Window 2, Seventh Canteen

Han Jiye looked at Han Zhen, and the first thing he said was: "Don't talk nonsense."

The second sentence is: "Really?"

Han Zhen told Han Jiye what had happened in detail, and it took a long time for Han Jiye to say the third sentence, "Don't tell anyone about this."

Han Zhen knew that this was not a small matter, so she didn't plan to say it at first, but she rushed over to tell Han Jiye just because she was confused for a while, now that she had finished her confession, most of the resentment in her heart had been vented, and she already regretted it, even if Han Jiye didn't mention it, She won't speak out anymore.

Han Zhen looked at Han Jiye with a disturbed expression, "Then, then don't say it."

Han Jiye nodded, "Sit in the room and get you something to eat."

Han Zhen shook her head, "Brother Jiye, what do you think about Xiaoliu? He is my younger brother, I can't watch him jump into the fire pit."

Han Jiye put down the broom in his hand, "He is also my own brother, and I am also anxious, but this matter is not urgent, you have to let me think about it."

In the evening, after sending Han Zhen to the station, Han Jiye returned to his hut, struggled to open the deformed cabinet door, and found a small box among a pile of sundries.

Open it, and inside is a small turtle skeleton.

Han Jiye stared at the skeleton, squatted until his legs were numb before he put the box away, lit a cigarette and walked into the yard.

The pigs in the pen heard the movement and begged for food. Han Jiye walked over and instead of giving them food, he grabbed a handful of fine stones and threw them at them.

The pigskin was thick, and they didn't know it hurt when they were smashed. They just thought they were given food, and several half-sized pigs immediately lowered their heads and started looting, causing mud to splash in the pen.

Han Jiye took a deep breath of white smoke, and suddenly felt that he was no different from these pigs, but lived in a pen that was bigger than them.

Han Zilu was originally a member of this circle, but he ran out, but he was not.

For decades, Han Jiye often recalled that day by the stream. Han Zilu's appearance seemed to be fixed that day. From then on, whenever Han Jiye thought of the youngest brother, the crying child always appeared in front of his eyes. Even though he was so small and weak, he dared to fight against him. Perhaps because of this, he was able to leave this house and live in a free world.

It's just that feng shui took turns, the good son that his father always talked about, the most promising Han Zilu, turned out to be gay. It can be seen that God is fair, and all good things can't fall on one person.

After smoking a cigarette, Han Jiye's mood improved a lot. His complex feelings for his brother drifted away with the smoke, and he finally felt that no matter how far he ran, he still belonged to this pigsty.

They were all sown by the same father, there is no reason why the elder brothers are all grass, only he has become a tree.

This night, Han Jiye was thinking about Han Zilu's problem over and over again, but no matter how much he thought about it, he would forget about it when the sun came out the next day. He still had work to do, and his wife and children. I don't have time to worry about whether the younger brother who has gone out of the house likes tits or dicks.

Unlike Han Jiye, Han Zhen is the elder sister who has been with her day and night for more than ten years, and when she thinks about her younger brother, she is so annoyed that she can't eat.

That day's dinner was rich, Han Qi saw that Han Zhen didn't move her chopsticks, so she put some vegetables in her bowl, and when the chicken wings and short ribs in the bowl piled up into a mountain, Han Zhen suddenly dropped her chopsticks and went back to the house.

Han Qi: "Yo, how did I provoke her?"

Han Tiesheng: "The couple may have quarreled again, don't bother with her, it will be fine tomorrow."

Han Qi didn't think much about it, and just said to save some of Han Zhen's favorite food, so that she wouldn't be hungry in the middle of the night and couldn't find it.

After Han Zhen returned to the house, she first put the child to sleep, then picked up her phone and sent a text message to Han Zilu.

In addition to the daily "have you eaten", "what are you doing", "pay attention to your body" and so on, there is another topic, saying that there is a nice girl, and I want to introduce it to Han Zilu.

After posting, Han Zhen clutched the phone very anxiously.

