Chapter 30
Chapter 30
In the early years, Yuan's family started from a small business. In the first few years of improvement, Yuan's parents and Yuan's mother seldom spared time to spend with their children.It's also because the Yuan family has no power or power, and the upper class in Shicheng seldom interacts with the Yuan family.
When Yuan Qingzhuo first entered junior high school, his biological mother suddenly became very attentive, and she came to visit him almost every now and then, and every time she came, she would bring gifts in large and small bags.
Regarding that woman, Yuan Rong had a little impression of that woman when he was young. He remembered that her name was Xia Shu, she was well-dressed, and her attitude was arrogant. Every time he came, he had to talk to his brother alone for a long time, and he always mentioned the Jiang family in his words. .Later, when he grew up, he realized that the Jiang family was one of the most prominent wealthy families in Shicheng. The three generations up to the top had connections with the military, and they walked sideways in the circle.
Yuan Rong didn't understand anything at that time, but he could tell that the woman wanted to take her brother away, and she seemed determined not to give up.
At noon during the August summer vacation, Yuan's father called home and told Yuan Qingzhuo to heat up his lunch, and he drove back to pick it up later.
It was too hot that day, Yuan Rong sat on the sofa watching TV with a popsicle in his mouth, and the vertical electric fan next to the tea table was spinning back and forth, and he was drowsy amidst the buzzing sound of the machine.
When the clock reached twelve o'clock, he was suddenly awakened by a loud banging on the door.
A group of men dressed in black used some means to break in and looked at him aggressively. Soon the living room was filled with seven or eight tall and burly uninvited guests, and the space suddenly became narrow and distorted.
Someone asked in a rough voice: "Little brother, are you Yuan Qingzhuo?"
Yuan Rong huddled on the sofa in fear, looked at them with wide eyes and panic, first shook his head, and then nodded.
"Damn it, is this little brat?"
"It doesn't look very similar to the child we're looking for, so take it away first!"
As soon as the words were finished, two men surrounded Yuan Rong from left and right and rushed towards Yuan Rong.
At this time, the kitchen door suddenly opened, and the young Yuan Qingzhuo looked nervously at the crowd in the living room with a fruit knife in his hand: "Let him go! I am Yuan Qingzhuo!"
The man grabbed Yuan Rong's neck and glanced at him, then at Yuan Qingzhuo in the distance: "The one in the kitchen is, catch him and take him back—oh fuck, you fucking bitch, how dare you bite me?! "
Yuan Rong bit the man's wrist tightly, and then was thrown to the ground mercilessly. He watched more and more people flood into the kitchen, and Yuan Qingzhuo was also surrounded, and he became even more frightened.
"Damn, I found you, be honest!"
Yuan Rong quickly got up from the ground, when he heard Yuan Qingzhuo yelling at him: "Rongrong! Hurry up and press the siren!"
siren... siren...
Yuan Rong remembered what her mother had told them, that the siren was on the wall of the living room, and if any bad guys came, they must press it.
The young man somehow got the strength to step on the coffee table and jump onto the sofa. He turned on the alarm at a speed that no one could have imagined. In an instant, the whole house blew a deafening whistle, which soon attracted the neighbors downstairs. Onlookers.
"Fuck! The security guards have found out, and they will probably call the police. Let's take him away!"
Seeing that something was wrong, those people immediately grabbed Yuan Qingzhuo's wrist and dragged it out. Yuan Qingzhuo was holding on to the kitchen door frame with one hand, and the other hand was dragged vigorously by the man in black, and the fruit knife also fell with a bang. on the ground.
"The little brat is quite stubborn, show him some flair, he'll be fine if he doesn't die!"
In the panic, someone picked up the knife on the ground, pointed it at Yuan Qingzhuo's face, and was about to slash it.At this time, Yuan Rong suddenly rushed forward, clumsily and naively stretched out his hand to stop——
The smell of fresh blood immediately permeated the crowded kitchen, and someone said in a panic, "Mum, why is there so much blood, did you kill someone?"
"Who, who knew that this kid would suddenly appear in the way..."
Suddenly the house exploded like a boiling boiler.
The sound of footsteps, yelling, taking pictures, someone running out, someone walking in, Yuan Rong stared blankly at the blood dripping wrist, and there was a scar on it with deep bone visible pain.
His tears flowed out first, and the severe pain tormented every nerve in his body. Yuan Rong knelt down on the ground, and he didn't even have the strength to cry out loudly.
