Dead after eight years [rebirth]

Family.

Cheng Shuibei didn't know where else he could call home.

There are too many homeless people in this world, and there are not many people like him who are homeless over and over again.

Cheng Shuibei let Zhang Ci'an hold his hand without responding, and only asked his brother softly: "Would you like to let Dad live with Grandpa Zhang?"

If Cheng Nan wanted it, Cheng Shuibei was willing to spend a lot of money to bury his father and old man Zhang together.They used to read newspapers and play chess together, and they will accompany each other down below.

But Cheng Nan shook his head: "I want my father to accompany me, watch me go to school, and accompany me to grow up."

He tightly guarded the celadon ashes urn in his arms and refused to let it go for a while, as if Cheng Wenqiu was not leaving.

Then let's go and be with my brother, where is home.

"Okay," Cheng Shuibei understood, without even looking at the landlord, he just nodded at Zhang Ci'an, "I leave this place to you, let's go in and pack up."

Uncle En brought people to reason with the unreasonable landlord. Cheng Shuibei took his brother's hand and stepped into the small courtyard without a father for the last time.

The furnishings in the main room remained untouched, and when Cheng Shuibei opened the curtain and came in, he thought his father was still lying on the bed, coughing and urging Cheng Nan to do his homework quickly.

Cheng Wenqiu's relics were not many, Cheng Shuibei packed his belongings and prepared to burn them, and when he was about to sort out Cheng Nan's documents, he found a hidden compartment in the cabinet.

Inside are two bottles wrapped in red cloth.

The green bottle has a creepy name, Paraquat.

As for the remaining bottle, the drug name of escitalopram oxalate was written on the bottle.Cheng Shuibei knew better than anyone what this bottle of medicine was for.

Cheng Shuibei hurriedly took the medicine bottle and ran to ask his brother: "Cheng Nan, when did Uncle Cheng start taking this medicine?"

Cheng Nan had already packed his things, and was sitting obediently and quietly on the steps of the corridor with his schoolbag on his back. He glanced at the white medicine bottle in Cheng Shuibei's hand, and replied in a low voice, "Dad told me before Mom left." I'm secretly taking medicine."

Cheng Wenqiu's depression has been going on for several years.

Cheng Shuibei held the medicine bottle tightly, unable to speak for a long time.

He worked hard to earn money to cure his father's lung disease, but his father died of neglected mental illness in the end.God gave him a destiny answer sheet, but watched him write the answer in the wrong place.

"Father is hiding it from me, and I know it." Cheng Nan straightened up suddenly, as if the child who was mischievous a month ago was not him.

He looked at the pesticide bottle in Cheng Shuibei's other hand and talked to himself.

"Dad wanted to die a long time ago. I threw away several bottles like this."

"I was afraid that if I couldn't see him, my father would leave me and leave. So I tried my best to keep him. I thought that if my father didn't trust me, I would never leave."

"But he left anyway."

Behind the 20-point test paper, it turned out that my brother was so heavy and "scheming" that did not match his age.

Cheng Wenqiu racked his brains to entrust Cheng Nan to Cheng Shuibei, and racked his brains to hide it from his son. How could he know that his overly clever Xiao Nan had already understood everything.

"Is it because I didn't do well enough, or because my father doesn't love me at all."

As Cheng Nan was talking, he broke down and burst into tears.He didn't grow up in an instant, but was overly sensible who suppressed himself for a long time.

"not like this,"

Cheng Shuibei threw away the medicine bottle, and took his brother and his small schoolbag into his arms: "There is no one who doesn't love you, Dad loves you, and I love you too."

Cheng Nan sobbed and pushed him away, stared at him with wet eyes and asked, "Cheng Shuibei, will you leave like Dad?"

Are you going to leave like dad?

If you can't do it once, you have to do it again, right?

Cheng Shuibei asked himself, wondering if he would jump off the eighth floor if he went back to the past.

But now he won't.

