I also want to pull wool today

"If he wants to be in a paper bag, I'll poke a few holes in his plastic bag to give him room to breathe. If not, then we'll talk."

It was the season change period in the first semester of the third year of junior high school. Summer was replaced by autumn, and it was still too hot.

A boy with loosely tied long hair entered the gate of the nursing home, carrying a basket of fruit and holding a bouquet of lilies in his arms.There are many family members of patients who come here on weekends, and a mother is standing beside him holding her daughter.

People are waiting for someone, he is waiting for the elevator.

The little girl wore braids and squinted her eyes, staring at the food in his fruit basket.The boy looked down, and he squatted down and asked her, "Which one do you want to eat?"

She threw herself into her mother's arms slightly, but in the end the little greedy cat couldn't resist the temptation, and said in a childish voice, "This, this."

It is a red dragon fruit.

The little girl's mother shook her hand, obviously embarrassed.

He wanted to pinch the child's face, but he let go when he felt that it was not good, "Be obedient and stay beside mother."

"Thank you sister—"

"Huh? No." He got up and entered the elevator, ready to go down to the sixth floor: "I have to call brother, goodbye."

The little girl holds the fruit and watches the elevator close.

Suddenly, she saw another person wearing a dog doll hood rushing into another elevator.

She was too scared to react, and when the other elevator was closed, the strange man reached out to greet her.

"Mom...is that my brother's guard dog?"

Baicha was promoted to the third year of junior high school, and the last time I came here was at the end of the second year of junior high school.

It was almost evening, and he sneaked out the door today.The father and elder brother of the Bai family have always been against Bai Cha visiting his mother alone.

He was the only one in the elevator, and the reflecting mirror reflected a portrait.For the time being, he only held on to the fruit basket tightly to watch the changes in the number of floors in the elevator.

In the corridor on the sixth floor, his mother's attending doctor was waiting for him: "Ah Cha came to see your mother?"

"Well, I'm sorry, Uncle Li." He nodded, raised the fruit basket, and asked the caretaker, "I brought it for my mother, so can I stay with her longer today?"

"Your mother's mood is not stable recently, and she doesn't like to say anything for a few days. Or, why don't you knock on the door first?"

Across the iron gate, the style of the iron gate is similar to a fence, and there are many gaps.

Bai Cha looked inside, but saw no one.

"Bang!" A palm knocked on the door in the room, and pale fingers stretched out from the door, entwining Bai Cha's long hair.He didn't struggle, though it hurt a bit from pulling his hair.

Bai Cha stood on tiptoe and leaned her eyes towards the door - sure enough, there was a chair at the corner of the door, where the sun couldn't shine.

His mother sat there looking at him, looking softer than the last time she saw him, wearing the gray-blue knitted coat bought by Bai Jin.

She should be in a good mood today.

"Mom." He opened his mouth and shouted, "I'm here to see you, can you let me in?"

"Hmm." Mother Bai let go of her son's hair, with some steam in her eyes, she just stretched out her hand and opened the door.But he didn't move the chair, it was still behind the door.

After getting the answer, Bai Cha nodded with the doctor and the nurse candidates: "Don't worry, please go to work."

When the person left, Baicha pushed open a small crack in the door to accommodate him as well as the flower and fruit basket.

Enter the house, and then close the door.

He put down the fruit basket and took out a part of the lily, and went straight to replace the flowers in the balcony vase. The water was muddy and the roots were dry.He thought the lilies were very suitable for the mother in his heart, so he bought them.

There is also a faint fragrance, but it is a bit dizzy after smelling it for a long time.

He opened the window in the room, and the mother's ward was full of plastic bags and old wood smells. Except for clothes, other things related to the home were stuffed under the bed by the mother.

Fortunately, the blood oranges he brought last time were eaten, and there were a few small knives in the bag, rusty, broken, and even blood-stained.

The floral tablecloth brought back from home is spread on the table, and there is a large stack of plastic bags, like a nesting doll.Flipping through the white tea casually, some plastic bags had accumulated dust.

"Mom, do you want a bag? If not, I'll take the dirty ones out and throw—"

The mother sitting in the corner made a noise without looking at him: "Have you gone to see your sister?"

He paused, then wiped the dust off the table with a wet handkerchief: "I went there some time ago."

The elder sister mentioned by Bai's mother was the first child of the Bai family, but died in infancy.

It is said that her elder sister looks exactly like her mother when she was a child, her elder brother resembles her father, and Baicha looks most like her elder sister.That was his eldest sister, and he and his elder brother who were born later seemed to be her shadow.

He clearly knew that for a long time, his elder brother and himself were raised as girls because of his mother's heart disease.

He didn't understand it when he was young, but now he doesn't have much feeling as a teenager.

Mother Bai looked at her son and said for a long time: "Come here, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Mother's tone was still flat, and Bai Cha couldn't hear anything else.So the veil was cleaned quickly, and it was hung on the balcony to dry with clips.

