Xingchuan

Ling Yi wanted to check the wound, but he stretched out his fingers but didn't even dare to touch it, for fear of increasing his pain even the slightest.

"Why is there so much blood?"

Li Xingchuan leaned on the sofa, trying to take off the coat on the other side, "Go get a hot towel."

Ling Yi immediately got up and ran into the bathroom, looking for a clean towel.When I was immersed in the hot water, I looked down and saw that my fingertips were all stained with blood, and my heartbeat couldn't be suppressed.

The closed Xiaoshu in the small bedroom started to cry, Li Xingchuan took off his blood-stained shirt, and raised his voice to comfort him: "Don't be afraid, Xiaoshu, it's Dad who is outside."

"Dad! Dad, I miss you so much. When will you come in and hug the little tree to sleep?"

"Lie down first, Dad will go in soon."

Ling Yi, who had finished ironing the towel, heard the voice coming out in a hurry, and hurriedly held him down, "Stop talking."

The wound on Li Xingchuan's face was not serious. The wound on his upper body looked long but not deep. It was covered with blood so it looked scary.The most serious thing was the left arm, which was almost torn apart near the elbow. Although it had been sutured, the stitches were rough and not very appropriate.

"What's going on, did you have a conflict with someone?"

"No," Li Xingchuan took the towel from his hand, pulled it out with great effort, and lowered his head to deal with the blood stains, "I accidentally hurt it."

Calm tone.

"Why didn't you go to the hospital if you were not careful?"

"What kind of hospital should I go to for this small injury?"

The blood on the clothes did not belong to Li Xingchuan alone.On the way back, he had already found a small clinic for stitches, and he felt that nothing would happen.Going to a big hospital for such a knife wound is tantamount to forcing someone to call the police. At that time, it will be equivalent to sending Yang Bin to his door. Even if nothing happens in the end, 48 hours of detention will not be easy.

"Xingchuan," Ling Yi said solemnly, "Did you offend someone?"

You can tell what's going on with these injuries at a glance.

"If you ask any more questions, you will go back."

Ling Yi was silent for a long time, reaching out for the blood-stained towel, "Let me wipe it for you."

"I'll do it myself." Li Xingchuan turned his head slightly, "Go to the bedroom and look for anti-inflammatory drugs. If you have alcohol and gauze, bring them together."

He didn't let Ling Yi touch the blood.

Ling Yi had no choice but to get up and go to the bedroom to look for medicine.After entering, he calmed himself down for a moment, feeling faintly in his heart that this matter had something to do with him, but he had no time to think about it.

There are too many medicine boxes and medicine bottles in the drawer, some are empty boxes and some have only medicine boards left, and many of them are not the right number.Flipping through the pages, the long red and blue capsules that I was forced to eat that night suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. I found the box and saw that it said antipyretics.

He clutched the medicine tablet in his hand so painfully, then put it down quickly, and poured a glass of warm water after finding all the things.

Back in the living room, Li Xingchuan had almost wiped off the remaining blood.I saw that he lined up everything, first wiped the wound with alcohol cotton balls, then cut out a few pieces of gauze, and finished the bandage with one hand.

Seeing that he handled the wound in an orderly manner, and his techniques were extremely skillful and swift, Ling Yi was secretly startled.

He knew that Li Xingchuan had served in the army, but because he knew about it too late and went too late, Li Xingchuan had already been discharged when he arrived in the army, and the details are still unknown.

"Xingchuan."

"Huh?" Li Xingchuan gritted his teeth and lifted the knot, wrapping up the last wound.

"……nothing."

After much deliberation, Ling Yi still decided not to ask about those five years.From the initial panic, he took the initiative to wrap the bloody clothes in a black plastic bag, took the paper bag to the door, then found a set of clothes from the closet that were easy to put on and take off, and put them on for Li Xingchuan without saying a word good.

"why are you crying."

He turned his head in astonishment, and saw Li Xingchuan staring at him.I hurriedly wiped it with my hand, and it felt wet and slippery. It turned out that there were tears on my chin, but I didn't even notice it.

He pulled up the collar of his sweater to wipe his face, shook his head vigorously while lowering his head, "It's nothing."

Li Xingchuan narrowed his eyes and buttoned his button with one hand, "Don't be afraid."

