Chapter 18

It was only 8:30 when we got home. The boss saw that everyone was really tired and he rarely asked us to finish working overtime with great compassion, and only asked us to be in high spirits when we came back tomorrow.

Kong Jiayang thought I would not end at 10 o'clock, and said he would wait for me under the company on time. I didn't tell him about getting off work early. When he came back, he found him calling on the balcony of the master bedroom.

He was particularly focused on the fight, leaning against the balcony and looking out, I could vaguely see the corner of his gentle raised mouth.

Since that family dinner in Shura, his distant niece seems to have been severely educated, and the number of calls to him has been greatly reduced. Recently, he has only spoken to him occasionally.

I didn't bother him, and went back to the second bedroom to change into the home clothes, and then quietly thought about the new planning point of the program on the computer.

When he came out again, Kong Jiayang was already asleep on the bed in the master bedroom, his phone was still at his hand, and the screen was already dark.

I covered him with a blanket with my hands and feet, and I sat by the bed and looked at him carefully.

Perhaps because he has been too busy recently, he has not had a good rest, and now he is in a state of deep green.

I kissed the corner of his mouth with heartache.

I walked to the kitchen and wanted to wash some fruit for him to eat, but I found that the faucet broke at some point and could not produce water.

I remembered that there was a repairman's phone number on his phone, and I didn't want to disturb him sleep, so I quietly took his phone and went to the living room.

We know our respective mobile phone passwords, but we have never seen each other's phone. This is the first time I have turned on his phone.

I was stunned for a moment when I opened Kong Jiayang's recent call.

His fingers slid. During the recent call, he would call someone every time, and he would call her almost every day when I and him had a cold war due to misunderstandings.

And his notes on her turned out to be Mom.

I called in disbelief, and only a cold and mechanical female voice came from there. Hello, the number you are dialing is an empty number. Please check it before dialing.

Surprised and puzzled, I thought of his long-time friend Chen Zhou, so I immediately called him to find out the situation.

Chen Zhou, who was over there, was silent for a moment after hearing my question, before speaking: I thought... you know.

He slowly stated everything to me:

You also know that Jiayang lost his parents at the age of ten, and he was soon sent abroad, without a single person close to him.For a child who is only ten years old, he has been thrown into a foreign country before he has recovered from the pain of losing his parents, living in an unfamiliar environment, dealing with unfamiliar people, healing alone, and learning to grow up alone.

Jiayang was taller when he was in middle school. Before middle school, he was often bullied by foreign children because of his thin figure.Children don’t know anything, but they will tacitly hang out with Asian faces. Jiayang and I became friends at that time.

He was speechless at that time, and he rarely spoke to his teachers and foster families when he was bullied.Later, our relationship became better and better, and sometimes he would tell me what he thought, but not much.

Until one time, I found him talking with his cell phone and smiling.I asked him who he was and he was particularly embarrassed to say that he was calling his mother.I was also very stupid at that time and said to him brainlessly, "Your mother has passed away." He said confidently and stubbornly that his mother would definitely hear it. I was very ignorant at the time and thought he was abnormal, so I kept arguing with him. He was very angry, and in the end we fought.

Gradually I realized that he needed someone to talk to and needed a sustenance.Because he missed his mother very much and had nowhere to tell the pain that was about to break out in his heart, he called his mother and believed that she would hear it.

Later, things got better and better, and he would not call his mother every day, but he would escape when he encountered things he didn't want to face, so he would call his mother to tell him about his troubles every time in this situation.Of course, when life is smooth, he will also call his mother to tell him what happy things he has experienced and what interesting people he has met.

Jiayang has grown into the best now, but if he removes all the looks he has learned after he has worked hard, he is essentially a child.

A child who has been bullied during the day, is lonely and helpless in the dark, misses his parents who have passed away crazyly. He has many words to tell his mother, so he picks up his mobile phone and dials his mother's empty number.

I held my phone, and tears fell as soon as I heard it. In the end, my vision was blurred. I thanked Chen Zhou, and hung up the phone with trembling fingers.

I can't imagine how I would have survived a dark and terrible night if I was Kong Jiayang, and I went to a completely unfamiliar place and experienced bad things in that situation.

All kinds of memories flowed towards me like a tide in my head, and I realized that all kinds of events were traceable.

No wonder Kong Jiayang frequently called him during the Cold War with him, always whispering softly and chatting for a long time. It turned out that he was confiding with his most trusted mother and asking her what he should do.

Open his phone again and click on the text message.

In the interface with Mom, he was always sending text messages, and without exception, the text messages were all red exclamation marks in front of them.

All of them were text messages that were not sent out, from bottom to top, all of which were messages he wanted to send to his mother he missed so much:

Mom, I went to Chuchu’s company today. She was very happy to see me. I could feel that she was also loving me wholeheartedly.

Mom, Chuchu and I have made up!I had a misunderstanding before, hahahahaha!

Chuchu wants to divorce me, she has someone she likes.

I have been in a cold war with Chuchu. She seems to hate me very much, and I don’t know what to do.

……

Big tears flowed out of my eyes. I felt that I might not be able to suppress my tears when I continued to look at it. And this was what he sent to my mother. I realized that I was invading his privacy.

It took twenty minutes to calm down when I ran to the bathroom. I washed my face, checked it again before returning to the master bedroom.

As soon as he put his phone on the edge of the bed, Kong Jiayang woke up.

He opened his eyes and looked stunned and asked me: Chuchu, when did you come back?How long have I slept?

I lay next to him and replied with a smile: I came back early, I didn't tell you.

Why are your eyes red?He habitually pinched my waist, keenly capturing my red eyes.

Looking at his concerned eyes, I felt a hot stream coming up from my eyes again. I hurriedly got into his arms to prevent him from seeing any abnormality.

I just watched a movie and cried so hard that it was so shameless.I hugged him tightly and said in a muffled voice.

Don't cry anymore.He patted my back with his big hands, then looked down at me and said mischievously, "It's so ugly."

Kong Jiayang!I have to treat your mouth well today!I said with a angrily eyebrows.

After turning over and sitting on him, I looked down at Kong Jiayang's smiling eyes, lowered my head and gave him a deep kiss.

I clearly thought I couldn't cry in front of him, but when my body was rising and falling quickly, I still cried uncontrollably, calling his name over and over again with a crying voice and calling him husband.

Kong Jiayang's eyes also turned red, and the speed under him continued to accelerate. Finally, he grabbed the back of my head with his big hand and swallowed all my whimpers into his stomach.