After a while, Han Zilu came back: [Thank you sister, I'm busy now, I don't want to look for it yet]

Han Zhen thought and thought, and then sent another message: [No matter how busy you are, you can't have time to date, don't hide it from me deliberately, did you have a target and didn't tell your sister? 】

Han Zilu: [Don't worry, I'm fine now, mainly because I don't want to look for it]

Han Zhen: [If you don't want to look for it, what can I do?Everyone wants to get married, sister can help you as a consultant, really, there is a girl, do you meet? 】

Han Zhen waited anxiously after sending the text message, but only waited until Han Zilu sent an emoji.

She looked at the screen repeatedly, always wanting to say something, but writing and deleting, there was really nothing to say, and she could only worry in the end.

For the next few days, Han Zhen pretended to be all about this. After thinking wildly, she finally decided to do something. After all, in her opinion, the only person in this family who could help her brother was her.

After making up her mind, her first thought was to go to the hospital. She had too little contact with homosexuality. The only vague impression was that this kind of problem seemed not absolute. If she put more effort into it, maybe it could be cured.

When she arrived at the registration office of the hospital, Han Zhen repeatedly compared the various items of internal medicine and surgery, but she still didn't know which one to choose, so she finally had to ask the window staff with a blushing face, "Please...excuse me, which department do you want to enroll in?" Her The two words were spoken so softly that I couldn't even hear them.

The staff looked impatient, "Speak up."

Han Zhen hesitated for a long time, finally turned around and ran away.

Running all the way home, she went directly into the hut where she lived with her sister when she was a child. When they grew up, this room became a storage room.

Inside is a large cabinet against the wall, filled with books that Han Qi has sent home over the years for temporary storage.

Han Qi's books are mostly difficult academic works, and no one in the family is interested, but Han Zhen glanced at the titles of the books when cleaning the room, and at this moment she suddenly remembered that there seemed to be written " Homosexuality" is the word.

Han Zhen searched for half an hour, and finally found the book she was looking for from the bottom floor.

The title of the book makes people jump in fear - "Gay Subculture".

Han Zhen firmly believed that Han Qi was spoiled by this evil book, and wanted to go to her to reason after reading it, but when she actually finished reading it, she was completely confused.

Han Zhen pondered at home for a few days, always looking for an opportunity to chat with Han Qi, but there was no chance.

Han Qi's wedding was imminent, and the family was extremely busy, so they dragged on for half a month.

One day half a month later, Han Qi went to confirm the wedding dress with her fiancé and mother Han. Only Han Zhen and Han Tiesheng were at home.

The sky was gloomy, and the air was stuffy and humid, as if summer had entered ahead of schedule. The heavy water vapor made people feel tight in the chest, and at noon, they felt extremely drowsy.

Han Zhen was taking a nap in front of the TV when she heard a loud knock on the door.

Han Zhen frowned and went to open the door. As soon as the door opened, the uncle yelled, "Tell Han Tiesheng to get out!"

In the chaotic afternoon of the Han family, Dali still enjoys the charming tranquility.

Along the Erhai Lake, in a small courtyard with white walls and black tiles, Jiang Wei is in charge of making coffee, Han Zilu is in charge of baking cakes, and Doudou and Erhei are in charge of booking rooms and delivering meals.

Recently, business has been getting better and better. After seeing off Qingming and ushering in May Day, the few of them are busy almost from morning to night. Although they can't say what they are busy with, they can't be free for a moment.

Especially today, a few guests came here for vacation together, playing cards and laughing at the open-air restaurant outside the book bar all night, even after ten o'clock.

Jiang Wei brought over the only dessert left in the refrigerator, and at the same time told them that it was too late, all meals would stop serving, and suggested that they go back to their room to play, so as not to affect other guests' rest.

After the guests left, Jiang Wei closed the glass door of the front desk, and turned off the decorative lights all the way, leaving only a few fixed lights, and went back to his bedroom in a big circle.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Han Zilu on the phone, Jiang Wei walked around him, seeing that he didn't respond, guessing it was an important call, so he squatted aside to tease the captain.

