When Liu Jinpeng's car drove out of the parking lot, Ding Ji felt that he was suddenly overwhelmed by the emotion of the waves.
From this second, the time he spent with Lin Wuyu entered the countdown.
And the end of the countdown is unknown.
Very nervous, restless.
Although in order to stay together for a while longer, in order to have a few more conversations, in fact, they were silent all the way.
After Liu Jinpeng turned on the radio again, the atmosphere was a little less oppressive.
When the car drove near the small square, Lin Wuyu cleared his throat.
Ding Ji sat up straight and grabbed Lin Wuyu's hand, which he was holding.
"Stop here?" Liu Jinpeng glanced at the rearview mirror.
"Well," Lin Wuyu responded, "I can just turn from the intersection."
"Let's talk about the place," Liu Jinpeng said. "It's not too short of a few steps to drive. I recognize the door."
Lin Wuyu hesitated for a while, and reported his home address.
"Understood," Liu Jinpeng nodded, "I'll take you to the gate of the community."
"Thank you." Lin Wuyu said.
"Isn't it annoying?" Liu Jinpeng said, "Where do you come from so much politeness?"
"It's not polite," Lin Wuyu said, "it's just a standard dialogue process where there is nothing to say."
Liu Jinpeng was stunned for a while before laughing.
Ding Ji also laughed.
The car stopped at the gate of the community, and Ding Ji glanced out. He was somewhat familiar with this place, after all, he had been here a few times.
When he was about to open the car door and go out, Lin Wuyu held him down: "Sit down, don't get down."
Ding Ji paused and didn't move.
"I'll send you a message when I get home." Lin Wuyu said.
"Okay." Ding Ji nodded.
He wanted to say something more, but he didn't know what else to say, and he hadn't said a word along the way.
Before Lin Wuyu entered the gate of the community, Liu Jinpeng turned the car around and drove in the direction of his grandparents' house.
Ding Ji looked back and clicked, "Are you in a hurry to reincarnate?"
"Vote for your family?" Liu Jinpeng said, "I don't want to. It's still possible to vote for your grandparents' family."
"Go away." Ding Ji smiled.
"You won't be too sad today," Liu Jinpeng said. "I told my grandma before I came out. I'll pick you up. I'll have dinner at grandma's house tonight, and then I won't leave at night. I'll go to work tomorrow."
"Well." Ding Ji nodded.
"In this way, even if your dad sees you, and I'm here, plus grandparents and aunts are all there, he can't say anything," Liu Jinpeng said, "then what is this night... Psychological buffer, you That's what I said before."
Ding Ji smiled and patted Liu Jinpeng's shoulder: "What can I do without you."
"Don't!" Liu Jinpeng said, "Without me, you still have you Lin Wuyu, Lin Xueshen, and it's almost like me."
"You just owe it!" Ding Ji slapped him.
Liu Jinpeng is his iron son, a symbol of his imperfect but comfortable life for more than ten years. With Liu Jinpeng interrupting him, he gradually became less nervous.
Lin Wuyu's message was sent ten minutes later. Ding Ji thought that when he got home, there would be a storm with him, and it would take at least half an hour to send the message.
- I'm not at home, I should go for a re-examination, I'm going to the hospital now
It turned out to be not at home, Ding Ji was stunned.
-Then you wait at home, why go to the hospital
-Staying at home is boring, gotta find something to do
Ding Ji looked at Lin Wuyu's news and admired it a little. If he changed it, he would never take the initiative to look for it. He would definitely stay at home, hold an umbrella and wait for the rainstorm to come.
"How is he?" Liu Jinpeng asked.
"No one at home, he went to the hospital to find his parents." Ding Ji said.
"It's awesome." Liu Jinpeng said.
Compared with Lin Wuyu, Ding Ji's current situation is not bad.
As soon as Liu Jinpeng's car was parked downstairs, grandma, who had been lying on the window looking down, shouted, "Come back—"
"Come back—" Ding Ji jumped out of the car and shouted at the top.
