sinovels Chapter 4, finally keep the clouds open
Chapter 4, finally keep the clouds open
Recently, Hongzhu is very depressed, his brother doesn't allow him to have intimate contact with him, it used to be common for him to hug and sleep together, but now he runs away even if he is hugged.
"Have you made your brother angry recently?" Grandpa asked as he looked at his son who was sitting alone in the living room watching TV.
Hong Cha looked at his father: "Brother, you don't like to talk to me recently."
"Isn't it Saturday today? Dad will give you some money, and you and your brother will go out to play."
Hongzhu leaned on the sofa, with a helpless expression: "Brother, he ran out to collect scenery early in the morning, and I don't even know when he left."
"Your brother has been under a lot of pressure recently."
"Huh?" Hong Cha looked at his father: "What's wrong? What happened to him?"
Grandfather lit a cigarette: "Your aunt talks to your brother about volunteering. Your brother always looks like he's laughing, and your aunt is a little unhappy." Hongfather said with a sigh: "It's not like you don't know, Your aunt is a bit overly controlling your brother, and your brother is a bit unrestrained, when these two meet together, maybe your brother will run away from home."
"Dad, why don't you care about my major?"
Grandfather spit out the smoke: "You must choose with your brother, I don't have to worry."
"Dad." Hong Cha looked at his father with some annoyance: "You know what? My brother said that I should live without him."
"Your brother said so?"
Hongzhu nodded depressedly: "Don't tell me, what school he wants to go to in the future. I asked him if we can take the Tsinghua exam together, and he said that I should grow up."
The great-grandfather who seemed to understand something stubbed out the cigarette: "Your brother is right, it's better for you to decide for yourself."
Qi Meng is in a good mood recently, although his mother is always pestering him to ask him about volunteering, he just needs to pretend to be stupid, anyway, he has already made preparations for the future.
The camera in my hand has been changed. The previous one was honorably laid off at the beginning of the sophomore year of high school. Even though my mother doesn’t like him doing nothing like this every day, it’s a pity that I can’t help it. I am born free.
Wu Xian Shichang would send him some strange songs, and sometimes he would send photos. The latest news is that he is going to debut as a young genius.
You see, there are people in this world who are shining brightly for their dreams.
A little girl holding a balloon ran by the side of the street. Behind her was her elder brother who was chasing after her sister. The two of them smiled crisply and cleanly. Qi Meng hurriedly raised the camera to take pictures. For some reason, they looked a little like him and When the milk bag was small.
Have you been a little aggressive towards milk bags recently?
Buy him a sugar cookie as compensation.
After all, he rode his bicycle and rode to the former sugar bakery.
"Grandpa, four sugar cakes." Qi Meng shouted into the shop.
Old man Hua, who was old but already healthy, responded, and made the sugar cake in less than 2 minutes, and handed it over to Qi Meng.
"Grandpa, will I be gone if I come late today?"
Grandpa smiled heartily: "You are lucky, there are still these last four left, bought for your brother?"
"No, he and I are the only ones in our family."
"Go back early, child, the sun is going down..."
"Hey." Qi Meng replied flatly: "Master, you should go to bed earlier, I will come to buy it tomorrow."
The old man smiled and said, "You kid always scares me, never did you say it, you really came here."
"Hey, grandpa, you really have a 30-year-old brain, you remember so clearly."
In the slanting light of the setting sun, the old man stood in the backlight, his body covered with orange sunlight...
If I really go abroad to study photography, I guess I won't be able to see the old man for four years.
Qi Meng shouted: "You watch it, I will definitely come tomorrow."
"Okay, I'll wait for you." The old man smiled while holding the broom.
When Qi Meng opened the door and entered, Hongzhu was depressed in the room, the boy looked up as soon as he came in: "Brother, you are back."
"Haven't you been to your grandparents' place for a few days?" Putting the sugar cake in front of Hong Cha: "I bought it for you. I originally planned to buy it for you as a supper."
