Stories

It’s very worrying, a song was written for half a year, and three lines of words were written, and it was the result of several deletions and revisions. I saw it and laughed until my stomach hurts, so I just filled in a song for him, and it was still thrown to him as it was. .

The next day he seemed restless, and when it was almost dark, he finally called me coldly: "Hello."

I said I don't call you Hey, I have a name, my surname is Xiao Minglin, if you ask me for something, you can call me "Ye" to listen.

The 17-year-old Mr. Qi was very conflicted. He struggled for a long time with a cold face, and then asked me: "Can I not call you Lord?"

He was so fun back then, but unfortunately the older he gets, the tougher his temper becomes, and the less lovable he becomes.Fortunately, his eyes are still so beautiful, like a lake full of stars, when he focuses on people, it seems that his soul will be lit by him.

After a hard toss, he sat at the table and ate.

The dishes were completely cold, I was too lazy to eat, so I pulled a chair and curled up drinking tea, watching him sitting at the table, eating in silence.He eats with a mechanical beauty, because it's all just movements, no extra expressions, and no sound at all.Many children from divorced families are trained to be like this, because the dinner table is often the time when parents quarrel.The child was caught in the middle, wishing he could become invisible.

The crew’s food is poor. This young master is quite a picky eater. He must be very hungry. I really can’t help him, but my heart softened when I saw him. I reached out to touch his hair. He looked up at me blankly, and I touched his cheek with my finger. .

"It's much thinner here."

He was stunned for a moment, then avoided my eyes, he is not used to expressing emotions by nature, probably because of his family, he is not good at expressing normal emotions, so he buried himself in a few mouthfuls of food, and then told me: "The location of the next play Going to Thailand."

Because he knew that he was not good at managing relationships, he consciously worked hard to make money as his only contribution. Ling Lanqiu explained this logic to me clearly. She said, "Xiao Lin, have you noticed that every time Qi Chu sees You will become a workaholic in the future." Qi Chu often has this kind of logic that makes people angry and funny, and because he talks too little, no one can detect it, and when he suddenly finds out, he will surprise you.

I often feel that he is like a tightly fitting machine, but the material is not steel, but porcelain, or jade, because there is no gap, so you can't see what is hidden under the layers of hard material, only occasionally when he burns, A warm light can be seen from the gap.

But I am willing to wait.

Even if it takes a lifetime.

"After eating, take a shower and go to bed early. There are a few photos on the table. I have seen all these houses, and they are all similar. You can choose one. I'll get you some water..." I passed him His coat hung up.

"I'm going back tomorrow." He said suddenly.

"Oh why?"

"My mother is sick."

I hummed and didn't ask again.

In fact, I know that his mother is not "sick", but "sick", but since what happened that year, I seldom set foot in his house. Now his mother will get sick when she sees me. It's best if I don't go, so as not to make Qi Chu Difficult.

Speaking of which, I am still one of the witnesses of his parents’ divorce. The first time I went to Qi Chu’s house was after I wrote songs for him for half a year. His parents’ problems have a long history. Miss Qianjin, willful, determined to marry his father, even at the expense of falling out with the family.His father was a handsome and capable poor boy. After he got married, he founded his own company. By the time Qi Chu was in middle school, his family's wealth was no less than that of his grandfather's family.If it stops here, it should be a perfect story of "Don't bully the young and poor" and "Know the pearl with the eyes".

Qi Chu's father cheated on junior high school, not with a common young girl, but with his father's first love - the school belle of the university at the time, a sugar daddy who failed, gave birth to a child for a wealthy Hong Kong businessman but couldn't enter the house, and returned to S city.

I once saw a photo of that woman out of curiosity, she looked only in her 30s, and I could see that I felt pity when I was young, but after all, I was old and could only be regarded as an old beauty.

The blow to Qi Chu's mother's self-esteem is devastating for such a cheating partner.If you find a young girl, you can figure it out, but it comes down to the bad nature of men.But such derailment made their 20-year marriage a joke.

The first time I went to Qi Chu’s house was in the second year of high school. At that time, his mother was already a bit abnormal. I remember that it was a rainy day when I went to his house. His house was a big villa with very light colors inside, but all the windows were closed. The living room was empty and dark, with no servants. I changed my shoes and followed Qi Chu through the living room. Suddenly I saw a woman standing on the stairs, wearing a dark robe, like a nightgown and a coat , with dark seaweed-like flowers embroidered on it, the skin is very white, thin and out of shape, and the eyes are frighteningly bright.

