It’s Colder Today

I sent him a text message to go home before, but I didn't receive a reply at that time. I guess I only looked at my phone after I was busy.

"Hey."

Shi Yun closed the photo album on her lap: "Hello."

Wei Cong should be at the depot, he took his mobile phone to the sofa and lay down: "Are you home?"

Shi Yun: "I'm done eating."

Wei Congying just raised his wrist and looked at the time on his watch. It was past six o'clock, and he hadn't ordered the takeaway yet. He turned on his phone's hands-free, and while talking on the phone with Shi Yun, he looked at the takeaway software.

Many shops are no longer open. After all, a busy year is just to have a good year.

The location of the depot is also average. There weren't any particularly delicious shops nearby. The few shops that were originally closed are now closed and several of them are closed. He picks and chooses among the few remaining shops.

Swiping the screen with her finger, she casually asked the person on the other end of the phone, "What did you have for dinner?"

Well, although it was said that he had eaten dinner, Shi Yun didn't eat anything at all.

Hearing her faltering and hawing, she couldn't speak.

Wei Cong responded, "Oh? Have you learned how to lie to me?"

"I didn't eat much." Shi Yun explained, "But I ate."

Wei Cong should be concerned: "Why don't you eat much?"

Shi Yun lied: "I just... don't want to eat."

The person on the other end of the phone had no doubts, Shi Yun heard a rustling sound, the garage was empty, his footsteps echoed in the garage, and Shi Yun on the other end of the phone could hear it clearly.

Amidst the reverberant footsteps, he said, "Where do you live?"

Shi Yun asked, "What's wrong?"

Wei Cong replied, "I'll take you to dinner."

Wei Congying doesn’t even remember when he came to the old street last time. The old city is no longer as popular as it used to be. There is basically no hope of demolition in this life where every inch of land is expensive. Those old houses can only be renovated over and over again. A few years ago I heard that the reconstruction of private houses is not allowed.

But only relying on the No. 3 and No. 7 Middle Schools in Wuxiaoqiangli, the capital, a large number of parents still come here to buy or rent houses every year.

Wei Congying waited for Shi Yun under a no-parking sign as usual.

After a while, he saw a figure running out of the dark alley.

Shi Yun panted and quickly got into the car.

The heating in the car was very good, she took off her hat and loosened her scarf: "What do you eat?"

"This is your territory." Wei Cong should start the car, "You decide."

Shi Yun really wanted to think about it, but Shi Yun actually couldn't think of anything. She has been eating at the nearby store since kindergarten, and also in elementary school, and she still eats here in middle and high school. In the past, she was tired of eating, but after three years of not going home, she didn't know much about the nearby shops.

Don’t think about choosing a restaurant for dinner in the old city, you must first find a parking space, but fortunately, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and a large number of migrant workers have returned to their hometowns, so parking spaces are not as scarce as before.

They found a hot pot restaurant.

It took Shi Yun some effort to lift the heavy curtain. Wei Congying walked behind and helped her out.

The door curtain locked the heat, and there were a few tables of individual customers in the shop.

The ordering was handed over to Shi Yun, because she was pickier than Wei Congying.

Barley tea is free to drink, Wei Zongying went to the tea stand and brought a pot over, and brought over a glass of ice, and the two of them shared a glass of ice.

Shi Yun took off the padded jacket and put it aside, waiting for the bottom of the pot to come up.

"Why are you still in the car factory today?" Shi Yun took off the rubber band on his wrist and casually tied it into a ball head.

After the piercing, she picked up her mobile phone and took a photo with a black screen, and she felt pretty good. Run your fingers around the small broken hair on both sides of the temple,

"Busy." Wei Congying poured a cup of hot barley tea into her teacup with ice, "All the employees ran away during the Chinese New Year, and the boss came to work overtime by himself."

When Shi Yun picked up the teacup, a small part of the ice cubes soon remained floating in the warm tea.

