famine

"My parents are both orphans. They grew up in an orphanage on the outskirts of Xiangzhang City. They are childhood sweethearts. The two of them have been very smart since they were young, and they are also very cute. The director has always wondered why these two The shining child will be thrown at the gate of the orphanage. If the two of them were younger, they would definitely be adopted by a good family. It is a pity that they were already seven or eight years old when they entered the orphanage. Suitable age to be adopted, afraid of unnecessary thoughts. They entered the orphanage with both feet, and they were not very talkative at first, and they were particularly out of gregarious. They felt that the children around them were a bunch of little kids. It’s the center of the universe’, and no one particularly likes it. They probably knew what happened to them at the time, how they got here, and who sent them there, so for a long time, the two of them were like the positive and negative poles of the magnet. They seem to get together, eat, sleep, and study together, if they don't know the difference between men and women at a young age, they can't keep together and take a bath together..."

The people around him remained motionless, sitting side by side with Cheng Hong on the waste cement pipe. Fortunately, the cement pipe was big enough, otherwise it would be easy to slip out.The feet flew into the air, and the distance from the ground was less than half a meter. Before Cheng Lang spoke, the two of them had been sitting here for a long time.

Jiang Tong didn't know why Cheng Hong suddenly said this to him. He originally wanted to take him outside the village to play and show him the village where Cheng Hong grew up. down.

He lowered his eyes to look at the withered grass beneath his feet, his legs dangling in mid-air.The towel factory behind it was abandoned and decayed. The sun was approaching the west mountain after four o'clock in the afternoon. Beams of hope shined outside the dilapidated walls.

The bottom of the buttocks has been soaked by the temperature of the cement pipe, and it is cold and wet. It feels uncomfortable, like standing in the playground blowing cold wind after peeing your pants.

But Jiang Xuan looked back at Cheng Hong, his face was very expressionless, the arc at the end of his eyes made the whole face look calm, as if he just recalled something about someone else.

What Jiang Xuan never expected was to hear his story from Cheng Lang's mouth.

Cheng Lang is gentlemanly and gentle, and his clothes are very decent at all times, looking kind and comfortable.Even the curvature of his hair and the deep light in his eyes are reminding how unreachable Jiang Xuan is.

They are people from two worlds.

For a while, he especially wanted to know who Cheng Hong's parents were, or what kind of family could cultivate an elite like him.

This is a very strange feeling, and Jiang Xuan doesn't understand it either.

——This is a person he wants to get close to as soon as he sees it.

Want to be friends with him.

"Then what happened next?" Jiang Xuan asked calmly.

"It went smoothly until the two of them passed away. They went to school together, got famous brands, worked, got married, had children... died."

Cheng Yan's palm was always attached to the cement pipe, and when he finished speaking, he withdrew his hand, put it on his thigh, and squeezed it lightly.His palm was not bloody at first, but this time it was covered with a layer of dust, making it look even paler.When the fingertips rub against the palm, the touch feels like frosted glass, rough and dry, and the palm lines are like deep cracks after the broken glass.

Jiang Xuan looked at his palm, opened and closed his lips, feeling depressed, and didn't ask any further questions.

Ask how they died.

"......"etc.

"Uncles and aunts are orphans, so grandparents...?"

Uncles and aunts were adopted after they became adults?How can it be?

Jiang Xuan had only met two old people not long ago. It seemed that they were used to living in the countryside. He probably hadn't even been to the urban area much. How did they know each other?

What is the reason for this?

Jiang Xuan was a little curious.

He looked sideways at Cheng Hong, but suddenly found that Cheng Hong's expression changed again and again, alternately sad and complicated emotions, but returned to calm within a short period of time.If Jiang Xuan hadn't turned his head to look at him, he wouldn't have been able to notice his abnormal behavior at all with the perpetually light emotions around him.

"...What's wrong? Cheng Hong?" He was a little nervous.

After another moment of silence, Cheng Hong lowered his voice and said with a hoarse voice: "My parents died when I was in elementary school. I was just ten years old. At that time, you probably couldn't walk straight, so you should I haven't seen that news."

He looked sideways at Jiang Xuan, his eyes became blurred, and he chuckled for a while, "There's nothing to hide, it doesn't matter if you know it, I'll just say it, just listen to it, it's like telling a story... Interested?"

Can you keep it a secret for me?

