Please don't be so hard on me!

The Meteorological Observatory began broadcasting warnings a week in advance, saying that the strongest typhoon in the past ten years is about to land on the coast of Southeast Asia. At that time, Xishuangbanna, which is not on the coast, will also encounter a wave of heavy rainfall.

Luo Minghan has asked Dr. Yu to help him contact the hospital and several experts. In Miao Cun's current state, forcibly taking him away from his familiar living environment is likely to be counterproductive. According to the expert's opinion, it is better to do it first The remote consultation made Miao Cun gradually let go of the doctor's wariness. The two sides first had a simple daily contact to establish a familiar and trustworthy connection.

Luo Minghan then made an appointment with several psychiatrists to accompany Miao Cun in video every day.

But this thing looks simple, but it is very difficult to actually operate.Miao Cun's good temper goes to Luo Minghan, who now doesn't even answer his aunt, let alone the weird old man on the phone.

"Miaomiao, this is Doctor Zhou."

Miao Cun didn't lift his eyes either.

"Say hello to Dr. Zhou, okay?" Luo Minghan was persuasive.

Doctor Zhou, who was over sixty years old, was very patient and asked Miao Cun with a smile: "Are you painting? What are you painting?"

Miao Cun finally raised his eyes and glanced at him, without saying a word, he willfully adjusted the angle of the mobile phone holder.

In the picture, Luo Minghan and Professor Zhou were left staring at each other.

"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry." Professor Zhou reassured Luo Minghan, "For this kind of thing, you have to show the patience that drips through the water. You should be lucky that he is still willing to communicate with you."

Luo Minghan opened a private live broadcast room for Miao Cun, and sent the invitation link to Professor Zhou separately. In this way, Miao Cun's daily painting status can be displayed intuitively in the live broadcast room at any time, and Professor Zhou sits in the clinic every day During the ward rounds, you can chat with Miao Cun at any time.

Miao Cun is not mentally retarded, he just closed his mind and returned to the state of childhood, not abandoning all logic and common sense, so it didn't take long for him to discover the tricks.Two days later, when Luo Minghan came early in the morning to wake Miao Cun up, he found that he was gone.There was no one in the cabin, and a big hole was forcibly broken in the fence. The wind before the heavy rain blew the shrubs and leaves, and Luo Minghan was speechless.

"Don't worry, don't worry, don't worry..." My aunt was so anxious that she turned around and comforted Luo Minghan incoherently: "The village is so big all the time, where can he hide? Someone will definitely tell me if they see it."

The little uncle smoked a cigarette and coughed: "I'm afraid I'm afraid to hide in the fruit forest or by the river, it's going to rain soon, insects and snakes are all moving—"

Before he finished speaking, he was elbowed by his aunt.

Both of them looked at Luo Minghan.

Although in extreme despair, Luo Minghan still maintained his basic composure: "Uncle Ding, go find a few trustworthy relatives and acquaintances in the village, and watch the entrances and exits of the village, especially the intersections open to traffic, so as to prevent Miao Cun from taking advantage of the wind." The car ran away, and my aunt thought about the place where Miao Cun used to like to sketch and paint, so we split up to find it—by the way, Uncle Ding, not everyone in the village welcomes Miaomiao, so keep quiet for now, lest Miao Cun encounter Miaomiao instead. into danger."

There are a few lame people in the village who are idle all day long. Luo Minghan heard from his aunt that before the yard was locked, they came here to find trouble. They had a fight with Miao Cun, but they never fought. In the end, the little uncle handed over some good cigarettes and asked the elders of the Dai family in the village to come forward, and the matter was settled.

If they get wind of it, then Miao Cun is likely to encounter unnecessary trouble.

"Hey, hey, okay, you're right." The little uncle propped himself up and stood up. Luo Minghan glanced at his strenuous posture before leaving, and thought to himself: "Uncle Ding, just call for these things, and you will be there soon." Stay at home and don't go anywhere, or Miaomiao will panic if she doesn't see anyone when she comes back."

After he finished explaining, he ran out the door without giving his uncle any room to refuse.

"My knee isn't healed yet..." The little uncle supported the table, watching Luo Minghan's figure melt into the sunlight outside.

Luo Minghan lived in Banna for half a month, and every day he half-coaxed and half-deceived Miao Cun to go out for a walk, so he was already very familiar with the surroundings of the village. His aunt told him a few places that Miao Cun liked, and the two went to find them separately. .

The clouds had accumulated very thickly, but the sky was not dark yet. The midday sun shone through the thick clouds, outlining a circle of gold, but the air was so dull that it seemed as if it could drip water, which was a harbinger of showers.

