my school boy

Dou Enze was lying on the white sheet, and all kinds of rescue equipment were removed from his body one after another. There was only an ECG monitor, with green lines on it, and occasionally there were a few jumps.Standing in the corner, Dou Sikou and Xiuyun hugged each other and wept uncontrollably. Shen Shucheng was stunned, walked to the hospital bed, and took Dou Enze's hand.

"Why...how did this happen?" Shen Shucheng looked at the pale old man with slightly parted lips, unable to connect him with the grandfather who was chatting with him yesterday.

Shen Wanjun walked up to Shen Shucheng, and sighed softly: "When I got up this morning, I fell in front of the sink and suffered intracranial hemorrhage..."

Shen Shucheng didn't even notice that two lines of tears flowed down from his eyes and across his cheeks.

"The doctor said, there's no way to save him... Let Dad go away with peace of mind." Shen Wanjun hugged Dou Sikou.

Dou Sikou's crying was heart-rending, and she fainted several times in Xiuyun's arms, and suddenly heard a faint voice coming from Dou Enze's throat.

"Dad... Dad!" Kneeling in front of the hospital bed, Dou Sikou firmly held Dou Enze's hand, "Wake up, wake up and look at me! I am, I am Sikou!"

Dou Enze seemed to have exhausted all his strength before he half-opened his eyes, and a few monotones came out of his throat.

Xiuyun wiped away the tears on her face, and lay on the edge of Dou Enze's pillow: "I, I am here, you... what do you want to say?"

"Xiu, Xiuyun," Dou Enze said softly, "I, I saw it...I saw Button, brother Button..."

Xiuyun's tears fell down again uncontrollably: "You guys, you can finally be reunited."

He tried his best to raise his arm and touched Dou Kouran's fingertips. Dou Enze had seen his brother button in dreams countless times, but he had never been able to feel his temperature clearly like this moment.

The last time I touched this person so truly was that night decades ago.

Dou Enze's memory was rewinding quickly, he knew that this was the last replay of his life, he even saw the fine and dense snow that was falling that night.

That day when Wang Xue was about to give birth, Dou Kouran reported to the brigade that she wanted to go back to take care of her wife, but was rejected by the production team leader. People with problematic styles and backgrounds can only completely liberate their minds if they work non-stop.

Dou Kouran was in a panic, and sneaked out of the cowshed while everyone was resting at night.

But the road from the cowshed to the hospital was too far. He ran to the temple where he taught before, and fell to the ground exhausted.

At that time, Dou Enze and Xiuyun were in the hospital, anxious like ants on a hot pot, when the doctor came out suddenly, shouting "heavy bleeding", and wanted to call the family members.

Dou Enze didn't know what the hemorrhage meant, but Xiuyun cried out, grabbed his arm, and asked him to find Dou Kouran.

When Dou Enze finally found Dou Kouran, he was half leaning on the haystack in the temple.

Dou Kouran's figure is as thin as the firewood next to her, her eye sockets are deep-set, her cheekbones stand out because there is no trace of flesh on her cheeks, her sallow complexion turns blue under the moonlight after snow, at first glance it looks like the skin of a dead person, it is true Kind of scary.

He was panting heavily, the biting cold wind didn't give him any face, it howled into his mouth, he coughed suddenly, his body shook violently, as if he was about to cough out his lungs.

Dou Enze fell down a few times and ran over, his throat sobbing and unable to speak. Looking at Dou Kouran who was shivering from the cold, he picked a bunch of grass from the side to cover Dou Kouran Only a skinny body was left, but the dry grass was lightly blown away by Feng, as if it had no weight.

Dou Enze's tears fell one after another, running across his cheeks, blown by the cold wind, and cut two cuts on his face like knives.Dou Enze knelt on the ground, hugged Dou Kouran, and tightly wrapped his hands around this thin body that could feel the bones, wanting to warm him with his own body temperature.Dou Kouran seemed to use all her strength, and asked him: "Zeze, Xiaoxue, how is Xiaoxue doing?"

Dou Enze buried his head in his already thin chest where his ribs could be seen, and cried, "Doctor, the doctor said he was bleeding heavily, Xiuyun, Xiuyun asked me to come to you."

Dou Kouran's eyes widened: "Say, what are you talking about?"

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." Dou Enze repeated this apology repeatedly while crying.

"Take me, take me to see her, I want to see her..." Dou Koran forcibly got up from the ground and fell down heavily.

"Okay, okay!" Dou Enze sobbed, carrying Dou Kouran on his shoulders, and was about to leave.

"Here! This stinky old nine is playing hooligans again!"

The sharp voice pierced the tranquility of the night through the wind and snow.

A group of people rushed in led by a boy with a small crew cut and a red armband.

"Dou Kouran! You really don't know that you are wrong?! How dare you play hooliganism to the masses?! A social cancer like you should be shot!" He seemed to feel that words could no longer express his anger, and rushed forward He kicked Dou Kouran's belly.Dou Kouran's body was thrown to the door like a rag.

Dou Enze rushed up to support Dou Kouran, and shouted at the crowd: "It's not like this! It's not like this!"

Another soldier dragged him to the edge of the crowd: "Don't be fooled by this kind of person! You are a good seed! Stand in the team!"

The more Dou Enze desperately wanted to rush up, but the more force he had to hold him, suddenly Dou Enze fell suddenly, the people behind took advantage of this opportunity to clasp his shoulders and press down on his legs, he half knelt on the ground, full of The tears in his eyes blurred his vision, and he could only see Dou Kouran's long and narrow figure lying on the ground.He desperately wanted to struggle to get out, but was crushed to death. He could only cry loudly at the heavy snow at the door and Dou Kouran who was lying in the snow.