Only a fool would believe what he said, Shi Yun rolled his eyes: "Pretend to believe it."

Shi Yun's eyes are beautiful, and the hand holding the teacup covers the lower half of her face, so people's attention is more focused on her eyes.

The small movement of rolling her eyes, along with her head tilting and the ball head, looks like a little girl.

Wei Congying continued to tease her: "Fang Qian used to carry a lunch box to see Cheng Ge when he was working overtime. I took a taxi to the garage at night, rain or shine."

"Oh." Shi Yun said heavily, she was not stupid, she knew what Wei Zongying meant, but she pretended to be stupid, "We don't need to sympathize with Fang Qian."

After finishing speaking, Shi Yun heard laughter from the opposite side.

The hot pot restaurant has already brought Chinese New Year decorations, the waiter brought the dishes first, and Shi Yun noticed the Chinese red elements on their clothes. Looking up, I found that Chinese knots and blessing characters have been decorated everywhere in the lobby.

"You celebrate the New Year today..." Shi Yun originally wanted to say whether he should go home for the New Year, but he always felt that the word "home" was not good, so he changed his words temporarily, "How do you plan to spend it?"

"I'm going to go to another place." Wei Cong should move all the meat dishes brought by the waiter to Shi Yun's convenient position.

Shi Yun preconceived: "Travel?"

Wei Congying was silent for a few seconds: "Almost."

The waiter just came over with the bottom of the pot: "Attention, be careful, the bottom of the pot is here."

The two of them boiled the meat, but they were speechless for a while.

Until Shi Yun was choked by the pepper skin in the hot pot and coughed for a long time, covering her mouth and nose, Wei Congying handed her a water glass, which was not big at first, and there was only half a glass of water left in it. After Shi Yun drank it all, his throat still felt uncomfortable, but the water he poured out was too hot.

Wei Congying handed her his cup.

Shi Yun didn't care either, and drank it all in one go.

After another cough or two, it will be fine.

He refilled the glass with water, stopped the passing waiter, and added a plate of fruit.

"What about you?" Wei Zongying continued the topic just now, "How are you going to spend the New Year?"

"Just keep from arguing with my dad." Shi Yun shrugged, "If we quarrel on the first day, I'll pack up and go back to school on the first day."

Wei Congying listened to what she said, and felt that she and her father were so familiar with each other, and thought that it was he and Wei Mingcheng who were in the same situation.

It turned out that the wrong parent-child relationship was not limited to their family. Suddenly there was a little more sympathy with Shi Yun: "My fellow, but my father treats me better, and gave me a big gift before the New Year."

An illegitimate daughter.

He has a younger sister.

As he said that, Shi Yun laughed at himself: "That's really incomparable."

The fruit plate was not served until it was almost finished, and they were all common fruits in winter.

The apples were not peeled, not even the oranges.

Wei Congying stopped chopsticks earlier than Shi Yun, he wiped each finger carefully with a sterile towel, and then peeled the oranges in the fruit plate: "If you quarreled with uncle, the dormitory is too deserted, why don't you come and join me? "

"Aren't you going on a trip?" Shi Yun put the last piece of meat into the pot, and after ten seconds of silent recitation, he picked it up.

"Take you with me." Wei Congying peeled the orange and put it in a clean small dish, and put the dish in front of her, "I almost have enough money to take someone on a trip?"

When I came out of the hot pot restaurant, the sky was still snowing.

Shi Yun reminded him to be careful when driving back home at night, and remember to send her a message when he got home. At the end of this usual reminder, she added something she didn't usually have: "Remember to eat dumplings tomorrow."

On Shi Yun's 30th day, he was still in bed, and grandma started preparing the evening New Year's Eve dinner early in the morning, and Shi Yun couldn't help much.

So she was ordered by her grandma to call her father and ask him what time he would come for dinner today.

This task is not as good as letting Shi Yun learn to cook a table full of Chinese people now.

