On Saturday morning, before dawn, I received a call from my grandma next door.
Grandma was in a car accident and couldn't contact his father, so the call came to Chen Chen.
Chen Chen rushed to the hospital, but his father hadn't come yet.
Grandma is dying, we are rescuing her!
The neighbor said that grandma was going to give chickens and ducks raised in the countryside to my father in the city because his mistress was pregnant again.
Because of their urging, grandma went out before dawn. In the countryside, the dirt road that had just rained was rotten and slippery. At the corner, he was hit by a large truck and turned over the mountain.
Chen Chen's eyes flashed fiercely, his hands clenched into fists, and an uncontrollable anger was like a lion that might explode at any time. The driver next to me who caused the accident was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe.
"Condolences!"
The doctor said.
The moment Chen's father appeared, Chen Chen rushed forward like a madman, punched, kicked and punched hard, shouting at the top of his lungs: "Why is it not you who died!"
If it weren't for his grandfather's repeated instructions, Chen Qing would never have pulled away from Chen Chen who was losing his mind like a beast. If he could, he would be like this.
Father Chen slumped on the ground with a bruised nose and swollen face. His son beat me. There were people coming and going in the hospital, and there was a lot of discussion. His mistress never came to see him since then.
It was quiet at night, and the only sound in the empty village was the rustling of leaves.
Chen Chen stood up and was a little dazed. Looking back, I saw Father Chen, who was still kneeling and shaking in front of the soul. His eyes were cold and frozen, and his face was haggard. His haggard face was as clear as ice, and the hatred in his heart was flowing freely.
ah? For a woman, he killed two of his closest relatives.
From then on, no one asked him whether the porridge was hot, and no one waited for his return in the dim light!
The sky above the head was glowing with gray-blue light, shining sadly on the earth.
Along with the scattered snow particles, they fell to the ground, and their eyes couldn't stop falling.
When I was young, I understood death as sadness, separation, far away, and the confusion between life and death. When you get older, you understand that death is hollowing out, poaching away, cutting off the habits and memories that are left behind.
Since all life will eventually die, what is the meaning of living? Just to watch your loved ones die one by one?
On Monday morning, Chen Jia sent a message asking Chen Chen whether he should take the bus or ride a bicycle.
No response, no coming to school.
On Tuesday morning, Chen Jia called Cheng Cheng. The mobile customer service lady gave a polite reminder: Sorry, the number you dialed has been turned off. Please call again later...
Why did I call him? What are you sorry for?
Without exception, Chen Chen did not come to class.
On Wednesday morning, Chen Jia did not call or send a message. I went to school alone with peace of mind, as if Chen Chen had never appeared.
Every time Yuan Xia asked Chen Chen what happened? Why did you suddenly stop coming to school?
Chen Jia had no expression on her face and replied "I don't know" in a cold tone.
He is like this anyway, he comes when he wants and leaves when he wants. Don't take away a single cloud. No need to even wave your sleeves.
The Buddha said, "When fate comes, things gather together; when fate goes, things scatter."
Finally, when class was about to start at noon on Thursday, Chen Chen appeared at the door of the classroom exhausted. What I saw was the No. 1 student in the school helping the No. 2 student in the school remove the hair from his clothes.
Affectionate!
How can it be seen that the hair is falling out? How close is this? What a nice look?
"Chen Chen, you're finally back!" Yuan Xia threw the book in his hand excitedly and jumped forward excitedly.
At this call, Chen Jia turned around reflexively, and their eyes met. Chen Chen was as cold as ice, and he was expressionless as he ignored her.
The next second, he threw himself back to his seat.
The atmosphere is amazing!
Chen Jia looked innocent, what's going on? Who provoked him?
She doesn’t know that there are 100 kinds of vinegar in the world. One is lemon, the other is vinegar, and the remaining 98 are seeing you talking to other toads.
When get out of class was about to end, Chen Chen raised his head and stared at Chen Jia's empty seat in a daze.
"She went to rehearsal"
"Oh!" After much hesitation, Chen Chen stopped at the flower bed at the school gate.
The sky is filled with stars. It is said that after death, people will turn into stars in the sky to protect people on earth.
He looked up in the direction of his hometown, where there were two unusually shining stars that seemed to be blinking at him.
He was silent for a long time, looked at his watch, and then looked at the few people coming out of the school. He couldn't help but wonder, did he leave first?
"I'll take you back!" A male voice was heard in the distance.
"It's not going smoothly" was Chen Jia's voice.
"But it's not my style to let a girl go back alone so late."
"Chen Jia!" Chen Jia raised her eyes and saw Chen Chen lazily leaning on the railing with his hands in his pockets. The streetlight stretched his shadow.
Chen Jia was surprised, but more than happy. She said "I'm leaving" and left Xu Feng and jumped towards Chen Chen.
Like a bird in the forest
Like a whale entering the sea
no hesitation
Can't wait
"I thought you wouldn't wait for me?" Chen Jia gasped slightly.
"I thought you didn't need me to wait!" Chen Chen said in a calm tone, looking at her as coldly as if he had eaten carrot soup in the cafeteria for a month, and walked straight home.
Chen Jia pouted and whispered, "You didn't even ask?"
"You didn't say anything either!" Chen Chen said confidently.
Then, under the moonlight, the two people walked side by side in silence.
"I called you so many times and sent you so many messages, but you didn't reply to me!" Chen Jia pouted and complained: "I thought you went back to Beijing again!"
