admire the ordinary

In the end, Mu Fan went out with two glaring wounds. If he ignored the dull pain behind him, he would be in a good mood overall. The late autumn wind was slightly cold, and Mu Fan was breathing wet and cold. The air in the chest is smoother, but the maple tree in the yard, Mu Fan looked at it inexplicably hesitant, and finally turned around and left without getting closer...

Walking to the noisy street, seeing the turbulent flow of people, I couldn't help but feel disgusted in my heart, tried my best to suppress my emotions, and came to the street sign to wait for the bus. After the strange disgust disappeared, Mu Fan watched the people coming and going in front of the stop sign. car, began to think wildly, feeling a little in a trance.

I always heard that if you are hit by a car, you will cross over. Is it true?It would be great if he could cross over to some kind of prince. By then, he would have a lobster in his left hand and a pig's trotter in his right hand. How comfortable he would be every day!It's not like gruel and milk every day, saying that it is to improve the food and then order some green vegetables and tofu, depressing!It’s barely possible to travel to become an emperor, except for being tired, the beauty with the left hand and the right hand is so pleasant, it’s not like being stabbed with a stick every day when you have nothing to do, and when you catch up with men who are in a bad mood, you have to be wheeled. Thinking about it, I feel miserable Extremely.

If... No matter what, it will not be more miserable than it is now... The bright eyes are gradually covered with a gloomy that was not clear at first, and the brain gradually loses control.

I don't know when it started, but something in Mu Fan's brain issued an order, and he couldn't help but want to walk on the continuous highway, and a voice yelled frantically: "Go over, then everything will end... Since you are alive It's so painful, it's good to die, why don't you die quickly...

"..." Just when he was about to lose control of his body, a malicious face suddenly broke into his brain.

"Mu Fan, don't you want to take one last look at him?"

"Maybe if one day I'm in a good mood, I can let him come back, don't you want that day?"

"For such a small luxury, you have to live, don't you?"

"..."

"Woo..." What's going on, why did he recall these intentionally repressed thoughts, and felt that he was abnormal, Mu Fan desperately controlled his brain, bit his tiger's mouth hard, panting He didn't let go of the smell of blood.

Don't think about it, don't think about it, you can't go on like this!

dead okReally dead, okay? ...if...if he ever comes back, if he does come back...

Gradually, the salty taste in his mouth became clearer and clearer, and his sluggish brain returned to normal. Mu Fan took a deep breath, opened his mouth and let go of his bruised hands.

When Mu Fan's consciousness was fighting against his own brain, his face was only a little paler, his eyes were slightly dull, and he generally didn't attract too many people's attention.So when Mu Fan regained his clarity, except for his pale face and slightly dull eyes, he generally didn't attract too many people's attention.So when Mu Fan regained his composure, apart from feeling depressed when he saw a man abandoning himself because of the bus he was going to do, no one knew that this seemingly sunny man wanted to commit suicide just now...

Suddenly something tugged at his trouser legs, Mu Fan couldn't help but look down, and saw a very cute little boy, with big eyes blinking, and those wet eyes on his red face were facing him, very cute up.When Mu Fan treats cute things, he always has no way to show indifference, just like he can never handle Lulu.Mu Fan put on a big smile and looked down at the child.

"Brother, have you met a bad guy?"

"what!?"

Confused for a while, he understood what Xiao Zhengtai meant in an instant, touched his neck, Mu Fan smiled, his eyes narrowed into the shape of crescent moons.

"Yeah, brother met the blood-sucking monster, are you afraid?" Mu Fan squatted down, and when he squatted, he touched the wound behind him. Mu Fan closed his eyes, and then opened them still with thick smile.

"Of course I'm not afraid, brother, don't be afraid either, I..."

When the young woman with the child heard their conversation, the smile on her face could not be concealed. Just about to say something, she saw the scar on Mu Fan's neck in a blink of an eye, her eyes were astonished, and after looking up and down, It turned into deep disgust, and the sharp disgust made Mu Fan at a loss for a while.

"Baby, go!" the young woman snapped.

"But, brother..." the boy said aggrievedly.

"But what is it! Say I won't buy you Transformers..."

"But……"

"But what is it!" the woman began to pull her child as she said.

"But I like my brother very much, even more than Transformers..."

Deja vu words sounded in Mu Fan's ears, like a huge wave surging in his heart. When he stood up suddenly, his brain went black for a while due to insufficient blood supply to the brain, and he staggered to hold on to the bus stop sign to stabilize his figure.I don't know how long it took for the roaring in my ears to disappear completely.

But the lovely child just now was gone, staring blankly at the far away figure, Mu Fan felt a little cold, shivered a little, it is already late autumn, it really is a little less clothes.The corners of his mouth curled up and he smiled. Sure enough, he should go buy a scarf. It's not that he cares about other people's eyes, but that he doesn't want so many people to think that he is selling it when they see him.

How much is a scarf?Probably... Mu Fan touched the mold pocket again, hehe, probably two yuan is not enough.

Since the last escape was revealed, those two people have strictly controlled his expenses, and never gave him a penny more than necessary...

