Zhou ge and Lu Mengsheng divorced many years ago.
zhou ge went to college, has culture, looks pretty, and can be amazing. when they got married, lu mengsheng was just a poor boy who had never gone to college.
lu zhi did not know what his parents' love looked like, but he clearly sensed that zhou ge did not love him.
they didn't seem to have much love when they were together, and most of the time, it was lu mengsheng's unilateral compromise.
because the family was poor, lu zhi and lu yao had a bit of a hard time when they were young, and they could eat enough, but they rarely ate meat. most of the clothes lu yao wore were also worn by lu zhi when he was a child, and after a few years, the color faded and became gray, and the cuffs were still worn.
the family lived in a cramped two-bedroom apartment full of clutter.
the young and beautiful zhou ge rarely did housework, the family was in a mess, and lu zhi learned to wash his own clothes and sweep the floor at a very young age.
they were about seven or eight years old when they divorced.
that year, lu mengsheng was unfavorable, and the lu family was also quite poor, and the broken second-hand real estate resale company operated by lu mengsheng was not operating properly, and it was almost bankrupt, and it could not receive business at all.
it was a rainy night.
the green vegetation outside the window sill was shaken by the storm, the indoor light was dim, the lightning suddenly struck down, the interior was instantly bright and white, and the transparent glass windows reflected the scene inside the house.
the thunder and lightning were mournful, like the desperate and powerless roar of a dying man.
lu mengsheng and zhou ge were arguing, and lu zhi and lu yao stood with their eyes open, watching from the side, not daring to come forward and speak.
lu zhi protected lu yao in his arms, and lu yao also grabbed lu yao's arm. <
both children are afraid that they can't do it, but they still have to rely on each other for warmth.
zhou ge glanced at the narrow house, held his arms, raised his chin high, like a god buddha who looked at all sentient beings, and sneered: "this kind of day, lu mengsheng, i have really had enough."
lu mengsheng was also speechless. he seemed to have always bowed his head in front of zhou ge, and he did not dare to refute it, only hoping that zhou ge could stay.
a home that is not harmonious is better than a completely broken home.
he couldn't remember many of the details, and he forgot what he was thinking.
i only remember that zhou ge threw the divorce certificate in lu mengsheng's face, looked at lu zhi and lu yao with disgust, had a big fight with lu mengsheng, and smashed lu mengsheng's head with a wine bottle.
finally, without nostalgia, he grabbed the door and went out, not forgetting to hold an umbrella to avoid the rain before leaving.
it was as if the lu zhi and lu yao behind her were garbage, not worth giving affection, nor worth taking away.
later, zhou ge remarried and married a very rich man.
she was originally beautiful, three points pure and seven points charming. sex, marrying a rich second generation is an extremely easy thing, but when he was young, he was carried away by love and married to the poor boy lu mengsheng.
after many years of marriage, money, fame and fortune were not obtained, and they were crammed into a small two-bedroom room with children all day, and only chai rice oil and salt were left in life, and there was no character to talk about.
she left clean and resentful of years of married life.
after that night, lu zhi often had nightmares.
lightning, blood, zhou ge's insults, lu mengsheng's posture of being patient and careful to seek perfection, and the moment zhou ge left, lu yao's uncontrollable crying. <
all huddled together.
in the middle of the night, crawl into dreams.
*
lu zhi didn't say anything more, the conversation was here, but he couldn't guess it without saying qin sihuan.
qin sihuan knew very little about lu zhi's past, and he didn't know much about lu zhi's family. from lu's few words of description, he guessed that this was the story of a woman who hated the poor and loved the rich, and dumped her ex-husband.
but the person who experienced this incident is the road stop.
"don't be afraid, baby." he touched the soft black hair on the teenager's head with pity and coaxed him: "it's all over, uncle is here."
lu zhi blinked and said softly, "i know, these are all over."
but even if you know, the shadows left in your heart in your childhood are not so easy to forget.
those dark memories, like vines, once they touch the "nourishment" about the past, they desperately climb upwards to grow. tightly wrapped around his heart.
qin sihuan was not good at coaxing people, and he was not very good at comforting people, but sensing that lu zhi was depressed, he bowed his head and asked, "do you want to eat?" uncle to cook for you.
lu zhi pressed his cheek against the pillow and looked at him in the dark night.
the eyes adapt to the darkness and can see things clearly.
he saw qin sihuan's eyebrows, and he also saw his lips close.
the man was a little clumsy trying to comfort him.
