all the way to the sun

Chapter 50

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Back in Anshi, Lu Yang looked at his watch: "Hurry up, are you going back to school or to my house?"

Xiang Bei thought for a while: "Let's go to your house, I'll get something. But before that, I'll go back and see my dad. By the way, settle the wine bill. Do you want to go together?"

Lu Yang frowned slightly when he heard the words, and then said, "Let's go together then."

"Dad, I'm back!" Xiang Xiang opened the door and shouted in, but there was no response.He entered the house, searched in and out, "I guess he went out again. You should go back first!"

"Why are you going?"

Xiang Bei forced a smile: "Go and find my dad!"

Lu Yang looked at Xiang Bei's unnatural expression, guessing that Xiang Bei's father, Xiang Wengen, had gone to drink again, and couldn't help feeling contemptuous in his heart, but he endured it and maintained a gentle expression.

He knows Xiang Bei is tough, he doesn't want him to see his alcoholic father drunk again, and he doesn't want to ask him for help to solve the financial problem - his current living expenses are his own, except for what his mother forced him to Earned by work-study programs.

Seeing Xiangbei with his brows knit together, Lu Yang was inexplicably angry, and he became stubborn, and he emphasized his tone: "I'll go with you." There was a "must go" in his words.

Xiang Bei took a deep look at Lu Yang, bit his lower lip, and finally suppressed the resistance in his heart.

Along the way, lead clouds squeezed out the poor afterglow, some damp and cold breath came out from the ground, a gust of wind hit, and autumn became stronger.

Fortunately, there was this bus that shut most of Qiu Liang outside. Lu Yang closed the window next to the seat casually, pondered for a long time, and then asked in a low voice: "I remember asking you once, the difference between uncle Xiang who didn't drink and drunk was too much." You didn't explain the big reason, is it really nothing?"

Xiang Bei withdrew his gaze fixed on the mobile phone screen, glanced at Lu Yang, cast the deepness to the ground in an instant, put the mobile phone into the bag casually, slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, but the corners of his eyes were cold.

Lu Yang didn't dare to speak, because he seemed to see Xiang Bei's heart slowly opening under the cover of night.He tried his best to lower his breath, trying to give Xiangbei a warm and soft feeling, so that he could speak out his thoughts. At the same time, he felt sensitively that the voices of the people around him were filled with loudspeakers, which shook people's livers. Er trembling - these movements can easily break the quiet atmosphere of talking about his thoughts, and Lu Yang feels very anxious and nervous about it.

Xiang Bei, who was closely watched by Lu Yang, sighed silently, his shoulders slumped slightly, as if he had fallen into memories.

After a while, he said lightly, "It's okay."

What can I say except nothing?

His father, Xiang Wengen, was an unhappy man. Whether it was work or life, half of his body was stuck in the quagmire. He was almost 50 years old and still lived in a muddle. His life was more stinky than a pool of stagnant water.

At first, with his mother around, he would brag loudly when he drank too much to make up for his usual inferiority.Later, at some point, my mother married someone who was better than him in everything, and she insisted on divorcing him.He couldn't stand the stimulation and felt that his self-esteem was hurt, so he began to drink heavily every night. After he was drunk, he stopped bragging, but he was good at temper, crying and yelling at every turn, and sometimes he beat people with his hands, and had sex with others twice. He made a move and almost lost himself.Since then, he didn't dare to leave home too far, and he often took care of it. It was also because he always went home, and he dedicated his young body and bones to beat his father, otherwise his father would find someone else to vent.

Dad, he is no longer the person who could give him a mountain of support when he was a child. He has become a hooligan who drinks and gambles. Although he will still love him as before when he is sober, he can no longer give him love. The security of home.

But, do you want to talk about this?

These are a matter of a man's face, let alone his father's face, he can't tear up his own father's face in front of outsiders - that's also his own face.

These, he can't say a word!He can't let outsiders look down on his father, and he will never accept any sympathy!

"North?" Lu Yang called him softly.

Xiang Bei glanced at him, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

Lu Yang asked about his father more than once, what did he want to know?Is he waiting for himself to say sad words, and then use pity that has nowhere to rest on him?

Although he knew that he really shouldn't think about Lu Yang like this, but he felt awkward.

"It's just drinking too much and throwing a temper tantrum. When you're old and you're just a kid, let him go."

Lu Yang knew that Xiang Bei's dusty heart had finally opened and closed again. Before he could take advantage of the night to see what was going on, he was turned away by him.A little lost, but more worried.

Was it really just a temper tantrum that he scolded and kicked you that day?

Does he do this to you every time you drink?

Things that you don't want to look back on are like scars, which are torn apart by the closest people again and again. Does it really not hurt?

Has he ever hurt you, except words—hit you?

Lu Yang couldn't help being distressed, but he could only suppress these worries in his heart - he knew that Xiang Bei had a tough temper and a stubborn personality, and he would never want to see his worried expression and excessive concern - those who were in Xiang Bei There are "compassion" and "compassion" in his eyes, like a high-ranking person, sympathizing with the weak living in the dust!

"Does uncle always drink there?"

Shaking his head to the north: "There are several, but they are all in one place, so it's easy to find - it's very late, why don't you go back first, and help me boil the water, so that I can 'seamless' take a hot water bath when I go back bath?"

Lu Yang didn't seem to hear: "Uncle is old, it's not good to drink alcohol all the time, it hurts your body, have you tried to persuade him? Or have you used other methods?"

Xiang Bei turned his head to the other side and whispered, "Forget it, let him go."