Paper Plane - Chapter 78

The bag Tang Xiaonian was carrying fell straight to the floor with a heavy muffled sound.

Tang Junhe turned his head when he heard the sound, and met Tang Xiaonian’s wide-open eyes. The shock and disbelief in those eyes hit his eyes completely, and his arm slowly pulled away from Yang Xuan’s body. Come back: “Mom…”

“What are you doing? Ah?” Tang Xiaonian walked towards him, she pulled Tang Junhe’s wrist, and pulled him in front of her, then raised her arm high, with a crisp “pop” , firmly slapped Tang Junhe across the face.

This slap hit his head and face, and exhausted all Tang Xiaonian’s strength. Tang Junhe had never been beaten since he was a child, and was stunned by this sudden slap for a while. The left side of his face suddenly swelled up, and there was a tinnitus in the left ear, and all the words Tang Xiaonian yelled poured into his right ear: “I asked what you were doing? Tell me!”

“Do you know who he is?” Tang Xiaonian trembled all over, pointed at Yang Xuan, and yelled at Tang Junhe, “Don’t you know to call him ‘brother’?!”

Yang Xuan’s headache was about to split, Yang Chengchuan’s roar hadn’t stopped in his mind, and now Tang Xiaonian’s screaming was mixed in, the two voices were mixed together, so that he couldn’t hear anything clearly for a while. When he could barely hear what Qing Tang Xiaonian was saying, he cleared his hoarse throat, and just about to speak, Tang Xiaonian cried at him.

“Yang Xuan, I didn’t apologize to you, did I?” Tang Xiaonian approached him, poked his chest heavily with a finger, and cried, “I, Tang Xiaonian, have no education and don’t speak well, but I never I never thought about what I would do to a child of yours!”

“Yang Xuan, Xiao Xuan,” she stepped forward and pulled Yang Xuan’s arm, tears welling up, begging him incoherently, “Can you let my son go, he is about to take the college entrance examination, he is not like you Going abroad, you are his elder brother…” Yang Xuan was much taller than her, and she had to lift her neck to look at him and speak, “You talk, Yang Xuan, what do you want me to do, I will kneel down for you Come down, okay?”

The successive accidents completely hoarse Yang Xuan’s throat, he coughed uncontrollably, and before he could make a sound, Tang Xiaonian’s knees bent and hit the floor heavily, With a muffled “dong”, she knelt down facing Yang Xuan.

“Mom,” Tang Junhe was at a loss, he tried to step forward to help her up, but Tang Xiaonian didn’t know where he got so much strength, he shook his hand fiercely, and pushed him away , screamed at the top of his lungs, “Go away! Go to your room and read a book!” After shouting, she turned her head, wiped away her tears with her hands, and looked up at Yang Xuan, her voice almost begging Looking at him intently, “Auntie knelt down for you, Yang Xuan, I’m just such a child, you pity me, okay?” She lowered her head, covered her eyes with her hands, her voice was full of sadness, “I am It’s not that I owed you in my previous life, your mother stole my husband back then, and now you’re going to **** my son away…”

Yang Xuan frowned, and interrupted her hoarsely: “What did you say?”

The collapse, resentment and helplessness of the past few days all came to my heart, and Tang Xiaonian cried to him with tears: “Jun He owes you too, it’s not enough for you to rob his father, do you still want to destroy him now?” …”

“You just now…” Yang Xuan coughed to force his voice out of his throat, “What did you say, what was it back then?”

Tang Xiaonian was more sad than heartbroken, and sneered sadly: “Back then, back then… I was with Yang Chengchuan for three years, how long did your mother know him? She married him and gave birth to you, Yang Chengchuan You’re a scum,” she said in the middle, her voice rose sharply, and she cursed, “Your mother is not a good thing either!”

Yang Xuan felt that his temples might burst at any moment, and all the blood in his body seemed to be concentrated in these two places, which made him unable to calm down and think about what Tang Xiaonian said. What the **** is she talking about? Why are these things completely different from what he knows?

