Legend of Ravaging Dynasties: Sorrow Chapter 6

Turning out of the lane, just about to step into the car, I saw Yi Yao in front. "Quick"

"Your glorious deeds," Yi Yao turned his head, waiting for Qi Ming to catch up, "Even I have heard of it."

Qi Ming beside him took a breath and almost bumped into an aunt who came back from grocery shopping. A series of "Oh, dying, be careful?!"

Yi Yao couldn't help laughing a little, "I can only say that your mother is very capable and can talk about this kind of thing, but forget it, women are all by nature."

"Your mother didn't talk." Qi Ming was not convinced. Bursting cheeks.

"Lin Huafeng?" Yi Yao rolled his eyes, "Just forget about her."

"At least she didn't say anything. The first time you...at that time." Although 14 years old, in school physiology class, the teacher still said everything that should be said.

"The first time I was on the way home from school, I suddenly felt'finished'. I quickly rode home, like a thief, and felt that people all over the world were watching me and they knew that A good friend of a little girl riding a bicycle came. As a result, I went home, changed my pants, and told my mother that my mother didn’t say anything. She gave me a white look, went to my closet, opened the drawer, and threw me a bag of hygiene. Cotton. The only thing I said was,'Be careful, don't stain the sheets, and, the pants you changed are washed quickly, they are stinking'", Yi Yao stopped the car and stopped at the red light. , Turning around and said, "At least your mother will help you wash your pants, you are content, your little master."

Yi Yao didn't notice that the boy blushed on the edge. I just asked casually, and never thought that she was crackling like pour beans and told herself all. After all, at a delicate age, even boys and girls will scream in the class when they touch their hands.

"What are you telling me about..." Qi Ming's face looked like another red light.

"You have something wrong with you, didn't you ask yourself?" Yi Yao frowned, "I told you that you are not happy, you are really mean."

"You!", the boy's face paled with anger, "Huh! Sooner or later you will become like your mother! A mean forty-year-old woman!"

Yi Yao pulled the schoolbag in the front frame of the bicycle and fell heavily on the boy's back.

15

Like this kind of river.

Side between each other. From fourteen to seventeen. One thousand and ninety-five days. Like a river of 1,095 meters deep.

Qi Ming has thought for countless times that maybe just like many rivers, it will slowly accumulate quicksand on the river bed, and then the river bed will rise, and after a few occasional dry seasons, the river bottom will be flat. The ground, and the mother on the other side, will slowly walk towards him.

But the fact is, I don’t know whether it’s me, my mother, or a certain hand, digging the river channel day by day, clearing the quicksand, attracting more canal water. One day is deeper than a day, like a moat, stepping on it, it can only be covered in an instant.

Just like this morning, Qi Ming and his mother were eating at the table. As her mother commented on every morning news on the TV as usual, Qi Ming was silently holding food in his mouth.

"Mom, I have finished eating." Qi Ming picked up his schoolbag and changed his shoes when he saw his father's wallet lying quietly on the low cabinet at the door. A blood vessel in the neck began to jump up again.

"Oh, add one more piece of clothing. You wear so little, you want to get sick, my ancestor." Mother put down her job and the TV morning news that was still emotionally evaluating just now, and went in to get her clothes. went.

Qi Ming walked to the front of the cabinet, took the wallet, took out six 100 sheets, and quickly stuffed them into his pocket.

Qi Ming opened the door and shouted into the room, "Mom don't take it, I'm not cold, I'm going to school."

"Wait!"

"I'm really not cold!" Qi Ming opened the door and stepped out.

"I told you to wait! Tell me what is in your pocket!"

The white light outside the house suddenly came, almost blinding Qi Ming's eyes. The hand in the pocket still held the six hundred dollars that had just been drawn out. Qi Ming's hand holding the doorknob stiffly stopped there.

The sound is like the plug of a pool being pulled up, sucking into an invisible place like a whirlpool.

The silence of a room remains. A pool full of water. The silence after emptying.

There was also the mother's rapid breathing in the silence and the flushed face with excitement. And the heartbeat of suffocation.

"What's in your pocket? Mom, what did you say?" Qi Ming turned around. To the mother.

"You said, what's in your pocket!" Mother's chest was violently heaving. And the suppressed anger whitewashed the calm appearance.

"It's nothing." Qi Ming pulled his hand out of his pocket and lay it out in front of his mother.

"I mean this pocket!" Mother raised her hand, and Qi Ming saw her holding her changed clothes in her hand. His mother patted her hand on the table, and a piece of paper was slapped on the table.

Qi Ming suddenly let out a sigh of relief, as if a string that was so tight that it was about to break was suddenly released and pulled. But then after the focus of his eyes, blood suddenly rushed to the top of his head.

On the table, the ticket for the pregnancy test was lying quietly on the table.

The playground was still empty a minute ago as if it could park another plane. Then in the next minute, like ants attracted by the fragrance, densely packed students emerged from the classrooms and blocked the playground in darkness.

The music on the radio swayed in the lonely white air in winter. It was swayed by the wind. The music was affected by the electric current and made a beeping sound. The female voice shouting the password on the radio sounded obviously lacking energy. , The sick, like dying.

"The sound of the nose is really uncomfortable."

Qi Ming turned his head. Yi Yao's strange metaphor.

Yi Yao stood in the crowd, a group of boys and girls, one meter away next to him, Qi Ming pulled his hands in a regular manner. When the music hit the second quarter, Qi Ming changed to a more ridiculous posture, raising his arms up to the sky.

"Then how did you tell your mother? If it was my mother, she should have gone to the kitchen to get a knife and throw it on my face." Yi Yao turned his head and continued to talk to Qi Ming.

"I said that it was needed in the teacher's physiological hygiene class. Because I am the monitor, I will buy it and keep the ticket so that I can get the school reimbursement." When the music was put on the third quarter, Qi Ming squatted down.

"Huh?" Yi Yao didn't know whether it was surprised or mocking on his face, not lukewarm, "It's really good. Did your mother believe it?"

"Well," Qi Ming lowered his face and said expressionlessly~IndoMTL.com~My mother sat on the stool after hearing this and said, "Little ancestor, you will scare me to death." He drove me out of the house and called me to class. "

"According to your mother's personality with talent for acting, shouldn't you cry on the spot and then turn around and tell the people in the alley?" Yi Yao teased him.

"My mother really almost cried." Qi Ming whispered. There is a feeling of indecision in my heart, "Moreover, why do you look like you have nothing to do with yourself? Is it related to you anyway?"

Yi Yao turned his head, his eyes looked forward, and the back of his head was crushed black. She fixedly looked ahead and said, "Qi Ming, you are so kind to me, so good that sometimes I take everything you do for granted. It is possible that one day you put your heart out in front of me, I don’t think it’s nothing. Maybe you will step on it a few times. Qi Ming, you still don’t treat me so nicely. Women are like this. If you treat her well, your feelings will be cheap. Really. Women are cheap."

Qi Ming turned her head back, Yi Yao looked ahead and didn't move. The music rang above her head. She stood motionless as if she couldn't hear, like an electric toy with a torn plug. Her eyes were as wet as dripping water, she opened her mouth, but there was no sound, but Qi Ming understood what she was talking about.

She said that one is cheaper than the other.