Mu Fan looked at the name tags on his body, who would have thought that he was a pauper who only had one in his pocket... Thinking of last night when he lay under that strong man with tears in his eyes, moaning and pleading, in exchange for a dollar to go by himself today The opportunity to visit my mother by bus is worth it no matter what I think!I really don’t know how lucky I am to be able to come out to get some fresh air. It’s really aggrieved to live under the low pressure of two people all the time... Anyway, what about the scarf... There are only a few clothes that can be worn at home, even underwear None, where did you get the scarf?

Mu Fan was still thinking about this question while sitting on the bus, he was still thinking about this question when he arrived at the entrance of the hospital, he was still thinking about this question when he walked to the door of the ward, and he was wandering in the corridor of the hospital scratching his hair in frustration. The meaning of the two men is clearly embarrassing him.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way..." A panicked voice sounded beside him, and it was only at this moment that Mu Fan realized that he had unknowingly walked to the door of the emergency room.

Quickly turned sideways to save the position of the emergency cart, his eyes inadvertently glanced at the patient with bruises all over his body...

After doing all the pretense, Mu Fan finally pushed open the long-lost door. Seeing the lonely and sleepy person on the bed, he felt a little stuck. Since his father left, only his mother was left alone. He just saw the other ward The elderly in the hospital are all served by their children, and looking at the empty ward of their mother, they feel even more uncomfortable.

"Mom..." Mu Fan called softly.

The old man on the bed didn't sleep well, and she opened her eyes when she called out. When she opened her eyes and saw the person next to the bed, she seemed a little surprised, and then immediately regained her composure.

"I didn't expect to see you before I died." The first thing he said was a needle, and Mu Fan couldn't speak.

"Mom... I really have something to do recently, I..." Mu Fan was eager to explain but couldn't open his mouth, he could only condense his words into a sorry sentence: "Mom, I'm sorry..."

When Mu Fan was at a loss, the old man on the hospital bed smiled: "Okay, I won't play childish temper anymore, it's rare that you can come..." Warm hand held over, but Mu Fan was stunned, That withered and warm hand made Mu Fan's nasal cavity sore.

"I know I'm dying, hehe, I have been sharp and mean for so many years, but in the end, I don't want to be like this, at least, I want my son to remember that his mother can also be gentle..."

"Mom..." Mu Fan's eyes were a little blurry.

"I won't be able to look at you from now on. Take care of yourself and remember to keep in touch with your friends. Originally, you were the best student when you were young. I always thought that my Xiaofan should be the most promising. I didn't expect... I didn't expect... Back then ...cough cough..." The old man's breath was unstable: "cough cough... you really shouldn't do that, you have blocked any escape route..." "cough..."

"Mom, it's not your fault at all, don't say it... It's all over, don't you think I'm doing well now?" Mu Fan patted the old man on the back, suppressing the sour smile in his eyes say.

When Mu Fan moved, he accidentally rubbed against the wound on his neck, and a little bright color stained his collar red. At first, the old man just put all his concern on that slightly pale face, but now he calmed down and saw Mu Fan Extensive abrasion marks on the neck.

"How is this going?"

"Oh, this..." Mu Fan smiled: "I bought a poor-quality scarf a few days ago, and I was allergic to wrapping it up. After scratching it, it became like this, but it's all right now, I've already taken medicine."

"Be careful, have you gone to see a doctor? How could it be so serious... How can you still be like this after taking medicine? You child doesn't know how to take care of yourself..."

Mu Fan kept listening to his mother's nagging, smiling. He forgot how long he hadn't heard such a sincere voice. A little firelight could deeply warm his heart.

……

"Xiao Jing still hates me, no matter whether he hates me or not, he is now a prosperous man, so he should help you a bit. You two were so good back then, after all, you are brothers... You can just flatter me..."

"..." I don't know when to change the topic, Mu Fan listened to his mother's words, and nodded with a wry smile. Some things are better never let those who care about him know, otherwise he really doesn't know how to face them The only relative in this life.

"There is also that child named Lin Xiangyu..." Mu Fan shivered subconsciously when he mentioned this name: "It's the one called Lu Yunzhong now... Aren't you guys on good terms? From now on... let him help you too..." Mu Fan Fan smiled even harder.

Seeing that Mu Fan was reluctant to mention these two people, the old man changed the subject after a few sentences. Mu Fan listened to his mother talking a lot about trivial matters, but he still listened carefully. In the end, the old man His voice was a little hoarse.

"Mom, are you tired? Take a break."

"No, once you close your eyes, you're gone again..."

"If you're tired, take a good rest. It's not like I won't be back."

The old man took a deep look at Mu Fan, nodded and closed his eyes.Mu Fan looked at his mother's thin and out-of-shape face, and sat silently. The sky changed from bright to bright red, and the setting sun hung in the sky, tainting the atmosphere of the city in the evening.Until two people who looked like bodyguards came in from the door.

"Mr. Mu, it's time to go..."

"Mom, I'm leaving..." Without looking at the two people at the door, Mu Fan gently tucked in the quilt, his movements as light as a gust of wind.

What Mu Fan didn't know was that when the door opened, the old man on the bed opened his eyes, and his aging eyes watched him push the door and go out without moving.