I wait for you to see through the scenery

No matter how strong the will and body are, there will always be times when they can't hold on, they are fragile, helpless, need to vent, and want to find a shoulder to lean on.

Qu Liandi also had a moment that night when she broke down emotionally and cried bitterly.She grabbed her son's hand and stuck it to her heart. It was her heart.

There was a dark red nosebleed mark on Qu Jia's hand.

Qu Liandi was sitting in front of the store, on the side of the street, her face was flushed from crying, her neck and the back of her hands were bulging with blue veins.I feel sorry for my son, and feel that Qu Jia has worked too hard.

Qu Jia is not yet eighteen, it seems that he has lived through other people's 38 and 48.

Other men were laid off at the age of 38, and their father died at the age of 48.

My heart hurts to death, my heart is about to be crushed.

Later, people from the police station also came, and the scene was almost cleaned up and confiscated.Several young people who disturbed the social order, under Zheng Ge's convincing criticism and education, sat on the steps of the door, sitting in a row, reflecting on their own mistakes and preparing to change their past.

Lao Wang came one step ahead of the police station, quickly put Qu Jia into the car, and sent him to the nearby Chaoyang Hospital.

Qu Jia hadn't eaten all day, was so hungry, and even picked up a stool to fight with people in a hurry, so he fell down due to exhaustion.

"It's nothing serious, skin trauma." Qu Jia lay on the temporary hospital bed in the emergency room, recovered after infusion of two bottles of glucose, still with the same ignorant virtue.

"Don't you cry?" Qu Jia said to his mother, "You are crying too loudly, and you are the only one listening in the corridor."

"A lot of blood, really, really frightened me." Qu Liandi's eyes were red and swollen, "Your nose, with so much nosebleed, won't it become Wang Lujun's nose in the future?"

Old Wang was standing next to him, and Qu Jia took a look and snorted, "Then ask who's father, if he will have a nose like that in the future, chronic, old damage type, suppurative type, rhinitis ..."

"I asked the doctor just now, no." Wang Guisheng sneered, "It's not a big deal if you haven't been kicked by the boy, don't listen to your mother bluffing...the one who kicked you really didn't kick you." Lu Jun'er kicked that hard."

Qu Jia pulled up the edge of the quilt to cover his nose and stopped talking. He waved his mother to rest outside the treatment room, and by the way, invite your partner out.

"The bridge of your nose is higher than that of Lu Jun'er, so you may file your nose down a few millimeters, and your high nose bridge will collapse." Wang Guisheng added another sentence, "Will you dare to fight in the future?"

"Don't worry about it," Qu Jia mumbled, covering his nose and mouth, "you'd better take care of Wang Lujun and leave me alone."

"Okay, I'm not qualified to control you." Wang Guisheng said, "You don't have to worry about your mother, you also control too much... I will control her from now on."

Wang Guisheng reached out and squeezed Qu Jia's shoulder, and patted him.

Boy, the shoulders are too hard and too strong. If you stretch this string too tightly, you will definitely hurt yourself.

Sitting on the bench outside the treatment room, Qu Liandi leaned on Lao Wang's shoulders and wrapped his arms around the man's arms, and talked about the bitterness of supporting the family and raising his son all these years.If you don't speak out, no one will feel sorry for you.

Crying so hard, life will continue tomorrow, and Qu Liandi also made a decision that night.

And Qu Jia was sitting on the bed in the treatment room, alone, with his head resting on the pillow, and he didn't feel too uncomfortable at that time. His mother is no longer alone now.

That's fine.

Qu Liandi later said: "Fortunately, Yaoyao wasn't here tonight...Zhou Yao wasn't here."

"Fortunately, he didn't come, so what if he comes?" Qu Jia said, "Should I let him fight for me, or let him watch me get beaten?

"Zhou Yao is so simple, he never knows how to fight.

"Zhou Yao will never come here again." Qu Jia said to his mother.

……

Qu Jia rested for another day and went back to class after his fever subsided completely.Another piece of gauze was added to his forehead, which made him stand out in the classroom.

