blue marshmallow

At this moment, a pair of blue and white sneakers stopped in my line of sight. I raised my head and looked at its owner. Xiao Rui was staring at me with wide-open eyes. His eyes were distracted and tired. I smiled and patted him. He patted the seat next to him, he was stunned for a while and slowly sat beside me.

"Is everything done?"

"Um,"

"Tell me, what's going on with your mother." I pretended to be nonchalant and looked at the opposite wall. The flow of people passing by in the corridor interrupted my gaze from time to time, leaving behind sections with different images.

I couldn't hear his answer for a long time, so I looked back and turned to look at him, and I was stunned for a moment.

He didn't know when tears were streaming down his face, his head was leaning back weakly against the white wall behind him, making his face paler, his eyes staring blankly at the front, at that moment he was so helpless and hesitant, I I can't help but put my arms around his shoulders and let him lean on me, "Xiao Rui, your mother will be fine, now that the medical skills are so advanced, she will be fine."

Unexpectedly, when he heard what I said, he started to sob, his shoulders shook violently, and his throat was choked with depression. I wiped it, and I really wanted to slap myself.

For a moment I really didn't know what to say, it would be safer to shut up, so I hugged him tightly and told him through body language that no matter how much suffering I encountered, I would be with him.

Gradually his mood calmed down a bit, and he turned to face me, "Brother Xiang, I can't live without my mother, no matter what, I can't lose her." His firm gaze burned my heart, "Xiao Rui, don't worry, You won't lose her," was all I could reassure him.

"Brother Xiang, I'll tell you my story, are you willing to listen?" I raised my hand to wipe away his tears and nodded.

"My family lives in a very remote mountain village. People in the village only know how to farm, chop firewood and herd sheep all their lives. Few people send their children to study. One is because the family is poor and has no money, and the other is because the nearest school is far from our village. Both are more than 100 kilometers, and they are all rugged mountain roads. Not to mention the high cost of living in school, even sending children to school is very hard and troublesome. Adults and children have to walk in the mountains for three days and two nights, plus The adults have to take the time to come back, which will delay a lot of farm work. People in the mountains depend on the sky for their food. If the land is not watered for a day, the seedlings will die, and if the sheep are not herded for a day, the livestock will be starved, so the people in the village are fine. culture, but they are all kind and simple,” I listened quietly, he was immersed in the obsessive memories of the past.

"I remember when I was six years old, I ran home from playing like a mud monkey for a day, only to hear my mother and father arguing fiercely. He passed away before I was born. At that time, my parents both went to work in the fields. I was brought up by my grandma. Sometimes she tied me on her back and carried me to the mountains to herd sheep. My relationship with my grandma was very good. "The corner of his mouth curled up, and I was a little fascinated by it.

"At that time, I was still foolishly opening the lid of the pot to look for something to eat, completely ignoring why my parents were arguing, and my grandma slapped my muddy hands away, saying that the bastard had made it dirty all day long and should be sent out to be treated. After receiving education, I later found out that they were arguing over whether to send me to study or not. My mother wanted me to study so that I could have a future and leave this poor mountain valley. It takes money to study to support the family. One hundred people disagree, because my mother never conceived a child and a half daughter after giving birth to me. My father often beat and scolded my mother for this. I was young, Men from other families also often beat and scold women, so I think it's a very common thing," his voice gradually lowered, and his head drooped slightly, I patted his shoulder lightly to comfort him.

"Later, my grandma made the final decision to let me go to school. It was useless for my dad to object any more. My grandma was the oldest, so I left home to study in a distant place when I was six years old. The journey to school for the first time, I will never forget it in my life. It was the rainy season at that time. Several days of continuous rain washed away the unrecognizable mountain roads, and there would be mudslides and landslides from time to time. The adults worried and feared me at that time. I can’t understand it, but I’m excited to ask my dad when we can go out every day. The place I’m going to has infinite appeal to me, and I can’t wait to leave home to welcome the new world. My dad always Touching my head, looking at the rain falling outside the window, sighing softly, until the start of school was imminent, he frowned, took the dry food and bedding prepared by my mother, put on a raincoat and took me out, we are in the mountains After walking for four days, because the road was really difficult, we went around a big circle. I was terrified when I encountered several mudslides and landslides on the road, and my father’s silence all the way made me feel an inexplicable fear. When I was in the mountains, if I was lucky, I could find a cave. If I was unlucky, I would build a hut with branches and leaves. My father always hugged me in his arms to prevent me from catching cold. When he sent me to the school gate, he helped me. I straightened my clothes, patted my head and told me to study hard, and then turned around and left. I kept watching his back slowly disappear and walked into the school. At that time, I didn’t know why I thought so Watching him walk away, I didn't know until the end of the first semester, maybe I had a premonition at that time, I will never see him again." I tilted my head and dared not look at him, afraid that he would see my eyes full of tears , for fear of causing him deeper grief.