Invade the World

  Chapter 203 I want to speak to you loudly——

   "Thank you today."

  When the two walked out of the box, the crowd on the street was still bustling. The small light bulbs hung on the street billboards and the lingering brilliance of the neon lamp posts standing at the door interweave into a curtain. In the noisy scene covered by night and crowds of people, it becomes more and more hazy, as if floating on the fog.

  The residual heat in the midsummer was blown away by the wind. They walked out of the dull room and fresh air poured into their nasal cavity. This kind of refreshing and happy moments made people feel calm.

   "Thank you for inviting me."

  Zhu Qingyue took a deep breath, then put her hands behind her back, turned around, and said to him with a friendly smile.

   "I didn't expect you to be so proactive, it seems I really underestimated you."

  Xu Xiangyang looked at her like this and knew that Lin Xingjie’s idea was not wrong.

   "I have to take care of my mother, so I can't travel with you"-this is not the real idea of ​​the squad leader.

  Even if the reasons she said are real, there are still thoughts in the girl's heart that she can't talk to them, and she doesn't want to express the thoughts to them.

   "This is definitely not my idea."

  Xu Xiangyang sighed. He didn't want to take any effort and admitted frankly.

  "It was actually Xingjie’s suggestion. If I were alone, I might not be able to think of such an unreasonable and rude approach."

  Yes, "unreasonable" and "rude", but it hit the nail on the head.

  Xu Xiangyang can't see through the concealment of the squad leader at a glance; this is what the once awkward hedgehog girl has grown into the most frank Lin Xingjie in the trio, can do.

  After understanding this, her reason for letting Xu Xiangyang take the initiative was clear:

  Because of Zhu Qingyue’s true thoughts, he will show it only after he, as a friend, comes to the door, forcing her and embarrassing her.

   "Really? That can only praise you for performing well."

  Looking at the look of the squad leader, she didn't seem to be surprised.

  Think about it, this girl knows his character well.

  Just like if there weren’t for Zhu Qingyue’s persecution at the sports meeting, he wouldn’t have made up his mind to confess to Xingjie so soon. He would suddenly act like this. Qingyue should have been able to think of the reason behind it early on-

   "But in my opinion, the important thing is that you really acted."

  The squad leader’s tone was slightly smiling, I don’t know if he was encouraging or joking,

   "Even if it is the reason and motivation given by others, as long as the person doing it is you, then it belongs to you."

  ……

  The two chatted while walking on the streets shrouded in summer night. The noisy atmosphere and noisy human voices obviously happened very close, but when he and Qingyue strolled and chatted side by side, they only felt like they were coming from far away.

  It's like the world is divided into small parts, only he and her are left in the world.

  The moonlight tonight is beautiful, and the stars that dot the night sky are dimmed because of this. They walked slowly, facing the fresh breeze from Xu Lai.

  When they were about to arrive at the street station, the two of them prepared to say goodbye, and each went back to their respective homes.

  Before saying "goodbye and good night", Xu Xiangyang hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help asking:

   "Will I do this useful?"

"Ok?"

  Zhu Qingyue tucked the tousled hair on her cheeks behind her ears—this obviously very common movement made his heart beat slightly, and the girl tilted her head slightly, expressing doubt.

   "I just invited you to come out and play..."

Although this reckless action of plucking up the courage and dragging unwilling (at least on the surface reluctant) friends out of the house is the first time for Xu Xiangyang, can this approach meet Xingjie’s requirements and ability? Can't change the mind of the squad leader, he really has no bottom in his heart.

  At least, from Zhu Qingyue's current performance, he can't see how effective his actions are.

  In short, her demeanor and demeanor can show that the girl really feels very happy; but walking along the way, the squad leader never meant to mention the topic...

  While he was distressing whether he wanted to ask again, there was the sound of tires rolling over the road not far away, and two beams of light passed through the dark night and landed on the road in front of the station.

   "呲——"

   Loud pneumatic brakes, and the telescopic door opened with a snap.

   "Don't worry, Xiangyang. Don't underestimate your status in my mind."

  The scent of curls flicked across his nose, leaving only a pleasant guarantee. The girl left him and trot to the bus parked on the side of the road.

  Before the car door closed, Zhu Qingyue turned around and waved goodbye to him with a smile on his face.

  "You made me make up my mind, thank you, and remember to say ‘thank you’ to Xingjie for me!"

