Sustained high temperature

Lin Chuyan slept for a while, but was not rested.After he woke up, he couldn't fall asleep even more. He tossed and turned for a long time, and his mind was buzzing.

At this time, a low voice came from the darkness: "Can't you sleep?"

Lin Chuyan was surprised to find that Feng Qi had been sitting in the corner, and he asked, "Brother, are you up?"

"En," Feng Qi walked to his bedside, "I don't feel sleepy, I just want to watch over you, if you feel uncomfortable, you can tell me in time."

Lin Chuyan didn't know what was going on in her heart, she just looked at Feng Qi.

Feng Qi touched his forehead: "Is it hard?"

Lin Chuyan blinked: "No, I'm a little dizzy." His voice was a little nasal, and it was rare to be coquettish: "Brother, I can't sleep."

Feng Qi put a coat on him over his pajamas, carried him on his back, turned around and left the room, and sat on the piano bench in the living room.

Feng Qi put his hands on the keys and began to play Chopin's Nocturne in B flat minor.

Lin Chuyan felt uncomfortable all over, and lay softly on his shoulder, listening quietly.

Feng Qi's technique is very proficient, as if he has played this piece countless times.

Halfway through the bounce, Feng Qi's eyes were suddenly covered, and there was darkness in front of him, and he could only feel warm palms against his eyelids.He turned his head slightly: "What's wrong?"

Lin Chuyan's voice was husky: "Brother, don't play it if you don't like it."

Feng Qi was startled, don't you like it?

He played this piece for many years.Feng Mi cried a lot since she was born, and couldn't sleep at night, crying so much that everyone in the family felt very distressed.

Once in a while, Chopin's nocturne was playing on the radio, and Feng Mi gradually stopped crying and fell asleep peacefully.This piece has been tried and tested, and Feng Ning can always fall asleep listening to this piano piece.

Later Feng Qi was sent to learn piano.When he was able to finish playing this piece, he played it countless times, coaxing the young Feng Mi to sleep.

After playing for many years, this piece of music has long been deeply embedded in his mind.

Feng Qi asked softly: "How do you know I don't like it?"

Lin Chuyan was so dizzy that she leaned her head on his shoulder.At this time, he wrapped his arms around Feng Qi's waist, and said against his back: "I'm so close to you, it's easy to feel it."

Feng Qi's nose was sore for a moment.

Yes, he doesn't like it.He was about to throw up.He did love his sister deeply, but his parents put too much responsibility on him and forced him to do too many things.Treat him as a machine, doing mechanical work that is repeated every day.

The young Feng Qi also sighed softly in the dead of night, and sometimes secretly played other tunes.His mother always looked at him with pity and disbelief: "Son, if you don't spend time practicing Chopin, how can you coax your sister?"

I also have things I like.

Feng Qi with difficulty withdrew his hands from the keys, and put them on his lap.

Lin Chuyan leaned against his back and said, "Brother, just stay with me for a while. Playing the piano is exhausting."

Feng Qi stood up again, and carried him into the bedroom, her voice was extremely gentle: "Then shall I lie down with you?"

Lin Chuyan nodded and rubbed his chin on his back.

After hugging Lin Chuyan to the bed, Feng Qi also lifted the quilt and lay down on it.He was lying next to Lin Chuyan, breathing lightly.

Those eyes in the darkness were ink-colored, and many unknown emotions flowed out from there, glowing with water in the night.

Lin Chuyan suddenly approached him, buried his head on his shoulder, and wrapped his arms around his body. His voice was low but sincere: "Brother, you can say whatever you want. I'll listen and you'll feel better." some."

Probably because of the fever, the boy's body temperature was on the high side, which burned Feng Qi's broken heart.He closed his eyes, and forced out a sentence from his mouth: "Do you remember the seemingly perfect person I mentioned?"

"En." Lin Chuyan remembered that it was after he was laughed at by an uncle downstairs in the community.

Feng Qi was silent for a few more seconds before softly saying: "My mother is that kind of person."

Lin Chuyan tightened the arms holding him.

"She is strong in everything and wants to be the best in everything. She requires me to do everything she asks me to do. She does not accept anything that is not under her control."

"Is it a strong woman? The kind who can do everything?" Lin Chuyan asked.

