Chapter IV

Ling Shan ran to Chu Chu's side.

Wei Chuchu fell on the carpet, his body curled up like a small shrimp, both legs bent in front of his chest, and his thin arms clutching his knees desperately. His face was full of tears, his eyes were wide open in fear and panic, and his hair was stained with tears, wet against his cheeks. Ling Shan knelt down beside her, and carefully lifted her dressing gown, and the child immediately had a spasm all over her body, and she choked in her throat, but she was too frightened to cry. Ling Shan looked at her bare thighs, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, on the immature, white skin, whip marks clearly bulged, red, swollen and bloody. Ling Shan looked back at Wei Pengfei, anger burning in her entire chest:

"You're as cruel as a beast, Mr. Wei. She's your own daughter, how can you do it? ”

Wei Pengfei closed the door, leaning against the door, his eyes were tired and gloomy, his face was as pale as wax, his eyes involuntarily cast on Chu Chu, and whispered, talking to himself:

"If you don't teach, it's your father's fault."

After speaking, his eyes suddenly became wet, and he closed his eyes, and he turned his head away dejectedly, no longer looking at Chu Chu. Ling Shan's heart tightened, and a feeling of compassion immediately grabbed her, and she couldn't bear to blame that father anymore. Lowering her head, she examined Chu Chu carefully, and as a result, she found that she was on her arms, legs, body, and even face...... Everywhere was scarred, the skin was torn everywhere, and there were bruises and bruises, and the father did it without mercy! Ling Shan turned Chu Chu's head around and made her face herself, Chu Chu couldn't stop shaking, couldn't stop spasming, and couldn't stop sobbing...... I just can't cry. She was obviously frightened, frightened, and her frightened demeanor worried Ling Shan more than the wounds on her body, and she shouted:

"Chu Chu!"

The boy stared at her in a daze, his big eyes not instantaneous.

Ling Shan wanted to stand up, wanted to find a little ointment to rub for her, but as soon as her body moved, the child suddenly stretched out her little hand, firmly grabbed her dress, and sobbed and shouted:

"Auntie, don't go!"

"Oh!" can still speak, proving that he is not stunned. Ling Shan exhaled, hurriedly hugged Chu Chu, picked up from the ground, patted the child's back, and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, I won't go!" I'm with you! Turning around, she glared at Wei Pengfei and asked, "Which bedroom is her?" ”

Wei Pengfei walked over and opened the second door of the corridor, inside was a thoughtfully furnished nursery room, pink cots, pink carpets, pink curtains, pink toy shelves, and shelves full of dolls, puppies and bears, and all kinds of fluffy animals. Ling Shan looked around the room, and couldn't help but let out a soft sigh, that father can't say that he didn't do his best for this child!

Putting Chu Chu on the bed, she turned back to Wei Pengfei and said:

"Do you have ointment at home?"

"There should be."

"Where?"

"In the bathroom!" Wei Pengfei is going to find it.

"Forget it, I'll go find it!"

Ling Shan walked into the bathroom and opened the cabinet, she immediately found that there were all kinds of medical utensils, such as cotton wool, alcohol, red potion, Sanma ointment, anti-inflammatory tablets, hydrogen peroxide...... I took cotton wool and hydrogen peroxide, and then took a tube of anti-inflammatory ointment. Walking into Chu Chu's room, she saw Wei Pengfei sitting on the edge of Chu Chu's bed, wordlessly caressing the child's cheek, but Chu Chu broke free of his hand and stubbornly turned his face against the wall. Wei Pengfei's face turned even paler, anger burned in his eyes again, and Ling Shan quickly walked over.

"Get out! Let me take care of her! ”

Wei Pengfei glanced at Ling Shan deeply, then stood up silently and walked out. Walking into the living room, he instinctively took a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet, poured a glass, and held the glass, he walked to the long floor-to-ceiling window, and habitually stood in front of the window, staring at the flickering lights outside the window and the occasional street car passing by on the street. Taking a sip of wine, he leaned against the lattice and pressed his aching forehead against the cold glass.