There were also minor injuries to the neck and fingers of both hands, so I wrapped them with Band-Aids to prevent the wounds from being exposed.

Many classmates turned their heads to look at him quietly, especially the girls in their class, peeping at his embarrassed face covered in band-aids.

On the high school campus, no one would discriminate against or laugh at boys who were injured in fights.On the contrary, there is a pure and naive psychology unique to adolescence, thinking that scars are the medals of men, blood and glory.The boy's face and fingers are wrapped with adhesive band-aids, which makes him look very cool and unique.

On the way to practice on the playground, Zhou Yao finally found out that the people who were separated by several floors suddenly turned their heads to look at Qu Jia's face, staring at the wounds with adhesive tape in great astonishment.

A long distance away, no one spoke, Zhou Yao withdrew his gaze and walked with his head bowed.

As a result, during the 10-minute inter-class exercise that day, two people in their grade were criticized by the grade director standing on the rostrum.

Class three and four, who is that in the back row?That male classmate, you can't lift your arm?Can't bend down?

The students around knew who was being scolded as soon as they heard it, and they all wanted to take the grievances on Qu Jia's behalf. It's too wronged. Don't deduct grades from our class, the old Black Mountain demon.Xia Lan said at the bottom: "Yes, he can't lift his arms up, and he can't bend down!"

The sound of radio exercise music continued, and less than a minute later, the black mountain old demon once again had a demonic wind, and clicked on another one: the boy in the back row of the second class of senior high school, who are you looking at?

This time everyone didn't understand who was ordered.

Probably only Qu Jia could tell with his eyes closed who was looking around and who was looking at him all the time.

During class break, Qu Jia watched Zhou Yao step out of the teaching building through the window. Zhou Yao lowered his head and walked, then suddenly quickened his pace and strode into the teaching building, towards the infirmary...

Missing two days of classes, the progress of the most dreaded math class is almost a thousand miles away.The teacher talked about a bunch of theorems and axioms, and then a whole set of big questions. Sitting in class, Qu Jia had already been left in a wild land five hundred kilometers away.That feeling, when I look around and find that there is no one around, and my companions have left him and strode away, I will feel flustered...

Later, during the lunch break, Huang Xiaoxiao came again, rushed into the classroom in three steps and two steps from the outside, in a hurry, slapped Qu Jia on the seat, and talked quietly in a low voice.

When Huang Xiaoxiao first entered the classroom, Qu Jia actually saw the plastic bag of medicine in the girl's hand.

Specially brought for him, trauma hemostasis, pain relief, detoxification and blood stasis.There are actually three different types of Band-Aids, the transparent waterproof type, the high-elasticity textile type, and the anti-inflammatory drug type... There are no eyes when fighting with knives and guns, so all kinds of models are available.

After digging into the details of what happened in the past two days, Qu Jia said twice: "I didn't get beaten, so I thought it was me who slapped my face."

"I don't believe it." Huang Xiaoxiao said, "I know you were fighting outside."

"If you keep doing this, Brother Fei will be jealous." Qu Jia smiled helplessly, "Then I will really be beaten."

"You missed math class for two days, so you can't understand in class?" Huang Xiaoxiao panicked again, "It's okay, Qu Jia, don't worry, I'll help you connect the formulas together, and explain all the big questions to you. "

Huang Xiaoxiao is going to teach others a math problem.

Speaking out is a piece of news in the whole grade.Open, play, laugh, you, tease, me?

The score difference between Qu Jia and Qu Jia was strictly controlled within 5 points in each test, sometimes it was 5 points higher, and sometimes she was 5 points lower.

"Go to the toilet first, and clean the lunch box by the way." Qu Jia was embarrassed and wanted to hide.

"No, no, I'll talk about the problem first." Huang Xiaoxiao held his arm and held on. The speaker was more urgent than the listener, and the task must be completed before the deadline. "I will explain these formulas and problem-solving steps later. Forget, wait until I finish talking before you go to the toilet!"

"Just come back." Qu Jia got up, with a hint of pleading expression, "Just now I drank too much hot water and medicine."

