The residual temperature is over

When Yu Shiye realized the earthquake, the street was like a clockwork toy box that had been winded up from a deep sleep. The chain twisted, and the doors and windows were all opened.But other than that, there was no more movement.Those open openings are like passages that absorb light and sound, gloomy, and anything that goes in will disappear without a trace.

Yu Shiye's eyes flicked past these gaps, he didn't have time to think why no one came out, he just turned around subconsciously, and turned his gaze to the izakaya behind him.The old shop still looked old, and the curtain in front of the door trembled slightly in the earthquake, like young leaves trembling on the branches in a strong wind.

It shook so diligently that Yu Shiye always felt that the next moment, the curtain would be lifted, and Wen Bieyu, who had just entered, would come out with the old store manager.

He didn't wait for anyone, but only waited for the sound of explosions one after another, as if countless porcelain had been smashed to the ground.Among these crisp sounds one after another, there was also a faint muffled hum, which came out of the gap between layers of explosions, and penetrated into Yu Shiye's mind all the way.

This is Wen Bieyu's voice!

Yu Shiye felt a little trance, the trance still remained in his head, his body had started to move automatically, he ran two steps forward suddenly, and he had already reached the door of the izakaya.

The rough wooden door frame touched his palm, and this little bit of sharpness pierced the illusory bubble in Yu Shiye's mind. He calmed down, calmly bent down, lowered his center of gravity, and exerted force on both hands and feet holding the door frame at the same time. , The whole person jumped into the izakaya like a cheetah.

One step forward, the light and darkness suddenly changed, the small windows of the izakaya were mostly covered by the hanging paintings that fell during the earthquake, and a few strands of searchlight-like light sifted through the remaining openings, hitting the room first, creating a room of floating dust, and then Directly illuminate the broken porcelain and the overturned wall cabinets.

The closet did not completely fall to the ground, it was supported in mid-air, forming a triangular angle with the ground, and the fulcrum of this angle was Wen Bieyu's shoulder, in front of him, the gap between the closet and the ground At the corner, the old store manager turned his legs and was trying to get up...

Yu Shiye caught up in time, his hands were as steady as those of a doctor on the operating table, and amidst the shaking, he gently carried the old store manager out from under the cabinet, and then squatted down:

"Come up, I'll carry you on my back."

Although the old store manager has lost his foot, he is not in a panic. Living in Japan, one has to get used to earthquakes that occur from time to time. According to his judgment, the current amplitude of the earthquake is not severe and there will not be too much danger. He instructed Yu Shiye : "The main shock is over, and the aftermath will follow. Let's take advantage of this time to get out of the house first."

After hearing what the old store manager said, Yu Shiye turned his gaze to Wen Bieyu, and then his heart started to tremble, as if it was contained in the waves of water, with nowhere to go: "Is it okay?"

"It's okay." Wen Bieyu looked clear and spoke accurately.

With just these two words, the water in Yu Shiye's chest disappeared, and his floating heart fell steadily. He wrapped one hand behind his back, holding up the old store manager who had already hugged him, and put his other arm against the cabinet. Go up, and said to Wen Bieyu: "I'll help you hold on, you come out first, and we will run out together."

The two were misaligned, the fulcrum shifted, Wen Bieyu relaxed his body, got out from under the cabinet, and the moment he stood up, he trusted Yu Shiye with all his heart, and ran out immediately without turning his head.

This is a very short moment, but the senses stretch it into a very long time.

During this long process, Wen Bieyu could feel that Yu Shiye was always following behind him, and the other party's Gan Li's breath became warm and warm at this moment, forming a transparent cover around him, isolating the danger in his body out of the world.

He hadn't experienced such a feeling for a long time.

***

Once in and out, the darkness disappeared, and the light came down again.

Yu Shiye carried the old store manager on his back, and went out of the izakaya with Wen Bieyu. It was also at this time that people from the surrounding houses came out one after another. Although the ground still felt a little shaking, everyone was calm and didn't look panicked. .

They waited for a while at the gathering place of the crowd, felt intermittent aftershocks, and heard some collision sounds from the house due to the vibration... Afterwards, the shaking stopped and the sound disappeared. This sudden earthquake followed the past up.

Everyone gathered around came to life, some old people seemed to know Lu Guangyuan, they walked over and chatted with Lu Guangyuan, their voices were quite low, but their expressions were very concerned, and one of them even came to speak and gesture in front of Yu Shiye.

Yu Shiye was stunned for a moment before realizing that the other party was telling him the direction to the nearest hospital.

Next, he drove Wen Bieyu and the old store manager to the hospital, registered for treatment, and got busy back and forth. It didn't take long, just over an hour.At this time, the diagnostic report came out. The old store manager's ankle turned, but fortunately, it was not serious. Usually, pay attention to it and rest for a while. There is no problem with the shoulders and bones. Ice packs are applied when I get home, and then rubbed with medicinal wine.

