casual and fun

When Yang Sile was in the second semester of the fourth grade of primary school, Yang Liu won the opportunity to go to the UK for further study and exchange for a period of three years.Cen Wanping had just been promoted at that time, so she couldn't accompany her husband, so she took Yang Sile and stayed in Qingjiang.

Social gatherings and business trips at work are always inevitable. Occasionally, she really can't handle the family affairs, so she will send Yang Sile to Shi Nian's house for a night in advance.

Therefore, Yang Sile has a fixed "last year's family special" small schoolbag, which contains a change of laundry pants, toiletries and a baby sweat towel with a cartoon giraffe pattern.

He inherited his mother's delicate and gentle appearance, and also inherited his father's cheerful personality and well-developed sweat glands, like a small walking stove, which will sweat a little when it moves a little.After winter and spring, in order to avoid catching cold, this sweat towel is almost never taken away from the body: when going downstairs to play, it should be folded into small squares and carried in the pocket, when eating, it should be hung around the neck, and when sleeping, it should be placed on the back.

Shi Nian didn't use this thing since he was in primary school. He thought it was a sign that he was growing faster than Yang Yang's brother, so whenever Yang Sile took out a sweat towel to wipe his sweat, he would laugh at Yang Yang's brother as a child.

Yang Sile cared more about this matter than he imagined, he didn't need the sweat towel, but he had to have the majesty of being a big brother!

Therefore, there was no place for sweat towels in the small schoolbag "for last year's family use" for quite a long time.

Shi Nian was upset about this for a long time. The confused Yang Sile had always had nothing to do with him, so he simply gave him a giraffe scarf as a gift to play with.

The weather is unpredictable, and the watershed lies in the fifth grade.Overnight, the small schoolbag was forced to become a big luggage.

Yang Liu accidentally encountered a serious car accident in the UK, suffered head trauma and brain stem damage, and was sent to a local hospital for three days, but still failed to wake up.

Cen Wanping applied for an expedited visa as soon as she learned about it, but it took five or six days for the visa to come out no matter how fast it was.Time was tough, and she couldn't pretend to be calm in front of her son who was only in his early ten years.

In desperation, she sent Yang Sile to Shi's house to live temporarily, and specifically asked Fu Yi not to tell Yang Sile about his father.

Yang Sile lived in Shi Nian's house for five and a half months.

At first, the two unidentified happy children would help each other with their homework, go downstairs to have fun together, take a bath and dry their hair together, fall asleep sticky together, and then wake up by kicking each other.

But within a few days, Yang Sile was flustered by thinking about his parents, and slowly uncovered the concealed truth on his own.

He cried a lot, refused to go to school, refused to eat, refused to go out, and said that he would go to England to find his parents.Fu Yi was helpless, so he called Cen Wanping for help.

Cen Wanping was very busy at that time, she contacted an American hospital through her old classmate, intending to fly Yang Liu to the United States for treatment after his trauma improved.

When she received this call while applying for a visa to the United States at the consulate, she was very absent-minded, comforting the weeping Yang Sile in a perfunctory manner, explained the actual situation in a few words, and hung up the phone.

But Yang Sile's tears still stopped.

At the same time, the smile was gone.

He goes to school hard, eats on time, practices the flute obediently, volunteers to help Aunt Fu wash the dishes, and fills Uncle Shi's thermos cup with hot water before going to bed, so that he won't be able to drink something hot after working overtime until midnight.

He never took the initiative to call Cen Wanping again, and never said that he missed his parents. He knew that the only thing he could do now was not to cause trouble for the adults.

He should be sensible, he must grow up quickly, even if he still doesn't know how to grow up.

A week later, in the middle of the night, Shi Nian was bitten awake by a mosquito, and in a daze, he heard a subdued cry.

He thought he was dreaming and rubbed his eyes, but the muffled sobs still persisted.

It was Yang Sile who was crying.

"Brother Yangyang...Brother Yangyang!" He reached out to lift the quilt next to him, but Yang Sile pressed the corner of the quilt and refused to lift it.

Shi Nian sat on his knees on the bed looking for a loophole for a long time, and finally decided to sneak in under his feet.

