Forbidden color

Wen Sitian ate dinner very happily. Although his brain was broken, his taste had not changed.

Holding the bowl in his hand, he drank the soup upside down, then carefully picked out the remaining tomato and beef brisket and ate it.

Wen Silin stared at the opposite side, and while he was eating seriously, he threw green peppers, eggplants and other vegetables into it nonchalantly. Wen Sitian ate them unpreparedly, but showed a little puzzled expression while chewing.

He found it interesting, and suddenly remembered that his mother once said that Wen Sitian was a picky eater, and a picky eater would never grow up.

It would be nice not to grow up, Wen Sitian will never have to eat or do things he doesn't like, and will always hide under his arms as a matter of course.

"It hasn't rained for several days, shall we go to the botanical garden tomorrow? Take you to see the chrysanthemums." Wen Sirin asked him.

Except for going to the hospital, they hardly go out. Firstly, Wen Sitian's health is not good, and secondly, Wen Sirin is always suspicious, thinking that it is not safe to leave the house.

But they can't stay at home forever, Wen Sitian needs sunshine, he is now as pale as a dandelion, blowing it will disperse.

Wen Sitian heard him talking, raised his eyes to look, maybe because he was having a good time eating, he showed a sweet smile to his brother.

"..." Wen Sirin looked at him with a smile, and said softly after a long time, "...Okay, then we will go tomorrow, can you go to bed early tonight?"

He knew that Wen Sitian didn't understand, but seeing this wholehearted and charming smile, he wanted to laugh too.

He couldn't remember how long Wen Sitian hadn't laughed like this, and he couldn't remember how long it had been since he had laughed.

After dinner, it’s time to watch TV. Wen Sirin will show him Peppa Pig or McDull. In short, it’s all stories about pigs. Not even on the joke.

Later he played cat and mouse again, and finally let Wen Sitian catch up with the rhythm.

They were still sitting on the sofa as before, Wen Sirin hugged him in front of him, peaceful and peaceful, everything seemed to be nothing happened.

He lowered his head, and he could see Wen Sitian's black hair and a bit of fair skin, and asked as if talking to himself: "You like this, right, Tiantian?"

He knew what Wen Sitian liked, but he would never hear the answer again.

Sister Baozhen called and complained that her ears were almost deafened by her parents, angrily reprimanded her for not standing on their side, and forcefully took Wen Sitian back to take care of her.

"I am his guardian." Wen Sirin didn't want to say more.

"...But you...you still want to study? In the future...if you get married in the future...can you still take him with you?" Sister Baozhen hesitated to speak.

Wen Silin smiled softly, and said: "Then don't get married, I will be with Tiantian all my life, okay?" Looking at the TV screen, Wen Sitian groaned angrily.

Sister Baozhen sighed heavily on the other end of the phone, and just took him as a momentary temper, and said: "I can't say anything more, as long as you know how to treat him well, you can tell me if you have anything."

After hanging up the phone, Jerry was trampled into a cake by Tom, and Wen Sitian laughed like a duckling, writhing in Wen Silin's arms and being hugged tightly.

He moved a few times uncomfortably, and found that he couldn't break free, so he had to give up struggling.

Being together for a lifetime may be a feat for ordinary lovers who have to cross mountains and seas, go through trials, and compromise with each other, but for them, it is obviously a very simple matter.

He couldn't even recall his feelings at that time. He wanted Wen Sitian to be normal, and he wanted to arrange a life-long worry-free path for him, but was that important?It's so important that he can be ruthless enough to hurt Wen Sitian time and time again?Obviously he can end the pain of the two of them at any time, he can tell Wen Sitian what he wants to say now, why not?

Those things that were extremely important to him at that time gradually faded away with Wen Sitian's weakness.

Luan Jian said that when he met Wen Sitian for the first time, he was only 16 years old, he was completely childish, he didn't know the guidance desk, he didn't know how to register, he stood timidly at the gate of the hospital and looked around, like a lost kitten.

"I saw him upstairs, he was so small, no one was with him." Luan Jian said slowly, telling a distant and cruel story, "He stood there, not knowing which direction to go , just crying there alone... But every time he comes to me, his face is clean and he looks very brave."