"Go, come back, the two of them have become more and more verbose recently, I don't want to go."
Qi Meng looked at Hongzhu's improved mood: "You are starting to be self-willed too. You used to be more obedient when you were still a little milk bag."
"Brother, do you like me at that time very much?"
Qi Meng rested her chin with one hand: "You are not bad now, you are more cheerful than before. Many people told me that you have received love letters from many girls."
"Yeah." Hongzhu lowered his head and ate the sugar cake.
Seeing that his younger brother's aura is not high, Qi Meng didn't say anything anymore, he opened the door and planned to go back to his room, he just lay on the bed for a few seconds.
Hong Cha opened the door and came in, sitting on his brother's bed.
"Why?" Qi Meng lay on his side and looked at his brother's aggrieved face.
Hong Cha opened Qi Meng's drawer: "Brother, you are no less than me."
Qi Meng was startled, looked at the envelopes with love in a drawer, and said with a guilty conscience: "Some are girls, I want them to be brought to you. Look for them."
Hong Cha looked at his brother's indifferent attitude, and rushed forward a little sadly.
"Baby, you are past the age where you can act like a baby with your brother, and you will be a college student next year."
"So what's the matter? Brother, I'm only fifteen."
"That's right, I even forgot that you are two years younger than me."
Hong Cha was a little happy: "Can I still act like a baby to you?"
Qi Meng imitated Hongzhu's smiling face: "I can't."
"why!"
"Because you want to..." Qi Meng's eyes softened when he looked at Hongzhu, with a little sadness of giving up...
You've got to get used to being without me.
Your brother, I can't hurt you.
you are me...
My favorite little milk bag.
Qi Meng said with a smile on his face: "Because you are about to take the college entrance examination, and after the college entrance examination is over, we two can have fun together, you can act like a spoiled child however you want."
Hongzhu looked at the corners of his brother's raised mouth, his brother was lying, he always lied.
"Okay, let's go play together after the college entrance examination."
During meal time, Qi's mother repeated the old saying again, and Qi Meng smiled at his mother like a peony flower: "Master, are you tired?"
"You decide quickly that I won't be tired. Tomorrow and Sunday, I will take you to a professor in the medical school to see what the medical school is like."
"Okay." The corners of Qi Meng's mouth almost cracked.
"If you don't decide, you have to listen to the mother's decision. The adults are doing it for your own good."
"Know, know."
Hongzhu couldn't help looking at Mother Qi, who was staring at Qi Meng who was eating with her head down, not knowing what she was thinking.
Early the next morning, Mother Qi pushed open the door of Qi Meng's room, only to find that she had already run away.
Grandfather sat in the living room and laughed loudly: "Our family Qi Meng is sensible, do you really think he can live according to your arrangement?"
"I... Am I not for him? That kid doesn't know what he's thinking all day long. "
"Don't keep saying that you are doing it for the child's good. He is almost an adult, so he must have ideas."
Mother Qi looked at Qi Meng's room worriedly: "His thoughts are all fantasy."
"Hey." Father Hong acted as peacemaker: "Don't say that, isn't our Qi Meng's friend, Wu Xian, already a singer? I heard that he has become famous since he debuted."
"It's just playing with these children with eyes on the top of their heads that makes our family Qi Meng become weird."
"..."
Hong Cha was waiting for his brother in the living room early in the morning. When his brother saw him, he was surprised: "You kid, aren't you, so early?"
"I knew a long time ago, brother, you will definitely run away."
"I can't help it. My mother is too controlling, and I can't save her face. 36 is the best strategy."
"Where are you going today?"
"Hey, grandpa."
"I'll go as well."
"Okay, let's go."
At the end of the first semester, Qi Meng received a courier, which was Wu Xian's album.
At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night on New Year's Eve, the family gathered together to watch the new year. Qi Meng went to the bathroom, and Qi's mother helped Qi Meng answer a phone call. Although Qi Meng quickly snatched the phone, Qi's mother still heard the call The content on that end.