"Is there any news from you?" Luo Minghan talked with his aunt on the phone.

"No!" Auntie jumped anxiously.

"Look again—" Luo Minghan thought of something, "Where is Miao Cun's mother's tomb? Will he go there?"

My aunt pointed out the direction for him and said, "I'm coming too!"

"No, you'd better look over there, he might hide, you just play hide-and-seek with him—wait a minute," before hanging up the phone, Luo Minghan suddenly stopped his aunt, and Wen Yan reminded him: " If you find it, remember not to kill him."

The shirt was soaked with the running, and it was almost transparently attached to his back. He put away his mobile phone, stood there and breathed a deep sigh of relief, and then wiped his face on his back.

When Miao Cun's mother died, the country had already started to promote cemeteries, but this was a remote border line, and government regulations were not strictly controlled, so his mother was buried alone, on the hillside outside the village.Luo Minghan ran fast all the way across the entire village, climbed up the ridge with hands and feet along the weedy path, and turned right along the iconic banyan tree pointed by his aunt.

In the distant sky, thunder is rolling, and it will soon split the sky and the earth.

"There is a bunch of holly fruits and a pair of black dancing shoes in front of Cuncun's mother's grave."

"Holly, dancing shoes..."

Luo Minghan stared blankly, and then stopped running.

found it.

Miao Cun’s mother’s tomb is very clean, without moss, vines, or weeds. People often come to accompany her to see her. The three sticks of incense in the incense burner have been faded to light rose red by the rain, and the black dance The shoes are side by side against the tombstone, along with the dried bouquet of holly.

But there is no Miao Cun here.

Exhausted, Luo Minghan sat down next to the edge of the tomb.His mouth was filled with the smell of blood, and the trachea connected to his chest seemed to be on fire. When he closed his eyes, there were bursts of blackness in front of him that made him dizzy.

The rain fell suddenly, dripping on the Lancang River and the broad-leaved forest. The rain curtain connected the sky and the earth into a white expanse, and the sound resounded in the pale green valley.

Luo Minghan dialed out the phone, took a breath, and then replied hoarsely amidst the rumbling rain: "Hello, it's raining here, did Miao Cun—"

The words stopped abruptly, his eyes were dazed, and he looked at the hillside a little far away for a moment.

Miao Cun grabbed a bouquet of wild flowers in one hand, and a knotted vine in the other, and kicked up hard.The rain is in a hurry, like strokes of white paint like pine needles, trying to erase Miao Cun's thin voice from the picture.

"What's wrong with Cuncun?" Auntie was also raining, and she replied loudly, waiting for his reply with trepidation.

"I found him." Luo Minghan's eyes were fixed on Miao Cun. Just as he finished speaking, his phone slipped and hit the soft soil. He had rushed down the hillside in two or three steps, and suddenly embraced Miao Cun, who hadn't reacted yet. middle.

Rain-drenched wildflowers were fragrant, mingled with the scent of pale blue berries.

Not daring to be fierce, not daring to fight, the fear all morning did not turn into anger, but turned into palpitations and fear after knowing it, and even a little unspeakable grievance, Luo Minghan tightly imprisoned him with his arms, endured it for a long time, only Can so choked up and asked: "Why do you want to run around alone?"

The rumbling thunder came from far and near, and the heavy rain drenched the clothes of the two of them.

"You watch me." Miao Cun pushed him, but didn't push, "Let me go, I hate you."

The word "hate" is too heavy, making Luo Minghan's heart sink, "Don't hate me." He said hoarsely.

Miao Cun remained silent.

"You can punish me or beat me, but don't leave me." Luo Minghan pressed his head, feeling that Miao Cun might be shivering from the cold, and hugged him even tighter, almost wanting to rub him into his body inside.

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Miao Cun said unhappily.

He really didn't understand, he couldn't understand Luo Minghan's time, moment, and moment.It is so futile for him to seek the things of his previous life in this life.

Luo Minghan took a deep look at Miao Cun, which was very long and made Miao Cun feel familiar.He seemed to feel that he had been looked at like this before.The bouquet of flowers that had been torn apart by the rain was taken away from his palm and thrown away. Luo Minghan held Miao Cun's face in both hands, and kissed it recklessly.

The torrential rain flowed down from the wet hair tips of the two of them, and they were kissed into the lungs with the blending of lips and tongues. It was cold water vapor, the water vapor of the typhoon passing through in late summer.

Miao Cun didn't understand kissing, let alone kissing and responding. He just widened his eyes and felt Luo Minghan licking his palate and sucking the tip of his tongue ignorantly, making his body feel numb and uncomfortable.