"I'm back—" Grandma stuck out a small head and shouted, "Brother—"
"Dou'er—" Ding Ji replied with a smile.
"What about me—" Liu Jinpeng also shouted.
"Come up quickly," said the little mung bean, "don't follow along, it's not a long time since I've seen you."
"Hey?" Liu Jinpeng was stunned.
Ding Ji leaned on the car and laughed for a long time. Although there were parents upstairs that he didn't want to face, he was in a really good mood at the moment.
It was as if someone suddenly sprayed his face with water when it was too dry, and the stretched skin felt relaxed.
Although the water will evaporate for a while and it will be more dry, this moment is comfortable.
Liu Jinpeng rushed upstairs and Ding Ji followed behind him.
As soon as he walked to the second floor, Ding Ji heard his grandmother's voice: "Come up?"
"Come up," the aunt's voice also sounded, "Why do you have to go downstairs to meet you? This is your grandson, you are his grandmother, can't you wait for him to run up and cry and hug you?"
Ding Ji smiled, patted Liu Jinpeng on the shoulder, and ran over him.
Grandma was standing in the doorway and opened her arms with a smile when she saw him.
"Grandma!" Ding Ji jumped over and hugged grandma, "I miss you."
"I'm okay," Grandma patted him with a smile, "I don't miss you too much."
Ding Ji took his grandma and glanced at the house quickly, everyone was there, the little aunt was standing by the door, the parents were standing by the kitchen door, the little uncle was walking over here, and the grandfather was sitting on the sofa He smiled and looked over here.
"Grandpa!" Ding Ji shouted again.
"Come in, what are you doing at the door!" Grandpa beckoned.
Ding Ji let go of his grandmother, and when he followed her into the house, he glanced at his aunt, who nodded at him, seeing that it meant that the situation was calm now.
"Little uncle," he greeted the little uncle, hugged the little mung bean who was jumping over, and then turned to look at the parents standing on the other side, his throat felt a little dry, "Dad ,mom."
"Yeah." Dad had a cold face, and with difficulty squeezed a smile from the corner of his mouth, which looked almost like a twitch.
Mom didn't show any expression, just nodded: "Go wash your face, your face is gray."
"No," Liu Jinpeng followed him in and sat next to his grandfather. "Although my car is a bit old, it doesn't leak any air. There's definitely no ash on my face, maybe it's a little greasy."
"Pengpeng is different when he has a car," said the little uncle, "it's hard to speak."
Everyone in the house laughed.
Ding Ji glanced at his father, and the aunt said next to him: "Look at your father's stinky face, there is a blister on his mouth, he can't open his mouth to speak, and he can't smile anymore."
Only now did Ding Ji notice that there was a big bubble on the corner of Dad's mouth, probably because he was angry.
"It's on fire," Mom said.
Ding Ji didn't speak, went into the toilet and closed the door.
- i got home , it's ok now
- Is everyone there
-Yes, Pengpeng lives here at night, my parents should have little chance to trouble me
- You can take time to talk tomorrow, but I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for a long time
- well , you have something to tell me
- I haven't been to the hospital yet, I'll give you a message after the meeting
-it is good
Ding Ji stared at the chat box and read the conversation several times before putting the phone back in his pocket.
When they came out after washing their faces, everyone was chatting in the living room. Grandma and sister-in-law went into the kitchen and started to work on dinner.
"Little Ji," my aunt stuck her head out from the kitchen, "come to tell your grandma about the school, she's dying of anxiety."
"Then what's there to say," Ding Ji entered the kitchen, "Didn't we say a lot when we went there on 11th?"
"Isn't it the beginning of school," Grandma said. "It's been a semester now, how are you feeling? How's the exam?"
"Okay," Ding Ji squeezed a piece of sliced braised pork from the bowl on the desk and put it in his mouth, "I haven't missed any exams, and now I always go to the library to soak."
"That's okay, how difficult it was for you to read books before," Grandma said while chopping vegetables, "I'm still influenced by the little gods. They are not only smart, but also hardworking."
Ding Ji took it in his heart, his hands were a little numb, and he glanced at his sister-in-law nervously.
