Chapter 1

I still remember that it was the summer vacation after the first grade of high school.

On that day, Cheng Zijun, who was only 16 years old, was sleeping in bed and fighting in "Sekiro" when he was suddenly summoned by his parents.

He reluctantly put down the PS4 handle in his hand, pushed open the door and went to the living room, and found that his father and mother were already sitting upright on the sofa waiting for him.

The two of them sat at both ends of the couch, their mother hugging her arms, her face cold, and she didn't say a word; their father held his large thermos, looked at his watch, held his glasses, and pretended to blow the heat in the thermos, and smashed two sips of hot tea, but didn't say anything.

Seeing this, Cheng Zijun probably knew these two people in his heart, so he must have a quarrel again!

This kind of situation is common. Every time the two of them quarrel, they will have a cold war and no one will pay attention to each other. Every time, he, the son, acts as an intermediary, and passes messages for them, although the straight-line distance between them is less than two feet.

Cheng Zijun is already familiar with the current situation. He came to the sofa next to the two of them casually and sat down and asked:

Let’s talk, this time I’m talking to whom Ah again?

Dad coughed a few times, picked up the thermos in his hand, blew it at the mouth of the cup, and then carefully smashed the wolfberry tea in his mouth as if he was afraid of being scalded. Then he reluctantly put the thermos in his hand down, and then habitually pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose...

After finishing this series of tedious and lengthy preparations, he leaned forward slightly, rubbed his fingers repeatedly, as if he was considering the words and sentences, and said for a long time:

Xiaojun, this, uh...

My father was about to make a long speech, but the mother next to him was finally impatient and interrupted him:

Son, your dad and I decided to divorce, but don’t worry, your dad and mom will always love you.

My father seemed very unhappy about the interruption of his words. His face, which was already cloudy, became a little deeper. His whole face looked like a piece of black and hard charcoal. He complained to his mother:

Didn’t you agree to tell me about it!Why are you here to steal my words again?

My mother spread her hands weakly and said:

Wait for you to say Ah, I see that I can't tell the topic until tomorrow morning...

Dad wanted to argue, saying:

Xiaojun is still young, and we have to pay attention to the methods and methods of speaking to him. You can tell things so bluntly at once. Have you ever thought about what if he can't accept it?Have you ever considered his feelings?

Mom felt that her father was about to start talking again, and her scalp became numb. She said:

OK, you are a university professor, I don’t know about education as well, okay!

Dad continued:

It’s not that I want to argue with you, but I’m telling you this truth. A boy of Xiaojun’s age has not yet formed his three views, his psychological defense mechanism is not sound, and he is easily hurt. If you are not careful, you will leave psychological trauma. We have to follow the steps and pay attention to methods...

dad.

Cheng Zijun, who was sitting aside, finally couldn't help it and interrupted:

Dad and Mom, I support you. As the saying goes, a forced melon is not sweet. Since your relationship has faded, there is no need to force yourself to be together. I understand all of these.

My parents looked at Cheng Zijun together, a little surprised.

Koshu...

Cheng Zijun waved his hand and said:

Needless to say, you two will quarrel whenever you are together and quarrel when you are together. I am so tired of persuading the fight. I will quickly get rid of it so that I can't worry about it.

My parents were speechless, and I didn't expect that my son, who had just entered high school, would say such things.

By the way, who will I be with you after you leave?

Cheng Zijun suddenly threw another bomb problem, which made his parents anxious and at a loss.

Dad spoke first:

Uh, this is like this, I discussed with your mom, because my dad teaches in college, and in terms of education, well, this has some advantages. As for your mom, that, uh, you also know that she is a dancer, often performs Ah, rehearsals Ah, and so on, and often goes abroad, so if you stay with your dad, you will be better educated.

This time, my mother surprisingly did not interrupt my father's series of this and that, but waited until he finished speaking and added:

Son, you will continue to live here with your dad in the future. Mom will come to see you often. I have agreed with your dad, but he doesn’t object.

Dad quickly added:

Yes, I don’t object. If you miss your mother, she can come to see you at any time, or you can go over and stay with her for a few days.

Cheng Zijun asked again:

Then where will you live in the future?

Mom smiled and said:

Mom will go back to your grandma's house to stay for a few days, and then look for a house near the dance troupe. Don't worry, mom won't go far.

Cheng Zijun crossed his legs and tilted his head. He thought about it for a long time, and finally slapped his thigh and said:

OK, I agree, it's decided.

After saying that, he patted his butt and got up, went back to his room to continue the battle with "Sekiro".