"Rongrong! How are you, Rongrong?" Yuan Qingzhuo hugged him, tears streaming down his face, "Wait, I'll take you to the hospital!"
Under the pity or frightened gazes of the crowd, he quickly searched through the places where money might be kept at home according to his memory, and then crawled back to the bedroom to smash the change jar, filling every corner of his body. a pocket.
The later memories are really pitiful. Rong Xiaoyuan had passed out from the pain at that time, and before he closed his eyes, the only color he could see was bright red.
In a blur, my brother picked him up, and then transferred him to the back of a person who was carrying him through the long corridor, and then...he heard Dad's voice.
After waking up, the scene in front of me turned into a white hospital again, and the smell of disinfectant and alcohol was pungent.
Yuan Rong's condition was very bad. His wrist was seriously injured. In addition, he was still young and his resistance was not completely comparable to that of an adult. The wound was infected on the way to the hospital, and the situation was very urgent.
Pain all over the body, persistent high fever, and bone spasms, these excruciating symptoms plagued him for nearly a month. During that time, he spent most of his time in lethargy. Occasionally when he opened his eyes, he would see the red-eyed man standing beside the bed. brother.
Yuan Rong basically had all the serious and minor illnesses that could happen. During this period, Yuan Qingzhuo's biological mother came to visit him once, but was bumped into by Yuan's father accidentally, and the two had a quarrel in the hospital corridor.Only then did he realize that the villains who came to rob his brother that day were sent by the Jiang family.
No matter how many days he spent in the hospital, Yuan Qingzhuo spent with him. Sometimes his parents couldn't stay by the bedside 24 hours a day, but Yuan Qingzhuo could do it.
It was also during that time that Yuan Qingzhuo quickly matured. He learned how to take care of his younger brother from the nurse, and after a week, he eagerly took care of all the work on himself, changing clothes, cooking, feeding medicine, infusions and needles... ...In other spare time, Yuan Qingzhuo would sit down and tell him stories, but at that time he couldn't stop his tear glands, and cried while talking.
At this time, Yuan Rong had to come to comfort him: "Don't be sad, my father said that my hands can be used. When I grow up, it doesn't matter if it develops."
On the day the stitches were removed, her parents nervously asked the doctor about the precautions in the corridor. Yuan Rong looked at her left wrist sadly, and then she remembered the grievance and shed tears: "It's such an ugly wound. okay?"
Seeing his younger brother's teary eyes, Yuan Qingzhuo rubbed his face against the scar distressedly, and then took out a crumpled packaging bag from his clothes.
"Rongrong doesn't cry, you won't be able to see it when you put on the watch, and it will disappear in the future, I promise you."
It is a children's watch that can be seen everywhere in convenience stores. It has a Mario pattern, is red, and is very childish.
At that time, it was not very fashionable to treat scars with medical technology, and Yuan's family didn't have extra money for them to squander.Yuan Qingzhuo solemnly took the poorly made watch to his younger brother, and swore: "If I earn money in the future, I will not eat or drink, and save them all for you to buy the most beautiful watch." table."
Yuan Rong smiled through tears: "Then I don't want Mario's, I want SpongeBob's, is that okay?"
May I?
of course can.
Since then, Yuan Qingzhuo has been obsessed with buying him various watches: decorative watches, mechanical watches, quartz watches, electronic watches, smart watches...the list goes on and on.Even after they grew up, Yuan Rong was no longer obsessed with scars, Yuan Qingzhuo still kept this habit.
In the winter when Yuan Rong was in his second year of high school, on January No. 14, there was a whole day of heavy snowfall in Shicheng.
In the last class before school at noon, he fell asleep lying on the table, and woke up again during the lunch break when he was woken up by the male anchor of the school campus radio.
After Yuan Qingzhuo graduated from Shicheng No. [-] Middle School, a boy with a very gentle voice came to the radio station. Girls liked him very much when he read poems. Therefore, when he was on duty, many girls always anonymously contributed famous Chinese and foreign love poems. He recited.
What I read that day happened to be one by Borges.
"What can I do to keep you?
I give you narrow streets, desperate sunsets, cold moons in the wilderness
I offer you the loyalty of a man who never had faith
I give you the core of myself that I have tried to keep—a core that does not make sentences, that does not trade with dreams, that is untouched by time, joy, and adversity
I give you the memory of a yellow rose I saw one evening many years before you were born
I give you interpretations of your life, theories about yourself, your true and amazing existence
……
I give you my loneliness, my darkness, the hunger of my heart; I try to impress you with confusion, danger, failure. "
After listening to Yuan Rong, who was half asleep and half awake, he suddenly felt someone pat on the shoulder.