"hmm." lu zhi nodded.
in fact, he was not very hungry, but he was very greedy for this feeling of being carefully cherished by qin sihuan. he grew up in a single-parent family and had a younger sister, always as the one to be relied upon. <
he rarely experienced this feeling of being spoiled.
unconsciously, i wanted to rely on qin sihuan.
lu zhi stretched out his arm, his index finger and thumb pulled the corner of qin sihuan's bathrobe, he pursed his lips, because he had a nightmare, his throat was a little dry, and his voice was small when he spoke: "i want to eat hot pot." "
"...... however, there are no ingredients in the house. qin sihuan scratched his head, and he sat up and turned on the lamp.
lu zhi pouted, very unreasonable don't overdo it, "hmm.
qin sihuan was dumbfounded, thinking that he was so cute.
"shall i go down and buy it now?" he leaned over and looked into lu zhi's eyes: "don't be angry, go buy it now, and when you buy it, we'll eat hot pot." lu
zhi was coaxed by him, and suddenly he wanted to do something about it.
he knew that qin sihuan was not wrong, but he just wanted to be willful.
it's like a child who has to be awkward and has to be angry with adults.
he had never been coaxed like this.
he also wanted to know what step qin sihuan's bottom line would take for him.
lu zhi closed his eyes and said rudely, "no."
"so?" qin sihuan said carefully, "uncle cook something else for you to eat?"
lu zhi opened his eyes, peach blossom eyes stared at him, and hummed two words sonorously and forcefully: "no, good." the little boy was
arrogant and petite, like a white cat, squeamish and temperamental.
qin sihuan couldn't do anything with him, and he was also distressed about the little baby's past, and tentatively asked, "so, don't cook something to eat, i will sing to you?" <
lu zhi puffed his cheeks, his eyes opened a slit, and he nodded reluctantly: "okay." it
was as if he was giving qin sihuan a favor.
qin sihuan felt funny in his heart, rubbed his palm on lu zhi's head, and remembered that many years ago he was in the hospital, a small lu zhi, singing to him over the phone.
thinking of the past, his heart was soft at this moment.
"is it okay to sing 'baby'?" he asked.
lu zhi had not yet heard qin sihuan sing, he closed his eyes and nodded again, and miserly spit out three words: "it is also possible."
qin sihuan sat, he lay down, the man cleared his throat, ready to sing, when lu zhi quietly opened his eyes.
qin sihuan's body blocked the light, half of his side face was hidden in the dark, and there were sharp folds in his jaw. the eyebrows are thick, the eyebrows are sharp, and they look fierce.
but this man hurt him so much.
lu zhi bit his lower lip, his palm pressed against his cheek.
so hot.
his heart was beating so fast.
the song "baby" has been sung many times.
he couldn't remember that he had sung this song to qin sihuan, nor did he understand where the strong love that overflowed from the corners of qin sihuan's eyes when he sang.
the man sang: "my baby baby, give you a little sweetness, let you sleep well tonight, my little devil, tease your eyebrows, make you like the whole world..."
his voice is very low, singing but gentle, with a hoarseness.
he looked down at lu zhi, the corners of his lips smiled slightly, his fingers brushed the broken hair in front of lu zhi's forehead, and his magnetic and soft voice sang: "my little devil, pinch your smiling face, let you like the whole tomorrow..."
lu zhi did not expect qin sihuan to have such a side, he listened to the man's singing, and he couldn't help but laugh.
in fact, the tone is really inaccurate.
but his voice was very good, crisp and numb, like scratching at the tip of a human heart.
lu zhi covered the position of the mouth of the heart.
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
it's going to die, it's going to die!
i like qin sihuan so much.