"No, I will be here if you are here, and we will live a long life together." Cheng Shuibei raised his fist and swore solemnly like a child.

To live a long life with his elder brother, Cheng Shuibei made his great wish very piously.

Cheng Nan finally stopped crying, he stood up and hooked Cheng Shuibei's finger.

"If you pull the hook and hang yourself, you cannot change it for 100 years."

Zhang Ci'an also took care of the affairs outside the door, and came in with Uncle En to help the two brothers pack their bags.

After they left, the door was locked heavily.

Zhang Ci'an's way to solve the problem is to buy this small courtyard completely, so that the story here will always be named Cheng.

From now on, there will be no more old pumpkins piled up in the corners, no more midnight quilt battles, and no more fathers hunched over and cooking on the porch.

The home that Zhang Ci'an wants to take Cheng Shuibei back to is not the east of the city, but his residence opposite the city high school.

Cheng Shuibei was here for the first time.

Pushing open the door on the east side of the third floor, Cheng Shuibei saw a similar scene.

The layout of this house is exactly the same as their residence in Yunan 16 years later.

The candy plate on the side of the entrance, the green radishes all over the balcony, the warm fabric sofa, and even the glass jar on the TV cabinet are all there.

When Cheng Shuibei graduated from university, his roommate gave him a pair of green fur turtles that he could not take away.Cheng Shuibei took the tortoise and moved into Zhang Cian's residence happily, and told Professor Zhang that he wanted to raise a tortoise to die for himself. As a result, the green fur tortoise was tormented to death by him within two years, and the empty glass tank became It was the place where Cheng Shuibei stored receipts and various coupons.

Half-price steak set coupons, annual cards for the flower shop at the entrance of the community...Professor Zhang is too busy, and after taking home a lot of things, they lie in the glass tank, motionless like a green turtle.

With Cheng Shuibei's dazed effort, Cheng Nan had already sneaked into the small room where he had lived before, holding the ashes urn.

Cheng Shuibei wanted to follow, but found that his brother had locked the door.

"Do you want to knock on the door?" Zhang Ci'an raised his hand in the air.

Cheng Shuibei shook his head: "No need, let him have a good sleep."

Like Yunan's residence, this house only has two bedrooms.

Ever since Cheng Shuibei slept on Zhang Cian's bed every night, the rest of the bedroom was always empty. When he was really angry with Zhang Cian, he would go there to make do for the night.

But now one bedroom is reserved for my elder brother, and he cannot live with Zhang Cian in the remaining one.

Cheng Shuibei was thinking about whether the floor in the living room was properly paved or not. Zhang Ci'an saw through his embarrassment and took the initiative to make a rescue: "You can sleep in the master bedroom. I will go home during this period of time, so don't be embarrassed."

After finishing speaking, he got into the study and left the outside world to Cheng Shuibei.

Probably Zhang Ci'an was too nostalgic for the past, so he was reluctant to change a single bit, Cheng Shuibei thought.Every scene and every thing here is too familiar to him, as if he just went upstairs to have a look, and then returned to this home.

Cheng Shuibei put away his meager luggage and began to squat on the balcony to water the green radishes.

Cheng Shuibei came up with the idea of ​​growing flowers and plants on the balcony, and it was Zhang Ci'an's suggestion to choose green radish.

There are several pots of pothos in Professor Zhang's professorstudio. He has always been busy with scientific research work, and the students always pick up the easiest-to-carry flowers and plants for Teacher's Day.

After a long time, the window sills in the office couldn't be piled up, and Cheng Shuibei proposed to grow flowers, so Professor Zhang simply moved the growing and lush green radish back home.

Cheng Shuibei climbed a thin barbed wire fence on the wall, and helped up the twigs of green radish.Under his meticulous care, the little creature covered the entire balcony in less than half a year.

Zhang Ci'an was tired from work, and when he opened the door of the study, he could see a sea of ​​green.

