Long Island High School

Song Jing spent a weekend ignorant of worldly affairs, and was so sweet that she got tired of it.I didn't know until I went to work on Monday that a major accident occurred when a certain section of Metro Line [-] was officially opened for trial operation.

At that time, various media and TV stations were broadcasting live broadcasts. The internal construction of the subway fully fit the cultural characteristics of S City. There was a huge relief sculpture of the life of S City people similar to the "Surfing the River During the Qingming Festival". It was announced by He Jiaqi that the city's leaders and subway construction Accompanied by the person in charge and others, there were also leaders sent to inspect at that time. A group of people sat in the car for a while and listened to the work report.

Outside, experts in the cultural field were invited, and the reporter was interviewing a university professor and a senior expert in a certain cultural field, talking about how lifelike the reliefs were, how the cultural heritage was passed on and protected, and so on.Many people surrounded him and listened to his speech...

It was the time of collective celebration and celebration of the opening of the subway. The subway track suddenly failed. The driver made an emergency stop, and the middle car fell off. It still slid hundreds of meters on the uphill road, and then reversed and collided with the rear car, causing an explosion and injuring passengers. .

For a moment, everyone watching the live broadcast exploded.

People in the carriage rushed out one after another. Fortunately, there were not many passengers, and they all ran to both ends of the carriage. Only a few people were injured.But they were overly frightened and ran around like headless chickens, and the scene was in chaos.

The faces of the leaders who had just celebrated the opening of the traffic turned green.The old leader who came to inspect, He Jiaqi's old teacher, left on the spot.He Jiaqi was by his side with a pale face. Reporters flocked to report the accident.

On Sunday, the day after the subway incident, people started to fall.One after another, the government's notifications were all from people who had taken over the construction of the subway and were closely related to the He family's circle of interests.

It was like a tear was opened, and this huge animal body was no longer indestructible.The flies parasitic on the animal's body died first, then the fur rotted, the limbs disintegrated, and then the heart, slowly, slowly died.

He Jiaqi began to panic, his job was suspended and he was at home awaiting investigation.For the first time ever, he almost lost contact with the outside world.His teachers, classmates, and old friends, his interest body does not know when it will start to disintegrate.Before the verdict was reached, they were about to abandon him.

He made a few phone calls, all very polite, but to no avail.The He family letter never came out, and He Yu ran around, losing his temper at Huizhen.

When I was anxious at home, He Wenzhou came.

It was early Monday morning, and the weather was cold. When He Wenzhou entered, he found that the house was quite empty.

There was no sound in the room.

The day before, He Jiaqi was in a hurry, rolled down the stairs and broke her leg.He went to the hospital for treatment that night, and when he came back in the morning, he found that the house was under surveillance.

He Jiaqi lost her temper and scolded those ungrateful, treacherous and treacherous people.Huizhen listened silently, hiding in the corner and not coming out.He was even angrier. When He Wenzhou came in, he was just finishing his round of losing his temper.

He Wenzhou was wearing a suit, came in without doing anything, and just sat down on the sofa opposite.

He Jiaqi looked at him angrily.

He Wenzhou took out his lighter and lit a cigarette.

The more He Jiaqi looked at it, the angrier she became: "Didn't I tell you not to smoke here!"

"Is it?"

He Wenzhou exhaled a circle of smoke and flicked the ash: "I forgot."

"What are you doing here?"

"I'll take a look."

He Jiaqi said angrily: "You shouldn't come to see me at this time, you should go out and clarify the matter to me! Who is messing with me behind the scenes! This is a conspiracy!"

It was interesting for He Wenzhou to watch his dad get angry, because his dad didn't get angry often.He felt that his face was very fresh, and he wanted to appreciate it.

He Wenzhou said: "No, I just came to see you."

"You unfilial son, get out!"

He Jiaqi brushed all the kiln-made tea sets off the table.He had a plaster cast on his leg, and he couldn't move without anyone moving him.He screamed for Huizhen, and Huizhen came out in a hurry, seeing He Wenzhou admiring everything about He Jiaqi with great interest, she didn't dare to go forward.

"What are you afraid of him doing! Come and push me!"

He Wenzhou sat here with a cigarette in his hand after admiring the show, and then left.

The next day, He Wenzhou came again and started to watch him eat.

He Jiaqi was eating a piece of scallion pancake and a cup of soy milk.He is getting old, and he has been hit repeatedly, but he is unambiguous in eating.He ate three pieces of scallion pancakes in one go, and dipped them in sauce with scallions. He devoured them hungrily, waving his hands, and licked the sauce on the side with his fingers after cleaning the plate.

