It can only be said that mother and daughter are connected. My mother conveyed her sadness into my heart, and I burst into tears. When I calmed down a little, I found that my mother in her arms was about to faint from crying, so I called my stepfather in horror.
Step forward to help.
We helped my mother back home one by one. The elders quickly came out to inquire about the situation. When they saw me standing in front of them alive, they all wiped their eyes and looked in disbelief. They placed my mother on the bed and wanted to go.
I stirred up a towel and wiped her face, but she held my hand tightly with her eyes half-closed, muttering: "Xiao Qian, my Xiao Qian."
"She was always like this when the bad news came. She cried until she fainted several times. Later, her mood became more stable, and I accompanied her to the city. She hugged the tombstone and refused to let go, and kept shouting that it was her.
It's your fault, you shouldn't be allowed to wander outside alone. In the past two years, she will always secretly wipe her tears alone, because she is thinking of you." The stepfather said sadly and emotionally. When he looked back, he found that
There were tears in his eyes too.
I burst into tears again. I turned my eyes to look at my mother on the bed, and my heart ached. She was the person I cherished the most.
I can forgive the conspiracy that Xu Ziyang set up for love, but what I cannot forgive is that they selfishly dragged my mother into love, car accidents, uremia, these terrible plots one after another, look at
It seemed to cause no real harm to people, but it exposed my mother to the fear of the disease, causing her to grow old at a rapid rate.
But none of these can offset my "suspended death". In the final analysis, the root of everything lies with me. It was me who had a different blood fusion than ordinary people, and it was me who implicated my mother, and finally put her in grief.
"Xiao Qian." Stepfather whispered from behind, "Bring a towel to wipe your mother's face, and you too."
I smiled at him gratefully and helped my mother wipe away her tears little by little. I knew very early on that this honest man was a good person. He treated my mother really well. Regardless of whether the illness was real or fake, he always loved and cared for her. But at this time
I am even more grateful to him. My mother can survive the days of grief because he is by my side.
It didn't take long for my mother to come back to her senses, and her eyes were fixed on my face. She looked at me over and over again, as if she couldn't get enough. After she finished, she sighed and asked: "Xiao Qian, tell mom quickly, what's going on?"
I told the story I had prepared on the way here and hid the past. I only said that I was indeed in a car accident and was secretly hidden by Xu Zijie. During that time, the sequelae of the car accident caused amnesia and I forgot everything until the time before.
It took me a while to remember it. This is part of the truth, not all, but it is also the best explanation.
After hearing this, her mother sighed and asked hesitantly: "Does Xu Zijie also like you? But what about Zi Yang? In the past two years, he has always thought that you..."
It's strange that when I hear that name again, nothing strange happens in my heart. In my mother's heart, she has always valued him very much, and she always thought that he would take care of me outside, so she can rest assured. I leaned down and leaned next to her.
, "Mom, the matter has passed. No one can ask others to wait for me for two years, let alone me at that time... Now he has another lover."
My mother was stunned for a moment, then she turned around and hugged me, holding my head in her arms, and whispered comforting like she did when she was a child: "It's okay, Xiao Qian, you are not destined to be with him, it will be fine, as long as you live,
It will get better." There was love and care for me in her voice, which was warm and made my eyes wet again.
After all, it was my mother's embrace that gave me tender thoughts and easily touched my feelings.
It had been two months since we had settled down, and during the May Day holiday, Xiaobin actually went home. When he saw me, he was startled, and then he asked cautiously: "Are you Yu Qian?" I immediately asked.
Laughing, this kid is about to graduate from his senior year, why is he still acting like a fool?
The news about Tibetan areas a while ago was brought up at the dinner table. Xiao Bin immediately became interested and talked eloquently about the "insider stories" that were spread through the Internet and were not reported. Usually, such things are not reported because they have an impact on the current situation.
It will be reported too openly, which is why armed martial law and total city closures are required.
But the power of Luo is too strong, and there are always some unknown things being revealed.
I listened with a smile all the time and did not interrupt. I thought to myself, if Xiaobin knew that what he was telling me now was something I had experienced and seen with my own eyes, I don’t know what his expression would be like.
After dinner, I went back to the old house. I sat in the yard and looked up at the stars. Suddenly, I had an image of someone in my mind. During these days, I think of him very rarely. I am learning to forget in a way of self-repair.
.Maybe Xiaobin mentioned the mob incident in Tibetan areas today, and I couldn’t help but feel a little emotional.
I turned away from my thoughts and saw that it was getting late, so I got up and went into the house to wash up and get ready to rest. When I lay on the bed, I didn't know where the firecrackers went off, and then there were bright fireworks flying outside the window. This scene seemed like I had returned to a few years ago.
That New Year's Eve.
