Bian Nan just knelt on the ground, pressed his eyes on Qiu Yi's shoulder and cried for several minutes. Qiu Yi didn't move or speak, but just patted him on the back with his hand.
"Hey," Bian Nan felt that he was crying so hard, and the feeling of being stuck in his chest was relieved a lot. He wiped two handfuls on his face indiscriminately, and stood up slowly on his knees with his teeth grinning. legs."
"It didn't come from kneeling, did it come from the wind blowing overnight?" Qiu Yi also stood up and smiled.
Bian Nan was stunned, and looked up at him: "Fuck, how do you know?"
"Just think about it." Qiu Yi patted his arm, "This face, this time, this place..."
Bian Nan pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled: "Yes."
"Let's have something to eat first," Qiu Yi put his arm around his shoulders and looked around, "When I came over, I saw a breakfast shop over there, and there weren't many people there."
"Yeah." Bian Nan rubbed his face, he didn't feel full or hungry at all, and didn't know if he was cold or not, all the sensations in his body seemed to have entered a dormant state after this night of tossing.
There were not many people in the breakfast shop, so the two found a small table against the wall, and Bian Nan sat down.
"What do you want to eat?" Qiu Yi asked him, ready to serve something.
"I don't know, just take double portion of whatever you eat." Bian Nan said.
"Okay." Qiu Yi pawed his head twice, turned and walked away.
The shop was very warm, and their table was quite close to the big stove for making pancakes at the door, Bian Nan felt that his body that had been frozen into ice cubes that night was melting away little by little.
The uncomfortable feeling on the body also became clear little by little, the knees were sore, the legs were sore and numb, the waist was stiff, the place on the neck where Bian Xinyu scratched was a little burning pain, and the face... there was no pain on the face. It feels too big, and half of the face feels a little numb.
Are you paralyzed...
Qiu Yi brought a bunch of things over, such as pancakes, buns, fried dough sticks, tofu nao, milk and soy milk, and put them on the table.
"Are you so hungry?" Bian Nan asked with a smile.
"Eat, if you can't finish eating, just pack it up." Qiu Yi sat down opposite him.
"Qiu Yi," Bian Nan held a deep-fried dough stick in his hand, "Last night..."
"Eat first," Qiu Yi's voice was very slow, "Let's talk after we finish eating. I'll call later to cancel the morning make-up class. I'm not in a hurry."
"No, don't cancel." Bian Nan lowered his head and took a bite of the deep-fried dough stick. "You make up your lessons. I'll go to work later."
"Huh?" Qiu Yi was taken aback.
"It's not a big deal, it's unnecessary." Bian Nan took another sip of soy milk.
"Are you sure?" Qiu Yi looked at him.
"En." Bian Nan nodded.
He couldn't tell why he did this, it wasn't to show off his strength, and he couldn't say it was to make Qiu Yi not worry, and probably it wasn't to let his father see that he was capable of handling his own affairs... More because he didn't dare relax.
Even if he stayed with Qiu Yi, he didn't dare, he was afraid that he would not be at ease if he was free.
He ran out just like that yesterday, he didn't know what his family was like now, and he didn't dare to think too much about what he would face after returning home.
In short, I just want to try my best to maintain my previous life rhythm and grasp that stable sense of security.
This sense of security includes his daily work and Qiu Yi's daily greetings.
Bian Nan immersed himself in eating a lot, added a bowl of tofu nao and a glass of milk, and finally burped.
"Damn, maybe I ate too much." Bian Nan clicked his tongue.
"Your dad beat you?" Qiu Yi only took one bite of the fried dough stick in his hand from the beginning to the end.
"Well," Bian Nan sighed, "It's quite messy, hasn't Bian Xinyu been in a bad mood since Valentine's Day, and her brother's comforting skills are also very poor, so take the matter of me spending Valentine's Day with you Come up with an example... Bian Xinyu guessed it."
"And then?" Qiu Yi frowned slightly.
"Then I admit it, it's a mess, Bian Nan, you are just like your mother..." Bian Nan smiled, and pinched his hands on the table together, "My dad hit me Slap me, I'll come out, I don't know what's going on now."
