MTL - My Underachieving Seatmate Doesn’t Need Any Comforting-Chapter 101

He Shen didn't quite understand: "Diary?"

Qiao Shao suppressed the throbbing heart and said, "Let's go back."

He Shen asked him: "You ..."

Qiao Shao shook his head and said, "It's getting late, Big Joe should be worried."

He was like this, and He Shen couldn't ask any more. He could only shake his hand to appease him and said, "Let's go."

They returned to the banquet hall. Qiao Shao went to find his father. Qiao Zongmin looked at his son's flushed eyes, and his heart fluttered. He immediately apologized to the people around him, avoiding people and asking him, "Remember what?"

Qiao Shao's lips trembled and whispered, "I want to go home."

Qiao Zongmin immediately said, "Okay, let's go back."

The banquet was almost over. Qiao Zongmin said his son was not feeling well and no one dared to keep him.

When sending them away, He Shen was full of worries, but was not good enough to ask, and could only send a WeChat to Qiao Shao. Qiao Shao didn't bring a cell phone, so he couldn't see it. In fact, he couldn't watch it when he brought it. All his energy was used to control the shaking hands.

It took almost an hour to get home, and the advantage was that Qiao Shao had calmed down.

Qiao Zongmin asked him as soon as he entered the house, "What's wrong?"

Qiao Shao looked up at him, his lips trembling, "Our heir diary ..."

Qiao Zongmin felt as if he had been shocked, with a layer of goosebumps all over him: "You ..."

Qiao Shao felt that these words were too exciting for his father, and he breathed out: "I want to go up and see."

Qiao Zongmin's voice was low and dumb: "I'll stay with you."

"No," Qiao Shao said to his father, "I'll go up."

Qiao Zongmin clenched his fists and stood at the stairs: "Okay, I'll wait for you below."

Qiao Shao didn't even dare to look at his father. He could imagine the expression of his father, and it must be extremely sad.

In this abyss of losing love, the most painful is actually his father.

Qiao Shao wore a neat suit, step by step up the staircase covered with silver ash carpet, he paused when he reached the second floor. After breathing a little, he tightened the handrail. Under normal circumstances, Qiao Shao rarely touched the handrail of the stairs. After all, he was young and jumped up a few steps. But now he is like an elderly man who needs a handrail as a crutch to support himself Go up to the third floor.

The third floor was his favorite place to go when he was a kid, because his parents' bedroom was there and their study was there.

Xiao Qiaoshao had troubled many times because he slept on the second floor alone. Later, Qiao Zongmin saw his wife to be soft-hearted and forced him to be carried away. The reason was that the man's husband had to bear the burden.

Although Yang Yun was distressed, she was also afraid of spoiling her son. She hardly hardened her heart and did not look at his son's red eyes.

Who would have thought that Qiao Shao, who had grown up, had lost the courage to go to the third floor.

When Qiao Shao walked the last step, it seemed as if he had climbed a few kilometres of high mountains, and his inexhaustible tiredness and heavy pressure were on his chest.

Don't be afraid, Qiao Shao told himself, don't be afraid ...

His father needs him, his family needs him, and his Heshen also needs him. He needs to be braver. He has to face the past, face the memories, face the pain of forgetting, and the lost happiness.

Qiao Shao stood outside his mother's study, behind the apricot carved wooden door was his past.

Push away and go in ...

"Shao Shao!"

Qiao Zongmin was uneasy after all. What he saw on the third floor was Qiao Shao who passed out.

The son fell out of his wife's study, his face pale and bloodless, and the corners of his tight mouth overflowed with blood.

Qiao Zongmin was anxious, and while calling his name, he opened his mouth vigorously, fearing that he might bite his tongue.

Aunt Wu called a family doctor, and the doctor finally stabilized after giving Qiao Shao a shot.

The whole portrait of Qiao Zongmin was washed with water, and his hair and clothes were wet with cold sweat.

Aunt Wu distressed and said, "Sir, please take a shower."

Qiao Zongmin shook his head: "No need." He didn't want to leave his son for a step, his fear grabbed his heart, and he couldn't tolerate the loved one being taken away by death again.

Qiao Shao woke up slowly until the next day, seeing the familiar ceiling, and his heart was full of weakness-he couldn't do it, even if he knew the key was there, he was still afraid.

What a coward.

"Hungry?" Qiao Zongmin's voice sounded.

Qiao Shao turned his head and saw that Dad was still wearing yesterday's clothes, his hair was messy, and his face was all worried and tired.

Big Joe stayed up all night ...

Qiao Shao felt a remorse again.

Qiao Zongmin did not dare to mention what happened last night and asked him, "Do you want something to eat?"

Qiao Shao sat up and looked at his father: "Dad, can you invite Dr. Zhang to come?"

Qiao Zongmin remembered the scene from last night, and was very scared in his heart: "Don't worry, take your time, wait a few days ..."

Qiao Shao interrupted him: "I want to see Dr. Zhang."