Chen Chen turned around and stopped to examine Chen Jia. After a while, he said leisurely: "Back to the countryside, my phone is broken!"
"Oh!" Chen Jia didn't ask anymore about how he always quarreled with his father every time he went back to the countryside. She didn't want to ask him about those annoying things in detail.
"Yeah!" Chen Chen didn't want to talk about the bad things at home.
Don’t let the family scandal show up!
There was another moment of silence!
"I brought you sugar oranges."
Really? Sugar orange? hurry up! "Chen Jia's eyes shone brightly, and she pushed and pulled Chen Chen up without any delay.
Returning like an arrow
As soon as I walked in, there was a whole box. Fragrant and fragrant.
Chen Jia threw away her schoolbag and hurriedly picked one up like a starving ghost. The skin was thin, the juice was sweet, and the taste was so good. Sure enough, it’s still delicious to grow at home!
Chen Chen collapsed on the sofa and smiled: "You can move back!"
"Well," Chen Jia tasted one after another and couldn't stop at all: "The red dust concubine laughed, no one knew it was sugar, you come and taste it too!"
There are already piles of fruit peels on the table, and the people on the sofa have their legs curled up, arms folded sideways, and they are already dreaming of Duke Zhou.
Chen Jia came forward softly, with short black and smooth hair, a haggard and tired face with distinct features, thick eyebrows, long eyelashes, slightly trembling, a high bridge of nose, and tight thin lips. He slept peacefully under the lamplight like a sleeping beauty.
Chen Jia couldn't help but marvel, this was taking his mother's excellent genes to the extreme. I couldn't help but touch it, but I was unexpectedly frightened by the high temperature on my forehead and retracted my hand.
'Are my hands too cold? 'Chen Jia looked at her hands in disbelief, and then at Chen Chen who was sleeping soundly. She held her breath and carefully pressed her forehead against it.
'It's still so hot! Is this a fever? 'Chen Jia is confused. When he raised his eyes, he saw Chen Chen's eyes wide open with confusion, as if asking himself what Chen Jia's head was doing on his forehead.
Up close, he could clearly see the fine down on her fair face, her long eyelashes with clear black and white, her round grape-like eyes looking at him motionlessly, and he could clearly smell the sugar in her breath. With the sweetness of orange, he could feel her long hair gently brushing against his cheek, tickling him. You can even clearly hear each other's beating heartbeats.
Chen Chen swallowed a handful of saliva, and his Adam's apple rolled.
The moon outside the window shyly hides in the clouds
Chen Jia stood up suddenly as if she had suddenly woken up. Her face was flushed, her brain was confused, and her speech was unclear: "I... that... um... it's just... not... ah..." He gestured in confusion. It's better to sit still.
I don’t know how to explain why I ran to the sofa while I was eating sugar-coated oranges. I don’t know how to explain clearly why I put my forehead against his, and I don’t know how to explain why I kept it there for so long... ….
"I have a fever, please help me find antipyretic medicine!" Chen Chen pressed his forehead, stood up slowly, and smiled faintly, looking very weak.
"...Oh! Okay!" Chen Jia seemed to be slow to react, and ran away, almost hitting the door.
After finally rummaging through the cabinets to find the antipyretic medicine, she lowered her head, not daring to look directly at Chen Chen, and handed over the antipyretic medicine tremblingly.
It's so embarrassing that I've been thrown off the earth and made to look like a little pervert.
"Water!" Chen Chen blinked his eyelashes slightly, his hot eyes full of inquiry, mixed with a little bit of joy.
“Oh oh oh!
"Thank you!" Chen Chen smiled and reached out to take the water glass and drank the medicine with water.
"What's wrong with you? Who did it?" Chen Jiaben just took a sneak peek, but saw that the back of Chen Chen's slender hand was covered with blood scabs. There is also a red rope on the wrist.
The custom here is to suddenly wear a red rope. It means the death of a close relative. This is the last protection of the deceased to his descendants.
Dearest relatives!
Chen Chen’s close relative?
Return to the village? Chen Jia couldn't help but think of the days when he disappeared. Apart from his grandmother and father, there was no one else close to him in the village.
"Is it grandma?" She obviously already had the answer, but she didn't believe it and wanted to confirm it again.
"Um!"
Chen Chen sat on the sofa with his eyes lowered and playing with the water glass in his hand.
Chen Jia felt as if her heart was filled with lead all of a sudden, and her nose couldn't help but feel sour. Chen Chen is only a teenager. He should be at the age when he is least aware of the sorrows of the world, but he continues to suffer the separation of life and death in the world. His father doesn't care, his mother is not here, and the only grandmother who loves him has abandoned him.
What on earth did he do wrong? To be treated like this!
They say he is sensible and can take care of himself at a young age.
But no one knows that being sensible is the cruelest evaluation of a child.
Who would get caught in the rain if you have an umbrella?
Chen Jia carefully took his hand and blew gently like her grandma who hurt her when she was a child: "Such a beautiful slender jade finger can draw beautiful things with a pen, and can also hold a sword to determine the country. You shouldn't let it Injuried."
…………
"Grandma just went there in advance to decorate a home, just like before you were born."
"...If you eat more sugar oranges, no matter how thick the foundation is, it won't be able to cover your orange skin." Chen Chen interrupted Chen Jia's heart-warming comfort. He stood up, turned away and put down the cup. No one knew that his eyes were already red.
"Still not going home? Panda will host tomorrow?" Chen Chen issued an eviction order.
"Okay! Wait for me tomorrow!"
