightly but still didn't feel warm at all.
The hotel where Liu Yan lives is not far from their school, and it takes only ten minutes to walk there.
Liu Yan was very happy to see him coming, so she asked him to sit down.
Yan Zhuo randomly found a chair and sat down, and asked, "Where is Qin Yu? You don't live in the same room?"
"No," Liu Yan said, "Young people value privacy and like to live by themselves."
Yan Zhuo nodded, expressing his understanding. As for Liu Yan's character who likes to break the casserole and ask the bottom line, no one can stand it.
Liu Yan saw that he took the initiative to mention Qin Yu, so she followed along and asked, "What do you think of Xiao Xi?"
"fine."
It's very good, but there is something interesting, Liu Yan blinked: "Then...are you interested in continuing to develop?"
Yan Zhuo pretended to be stupid: "How to develop?"
"This child is of course a virgin."
Yan Zhuo suddenly said: "Oh." He raised his eyebrows: "Good friends are fine, but girlfriends are fine."
As soon as Liu Yan heard him say this, she became anxious: "Why don't you forget it?"
She frowned and said, "Xiao Xie is so suitable for you, she is so beautiful and you still don't like her, so what do you like?"
Yan Zhuo didn't know how to explain to her that these were two different things, so he confessed, "We don't call."
He paused and said, "I have someone I like."
Liu Yan was stunned for a moment, and smiled suddenly, regardless of whether the two were together or not, she asked: "Really, it's a good relationship, how old are you, and what do you do at home?"
She asked carefully, but Yan Zhuo didn't want to answer, he avoided the important and said lightly: "Older than me."
"It's older than you..." Liu Yan hesitated, and said after a while: "It's good to be able to love others when you are older. My Xiaoyan has no mother by her side since she was a child, so she should find someone who can take care of her."
Her eyes were sincere and pitiful, and there was a look of shame, as if she was repenting for the years that she could not accompany him.
Once Liu Yan was like this, Yan Zhuo couldn't say anything. He lowered his eyes and sighed: "Mom, I'm sleepy, go to bed early, I'm going back."
Liu Yan patted his head affectionately, she just wanted to have a few more words with Yan Zhuo, and now she has fulfilled her wish.
"Go back," she said, "be careful on the road."
The next day, Zhou Yang learned that Yan Zhuo's mother had come, so he enthusiastically insisted on treating them to a meal. Yan Zhuo didn't think it was necessary at first, but after being tortured by him, he agreed.
"This is my good brother," Zhou Yang put his arms around his shoulders, "My brother is my mother, how can I not greet my mother when she comes."
"..."
The meal was set at a nearby private restaurant, and there were many people, including the teachers of the school.
They said it was to welcome Liu Yan, but in fact everyone hadn't met for a long time, so they just took this opportunity to have a good chat. During the banquet, there was joking and joking, squabbling and twittering.
Song Yan's ears hurt from the noise, he said hello to Yan Zhuo and went out to smoke.
In fact, he has been quitting for several years, but for some reason, he especially wants to get one again today.
Probably... homesick.
The more lively the more homesick.
Song Qiao hadn't contacted him since he returned to Nancheng. It doesn't matter, as long as he is happy, in fact, Song Qiao still hates him, he knows it all.
Song Yan sighed, smoking a cigarette restlessly.
"Are you okay?" Yan Zhuo suddenly walked over and walked beside him.
Song Yan smiled at him: "Very good."
"Yeah?"
There was no one on the side of the emergency passage, Yan Zhuo leaned his head on his shoulder and snuggled up to him.
"Do you have something on your mind?" Yan Zhuo said, "I feel that you are not happy."
Song Yan was afraid that he would think too much, so he denied it and said, "It's nothing, it's just that I didn't sleep well yesterday and I'm a little tired."
Yan Zhuo raised his head, stared at him carefully for a while, then narrowed his eyes after a long time: "Well, I'm a little tired."
"Heh." Song Yan put out the cigarette butt, kissed his forehead, "Go in."
"good."
As soon as Yan Zhuo came in here, Xiao Zhu over there drank happily, mouthful after mouthful, wishing he could swallow even the wine and the bottle.
Liu Yan couldn't see the young man spoiling her stomach so much, and she didn't bother to care about it after several words of persuasion, but no one listened.
On the way, Liu Yan went to the toilet. When she came out of the toilet, she happened to run into Xiao Zhu who had just vomited and was rinsing her mouth.
Seeing her make a big bow, Xiao Zhu rolled her tongue and howled, "Hello, Auntie!"
Liu Yan was taken aback by him, patted her chest and said, "Hello..."
"Drink less," Liu Yan said, "It hurts to be drunk..."
She liked it endlessly, and couldn't help sighing: "Oh, it's a good thing that Yan Zhuo doesn't follow his father, he doesn't like drinking very much, and he has no one around now, who will take care of him."
Xiao Zhu chuckled: "It's okay, there is Mr. Song, Mr. Song is not willing to make Yan Zhuo hiccup..."
Liu Yan was surprised: "What does it have to do with Xiao Song?"