It's a pity that Professor Zhang is very good at scientific research, but not very proficient in taking care of flowers and plants. In this life, half of the leaves of the dills on the balcony have turned yellow.

Cheng Shuibei watered them carefully, removing every yellow leaf.He believes that next spring, this place will change its appearance.

Dad said that spring is coming.

Cheng Shuibei did the work of watering the flowers and weeding for two hours, and climbed up to the balcony at dusk, it was time to eat.

Cheng Shuibei waited and waited but did not wait for Cheng Nankou to cook delicious nanny auntie, she was really hungry and had to go to the kitchen to wash her hands and make soup by herself.

He hasn't cooked for a long time.During this period of time, I either eat boxed lunches at the newsstand, or I go home and enjoy the meals my father cooked.

But when he touched the kitchen utensils again, Cheng Shuibei was extremely proficient.After he realized it, he realized that he had prepared three dishes and one soup according to Zhang Cian's taste.

Cheng Shuibei gave a wry smile, blaming some habits that had been ingrained in his bones, blaming himself for not living up to expectations.

When the food was on the table, Cheng Shuibei hesitated and knocked on the door of the study.

"I cooked, would you like some?"

"Come on." The man inside replied.

The door of the study opened quickly, and Zhang Ci'an walked out rubbing his wrists, just like he used to when he was working at home.

If it wasn't for Zhang Ci'an's youthful face, Cheng Shuibei would have thought that he had really returned to the past.

He just stared at Zhang Ci'an in a daze for a full minute.

Cheng Shuibei quickly moved his eyes away when he realized that he was absent-minded.

"Well, wash your hands first, I'll call Cheng Nan."

Cheng Shuibei knocked on Cheng Nan's door, and saw his father's urn placed on the bedside table by his brother, and there were all kinds of snacks in front of it.

Adults have the rules of offering sacrifices to adults, and children have the principles of offering sacrifices to children.

"Come out to eat and try my handicraft." Cheng Shuibei smiled, trying to wipe the sadness from his face, and took his brother's hand to the living room.

At first, Cheng Shuibei was worried that the food would not suit his brother's taste, but Cheng Nan actually drank two bowls of porridge, and his heart was half relieved.

"After eating, I'm going to do my homework." Cheng Nan climbed off the dining table and returned to his room.

After Cheng Wenqiu's death, Cheng Nan seemed to have lost his youthful nature overnight. He was no longer the talkative and lovable kid he used to be.

This change made Cheng Shuibei very worried. He didn't know what his brother was thinking, and he was very afraid that the sorrow of himself and his father would repeat itself on his brother.

After dinner, Zhang Ci'an took the initiative to wash the dishes, and sat in the study for a while before preparing to leave.

"Well... you can talk to my brother some time, I'm a little afraid that something will happen to him, he has always listened to you the most." Cheng Shuibei offered to help Zhang Ci'an get a windbreaker and scarf, and begged at the door.

"Ah."

Zhang Ci'an agreed, and naturally lowered his head after putting on the windbreaker.

After this action, both of them were stunned and did not speak for a long time.

Professor Zhang's move was "trained" by Cheng Shuibei.Before going out, Cheng Shuibei would always stand at the entrance to wrap a scarf and tie for him, except on the day of his death.

The same scene made both of them a little dazed.

Cheng Shuibei's hands were raised in mid-air, and Zhang Ci'an took the initiative to take the scarf and wrap it around himself.

"It's okay, give him some time and spend more time with him."

After Zhang Ci'an finished speaking, he pushed open the door, turned around a moment before going out, and said with a smile, "Good night, Xiao Bei."

"Good night."

Cheng Shuibei talked to himself towards the closed door.

The author has something to say:

I am an idiot, I went to bed early yesterday, woke up in the middle of the night and found out that I didn’t post on time, I punished myself with two glasses of tons

Professor Zhang said on the surface: This woman is so fierce, I can't scold Xiao Bei, you can go home with me.Heart: I bought this house!