Yu Shiye took the two reports and asked the old store manager to translate them while reading them. After confirming that both of them had no problems, he let out a long breath and completely relieved.

At this time, the glass door of the hospital rest area was suddenly knocked open, and a man in a suit stumbled in. He was sweating profusely, with messy hair and crumpled clothes. Even his face was deformed. Fished out of the drum washing machine, I even forgot to go through the drying process.

He entered the rest area, gasping for breath, stopped, his footsteps stopped, his eyes were still alive, and he turned around in a panic, until he saw Yu Shiye—more precisely, he saw the old man behind Yu Shiye. When he was the store manager, he suddenly burst into excitement.

"dad--"

This cry allowed Yu Shiye to confirm the identity of the person who came. It was obvious that he was the son of the old store manager living in Tokyo.

Afterwards, things were easy to handle, Yu Shiye went up to greet him, briefly explained the doctor's diagnosis to his son, and then, the few of them took the old shop manager back to the izakaya.

They walked through the messy shop, through a door in the bar, entered the second half of the house for living, and sat scattered in a small Japanese room of about ten square meters.

This Japanese room is messy and crowded. There is an old-fashioned TV set in the center and a shrine next to it. There is a black and white photo of an elderly woman in the shrine. She has an ordinary face but a gentle smile. It should be an old shop. long wife.

As for the rest of the corners, books and clothes are piled up in a mess. In the middle is a table with untidy bottles and cans. There is actually a colorful thermos jug beside the table legs. Old family photos from the 90s can give people a feeling.

The son put the old store manager down and sat down, then knelt down and sat down.

On the way back, it was enough for him to understand what happened. He bent down and talked to Yu Shiye and Wen Bieyu in slightly unfamiliar Chinese:

"I really really appreciate the help of the two of you. If it weren't for the two of you, I don't know what terrible things would happen to my father."

Then he straightened up and faced his father very seriously.

"Dad, if your neighbor didn't tell me about your injury, I wouldn't know anything about it. Why didn't you call me and tell me about such an important matter?"

The son is very serious, but Lu Guangyuan is not paying attention:

"It's just a crutch, what's the big deal, I'm making you fuss."

"What does it mean to have a crutch? This is a very dangerous thing! Father, please correct your attitude."

"Hehe, are you teaching me a lesson?"

"I haven't, but I think father, you can't stay in this place anymore, please come back to Tokyo with me and live with me, my wife will take care of you, and my granddaughter misses her grandpa very much."

"What's the trouble? You, I live well here. I have a friend who has a store. What are you going to do in Tokyo? Come back if you want to see me. Don't keep saying that you want to work, and I will be thankful."

"I do have to work!" the son emphasized, adding, "This shop is too run-down—"

The son just told the truth, but Lu Guangyuan was furious.

"Old, old, old! Is that the only word you have? Your mother and I used this dilapidated shop to feed you little by little, and fed you to Tokyo. You picked up the bowl to eat, and put down the bowl to scold you Do you know you!"

"Father, why don't you understand my kindness to you—" the son was anxious.

This sentence angered Lu Guangyuan even more, and Lu Guangyuan interrupted his son very rudely, with a stern voice:

"Don't say it, I said earlier that I would not go to Tokyo, I hate Tokyo, I hate Tokyo's subway maze, I hate Tokyo's crowded crowds, I hate tall buildings standing like monsters, that kind of cold and impersonal appearance of a steel city Don't let me be an old hat! Go back to your Tokyo!"

The characters of this father and son are really in the same line. After the old store manager said the above words, the son lost his composure and stood up from the ground all of a sudden, flushing from neck to cheek.

Yu Shiye and Wen Bieyu couldn't see it well, so they hurried forward to grab one, Yu Shiye grabbed his son, Wen Bieyu comforted the old store manager, but he couldn't hold him back, and the son started to quarrel with his father .

This will not work.

Yu Shiye was no longer relentless, and gave Wen Bieyu a look to take good care of the old store manager, and dragged his son out of the house forcefully.

During the struggle, the son kicked the colorful kettle next to the table. The kettle hit the wall, the lid flew off, and the inner liner was broken. A fragmented mess was left on the ground, and in the mess was the dejected and rickety back of the old store manager.

***

Yu Shiye led the people outside the house, this time, he didn't need to use any more force, the old store manager's son vented his strength first, he broke free from Yu Shiye's arms, and kicked the wall fiercely to vent his anger.

"What the hell is going on? Why can't he understand what I want to say? In order to take him to Tokyo and take care of him for the elderly, I have to work two jobs and work twelve hours from morning till night. , I'm already very tired, but when I come to him, I still don't please, never please! I really don't understand why he hates Tokyo so much, did Tokyo provoke him?!"

