Adoptive Father Code

Ye Moxiu's car slammed to the side of the road, both hands firmly gripping the steering wheel.He didn't dare to look back at Bian Sheng's expression, so he could only sit silently.

He took a deep breath and didn't answer Bian Sheng's words immediately, as if he stopped on the side of the road just to calm himself down, and the car started moving again immediately.The back seat was very quiet, Bian Sheng didn't speak any more after asking, put his hands on his knees, and sat obediently.

After returning home, Ye Moxiu put Bian Sheng's things in the room he had tidied up earlier.Then went downstairs.

A man is sitting at the table and eating the fruit on the table.

Ye Moxiu hesitated for a moment, walked to Bian Sheng, squatted down to be level with him, he cleared his throat, but even the sound he made was still very strange: "Bian Sheng."

Bian Sheng sat on the chair and looked over.

"Bian Sheng, uncle will take you to meet your parents later. They..." Ye Moxiu paused, he didn't know how to discuss life and death with a ten-year-old child, it was too cruel for a child up.What goes to a distant place, what turns into a star, in the eyes of a child who has gone to school, are all lies that can be seen through.

Bian Sheng opened his eyes, waiting for Ye Moxiu to continue.

"They..." Ye Moxiu's voice trembled slightly, and he couldn't say what to say next.

"Uncle." Bian Sheng asked, "Are Mom and Dad gone?"

Ye Moxiu felt that his breathing was about to stop, and the surrounding air began to heat up. He carefully let out a breath, as if he would ignite the surrounding air as long as he moved faster.

Then Ye Muxiu nodded very slightly.It's an answer.

Bian Sheng stayed for a while, and then said: "Is that so." Unable to hear the emotion, a pair of round eyes moved.

Ye Moxiu looked at the peaceful Bian Sheng in front of him, and felt even more uncomfortable. He stretched out his hand and squeezed his little hand. He hoped that Bian Sheng could cry, and hoped that Bian Sheng could make a big fuss.But Bian Sheng didn't, he just said "that's it" and didn't respond any more.

Ye Moxiu: "Biansheng, if you want to cry, just cry."

Bian Sheng didn't respond.

One of them was sitting and the other was squatting. They maintained this position for several minutes, and Ye Muxiu didn't see any tears in Bian Sheng's eyes.

He stood up slowly, hugged Biansheng in his arms, and said to himself: "It's okay, let's go see them now."

Ye Moxiu brought Bian Sheng to the cemetery, led him up the high steps, passed through the cold black stone tablet, and stood in front of the tombstones of Bian Gunan and Sang Huai.

He let go of Biansheng's hand, pushed him forward, and Biansheng took a few steps forward. He looked at the two hard and cold stones in front of him, and looked at the two photos posted on it. They were smiling very much. Happy, he saw the dimples at the corners of his father's mouth and his mother's crooked eyes.

Bian Sheng only took a few steps forward, but didn't move.After a while, he suddenly turned around and fell into Ye Moxiu's arms, he still didn't cry, he just hugged Ye Moxiu's waist tightly, and buried his little face in Ye Moxiu's body superior.

He whispered: "Uncle Ayuan, I want to go home. I don't want to stay here."

Ye Moxiu: "Don't you talk to Mom and Dad?" Ye Moxiu's eyes were already red when he stepped up the steps, so that his voice was replaced by choking, and the words he said were different.

Bian Sheng increased his strength, and his voice became a little bit sharp: "Go home! I want to go home!"

Ye Moxiu was hurt, but he didn't push Biansheng away, but hugged him tightly, and said patiently: "Okay, okay, go home, come back next time. Let's go home. Don't be afraid. "

Afterwards, students will attend and finish class as usual.He never mentioned his parents again, nor did he say he was going to the cemetery.The whole person is the same as usual except that he can't laugh anymore.

There is nothing sad about him.He seemed to be out of the world, as if the departure of his parents did not give him any blow.He is obedient and well-behaved like a delicate doll that has been artificially created.

Several times when Ye Moxiu couldn't help being drunk and red-eyed in the study, ten-year-old Bian Sheng would always stand at the door of the study, looking at him without saying a word, his small figure soaked in the dim light, like It seemed as if it was about to disappear, the emptiness on his body made Ye Moxiu's eyes blurred, but he still saw it, saw the calm look in Bian Sheng's eyes, and seemed to have lost the ability to empathize.

He began to worry about whether Bian Sheng had a psychological problem. After his parents passed away, the only emotion he showed was the fear in front of the tombstone.

This matter has always been on his mind, Bian Gu Nan and Sang Huai are gone, he must take good care of Bian Sheng.

On Biansheng's birthday, Ye Moxiu bought him a pair of limited-edition sneakers, and he arrived home just in time for dinner.Bian Sheng had already washed his hands, sat at the dining table, and immediately looked over when he heard the door opening. Ye Moxiu appeared at the door with a cake in one hand and a beautiful package in the other.

