Epigenetic

Lou Mingyue who was woken up finally opened his eyes, listened to a few words in a daze, and got up to pour water.

The boy on the other side seemed to have noticed the movement, and ignored the female voice on the phone who was still talking softly, indifferently buckled the phone and threw it aside.

Lou Mingyue met his gaze again. There was only a little light in the dark surroundings. It was the dim light from the sleepless people downstairs. It didn't shine into the room, but it seemed to be reflected in the eyes of the boy opposite. Inside, under the swollen eyelids, in the narrow slit, is full of deep cold, decadent, gloomy, and lifeless.

During the day, he thought that the boy was so depressed due to his physical discomfort and serious injury. At this moment, Lou Mingyue suddenly found that he seemed to be sad, which made the whole person fall into a kind of melancholy, and even lost his sense of life. interest.

Although Lou Mingyue was frail since childhood and his parents died early, he lived for 17 years. Because of the care and love of his family and friends, he was surrounded by all kinds of kind and warm care every day. This love gave him sunshine and courage, even if he was ten years old. When he was [-] years old, due to astrocytoma, he had to put his favorite music on hold and choose to receive treatment temporarily, but in the past seven years, Lou Mingyue has not flinched or hesitated at all.

So, for the first time in his life, he faced the real sadness and despair of another person.

why?Did something happen to him?What hurdles is there in his world that he can't get past?

The little prince living in the Golden Tower is still ignorant of the cruelty and desolation of the world.

But the boy didn't give Lou Mingyue a chance to explore him, and soon turned his eyes away, and collapsed back on the bed, as if dying again.

After drinking water, Lou Mingyue also continued to sleep, but her body regained some strength and lost the fatigue just now, and finally realized the shabby and poor environment she was in.

The pillows were too high, the bed boards were too hard, the bedding was stuffy and airtight, and there was still a mildew smell wafting around in the room, which made it difficult for him to fall asleep.

During the day, everything here is interesting, but now, Lou Mingyue misses her family and her brother.

Realizing that he seemed to have feelings of regret, Lou Mingyue immediately blocked it coldly and reflected on it. When he came out, he had made a plan. He couldn't give up because of this difficulty. It was so easy for him to live like a normal person. He promised I have to see more of this different world and experience a different life.

While thinking wildly, he managed to fall asleep with great difficulty, but was pulled back to his thoughts by a click.

what sound?

right in the room!

Lou Mingyue widened her eyes, looked around the room nervously, took a picture with her phone, and found that the paper cup that had just been drunk and placed on the table had been poured down?

Yes, did you let yourself go wrong?Or... a mouse?

Lou Mingyue suddenly felt a chill down her spine, and felt like someone was staring at her nearby, as if she was not the only one in the dark room.

He hurriedly looked at the opposite window, and saw that the boy was still lying on the spot, as if he had fallen asleep.Lou Mingyue felt that she was overthinking again, and then looked at the water glass, and put her hand by the open window, it really felt cool, it seems that the wind blows the glass down just now?

Lou Mingyue relieved herself and fell down again, but she still couldn't help wrapping herself tightly with the quilt, so she didn't dare to breathe no matter how stuffy she was.

The first night in M ​​City was really tormenting. When she woke up in the morning, Lou Mingyue looked sleepy and her eyes were red. Ding Ping, who came to bring him breakfast, knew that he was restless.

It was inevitable that she tried to persuade her with good words, but Lou Mingyue naturally rejected her.

"Brother Ding," Lou Mingyue said, "I want to live in a good house and eat good food, why do I still go out?" Apparently young people are forgetful, and they forget their homesickness in the middle of the night.

Perhaps Ding Ping was also slandering why he came out, but the other party stopped talking, so Lou Mingyue didn't argue with him.

Ding Ping’s breakfast is good. Beef sausage powder and crystal dumplings are specially packed by him from the teahouse. It is a pure local taste, because it is light and not greasy. Lou Mingyue likes it very much, and it is also a good supplement for him who lacks sleep. physical strength.

While eating, I heard Ding Ping ask where he planned to go for a walk, Lou Mingyue asked: "What's so interesting in M ​​City?"

Ding Ping said: "Our place is remote, and there are almost no scenic spots developed except for watching the sea. But next week will be the New Year's Eve, which is very lively."

Lou Mingyue never heard of it: "It's almost March now, why is it still Chinese New Year?"

Ding Ping: "It's our custom. It's busier than New Year's Eve. It's a big scene from village to village. I just don't know if you'd like to watch it."

Lou Mingyue nodded: "Of course I am willing."

Ding Ping told him some local customs and habits, and when he saw Lou Mingyue's drooping eyelids, he knew that he was tired, so he said goodbye thoughtfully and let him rest again.

Lou Mingyue didn't sleep, but instead took the guitar that was placed by the wall.

During this trip, he did not bring a musical instrument, but when he was waiting for the plane, he found a very small musical instrument shop at the airport. Although Lou Mingyue is familiar with this technique, but her hands were itchy, she still bought a classical guitar, a very common style, but with it as her companion, Lou Mingyue felt that the journey was complete.

Facts have proved that music is indispensable in his world, and when his fingers touch the strings, his fatigue is instantly swept away.

After flicking a song, she remembered that there was another patient on the opposite side. She was worried that this boy who seemed to have a bad temper would find it annoying. disgusted.

Lou Mingyue was relieved now, let go and bounced.The six strings are intertwined under his nimble fingers. There is no specific beginning and end, and it counts wherever it is played, but every note is freedom, persistence, expectation, future, and a long and clear song of love.

Halfway through the flick, he met the boy's eyes that he didn't know when to look at, and there seemed to be faint waves in the dead pupils, like doubts, but also like bewilderment.

