His voice suddenly increased, which shocked Song Yan who was waiting outside.
Song Yan clenched his fists and wanted to push the door open, but he still warned himself not to move.
He thought he should wait.
He was afraid that he would make matters worse by rushing in now.
After Yan Zhuo finished yelling that sentence, Liu Yan fell silent, and then there was a dead silence in the classroom.
Tears condensed into scratches on her face, and they were deeply embedded in her face, making it unbearable to watch.
Yan Zhuo closed his eyes.
Obviously he was the most wronged one.
He just likes Song Yan, why is it abnormal, why is he rebellious, why is he going to be blamed.
He was clearly right.
Yan Zhuo opened his eyes, and suddenly said: "I'm right, I like that he didn't steal, rob, or hurt anyone, so I'm right."
Liu Yan thought he was being stubborn, and spared no effort to find a breakthrough. She thought for a while and asked, "Where are Song Yan's family members, do they all know about you?"
"Know."
"His parents agree?" Liu Yan said incredulously, "Isn't this pushing the child into the fire pit..."
Yan Zhuo frowned, and the anger rose immediately. He tried his best to suppress his emotions: "Why don't you agree? The relationship is between the two of us. Why should he disagree with it?"
Liu Yan was stunned by him and was speechless for a while. After a long time, she said: "But Yan Zhuo, I can't leave you alone. I am your only relative and your mother, so the relationship between the two of you... I can't admit it."
Yan Zhuo said coldly: "No need."
He never used other people's blessings.
That's the most useless thing.
Liu Yan's heart was full of pain, maybe this is the sorrow of being a mother, who is devoted to the good of the child but is not understood.
But what was wrong with her, she just hoped that Yan Zhuo would be good and that he would not be discriminated against.
She spoke earnestly in a hoarse voice: "If you don't have children, you won't understand. You can't just live for your own selfishness in this world. Everyone has their own responsibilities. Think about your father, think about your grandpa...they—"
Liu Yan suddenly fell silent.
"Love can't be eaten, you are your father's only son, you have to do it for—"
Yan Zhuo annoyed her the most when she mentioned his father, so he interrupted her: "Is it that important?"
Pass on from generation to generation.
Liu Yan frowned: "It's important."
“It’s also important to see what other people see,” she said.
"So I should force myself to be what you call a normal person?"
Yan Zhuo took a deep breath.
"I don't want to," he raised his voice sharply, "I don't want to. I'd rather be a different species than be what you call a normal! Normal person!"
The voice became louder and louder, Song Yan couldn't bear it anymore, he opened the door and broke in.
Whatever parenting and respect for elders, go to him/damn it. Preventing Yan Zhuo from being wronged is the most important thing for him right now.
After Yan Zhuo said those four words, his eyes turned red instantly. He looked at Song Yan who came in suddenly, as if he had been greatly bullied.
Song Yan walked up to him and held his hand tightly.
Don't cry, he thought, don't cry.
When you cry, I feel that the world has failed you.
"I don't want to." Yan Zhuo repeated to him again.
"I know." Song Yan said.
"I do not want to."
"Okay, okay, Yan Zhuo, don't say any more." Song Yan knew he was wronged.
Holding him in his arms, Song Yan said softly, "It's okay, I'm here."
In the past, Yan Zhuo felt that Song Yan smelled good, and this would be even more comforting.
He was breathing greedily, panting heavily.
Liu Yan couldn't see the two of them like this, so she tried her best to restrain her emotions and said, "Yanyan, maybe you don't understand it yet, but mom is doing it for your own good."
Liu Yan said, "How can the two of you be happy together?"
This sentence was so ridiculous that Yan Zhuo closed his eyes deeply.
Even if Liu Yan managed him for a day all these years, he would not be so disgusted with Liu Yan's preaching.
He would feel that Liu Yan was really worried about him, even if it was just wishful thinking for his own good.
Yan Zhuo's Adam's apple twitched. In fact, he was also very wronged, but he was used to not talking. Don't say it, it seems that there is still a chance to save everything.
There is simply another person who has seen through the sadness under his silence, and will give him warmth and embrace when he can't suppress himself.
This is something he never dared to think about before.
Yan Zhuo bit his lip tightly, suppressing his urge to cry.
