Sustained high temperature

Feng Qi's initial kindness towards Lin Chuyan was because he was about the same age as Feng Ning, and because he had stubborn eyes.

Looking at Lin Chuyan now, Feng Qi only felt a throbbing pain in his heart.This person pierced into the bottom of his heart like a thorn.

How could there be such a person?His words are almost like lines from a script, sometimes out of touch with reality in order to achieve a certain purpose, impassioned and shocking, almost no one would say this in reality.

But his words are in accord with the spirit, and in accord with the deeds of the flesh.No one can stop him.

Am I so filthy that I deserve a friendship like this?As Feng Qi thought about it, he felt a cluster of weak fires being ignited, and a ray of light pierced through the deep sea in his heart, illuminating a small area.

When I sink to the bottom of the sea, this place will sing my funeral song.You see, mother.I can only die, but my friends sing to me, and the dead are not alone.

Thinking of this, Feng Qi couldn't help showing a comforting and gentle smile.

Lin Chuyan was frozen in place by his smile.

It was as if someone hummed a tune, that voice appeared countless times in the dream, but completely forgot it when I woke up from the dream.But one day, as I was walking, the tune suddenly floated into my ears gently. It was more melodious and moving than in the dream. I was so moved that I closed my eyes and wept in the street.

Lin Chuyan thought: Did I make him truly happy at this moment?

Feng Qi's eyes moved slightly, and slowly moved to Lin Chuyan's face, then he reached out and hugged Lin Chuyan gently.How light is it?It was as if the sun had set, and then the moon had risen, and the melting moonlight had covered her body.

Lin Chuyan's mood was complicated by this cautious hug.At this moment, he felt that he could not impose his will on others.

Feng Qi is really sad, Lin Chuyan thought, and he felt so sad that he couldn't breathe.

Lin Chuyan hugged him forcefully, aggravating the hug.He buried his head in Feng Qi's arms and sobbed uncontrollably.

At this moment, the voices in his mind that urged him were gone, and Feng Qi's nose was filled with a boy's clean and warm breath, and he felt extremely peaceful at this moment.

After a while, Lin Chuyan said in a low voice, "We have stars. I can break many, many stars."

"Well, I've seen it all. The entire sky above your head is full of stars you folded." Feng Qi said softly.

"What about coaxing the children?" Lin Chuyan said.

Feng Qi pointed to the sky: "Look."

The sky was already dark, and the street lamps in the distance turned on a yellow light, and a few eager stars jumped out of it, twinkling in the sky.

"It's so fast, it's getting dark so soon." Lin Chuyan sighed.

The cool evening wind made him clearer, and Lin Chuyan remembered that cold night when he carried a schoolbag and walked out quietly with a bag containing several clothes.

He never thought about it, but it turned out that it had been almost four months.At this inappropriate moment, witnessing Feng Qi's desperate moment, he suddenly remembered his bravest day.

All the details of that day are crystal clear now.His only pair of sneakers, cleaned and placed outside the shoe cabinet, seemed to be waiting for him.

He didn't think about it at the time, but hurriedly put on his shoes, stepped out firmly, and decided not to look back.

At this time, the stars in the sky blinked their eyes, and he suddenly thought of his mother's pair of lifeless eyes.

Who dares to easily deny other people's choices.Lin Chuyan shuddered, and an unprecedented strange feeling came to her heart.

Feng Qi took off his coat and put it on for him, Lin Chuyan jumped on reflex and quickly refused.

"Wearing it," Feng Qi pressed his shoulder, "I didn't say I'd give it to you, I'll pay it back next time."

Lin Chuyan had no choice but to say: "Thank you brother." After thinking about it, he asked: "When is the next time? I can't open the express delivery anymore."

"Anytime. I live here, come to me anytime." Feng Qi nodded his head with his finger, took out something from his pocket and stuffed it into his hand.

The cold touch made Lin Chuyan a little puzzled, and when he lowered his head, he saw a lighter lying in the palm of his hand.He looked at Feng Qi puzzled.

Feng Qi's gaze was long and deep, and he didn't know where to look: "You have a lot of courage to fight against the past, I am very envious. Chu Yan, use this lighter to burn all the things you don't want, let It burns everything with you."

Lin Chuyan sniffed, and asked in a low voice, "It's because of my reaction to the smell of smoke last time, so you don't smoke? You don't even need a lighter."

Feng Qi nodded hesitantly, and explained: "I don't have much addiction to cigarettes, so I should quit. Also, it's not that I don't want this lighter anymore, it's a gift from me."

Lin Chuyan carefully put the lighter in his pocket: "I will keep it well."

The two took a walk again, Lin Chuyan finally refused Feng Qi to drive him off, and waited for the bus by herself holding the broken desk.

When the bus arrived at the stop, Lin Chuyan was about to lift his foot to go in, but suddenly retracted, looking at Feng Qi warily: "That lighter is worth tens of thousands, right?"

Feng Qi was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly laughed out loud.It was Dupont's limited-edition Langsheng lighter. He had always liked it, but he thought it was a good gift for Lin Chuyan.

He smiled and pushed Lin Chuyan into the car, his tone relaxed: "It's just a lighter, can't I give a gift to a friend who cares?"

Lin Chuyan was forced to be sent to the car, so she turned her head with difficulty and nodded at him: "Brother, good night."