Tang Junhe raised his head that had been drooping because of shame, and looked in shock at Tang Xiaonian who was kneeling on the ground and weeping in embarrassment. Since he was a child, everyone said that his mother was Xiaosan and he was Xiaosan’s son. Because of this incident, he blamed Tang Xiaonian for more than ten years, but now Tang Xiaonian said that she was the one who was deceived back then. Poor guy.

“Don’t you all know?” Tang Xiaonian seemed to have exhausted all the strength in his body, his tone dropped sadly, and he smiled weakly, “That’s right, I never told anyone, what’s the use, except Pity me, no one will seek justice for me…”

Yang Xuan’s throat seemed to be mixed with rough sand, and every time he made a sound, his vocal cords would be worn down. His voice was hoarse: “What you said…is it true?”

“How do you want me to prove it?” Tang Xiaonian cried and laughed like crazy, with snot and tears pouring out, “Your mother died, Yang Chengchuan became a dead person, I…I swear to you Okay? I, Tang Xiaonian, if I tell a lie today, I will be hit and killed by a car when I go out,” she said through gritted teeth, and finally raised her head and begged him, “Yang Xuan, is it enough? What should I do? If you let me go, you also let go of my son, okay?”

Yang Xuan closed his eyes, and then opened them. His slightly sunken eyelids were deeply creased by repeated blows and pressures. He looked extremely tired, and his straight shoulders exhausted his entire body. It was strong enough not to collapse.

Only Tang Xiaonian’s hissing and crying was left in the room, which sounded extremely distressing, reminding him of his mother’s crying that afternoon ten years ago, and it seemed to be the same. Yang Xuan was silent for a long time, then said in a hoarse voice, “Okay.”

Then he bent down, helped Tang Xiaonian who was kneeling on the ground, and walked out of the house with his head bowed.

Tang Xiaonian’s legs were so soft that she couldn’t stand stably, and she supported the wall so as not to slip and fall to the ground. With tears on her face, she looked at Tang Junhe coldly: “You’re really good, Yang Chengchuan said you have mental problems, and said You are gay, I don’t believe it, I quarreled with him, I didn’t expect my son who raised me so hard to become such a monster, how could you say I’m sorry for you?” She approached Tang Junhe, “What do you mean? !”

Tang Junhe’s face was translucently white, he stretched out his hand to support Tang Xiaonian, Yang Xuan’s “OK” completely sentenced him to death, like a sharp knife stuck in his chest, but Tang Xiaonian’s eyes The relatives in the house dragged him again, preventing him from leaving the house.

“How did I raise such a white-eyed wolf like you!” Tang Xiaonian pounced on him and beat him, but she lost her strength within a few hits, she knelt limply on the ground, hugged her knees and howled loudly.

Tang Junhe took the tissue on the coffee table, put it on the floor next to Tang Xiaonian, and squatted down beside her.

Tang Xiaonian raised his head and asked him, “When did it start?”

Tang Junhe didn’t know what she was asking about at the beginning. If it meant the beginning of his feelings for Yang Xuan, it might be counted from the day Zhou Lin was hit to death, but if it meant that Yang Xuan responded to him, maybe it should start from the day of New Year’s Day start.

“New Year’s Day.” He thought for a while and said with lowered eyes.

“Who took the initiative? Did he lie to you on purpose?” Tang Xiaonian asked forcefully, her eyes fixed on Tang Junhe, it seemed that as long as Tang Junhe nodded, she would be able to blame all the blame on Yang Xuan body.

But Tang Junhe shook his head very slowly.

Tang Xiaonian laughed out of anger at first, and pushed Tang Junhe hard: “Why are you so cheap!” Then there was another heart-piercing cry.

Tang Junhe buried his face in his knees, maybe all Tang Xiaonian wanted was “I promise not to have any contact with Yang Xuan again”, but he couldn’t say it no matter what. After a long silence, he buried his head and said, “Mom, I’m sorry.”

