Insomnia

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Wen Qingying thought for a while: "Let's wait until we are leaving."

After hugging each other in silence for a long time, he seemed to feel more at ease and said, "Sir, can you do me a favor?"

Tao Ling comforted him, "Say it."

Wen Qingying took a breath: "I, I want to tell you about my mother's death, and then...record it."

When he heard the word "death", Tao Ling's heart started to beat crazily, and his mind couldn't keep up. He asked in a daze: "Record it?"

"Well," Wen Qingying said, "I'm afraid I won't know what to say to Yunnan's father when I see him. It will be easier to speak to you."

Tao Ling finally got out of his dazed state, suppressed his emotions and said, "Okay."

Wen Qingying let him go and lowered her eyes: "I'm going to take a shower first."

Tao Ling nodded in a daze.

When Wen Qingying entered the bathroom, he walked back and forth in the room twice, recalling what Wen Qingying said just now, and finally confirmed that Wen Qingying really wanted to tell him about the past.

The window was half open, it was a rainy night outside, and the summer wind came slowly from a distance, blowing on people's faces and bringing some cool moisture, as well as the fragrance of flowers——

There was a glass vase on the windowsill with a bouquet of fresh cut flowers in it.

Wen Qingying and Tao Ling sat cross-legged on the bed, facing each other, with their mobile phones next to them and recording on.

"It's okay, just speak slowly," Tao Ling urged.

Wen Qingying nodded, held his hand and said, "Tomorrow is my mother's birthday."

Tao Ling responded: "Yes."

"When I was very young, about four or five years old, my dad took me out to play, but left me in a strange city. I stayed in an aid station for a while, and then my mom found me and took me to Yunnan. Home."

At this point, Wen Qingying stopped, was silent for a long time, and said, "Sir, no, I can't continue talking when I see the phone is recording."

Tao Ling said, "How about we close it? Then go see the Yun family. If you can't tell me, I will help you."

Wen Qingying rubbed her face and said nothing.

Tao Ling reached out and turned off both of their phones and said, "You and I are the only ones left now."

The breeze lifted the curtains, and the night light on the bedside was dim. Wen Qingying leaned against the bedside, and Tao Ling moved a little bit, half-lying side by side with him.

Tao Ling handed over a glass of red wine and Wen Qingying drank half of it.

Putting down the cup, he said: "My mother took me to the Yun family. The Yun family is very big. She is married and already has a child. It's Yunnan."

"The man she later married was a very elegant man, but he didn't talk much and didn't smile. She asked me to call me dad, but I can no longer call him dad, so I always call him Uncle Yun."

"Uncle Yun's daughter, Yun Xin, is three years older than me. She was very nice to me at first, but people in her uncle's family don't like me, and people in the Yun family's house don't like me either... As time goes by, I don't follow her very much. Play with her."

Tao Ling squeezed his hand and encouraged him to continue talking.

Wen Qingying smiled and glanced sideways at him: "My mother's mentality is not very good. She has a failed marriage in front of her and a family that has not been happy since she was a child, so she is still unhappy even if she marries Uncle Yun. This I never express my unhappiness in front of other people in the Yun family, only in front of me."

"Do you blame her?" Tao Ling asked softly.

Wen Qingying smiled: "No wonder, I know I am different to her. All her bad emotions are only thrown at me, which shows that I am special."

Tao Ling's heart tightened: "How old were you then? Have you been like this since you were a child?"

"Yes." Wen Qingying responded indifferently, "Sir, let's just skip the middle. There's nothing to talk about."

Tao Ling suppressed his emotions and said, "Okay, you grow up in a flash and suddenly go to college."

Wen Qingying laughed for a while and said: "When I was in college, I had a tumor on my vocal cord, so I went for surgery. The condition was not too serious, so I couldn't speak for half a year after the surgery, and later developed acute otitis media. "

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