When I got home, it was already half past ten in the evening, and my mother was sitting on the sofa with the light on.
Luo Zichu walked straight over and called out, "Mom."
"You still know about me? You are getting more and more outrageous now. You can forget about answering my calls, but you still turn off your phone!"
Luo Zichu felt so tired that he didn't even have the energy to explain.
"Why, don't you even bother to talk to your mother now?"
"Mom, can you stop scolding me as soon as you come back, can you care about what happened to me?" Luo Zi was dizzy at the beginning, and she felt that all her strength was about to be drained.
"Huh, what serious business can you do? Which thing you did is right? You still hope that I understand."
Luo Zichu was a little dumbfounded, why sometimes adults are like children, always brooding about the past, she must think I am making excuses, Luo Zichu sneered in his heart, and simply did not explain anything.
Luo's mother saw Luo Zichu's silence, her heart turned cold, and she said in a sour tone: "Okay, okay, I can't control you anymore, you can do whatever you want now, and I still care about you What are you doing? You were so obedient when you were young, how did you become like this when you grow up, how did you become like this when you grew up?"
She kept repeating these, nagging like a woman who was nearly fifty years old. Luo Zichu was upset when she heard that, she wanted to go back to her room to lie down and rest, but she was afraid that if she left, her mother would probably jump up from the sofa, and it would be out of control, she would definitely think that she was going to rebel up.
"I told you and you didn't listen. What on earth do you want me to say? I listen to you obediently every day, but you want to say that I'm lying. What do you want me to do?" Luo Zichu couldn't bear it anymore, she was an angry mother Why does she always talk about those meaningless things? How can she satisfy her mother?
"So what if you just mean the truth? Why don't you tell me how important it is?"
"Yi Xin is ill, very seriously ill, as a friend, can I go to see her?"
"I said that you can't control this kind of thing. Her parents will take care of her. As a student, what you worry about is studying, and you don't need to worry about other things."
Luo Zichu felt that she was sitting on pins and needles, and the conversations that could not be understood at all would only make people more bored. When she returned to the room, she locked the door behind her and let her mother get angry outside.
The phone in his pocket rang at the right time, Luo Zichu picked it up, it was Ji Xucheng.
"Are you home?" he asked.
"Well, I just arrived." Luo Zichu's tone showed a trace of unbearable fatigue.
"My mother lost her temper as soon as I came back. I found it more and more difficult for me to communicate with her. She always thought I was lying."
There was a short silence on the other end of the phone, and Ji Xucheng's voice rang again: "Don't worry, your mother is also angry for a while, are you coming to the hospital tomorrow?"
Luo Zichu noticed that he used "come", and there was the faint sound of an ambulance coming from the other end.
"You, haven't you left yet?" At the hospital just now, Father Yi repeatedly persuaded them to go back, saying that their parents would be worried, but Ji Xucheng kept silent, and they parted ways when they reached the hospital gate. It turned out that he hadn't left yet.
"Well, I'm still in front of the hospital." Several coughs came from the phone.
"Hurry up and go back, it's so cold there, you didn't even bring a coat." Luo Zichu scolded.
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