(One)
"Mom, why does someone else's dad always stay with him during the New Year, but my dad doesn't?" The five-year-old Mosnian finally asked his mother such a question.
But after only asking this question, his mother just hugged him into her arms, "I'm sorry, Sinian, because his father is too busy, he is too busy."
In Mosnian’s childhood, his father, Mo Shengquan, never stayed on New Year’s Eve. Of course, the father will also appear. Usually, when he appears in the apartment, the mother will be very happy at that time. She will dress herself beautifully, put on a red lipstick, carefully apply, and repeatedly wipe.
The five-year-old Mosnian didn't understand it at the time, but every time he saw his mother dressed in such a happy dress, and saw his mother's happy smile, he was especially happy.
"Si Nian, does my mother look good in this way?" My mother will keep asking.
Mosnian nodded, "Well, it looks good."
His mother is the most beautiful mother in the world.
But after a long time, Moss still knew the reason why his father never showed up during the New Year. It's not too busy, it's just because this is not his home.
At least, not the only home.
Growing up, Mosnian heard from the conversations of adults that his father actually had many places to go.
He and his mother are just one place.
Perhaps, it was the one he didn't care about the most.
Probably because of loneliness, the waiting time was too lonely, so my mother finally couldn't bear the loneliness, so she took him and set off to Hong Kong City.
In the old house in Port City, the car drove along the mountain road, winding straight up, as if entering the depths of a mysterious forest. It was an exceptionally magnificent old house, and Mosnian had never seen such a magnificent house.
The mother's eyes were on the old house, but Mosnian was looking at the door of the house, which seemed to have a magical pattern on it.
Finally, Mosnian saw it and saw that the door was opened, and a car came out inside.
The car came out on the ramp in the middle of the mountain, and the car he and his mother were sitting in parked aside.
The mother saw that it was not her father's car, so she lost interest and began to dial her father's number on the side.
Mo Sinian looked at the car passing by. Inside the car was a girl with black hair and shawl, neatly dressed, and the embroidered shirt with a bow tie.
The girl also saw him, with a pair of curious eyes, just passing through the car window glass.
That was the first time Mosnian met her.
He didn't even know the girl's name, nor was he curious.
Just like so many children in school, not everyone has to remember. In fact, it was just a quick glance back, and they didn't have any intersection at all.
It's just that Mosnian remembered it, she was holding a bunch of white flowers in her hand. It's too far away, I didn't see clearly, and I didn't see it really.
I don't know what kind of flower it is. Mosnian doesn't know. He doesn't have much research on plants.
But after returning, Mo Sinian deliberately asked the teacher, wanting to inquire, but the teacher asked him what the flower looks like, but he couldn’t answer, “I don’t know what the flower looks like, so how can I know what it is? Where's the flower? Next time you see clearly, come and ask me again."
During class, Mosnian was lying on the table, looking at the white clouds floating outside the window, but it was a bit like that flower.
How come there will be another time
No more.
(two)
Once a person has thoughts, he will have courage and motivation, but if the thoughts are too intense, it will be a sin.
At that time, the young Mosnian hadn't really experienced it, but when he saw his mother becoming irritable, when he saw her mother almost going crazy, when the mother and father started quarreling, when he heard the mother's screaming, He was frightened.
"Sheng Quan." The mother shouted, it was the father's name.
"Sheng Quan, I really love you!"
"Sheng Quan, why can't you just look at me?"
"Sheng Quan, don't leave, don't leave me and Sinian!"
"Sheng Quan, Sheng Quan..."
Those shouts connected all the childhood of Mosnian, lingering like a nightmare.
But his father, the man who was thought of by his mother, he just said, "You know, it's impossible from the beginning. I can't just stay by your side."
It is impossible to stay with his mother, so why did he appear, why did he come, and why did he give birth to him with his mother
Climbing secretly across the balcony that day, Mosnian came to the bedroom to eavesdrop. He heard the conversation between his father and mother.
He didn't know how they were talking, but he could hear messy sounds, probably something was broken.
Mo Sinian got up quietly. He got up to look, but he saw his mother in such anguish. She clutched his father's arm tightly, but his father just gently pulled down her hand, and he said in such a gentle and low voice, "do not do that."
"It's Fu Shaoyun! It's her! If it weren't for her, you would have married me a long time ago. If it weren't for her, we could always be together..." Mother cried out of control. After a balcony, Mo Sinian heard clearly. .
I heard my father's still gentle male voice, but it made my mother's crying even more collapsed, "It has nothing to do with her."