Qiao Zongmin: "..."

Qiao Shao stared at his father and said, "I can, Dad, believe me."

Qiao Zongmin's eyebrows tightened tightly, and there was a sense of weakness in the voice that no one had ever heard: "Shao Shao, in fact, you can't remember anything, it doesn't matter, father ..."

"No!" Qiao Shao said, "I have to remember, I shouldn't forget her!"

Qiao Zongmin's nose was sore. The man who was crying only at his wife's funeral flushed. "I ... I'll contact Dr. Zhang."

Qiao Shao relaxed and leaned on the bed.

When Zhang Guanting came, he saw his uncle Qiao Zongmin stunned: "General Joe ...

Qiao Zongmin said: "I'm fine, go and see Xiaoshao."

Zhang Guanting said nothing and went upstairs to Qiao Shao's bedroom.

Qiao Shao's spirit is much better. After seeing Zhang Guanting, he straightly said: "Dr. Zhang, I know how to restore memory."

Zhang Guanting said, "But didn't have the courage to open the door?"

Qiao Shao looked down: "Are I too useless?"

Zhang Guanting whispered: "You are very strong, you are a very strong child I have ever met."

Qiao Shao tightened the quilt and said, "But I can't do it ..." Knowing that the front is the end, knowing that running can be over, he stopped at the last step.

Zhang Guanting looked at him gently and gently, and he said to him with a voice like a dream: "Why do you have to do it yourself?"

Qiao Shao froze.

Zhang Guanting continued: "Why not call him together, hasn't he given you a lot of courage."

Qiao Shao looked up sharply, his pupils narrowed.

Zhang Guanting gave him the answer: "Let him accompany you. With him, you can definitely open the door."

He Shen, with him?

Qiao Shao looked stunned, but a new hope poured out in his heart.

"I ... I'm looking for him," Qiao Shao remembered after saying, "I'll talk to my dad first!"

Zhang Guanting smiled, "Don't panic, you can."

Qiao Shao exhaled, "Thank you, Dr. Zhang."

Zhang Guanting said: "Wait for the good news."

As the so-called word awakened the dreamer, what Qiao Shao could not do by himself, he could do it with He Shen.

He has appetite because of He Shen, because He Shen can sleep peacefully, and he even remembers so many things because of He Shen, so this time, as long as He Shen is there, he will be able to unlock the "key".

Qiao Shao waited for Dr. Zhang to leave and said to Qiao Zongmin, "Dad, can He Shen come to our house?"

Qiao Zongmin froze, but did not respond to this connection.

Qiao Shao's throat surged and said, "I have talked with Dr. Zhang, and he suggested that He Shen accompany me to the third floor."

Qiao Zongmin frowned: "Why is he ..."

Under this circumstance, Qiao Shao didn't dare to confess the relationship, and just said, "Probably, he ... is very important to me."

Qiao Zongmin's eyes flashed and he said, "I support everything that is good for your body."

Qiao Shao felt warm, and said, "I told him to come over."

Qiao Zongmin said, "Give me the address, and I'll have someone pick him up."

Qiao Shao was not sure where he was, and said, "No, he can do it by himself." After that, he called He Shen.

He Shen stayed up all night, always remembering Qiao Shao in his heart, and now seeing Qiao Shao's call, he immediately answered: "Little Shao?"

Qiao Shao was about to say something, and a little embarrassed. He cleared his throat and said, "Is it convenient to come to my house?"

He Shen had no idea that Qiao Shao would let him go to his house.

Qiao Shao was somewhat restrained: "I have something I need you to help."

He said so, let alone go to Qiao's house, and Dao Shan Huo Hai He Shen would not frown.

He Shen said: "Send me a place."

Qiao Shao said: "Huh!"

Hanging up, Qiao Shao saw Dad thoughtfully, and suddenly remembered something again, he said: "That ..."

Qiao Zongmin looked at him.

Qiao Shao felt that this matter must be said in advance, otherwise Dad would be more affected: "In fact, He Shen was originally named Xie."

Big Joe:"!"

Qiao Shao bit his head and said, "He was originally called Xie Shen ..."

Qiao Zongmin's voice was slightly raised: "The child from Xie family?"

Qiao Shao quickly explained: "He had run away from home before, and he was studying in Donggao. He had a hard time. Don't be so prejudiced against him. He is different from those of the Xie family.

Qiao Zongmin was so shocked that he couldn't even speak! He told him so much that he was afraid that his son would be fooled by a bad boy, but ...

Qiao Shao reminded him: "What you said, as long as it is good for me, you support it."

Qiao Zongmin said: "Thanks deeply ..."

Qiao Shao said: "It's not his word, I still can't eat or sleep, I can't remember anything!"

Qiao Zongmin's language was blocked.

He Shen came very quickly. He should have returned to the rental house last night, otherwise he would not have arrived so soon.

Qiao Zongmin opened the door for him personally and saw this false face he had seen only last night. He almost slammed the door!

