Xiaoman

After receiving Liu Xiaoman's reply, Xia Liang paused with his thumb on the keyboard for a while, wanting to type a few words, and pressed twice to delete them all.Press it twice again, after a pause, it will still be deleted.

He threw the phone on the table, leaned his head back against the back of the chair, and exhaled a little irritably.

He wanted to see Liu Xiaoman, he definitely wanted to see him, he wanted to see him these days.

But if he could go, he would have gone early in the morning.

Taking off the turtleneck sweater that was hastily put on just now, Xia Liang touched the long opening on the left side of the neck next to the chin, the scab had already started to fall off, and he glanced at the phone, it was still quite hideous.

He leaned back again, bit a cigarette and lit it.

Strictly speaking, this attack should be regarded as an accidental injury. My mother didn't expect him to hide or not, and she was obviously taken aback when she saw the blood gushing out.

Looking at her expression, Xia Liang felt completely numb and tired.

The quarrels and questioning are endless, and can only be suspended when there is blood.

"Is the fire over?" He said this to his mother at the time.

My mother looked at him, the hysterical irritability in her eyes subsided, replaced by a nervous breakdown, she also looked quite tired, she threw away the belt she picked up casually and closed her eyes, her voice hoarse: "Your dad went to the company to make trouble again. Yes, ask me for money, for a house..."

"Just take your anger out on me." Xia Liang nodded.

His mother looked at him, her eyes were bloodshot, she quickly regained her emotions, and put on a questioning expression and tone again: "Where did you go? Why didn't you answer the phone? I'm your mother! If you answer my call, you will die." Is it?"

Xia Liang sneered at the mobile phone whose screen had been smashed on the ground, wiped the blood on his neck, turned and walked out: "Call the police and arrest him, and find a hospital to see yourself."

My mother resisted yelling behind her. She hated those shrews who only yelled at the top of their voices. She tried her best to maintain her self-restraint after she had already done something, but her voice was trembling with anger: "Go to school hard for me, and then I will go to school." Dare to run around..."

How dare you run around again?

Xia Liang didn't hear it clearly at the time, and he didn't want to hear it clearly. Anyway, before his neck healed, he was not in the mood to see Liu Xiaoman, and he had to adjust his emotions.

In the end, I still couldn't hold back the contact, and I didn't hide my neck.

Xia Liang touched the scar behind his left ear along his neck, feeling tired.

So funny.

Instead, change the direction, but there will be a scar on one side.

Thinking of Liu Xiaoman's crying face, he couldn't help sighing.

"I hurt!"

Liu Xiaoman was in pain, because of him.

He took the phone over, looked at the messages Liu Xiaoman had sent him in the past few days, and glanced at the papers on the table.

"Let's talk." Xia Liang said to his mother at the dinner table the next morning.

In the week before the entrance exam, Liu Xiaoman had a rough time.

Mentally not muddleheaded, heart muddy, muddy and tired.

He told Xia Liang not to come looking for him, but Xia Liang really didn't come.There must be disappointment, but he was more relieved than disappointed.

Now he was sure how terrifying Xia Liang's mother was and how strong her desire to control was. He really couldn't stand Xia Liang being beaten and injured for coming to him again.

If you can't see him, then you won't see him again. After losing contact once, being able to make phone calls and send messages, knowing that Xia Liang was not beaten to death by his mother is enough for him.

Anyway, he was happy that Xia Liang's grades had improved. He was about to take the exam, and he didn't have the time to think about anything else. He just wanted to spend all his time studying every day without thinking about anything.

But the development of things is not determined by whether he wants it or not.

Acupuncture and hyperbaric oxygen finally worked. Grandpa’s condition improved day by day. In the past half a month, his left hand and right leg began to move independently, and his face also had expressions. He became conscious of shouting, but entered another a state.

Grandpa doesn't know people.

He couldn't speak, he was gurgling, he didn't know who he was, he didn't know Liu Xiaoman, he couldn't remember things, he didn't even know that he was sick.

He could feel that Liu Xiaoman was someone close to him, but he didn't know who it was. Liu Xiaoman told him for a long time, telling him that I am your grandson, this is your son, why did I lose my arm...

Grandpa seemed to understand a little bit, but he was still confused.

The doctor said that brain cells were irreversibly damaged due to cerebral hemorrhage, which can only be recalled slowly through acquired rehabilitation exercises.Now that he can wake up, most of his memories should still be fine, but the degree of recovery cannot be forced.

"And the bleeding part is close to the language center, and there are problems in speaking and writing, including understanding things. These are the possible conditions that I have explained to you early in the morning." The doctor is very calm, "Anyway, it will be very powerful to wake up, old man This physical condition... Take your time, you need to observe later, and at the same time, your family can prepare to go to the hospital for rehabilitation."

Rehabilitation requires another sum of money.

Liu Xiaoman thanked the doctor, and sat beside his grandfather's hospital bed in a daze for a long time.

Although the doctor said that everything was normal, his joy was no match for the confusion and sadness of facing such a grandpa.

"Grandpa, I'm your Xiaoman..." He whispered to his grandfather, tears rolled down his face as soon as he opened his mouth, "How can you not remember me?"

