Jedi strikes back

After Zhao Ze's accident, now everyone in the family is cautious, Yang's mother dare not even make too much noise, every day to wake Yang Zhi up, there is only a small knock on the door, standing outside and whispering: "Steady? are you awake?"

I have never had such gentle treatment. In the past, the way my mother woke up was like a final announcement. Yang Zhi knew that his mother felt ashamed of him. Forgiving Zhao Ze was cruel to himself. Zhao Ze was spared on the surface, so he is the little ancestor of the family, in recent days.

"Wake up," Yang Zhi responded, "Mom, come in."

The door opened, Mother Yang carefully inquired, and walked in. Yang Zhi was sitting on the bed and putting on clothes. The wounds on his body were obvious, the welt marks were clear, and there were red streaks, shocking. Yang Zhi was wearing a white shirt today, which was not in line with his usual pattern. Casual style, sitting buttoned up on the bed.

His face was as pale as his shirt.

Mother Yang came over, sat by the bed, felt sorry for her child, and said in a gentle voice, "Mom made porridge and fish soup for you, and all the fried dishes are your favorite dishes."

While talking, he folded the quilt, Yang Zhi had already got off the bed, he turned around and said, "Just put it there, I'll make it myself later."

"No, don't make the injury worse." Yang's mother refused to allow it, the pain of this precious egg was actually just a few welts, Yang Zhi himself didn't think it was serious, everyone seemed to be frightened.

Yang Zhi pulled his lips and smiled stiffly, he was not in a very good mood and didn't really want to laugh.

After going downstairs, Father Yang was already sitting in the living room, Mother Yang followed Yang Zhi down, winked at Father Yang, then went into the kitchen, Father Yang touched his nose and stood up.

"Stable, come here." Father Yang called him.

Yang Zhi walked over and sat down beside his father.

Mother Yang began to serve the dishes.

"That's right, I booked a plane ticket for you," Father Yang said, "Go out with Cui Chen and the others, don't stay at home these two days."

"Why?" Yang Zhi thought something happened.

Father Yang said: "No, I just felt that you haven't gone out for a long time."

His father was embarrassed to say it directly, but Yang Zhi was not a fool, he understood what his father meant, and said proactively: "Dad, you don't have to worry about me, I'm fine, and there is no shadow."

His father is silent, what should we say about this matter?It was too messy. In terms of ethics, his father felt ashamed and flustered.

Seeing him like this, Yang Zhi lowered his head and sighed, squeezed his wrist, "Don't worry about me, trust me, just this once."

"Can you really come out?" His mother was worried, and his father was also quite scared. Even though he didn't think Yang Zhi was someone who would be easily beaten down, but this time, he saw with his own eyes that the chains, scissors, Whips, scars, and the fragile Yang Zhi, no matter how rough and careless Father Yang is, he still knows how to love the child. He has never seen such a fragile Yang Zhi, so helpless, he couldn't bear to follow him. .

"Yes," Yang Zhi tilted his head and said, "I don't think it's too scary, it's quite normal."

He seemed to be talking nonsense, but since he knew Zhao Ze's thoughts, it was not difficult to associate these words. It was definitely not the first time. Zhao Ze must have done something to Yang Zhi before, but they didn't know it.

Yang Zhi stood up and walked to the dining table, "Eat, Dad, stop thinking about it."

It can be seen that he is not in a good mood and is very depressed. Father Yang doesn't know if he was scared or what, but he wants to take it easy and wait a few days before asking about the situation and enlightening him. The file calmed down completely beforehand.

Yang Zhi didn't say a word during the whole breakfast.

Both parents are unemployed, so they asked for leave by coincidence to stay at home with the child, but the child didn't plan to stay at home, so Yang Zhi went out.

He took the camera, carried it by himself, took a taxi, and sat in the back seat to watch the scenery along the road.

He didn't take a mobile phone or other gadgets, just a camera, and a person, concise and easy.

He was strolling by the river in the park, weeping willows, the branches fluttering lightly, the weather was not so hot after all, he was wearing a long-sleeved white shirt, which was a unique scenery line under the willows by the river.

There is an arch bridge on the river, connecting the two banks, surrounded by pavilions, where people of different ages are sitting, the big guys are chatting, relaxing, some small diamonds from the sky fell on the sparkling river, scattered in pieces, Streaming light, harmonious and quiet autumn, autumn scenery.

I heard that autumn is the season of harvest, but after all, he didn't gain anything. What he lost in this autumn was far more than what he gained.

Across the wide long river, he strolled in the sea of ​​flowers, under the lush trees, evergreen plants are planted here. Among these plants, the fiery red maple is the most dazzling, tall, stalwart, passionate, like It's a raging fire, and it's instinct to photograph it and record it.

In the end, he settled in a vast square in the bronze wares and martyrs' steles. The names of modern martyrs are engraved on the stone steles. The bronze wares are the remnants of ancient history.

It depends on who you compare with, compared with mediocre people, a little worry is a worry, a little entanglement is a tangle, if you don’t want to let yourself go, you can’t get over it, you can’t get over it, you can’t be active, it’s the same as the sacrifice for the country recorded in the park Compared with the martyrs, he is called indifferent, hypocritical, mediocre, and can't be called on the big stage.

Yes, he never felt that he was an upright man. He just liked to pursue feelings. If he failed, he would be sad, and if he succeeded, he would be happy. Simply put, he has nothing to offer. In this life, he will be such a person .

In fact, the martyrs who sacrificed their lives for the country also have their own little love, and the mediocre civilians also have their own feelings and righteousness. It depends on what we treat and our current era.

The predecessors planted trees and the descendants took advantage of the shade. We have no ability to go to a bigger battlefield. We are obsessed with small love and small love, but if the national disaster is really imminent, who said that there will only be martyrs who take up arms to defend the country?

