Home of Rebirth

Xia Yue's mouth was very bitter, it was so bitter that people couldn't open their mouths, and it was so bitter that people wanted to cry.

He gritted his teeth and competed with himself until the smell of blood came out of his mouth, and then he suddenly relaxed, and suddenly opened his eyes. What he saw was a square light blue painted roof, which was brand new, and there was still in the air. This faint smell of paint.

He stared straight, staring blankly.

He hasn't seen this light blue roof for many years. This... Isn't this the roof of his house?

That summer, his father, his uncle, and his old uncle posted it together...

"Son...son..."

Xia Yue was stiff all over, his eyes were wide open, suddenly someone pushed him lightly, and a pair of cool and dry hands rested on his forehead.

He turned his head slowly, and unexpectedly saw his mother, the mother who had been smart all her life, but had been in poor health since she was a child, and died young at a young age...

Xia Yue's eye circles turned red in an instant, such a young mother, such a mother in memory, actually appeared in front of him alive, he raised his hand with difficulty, trying to touch his mother's face, but was caught by her, Hold it in the palm of your hand: "What's the matter, do you still feel uncomfortable? Tell mom, what's still uncomfortable..."

Xia Yue stared blankly, and after a while, said in disbelief, "Mom..."

"Hey, hey, mom is here"

"Mother……"

Xia Yue's tears fell all of a sudden, his whole body hurt, but he still worked hard, crawling to his mother on the edge of the kang.

Xia's mother hurriedly sat down and moved forward, catching her son and hugging her in her arms: "What's the matter, son, tell mom, what's the matter?"

Xia Yue swallowed, struggled out of Xia's mother's arms, and looked at his mother carefully. He wanted to reach out to hug his mother, but what he stretched out was a pair of immature hands. There is still black mud, but these are a pair of children's hands.

Surprised, he quickly looked down at himself.

Wearing a small vest and shorts with a cartoon dog on a white background, his small arms and legs looked extremely fragile, and he looked up at his mother who was full of surprise.

Such a mother has not exhausted her body for this family, and still loves beauty. She has her head crossed and makeup on her face, and her body smells of jelly water.

What's the matter... Just now he was shouting in the flames like a ghost, and he was still tearing his heart for that person's crazy infatuation, why did he suddenly become like this ...

"Son...what's the matter with you, son?" The mother's voice was already eager, holding up his little face: "Don't scare my mother, don't cry, a good son doesn't cry, tell mom, what's wrong with you"

Xia Yue stretched out his hand to wipe his face, the tentacles were icy cold, he looked up at his mother's face again, suddenly threw himself into his mother's arms, hugged his mother's neck tightly, and cried loudly.

Since his mother died, he has been living like a beggar. Without the protection of his mother, he is like a baby bird. The world is getting bigger. Without his mother, he has no home. He can only fly, seemingly The feathers are getting thicker, but no one knows that his feathers are full of scars, and no one knows when his heart became as hard as iron dust.

"Mother……"

Xia Yue hugged his mother into his weak arms with all his strength. This kind of action appeared many times in his dreams. He didn't know what to say, so he could only call his mother loudly.

"Mom...Mom, I love you...Mom misses you so much...Mom..."

"Mom is here, mom is here, ah, don't cry, my eldest son doesn't cry..."

Xia's mother held her son's thin back, seeing him crying so sad, thought he was wronged, and couldn't help but feel bad. This son was conceived when she was 30 years old. These years are like pearls and treasures. How can I see him crying so sadly.

Xia Yue was hugged and coaxed by his mother for a long time before he could barely stop crying, and looked around this childhood home quietly, feeling all kinds of feelings in his heart.

He actually let him go back to when he was a child, he was alive, he was alive, his mother was alive...

Then... what about dad... what about Meng Huaiyuan...

Just as he was thinking, his father opened the door and hurried into the house, carrying a convenience bag in his hand, which should contain snacks bought from a nearby grocery store. Seeing his son looking up at him with tears in his eyes, he immediately The old face was a little uneasy, and he reached out and handed the bag to him: "Dad bought you chicken feet and chocolates, see if they are your favorite..."

Xia Yue stretched out his hand to take it in a daze, and then grabbed his father's hand, just like in memory, the palm was big, rough, with deep lines, always with small wounds, but very warm.

He blinked and the tears fell again.

This is his father,

This is his unintelligent, even a little stupid father.

Xia's mother saw her son crying again, and quickly coaxed: "Don't cry, don't be afraid, mom won't let your father beat you, be obedient, don't cry."

After finishing speaking, he glared at Xia's father and shouted: "Xia Laosan, stand far away, didn't you see your son and made you cry!!!"

His father was still as fearful of guilt as he remembered, when he heard his wife scolding him, he hurriedly stood far away, but said in his mouth: "If he still lies about his grades, why should I beat him?"

"It's not like you. The child is at fault. Just give him two slaps. The child is so small, where can he hold it? You can use the belt to slap it." Mother Xia yelled, looked down at the son in her arms, and then He also educated: "In the future, you dare not lie? If you don't do well in the exam, it's not good. What notice should you change? When did Mom scold you because you didn't do well in the exam? Huh?"

Exams...change grades...belt...