He Wenzhou saw the new scenery again, and asked him, "Are you panicking after eating so much?"

After He Jiaqi finished drinking the cup of soy milk, she wiped her mouth, grabbed the empty cup and threw it over: "Get out!"

Unfilial son, not going out to do errands and came to watch his father joke.

He Wenzhou said: "Don't be angry, the days will be long in the future."

He Jiaqi endured it, and began to tell him about her plan. He chattered for a while, and when he was done talking, he looked up and found that He Wenzhou was still looking at him.

When he came, he didn't do anything, just moved a chair and sat there to watch him.

"What are you looking at?!"

He finally sensed something was wrong.He Wenzhou smiled gently, but his eyes were cold. He looked at him so coldly, as a father, he couldn't stand it.

He Wenzhou said: "I'll come and see you."

He Jiaqi looked at him with a distorted face, about to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

After that, He Wenzhou came to see him every day.Not staying long, but not leaving either.Come, just to "see" him.His excitement, coldness, and the way he looked at him with interest made He Jiaqi gradually go crazy.

When he loses his temper, makes trouble, and hits things, He Wenzhou is watching from the sidelines.The crazier he was, the more interesting he was to watch.

On the fourth day, He Wenzhou came again.

As soon as He Jiaqi saw him coming from the window, she started calling, hoarsely telling Huizhen to lock the door, and pushing him to the study, go!

However, He Wenzhou had the key, so he opened the door and went into the study.He Jiaqi hid behind the curtain and shivered.He has already realized that He Wenzhou won't help him, this villain, it's against the sky!Betray him at this time and watch him laugh!

He's sick, he's crazy!If he wasn't sick, why would he "look" at him with relish, that kind of "look" would make his scalp tingle.

He was a little aware in his heart that he was sorry for their mother and son at the beginning, but he never treated him badly. He also paved the way for him, trained him, and called him to make up for it.

This wolf cub, this unfilial son!

He Jiaqi showed a pair of old eyes from behind the curtains, and He Wenzhou was wearing a neat suit, and touched the dust on the desk.

"You know, I hate the color of the curtains the most?"

"Ok?"

He Jiaqi wrapped herself in curtains.

He Wenzhou caressed the desk and sofa in the study, the pen on the desk, and an inkstone that had been used for a long time.He got ink in it as a kid and scribbled on his dad's papers.His father never loses his temper. He took the documents graffitied by his son to work and was laughed at by his colleagues.

"What I hate the most is the beige color of the curtains, it makes me sick!"

He Wenzhou tore off the curtains.

He Jiaqi yelled hoarsely: "Killed, killed!"

He Wenzhou smiled at his father: "I like reddish brown, the color my mother chose. When I was a child, I sneaked in. There was no one here, and the curtains were drawn on all sides. I hid behind with a comic book and opened a small slit. There is a cloud of red mist inside. It is very beautiful, Dad, have you seen it?"

He Jiaqi fell from the wheelchair and desperately called, "Come here, come here..."

He Wenzhou sniffled and made an aggrieved expression.

"It's a pity it's beige. It's like paste in here. It's so stuffy that I can't breathe. I can't breathe, Dad."

He Jiaqi covered his ears, he couldn't breathe, so he stopped listening.

"Mom is gone, grandpa is dead, daddy, you don't want me anymore. I'm alone and scared. Dad, didn't you promise to live with me when you were in the bathing center? You can't talk talk."

He Wenzhou looked at his father prostrating on the ground, and whispered in his ear, "I'll move here and live with you, okay?"

He Jiaqi yelled like crazy, but no matter how much he yelled, no one came up.

He Wenzhou decided to live in the He Mansion in this way, and he began to send people to decorate, change the curtains, change the furniture, remove the floor, and repaint the stair railing to its original color.Since the accident, the sparsely populated He Mansion has become bustling again, every day the house is tinkling for renovations, workers come in and out, and the bed in the master bedroom has been changed several times before it returned to its original appearance.The study room, living room, bedroom, kitchen, stairs... including the nanny's room, have all been replaced with their original appearance.He Jiaqi was so disturbed by the decorators that he couldn't sleep, couldn't eat, and had to live in such a gloomy red-brown house, he was going crazy.

Everywhere you look, there are all the traces of the original life, all the old houses in memory.

