Chapter 296 Do You Know Why I Hate English?

After dinner, it was already dark.

Xia Beiqing wrapped Shen Zhiyu into his arms, and then nestled on the sofa to watch a movie.

He lowered his head, bit Shen Zhiyu's earlobe, and suddenly said, "Mr. Shen, do you know why I hate English?"

Shen Zhiyu was leaning on Xia Beiqing's chest and turned to look at him: "Why? Do you bother?"

"No, my English was good when I was a child!" The boy's tone was flamboyant, and soon his voice dropped again: "When I was ten years old, I had a tutor, and my mother was always sick and would stay there for most of the year. In the hospital, she taught me English and took care of me like a mother, I like her very much, respect her very much, oh yes, she is the same as you, her surname is Shen."

Shen Zhiyu's back was slightly stiff, his pupils behind the lens swayed, his lips wriggled twice, but he couldn't speak.

"But one day..." Xia Beiqing rested his forehead on his shoulder, his voice was muffled and trembling: "One day, I found out that she and my father were having an affair in the study, isn't it ridiculous? It turns out that her care for me was just a matter of To please my dad, just to take my mom's place, it's really... disgusting! I ran back to my room and tore the English book and the English test paper, and I never learned English since then , I can't wait to pour out all those words in my mind!"

Shen Zhiyu could clearly feel that the boy was holding him harder and harder, as if he was trying his best to endure something.

"Later, when I went to the hospital to see my mother, my mother didn't know anything. She asked me why my father didn't come to see her. I could only make up a lie, saying that my father was too busy. I still remember that my mother looked out the window, I look forward to my father appearing when the peach blossoms are in full bloom. That night, my mother died, and she couldn't wait for the peach blossoms to bloom, nor for her father. At that time... what was my father doing? " Xia Beiqing suddenly spilled out a few low voices. Laugh, the laughter is full of irony and bitterness: "My dad, he is traveling with his lover..."

Shen Zhiyu pursed his thin lips tightly, and couldn't even say a word of comfort. He sat up slightly, hugged Xia Beiqing's head, and stroked his hands one after another, moving carefully.

Xia Beiqing buried his head in his neck, like a wounded little beast, pitiful and aggrieved: "Actually, the saddest thing for me is not that my father doesn't love my mother, but that he loved my mother, so even if my grandfather did No matter how much my uncle and the others objected, my mother recklessly married my father. My father used to be so kind to my mother. Every holiday, I would prepare gifts carefully. I never said a harsh word to my mother. Would you say that if you change your mind, you will change your mind?"

Shen Zhiyu pressed against his head and rubbed lightly twice: "Maybe... love is not firm enough."

"Later, I broke up with my family and went to live at my uncle's house. My uncle was very strict with me. If I was naughty and didn't study hard, he would kick me out. At first I thought he just said Said, until the sixth grade, I fought with my classmates, and the result..." Xia Beiqing suddenly raised his head, rubbed the tears from his tears, and said angrily: "In the end, he really kicked me out, the big one. It was still raining at night, I huddled on the side of the street by myself, I had no money, and I didn’t know where to go. I just carried it all night, and ran back the next day, swearing to him that I would be obedient in the future. ."