timeless

Chapter 22 Winter (3)
At any rate, the teacher reluctantly backed down a step in the end, and said with a very ugly face: "Okay, I'll try to get it back for you, okay, let's go, let's go!" In a gesture of chasing people away, Jiang Wei and Qi Xian left.

Then I explained the suspension of school to the head teacher.When I went to the office to find the head teacher in the afternoon, the head teacher who was changing homework in the office also asked "why" in surprise.Jiang Wei replied, "Something happened at home, so I have to suspend school for a while."

"Do your parents agree? Do they know that you are going to suspend school?" Obviously, he is much more kind than the teacher in charge of the art group. After all, he is the head teacher. "This needs to be done by the parents."

"Oh, then I'll ask my dad to come tomorrow."

"Okay. Hey, in fact, you can still study well, and if you work harder, you might be able to get into the top [-] of the grade. Painting is still so good, why did you suddenly drop out of school?" Seemingly regretful, the class teacher pushed Pushing the glasses, "When do you plan to come back to class?"

"I can't tell...it will take at least half a year." When I get the 10 yuan, I will go back to school.

"You need to make more friends. Seeing that you don't talk all day, you seem to be a bit autistic. It's good to make more friends." He said and glanced at Qi Xian who was standing beside Jiang Wei, but didn't ask any more questions.

"Well... I see." Jiang Wei nodded.

"Hey, by the way, I heard from Mr. Liu in the art group that you want to abstain?"

"Oh... yes." The transmission was really fast.

"Why did you give up? Didn't you participate well?"

"Someone wants to buy it."

"Oh..." The head teacher thought for a while, "It's good to have dreams, don't just give up just because of that little money."

Jiang Wei looked at her indifferently.

Just a little money?dream?
What do you know?What do you know?
You don't understand anything, and you're just talking here in measured tones.What are you?What do you know?How much do you understand?
What do you say "don't give up your dream casually", after all, is it to keep that painting?Do you think dreams are as simple as realizing them?This is simply not something that you can casually carry around.Who do you think you are?who are you?

Thinking "don't listen to too much nonsense", Jiang Wei took a step back before the teacher planned to stop: "Teacher, then, I'll leave first, and I'll call my dad tomorrow."

After leaving the office with Qi Xian, the boy let out a long sigh of relief: "These teachers are so annoying."

"Anyway, I won't be able to hear it after tomorrow." Jiang Wei looked at the sky outside the corridor while walking, "It seems to be raining."

"It will always be like this in winter, with a little rain."

What theory?
"I'm going back to the classroom." She turned to look at Qi Xian.

"Oh, bye." The boy just took a few steps, then suddenly turned around, "Ah, wait a minute."

Jiang Wei, who had also walked away, stopped to look at him: "What's the matter?"

"Are you going to call your dad to tell your head teacher tomorrow?"

"Well, it's a bit difficult to call me mom." This is what she thought about carefully. "It's definitely okay to call me dad."

"Oh." The boy replied, "Then I'll go back."

"Well, bye."

"Come pick you up at the gate of your class after school."

"understood."

After parting with Qi Xian on the stairs, Jiang Wei walked to his classroom.Seeing Yu Xinye standing at the door chatting with other boys at the door of the classroom, Jiang Wei looked at him out of the corner of his eye, and found that the other's eyes lingered on him for a few seconds.

His pace quickened a little, and when he passed him, Jiang Wei breathed a sigh of relief.

There is one other thing the teachers don't know.

Jiang Wei's mother didn't know that she was going to suspend school, and Mr. Jiang couldn't figure out what this daughter was thinking.

When Jiang Wei went to his father's house for the second time, he went alone.On Monday night, Jiang Wei and his head teacher took a leave of absence for evening self-study, and took the bus to the community alone.

Without the inexplicable sense of fear from last time, when Jiang Wei knocked on the anti-theft door, the aunt who opened the door showed a look of "Why is it you again", but finally let her in.

