It turns out that the human heart is easy to die.
Fu Zhian sat on the steps of the school gate, the phone in his palm was terribly hot, but the text messages and phone calls he sent were all deep in the sea. The uncle of the doorman stuck his head out of the retractable iron door and shouted loudly, "The students will be reading soon. If you don't come in for a while, I won't open the door for you alone." As if he couldn't hear, Fu Zhian stood up, I felt my hand in my pocket for a long time before I remembered that I had just run so fast that I forgot to take out my schoolbag and lighter.
There is a newsstand at the entrance of the school. Fu Zhiyu handed in the money and said blankly, "Lighter."
The man sitting on the sofa tilted his head and glanced at him, and pouted his lips in disdain. He took the lighter from the shelf beside him, tried it a few times in his hand, and pouted at him: "Young man, smoke less. Let's cigarettes." Fu Zhiyu replied lightly, took the lighter and went around to the back wall of the school, trying to avoid the sight of the surrounding, he lowered his head and wanted to light the cigarette between his fingers. But because his fingers were numb and he couldn't exert any strength, Fu Zhiyu pressed it several times and failed to catch fire. He suddenly turned around and kicked the brick wall fiercely, pressing his fingers between his eyebrows and biting. The back molar cursed in a low voice.
The cigarette case in his hand was crumpled. The password to the door of Chi Yu's house was still his birthday. He opened it, but there was no one inside. There was only one slipper at the door, and the other was left alone beside the refrigerator. Fu Zhiyan could almost imagine that Chi Yu dropped the slipper as he walked, but he didn't bother to pick it up. Fu Zhiyan slid along the door and sat on the ground, raised his head and let out a long sigh, and closed his eyes as he listened to the thumping heartbeat.
The cold metal object attached to his chest was flustered, and Fu Zhiyu took the chain out of the clothes that was close to his skin, and rubbed the lettering on the inner ring of the ring with his fingertips. It was what he saw at home that night. Engraving the initials of their two surnames is probably the most romantic thing Chi Yu's iron head can think of.
Putting it on the ring finger along the edge of the finger, Fu Zhiyan lowered his eyelids and smiled, his voice hoarse: "Buy too big, fool."
I don't know how long I sat on the ground, until the door against my back made a sound, and the blood condensed in my body seemed to flow again. He stood up abruptly and was about to pounce almost the next second, but stopped the second he stretched out his hand. The man was standing at the door wearing a well-fitting suit with deep facial features. He didn't seem to expect to see him here. The man's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, revealing fine wrinkles at the ends of the eyes.
"Pay stop eucalyptus?"
Fu Zhian put the necklace hanging on his neck back into his collar. He was taught by his parents since he was a child that he must be polite to his elders. He straightened his back and stood in front of the man, using his body to block him from the door, with no intention of giving in at all. The man wasn't annoyed either. He took out a cigarette case from his pocket and said softly, "Chi Yu ran away from home."
The man sat across from him, the cigarette between his fingers wrapped around his cuff in a circle, wearing the same royal blue cufflinks as before. Fu Zhian leaned back, but he didn't expect that such an abandoned beast would love cufflinks more than his wife and son.
"I've arranged schools in the United States." Chi Yuedi brushed off the cigarette in his hand, and then said, "I'll send him there next week."
Fu Zhiyan picked up the cigarette case on the table, took one out of it and put it between his fingers: "You may not know, but I'm actually a less qualified person."
"Because you're Chi Yu's father, I'll try to be polite." Fu Zhian thought about putting down the cigarette again, "You threw him away once before, and now you want to come again."
"I don't know how you could have left him out since he was a child."
"If it were me, I would be reluctant."
Chi Yuedi raised his head and looked at him carefully for a while before he put down the cigarette, "I might be reluctant now, but I'll be reluctant in a few years."
"I'm here to talk to you from the position of a father." Chi Yuedi took off his suit and put it aside, and put his hands on his knees, "According to Chi Yu's current grades, it's impossible to pass the exam well. University, sending him abroad was the best decision."
Fu Zhiyu didn't answer, Chi Yue Di paused, and then said, "The decision I made will not be changed. If you can't figure it out, you'd better think about it hard, or you will suffer." As soon as he spoke, he planned to reach for the half-lit cigarette on the ashtray, but when he touched the cigarette holder, someone snatched it first.
"Before you want to be a father, you'd better get to know your son." Fu Zhiyu put out the remaining half of the cigarette and threw it into the ashtray, stood up and said, "Chi Yu is not used to the smell of cigarettes."
The boy's figure disappeared into the room. The man sitting on the sofa lowered his head and let out a long sigh. He took out the phone that had been vibrating for a long time from his suit pocket and put it in his ear.
"Did you get the visa?" Chi Yuedi nodded when he heard a definite answer on the phone, picked up the suit jacket beside him, and stood up. It was only until he reached the door that he spoke again: "Is there not much discrimination against homosexuals in the United States?"
In the winter night, with the penetrating chill and the frozen fingers in his pockets, Fu Zhian walked from the school to the park, and then from the park to the Internet cafe where Chi Yu usually went, but he was not there. Afraid of missing Chi Yu's information, Fu Zhian kept his cell phone on. Chen Yifang made seven calls and fifteen text messages that day, Lin Jing made two calls, and Wang Xiao made one.
The street lamps on the side of the road turned on one by one, and the soft orange light hit the ground. The snow accumulated in the clouds during the day finally fell into the sky at night. The boundless snowflakes fell in circles along the wind, and fell rustling on the shoulders and hair of the teenager, but Fu Zhian was not in the mood to appreciate it. He dragged his stiff body into the alley, but stopped when he saw the figure in the corner.
The quiet alley can only occasionally hear the sound of a car passing by. The person huddled in the corner raised his head and met Fu Zhiyan's unclear eyes. Fu Zhiyan swore that he thought in the last second that after finding Chi Yu, he would definitely scold him in the face. But looking at those black and white eyes, Fu Zhiyan only felt the heat in the corners of his eyes.
He took a few steps and stood in front of the boy and slowly squatted down. Facing the orange light, he took out the necklace on his chest. Fu Zhiyu stretched out his hand to brush off the snowflakes on the boy's brow, and said softly, "You bought a big ring. Responsible for after-sales.”
The author says:
If you read the two chapters together, you may not feel so obsessed! (Actually, Chi Yue Di is a very selfish person. He wants to be a father now, so he is paving the way for Chi Yu according to his own ideas) No abuse... It's almost over, there is nowhere to abuse! This is my first book with more than 10w words. There are problems in all aspects of the writing logic, but I still want to finish it well, so I hope it will improve in the future.