He looked up and saw the squad leader smiling and saying to him: "Don't sleep, today is a heavy snowstorm, the school is an exception for the holiday, if you want to sleep, go home and sleep well."
"……thanks."
Yuan Rong rubbed his eyes and looked out of the window. The goose feather snow was falling in flakes, and the snow had already covered half of the tires of the cars on the side of the road.
He wrapped up his down jacket tightly, put on his hat, and walked out with his hands in his pockets. When he passed by the door of Class [-], Qi Yuzhou appeared out of nowhere: "Yuan Rong, happy birthday!"
Yuan Rong opened his mouth and said slowly, "Thank you."
"My parents are here to pick me up, so I can only celebrate your birthday with you next time!" Qi Yuzhou waved to him, "See you another day!"
"..."
Yuan Rong nodded at his back, as if she hadn't woken up yet.
He hailed a taxi at the last moment before the traffic paralyzed, and the moment he opened the door, he was greeted only by an empty house.
Yuan Rong wasn't hungry, he knew that there was a meal in the refrigerator that his parents had prepared the day before, but he didn't eat it, instead he just kept sleeping on the sofa.
After waking up, the sky outside was reflected like day by the snow field, he glanced at his watch, it was already dark time.
Today's blizzard was too heavy, disrupting all plans.
Yuan's father and Yuan's mother happened to be on a business trip, and they celebrated Yuan Rong's birthday one day earlier, so who would they spend it with today?
Qi Yuzhou must be dying, Hua Yihe...hasn't been to school for a long time.
Yuan Rong called Wang Qinchuan. Not long after, he knocked on the door of Yuan Rong's house with a birthday cake. The two sat together and played games for a while. During this time, Wang Qinchuan's cell phone kept ringing. gone.
The cold wind howled and smashed the window panes, suddenly there was an atmosphere of the end of the world.
When people feel insecure, they will first think of one or two people with a strong emotional connection.Yuan Rong first thought of his parents, and then thought of Yuan Qingzhuo.
He called his parents. They were still in other provinces, and their flight was delayed due to extreme weather and they couldn't make it back in time.
Yuan Rong wanted to beat Yuan Qingzhuo, but for a moment he felt that he had no ambition.They have been on bad terms for a long time.Yuan Qingzhuo has basically never lived at home since he entered college. I heard that he opened a business office with his friends not long after he entered college. At this moment, he should still be enjoying the life in college.
It's okay to live alone, let's not be hypocritical.
Yuan Rong made himself a steaming hot dinner by hand, cleaned up the uneaten cakes, and then nestled on the sofa to watch the news reports on TV. With the countdown to twelve o'clock, the day was so boring passed.
The north wind kept roaring wildly through the door, the sound was so ear-shattering that when the door was knocked, Yuan Rong couldn't tell whether it was the wind or the voice of people.
However, there was indeed someone, someone stood at the door and rang the doorbell.
Yuan Rong held his breath and listened intently for a while, then quickly climbed off the sofa and ran to the door.
The door opened, and the broken snowflakes rushed in with the cold wind, and there was a person standing in the bright snow scene.
In a snowy day when traffic in the city was paralyzed and only a few buses were allowed to drive slowly, Yuan Qingzhuo just appeared in front of him, holding a paper bag wet by snow in his hand.Behind him was snowflakes all over the sky, and there were tiny snowflakes on his hair, clothes, and eyelashes.
Yuan Qingyan pulled up Yuan Rong's left hand, hooked the watch strap with his cold fingertips, removed the old watch that had been worn for nearly a year, then took out a beautiful and gorgeous box from the handbag, and opened it layer by layer. Its packaging reveals a precious new watch.
He put the watch back on Yuan Rong, Yuan Rong shivered from the freezing temperature, reflexively wanted to retract his arm, but was restrained by the young man with undeniable strength.
"This is all my savings, Yuan Rong," Yuan Qingzhuo said hoarsely, "Happy birthday."
The author has something to say:
The verses in this article are excerpted from Borges' "What Can I Use to Keep You".
Thanks to Boss Yuzuhito for throwing a grenade -1-
Thanks to Boss Eucalyptus for the 5 bottles of nutrient solution irrigated!
Thanks to the boss of Baihuashi for the 5 bottles of nutrient solution irrigated!
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