It’s okay not to keep it a secret, and it doesn’t matter if you know it and tell others, anyway, no one knows me, at most it will spread throughout the attached middle school, and a bunch of little girls waved small handkerchiefs and shed tears for me.Sister Baobuqi Conch knows about it and can order more dishes when she goes to their house for a meal.

Jiang Xuan didn't know what was going on in his mind. He opened his mouth in surprise, but didn't have the courage to nod for a long time and said, "I'm so interested."

He wanted to know.

In other words, he really wanted to know Cheng Hong's story.

This is no longer as simple as curiosity. As a person living in a decadent winter, Jiang Xuan wants to know whether the light is always dazzling.

What he once doubted—is this normal all the time?

Fortunately, Cheng Lang seemed really casual, so he turned his gaze away and said, "You can find it out by looking through Baidu now. There was a landslide, and two cars were killed. One was crushed on the mountain road, and the other was driven along the road. The hill rolled to the bottom. There were six people in total, except for the youngest child who was still lying intact on the floor mat between the two rows of seats. All four adults died, and one of the women actually had a three-month-old child in her belly .”

Listening to Cheng Hong poking down the knives one after another, Jiang Xuan's eyes gradually widened, his mouth opened slightly, and he looked over in disbelief.

Cheng Lang didn't look at him, his gaze fell lightly on the afterglow of the sky, the hand on his thigh unconsciously grasped, and then let go.

"My parents put down the front chairs to cover me, and buckled an iron bucket on my head. They themselves...the protective net on the mountain wall has been used for too long. It didn’t have any effect. Big chunks of falling rocks fell down.” Cheng Hong suddenly raised his finger and pointed to the mountains in the distance, Jiang Xuan didn’t know why he always felt that he was pointing in a very clear direction, but in the His location seems to be the same everywhere—ugly and bald, maybe how green it is in summer, "It was the only way into the mountain before, if you want to go to the village, it's the only way, But it has been closed for a long time now, the reason is that the global warming is increasing, the coverage of vegetation and vegetation is decreasing, and the mountain is loose, which is prone to accidents... Tsk. We drove from Xiangzhang City to Eucalyptus City, and we will take you along the way When I came here, I went to the highway, got off the highway, and drove into the mountains with seven turns and eight turns—it was a beautiful summer, and the mountains, trees, and vegetation were beautiful, suitable for sketching.”

They brought me to sketch.

Jiang Xuan didn't want to listen anymore, he already guessed what happened later.

At the same time, a strong sense of anxiety rose in the depths of his heart. This strange sense of anxiety was like concentrated sulfuric acid meeting water, and was splashed on his body before it was fused. It was so hot that his skin was split and rolled Lift it up, revealing the red flesh and blood underneath, and the white smoke produced by the chemical reaction rises into the air in bursts, which is the smell of decay.

If his prediction is correct, Cheng Hong and his family are in the car that was buried on the mountain road, and the car that rolled off the cliff...

"Grandpa and grandma adopted you?"

Cheng Lang's expression has long since returned to calm, as if he was telling a story as he said. As a storyteller, his tone is steady and his expression is indifferent, just like a bystander and movie watcher.

He nodded slightly, affirming Jiang Xuan's conclusion.

"The two of them are retired workers in a towel factory. They confessed a son who was admitted to college. The son works in the urban area and lives there. He and his daughter-in-law were newly married for less than half a year. The reason why they appeared on that mountain road that day was because Because the daughter-in-law is pregnant, they are very happy, knowing that the two elders have been looking forward to their grandchildren for a long time, so they came back on weekends to tell them personally."

The tone was unremarkable, but Jiang Xuan's heart twitched violently.

He recalled every word of Cheng Hong, each one was an independent individual, without pain or itching, but when they merged into a paragraph and spit out from Cheng Hong's mouth, they became heart-rending.Just thinking about that tragic scene - two old men who had never been out of the countryside and staggered came to the big city together. With their gray hair, they asked strangers for the address of the hospital at a loss, and hurried to the hospital. There, what I saw were four lifeless adults and a grandson who had not yet been born.

If what pained Jiang Xuan the most was his unbearable family and ugly human heart, then the story about Cheng Hong has exceeded his mind and become the most difficult regret to let go.

He turned sideways at a loss, his eyes were in a trance, and he fell on the calm-looking Cheng Hong.

This man is so perfect.

——But who would have thought that he was actually the most imperfect.

Suddenly, Jiang Xuan opened his arms and slowly moved closer.

Fingers touched Cheng Hong's shoulder, slid to both sides of the butterfly bone on the back, and hugged this "adult" who had been separated from him for a long time.

