Unbridled

85

The thoughts of Liu Jinpeng and Ding Ji are all cold-handled overnight. I haven't seen each other before. Now, face-to-face will definitely have an eager outbreak of emotions. I can buffer it a little overnight.

Besides, before he was on vacation, he might not go back to his parents’ house for a week or a summer vacation, let alone go back on the first day of vacation.

Daddy's words, let alone Ding Ji, even grandpa and grandma were stunned.

"Ouch," said the grandmother, "this is just back. I flew all the way, and I still have the energy to eat after I finish my meal."

Dad didn't speak.

"Don't move this evening, Peng Peng also came specially," said Auntie. "Besides, Ding Ji didn't see grandpa and grandma this semester. Why don't you get tired of his grandma at night."

My dad just opened his mouth and wanted to speak. My mom snatched up in front of him and said, "Also, let's talk tomorrow."

Ding Ji breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well," Dad answered, his tone was a little tough, but it was still restrained, "accompany grandpa and grandma first."

After tidying up the table, everyone chatted for a while, and the mother and father got up and left.

Ding Ji, like every time they had to leave early after having a meal together, happily sent them to the door without changing their faces.

But he didn't dare to send one more step, and he left the protection circle of his grandparents. It was not impossible for his father to kick him from the third floor to the first floor.

Dad probably thought that time was too short to settle accounts with him, and went downstairs without going back after heading out.

After stepping down two steps, the mother looked back at him and said in a low voice, "You'd better have a psychological preparation. This is not something you can do with two sentences."

Although the voice is low, the tone is very heavy.

"Hmm." Ding Jiying responded.

As soon as the father and mother left, the whole room seemed to be relaxed. The younger uncle slipped out on the sofa and lay down. The grandfather put on the tea set, and the younger aunt and grandma were sitting and waiting to drink.

Only Xiao Mungdou was watching the American drama with her mother's iPad as before, and the adults around her could not affect her in any way.

"Why fast-forward again?" Liu Jinpeng was looking at her next to her.

"Can't you see it? They are about to kiss," Xiao Mungdou said, "I don't want to see it."

"Then I want to see it." Liu Jinpeng said.

"Peng Peng, go away!" Aunt pointed at him, "Not a little good."

"Write a good word all over me," Liu Jinpeng stood up, walked to Ding Ji's side, and hit him on the shoulder. "Is it?"

"Dou'er," Ding Ji turned to look at Little Green Bean. "Is it?"

"It's okay," Xiao Mungdou said, "it's just a little silly, but you both have been iron for more than ten years, do you still have to ask me?"

Ding Ji laughed at once. In the past, he grabbed Xiao Mungdou's head and said: "You will be scared to death in a few years."

Ding Ji and Liu Jinpeng squeezed together on a single sofa, chatting while watching TV.

"What day do the little fairies come to play at home?" Grandma asked as she nibbled at the seeds.

Ding Ji paused before speaking: "I don't know yet. I just got home and there are many things."

"Say ahead if you want to come," said the grandmother, "I will fry the pancakes for him."

"Do you still have to say it in advance," said the aunt, "we have prepared a cafeteria for the Chinese New Year. What's not there?"

"Not necessarily," Grandpa said. "This old lady always feels close, or Xiao Ji will not complain about buying food every day."

A group of people chatted for an hour, and when the young aunt's family was going away, Liu Jinpeng took Ding Ji and said to take a walk, and went downstairs together.

After the uncle's car drove away, Liu Jinpeng walked towards the road, and while walking, he turned back and said, "I go out and turn around, and I will wait for you at the intersection trash can in half an hour."

"Huh." Ding Ji pulled the jacket zipper to the head and pulled the hat down again.

I don't know what happened to Lin Wuyu. He touched his phone and sent a message first.

-convenient?

-Convenient, phone?

Ding Ji directly called the phone: "I rely on, how is it? Did your parents embarrass you?"

"No, it's all here," Lin Wuyu said. "How can it be embarrassing, how are you?"

"It's calm and quiet at the moment. My dad sees me like an enemy," Ding Ji said. "But it's okay. I was just scared to death and suddenly let me go home with them. Fortunately, my aunt and grandma stopped me."

"Have they left?" Lin Wuyu asked.

"Well," Ding Ji said, "I guess I will get back tomorrow."

"You speak to control a little bit," Lin Wuyu said, "Don't be too hard, intensify emotions."

"I know, I should respond to whatever I say," Ding Ji said, "No one can change this, I just carried a scolding, I could bear everything, and beat me three or five times It’s okay, but I don’t think I’ll do it. They are embarrassed to beat me.

"Are you outside?" Lin Wuyu asked, "I heard the wind."

"Well downstairs, Peng Peng pulled me out," Ding Ji said, "It's still inconvenient to call in the house, in case my grandma swipes to a sentence, where are you?"

"At home," Lin Wuyu said, "I am at home alone."

"You have been at home for the Chinese New Year this year?" Ding Ji said, "Are there any other places to go? If you can't stay, going to Xu Tianbo's house is better than being at your house."