"sorry."

I don't know how long we kissed in the rain, Luo Minghan said this in a low voice, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Kissing shouldn't be considered a crime."

Miao Cun reacted and pushed him angrily. The heavy rain washed the hillside muddy and slippery. As a result, Luo Minghan was fine. Instead, he staggered back and fell to the ground.Miao Cun was stunned, looking blankly at the yellow mud on his hands, his brows frowned, and tears fell straight from his eyes.

It doesn't hurt, but I am wronged to death.

My aunt rushed over wearing a poncho and holding an umbrella, and heard Miao Cun's loud cries from afar.When he got closer, he saw Luo Minghan squatting in front of him helplessly, wiping his tears and coaxing him.

"What's the matter?" The aunt put the umbrella over the heads of the two of them, and before she could answer, she burst out laughing, "How did Mr. Luo coax people? How did you coax us into a big picture? "

Don't you want to make a big face, wipe Miao Cun's tears, and rub a smear of yellow mud on his face.Miao Cun glared at Luo Minghan angrily, and his aunt tried to communicate with him: "Cuncun, tell my aunt, Luo Ming—why did Brother Luo Yuanhe bully you?"

Miao Cun still didn't speak, he pursed his lips, and the corners of his lips were raised upwards, but it didn't look like he was unhappy, but he couldn't speak.Under the rain and fog, his cheeks were stained an unreal red, and finally, he glared at Luo Minghan again.

Rolling and climbing all the way down the mountain, Luo Minghan held Miao Cun's hand and entered the village. There was no one in the white rain, the umbrella was useless, and everyone's body was wet.My aunt led the way and led them from house to house under the eaves.As soon as he walked under the eaves, the sound of the rain subsided suddenly, and Luo Minghan heard Miao Cun whisper, "Don't bite me again."

Luo Minghan suddenly grasped the tip of his palm, turned his head, his eyes were so dazed, but at this moment, a roof was gone, the rain fell heavily on the umbrella again, and the noise engulfed everything again.

Miao Cun noticed his eyes and raised his face to see the rain falling on the tiles.

After returning home, I drank the ginger tea that my uncle had prepared in advance, and then lined up one by one to take a bath.Miao Cun was washing, his movements paused, he raised his hand to touch his lips, his eyes were startled, then embarrassed, and finally turned into annoyance.

The whole family saw that he took a bath and made himself angry. With a cold face and angrily, he opened the door and rushed out. He opened the umbrella and walked into the rain alone, and walked to the cabin.

"Cuncun..." The little uncle scratched his face, and asked hesitantly and curiously: "It seems to have become lively?"

My aunt asked, "Why did you mess with him?"

Luo Minghan didn't dare to speak.

It rained all afternoon, and it didn't seem to stop at night.This is a sign of a typhoon. If God is happy, he can keep raining until the typhoon is sent away.

The water level of the Lancang River soared, and the river roared turbidly, intertwined with thunder and lightning, which made people tremble with fear.

"Cuncun is afraid of the dark." My aunt looked worriedly at the cabin in the distance, "It's so dark, the rain is so heavy, and the thunder is so loud, how can he stay alone?"

"Go and coax him out, and sleep in his room upstairs tonight." The little uncle suggested.

The three adults shouted for a long time around the door of the cabin with umbrellas, but Miao Cun said in two words: "Don't go."

"Then is Cun Cun afraid of being alone?"

Keep silent.

Luo Minghan asked again: "Is Miao Miao afraid of being alone?"

"afraid."

My aunt and uncle looked at each other, shook their heads with a wry smile, and looked at Luo Minghan's profile gratefully.

"Then come with me to the big house, okay?"

"Don't go."

"If you don't go, aren't you afraid?"

"afraid."

"Go to the big house, you won't be afraid if we accompany you."

"Don't go."

Luo Minghan opened his lips, ... Forget it, he gave up the stupid chat with the naked eye.

"You guys go back first, and I'll persuade you later." He turned on his phone, "It's almost nine o'clock, you have to get up early tomorrow, get some rest first."

The lock of the cabin is the most primitive bolt lock, which can only be locked from the inside, but cannot be opened from the outside. Luo Minghan sent the two of them away, and continued to try to communicate in a thick rubber raincoat: "Miao Miao, if you are afraid, Just let me go in and accompany you, okay?"

"You sent someone to watch me, I won't play with you anymore." Miao Cun curled up on the bed, wrapped in a quilt.

Luo Minghan curled his lips, and said in a gentle voice: "No one was sent to monitor you, Doctor Zhou is a good person, he just wants to cure you."

