Mountains and seas close at hand

The door was gently pushed open, and Maowazi cautiously leaned half his body in, and gave a questioning look to his mother who was guarding the bed.His mother touched her tears, leaned over and said, "Here comes the man."

Ji Bao took a deep breath and walked in slowly.The room is very clean, but there is the unique bitterness of the elderly, as if the hardships of the past years have melted into a wisp of smoke.

The haggard face under the oxygen mask is like a trembling yellow leaf in the new wind, which will be caught in the strong wind at any time and float into the sky.And the thick quilt made this elderly body so thin, as if there was only a skeleton left under the duvet.

The man who carried himself on his shoulders was really old.

Ji Bao's eyes turned red, and he raised his hand to cover his mouth.

The old man on the bed seemed to sense something and lifted his heavy eyelids.His cloudy eyes slowly focused, and the blurry figure in front of him finally turned into the girl he was worried about.

......grown up.

In my memory, she still looks like she is wearing braids, but now she is slim.

Bai Xunhua sighed in his heart, stroked Ji Bao's shoulder, and greeted the old man on the bed softly: "Uncle Mo, Ji Bao and I came to see you."

As she spoke, she gently pushed Ji Bao, and Ji Bao sniffed, walked to the bedside and called out with a choked voice: "...I'm back."

Mr. Mo's throat raised his throat and let out a whimpering sound. Maowazi understood, and hurried forward to take off the mask for his father.

The middle-aged woman who had been silent beside her suddenly said angrily, "What are you doing!"

Maowazi shouted helplessly: "Mom."

The old man on the bed completely ignored the mother and the child, and tremblingly squeezed out from his throat: "Little...Bao'er..."

The woman looked at her husband on the bed, touched his tears, glared at Ji Bao, and walked out without looking back.Maowazi looked helpless, and nodded towards Ji Bao: "Sister, you talk to my dad, I'll go see my mom."

Ji Bao lowered his head and kept silent, so Bai Xunhua had no choice but to answer for her: "Well, go quickly and take care of your mother. Elders are actually very fragile, but she will be very happy if you coax her."

Bai Xunhua's speech is always so calm and calm, convincing, making people feel that there is nothing that cannot be resolved, and you can't go wrong if you listen to her.Maowazi nodded heavily, and hurried out to appease her mother.

With two people missing, the room was much empty.Bai Xunhua knew very well in his heart that for the old man on the bed, he was actually a superfluous person.Just like those caresses when I was young, it was just because I was Ji Bao's friend.

The tenderness of this man's life was probably given to Ji Bao and her deceased mother.

"Ji Bao." Bai Xunhua patted Ji Bao's shoulder and told her softly, "Talk to Uncle Mo well."

After she finished speaking, she turned and left the room.

The memories of my youth flooded my mind like the tide of Qiantang.Bai Xunhua was in a trance for a moment, and stood for a long time holding the stairs.The poor and embarrassing life when I was young, my mother's uncertain mood, and the pointing eyes of others...

Song Banyan was right, she was indeed an insecure person.The family environment in his youth made Bai Xunhua anxious, anxious and desperate in the sense of out-of-control life.The sense of loss of control is like being trapped in water. The ice water has already reached the chin, and a tiny wave can drown and suffocate people.

And the surrounding area was so vast that not even a single floating weed could be seen.

"Xunhua?"

Bai Xunhua was terrified, until he saw Song Banyan who was four or five steps away from him, then he felt relieved, walked down, and comforted: "Don't worry, I just think about the past."

Song Banyan was thoughtful, responded, and asked pretending to be jealous: "Well, the childhood years with Ji Bao?"

Bai Xunhua smiled slightly, without denying it.

Being friends with Ji Bao was the warmest and luckiest thing when she was young, and her fate changed because of her later.

Song Banyan knows his girlfriend very well, and knows that she will not be confused between friendship and love, so Song Banyan has always treated Ji Bao as a good friend.But the gentle and slightly sweet smile of the person in front of him instantly burst the sealed vinegar altar in Song Banxian's heart.

Can't get angry.

Song Banyan was furious in his heart, feeling that he was particularly wronged.If it hadn't been for someone else's house, and Chubb was downstairs watching, she'd have had a fit right then and there: plop down on the stairs and start moaning.Or just throw yourself down and kiss them hard to declare your sovereignty.

Bai Xunhua looked at Song Banyan's face suddenly darkened, then changed back and forth, and finally grinned.Although Bai Xunhua was a little baffled, he still thought it was cute, and couldn't help but raised his hand to poke it: "What are you smirking at?"

Song Banyan came to his senses immediately, blushed like rouge, covered his face and muttered in a low voice: "Forgive you, forgive you...can't you forgive me..."

Bai Xunhua's originally depressed mood was completely healed by her at this moment.The past years have disappeared, and the real life is to hold on to the people in front of you.

Banyan, how do you know that the reins of my soul are held by you. ①

Song Banyan really didn't know, but she was keenly aware of Bai Xunhua's emotional changes, and immediately became full of complacency, took Bai Xunhua's hand and said, "I guess you will come out in a while, Chubu said that Lord Mo must discipline you." Bao is back."

