Chapter 9
Later, Xi Guang told Yu Sui that in order to wait for Song Yusheng's cup of tea, he actually finished reading Jung's "Memories, Dreams, and Thinking", only to realize that his brain still has unlimited potential to be developed.

Yu Sui asked: "What do you mean by the infinite potential that can be developed?"

Xi Guang said: "Memories, dreams, and thinking."

Yu Sui snickered, and patted her on the shoulder knowingly, "You've read the cover of the book."

Xi Guang glared at her: "Of course it's more than that, I've memorized such an abstract book title anyway."

Of course more than that.

She accidentally fell asleep in Song Yusheng's office that night, and there were indeed long memories and lengthy dreams floating in her mind, over and over again, all of which were Gu Yanshu when she was a child.

The scene where Xi Guang meets Gu Yanshu for the first time, even the tone is dim.

The muddy road with potholes is lined with old houses made of mud bricks, one family settled down next to the other.There are nests built by swallows under the gray and white eaves, and on the edge of the door are the couplets pasted in early spring to welcome the new year. In one year, a corner was blown down by the strong wind of some night.

Yongjiu brand bicycles shuttled on the road, the bells were ringing, and the accompanying dolls carefully passed by with a handful of marbles in their pockets, their bulging trouser pockets were filled with cards, and many fruit and vegetable buyers gathered under a few evergreen fir trees. The street vendors yelled, and the strong local accent spread, intermittently, one after another, drifting far, far away.

Out of place in the picture is a young man in a suit and leather shoes, pushing a wheelchair with one hand.

The young man was suddenly stopped by someone, and after whispering a few words, the two of them ran away in a hurry, as if something urgent had happened.

The remaining wheelchair was left alone in place.Sitting on it was a little fairy-like child, with a light-colored knitted thread blanket covering his lap, and his hands and lower body were hidden in the blanket.Long eyelashes, big eyes, neither crying nor fussing, she is so well-behaved, she pokes the hearts of aunts and aunts from all walks of life.

"Which family's adults are so heartless, throwing the children on the road casually!"

"That's right, it's the first time I've seen something like this!"

Xi Guang bit half a bunch of candied haws and was attracted by the crowd.His body was splattered with dirty mud, and he had just returned from a mud fight in the field, and his trouser legs were still on.

She had never seen such a beautiful child before, her eyes widened in surprise, she forgot to chew a piece of rock sugar and swallowed it directly, her face was flushed from coughing, her chest was beating her feet, and she couldn't stop.

After a long, long time, she still remembers that day when she stood in the crowded market, she was so worthless, because she mistakenly glanced at Gu Yanshu, she almost choked to death.

But at that time, she really opened her eyes wide and tried her best to remember the first appearance and the time of meeting.

It was a slightly cold sun, dragged out, and reflected obliquely on the soft hair tips of Xiaoyan tree, spreading like a gurgling water, gently covering his whole body.Against the background, the jade-colored face became whiter and more transparent, except for those black obsidian eyes, which were like midnight, empty and not so bright.

No matter who called him, there was no response.

Some aunts couldn't help pinching him with their hands, and two red fingerprints were added to his little face immediately, but he still didn't move or cry.

"Could it be an anomaly?"

"It's a pity, he looks so handsome..."

"It's not like people from our area. I've never seen it before. Didn't the adults just throw this child away on purpose?"

"Probably yes, if there is something wrong with it, how can you be so ruthless?"

The crowd suppressed their voices at first and discussed, but as more people agreed, they gradually lost their voices and began to talk loudly.

Seeing the growing marks on the child's face, Xi Guang became inexplicably sad.She took advantage of the gap to get into the crowd, tugged at the sleeves of the adults, and protested with a wrinkled face: "Auntie, let go quickly, don't pinch him, it will hurt."

There was a burst of laughter all around: "No one said it hurts, but you hurt him instead?"

Widow Liu, who lives at the end of the village, went out to meet her lover today. After drinking some wine, her whole body was hot and her voice was extremely loud: "Oh! Isn't this the child of the old Lu's family! Your uncle didn't punish you to cut pigweed on the mountain today! , why come here to join in the fun!"

Xiguang was angry and ashamed, felt her face turned into a somersault, and she was thrown thousands of miles away.She subconsciously looked at Xiao Xiantong, afraid that he would hear ugly words about her, so she put on a straight face and pretended to be fierce, and said to Widow Liu, "You don't need to worry about it."

There were so many spectators, Widow Liu felt embarrassed and was about to fight back when Xi Guang sat down on the ground and began to use both feet to dig the ground like an excavator, yelling: "You adults bully me!" people!"

She is usually timid and thin-skinned, but sometimes she is unexpected.She knows that adults want to save face and don't embarrass children too blatantly.This trick really worked. Widow Liu was stopped by her neighbors and dragged away. After a while, the crowd scattered in all directions.

Xi Guang got up from the ground, and accidentally rubbed his palm against the blanket, leaving a small paw print without any accident.

She was afraid that he would be angry, so there was still a candied haws left on the bamboo stick in her hand, and she handed it forward cautiously: "Do you want to eat it? It's not dirty, I haven't licked it yet."

The child still ignored people, and didn't even give her a look.Except for the occasional eye blink, it's like a dummy.

Xi Guang became anxious, guessing that he might be a mute, and suddenly became nervous, as if he had lost his language function and could not speak.She wanted to sign, but she knew nothing of sign language, and flicked her hands awkwardly in the air, more like chasing flies.In the cold and frosty weather at the end of autumn, the forehead was sweating profusely.

She was also afraid that those who had left would come back and embarrass the child again, so she pushed the wheelchair into the alley.

He can also appease people in a decent way, touching the child's pink and white earlobe, covering his mouth with his hand: "Don't be afraid, I will take you to elope."

Xiguang heard the word "elope" from the black and white TV a while ago. She has a good memory and a high level of comprehension, and she can apply what she has learned.

But elopement is not easy. She is only as tall as a wheelchair, and it is difficult to push. She stops after two or three steps.After two or three steps, there is a big puddle.One wheel sank, the wheelchair tipped forward suddenly, and the child fell directly to the ground, with his back bent, curled up like a small shrimp, and his head bowed.

Xiguang was so frightened that she was dumbfounded, she was in a panic for a while, and she took a while to hug him, but she couldn't hug him no matter what.His dark green thin sweater was torn apart wantonly by her, like a pool of blue water being wrinkled by the wind, no matter how smooth it was, it couldn't be straightened out.

All kinds of eyes gathered in this direction, and the sensitivity and self-esteem that only belonged to children rushed to his head in an instant.Xi Guang wrapped his arms around the child, as if he was snuggling up to keep warm in the extreme cold, but the tears in his eyes flowed silently and violently, gradually dripping wet the child's cuffs embroidered with dark ivy patterns, pouring down like this , and his thin white wrist was also stained with wetness.

"You...don't cry..."

I don't know where the stiff words came from. I saw the child's lips move, and the hand stretched out from under the blanket grabbed the corner of Xiguang's clothes without a trace.

This is the first time that Xiao Yanshu has spoken in half a year of silence, his eyes are fixed on Xiguang's crying dirty face, and he is flustered and at a loss.

(End of this chapter)

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