As if the memories of his previous life suddenly flooded into his mind, he was gasping for breath, wanting to suffocate to death in this reddish brown.He hated Zhou Wen, hated everything Zhou Wen brought, and he seemed to have returned to the nightmare days of being suppressed by Zhou Wen.He bowed his knees, tolerated everything, and was still picked on and insulted by her, quarreling and complaining every now and then.

He was crushed to death by the reddish brown, and he hid under the bed.He wanted to hide in it a long time ago, and he refused to come out for life or death.

I don't know how many days, He Wenzhou told him that He Jiashu committed suicide once in the detention center, and He Yu ran away.He Jiaqi was trembling under the bed, and He Wenzhou gently pulled him: "Dad, the bed is dirty."

He Jiaqi murmured: "Where is Huizhen, Huizhen?"

He Wenzhou said: "That bitch came to beg me yesterday, she begged me so pitifully, of course I can't let my father's woman suffer, so I gave her the money, and she ran away with the little bitch."

He Jiaqi's eyes widened, looking at the smiling He Wenzhou.

He Wenzhou took his arm: "Dad, come out, it's not my fault, you gave them the passports they can leave at any time."

He Jiaqi felt cold all over: "You are taking revenge on me."

He Wenzhou dragged him out like a dead dog, and wiped his face with a towel: "I hate that you don't like to be clean."

"It's you, it's you, right?!"

He suddenly understood!What kind of conspiracy, what kind of betrayal, the bad seed buried beside him is his own son!

He Wenzhou threw the towel to him: "Wipe your face clean."

He Jiaqi said: "Is Huang Quan yours?"

People who are not him, how could they leave as soon as they say they want to, and show up as soon as they say they appear!

"I told you to wipe your face clean."

"You got your second uncle in, you bastard! What have you done? Are you crazy!"

He Wenzhou dragged him and pressed him into the water basin.Struggling in the water, He Wenzhou took him out and wiped his face clean: "It will be clean this way, sleep well, Dad."

He Jiaqi screamed and roared angrily.He gave birth to a monster!

He Wenzhou doesn't live here at night, and there is no floor heating in winter, and all the aunts in the family are sent away by him.He spends a lot of time here during the day, but just looks at him and does nothing.He Jiaqi could only move and cook by herself, burying her head in eating.He was watching from the side, and He Jiaqi ate too much.Later, the stock at home was not much, and He Wenzhou didn't buy any more, so he still looked at it here.

He Jiaqi couldn't bear it any longer, and said to him, "Buy some food and come back, there is still rice and oil."

He Wenzhou said: "Dad, your card has been frozen. We have no money, so just bear with it."

How can I bear the hunger? !He never went hungry when he was poorest.

"How can you bear it! How can you do without food, do you still want to starve to death your old man?"

He Wenzhou smiled: "I know what you are waiting for, Dad, don't wait any longer. Wherever you go, I will accompany you, okay?"

He Jiaqi seemed to be out of breath: "Get out, get out!"

He wanted to get up and go upstairs.

He Wenzhou smiled and followed, telling him which uncle got off his horse today and which uncle entered the detention center.He also searched out the news of the day and showed him the words "corruption and bribery, abuse of power, and profiteering" are eye-catching.He can't walk around casually now, there are people watching outside, and he doesn't know what's going on outside.He fell down in panic, and when the big leader above his head disappeared, he suddenly panicked. Even if He Wenzhou gave him food, he would not eat it.

He Wenzhou stayed with him for a long time, and He Jiaqi began to be unkempt, not washing his face, eating or moving.

When he was able to eat, he still had a little hope in his heart, but his political career was ruined, his beliefs were gone, and his man withered quickly.

He Wenzhou once thought that even if his father was old, he would still be a handsome old man.

Because in his eyes, his father is always handsome, elegant and refined.

But that person died seven years ago.

He lived with his father in this old house. That day, he got up in the morning to "see" him. The old man was wearing an old vest that had been worn all winter.He sat paralyzed on the bed, and because his leg could not be healed, he could not move, and he had to be moved to the toilet.

He sat there with his head down, and when He Wenzhou stepped forward, he smelled a bad smell.His dad hadn't showered in days, and his hair was matted and tangled, but the smell was not only stinky, it was weird.He pushed his father and asked him, "what's the matter with you?"

He Jiaqi lowered her head, tears fell one by one, and her vest was submerged in the urine.The quilt was like a yellow ocean. He cried and begged He Wenzhou: "Help me, Wenzhou, please your mother, please help me!"