She procrastinated and refused to call. Sitting on the sofa in the living room, eating Tangerine, not watching the TV, just looking down at the phone all the time.

Grandma asked Shi Yun several times in a row if she had called. Seeing that she was sloppy, when she was about to call herself, a familiar voice came from outside the door.

"Mom and Dad."

Shi Yun knew that her father was back.

Grandma responded in the living room.

The tangerine in my mouth suddenly became very unsweet, even a bit ice-cold. Throwing the peel into the trash can at his feet, Shi Yun got up: "Grandma, I'm going upstairs."

As soon as grandma answered, she heard Shi Yun's words.

Seeing that the father and daughter still don't want to see each other, the person who has one foot in the coffin can only sigh.

What a happy thing it is to have a harmonious and happy husband and wife, but in the end it turns the son and granddaughter into the worst enemies.

Shi Yun stayed in the bedroom and refused to go downstairs, and Shi Xu, who rarely came back downstairs, did not want to see Shi Yun.

Both try to avoid seeing and spending time with each other. But New Year's Eve can't sit at a table to eat.

Grandparents prepared red envelopes for Shi Yun, and Shi Xu on the other side looked like Shi Yun was a transparent person, sipping food and wine, watching the Spring Festival Gala on TV.

At the dinner table, grandparents tried their best to find a topic.

For example, Shi Yun's studies and Shi Yun's future plans.

Or maybe it's the son's recent company development...

When talking about Shi Yun, Shi Xu didn't speak, and when talking about Shi Xu, Shi Yun didn't speak.

Shi Yun immersed himself in the food, and felt that the dad next to him was drinking more and more, which was a red flag.

The Spring Festival Gala is held every year, but the boring skits every year are performing family reunion dramas.

However, this year's skit was boring, Shi Yun felt that it was aimed at their family.

In the skit warning the audience to drive carefully, the character looking forward to the return of his family finally read out with a sonorous voice: "For your family, drive carefully. For your parents and children, obey the traffic rules every time you travel..."

In the living room, there is no movement of food being served, only the TV sound of the Spring Festival Gala is playing. In recent years, fireworks have been banned, and even the sound of firecrackers can no longer be heard.

Grandma found the remote control somewhere, turned off the TV, told her son who had been drinking to eat more food, and asked her granddaughter not to sit there without moving her chopsticks.

Just like before a summer thunderstorm, breathing is suppressed, and the air pressure at the dining table is too low.

"I'm full." Shi Yun put down his chopsticks and was about to get up.

Grandpa instinctively called to her: "How much do you eat now? Eat a little more. This is the salted goose bought on the old street. You used to like it the most."

Shi Yun shook her head, she didn't want to stay for a second longer: "I don't want to eat."

"Go quickly if you don't want to eat." The tone was very aggressive.

Shi Yun stopped in the middle of the walk, only to hear the grandfather behind him quickly stop his son in a low voice: "What are you doing, it's the Chinese New Year, what do you want to do with the fierce child?"

"It's New Year's Eve." Shi Xu slapped the table, the wine fermented in his body, he staggered when he got up, he raised his finger and pointed at Shi Yun's back, "If it wasn't for her, the New Year's Eve I don’t have to go to the cemetery early in the morning. After the Chinese New Year, our family can have one more place..."

Yeah, if Mom hadn't picked her up that night, there wouldn't have been a car accident on the way home. That's right, if it weren't for her being depraved and decadent because of the relationship between men and women, my mother wouldn't have come out to look for her worriedly.

Shi Yun has also lived in guilt until now.

But she also needs comfort, but as a father, what Xu gave her was hatred and hatred like the perpetrator.

Shi Xu hated her, he told Shi Yun early in the morning to cheer up, but Shi Yun didn't listen to him, and went to drink with others instead of going home.

If she obeys, the wife doesn't need to drive to the bar to pick her up because she is worried.