Song Yan covered Yan Zhuo's ears, letting him concentrate for a while, and gently patted his back with his hands to comfort him.
Seeing the two of them being intimate, Liu Yan felt mixed feelings in her heart. Xiao Song was a good boy, and he could see that he liked Yan Zhuo very much and took good care of him. However, just because of this, the relationship between the two of them seemed even sadder.
"Auntie," Song Yan said suddenly, "Happiness is not for others to see. Only the person involved can experience happiness."
Liu Yan was taken aback, and after a long time she asked, "What about ten or twenty years later? Do you think you still think so?"
Song Yan looked at her and said honestly: "I don't know."
That's too far away.
"So, how can you let me rest assured?"
Song Yan looked at her calmly, without refuting anything.
When Liu Yan was persuaded, he continued: "Ten or twenty years later, when you are forty or fifty years old, and you suddenly want to have a child of your own and live a normal life, then... you can go back." Go? Raise children to look after their old age, this four-character motto has lasted for thousands of years, and it’s not unreasonable.”
It is true that everyone will be responsible for the road they choose, but knowing that it is a road of no return, she has to go further and further. As an elder, how can she stand on the sidelines and keep silent to remind her.
Song Yanshuer understood her real concerns, and he said frankly: "Auntie, you know, I am an orphan, and I was abandoned by my parents when I was very young. I have no disease and IQ, but I am still like garbage. It was thrown away."
Hearing what he said, Yan Zhuo held his hand worriedly.
Song Yan squeezed his hand, signaling him to be at ease.
"So, when they abandoned me, didn't they think about the principle of raising children to protect their old age? I don't think so. Maybe they have something to hide, maybe they can't afford it, or maybe they really have to-"
"I never thought that raising children would definitely prevent old age, and I also don't think that every decision of parents is for the good of their children. In this life, people can only rely on themselves, so in order to make yourself happy and not so tiring, why not Choose the partner you want."
It has nothing to do with gender.
I love you, only with you.
…
Probably this is the difference between the 60s and 90s, until the end, no one could convince anyone.
Back in the dormitory, Song Yan sat silently beside the bed without saying a word, it was rare that he was not with Yan Zhuopong.
Yan Zhuo thought he was angry, very angry, very angry, walked slowly to his side, hooked his finger around his little finger, and asked softly: "What are you thinking?"
Song Yan pulled him to sit on her lap and said, "I'm thinking...how can I comfort you."
Yan Zhuo hooked his neck: "I don't need to comfort you..."
No wonder.
Song Yan pinched his nose and said with a smile, "Why are you so awkward."
Without hesitation, Yan Zhuo said, "Why are you so domineering."
"Because I love you."
"..."
A blush gradually climbed onto Yan Zhuo's face, he pursed his lips and smiled.
Song Yan continued to tease him: "Why are you so handsome?"
"Because I follow you."
Song Yan gave a short laugh, and gently hugged him in his arms.
"Still angry?" he asked.
Yan Zhuo shook his head, he was already fine. Song Yan spared no effort to feed him sugar, wanting him to be sweet, how could he not accept it.
The next day, Liu Yan was going back, so Yan Zhuo went to see her off. As for his relationship with Song Yan, Liu Yan still couldn't accept it from the beginning to the end.
She sighed, feeling deeply tired, she might as well not have come if she had known this.
She reminded Yan Zhuo: "Think about your dad, how are you going to meet him in the future, you have to tell him, have you fallen in love with a man? Yan Zhuo, that's not possible."
Yan Zhuo didn't want to discuss this with her, he just wanted to send her An Sheng away, he didn't want to quarrel or make trouble.
After a while, the car arrived. Liu Yan got into the car and held the window of the car, hesitating to speak.
She hasn't heard Yan Zhuo's reply yet.
"What's wrong?" Yan Zhuo asked strangely.
"I-"
never mind.
Liu Yan said, "Take good care of yourself."
Yan Zhuo nodded, and gave her a faint smile: "Slow down on your way, goodbye."
"Yanyan..."
Yan Zhuo turned and left.
"Yan Yan!"
Yan Zhuo's footsteps faltered and he didn't look back, he suddenly figured out something.
"I will take him to meet my dad." Yan Zhuo said, "I will tell my dad that I love him."