The dormitory choked to persuade everyone to leave first, but no one left. Someone stepped forward and choked and said, "We are going to accompany classmate Du Wenzhi here."
"Yes, we have to accompany him, we will not leave."
One by one classmates shouted these words in choking voices, and the voices fell in Du Wenzhi's ears, and his crying gradually lowered.
Li Jianhui supported Yu Wenhuang and glanced at him, this look really admires him.
If it weren't for him, Du Wenzhi would be dead.
"Are you okay?" Li Jianhui asked softly.
"It's okay!" Yu Wenhuang was also particularly uncomfortable in his heart. He actually leaned against Li Jianhui, his face a little pale, "His father..."
A classmate in a dormitory with him said softly: "He answered a phone call tonight, hung up and said with a smile, my father is dead, he said with a smile, we thought he was joking."
"Student Yu Wenhuang, you are really brave." A classmate came up and said to him.
"Yeah, you are really brave, I'm afraid you almost fell."
"So tall, how dare you? You are really amazing."
After the classmates slowed down, they all came over to praise him.
Even Li Jianhui looked at him admiringly.
But Yu Wenhuang was particularly uncomfortable.
Because, when he came back this time, he felt that the two old people in the family were obviously much older. Du Wenzhi's heart-piercing cries made him suddenly startled, and one day he was about to face this kind of life and death.
He didn't think about it before. It wasn't that he didn't know that his life would end, but that his family would be able to continue a long life. He didn't think about his grandparents or his ancestors.
The principal hurried over with several teachers and ordered the students to go back to sleep in an orderly manner.
Yu Wenhuang and Li Jianhui went back to the dormitory, and several children who were about to enter the age of eighteen had been sitting silently. This may be the first time they thought about life seriously.
Li Zhiyue hugged his knees with his hands, bent his head and wiped tears on the back of his hands.
Finally, Xianming stood up first, picked up the phone at the door of the dormitory, inserted the phone card, and dialed out, "Dad, are you asleep? It's okay, I... just miss you a little bit."
The last sentence was crying.
After he hung up, it was Li Zhiyue who called.
One by one, they dialed out the phone one by one. In the end, it was Li Jianhui. He stood in front of the phone and was silent for a long time before finally picking up the phone, "Dad, Mom, I miss you!"
Yu Wenhuang noticed that he hadn't dialed the number.
Other classmates also noticed, and the cripple said, "Ahui, you didn't dial..."
The beast drew him quickly and shook his head at him.
The cripple was startled, a little puzzled, but the beast just grabbed him so he wouldn't let him talk.
After Li Jianhui hung up the phone and walked back, his footsteps were a little vacant. When he reached the bed, he sat down, stretched his legs on the bed, and fell on the bed.
His cushion was taken away by Yu Wenhuang, and the cushion that had been sprayed with shower gel shampoo was left behind.
His eyes were a little blank and hollow, but tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.
"Are you okay?" Yu Wenhuang asked him.
He tilted his head and looked straight at Yu Wenhuang, confirming that Yu Wenhuang was not malicious, and then reached out his hand and wiped his tears, shook his head, "It's okay."
The Beast sat beside him, did not speak, and was silent with him, but his hand was placed on Li Jianhui's shoulder and pressed gently.
Everyone thought that something happened in Li Jianhui's house, but no one dared to ask.
The other dormitories are the same as this dormitory. They call home one after another. Sometimes they won't make a phone call at home during a semester.
But tonight, I especially want to hear the voices of Mom and Dad.