"What are you doing here?" Qiu Yi held his hand, squeezed his fingers, and broke away his tightly strangled fingers.
"I don't know, Mimi stared and ran here, sat all night, ran into me when I was about to leave...Mom...Is it subconscious? If you are hurt, look for your mother?" Bian Nan laughed helplessly, his voice trembling , "But she said I...disgusted."
Qiu Yi didn't speak, but retracted his hand and squeezed his hand tightly.
"That's the situation now. I won't know anything else until I get home from get off work in the afternoon." Bian Nan said.
"Shall I go home with you this afternoon?" Qiu Yi looked at him, "I..."
"No," Bian Nan shook his head, "I don't need it right now. I'll see what's going on when I go home. I'm afraid I'll add fuel to the fire when I bring you back. My dad might think I'm protesting."
"That's fine," Qiu Yi thought for a while, "All right, but..."
"I have something to tell you, right, I understand," Bian Nan clicked his tongue with a smile, "It's really long-winded."
After breakfast, Qiu Yi's time for making up lessons was about the same as Bian Nan's working time. In order not to be late, the two of them decided to take a taxi each.
When Bian Nan got into the car and sat down, he looked at Qiu Yi who was standing on the side of the road, and suddenly felt a strong feeling of reluctance. He almost wanted to jump out of the car again and tell Qiu Yi that we are going to be a boring cat today. .
"What?" Qiu Yi walked to the car window.
"No," Bian Nan smiled, "Hurry up and take a taxi."
"Well," Qiu Yi nodded, took a step back and said again, "Call me on Gu Wei's phone when you arrive, or I won't be able to contact you all day."
Bian Nan smiled: "Okay."
"Go to a pharmacy to buy some cold medicine later." Qiu Yi said again.
"Hey," Bian Nan waved his hand, just now Qiu Yi wanted to find a pharmacy, but unfortunately the pharmacy has not opened yet, "I know, I know."
"Okay, let's go," Qiu Yi retreated to the sidewalk, and shouted again after the car drove away, "Your face! Find something to apply when you get there!"
"Hey—" Bian Nan poked his head out of the window, "Got it, Grandma Qiu!"
When approaching the gate of Zhanfei, Bian Nan saw a pharmacy by the side of the road, and hurriedly asked the driver to stop the car, went down and bought a box of cold medicine and put it in his pocket.
He felt that there was nothing wrong with him, and he probably wouldn't catch a cold, but he decided to take precautions. Now that everything is unclear, it would be very troublesome if he got sick.
When he walked down the road and walked to the door of Zhanfei, he was stopped by someone, and when he looked up, he saw Shi Jiang.
"Morning, Brother Shi," Bian Nan was quite familiar with Shi Jiang these days, Shi Jiang's face was cold when he was unfamiliar, but after getting to know him... his face was still cold, but he could speak casually, "Go eat breakfast? "
"Eat it." Shi Jiang glanced at his face and neck, and frowned, "Did you fight?"
"No." Bian Nan touched his face, and after a while he really had to find a mirror, because everyone could see it at a glance.
"Bian Nan," Shi Jiang still frowned, "Once Zhanfei's employees are found to be fighting, they will all be fired, and they will not be given the opportunity to make mistakes."
"Hey, really not," Bian Nan was taken aback, and hurried to Shi Jiang, "This is...my dad beat me."
"Your father? Hit you?" Shi Jiang was a little surprised, "You are still such an old son?"
"Isn't this making you anxious?" Bian Nan twitched the corner of his mouth, "It's really not a fight."
"Your dad still scratches you?" Shi Jiang pointed at his neck, "What move..."
"You scratched your nails, Brother Shi, don't ask," Bian Nan lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "It's quite depressing."
"Okay, don't ask any more questions, it's fine if you don't fight, go in quickly, someone from your class came early today and has already practiced." Shi Jiang said.
Bian Nan ran in, entered the dressing room, glanced in the mirror while changing clothes, covered his face and was stunned.
"Fuck." He cursed in a low voice, if he knew he shouldn't have come to work, he's so ostentatious!
