At dawn, the lights in the operating room finally went out.
As the doctor walked out, Jian Bianlin greeted him and talked with the doctor briefly. The other party told him that Dad Xing had been taken directly from the operating room to intensive care. The operation was very successful, just because I was older and there were more than a dozen steel nails in my body. Sooner or later I needed a new operation, and my hip bones had to be replaced with artificial ones.
This is good news that makes people feel at ease for the time being, and both my parents and my parents were relieved.
Twenty-four hours later, Xian's father was successfully transferred from the intensive care unit to the general ward. During this period, Xianbian Lin always avoided the opportunity of direct communication with her. Only when he wanted to change his father’s clean medical suit: "Go out and ask the nurse when the doctor will come for the check."
After seeing it for the first time, I went out for two steps.
No, didn't the doctor just leave
The sound of the bed sheet being pulled up behind him explained his "lie".
On the third day, the person who let her get rid of the embarrassment of no communication turned out to be Teacher Li who came to visit again with a bag of fruits. Teacher Li talked to Dad Jian for a while, and kindly grasped the hand of Chu Jian, and rubbed it in the palm of his hand: "Do you want to go back to school and have a look."
School
When I first saw it, I couldn't imagine the screen of the inspection border forest appearing on the campus: "It's not very convenient for him, right?"
"Today is Saturday. Only the third grade is making up classes. It doesn't matter." Teacher Li kindly invited him, probably because he wanted to use the memories of the past teenagers to ease her relationship with Jian Bianlin.
Not stupid at first sight, Xiao Jiujiu in the teacher's heart, she can understand.
Although she was not for "reconciliation," she also wanted to find a gap so that the prosecutor Lin could take the initiative to speak out about the operation. So she agreed quite readily.
The junior high school is only ten minutes away from this hospital and will be back soon.
She thought, Prosecutor Lin has respected the teacher since he was a child and will definitely not refuse. But she calculated to the beginning, but did not calculate the result.
If this man doesn't want to talk to people, no one can pry his mouth open.
He first saw his legs hanging, sitting on the railing of the runway stands, staring at him.
The border forest was on two steps, sitting quietly, looking at the empty runway in the distance.
"Check Border Forest." She was calling his name.
Check the border forest.
This was the first word he could pronounce in Mandarin.
The name of the person, his own name.
At the age of five, he came to this strange city, he still can't speak Mandarin. The four-year-old girl at the opposite door was very tired. Persevering, he followed him every day, checking Bian Lin, checking Bian Lin yelled, by the way, she mumbled and mumbled with her own Mandarin, which is not too standard, mixed with Hangzhou dialect.
Finally one day, in the evening, while the two adults were still chatting with a drink, he stopped, and threw out a sentence: "You are so noisy, I know what my name is, check the border forest."
The whole sentence was pronounced standard, and surprised the two adults and Pi Diandian following their little girl in a yellow duck pattern dress.
In fact, he is not a child prodigy, but his self-esteem is too strong. He silently remembers every word she usually says, as well as the narration of the news on the TV, and practiced to be proficient and accurate behind his back.
"Check Border Forest?" After twenty-two years, it was the little girl who called his name.
"Sit away," his voice was vague, as if he wasn't saying this by himself, "don't block me."
"... Oh," Chu Jian moved to the railing, "It's far."
At first sight, there were words in his eyes, and she didn't dare to say, she wanted him to tell herself about the difficulties he encountered.
Border Lin was still looking at the farthest point of the runway, he guessed, she should have known it.
It's just that she doesn't understand that these things are nothing compared to giving up her completely. As long as he thought of letting go, he gave her the opportunity to pass her ring finger willingly to another man's hand, and felt that this life was over.
"Check Bianlin," her voice floated over, still testing him, "Are you feeling sick?"
Jian Bian Lin suddenly stood up, jumped directly down two steps, and walked down the stairs of the stand quickly, all the way from the playground through the hall of the teaching building. Hearing the sound of hurriedly chasing his own footsteps behind him, he suddenly stopped.
