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When I got home, it was just in the evening, and the setting sun was burning red, and the red clouds wrapped the sunset like blood in the middle, like the red eyes of someone who had been crying for a long time.

Pushing open the door, there was a funny advertisement on the TV, and the twitter was very lively. Mom unscrewed a can of fermented bean curd and was about to have dinner.Hearing the sound of opening the door, she turned her head and looked at me. She didn't know what I had experienced these days. The light in the entrance was not turned on, and it was a bit dark. She couldn't see my expression clearly, so she just looked around and made fun of me: "Oh, what Are you the only one coming back? Where is your daughter-in-law?"

The tears that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly seemed to be about to burst.It's just that I can't, I can't just fall down so weakly now.I quickly lowered my head and pretended to put my shoes on, cleared my throat and said with a smile: "She is busy, she will come in a few days, mom, what are you in a hurry for?"

Mother naturally understands her daughter's thoughts best. When she heard something wrong with my voice, she took a few steps closer and asked tentatively, "Have you eaten yet?"

I secretly wiped away my tears, calmed down in an instant, and went up to support her: "Well, the food on the train is so precious to me." Glancing at the table, there was only light porridge with mustard greens, and even a bowl of decent vegetables None, I couldn't help joking, "Look, it's a good thing I'm back, otherwise you wouldn't be able to survive this day!"

Seeing that I was still joking, my mother felt relieved: "No, my daughter is the most sensible."

I still overestimated myself. When I went to the kitchen to cook, either I was in a daze and almost cut my fingers, or I forgot to put oil in the hot pot. I fried a plate of ordinary mushrooms and vegetables. It was a dark dish, which made people cry ——Of course, this person is limited to my mother. I was still very calm, as if I couldn’t taste the taste at all. I ate it bit by bit. It wasn’t until my mother reminded me dumbfounded that I woke up like a dream. One of the chopsticks fell off. On the ground, this is so unpalatable that I want to vomit!

Fortunately, my body is still very strong. After these days of tossing, I didn't eat a single grain of rice, and I ate half a bowl of terrible stir-fried vegetables, but I stubbornly didn't have any symptoms.I just lay on the bed early, looking at the ceiling, my brain seemed to be frozen into a paste, the kind that had been put in the freezer.

I couldn't help but want to huddle in this square inch room without giving up on myself. I don't want to eat, drink, sleep, or do anything else.However, this is completely different from the previous state of being locked up at home. Before, there was hope. You knew that she was there alive.And now, everything seems to be darkened.

What is really painful is not a foregone conclusion, but a cloud of fog. You can't see anything clearly, but you can't do anything.

It was the same again the next day. I woke up early in a daze, plugged in the rice cooker to cook porridge, but when everything was ready, I forgot to plug in the power.After finally finishing my breakfast, when I volunteered to take the bowl to brush, I tripped over the foot of a chair, and the porcelain bowl immediately cracked.

I stared blankly at the cut wound on my hand. It was green and white at first, and then there were fine drops of blood oozing from the deep wound, which quickly formed a line and fell drop by drop.But I don't seem to feel pain, I just feel a chill, something is stripped from my body, it's chilly, it spreads from my hands to my arms, and then to my heart, it's so cold.

My mother was in a panic. After more than a month, her legs are much better, and the plaster bandages can be removed in a few days.She took my hand, carefully removed the ceramic tiles on it, then limped and dragged me to the kitchen to wash my hands clean.She seemed to be chattering on and on, but my ears were buzzing for a while, and I couldn't hear clearly.

The water splashed around my hand, making it even colder.Goosebumps popped up all over my body, and the early autumn wind was howling, pouring in through the open window, pouring down my head, and the temperature all over my body was instantly wiped out.

For some reason, I couldn't help it all of a sudden and started crying.The sudden emptiness and confusion made me feel at a loss for a moment.

It was silent at first, and I couldn't catch up with the crying, so I started to twitch, and then I started to wail, my legs were weak, and my mother couldn't hold me back, so I slumped on the kitchen floor and cried hysterically. I really don't want any face.It's like a beloved doll that was taken away for no reason when I was a child. I don't know where it went, but it just disappeared suddenly.

The wound on the hand was not washed with clean water, and blood began to ooze out densely, stained the clothes, and fell to the ground. Everything was in a mess, and everything would not be better.

I was a little fuzzy about everything after that, the crying was so hearty, all rationality, and all images took a backseat, no, they disappeared completely.

When I woke up, I sniffed hard, and there was already a pile of paper towels beside the bed—I still know how to use paper towels, which is really gratifying.His hands had already been bandaged, so he must have struggled hard, and he could still see faint blood red through the thick gauze.

