msmithbooks Chapter 52 Retribution
Chapter 52 Retribution
After playing ball on the court for a while, Shi Xingshen estimated that it was almost time, so he told Wei Kongming, and then led Qi Yueluo to the classroom.
As soon as the two turned up the stairs, they saw Song Yan squatting on the ground, his face pale, and he looked devastated.
Qi Yueluo immediately ran over to help her, and called her mother a few times in a row, before Song Min regained his composure, and held his wrist so hard that his nails were deeply embedded in his flesh and blood.
Shi Xingchen looked at Qi Yueluo's frown, and was about to speak, but Qi Yueluo shook his head at him.
Xiang Yi at the side had already packed up all the textbooks on the floor, and seeing Qi Yueluo supporting Song Yan, he smiled and asked, "A Luo, is she your mother?"
Qi Yueluo nodded.
Xiang Yi then said hello to Song Yun again: "Hello, Auntie."
After that, he picked up the pile of books, "Then I'll go first, and I have to deliver the textbooks."
Qi Yueluo was in great pain from being pinched by Song Yan, so she forced a frown and let out a "huh".
After Xiang Yi left for a while, Song Yan's mood gradually calmed down, and she found that Qi Yueluo's wrist had been pinched with deep finger marks. Mom didn't mean to..."
Qi Yueluo hurriedly reassured her that she was fine, and when Song Yan stopped talking, he asked cautiously, "Mom, what happened just now?"
Song Yan shook his head, as if unwilling to bring it up, "It's nothing, I'm going home first, do you want to go back together?"
Qi Yueluo worried that she was alone, glanced at Shi Xingchen, then supported her and said, "Go back, let's go back together."
Song Yun drove the car when he came, but he was obviously restless when he went back. Qi Yueluo didn't dare to let her drive, so he asked Shi Xingchen to take a taxi.
After arriving home, it was rare for Song Yan not to be busy with dinner at the first time, but changed his shoes and went upstairs to lie down, saying that he was tired.
Qi Yueluo was a little worried. After standing downstairs for a while, she couldn't help but walked to Song Min's house. Just as she was about to knock on the door, Shi Xingchen grabbed his wrist and led him back to the room.
It seemed that Shi Xingchen was afraid that Qi Yueluo would still want to find Song Yun, so he simply locked the door.
Qi Yueluo sat by the bed and was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but raised her head to ask Shi Xingchen who was standing in front of her: "Shi Xingchen, is something wrong with my mother? Did the teacher tell her something, or What did she find?"
Song Yun's mood was so abnormal, Qi Yueluo's first thought was whether Song Yun knew about him and Shi Xingchen.
But after thinking about it, he felt that something was wrong. If Song Yan really knew and was very angry, he shouldn't even have a word of reproach.
Shi Xingchen heard the meaning of his words, so he raised his hand to touch the cold and delicate skin of his chin, and comforted him in a low voice: "She didn't notice, Ah Luo, it has nothing to do with us, don't be afraid."
Qi Yueluo wanted to say that he wasn't afraid, but he opened his mouth and asked directly: "It has nothing to do with us, what does it have to do with?"
He grabbed Shi Xingchen's wrist, and said in a dazed and helpless tone, "I've never seen my mother like that."
In Qi Yueluo's memory, Song Yun had always been in a happy and peaceful state, and even anger or sadness rarely appeared on her face, let alone her face turned pale with fright like today.
So Qi Yueluo was very worried, worried that Song Yun might be hiding something from him.
Feeling the cold sweat dripping from Qi Yueluo's palm, Shi Xing's mood sank by two points.
Bending down and kissing Qi Yueluo's forehead, he slowed down his voice, patted his back lightly and said, "Don't worry, if you still feel uneasy, I'll help you to ask auntie later."
Qi Yueluo nodded, hugging his waist in confusion and dependence, her ears pressed against his skin through the sweater, as if trying to gain a sense of security.
After dinner, Shi Xingchen asked Qi Yueluo to go upstairs to write questions, while he stayed behind to help Song Yun clean up the dishes.
Today the dishwasher was broken and couldn't wash the dishes, so Shi Xingchen stood in front of the sink, slowly washing the dishes with the warm water from the faucet, while Song Yan stood by the side to help wipe the dishes.
After a few hours of rest, Song Yan has returned to normal. Seeing Shi Xingchen washing the dishes in an orderly manner, he even joked: "You wash the dishes more delicately than Ah Luo. In the future, when a girl marries you, Definitely very happy."
Shi Xing lowered his eyes: "Ah Luo doesn't need to know how to wash dishes, that's not what he should do."
Song Yun hadn't chatted with Shi Xingchen much, and he was taken aback when he heard the words, and after a while he said: "Really? But it is more advantageous for boys to be able to do housework. If I have a daughter, I will definitely marry her you."
Some words can be said to the end, and those who should understand will understand.
Shi Xingshen was struggling with housework, and when he handed the bowl to Song Yan, he asked, "Auntie, what happened this afternoon?"
Song Yun didn't catch the bowl, and the beautiful glazed porcelain bowl with a round mouth fell to the ground against the edge of the sink, making a very crisp sound. It wasn't completely broken, but it opened a big hole.