Yu Shiye looked at him for a moment.

He turned around, took two steps to the side in an evasive manner, stopped again, turned his ankles, his shoes made a rustling sound on the ground, returned to his son, and told him.

"Your father doesn't hate Tokyo."

A person who hates Tokyo will not look longingly at the city outside the window in his car.

The son reacted for a while, and finally realized that Yu Shiye was talking to him, and he frowned.

"Excuse me, what did you say?"

Yu Shiye clearly told the other party: "Before the earthquake happened, your father just came back from Tokyo. He has been in Japan for so many years, but he has never seen Tokyo Tower. He has been looking forward to going to Tokyo and seeing Tokyo Tower in his lifetime."

Confusion surfaced on his son's face, he looked at Yu Shiye in confusion, as if he couldn't distinguish the real one from two completely opposite information.

Yu Shiye has evidence.

The photo accidentally taken in front of the Tokyo Tower turned out to be physical evidence to tell the truth to his son, it was destined by heaven.

He took out his mobile phone and showed the photo to the man in front of him.

The son had nothing to say, and the sway disappeared, but more daze was like a thick fog, swirling around and enveloping him.He doesn't understand:

"Why is Dad like this...I told him a long time ago...I will work hard to bring him to Tokyo...Since he wants to live with me in Tokyo...Of course I will work hard to bring him over -"

"Is your effort working two jobs in a row and working twelve hours a day?" Yu Shiye asked him.

"What else do you want from me?"

"I don't want you to do anything." Yu Shiye told him, his voice was unusually soft, as soft as the wind caressing his cheeks.He lowered his eyelids, covering his eyes with thin eyelids, "Because he didn't want you to bear such a great pressure, your father never dared to let you know that he likes Tokyo."

Because the old store manager who once took care of his domestic girlfriend living in Japan knew better than his son the exhaustion and helplessness that could not change the reality despite all his efforts.

That being the case, simply don't embarrass others.

The son understood, his feet went limp and he fell to the ground.His description was already extremely embarrassing, the clothes on his body turned into dried plums in another struggle, the tie was crooked, the bottom of the shirt was torn out from the belt, and a hillock was randomly piled up on his stomach.He got the most honest answer at this moment, so his anger and confusion, excitement and anger were all turned into ashes by a bucket of ice water that fell from the sky.

He sat in the muddy and cold pile of ashes, dazed for a while, then suddenly hugged his head and began to cry.

Yu Shiye remained silent.

The love of the elders is silent and heavy, accompanied by dedication and sacrifice, the number is countless.

Then the child's howls sounded.

It is the sadness of not being able to fully repay oneself, and even more the shame of being powerless.

A slight pity flashed in his eyes, but the pity was not only for the person in front of him, but also for his past self.

The more you want to avoid the past, the more people mention it, and the more you want to bury the past, the more people dig it up.

Today's personnel affairs are so similar to what he and Wen Bieyu have experienced, but he was so confident back then, self-confidence can change everything.

During the winter vacation of that year, Wen Bieyu's grandfather suffered a stroke and became paralyzed.

For Wen Bieyu, who was brought up by his grandfather since he was a child, he did not hesitate to suffer a blow from the earth; but the second blow came one after another. Wen's father and mother who rushed back from other places, after a short discussion, soon Make decisions easily:

"Busy, I can't come back to take care of her, send her to a nursing home."

There are pale people lying in the pale ward. In the pale world, maybe only Wen's father and mother are still bright.

He saw Wen Bieyu sitting beside the hospital bed. Wen Bieyu clenched his hands tightly into fists, with bulging veins on the back of his hands.

The sky was always cloudy, there was no rain, the rain only poured down in Wen Bieyu's heart.

He hugged Wen Bieyu in his arms, not letting a trace of wind and cold invade them, he didn't want to see Wen Bieyu like this.

He wanted to protect him, to blow away the dark clouds and make the sky clear after the rain.

The next day, they went to the nursing home that Wen's father and mother mentioned.

There are thirteen beds in a large room, and each bed is a paralyzed old man. There is a strange smell in the air, like the smell of disinfectant mixed with excrement, or the smell of rotting meat , more like the smell of death.

They approached and saw clearly the old man on the bed.

These old people lay motionless on the yellowed medical beds, did not speak, and only blinked once for a long time, like a humanoid plant.

They left.

After coming out of that nursing home, Wen Bieyu couldn't stay in the house, and after a long time, she whispered, "Grandpa won't like it there..."

It was then that he made up his mind and told Wen Bieyu, "Let's take care of grandpa together!"

This idea is not a hothead, Yu Shiye was already thinking about it when he was in the hospital.

He had never cared for a patient, and it was a difficult thing to guess.