  Xu Xiangyang nodded silently, and waved goodbye to her vigorously.

  *

  The smile that bloomed at the corner of the girl's mouth remained until she returned home.

   "...forgot to buy the shoes."

  Zhu Qingyue stood in front of her house, stopped and stood, she looked down at the slippers on her feet.

Although most of the journey is on the bus, but after all, it is to go around the streets and the video hall of the game hall. The original clean bunny slippers have become dirty, and the bunny ears on the toe are also listless. The ground drooped down.

  I clearly said in advance, "I will buy you shoes for you". As a result, I was immersed in the conversation.

  The door is locked. But she did not go to the security guard or the locksmith. With a lightly hooked finger, a crisp "click" came from the lock key, opening a gap.

   "Xiang Yang is really stupid. Does he really think of me as an ordinary girl? It's just a door, just use super powers, where is a locksmith?"

  Zhu Qingyue stretched out his hand to slowly open the door, muttering to herself.

   "Mom, I'm back!"

  While putting on a new pair of slippers near the shoe cabinet, holding the old dirty shoes in the other hand, she walked towards the living room.

  Of course, no response was received.

  No lights were turned on along the way, only the light of the TV screen was pulsating in the distance; looking forward along the dark corridor, it was like a beating campfire, but it was a pale, bleak fire.

If you go up the stairs, you will see doors, some are closed tightly, some are open; the open rooms are like caves that emit a chill, or a pair of huge dark mouths... …All she can do is related, wait until the daytime before going in to clean and tidy up.

  If someone strayed into this place, they might regard this place as a dark labyrinth, cold and gloomy, so that no one should come near; but for Zhu Qingyue, this is her home, a place she has been used to.

  Compared with the past, the heavy breathing that seemed to come from the mouth of a monster that was audible in the whole house has indeed disappeared; but the darkness that enveloped the whole house is still lingering.

  Zhu Qingyue only walked near the kitchen and heard the sound of TV coming from the sofa.

  The back of a woman with a rickety back and messy hair was lying on the sofa, bursting into laughter from time to time, her laughter leaned forward and backward, her voice was dry and hoarse.

  This scene, compared with the scene before she was dragged out of the door, did not change.

  Zhu Qingyue threw the slippers into the trash can, stood there quietly thinking for a while, and was ready to speak.

  In fact, Lin Xingjie and Xu Xiangyang may be able to see that she was insincere when she said "I don't want to travel with you two", but they don't know the specific process of what happened in the middle.

  Her mother's body has now recovered to the point where she can live on her own. Except for being unable to see people, her actions are as usual. In theory, even if Zhu Qingyue can't be at home for a period of time, there will be no problems.

  As for the things she needs in daily life, she only needs to buy them in advance and prepare them; in addition to the daily dishes in the refrigerator, there are also fresh vegetables, meats and fruits delivered to the door every day.

  In contrast, the opportunity to go out with Xiangyang and Xingjie is an opportunity that she does not want to miss from the heart.

  However, Zhu Qingyue and her mother mentioned it several times, but the response they received was not ideal.

  When Xu Xiangyang came to visit this evening, she didn't show the other person a good face at first because she was in a very bad mood at the time.

  Until the boys showed an unexpectedly tough side...

"mother."

  Zhu Qingyue reduced her mind and called her from behind.

  The woman did not respond. Her mouth was squirming and talking, but she was not talking to herself.

   "Let me comb your hair."

  The girl sighed, moved a stool over, sat down on the sofa, and began to comb her mother’s dry hair.

  "Look, it’s only a while...even if you don’t want to go out to meet people, you have to pay attention to your image in front of your daughter."

  The movements of Zhu Qingyue's hands are as dexterous and gentle as her words.

   But at this moment--

  For this period of time, the woman who has been ignoring Zhu Qingyue, suddenly stretched out her hand and held the girl's wrist tightly.

  The dry palms were fierce and hard, like a shackle, pinching a red mark on Zhu Qingyue’s soft skin.

   "Do you still want to leave? Do you want to abandon me? Just like that man?"

  The woman’s throat is dry, causing her voice to sound a bit sharp.

  Zhu Qingyue’s mother seemed to have regained her senses. The awkward state of consciousness that would talk to non-existent people was gone forever—or, that was originally her disguise.

  Zhu Qingyue was so painful that cold sweat broke out on her forehead, but her body remained motionless and did not resist.

  This scene seems familiar--

  But the next development has become different.