Ling Yi twisted the bloody towel in his hand, and slowly stroked it up and down: "I won't leave tonight, you can't take care of Xiaoshu like this."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Li Xingchuan to express his opinion, he washed his hands and went to the bedroom.Looking back before opening the door, Li Xingchuan was also looking at him.In just such a moment, he felt that Xingchuan's eyes seemed to be different from before, less cold and more warm.

Entering the bedroom, Xiaoshu really didn't sleep, seeing that it was Ling Yi who came in instead of his father, he still showed a bit of disappointment on his face. "Why isn't Dad coming? I heard Dad's voice."

"Little tree, daddy will be here soon, I'll take you to bed first."

He changed Xiaoshu into his pajamas, and hugged him to bed.Xiaoshu begged him to lie down together, "I feel so cold."

"I'm sweating on my back, and I'm still screaming cold."

"Really, uncle, touch Xiaoshu's hand, it's cold." He put his little paw on the back of Ling Yi's hand, and put it on like a show, "Look, isn't it cold?"

Knowing that he was being coquettish, Ling Yi still took off her coat and lay on the bed, gently rubbing his little hands, "What about now?"

"It's much better." He smiled triumphantly, "Uncle, your hands are so warm."

"Yeah," Ling Yi hugged him, as if he had lingering fears in his heart, "You can also hug Dad later."

Xiaoshu nodded in confusion.

Not long after, Li Xingchuan pushed the door open and entered.There was only one bedside lamp on in the bedroom, and his pale face was completely covered up.

As soon as he heard the sound, Xiaoshu got up and rushed towards him with all hands and feet, "Dad!"

Ling Yi quickly grabbed him from behind: "Slow down, take it easy."

From the outside, Li Xingchuan didn't look alike, except for the slight scars on his face.He used his right arm to hug Xiaoshu into his arms as usual, "I heard you lost your temper tonight?"

A son is always afraid of his father, let alone such a strict father.Xiaoshu was as lively as Wu Song just now, but suddenly limp, "No, who said that."

"Really do not have?"

"Really..." Xiao Shu turned around and pointed at Ling Yi hesitantly, "If you don't believe me, ask uncle."

Ling Yi couldn't hold back, and smiled on her pale cheeks.As soon as he looked up, he found that Li Xingchuan's gaze was on his face again, so he couldn't help lowering his head, "It seems not."

"Don't cover him up."

"I do not have……"

Li Xingchuan put the child on the bed, but someone grabbed the hem of his clothes.

"Daddy hug me to sleep, you promised me yesterday."

As soon as he frowned, Ling Yi immediately volunteered: "Uncle, will you hug the little tree to sleep? I will tell you a story tonight."

"No, I want to listen to my father's story. The stories my father tells are interesting." Xiao Shu was still picky, "Uncle's story is too slow."

Ling Yi curled his mouth, and smiled helplessly at Li Xingchuan, "What should I do, or you can lie down for a while."

After speaking, he took the initiative to move to the other side of the wall, leaving more than half of the space for their father and son.Xiao Shu cheered and rolled onto him, occupying the only small pillow with his small head, and then he did not forget to pat the place next to him, "Papa, Papa, come here quickly."

Li Xingchuan lay down on his side.

Ling Yi looked at him restrainedly, like a traveler in a snow mountain guarding a cluster of fire that may be extinguished at any time.With a ridge-like nose, thin lips, and a prominent Adam's apple, it's been a long time since I've seen Xingchuan so closely.

The two of them protected the child in the middle, one on the left and the other on the right, and the room was unbearably warm.Xiaoshu turned his head to look at this, then at that, suddenly giggled, covered his eyes with his hands, leaving only a small gap in the middle.

"doing what?"

Li Xingchuan took one of his hands away, and Xiaoshu quickly covered it again, "Uncle said, uncle said that he should cover his eyes when he sees father and uncle together."

The memory is also too good.

Li Xingchuan looked at Ling Yi, and Ling Yi's cheeks burned up, "No, I... I didn't teach him this... I just taught him the idiom "Do not regard evil..."

It's really getting darker.

Unexpectedly, Li Xingchuan turned off the lamp suddenly, and asked Xiaoshu, "Can you still see it?"

The little tree puffed its mouth: "I can't see it."

"Do you know why?"

"There is no light!"

"Yes." Li Xingchuan taught earnestly, "Remember, you should generally turn off the lights when you encounter something that should not be ignored."

Xiaoshu seems to understand but not understand.