The first time I saw it, I was still thinking that I must ask it out today. No matter how hard his mouth was, he would be unstable, and he would grab his wrist.
"What have you been doing with me?"
"..."
"You let go first, in case the students are in trouble after class," he twisted his wrist at first sight and wanted to pull it out. "I know you are in a bad mood. Uncle Xian just finished the operation, and you..."
"What's more?" Prosecutor Lin pulled her arm and fell onto the blackboard.
Unexpectedly, he was dragged by him and fell over. Before she could even react, her wrist was held down. The small red, white, and white characters on the blackboard were smeared by her sleeves, and they were all powder.
I curled my fingertips when I first saw the pain, and felt that I was going to be suffocated to death: "I know you are going to have an operation, your agent said."
"so what?"
"Your family has no relatives in Beijing, only an agent. Uncle Jian has just finished the operation again, so he can't accompany you..."
"so what?"
"I want to accompany you." Forget the suffocation and suffocate to death, it's better than him.
She had just slowed down, trying to soothe her emotions, but she didn't expect to pay the bill at all, and her voice became colder and colder: "Be with me? What kind of identity, good friend? Girlfriend?"
At first sight, I was stunned and reacted.
He was forcing himself again.
She pursed her lips and didn't want to say anything.
If it weren't for Uncle Xian's current situation, and if he didn't know what illness he had for surgery, how could she follow him. I've always avoided it, but in the face of this kind of life |
Yesterday, Tong Fei asked herself in WeChat, what should I do if a disease is not very good? What she replied was "don't know".
I don't know, I'm very confused. Even when he was facing the silent waiting in the operating room with his back to himself, there was a few moments of softness...
The notice of the Academic Affairs Office attached a few steps away was fluttered by the autumn breeze, stabbing.
Something was jumping in the palm of the border forest. It was her pulse, weak, fast, no matter how small the details, he would pay attention to her.
He has a tight throat.
Want to kiss her.
There was laughter, girls, and loud noises, and boys, floating intermittently from the easternmost staircase of the teaching building, it was the class for make-up classes that was over.
First seeing him hurriedly pushed him away: I don't care about you, do whatever you want.
She ran out of the teaching building, crossed the basketball court, jumped out of the open small iron gate, turned around twice, and walked decisively in the opposite direction to the hospital. His chest is stuffy, I blame him for not appreciating at all, and I also blame myself for losing my temper at this time, all kinds of blame, annoyance, and anger are entangled, and I feel depressed and want to cry.
After the girl ran out of the teaching building in front of him, the border forest took a few steps forward and pushed open the door of an open classroom. The moment the door opened, two girls who were completing the task of writing a blackboard with chalk were startled and looked back. Screamed instantly.
Lin Lin pursed his lips, pressed his fingers on his lips, and motioned for the two people not to make a sound.
The classroom fell silent.
In the aisle separated by a wall, there began to be people in the whole third grade, celebrating the end of today's make-up class lively. Noisy, drifting away, from chattering to talking in couples, and finally returning to silence, he finally nodded apologetically, thanking the two for their cooperation.
"You, are you really a border forest?" one of them stammered.
He didn't answer, it's acquiescence.
"I said it a long time ago! Zhenbao graduated from our school!" Another high point jumped from the chair and flipped through his schoolbag from the last row of desks. "Where's the phone? The book, crazy, crazy I'm crazy." The hand that turned out the book was trembling with excitement, "Master, brother, sign us." Before he answered, the girl held his arm tightly: "And, there is , Leave a word for our class too!"
Expecting, excited, and fearful of rejection in the eyes.
Lin Lin still didn't make a sound, probed his hand, and found a half of white chalk in the chalk slot.
The texture of chalk reminded him of the days when he used to write blackboard newspapers for Class Nine. At that time, there were no ambiguous rumors, and she would not avoid him, begging him for everything.
For example, copy famous aphorisms on the back blackboard.
Jian Bianlin thought that she had been running for a long time, and hurriedly left a sentence at the bottom of the blackboard: Only after climbing to the top of the mountain, can you see the beautiful scenery of the peak.
Then put down the chalk and hurriedly left the classroom.