She looked at me fixedly, that kind of eyes were like X-rays, which made my scalp tingle, but Qi Chu called out "Mom" in a low voice as if she was used to it.

Later, when I recalled it, I realized that she was actually very beautiful. Qi Chu inherited her eyes and skin, so her temperament always seemed superior to others.But even if Qi Chu had that look in his eyes, probably no one would notice how good-looking he is.It was an extremely blank and empty look, like the embers of a fire. I later learned that she had been taking sleeping pills for a long time, probably because of the effect of the medicine.

I followed Qi Chu to his bedroom. He has a beautiful study and a piano. We stayed there all afternoon and went through all the songs he had to fill in. I went to his house because some songs must be in the Play on the piano.He also poured water for me to drink, and asked if I wanted to go home and sleep. I said that I had told my parents that I might spend the night at a classmate's house.

It would have been a perfect day were it not for what happened afterwards.

At night, I slept in the guest room of Qi Chu’s house, and the pillows in the guest room had a musty smell—this is often the case in the hostess’s broken home, and the clues are revealed in the details.At that time, my house was no bigger than his living room, but even the dishcloth smelled better than his quilt.

Sleeping until midnight, I was woken up by the screams of the servants, and I ran outside to see a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, his outline was like an old Qi Chu, his facial features were distorted, and he grabbed the shirt on his left chest in pain. Turned blue, his mother was watching with a glass of water, with tears on her face, but her expression was indifferent. She was still wearing the nightgown-like clothes, like a wandering spirit.

Qi Chu knelt beside his father, unbuttoned his shirt and tie, and yelled anxiously: "Auntie, call the driver over here, he has a heart attack, take him to the Fourth Hospital!"

It was the first time I saw a person dying with my own eyes. I was stunned for a moment, but after all, I was trained in first aid knowledge by my father and grandfather since I was a child. I ran over at a stride, and when I knelt down, my knees were almost broken. Qichu's entire forehead was covered with sweat, and he hadn't recovered when I pulled him away.

"Don't move, I'll come," I pushed his hand away: "Go and get all his medicines, don't panic, my dad is a doctor, I know first aid. Does the patient have a history of heart disease?"

"My dad has a heart attack and had a myocardial infarction once."

It seemed that it was indeed a symptom of myocardial infarction. I took off his clothes and laid him flat. At that time, his father was not breathing. I took a deep breath and began to perform chest compressions and artificial respiration. Qi Chufei ran to hug him. A bunch of medicines came and asked me loudly which one to use.

"Aspirin," I was so anxious that sweat dripped down my hair, and all the heat rushed to my face, "I'll take nitroglycerin orally, yes, it's the small brown bottle. Bring me another towel."

The servant made an emergency call, stood by the side trembling, and quickly went to get a towel after listening to the words. My arms trembled when I did chest compressions. My dad taught me CPR since I was a child. Chest compressions should be done with the strength and frequency of a mad dog. Every time I watch the first aid clips in TV dramas, I find it funny.Qi Chu's father had a solid and heavy chest, no breathing or heartbeat, and I felt like I was frantically pressing a dead body.

It's over.All I had in mind was this: Qi Chu would have no father in the future, and his deepest memory of me would be the amateur doctor who killed his father.

About 10 minutes later, or longer, when the trembling of the muscles in my arms had spread uncontrollably to the whole body, and even my legs were trembling, Qi Chu's father's chest suddenly trembled, and the whole person was like a person who was rescued from drowning. Just the same, a hasty and hoarse breathing sound came from his throat, and the blue color on his face faded instantly.

I went from hell to heaven in an instant.

The rest of the matter was done in one go. He smashed a piece of isoamyl nitrite in a towel and inhaled him, and gave him oxygen. It was already 5 minutes later when the ambulance arrived. At that time, his father was in stable condition. The emergency personnel saw this. I thought there was a family doctor present for the whole process, and after knowing that it was done by me, a high school student, I gave me a thumbs up.

My whole body is like being picked up from the water, even my hair is soaked, I just want to take a quick shower, and then call my grandpa, thank him for taking my first aid drill every winter and summer vacation for so many years— —Before today, I always thought that the old man was just afraid of death, otherwise why every time the exercise was full of scenarios like heart attack of the elderly.

Qi Chu was shocked, but now he is the only man in his family, he was going to the hospital with him, he was about to say something to me, when his mother, who had been standing by the side like an audience, suddenly said: "You are not allowed to go. "

"but……"

"I gave him the medicine." The crazy woman