Feng Qi opened her eyes and stared straight at the ceiling: "She trusts herself more than anyone else, or in other words, she trusts no one but herself. She plans life, love, children, and everything that fits her vision .”

Lin Chuyan was a little confused: "Is it because the inner strength is too strong to be stubborn? But, how can we plan life, love, and everything?"

In the world, is there anyone who can predict everything and arrange everything?

Feng Qi's eyebrows showed a look of pain: "She pursues a dazzling life, so she works hard to get excellent grades in her studies; she pursues a harmonious family for her children, so she forces me to obey her in everything, and her education master relies on me everywhere; She pursues a love that does not count on life and death, so she chose to jump into the sea with her father to die in love after her father became seriously ill."

Lin Chuyan was stunned: "I can understand the first one. But, can a happy family and unswerving love be achieved by such actions?"

"That's right," Feng Qi said in a low voice, "Chu Yan is so smart, you'll understand right away."

What she loves is a kind of desire in her heart, what she loves is the flashy pictures rooted in her heart, what she loves is illusion and self-satisfaction.She exhausted everything to pursue perfection, pursue all fantasies, but what she finally got was also a false illusion!

Feng Qi murmured: "She is so naive."

Lin Chuyan's fingers trembled a little, he touched Feng Qi's hair, held his breath and asked, "Brother, did she also instill something in you?"

Feng Qi's eyes were half-opened, and he slowly turned to look at Lin Chuyan, like a water wheel, turning endlessly sad: "My fate is the same as hers. I am a product of failure, destined to sink to the bottom of the sea alone, quietly die quietly."

Lin Chuyan was so angry that he cursed: "What the hell are you talking about!"

Feng Qi glanced at him lightly.

Lin Chuyan covered her mouth in embarrassment, and then said in a muffled voice, "Brother, I'm not scolding your mother, I'm just... how could she say such things to you!"

When a man is about to die, what he utters is terrible.

Feng Qi will never forget that at that time, his exquisite and beautiful mother was running between the hospital and home, and the flawless mask that had been maintained for many years began to show cracks.

She vented her emotions hysterically, smashing everything in the room, pulling her long hair in despair, and screaming in pain: "God, why don't I love him?"

For a long time, she carefully designed her life.She loves the match made in heaven between a gifted man and a beautiful woman, she admires the married life of Qin Se and Ming, she lives a life of husband and wife, she thinks this is what she looks like in her dreams.

When the husband who was with her day and night was lying haggard on the hospital bed, when he was facing the torment of life and death, she suddenly realized: I don't love him!

The love, family, and life she pursued all her life are all exquisite cages she fabricated for herself step by step.

One day, she looked back on everything before, and finally realized that she had nothing.

Sincerity can only be exchanged with sincerity.It was she who mistook the plan for a heartbeat.

Feng Qi locked his young sister into the room, hid behind the door and looked at his crazy mother in horror.

Then, the woman who had been planning his life for a long time gave him a gloomy look and hugged the half-grown son into her arms.

Her voice is desolate and weak, like a long-broken xylophone, weird and ethereal: "I expect you to go to the palace, send me to the palace, and send me to Qi. Qi of Qi, son, your name gorgeous."

There was a little secretive light in her empty eyes, as if she had grasped the last straw suddenly, bursting out with great joy: "Do you know what the best belonging in the world is?"

The young Feng Qi's feet trembled, and he didn't know why.

She smiled sweetly and contentedly: "It's the sea."

"Remember that poem I read to you? 'That song and the sound of the water lapping on the shore, it was my funeral song'. Isn't it beautiful?"

Maybe she already had a mark of loneliness in her heart.She has never had a day of real companionship and joy, she is indulging in illusions, and the taste of loneliness that is everywhere, she should have tasted it long ago, only then did she really know its name.

She had read that poem a hundred times unintentionally, but it was only at this time that she realized that what the written lines declared was her destination at the end of her life.

This poor and despicable woman, the last bit of tenderness in her heart cooled down with her disillusionment. She held her youngest son's face in pity, and said like a witch: "It's so pitiful. Everyone's life is so precious." Lonely, you are like this too. Poor little one, your destination can only be the sea. Mom and Dad will wait for you at the bottom of the sea, come quickly, that is your destiny."

