Capítulo 24: Chapter 24
Mu Yao came to the living room with the phone, looked at YY, and continued to the balcony. When he was about to pick up the phone, the ringing stopped. He held the phone and hesitated for a while, but ultimately did not call back.
YY and Mu Yao have experienced many twists and turns together, needless to say, they have feelings for each other. But now that they are in different environments, the topics have become narrower. The lives of both of them are relatively peaceful, and the things that are not satisfactory are even vague and impossible to confirm to themselves, let alone to explain to outsiders. Who in this world can completely understand anyone else's words? Even close friends.
Besides, after you understand it, what can you do after you understand it? Life still develops according to its original order. They can only stretch their hands and swing their legs with negligible strength, and drift with the waves of fate. Thinking about it this way, there was no interest or patience for in-depth conversation. The two of them just chatted about trivial and trivial matters.
But time passed quickly. When six o'clock arrived, Lu Sen was already waiting for YY at the gate of Xiyuan. Mu Yao sent YY out. After much hesitation, he asked YY for Lu Sen's mobile phone. School will start in the next two days, and he plans to finish these trivial matters and ask Lu Sen himself.
Mu Yao went home and closed the door, feeling a little depressed. I could have gone on a trip to relax before school started, but I burned my legs and stayed at home for half a month. He was about to go back to school, and there were still so many difficult problems to deal with that it was quite nerve-wracking to even reply to Mu Yaoyi's phone call.
Jian Ming saw him sitting on the sofa, lost in thought alone, and asked, "What's wrong? Are you thinking about YY again?"
"No," Mu Yao said, "School is about to start. Do you want me to go back to the dormitory? It's quite far here." Even if they pick up and drop off every day, the two of them spend a lot of time on the road. They are too busy and busy. Sweet times cannot withstand long-term bumps.
"I was just going to tell you that when Tianxin 下ozhu was building a model house, I found someone to decorate another one. It's not far from your school and you can move there." Jian Jing said, "I haven't had the chance during this time. I'll take you to see it, I don't know if you like it."
Mu Yao glanced at him and smiled without saying a word, and there was a soft warmth in Jian Ming's eyes. The place with you is my home, Mu Yao thought, would Jian Ming think so too? Then he immediately cut off his wandering thoughts: "Are you tired? How about going to see it now?"
"I'm not tired. Let's go after dinner. I've been at home all day and it's time to go out for a walk." After Jian Jian said, he asked his aunt to set out the food. They were not very hungry, so they ate some casually and then set off to Tianxin 下ozhu.
This villa area is uniformly decorated with gray-blue roofs and white walls. It feels very fresh and tranquil. The lawns and flowering plants in the green belt have been planted recently. Brick-red soil is occasionally exposed at the joints. There is a smell of fresh wood mixed with chemical decoration in the air. The smell of materials, owners, and renovation workers hurriedly passed by on the path from time to time.
"Do you like it here?" Jian Ming parked his car in the public parking lot and accompanied Mu Yao to look at the environment along the way.
"Yeah, I like it." Mu Yao looked at the originally long shadow behind Jian Ming, which slowly shrank into a small ball as he approached the street light. Above the spherical white mesh lampshade, a group of eager and busy mosquitoes and flies flew.
The house Jian Ming chose was on the southern edge of the community. The garden was larger than the villa in the center, covering more than 100 square meters. After going up the three steps, Jian Jing opened the door and went in, turning on the chandelier in the living room. The interior decoration still inherits the smooth and elegant style of simple habits, but the color selection is much softer than the tough carbon black and dark brown of Xiyuan. The master bedroom is light beige, and most other places use light-colored materials, so The space seems quite spacious, and the overall atmosphere is warm and comfortable.
This is the new home Jian Jing prepared for the two of them. Mu Yao should be happy, undoubtedly happy, but some messy worries clouded his ability to perceive happiness.
Autumn replaces the vast indigo summer almost unexpectedly, the cool breeze hanging on the treetops shakes the curled yellow on the ground. There were a lot of footsteps on the boulevard of the School of Finance, and there were bursts of rustling sounds. Mu Yao found a tired bat, hanging upside down on the black wire above the school gate for a long time, occasionally spreading its furry wings, aimlessly. gliding.
Jian Ming didn't go home for dinner today because she had something to do, and Mu Yao didn't go back to Xiyuan after class, planning to clean up the clutter in the dormitory and move it to Tianxin 下ozhu. She didn't answer Mu Yaoyi's call that time, and couldn't get through to her again. Until just now, she said she was already in City B and would be at the entrance of Caiyuan in ten minutes.
After just one missed call, she suddenly became neurotic, making him feel boundless disgust and irritation. The dead leaves underfoot were crushed into powder by the crowds pouring out of the school gate and flew all over the sky when the evening wind blew. Mu Yaoyi slowly approached through the dancing leaves in the night wind, as if passing through layers of dead butterfly wings.
One step away, he knew everything about this woman with whom he had the deepest blood bond, from body to soul, just as she knew him. He didn't need to look in the mirror, he could open his eyes and find the root of his fallen youth and decay in her charming smile. He avoided seeing her because he was afraid of touching the ghostly and erratic yet extremely real version of himself in her eyes.
"Why did you come to City B suddenly?"
"Why do you keep putting it off?"
"I'm sick, and your phone has been unreachable since that day."
"That's an excuse."
"This is a fact."
"Give me Lu Sen's contact information."
"Why do you want to see him?"
