Ruan Yue froze for a moment, "Did she sue you?"
Ruan Chengyi didn't answer, but looked at her, which made her suddenly disheartened. She lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then said: "Did I say something wrong? She knew you were going to go there, so she didn't even wear the innermost underwear." , Isn't this an intention to seduce?! She thinks my words are ugly, why don't you reflect on yourself, if she wants to show some face, who can talk to her!"
"... who taught you to say this?"
Ruan Chengyi looked at her almost incredulously, he couldn't believe that such powerful words could come from the mouth of his always calm and sensible daughter.
He was suspicious of his mother
When this thought flashed, Ruan Yue felt a burst of anger welling up in her head, and said coldly: "No one taught me, I have eyes to see, and a brain to think! I'm not blind or stupid, so I don't even understand this. , so you, Dad, are in the middle of the situation, and you are moved by yourself!"
"presumptuous!"
Ruan Chengyi was also angry, so he quickly walked up to her, pointed at her and asked, "Are you saying I'm stupid? Huh? Last time I said so much, dare you not listen to a single word? After all these years, I Working hard in Ningcheng, who do your grandparents rely on at home? Don’t you rely on the neighbors to help you from time to time? If it weren’t for your Auntie Ding to help take care of me and relieve my worries, how could you and your mother live leisurely in Ningcheng? Days of abundance!"
"So you are ready to enjoy the blessings of everyone, right?!"
"Snapped!"
The loud slap echoed in the room.
When Ruan Chengyi came back to his senses, one hand was still raised in the air, he was very angry, his eyes were cold and his chest heaved.
He was used to being flattered outside, and it took many years, and no one accused him of disobedience.
Especially this person is the daughter he has always loved and loved.
With a sullen face, he clenched a slightly trembling hand and looked deeply at Ruan Yue, "Sixteen, in ancient times, it was the age when girls should talk about marriage, listen to what you say, yes What should a junior say? What are you calling me? I am your father!"
"You will soon become Ding Chuchu's father!"
Ruan Yue suddenly raised her red and swollen face that was missed, and yelled at him.
At this moment, big tears rolled down from her eye sockets, one after another, like beads, falling to the ground.
It also fell on Ruan Chengyi's heart.
Just now he raised his hand impulsively in anger, but he also regretted it a little later, but his anger took over again, he didn't want to lose his dignity in front of the child.
He really didn't expect that his slap made Ruan Yue's face swell up so quickly.
I never thought that she would be so sad...
Ding Chuchu's father
Simply nonsense!
Ruan Chengyi was angry, annoyed and distressed, and was about to open his mouth to coax his daughter, but he lost his voice when he met those eyes dimmed with tears.
Ruan Yue's tears fell down as if they were worthless. Looking at him, she stepped back and said, "Are you really my dad? You beat me for that woman. For so many years, you never hit me! Never !"
After shouting the last sentence, she turned around and ran away quickly.
"Moon!"
Ruan Chengyi chased him out, only in time to hear the sound of "Deng Deng Deng" going down the stairs.
He walked a few steps quickly, grabbed the railing and looked down, and found that Ruan Yue had already rushed to the first floor. When he heard him calling her, she didn't turn her head back, and walked through the hall to the door.
"This child!"
Ruan Chengyi went downstairs impatiently, but was stopped by Wen Ru who heard the sound and asked, "What's the matter? What happened?"
At the same time, at the railing on the third floor, Zhao Bingzhi frowned and asked, "What's the noise?!"
"Yue'er ran out."
Ruan Chengyi said in a complicated tone.
…
It's nearly nine o'clock.
Ruan Yue roamed the streets.
The tears on her face had been dried by the wind, but her thoughts were still in a mess. Ruan Chengyi slapped her hard, and the burning pain on her face kept reminding her that she was beaten.
From the previous life to the end, Ruan Chengyi never hit her.
That is, the mother, who was surrounded by gossip after the divorce, occasionally lost control of her emotions, and would attack her when depression broke out.
She must have been in pain then—
Years of harmonious marriage collapsed, and her husband, who was considered perfect by others, cheated on an uneducated and unemployed rural woman. Her in-laws let her go, her parents were shameless, and even her only daughter became increasingly rebellious and hopeless. .
She can understand that although she blames her, she doesn't blame her.
But Ruan Chengyi, it seemed like she couldn't stop blaming him.
Just thinking of his stern and ruthless look just now, she subconsciously shrunk her shoulders, as if only in this way could she gain a little sense of security.
The phone kept vibrating, but she didn't want to pick it up. When she was too tired to walk, she looked around and sat down on a stone bench.
—
Ten o'clock at night.
Lu Chen came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel, looked up at Zhang Yuan who was playing with his cell phone on the sofa, "My cell phone didn't ring, right?"
Zhang Yuan bought a plane ticket to Beijing on Monday, and temporarily stayed at their house for two days. After eating, he lay dead on the sofa all the time. Hearing this, he slightly raised his eyes and shook his head, "No."
Lu Chen nodded and stepped into the room.
The phone was placed on the table, and he casually held it in front of his eyes, and found that Ruan Yue hadn't replied to the WeChat messages in the afternoon, and suddenly became depressed.