On the first day of the joint exam, Shang Liangshan finished the exam arrangement on the podium, and Li Meng turned his head and called him a series of calls: "Liu Xiaoman, you tomorrow... Hey! Manman, come and see me!"

Liu Xiaoman raised his head.

"What's wrong with you recently," Li Meng looked at him, "It's like you haven't slept in a few nights, you don't have any energy at all, those big dark circles..."

"What's wrong?" Liu Xiaoman asked him directly.

"Ah!" Li Meng was brought back to business by him, his eyebrows immediately twitched, "How many exam rooms do you have?"

"You don't need to ask." Wang Chao continued, "The difference between the two of you is at least two floors apart."

"You're not separated!" Li Meng gave him an elbow, and continued to wink at Liu Xiaoman, "Which exam room?"

"2." Liu Xiaoman glanced at it, and didn't have the strength to say a word.

Li Meng's smile faded instantly, he waved his hand and turned back.

"What did I say?" Wang Chao laughed at the examination room number written by Li Meng in the book, "No. 38."

"Go away, uncle!" Li Meng started to pinch him.

Liu Xiaoman was not in the mood to fight with them, so he rubbed his face and continued to work on the questions against the clock.

Li Meng said that he didn't sleep for several nights, but in fact it was not much worse. After this week, he couldn't sleep for a few hours every night.

It's not that he doesn't want to sleep, it's that he always feels that he doesn't have enough time, and it gets worse as it gets closer to the exam.

Grandpa has new problems almost every day. In the past two days, he may be uncomfortable due to bedsores and has a particularly violent temper. He obviously has bad hands and mouth, and he always wants to smash things.

Cancan no longer dares to follow Aunt Mei to see grandpa, she is afraid.

Liu Xiaoman was supposed to visit his grandpa after school tonight, thinking about the exam, he gritted his teeth and went straight home to force himself to study quietly.

When Xia Liang's phone call came in, he had just gone to the bathroom, planning to do another set of questions, he was a little afraid to answer the phone, afraid that he would become addicted to chatting with Xia Liang.

After hesitating for two seconds, he still had no choice but to answer. He slid down the answer button and called out "Brother Liang".

"What are you doing?" Xia Liang's voice sounded very relaxed.

"Do the questions." Liu Xiaoman couldn't answer the phone while doing the questions, and didn't want to turn on the speakerphone to quarrel with Aunt Mei and the others, so he could only use his eyes to aim at the questions, "Tomorrow we have a test."

"Joint exam?" Xia Liang said, "We also take the exam."

"Really?" Liu Xiaoman's thoughts stopped.

"What's the truth?" Xia Liang laughed, "It's just the fourteenth paper."

"Why do you take exams so frequently," Liu Xiaoman said, "Didn't you just take the exam last week?"

"That's a test for the beginning of school," Xia Liang said, "I just took the test in my class."

The point is still the point.

Liu Xiaoman was inexplicably anxious, staring at the question in front of him and biting his cheek: "Then you take the test hard."

"I'll go find you after the exam." Xia Liang said.

"Don't." Liu Xiaoman replied without thinking.

"What's the matter?" Xia Liang paused, and softened his voice, "Go out after the exam so you won't get beaten, don't be so nervous."

This is one aspect.

"Let's talk about it after the results come back." Liu Xiaoman lowered his head and rested his forehead on the edge of the table.

Xia Liang laughed again when he heard him say this: "Why, why don't you see me if you don't pass the exam?"

Liu Xiaoman made himself smile: "No see."

"Then what if you pass the exam and I fail?" Xia Liang said.

"I don't see you either." Liu Xiaoman said.

"Really?" Xia Liang said.

Liu Xiaoman paused before speaking: "...really."

Xia Liang didn't speak for about ten seconds.

"You are like this," he let himself smile again, "it makes me seem like a third party between you and the exam."

Liu Xiaoman also wanted to laugh along with it, but couldn't.

"Liu Xiaoman, I will definitely take the exam." Xia Liang felt that his state was not right. It should be said that since the video that day, Liu Xiaoman has been in a bad mood for a while, "You will pass the exam. This is a monthly exam. , not to mention the college entrance examination, not even the mid-term and final, so don't put so much pressure on yourself."

"All I can give myself is pressure." Liu Xiaoman blurted out.

Xia Liang fell silent again.

"Brother Liang, all I can do is study, I didn't even go to see my grandpa today..." Liu Xiaoman's voice was hoarse due to the emotion, "Do you understand?"

"I understand." Xia Liang said after a long time.

After hanging up the phone, Liu Xiaoman maintained the posture of pressing his forehead, unable to sit up for a long time.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, and he was depressed.

It was very sad, he wanted to see Xia Liang, he wanted to see him very much, thinking about how Xia Liang clearly wanted to see him happily, but in the end he poured cold water on him because of his anxiety, he felt so distressed that he wanted to cry.

When exactly is it a head.

Why aren't he and Xia Liang taking the college entrance examination this year?

If this kind of torment lasts for another three months, it will be over, and I will be able to meet whoever I want to see at will; Then you can't see the front and you can't step on your feet...

Will everything get better?

Wouldn't it be so tiring?

Why is it a sophomore in high school who can't get up or down?

Liu Xiaoman closed his eyes, feeling that all the strength in his body was falling down.

Get well soon.

He was really tired.