Where is Chunsheng

Over the hills, over the mountains, even uphill, He Chunsheng did not let Jiao Shi get off the car, but told him: "Sit still and don't move."

The fact that someone was on the back seat did not affect He Chunsheng's speed.About an hour later, they arrived at Tongbo Village.Jiao Xi knew that He Chunsheng's village was not connected to electricity, so he said, "He Chunsheng, I want to make a call."

He Chunsheng parked his car in front of a grocery store, which was just about to close.Jiao vowed to go in and said to use the public phone.The owner of the store said: "Twenty cents a minute."

He Chunsheng heard Jiao Yan make a phone call first, and said to the person opposite: "Hello, Uncle, I'm Chen Qian's classmate, I'm looking for Chen Qian."

After venting his physical strength for more than an hour, the anger that He Chunsheng had finally calmed down rose up in his heart for no reason, setting a prairie fire on his entire body.

The person on the other side changed, and Jiao swore asked her: "Are you okay?" After getting an affirmative answer, he said to the other party: "I'm fine, don't worry."

After that, he hung up the phone, called his home again, and said, "Dad, I'm having dinner and staying at my classmate's house tonight, and I won't go back."

Maybe someone on the other side asked some classmate, but Jiao Yan hesitated for a moment and said, "Chen Chen."

His father didn't ask any more questions, and the phone was hung up.

Jiao Yan looked at He Chunsheng outside the store with some anxiety. He Chunsheng was looking at him with a cold face.

Jiao Yan has never been able to understand He Chunsheng's expression.His expression didn't seem to change either, he was either cold, or looking at people with a gloomy frown.

He didn't know why He Chunsheng happened to save them there, and he didn't dare to ask unless He Chunsheng told them.

Jiao Yao came out without saying a word, and sat on the back seat of the bicycle.He Chunsheng pedaled his bicycle, and they left Tongbo Village, the busiest village in the township, and headed deep into the mountain.Further in, there are only continuous green hills.The scattered natural villages in the valleys and on the hillsides exist like a legacy.And He Chunsheng came out of such a village.

For Jiao Yan, who grew up in the center of the city, it was the first time he came to such a mountain some time ago, walking alone in the mountains so quiet that he could even hear his own breathing. In addition to the tranquility, he also felt uncomfortable. He once suspected that walking down could not reach the destination, because there seemed to be no human habitation.

Behind He Chunsheng, Jiao Yan no longer put his arms around his waist, but just grabbed the edge of the back seat with his hands.The chain of the bicycle creaked slightly, and the tires were vibrated by stones.Jiao Yan, who was holding on to the edge of the bicycle, couldn't sit still and almost fell off the back seat.

"Help me up." He Chunsheng's voice sounded unfriendly.

But he always seemed unfriendly.

Jiao Yan grabbed the back frame tightly, He Chunsheng suddenly braked, and Jiao Yan's head hit He Chunsheng's back firmly.

Just as Jiao Yan was about to apologize, He Chunsheng didn't turn around, but just put his hand behind him, took his hand, and wrapped it around his waist.

"I'll let you help me."

The boy's voice sounded a bit awkward.Jiao Yan wrapped his hands around He Chunsheng's waist, the fiery body temperature burned his face.Jiao Yan thought blankly: "Why is his waist so hard?"

Maybe it was too dark, in the night without street lights, the moon had not yet risen, and Jiao Yan, who had never walked in such darkness, forgot to feel that something was wrong.He leaned his head on He Chunsheng's back, listened to the boy's stable heartbeat, and thought about this strange day: the first time he held a girl's hand, before he could experience happiness, his love died.Now, he was sitting behind a boy who couldn't be called a friend, protected by him, and comforted in this way.

"She ran away and didn't call anyone to help you. Are you waiting to find your body tomorrow?" The boy's voice still sounded angry.

Jiao Yao said: "She is afraid that her parents will scold her." After finishing speaking, she also laughed.

"Don't be nice to her, she's not worth it." He Chunsheng said almost commandingly.

what do you knowJiao oath thought to himself.Where have you ever been in love?

Jiao Yan grabbed the T-shirt he bought for He Chunsheng, and his nose started to feel sore.Does He Chunsheng understand nothing?He Chunsheng knew a lot better than him.For the first time, Jiao Yan felt that compared with He Chunsheng, his life was just playing tricks.With He Chunsheng like this, how could he be in the mood to think about those things?

