like a dream

One of Jiang Ruwei's feet was still in the classroom, and the other foot was outside the classroom.

But the outside of the classroom is not the outside of her concept, but stepped on a soft carpet out of thin air.On the other side of the rug was a round table, which she later realized was just a huge coffee table as she got closer.But Jiang Ruwei's pupils stood up at that time, and she instinctively wanted to turn around, but Tang Chunsheng pulled her back at the same time, the moment the foot behind her was forced to come over, the door of the classroom "slammed" shut Jiang Ruwei was so shocked that his heart felt like an earthquake.

No one is not afraid of an earthquake, and Jiang Ruwei burst into tears immediately.

"Come, come." Tang Chunsheng pulled Jiang Ruwei and walked forward without looking back, until he reached the coffee table, and pushed her to sit on the coffee table.

The cold coffee table made Jiang Ruwei shiver. She looked at Tang Chunsheng tearfully, and choked, "What's going on with you?"

Tang Chunsheng didn't stop for a moment, and she didn't know where she pulled out a roll of white paper and spread it on the coffee table.

"Draw, draw."

Jiang Ruwei opened his mouth wide, watching with teary eyes.It was a roll of rice paper, she recognized it, other than that, she was at a loss.draw?Why?Why did Tang Chunsheng ask her to paint when he saw her?It was like this last time in kindergarten, and this time again, could it be...

Jiang Ruwei's heart skipped a beat, she lowered her head and clenched her teeth, not daring to move.

"Where's the pen?" Tang Chunsheng opened his mouth and shouted, "Where's the pen?"

Jiang Ruwei felt that she was not talking to him, so he kept still, but is there anyone else here?At this moment, she heard the sound of something hitting the ground rhythmically, and it was getting closer and closer. Then the sound became dull. After it was completely quiet, Jiang Ruwei tried to look up, but saw a A flute stood on the carpet in front of him.

The most peculiar thing is that there is a writing brush stuck in one end of this flute.Like a skinny man with thick, waxed hair combed into a towering style.

Jiang Ruwei looked at it stupidly, and the flute suddenly moved. It took two small steps back, then jumped up, flew onto the platform of the coffee table, and stood upright beside Jiang Ruwei.

Tang Chunsheng took out the brush from the flute, stuffed it into Jiang Ruwei's arms, and said with an excited look on his face: "Here, I have the paper and brush, you can draw now."

Jiang Ruwei didn't care about the brush, and pinched her arm fiercely, causing her face to wrinkle in pain.

Tang Chunsheng's breathing was obviously a little short. She seemed unable to calm down for a second, and immediately began to stamp her feet and urged, "You are really a painter."

Jiang Ruwei's face was pale, and he moved a few times uneasily, away from Tang Chunsheng.But then she was stunned to find that the flute also followed her and danced a few steps, closely next to her, seeing her eyes down, leaned a little, and rubbed against her body.

Jiang Ruwei's hairs really stood on end under this rubbing, she quickly climbed onto the coffee table, and took a few steps to the other side, but as soon as she landed, the flute had followed her closely, and even danced On her instep, trying to reach up.

Jiang Ruwei closed his eyes, clenched his fists, and couldn't help screaming anymore.She had never screamed so loudly in her age, it deafened her ears.

Hearing her call, the flute seemed to be more excited, jumping up and down around her, Jiang Ruwei could even hear the piercing sound coming from the flute hole, and her voice was louder and louder. and with.

But this flute obviously didn't even have a membrane on it, so she could see it clearly!

Tang Chunsheng looked at the chaos with his head in his arms, endured and endured, and finally jumped onto the coffee table. She grabbed Jiang Ruwei's shoulder and shouted: "Stop shouting."

Jiang Ruwei shook his head desperately, still competing with the flute on high notes.Tang Chunsheng could only stretch out his hand to try to cover her mouth, but the other party seemed to be greatly stimulated, and avoided her shaking his head, backed away in desperation, and finally fell crookedly.