"Your dad hasn't got off work yet, so you can wait a while." Auntie said as she was about to go into the kitchen again, as if she was cooking. "Sit down."

When Jiang Wei entered the room, he saw a seven or eight-year-old boy sitting on the sofa watching TV with cartoons playing.Jiang Wei walked over dumbly, and then sat down not far from him.

That should be Dad's son.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wei suddenly felt that his words were both awkward and funny.That should be Dad's son, so what is she?
Dad's former daughter?
Thinking of this suddenly made me feel very sad.

The boy watched TV for a while, then watched Jiang Wei for a while, and finally ran into the kitchen. Amid the sound of cooking, Jiang Wei heard the boy ask indistinctly: "Mom, who is that sister?" Who?" Then the woman replied: "It's your sister."

It's his sister.

After a while, the boy ran back again, sat next to Jiang Wei, stared at Jiang Wei for a long time, and finally focused all his attention on the cartoons on TV.

Children are children, carefree, how can they understand the sorrows of adults?
Jiang Wei fidgeted on the sofa, looking at the time on his phone from time to time.It's almost seven o'clock, Dad should be back soon, right?
"Big sister." Just as Jiang Wei looked at the phone screen again, the boy suddenly said, "My mother said you are my sister."

Jiang Wei turned to look at him, stretched out his hand to touch his head, and smiled gently: "What's your name?"

"Jiang Shenghan." It was still a primary school student's childish voice.

"Jiang Shenghan." Jiang Wei smiled gently and repeated.Jiang Shenghan really sounds much nicer than Jiang Wei, the last time I heard his mother call him "Xiao Sheng".

"Why are you my sister?" The boy looked at her suspiciously, and suddenly asked such a question, "Are you my mother's daughter?"

"..."

After a while, Jiang Wei shook his head and smiled at him: "No."

The boy looked at her suspiciously, as if wondering about something.At this moment, the door suddenly slammed, and then the door was pushed open from the outside.

"Father!" the little boy yelled and rushed forward, and Jiang Wei also stood up.

"Good son." The man who didn't see Jiang Wei had no time to put down the briefcase in his hand, and picked up his young son with a cheerful voice.

"You're back, why is it so late? It's time to eat." The woman poked her head out of the kitchen.

"I have something to do in the office today." The man replied, lifting his son a little higher, "Did you listen carefully in class today?"

"Yes!" The little boy replied immediately.

"What did you learn?"

"..."

Standing in the middle of the living room, Jiang Wei suddenly felt that he was completely out of tune with the family.It's like watching a play in a dream, marked with the identity of an "outsider".

Outsider: an outsider, someone who has nothing to do with something.

Just when the girl was standing there at a loss, Mr. Jiang finally discovered her existence, and put down his son in his arms in surprise: "Jiang Wei, why did you come... Oh, by the way, why didn't you come the next day last time?" ?” He picked up his briefcase and turned around to go out again, “Wait a minute, I’ll get it for you now.”

"Eat first!" A woman's shrill voice came from the kitchen, interspersed with the clanging of pots and pans.

"Dad, no need, I didn't come here for money." Jiang Wei stopped him.

"That's it?" The man turned around in surprise.

"I'm going to suspend school. My mother doesn't know about it. I want you to go through the formalities for my mother tomorrow." Jiang Wei looked into his eyes calmly and said.

What looked over was Mr. Jiang with surprised and unbelievable eyes.

After leaving his mobile phone number and rejecting the family's invitation to stay for dinner again, Jiang Wei walked downstairs alone with his mobile phone.The sensor lights in the corridor seemed to be broken, and it was pitch black, so I could only rely on the street lights outside to identify the path under my feet.

Jiang Wei's slow and clear footsteps echoed throughout the corridor.

I used to think that a single-parent family is no big deal, and life is still the same.But today, when I saw my father sitting around a table with his new family members in a friendly manner, I actually felt restless and unspeakably uncomfortable.