"It's okay. It's been more than ten years since the New Year at home. Do you still care more about this time?" Lin Wuyu smiled.

"Anyway, I'll look at the situation here. I'll go to you if I have nothing to do." Ding Ji said.

"Ding Ji," Lin Wuyu said, "Don't mess with your parents this time, if you go out, no matter who you see, you will be considered to be dating..."

"Then I can't go out yet?" Ding Ji said.

Lin Wuyu didn't speak.

"Come on," Ding Ji sighed. He knew Lin Wuyu's meaning. It didn't take long for the winter vacation anyway. At least he kept a honest state before the showdown with his parents. He didn't intensify contradictions. He kicked Kick the ice on the roadside, "I know, I'll call and video if I want you during this time."

"Well." Lin Wuyu responded.

Ding Ji and Liu Jinpeng didn’t spend too much time outside. They had to go back to accompany their grandparents, and it was too cold outside. Many shops were closed immediately after the New Year. There was no place to find a place to warm up.

"I knew you both had to be frozen back." Grandma said with a smile.

"Hey," Liu Jinpeng squatted next to the radiator. "It's really New Year's Eve. It's lively at home. Walking on the street feels like fleeing."

"Did you buy everything for the New Year?" Ding Ji sat next to her grandmother.

"Qi La," said the grandmother, "I don't want you to accompany me to buy vegetables this year, so you can play with you. There is no winter homework at university?"

"Why can't I," Ding Ji said, "it's just different from the previous one, and I have to write a report."

"It's terrible," Grandma reached out and patted Grandpa. "I didn't hear it. I only went to college for half a year, so I have to report."

Ding Ji couldn't help laughing: "Grandma, you're done."

"Then you should make a report, don't do the same as before," said the grandmother. "If you don't write it, let your aunt get scolded by the teacher or write it in the last two days."

"Uh." Ding Ji nodded.

Staying with grandma was his most reassuring time.

But now this kind of peace of mind is the biggest suffering for him.

But the unexpectedly greater torment was unexpected by Ding Ji.

The next day he fidgeted at his grandma's house waiting for the call of his parents, but he received no news, no news, and no phone calls.

Ding Ji was a little bit confused, I don't know what this means.

But he didn't dare to go out. He could only be bored at home and chat with Lin Wuyu. The two guessed together, when will Dad find him.

"Probably going to dinner in the evening," Lin Wuyu said, "it's more natural to take you away after dinner."

Ding Ji couldn't help but got up and went to the living room: "Grandma."

"Here." Grandma responded in the kitchen.

"Shall we have dinner tonight?" Ding Ji asked.

"Yeah, I have eaten a little bit today," said the grandmother. "I have to prepare a bunch of vegetables for the Chinese New Year these days."

Mom and Dad didn't have any news until night, didn't come to dinner, and didn't tell him to go back.

The same is true on the third day.

Ding Ji was a little bit confused, and it would be New Year's Day in two days. Is Dad going to talk about it after the New Year? If this is the case, why was he anxious to call him back the first day he returned?

"Is your dad..." Lin Wuyu said, "Waiting for you to take the initiative?"

"I'm leaning!" Ding Ji suddenly sat up straight. "Maybe it's true! I'm leaning! If that's the case, then I lost the first round!"

"If you don't go back to see the situation," Lin Wuyu said, "If they plan to talk after the New Year, it means that they want to try not to let the emotions of several of you affect grandparents, then you shouldn't have it when you go back. It’s a big problem, if it’s waiting for you to take the initiative...it’s going to get back even more.

"Well," Ding Ji took a breath. "Kiss me and give me some courage."

Lin Wuyu sipped loudly.

"I'll go over there," Ding Ji stuffed two books in his bag. There was his changing clothes at home, he just had to bring two books to his dad to see. came back."

"It should be back yesterday," Grandpa said. "Your dad doesn't like to talk. Waiting for you to realize it. If you don't realize it, he will be unhappy."

"Then you don't remind me." Ding Ji said.

"Isn't that reluctant, I want to stay with you for a little longer," Grandpa said with a smile, "especially your grandma, it's stupid."

"You two..." Ding Ji patted Grandpa's shoulder in the past. "You're so good, old Ding."

"Go, hurry up," said the grandmother, "can still catch up with dinner, give your dad a call and let them cook your meal, or you have to make instant noodles yourself."

"Don't worry," Ding Ji said with a smile, "I know."

The phone didn't make a call.

Ding Ji didn't know whether it was because the phone was called as soon as it was called, or because he thought his parents were waiting for him.

When I walked downstairs, I met the aunt Sun who lives in his house to the door. Before he could say hello, Aunt Sun first said: "Yo, is this Ding Ji?"

"Yes, Aunt Sun is good." Ding Ji smiled. The number of times he came back was too few, and the neighbors knew this one. It seems that Aunt Sun was also somewhat vague about him.

"You came after your parents came back from the hospital," said Aunt Sun, "still filial."

"...Ah." Ding Ji didn't know what to say.