He Shen was very polite: "Hello."

Qiao Shao greeted quickly: "Fast forward." By the way reminded Da Qiao.

Da Qiao was aggrieved, but he didn't dare to say anything, he could only hold his face like a statue.

Qiao Shao didn't dare to be too intimate with He Shen, because he was too irritated, which made him furious.

He Shen was full of Qiao Shao, and at a glance he saw that his spirit was not good: "Did you sleep well last night?"

In fact, Qiao Shao slept well, but his spirit was stimulated and his face was a bit ugly. He said, "OK."

He Shen wanted to shake his hand. Taking into account Mr. Qiao's hot eyes, he held back: "Is there anything I can do for you?"

Who knew Qiao Shao took his hand and said, "Come with me to somewhere."

He Shen resisted the urge to hold him back: "Huh?"

Qiao Shao raised him and said, "Come with me."

Qiao Zongmin was standing in the lobby on the first floor, with mixed feelings in his heart, giving birth to the sadness of his cabbage being swept by pigs.

What's going on, why did the son get so stupid!

Qiao Shao pulled He Shen up to the second floor and walked step by step to the third floor. He whispered, "The third floor is where my dad and my mother are."

He Shen understood vaguely, he quietly took his hand.

Qiao Shao was talking to him, and he was talking to himself: "Since I got home, I have never dared to go up to the third floor."

He Shen felt Qiao Shao's nervousness, he said, "Is there anything for your mother there?"

"A lot," Qiao Shao took a deep breath, "I dare not think of her, so I dare not go up."

He Shen worked hard to ease his mood: "You now ..."

Qiao Shao looked at him and said, "I can come up now, but there is something that I dare not face alone."

He Shen clenched his hands and said, "I'll stay with you."

Qiao Shao said, "Well, I need you to stay with me."

This remark made He Shen feel warm, and at the same time he felt more distressed.

When he came to his mother's study room again, Qiao Shao felt better than before.

Although he was still a little scared and his hands were shaking uncontrollably, as long as he felt the temperature belonging to He Shen from the palm of his hand, he could keep calm.

Qiao Shao closed his eyes and turned the doorknob—mum, long time no see.

He murmured in his heart and walked into this study where he lost his master.

Suddenly, everything familiar came to his face. He seemed to see the mother under the entire book wall, sitting on the beige sofa, sipping tea.

She is beautiful. She is the most beautiful woman in his heart. Even wearing loose home clothes, she is like an angel falling into the world. Even the lightest smile on the corner of her mouth is full of sacred light, which can give him the deepest comfort.

Qiao Shao looked at his eyes without blinking, his breath was almost frozen.

"Xiao Shao." He Shen called him softly.

Qiao Shao came back from the trance, he let go of He Shen's hand, and said to him as he walked to the nobody's desk: "Here is our heirloom diary."

He Shen followed him.

Qiao Shao opened a wooden box with neatly arranged dozens of thick calendars.

Most covers are red, with gold and green, and each cover has a bronzing year.

Qiao Shao shakes his hand and takes out □□: “This is the treasure of the three of us.”

He Shen didn't know what it was, and he didn't know if he should see it.

However, Qiao Shao has opened one of them in front of him, which contains three completely different fonts.

One is Juan Xiu's lower case, one is a rough cursive script, and the other is a childish handwriting apparently from a child.

While seeing this scene, Qiao Shao's tears rolled down, he said: "Since the day I can hold the pen, my mother has prepared such a diary, and the three of us will write something on it every day."

He rubbed his fingers with the old paper and whispered softly, "You see what my dad wrote this day: Old man Sun is really not a thing, and I pour Lao Tzu; my mother wrote: Comrade Daqiao overturned the vase Xiao Qiao didn't want to do homework when he was in troubled waters; and I wrote: Drunk Da Qiao was so stinky that my mother would sleep with me. "

He Shen looked stunned.

It was a very narrow piece of paper, and there were not many places to write. They wrote very trivial and simple things, but it was full of the warmth and sweetness of a family.

Qiao Shao laughed and burst into tears, turning his diary's hands as if through time and space, and back to that distant but eternal past.

When he was a kid, he couldn't write, he made funny doodles. Later I could write, but the more complicated ones couldn't write, so I used Pinyin instead. Later ... Qiao Shao turned to the year he disappeared.

In 2014, this was a dark gray diary.

Qiao Shao trembled his hand and opened it, and saw the first line of words completely out of character.

He Shen hugged him hard, and Qiao Shao wept silently.

In the opened dark diary, Juan Xiu's typeface has long been dissipated in the past, and countless tears have smeared the shape-Xiaoyi, mother misses you.

From a mother's deepest love for her son, all in this thick diary.

The author has something to say: I finally wrote ...

This paragraph is the original intention of writing the article, probably I am also a mother, so I have a deeper understanding of motherhood.

Although no one put in a nutrient solution, there should be a chapter at night, and Big Joe was wronged. 2k novel reading network