He doesn't want to see Zhou Wen, he hates Zhou Wen all his life, but at this moment he wants to see her, please, she must have a way, she has a way, right?

He Wenzhou's eyes were hot, and sadness came from it.He is not happy, he has no pleasure at all.If possible, he thought everything could go back to the past and nothing would change.Grandpa is not dead, uncle is still alive, he still has parents, and He Wenzhou is still living carefree in the sugar heap.

However, he couldn't go back.

There is no going back.

Song Jing didn't see He Wenzhou in the unit's interrogation room until the case was submitted to the prosecution.

He Jiaqi and He Wenzhou were in two interrogation rooms, and he was going crazy for more than a month. He almost thought he was burying that person.During these days, he has been busy, busy seeking justice, exhausted physically and mentally.

However, at the last moment, he followed the leader to meet He Jiaqi first.

When he was young, he met He Jiaqi once. At that time, he was not like He Wenzhou's father, but more like his elder brother. He spoke slowly and had a chic and elegant demeanor.

Now, he was facing an old man with a lot of gray hair, his head was bowed, his back was bent, and his legs were not good.He was very silent and cooperative, taking everything on himself and had nothing to do with He Wenzhou.

He said that He Wenzhou didn't know about the money, he worked in a financial company, so he didn't know anything.

Song Jing faced him. After the leaders left and the video and surveillance equipment were withdrawn, the police wanted to take him back to the detention center.Song Jing faced the old man and said, "Do you know your son is gay?"

The old man focused his eyes on the prosecutor for a moment.

Song Jing said: "His lover is me."

The old man's pupils dilated and he was taken away by the police.

Lu Yuanzhen originally didn't agree with him to go in. First, he was emotionally unstable and sad to see it; second, he avoided suspicion.Although she was the only one who knew about them in private, it was better to be careful.

In the end, Song Jing only saw He Wenzhou in front of the monitor.

He Wenzhou looked calm and his face was very clean.He took the initiative to explain, and brought evidence, explaining everything clearly.The whereabouts of every money and the details of every incident are clearly explained.

Finally, he turned his head and smiled slightly at the monitor.

Song Jing bit his lip outside.

……

Three years later, on New Year's Day in 2020, we will enter a new era.It seems that 2020 is no different from 2010. This decade is the decade when human memory disappears. There is no end to the world in 2012. 2020 may be the beginning of a new era for mankind.

On the eve of New Year's Day, Song Jing was still busy.Lu Yuanzhen asked him to go home quickly for the holidays. Song Jing said that the materials had not been finished yet, and it would be soon.A group of female colleagues said that he was promoted to section chief and was about to put on an official position.He can only smile.

The phone rang, and what was said there, Song Jing frowned and said: "You put the rice in first, and put three measuring cups in it. Then pour water, the ratio is 1:[-]."

What is the ratio of .

Song Jing held the mobile phone in one hand and packed the files in the other.At this time, I was also in a hurry to go home: "Just add water to the third bar, see if you see it, then put some red beans, black rice, dates, and mix them in together..." He instructed for a long time, and the other party seemed to know Yes, I am in a hurry to hang up.Song Jing suddenly remembered: "Remember to wash the rice! I didn't wash it last time."

The other party seemed to reply that I know, Song Jing hung up the phone with a smile in the corner of his eyes.

The female colleagues looked dumbfounded: "Senior Brother Song, where are you in the golden house?"

Song Jing said with a straight face: "No, I just teach my younger brother."

"Oh, your brother is here again?"

Song Jing agreed: "Yes."

The female colleagues began to talk about how naughty their younger brothers and sisters were, and the parents made short remarks.Song Jing took the opportunity to slip away, came out of the unit, and hurried to the parking lot.

However, halfway through, a dark green Dodge Challenger suddenly honked twice.

Song Jing looked over, the man was wearing a white down jacket, wrapped like a rice dumpling, with only a pair of eyes showing and waving at him.

He walked over: "Why are you here?"

The man took a deep breath and covered his ears: "Hee hee, I have a surprise for you!"

"So you lied to me just now?"

"No, I've prepared all the meals at home. I want to eat roast duck, shall we go and buy roast duck?"

Song Jing doted on him: "Then what about my car?"

"Who dares to move if you stay in your unit? I'll send you to work after the festival!"

He patted his little green.

The color of this flamboyant bag and the exaggerated "movie star" model, sending him to his work unit will scare a group of people to death.