She lived in desolation in this world, but her child's clear and ignorant eyes made her extremely angry.At the end of her despair, she was still determined and planned everything outrageously.She saw through the fog of illusion, but she was willing to bury herself in that fog.

She desperately seized the last chance.She seemed to feel that as long as she completed that one ceremony, she would be complete.Even if she went to that world, she still firmly believed that as long as these four people were still together, she could start her uncompetitive career again.She is stubborn and crazy, and would rather drag the people around her off the cliff to accompany her.

In her last days she became a rousing orator.Relying on the unique appeal of her nature, she turned the other three people into walking dead and attached to her.

Such a terrifying way of brainwashing, that kind of fatalism deeply imprinted in his heart made Feng Qi breathless.I couldn't break free for a lifetime.Yeah, he knew it was wrong.But can someone take a heart out, wash it, and put it back for use?

His mother accomplished her ideal sacrifice in an almost cruel way.

The moment she took her husband's hand and stepped into the cold sea water, she thought to herself: Isn't this what she expected?So she turned her head and showed a beautiful smile to the people around her: "We, life and death, will never leave."

Feng Qi sat up in pain, buried his head in his knees, his voice was short and excited: "Feng Mi thought until the end that her parents were the most beautiful couple in the world, they died for love, their deaths were poignant and touching. This silly boy ran away without looking back, and said to me with a smile: 'Brother, I'll wait for you.'”

"Look directly at the dark blue sky, walk over step by step, slowly hold your breath, and let the sea water flow over, from your ankles to your knees, and then to your chest. When the cold water almost reaches your eyes, close your eyes Eyes. Come here, come here, come this way."

This voice haunted him like a ghost, rang in his ears day and night, tearing Feng Qi's heart apart over and over again.

The sound of the sea in the depths of his heart was his mother's horrific urging: he is the only one left!

Lin Chuyan almost stopped breathing, Feng Qi's emotions were extremely agitated, but his despair was also extremely strong, Lin Chuyan hardly knew what to do.

Feng Qi struggled to breathe, like a drowning person, as if the sea in his heart had lost its guard, and the endless sea surged up and completely submerged him.

In Lin Chuyan's eyes, Feng Qi's back was arched fragilely into a bow, but it was a useless bow, and the arrow of courage could no longer be shot.

Once Lin Chuyan wanted to mend his heart and give him courage.However, this damaged nest is not a hole from the outside, and repairing it cannot restore it to its original state.The nest was rotting from the inside and smelled of rot.

Could the song of the birds make such internal, deep destruction as if it had never happened?No matter how much you shout, it will not help.

Birds will find new branches and build new nests.And the original one, wet and black, rotted away from the inside, and finally fell to the ground and dissolved in the soil.

The same is true for Feng Qi. The erosion of suffering for more than 20 years has made him almost destroyed.

Lin Chuyan, what's the use of Lin Chuyan's enthusiasm?

If Lin Chuyan was a bird that knew the current affairs, he would fly away too.Because the soul he faces is already difficult to be redeemed.That heart thought it was a serious sin, and was willing to be tortured by perdition, step by step towards perdition.

Lin Chuyan is just a strange boy.How can there be a need to save Feng Qi like this?

Feng Qi himself knew it, so he believed in the loneliness of life, and never dared to hope that there would be a ray of light that dared to pierce through the oppressive sea area and illuminate his deepest part.

But who can tell what is on the mind of a teenager?Who can be sure that Lin Chuyan is a person who is afraid of difficulties and retreats?

What kind of person Lin Chuyan is, no one can tell except himself.

Trembling, Lin Chuyan pressed her body against Feng Qi's back, hugged his neck, and patted his arm again and again.He weakly called him "Brother", eager to wake Feng Qi from this terrible nightmare.

Feng Qi, however, seemed to be unconscious, and asked, "Feng Ning?"

Lin Chuyan's hand rested on his arm, as if he was stimulated by Feng Qi's stupid appearance.

He had never been a gentle person, in fact he was extremely unkind.What is identified will not be changed after death.

Lin Chuyan will never surrender to despair, and he will never let that thing take Feng Qi away.

He crawled up from behind Feng Qi to him, knelt in front of him, put his arms around his neck, and tremblingly kissed Feng Qi's eyes with warm lips: "I'm Lin Chuyan. Take a look at me."