Tears in Heaven Chapter 20: There are some words that only those who hear it will remember (3)

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Don't know why, she nodded. So he gave her a cigarette and lit it for her with a lighter.

The wind gradually subsided, and her fingers were slightly cool, holding the small flame in her palm and instantly illuminating his face, but for a while, it was annihilated in the night again. Only a little red light remained, like a cold star.

This is the first time she smokes. I don't know why she was not choked. Maybe she just sucked it into her mouth and spit it out. Unlike him, every breath seemed to be a deep sigh.

But he almost never sighed, just like Shao Zhenrong.

It quieted down one by one at night, and the leaves of the poplar were rustling softly by the wind, and the faint sound of cars could be heard far away, as far away as another world. The red light between his fingers is visible. She didn't know what he was thinking, but his appearance might be thinking of Shao Zhenrong. Most of his face was in the shadow of the leaves, and he couldn't see anything clearly. But in the strange quiet surroundings, she guessed that Shao Zhenrong might have sat here back then. Two youthful and stubborn youths were on the wall, overlooking the campus and beyond.

There are cars passing under the wall. The alley outside the wall is a narrow two-way lane. There are very few pedestrians and cars passing by in the alley. The light of the street lamp is like sand in an hourglass, quietly leaking from among the branches of poplars, shining on the yellow dividing line in the middle of the asphalt road, like rain, moist, bright and clean.

The night is quiet, so suitable for missing, he and she sat quietly, missing the same person.

It's like time has stopped, like longing forever.

Finally, he put out the cigarette butt, then dusted the soot from his clothes, and jumped off the wall very lightly. When Du Xiaosu jumped down, he staggered and twisted his right foot. Fortunately, he didn't fall and didn't spill anything in his hand. He had already walked out a few steps before, and he probably heard the sound of her landing, and suddenly turned around to look at her. She was a little uneasy. Although her ankle hurts, she hurried to catch up with him.

The more I walked, the more painful the foot, maybe it was really twisted, but she didn't say anything. He has long legs and quick steps, and she gritted her teeth and almost trot to follow him. Going out from the alley and looking for his car, he asked her: "What do you want to eat?"

When I got into the car, I felt the fiery pain in my right ankle, and I jumped up, like the trot just now, which made it worse. But she just looked at him stupidly, as if she didn’t understand him, so he asked again: "What's for dinner?"

The two didn’t even eat lunch, let alone dinner, but she didn’t want to eat, so she said quietly: "Either way."

When I got out of the car, my feet felt painful as soon as they landed on the ground. He couldn't help but tiptoe his right foot. He finally noticed the abnormality: "You twisted your foot?"

She said nonchalantly: "It's okay, you can go."

Yes, it's OK to walk, but it hurts so much that when every step she fell, she wanted to take a breath, and was afraid he would notice it, just gritted her teeth to follow. After entering the elevator, there were only two of them. She stood carefully behind him and looked down at her feet. The ankles were already swollen, and she was about to reach her.

After entering the door, he said: "I'll go out and buy some food."

He came back soon, carrying two bags in his hand, and handing one of the bags to her: "After spraying medicinal ice, you can compress it 24 hours later."

Unexpectedly, he also bought medicine. He put another bag on the coffee table and took out the same thing. It turned out to be roasted chicken legs with plum wine and herbs.

She has a sore nose because Shao Zhenrong loves this.

He poured the roasted chicken legs into a plate, took two more wine glasses, poured the wine, did not add soda, and did not put ice cubes. Did not say anything to her, sat down on the sofa, picked up the wine glass, and drank it quickly.

She picked up the glass, the wine was very fragrant, with the sweet smell of fruit wine, but it was bitter in the mouth, from the tip of the tongue to the stomach. She was choked by alcohol and felt bitter.

The two drank in silence. Lei Yuzheng drank very quickly, and the little bi-colored porcelain cup drank in one sip. After drinking several cups, he seemed to relax his whole body, holding a knife and fork to take apart the chicken thighs, and graciously let her taste first.

It's delicious, and it's great for drinking. His voice is rarely gentle, telling her: "Zhen Rong loves this."

She knew, so she felt even more sad, and swallowed the whole glass of wine. Together with her tears, her voice was very soft: "Thank you."

He was silent for a long time, and she said: "Thank you, I will go back tomorrow."

