night sky train

"Our little Prince Willie, do you miss your mother..."

"Honey, you're back so late again, Willie's almost falling asleep."

"Sorry, I just got back from the set. Is Willy asleep? Kiss Mommy, okay?"

"Raise your fingers, how many times have I told you that you have to raise your fingers when playing slow tunes, otherwise how would you play the sound through?"

"Daria, can you stop reading magazines and eating snacks while teaching me how to play the piano?"

"Whenever you don't need me to teach you with my eyes closed, I'll throw away the magazines and snacks."

"Mom, you always bully Willy like this, be careful that he doesn't want to sleep with you at night."

"Humph……"

"At 25:26 p.m. yesterday, a car accident occurred on the M[-] highway. A black Maybach collided with a truck. The body was involved under the truck, causing the engine to leak and catch fire. A man and a woman in the car died on the spot. It is reported that The deceased were Wei Xiao, the son of the founder of the Chinese chain industry An Shenghang, and his wife, the famous movie star Helen Evans. The cause of the accident has not yet been confirmed..."

"Mr. Evans, what do you think of your sister's death?"

"Some people say that Mr. Wei has a money transaction with a group of secret organizations, intending to make up for the huge losses of An Shengxing. Do you suspect that this is a deliberate murder?"

"roll!"

"Why didn't Mr. Wei come forward to save An Shengxing's current situation?"

"Ms. Evans was once the brightest star in cinema..."

"Ms. Mikhail, we don't seem to see William at your daughter's funeral..."

"Don't, stop posting his picture in the paper! And stop shooting him with a camera - you bastards are destroying him!"

"Daria, where are we going?"

"Go to my hometown."

"I miss Mom and Dad..."

"They miss you too, Willie. But you have to learn to be strong from now on, and I will grow up with you, okay?"

"Weiyi!"

Wei Yi suddenly opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, his heart beat suddenly accelerated.Everything in the past was shrouded in shadows from the dream, and light and darkness intertwined and rushed into his brain, making him feel palpitations and pain again.

But Chen Jifeng soon appeared in front of his eyes.

"I've called you a few times, but nothing happened." The tall man walked to the bedside, with a familiar teasing look in his eyes, "Little drunk."

Wei Yi panted slowly, and his heartbeat gradually calmed down in Chen Jifeng's voice.He sat up and felt a severe headache: "Did I drink too much?"

"You drank to the sky."

The familiar relaxed tone made Wei Yi completely relaxed.He rubbed his temples and suddenly realized, "Brother, why are you at my house?"

"I'm afraid you'll fall off the bed in the middle of the night." Chen Jifeng casually dropped an excuse and stood up, "When you wake up, get up and have breakfast."

Wei Yi got up from the bed, he tried hard to remember if he was drunk last night, but his mind went blank, and he didn't think of anything until he sat at the dining table.

Then he looked down and saw a bowl of steaming hot water on the table.

"I went shopping in the supermarket in the morning, and I found a seller of barley flour." Chen Jifeng sat across from him, "Try it, the taste should not be bad."

Wei Yi stared blankly at the porridge, and asked, "Why...know how to make this?"

"Last night you said you wanted to drink something made by grandma. I happened to get up early and have nothing to do, so I went to the supermarket to buy it for you."

Wei Yi was silent for a while, picked up the spoon, took a spoonful of porridge, blew on it, and put it in his mouth.

Chen Jifeng looked at him, "How about it, is it similar to your grandma's craftsmanship?"

Wei Yi swallowed the porridge, and at the same time swallowed a little soreness in his throat.He said: "It tastes different from the one made by grandma."

"All right--"

"But it's delicious." Wei Yi raised his head and smiled at Chen Jifeng, "It's the taste of my brother's cooking."

Chen Jifeng looked at him for a while, then smiled and said, "You can eat as long as you like."

After the two finished a pot of porridge, Chen Jifeng went back to take care of the two alcoholics who were paralyzed on his bed.After Wei Yi cleaned up the dishes, he saw half a bag of barley flour left by the refrigerator.

He picked up the bag and put it in the palm of his hand.

"Daria, you actually don't know how to cook at all."

"People can't be too perfect."

"But why can you cook a bowl of porridge so badly..."

"Then you do it yourself, brat!"

Wei Yi looked at the half bag of barley flour and smiled slightly, a faint glint of water flashed in his eyes.

Qiu Jie and Luo Daer stayed in Wuhe City for a few days before going back.Before the two left, they specially exchanged contact information with Wei Yi, and strongly demanded to meet again next time, but Chen Jifeng took them away one by one, feeling ashamed of them.After that, Chen Jifeng's short vacation ended, and he returned to his busy daily work.

