Chapter 14 Acquaintance and Acquaintance
In the next two days, according to Hiroaki, Xiao Min evolved from an unconscious sleeping beauty to a koala who only slept twenty hours a day, often falling asleep while talking to Hiroaki.
"I had a serious psychological disorder," Mr. Hiroaki said, "and I was worried that in the future, the audience would fall asleep in less than five minutes before speaking to the public." β
Xiao Min smiled and comforted him, "No, as long as you don't pick a koala as an audience." β
Hongming looked at the faint flush on her cheeks, and said proudly, "I'm also quite talented as a nurse, look at how well I raised you, my face is a little pink, not as pale as when I first saw you." β
Xiao Min bowed her head happily. When she was just able to eat, Hongming got a refurbished soup porridge and cheese out of nowhere and fed her bite by bite. Her memories of each meal are sweet, fragrant, and grateful.
If it weren't for Hongming, I really don't know how she would survive this illness.
Hongming's mind-reading skills were as good as ever, "Who took care of you when you were sick before?" β
Xiao Min's answer sounded a little unthankful, "I've never been sick, how many years, occasionally I catch a cold, just take a pill." β
But Hongming's self-confidence is unbeatable, "You should have been sick a long time ago, but your body is very smart and knows that you have to hold on and not fall down, because there is no one next to take care of you, so you have been holding on until I come, knowing that you can finally rest assured that you can get sick." β
Xiao Min smiled, "My body has such a discerning eye? β
Hongming nodded mysteriously, "I study biology, life science, of course I understand." β
Xiao Min was suddenly very curious about a question, "Who took care of you when you were sick?" β
Hongming's gaze instantly became extremely sharp. He looked at her with his eyes half-squinted, alert. The little woman's nature is restored, and she is really good.
Xiao Min suddenly remembered how powerful Hongming was, and was afraid that he would turn her problem into a joke that she couldn't handle again.
However, he just said lightly, "I was born in good health, and I never got sick." β
Then, he hypnotized and gentle again, "Xiaomin, you are alone, you have suffered a lot for so many years, right?" β
His voice and demeanor made it impossible for her to defend him, and she said honestly, "Hongming, I have always lived my own life, I don't know what others are like, and I haven't compared. I feel like I've been okay. β
"Do you have any other relatives?" Hiroaki asked.
Xiao Min smiled bitterly, "My mother's relatives don't like my father, and my father's relatives don't like my mother, they rarely interact with me and don't recognize me." Plus I've been away from my hometown for so many years, and there's no news anymore. β
Hongming asked her, "Do you know where your mother is now?" β
"I don't know." Xiao Min shook her head,
"Do you want to know?" Hiroaki asked.
Xiao Min shook her head again, "I don't want to." β
"Why?" Hongming asked, "After so many years, you don't want to meet her?" β
"Hongming," Xiao Min looked at him sadly, "I always felt that my mother was unhappy because of me, she didn't want me, she couldn't help it." β
"Why do you think so?" Hiroaki asked.
Xiao Min's eyes dimmed, "Hongming, you know, generally mothers will smile when they see their children, and they will be very happy." My mom never did. I learned the violin at a very young age. But she always thought I was stupid. Once, she taught me to play the violin, and I always made mistakes, and she lost her temper, snatched the piano and threw it on the ground, telling me not to learn it again. After that, I was scared when I saw the piano and refused to learn it again. Actually, I'm not stupid, I'm nervous, I'm afraid of her. When my dad taught me, I never made mistakes. But he was busy at first, and then he was sick, and he couldn't teach me more. β
Hongming tucked the quilt for her: "So you didn't inherit your parents' mantle and learn music?" β
Xiao Min closed her eyes comfortably, "There are no regrets, I don't like music the most." β
Hongming asked again, "Then what do you like best?" β
Xiao Min's eyes lit up, "I like to draw, I've always wanted to learn hard," she smiled shyly, "I can draw a little, but it takes time to learn well." β
Hiroaki asked, "When did you start to like drawing?" β
"Loved it since I was a kid! All the kids love to draw, and I'm even more fascinated. I loved to read books when I was a kid, and I had an old version of Grimm's fairy tales at home, and it was very old, and the paper was all yellow and brittle, and I always carried it with me because I liked the illustrations in it. My biggest dream is to illustrate children's books, and when I'm most unhappy, I find a story to draw and feel much better when I'm done. "She had never opened herself so much to men, and her cheeks bloomed like roses.