Not long after, Han Zilu's voice came from behind, "Jiang Wei."

Jiang Wei instinctively became nervous, because Han Zilu's tone was unusually serious.

When he turned his head, Han Zilu continued, "I have to go home immediately. My father is sick and is in the hospital now."

Jiang Wei: "Ah? What's wrong? Is it serious? What's wrong?"

Han Zilu just shook his head, "My sister won't say anything, so let me go back as soon as possible." Han Zilu's brows became tighter and tighter, "The more she doesn't say anything, the more worried I am, I'm afraid it's not good."

Jiang Wei pressed Han Zilu's shoulder, "Don't worry, we'll talk about it when we go back."

Han Zilu nodded absently, turned around and was about to leave, but Jiang Wei hurriedly held him back, "It's too late today, why don't we leave early tomorrow morning?"

Han Zilu just shook his head, "Leave me alone, I'll call you when I get home."

Jiang Wei's face was displeased, "I'll definitely go with you, um, let's go now, go to the airport immediately, whichever class you can buy counts."

Han Zilu didn't want Jiang Wei to follow him at first, but now he was full of Han Tiesheng, and he didn't care to stop him, so he let Jiang Wei drive out and drive him through the sleepy alley towards the airport.

There was nothing to say all the way, and after going to the airport to buy everything, Han Zilu's expression eased a little, and he looked at Jiang Wei, "You should go back."

Jiang Wei took Han Zilu's hand into his palm, looked him straight in the eyes, and told him with an attitude that he would definitely go this way.

Han Zilu was silent for a moment, "I still don't know what's going on with my dad. If you come with me, I may not be able to take care of you."

Jiang Wei: "I didn't point at you to take care of me, you just stay with Dad at peace of mind, I'll find a hotel to live in by myself, I'm going to travel, if you have time, come to me, if you don't have time, let's come back together when you're done." .”

Although Han Zilu was a little hesitant, he didn't try to dissuade him any more. He just said, "If anything happens and you can't find me, just call my sister. You have her phone number."

Jiang Wei: "Don't worry, Sister Qi also has my phone number, and I'm such an adult, I can't lose it."

After tossing all night, it was already early morning when the plane landed, and it was almost nine o'clock when we arrived in the town by car, but the sky was drizzling and the sky was as dark as dusk.

Both of them were worried, and they didn't close their eyes all night. Han Zilu looked at the bloodshot eyes of Jiang Wei, and asked the taxi driver to find the nearest hotel to stop.

Before Jiang Wei got out of the car, Han Zilu said: "You have a good rest first, I'm going to the hospital now, I'll see you later, don't worry, it should be fine."

Jiang Wei shook Han Zilu's hand, "It must be fine, go quickly, I will stay here and wait for your news."

The car door opened and closed, and the taxi drove away.

After 10 minutes, Han Zilu arrived at the entrance of the hospital, got out of the car and called Han Qi first.

He was full of panic, his fingers were almost trembling, "Sister, I'm in the hospital, how is Dad?" He was still holding out a glimmer of hope, expecting Han Qi to tell him that he was fine, but Han Qi's tired and trembling voice But all hopes were shattered in an instant.

"You wait, I'll come down right away."

The phone was on, but no one spoke. Han Zilu stood in the corridor holding his phone.

At this time, a flash of lightning pierced the sky, and the light illuminated Han Zilu's shadow on the wall, which was fleeting. Then, the thunder above his head suddenly exploded.

Han Zilu's heart trembled with the thunder, and Han Qi had already run in front of him.

"Liu'er..." Han Qi's eyes were red, and he grabbed Han Zilu's hand, "Dad, it might, it might not work..."

She choked up, and said the sentence several times, but Han Zilu still looked at her as if he didn't understand, and repeated in a whisper: "Is it too bad?"

These words were spinning in his mind, becoming more and more unfamiliar.

Han Qi nodded, covered his mouth tightly, and suppressed tears, "I don't know what's wrong, it's fine when I go out in the morning, but at night..."

Han Zilu grabbed her hand hard, "Take me to see Dad!"