"Are you squatting in a tuba or a tuba?" Huang Xiaoxiao asked.

"..." Qu Jia reported in a low voice, "Trumpet, I'm holding back my urine, soon."

"It's almost the final exam. You go to sleep in class, and you squat in the toilet after class. Do you still have time to study, Qu Jia?" Huang Xiaoxiao complained to Qu Jia who ran out of the classroom, "Hurry up and come back , My memory is like a pig's brain, I can only remember for half an hour, half an hour must be finished or I will really forget..."

Ugh.

Qu Jia stopped flushing his head with cold water stupidly and masochistically in the toilet.

He put his forehead on the cold tap, and then turned his head and put his face on it to wake himself up. Facing the water flowing away from the sink, he asked himself over and over again: Are you just giving up like this? , Qu Jia, do you want to let go?For the ruthless words you have said, the bold words you have released, your beliefs, your inner promises to Zhou Yao that you have said and have not yet said, are you giving up like a coward?

No, no want to give up.

Everyone around him treats him so well, they have done their best to him, they are so patient and tolerant towards him, they seem to reach out to him anytime, anywhere, and want to tell him, don't give up, Qu Jia, we are all still there. Did not give up on you yet.As difficult as it is, we all want to drag you forward together.

During the two days when he was on sick leave, the head teacher took two bus stops to the "Wufang" snack bar, stood in the store and looked at it carefully, and left after eating breakfast.The old man probably couldn't bear it at first, and wanted to come over and talk to his mother. He was about to take the college entrance examination, and he sprinted. Even I, a slow old guy, couldn't sit still. I really can't delay your son any longer! ...After looking around, the old man said to Qu Liandi before leaving, "You also take care of your health. The most important thing is your health. Let Qu Jia do his best for exams. The threshold of university will definitely not determine the fate of life. It's the end."

In fact, Yu Jingzhi also came here quietly, carrying a few boxes of skin care products and saying a few words of comfort when Qu Jia was not in the store.

Also, Zhou Yao.

Zhou Yao did everything for him.

Zhou Yao's company never left.

Every thought around me is sincere and sincere, but these can't stop the surging river, and can't save the fate of pouring out.

He is not cowardly, but suddenly tired, a little flinched, and feels sorry for Zhou Yao.

It rained lightly after school that day, and Qu Jia took the bus home because of his injuries.

He took an umbrella and stepped on the mud at the entrance of the alley with rubber shoes. He entered the courtyard, and saw an extra bicycle under the eaves of his house from a distance, leaning on the outside of his broken car.

They were also close together, and the pedals were entangled. At first glance, he was throbbing and in a daze. He thought... did he think that Zhou Yao had changed to a broken car that he didn't recognize?

Far away?

A man squatted on the threshold of his house, covered his head and face with a poncho, and shrank his neck under the eaves to hide from the rain.

When the squatting man looked up and saw him, he smiled.Qu Jia's heart was crackling, and was poured out by a heavy rain, extinguishing a cluster of fire in his heart.

How could it be Zhou Yao.

Zhou Yao is so precious that royal blue mountain bike, it is impossible to change it.Even if Zhou Yao changed his car, he would buy another handsome and fashionable brand-name mountain bike, wouldn't he buy a "permanent brand" 26 women's car without a girder, right?

Xia Lan stood up from the threshold, the poncho hat was blown away by the wind, her hair was wet, her nose and fingers were red.

"You ride so slowly!" Xia Lan brushed away her wet hair, "I ride faster than you, and I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Traffic jam in the evening." Qu Jia said.

"Is there something wrong?" Qu Jia asked standing at the door, "Are you looking for my mother?"

"Your mother must be making pancakes at this time. I went to the store to look for her." Xia Lan said frankly, "Qu Jia, I'm looking for you."

"Look for me, can't you look for it in the classroom?" Qu Jia is also very frank, "If you look for me, just turn around."

I'll sit diagonally behind you, if you look for me, just turn around.

Xia Lan just smiled, and patted her schoolbag: "I haven't been to your house, so I just came to see you, to visit the patient."