He should have been in a hurry, his body was dusty and his hair was disheveled, he could see the withered tree behind him swaying in the wind, and the long black shadow swayed on Ye Moxiu's body.

Bian Sheng was frightened.He seemed to have seen the heavy rain, heard the loud noise, and the huge black shadow rolling from the other side of the mountain.He instinctively wanted to flee.

As soon as he got up from the chair, Ye Moxiu came in front of him, Bian Sheng saw him lift the cake, then smiled and said happy birthday to himself.

Happy birthday?

is it my birthday

Bian Sheng thought.

But what about mom and dad?Why don't they come to accompany me?Why is there only Uncle A Yuan alone.Bian Sheng watched Ye Moxiu open the cake blankly, and watched him slowly pull out the cake. The white cream was exposed in the exquisite box, very white, like the perennial snow on the Kunlun Mountains.

Bian Sheng watched, staring at it motionlessly, until the cake was completely presented in front of him, then he blinked slowly.Involuntarily, two tombstones appeared in my mind.It was different from the white cake, it was dark, cold and hard, it was short and small, and it felt like it couldn't fit his parents at all.

Something surged out of his chest.

It seemed that the slightly numb heart was relieved a little.

Bian Sheng thought about the birthdays in the past. There were huge cakes, beautiful garlands hanging from the ceiling, balloons flying above his head, a table full of gifts, father, mother, and Uncle Ayuan.Everyone laughed happily, Bian Sheng also laughed happily.

But now...

In the huge house, there are gloomy lights, reflective glass, cold tiles, and two people.There are only two people.

Bian Sheng raised his head, looked at Ye Moxiu, and then nervously and carefully asked the question he had asked countless times.

"Are Mom and Dad gone?"

Only this time, Bian Sheng's voice was no longer flat, but choked with sobs.

Ye Moxiu's eyes turned red almost instantly, and he nodded: "Yes, Bian Sheng, they are gone."

Bian Sheng pursed his lips, his eyes widened, Ye Moxiu saw tears falling from Bian Sheng's eyes one after another, flowing down his cheeks, like two gullies.

"Bian Sheng..." Ye Moxiu reached out and touched the back of his hand.

Then everything started to fall apart.

Bian Sheng originally just shed tears silently, until Ye Moxiu touched him, he suddenly cried out, crying loudly, out of breath, and said intermittently while crying: "I...I miss Dad... ...Mom, mom. Ah Yuan, uncle...I miss my parents."

Ye Moxiu was so distressed that he hugged Biansheng in his arms, calling his name softly.

"I don't have a father or a mother."

Bian Sheng cried for a long time, until he hiccupped, and then he began to retch after crying.

"Bian Sheng, don't cry, don't cry." Ye Moxiu's voice was also crying with restraint, and he wiped away Bian Sheng's tears.

Biansheng cried and fell asleep at the back, his eyes were red and swollen, and Ye Moxiu's clothes were wet from crying.He carried Biansheng back to the bed and kept guarding him.In the middle of the night, Biansheng was awakened by a nightmare and started crying again. Ye Moxiu held him in his arms, coaxed him, and talked to him in a low voice.He squeezed Ye Moxiu's fingers and fell asleep again.

On the second day, Bian Sheng developed a fever, Ye Moxiu took him to the hospital, had him hung up on the water, and it was already afternoon when he returned home.Bian Sheng didn't eat much, so Ye Moxiu insisted on feeding him a bowl of millet porridge.

At two or three o'clock, Bian Sheng took the initiative to tell Ye Moxiu that he wanted to visit his parents.Of course Ye Moxiu immediately agreed, and when they got to the cemetery, Bian Sheng fell asleep crying again, and then entered the stage of constant fever and subsidence.

Afterwards Bian Sheng would still cry, but it would not be so heartbreaking, he would secretly wipe his tears, Ye Moxiu always inadvertently saw Bian Sheng wipe his eyes quietly.

When everything returned to normal, Bian Sheng was a completely different person.I don't want to communicate with others, I don't want to talk anymore, I don't get angry anymore, I don't laugh anymore, and I don't call Uncle Ayuan sweetly any more.

He was covered with layers of shells, so airtight that even light couldn't get in.The whole person becomes an independent, lonely entity.Everything around him can't blend into him, and he doesn't want to blend in.

Ye Moxiu had talked to him before, but Bian Sheng didn't respond, nothing came to him, not even a trace of rebound.He always raised his plain eyes, which made Ye Moxiu's heart ache.

Ye Moxiu felt that he also lost Bian Sheng, the former Bian Sheng.

Everything has changed, become strange, become irreparable, what collapsed can never be built again.

It became, remnants and scum.