Jiang Ruwei seemed to see the teardrops flying from the corner of his eyes draw a parabola in the air, and then smashed hard to the ground.

Oh, no, it was actually herself who hit the ground.Fortunately, the ground is still within the sphere of influence of the carpet. Although the back hurts, it doesn't feel worse than the body.Yes, Tang Chunsheng, who was covering her mouth, didn't let her go at this moment, and then fell down, hitting Jiang Ruwei's body with his whole body.

All the scares I saw are still secondary now. Jiang Ruwei is just in the stage of development. Recently, his chest has been a little swollen. Even if he accidentally touches it, he will feel a little tingling. Pressing on her, it seemed that the place where she touched her chest belonged to the other party... Jiang Ruwei burst into tears, forcefully broke Tang Chunsheng's hand, and shouted: "Get down, get down quickly."

Tang Chunsheng narrowed his eyes and said vigilantly, "Will you still scream after I go down?"

"It hurts." Jiang Ruwei pushed Tang Chunsheng's shoulder, "It hurts..."

"Why does it hurt, did you fall?" Tang Chunsheng hurriedly asked, touching the back of her head with his hand, "It shouldn't be, the blanket is so thick."

Jiang Ruwei struggled for a long time, finally overturned Tang Chunsheng, who was like a weight, and got up quickly.

The chest really hurts, but she is too embarrassed to rub it in front of others, so she can only turn her back and touch herself twice with her hands. Just now there is a little swelling, and it will not be flattened again. Alright.

"Oh, does it hurt here?"

Jiang Ruwei raised his head abruptly, and looked dazedly at Tang Chunsheng who somehow turned in front of her, and was watching her movements with an enlightened expression.

Jiang Ruwei was ashamed and angry, turned around and ran away.

"Ah, where are you going?"

Jiang Ruwei ran a few steps and fell to the ground again, this time lying on the ground with her was the flute, which was lying at her feet like a horizontal shovel.

"Woo... woo... I want to go home." Jiang Ruwei turned over and lay on the ground, in a state of embarrassment.

Tang Chunsheng walked over slowly, squatted beside her, and said with a smile, "I didn't stop you from going home, but you have to send us home first."

Jiang Ruwei looked at her with wide eyes, with question marks on his face.

Tang Chunsheng pulled her up: "The premise is that you can draw."

Topic—and back again.

"Jiang Ruwei, let me ask you, when I asked you to draw a piece of land to plant apple cores, did you draw it?"

Jiang Ruwei shrank his shoulders and kept silent.

Although he didn't speak, it was better than words, Tang Chunsheng said happily: "I knew you could draw it, otherwise time wouldn't go so fast."

Jiang Ruwei asked tremblingly, "You... what do you mean?"

"Jiang Ruwei, do you really think that this apple tree has been growing for nine years?" Tang Chunsheng grinned, his face was obviously beautiful, but it looked crazy and slightly distorted. She waved her hands and said, "Actually, it It's only grown overnight, and you've grown up overnight, Jiang Ruwei. Hahaha, hahaha..."

Jiang Ruwei felt that stars began to appear in front of his eyes, and they were still in pieces, and they would explode, crackling in his ears.She turned her head stiffly, and like Tang Chunsheng, the one who fell into the unprovoked carnival was the flute, which was turning somersaults three hundred and sixty times, and occasionally came up to seven hundred and two, without playing its own song.

No, no, no, Jiang Ruwei shook his head, I heard that dreams would also have very real feelings, the pinch of herself just now must still be in a dream, all this is fake, yes, it must be Fake.

Jiang Ruwei rolled his eyes, and fell straight on his back.

The moment she fell down, Jiang Ruwei saw her mother's face.

Lin Mei took a feather duster and chased and beat Jiang Ruwei all over the room, finally forcing her daughter to the ground.

"Say," Lin Mei said aggressively, "Are you still lying, are you going to lie?"

"I'm not lying, I really drew that." Jiang Ruwei screamed, rolling on the ground, avoiding the murder weapon in her mother's hand.