He didn't know how long he had been standing like this, and in his ears, he faintly heard Ling Shan's whispering voice coming from Chu Chu's room, soft, soft, delicate, and gentle. He listened subconsciously, and the soft whisper of the woman awakened a pain in the depths of his soul, and he frowned, feeling his heart being torn apart little by little...... Tilting his head, he drank the contents of his glass.

Filled with another cup, he leaned back against the window. Raising his head, he inadvertently saw a crescent moon hanging in the sky, like a hook, like a bow, like a rainbow. The moonlight was clear, cold, and secluded, high in the dark firmament, and seemed to gaze silently over the whole earth. His mind was in a trance for a while, and then he heard Ling Shan say softly:

“…… Therefore, if you want others to love you, you must first love others! You can't hate your father, he beats you more than he beats himself. Future...... You'll understand when you grow up! ”

Wei Pengfei closed his eyes suddenly, feeling a wave of heat rushing into his eyes, and a spasm passed through his heart, and he convulsed in pain. Gritting his teeth, he got through the spasm and raised his glass, which he took another big sip. Then he heard Ling Shan singing, singing a song in a low, tactful, delicate voice, and he couldn't help but listen intently, carefully trying to catch her voice. So, he found that she was repeating the same song over and over again, like a children's song, not a children's song, like a lullaby, not a lullaby, and the lyrics were beautiful and strange:

The moon is hazy, the birds are hazy, and the night sky is lit up by fireflies.

The mountains are hazy, the trees are hazy, and the autumn insects are chirping.

The flowers are hazy, the leaves are hazy, and the evening breeze gently knocks on the curtains.

The lights are dim, the people are hazy, I wish to dream together tonight!

He listened, and the song became softer and softer, softer and softer, and more and more delicate...... His consciousness also became in a trance with the song, lullaby? I don't know if it's a lullaby, but he does feel hypnotized and confused. He reclined against the lattice, motionless and thoughtless.

The singing stopped. He still stands, the hypnotic power has not disappeared, and he repeats the last lines of the lyrics in a trance: "The flowers are hazy, the leaves are hazy, and the evening breeze gently knocks on the curtains." The lights are dim, the people are hazy, I wish to dream together tonight! "For a while, I was sad and I didn't know where I was!

Suddenly, a figure stood in front of him, and at the same time, the wine glass in his hand was taken. He was startled, but when he came back to his senses, he found that Ling Shan was taking away his wine glass, looking at him quietly with rather disapproving eyes.

"She's asleep." Ling Shan said.

"Oh!" He stared at her.

"You've drunk too much," she said, bringing the glass to the table. "Only the weak drink wine to drown their sorrows."

He was shocked.

"How do you know I'm drinking to drown my sorrows?" He was slightly angry. "I don't have anything to worry about!"

"Really?" She slowly walked back to the window, looked him in the eye, and shook her head gently. "Don't lie to yourself, you're the most melancholy I've ever met!"

He was shocked again, and his eyes were sharply focused on her, she was wearing a pure white velvet nightgown, her long hair hung down her shoulders, her cheeks were white, her eyebrows were thick and straight, her eyes were deep and black, the curvature of her chin was beautiful, and the expression of her face was mixed with stubbornness in softness. Yes, stubborn, this is a stubborn, frank, stubborn, headstrong girl. When he first met her, he had learned her strength and perseverance. But, how could such a strong girl sing such a gentle and sweet song? How can you give such deep enthusiasm to a strange child? Yes, under this strong appearance, there must be a kind and enthusiastic heart, not only kind and enthusiastic, that heart is also sensitive and susceptible!

"Don't stare at me," she said bluntly, her eyes turning to the starry sky outside the window. "I know I'm not dressed properly."

"No," he said hastily, "I'm looking—how many different personalities and virtues you have!" ”

Her face flushed slightly.