I don't know when it started to rain outside, the autumn rain or something, the most heartbreaking.The window was separated by a slit, and the cool wind leaked in from the inside, refreshing the face.

I tore another piece of paper, wiped my face clean, lifted the quilt, and went out to see my mother in my slippers.

The floor was cleaned up, and I glanced at the kitchen, and even the mess there disappeared.But what about my mother?I looked around in doubt, my head was still a little dizzy, and I almost couldn't tell the north and the south when I turned too fast, so I quickly supported the table to stabilize it.

Coincidentally, the door opened, and my mother was carrying a supermarket bag full of fresh fruits and vegetables.Seeing that I was up and looking as usual, she smiled and said, "Yo ho, you're up? I haven't seen you cry so desperately since I was a child. Fortunately, I'm at home, otherwise my mother's old face will be embarrassing to you." It's all over!"

I hurried up to take the bag in her hand, and used my injured right hand reflexively. When I touched the wound, I grinned my teeth in pain and called "Mom".

"Hey, Mom is here..." My mother actually joked with me at this time, she chuckled, "Come on, now our family is all wounded soldiers, take a rest first, and I will make some for you later." Delicious slowly."

"Don't, I'm fine." The voice was rougher than bark, it was ecstasy.I coughed hastily, "Your legs are not healed yet, why go to the supermarket?! I'm not hungry at all, just eat some bread later!"

"Isn't this small supermarket just downstairs, and there's an elevator. It's all right, it doesn't bother you at all." Mom tiptoed on her legs and feet in plaster, slowly moved over, turned her head and gave me another look, and said, "Look at you, you're all pale and emaciated. You still eat those unnutritious things all day long, no wonder they don't want you, you're broken in love!"

I couldn't laugh or cry when I heard this, and supported her: "How do you know I'm broken in love?"

"It's not a lovelorn, what's the matter? Crying so hard that your face looks like a bitter gourd. I dumped you when you were dating in high school. You're a normal person. The older you get, the more emotional you become." Mom began to teach me earnestly, "It's okay, people don't want you , don’t you still have a mother, why not just start over..."

"It's not...it's Jiang Chen, she's gone." When I said this, I thought I could feel at ease, but my mind froze, and it still hurt dullly, "I don't know, but suddenly, she disappeared."

I don't want to say more, and my mother doesn't know how to persuade me.After all, this kind of strange development makes people unexpected and overwhelmed.She just kept telling me to look ahead, or wait a few more days, maybe there will be news soon.She didn't know about Sun Yuyi, she just thought it was just that Jiang Chen disappeared suddenly.

My mother was very worried about me, and clamored to make delicious food for me.I ignored her, and finally stopped being in a trance. I worked as a nanny for Jiang Chen for more than a year. Naturally, the craftsmanship is extraordinary. Even if sometimes it burns because of being in a daze, I can still eat a bite or two.

After a week, my mother's plaster cast was ready to be removed.I accompanied her to the hospital for reexamination, and there was no problem.After she came out, she said that she felt like a newborn, and I laughed so hard that my stomach cramped—my laughing point had dropped below zero.

In the past few days, she has been cautious, avoiding Jiang Chen's topic, and has been cheerful, looking for words to make me laugh, for fear that I will collapse again and cry bitterly on the ground.I also gave a face-saving smile, as if nothing really happened.

However, in fact, after that "heart-piercing" embarrassing experience, I did seem to have slowed down a bit. Is it useful to be decadent?When Jiang Chen sees this state, he will definitely scold me to death. When I think of her pretending to be serious and scolding me, I want to laugh, I really want to hold her and say anything casually, or say nothing, smelling her hair The aroma is enough.

I shook my head, this kind of wild reverie couldn't end at the beginning.It has been almost two weeks, and Jiang Chen is still evaporated, not even a shadow.I specifically asked Han Lin to let her and Zhang Lingzhi keep an eye on the news for me, but there was still nothing, like a pool of stagnant water.On the other hand, Sun Yuyi was said to think that staying outside was boring, so he took the initiative to ask for instructions to start serving his sentence early, and he would be able to come out in about two years.But according to her family, a little money can probably reduce the prison sentence and relax.

On this day, my mother rushed to wash the dishes as usual, but she didn't grab me, so she swayed her legs and prepared to go to the balcony to get a mop to mop the floor.Looking at her back, I suddenly felt that she was much older. Even if she had a few gray hairs in the past, she would cut them off yelling.Not to mention that Shuang dyed her sideburns, even her back is bent a lot, not only because of the broken leg before, but also for my heart-breaking "baby girl".

I was very sad, my mind was hot for some reason, and I wanted to find a job to have fun, and the idea of ​​making her feel at ease suddenly popped up, and I was very happy.