Feng Qi watched the bus leave with a slight smile: "Good night."

After returning, Lin Chuyan didn't mention that he saw Sun Bingzhi during the day.But Sun Bingzhi really brought him a pot of lotus root soup, and Lin Chuyan was overwhelmed with emotion.

After drinking the soup, his eyes felt warm and moist, and Lin Chuyan smiled contentedly at Sun Bingzhi.

Sun Bingzhi looked at his child, took out an envelope from the inner pocket of his coat and gave it to him.

"What is this?" Lin Chuyan was stunned, then squeezed it lightly, and looked at Sun Bingzhi suspiciously.

"Didn't you ask me to keep your schoolbag for you?" Sun Bingzhi said, "It's very sunny today. When I was doing laundry in the afternoon, I wanted to help you wash it. It was quite dirty. I found it out of the schoolbag and almost gave It’s soaked in water. It’s really well hidden, so I sewed another pocket in the small pocket inside the schoolbag with a needle and thread.”

Sun Bingzhi looked into his eyes and sighed: "You are careless, I guess you never noticed it."

Lin Chuyan opened his mouth, stunned for a moment.

Sun Bingzhi himself sat down at the big table again, with his back to him, leaving him his own space.

Lin Chuyan stared at the envelope in his hand, his heart beating non-stop.Yes, his mother deliberately let him hear Li Hu's words and let him escape on purpose.

Trembling, Lin Chuyan opened the envelope and counted, 1 yuan.He felt that the blood in his whole body was congealed, and goose bumps all over his body suddenly.

After a long time, Sun Bingzhi looked back at him.Lin Chuyan lowered his head, put his arms on his knees, and made a very stiff posture.The envelope was thrown on the ground at his feet.

"Chuyan, go to sleep." Sun Bingzhi gently pushed his shoulder.

Lin Chuyan said "En", but did not move.

Sun Bingzhi got closer, knelt down to look at him, and asked with a smile, "Are you crying?"

"No." Lin Chuyan raised his head, proving it to him.

Sun Bingzhi laughed again, and said slowly: "When Xiaobao was 15 years old, my heart was very complicated. I used to be such a small child, and I held him gently in my arms. Seeing that I grew up day by day, I couldn't hold him in my arms." He became rebellious again, fighting quietly outside, Niuniu put bandages on him, the two siblings kept it from me, so I pretended not to know. One day, I saw him playing football on the school playground, laughing Be like a fool, I heard him bragging with his classmates and saying harmless swear words. To be honest, I felt so wonderful and happy at that moment, I shook my head and walked away with a smile."

"What do you mean?" Lin Chuyan didn't understand at all.

Sun Bingzhi looked up at the light: "I used to think that he would be my youngest son for the rest of his life. Later, when he grew up, I began to understand little by little that Xiaobao would never be Xiaobao again. Xiaobao became Sun Jing , grew up to be a slick little guy who can say dirty words, and a little hooligan who can fight. He is no longer my little treasure, he is the person I brought into the world, my favorite child."

His tone was casual and ordinary, and every word he pronounced was extremely flat, but Lin Chuyan felt very heavy and solid in his ears when he heard it.

"A child is born an independent person. When he grows up, we also exit. Parents should not put anything on a child. He has his own way. But as long as I think he chooses The right way, I will definitely watch him from behind, I really can't bear it, but," Sun Bingzhi pressed his palm heavily on Lin Chuyan's shoulder, "Go your own way, son. You may bear the eyes of your parents, but they I hope you move forward and don't look back."

Lin Chuyan remembered that when he was in primary school, his mother was not as indifferent as she is now, completely ignoring him.In the summer, when his birthday came, she would hold him in her arms and recall a few words about his father whom he had no memory of.

It seemed to be a college student with a very strong degree.

But she didn't seem to have much to recall about him, she dryly recalled a few lines of poems written by that man, and shut up in despair.Occasionally, she patted him on the head, and said as if encouraging: "Study hard, and get into a prestigious university like your father." Later, she couldn't overcome her drug addiction, and left Lin Chuyan to swallow the clouds by herself. .

Probably Lin Chuyan had no talent in studies, and her insignificant grades extinguished any remaining enthusiasm in her, so she never mentioned such lofty ambitions again.

Lin Chuyan grew up gradually, and developed a personality completely different from the people around her.This baby in the den of thieves is astonishingly sincere, enthusiastic, and unstoppable.

Did not, sometimes, catch a glimpse of her child's flaming eyes, and rekindle her youthful love?

She inadvertently let Lin Chuyan escape.Perhaps in the bottom of her heart, she eagerly desires that this child will have a bright life that is completely contrary to her life trajectory.

On the night when Lin Chuyan ran away in a rage, the mother's heart was pounding, she stayed up all night, and kept saying, "Child, run, run."

Lin Chuyan's throat was extremely dry.

"Suddenly I don't know what to do." He said truthfully and with difficulty, looking at the floor.

Sun Bingzhi's palm has a calm and reassuring temperature, and it fell generously on the top of his head: "Let's find the answer slowly, and grow up slowly. The days are still long."

The author has something to say: I will stop for a day tomorrow, the studies are too heavy, and I can't keep up with typing all day long.Continue Tuesday.