fickle midsummer

When Bo Qinan came in, You Yu was carefully cutting the bunch of plump and purple grapes in the fruit basket with small scissors.The scissors are not the one he saw yesterday, the silver one was too sharp yesterday, and the blue-green one in You Yu's hand today is obviously a pair of scissors used for cutting paper in a handicraft class for five yuan at the stationery store in front of the elementary school.

The plastic scissors are blunt, and they are fine for cutting paper. If you are cutting grapes, you have to grind them slowly to separate the vines and fruits.

Youyu didn't bother, he used this pair of plastic scissors to cut off each grape so that it rolled down, rolled around in the fruit basket to find a suitable position for him, and didn't move.

Bo Qinan put his eyes on the back of You Yu's scarred hands. The wound was cut with a blade. It was not deep, but there was blood.As long as these small wounds arrive at the hospital one second late, the leakage will stop, and the blood coagulation system will immediately block all the bleeding parts of the wound.

But it wasn't these scars that sent Youyu to the hospital.

"Doctor Bo." You Yu found Bo Tanyan standing at the door.

Compared with other children who committed suicide, this child was obviously the quietest Dr. Bo had ever seen.

He actively cooperated with the treatment, and intimately comforted the intern nurse who missed the needle seven or eight times, which made the back of his hand have bruises besides the incision where he could no longer inject the needle.The intern nurse came to the head nurse, and the head nurse skillfully inserted the needle into the blood vessel on You Yu's arm. When she left, she whispered that the intern must not have studied hard at school.

Bo Qinan walked into the ward, buttoned up his white coat, and asked You Yu if he felt unwell this morning.

"Where's your mom?"

You Yu put down the small scissors and said, "I have homework in school, and she helped me pick it up."

"Pay attention to rest."

"Leg, it hurts at night." You Yu pointed to his left leg, which was hung in the air with a plaster cast.

It takes a while for the fracture and wound to heal. Before Bo Qinan could say anything, You Yu said again: "Doctor Bo, can you prescribe a painkiller injection?"

Bo Qinyan shook his head and said, "You are still young, too many painkilling injections are not good for your nerves."

After hearing this, You Yu whispered "Oh", and picked up his small pair of scissors again to cut the grapes carefully. The sunlight came in from the window, penetrated the glass, and melted into the countless fine dust in the air, letting them dance in the air and undulating continuously, and then put The arcs are covered in warmth one by one, and they fall slowly and gently on Youyu's shoulders. The white sheets and fluffy pillows are warmed by the sun, and the whole ward is filled with golden warmth.

Only Yuyu sitting in the center of the light.

Facing the light, he always exudes an undisguised resistance, which makes it obvious at a glance that he doesn't like the light, and he wants to be completely insulated.But always when he wanted to escape, the white cotton dress, the light brown flat lace-up sandals on his feet, the long wavy hair like algae only fell down when the weather was slightly cool, the one who gave him the same blood as him The women of life would stop him with brisk steps.

Shu Shaoyuan is a university teacher who teaches fine arts at the Art College of Nantah University.

First she was a painter, and then she was the rightful mother with custody rights in Youyu's household registration book.

No one didn't say that Shu Shaoyuan lived like a girl in middle age, not to mention that Shu Shaoyuan's son was about to take the college entrance examination, and she was still in a childish and ridiculous relationship with that junior boy.

You Yu saw it once, when he was standing by the balcony and wanted to jump off the building, Shu Shaoyuan happened to be standing downstairs and was inseparable from that junior boy.

Very good, Shu Shaoyuan is pretty and beautiful, even if she stands with those plump girls in their early twenties, she is still popular in the market, as if time just left her with a mature charm that is more likely to be addicted to by young men than those girls are youthful and lively .

But Youyu was disgusting, that man was only five years older than him, enough to be Shu Shaoyuan's son.

He wanted to pick a time to jump when no one noticed, or he should always avoid Shu Shaoyuan, so that she would not be stimulated by seeing himself fall, and evolve from an art worker's nervousness to a real psychosis.

Finally let him find a time when there were no people in the community - the second semester of high school started.

This area is a school district housing, and the school attached to Nantah University on Youyu Island, from kindergarten to high school, basically never left this area of ​​Nantah University all the way up.Although Shu Shaoyuan teaches painting, she also has her own business when school starts. There are meetings in the courtyard, teachers need to adjust the office appropriately, and get their own class schedule for this year. If the time is not right, I have to go to the leader to change it. Look at how many people failed at the end of last semester, and who got No.1.

You Yu imagined how he would fall, at least like a butterfly like in TV dramas or novels.

—— But Shu Shaoyuan bought the house to the second floor.

Later, when the roaring ambulance took him away, You Yu was in so much pain that he was unconscious, his eyes were more white than his black pupils, and he thought in a trance: Although he had the urge to jump off a building to die, he was probably just ready to jump The impulsiveness on the second floor was only a preparation not to take death as the ultimate goal.

A broken bone is not a fatal injury, but it is a part of the body when it is crunchy. Some people are born with sensitive nerves. You Yu is the type of insensitivity to pain, but for some reason, this time it hurts especially.The nerves in the legs were like five fingers connected to the heart, which involved all the senses in the body all the time. He had to take a deep breath in pain, but the number of breaths was too frequent, and he made a sound like "ah, uh".