When Xiao Zhu drank too much, his tongue would stick out. He said: "Of course it has something to do with it. Song Yan hehe, Yan Zhuo hehehe, they are not a couple. Oh my feet hey hey..."
Zhou Yang didn't know when he came to his side, just in time to hear his words, he stretched out his heel and stomped on his feet without mercy.
"Auntie, he drank too much. I'll take him back first."
After finishing speaking, Zhou Yang twisted Xiao Zhu's arm and took him away.
Although Xiao Zhu couldn't speak clearly with her big tongue, the more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong in Liu Yan's ears.
She thought of Yan Zhuo's hesitation every time, as well as the way he and Song Yan behaved, talked and communicated...Suddenly something was caught by her, and a vague idea was sprouting, but she felt that it was impossible .
Liu Yan closed her eyes, feeling a little upset in her heart.
After dinner, a group of people walked to the school. At the fork in the road, Liu Yan, who was supposed to say goodbye, stopped Yan Zhuo and Song Yan, saying that she wanted to visit their dormitory.
As soon as Qin Yu heard what she said, she consciously went back, leaving Yan Zhuo and Song Yan staring at Liu Yan.
…
Yan Zhuo thought, if his mother went to his dormitory, everything would be messed up. He got up so fast this morning that he didn't make his bed.
After going back last night, he and Song Yan struggled for a long time,
The bed... was unbearable.
Yan Zhuo silently thought that if he refused, he had to find a suitable reason.
"Can you?" Liu Yan is very smart, knowing that he dare not talk to him, she directly passed him and said to Song Yan: "May I go and see, Auntie?"
She felt that Song Yan would definitely agree to her.
But what she didn't expect was that Song Yan refused.
"Another day, Auntie," Song Yan casually came up with a reason, "The dormitory is a little messy, I'm not ashamed."
This sentence was an excuse as soon as it was heard, which made the doubt in Liu Yan's heart deeper and clearer.
Her tone suddenly turned cold, and she said bluntly, "But I have something to say. Since we can't go to the dormitory, let's find a classroom and talk about it."
Yan Zhuo randomly found a multimedia classroom, he asked Song Yan to wait outside first, and then walked in with Liu Yan.
Now, Liu Yan didn't bother to go around anymore. As soon as she entered, she opened the door and asked, "I called you here to ask you... you and Song Yan, are you... that kind of relationship?"
Yan Zhuo could have found a reason to slip away, or he could have lied to him. But he didn't, and he admitted it without even a moment's hesitation.
"yes."
Liu Yan was dumbfounded for a moment, and asked again with a fluke mentality: "Do you know what I mean?"
"Know."
Liu Yan's eyes turned red instantly, and she murmured, "How could this be, how could this be possible."
"No, I don't agree!" She suddenly raised her voice, "You can't do this, how can you do this to your father."
Liu Yan hadn't mentioned Yan Zhuo's father for many years, and they had a bad quarrel when they divorced, and she didn't have a good impression of Yan Zhuo's father, so every time she chatted with Yan Zhuo, she would intentionally or unintentionally avoid him. But she didn't expect that today because of Yan Zhuo, she would move that person out.
Liu Yan said: "You are the only child of the Yan family, and you are going to carry on the family line for the Yan family."
Yan Zhuo was silent.
Liu Yan earnestly said: "Even if, even if you don't think about your father, you have to think about yourself. Is it safe if you don't get married?"
Yan Zhuo suddenly smiled, and said, "Marriage? Security? Then why didn't you think so much when you divorced my dad?"
"Don't make mistakes. If you can't get married, you don't have security. If you don't have children, you have no thoughts. Love will turn into family one day. How will you face it at that time?"
Yan Zhuo was speechless when she said these words: "Love is love, it's different from family affection." He said indifferently: "Also, I haven't felt much family affection since I was a child, so you don't have to worry about it, I don't have it can live."
"..." Liu Yan wiped away tears, "I know I didn't raise you up, you hate me, blame me, don't listen to me, think I'm troublesome, but even so, I'm not qualified to say something—"
Yan Zhuo interrupted her distractedly: "Then don't say it."
He didn't want to hear it anyway.
"..."
Liu Yan cried even more happily.
She sobbed and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my... It's all my fault, I didn't fulfill my responsibilities as a mother, I'm so ashamed. If I knew you would become like this, what did you say at the time, I want to take you away too..."
Yan Zhuo was tired, he said: "You don't need to do this, you really don't need to."
"I'm fine, very good, very good."
"I never blamed you for divorcing my dad. Everyone has the right to pursue happiness. If you stop loving, that's fine, that's fine. You can leave cleanly."
"But please don't... don't show up again after many years," he rolled his Adam's apple, "don't dictate my life any more."
"My child..." Liu Yan's voice trembled, she was very sad, she felt that Yan Zhuo was like this because she didn't care about Yan Zhuo since she was a child.
Liu Yan choked up and said, "It's all my mother's fault, but my mother just... just wants you to be normal, don't be so—"
"Why am I abnormal, huh? Why is it abnormal?" Yan Zhuo roared, "Is it wrong for me to like someone? Is it wrong!"