Pulling off the bath towel, he sat on the edge of the bed with his hair lowered, his black hair was dripping wet and standing straight on his head, a small drop of water dripped from his temples into his neck.
This is what Zhang Yuan saw when he walked to the door. He said "I'm going" and laughed, "Are you...wet/body/temptation?"
"Tempting you—"
Lu Chen didn't lift his head, and pointed to send.
— [I haven't replied to WeChat for so long, what are you busy with? Are you asleep?]
When Ruan Yue saw this text message, it was already half past ten.
Zhao Bingzhi and Ruan Chengyi called her more than a dozen times. Since they were able to get through, they knew she was losing her temper. Ruan Chengyi sent her several WeChat messages to apologize.
[It's my father's fault. No matter what, I shouldn't hit you.]
[It's too late, if you see it, tell us anyway, your mother and I are worried to death when we are out alone at such a late hour.]
[Trust Dad, okay? I really have nothing to do with you, Aunt Ding.]
[Where are you, Yue'er? call back.]
Ruan Yue didn't reply to him, but wrote back to Zhao Bingzhi, [I don't want to go home tonight, I'm going to live at a classmate's house, I'm going to bed already, don't worry.]
After this one, she wanted to turn off her phone, but unexpectedly received a WeChat message from Lu Chen.
She ran too far out of the community, and the place she was in was far away. The later it was, the harder it was to see anyone, and it was inevitable to feel scared.
But where can I go
She held the phone tightly, looked up at the deep night, the dry eyes were caressed by the breeze, not as hot as before.
Lowering her eyes, she pursed her lips, restrained her grievance, and replied a WeChat message to Lu Chen, [I had a fight with my family, and I'm a little scared to be alone outside, can you come out and accompany me?]
…
Living in the same district, Lu Chen's house is not too far from where she is.
More than ten minutes later, a taxi stopped on the side of the road. He got out of the car, raised his eyes and looked around, and quickly ran to Ruan Yue's side.
The boy's dark red sneakers appeared in sight.
Ruan Yue collected herself, forced a smile hard, raised her head and said, "I'm really sorry, it's so late, I don't know who to turn to for a while."
Lu Chen looked at her quietly.
After a long time, he squatted down in front of her, put his hands on his knees, smiled and said, "It's okay, anyway, I watch TV and sleep at home. It's a great honor to come out to accompany you and enjoy the evening breeze."
"...um, thanks."
Ruan Yue nodded, then lowered her head again.
Her action meant that she refused to communicate.
Lu Chen understood, and he didn't have any mood to gag at this moment. He exhaled, stood up with one hand on his knees, and in order to calm Ruan Yue, he moved a little far away and looked around.
The early autumn in the north is not cold, but because this place is close to the lake, it will inevitably be a little cold at night.
Lu Chen wandered around for a while, and when she looked up, Ruan Yue was still sitting motionless with her head bowed. She was wearing short-sleeved trousers when she went out in the afternoon. At this moment, her arms were folded in front of her body, her shoulders were drooping, how do you look at it? They all have a pitiful smell.
Lu Chen sighed, and took off his shirt while walking towards her.
Before going out, Zhuo Lin saw that he was only wearing a short T, so she chased him to the door and stuffed a shirt into his hand.
It just came in handy.
A slender shadow covered the light above his head, and when Ruan Yue raised his head, he bumped into Lu Chen's strong forearm. He draped the shirt on her shoulders involuntarily, and whispered, "Don't catch a cold."
Ruan Yue's words of refusal came to her lips, and she retracted them.
Into a single, "Thank you."
Lu Chen sat down beside her, tilted his head and asked, "You don't plan to sit here all night, do you? Autumn mosquitoes are very powerful, here—"
He raised his hand and tapped a bump on his face, "I just got bitten."
Ruan Yue's arm was actually bitten several times.
She pursed her lips and thought for a while, then said, "I forgot to bring my wallet when I ran out. And it seems that I can't stay in a hotel until I'm eighteen."
Lu Chen thought for a while, "Then I'll find you a place to live?"
A few minutes later-
The two walked down the street one after the other.
Ruan Yue was preoccupied and walked slowly.
Lu Chenqian followed her pace, not walking fast, turning his head to look at her from time to time.
Sixteen-year-old Ruan Yue, white and tender, doesn't seem to be as stubborn as he will be a few years later. He is slender and small, and walks with his head bowed. He is wrapped in his white shirt at the moment, which is a bit like taking an adult's clothes. Wearing children.
Inexplicably, Lu Chen couldn't help but laugh.
It felt like he was cultivating a future girlfriend.
It was approaching morning.
The two arrived at the door of a hotel.
In the corners of the city, there are many small hotels like this, hidden at night and inconspicuous. There is only a small red light sign outside the door, with the word [accommodation] written on it, attracting low-level people who need to make do with one night or just like They are underage students who can't live in hotels.
It was the first time for Ruan Yue to come into contact with this kind of place, and she felt inexplicably uneasy. She noticed that the proprietress looked at her with inexplicable shame, and stood aside with her head bowed, waiting for Lu Chen to go through the formalities.
"The innermost room on the third floor, 301."
When she was giving change, she heard the proprietress say nonchalantly, "Young people, pay attention to hygiene and don't stain the sheets."
In an instant, her face and neck were all red.