Chapter 122: Zhu Xiaobei

The last time Zhang Huatai's situation came to mind again, he was not completely healed from his old wounds, and he was heartbroken. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It took many days to find this strange method.

Subconsciously stroked the petals on the collarbone, and for a moment, the mood was complicated.

It rained all night.

I woke up and found myself lying still in bed.

And Yun Ziyou, who was asleep on the bed, has long since disappeared.

Only the depressions around him testify to the traces of human existence.

Squeak-

Don't leave the door.

The air was moist and fresh.

The outstretched hand of the visitor stopped in mid-air.

"I heard that this place sells forgetful water?"

Along with the clear voice came a bright smile.

Zhu Xiaobei is not at all like those who want to forget the past.

He smiled brightly, and always showed sincere kindness when he looked at people in his clear eyes.

After getting what he wanted, Zhu Xiaobei didn't leave immediately, but asked hesitantly, "Don't you ask me why I bought this thing?" ”

"It's all sad, so why bother." I got up and prepared to see off the guests.

"It's all sad—"

Zhu Xiaobei looked at me, muttered this sentence a few times, and suddenly smiled bitterly, and his clear eyes showed an indescribable complexity.

"I suddenly wanted to find someone to vomit quickly. Would you like to hear about my sorrow? ”

I turned my head and glanced at Zhu Xiaobei, hesitated for a moment, and sat down.

Zhu Xiaobei's story begins in the winter of twelve.

I didn't have a good time when I was twelve, and I don't think I'm going to have a good time in my life.

That day, in winter, the weather was very cold, and Mrs. Qian lit the quilt on the bed in order to keep warm.

By the time I got home, it was burned out and black.

The iron bed frame lay alone in the mess, and the ashes of cotton cloth leaked out of the net of the iron bed and piled up into a small hill.

Mrs. Qian's burnt remains have been removed, but they still don't know what to do with the embers.

"What do you think of this?"

Officer Hao asked me.

What to do? What to do?

Twelve-year-olds were asking themselves.

The reason why this ember is still calmly presented in front of my eyes and not disposed of is because there is a part of Mrs. Qian in the ashes.

I was silent for a moment, then pulled open the compartment of my bag and filled it with all the embers left.

During the whole process, there was not a single tear, and I didn't go to the funeral home to get Mrs. Qian's charred body.

The cause of the fire is ridiculously simple.

The honeycomb coal didn't get out of the way, so the only bit of heat in the house was gone.

Mrs. Qian wanted to light a fire to keep warm, but she accidentally set herself on fire, and she didn't dodge it, letting the fire burn herself into a pile of debris.

Ten days later, on the fence at the school gate, I saw Officer Hao leaning against the fence and smoking.

He saw me coming, threw away the half-smoked cigarette, and then walked over to me and took the bag from my back.

"Let's go—"

He said.

I was silent for a while, and without saying a word, I went with him.

Half an hour later, we walked to the police station.

I saw a big middle-aged man standing up excitedly, waving his arms and shouting at me excitedly.

Later, I learned that this man was my real father, Liu Bang. He's a mute.

My university is far from home.

During the long imperial capital winters, I often felt cold and lonely.

Until that day, I met Jojo.

That day, I had just returned to school from my part-time job, and in the cafeteria, Jojo walked past me three times and successfully hit my glass to the floor.

"Oops, I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll compensate you~"

Jojo looked at the broken glass and apologized again and again.

I couldn't help but feel happy when I saw it.

"It's okay~"

I shook my hand to show that I didn't mind.

"How can this be! If I break your cup, I should pay you one. ”

Jojo said hurriedly.

"It's just a cup, it's not worth much. Besides, you didn't mean to~"

I looked at Jojo's blushing face and couldn't help but tease her.

"How does this work!? How does this work!! When Qiao Qiao heard this, his face was red and about to drip blood, but he couldn't think of any other excuse, just repeated this sentence repeatedly.

I stifled a burst of laughter, and then said to Qiaoqiao, who was at a loss, "If you really don't want to go, just eat with me." I'm eating alone, and it's boring. ”

Qiao Qiao blushed and twisted a little, and sat down obediently.

I didn't have a good time when I was twenty years old, and I thought I wouldn't have a good time in my life. But on my twentieth birthday, there was a pure and lovely girl sitting across from me.

Then, everything, everything changed.

During the winter vacation of my sophomore year, Liu Bang asked me when I would bring a girl back?

I said, if there is no suitable one, bring it back if there is a suitable one.

He asked, "What do you like?" Big or small?

I lost my smile, just look at the right eye.

He pondered for a while, nodded in agreement, and then gestured and said, what is there to look good on your phone, why do you keep staring at it and laughing?

My face was dry.

Liu Bang stared at me for a while, shouting excitedly, just like the moment he saw me many years ago, his teeth and claws.

He excitedly asked me, when will I get married?

I waved my hand, not yet, not yet, not yet, no shadow yet!

Liu Bang grinned, and went to get the wine he had hidden for a long time to drink.

When Liu Bang is happy, he will always have a few drinks, which is his habit for many years.

He loves to drink, but never overdo it, take two sips shallowly, and put it down after a good time.

Liu Bang was not like this originally.

I heard Uncle Chun say that Liu Bang used to get drunk for several days, and when he woke up, he would pick up some discarded cartons for some money to buy some food and drink and mix them for two days.

After eating and drinking, go and figure it out.

There has always been an upper ton, no lower ton.

A lot of people in the building were like that. But later, Liu Bang changed.

It's all because of you, because of you-

Uncle Chun gestured with an emotional expression.

That was when I was admitted to the most famous university in God's capital.

Uncle Chun was slightly drunk, but Liu Bang was drunk.

Liu Bang, who had been restrained for seven years, broke the ban and drank as much as he wanted. And when I woke up, it was already the afternoon of the second day.

I cleaned up the messy house, read a book in the room, saw him come out, and handed him a glass of warm water.

Liu Bang rubbed his temples wistfully, gesturing to me, I am old, I can't drink so much in the future, my head is uncomfortable-

Unexpectedly, something happened to the drink this time.

After only two cups, Liu Bang was planted on the table with a blue face and foaming at the mouth.

I hurriedly called Uncle Chun for help and sent Liu Bang to the hospital.

The doctor glanced at me, are you a family member?

I nodded and asked, Doctor, how is my dad doing now? You okay?

The doctor said, it's not a big deal, it's just alcohol poisoning. Just wash your stomach. Let your dad drink less in the future, when you're older, you can't afford to toss again.