The cold tablemate is a bamboo horse

There was a torrential rain on Sunday, and the weather after the rain was chilly.

In the evening, Yang Qian came back from Wen Yan's house after dinner. He didn't know whether it was "coincidence" or "fate", but he ran into Lin Zhi again.

A group of people were dissatisfied with the quality of the cigarettes, so they pushed and pushed a few times. Lin Zhi didn't resist, and fell to the ground because of his foot injury or something.

Several people swore a few words and walked away, throwing ten yuan on the ground.

The ground was wet, and the banknotes were soon soaked through.

Lin Zhi picked up the money slowly and tried to stand up, but failed and fell to the ground again.

He wasn't discouraged, nor was he angry, he just stayed where he was and gathered his strength, enduring the pain and trying the next attempt.

The rain gradually became heavier again, Lin Zhi was drenched all over, and the thin clothes revealed a slender figure, stubborn and hardworking.

After resting for a few minutes, he tried to try again, and a pair of sneakers appeared in front of him.

Wu Yu blurred his vision, and Lin Zhi could clearly see the face of the owner of the shoe.

He almost said "Get out" in embarrassment and annoyance, and kept moving his body back.

It's a pity that there is a wall behind him, there is no way to retreat, he can only expose all his embarrassment at a glance.

"Get lost...you don't need to pretend to watch the show!"

Yang Qian almost laughed angrily. This was the first time he met such a ignorant person when he grew up. He kindly helped him to shelter from the rain and hold an umbrella, but he was beaten up in turn.

But he didn't need to be angry with this kind of person, so he just said calmly: "Seeing that you can't stand up, I just want to give you a hand. There's no need to think so badly about people."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand to Lin Zhi.

The palm is clean and unmarked, not stained with fine dust, and it looks like a pampered hand at first glance.

It feels so warm when you put it on, you don't want to take it off.

After a long time, Lin Zhi stood up supporting the wall, and quickly withdrew his hand: "Why help me?"

Yang Qian thought about it for a while, and then he said: "If you define this as 'helping', it's fine, just like helping an old lady on the side of the road to cross the road. There is no reason, just do what you want. You don't have to hate me, either. I don't care about that matter, it's already very generous, and I will report my revenge on the spot."

Yang Qian didn't intend to linger, turned around halfway and said, "Oh right...you don't need to avoid me after such a long time, it's as if I bullied you."

The sound of rain covered everything around him, and Yang Qian's figure slowly disappeared into the torrential rain.Lin Zhi stared in that direction, dazed for a long time.

There seemed to be residual warmth in the palm of the hand, and the heart seemed to tremble slightly.

After a while, he straightened up.

Just as he was about to limp and walk home, he found a keychain left on the ground.

A silver keychain with a simple small lock hanging on it.

That man stayed, he thought.

By accident, he picked up the keychain on the ground.

Yang Qian is right, he has turned himself into a hedgehog, excluding all good and bad things from the outside world, and only sees what he wants to see.

But no one can choose to be born. Fate wants him to bow his head. He has never had the right to resist.

Lin Zhi returned home in the rain, maybe because he had thought too much, he felt extremely tired today.

He never dared to think too much before, fearing that if he thought too much, he would ask for more, but the road ahead was always dark.The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. He never dared to dream about what fate could give him.

"Is Xiao Zhi outside?"

Mother Lin's worried words came from the room: "I came back so early today, it's raining so heavily outside, come in quickly."

"Okay." Lin Zhi forced himself to smile, showing a relaxed tone, "The clothes are a little wet, I'll change them first."

Small and dark two rooms and one living room, one of which was forcibly separated into a small bedroom that could only accommodate one bed.After a sofa was placed in the small living room, it became even more cramped, and the original traces of it could not be seen on the black and yellow walls.

The windows are still made of wood from the last century. When it rains, a wave of tide seeps in, and half of them are decayed.

In the master bedroom, Mother Lin tried to prop up her body on the bed and move herself into the wheelchair next to the bed.

She was already very thin, and the hands holding the wheelchair could even see protruding thin muscles and bones, wrapped in wrinkled skin, like the hands of an old man.

Three years ago, Lin's mother was diagnosed with rectal cancer in the middle and advanced stages, which had already metastasized. She underwent surgery, followed by intermittent chemotherapy and radiotherapy. Just one year.

But fate did not favor them. A year ago, Lin Zhi’s younger sister in kindergarten got leukemia, type M3.

The doctor said that the possibility of family genetic inheritance cannot be ruled out.

Since then, the burden of taking care of the family has fallen on Father Lin and Lin Zhi.

Mother Lin gave up treatment.

Startled by the movement in the room, Lin Zhi went in and helped Lin's mother into the wheelchair, and said softly, "Just call me."

"Need not."

Mother Lin rubbed her shrunken legs, and said softly, "I can do it myself. The final exam is coming soon. Let go of part-time work first, and study is more important."

"It's okay, don't delay your studies."

Lin Zhi cleaned up Mother Lin's ostomy bag carefully, took a blanket and covered her lap, and then started preparing dinner.

Simple two dishes and one soup, Lin's mother's physical condition can only eat liquid noodles, every time Lin Zhi will cook the noodles very soft and sticky, and then put a poached egg.

Father Lin works in a factory, which is far away from here, and usually does not come back. Father Lin usually takes care of his sister in the hospital.

After the meal, Lin Zhi was going to the hospital to deliver the meal, and Lin's mother reminded him to remember to bring an umbrella.

"Come back early from get off work, you have to go to school tomorrow."

"understood……"

As soon as he went out, the expression on Lin Zhi's face darkened, there was no class anymore, he thought mockingly in his heart.

This month I have to find another one. Lin Le's chemotherapy is in a critical period, so it must not be delayed.

He took a deep breath, looking at the sky with a sense of powerlessness.

Lin Zhi stood outside for a while, went to touch the phone, and found the keychain.

The phone rang, and he picked it up.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Lin Zhi?"

"Yes."

"...It's like this. You had some conflicts with our hotel guests that day. Afterwards, we checked the monitoring and found that you were not responsible."

"Our boss has always appreciated work-study students like you. If you don't mind, you can continue to work with us."

"Go! I'll go..." He almost immediately agreed with some joy.

"Once again, we are deeply sorry for the impact on you."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Zhi couldn't think about why this matter would turn around, and why the other person's tone was so respectful.

It was the first time in a long time that he was so happy, because he could go to work, which meant that Lin Le's vitality became stronger.

He didn't dare to let himself stop, his sister was only six years old and hadn't seen the world well.

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