In the darkness, Ling Yi's whole body was hot, and his voice was like a gnat: "How can you teach the child so nonsense?"

Li Xingchuan remained silent.

Xiao Shu yawned and arched to the right, and he pushed him into Ling Yi's arms like a pig.Ling Yi had no choice but to hold the child in his arms, feeling the child curled up tightly like a silkworm chrysalis, with the soles of his feet on his stomach, warm and cool.

"Daddy tells stories..." I was half asleep and half awake and still didn't give up.

Ling Yi couldn't help laughing, "Why don't I just say something."

Unexpectedly, Li Xingchuan was already prepared, took out his phone and started playing the recordings of the past and stories.

What a master at fooling children.

While Ling Yi was dumbfounded, she couldn't help thinking that she had been fooled by him in the past, and felt nostalgic and fond of it.

"You really have been the same for so many years." He whispered like complaining.

Li Xingchuan didn't speak.But his unique voice came out of the electronic equipment, magnetic and calm, making Ling Yi's ears slightly warm.

After a while, Ling Yi carefully said in the background sound of the story: "Xingchuan, it's snowing heavily today."

Li Xingchuan was puzzled: "There is no snow today."

"I'm not talking about that," he lowered his voice, "I'm talking about solar terms, today is the solar term of heavy snow, don't you even read the calendar?"

Li Xingchuan hummed perfunctorily.

"Do you remember the heavy snow that year?" Ling Yi's voice was filled with a faint smile, which melted after a sip, "You lost your temper with me so much, and I still don't know why."

He thought that Li Xingchuan must not remember, so he immediately added: "It was the time when we went back to my house together, do you remember? The pajama pants my mother bought for you were too short, and you refused to wear them at night. That was the time."

Unexpectedly, Li Xingchuan said, "I remember."

"That time you were drunk, I carried you upstairs."

"That's right." Ling Yi was slightly stunned at first, then smiled and nodded, "I threw up that night, the most drunk I've ever been in my life."

At this moment, the sleeping little tree turned over and put his legs on his, which startled him.

Hearing the child's shallow snoring, Li Xingchuan turned off the phone.Ling Yi touched his wrist gently, and wanted to say something.

"Xingchuan, wait a minute..."

Speaking of which, a lot of weird things happened that time.Li Xingchuan was inexplicably angry, and Ling Yi was inexplicably drunk. Not only did he feel dizzy and sick to his stomach when he woke up the next morning, his mouth was unbearably sore and his tongue hurt too.He wanted to ask but was too embarrassed to ask, so he endured it until today to make indirect remarks.

"Why were you angry that time?"

There was silence in the darkness for a long while before Li Xingchuan made a sound.Ling Yi thought he was going to answer her own question, but unexpectedly he asked: "Ling Yi, why did you go back on your word five years ago."

I never expected him to ask this suddenly.Ling Yi slightly opened her eyes wide, her pupils a little out of focus.

"Did someone force you?"

Li Xingchuan looked directly at Ling Yi, who opened his mouth.

He really wanted to answer yes, and wished someone had forced him back then.But the fact is that no one forced him, everything is voluntary.The first and only chance to go far away with Li Xingchuan, in the final analysis, he exchanged it himself, and there was no coercion at all.

Seeing that he was speechless, Li Xingchuan whispered, "Ling Yi, I want you to tell the truth."

Ling Yi opened her eyes and looked at him, floating in the darkness, and heard the phone call back then.

"Xingchuan... I'm sorry... I can't go to the airport. I, I thought about it, but I decided not to leave. If I leave, what will my mother do? Xingchuan, please forgive me, I am my mother's Son, I am my mother's only son, she can't live without me, and I can't live without her. Do you understand?"

Ling Yi shivered, her voice trembling slightly: "Xingchuan, no one is forcing me."

Li Xingchuan lay on the outside without moving.

It was silent for a long time, so long that Ling Yi thought he had fallen asleep, and then heard him say: "Ling Yi, I am also the only son."

Li Xingchuan could recite the contents of that phone call backwards without anyone reminding him.How many nights on the border, in the silent wilderness, he lay on the rocks with his gun pinned, and when he calmed down, he thought about those words.

The moonlight shines, it's all my hometown, but there is no Ling Yi around me anymore.

Half-life parents, he gave up earlier than Ling Yi, and he couldn't turn back.If the flesh and blood of this body had not reached the point of breaking the boat, who would give it up easily?

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