"Your compliments are just as clever as your swearing!"

"You too!"

They looked at each other, and she smiled and looked out the window.

"Let's make a deal," she said, her smile narrowed and she looked serious and solemn. "You managed to get Ah Xiang back, and it makes sense that you owe Ah Xiang. Then, you send Chu Chu to my school, this child needs friends, needs education, needs to be with children her age! ”

"Okay!" He sighed, completely succumbing to her "reason", "I'll listen to your arrangement!" ”

She looked at him again.

"You can send her to my house whenever you need her, I am not her tutor, but I am happy to help you take care of her. Even if I'm not at home, you can send her here, and my mother and my sister will take care of her!" ”

"How can I thank you?" He asked.

"I'm not asking you to thank me for doing this, I'm just sympathizing with a child without a mother......" She suddenly looked at him squarely and asked bluntly, "How long has it been since her mother died?" ”

He shuddered, and his lips, which had just regained their blood, suddenly turned pale again. Gentleness and serenity quickly disappeared from his face, and his eyes immediately became gloomy and fierce, staring at her fiercely, and he whispered in a hoarse voice, exasperatedly, excitedly:

"Who told you that her mother died?"

"Oh?" Ling Shan's eyes widened in shock. "Didn't her mother die? Well, right.

"Who said that?" He asked angrily. "Who told you?"

"It was Chu Chu himself who said it."

He was deflated and leaned against the window, looking tired, desolate, and depressed.

"If her mother were alive," she said cautiously, "where would she be now?" ”

He jerked his head up and looked directly at her, his eyebrows furrowed, his breath agitated his ribcage heavily, he gritted his teeth, and he made a rattle of teeth, and he roared in a vicious and gloomy voice:

"Did I say she's still alive?"

Ling Shan was so surprised that she couldn't speak, she met his gaze, she shook her head, what does this mean? She straightened her back in anger.

"You—inexplicable!" She cursed, flicked her long hair back her head, and she turned to leave. "I'm unlucky, I hit a ghost! I don't care about your family's gossip anymore! ”

"Wait a minute!" He reached out and stopped her.

"What's the matter with you?" She couldn't help but shout, "You are irritable, irritable, irritable, ignorant, revenge, moody, strange, inexplicable!" ……”

There was a twinkle in his eyes.

"I didn't know how you could use so many idioms in one go!" He was stunned and said, "What idioms do you have, say them all!" ”

"I won't say it, I won't talk to monsters like you!"

"Okay." He nodded, stepped out of the way, and faced the glass. He held on to the window with his hand, stared at the flickering lights outside the window in a daze, and suddenly made up his mind, and said in a low voice, "Before you go, I am willing to tell you about me!" ”

"I don't want to hear it!"

"You have to listen." He said stubbornly, without looking back, his voice was like an echo from a deep valley, cold, lingering and secluded. "I knew Chu Chu's mother when I was a freshman, and she was just a fifteen-year-old child. It's strange that you go crazy to love a child and go to great lengths to wait for her to grow up. I graduated from college, she was eighteen years old, we got married resolutely, twenty-two years old, I seemed too young to be a husband, and she was a good young and young wife. However, I've been waiting for her for so long, I can't wait to finish my military training. Three months after marriage, I went to military training, and a year later, Chu Chu was born, and I became a father and my wife, from an eighteen-year-old wife to a nineteen-year-old mother. After the military training, I immediately got a scholarship from the Massachusetts Institute of Technology in the United States, and in my generation, studying abroad seems to have become a necessary way, if I am attached to my wife and children and refuse to go abroad for further study, I will become a traitor who is a big rebel. My parents and family put all their hopes on me, and I went abroad, and three years later, I got my master's degree, and I returned to China, only to find that I was left with only my daughter and my wife. ”

He lit a cigarette and took a deep breath, his eyes fixed on the window, the smoke rushing to the glass window, covering it with a white mist.