"Hurry up," said Aunt Sun, "said that the fever has retreated, and it looks much better than in the morning."

"Okay." Ding Ji nodded quickly.

Is this dad's fever? Or mom?

Ding Ji shook his hand a little when he took the key, but he didn't worry too much, he got a fever and had already retreated, but if it was really because of his business, it would be a bit of a fire.

When opening the door, Ding Ji first glanced at the dad sitting on the sofa, his face gloomy.

"Dad." He called.

Dad turned darker when he turned to see him.

"I'm back." Dad said.

"Well," Ding Ji turned back and closed the door. "How about my mother?"

"It's resting in the room." Dad said.

Ding Ji glanced over to the bedroom of the two of them. The door was closed. He put the bag on the shoe cabinet and changed shoes while saying, "I just met Aunt Sun. I said you just came back from the hospital. Mom has a fever?"

"It's already back, now it's a little tired." Dad said.

"Oh." Ding Ji changed his shoes and stood in the living room, wondering if he should visit his mother, or just sit down and start talking with his father.

The bedroom door opened, and the mother came out with a tired look.

"Mom." Ding Ji quickly turned around.

"I thought you wouldn't come back," my mother gathered her hair. "I didn't prepare any vegetables either. My dad and I didn't have enough food for a while, so I just let Sister Liu go home early for the New Year."

"It's okay," Ding Ji said, "I... I'll take out a few dishes and come back to eat later."

"Can't eat," Mommy took a chair and sat next to the table, looking at him, "How can you have the resistance of young people, at our age, we would have been under great pressure, and if we had something, we fell. ."

Ding Ji did not speak, hesitated for a few seconds, and sat on the sofa opposite his father.

There was a silence in the living room. My dad didn't say anything, just looked at him. My mother held her forehead and didn't know where to look.

Ding Ji didn't dare to lean on the sofa. His dad wasn't used to the way he lay halfway when he touched the sofa at his grandparents' home. At this time, he was quite straight.

It was sore to the back that he was sore. He had to bow his back and relax, with his elbows on his knees, and said first: "Just, what I told you before on the phone..."

He glanced at his father and mother, and there was no response, so he continued to say: "I'm very sorry, it makes you uncomfortable."

"Who is it?" Dad asked.

"What... who is it?" Ding Ji froze.

"There must always be someone who knows what happened to you," Dad asked. "Who is it?"

"This is actually not important," Ding Ji said. "It's the same for everyone, something earlier and later."

The mother smiled: "It's so touching."

Ding Ji stopped breathing for two seconds, and there was no sound.

"You are good enough," Dad said, "others go to study, you do these things."

"There are also many people who fall in love at university," Ding Ji said, "It's just..."

"Just what?" Dad said, "You still think you're right?"

Ding Ji shut his mouth and did not continue.

"Okay, depending on your attitude, it doesn't make much sense to talk now," Dad said. "No more."

Ding Ji froze for a moment, he didn't expect his dad to be so simple, he almost took the word, and then I went back to my grandparents' house.

Dad stood up, walked in front of him and stared at him for a while: "Go home first."

Ding Ji didn’t know what it meant, but at the moment he didn’t think about it. He didn’t know what to say to change the deadlock for a while, so he stood up, picked up his bag and walked in Into the house.

When he closed the door, he didn't touch the door handle.

By the time he reacted, the door was already taken by him, and then he heard a click.

"Dad!" Ding Ji threw the bag, thumped the door, and stared at the door lock again to confirm it.

The door lock was changed, and it wasn't an indoor lock, but a door lock, with the keyhole facing the room.

"What are you doing!" Ding Ji roared.

"You think about these two days," Dad's voice sounded outside the door, "Relax, let you go out during the New Year, you don't want to let grandparents know, I don't want to be angry with them, but I hope you can calm down Think about it."

"What do I want?" Ding Ji patted the door. "What can I think! I didn't do something wrong! I didn't make any mistake! Can I solve it if I think about it!"

There was no sound outside the door.

"Even if I figured it out! I'm not guilty! I'm so guilty!" Ding Ji kicked the door, shaking with anxiety, "Can I get rid of this **** god! You should calmly think about you!" You are all people who have studied abroad! Do you have no such common sense!"

There was still no sound outside the door.

Ding Ji turned around twice in the house and back to the door, listening to the outside against the door panel.

I heard my mother's subtle voice: "It doesn't make much sense."

"It doesn't make sense to discuss whether it makes sense now," Dad's voice is also very subtle, "He has been used to it for more than ten years..."

Dad's voice was lower, and what Ding Ji couldn't hear clearly.

But he understood a little bit, and his parents knew that this was an unchangeable fact, but his father still used the most unreasonable means, probably because he never listened to his parents.

Ding Ji turned around and leaned on the door. He didn't know how he felt at this moment, but only felt dazed and ridiculous.

He did everything possible, prepared various explanations, and thought about countless scenes.

Wan Wan didn't expect that his parents wouldn't need any explanation from him, and he didn't have any questions about this matter.

He just chose such an opportunity to punish his "disobedience".