Chapter 7 (1/2)
In fact, many times, suffering is just painful at the beginning. After a long time and getting used to it, it will numb self comfort. It's nothing. It's only two years, and the past five years have come like this.
When he got out of prison, it rained heavily and the sky was gray.
It's very similar to the heavy rain seven years ago.
The breath of death is filled with loneliness in my heart for no reason.
It should be a pleasure to get out of prison.
”Meng Fu.”
Someone called him behind his back. His voice passed through the intermittent rain and was still clear.
He turned around, the car stopped, and the woman in high heels trotted after him with an umbrella, ”Meng Fu.”
”Xie Zhenzhen.”
”Yes, it's me. It's nice of you to remember me.”
She raised her arm and raised her umbrella over Meng Fu's head. It was a little hard, ”you've grown tall.”
He didn't speak. In front of him, the woman with heavy makeup was getting farther and farther away from what he remembered. He took Xie Zhenzhen's umbrella and held it for her.
The palm can avoid Xie Zhenzhen's hand.
Xie Zhenzhen let go, ”let's go and eat.”
He looked at Xie Zhenzhen's car. It was a red sports car, not the one seven years ago. His sudden fear of the car made his whole body freeze in an instant.
Hesitantly walked to the sports car. He put Xie Zhenzhen into the car and closed the door.
”Why don't you get on the bus?”
He shook his head. ”No, you go and give me the umbrella.”
Without hesitation, he turned and continued to walk.
After taking a few steps, the sports car roared past him. He knew that Xie Zhenzhen was angry. But isn't that what he expected?
Not far away, on a black car, the man's eyes were quiet, and a smile with unknown meaning came out of his face.
If someone goes out of one cage, he will fall into another, won't he?
”Mr. Gu, do you want to continue to follow?”
”No.”
Let him be happy for a while, and then give him deeper pain. In this way, the scar will become more and more painful.
Knock on the door one after another, like a cry of despair, ”aunt, aunt. Uncle, brother Ye Yan. ”
He went straight to his aunt's house. Unexpectedly, there was no response.
He didn't know where they were, so he had to sit on their steps and wait for them to come back.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier. Xun's eyes are like the outline of a person's sadness.
”Meng Fu, why are you sitting here? Are you out of prison? ” His aunt asked him. Behind him were three members of their family, aunt, uncle and cousin Ye Ting. Meng Fu stood up and looked back.
There is no Meng Yi.
”Aunt, where's Xiaoyi?”
”Xiaoyi is at home.”
Meng Yu opened the door and let Meng Fu in. Looking at his wet body, Meng Yu said, ”take off your socks. Don't come in. There's water.”
He took off his shoes in embarrassment and curled up his toes, because he was wearing socks seven years ago. The white socks were gray and had a hole.
After changing the slippers brought by his aunt, he looked around, but he still didn't see Xiaoyi's figure. His whole body was wet. He looked at his aunt's neat sofa and didn't sit on it.
Soon, my aunt brought Meng Yi down from upstairs.
”Meng Meng, you're back. I miss you so much.” Meng Yi threw himself into Meng Fu's arms regardless, ”Meng Meng, shall we go home?”
Go home? After so many years, Xiaoyi still remembers their own home and is so eager to go back to their own home. Meng Fu's heart clattered. It's been cool and thorough. For seven years, Xiaoyi must have never had a good time here.
Just a few greetings, he couldn't wait to take Meng Yi away. He looked at the expression of retention on his aunt's face, but his eyes clearly meant expulsion.
When he was putting on his shoes at the door, his aunt had already carried a suitcase, ”this is Xiaoyi's clothes. Take it with you. You can go out like this. Xiaoyi doesn't even have a change of clothes.”
”Thank you.” He stuck the two words in his throat.