"The family tried all kinds of ways to hide it from me, and when I couldn't get her letter and became suspicious, they told me she was sick......" His voice choked, and he took a deep breath of cigarette, and for a long time he just stood there and swallowed the clouds. After a while, he whispered, "Forget it, since I got married, there has been less gathering and more separation, and when I just finished my studies and could make up for the debts over the years, she had already gone and went without hesitation." He took another puff of his cigarette, his voice turning into a long sigh.

Ling Shan stood there, staring at his back, his story was very simple, not the slightest legendary, but she felt that she was moved, and was shaken by the affection and helpless sadness in his tone. She wanted to say something, but her throat was hoarse and astringent, and she couldn't make any sound. After a while, he suddenly turned his head, his eyes were red, the smoke covered him, and his whole face was half-hidden in the smoke.

"That's it!" He said succinctly, "You can go." ”

She glared at him.

"What about your parents?" She asked.

"They were in the south, and my father worked at the Kaohsiung refinery."

"Why don't you give Chu Chu to your parents?"

He stared at her gloomily.

"I've lost my wife, can't I be with my daughter yet? I'm a father, I don't give her to anyone! ”

He walked over to the table, extinguished the cigarette butt, and reached for the wine glass on the table.

She quickly pressed her hand to the cup, and he looked up at her, and the two of them looked at each other.

"Chu Chu needs a sober father." She whispered.

He let go of his glass and looked at her. Then he sat down on the couch, stretched out his legs wearily, and rested his head on the back of the couch. There was a period of silence in the room, and the twilight unconsciously stained the windows white, and she suddenly woke up, what was she doing? Spent the night in this stranger's house? She looked at him and tried to say goodbye to him, only to find that he was asleep. On a late autumn morning, the night is as cool as water. She hesitated for a moment, then quietly walked to the corridor, pushed open the first door in the corridor, and sure enough, it was a bedroom, on the bed, neatly folded with blankets, she walked in, took a blanket from the bed, and suddenly, she froze.

On the small table at the head of the bed, there is a frame with an enlarged photograph inside. Out of instinct, she reached out and picked up the frame, in which a young and young girl was standing on a rock, standing in the wind, her long hair was flying, and the girl was laughing, smiling so sweet, so beautiful and charming. Ling Shan gazed at the girl carefully; Bright eyes and bright teeth, clever smile, graceful and charming. She never knew that Chu Chu had such a beautiful mother, no wonder Wei Pengfei was so obsessed with her and remembered her unforgettable. Why can't lovers get together for a long time? Why is such a young and lovely girl not taking a holiday? She looked up at the sky, and for a while, she hated the unfairness of fate and the ruthlessness of God.

Putting the photo back in its place, she found that under the photo, there were two lines of small characters, because the handwriting and the color of the photo were mixed, if you didn't look carefully, you could hardly see it, and the two lines of words read:

Its Nai is merry and neat, and it is even more different, and it is the heart of the people.

If you don't think about it for a day, you can save your eyebrows!

"I don't think about it for a day, but I also save my eyebrows!" This is obviously Wei Pengfei's question later, what kind of affectionate affection that is constantly cut and sorted out! She sighed softly, grabbed the blanket, and folded back into the living room.

Quietly moving to the side of the sofa, she opened the blanket and gently covered Wei Pengfei. Wei Pengfei's head tilted to the side, let out a vague murmur, and continued to sleep, she stood there, staring at him quietly for a while, he was not sleeping peacefully, and his brows were frowning. Could it be that even in his sleep, he still "raised his eyebrows a thousand degrees"? She sighed again, turned off the light, and turned around and walked out of the Wei family's door.

It was already full light, and she shook her head, but she didn't feel tired. The door of the house was closed, and she thought that she would have to be given a good lecture by her parents when she went back! But, even if she was scolded, it seemed to be worth it, in this night, she seemed to have grown up a lot, at least, she understood two sentences; Life is a lover, and this hatred is not about the wind and the moon!