The area where my dad slapped me was not big, less than half of my face, but it was red and swollen, plus the bright red bloodstain on my neck... No wonder the owner of the grocery store looked like a fugitive when he saw him , I have to thank others for not calling the police.
"Did you fight?" Gu Wei walked into the locker room and yelled as soon as he saw him.
"Oh no, Coach Gangshi still asked me, I was beaten by my dad..." Bian Nan immediately jumped up when he saw Gu Wei's expression, "Don't ask!"
"Don't ask," Gu Wei laughed, "There are ice cubes in the coach's lounge, apply it, or go to the infirmary to see if it doesn't work."
Bian Nan didn't go to the infirmary, but went to the refrigerator in the lounge to find some ice cubes, wrapped it in a towel and rolled it on his face, and finally took out a mask from his bag and put it on.
Gu Wei took good care of him. Today, he was not arranged to take off his mask to practice with him. He was only allowed to feed the ball and help him run errands. Bian Nan was very grateful and thought about it when he borrowed Gu Wei's mobile phone to call Qiu Yi. Tian quietly recharged Gu Wei's phone bill.
Thinking of this, Bian Nan remembered that he hadn't bothered to call Miao Yuan to convey Gu Wei's admiration.
It would be nice if you can give a girlfriend or something to recharge the phone bill.
In the afternoon, it was training in the class of the two friends of Miao Yuan. Gu Wei taught very seriously. Bian Nan had nothing to do, so he sat and listened. Usually he would not listen to Gu Wei's explanations so carefully, but today is different. He only needs to As soon as the mind is empty, it will immediately become a mess, and it is uncomfortable to be lost.
Today is simply the most devoted day since he came to Zhanfei for his internship.
When it was almost time to get off work in the afternoon, Bian Nan didn't dare to check the time. Gu Wei's cell phone was placed on the chair, but he didn't dare to pick it up to check what time it was.
You have to go home after get off work, and you have to go home, you have to go back and clean things up.
He has never faced such pressure since he was a child, and it is not at the same level of pressure as taking a report card back and listening to scolding.
"Let's go! It's okay," Gu Wei came over and patted him after explaining tomorrow's training arrangement to the students, "It's off work. By the way, tomorrow's evening training is arranged. If you can't come..."
"Come on," Bian Nan said immediately, "I can come."
"Okay," Gu Wei put on his coat, "I'm going to take a shower, you can go home."
"Oh." Bian Nan reluctantly walked out of the court.
During the few minutes from the stadium to Zhanfei's gate, his mind exploded and went through all kinds of scenes that he might encounter when he returned home.
Khan came down.
I kind of want to go back and follow Gu Wei to take a bath.
When walking towards the bus stop dejectedly, he saw a person sitting by the flower bed by the side of the road, and he was stunned when he saw it clearly.
After the surprise, joy rushed from my heart all over my body in an instant, and I felt that my mask was about to wrinkle from laughing: "You crazy, why did you come here?"
"Don't worry," Qiu Yi stood up, "Bian Xinyu didn't come to work today, so I just want to come and accompany you home. I'll stay outside. I'll go back if I have nothing to do. …”
"Your uncle," Bian Nan rushed over and hugged him, "Do you think that I can't handle it?"
"These two things." Qiu Yi smiled.
Qiu Yi accompanied him on the bus together, and squeezed onto the subway together.
Along the way, they stood side by side without talking, Qiu Yi didn't ask him what he planned to do when he got home, he didn't ask about his injuries, he didn't ask if he had a cold or not.
Bian Nan thought it was good, if Qiu Yi said something, even if it had nothing to do with this matter, it would make him feel nervous.
Just stand beside him in silence.
When he walked into the community, Bian Nan took a deep breath, his heart beating a bit violently.
He pointed to the small coffee shop at the corner of the road from his house: "You can stay there for a while, it's warm."
"Well, leave me alone," Qiu Yi squeezed his shoulder, "Speak up if you have something to say, don't worry, the more anxious you are, the less you can express clearly."
Bian Nan nodded, turned around and walked along the road to his home.
The lights are on at home, and there is no movement outside the door, but Dad and Bian Hao's cars are parked in the garage, it seems that the whole family is there.