It was raining heavily, and it was freezing rain in autumn and winter, so Qu Jia opened the door of the house.Xia Lan took out the food and various nutritional products for Qu Jia in her schoolbag and put them on the table. "My mother bought it for you, let me bring it here, don't think it's not an imported product without English characters." Xia Lan said.

"Thank you, you don't need to buy me anything." Qu Jia sat on her own bed, raised one leg and stepped on the edge of the bed, lowered her head and plugged in the earphones.

"Tang Zheng took me to the police station that night, made a record, and made those three gangsters pay for breaking things." Xia Lan said, "Qu Jia, I'm sorry that day."

Qu Jia shook his head, needless to say sorry.

"It's because of me that I caused you to be injured, and you still have a fever and are sick, I'm sorry." Xia Lan looked at the person deeply and spoke happily.

"Wouldn't anyone have to fight like this?" Qu Jia lowered his eyes, very calmly, "Ask Tang Zheng, if it was him, he would fight too."

"Your nosebleeds flowed like rivers that day, and your mother cried for you." Xia Lan just laughed, "Is your nose okay?"

"What do you think?" Qu Jia touched the bridge of his nose, "Isn't it not collapsed?"

Xia Lan casually chatted a few words and threw the unwashed bowls piled on the table into the aluminum basin, poured dish soap on it, and scooped a ladle of water from the water storage basin next to it, and put the greasy bowls It's all soaked.Then he picked up the iron hook and opened the coal stove cover, skillfully stoked the fire to make the room warmer.

Obviously it was the first time to come back to Qu Jia's house, and he was familiar with the family and the way as if he was at his own home.

Because in her own home, the house layout is the same, the same coal stove.Every morning and evening are these things, and I am used to it.

Xia Lan didn't hesitate to leave, and turned around with her bag after a few words.Looking back at Qu Jia's bed, she smiled again, "Qu Jia, your bed is bigger than mine, and your sleep is much more comfortable and nourishing than mine." Xia Lan said.

"Really?" Qu Jia didn't respond.

"Our family still has my dad." Xia Lan spoke without any taboos.

"Oh, there are advantages to having fewer people." Qu Jia nodded.

"That's right, the two of them made a big bed and occupied the whole room, how can I have a place to sleep?" Xia Lan said, "I want to be hung up to the ceiling, my bed is squeezed into the corner of the wall, I can't One meter wide."

"Go down as soon as you turn over?" Qu Jia's mouth twitched.

"I can't get down. The end of my parents' bed is right next to me. As soon as I rolled, I got stuck in the gap between the two beds. Is the gap wide and narrow just for me!" Xia Lan walked towards the door and turned her head. joking.

As soon as the door was opened, the rain splashed all over my face, my hands were not even warmed, and my buttocks were not even warmed up, because the host had no intention of keeping guests.

Qu Jia stood at the door, nodded his head, and said it was nothing.

When Xia Lan turned her head, her long, wet curly hair brushed against Qu Jia's breath, and she looked at him deeply, not wanting to hide her thoughts and feelings: "Qu Jia."

Um?Qu Jia was stunned with an absent-minded expression.

"I want to kiss you, okay?" Xia Lan said softly.

Xia Lan reached out and touched Qu Jia's slightly injured nose bridge, and hugged Qu Jia's waist when Qu Jia was caught off guard and didn't react in time.

Xia Lan is about ten centimeters shorter than Qu Jia, which is not considered short among girls, and she can keep her eyes level on tiptoe.Qu Jia's second reaction was still very fast, she pushed the girl away suddenly, and pushed the girl out of the threshold into the rain...

It was a pity that I couldn't kiss at that time.

Qu Jia turned his head and withdrew, abruptly avoiding it, and the moist and soft touch fell into a gust of wind under the eaves by the door.

The two are separated by a door of their house.Standing in the rain, Xia Lan was soaked all of a sudden, her hair was hanging on her shoulders, the rain exposed her body under her wet clothes, and her face was also wet.

A good-looking and good-looking girl, but also brave enough.

