teenage lover

The two spent the long night hugging to keep warm.It was shiveringly cold outside the bed, and there was not a single ray of light on the horizon.Jiang Wenyuan opened his eyes and lay awake for 3 minutes before deciding to get up.

He carefully pulled his hands and legs out of the quilt. Unexpectedly, as soon as he left the quilt, Rong Sheng quickly wrapped the quilt tightly and turned around, facing the wall and fell asleep.

After brushing his teeth and washing his teeth, Jiang Wenyuan took a lot of effort to wake Rong Sheng up, and handed him his clothes one by one.

"Put on your shoes first, the balcony is cold." Jiang Wenyuan reminded him, quickly collected a pair of clean socks for him from the balcony, stood aside and watched him put on shoes and socks, Rong Sheng picked up the new toothbrush bought last night, and asked if there was any How to brush your teeth with a cup.

Jiang Wenyuan knew that he would never use someone else's, so he asked him to wait while he went downstairs to buy it.Soon Jiang Wenyuan came up with a cup out of breath, and said with some embarrassment, "Use mine for the toothpaste, it's a waste to buy it."

Time was running out, Jiang Wenyuan wanted to go to the dining hall to make breakfast for the two of them, before leaving, he asked Rong Sheng what he wanted to eat, and told him to hurry up, don't be late, walked out for about half a minute, and came back in a hurry Leave the dorm keys on the desk.

Rong Sheng washed the new toothbrush twice, and began to brush his teeth slowly in front of the mirror.He heard the slamming of other doors in the dormitory building one after another, and looked at the empty bed in the dormitory thoughtfully.

Everyone is under a lot of study pressure when approaching the senior high school entrance examination. Jiang Wenyuan has done a good job of reviewing to the point where there is no room for improvement. Anyway, his grades are more than enough for any high school in the city, so he is very relaxed.

On the contrary, students like Rong Sheng who don't pay much attention to study and rank in the middle of the grade are the most panicked. They wish they could have 48 hours a day to study, and at the same time they are counting down every day waiting for the arrival of summer vacation.

Rong Sheng didn't come to class the day before the Labor Day holiday, because he booked the plane ticket in the afternoon, saying that he would go out for the last time before the high school entrance examination, and when he came back from the trip, he would really concentrate on his studies and only read sage books.

Jiang Wenyuan usually stays at school on weekends, and he can only go home during holidays. He feels his scalp numb at the thought of sharing a room with those two.

After finally staying up for two days and going to school the next day, Jiang Wenyuan was in a good mood and lay down early.

Life at school is relaxed and comfortable - he has no interest in making friends, he can cope with his studies without difficulty, and it is not too much to compare it with the paradise at home.

The home seemed to be a pavilion full of fragile porcelain, and he walked with his eyes closed, for fear that any gesture of his would cause a frightening crash.Gradually, he was no longer afraid of Chen Lianyun, who was irritated by his accidental mistakes, nor was he afraid of what those two people did to him.But he will never be able to get rid of the habit of holding his breath while walking and acting cautiously.

Jiang Wenyuan was awakened by the knock on the door in the confusion of sleeping and waking, his mind was in a mess, and he didn't think of the abnormality of knocking on the door in time.

"Don't you want your mother?" Chen Lianyun's body was deformed and ugly, and the skin on his face was like a layer of cloth barely supported by the bones inside.

Jiang Wenyuan squinted his eyes, which were blinded by the light, and dragged the chair over for Chen Lianyun to sit down.

Chen Lianyun stretched out his hand to hold Jiang Wenyuan. "You stay at home with mom, okay..." Her voice was hoarse, the corners of her eyes were red, "You don't want to go to school..."

Jiang Wenyuan got up and poured Chen Lianyun a cup of warm water, and put it in her hand. "Mom, I'll accompany you out for a walk tomorrow."

Chen Lianyun put the cup on the table stiffly, "I don't want to go anywhere, can't you stay at home with mom?"

The next day, Chen Lianyun didn't come down from upstairs until noon, and only their mother and son were at home. After thinking about it, Jiang Wenyuan called and ordered takeaway.

They sat on the sofa and waited for dinner without saying a word until one o'clock. Chen Lianyun stared at his face with her eyes open, and tried to reach out her hand with exhausted muscles and very thick knuckles to touch his side face. , said foolishly, "Mom can't bear you..."

He remembered that he ordered a stewed chicken with herbs, a fried eggplant with minced meat, and a vegetable sum that day.After lunch, he asked Chen Lianyun if he wanted to go out for a walk, and he breathed a sigh of relief after being rejected as he had imagined.