It was that little soldier again, who seemed to be puzzled by the kick just now, rushed in front of Dou Kouran aggressively, and kicked him on the chin again, Dou Kouran screamed, and his lower teeth flew out instantly with blood. Pulled into a dark red in the shining white snow.

Dou Enze cried and rushed forward, when a rough voice next to him shouted, "You guys take good care of him and don't let him be poisoned by this stinky old man! Everyone else, let's go up and teach this capitalist roader a lesson! Let him know our strength!"

The people around seemed to be infected by this person, and they couldn't wait to stand in a team with him, showing their awareness, and rushed forward to surround Dou Kouran's dilapidated body.

The short, dark-skinned boy who looked like a small potato, raised his eyebrows and dragged the wooden pole as big as his wrist, raised it above his head, drew an arc in the dark night, and landed on Dou Kouran's knee joint, Dou Kouran straightened his body forward, and let out a heart-piercing cry from his throat.

Dou Kouran's body twisted strangely on the ground, trying to crawl out, the place he was going to was the direction of the hospital.

The strong and tall Northeast guy didn't bother to use external tools at all. He put his legs on Dou Kouran's waist, frowned, lifted the collar of Dou Kouran's clothes with one hand, and swung his fist at him with an ah The center of Dou Kou's face was smashed down, and the blood from Dou Kou's nose flowed out like a summer flood, and was blown by the cold wind to freeze into ice, covering the lower half of his face.

"Let him go!" Dou Enze's throat was completely hoarse. He couldn't even distinguish his own voice from the wild shouts of the crowd, so he could only repeat over and over again, "I beg you to let him go!"

The thin young man with a sharp-billed monkey cheek raised his foot and stomped heavily on his chest a few times. Even though the wind was howling, Dou Enze could clearly hear the sound of Dou Kouran's ribs cracking.He seemed to feel that his achievements were far less remarkable than those of the first two, imitating the Northeast man and throwing his fist at Dou Kouran's eyes with all his might, and following Dou Kouran's hoarse cry of pain, a round, soft ball popped out Rolling to the gate of the temple, it was Dou Kouran's eyeball.

The other people gathered around and punched and kicked each other, for fear that when the time comes, they will be rewarded for their merits, and their own share will be missing from the credit book. Even the girl with short hair will not stain Dou Kou's bloody face. Spit twice.

At this time, Dou Kouran was completely silent.

No one knew whether he passed out or died.

The young man who brought everyone here at the beginning stood in front of Dou Kouran with his chest upright, "Comrades! He is the monster of the old society! We will sweep away all monsters and monsters! Whoever dares to object! We will smash the dog's head of anyone else! Step on it! Let him never turn over!"

After finishing speaking, he picked up a big stone and threw it at Dou Siko's head. It was as if Dou Siko's head was built with pieces of paper. When the stone hit it hard, a large piece was dented.From a distance, it looks like a deflated ball.

Dou Enze was pressed down and could only lie on the ground, kowtowing over and over again, begging them not to beat him again.

No one heard his voice.

He raised his head and saw that the wide-open eyes of the boy with the short crew cut were not filled with fear but pleasure, and a contented smile even appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Everyone was like crazy, shouting loudly, the dead man in front of him didn't seem to be the gentleman who taught them how to read and count, but the big devil who murdered and set fires and did all kinds of evil.

At that moment, Dou Enze truly felt that the world was hopeless, and this temple, which originally enshrined the most compassionate Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, witnessed the craziest and cruelest world.

When the sky was slightly bright, Dou Kouran was already dead, and everyone left contentedly.

Dou Enze crawled to the side of Dou Kouran, and Dou Kouran's body was covered with a layer of blown snow.

How innocent Bai Xue is, covering up crimes for a group of youngsters, how lucky Bai Xue is to be able to accompany the gentleman who has been frank and worried about the country and the people on his last journey.

Dou Enze lay on his body, trying to warm up his cold body.But it didn't work.Dou Kouran's body was already stiff and had the same temperature as Bai Xue.

In the long history, there are always darkest moments. In the dark night forest, some people raised their heads and saw the lights outside the forest, so they led everyone out of this dark forest.

Just like Dou Enze, in the next few decades, he used his accumulated resources and contacts to establish Jiangcheng University. In just a few decades, it became one of the top universities in the country, which is a legend that everyone in Jiangcheng said.

And some people never look for the light, they are the light itself, illuminating this land forever, guiding people to bravely walk out of ignorance and move towards civilization.

Dou Kouran is Dou Enze's ray of light, and Dou Enze has been following Dou Kouran's footsteps all his life.

"Brother Button, he is smiling at me." Speaking of this, Dou Enze also showed a trace of relief on his face.

"Brother Button, I, I have fulfilled your wish for you. I, I have not let you down."

"No." Xiuyun gently combed Dou Enze's hair with her fingers, sobbing, "You have never disappointed Brother Button..."

"Brother Button, are you here to pick me up..."

On his deathbed, Dou Enze spoke slowly, speaking his last words in this world.

He said, "Brother Button, I can finally stay with you."

Dou Enze's hand slipped from Dou Sikou's palm, and the ECG monitor issued a "beep--" warning.

There is a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The author has something to say: I recommend Yu Hua's "Brothers".

In fact, I originally wanted to cut this line and finish it earlier. There are two main reasons. One is that no one is optimistic about this book and wants to finish it quickly. The other is that I found that Dou Kouran is the white moonlight in my heart, but my own I can't write enough to write. He combines the image of a British gentleman and a Chinese gentleman.

But I still want everyone to know what this person is like and what this story is like.

I don't want to rush and don't explain anything.

The next few chapters will be relatively heavy.

Guaranteed to be HE.

The three-dimensional will be busy this week, the current situation can be said to be very difficult, but I will try my best to keep updated.