The warriors who rose from the common people, the names engraved on the tombstones, they all have the same identity, the same purpose, there are too many stories and names engraved on the tombstones, throughout the ages, there are really too many.

Yang Zhi's hand slipped from the tablet. He didn't know why he thought so much. It was a kind of shock. Everyone said that no matter what environment he was in, he would be affected. , he is also rare in his blood.

He didn't take pictures of tombstones, and he didn't record martyrs. Those people don't need to be recorded by cameras. They will always be there, and they will always be remembered and remembered by people.

He turned around and left.

He wasn't afraid of anything, he was just a little lost, lost to everyone and himself.

During the weekend, everyone gathered together, Yu Jun, Dong Fei and Cui Chen, there were quite a few of them, but the atmosphere was a bit strange, what should I say?a little cold.

In fact, Yang Zhi was missing.

No one happened a few days in advance, but they all knew it in their hearts. After all, it was not something that could be said. Everyone was unified and kept silent. Today, they wanted to open a place for Yang Zhi to relax, but no one came. It wasn't found at all.

Cui Chen sat aside and picked up his cell phone.

Yu Jun said: "No news?"

Cui Chen said: "I didn't take the phone, but Uncle Yang picked it up and said he left early in the morning."

"I dare to wander around." Yu Jun said.

I used to watch movies, the plot of the kidnapping, who knew it could happen to them, or Yang Zhi, and they were still worried about that cousin, but Yang Zhi had a big heart, and dared to go out, alone, I don't understand.

"He may not be in a good mood," Cui Chen understood him, and sat back on the sofa, "Forget it, give him two days to relax, it's really scary."

Yu Jun nodded, no one said it was bad.

Yang Zhi, who hadn't been contacted, from one morning, then through another afternoon, and then at night, he spent a whole day outside, and now he was staying in a bar, playing by himself in a booth. He had no friends around him, so he always Feeling that something was missing, he was used to being followed by a large group of people, and now that he appeared by himself, he felt a lot lonely.

Shen Yan lowered his head and blinked his eyes, let out a breath, and stepped forward. He passed a group of people, walked to the booth where only Yang Zhi was alone, reached out his hand beside him, and grabbed the wine he continued to carry. .

"You haven't recovered from your injury, are you crazy?" He said softly.

Yang Zhi raised his head and saw him, there was no big disturbance, he let go of his hand and said, "No one will die."

"Don't drink," Shen Yan sat down and removed all the spirits on the table, "I'll change some bottles of fruit water for you."

Yang Zhi didn't veto, didn't make a sound, it was a kind of acquiescence, and it was also a kind of casualness.

Shen Yan really went, went to the bar to order him a new drink, and when he came back, he saw Yang Zhi slumped on the sofa, he paused, walked over to give him the new drink, and ordered: "No ice."

Yang Zhi took it and said lightly, "Thank you."

He doesn't really want to drink, and being silent doesn't mean he's playing Shenmo, he just doesn't want to talk.

He took it and put it on the table without moving.

Shen Yan looked at him, squeezed his hands, a little nervous, and said cautiously: "I went to your house today, uncle told aunt that you were not there, I came here to try my luck, I didn't expect you to be here."

In fact, there are not many places Yang Zhi can go to. There are only a few bars and places where he is accustomed to. Habits are really terrible things, and they create all kinds of coincidences.

"What's the matter?" Yang Zhi was depressed like a drug addict. He also wanted to feel better, but being broken up was never a good thing.

"What's the matter with you and him?" Shen Yan asked tentatively, his tone was very light, he knew that something was wrong with Yang Zhi and Li Yinan, when he went today, he didn't see Li Yinan, now Yang Zhi is without Li Yinan, In this special period, Li Yinan shouldn't be by his side... Shen Yan would think wildly, but he was right.

"It's over," Yang Zhi raised his finger and twirled it around, "It's over, we broke up, he doesn't want me anymore, what reason do you want?"

He was most afraid of Yang Zhi's eyes like this, indifferent, just like when Nanjing broke up with him that day, this one was more ruthless than that one, more chilling, Shen Yan didn't make a sound.

Yang Zhi scratched his hair irritably, and sat up. There were lighters and cigarettes on the table. He took them out, lit them, and inhaled while looking down at the floor, "Is the itinerary to California fixed?"

Shen Yan responded, "This Wednesday."

Yang Zhi said, "That's coming soon."

Shen Yan said: "Well, two or three days."

Yang Zhi nodded, "Okay, it's quite a decent thing to find your ideal and go to a better future."

He took a sip, and his depression made him mature five years old in an instant, but compared to maturity, Shen Yan likes to be alive and kicking, and Yang Zhi will be blown up at a little bit.

It's not that he's used to being abused, he just thinks that Yang Zhi... is very eye-catching.

Just like the first time we met, in the bar for the first time, his crazy and ignorant appearance, no wonder, now that I think about it, no wonder he is ignorant, he just has the capital of ignorance, he is such an eye-catching person.

Yang Zhi lowered his eyes, and couldn't see any emotion in him, until he put out the cigarette, stood up, and said without looking back: "Let's go, spend these two days with your family, and wish you a bright future."

After speaking, he walked away, the lights in the bar were so dazzling, but Shen Yan could still see most clearly which one was Yang Zhi.

The author has something to say: the ending has been edited, if you can’t accept it, we will stop at this chapter, don’t need to continue chasing it, just turn around and look for the next spring, Jinjiang is so good, thank you for your company along the way.

Any comments are accepted, the author's own fault of not being firm, forgetting each other in the rivers and lakes, goodbye, I wish you all the things you meet in the future.