Before going to school in the afternoon, he reheated the leftovers at noon and put them on the table. Chen Lianyun didn't eat a few mouthfuls, and he was not in the mood to eat. He was almost late, so he ran upstairs to carry his schoolbag after putting away the bowl. rush to school.

He still clearly remembered many details of the last time he was with Chen Lianyun. In that dusk, when even the air was filled with the smell of decay and decay, Jiang Wenyuan seemed to have predicted the coming of things in advance.

In the evening class on May [-]th, Jiang Wenyuan heard Jiang Jian's statement on the phone, and was so calm that even he couldn't believe it.

When Jiang Jian went home, he found the tragedy, because the man had been dead for a whole day, and the ambulance he called refused to pick him up.He had to contact the funeral home directly.

Jiang Wenyuan got off the car, just in time to see people from the funeral home coming out of the gate carrying a white cloth stretcher.His throat tightened, his stomach turned violently, and he vomited faintly while holding the iron door.He didn't know tears were falling until his throat hurt and the cold liquid hit his neck.

He naively thought that he would calmly face her death, forced himself to prepare mentally in the car, and even imagined the scene of "suicide on the bed" described by Jiang Jian.But when he saw the white cloth stretcher, he still couldn't control his body's instinctive reaction.

The people in the funeral home worked quickly and kept silent almost all the time, occasionally talking in a low voice. Jiang Jian was busy on the phone all the time.When the car left and the people cleared up, he stood up from the ground and realized that his legs were so numb that he was about to lose consciousness.

He walked into the house, and Jiang Jian was busy informing others, discussing various matters with the funeral home, and handling death certificates.

"bedroom……"

His legs went upstairs, just in time to meet a female worker dragging two huge black plastic bags walking in the hallway.

There is still a female worker mopping the floor in the room, and the bedding on the bed is gone-no pillow sheets, not even a mattress, only a bare bed board is exposed/exposed.

The room smelled of detergent, which had been used too much. Jiang Wenyuan could imagine that the strong scent was mixed with blood invisible to the naked eye.The air he breathed into his lungs may be dark red, and his throat moved, but he couldn't spit out anything.

The female worker was very young, and after looking up at him, she bent down and continued to clean with an absorbent mop.

"Is it your mother?"

He opened his mouth, not realizing for a long time whether he had answered the question.

He went downstairs, sat on the sofa, and suddenly looked up to see that there were still tableware from the restaurant on the dining table, half of Chen Lianyun's leftover rice was still on the table, and his empty bowl was still on the table. , and even the chair that was pulled out was not pushed back.

That day he went out with his schoolbag on his back as usual. Chen Lianyun was still sitting at the dining table with a bowl in his hand, watching him go out for the last time.

what's next?

She gently put down the dishes, stood up, and went upstairs.She may have taken a bath for the last time, changed into a beautiful dress, and then walked towards her final destination without any haste.

The blood began to crawl up from the floor, and the liquid that seeped into the bed sheet also flowed into the dead man's wrist, the black and purple color on her face faded, her eyeballs began to roll, and the knife returned to her hand.

She grinned and said: Can you stay at home with mother?The tone is gentle.

When he woke up, it was 04:30 in the morning, he was in his bed, and the twilight light of dawn entered the room.

He still vaguely remembered that Jiang Yang persuaded him to come up to sleep last night, and soon someone knocked on the door to wake him up.

Jiang Yang was holding his arm all the time, and led him into a medium-sized auditorium. In the center was a solemn black and white photo of the deceased, surrounded by various flower wreaths, and surrounded by familiar and unknown people.

The host was well dressed and well spoken, but Jiang Wenyuan didn't quite understand what he said.Jiang Jian also went up and said a few words expressionlessly.The people below all responded mediocrely.

The circle of people around them are the relatives of Jiang Jian and his late wife, his colleagues and friends.On the day of mourning, these relatives and friends who seldom come out from all over the place to gather together, just like seven or eight cockroaches that are usually invisible can be found out of the cabinet at one time during the people's general cleaning.

At the end of the memorial service, they bowed one after another, and Jiang Yang patted Jiang Wenyuan on the back, implying that he also bowed down. After that, everyone lined up to pay their last respects to the deceased's remains.

Jiang Wenyuan looked at her pale face and red lips, and thought that Chen Lianyun almost never wore makeup during his lifetime, and wondered how she felt when she learned that she was painted like this after her death.

However, her face was already peaceful, as if she had left quietly and peacefully, and gained eternal life in another world.

Jiang Wenyuan placed pale yellow flowers on her chest, silently thinking that all this is an illusion.It was a complete illusion, her whole life was full of intractable pain, and in the end, the giant beast incarnated by pain swelled to burst her body, and she finally died.

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