Xia Yue looked up at his mother, tried hard to recall and finally remembered, but he didn't remember what grade he was in, but he remembered that he failed the exam again, and changed the language 79 in the parent notice in the alley to 99, but was seen by Meng Huaiyuan from the neighbor's house.

In those days, lying about changing grades was the most unforgivable problem besides skipping classes and surfing the Internet. It directly meant that if the child didn't care, he would definitely become a scourge to society in the future, and he would have no future in the future.

So, Meng Huaiyuan took him home with his collar, and his father whipped him with a belt.

He was very angry, and after being beaten, he hated Meng Huaiyuan in his heart, so he wanted to go to Meng Huaiyuan with the shovel that was taller than him, but he didn't want to fall into the coal pile with his head, eat a mouthful of cinders, and almost died. Choke to death.

No wonder he felt bitter in his mouth...

He remembered that after this incident, his father never touched his finger, and because of this incident, he hated Meng Huaiyuan for a whole summer, and it was Meng Huaiyuan who bought him a Transformer before he reconciled with him. Well, in the 90s at that time, a Transformer cost more than 160. Back then, his dad only paid more than 500 a month.

Meng Huaiyuan...Meng Huaiyuan...the Meng Huaiyuan who grew up with him, loved him all his life, cared for him all his life, and finally almost died for him, now...where is he?

Xia Yue jumped out of his mother's arms, running out without even wearing shoes.

"Why are you going?" Xia's mother was startled, and quickly stopped him.

"I...I'm going to find Meng Huaiyuan...I have to go to him...I'm going to go to him..."

Xia Yue stumbled a bit, to be honest, he couldn't react now.

"Why are you looking for him, and you want to fight with someone again?" Xia's mother sharpened her eyes, and reached out to hug her son. Although she felt sorry for him, she never spoiled her son. Huaiyuan is angry"

Xia Yue shook his head: "I don't fight, I'll go to see him... I'll go to see him... Mom... Mom, wait for me at home, I'll be back in a while"

Xia's mother looked down at Xia Yue, and suddenly felt that her son was a little different. This son was born and raised by her. She knew the temper best, and how he became so polite when he woke up from sleep.

"Then...then you put on the shoes first." For a while, Xia's mother couldn't think of being so curious, so she could only put on the shoes for him first, and then asked him not to fight with Meng Huaiyuan before letting him go out.

Xia Yue ran out here, even though he wanted to take a good look at the place where he lived in his childhood for more than ten years and the place he had left for more than ten years, but he was too anxious, he was too anxious to see Meng Huaiyuan.

Meng Huaiyuan's house is very close to his house, and it took almost 2 minutes to arrive. Xia Yue rushed in, but he hesitated when he reached the door. Looking inside, the lights in the main room where his uncle's family lived had gone out. A small lamp was still burning in the front room of the house.

Because it was summer, the doors were all open. Xia Yue walked in gently. As soon as he entered, he saw that the door of the front room was also open. Xia Yue stood at the door in a daze. The front room was very simple. There is a small heated kang on the north wall, covered with thin bedding, and there is nothing in the room, except for a washbasin stand and a half-old writing desk.

In front of the writing desk, there is a half-grown child sitting with his back facing him, wearing a school uniform T-shirt, with a straight back and slender legs. He will be 1.8 meters to nearly 1.9 meters in the future, so now he is taller than children of the same age Go halfway.

This is Meng Huaiyuan, Meng Huaiyuan in his youth...

Xia Yue was almost trembling all over, and tears fell down.

At this moment, Meng Huaiyuan turned his head suddenly, and when he saw him, he was obviously taken aback, in disbelief: "... Yue Yue?..."

"Brother..." Xia Yue looked at him, the young face in his mind coincided with his handsome and handsome appearance when he grew up in his memory, he walked slowly towards him, and reached out to touch the sharp-edged face On the cheeks, tears suddenly fell down as if he didn't want money: "Brother..."

Meng Huaiyuan was frightened, he stretched out his hand to hug the child into his arms, touched him, then lifted the small vest to see, there were bloodstains from the belt on the smooth white back.

"Your dad beat you?"

This Xia Lao San hit people too hard, how could he beat a child like this, Meng Huaiyuan felt very regretful at this moment, knowing that Xia Lao San was so ruthless, he would never go to Xia Yue's house to complain, and secretly swore in his heart, In the future, Xia Yue will never tell their family if there is anything wrong with him.

Xia Yue didn't speak, just sat on Meng Huaiyuan's lap and looked at him carefully.

Who would have known that half of his life he had been involved with this neighbor's elder brother?

After he died in a car accident, when he became a ghost, he watched Meng Huaiyuan take care of his affairs, almost costing half of his fortune to go in, and watched him holding his own photo and chattering. talk.

It turns out that Meng Huaiyuan treats him well because he likes him, because he loves him, not Xia Yue's low self-esteem and stupid thoughts.

Meng Huaiyuan killed all those who indirectly killed him for him, and finally buried himself in a fire.

It was that piece of fire that was connected with the sound of a natural gas explosion like Jiao Lei in his ears, blowing him back to his childhood in an instant.

When he was a child, his mother was alive, his father was alive, he himself was alive, and Meng Huaiyuan was alive, and everything hadn't started yet.