The sky was full of dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and it seemed that even God felt the sadness of people, and it began to rain heavily.
What happened that day became frozen in Wang Dahu's later memory, sometimes it was so clear that he could remember the resentful lines on everyone's faces. Sometimes it was so vague that it left his mind in a strange blank. However, no matter what, when he walked out of the gate of the Public Security Bureau, he came to his senses. Because he knows that someone is more painful, more uncomfortable, and more desperate than him, so he can't fall down.
Tightly grasping Li Qingran's cold little hand, Wang Dahu touched the corner of his bruised and swollen mouth, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"
Li Qingran looked at him quietly without saying a word.
For more than half a month, he never said anything to anyone.
It was no longer suitable for Li Qingran to return to Xingye Village for the time being, and the two lived in the nearest county.
Zhang Fang and Wang Guangzong, who already knew what had happened, were full of pity and sympathy for the two children, especially Li Qingran. This child has been living in their house for these years, looking at him is like looking at their own child, he is hardworking, studious, and sensible Zhang Fang and the others really like this child from the bottom of their hearts.
However, who would have thought, who would have thought, that such a shocking disaster would happen to him.
The biological father became a murderer, what should the child do in the future? What would other people think of him!
"Of course! Don't think so much! Take a good rest at Auntie's place, rest, wait, wait for a long time... It'll be fine... It'll be fine!" Zhang Fang looked at Li Qingran, who was covered in scars all over her body and had dull eyes, her chest was suffocated. Unable to bear the dull pain any longer, she hugged him and burst into tears. Li Qingran, who was tightly hugged by her, seemed to have something flickering in his absent-minded eyes, but finally it turned into a drop of hot tears, which slowly dripped on her shoulder.
It has been raining for three whole days. In the past three days, Li Qingran's mental state still did not show any sign of improvement.
Every day, he just curled up in the corner of the bed alone, staring blankly at the rain outside the window.
This kind of him made Wang Dahu feel a chilling "fear" because this kind of feeling, this kind of eyes full of nothing to love in life and nothing to fear in death reminded him of Li Qingran's appearance before committing suicide in front of his grave in his previous life.
Therefore, at every moment, every minute and every second, Wang Dahu watched him closely, for fear that he would do anything to hurt him.
However, a hundred secrets and a sparse.
One morning, when he opened his eyes, he found that Li Qingran had disappeared.
He frantically searched everywhere, calling his name all over the street with a hoarse voice.
For a whole day, he searched for a whole day.
In the end, he was found on the corner of the street not far from his house. He was like a kitten abandoned by everyone, hugging his body tightly, leaning helplessly on the dirty on the wall.
Wang Dahu stood in front of him, staring at him fixedly.
Suddenly made an action.
He raised his hand and slapped him hard.
Li Qingran covered his cheek tremblingly, and looked at him in disbelief.
"Are you awake?" Wang Dahu roared at him with red eyes, "How long are you going to escape!"
When are you going to punish yourself
"My Ranran is not such a cowardly person. He is strong, brave, and a man who can grit his teeth no matter what difficulties he faces. He is not a coward like you who can only escape and dare not face reality!"
Wang Dahu's roar was like a thunderbolt, piercing through layers of barriers and reaching Li Qingran's tightly closed heart.
Suddenly, one tear, two tears, and countless tears began to flow from those black eyes that were no longer cool.
Li Qingran wept silently.
Wang Dahu also shed tears, and couldn't stop feeling distressed, so he took a step forward and hugged him fiercely.
"He's dead." Li Qingran leaned into his ear and murmured, "He was killed by my father right in front of my eyes. First he was stabbed in the abdomen, and then he was stabbed in the chest again. There was blood, a lot, a lot Blood… "
"Don't talk about it, but it's over, it's over!" Wang Dahu only hopes that he can come out of the self-enclosed state, but he doesn't want him to think about what happened on that bloody day. If possible, Wang Dahu hopes He could forget all about that.
"One piece, one piece... Dad... cut, cut Da Zhuang completely, Da Zhuang must be in pain, pain... I tried my best to make him stop, but, but..."
"It's not your fault, it's not your fault!" Wang Dahu hugged him tightly, his hands trembling uncontrollably.
"Why did Dad do this, why did he do this! Why would I be his son!!" Li Qingran asked with a distorted expression.