I still remember that year, I was alone in the old house, holding my mobile phone tightly and waiting for the call until just before midnight. I couldn't wait any longer, and then I dialed the phone. Listening to his voice, we counted down the New Year together, and finally shouted...
...I was so tired of loving that person at that time. Now when I think back, I can only sigh that life is unpredictable, my heart will still hurt, and my resentment will still exist, but I can slowly calm down.
Is this considered a sublimation of one’s own self-precipitation?
My phone suddenly vibrated next to my pillow, which brought me back to my thoughts. I glanced at the unfamiliar number on the screen, hesitated for a moment, pressed the green call button and put it next to my ear. "Hello?" The person on the other side was silent. I felt something in my heart, and I was silent too.
I just heard a deep gasp in my ears, and then a long beep sound and hung up. I smiled and put the phone back under the pillow.
Close your eyes, sleep peacefully, without dreams.
It was only in August that I said goodbye to my mother. After staying at home for nearly half a year, my mother's mood had calmed down. It was also time for me to make plans for myself. I had thought through these days very clearly. Xu Zijie was right, the teacher was
The career I love, regardless of the original intention and origin of entering that school, since there is still an opportunity, there is no need to give up. I just don’t know if the opportunity is still there after so long.
Once a person compromises on one thing, it is not difficult to compromise on other things. I plan to move back to that house because it is close to the school and secondly, it is expensive to find a rental house in the provincial capital. This has been done before.
I have learned my lesson. My savings are almost at the bottom due to squandering in the past three years, but people still have to live.
Maybe people really change. Many years ago, he wanted to leave the house to me, but I waved my hand and said no. Not long ago, I saw my name on the real estate certificate and sneered sarcastically. In that last scene at the airport years ago, Xu Zijie
When he handed me the key, I instinctively wanted to refuse. Instead, after returning home, my thoughts settled and everything was figured out.
Be kind to yourself, because life is short; be kind to the people around you, because we may not meet you in the next life. Since no one loves me, then you can only cherish yourself.
My mother was very reluctant to leave me, but she knew my temperament, so I promised her to come back every winter and summer vacation, and she agreed. When I walked into the station, I looked back and felt attachment, with my wrinkled face and white hair on my temples.
Fa, in response to the saying that time flies, she is really old.
I secretly warned that I will come back often in the future.
After several twists and turns, I set foot on that land again and first went to the school to go through the formalities. The principal was surprised when he saw me, but his attitude was very sincere and he welcomed me back. No matter what the reason was, enrollment and reinstatement would not be a problem. After the arrangements were made,
I just left the school and walked toward the apartment. My steps were a little slow, but I was still feeling uneasy.
After all, I had lived with him for several months in that place. Would my heart tremble when I saw the place where there were still traces of him? But when I inserted the key into the hole and the door swung open, all my previous worries were gone.
became redundant.
The house has been re-decorated, the layout has been changed, and the appliances are new. Not to mention that there are traces of the original ones, I wonder if I have entered the wrong house. I couldn't help but push the door open. The original master bedroom is still the same, but the guest room has been
It was converted into a study room, and the computer was placed on the desk, but it was not the original one.
Turning around the living room, the style of this room is basically comfortable, not luxurious, which is the kind of feeling I like. I found something on the table over there. I walked closer and saw that it was a real estate certificate and a key.
The spare key that was originally at his place.
Once, when I rented a house, I kept forgetting to ask him for the spare key, and later I gave him an opportunity. Now I don't have to worry about it anymore, but I still decided to change the locks and break them completely.
I have just noticed that the books that originally belonged to me and the clothes that I did not take away were all placed in a storage box, but nothing that belonged to him was left behind. It can be said that there is basically no trace. He organized it very well.
Thoroughness is enough to show the attitude of doing these things at the time. After these six months of preparation, I don’t think it is anything, it is so good.
After changing the lock, I originally wanted to throw away the two old keys, but after thinking about it I opened the drawer and put it away, only to find a red box in the drawer. I could roughly guess what it was, and when I opened it, I saw silver light shining.
The Buddha amulet lay quietly inside. After going around and around, the amulet was still left. I didn't want to guess anything, so I put the key inside, closed the box, closed the drawer, and left it dusty.
School started in a few days, and I officially devoted myself to education again. When I returned to school, the strong smell of books hit my face, the teachers smiled kindly, and the children’s eyes were innocent and curious. Everything was fine.
The next time I met Lin Xiang was not in the hospital, but at the school gate one early morning. He sent a boy to school, and he probably didn't intend to stop the car. I just walked to the school gate and looked over there. The reason was that the boy was
It was a student in our class. When their eyes met, they were both stunned for a moment, and then he stopped the car and got out.
"Are you back teaching again?"
I noticed that he used the word "and", raised an eyebrow and replied with a smile: "Well, after walking around for a long time, I found that I am a teacher, and I will die in other fields."