Wei Yi didn't think before that when Chen Jifeng was too busy to see anyone, he practiced the piano, read books, played with himself, and had no other ideas.But now he can't stand it. When Chen Jifeng was injured, the two stayed together almost every day. When he returned to the days when he was alone most of the time, the feeling of loneliness became more vivid than ever.

"Mr. Xiaoyi, you are not happy today."

Wei Yi was taken aback for a moment, and stopped packing his schoolbag.He looked at Xiao Zhu nervously: "Did it affect your class?"

Xiaozhu laughed: "Mr. Xiaoyi, why are you so cute? You don't deny me."

It was only then that Wei Yi realized that he cared too much about teaching Xiao Zhu, and ignored the fact that he was easily seen through by a little girl.He was a little embarrassed, but just smiled sheepishly and didn't say anything.

"Don't worry, it won't affect your class. But guess how I knew you were in a bad mood, Teacher Xiaoyi." Xiao Zhu leaned against the piano, looking at Wei Yi slyly, "I observe your state every time you play the piano. If you’re in a good mood, you’ll play with the C major scale for a while before you play. But if you’re not in that good mood, you’ll just play around with a few octaves.”

Wei Yi was stunned for a long time: "You observe... very carefully."

"Of course I never get tired of seeing beautiful people." Xiaozhu was very proud, and then asked: "Mr. Xiaoyi, why are you in a bad mood? You can tell me about it."

"I'm not in a bad mood either."

Wei Yi didn't lie, he wasn't in a bad mood, but most of the time he was alone, and his mood would naturally be in a state of slow decline, if he wanted to say, he was too calm.

Xiaozhu didn't bother him to talk, but obediently helped him pack up the handouts and sent him downstairs.When the two were about to say goodbye, Xiaozhu suddenly remembered something, and grabbed Weiyi: "Mr. Xiaoyi, would you like to go out with me to play?"

Wei Yi didn't know how to answer, Xiaozhu said again: "My best friend and I made an appointment to go out to take pictures on the weekend. The weather is so good these days, and it will be hot in a few days. Teacher Xiaoyi, let's go out with us too .”

Her face was full of sincerity, with undisguised expectations unique to children, and she looked at Wei Yi with big eyes, which made Wei Yi unable to bear to see the disappointed expression inside.

"Okay." Wei Yi nodded without any reason to refuse, "If your friend doesn't mind..."

"I don't mind, of course I don't mind!" Xiao Zhu suddenly became excited, "I often chat with her about you, she has long wanted to see you!"

The little girl happily chattered around Wei Yi for a long time, and Wei Yi patiently let her make trouble.After several months of getting along, Wei Yi has long regarded Xiao Zhu as a younger sister, and except for being stricter in class, other things basically follow Xiao Zhu's temperament.

The two agreed on a time and place to meet, and Wei Yi left Xiaozhu's house.Before he took a few steps, grandma called.

After a few words of pleasantries, the old man cut to the chase: "Xiaoyi, are you free next Wednesday?"

Wei suddenly realized.

Next Wednesday, May NO.13, is the day when his parents leave him.

Wei Yi originally thought that after so many years, he would no longer remember this date so clearly, but in fact, this number seemed to be engraved in his heart, and it was deeply hidden in the future, but when he mentioned it, it was extremely clear.

Wei Yi understood the reason why grandma called, and said in a low voice, "Yes."

"There is a church on the west side of the city. I have already called and asked. They can invite the pastor to pray for us, if you wish."

"No... please pastor, grandma, don't bother."

Lin Mingxin hurriedly said on the other end of the phone: "Okay, then don't invite me, just the two of us go to church, okay?"

Wei Yi was a little tired of walking, so he stood by the side of the road, letting the wind blow his hair, "Okay. Thank you, grandma. I thought that not many people remembered..."

"Don't say such things, Xiaoyi. Grandma loves you and your parents. You are all my good children."

When he hung up the phone, Wei Yi's eyes were sore.

He thought that seven years was enough to make him strong, but when the pain came to his heart, Wei Yi realized that the emotions brought by some memories were always unbearable.The day his father and mother left him, Wei Yi thought his world had completely collapsed.This feeling of being on the verge of collapse, in the countless moments of repeated forgetting and remembering day and night, is nothing more than changing from a roaring avalanche to a continuous heavy snow in the middle of the night, turning into a long-term loneliness to remind him of the importance of parting .

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Weiyi = William = Willie (William's nickname)

Dalia is the nickname of David's grandmother, whose surname is Mikhail

Evans is the surname of David's grandfather.

I'm familiar with the cuties in the comment area hahahaha (/▽＼)