Too much fear, too much sadness, and too much guilt have completely broken the twelve-year-old boy.
He is unwilling to face reality because he cannot face reality.
"Li Qingran—" Wang Dahu suddenly yelled, and fixedly looked at him.
The eyes of the two met.
One is full of firmness.
One is full of despair.
"Listen up! Your father did something unforgivable, but it was his fault, not you! So... so... cheer up, okay? Just treat it for me?"
"Woo, woo... ah... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." He raised his hands to cover his eyes tightly, tears dripped from between his fingers, and wet Wang Dahu's chest . He knew who Li Qingran was saying sorry to, and he also knew that it wasn't just a word of sorry that could be forgiven, so in the time they lived, even if they spent nearly a lifetime, they would try their best to treat grandson as much as possible. The family will make repayment, for sure!
One month later, the "broken child murder case", which shocked the whole city, was declared closed. Since the murderer had severe "schizophrenia" and "fantasy", Li Changgui was not given the death penalty and was placed under the supervision of a mental hospital. The Sun family refused to accept it and appealed. But when the second trial was about to start, the suspect Li Changgui committed suicide by cutting his neck in prison. He made it with a sharpened plastic toothbrush, inserted it straight into his throat, and cut off his throat on the spot.
When Wang Dahu received the news, Li Changgui was dying in the hospital.
"Going?" he asked softly.
Sitting in front of the window, Li Qingran shook her head quietly.
Wang Dahu sighed.
Li Changgui died in the end, and Wang Dahu collected his body and buried it in the county cemetery.
Looking at the black-and-white photo with a Burmese smile on the tombstone, Wang Dahu had mixed feelings in his heart.
Sprinkling three glasses of wine on the ground, he said bitterly: "Uncle, I have been thinking about whether I did something wrong when I sent you to the mental hospital! Actually, I know that it is not a good place, I guess Even a normal person would go crazy if he went in for two days! But I don’t worry, I really don’t worry, I’m afraid you will hurt Ranran... You are a sick person, really! Whether you admit it or not, you are really sick, But, but what I thought at that time was not to heal you with Ranran with my heart, but to choose to push you far away... maybe from that day on, today's ending is doomed."
"However, I hate you very much now! He can't forgive you, so he didn't come today! But that child has always been soft-hearted, and he will untie this knot one day. I don't know why you suddenly chose to commit suicide, but I heard that Schizophrenia and everything are clear and clear for a while. I think you suddenly woke up and realized what you did, so you feel regretful. Then you are in that world, and say sorry to Da Zhuang Come on! Say it for me too, just say that if there is an afterlife, I will let him bully me once, and I will never fight back."
After talking to himself for a long time, Wang Dahu got up and left. The yellow Zouju in front of the tombstone was shaking gently in the breeze, whispering whispers that no one knew.
In a blink of an eye, it was golden autumn and September again.
Wang Dahu and Li Qingran were about to enter junior high school.
On the first day of school, the weather was very hot and there were crowds of people everywhere. Wang Dahu huddled in front of the bulletin board, carefully looking at the schedule, but——
One is Class A and the other is Class F.
He frowned instantly, this key middle school has always divided students into classes according to their academic performance, so how could they be assigned to the worst class even if their grades were better than his own in the entrance examination
As if thinking of something, Wang Dahu suddenly felt angry, and ran to the Academic Affairs Office angrily.
"There is no mistake! Li Qingran is indeed in Class F!" The male teacher wearing glasses said in a low voice impatiently.
"But, class F is the worst class! It's impossible to be assigned to that class with Ranran's grades!"
"Student Li's academic performance is indeed very good! But the teachers in other classes are unwilling to accept him, so he can only be assigned to class F!"
"Unwilling to accept? Why?"
The male teacher glanced at him, and there was a bit of dodge in his eyes.
"Student Wang Dahu, this is the school's arrangement. As students, you just need to accept it... Alright! I still have something to do, so go out first!"
Wang Dahu half-closed his eyes, the sharp lines on his face were tense, he looked at him, and said word by word: "If the school doesn't transfer Li Qingran to Class A, then transfer me to Class F too. Bar!'
"… … … up to you!"
What kind of broken school is this? It's a county key middle school! A bunch of bumbling, cold-hearted, rotten-headed idiots.
Wang Dahu was so angry that he almost cursed.