  The girl did not struggle, nor did she persuade her in a soft voice, so as to reassure her mother.

  After a moment of silence, Zhu Qingyue smiled slightly instead.

   "To be honest, mom. If I go out in the summer...well, it's about a week, will you die?"

  Direct, sharp words.

  The woman did not answer, Zhu Qingyue could only feel the strength from her wrist becoming more and more severe, as if the other party was thinking about breaking her hand directly.

  The girl's chest was stuffy due to the pain, her beautiful face was twisted in an instant, her lips were trembling, but her eyebrows were still frowned, trying to make a sound.

   "Look...it doesn't seem to be true, I think you are really reluctant to let yourself die..."

  Zhu Qingyue took a deep breath.

"That's good."

  While speaking, she covered her other hand and separated her mother’s fingers one by one.

  Zhu Qingyue’s mother was silent, did not continue to exert her violent force, only a pair of gloomy eyes under the hair curtain were staring at her.

   "Thank you, mom."

  The girl said softly.

   "But I have made up my mind to go out with two of my friends this summer vacation."

  "……"

   "I have grown up, mother. I am now different from the past."

  Zhu Qingyue got up from the chair.

  Her eyes began to become piercing, shining even more in the dark, full of hope; the girl straightened her chest and said loudly:

   "I will no longer be under your control!"

  Zhu Qingyue got more and more excited when she talked about it, she threw down her mother on the sofa, her hair slipped off her hand-she walked quickly to the corner of the living room and turned on the light.

  The bright light of the incandescent lamp filled the wide room in an instant. The TV screen is no longer the only source of light in the entire house.

The girl’s pace did not stop, she walked into the kitchen again and turned on the lights in the kitchen; then the lights in the hallway, the lights on the stairs; walked up the stairs "punk" and flew up the corridor Run, open every closed door, rush into the dark room and press the button for each light...

  All kinds of lights are lit up, like a bright river flowing through the house.

  Zhu Qingyue seemed to think that this was not fast enough, and only halfway through did he remember that there was a better way. She simply ran down the stairs, walked to the door, opened the electric gate on the shoe cabinet, and pulled all the switches down in one breath.

  Finally, the whole world was immersed in a brilliant light.

  The once gloomy house is now like a burning torch held high.

  The girl walked to the living room again. This time she strode to the front of the sofa and confronted her mother.

  Her chest was violently ups and downs due to the run just now, a few drops of sweat were stained on her youthful and pretty face, and her delicate bangs became slightly messy forehead hair.

  Zhu Qingyue waved her arm and declared loudly:

  "I will no longer be bound by you! I want to change myself like my friend...I want to live a new life!"

  The girl’s passionate attitude made her tone sound like she was singing;

  The opposite was the sharp and weird ridicule of the woman curled up on the sofa. The voice was almost like an old witch in a fairy tale.

   "You can't do it! You will become like me... Do you think so-called "friends" are trustworthy? Stupid, not even family members are worthy! You will be betrayed, you will be abandoned..."

  "Don't compare me with you! Don't confuse Xiangyang and Xingjie with that man!"

  Zhu Qingyue retorted loudly, feeling that her heart was beating fiercely as never before.

  At this moment, the mood she had suppressed for a long time and for a long time was finally liberated; at this moment, she needed to scold, scold, and vent, but she never tried to say bad words...

  At this moment, the girl’s mind suddenly flashed through what she had seen in TV family soap operas, the kind of unfilial son who was idle and exhausted his wealth and called her mother.

  "Stop lying to me, stop trying to control me..."

  Although it may not be suitable, Zhu Qingyue still tried her best to shout that word out.

   "——you... old lady!"

  *

  The quarrel between mother and daughter was extremely intense and lasted for a short time. The room shrouded in darkness quickly returned to silence.

The girl who didn't say a word stared at the woman for a long time; she waited until her chest slowly calmed down and her breathing no longer rushed, Zhu Qingyue slowly walked forward, hugged her mother's shoulders, and her whole body Leaning in the arms of the other person, whispered:

   "If I go, you can really take care of yourself alone, right?"

  Mother’s body temperature is slightly cold. She could feel the woman's dry fingers moving between her hair, a kind of long-lost love...

  Yes, my mother is touching her head, acting as gentle as before. She hasn't done this for a long time, so that Zhu Qingyue's consciousness was in a trance.

  But for some reason, the woman never answered her question.

  (End of this chapter)