The eyes of the young man in front of him slowly turned red, like a wounded wolf.

"Even if it was close to the serious level, he never said that he wanted to die." Luan Jian said that word, his lips finally couldn't help trembling, "He has always wanted to do something, to fulfill his wish, but I didn't do it well... ..."

He knew that he had failed Wen Sitian's expectations, even though he tried his best to conceal himself.

Obviously they can choose to save him at every point of testing ethics.

"I didn't have time to tell him that he is not someone else's prey, and he doesn't always need to be judged by others. He has to learn to forgive himself." The fat doctor tried to smile and said to Wen Sirin, "He is, and you are too."

After watching the TV, Wen Sitian took a pad to draw for a while. Wen Silin was working on an outsourced project. From time to time, he leaned over to take a look. Wen Sitian's painting seemed to take revenge on the society, and he could only roughly judge it based on the color. A ferocious Peggy or a mutated virus.

He admired his masterpiece for a moment, stretched his waist, Wen Sirin saw this and closed the computer, and wanted to take him to wash up.

The suggestion of the rehabilitation doctor is to let him carry out daily activities by himself as much as possible, but Wen Silin was afraid that he would not be able to clean his teeth, so after brushing his teeth for a few times, Wen Sitian would open his mouth a little at this time, waiting for Wen Sirin Serve him.

"Ah—" He showed a mouthful of fine white teeth.

Wen Sirin liked to do things for him very much, wishing to do everything for him, but it was not good for his recovery, he tried to explain to Wen Sitian, let him brush his teeth by himself, and Wen Sitian would show a bullied expression, so He can only cheat secretly behind the doctor's back.

The only thing he can comfort himself is that at this moment, Wen Sitian seems to be as smart as before. Compared with this, it is not a big deal not to brush his teeth by himself.

"How is brother treating you?" He dipped in the toothpaste with a soft-bristled toothbrush and carefully brushed Wen Sitian's teeth. Same time.

The salty toothpaste foam spread from the left to the right, they looked at each other in the mirror, Wen Silin said seriously: "You can't run around anymore, otherwise no one will brush your teeth, do you know?" Wen Sitian's eyes in the mirror are so clean Like water, he lowered his eyes and said, "... Brother didn't mean not to look for you, you know?"

Every question he asked, there was no answer like a stone sinking into the sea.

"...I don't know where you are, Tiantian...I don't know..." He lowered his head and hugged Wen Sitian. There are still many things he doesn't know, which are buried in Wen Sitian's little heart. In the long years to come, it will slowly fall out inadvertently, or it may just fall asleep with his consciousness forever.

Wen Sitian felt the wet and hot water on the back of his neck, and moved uncomfortably, then Wen Silin raised his head, still very gentle, and said, "Draw a pig."

He dipped in toothpaste and painted a piggy face on the mirror, and Wen Sitian laughed.

In the bedroom, Wen Sitian was sleeping upside down, lying on his back. He was always very well-behaved in the past, obediently lying in his quilt, as if he would wake up at any time, his eyebrows were trembling slightly, but now he was finally free again.

Among the pills of different sizes that he dug out from Wen Sitian's schoolbag, there was probably an unknown amount of sleeping pills that allowed him to pretend to be a normal person, suppressing the pain that could not be released.

But now everything is fine, he can not care about anything, think about nothing, and fall asleep lawlessly.

Wen Sirin felt his thin wrist under the quilt, and tied the two of them loosely with a thread.He often wakes up in the middle of the night, always afraid that Wen Sitian will run away when he is not prepared, and tie him up, subconsciously he will feel at ease.

"Tian Tian, ​​brother loves you." He remembered that he hadn't said anything about tonight, and he didn't want to wake him up, so he whispered in his ear, "Never be sad again."

He kissed Wen Sitian's forehead as usual, hesitated for a moment, and kissed his water-red lips.

For the sake of those invisible and intangible morals, he ruined a good Wen Sitian.

So why not just go wrong from the very beginning?

The author says:

This article made me sad, and the readers were also sad. Why did I write it...