"drop"
The infusion bottle is empty, do you need some? The doctor came in to change the bottle.
Shen Cheng moved, he let go of Jian Shiwu's hand, stood up and wanted to go outside to let the doctor in, but at the moment when he just got up, because of his withdrawal, it seemed to be a stimulus to the people on the hospital bed Usually, the person in the nightmare opened his tearful eyes, his mind was occupied by the emotions in his eyes, and some hissed hysterically: "Don't!"
The room fell silent for a moment.
The wind and rain swayed outside the window, and the rain fell on the glass window, leaving mottled marks.
Jian Shiwu's red eyes met Shen Cheng's gaze. He reached out his hand to hold Shen Cheng, but his outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, and he didn't touch it because of the distance. When he was about to give up and slumped down, Shen Cheng took half a step forward and caught his cold hands.
Jian Shiwu's body was trembling.
It was raining heavily outside, and his body was trembling uncontrollably because of the intense fear. The high fever made his mind blurred. He couldn't tell what night it was. He only looked at the person in front of him with tears in his eyes, and his voice was hoarse: "Shen Cheng ?”
Shen Cheng sat down beside him: "It's me."
His answer made Jane Shiwu cry even more fiercely.
The person who seemed to be holding on all the time suddenly found a vent, and he threw himself into Shen Cheng's arms. The aggrieved voice was full of sadness: "Is it really you?"
Shen Cheng hugged the somewhat fragile body, and it's only been a short time since he saw him. This child has lost a lot of weight?, He whispered: "Yes."
Jane Shiwu was in his arms? Weeping uncontrollably: "Don't you want to see me?"
Shen Cheng patted his back lightly to calm his nerves that were about to collapse, and said softly, "No, don't think about it."
His gentle voice seemed to break through people's psychological defenses, and Jian Shiwu cried softly, as if he wanted to vent all his grievances:
"Liar."
"You are so cruel."
"Woo..."
"Obviously it's all your fault..."
"You know how to bully people, you are too cruel..."
He was crying softly and speaking harsh words, but he held Shen Cheng tightly and refused to let go, like a coquettish kitten asking for candy from its owner, but such a big resentment was definitely not only because of the two Regarding the matter of heaven, Shen Cheng fell into a long silence. The boy's black eyes were deep, like a pool of fog, which could not be seen clearly or melted away. He lightly patted the back of the person in his arms and said in a hoarse voice: " Don't cry."
People who seem to be omnipotent usually handle everything like a fish in water, but they really have no experience in coaxing people. The language is very blunt, which makes people cry even harder.
"click"
At this time, the door opened.
Hearing the movement, people outside all came to see what was going on because they were worried.
Such a sound finally brought back the people who were immersed in emotions. Jian Shiwu raised his head in a daze, and saw the woman standing outside the door against the light. Under the warm yellow light? Zhen Meili also had it? Some looked at themselves excitedly: "Hour!"
Jian Shiwu's eyes were blurred with tears: "Mom?"
Zhen Meili trotted over and hugged Jian Shiwu, with a choked voice: "You're awake."
Jian Shiwu snorted "Hmm".
The familiar breath of his mother was in his nostrils, which brought him an inexplicable sense of stability, and also slowly brought him away from the previous painful emotions.
"mom…"
Jian Shiwu hugged her tremblingly, as if grabbing a life-saving straw: "You're not dead."
Zhen Meili smiled through tears, as if Jian Shiwu scolded him when she was reborn on the first day: "Did you fall asleep, kid?"
Such scolding made Jian Shiwu sober, and his thoughts slowly returned to reality.
There were other people standing at the door of the ward. Joan and the monkey, including Annie, all walked in. They were very happy to see that Jane woke up at noon:
"woke up?"
"I just said that auntie made braised pork, why would you be reluctant to wake up?"
"Great, Brother Shi, you're going to scare us to death."
Everyone was chattering, bringing a little warmth to this somewhat cold room. Jian Shiwu was completely recovered. He looked sideways and saw clearly the boy standing next to him, who had been very far away from him. Nearby, Shen Cheng who was with him.
The most embarrassing thing is that there is still a lot on Shen Cheng's clothes? Because he lost his composure just now, and wept a lot of tears, and his brain slowly recalled what he did after waking up? What, Jian Shiwu's face was blue and white, not very good.
Zhen Meili asked softly, "When I was young, are you hungry? Mom made meat porridge."
The monkey also said: "There is more? Braised pork."
