blue lotus

42. The Last Supper

In the evening, my parents said they were going to see me off, and the dinner was very sumptuous.At the dinner table, my mother kept picking up vegetables for me, as if she was afraid that I would not be full after returning to school, "Son, you must eat more, grow stronger, and be healthy, and you will not be bullied wherever you go." I have matured a lot these days after returning home, knowing that I don’t have to do anything tonight, as long as I listen to my parents and be a good son, they will be happy.

"Son, don't be too frugal at school. Call your dad if you need anything. Also," my dad slapped his forehead as if thinking of something, "look at your dad's brain, I just did it for you yesterday. A postal savings card, the password is your birthday, and you should make more serious friends in the city, and when you grow up, it will also be a fortune in your life."

"Dad, why don't you teach me how to study hard, why don't you teach me some things that are not doing my job properly?" I pretended to be angry.

"Son, you don't understand now. What Dad told you is also a kind of knowledge. What is the purpose of studying? It is to make a difference when you enter the society in the future. If your interpersonal relationship is good, it will make you It's like a tiger with wings."

"But after graduating from high school, I want to go to a military academy." I said what I dreamed of.

"Military school? That's fine. As long as you get out of the house and go to the crowd, you have to deal with people, right? If you don't get admitted to the military school, you won't be able to hang out in society? In short, you will definitely not suffer if you listen to Dad. "Dad's earnest teaching, this time I have learned it.

Uncle Jun just kept looking at me at the dinner table and didn’t speak. He listened to my parents earnestly instructing me to arrange this and that—as if I wanted to draw up my life plan for three years in high school——Uncle Jun just said honestly Smiling, with a demeanor of sympathy.

I ate this dinner for a full two hours, and most of the time I listened to my parents’ gossip. Although I was already extremely impatient, I still bowed my head and listened to my parents like an obedient bear. At this moment, I know better than anyone else, what will it be like when the family meets again next time?Maybe, never see you again.

In the middle of the night, lying in bed and unable to fall asleep, I climbed up the curved stairs to the roof of our house, sat on a long bamboo chair, and looked at Tongzi Town and the distant mountain shadows, and the moon near the white clouds. Listening to the singing of crickets in the flowers, as well as the noise of people not far away and the barking of dogs, my heart began to calm down. This is the real life, the unsophisticated and unpretentious country life. Uncle Jun has also lived in this way for more than 30 years. This is their home, and it is also my home. My roots are here. No matter how many reasons I find to hate it, it is also my hometown. It's hard to leave.

Uncle Jun didn't know when he came up, his tall body was like a stone tower in the night, he sat down next to me, lit a branch of Yuxi, and with the flash of red flame between his fingers, a burst of tobacco fragrance permeated the air, My heart sank into this warm atmosphere. "Uncle, why are you here?"

"How did you come?"

"I can't sleep." I rested my head on Uncle Jun's lap, raised my eyes to search for his eyes, the red light from the cigarette butt flashed again, and his eyes reflected a deep light.

"Uncle can't sleep either. I'm leaving tomorrow?" Uncle reached out and lifted my head, "Don't lie down, be careful that your eyes will be covered with soot."

"Oh." I straightened up and sat up, gently holding Uncle Jun's broad palm, and drawing words on his palm with my index finger boredly.

As I paddled, my uncle suddenly put his fingers together and held my hand in his palm, "Do you know what you wrote just now?"

I shook my head, "Scribbled, I can't remember."

"It's my name." Uncle hugged me tightly into his arms, "Xiao Lei, do you like Uncle?"

I didn't answer right away, because when I heard the word "like" in Uncle Jun's words, my heart hurt a little. After all, the person Uncle likes is my Master Huijue, "Then, Uncle, do you like me?"

"I like it, otherwise, why would Uncle still be with you on the roof at such a late hour?"

"I don't mean that, what I mean is that love beyond the relationship between uncle and nephew is like that lotus flower that cannot be separated from water, and will wither without water, just like..." I wanted to say, It's like you want to like my master's combination of soul and body, but I didn't say it. It's my uncle's secret and scar, and I can't hurt him.My eyes felt wet again.

Uncle didn't speak, took another puff of cigarette, and then asked solemnly, "Xiao Lei, tell Uncle the truth, did you stay with Uncle all night last night?"

"No. Didn't I tell you?" I lied again, even though I wanted Uncle Jun to know that I liked the stormy passion he exerted on me, only that kind of spirit and flesh The fusion of two people's hearts is deeply kneaded together.However, if he knows the truth of the matter, can he bear the ethical and moral condemnation in his heart?After all, it was his own nephew who he raped.

"Xiao Lei, that's really strange? Then who could it be who did that to me last night? Could it be your teacher Ma?" He lowered his head and thought for a while, "No, your teacher Ma is not that delicate skin, and it doesn't smell right."

"What does it taste like?"

"The smell when I kissed me." Uncle Jun glanced at me casually, then stamped out the butt of the cigarette with his foot, "That natural and fresh smell, you don't know how refreshing it is, my soul went out of my body at that moment It's like turning into a fairy."

"Is it so exaggerated?"

"Xiao Lei, who do you think is the one who did that with uncle?"

"I don't know. Why are you looking at me? I wasn't there at the time."

"Yes, it can't be you." Uncle said, turning his face away, looking at Miaozipo on the other side of the Crescent River, "Tell me, could it be your master?"

I couldn't feel my body trembling. The dream words that Uncle Jun said to Master Huijue last night rang again in my ears, and every sentence hurt my heart.

"Xiao Lei, what's the matter with you? Go back to sleep if you're not feeling well?"

"No, it's just a little cold." I replied calmly.

"Come here, Uncle hugs you." Uncle Jun unbuttoned his coat and wrapped me tightly in his warm arms, "Xiaolei, Uncle will be responsible for you. Uncle will be responsible for what he committed .”

I pressed my face gently against my uncle's chest, tears streaming down my face.