That was the first time Mosnian heard Fu Shaoyun's name. Later, he knew that she was the wife of his father Ming Media, the wife of the Mo family, and the mistress who lived in that old house.
After that, his mother developed a series of conflicts because of the dispute with Mrs. Mo. During that period, Mo Sinian was alone at home, and there was no one in the empty apartment. Until my mother came back again, her temperament changed drastically, and she could no longer take care of herself, let alone take care of him.
My father asked him to pack things up and told him, "Si Nian, Dad will take you to another place to live, and wait for a while before coming back."
Mosnian did not respond, so he was taken away from his mother.
Mosnian came to Port City again, and he finally entered the old house. It was the first time he entered the old house of Mo's house, and it was also the first time he saw Mrs. Mo, and it was the first time he saw those two people.
The father introduced, "Si Nian, this is your elder brother Mo Zhengyan. And she, she is your elder brother's cousin and your sister."
"It's your cousin." Madam Mo reminded softly.
It was his eldest brother, a child born to his father and another woman, but it was such a stranger.
Even more unfamiliar, there was the girl, but only then discovered that she was the one she had seen occasionally that day.
It was the one in the car.
Only then did Mosnian know what her name was.
"My name is Luo Zheng, King Luo Bing's Luo, and Guzheng's Zheng." She smiled and said, "But I don't know how to play Guzheng."
(three)
In this way, Mo Sinian came to Hong Kong City alone from his own city, and met his unfamiliar elder brother and unfamiliar cousin.
He went to elementary school, Mo Zhengyan went to middle school, and Luo Zheng also went to middle school.
Elementary school and middle school are together, so they can also be said to be alumni.
Mo Sinian discovered that Mo Zhengyan was a silent but smiling boy, and even more so that Mo Zhengyan and Luo Zheng had such a good relationship. They were almost inseparable, and occasionally I saw them, and the two of them even slept together in the study, covered with blankets, so intimacy was boundless.
I've seen a lot of pictures like this. Although Mo Sinian doesn't feel strange, the students around him are questioning.
Just because Mo Zhengyan and Luo Zhengshi would come to his school to see him, they came in pairs, the classmates saw too much, and they asked questions.
"Mosnian, are your brother and that girl a couple?" the girl asked.
Mosnian replied to the girl, "No!"
No, he is not his brother, he is just the son of his father and another woman.
But are they really a pair
Mosnian, who had never explored the relationship between men and women, was a little ignorant at the beginning of this time, as if he understood some situations, but felt this weird, even disgusted.
Isn't it a sibling
That day, Mo Sinian stood awkwardly at the entrance of the study, and Luo Zheng just woke up. He was about to make a sound when Luo Zheng made a silent gesture and gestured for them to go out together.
When he got outside the study, Mo Sinian finally returned to his senses and asked, "Are you a couple?"
But I didn’t see the shock, nor the shock. The girl who was a few years older than him smiled. It seemed that I had heard such inquiries thousands of times. That’s why I was so calm and didn't feel the abruptness at all. . In the laughter, Moss Nian was slightly annoyed, and Luo Zheng said, "You are so young, just thinking about these missing?"
Mosnian was even more annoyed, only feeling a hot flash on his face, "You are siblings, if you are a couple, it would be disgusting."
"Although your eldest brother and I are siblings, we are not real siblings." Luo Zheng suddenly said seriously.
Mosnian didn't care about this anymore, "Anyway, you are siblings, it's disgusting."
In a solemn and silent atmosphere, I saw her stretch out her hand, which was a poke on his head, "How can there be so much nausea? It's nauseating all day long."
"Mosnian, don't you like your big brother very much?" she asked again.
This was the first time they talked about Mo Zhengyan. When they asked whether they liked it or not, Mo Sinian turned around and said, "What's up with you."
She chased him up, "Actually, Zheng Yan is a very good person. You see, he always goes to school with me to see you, and he comes to play with you on weekends."
"That's you who want to come." Mosnian replied, "I didn't ask you to come."
"Don't say this to anger your elder brother." Luo Zheng exclaimed, "Your elder brother is not in good health, so you think he always takes medicine."
"Where is he bad?" Mosnian asked, "Could it be short-lived?"
Luo Zheng looked serious, "Maybe it will."
Mosnian was also taken aback. Luo Zheng said, "A fortune teller used to calculate for him, saying that he is a short-lived ghost."
"Nonsense!" Mo Sinian snorted coldly, not taking it seriously.
"Mosnian, why don't you like your eldest brother so much, Mosnian..." Luo Zheng was catching up again, tirelessly saying behind him.