But he feels that the problem is not too big. Where there is a will, there is a way.

and--

His hand was held tightly by Wen Bieyu, and the gleam in Wen Bieyu's eyes was the brightest he had ever seen since he knew each other.

And, they were together, they believed so.

With a decision, Wen Bieyu acted.Yu Shiye gave Wen Bieyu a note, the money that Wen's father and mother sent to the nursing home is not for nothing, as long as his parents transfer the money to Wen Bieyu's card, what will Wen Bieyu do with the money in this card? It was Wen Bieyu who had the final say.

This plan was easily achieved, without a few words, the couple was fooled - their hearts and spirits were not here in the first place, so of course there was nothing wrong with them.

After getting the money, Yu Shiye and Wen Bieyu officially began to look for nurses, learn professional knowledge, and even went to the previous nursing home as volunteers to practice many times.

It was a bit difficult at first, Yu Shiye and Wen Bieyu went there a few times, and they vomited a few times.

Spit and spit, and slowly learn a lot. When the winter vacation is over and grandpa is discharged from the hospital and returns home to recuperate, they can also get started and take care of grandpa together with the nurses.

In terms of time, it is good to say that there is no need to learn new knowledge points in the third year of high school. One person does not have enough time to take care of it, and two people take turns. On the contrary, if they are rich, it will be physical exercise in the middle of learning.

However, the money is beginning to be a bit out of hand. The monthly expenses of the nursing home that Wen's father and mother are looking for are not high, and it is a bit difficult to support the salary of the nurses. As for other expenses such as medicines and nutrition, Some can be deducted from the elderly's medical insurance, and some cannot.

Yu Shiye and Wen Bieyu had been calculating the ones that didn't work.

They are going to take the college entrance examination soon, and they have already selected a school in Shanghai—a city that is very close to here, very prosperous, and has top-notch medical conditions in China.

Wen Bieyu didn't want to leave his grandfather alone in his hometown. Yu Shiye also felt that since they could take good care of his grandfather in his hometown, they should be able to do it in another place. University is easier than high school. The only thing worth worrying about is probably This is a very burdensome expense in the middle.

They discussed back and forth for several rounds and thought about several solutions, but they all felt that they were not particularly good. Finally, they reached a consensus: these four years will be more difficult, and after graduating from university and working, they will no longer worry about money.

The life in the last half year of high school was arranged very tightly by the two of them.

It is true that they are a little tired, but the sense of accomplishment they have gained is enough to cover up the exhaustion in their bodies - under the careful care of the past six months, Wen Bieyu's grandfather has gradually recovered and can walk on crutches by himself. Best gift ever!

Their college entrance examinations went very smoothly, and both of them were admitted to the first choice with scores that exceeded the admission threshold by a lot.

At this time, an accident happened.

Grandpa, who was already able to walk, had a second stroke, which was much more serious than the first one.

He and Wen Bieyu waited outside the emergency room for a long, long time, and finally waited for Grandpa to come out again.

Grandpa woke up and lost his voice. It took three full days before he regained his language ability. The first sentence he uttered was:

"I... don't... go to... school with... you..."

I don't go to the city where you go to school.

Yu Shiye and Wen Bieyu didn't understand why Grandpa said these words as soon as he was able to speak.They also tried to persuade grandpa, but grandpa was very irritable.

The confrontation between the two sides ended with the failure of Yu Shiye and Wen Bieyu under Grandpa's fierce reaction.

They made a new plan: Shanghai is not far from here, they can come back to see the elderly on weekends, if the course is busy, they will come back alone a week, if not busy, they will come back together.

It was fine at first.

But, but that time... that negligence.

Yu Shiye woke up from the memories.His body was trembling, and the trembling made him shiver. He took two steps back, raised his hand and touched his forehead, and his hands were covered with cold sweat. His eyes also changed, as if the pupils were covered with old The yellowed membrane, this membrane was burned, and everything in front of my eyes began to burnt black.

He couldn't recall these things, he could only think about what happened next in a daze.

Then...he notified Wen's father and Wen's mother in the hospital.

The two people who rushed over pushed him away fiercely and contemptuously: "What can a child do, nothing can be done! I said earlier that I would be sent to a nursing home to receive professional care. Now that my father is gone, it is your fault! It is your fault! wrong!"

All other voices are gone.

Only this one is left, and it keeps looping loudly in the ear, and it can't be turned off no matter what.

I did not take good care of the elderly.

Yu Shiye thought blankly along with the voice in his ear.

my fault.

It was my fault……

It was my fault.

The strong wind shattered the ivory tower, and the blood and tears collapsed innocence and arrogance together.

The author has something to say: domestic nursing homes do have aging facilities and a serious shortage of employees. This is a very hard job, and the salary is not high.

However, in recent years, a lot of policy has been invested in this area, and it is generally trying to get better.