He didn't speak any more, turning the wine cup in his hand, the small cup, with the most beautiful porcelain color, as if a clear blue.

She seemed to say to herself: "Thank you for letting me see those notes, thank you."

He still didn’t speak. She said, “I always wanted to let Shao Zhenrong walk with me when I had the opportunity to see where he lived, the school where he studied, what he did before, What he liked before. Because before I met him, I didn’t know what his life was like. I didn’t know when he was happy, and I didn’t know when he was sad. I thought I could be with him someday Come back and have a look, he will tell me. The more I know, I will feel closer to him, but he—" She was a little choked with bright tears in her eyes, but she smiled. "But I'm so happy, I can still take a look. I thought he left me nothing, but now I know-he left me a lot..." She sniffed, smiled hard, and got a A lot of tears slipped down her face, but she was still smiling, just smiling and crying. Her eyes were like warm water with a lonely sadness, but the corners of her mouth rose stubbornly, seeming to be trying to smile.

"Don't thank me." He filled the wine slowly, "I originally made an appointment with Zhenrong, and when we are old, I will dig out this box to see."

However, I can't wait any longer.

His eyes have thin water vapor. From small to large, he understands best what is sibling and what is brother. He said: "This box should be handed to you."

She drank the wine from the glass in silence. Maybe it was because he touched too much tonight, maybe because he was really drunk, he said a lot to her unexpectedly, mostly about some trivial things when Zhen Rong was very young, and the memories of the brothers being together. They go to the same elementary school, the same middle school, but different grades. She is an only child, has no brothers or sisters, and his description is unorganized, but a trivial matter, but he remembers it clearly. This was the first time she heard him say so much, and it was the first time she felt that he actually loved Shao Zhenrong very much. His heart should be very soft, just like Shao Zhenrong, their brothers are actually very similar, no matter what Is it external or internal.

One cup after another, always drunk in painful memories. His voice was obviously drunk, and it was very quiet outside the window. Maybe it was raining, and she was drinking almost, and her speech was not particularly clear: "If Zhenrong can come back, I would rather break up with him, as long as he can live... …"

It's always silly, knowing that Shao Zhenrong will never come back, no matter how sad she is, he will never come back again.

The drink was sudden and she couldn’t control her incoherent speech: "I know you hate me, and I hate myself. I don’t deserve Shao Zhenrong. If I don’t deserve it, I don’t deserve it. You were What I said is correct. It would be fine if I left him early, and it would be fine if I had never met him. However, he will definitely go to the disaster area because he is a good man, he is so stupid, and he must be I will save people because he is a doctor. But if I don’t meet him, I might not feel so annoying..."

He said: "You don't hate you either, sometimes you are stupid, and look like Zhenrong."

"Zhen Rong is not stupid!" She murmured, "He is just too nice, too kind..." She thought of those notes, every word he had said, every thing he had done Something, thinking of her every past with him, the fate is so stingy, she refuses to give her more happiness.

Memory is a kind of heart-wrenching happiness.

His eyes looked at the unknown void: "In my heart he has always been a child, and I always think he is stupid."

It turned out that Zhen Rong also thought she was stupid, because he also regarded her as a child, so he thought she was stupid. If you love someone very much, you will feel that he is stupid, that he needs protection, and that he needs your pity.

She felt that the wine was surging, and when it reached her eyes, it turned into a hot and hot, about to come out. She shook her head, as if trying to wake up, but his face dangled in front of her eyes, and she couldn't see who he was... She said in a very small voice: "May I give you a hug? For a while."

She was afraid that he would refuse, so she stretched out her hand to hug him without waiting for him to answer.

He has the smell she knows best, maybe it's an illusion, but it's so kind. The arc of his back made her feel relieved and relieved, as if he never left. She buried her face on his back, separated by clothes, as if separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, but in this life, there is already a different route, and she can no longer return hand in hand.

After a long, long time, she has not dared to move, I am afraid that a slight movement will cause tears in her eyes to fall.

Her hands are still clasped softly on his waist, and her thin fingers seem to have little strength. Her breathing was a little heavy, a little warm and wet, through his shirt.

He turned his face to see her slightly closed eyes, her eyelashes seemed to be wet, like shrubs by the lake in the autumn morning, with a faint mist. Her pupils should be very deep amber, with a strange softness like rosin, as if they are not solidified, but they are difficult to extricate themselves, and everything is annihilated in an instant, there is a kind of almost painful trance.