"Oh, what are you afraid of?" Mu Yaoyi suddenly laughed: "Are you afraid that I will hinder you, Mu Yao? I already said that day, from now on I am just your mother."
"Then my dearest mother, can't you satisfy your son's curiosity for a little bit?" Mu Yao stared at her closely: "Why are you looking for him? Are you in trouble, or are you trying to create trouble?"
"You don't trust me that much?" Mu Yaoyi's voice was suddenly filled with sadness: "下oyao, don't you even have the patience to deal with it? Do I disgust you so much?"
"Disgusted?" Mu Yao suddenly sneered uncontrollably: "Mom, how could you misinterpret my love for you like this? Since I was twelve years old, I have been dreaming about you, entering and piercing you again and again. You, do you understand this kind of love?!" He pushed Mu Yaoyi to the wall step by step, watching the woman ruffle her feathers like a frightened bird: "All women remind me of your wonderful beauty. Body, you said that I hate you?!"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," the shivering woman choked with sobs and couldn't say anything: "I didn't mean to hurt you, no, no," she suddenly rushed forward and hugged Mu Yao tightly: "I love you, I just shouldn't love you. Fuck you."
Her crying made him suddenly feel discouraged, and he gently pulled her away: "Tell me why you are looking for Lu Sen."
"He knew your father." The woman forced herself to hold back her tears and straighten her hair.
"My father?! Who is he? What is his name?" Mu Yao was shocked.
"I don't know... I met by chance at Yao Mountain. There were more than ten people there, they must be students. I remember Lu Sen's appearance, he was one of them."
"You..." Mu Yao found it unreasonable: "You just went to bed with them without knowing anything?"
"I didn't follow them, I followed one of them!" Mu Yaoyi said angrily: "I didn't even care about life or death at that time, so why would I care about a man's name?"
Mu Yaoyi recalled those nightmare-like and terrifying years. Her father committed suicide due to huge gambling debts. Her mother left her and died of depression. Her relatives maliciously added insult to injury. Even a neighbor who lost an egg would criticize her in front of her house. ... And the disasters are endless. An accidental indulgence and derailment finally gave birth to all the misfortunes in her and his life.
"What's the point of looking for him now? Do you still want to..." Mu Yao paused. He felt that Mu Yaoyi was not so naive. Could he still expect this casual marriage to come true after eighteen years?
"I never thought about looking for him, but after seeing Lu Sen that day, I suddenly wanted to find out." Mu Yaoyi looked at the boy: "I have lived my life in an unknown way, and I have encountered bad luck inexplicably. I had you for no reason, and fell in love with you for no reason, Mu Yao." The woman's tears overflowed again: "I'm afraid that I will live with so many unknowns and die for no reason in the future. I just want to ask for a favor. clear..."
The woman whimpered and shrank her shoulders, her slender body tensed and trembled. Her tears made him feel a faint pain in his heart: "Okay, stop crying..." He patted her gently: "Stop crying, you didn't meet Lu Are you tired? You should be able to find that person. This is his phone number." Mu Yao took out the number recorded on the note and handed it to Mu Yaoyi: "Do you want me to ask him out for you?"
The woman took the note and put it into her bag, still sobbing and crying: "What do you think I will do to you? What else can I do to you, Mu Yao?"
Mu Yao stroked her messy hair and turned her head: "I'm sorry, I misunderstood."
"You have your life, and I won't destroy it. You are indifferent to me, and I have no complaints. I have already thought about it. After figuring out this matter, I will make a clean break with everything in the past, even if you never see me again. , I am willing to fend for myself alone, it is my fault, it was me who hurt you, but, Mu Yao..." The woman cried bitterly: "I really can't stand you hating me... I can't stand it..."
"Don't cry, don't cry," Mu Yao held the woman's trembling shoulders: "I don't hate you, Mom, I just can't love you as you want..."
"Is it true? Don't you hate me?" Mu Yaoyi's eyes blurred with tears.
"Really." Mu Yao looked at her. She was his only relative in the world. That dark and sticky blood tie had firmly strangled him and her before his life began. Throat, besides whether it's annoying or not, what's the point?
The woman's vine-like arms suddenly wrapped around the boy's slender neck, and she kissed him deeply with trembling lips. After that, they suddenly separated. Mu Yaoyi took a step back and forced a smile: "Thank you, 下oyao, whether you are comforting me or not. You never kiss me, you see, I forced you again," the woman said as she stepped back, tidying up meticulously. Appearance: "I will never...never do it again."
"Where are you going?" Mu Yao asked.
"Haiyun Hotel, I have reserved a room." The woman looked away.
"I'll take you there." As soon as Mu Yao finished speaking, the phone rang. Seeing that it was concise, he picked it up and said, "Hey, Jane, my mother is in city B. I'll call you later."
Mu Yaoyi said: "You should be busy, I will call your mobile phone if anything happens." After saying that, he stretched out his hand to stop the taxi on the roadside.
Mu Yao said into the phone: "Wait a minute, I'll take my mother to the car." Then he closed the car door for Mu Yaoyi and watched the car leave.
After a while, a concise voice came from the phone: "I've been waiting for you for a long time." The man's calm tone suppressed his hidden anger: "From the time you hugged your mother or your daughter, crossed the road and got in the car. "
Mu Yao closed his phone with a "snap" sound as if to cut off the sharp chill that cut through his skin like a sharp blade. In the autumn wind rolling withered leaves, the simple car parked quietly under the thick shade diagonally opposite.
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