Tang Xiaonian didn’t lift his head, or maybe he cried too loudly, so he didn’t hear the apology at all.

***

His temples were throbbing like crazy, and his head hurt like it was going to explode in the next second. As soon as Yang Xuan closed his eyes, he could see Tang Xiaonian, who was kneeling in front of him, yelling at him sharply, “Your mother is not a good person either. what!”

He found a cigarette shop on the side of the road and bought a pack of cigarettes. The brand of cigarettes was very common, Yuxi, but he had never smoked before. To be precise, he has never smoked domestic cigarettes, not because he admired foreigners, but because he thought they were not very attractive in appearance, so he never thought about trying them.

Yang Xuan unpacked the cigarette case, smoked a cigarette from it, lit the fire, squatted next to a utility pole, took a deep breath, and looked at the passing vehicles in front of him through the white smoke.

The rain stopped, and because of the cloudy sky, it got dark earlier, and the street lights were all turned on in an instant, and then the storefronts and neon lights of various small shops on the roadside were gradually lit up, and the lights were first on.

Yuxi tastes good, the taste is soft, and it is strong enough. Yang Xuan smoked half a cigarette before he felt a little sober. It turns out that the messy thing just now was not a dream. Yang Chengchuan really died, and he really became an orphan without father and mother. He and his half-brother were arrested. When San’er passed away, Tang Xiaonian knelt down and said, you are actually San’er’s son.

What kind of **** eight o’clock TV series is this.

At this moment, he finally had the energy to take a good look at the changes of the past few days, but he suddenly didn’t want to think about anything. too tired. He wanted to just squat on the side of the road, blowing the wind, and relax for a while.

The mobile phone in his pocket vibrated, but Yang Xuan acted as if he hadn’t heard it. The vibrating sound rang for a while, and then quieted down again. After a while, it rang again persistently, but he still ignored it.

He finished smoking a cigarette in this way, and when he was holding the cigarette **** to think about whether to smoke another one, the phone started to vibrate again. Yang Xuan sighed, stood up, threw the cigarette **** in his hand into the trash can next to him, put his hands in his pockets, took out his mobile phone and looked at the caller ID, the American number was calling from his grandma.

The other side lamented the suffering of committing crimes, and he responded perfunctorily, the expression on his face was a little indifferent and numb. It’s just too tiring.

Yang Xuan was a little distracted, and he didn’t come back until he called “Xiaoxuan” several times on the phone: “I’m listening.”

“Your voice is so hoarse,” the old man said distressedly, “Come here as soon as you’re done. Do you want your grandpa to pick you up?”

Yang Xuan didn’t answer, just said: “Grandma.”

“Hey—” the other side responded.

“My mother back then, why did she marry this way?” Yang Xuan asked in a hoarse voice, then said after a pause, “I know my father is like that.”

“Who would have known back then! Just looking at your father’s handsome talent, who would have thought that he had already talked to a woman outside,” the old man sighed, “It was a crime to find out about this after many years of marriage… Sigh, no one Come on, don’t talk about it.”

What Tang Xiaonian said was not entirely correct, Yang Xuan thought after hanging up the phone, no one is the same, no one is better off than the other.

But he was still at a loss. His hatred for Tang Xiaonian was fierce, but at this moment, he seemed to have nowhere to focus.

I thought it all started with Tang Xiaonian. He thought about revenge on her many times, but he chose her fatal weakness. His son is also his half-brother, Tang Junhe.

He then thought that in this ridiculous accident, no one was innocent, neither Yang Chengchuan, nor the two women, nor himself, only Tang Junhe was. He is innocent and pitiful, and this kind of pity was already partly created by their joint efforts at the moment he was born, and in the past six months, he has intensified this pity on him.

An innocent and pitiful person is always persistent and fiery in front of him, like a flickering fire. Yang Xuan originally thought that he had grasped the flame in his palm, but he never thought that his palm would be damp and dark, and the flame would be extinguished.