Those hatreds and hatreds have become the ever-bright lights of the contradictions between father and daughter.

exist forever.

Human emotions are inherently complicated, and under the torment of guilt, Shi Yun was overwhelmed by the hostility from his closest relatives.

The two emotions converged, and finally became Shi Yun's poisonous sting to his father.

"It's not my mother who was killed by a car." Isn't she guilty or sad? Shi Yun turned around and looked at the person who pointed at her, she said duplicity, "Yes, my mother is dead, I'm happy, I'm happy."

Shi Yun went upstairs and found the suitcase in his room. She didn't take out a lot of clothes and things, and she didn't bother to stuff the pajamas on the bed into the suitcase, so she took her mobile phone and suitcase and went downstairs to leave.

In the living room, grandparents are still persuading their sons.

…

"Does she want to see how you treat your daughter in heaven?"

Then people who drink too much don't have the ability to think normally, and it's about her mother, who can't accept the death of his wife these years, and people who are immersed in grief also need to vent.

The truck driver who committed suicide in fear of guilt obviously couldn't be Shi Xu's outlet.

Grandma saw Shi Yun carrying the suitcase, and went up to meet her: "Why are you leaving now?"

Shi Yun didn't know how to answer, so he could only whisper to grandma, "I'm sorry."

When Shi Yun came out dragging his suitcase, he happened to bump into He Sui at the door.

With a red envelope in his hand, he was about to knock on the door of Shi Yun's house. Seeing her coming out of it, she still couldn't see her expression clearly under the darkness of night.

"Just right. Happy New Year, here's your red envelope." He Sui handed her the red envelope.

The door opened, and He Sui heard the quarrel coming from inside.

It's Shi Yun's father.

"Let her go, let her go."

He Sui knew what happened in an instant, the red envelope was still held up in his hand, the comforting words stuck in his throat, only Shi Yun's voice trembled, probably because he was so wronged that he wanted to cry.

"No, you don't want to give me red envelopes for your brother in the future."

He Sui, who passed by the door sideways, walked out towards the dark alley. Looking over, there were not many street lights on the long stretch of the road.

She wasn't wearing gloves, she was dragging the suitcase in one hand, and she was taking a taxi with her mobile phone in the other.

On New Year's Eve, the chance of getting a taxi is too small.

Thousands of lights were brightly lit, and the sky began to snow again.

The tears seemed to be frozen by such a cold winter. The hand that dragged the suitcase and the hand that held the phone were stiff from the wind.

The taxi interface also shows that it is calling.

Shi Yun heard someone calling him behind him, not grandpa or grandma.

He Sui trotted after her wearing a black padded jacket, and took out the car keys from his pocket: "Where do you want to go? I'll see you off."

The cold wind in winter was bitter, and when she opened her mouth, she felt the wind cut through her throat like a blade, and every word she spoke was excruciatingly painful.

Shi Yun: "No need."

Seeing her stubbornness, He Sui went straight to grab her suitcase, and then walked towards the place where he parked: "Why are you angry with me?"

He Sui put her suitcase in the trunk, opened the car door and looked at the person standing not far away who refused to come over: "Get in the car, who else can be your driver for the New Year's Eve?"

The car warms up a bit slowly in winter, so He Sui put on his seat belt, and watched Shi Yun walk over through the front windshield.

"Where are you going?" He Sui asked her when they got into the car.

Shi Yun had no other place to go except the dormitory. After she reported the address of the dormitory, she fell silent for a long time.

He Sui entered the school's address in the navigation, and the car slowly drove out of the parking lot: "It's too miserable for you to be alone in the dormitory on New Year's Eve."

Shi Yun turned his head back to him: "That's right, then throw me under the bridge, there are homeless people there."

"Tsk." He Sui was speechless, "That's not what I meant."

But he had no other choice, and he had nowhere for Shi Yun to live.