Lou Mingyue didn't stop, holding the guitar, sitting there, slightly raised the corners of her mouth, showing a friendly smile to a stranger once in a thousand years.

As if to say, look, the sky will be clear, life has hope, nothing is more remarkable than being alive...

Lou Mingyue played the piano all afternoon, and the person opposite him also lay down all afternoon, but when he went out after taking a shower in the evening, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the boy had also gotten up, half leaning against the wall, holding an old handheld as if typing. Although the game did not go to the ground, at least this person is not half dead.

They met by chance, Lou Mingyue was quite happy to see this.

It's just that the man still turned a deaf ear to his cell phone, which had been making noise since the afternoon, and didn't answer it or hang it up, letting it ring, as if deliberately hanging on to the person on the other side of the phone.

The people over there are so patient, they still persevere after being ignored like this.

At this time, the knock on the door reappeared, but it stopped after only a single slam, and was replaced by the sound of the key unlocking.The next moment, Lou Mingyue saw another man enter the opposite side.

Although he was also tall and strong, he was not comparable to the weather-beaten Foreman Wu.

The man was dressed in overalls, with a straight body, sword eyebrows and starry eyes. Not to mention that he was different from the people in M ​​City, he was outstanding even in U City. He was not extravagant, but fierce.

The man strode into the door, the first thing he did was to pull the head of the person on the bed to see.He didn't give up when he got resistance, but started to curse.

"You kid is capable. Do you really feel that you are so stubborn that you can heal yourself if you open your mind, right? Or do you plan to extort a huge amount of compensation from your grandfather so that you can spend the rest of your life without worrying about food and clothing? You take it as soon as possible." Thoughts, go to the hospital with me, don't let me carry the body back for you outside the fucking world!"

His tone was particularly bad, not like visiting a patient, but like catching a prisoner.However, the one on the bed is not easy to mess with. When a man treats him violently, he fights back in the same way. Therefore, Lou Mingyue, who took this book and planned to spend his second beautiful night peacefully, saw the two people opposite him unexpectedly. ... started a fight? !

He thought that the boy who was seriously injured and only breathed a sigh of relief was surprisingly strong, with fists and feet beating, and his movements were extremely flexible.And that man's ability is not small, he hugged and dragged, fighting him evenly.For a while, the barren furniture in the house suffered more and more, like a typhoon passing through, and the ground was in a mess.

The huge movement naturally caused the neighbors to protest: "Shut up the noise! ​​Don't sleep!" Just as he finished speaking, he was overwhelmed by the overwhelming sound of mahjong and TV downstairs.

Suddenly regaining consciousness, Lou Mingyue was shocked again, hesitating whether she should make a call, if she wanted to call, should she dial 120 or 110?

Fortunately, the next moment, the man seemed to finally realize that the person fighting him was still a wounded person.He loosened his strength first, lying on the ground and yelling: "F*ck%&... You fucking are serious with me, you want to beat your uncle to death, right?!"

Then he rolled his eyes helplessly like a Sichuan opera change of face: "Okay, okay, I know that evil white-haired boy came to you on purpose two days ago, if you have something wrong, he can't just Then go back. Now that I have experienced your strength, you are as strong as a cow, and you know that you will not die."

After a day and a night, the boy finally said the second sentence, his voice was still gloomy and irritable, exactly the same as the man in front of him: "You can get out."

"Get out, get out now, you are a goddamn old man who wants to come to see you, and there are so many projects waiting for me." The uncle was still cursing.

It's just that when he heard the persistent phone call again, he patted the ashes-covered man who was about to leave and paused again, picking up the phone before the boy with sharp eyesight and quick hands.

As soon as he saw the call, his expression that was just annoyed just now turned fierce, it was real anger.

Instead of ignoring him, he answered the phone and played it on speakerphone.

"Hello." That nice female voice from last night sounded again, "Xiaoliang, I'm mother. The family sent someone to pick you up today, but the people at the construction site said you had a head injury, so you asked for leave?"

"Oh, my mother told you a long time ago that you should take classes and study hard outside, don't keep crowding with your uncle's bosses, and always run around on the construction site. Now look, what will you do in the future if you lose your appearance? , even your grandfather knows about it."

In the middle of the conversation, a man picked it up again, his tone was not as gentle as a woman's, and he seemed a little distant and indifferent.

"Hey, Xiao Liang, where are you now? My people have already arrived in M ​​city, why don't you see them, don't you want to come back?"

His question seemed to make the man on the other end of the phone laugh, and this contemptuous movement also made the phone stop.

The other side asked: "Who are you?"

The man sneered: "I am your grandfather!"

The man on the other side seemed to be very familiar with his crazy tone: "Bai, Bailu?"

Bai Lu was very puzzled: "Did your family all grow up eating your own shit? You feel too good about yourself. Back then, you just relied on a single fortune-telling saying that Xiaoliang would beat your whole family before, so you just killed him." Throwing it so far away, even taking my sister to marry her, I was so confused by you wimpy wretch, now I say go back? Do you really think that you are some kind of treasure land? Our Bai family made their fortune as thugs, a family of rough people with no culture, But no matter what, it's better than you people with faces and dogs! Who the hell cares about the garbage in your house! Go back and tell your old man, how he made a comeback, why is he guilty? Why is he superstitious? Why are you so afraid of small things? Cool? We know all about it. If your ancestors are richer than you really are, you are a wealthy and famous family? Not the same is something that can’t be put on the table! I hate your [-]th generation ancestors with the surname Yan!"

After Bai Lu finished scolding Xiangyou, he was very puzzled, and then handed the phone to his nephew, signaling with his eyes that he had something to say to his dear parents.

The boy glanced over slowly, different from his uncle's resentment, he showed complete lack of sadness and joy, as if he didn't even bother to look at the person on the phone.

After a while, he said again: "Get lost."