Continuously

When Jian Chi opened his eyes, he was still in the middle of a dazzling white.

At first he thought he was still in front of that window, and he couldn't help shivering from the soles of his feet. He subconsciously wanted to break through the window, and raised his hand, a pain pulled him back firmly.

"Right radius fracture...knee abrasion contusion..."

When he saw his bandaged arm, he remembered how he ran out of the block, called for help from pedestrians, was dodged, and passed out in front of a police car.

"Mood disorder anorexia...malnutrition...psychological intervention recommended..."

Some trivial terminology outside the door drilled into his ears, one side, the other side was always silent, occasionally there were one or two breathy sounds, as if wrapped in the palm of his hand.

Yu Wan closed the door behind her, leaned in, and buried her face in her hands.

After a while, she barely stopped her sobbing, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Jian Chi, looking at her soberly.

The tears that Yu Wan had finally stopped burst out of her eyes again. She ran to the hospital bed and wanted to hug her child, but she was afraid of hurting him, so she could only hug him tremblingly.

"Mom is here, mother is here..." Yu Wan cried.

Jian Qi's eyeballs moved with her movements and stopped on Wan's face.

Her make-up was incomplete, as yellow and dull as her neck, the natural curls on her forehead that were always taken care of docilely were raised in disarray, and there were wrinkles around her lips.

He hadn't seen her like this, just as she hadn't seen him like this.

"Mom didn't protect you well..." She cried so sadly, as if she was the one who needed comfort.Sorry Plano flooding, no signal, flooded floors, kayaks for food... none of the prepared excuses worked, and she could no longer convince herself that this was just a failure of duty.

"Mom will stay with you and never leave again..."

Jian Qi is in a world of maternal love, and what he has at this time is more than the sum of every year in the past.He raised his finger and took the tears embedded in the corners of her eyes. The child's face was blank and natural. He didn't understand why he couldn't get courage and love from it when his wish came true.

After they came out of the hospital, they changed houses. Yu Wan stayed with him all the time, taught him to read at home, taught him how to cook, and changed his recipes every day. His appetite and weight gradually returned to normal. On track, except for the silence gain.

Jian Qi never saw Lin Shuchen again, he couldn't even hear the name, Yu Wan never mentioned it in front of him, occasionally once or twice, it was also on the phone that Yu Wan suppressed his anger, and at the same time, he also heard about the rent, maintenance, visa... …

One day, these words turned into substantial pressure and inevitably fell on their shoulders. Yu Wan knocked on his door. At night, he lit a lamp and lay on the bed, still not fully asleep.

"Jianqi, do you want to go back to China with mother?" Yu Wan squatted at the head of the bed, with her face resting on her arms and asked.

"Compared to now, it may be a little harder." Yu Wan said, "But Mom will work hard to make money and won't let you go hungry."

Jian Chi stared at the night, and after a while, he realized that Yu Wan was still waiting for his answer.

So he said, "Okay."

The living room was increasingly filled with yellow cardboard boxes, and Yu Wan was always packing things there. She tore off the adhesive tape with a loud noise, like some kind of splitting. A few pieces of her nail polish were stuck, and finally washed off .

These boxes did not travel with them, and Yu Wan sold them for donations, and spent the last sum of money as a farewell ceremony, if there was a ceremony.

They have lived here in spiky and majestic style for eight years, and the last thing left by their side are four crumpled suitcases.

On the day we left, the sky was bright blue and the river bank was flat and spacious.Yu Wan accompanied the landlord to check every part of the house, which part of the wall was stained, where was soaked in water and swelled... Jian Qi was sitting on the sofa, got up and walked to the garbage bag, untied the knot, took out a CD, The year, month, and day are written on the front in black marker.

He snapped the hollow center dot and put it in the DVD player.

Yu Wan and the landlord were arguing in the distance, their voices gradually faded away, Jian Qi stared at the stage image on the screen for a long time, and finally waited for the hero and heroine to speak the familiar dialogue.

"Honey, imagine how you feel about me."

"Oh, how can I say this, it's like waking up from a good night's dream..."

He heard the next part, the dream that had been missed because of the choke, ah, so it was like this, so it was like this.