Yang Sile hunched over and cried so hard that he couldn't take care of his tail when he looked at his head.Bo was opened a small mouth, his calf and stomach felt cold first, and then a little furry head was arched into his arm.

The bed was filled with the smell of Yang Sile and his tears, like a sad rain.

Shi Nian was infected with depression, poked his stomach with his mouth deflated, and asked softly, "Is brother thinking about uncles and aunts?"

Yang Sile covered his eyes and shook his head: "No."

Shi Nian went to break his hand: "Then why are you crying? You're still crying behind my back."

Yang Sile felt ashamed.It's been a long time since he had a video call with his father, and he hasn't received a call from his mother for a long time. He held back his longing and panic day and night, and lived carefully, trying not to disturb anyone. A man who cries.

He sniffed, wiped away his tears, and hugged Shi Nian tightly for support.

"I woke you up, I'm sorry Niannian, go to sleep."

Shi Nian pulled out a hand, pulled down the quilt that covered the two of them, and involuntarily took out a ball of white-and-yellow-patterned fabric from under his pillow.

"It must be too hot, so the sweat can only come out of the eyes."

Shi Nian pretended to be stupid on purpose, and stuffed the giraffe sweat towel into Yang Sile's back, and then arranged it carefully, letting it hang on the back collar of his pajamas to absorb sweat as usual.

He imitated the hand gestures in the TV series, and gently patted Yang Sile on the back: "Actually, it's good to be a child all the time. You don't have to work overtime like daddy, and you don't have to do housework like mommy every day. You can always use this - What a soft sweat towel."

"Occasionally, when I can't sleep at night, I will secretly spread it on the pillow. It is very comfortable, and I will fall asleep soon." He emphasized his tone, "Really!"

Yang Sile heard that he was comforting himself, and wanted to cry even more.

"Hmm..." He hugged Shi Nian even tighter, crying, "Thank you Niannian."

Shi Nian rested his chin on his shoulder, and spoke in a nasal voice: "Uncle and aunt must miss you too. Brother, don't cry, I want to cry when you cry."

As soon as the words fell, Yang Sile burst into tears again.He raised his head and cried extremely aggrieved: "I, I can't help it... What should we do, what should our family do..."

Shi Nian also began to cry: "Uncle Yang is a good man, he will wake up, and there will always be a way."

That night, two boys whose combined age was less than 20 years old ignored the heat wave in early summer and embraced each other wetly. They cried away the night and brought the sunrise, but they could not wake up the one and only in their hearts. good man.

After tossing and turning for many places, the medicine and stone didn't work, and Yang Liu remained in a deep sleep.Cen Wanping gradually despaired, shed tears all day long, and became depressed.

Before the arrival of winter, the two little children also ushered in the parting that had been predicted for a long time and the return date was unknown, and they cried for the last time together.

Shi Nian had long forgotten this past event, but suddenly remembered that sad smell in the waiting area at an inopportune time.

For example, a blind person's hearing is often excellent, but his memory is not good, so he often has to rely on sound to recognize faces.When Yang Sile accidentally stumbled and fell into his arms, he suddenly discovered that his nose was actually very sensitive and could smell emotions.

It sounds esoteric, but it really happened.

It was clearly no different from the smell he smelled in Binjiang Square - the scent of soap plus a little warm hormone - but he just knew that Yang Sile was sad and Yang Sile was flustered.

A picture flashed in his mind: in a room where he couldn't see his fingers, he was crying on someone's shoulder, and the shadow of the tree outside the window swayed on the curtain.

The last time I recalled that tree, I saw Yang Sile sitting on the tree and playing the flute. This time I recalled the tree because I recognized Yang Sile's sadness.

Shi Nian logically guessed that the person he cried in his arms could also be Yang Sile?

Sitting under the row of spotlights, he easily found the back of Yang Sile leaving.Just like when he watched the latter go away in Binjiang Square, he once again fell into deep self-blame.

There is no room for distraction at the cello solo scene, and the cellist quietly distracted himself.

Shi Nian finished the first half by relying on muscle memory, which is not bad.However, as soon as the rhythm slowed down and the music gradually weakened, he raised his head, and all kinds of small rustling noises in the arena immediately burst into his ears.

