born to ashes

Did you know that Nanning Street is a big quagmire, not just mud, but everything in it, including rotten grass roots, hard sand, broken glass, and rotten paper pulp, and the most common thing is mud.Leaving this pot—whether you climb out by yourself or get splashed out, it still can’t change the fact that it’s mud. When you get to a clean place, it’s just dry mud or mud spots. Mixed in Nanning Street.

The only difference from before is that you were originally a speck of mud in the soup, surrounded by dust, but now you are dry and surrounded by clouds.

Think about it, is it not obvious that the little gray thing is lying on the soft white cloud?

Clouds and clouds, that's a cloud.

Cloud and mud?

That is the difference between cloud and mud.

"Cheng Jiezhi is not the first muddy climber I've ever seen trying to climb out, but he is the one who climbed the farthest, almost succeeded, and the one who fell the worst."

After the weather got colder, there were fewer people running on the playground. There were only a few students wearing thick sportswear steaming outside while running. There were also sports students who were trained by the teacher, wearing fluorescent shorts and short sleeves. , shuttled into a light and shadow on the runway, as if the camera fell to the ground at the moment the shutter was pressed.

Josh and Wei Linze sat on the steps around the playground, which counted as a walk.

"When I was young, I stayed in the dormitory. At that time, the management of the boys' dormitory was not strict. It was time for carnival after the lights were turned off every day. At that time, there was a boss in our dormitory, who usually lived in the lower bunk, but after the dormitory administrator checked the lights-out situation, he would Run to the upper bunk, do you know what he is going to do?"

Wei Linze asked Josh slowly.

Josh went through many situations in his mind for a moment, but he didn't say why in the end.

"He sat on the edge of the upper bunk, with his legs down, and let the little boy who was the most bullied in the class at that time hold up the footbath to wash his feet. If the water got cold, he would kick the basin over and the water would be scalded. , kicked over, anyway, I have never seen a time when the water temperature can be just what he wants."

"I have always been a maverick. I don't help others. They don't like me, but they don't dare to bully me. I usually don't care about such things. But I'm curious, why would someone Swallowing my anger in front of bullying, if it were me, I would choose to resist, being beaten is better than being insulted. Later I stopped the boy in class and asked him why he didn’t resist, didn’t tell the teacher, and didn’t tell his parents.”

Wei Linze stretched his ankle, and continued: "He looked up and gave me a look, and I understood it when I saw that look. In his eyes, I am a bystander, a disbelievers like my parents, and a teacher who doesn't do anything. Or, these people and those who bully him are all in the same group. I know that I am not, but often in this situation, everyone thinks that you are, and even if you are really not, it will be soon, so That night, in front of those people and him, I threw the footbath and the water in it out of the window, I don’t want others to judge what kind of person I am.”

"Who am I, only I know best."

Wei Linze said.

I don't know if Josh listened or not, anyway, he sneezed when the wind blew past.

"Do you know what this story tells you?" Wei Linze put his arm on his shoulder.

Josh's shoulders stiffened, and he muttered softly, "I said I am a cloud and I am a cloud..."

Wei Linze shook his arm on his shoulder twice, then he shrugged his shoulders and laughed, "This story tells us that throwing objects from high altitudes is an uncivilized behavior. On the head of the vice principal, for this matter, a thousand-word inspection was read under the national flag at the flag-raising ceremony on Monday."

He was grinning, showing two rows of teeth, Josh threw his arm off at once, Wei Linze was still smiling "goose goose goose goose" and didn't show any intention of stopping.

However, after listening to other people's experiences, it seemed that he could be healed, and he was full of courage to fight against the big white cloud and the mud at the bottom of the pot.Most people are like this, and it takes courage to know that you are not the worst.To put it bluntly, it is just to absorb nourishment from the suffering people, the most painful ones are more painful, and the rest will gradually get better.

When he and Cheng Jiezhi were huddled together in the urban village of Haicheng, he tried in vain to use his tragic experience to make Cheng Jiezhi feel better. At that time, Cheng Jiezhi smiled palely: "Other people's misery can't make me feel superior at all." Is it? Your mentality is a serious distortion in your heart, you know?"

Josh felt that this was not a psychological distortion, this was a real person.