The road was slippery in the snow, and because Shi Yun couldn't take the express train, He Sui drove very slowly. The car is hung with a pendant for safe access, and there is also a close-to-face photo of him and a girl.

In the car, there was only the voice of the navigation broadcast. The Jiangling campus was about to arrive, and the female voice in the navigation reminded him that he was still 2.5 kilometers away from his destination.

Just as the mechanical female voice disappeared, Shi Yun heard the driver calling his name.

"Shi Yun."

He Sui looked ahead: "If you carry too much of the past on your body, you won't move forward. They don't want you to live your life like this."

The car turned into the dormitory area, surrounded by only street lights, and the leaves turned black at night, shaking against the wind.

He Sui sent her downstairs to the dormitory, got out of the car first and took her suitcase out of the trunk.

She didn't say goodbye either, and walked to the door of the dormitory building with her suitcase.

Shi Yun stood in the dark campus, He Sui had already left.

Today, the dormitory aunt doesn't know where to go. In the quiet surroundings, even the snow falls silently. Winter is really bad, and the world is quiet.

Taking out the access control card from his pocket, Shi Yun suddenly thought of Wei Zongying in the hot pot restaurant yesterday.

At that time, he also joked, "If you quarreled with your uncle and the dormitory is too deserted, why don't you come and join me."

His words sounded in her head, and after Shi Yun hesitated for a moment, she put the access control card she had just taken out of her pocket back into her pocket, and she took out her mobile phone from another coat pocket with her frozen hands.

He found out Wei Zongying's phone number.

Wei Congying and Lin Fang came out to play cards.

When he received the call, his Jin Junmei had just been served, and he was wearing a thin sweater and sitting in the heater with his sleeves pulled up to his elbows.

The mobile phone that was placed beside him vibrated for a while, and then the phone rang. Looking at the note on the call, he forgot for a moment that there were three more hurt people in the box: "Hello."

As soon as I said "Hello", I heard Lin Fang greet several other people, and the three of them had a perfect understanding.

The voice of pretending to be a woman came out in a tacit understanding.

It's really boring, but every time I see it, I find it extra fun.

Wei Congying took the phone away and scolded them: "Get out."

With that said, he got up and walked out of the box.

When the man came out of the box, he realized that it was snowing outside. The street lights along the street were all on. He was standing on the balcony of the box on the eighth floor. There was a small light on the balcony, and he could see snowflakes falling in front of his eyes. The downstairs was dim, and the snowflakes were like goose feathers falling into the abyss.

The person on the other end of the phone asked him, "Where are you?"

It was only four words, but Wei Congying could tell that she was in a bad mood.

Putting his hand on the snow-covered handrail, he casually pinched the snow, made small **** and threw them downstairs: "What's wrong?"

"Where are you?"

The person on the other end of the phone did not answer, but repeated the previous question.

"I played cards with Lin Fang and the others in Haiyue." Wei Congying answered truthfully, hearing that the emotion in Shi Yun's voice was wrong, "Where are you?"

Shi Yun: "Dormitory downstairs."

From Haiyue to the downstairs of Shiyun's dormitory, Wei Zongying reduced the half-hour drive to twenty minutes. Thanks to the lack of people on the street at this point in time.

When the headlights came from around the corner, Shi Yun was sitting on the suitcase, blowing the night wind in a daze. The snow fell on her body, and it had already accumulated a lot.

A branch of a tree next to her finally could not bear the weight of the snowflakes and fell from the leaves. She was as motionless as a snowman.

Wei Congying got out of the car and walked over, and then she slowly got up from the suitcase.

Every joint in her body seemed to be frozen, and she moved very slowly.

Street lamps hidden in camphor trees illuminated their surroundings.

Wei Congying looked at her and suddenly felt that she was like a lost child.

There were tears in her eyes. If he didn't come, she might have to cry alone in the snow. It's even more pitiful than the little match girl, so pitiful.

