You are like the warm sun

Chapter 13 He stood in the dark
"Aci, how have you been lately?"

Shao Zhouci threw the empty Coke can into the trash can, "Very good."

"That's good," the woman on the other end of the phone breathed a sigh of relief.

She hesitated for a few seconds before continuing.

"Aci, Mom is moving to Haicheng."

Upon hearing this news, the young man in the darkness paused for a moment, then forced a stiff smile onto his face, and said in a soft and calm voice, "Congratulations."

"He bought a house there and has already renovated it. I'll take Yangyang there in a couple of days."

The "he" she mentioned is her current husband.

And Yangyang is his half-brother.

"By the way, you'll be eighteen in two months, right? You'll almost be an adult. In the blink of an eye, you've grown up so much... I transferred 20 yuan to your card today. Be frugal and take care of yourself."

This is the first time that 20 yuan has been transferred at one time.

Somehow, Shao Zhouci had an inexplicable intuition.

He held the phone tightly in his hand calmly and listened to the other party's words quietly.

The other party's voice gradually faded.

Finally, she choked up, and even though she couldn't bear it, she still whispered to him, "Aci, let's not contact each other anymore."

Don't contact me anymore...

How cruel and decisive.

He was abandoned again.

However, he had no right to blame her. After all, he was just a burden to her.

Even though he had anticipated this, Shao Zhouci still couldn't help but feel a dull pain in his heart. His thoughts seemed to be falling into an endless vortex, a feeling that almost suffocated him. He had clearly been in darkness for a long time, yet he feared darkness, loneliness, and being abandoned more than anyone else.

He lowered his thick, long eyelashes, raised his hands to grab the clothes on his chest, and his voice trembled slightly.

"it is good."

"..."

There was silence for a long time, until a faint noise came from the phone. Someone was urging her, and she hurriedly replied, "Right away," before speaking again: "Aci, do you have anything else to say? If not, I'll hang up." Shao Zhouci slowly put down his hand and smiled with relief. "That's all. Goodbye... Mom."

He pronounced the last two words very softly, like a child left alone at home, saying goodbye dazedly yet solemnly to a mother who would never come back.

The other party hung up the phone.

His world returned to silence, even a chill.

Shao Zhouci stared at the phone screen until it slowly dimmed and finally went out. After a while, he pressed the power button, and the phone lit up, then dimmed again after a few minutes.

He repeated this several times without getting tired of it. The light from his cell phone reflected on his lifeless face, and the light and shadow were swaying and crumbling.

The fruit knife on the coffee table reflected the light, making it particularly conspicuous...

"Little girl, why are you squatting here doing your homework?"

"I, I'm waiting for someone."

The noise outside the door woke up the people in the house.

Shao Zhouci held a fruit knife in his right hand, and blood was flowing from his left wrist.

201 entrance.

Tang Wan stood up with her homework on her knees, looked at the middle-aged aunt who had just returned from outside, and awkwardly made way for her.

The other person lives in 202, which is opposite 201.

The aunt just looked at her doubtfully, asked no more questions, took out the key, opened the door and went in.

My feet feel numb after squatting for a long time.

Tang Wan stretched her ankles and let out a long breath.

Looking at the unfinished math test paper in her hand, she was about to squat back to continue writing when the door of Room 201 behind her opened with a click.

She subconsciously looked back.

The room behind him was pitch black.

The tall boy stood at the door, the light in the corridor shone on him, and the afterglow passed through the crack in the door and cast a blanket on the floor.

(End of this chapter)