His relatives are cold, and I really don't know how to comfort him.

He doesn't want to be touched, doesn't like trouble, hates affection - it's too volatile to be desirable.

But now that he is holding Cheng Hong, he suddenly realizes that he is actually much thinner than he thought, and the whole body seems to be supported by the skeleton.Beneath the skeleton are unforgettable memories and indelible pain.

Thinking of the few times he had eaten with Cheng Hong, Jiang Xuan would feel sorry for him eating cat food every time.

Little did he know that in the first half of childhood when he was not depressed, this person was also a lively child full of snacks.

He has a happy family, countless toys, and a perfect life.

Jiang Xuan tilted his head away from Cheng Hong's side face as much as possible, pondered for a long time what to say, opened and closed his lips four or five times, as if struggling, and finally lowered his eyes very depressed.

"Don't... don't be sad," tsk, it's like saying nothing, "Just, don't think about it anymore, if you have that time, eating something and reading a book is better than nothing...isn't it?"

tension.

Jiang Xuan clenched his hands behind his back, as if he could hear his heart beating in his ears.

"How about I tell you my story too? My... family, do you want to hear it? I also tell stories."

When the word "home" was said, Jiang Xuan's voice changed a bit, as if he was saying a rare word.

Time seems to be still, but it seems not, because the wind still hangs down the clothes, and the light red clouds are still moving comfortably.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Xuan heard an indescribable "tsk".

"You're pressing my hair."

"..." Jiang Xuan was taken aback.

No, I'm so fucking embarrassed.

Cheng Hong gently pushed him away with both hands, tilted his head and smiled under Jiang Xuan's staring eyes, "I don't want to hear it——Gen Zheng Miaohong is a middle school student in the second grade of high school, and the family is unfortunate enough to work hard alone to pass the exam. The university serves the motherland, and the children in my office are about to vomit. Isn’t this because you are awkward all the way? It’s uncomfortable to hold back, right? I’ll tell you all, don’t give me a cold face. It’s Chinese New Year. I’ll get old in a while My wife can still bully you for me when she sees it, isn’t she, little star.”

Jiang Xuan: "What..." What starlet?

It was quickly taken astray.

Cheng Yan smiled: "What's the matter? Did the old lady call you a little star when you first left the house to praise your appearance? I heard it when I was playing with birds in the house... Or do you prefer the name Big Mantou? "

He raised one eyebrow. The down jacket stretched to the stomach when he sat down. Just now, Jiang Xuan put in a lot of effort to hug him. The down jacket was hanging on his shoulders, and the white knitted sweater on his chest was exposed. , It looks like someone has been taught a lesson by the collar, especially aggrieved.

Jiang Xuan was speechless. After looking at it for a while, he stretched out his hand to pull the zipper of his down jacket all the way to the top. Cheng Yan subconsciously tilted his head back for fear of being caught by the zipper, and was even happier: "Why are you, why are you losing your temper again? .”

Jiang Xuan raised his eyes: "Who lost his temper?!"

"Isn't it just a temper tantrum, you hit me just now, no matter how hard you try, you don't need me to open the door, you can push me out of the car directly. Now you want to murder me with a zipper-wow, you are not only a temper tantrum Still bad."

Jiang Xuan turned his head fiercely, ignored him, jumped to the ground while holding onto the cement pipe, stood up and looked up at the people above.

With the sun behind them, Cheng Hong's figure was painted with a layer of red edges, and the backlight made it difficult to see his expression clearly.

But Jiang Xuan saw his big white teeth when he grinned.

This heart is like riding a roller coaster.

"Okay," Cheng Yan jumped down after laughing for a while, stood opposite Jiang Xuan, raised his hand to touch Brother Ku's hairy head without taboo, ignoring his fierce eyes, "Go home, this old man The wife is already cooking, and the old man will have to find it later, I used to play here when I was young, and I was most afraid that he would call me home for dinner."

He clapped his hands, and the palms touched together, making a crisp sound.

"That's the end of today's story meeting. Is the big mantou little star student ready to eat?"

Jiang Xuan was stunned for a while, and then smiled after a long absence, "No, I have to go to the toilet soon."

"..." Cheng Lang was stunned.

After two seconds of reaction, the two faced each other and laughed happily.

The author has something to say:

I also don’t want to write so many inflections, I have to move my fingers more for one more word╭(╯^╰)╮But I really can’t control how many to send, because I usually talk like this╭(╯^╰)╮