The aunt gave him a wink, saying that it was all right.
"He doesn't work very hard," Ding Ji whispered, "his brain is really easy to use."
"Then you can continue to play and learn," Grandma glanced at him. "See if your dad will take care of you. This time you come back and prepare a bunch of professional books for you."
Ding Ji didn't speak.
The joy of seeing his grandparents at home slowly faded away with every embarrassment he saw from his parents. Ding Ji stayed in the kitchen for more than ten minutes, and it would be a bit awkward if he didn't go out. Grandpa was still in the living room. waiting for him to speak...
He had to turn around and go back to the living room. Liu Jinpeng gave way to the side and gave up the seat next to his grandfather, separating him from his father.
Ding Ji felt that he had to give Liu Jinpeng a big red envelope this year.
"Grandpa." He went over and sat next to Grandpa.
"Are you tired?" Grandpa was making tea and poured him a cup.
"I'm not tired, what's so tiring," Ding Ji said, "I have classmates who sit home for more than ten hours, and those are the ones who are tired."
"You guys run every day, are you still running?" Grandpa asked.
"Run, don't run," Ding Ji sighed, "rain or shine."
"It's good too, forced to exercise," the little uncle said with a smile on the opposite side, "I take her to run twice a day with little mung bean."
"Run for an hour without breathing." Little Mung Bean made a V while watching TV.
"It's killing you." Ding Ji said with a smile.
My parents didn't talk too much, just like when they came to my grandparents' house before, they basically just sat silently, watching TV, and when they talked, they were generally educating him.
At this moment, my father and mother obviously didn't want to educate him, so there was nothing to say, and my father occasionally said a word or two to the little uncle.
When he first met his parents, Ding Ji once thought that his father should have picked it up, and the temperament of the whole family was completely different. No matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like a family. The age is really a bit wrong, and it broke his imagination.
However, Dad's eyes were not silent, and from time to time he would sweep across his face, very sharp and with a blade.
Ding Ji kept his hand in his pocket. He turned the phone to vibrate and kept touching it, for fear of missing Lin Wuyu's news.
But when the phone vibrated, he didn't dare to take it out to look at it right away.
Instead, Liu Jinpeng picked up the phone and looked at it, then leaned over beside him: "Hey, Ding, let me show you something funny, who just sent it to me."
"Huh?" Ding Ji tilted his head.
At a glance, he saw Lin Wuyu's name written on the message box on the screen.
There was a sudden burst of excitement in his heart.
Lin Wuyu probably guessed that it was inconvenient for him to look at his mobile phone, so he also sent a message to Liu Jinpeng.
When he saw the content of the news, he changed from excitement to nervousness.
Lin Wuyu's message has only two words.
-start
When Dad kicked over, Lin Wuyu didn't hide.
Dad must be trying to kick him in the stomach with a dashing kick, and then he better be kicked away.
But because Dad didn't exercise much all the time, he probably couldn't lift his legs too high, so Lin Wuyu directly covered his lower abdomen with his arms.
Dad's kick really only hit his lower abdomen.
Lin Wuyu took a step back and stood still.
When Dad kicked his second kick, he stepped aside and avoided.
"What are you doing!" A passing doctor ran over and shouted, "Why are you fighting here! This is a hospital!"
"You can't beat a child like this," an uncle next to him also said, "You can't do this with such an old child..."
"He's not my son!" Dad pointed at him, "I don't have such a son!"
"Well," Lin Wuyu looked at him, "not all the time."
"Don't be arguing here," the doctor said. "It will affect other patients! Go outside and talk about it! If you do anything else, I will call the police."
"I'm sorry, doctor." Lin Wuyu said to the doctor, turning around and walking towards the hospital gate.
Dad followed, and the two walked together under a tree by the roadside.
"I'll ask you again," Dad stared at him, "did you mean it! You just wanted to take revenge on us, and you wanted to watch us suffer! Watch us suffer!"
"I'm not that free," Lin Wuyu said, "I just came to tell you, I can't find Lin Zhan, and I can't find him either."
