Eternal Burning

Chapter 20: Nothing

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Before college, I never felt like my life was weird.

Ordinary is created by contrasting with the uncommon. Uncommon people will only realize how different they are when they meet ordinary people.

I will always remember Lu Feiheng's surprised and eccentric expression when he learned that my 18-year life has been completely without fun, no friends, and only learning - I thought it was "weird" at the time, but now that I think about it, he may be distressed I.

The first time I watched Shang Lu's movie, I was in college, and I watched "Retrograde Wind" with a few people in the dormitory. I don't know if it's a "chicken plot", and after watching other people's movies, I feel inferior to Shang Lu, and I secretly bought his posters to hide under the bed.

Lu Feiheng also liked Shang Lu and would often watch Shang Lu's films with me. The most watched films are all flesh-colored, showing Shang Lu's good figure and face.

I should have noticed, how could he be straight as our tastes are so similar.

It's a pity that although Shang Lu was only thirty years old at that time, he had already retired from the entertainment industry. There are only those few works left. I read them over and over again, and I can recite my lines when I see them.

If he didn't retire back then, he would be a movie king now.

It is a pity for many fans that Shang Lu gave up his flourishing acting career and turned to business at the most brilliant time. No wonder so many people expect Shang Muxiao to inherit the mantle and enter the circle to film. This has nothing to do with hobbies, it's more like a... feeling.

But their father-son relationship is so bad, it should be impossible.

"Eat the broccoli."

At the quiet dining table, a stern female voice interrupted my thoughts that radiated to the horizon and pulled me back to reality.

Four people were sitting on one side of the square dining table. Bei Yan was opposite me, frowning at the only broccoli left in the bowl.

He didn't like to eat vegetables since he was a child. He used to save vegetables for the last time and pretended to eat them in front of his parents. In fact, he just put them in his mouth and spit them out the window after returning to the room.

This was a perfect plan, but my house lives on the first floor, and outside his window is the green belt of the community. During that time, my mother always felt that there were many flies in the summer. After looking around, she completely dismantled his tricks.

The mother was furious at his deceit, and after cleaning the green belt with a cold face, she only gave him a vegetarian diet for a long time. Originally, he wanted to correct his picky eating problem, but if he didn't like it, he didn't like it. No matter how old he was, his dislike for vegetables was still etched in his bones.

"Oh." Bei Yan reluctantly stuffed the broccoli into his mouth, chewing it hard.

I saw that he was really uncomfortable, so I deliberately spoke for him: "If you don't like it, forget it, don't force him to eat it."

My father didn't speak, probably because of his work in the government department. On weekdays, he always seemed very serious, he didn't talk much, and he didn't talk much at home. From a long time ago, he was accustomed to being in charge of everything at home by his mother. As for educating children, he would not intervene if he could not intervene.

He has always believed that there can only be one voice between husband and wife, and once both of them speak, conflicts will break out.

"No, how can the body be healthy with unbalanced nutrition? It has to be eaten." The mother was as tough as ever, and there was no room for concessions.

She hasn't been fat for decades. When she was young, she still had flesh on her face, so she wasn't too thin. When she got older, her skin slackened and her fat subsided, and people looked thinner and thinner, and her eyes looked extra big. , makes people feel anxious.

Bei Yan was frightened by her and swallowed the broccoli that was not chewed in his mouth whole. Then he stayed there, his eyes wide open, his hands covering his neck, but his mouth was open but he couldn't make any sound.

Immediately something went wrong in my heart.

His movements were really scary, and his parents suddenly lost their calm.

Beiyan's face turned purple from suffocation, and he looked like he was almost out of breath, apparently choked by broccoli.

"Xiaoyan, don't scare mother." The mother's voice was crying, and the whole person panicked.

"Let's go, I'll drive to the hospital." My father got up and went to look for the car keys.

I was relatively calm among several people. I remember reading it in the first aid manual before. This kind of person who choked on the food and stuck the trachea should use the Heimlich maneuver, which may cause permanent damage to the brain if it is too late.

"Wait, let's get the foreign body out of his esophagus first..."

No one listened to me at all. My mother kept slapping Beiyan's back. Tears filled her eyes, and she repeated the same sentence in her mouth: "You must not be in trouble, you must not be in trouble..."

Father lost his head and looked for the keys, but the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't find them. He took out his mobile phone and called an ambulance.

Seeing that it would be too late, I pressed my mother away with my lips pressed, and pulled Beiyan over to let him sit on my lap facing forward. Grab your wrist with your hand and squeeze up quickly and firmly.

Using the air left in the lungs to form an airflow, Beiyan spit it out with a "wow" in just two strokes. Food scraps fell onto my hands and body along the front of his clothes, and the broccoli that almost killed him was also among them.

No longer stuck in the trachea by the foreign object, he took a deep breath and fell down softly. He was firmly caught by his mother, who hugged him into his arms and kept kissing.

"How is it? How's it going?" Father hurriedly ran over with his mobile phone in hand, his face was no better than Beiyan's.

I took a tissue on the table and wiped my hands. Seeing that Bei Yan was crying so hard, I said, "It shouldn't be a big problem. If you are worried, you can go to the hospital again."