Hongming blurted out, "You should go and do the cover and illustration of Yuxiu's book, she has been having a headache with these things." β
"Who?" Xiao Min asked.
"Yuxiu, Lu Yuxiu, a friend of mine, writes novels." Hongming suddenly regretted mentioning Yuxiu a little.
"Girlfriend?" Xiao Min asked again.
Hongming snorted, "I always thought Lu Yuxiu was a man." He hurriedly turned the subject back, "Do you still want to learn to draw now?" β
Xiao Min nodded, "Yes." β
Hongming encouraged her, "Then go and learn." If you're going to study full-time, don't worry about your livelihood, I'll sponsor you. If you don't feel well, just pay me back later. β
Xiao Min knows that whatever she does, Hongming will support her, "Do you think I can learn it?" β
Hongming turned around and brought a pen and paper, "Draw something for me to see." β
Xiao Min happily took the pen and paper, sketched a few times, a curve, two circles, and added more, a delicate kitten has jumped on the paper. She smiled and looked up at Hongming.
Hongming sighed, "This is talent." He then asked, "How about you draw me?"
Xiao Min laughed, she tilted her head, looked at him for a moment, and then lowered her head to sketch, and suddenly, a comic version of Hongming was already looking at the two of them proudly on the paper.
Hongming leaned over and said with a smile, "Am I so handsome?" β
She writes about him, proud and tall, with stars twinkling in his eyes. He had unkempt black hair on his head.
He couldn't help but touch his head, "Is my hair so messy?" β
Xiao Min pursed her lips and smiled, "This is your look when you were sixteen." β
He looked at her with delight, "You remember?" β
Xiao Min nodded, "Yes." She just never dreamed that she would see him again in the future, and she didn't expect that he would become the source of her safety and happiness today.
In the days that followed, they simply had nothing to say. Xiao Min's thoughts that are hidden in his heart, afraid to tell others, and afraid of being laughed at, can be said to Hongming without any scruples. He never thought she was naΓ―ve and ridiculous, and he never laughed at her. He also talked to her about his world, about plants, about animals, about the structure of life, even about Newton, about physics. He made her see another world, a world that was vivid and wonderful.
Xiao Min kept sighing, "If you were my middle school teacher, maybe I would choose to study science." β
Hiroaki smiled slyly, "No." We fell in love, and then we were both expelled. β
Once they start a topic, they unknowingly talk late into the night. The nurse repeatedly warned them. The two had no choice but to agree not to speak after ten o'clock in the evening.
On the night before he was discharged from the hospital, Hongming still broke his vows. He asked Xiaomin, "It's Monday the day after tomorrow, can you go to work?" β
Xiao Min suddenly understood that going to work meant seeing Nie Shujun. He was now as far away as the mountains and the sea. Since they met, she had never forgotten him so lightly. For a whole week, she never seemed to think of him. In the past, every time he left even for a day, she would count his return minute by minute, and she would think of him as sick. And now, she seems to have forgotten about him.
How could Hongming not be able to read it? He said, "It's time for Nie Shujun to give you an answer." β
Yes, Hongming gave him a multiple-choice question that day. It's time for him to think about it.
Hongming asked, "Why did you fall in love with him?" Of course he knew it was a ridiculous question, but now, he wanted to ask this question, and he wanted Xiao Min to think about it seriously.
