Soon, tea was delivered.
The hot tea was still steaming, and the white smoke curled upwards and finally dissipated.
Cheng Ye picked up the hot tea, blew away the foam, and took a sip.
"Let's talk about family matters. We both have to go somewhere else to collect debts later, so let's just talk about it."
The woman was still a little restrained. She stood there, feeling uncomfortable all over. She didn't know where to go with her hands or where to look with her eyes.
"Don't worry, we won't look for your son. We will keep our word." Cheng Ye sighed and promised.
The woman relaxed a little.
Liu Jianjun and Cheng Ye looked at each other, and he said, "I also have a child at home, which gives me a headache. I see your child is so good, how do you usually train him?"
Mentioning her son's excellence, the woman couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips. Although she was still restraining herself, it was obvious that she was happy.
She said humbly: "To be honest, I haven't read any books, and there is nothing I don't want to cultivate. The main thing is for the children to strive for their own success."
Liu Jianjun took the opportunity to continue asking: "It's rare for a child to be so sensible. I see he has so many awards and certificates."
Mentioning this, the woman's face couldn't help but be filled with happiness.
Her son is her pride.
For more than ten years, she has received numerous awards and certificates, but she has never had to worry about it.
Sometimes she felt that her son was a gift given to her by God who could not stand her poor life.
"This child is really sensible. He has never made me worry about anything since he was a child. When he was still in my arms, he didn't cry like other children.
He has known how to watch people's emotions since he was a child. His father loves to drink, and he always cooks hangover soup in advance when his father comes home late.
Later, I went to school, and every time I came back from school, I would help with housework. Sometimes I woke up late in the morning, and he had already prepared breakfast.
Now that he is in high school... I am afraid of delaying his studies, so I have arranged accommodation for him. "
When the woman mentioned her son, her gray eyes lit up again.
It was like a beacon on the vast sea, illuminating her only hope in life.
Perhaps in the woman's mind, as long as she survives for another year and waits for her son to go to college and go to other places, she will be free.
Unfortunately, they did not wait for that day.
One day before the college entrance examination, the boy died, and his parents also died.
Although it is not clear what is going on, the key now is to unravel the boy's obsession.
Liu Jianjun began to chat with women one after another.
Cheng Ye couldn't talk about this topic. After all, he had never really taken care of a child. The only daughter he had taken care of was not as sensible as a child.
Only people like Liu Jianjun, who have really experienced children's rebellion and know the sadness of being a parent, can empathize with women.
As the two of them chatted more and more, Cheng Ye always felt a little uneasy.
He couldn't help but wonder where Xiao Ming would go. The map was so small, where could he hide himself?
Could it be that... you have found a house and are ready to settle down?
Cheng Ye felt a headache, and the topic of Liu Jianjun and women finally got closer.
"...This child is really sensible. If it weren't for him, I would have divorced his father long ago. But I can't do this for the sake of my child. At least, I have to wait until he finishes the college entrance examination. He really becomes I feel relieved now that I am an adult..." The woman lowered her head, her tone was sad and full of helplessness.
Liu Jianjun said thoughtfully: "Maybe the child knows the relationship between you and his father?"
The woman smiled bitterly and raised her head: "I know what you are thinking, but we are a small county. I am really afraid that he will be criticized if I get divorced. It doesn't matter what happens to me. I only have one year left." As long as he survives a year and flies away, I won't be afraid of anything."
Cheng Ye raised his eyebrows slightly.
He caught a key word, small county.
He intervened in the chat pretending to be nonchalant: "By the way, how far is it from Star City?"
This sentence is a temptation.
The woman looked over in confusion: "Star City? I don't know."
She smiled bitterly: "His father doesn't work, and I need to earn all the expenses at home. I don't have time to watch TV, let alone learn about the outside world. I'm sorry..."
Cheng Ye shook his head and said it didn't matter.
Sure enough, the game would not let him get the answer so easily.
At this time, the door suddenly opened.
The boy came back carrying a worn schoolbag.
He was still wearing the clothes he wore when he first saw him, which were a little shorter and turned white after washing.
The woman seemed a little surprised and glanced at Liu Jianjun and Cheng Ye subconsciously, as if she was worried that they were talking nonsense.
Cheng Ye gave a reassuring expression.
The woman was still worried, but she smiled and asked, "Why did you come back suddenly?"
The young man glanced at Cheng Ye and Liu Jianjun on the sofa: "I forgot to take something. Come back and get it."
The woman quickly stepped forward and took the boy's schoolbag: "If you forget something, just call mom. Mom sent it to you, why did you come back in person?"
The young man said softly: "It's okay, mom. I happen to be a little tired from studying. I want to take a walk to relax."
"Okay, okay." The woman put the boy's schoolbag away and asked, "Have you eaten yet? Mom will order you a bowl of noodles?"
The boy nodded: "Okay mom, I'm just a little hungry."
"Okay, okay, mom, go right now." The woman quickly walked into the kitchen and prepared to fuck the boy.
The young man walked to the sofa and sat down as if nothing had happened.
He spoke softly: "Outsiders, are you interested in my story?"
Cheng Ye and Liu Jianjun didn't change their expressions.
Since the nightmare was created by the boy, he is naturally a bystander to the whole world, and it is normal for him to remember them.
Cheng Ye nodded: "I'm a little interested. I see that you are a very good, sensible and filial person. I don't quite understand what happened that night."
The young man lowered his head and smiled: "You can't find anything. The dreams here are all random. They are any day in my memory, but the last day was blocked..."
"...So, you will never find out the truth."
Cheng Ye looked at the boy. In fact, his mother had just said a lot about him.
No matter from any angle, there is no way to connect him with the cruel person he was that night.
It was as if he had become a different person.
However, he has now personally admitted that this dream is the quagmire that binds him.
He couldn't escape, and no one else could struggle.
The only thing he can do is to give others sweet dreams as much as possible.
But he is always trapped in a dream day after day, never seeing the light of day.
He must be tired too, right?
He watched his mother's hard work day after day, but was unable to change it.
After all, this is the established past, the past that cannot be changed.
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