"You're sending me far away."

"No, I want to go to a far away place with you," Luo Minghan paused, "Don't you want to? Don't you want to go to France with me?"

For Miao Cun now, France is just an illusory concept, a kind of illusion like seeing flowers in a fog. He doesn't know exactly what France means, but only vaguely remembers that he must go.

"Will you really go with me?" Miao Cun hesitated, "You seem to like to lie to me."

"I will never lie to you again," Luo Minghan said in a low voice, his voice was lost in the rain, making it difficult to distinguish his emotions, "Luo Yuanhe has never lied to you."

No matter how tropical a city is, it will cool down when it blows wind and rains at night in autumn.Luo Minghan's raincoat was splashed, and the rain slipped coldly along his unbuttoned neckline. He wiped his face: "Miaomiao, I'm so cold, can you let me in first?"

The preferential treatment Miao Cun gave him was limited to the night of the firefly, and he never let him in after that. Luo Minghan didn't know where his confidence came from. After thinking about it, he probably still got the word "Luo Yuanhe" Light.

Autistic patients who are emotional have no reason to speak and no tenderness to influence. Miao Cun said: "You are so annoying."

The lights were on, but he stopped talking.

I don't know if Miao Cun fell asleep.

"Shall I tell you a story?" Luo Minghan was quiet for a while, then said softly: "A long time ago, there was a little mermaid princess in the ocean kingdom. She ran to the beach to play. One day, she picked up a comatose prince on the beach. The little mermaid revived him with magic, but she was afraid that her appearance would be scary, so she hid secretly behind the reef. After a while , another girl passed by, she helped the prince up and gave him water, the prince asked, did you save me? The girl said yes."

"The prince fell in love with his savior at first sight, and soon, a lively ball was held for them in the kingdom to celebrate his engagement to that girl. But the little mermaid felt that she was the one who saved the prince, how could the prince make a mistake What? She went to the wizard in the sea, exchanged her beautiful voice for a pair of legs, and decided to tell the prince the truth. She felt that as long as the prince knew the truth, he would love her."

"and then?"

"Did you not sleep?"

"You think I'm still telling me stories to disturb me when I'm asleep?"

Luo Minghan laughed in embarrassment: "Why are you so smart even when you're sick?"

"You obviously always call me stupid."

As soon as the words came out, everyone inside and outside the door froze.Miao Cun opened his lips, a little dazed, and then relaxed in relief, yes, this must have happened in his previous life.

"Do you know that you have to drink Mengpo soup to cross the Naihe bridge when you die?" Miao Cun asked, "I must have not drank it all in my previous life. Maybe it was too bad to drink, so I poured out a little."

Luo Minghan supported the wall made of wooden piles, and fumbled around in his pockets with trembling fingers. He finally touched the flat cigarette case, but it turned out that it had been soaked by the rain for a long time.He pulled out the limp pipe and put it in his mouth tremblingly, it tasted so fucking weird.The lighter failed to ignite. He repeated it more than a dozen times, and the flint splashed sparks. He cursed something, and threw the lighter into the wilderness on a rainy night with red eyes.

"By the way, I've also heard the story of the Little Mermaid."

Luo Minghan bit his cigarette and couldn't laugh out loud, "That's the simplest version. In fact, the little mermaid went crazy once, making a lot of noise and making a mess in the palace. The prince didn't like her, and he watched her. She hates to be upset, and the Little Mermaid has done a lot of mean things to separate the prince and the girl."

"Ah?" Miao Cun was taken aback.

"The prince fell ill because of this, very sick, so the little mermaid thought, if she had another chance, she would still save the prince, but she would never break him up again, she would go far away, and let the prince For the rest of my life, I will remember that his savior is his wife, that human girl."

"But she was indeed the one who saved the prince." Miao Cun was not convinced.

Luo Minghan smiled and pondered, "Because saving people and love are two different things, love is so unreasonable, love can't be blackmailed, influenced or treated as a transaction of repaying favors, if your love will make the other party fall into pain Go to trouble, then there is no need to say this kind of love."

The energy-saving lamps tripped, tripping and cutting off power at the same time as the entire village.

The cabin was plunged into the darkness of the storm, Miao Cun's heart trembled violently, and he sat with his knees bent, his hands wrapped around his knees, and his face was pillowed on it.This was a posture that barely made him feel safe.

Luo Minghan thought it was Miao Cun who turned off the lights, so he stopped knocking on the door, and stopped telling stories, but just stood close to the door, wearing a black raincoat, like a lonely night watchman.

He finally said: "Honey, I'm right at the door, don't be afraid."