Stand by me

(26)

After returning to school, Nakajima Yuxiang and Yamada Ryosuke called more times to ask for their health. When they saw that the displayed number belonged to the other party, they quickly picked it up. Sometimes people just woke up and sent a voice file. I'm afraid that the reply time will be late, and the other party will have some misunderstandings.Misunderstandings are the most terrible in the world, and they all have lingering fears.

Whenever they fell silent on the phone, not knowing how to proceed with the conversation, they would chat about future travel plans.In spring, I go back to Omotesando, my hometown in Tokyo, to buy clothes. In summer, I go surfing in Hawaii on the other side of the ocean. In autumn, I go to South Korea to eat fried rice cakes and crab rice.The unrealizable two-person trip, this kind of relationship like a perpetual calendar day after day, makes Yuxiang Nakajima feel very sad every time he hangs up his mobile phone.The so-called unbreakable fog in literary films may be due to this indescribable feeling of depression.

In the winter vacation of his junior year, Nakajima Yuxiang got on the plane with a stack of school documents from the University of Paris I. He was elected as an exchange student between the two schools, where he could spend a wonderful senior life.Nakajima Yuxiang originally wanted to tell his family very proudly, but he forgot about it after returning home.Yamada's mother's life is coming to an end, and the hospital has issued a critical illness notice for her.

Dad, Yuxiang Nakajima and Ryosuke Yamada took turns guarding her bed 24 hours a day, not only because they were worried that she would have an accident at any time, but also because they were worried about Ryosuke Yamada's mental state.Because of his mother's critical illness, he was like a tumbler shaking in a storm, exuding a sense of instability.

In the middle of the night, the cold air was getting stronger, Nakajima Yuxiang was sitting by Yamada's mother's bed.She still has the needle of the bottle in her hand, half of the liquid in the bottle has been injected, and a tube to help her breathe is inserted into her slightly upturned nose.Nakajima Yuxiang saw the slowly falling snow hitting the cold window, his breath blurred the glass, leaving traces like tears.

Suddenly, Yamada's mother whimpered like a kitten, her eyelashes fluttered uncomfortably, and she slowly opened her eyes.The first perception was white, which melted into milk-like white, and then turned into night-like black, making her unable to tell whether it was a dream or reality for a moment.

"Auntie, are you awake? The doctor changed your medicine today, do you feel better now?" Yuxiang Nakajima said, looking closely at her bone china face.

Mama Yamada nodded wearily.

Nakajima Yuxiang was afraid that she would fall asleep again, wanted to talk to her a few more words, and worried that talking too much would consume her little energy, so he poured a bowl of shrimp, broccoli and shiitake mushrooms from the thermos The stewed soup said: "Auntie, let me feed you something. I've been hanging the bottle for a day, and my stomach can't take it without eating anything."

Yamada's mother's mouth curled up into a smile, "Is it the 'family portrait' of Chinatown?"

"No, Ryosuke cooked it himself. We'll go there to eat together after your illness is cured."

Mama Yamada only drank three spoonfuls of soup, and Nakajima Yuxiang could feel her trembling every time she held her back.She looked at Nakajima Yuxiang with apologetic eyes, like a little girl who has been criticized by a teacher.

"It's okay, don't eat if you don't want to eat, we will eat later." Yuxiang Nakajima said.

Yamada's mother turned her eyes hard, trying to look around the room, and finally her gaze settled on a photo frame next to the desk lamp. There was a photo of Yamada Ryosuke when he was a child. He was wearing a jersey and shorts, with a "4" printed on his chest ", holding a football tightly in his hand, smiling at the camera showing his eight teeth.

"Ryosuke is here with you during the day, and we persuaded him to go to bed just now." Yuxiang Nakajima noticed her gaze and explained to her, "Auntie, you are worried about Ryosuke." He guessed that she must I am worrying about what I would do without her, Ryosuke.

"I'm not too worried about him." Yamada's mother's voice was as soft as a sigh.

"Because my father is there?" Nakajima Yuxiang also believes that his father will treat Yamada Ryosuke well as always.He is really enthusiastic about the children who like news like himself. What he loves most is the manuscripts written by the students. As soon as people send letters, he rushes to reply. He has no airs of editor-in-chief. All replaced with postage.

"No, because I believe in you. I know, I will not misread the person, because you will always be together." Yamada's mother stretched out her slender arm to him, Nakajima Yuxiang held it blankly, she said : "Yuxiang-kun, I'll leave it to you in the future."

At this time, Dad came into the room to replace him, patted him on the shoulder and motioned him to go to rest quickly.Nakajima Yuxiang didn't have time to respond to her, Yamada's mother smiled at him, and he suddenly felt that her smile was beautiful, reminding him of his noble and sad mother like a white swan.