"You are not allowed to be nice to her." He Chunsheng said loudly again, and the whole valley echoed his words.

"Why?" Jiao swore heard He Chunsheng's heart beating rapidly.

"You rescued her, but she ran away. She ran to a crowded place and didn't ask anyone to help you. If you were with her and you were sick and couldn't get up, she would never go back." He Chunsheng said quickly and anxiously.

Jiao Xi thought of He Chunsheng's father, the terminally ill old man who always lay on the bed.His father is already an old man, he doesn't go to school, and has been taking care of him.

"I know." Jiao Yan said softly.

"Then will you still go to her?" He Chunsheng asked sternly.

Jiao Yan smiled and shed a few tears: "I won't go."

"You can't lie to me." He Chunsheng said, "You lied to me a few days ago that you weren't in a relationship."

"I'm not lying to you." Jiao vowed, "I'm going to Xiacheng, how can I fall in love?"

He Chunsheng stopped talking.

The typhoon followed the two of them to this valley, and gusts of wind blew from the valley, making whining sounds, and the grass and trees rustled in the darkness, as if they had joined the chorus of the wind, Jiao swore looked up at the sky, It turns out that the dark ones are clouds, the moon will no longer appear, and the stars will no longer be visible.

They finally reached the small village where He Chunsheng lived.When He Chunsheng parked the car, a light slowly appeared from the side door.

His father was leaning on the wall, holding a kerosene lamp in his hand, and guarding the door.The cousin persuaded him from the side: "Uncle, Chunsheng is back, you should go back and rest first."

Dad saw He Chunsheng.The typhoon was coming, He Chunsheng didn't dare to take out the things he bought, and when he walked to the door, he whispered to Jiao: "Wait a minute, after we enter the door, help me get the things in the car basket come out."

He Chunsheng strode forward and helped his father back to the room.

In the darkness, Jiao Yao took out the things in the car basket, which seemed to be clothes and some papers, which were heavy—did He Chunsheng buy clothes?Why should he take it in?

It wasn't until Jiao Yan hid in the side door before the typhoon came, and He Chunsheng came to pick him up with a kerosene lamp, that he could see the suit clearly under the dim light.

He had seen the exact same clothes worn by his deceased grandfather.

Jiao oath was at a loss.He saw some paper money and copper money.He handed the plastic bag to He Chunsheng, and followed the silent He Chunsheng into the kitchen.

The cousin said that she would cross the river and go back to her village before the rain started, so she hurried away with the kerosene lamp.

He Chunsheng lit a candle, fixed it on the dining table with wax oil, and brought out two bowls of rice.

The food in He Chunsheng's house is always clear soup with little water, and there is no meat.Jiao Yan thought to himself: If it was him, if he didn't eat meat for a meal, he would have no energy for the whole day.He Chunsheng eats like this every day, how did he get all his strength?

He Chunsheng ate a lot of rice and didn't touch the dishes very much. Jiao Yan felt that He Chunsheng might have left him with the pitifully small amount of vegetables.Jiao vowed to put some beans and eggplants in He Chunsheng's bowl, and He Chunsheng was stunned.

But Jiao oath didn't say anything.They finished their meal by the light of a low candle.The typhoon finally came down, He Chunsheng went to wash the dishes, and Jiao Yao stood by the fence watching the downpour.The rain splashed into the fence, but it was blocked by the eaves, and the dining table was not wet. The sound of splashing water in front of the eaves was noisier than the sound of rain. The candle flame burned out quickly, and the little red light reflected by the water was no longer visible.

He Chunsheng did not know when he returned to the kitchen, put the dishes and chopsticks away, and went into his father's room to check. The old man seemed to have fallen asleep, and He Chunsheng came out again.

They stood behind the dinner table, watched the rain for a long time, Jiao vowed to ask him: "He Chunsheng, do you like typhoons?"

He Chunsheng said, "I don't feel it."

Jiao vowed: His question is too naive.He couldn't think of what He Chunsheng would like. When Jiao Shi liked to study, like friends, like delicious food, like typhoons, and everything, He Chunsheng was not in the mood to think about these things.

If the previous sympathy was inevitably accompanied by narcissistic charity, today when he saw the suit He Chunsheng was wearing, he was suddenly ashamed.Jiao Jiao said that He Chunsheng couldn't get all the easy things.

Is his father dying soon?What's next for him?It was the first time that Jiao swore realized this problem.