Josh, who sneezed several times that night, woke up the next day alive and kicking, but Wei Linze couldn't hold back the cold wind.

Wei Linze couldn't remember how long he hadn't been sick. He felt uncomfortable after getting up in the morning, so he didn't take it to heart at all, and went to school as usual.After the first class, I felt my throat was uncomfortable, so I took a throat lozenge and went on to the battlefield in the second class. I didn't pay attention until my throat was completely silent.

Josh looked at the mercury column on the thermometer that broke through the 39-degree mark and went straight to 40 degrees. He really had to admire it. Wei Linze insisted on eating throat lozenges for the whole morning class. It was really touching landed.I still remember that he had a fever of 40 degrees when he was a child, and he was dizzy for a long time.

When he thought he just had a sore throat, Wei Linze seemed full of energy, but after seeing the reading on the thermometer, his whole body was like a deflated balloon, and he quickly entered a sick state, nestled on the bed pitifully, his face flushed .Zhang Zhihe came up from downstairs and gave him a bottle. Josh leaned over to watch Zhang Zhihe look for blood vessels, but couldn't find them for a long time.

Wei Linze's blood vessels were too thin, Zhang Zhihe slapped the back of his hand red and still couldn't get the needle, Josh was so anxious that he scolded the quack doctor.

"Don't take pictures, don't take pictures!" Josh hurriedly stopped Zhang Zhihe, "Wait, I'll think of a way."

"If you warm his hands, the blood vessels will show up." Zhang Zhihe suggested.

Josh drove him away and covered Wei Linze's hands with both hands, but it didn't seem to have any effect. Josh himself is not a very angry person. In the embarrassing season of autumn when the weather turns cold but the heating has not yet been turned on, his hands are also the same. cold.He held Wei Linze's hand and rolled his eyes, and took the glass with hot water on one side.

"Oh fuck!" Zhang Zhihe just took out the small needle when he saw Josh cover the glass with one hand on one side, "The hot water at [-] degrees Celsius, your hand will be cooked in no time."

"Fart you, I've left it here for so long, and besides, my palms are covered in calluses and I don't feel it's hot."

Can you feel the heat? You know in your heart, Zhang Zhihe thought.

Josh tightly grasped Wei Linze's hand with two reddened hands, and gently rubbed his deformed fingernails. Zhang Zhihe looked at Wei Linze, who was burnt out, and unfortunately fell asleep.

"You're out of your mind, right? A normal person would twist a hot towel to cover him, right?"

Zhang Zhihe managed to get the needle in, and after hanging up the medicine bottle, he laughed at Josh mercilessly.

"My hands are no smarter than a hot towel! Do you understand you, smart! What if the hot towel can't control the temperature and scald us?"

Josh drove Zhang Zhihe into the living room, and Zhang Zhihe packed up the medicine box, "Look at the medicine, and change to another bottle when it's almost finished. It may be uncomfortable for that bottle of azithromycin. You can slow it down. If he sleeps It’s best to have something to eat when you wake up, don’t let him move his hands, or it’s easy to get a needle, and..."

"Zhang Da is nagging," Josh muttered softly, "Aren't you staying here for dinner?"

Zhang Zhihe raised his eyebrows, "Didn't I tell you earlier that I'm not short of food? I have a dedicated delivery guy, exclusive!"

Josh put the rice down in the pot and boiled it slowly over a low heat. He paced around Wei Linze, looking at the potion for a while, checking the dripping speed for a while, and getting down on the ground to see if there was any return of blood or bulging needles.

The antipyretics didn't work yet, and he couldn't sweat. Wei Linze's face was flushed, and he probably didn't sleep well with his eyes closed, and he was panting loudly. Josh sat on the side, wishing he could make him sick.Wei Linze usually switches back and forth between seriousness and nonsense. Occasionally, heroism erupts, and he seems quite reliable. This is the first time he has been so pitiful.

Thinking about it carefully, he has always been in a constant state of big and small, but just a few days after meeting Wei Linze, he shook out the delirium that had been silent for a long time. At that time, Wei Linze looked at him, and was he as restless as he is now?

There was a piece of paper on the bedside table.

It was the cover of "The Wave" that signed Wei Linze's name.

Josh picked it up and took a look. He obviously cleaned up well, why did he come here?He glanced at Wei Linze, then took the piece of paper back to his room.Fortunately, the stack of manuscripts was taken away at that time.