"You are still stubborn, I think you are still stubborn," Lin Mei gritted her teeth, and knocked down with the duster every time, "You can lie and steal things at such a young age, what will happen in the future, you are shameless, I will still Face..."

Grandma Jiang chased her out of the house, but she couldn't get close to her. She was in tears: "Don't hit me, the child will be broken, just teach me..."

"Grandma," Jiang Ruwei called to her, "I didn't lie..."

Grandma Jiang hugged her grandson who was so frightened that she hid aside and cried: "Don't be stubborn, apologize to your mother, admit your mistake..."

Jiang Ruwei screamed "Ai, Ai" in pain, and wanted to get up and grab her mother's feet: "Mom, why don't you believe me, I..."

Lin Mei's face changed drastically with anger, and the duster was raised high, and it was swung out heavily.

"what……"

Grandma Jiang closed her eyes and shivered for a while, but she didn't hear her granddaughter's voice again. She opened her eyes quickly, and saw her granddaughter lying on her stomach with a stream of blood slowly flowing down her ear.

"Sin, sin..." Grandma Jiang fell to the ground, patting her crying grandson, "Why is your mother so cruel..."

Lin Mei stared blankly at her silent daughter. After a long time, she finally came to her senses, threw away her duster and ran to the phone to call Jiang Zhiyuan.

Staying in the ward at night, Jiang Zhiyuan's face was particularly ugly. He held a cigarette, pointed at Lin Mei and scolded: "Why are you so cruel, huh? She is only eight years old, how can you do anything?"

Lin Mei sat on the side, her face was a little annoyed, but she quickly raised her voice and replied: "I don't want to scare her like this, she will cause trouble in the future."

"What the hell did she do, tell me!"

"I'm going to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes at noon today. Isn't it your son who likes to eat it? But I found that the eggs were gone, so I thought about making cold tomatoes. But your daughter ran into the kitchen and said she had eggs. She was out of school that day. When I got home, the cat was sleeping in the house, as if it had lost its soul for three days. I didn’t enter the kitchen, so I thought I didn’t know. I asked her where the eggs came from. Guess what your daughter said?” Lin Mei Qi said, "She actually said that she drew it!"

Jiang Zhiyuan was stunned, his daughter really couldn't find this reason very well.

Lin Mei saw that her husband's face turned a little bit, and immediately said: "Do you think I can not be angry? If you ask her, she will only answer like this. I think she must have stolen it from somewhere. Don't you have to pass by the vegetable on the way to school?" The market, maybe she came from there. Do you want to teach it? If you don’t teach it, if you grow up and become a female thief in the future, isn’t it my mother’s mistake?”

Jiang Zhiyuan knocked a cigarette on the table, lowered his voice and said, "Then you just say it well, you can't hit like this, you can see that the back of her ears is bleeding, her head is also packed, and there are red marks all over her body." , didn't you look at the doctor's eyes..." Thinking about it, he became angry again.Looking at Lin Mei before, she thought she was a bit aggressive, but now it seems that she lacks even the most basic motherhood, so she doesn't look like a woman.

"I taught my daughter, what's wrong." Lin Mei got up, "Since she's fine, you can stay here. I have to go home to put my son to sleep. He must have been scared just now. "

Jiang Zhiyuan tucked the quilt up for his daughter, and said coldly: "I advise you, mother, to be fair, and be careful that your daughter will hate you when she grows up."

Lin Mei glanced at her daughter who was still sleeping with a pale face on the hospital bed, and whispered, "Understood." In the end, she just hated that iron can't be made into steel, and she was afraid that her daughter would learn bad things.But her daughter was at fault first, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with herself. Whose child has never been beaten, even her beloved son has left her slap marks on his buttocks.

Lin Mei didn't know at the time that due to her beating, Jiang Ruwei suffered a slight concussion, and she gradually became reticent and withdrawn for several years after the incident.At that time, they didn't pay much attention to children's mental health. When she got well, the family didn't expect to take her to the hospital for consultation. It wasn't until she entered junior high school that she gradually recovered.