Bian Nan took out the key, and as soon as he inserted it into the lock, the door was opened, and Auntie stood in the door.
"...Auntie." Bian Nan bowed his head and called out to her.
"Well," the aunt nodded, her face was a little tired, she looked like she didn't sleep well, "It's time to eat, let's go upstairs and clean up."
"Is my dad in the study?" Bian Nan changed his shoes, saw that there was no one in the living room, and asked back.
"Here," the auntie looked at him, with a somewhat indescribable expression on her face, "you... go."
Bian Nan went up the stairs step by step, one, two, three, four... He has lived in this house for more than ten years, and he hasn't counted how many steps there are in total.
But when he finally stood outside the study door, he had already forgotten how many numbers he had counted, and he might not have counted them clearly in the first place.
He knocked on the door and called softly, "Dad."
Footsteps were heard inside, and the door opened.
Bian Hao and his father were both in the study, and they didn't turn on the lights when it was dark. The whole study was shrouded in smoke. Before Bian Nan could speak, he was choked and coughed.
"I thought you didn't plan to go home." Dad said while sitting on the sofa in a cloud of smoke.
"No," Bian Nan walked into the study, "I went to work."
These words are probably quite surprising, Bian Nan, who has always been lazy and unmotivated, would go to work under such circumstances, Bian Hao couldn't help but glance at him.
"What are you looking for?" Dad asked.
"Talk about... what happened yesterday." Bian Nan hesitated whether to sit down, fearing that his father would still be angry at the moment, and he would be kicked on the ground after sitting down.
"Are you talking about your relationship with a man?" Dad sneered, "You still have the face to talk to me about it?"
Bian Nan didn't say a word. It might be easier to deal with his father's anger if Bian Xinyu blamed him. Now that his father has focused on the matter itself, Bian Nan suddenly didn't know what to do. How can I go on.
"I'm going to take a shower." Bian Hao walked out of the study.
"Don't go," Dad stopped him. "There are only three men in the house. If you want to say something, just say it together. Why don't you speak for him?"
"When did I speak for him?" Bian Hao frowned, "I just said I don't care about this matter, and I'm not his father."
"Am I your dad?" Dad looked at him.
"You are my father, does it have anything to do with me not wanting to hear you two say this?" Bian Hao looked puzzled.
"Sit down," Dad sighed, "You are a young man, I just want you to listen to what Bian Nan is thinking about."
Bian Hao didn't speak any more, and sat down impatiently. Bian Nan also pulled a chair and sat opposite his father.
"When will it... start?" Dad took the teapot and poured a cup of tea and drank it.
"Probably... before the detention last time," Bian Nan answered with some difficulty, he didn't want to keep mentioning Qiu Yi's detention in front of his father, "it was about then."
"Are you out of your mind?" Dad frowned, his tone a little irritated, "No one forbids you to have a girlfriend. Didn't you have a girlfriend before? Why did this happen all of a sudden? "
"I don't know," Bian Nan bit his lip, "Anyway, I don't treat any girl like I treat him..."
His words were interrupted by Dad's broken glass.
"How dare you say such a thing?" Dad looked at him.
"Why am I embarrassed?" Bian Nan was asked by his father, and suddenly remembered what his mother said yesterday, "I didn't do anything outrageous."
Dad stared at him because of his words, he didn't speak for a long time.
"Dad..." Bian Nan tried to speak again.
"Just tell me, can you fix your problem?" Dad stared at him with an ugly expression on his face.
"It's not..." Bian Nan wanted to say that it's not a problem, but he was afraid that his father would drop the cup again, so he paused, and changed his words, "I might... be difficult."
"Absurd!" Dad roared, "Absurd! If you say that, there is nothing to talk about!"
Bian Nan didn't speak.
"Okay, you all go out." Dad waved his hand sullenly.
"Dad, can you listen to me?" Bian Nan didn't want to leave with just a few words.
"What do you want to say?" Dad frowned and looked at him, "What do you want to say? Bian Nan, since you were a child, you have been struggling with me and everyone in this family. I know it's not all your fault." You, but you finally gave me such a thing, what do you make me think? What do you want me to do? What's wrong with you!"