Although the doctor said that the patient should eat something light and easy to digest, but Jian Shiwu's current state is, what can he have? Anything that can arouse his appetite can make him eat more? Let's take two bites, and he won't eat anything? thing.
Joan added: "Too many? Delicious."
There was some obvious concern in everyone's eyes.
Jian Shiwu felt warm in his heart, as if there was heat passing by, and he spoke softly, even though his voice was hoarse: "I'm hungry."
Everyone was overjoyed, it was a good thing to want to eat!
Zhen Meili looked at the child's pale face and said, "I want to eat something."
"Okay, okay, mom will cook now."
"I just made a lot today? What do you like?"
"Wash up? You can eat."
The doctor also came. For some reason, tears seemed to be the toxins in Jian Shiwu's body. It was like a blessing in disguise. The heavy rain and the crying that had been suppressed for a long time made Jian Shiwu's high fever subside.
Before leaving, the doctor only told them not to catch a cold recently, and they can go back after being hospitalized for observation for two days. Now everyone is relieved. Zhen Meili and Jian's father are serving meals in the kitchen, and the other children are helping to set the dishes. Only Shen Cheng and Jian Shiwu were left in the room.
"that…"
Jian Shiwu had already recovered. When he saw Shen Cheng, he felt nervous. He wanted to say this and that, but in the end he didn't know how to speak.
Shen Cheng bent down, took a coat and put it on for him: "Put it on, it's cold outside."
"Oh, good."
Jian Shiwu looked at his cold side face and gentle movements towards herself, and suddenly remembered that Shen Cheng was like a stranger to him during the cold war a few days ago. It's uncomfortable, but I can understand it. After all, I said the wrong thing.
Jian Shiwu clutched the quilt with his hands, and he said softly, "I..."
Shen Cheng raised his eyelids to look at him, his dark and deep eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, he looked at Jian Shiwu's pale face, lowered his head to stop him from speaking, and said: "Auntie is cooking, let's go out to eat."
"good."
A meal is satisfying.
After eating, because Jian Shiwu's condition improved, Zhen Meili, who had been up for a few days, went home to rest. Jian's father was handling the office work at the desk, and Jian Shiwu was sitting on the sofa, and several friends accompanied him to talk. :
"You haven't come to school these days, everyone is very worried."
"Yeah, it's scary."
Qiao An also said bluntly: "Especially Shen Cheng, who hasn't closed his eyes for a few days..."
In the middle of the conversation, everyone looked over. Qiao An looked at someone who was looking at him with an unkind expression, and quickly shut up wisely.
Jian Shiwu understood it, and he looked sideways at Shen Cheng with a little surprise.
Annie took out the pamphlet, and she said, "These are class notes. I'm afraid that your class won't keep up with the progress. We helped you organize them."
Jian Shiwu looked at the neat notebook and was very moved: "Thank you."
"You're welcome."
The handwriting on the small book is different, and it is true that different people helped together, but more of the handwriting was written by the same person. The square block script has a bit of hostile style, so you don't need to guess who wrote it.
Monkey said with a smile: "The class representative is more powerful, and he has a comprehensive idea of organizing notes. These days, he basically does it. Look, they all have dates."
Jian Shiwu looked at Shen Cheng, and he said obediently, "Thank you."
Shen Cheng didn't respond, as if it was really just a matter of lifting a finger.
It was getting too late, and several people really couldn't stay anymore. Jian Zicheng wanted to go downstairs to send people back, and the room suddenly became quiet. Only Jian Shiwu was left in the living room.
When he had nothing to do, he began to look through the notes in his hand. A long time ago, Shen Chengcheng would help him organize the class notes. Because his English is not good, Shen Cheng always gave him a small lesson every week. The key points above will not be missed.
The dates on the notebook are clearly marked, and Jian Shiwu flipped through them, including the few days of their Cold War. He didn't miss it. At that time, he was still a little awkward, but Shen Cheng still carefully helped him to draw. After finishing these class notes, even if he was hurt by his own words, he was still helping himself organize the materials.
Looking at those careful and orderly handwriting, Jian Shiwu suddenly felt his nose sore, maybe sick people are more vulnerable, he flipped through a few pages, recalling what happened in the past few days, blinking his eyes, there was Small water splashes fall on the paper.
Suddenly a deep male voice came from the side: "Why are you crying again?"
Jane Shiwu looked up in surprise.