What Zhou Yao didn't have the guts to do at the beginning, when he stared at each other for three seconds in front of Qu Jia, he gave up, and Xia Lan dared to do it, even if the answer he got was "deny".

Qu Jia simply took a step forward, let himself be drenched in the rain, and was instantly drenched.

Xia Lan lowered her head and picked up her schoolbag: "Qu Jia, let me ask you one thing, do you already have someone you like?"

Qu Jia didn't answer, Yusi flew wildly between the eyes of the two.

"In our school, you have always had someone you like!" Xia Lan shouted loudly.

"Yes." Qu Jia nodded vigorously and definitely.

"I've had it for a long time." Qu Jia seemed to have more to say, and wanted to express it, and wanted to confirm to his heart again, "I already had someone I liked when I was in elementary school, is it okay?"

Xia Lan looked at him in surprise: "I also went to the same elementary school as you, don't you remember? The primary school attached to the machine tool factory, Qu Jia, I'm in the class next to yours."

"I know you are in the next class." Qu Jia said, "When I was in elementary school, I already had someone I liked very much... The person I like has never changed."

Xia Lan's eyes were filled with water, and there was also a layer of mist on her eyelashes. She held her head up stubbornly: "Me too. I have liked someone since I was in elementary school. The person I like has never changed."

There will always be some regrets in a person's life, which is a knot that cannot be overcome in this life.The most beautiful years will always stay in the blue-gray misty rain and apricot-yellow sky in the memory.

It's a pity that I won't understand it when I meet it, and I will miss it in the future, so I have to reluctantly let go.How many people are really destined and have a share, and they can hold hands at the bow of the ferry, walk through the misty rain together, and reach the other side of life? ...

Qu Jia turned his eyes away and didn't look at Xia Lan much.He's not good at dealing with girls, he's probably shy.He would not use rhetoric to leave room for a tactful rejection, so he ended it with silence.

The girl is so beautiful and the body is too sexy.

He didn't look at it too much, and always felt that even if he looked at others a few more times, he would feel sorry for Yaoyao and some kind of disloyalty.

Outside the courtyard gate, the bicycle wheel ran over the steel plate, and a series of very familiar movements burst out.

Qu Jia raised his head suddenly, and the royal blue color seemed to pass by in a flash.He ran two steps to the gate of the yard, and the car and people disappeared.

Are you hallucinating on your eye mask?

But what the ear hears is not an illusion.This alley passed by the entrance of their yard. There was a sinkhole dug out by digging wires before. The construction unit did not fill in the soil in order to save trouble, so they used a large steel plate to patch the hole to cover it.Every bicycle passing by will make a "ding dong" here, like knocking on the doorbell, notifying the residents in the courtyard that someone has arrived.

Qu Jia recognized the sound of the wheels, because that bicycle came too often, too frequently!The sound of hitting iron plates in the drizzle woke him up, and seemed to pass through his head.

Qu Jia ran out to look for it, and ran several steps in the muddy rain.Panting, drinking rainwater, but failed to catch up, and ran away again.

He walked back slowly, and there was a plastic bag at the gate of their courtyard.

He picked up the plastic bag and went home, which contained a glass lunch box.Someone made him a dessert snack, probably carrying this lunch box to "visit sick".

A box of strawberries.

The fruit is out of season, it must be the expensive strawberries bought from the supermarket.The strawberries were skewered with toothpicks, and specially coated with a layer of sugar syrup, which made them sweet... Someone made him a box of rock sugar strawberries.

Afterwards, a few days later, Qu Liandi cooked at home and fried two more dishes.

After frying shredded pork and garlic sprouts, Qu Jia ate up most of the plate, but the one who most liked stir-fried shredded pork and garlic sprouts was not at the dinner table.

The mother and son didn't want to hide it anymore, Qu Liandi struggled with eating this meal, even when the rice bowl was empty, she was still chewing her chopsticks.The two straight chopsticks were almost twisted into twists by her, so Qu Liandi simply asked: "Xia Lan is also a good girl, cheerful and generous, beautiful, and treats you like this... It's a pity that you are, no Fall in love with someone?"

