Continuous snow-capped mountains, the wind blows away the silver sand on the white mountain tops, the silver peaks under the sky are bright blue in color, and white clouds surround the waist, giving it a unique charm.

Wen Liang closed his eyes tightly and clasped his fingers on his chest, as if praying silently to the snow-capped mountains.

"What are you praying for?"

He Tianran asked next to him.

The girl opened her eyes and said seriously:

"What you can't say will not work if you say it."

The boy smiled, "I know even if you don't tell me, you are praying that we will always be together..."

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…

"don't want!"

He Tianran suddenly woke up from the bed. He was covered in sweat, his eyes were red and swollen, and there were still wet tears hanging from the corners of his eyes.

The room was quiet, and the heavy curtains blocked the light. There was no sense of day or night in the room, except for the second hand of the alarm clock beside it, which made a beeping sound.

The National Day holiday has ended and it is now mid-October.

The boy closed himself in this relationship. He didn't want to go out or go to school.

With bare feet on the ground, he walked out of the bedroom. When he passed by the living room, he saw a mess. The pot was still soaked with uneaten instant noodles from the past few days. The messy take-out lunch boxes on the floor had become sour and smelly after many days of "fermentation".

A strange smell filled the whole room, but He Tianran was expressionless about it. He walked into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, took some water and poured it on his face.

Water droplets fell from the tips of his hair that covered his eyes. The man in the mirror had swollen cheeks and was extremely distracted. His hair was dirty and greasy. The fluff on his lips had grown into a ring of stubble all the way to his temples. He

His eyes were cloudy and bloodshot, and he didn't look like a teenager.

He left the bathroom and sat down in front of the computer. The blue fluorescent light in the darkness hit his pale face. After a while, gunshots rang out in the bedroom.

What time is it now?

Day or night?

The cell phone was not far away, but it had long since run out of battery.

The game was not going well. His proud reflexes seemed to have been taken away by God at this moment. Many times, he stood still and did not react until the enemy knocked out half of his health.

"Are you a primary school student? Don't you know how to shoot? Can you go back to class?"

The roars and dissatisfaction of teammates came from the speakers.

He Tianran's hands left the keyboard numbly, and he stared blankly at the screen that turned into black and white, and then with a "click", the entire computer turned off completely.

The power is out.

His face was reflected on the screen, and his expression gradually changed from absentmindedness to depression, and finally turned into sadness.

Tears fell again, and he wiped them with his sleeve casually. There were already some light red scratches on the edges of his eyes, which would cause slight pain when touched, but he didn't notice them at all.

He sat on a chair and couldn't stop crying.

Outside the bedroom door, there was the sound of the door opening, and then footsteps entered the house.

"Oh, it tastes quite strong."

"Sir, the situation here is that you will have to pay extra for cleaning later."

"Yes, yes, hurry up."

The men's jokes and the middle-aged women's complaints reached He Tianran's ears. He stood up in a hurry and was about to close the bedroom door, but at this time, one foot happened to get stuck on the edge of the threshold.

"Don't make this really feel like your home."

He Panshan said something through the crack in the door, and then pushed the door open.

He Tianran was pushed back a few steps. The man entered the bedroom and closed the door. Facing his son's current appearance, he was silent for a few seconds, then walked to the window and opened the curtains.

The dazzling sunlight poured in from outside the house. He Tianran was like a ghost afraid of seeing the light, raising his arms and unable to open his eyes.

"On the first day of vacation, your teacher called me and said you didn't go to school. It's been almost a week now. Have you had enough rest?"

He Panshan turned his back to He Tianran, grabbed a corner of the sheet and looked at it, then threw it aside as if disgusted, and sat on the bed with his legs crossed.

He Tianran squatted in a dark corner and remained silent.

"I also received a call from your master two days ago. He also asked me why you stopped going to the boxing gym. I heard a story from him, but judging from your current appearance, it may not be the full story."

He Panshan lit a cigarette. He was used to this kind of communication with his son. One was talkative and the other was taciturn.

"Actually, no matter the school or the boxing gym, they were not the first to call me. Instead, it was your classmate Xiao Wen who called me during the long vacation. That's why I tolerate you being like this.

Long."

He Tianran suddenly raised his head. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but no words came out.

Suddenly, something was stuffed into his mouth.

"It's just one, it'll be gone after you smoke it."

He Panshan looked at him condescendingly and lit a cigarette for himself again.

"It's normal to be rejected. Anyway, now that I think about it, wow, this little girl is really interesting."

He Tianran choked on the cigarette in his mouth and coughed repeatedly, but he did not throw away the cigarette in his hand. He looked at the burning cigarette butt and whispered:

"The person I like is not her..."

After saying that, he took a deep breath, looking uncomfortable, and resisted the urge to cough.

He Panshan was a little confused. He Tianran looked up and looked away:

"You do not understand."

"..."

These three words made the old man with a rich love history laugh. He also squatted down and joked:

"What's the matter? After this experience, you have made your life clear, haven't you?"

He Tianran was too lazy to pay attention to him. At this time, there was a knock on the bedroom door, and the voice of the cleaning aunt came from outside the house:

"Sir, your house's water supply is cut off, so I can't mop the floor."

"Ah, you should do what you can first. I just paid for the water and electricity. I think they will be here soon."

"Oh well."

Inside the door, He Panshan stared at his son again, without speaking in a hurry, and the two of them finished their cigarettes in silence.

But just because his father didn't speak, He Tianran felt even less confident to look at him.

"I'm not here to persuade you, I'm here to inform you..."

He Panshan stood up and said the next sentence:

"It's time for you to go back to school. You are a student now. I'm very busy with work. I can't care about you so much, and I don't want to care about you so much. You have to digest this matter by yourself. If you can't get out of it, I'm sorry. This is

I will help you pay the rent, water and electricity for the last time, whether it is moving or doing odd jobs, I don’t care anymore, you will fend for yourself.”

After saying that, he was about to go out, but then he looked back at his son and finally sighed.

"Son, you really have to work hard..."

He Tianran was puzzled and heard his father continue:

"Originally I didn't want to tell you, but... your brother's TOEFL and SAT test scores this year are both very good. Several good overseas universities are interested and are already in contact with me... Tsk, take care of yourself.

think about it."

He Tianran was an only child, but that was before his father remarried.

He doesn't have a free-for-all sister like in anime, but he has a younger brother who comes out of nowhere like in bloody family dramas.
Chapter completed!