Qi's mother looked at her son with some incomprehension, and Qi Meng smiled brightly: "I didn't expect to pass it."
"Come with me to the room."
Hong's father looked at Qi's mother's expression and asked, "What's the matter? Open the skylight and tell the truth, don't make it so scary."
Qi Meng said vaguely: "My mother may want to talk to me about volunteering."
Afterwards, however, he understood...
"Brother, auntie, if you have something to say, just talk outside, I know, brother, he passed the French art admissions."
Qi Meng looked at Hongzhua in surprise: "When did you know?"
"Start learning French from you."
Mother Qi trembled from anger: "You, do you know where France is?"
"Yes, in Europe."
"Qi Meng, mother is only your son, I don't agree with you going."
Qi Meng also sat down: "Why? Mom?"
"No reason, I just don't allow you to go." Mother Qi looked at her son's smiling face, how could her obedient son become so rebellious, go to a good university, get a good job, get married and have children? This is the life I want Qi Meng to live, why does this child stay away from her and fly to other places.
Qi Meng looked at the end of the Spring Festival Gala on TV: "Today is not suitable for talking about this, Mom, let's talk about it in a few days."
After finishing speaking, Qi Meng walked towards his room with a hache.
The mother's angry voice came from behind: "Qi Meng, if you dare to go to that kind of place to learn photography, I will treat you as my son."
This scene is very familiar, when I was a child...
At that time, Dad was still alive, and Mom always stood in the living room and quarreled with Dad. The most common sentence she said was: "You go, you go, if you go, I will pretend that Qi Meng does not have you as a father."
Originally, my father always compromised, but the last time my father did not compromise, he went out and never came back.
【Mom, do you want me to be forced away by your dictatorship just like my father? 】
As long as there is one word, his mother will feel guilty immediately, and will not stop him immediately.But I can't say it, I would be too selfish if I said it.
Qi Meng closed the door, it seems that he should pay more attention to his mobile phone in the future.
He never thought of persuading his mother. Mother is a stubborn person. Only when it really happens can mother realize that things don't have to go according to her ideas.
He sometimes wondered what would happen if his mother knew that he liked his brother, she might kick him out of the house immediately.
The door was pushed open, and Hong Cha walked in.
"elder brother."
"Well, aren't you going to sleep?"
"Tonight's New Year's Eve, my aunt is crying in the living room, and my dad asked me to come and see you."
"Thanks to your father."
Hongzhu sat next to Qi Meng: "Brother, do you really want to leave?"
"Since it has passed, it must go."
Hongzhu stretched out his arms and hugged his brother: "Can't you walk?"
Qi Meng leaned closer to his brother: "Your brother wants to live his own life, he doesn't want to go to boring classes every day, and smile with people he doesn't know. Your brother is also a human being, and everyone gets tired."
"Then what should I do?" Hong Cha rubbed against his brother.
"You?" Qi Meng smiled softly in the dark night: "You should grow up too, so is it possible that you still plan to follow me for the rest of your life?"
"Can't you?"
Qi Meng smiled lightly and said, "Of course not."
"Brother, why don't I go to France with you, I read it online, there are many..."
Qi Meng hugged his younger brother tightly tightly, suffocating his younger brother's heart, and said in a low voice: "Baby, brother, I can't harm you."
"You didn't harm me, brother, I did it willingly. I will go abroad with you, let's go together!"
"you……"
Hongchao pushed his brother down under him: "You said my life, I will be the master, I've made my decision."
"Ok?"
"I will always follow you, wherever you go, I will follow you, don't you like to take pictures? I can also learn, I can learn computer, I am so smart, it is impossible..."
Qi Meng hugged his younger brother's neck with some long arms, but he was satisfied in his heart. If it was possible for his younger brother to have the same feelings as him, he might as well give it a try: "Then what you like..."
Hong Cha still didn't quite understand, so he just hugged his brother tighter: "Brother, you are my favorite."