"I just like someone, there's nothing wrong with me, and I don't want to be disgusted with anyone." Bian Nan gritted his teeth and said, "Why can't this matter go away?"
"How can it be enough!" Dad stood up, pointing at him, his hands shaking, "You have to fall in love with a man! How can it be enough! This is very fashionable or very honorable!"
Bian Nan seldom reasoned with people. He felt that when he had nothing to do with people, he could speak fluently, but when he talked about serious things, he had no words. Especially when facing his father, he couldn't speak at first, but now It is impossible to say.
Another person, if he was in a hurry, he could swing his arms up for a fight, but this was his dad, who looked like he hadn't slept all night, and the bags under his eyes were double-layered.
Bian Nan suddenly felt that he was powerless, and the resistance at home was not as easy to overcome as he had imagined naively.
"Dad," Bian Nan lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "Why don't you... leave me alone."
"Fart you!" Dad roared violently, his throat was a little broken, and Bian Hao, who had been looking out the window with his head tilted, jumped up in fright.
"Fart you!" Dad roared again, his voice trembling, "What do you mean by saying that? If I really didn't care about you, I wouldn't have brought you back back then! It wouldn't be like this! Years of trying to make it up to you! I'm a rough man, I don't know what to do to make you treat me like a father! I can only let you eat, dress, and have enough money! Don't care about you? You let me now Don't care about you? Do you still have a conscience!"
"Dad," Bian Hao walked up to him and patted his back, "Sit down first, calm down!"
"How can I get rid of my anger!" Dad turned his face and yelled at Bianhao, "How do you say I should get rid of my anger? Did he let me get along well when I was a child? Didn't go to school well! Fight! Goof around every day! Finally give me Come and fall in love with a man! Tell him to leave him alone! How can I calm down? Tell me!"
Before Bian Hao could speak again, Dad turned around and yelled at Bian Nan: "Why are you! Why don't you let me feel at ease!"
"Dad..." Bian Nan looked at his father, and was a little surprised to find that there were tears in his father's eyes.
"This matter will definitely be difficult for me, for sure! Don't even think about it," Dad waved his hand, "You don't have to talk to me anymore, if you want to be so stubborn with me again, don't blame me for not letting me go You're out!"
Bian Nan's heart sank suddenly, and his breathing was tight.
"Okay, don't talk about it, let's not talk about it now," Bian Hao pushed his father back to the sofa and sat down, "What do you say if you are so angry, Bian Nan, you should go back to the room first, and eat later."
"What to eat! What else to eat!" Dad shook off Bian Hao's hand.
"Then what else do you think?" Bian Hao frowned, "Don't eat, don't sleep, just keep cursing like this? Do you want to beat him to death or what?"
"You don't need to help him!" Dad pushed Bian Hao.
Bian Hao, who was speaking calmly at first, was pushed by his father and almost sat down on the ground. He stood up and slapped the coffee table: "I didn't help him! Whoever helped him in this matter will be fine." Can it be solved!"
Dad didn't speak, and his face was still gloomy.
"I don't want to help anyone, I just want the house to be peaceful!" Bian Hao frowned, pointing to Bian Nan, "I've been annoyed since seeing him since I was a child! The matter of bringing him back was still in the past." Haven’t you quarreled enough? I tremble just thinking about it! I just don’t want to have such quarrels at home anymore! Enough!”
Dad was silent.
"He's eighteen and an adult! What he wants to do, who he likes, whether it's a man or a woman, a cat or a dog, it's all up to him," Bian Hao said, "If he wants to kill someone, it's his own responsibility." Consequences! Can you stop messing up this family for him!"
After Bian Hao finished speaking, he kicked the chair, turned and walked out of the study.
There was silence in the study.
Bian Nan could hear every word of Bian Hao's words. He was not polite, and he was indeed not helping him, but after these words were uttered, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
Dad lit a cigarette, took a few puffs and walked up to him: "I'll ask you again, do you plan to change it?"
"I'll correct it if it's a mistake." Bian Nan said.
"Okay," a helpless smile flashed across Dad's face, he raised his hand and gave him a thumbs up, "Get lost."