There was snow on her hair and clothes, Wei Congying raised her hand to brush it lightly, she ignored the suitcase, and lowered her head into his arms.

At that moment, Wei Zongying suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was a good thing he came.

The chill of the winter night wrapped her up, and Wei Congying raised his arms to hold her, feeling that she was so cold. The chin was pressed against her forehead, and the arms holding her were tightened, and the voice was very soft: "What's wrong?"

The person in his arms was silent for several seconds before speaking: "I had a fight with my dad."

A not too unexpected answer.

Wei Zongying put a cup of hot tea in the car, and he didn't know how he was brought out by the teacup and teapot with the logo of Haiyue Mansion printed on it.

Wei Zongying turned up the heater in the car a little bit, and the fans at the air outlets were facing her.

Asked why she quarreled with her uncle, he had his own guess: "Could it be because he found you a stepmother?"

Shi Yun held the hot water cup and shook his head: "My dad loves my mother so much, so after my mother died in a car accident because she was driving out to find me, he couldn't accept it. He thought it was me who killed me indirectly. Mom."

This answer was completely beyond Wei Zongying's expectations. He didn't believe in love since he was a child, and he also liked to mess with the relationship between men and women in many literatures.

He thought that the bad relationship between Shi Yun and her father was due to the clichéd stories about the vicious stepmother, but he didn't expect that there are really infatuated men in reality.

That's right, why not?

His father is also infatuated, remembering his first love that has passed away, and apologizing to his mother, and in the end he can take time out of his busy schedule to play with a woman who wants to climb up through a romantic relationship.

Scumbag and affectionate.

Shi Yun saw his surprise, and looked at him indifferently: "Every year and festival, my birthday, my mother's birthday, and his own birthday, he would go to see my mother in the cemetery. After my mother passed away, I Dad almost followed."

Her father really loves her mother.

So Shi Yun still remembered how broken her father was when he saw his mother trapped in the car and burned to a scorched corpse by the flames from the car.

Shi Yun has been excellent since she was a child. She has never been scolded or beaten.

The first slap in her life was the slap her father gave her that day. Shi Xu collapsed, because he had persuaded Shi Yun not to be immersed in emotional sadness, but Shi Yun didn't listen, she went to imitate others to numb herself with alcohol, and then made her mother who was worried about her drive to find her in the middle of the night.

She was also very guilty and broke down in pain, but the remaining relatives regarded her as an enemy.

Wei Zongying drove the car out of the school, and hung small red lanterns on the trees along the street, fluttering in the wind and snow. They seem to have brought a defensive shield themselves, making the atmosphere of the Spring Festival avoid them.

Shi Yun suddenly remembered that before he came, he was playing cards with Haiyue and Lin Fang, and asked casually, "Don't they need to have New Year's Eve dinner with their family?"

"It's not like in the past that you can only have a good meal during the Chinese New Year. The more big fish and meat are cooked these days, the appetite is average. Everyone ran away after two bites." Wei Congying continued, "We are like this in previous years. "

"Is there anyone more miserable than us during Chinese New Year?" Shi Yun looked at the street outside the car window, the snow was piled up, it was stained brown, and looked dirty.

Wei Congying supported the steering wheel and drove slowly: "We two miserable people won't be miserable when we get together."

"Is it right to be negative?" Shi Yun felt that this was not called being positive. Seeing him nodding in recognition, she sighed, "It's even more miserable to have fun in bitterness."

Wei Zongying's community is coming soon, the reunion festival, there are security guards on duty in the community guards, eating the New Year's Eve dinner brought by his family, it is estimated that the Spring Festival Gala is still the appetizer.

He said out of tune: "Aren't you happy to have fun with me?"

The author has something to say:

Hahahahaha many people asked me if I changed the copywriting because the original plot in the introduction is gone. In fact, Wei Cong probably didn't know about it on the day of his friend's wedding.

But after the wedding, the plot is also very fast.

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