"Forget it, I'll take the subway to work in the morning."

"It's all good, you despise Xiaolu, so I'll change it to Xiaocheng?"

Xiaocheng is a retro Mulberry Brigade, which is purely ornamental now, who still drives it?Forget it, it's always lower-key than Xiaolu.

Song Jing carried the computer and got into the passenger seat. After entering, the man showed his face from the scarf and exhaled hot air at him: "Brother, give me a kiss."

Song Jing blushed and said, "What's the trouble at work?"

This man was He Wenzhou. He was 28 years old and still loved to act like a baby. He buried himself on Song Jing's shoulder and dawdled, "Kiss me, I won't see it."

Song Jing couldn't do anything about him, so he pressed his cheek hastily and buckled up his seat belt: "Come on, don't you mean to eat roast duck?"

He Wenzhou smiled sweetly at him: "Then go home and kiss again."

The two drove to the supermarket the night before the festival. It was the evening rush hour, and it took a long time to get there.I went to the supermarket to buy a lot of ingredients, and brought a fruit wood roast duck from the old shop nearby, which was delicious.Song Jing remembered that there was still unpurchased yogurt, and the two went back to the supermarket. He Wenzhou was pushing the cart, and Song Jing was choosing by the side, and while putting it in the cart, they chatted with him about the day's affairs.

He Wenzhou said: "How do you want to spend your brother's birthday?"

Song Jing said: "It's nothing, just stay at home."

He Wenzhou has been planning how to spend this day since two months ago, and has chosen several plans, but Song Jing is too lazy to go out.

Then nothing happened, tomorrow was Song Jing's birthday, and He Wenzhou wanted to celebrate it anyway.

"Then tie me a bow, light a scented candle, and give it to you at night, okay?"

Song Jing smiled slightly: "Really?"

"Of course, whatever brother wants, I can satisfy you."

Song Jing nodded: "Okay, there is still one thing I haven't bought."

"what?"

"Belt."

He Wenzhou's eyes widened, didn't they?This is a bit big.

Song Jing said he wanted to buy a belt, so he really bought a belt.The two were walking around in the shopping mall, and Song Jing was about to enter the luxury store, but He Wenzhou held him back with a pale face: "Brother, I also have belts at home..."

"Yes, but it's not a new one. The new one is better to use."

"No, brother, I don't dare anymore. Old ones are fine too."

"Then use the old one?"

He Wenzhou nodded frantically: "The old one is very good, the old one is strong."

Song Jing smiled slightly: "Then go home, go back early, and light the candles."

He Wenzhou's skin started to hurt, it's all because of his mouth!The last time he was disobedient and was spanked by his brother, Song Jing suddenly felt the thrill of controlling the dominant position, and was very excited at the time.Brother is addicted to playing, woo woo!

He Wenzhou was mourning his own buttocks. A mother and daughter came in front of her. The mother was wearing a coat and a pleated skirt. The little girl was about two or three years old, and she was combing two little jiujiu. Walk.

She walked slowly, lagging behind her mother.Her mother didn't turn around to take her, but let her skip around like that.

She bounced and bounced hard, and soon she was going to catch her mother's hand.Her mother suddenly turned around and fiddled with her small shoulders: "Mengmeng, do you want to eat ice cream?"

The little girl nodded in a murmur, "I want to eat!"

There was a McDonald's nearby, and the mother bought two ice creams at the window, one for herself to eat and one for her daughter to lick.The daughter licked slowly, and the mother ate hers and went to eat hers.The little girl was very anxious: "No, don't!"

"Mengmeng eats too much and has diarrhea, mother will help you eat."

"Cheng Jia."

Song Jing called out to the mother.

The mother looked over with her mouth full of cream, her daughter's ice cream melted and fell on her hand.She looked at the two old classmates happily: "Why are you here?"

He Wenzhou said: "Come out and buy a roast duck."

"Wow, it smells so delicious. It's so interesting to eat roast duck during the festival."

The little girl yelled, "Mengmeng wants to eat ducks too!"

Cheng Jia said, "Okay, let's go buy ducks!"

Buy it if you say it, Cheng Jia asked Song Jing where they bought it, and she went too.Song Jing pointed her to the store, she thanked her, and led the child to go.The child was still jumping behind her, and she turned her head to greet her after a long time.

Song Jing watched them go, and said to He Wenzhou, "I'm hungry, let's go home and eat."

He Wenzhou put his arms around his waist and said, "Okay."