The clip is old but has flowers in it. It was in his hair when he was a child.

Approaching the corner, behind the door, he moved a wooden stool and sat beside him.

The skirt my mother wore was given to her by my father a long time ago, but it was chosen by Baicha.Mother Bai patted his head, which surprised him.

"Long time no see, Mom."

Probably every child can smell the mother, the blood relationship is layered, and the mother always has a good smell of scented tea.Whether it was in her arms before or just beside her now, he felt very at ease when he smelled scented tea.

"hiss--"

His hair was pulled hard, but he still didn't resist, allowing his mother to pull it like this, until it hurt so much that he couldn't help but say, "Mom—"

The mother has high cheekbones, a thin chin that looks mean, and strong hands. Seeing her son's painful expression, she became more and more irritable.Her palms pulled his hair, and her fingertips pinched his flesh.

After a summer, the mother still pinched him like this.In a rare new situation, he was kicked to the ground by his mother.

Bai Cha's hands pressed against the nails of the wooden stool, scratches on his wrists that ooze blood beads.There was a strange auditory hallucination, just like when he came to see her in the past, the glass shattered on the ground and the slag passed through his ears.

It was the sound of glass breaking.

When he knelt down on the ground, he thought: "I can only wear long sleeves when I go home recently, otherwise the short sleeves will be seen with bruises."

Shouldn't I be here, if I'm the girl you want.

Turning his head to see his mother's tears, he didn't know what to say: "Mom, don't cry..."

"I'm crying? Why am I crying? Can you tell me about it?" Bai Mu's wrist was mixed with white tea hair a few times, and she pulled behind her vigorously.

"You said, how nice it would be if you were your sister? One or two, you are as selfish as your brother, why don't you think about your mother? You are my child, and I have absolute rights, why—"

She played a game of The Sims with the most inexplicable logical thinking.

The great pain made Baicha unable to think.He heard the sound of fragments again, this time it was not an auditory hallucination.

The woman called mother got up and smashed things.Not long after the lilies occupied the vase, they died together.

Mom came back to him with the broken china.

His head hit the cabinet firmly, and Bai Cha collapsed on the floor. He wanted to let it go, as long as he let it go, it would be the same as before, and he would not feel pain.

The tile with water on his face, is this considered a flesh and blood relationship?

When his eyes were slack, he couldn't find a point of focus.There were footsteps outside the door, such a big commotion, Uncle Li should have come.

"What's going on, you control the patient! Who has the key! Quick!"

The porcelain piece touched Baimu's index finger, and there was a small smell of blood. The mother's voice was also intermittent: "Why is Chacha shaking? My good boy, do you think I want to scratch you? You are like a sister, how could my mother hurt you? ?”

"Mom—" He had a rare chance to catch his breath and coughed a few times.

It was the sound of tearing plastic bags. He wanted to get up and opened his eyes, but his vision was covered by something gray.

The head was covered in a plastic bag, which was once wrapped in traditional Chinese medicine, and the taste of the medicine was no different from what I used to eat.

"Didn't you ask me if I want to throw away the plastic bag?" Bai Mu tied a knot for him: "Throw it away, why can't rotten things be thrown away—"

The mother held his face again: "Whenever you go to see your sister, mother will come later, understand? I don't want your brother together, don't come again. "

"So it means, should I go to see my sister, so that's how it is..." He couldn't bear it anymore, people and things that he had never resisted.

If anyone else comes, take him away.

"Acha!" The voice was hoarse and familiar.

But it was Uncle Li who broke the door. A group of white coats looked at Hua Baicha's eyes, and they pulled away their mother: "Patient 603——sedative! Bring it here!"

"You can't see a dead person, and you shouldn't. Wake up, don't! Don't faint, do you hear me!" The voice was too familiar.His palms were sweating, Bai Cha had never woken up so quickly.

He realized that there should be a person standing in front of him, and he couldn't see clearly through the plastic bag. He felt that his eyes were black and white, and he couldn't breathe now.

All he knew was that the man dragged him out of the room.

Like, the person Xia Tian met appeared in front of him again.

"I..." Bai Cha dazedly stretched out his hand to pat the man's head, fluffy: "The one who came to take me away is not a human being."

"Are you confused?" He untied the plastic bag around his neck: "I'm human, your eyes are not very good. Ah Cha, remember me?"

A large gust of fresh air poured in, Baicha opened his eyes and saw a husky: "You—"

They went around the garden party several times in the summer, but at the end of the summer, the husky who had held the camera didn't need to go around any circles, and found the sheep directly.

Lin Zicheng was behind him as usual, but today he knew for the first time what the other person's life was.At this time, he heard his flustered heartbeat in the hood, gritted his teeth and asked him, "Just follow me, do you want to?"

"Where?"

Baicha felt that he had met this person many times, it didn't matter where he went, the strange thing was trust.

"Escape."

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The next two chapters are cookies, maybe.