He knew that he was drinking too much, and Jiujin rushed up his head, he tried hard to push her away, and her breath still had the sweet smell of plum wine. Too close, I can see that her eyelashes tremble slightly, like petals in the morning, with a warm dew, with a shy beauty. He didn't understand what he was thinking, as if there was no room for thinking, he had already kissed her lips, with unexpected surprise, touching an incredible tenderness.

She began to resist instinctively, and vaguely refused, but he hugged her harder, as if he had never had it. Her lips are soft, but there is a tempting fragrance in her breath. He can't stop, like a moth thrown into the fire, letting the flame burn its wings, breaking to pieces, filing bones and raising ashes, but there is no way to stop. Come down.

There is a kind of sadness that hurts in the bones of the bone, just like a long-term sick person, unwilling, but no matter how dying to struggle, no matter how long it lasts, it's just a futile effort. He only knew that he had been longing for a long time, and he didn't know when he started clamoring for this kind of anxiety. And she was like a clear spring, pouring perfectly in his arms, making him feel addicted and unable to have any reason. Obviously it is a taboo that cannot be touched, but the numbness of alcohol made him fall in the struggle.

She must be crying, his fingers touched the cold water droplets, but it was like touching a hot flame, suddenly waking up to what he was doing. He quickly let go of his hand and got up to leave her. It took a long time before I heard his voice, and his tone had returned to that coldness and calmness: "I'm sorry, I'm drunk." Before she could speak, he said, "I have something to go out. It's closed when you leave. Just come here."

He took the elevator straight to the garage and drove the car out of the complex. He looked ahead at the red light again and realized that the roof sunroof had been opened sometime, and the wind had been flowing in and it was very cold above his head. He closed the skylight and turned at the next intersection, but unknowingly walked back to the gate of the community. When the car passed by, she happened to be seen standing by the road waiting for a taxi. In the cold wind of late autumn, the white short-sleeved sweater was very conspicuous. It was reflected by the street lights, but it looked like a faint orange yellow. She stood alone under the street lamp, but she was not so pretty. He had seen so many beauties, and when it came to being pretty, she couldn't be regarded as an overwhelming country anyway. Moreover, there has always been a haggard color between her eyebrows, like a flower, but when the westerly wind blows, it is already crippled.

He looked at the taillights of the car in front of him in a daze, like a pair of red eyes, lingering in the car river, unconsciously and ignorantly, drifting with the flow.

He didn't know how long he drove on the street, he only remembered passing Chang'an Avenue more than once. The straightest street in the city, with lights on both sides like pearls, as if the brightest and cleanest pearls are all lined up here. He turned aimlessly, drove the car into the alleys between the Guohuai roads, the night gradually became quiet, and even the sound of fallen leaves could be heard. Occasionally encountering a car from the opposite side, the bright headlights change their headlights, like a thirsty person, blinking.

Finally returned home in the dead of night, maybe the car lights were too bright, or the movement was a little too loud, which shocked Shao Kaixuan. She came out in her dressing gown and stood on the steps, watching him come in, she couldn't help being a little surprised: "Why are you back at this time?"

He rarely ran back in the middle of the night, because the house was quiet, and once the late return alarmed his father, he would inevitably not be trained. But at this moment I only felt tired and sleepy, so I called "Mom" and said perfunctorily: "Go back to the house and sleep." He turned around and walked across the courtyard to the west. Shao Kaixuan seemed a little worried: "Second, are you drunk?"

"No." He only felt tired, and asked when he remembered, "Where is Dad, haven't come back?"

"Going up the mountain for a meeting." Shao Kaixuan carefully checked his expression and asked, "Did you cause trouble outside?"

"Mom," he was a little impatient, "what are you guessing? I'm not a kid."

Shao Kaixuan said: "Your masters are all of this temper. Just put on a bad face when you go home, and get angry with me after a little question. Do I owe you or what? In this way, none of them makes people worry."

Lei Yuzheng originally felt extremely tired, but he had to reluctantly regain his energy to deal with his mother. He smiled and said, "Mom, am I not tired? Your son is exhausted all day long outside. To deal with capitalists, but also to deal with wage earners, come back to see you, this is not the case for a while. Don't be angry, I will give you a pounding." As he said, he tried to massage her shoulders.