"Well, I don't like it." Qu Jia also answered very crisply.

Qu Jia understood that his mother also knew about it.

Because Xia Lan didn't intend to hide it, she confessed to Zhang Huilan frankly when she went back. She asked Qu Jia to confess her love and asked for a kiss.

Afterwards, Zhang Huilan was also quick-talking and unwilling, and chatted with Qu Liandi to the basin chopping board all day long. Unfortunately, it's a pity, you Qu Jia didn't like our daughter, didn't like it, and rejected us!Although we don't approve of such things as puppy love, we originally thought that the future would be bright, and the two of them might be admitted to a university in the future, and then develop after entering the university. As a result, you, Qu Jia, have a really flirtatious temper and a really picky vision. Just missed us!

Of course, Qu Liandi would not confide a single word to Xia Lan's mother. The grievance and heartache in her stomach suffocated her to death, and she kneaded it into her face.

I feel uncomfortable and sigh, what is the fate of the children?

A girl like Xia Lan and her Qu Jia are also childhood sweethearts, and they are on good terms.The poor neighbors from a hutong area, the laid-off workers from a disbanded factory, and the frustrated people who staggered from the old era and were abandoned on the riverbed beach by the new era, no one will dislike the other.

If Qu Jia is willing to be with Xia Lan, there will be no pressure at all, and the parents of both parties will support it with both hands and feet. It is very suitable and a good match.

But that can only be "if".

As of now, it is no longer possible.

Qu Liandi herself would not agree anymore, wouldn't that be cheating other girls?Zhou Yao has already "lived" in this family.

Zhou Yao has been in the lives of their mother and son for so many years, and he has settled down in his heart long ago, so it is impossible to erase it, and it is impossible to pretend that the beautiful and loving boy in the small alley in the South Barracks had never been there.

Qu Jia just chose the most difficult road, going straight up the cliff.

"Your mother, I understand that you and Yaoyao have been in such a deep relationship for so many years that it is impossible to break you back for a while. Don't say you are reluctant, and I am also reluctant to be Yaoyao." Qu Liandi said to her son, "Mom just loves you Too tired, too difficult, can you understand your sinful mind? You and Xia Lan, our family is not high-ranking, she and you, she is not high-ranking, so no one will drag the other down. In front of you is a Smooth journey, without any pressure, you still need it...

"Why are you sick, why do you have a fever? Why are you in the rain, why are you sick, can I not see?  …

"Also, you are not allowed to go in the store again, if you go again, I will not go!"

Qu Liandi burst into tears as she spoke, and wiped her face.Recently, the teardrops are a little low, and she is almost crying. She was never like this before. She used to stand at the door of the cafeteria with her shoes on her hips and quarrel with others for an hour. Now, fate is overwhelming her. , Grinding out a lot of edges and corners.

How much I like Yaoyao, how long has it been since that big mascot came to the house for a meal?

Every time Zhou Yao came to "Wufang", Qu Liandi was in a better mood than her son, and every time she rationally warned her to be more indifferent to Zhou Yao, this silly child might not come here in the future, and it was over.However, emotionally, he loves her so much, every time Zhou Yao comes, he holds her heart, greets her with delicious food, and is reluctant to show a slight cold face to Zhou Yao.

Qu Jia finished his meal with his head buried in his head. After cleaning the plates and licking them, he raised his head: "You don't have to worry about my affairs. Don't talk about it. I won't listen to you."

Qu Liandi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mom, do you think I'm filial?" Qu Jia said again.

Qu Liandi nodded quickly, son, of course you are a good and filial son.

Qu Jia said: "I also feel that I am quite filial. I can obey you in other things, but this one is impossible. The person I like is called Zhou Yao."

Qu Jia said word by word: "You knew it when I was in elementary school, are you tired and confused these days? Then let me say it again, what I like is Yaoyao, and I have never changed."

……

Whether Zhou Yao will come or not, whether he is by his side or not, where he will go in the future, and which way he will take is Zhou Yao's business.

He likes Zhou Yao, it's his belief and his perseverance, it's his choice.