The president of the rebirth of the movie queen lives next door

Chapter 705 Let's Talk

Wen Lueyan has always been a man of action who walks the talk.

I said in the morning that I wanted to talk to my parents, and when I got home and had dinner in the evening, I put down my chopsticks and sat upright on the dining table, and said lightly,

"Dad, Mom, I want to talk to you."

His mother frowned slightly, and said while swallowing,

"What are you talking about? Have you done your homework? How is your review going? Seeing that the college entrance examination is coming soon, you should race against time to read."

After saying a few words as usual, the capable woman put down her bowl and chopsticks and said to him,
"Tell me, what do you want to talk about?"

Wen Lueyan lowered his head slightly, and after a few seconds of silence, he looked up at his mother and said,

"I still want to go to the Academy of Fine Arts."

The air is still, and moths flutter around in the indoor lights, everything is covered with a halo of blur.

Under the lamp, Wen Lueyan's parents' expressions gradually became ugly.

His father put the bowl on the table with one hand and knocked it hard.

"What kind of words!"

He suppressed his anger with a cold face, and looked at Wen Lueyan with his eyebrows pressed down, as if he were looking at an unforgivable criminal.

The young man was stabbed almost instantly, he swallowed his saliva under such gaze, but looked back at the past without moving.

His mother looked very calm, she just patted the back of his father's hand and said to him,
"Okay, go and review, now every minute is precious to you."

As if nothing was heard.

The young man used a lot of courage to look at his parents for the first time, expressing the most real desire in his heart, and also wanting to communicate with his parents. The most prudent sentence was just ignored by her like air. past.

It's like treating a child unreasonably.

Wen Lueyan felt a chill in his heart almost instantly.

He watched the beautiful and capable woman start to pack the dishes with no expression on her face, and watched the gentle man put the bowl away and walked to the sofa to watch TV.

Moths flew into the lampshade.

Blurred light dimmed all sights.

He felt as if he were in a dream, a cold nightmare.

I had already imagined in my heart that I should chat with them carefully, tell them carefully, my ideals and plans for the future, and those words to comfort them. I was pushed back mercilessly by such an attitude of indifference or even neglect. Go back to the dark box and lock it.

He seemed to have become dumb.

Wen Lueyan slowly stood up and walked towards the bedroom mechanically.

With the door still ajar, he sat down at the table, opened his schoolbag, took out the papers and put them away.

The overwhelming test questions, those numbers, those words, those familiar things that have been done countless times, have become strange and cold at this moment.

Like huge black iron blocks, they kept pressing towards him.

Until you can't stand up.

An hour later, his mother took a look at him, and brought a plate of fruit as usual,
"Eat a little when you're thirsty, and don't turn on the air conditioner too low."

Her calm tone was also the same as before.

The words that my son summoned up the courage to say at the dinner table just now seemed to really not exist.

She didn't take it seriously, and turned around to go out, but her pace was still steady.

But behind her, the young man who used to do the questions always flowed smoothly, but he couldn't make a single stroke for a long time.

an hour.

Wen Lueyan sat there motionless, unable to write a single word.

(End of this chapter)