Shao Kaixuan couldn't help smiling: "Come on, go to bed."

The old-fashioned bathtub is still at home, and the hot water takes a long time, so he took a shower and went to bed.

I slept very heavily. I woke up once thirsty in the middle, got up and drank a glass of water, then fell back to sleep. Not long after he slept, it seemed that Shao Kaixuan's voice called twice, probably calling him to get up and eat. For some reason, my whole body was so soft that I didn't want to move, so I ignored my mother, turned over and continued to sleep. I don't know how long I finally woke up, I saw the sun shining in front of the window, my mind was groggy, maybe because I slept too long. I remembered that the house I lived in was facing west, and the sun was on the window, it should have been afternoon. Unable to be surprised, he picked up the watch on the bedside table and looked at it. It really was afternoon.

Unexpectedly, I slept for so long, but I still feel very tired, as if I didn't sleep well. He got up to wash, just changed his shirt and came out. Suddenly Shao Kaixuan pushed the door and came in. Seeing that he was looking for a suitable tie, he asked, "Going out again?"

"There is something at the company." He said while watching Shao Kaixuan's face sinking, so he said, "Last time you were not talking about cheongsam, I asked someone to find you a master, when will he come? Try it for you?"

Shao Kaixuan sighed: "I came to see you in the morning. I was so burnt that my whole body was so hot that I told you to refuse to agree. I'm afraid you are burnt. Later, I will see that you have gone back to sleep so that you can sleep peacefully. Why don’t you know how to take care of yourself? I don’t know if I have a fever. I get up and desperately. It’s not in a hurry, why run around in a hurry?"

It turned out to have a fever. He rarely caught a cold as an adult, and occasionally had a fever when he was a child. He was in good health, never took medicine, and always fell asleep until the fever subsided. So he smiled at Shao Kaixuan: "Don't you think I am okay?"

Shao Kaixuan was a little worried: "You are old and busy with your own affairs. Your elder brother is busy with work. There is no way. You will not see anyone all day long." She thought of her youngest son and felt even more sad, and said Stopped here.

Lei Yuzheng quickly said: "I won't leave today. I will stay at home for two days." Then he asked, "Is there anything to eat? I'm all hungry."

Shao Kaixuan was really distracted: "I knew you were going to eat when you got up, and there was porridge in the kitchen, as well as wowotou."

He ate porridge in the restaurant. The pickles prepared by the master were very refreshing, and the white porridge made people appetite. I just ate two spoonfuls of porridge, and suddenly heard a tender childish "咿".

Looking back, it was Yuan Yuan, the little niece who just turned one year old, waddling in. The babbled child, who looks like a pink jade, wore a creamy white cashmere dress, and a little pink wings behind her back, a little angel alive, smiled at him, showing only a few teeth, calling He: "Uncle." He bent over to pick up the child, let her sit on his lap, and asked her: "Does Yuanyuan eat porridge?"

Yuan Yuan shook his head and looked at him with wide sullen eyes: "Uncle loves porridge, Yuan Yuan doesn't like porridge." Yuan Yuan's mother Wei Luoxian has walked in: "Yeah, it's Uncle who loves porridge. "Yuan Yuan immediately struggled to the ground from his lap, swaying into his mother's arms. Wei Luoxian picked up her daughter, but asked Lei Yuzheng: "What are you doing out there again?"

Wei Shao and his family are family friends, so although Wei Luoxian is his sister-in-law, because he is two years younger than him, she has known each other since childhood and has always spoken casually. So he said: "Why are you like an old lady, you put a hat on my head as soon as you speak."

"If you don't cause trouble, you will sit here and eat porridge listlessly?" Wei Luoxian curled his lips, "I don't believe it!"

"Too tired, can't you come home and rest for two days?"

Wei Mingxian smiled and looked him up and down: "Couldn't you finally get retribution, so you slipped back to heal your injuries?"

Lei Yuzheng was stunned for a moment before he said: "What happened to me?"

"Lovesickness." Wei Luoxian still smiles, "Every time you throw a girl that is cruel, I think you will get retribution someday."

"Who did I dump me? Isn't it just a Ling silent, how many years ago. Besides, it wasn't me who dumped her, it was her breaking up, I was dumped."