Dad sneered.
"You don't have to think about Ding Ji's family. He has already told the family that it's not bad for you," Lin Wuyu said, "but I still want to remind you, if you dare to make this call, I will dare to smash your house. ."
"What's your attitude?" Dad looked at him. "Threat me? Who do you think you are? What attitude do you take to talk to me?"
"The attitude of strangers," Lin Wuyu said, "isn't it?"
"Lin Wuyu!" Dad roared, staring at him, his eyes flushed.
"Dad, I'm sorry, it's the last time," Lin Wuyu looked at him, "I haven't brought you any happy memories in the past ten years, but I have also completed the task you asked me to complete when I was born. , I didn't come, I came because of you, now the task is completed, the rest of the days are my own."
Dad's mouth was shaking, shaking badly, but he couldn't speak.
"I want to live as I want, don't worry about me anymore," Lin Wuyu looked at him, "There are people who have never made you satisfied, people who have never made you happy, and there is no one who has disappointed you. Is it right?"
"You're killing us," Dad said.
"Don't say such things, you should let yourself go," Lin Wuyu said, "You may not know why Lin Zhan left, you just don't want to know, your love is a knife, a knife and a knife, he has long ago Dead, the person who lives somewhere now is not your son, not Lin Zhan..."
Dad raised his hand and slapped him in the face.
Lin Wuyu could dodge, but he didn't dodge, this slap made some golden flowers appear in front of him.
Mom and Dad never hit him in more than ten years. To be precise, they didn't touch him at all, they didn't hug him, they didn't hold hands, they didn't comfort him, and they didn't even want to give him a slap.
Today's slap is actually what he can remember, the only "intimate contact" initiated by his parents over the past few years.
He suddenly felt really pitiful.
Ding Ji's calling him a poor boy is really not wrong at all.
"I'm leaving," Lin Wuyu said, "you pay attention to your body."
"Lin Wuyu, what do you want!" Dad roared in a hoarse voice.
"I want to be an orphan," Lin Wuyu turned around, "don't worry, I will fulfill all my obligations, and the rest... that's it."
This ending was not what Lin Wuyu wanted, but they didn't go in the direction he imagined. He thought that there would be at least one chance to talk.
But the mother smashed a cup directly, and the father touched him.
Nothing was in his plan, but it wasn't unexpected.
The words he said and the decisions he made were just another impulse within his controllable range.
As long as he can be sure that his father will not contact Ding Ji's family again, he can be unscrupulous, and he can show his unscrupulousness to his father.
It's just this impulse that put an end to many things.
He walked for a long time, walked home from the hospital, took his luggage, packed some things that he wanted to take but didn't take before, packed a box, and left the house.
He dragged his luggage and walked all the way into a hotel.
Didn't even read the name of the hotel.
After entering the room, he actually called the front desk first to have the meal delivered.
You were a pig in your last life, right
Ding Ji's voice rang in his ears.
Lin Wuyu laughed, unable to hold back his laughter.
- I've been fine here, no problem
Ding Ji stood in the toilet, leaning against the door, watching the news of Lin Wuyu, feeling relieved.
He didn't have an easy night. Everyone was very happy during the meal. He also tried his best to hide his emotions. He said everything he had to say and laughed a lot. He didn't want to make his grandparents suspicious.
But every time his father glanced at his face, his heart trembled, and he could feel that every "normal reaction" of his was like a provocation to his parents.
It was not until he saw the news of Lin Wuyu that he felt a little more comfortable.
After adjusting his mood, he walked out of the toilet.
"Grandma," Liu Jinpeng was helping grandma clear the table, "get me and Ding Ji some cakes tonight. We'll have a late-night snack. This must be a long conversation. I don't think we'll be able to sleep."
"Okay." Grandma nodded with a smile.
"Ding Ji today..." Dad said suddenly, "Let's go back to live with us."
Ding Ji was stunned, and Liu Jinpeng was also stunned, opened his mouth and said nothing.
"I don't." Ding Ji said something without thinking about it after he regained his senses.