live in peace

Like a discarded doll, Mo Linfeng was shrouded in sadness. He was motionless and let An Zerui drag him back to the dormitory, his eyes glazed over, without saying a word.When An Zerui saw the mobile phone on the ground, he knew that the matter could not be concealed. He wanted Mo Linfeng to see it clearly, but when it really happened, he felt very distressed. He felt sorry for this sensitive and fragile person, who was loved by his dearest person. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is too late.How can there be such parents in the world? From this incident, we can see what kind of life Mo Linfeng lived before. An Zerui wished he could get to know him earlier and give this poor man some sunshine earlier.

"Uncle, you should change your clothes first. No matter what, your body is the most important thing." An Zerui said while wiping his hair, Mo Linfeng ignored him, his eyes gradually turned red, he bit his lower lip tightly, and clenched his hands into fists, Trembling slightly, "Uncle!"

Mo Linfeng finally broke down. He lowered his head, his hair covered his eyes, and tears fell drop by drop on An Zerui's heart: "Why? Why? What did I do wrong? I am also your son , why do you want to do this?"

"Uncle! You can cry, just cry out. I'm sorry, I heard it by accident. I didn't tell you because I was afraid that you would be sad."

An Zerui hugged Mo Linfeng and remained silent. He knew that Mo Linfeng didn't need any comfort at this moment, maybe he needed a shoulder to lean on and cry. "Woo..." Mo Linfeng hugged An Zerui tightly, buried his head in his arms, cried heartbreakingly, heartbroken, and vented all the grievances of more than 20 years.

"An Zerui, I want to know why?" Mo Linfeng looked up at An Zerui.

"I can't give you an answer." An Zerui couldn't bear to look at him, and turned his head away.

"Uncle!" Mo Lingfeng pushed An Zerui away, and ran into the rain without looking back, "It's raining outside, come back!" An Zerui was taken aback, took an umbrella, and followed closely behind.

Mo Linfeng ran all the way, the tears and rain on his face made him unable to open his eyes, maybe he didn't want to open his eyes to face the reality, he wiped the raindrops off his face while running.Before that, he was very envious of those family members who sat together for dinner, and imagined that one day his parents could see his existence and give him some attention, instead of the warmth and concern that belonged to their other son .How many times I wanted to ask him if it was my own, but he was afraid, he was afraid that he would be more rigid if he asked, and he was satisfied with a little bit of caring, just because he had too little, and others wanted to use him as soon as they were nice to him. Ten cents in return.

hate it?There used to be resentment, like most teenagers in the rebellious period, he smoked, drank, clubbed, fought and refused to obey discipline, just to attract the attention of his parents, but when you came home covered in bruises, your parents didn't care Say something like 'next time you come back early and the meal is gone', and you will understand that to someone who doesn't care about you, it doesn't matter whether you live or die, so he has no reason to indulge.Still, he had expectations, and now that expectation was killing him.

The only thought in Mo Linfeng's mind was to go back and ask them why.Running to the corner, a bright light hit, "Be careful!" When An Zerui saw the light, he was terrified, and his eyes widened: "Mo Linfeng!"

A locomotive drove towards Mo Linfeng from the corner. He was illuminated by the strong light, his eyes were so irritated that he couldn't open his eyes, and he raised his arm to block the light: "Oh!" The locomotive passed by, and the person on the car spat: "Neuropathy!" , looking for death!"

Mo Linfeng was blown to the ground by the locomotive, An Zerui hurried over to help him up, and asked eagerly, "Are you all right? Did you hit anything? Does it hurt?"

Mo Linfeng glanced at him, his eyes were blank, when a drop of water fell into his eyes, he blinked, as if remembering what he was going to do, he passed An Zerui, and a voice sounded in his head 'go home , Go home quickly and ask why. '

After an unknown amount of time, Mo Linfeng stopped in front of a tall building. He looked at it silently for a while, as if confirming something.

How long has it been since I went home? Every time I came back, my mother was impatient, or my father scolded him, or when the family of three shared the family happiness. I don’t know when home became far away.

Skillfully entered the building and pressed the elevator, waiting for An Zerui, the two looked at each other in the elevator without saying a word.With the sound of "ding", the two walked out of the elevator one after the other. Mo Linfeng stopped at the door of Room 516. When he reached out to knock on the door, he stopped, and slowly clenched his fists. Scratching his head, he choked up and said, "I dare not ask."

An Zerui took his hand, opened his fingers one by one and said softly, "Go back, I'm still here."

"Well," Mo Linfeng raised his teary face and looked at the door. Through the door, he could hear laughter and laughter from inside, which did not belong to him.He held on to An Zerui's hand tightly, like a drowning man clinging to driftwood. It was An Zerui who supported him, it was always him and only him, he didn't want to let go of his hand.

When he went back that night, Mo Linfeng developed a high fever, his face was flushed, and he was sweating all over. An Zerui was so nervous that he called the doctor for help and his friend was incoherent. He had no choice but to lie beside Mo Linfeng and toss back and forth all night until he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

It was already noon when Mo Linfeng opened his stinging eyes, and he saw Anzerui's collarbone. Before he could react for a while, he poked Anzerui's collarbone.