In the entrance not far from him, a young man in a black coat stood there. Under the light, Shen Cheng's facial features were straight and handsome. He looked at himself, frowning slightly, as if he had some doubts: " Where can’t you understand the notes?”
Jian Shiwu felt a little embarrassed, he didn't expect Shen Cheng to be here: "You, didn't you go downstairs?"
Shen Cheng: "I forgot to take something."
"Oh..." Jian Shiwu's pale face finally turned red, and he said, "I understand, your writing is very good."
He spoke very reluctantly, and even his voice was choked with sobs.
Some footsteps approached, and then he smelled a scent, the fragrance of Shen Cheng's body, which was particularly nostalgic. Jian Shiwu was in a trance recalling many nights in his previous life. He sneaked into Shen Cheng while he was asleep. Sleeping in my arms, as if this is a safe haven, it is generally reassuring.
Shen Cheng sat down beside him, took the notebook, and glanced at him: "Not feeling well?"
Jane Shiwu shook her head obediently.
Shen Cheng saw that he seemed to be all right, so he said, "Go and rest after watching for a while."
"good."
"I'm going downstairs."
"Um…"
Jian Shiwu looked at people like a poor kitten, as if it was almost written on his face that you should not go away.
Shen Cheng's eyes moved slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "I'll see you again in two days."
Jian Shiwu's thoughts were really easy to understand. The smile bloomed on his face like a flower. He showed the brightest smile after waking up. His eyes twinkled like stars: "Okay."
…
They are reconciled.
Everything is the same, has something changed, and it seems that nothing has changed.
Jian Shiwu suffered from the illness, and she thought she would recover in a few days, but she kept procrastinating until the end of the month.
Fortunately, there are people who help make up lessons every day. Are there any grades? The exam is particularly poor, and the final exam is considered to be in the upper middle of the class. Next year, I will work hard in the third year of high school so that I will not fall too badly. I will enter the group after some self-cultivation It's filming.
Filming is relatively busy, but the director is considerate of the children. The days before the Chinese New Year are still on holiday. The streets already have a Chinese New Year atmosphere. There are lights and festoons everywhere, and it is very lively. Zhen Meili has also been busy these two days Rest at home with the children.
In the past few days, Jian Shiwu would occasionally call Monkey and go out to play, and heard him say: "Qiao An's family has something to do, and he has returned to Country M, and he said he will come back after the next year."
Jian Shiwu suddenly thought, Shen Cheng was the only one left in the big house of Ji's family.
The monkey said: "Didn't you say that Uncle Ji will come back this year for the Chinese New Year, just for two days?"
Jian Shiwu felt more at ease now.
"Do you know..." Monkey sighed, "It's not easy being a class representative. There's something I haven't told you. It's not until the Chinese New Year. I just remembered that a few years ago, Shen Cheng was still with Gao Can. One year, during Chinese New Year, our family went out to eat and met class representatives.”
Jian Shiwu said, "Where is it?"
"In a restaurant." The monkey's voice went down heavily: "Is that New Year's Eve? On that day, wasn't everyone having a reunion dinner with their families, and I saw the class representative faintly through the door panel Yes, he's in the back kitchen...washing dishes."
At this moment, there was silence on both ends of the phone.
Jian Shiwu's heart seemed to be soaked in acid water, he said, "He... didn't celebrate the New Year at home."
The monkey said softly: "Gao Can's family, maybe it's more comfortable for him to work outside."
Later, I went back to Ji’s house and stayed abroad all year round. The festival atmosphere in foreign countries is not lively, so it’s not considered an orthodox Spring Festival. Unfortunately, Shen Cheng has not been able to live a real New Year all these years. .
Jian Shiwu sighed softly: "It will be fine this year, but Uncle Ji is here this year."
Monkey also smiled and said: "That's right, I heard Qiao An say that the representative of this year's class is in a good mood, I think he must be happy too, and when we are free, we are close anyway, so go and pay New Year's greetings." .”
Jian Shiwu resolutely agreed: "Yes!"
This new year is full of expectations for everyone. Jian’s company is running well, and it needs to expand when it goes public. Ji Yuanfeng can finally get closer to his son. Here's the itinerary.
…
In the evening, the floor heating was turned on in the house, and it was very warm. Jian Shiwu was sitting on the sofa eating snacks, watching a new TV series, when Jian Zicheng came back from outside covered in snow and said, "It's snowing heavily outside here." .”
Zhen Meili came out of the kitchen and said, "The weather forecast says there will be no snow for a few days? It's snowing, what's going on?"