Father was stunned for a moment, covered his heart and breathed a sigh of relief, and then explained the situation to the operator on the other end of the phone, asking them not to call for an ambulance.

After eating like this, no one is in the mood to continue. Father was busy changing Beiyan's clothes and taking a bath, while mother picked up the scraps on the table.

I wiped the stain off my pants with a paper towel and washed my hands in front of the sink, but the sticky feeling lingered and made me nauseous.

"Thanks to you just now." My mother put a stack of tableware into the sink, and she has completely returned to her previous appearance. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I didn't know she would have lost control like that.

"He's my brother, can I watch him die?" I said softly, wiped the water droplets off my hands, threw the tissue into the trash can, and decided to leave after seeing Beiyan.

"Your trousers..." Mother suddenly stopped me, glanced over a watermark on my knee and said, "Do you want to ask your father to change it for you?"

Fingertips contracted slightly, I shook my head and declined her kindness.

She didn't insist any longer, turned on the faucet, turned her back on me and started washing the dishes. Everything we can say is over.

Bei Yan's life and death took a lot of time and energy. After taking a shower, he felt a little shriveled, and huddled naked under the quilt, looking very tired.

"Does it still hurt?" I asked.

"It's not uncomfortable anymore. Brother, you are really amazing. If it weren't for you, I would have almost died." Maybe because he had just vomited, his voice is still a little hoarse now, no longer as clear as a young man, and his small round face still has a smile on his face. some pale.

I tucked the quilt for him and said, "I will pay more attention to what I eat in the future. Mom and Dad are getting old. If something happens to you, they can't stand it."

Bei Yan pouted, and said "um" in a low voice.

I saw that he was all right and was about to leave when he suddenly stopped me mysteriously and said in a low voice, "Brother, is the puppy okay?"

Glancing at the door, I showed him the recent photo of the puppy sent to me by Dr. He on my phone.

"The recovery is good, but the fracture is not so easy to heal, and it needs to be raised again."

"That's great..." Bei Yan looked at the photos back and forth several times before returning the phone to me and whispered, "Brother, thank you."

My heart softened, revealing the first sincere smile of the night. Touching his head, saying goodbye to him, he turned and walked out the door.

When my father saw that I was leaving, he took the initiative to take me downstairs.

The two of them didn't speak all the way, and before I left, he finally couldn't help but say: "Beijing, someone introduced a girl to your mother a while ago, she is in her twenties, and she is very good in all aspects, except for the lack of education. I'm tall, and my hands are a little handicapped..."

I thought that Beiyan's accident was the worst thing in this family banquet, but it turned out to be just the tip of the iceberg.

I suppressed my irritability and interrupted him: "I'm like this, you want me to get married?"

Father opened his mouth, seemed offended by my attitude, and his expression sank.

"The girl on the other side also agrees, she knows... Your situation, said that if it's a big deal, you want your child to be a test-tube baby in the future. Your mother and I both think that the other party is good and suitable for you. You are thirty-two, and you should also consider the future. thing."

This is so funny.

I, the client, didn't know anything about it, and they even reached the point of discussing marriage with the woman, and they even thought about how their children would be born in the future.

In the chest cavity seems to be condensed with a mass of ice-bound fire, wanting to burn everything, burn everything, but weak and unable to burn through the surrounding ice wall. I can only watch myself being consumed to death a little bit, living a lifeless life, and staying safe.

"Are you asking for my opinion now, or are you just notifying me?"

"North mustard, we are also for your own good."

I gave a short "ha" and said with a cold face: "Thank you, but no need, I live very well by myself." After saying this, I didn't look at him, and left quickly.

After returning home and taking a shower, I wanted to drink some wine and watch a movie before taking a break, but before that, I received a phone call from Shang Muxiao, which disrupted all my bedtime plans.

"It's only eight o'clock, you're not sleeping, right?" There was a faint sound of music from his side, and there was no other sound after that.

"No."

"I'm at the bar, are you coming? I'll treat you to a drink."

Grabbing the glass from the cupboard, I said, "I don't like crowded places, and if I go there I'll have to drive myself, and I won't be able to drink."

He smiled lowly: "It's not that kind of nightclub, people are rarely very quiet. You can't drink, I can invite you to drink juice."

I'm really tired today and I've already taken a shower. Drinking can be done anywhere, and I can do it at home without having to travel all the way to drink juice. Besides, why should I be called by him? Me and him are just...

"Teacher." He specially lengthened the end and called me in a voice wrapped in honey, "Come on, I'll sing for you."

My thoughts suddenly got stuck, and there was some poor contact.

Me and him are just...

"I can sing 'Little Star' and 'Kiss My Baby', which one do you want to listen to?" I don't know if it was related to smoking, but at the end, there was a hoarseness in his voice.

Through the phone receiver, I also seem to smell the lingering smell of nicotine. Strong, choking, and dizzying.

Yes…

"The address has been sent to your mobile phone, I'll wait for you." He didn't give me a chance to refuse, and then hung up the phone.

The text message with the address followed, and I stared at the screen of my phone, my fingers tightening.

what is it

Nothing!

"boom!"

Annoyed, I patted the cupboard, I went back to the bedroom to change my clothes, and went out again.