It was finally annoying to be chased by her. Mosnian stopped abruptly. The two had reached the back garden. Mosnian looked back at her, "Whoever I like is my freedom, and whoever I hate is also my freedom."
"And you, Luo Zheng, I hate you too!" Mo Sinian said intently, "You better stay away from me! Don't mess with me!"
The sun was dazzling, they stood there, Mosnian turned and left again in silence, she did not catch up.
(four)
Mosnian thought that he would never get involved with them again. But who knew that at noon the next day, Luo Zheng came to call him, "Sinian, shall we have dinner together?"
Sure enough, besides her, there was Mo Zhengyan.
Originally I only thought it was a trouble, but what was going on, I just couldn’t get rid of it. Mo Sinian hated the attention of others, hated them asking about the relationship between him and them, and hated Mo Zhengyan’s direct answer, that sentence ——I am his elder brother.
Where's the big brother, they are nothing at all.
Finally, there were rumors in the school. The eyes of the classmates looking at him changed. It was rumored that he was an illegitimate child, that he lived alone, and that he had no father or mother. Everything was overwhelming for Mosnian until he heard his classmates. Asked Mo Zhengyan, "Are you and Mo Sinian the same mom and dad?"
At this moment, Mo Zhengyan pursed his lips in time to answer, Luo Zheng smiled and said, "Hi, classmate, are you doing research now? Do you want to know why genes are so good?"
Everyone laughed, but Mo Sinian had already endured it to the extreme. In a corner of the school's empty playground, he shouted at Mo Zhengyan, "You will never come to my school again! I don't have an older brother, never!"
"Your mother took my father away and made my mother sick! You are not good people! I don't want to see you! You all get out of me! I don't need you!" It is almost irrational, Mosnian shouted.
In the crazy roar, Mo Zhengyan said, "I'm sorry."
Mosnian didn’t know why he apologized, but at this moment he was stunned. He even thought that they would fight endlessly, even directly fighting, but he only apologized, "I’m sorry, I won’t come in the future, let Luo Come on Zheng."
Since then, Mo Zhengyan has never been to his school again, only Luo Zheng will show up for a long time.
But Mo Sinian felt very depressed. The feeling was like something blocked his chest, so he didn't have a good face to Luo Zheng. But Luo Zheng is like a warrior, fighting and fighting repeatedly.
At the school gate after school, during the occasional lunch break, or at the moment of the morning, you can always see her waving and smiling in the distance.
When he waited one day, he walked past her again, Luo Zheng bid farewell to his classmates, and chased him up, "Mosnian, why don't you wait for me? Treat me as an invisible person?"
"You don't like Zhengyan, I know the reason, but why do you ignore me?" Luo Zheng stopped in front of him, "You always have to say a reason, where did I provoke you?"
"You are his cousin, and his mother is your aunt?" Mo Sinian asked.
"Yeah, that's right."
"That's right, I hate all the people my mother hates!" Mo Sinian stared, "Luo Zheng, you don't have to bother to treat me well, I won't like you, absolutely not!"
But she was not upset, and said solemnly, "You don't like me, so let me like you instead!"
How did he come to such a conclusion, it was a god-like conclusion, which made Mosnian incredible.
But she persisted like this, insisting on appearing in front of him, insisting on smiling, insisting on the insistence that she didn't know why.
Every day, behind him, calling him like that: Sinian, Sinian, Mosnian.
However, she was the one who called his name the most in those few years.
(Fives)
When Mosnian entered the middle school from elementary school, his mother's illness also recovered. At this time, his father came to tell him that he was going home.
This is something that makes Mosnian happy, but Luo Zheng is not happy, "In this way, you are going to leave, Mosnian, where do you live?"
Moss reported a city in the annual report, and Luo Zheng had never heard of it, "Tell me, is your home address good? Or your school, I'll write to you?"
"No need." Mosnian refused coldly.
He didn't need to write a letter, let alone contact them again, they were originally irrelevant.
He walked all the way, and she walked beside him with her schoolbag on her back, muttering almost to herself, "Actually, I want to go home. My family lives in Nancheng."
"Do you know Nancheng? There are a lot of camphor trees there, and they are everywhere in the city..." Her brisk female voice came, and Mo Sinian walked silently.
"I also want to go back to Nancheng to study. By the way, Zheng Yan will also go back, because Aunt Fu intends to go back to live for a while, and because Zheng Yan's health is not very good recently, I want to go back to Nancheng for medical treatment..." Luo Zheng said Gu Zi said, "I hope he will get better after he goes back there."