"The weather is bad this year."
Jian Zicheng hung up his clothes, went to wash up briefly, and then came out and said, "At noon, it will be the Chinese New Year in the next few days. If the snow is too heavy, don't go out, it's not safe."
With snacks in her mouth, Jian Shiwu responded indiscriminately.
Suddenly, his movements stopped, as if he had thought of something, he turned his head and asked his father a little bluntly: "Dad, when is Uncle Ji's plane?"
While carrying the dishes, Jian Zicheng said, "Which day? The 17th."
"What's the date today?"
"today…"
The room fell into silence, and the calendar not far away hung a red 17.
Everyone seemed to be silent for a moment in unison, and in the end, it was Zhen Meili who put down the spatula and said, "I'll call Ji's family."
Jian Shiwu didn't watch TV, and ran over to listen.
Jane Shiwu couldn't hear Zhen Meili's communication in the room. When she came out, she looked a little grave.
Jian Shiwu's heart sank: "Are you back?"
"The housekeeper of the Ji family said that Shen Cheng went to pick up the plane in the afternoon, and the plane arrived at 7 o'clock in the evening." Zhen Meili looked at the pointer on the wall: "It's 7:30, no news."
Jian Shiwu's face turned pale.
Yes? For a moment, his brain seemed to be buzzing, and it stopped working. He has been going since the afternoon. Are you still at the airport now? There is such a big snowstorm outside...
Jian Zicheng looked out the window: "It's not easy to fly in this weather..."
Everyone fell silent.
Zhen Meili said: "Don't worry about it, what can happen? Just wait for the news over there."
She said so, but her complexion was also very bad. Everyone knew that it was not easy for Shen Cheng. This child had such a hard life in the first half of his life, God must not make any more jokes? No joke, no one joked about a meal, Everyone was preoccupied with the supposedly happy dinner.
Eight twenty
Jian Shiwu couldn't hold back anymore: "Mom, can you call again and ask?"
Zhen Meili didn't say anything. What she didn't tell the child was that she had already told the housekeeper that if Mr. Ji came back, he would call home, but until now, the phone has not rang.
Jian Zicheng looked out the window: "It's snowing heavily."
Between the sky and the earth, there is a vast expanse, and the chill outside can be felt through the windows. Occasionally, pedestrians on the road are trembling as they walk through the wind and snow.
Such a scene reminded Jian Shiwu inexplicably that many years ago, when he was just reborn, there was also a heavy rain pouring down. It must have been very cold that day, and there were thousands of All the students had their parents to pick them up, but Shen Cheng didn't. He walked home alone in the heavy rain. The rain should have been very cold that day, but Shen Cheng's face was so peaceful, perhaps because he knew that no one would come. Answer, so he waited for no one.
Zhen Meili looked at the snow outside, and also thought of the back figure she saw on the street that day, the child with a thin figure.
In the quiet room, there was a crisp voice. Jian Shiwu stood in front of the glass window and asked softly, "Is the airport cold?"
No one answered.
The pointer moved slowly, and finally stopped at nine o'clock.
The housekeeper said, Shen Cheng left at 1:00 p.m., and now it is 9:00 p.m. Ji Yuanfeng's plane still hasn't landed, and it was dark. This is Shen Cheng's nearly 8 hours of waiting at the airport. Sitting on the sofa, everyone was preoccupied and looked heavy. No one broke the tranquility. In that year, they didn't have so much interaction with Shen Cheng. The whole family was also sitting at the dining table, sighing.
These years, just as Zhen Meili said, treating Shen Cheng as her own, just like Jian Shiwu will never have a way to separate from that boy who has been entangled in two lifetimes, Shen Cheng has long been unaware Unconsciously, there is an inextricable connection with the Jian family, and no one can be as indifferent as before.
In the quiet living room, the silence was suddenly broken, and three people said in unison: "I think..."
Be quiet again, the three of you look at me and I look at you, all smiling.
In the end, it was Jian Zicheng who said: "Recently, our driver, Old Tang, bought a special snow chain for the car. I bought it only two days ago. What a coincidence."
Zhen Meili smiled and concluded, "The snow hasn't frozen yet, so it's easier to walk."
"So"
Jian Shiwu stood up, looked at his parents, and said softly, "We...?"
Zhen Meili and Jian Zicheng looked at each other, stood up together, making this decision made them feel relaxed, and said firmly, "Let's go to the airport!"
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