Fortunately, he escaped to Zhang Zhihe's small clinic that day.

Fortunately, I came to Zhucheng back then.

If the suffering in the first half of life was all for meeting Wei Linze, then, luckily, suffering.

When Wei Linze woke up, there was still half a bottle of medicine dripping, he was so hot that he was about to lift the quilt when he raised his hand, but thanks to Josh's sharp eyesight, he quickly pinned him down.He squinted his eyes and finally got used to the light. He opened his mouth only to realize that he had lost his voice.

"Don't move. This bottle of potion will be finished in a while. You can't speak because of a fever in your throat. I guess it will be done tomorrow. Do you want to eat something?"

Wei Linze shook his head.

But Josh didn't want to give him the right to choose at all. He brought the porridge from the kitchen over, and said, "You must eat something, so that you can recover quickly, and you can play vigorously when you recover."

Wei Linze looked at him coaxing the child, couldn't help laughing, and compared his lips, "I'm not three years old."

"What did you say?" Josh blew cold porridge to feed him.

Wei Linze smiled again.

The next morning, Wei Linze's voice really improved a lot. Although he was still hoarse, he wouldn't let people guess his mouth shape all the time. Josh didn't sleep well all night, he got up and asked him if he wanted to drink water, covered him with a quilt, and touched his forehead for fear that he would burn again.

This night, his forehead didn't burn, and Wei Linze slept well, but the next day near noon, he had a violent fever again. This time the fever was not high, and Wei Linze was completely awake to appreciate the uncomfortable power of azithromycin. .

Zhang Zhihe carried the medicine box upstairs to give him an injection. This time, Josh learned to be smart and twisted the hot towel in advance. Zhang Zhihe winked at Josh, "Why do you..."

"Stop!" Josh hurriedly put his hand in front of him, and warned in a low voice, "Hurry up and mix the potion, don't talk nonsense, otherwise I can't guarantee that the takeaway boy will know about your hanging out at the bar yesterday."

"If you know it, you know it, and I'm not afraid..." Zhang Zhihe muttered in a low voice, but he kept his mouth shut obediently, and took the syringe to mix the medicine in the small medicine bottle into the hanging bottle.

Wei Linze leaned on the bed and ate a piece of apple, and said: "When I was a child, there was only one doctor in the whole village. At that time, the doctor rode a bicycle and walked around the streets to give people injections. Everyone waited for the doctor at home." Door-to-door injections. It’s not popular now, all patients go to the clinic for unified injections and extractions, and those who are waiting at home are all VIPs.”

"You can't stop your mouth if you have a bad throat." Josh handed him another piece of apple.

"If you can let me give you an injection, you are already a VIP." Zhang Zhihe gestured for the needle, "Ask around, if anyone in our community needs an injection, should I send all of them to the clinic under the overpass?"

Wei Linze received drips back and forth for three days. During these three days, the fever went down and came back again, but it didn't get better. Josh frowned and wanted to ask a witch to see him.Zhang Zhihe looked at the thermometer and said, "I didn't ask him to go to the hospital for an examination at the beginning. I was afraid that it was a fever caused by common inflammation. I should go to the hospital for a check. If it is a serious viral flu, it will be serious. I know." SARS in [-]?"

"Who the hell are you scaring!" Josh said as he hurried to find the car keys, and wrapped Wei Linze into a mummy in thick clothes by the way.

Before going out, Josh poured him a glass of warm water, but he didn't finish it, Josh took it and drank the rest, Wei Linze laughed hoarsely: "Aren't you afraid that I really caught some new virus that can't be cured to infect you?"

"Fuck you, I'm not afraid!"

Josh drove the car on the road and flew close to the ground. While waiting for the red light, he secretly looked at Wei Linze, thinking in his heart, don't care what the disease is, if it infects him, Wei Wei will be fine, then it will be fine.

Red light countdown, 3 seconds.

On the crossing road, the green light also entered the countdown. At this time, an SUV that was supposed to turn left did not rush past the last few seconds of the green light like other cars, and stopped early behind the line. The driver behind was dissatisfied. Pressed the horn several times.

Red light countdown, 2 seconds.

Red light countdown, 1 seconds.

Green light.

The engine starts.