Overbreathed.

Shu Shaoyuan was watching a movie with a boyfriend she hadn't seen on vacation. The couple reunited. She even adorned her earlobes with butterfly earrings that would make her skin allergic after wearing them for a long time.She made a special trip to wait at the school gate. She watched her boyfriend get off the school bus with his luggage and rushed up like a happy oriole.

The melodious singing of orioles is naturally more eye-catching than the falling butterflies.

The ambulance's voice of "Wooooooooohooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooonate.

You Yu let go of the hand that had been clenched in front of his chest as if giving up, his right arm hung limply from his chest, drooping on the edge of the narrow emergency bed, the back of his hand was against the cold bedpost, and before falling into a deep sleep, he heard the emergency personnel shouting call.

The patient passed out!

The feeling of falling into the dark is as cold as stepping into an ice cave. I want to make people eagerly looking for the next warm bonfire. Even if you are not close to the orange fire, you can feel the warmth just by looking at it from a distance.The cold air in the ice cave invaded all the warm blood, gradually freezing the senses in the body unconsciously.In the early stage, it will be subconsciously shivering and unbearable, but when it is frozen to the extreme, the blood vessels will constrict, and the blood will flow to the deep layer of the body, and the blood will be redistributed all over the body. Blood vessels, the human body will be like spring, and the spring will bloom overnight.

It was like the last struggle, the last cry for help.

The doctor opened You Yu's eyelids, checked his eyes with a pen light, and patted his face with his hands.

You Yu couldn't pull up any strength, he knew that he was in a coma, his spirit seemed to be trapped in a small cage, he was curled up in a corner and couldn't get out, and he didn't want to get out.

The bed is really hard.

Is the bed in the morgue the same as this emergency bed?Thinking of this, You Yu couldn't help but increase his desire to survive.

Bo Qinan told You Yu to have a good rest, but You Yu seemed to be listening but didn't seem to pay much attention, his eyes were all about the small pot of grapes.

He had only been in the hospital for a week, and Shu Shaoyuan started to go to school to get his daily homework back. As a university teacher, what he taught couldn't help you much. The son took half an hour, and then left without any regrets, blending into the group of lively and beautiful girls.

The dinner was the hospital's sick meal, and You Yu didn't take a few mouthfuls before Shu Shaoyuan walked in with her bag, followed by a simple-looking middle-aged woman.

Shu Shaoyuan put You Yu's homework on the bedside table, and got up to let the middle-aged woman behind her appear. She cleared her throat and smiled at You Yu: "Son, this is the nanny that Mommy found for you."

You Yu sipped some porridge, looked up at the middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman rubbed her hands awkwardly, but then said enthusiastically: "Mr. Shu is beautiful, and my son is so handsome. I heard Mr. Shu said that your name is—"

"Hello, Auntie. My name is You Yu. You can call me Xiao Yu." You Yu's curved eyes showed a row of big white teeth, his lips were pink, and his pale cheeks turned rosy out of thin air with a smile.

"Auntie's surname is Jiang. Auntie must be polite while taking care of you." Shu Shaoyuan bent down and stretched out her fingers to wipe off the rice grains from the corner of Youyu's mouth, with a gentle voice, "Do you remember?"

You Yu nodded, "Remember, Mom."

Shu Shaoyuan pointed to homework again, "There is a competition these days, and the students' drawings haven't been corrected yet, so you stay with Aunt Jiang obediently, and ask Aunt Jiang if you need anything, remember to do your homework and study hard."

You Yu nodded again, and Shu Shaoyuan finally smiled knowingly, "Then mom will go back to school first."

"Goodbye, baby." Shu Shaoyuan held You Yu's cheek and kissed him on the forehead, slung the bag next to the hospital bed in the crook of his arm, stepped on her five-centimeter stilettos, and walked away without any regrets up.

You Yu continued to eat the tasteless white porridge. When Jiang Ping came, she brought a large bag of fruit, which Shu Shaoyuan took her to buy at the boutique fruit supermarket downstairs in the hospital.Everything around the hospital is expensive, just like a bottle of mineral water at a train station costs three yuan. Jiang Ping followed Shu Shaoyuan before entering the supermarket and persuaded Shu Shaoyuan to find other places to buy. He flicked his foot uncomfortably, and complained like he was being coquettish: "It's too far away, just buy it here. If you eat in the hospital, you have to buy it near the hospital."

After that, she looked into the supermarket again, through the window, "It's not expensive."

Jiang Ping's eyes were a little blurred in her age, and she was short-sighted and didn't wear glasses. She supported Shu Shaoyuan to help her stretch her arms and legs, and followed Shu Shaoyuan into the boutique supermarket with suspicion.

Jiang Ping took out the fruit in the bag and put it on the bedside, and said to You Yu, "The fruit downstairs in the hospital is really expensive, but it looks very fresh. Xiaoyu, what do you want to eat? Auntie will wash it for you."

You Yu took a look at the bag of apples closest to him, four of which were priced at [-].

He said, "Just eat this."