Xiao Min couldn't answer, she thought for a while, she said slowly, "Hongming, I can't say clearly, I can only compare it, I see him, like a mother, seeing the child she has lost for many years, no matter what, I can't bear to leave him again." I just felt that he was lonely and lonely, and I hoped I could make him happy. β
Hongming nodded, he really pretended to be pitiful to her. Where does the ambitious Nie Shujun have time to be lonely and lonely? She only saw in him her own shadow, perhaps, her father's shadow, so she turned him into the person she imagined, loving him to the point of tenderness and inseparable.
He seemed to open his phone casually, "Xiaomin, I have a few photos of him, do you want to take a look?" β
Xiao Min looked at him in surprise. Hongming had already handed her the phone, and she couldn't help but look at it.
The picture shows a teenager holding a skewer of barbecue meat and sending it to his mouth. A naughty and jovial face. She recognized this child, this was Nie Shujun's son. Not far behind the child, by the barbecue stove, wearing an apron, and turning his head sharply in the crowd, it was like Nie Shujun. She made it clear that it was him.
Seeing him suddenly, even in the photo, her heart trembled, and she subconsciously shifted her gaze.
Hongming remained silent, just calmly holding the phone to show her.
She finally looked back again, the Nie Shujun she usually saw was always pale and serious, but he was red in the photo, and his eyebrows were dancing.
Hongming swiped on his phone, and the next one. Nie Shujun was playing squash with several middle-aged men, he was wearing a bright red short-sleeved sweatshirt, white trousers, a red and white hairband on his head, holding a squash racket, and his eyes looked at the camera proudly and restlessly.
She had never seen him like this before, she didn't know him like this.
Reflexively, she reached for the one.
In the next photo, he is wearing an army green short-sleeved T-shirt and shorts with a green coconut tree pattern on a white background, sitting side by side with his son on the pale yellow beach, smiling happily.
She understood that Hongming was telling her that Nie Shujun was not lonely and lonely at all, on the contrary, he was like a fish in water in this bustling and noisy world, he was not a hard scholar like her father, and he was not the lonely prince she imagined.
The photos below are laughing at her self-inflicted amorousness.
Xiao Min pushed his phone away and refused to look at it again. Where did Hongming get these photos? She looked at him. But what's the use of asking him? Her eyes suddenly turned red.
Hongming coaxed her, "What's the matter, Xiaomin?" Angry with me? You're going to face him on Monday, maybe you're going to have to make a decision that will affect your life, I just want to help you know yourself, why be angry? β
Xiao Min tried to calm herself, "He made it clear that day, I don't have any decisions to make." β
Hongming laughed at her, "Okay Xiaomin, we all know that day doesn't count, he didn't say those things in a normal state, the most important thing is next Monday." β
Xiao Min was silent. What will happen when they meet next Monday? She couldn't think of it. In fact, she thought sadly, what could she not think of? During the week she was sick, he didn't hear from him, not even a phone call. What did Hongming say that day? Yes, he wants her tenderness, but he won't give her anything. Her heart ached again. Is that really the case? Is he really such a person?
Hongming suddenly said, "Xiaomin, I'll send you home tomorrow morning, and I'll leave in the afternoon." He knew it was time to give her time and space.
But Xiao Min's heart suddenly stopped beating. Is Hongming going to hurt her endlessly? "Where are you going?" She asked.
"I also have a job, I have to go to work!" Hongming replied with a smile.
He didn't mean to go back to the hotel, he was really leaving. A wave of sadness and fear flooded my heart, God, why did you torture me so much? Didn't you bring Hongming to me? Why let me lose him again? Hongming has become a part of her life, what should she do when she misses him? She couldn't open her mouth to ask him to come back to see her, who was she, and what right did she have to ask him to 'come back'?
With such a sour heart, she couldn't care about being polite, and turned her back to Hongming, "I'm sleepy, don't say anything." β
After speaking, he reached out and twisted the bedside lamp.
She heard Hongming lie down on the bed next to her. His lights were also turned off.
There was only darkness and silence in the room.
She turned into a burning candle, and hot tears flowed silently.
Hiroaki suddenly said in the dark, "I'll come back to see you." β