Most of the reason is because my mother is still waiting at home.

A small part of the rest was the feeling that I had no place in that house.

After hearing that she didn't come to ask for money, the aunt's face obviously improved a lot, but she still looked at Jiang Wei suspiciously.

I don't know where I read such a sentence, saying "father is a family, mother is a family".I thought it was interesting when I first saw it, but now that I think about it, I feel sad.

Memories dug out of my mind abruptly.

What was about to be forgotten in the first place, or has been forgotten long ago, is remembered again at this moment.

When I was three or four years old or younger, my father once held hands and took me to the park to play.At that time, she was probably only less than half a meter tall, or a little taller.At that time, my father, who looked very tall, had to bend over and hold his hand, leading him to walk slowly.

In the end, it seemed that I bought her an electric toy of a little duck at a stall. I remember it was ten yuan.At that time, my father was still there, and the family was not as difficult as it is now, so my father took out his wallet and bought it for her.

Looking back now, I realized how difficult it was for the tall father to bend over and lead me to walk slowly. In retrospect, it was because the impression was so deep.

When I was too deep, I thought I didn't care.

When walking down the last step, the girl finally couldn't bear it any longer, and sat down at the top of the stairs, leaning on the handrail of the stairs and weeping in a daze.

Walking aimlessly on the street until ten o'clock, Jiang Wei returned home only after making sure that his red eyes from crying had faded.

After returning home, Jiang Wei closed the door. Just as he was about to bend down to take off his shoes, Jiang Wei's mother's cold voice came from the living room: "I came back so late, where did you go? Why didn't you go to study at night?"

Jiang Wei was startled: "I have something to do, I asked the teacher for leave."

Jiang Wei's mother stood up directly from the sofa: "Ask for leave? Today your teacher called me and told me that you were going to suspend school. I didn't even know about it! Tell me, why are you suspending school!"

The whole scalp is numb.

Jiang Wei felt a chill down his back.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Jiang Wei's mother trembled with anger: "Tell me, what did you learn from those dubious people outside? Your teacher said that seeing you with a man all day, you Did you have a boyfriend? What is wrong with you to learn, but learn from others? You still want to suspend school?"

Jiang Wei's knuckles turned white, and his whole body was shaking, but he didn't say a word.

"It's not that you don't know the current situation of our family! It's hard enough to raise 10 yuan, but you still have to suspend school! Do you think I'm not annoying enough? Ah? Am I raising you for nothing? I raised you You raised a white-eyed wolf in 16 years? Huh?" Seeing Jiang Wei's silence, Jiang Wei's mother thought she had acquiesced, and was so angry that her voice trembled.In the end, she raised her hand, and slapped Jiang Wei hard but tremblingly.

The voice was loud and powerful enough to make Jiang Wei take a step back.

There is a hot burning sensation on the right cheek.

Jiang Wei closed his eyes, and Mother Ren kept blaming and scolding her with a more stern tone and an increasingly desperate voice, tears streaming down her cheeks.

The 16-year-old Jiang Wei tried his best to do part-time jobs to relieve the family's burden, but his thin arms could not bear his mother's despair anyway.

Even she forgot that she was still just a child, not a self-reliant adult.

In the end, my mother was so tired that she even choked up her voice.Before she had time to wipe away the tears from her eyes, she pointed at Jiang Wei and said, "You, kneel down for me..."

Jiang Wei wiped away the scalding liquid that kept flowing from his eye sockets, calmly bent his legs, and hit the ground with his knees.

And what came out of her mouth were more calm and firm words:

"Mom, no matter what, I must suspend school."

In this winter, which was even colder than the previous winter, Jiang Wei knelt down and said to her mother, "No matter what, I must suspend school."

On the same night, Jiang Wei's mother looked at Jiang Wei who was kneeling down but still stubbornly straight, and closed her eyes wearily: "You can do whatever you want, and I will never care about you again."

(End of this chapter)