Bai Xunhua knew the last sentence she didn't say: It's nothing to do with you.

"Uncle Mo has been kind to me, so of course I want to come." Bai Xunhua sighed softly, and said in a low voice, "These Jibao are outside, and Uncle Mo asks me about her from time to time. He misses Ji Bao very much, But Ji Bao's heart is always twisted."

Bai Xunhua just felt emotional suddenly, so his voice was ominous, and Song Banyan was confused when he heard it.The two had already walked downstairs, greeted Chubb and sat down on the sofa.

Song Banyan handed the half-eaten citrus to Bai Xunhua, turned his mind, and asked Chubu, "Where's the lynx you brought back from Xinjiang last time?"

Chubb didn't think much, and immediately replied: "I guess it's basking in the sun on the cliff, that thing is lazy during the day."

Song Banyan showed curiosity, and quickly asked: "Are you obedient? Can you bring it here for us to see?"

Chubu took a look at Bai Xunhua, stood up immediately, and said proudly: "Sure, wait a minute, I'll call that kitten over."

Seeing Song Banyan coaxing Chubu away, Bai Xunhua asked puzzledly after he left, "What's wrong?"

Song Banyan moved closer to her, rubbed his head against Bai Xunhua, and said stickily, "Do you need a reason for wanting to be alone with your girlfriend?"

"Stop." Bai Xunhua smiled when he heard the words, put his fingertips on her forehead, and pushed her away, "Speak directly, don't play around with me."

"Oh." Song Banyan sat down obediently, picked up an orange and began to talk, "I just chatted with Chubu, listen to his tone. This Mo Ye should be a powerful person. It's only been a few months? Chubu If you are so convincing, it must have been even worse when you were young. Then I remembered that when Ji Bao said that she was messing around, she was a little curious."

What she said, what she said, as well as the tone of her voice, clearly carried the meaning of listening to her.How could Bai Xunhua fail to hear it, but she always felt that there was nothing wrong with talking to each other.Since she is so curious, let her know.

Bai Xunhua peeled a piece of citrus and put it in his mouth, chewed carefully, slowly recalling some things about Uncle Mo.

She has never seen Uncle Mo's young appearance.In my impression, the man has been polished by the years and the world, but he has a strength that is rare even for young people.There is a winding scar on his face, and eyes like knives and axes. He is always silent and majestic. Standing there makes people want to go around.

Before meeting Uncle Mo, Bai Xunhua had already heard from his classmates that the new transfer student had a ferocious father who sometimes drove a black car to pick her up.

In that era, in that small city, the average family could rarely own such a luxury as a car.

After Bai Xunhua was entangled by Ji Bao, the two gradually became acquainted, and they had ridden in that black car several times.Looking at the north wind howling outside and heavy snow like knives, while the inside of the car was warm, Bai Xunhua, who had such an experience for the first time, was stunned for a long time.

But what Squad Leader Bai was more concerned about was that she found out that this stern man was not Ji Bao's father.He doesn't appear often, especially rarely at Ji Bao's house.Ji Bao liked him very much, and would call him father behind his back, but in front of his mother, she would change her mouth and say "Uncle Mo so so".

The young and sensitive Bai Xunhua immediately realized the complexity of Ji Bao's family relationship. She chose to remain silent, but secretly hoped that "Uncle Mo" would really become Ji Bao's father.

That way, Ji Bao should be very happy.

However, things in the world seldom go as she wished. When she raised her head from the heavy high school work, Ji Bao was about to go abroad.Bai Xunhua didn't know that it was because Mr. Ji's parent and child passed away in a car accident, so he decided to retrieve the illegitimate daughter who was left outside.She was as flustered as Ji Bao, and could only passively accept those powerful hands who fell from the sky to disrupt their lives, and then arranged them according to her own wishes.

The strange thing is that Uncle Mo has been very silent.No matter how much Ji Bao cried and protested, he just stood aside, silent as if he was aloof from the matter.

It was only later that Bai Xunhua gradually realized that Uncle Mo was actually under Ji Bao's biological father.She vaguely guessed the story of the year, but she still chose to say nothing and ask nothing, just like when she was young.Only tell Uncle Mo about Ji Bao's recent situation when he needs it.

Song Banyan looked at Bai Xunhua's exquisite face, and thought in a daze: "A noble son from a poor family, probably Xunhua is like this."

Bai Xunhua looked sideways at her, raised his eyebrows slightly: "Half smoke?"

Song Banyan hummed, and scratched his cheek with a puzzled expression: "Hiss, I think it's a bit strange."

What she said was so strange that Bai Xunhua was at a loss: how could a vague past event be so strange?

Song Banyan couldn't say it himself, but the more he thought about it, the more weird he felt.She stood up and walked around in the living room, making Bai Xunhua almost dizzy, then her eyes suddenly lit up: "No, I think..."

Song Banyan hadn't finished speaking when there was a sudden exclamation from upstairs, and then Ji Bao rushed out.With tears all over her face, she shouted in panic, "Xunhua, come quickly!"

①Ancient Greek poet, Anacreon.

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