He finally remembered that he was sitting in the middle of the stage in the auditorium.

Where did it go?

Is there vibrato in the next bar?

This is... what song?

Shi Nian was frightened out of his wits by this series of thoughts.

I have memorized scores countless times, pressed phonemes countless times, and accumulated many stage experiences. I can’t remember them all, and I forgot them all.

He bit the bullet and thought hard, sweating profusely and continued to pull, resting on the chair anxiously and unwillingly to save himself.

Still messed up.

His hands wouldn't listen to him, and his heart was the boiling soup of hell, dissolving away all his usual ease and calm focus.

Severe panic attacks hit the spot.Extreme fear, palpitations, tinnitus, right upper limb spasms, black eyes, difficulty breathing, and loss of emotional control.

He gritted his teeth, scratched the hair of the bow behind his back, and deformed the bow stick, before he fell down in front of everyone without losing his composure.

But once he was out of everyone's sight, he couldn't hold on any longer, and staggered and fell on others.

The sharp tinnitus continued, he couldn't hear anything clearly, he only knew that everything was over.Years of solitary efforts in exchange for attention, a normal life in exchange for patience and restraint, are all over.

"Don't go to the infirmary, leave me alone...for a while..."

Yang Sile heard Shi Nian's request on his back.

He faltered, and then continued to run towards the exit of the auditorium: "You must go, be obedient."

"I won't go..." Shi Nian protested weakly, "I won't go."

Yang Sile turned a deaf ear to it, and only asked the two officers in the same company: "Is the Qin back in the lounge?"

It was the first time for the two organization department officers to experience this kind of accident, and they were almost intimidated. They listened to whoever was the most reliable at the scene.At present, Yang Sile seems to be the most reliable, so they naturally listen to Yang Sile.

"Leave it alone! I specially asked my classmates to help me watch it!"

"That's good."

"...Or call an ambulance, he looks very bad."

"Can the infirmary prescribe medicine?"

"I don't know, maybe I can't?"

Yang Sile finally stopped: "Then trouble you to call 120."

"Ah... my mobile phone is with my classmate."

"My console is off..."

The students sitting watching the game stretched their necks curiously and looked this way. When Yang Sile raised his eyes, he found that a few people who didn't know what to do were taking pictures.

He was suddenly furious, and raised the volume to warn others: "Is this some memorable scene? That classmate, please delete it, hurry up."

The person who was warned separately rolled his eyes and locked the screen of his phone, obviously not intending to delete it.Yang Sile didn't have time to argue with him, so he took a step forward, planning to ask the person sitting outside to borrow a mobile phone to call an ambulance.

After the onset of the illness, overwhelming exhaustion and self-disgust appeared at the same time, and Shi Nian was almost out of control.

He hung his head powerlessly, and said while weeping, "Please...leave me alone. Please...please."

This sentence was as light as a feather falling to the ground, only Yang Sile heard it, and it was as heavy as a weight, completely crushing his thoughts.

He suddenly realized that Shi Nian may be suffering from an unspeakable illness, if he calls an ambulance aggressively, won't he be driven into a desperate situation?

He stood on the steps in a daze for a moment, then asked the officer, "Is there any free rest room?"

"Aren't you going to the hospital?"

"No, Shi Nian told me to sleep for a while."

"Sure……?"

"Sure. He just said it himself."

The vacated lounge has not been organized, and the only table in the room is full of equipment and sundries.

The clerk volunteered to clear the table and simply wiped off the dust with toilet paper.Yang Sile carefully picked up Shi Nian, who was asleep or unconscious, and then found an unopened curtain from the pile of debris, and threw away the plastic wrapping bag to make him a pillow and quilt.

Shi Nian clenched his fists and curled up, motionless, as if he was in a deep sleep, but his face was still gloomy, his brows were tightly knit, and tears were evident.

Yang Sile felt sad seeing him, so he simply turned his back and didn't look at him.

The previous performance had come to an end, and he remembered that he hadn't greeted Xie Chen and the others, so he might have to leave Shi Nian for a while.