"Mosnian, I am writing to you, tell me your address..." She was still reading along the way.
But in the end, Moss Nian did not tell her the address after all.
On the day he left, his father came to pick him up. The luggage had already been packed and sent back to his mother, so he wanted to leave.
The car was about to set off, Mo Zhengyan and Luo Zheng arrived together, and they came to see each other off.
"Okay, let's go." Father said, Mosnian did not speak.
Mo Zhengyan said, "A safe journey."
"Bye bye, Sinian, have a good journey, bye bye." Luo Zheng waved goodbye, and she did not ask about the address again.
Until he returned to the city where his mother was, Mosnian lived with his mother again, only to find that the relationship between the years of separation was no longer the same as before, and the mother's most was crying and shutting herself in the room. Such a repressive life made him silent.
This year, Mosnian graduated from elementary school and went to middle school.
I heard from his father that Mo Zhengyan and Luo Zheng returned to Nancheng. They went to Nancheng No. 1 Middle School and went to school there.
Apart from this, there is nothing else.
On the first day of middle school, the freshman introduced himself on the podium. Mosnian stood there and he said, "Hello everyone, my name is Mosnian, I hope to study together in the future, thank you."
After finishing this brief introduction, Mosnian had already stepped off the podium, caught off guard, and surprised the teacher. The classmates also looked at him in surprise, and he ignored him.
Mo Sinian turned his head to look at the idleness of Baiyun outside the window. At the school gate after school, the crowd came and went, but there was no standing and waiting figure. In the future, no one should come to wait for him anymore, he will come after him and talk to himself.
Sure enough, it never happened again.
"Mosnian, there is a letter from you! Is it from Nancheng?" A month after school started, the life committee member in the class took the letter and handed it to him.
Mosnian wondered who would write to him.
However, the handwriting on the letter was so delicate, and it read the recipient Mosnian impressively.
And the sender: Luo Zheng.
Mosnian was so stunned that he lost his voice and even forgot to reply until his classmates asked, "Mosnian, is this your letter?"
"It's mine." Mo Sinian looked down at the letter but didn't open it immediately.
The bell rang and class was already in, Moss Young gently opened the letter to the edge of the envelope.
It was pure white letter paper, with some short words written on it, as if two cities were separated, but as if she was talking right in front of her——
Sinian, are you surprised to receive my letter
Your address is what I asked for Uncle Mo. After thinking about it, I'd better send the letter to your school. It might not be great if it is sent to your home. Actually I don't know if you can receive it, but I still wrote one.
How is the new school? How are the new teachers and classmates? How is her aunt
Are you alright.
Mosnian, please reply me when you receive my letter. The address is the one on the envelope.
By the way, I gave you a leaf and put it in the envelope.
...
After reading a letter, Mo Sinian was curious about what she had written. Did she send him leaves? He immediately took out the envelope and looked at it, turned it over and poured it into his palm, only to find that there was a white leaf in the envelope.
But at a glance, it looks like a flower.
Mosnian took a closer look and secretly looked at it during class time. The flowers and leaves on the books turned out not to be real flowers. They were only flowers and leaves folded from white Juan paper, but they were so delicately folded.
At this moment, Mosnian remembered that first encounter.
When I first met, Mosnian saw the girl in the car with a white flower in her hand. At that time, I never knew what kind of flower it was, but it turned out to be a paper flower of Juan paper.
It turned out that this was the flower Luo Zheng held at that time.
Mo Sinian was stunned, he went to look at the letter paper again.
The last line of the letter wrote: This is a three-leaf four-leaf clover, do you know what it means? I won't tell you, you can look up the book yourself.
Mo Sinian stared at the flower and leaf in a daze. He thought he wouldn't check it. This was too stupid.
But at noon, he still took the library card and came to the library. He wanted to find the relevant books, but found that he couldn't find them in the school. He ran to the bookstore again, and ran three times in a row, and finally learned about the legend of the three-leaf four-leaf clover.
According to legend, the four-leaf clover is the flower and grass that Eve brought from the Garden of Eden to the earth. Its flower language is happiness.
The scientific name of alfalfa is generally only three small leaves.
However, among 100,000 alfalfa plants, only one may be found to be a four-leaf clover. The probability is about one in 100,000.
At this moment, Mo Sinian was standing in the bookstore, and he took out the flower leaf from the pocket of his sweater.
The music was blurred in his ears and his smiling face was blurred. He counted quietly, but it was a four-petal leaf.
Only one in 100,000 people can get happiness.