Shi Xingchen bent down to pick up the broken bowl and the debris on the side and threw it into the trash can, as if he didn't see her reaction, he said calmly: "Ah Luo is very worried about you, I'm afraid you have something to hide from me. , don't tell him."
Song Yan held onto the dishcloth tightly with his fingers, and after a long time, he exhaled lightly, and asked a question: "Today, I asked Ah Luo if I am his mother's child, and am I called Chen Yi?"
Shi Xingshen looked at the emotional changes on Song Yan's face, "No, his name is Xiang Yi, and he studied art just like Ah Luo."
Song Yun stopped asking, wiped the bowl, and sighed in a low voice: "Xing Chen, do you think there is retribution in this world?"
"Even if no one knows that you have done something wrong, you still can't let it go?"
Shi Xing looked at her calmly, "If you think you made a mistake, you can make up for it, but I hope that A Luo will not be involved in this matter."
Song Yu was silent, and his face was a little ugly.
After Shi Xingchen washed the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen, he peeled some fruit and brought it upstairs.
Qi Yueluo was still writing chemistry, got stuck halfway through, and was thinking hard with the tip of the pen against her forehead, frowning from time to time, looking very serious.
Shi Xingchen put down the fruit, then walked over to take his pen.
"Don't poke your face with a pen like this, it's easy to poke your eyes."
Qi Yueluo was taken aback by him, and patted his chest. Before he could speak, Shi Xingchen pulled his wrist, and took out the medicine box from the drawer beside him.
In the afternoon, the marks pinched by Song Yan hadn't disappeared yet, so Shi Xingchen detoxified him with medical alcohol, and then put some red medicine on him.
Qi Yueluo looked at the red and black traces, feeling a little disgusted, "It's so ugly, can't I put a Band-Aid on it?"
"It gets better faster this way," Shi Xingchen flicked his forehead lightly, "The ugly clothes cover them up as soon as you put them on, why are you so fond of beauty?"
Qi Yueluo raised her mouth and muttered in a low voice: "Can't you see it?"
"I don't despise you."
Shi Xingchen got up to wash his hands, then handed him the fruit plate, "How is the writing?"
"I can't answer this question." Qi Yueluo pricked a piece of dragon fruit with a fork and handed it to him, "My mother's place, how did you ask?"
Shi Xingchen ate the dragon fruit with his hand, and asked while looking at his homework: "Do you want to listen to questions or things?"
Qi Yueluo immediately straightened her back, "Of course it's a matter."
His eyes were raised, and the dark pupils reflected the tiny shadows of the lights. The emotions inside were pure and clean, without any complicated and dark emotions.
Shi Xingchen looked at it, and couldn't help reaching out to touch his ear, "It's not something very important. Your mother said that she can solve it by herself. Give her a little more time to deal with it by herself, okay?"
Although Qi Yueluo was still a little worried, but Song Yun didn't want to say it, so he couldn't help it, "Okay then."
Shi Xingchen pinched his face, "Let's do homework first, and I have to find time to draw later."
"it is good."
After finishing her homework, Qi Yueluo took the empty fruit plate downstairs to wash it. When passing by Qi Zhengru's room, she suddenly heard the sound of things being swept to the ground, and there was a faint sound of arguing.
He paused, knocked on the door and asked, "Old Qi, what's the matter?"
The voice inside fell silent instantly, and after a while, Qi Zhengru's voice came out through the crack of the door, "It's okay, your mother accidentally broke a lamp, I told her not to clean it up."
Qi Yueluo let out an "oh", and before he had time to think too much, Qi Zhengru said again: "Go to bed early."
After all, the light from the crack of the door went out immediately.
Qi Yueluo stood there pondering for a long time, but couldn't come up with anything, so she went downstairs to wash the dishes, and then went to paint.
When going to sleep at night, Qi Yue lay on her side with her pillow on Shi Xingchen's arm. Although the weather has warmed up a lot, they are still used to sleeping next to each other.
Qi Yueluo was still thinking about the voice heard outside Qi Zhengru's room, so she turned left and right, and lay down for more than 20 minutes without falling asleep.
Just when he was about to change his sleeping position, Shi Xingchen couldn't bear it anymore and grabbed his waist, then lowered his head and took a bite on his neck.
"What are you doing? You don't want to go to class tomorrow?"
Qi Yueluo felt a little hurt from being pinched, turned over to face him, her mouth was covered before she could speak.
Shi Xingchen's movements were a little rough, and his scorching breath fell on the cold skin on the side of his face.
Qi Yueluo raised his neck, drawing a beautiful and fragile line from his chin to the side of his neck. After being kissed tightly for a while, he couldn't help begging for mercy in a low voice: "No, please be gentle... …”
Shi Xingshen slowed down his strength, gently rubbing the side of his neck with his fingertips, "Can't sleep?"
Qi Yueluo lowered her eyes to catch her breath for a while, then slowly buried her head into his neck, and said in a muffled voice, "I seem to have heard my parents quarreling just now."
"It's very common to quarrel," Shi Xingchen kissed against the end of his hair, "Even if it's me and you, we sometimes quarrel, don't we?"