What color is the sky?

Black, completely empty black, is very similar to the world in Cheng Chuxia's eyes.

When he was 15 years old, Han Rui was diagnosed with autism, and from a large inaugural meeting, he left the entire high-level of the conference room, and Xiao Qing, who hurried back, tightly protected him in his arms the moment he entered the door, and choked with red eyes: "I'm sorry." ”

During that time, Han Rui's world had never had a clear blue sky color, and everything in front of him was black.

After receiving the mobile phone handed over by Lao Xie, Cheng Chuxia still didn't speak, until the voice on the other side mixed with the rustling of electricity sounded in his ears: "Cheng Chuxia." ”

No response. After a few seconds, the phone was hung up.

Han Rui thought about it for a while, but decided to go to Lao Xie's house.

Xiao Qing, who came out of the kitchen, saw him in a hurry, "Where are you going to eat?" He had already left the house without even asking.

The doorbell rang, and when Lao Xie opened the door, he saw Han Rui standing outside, whose hair had been blown a little messy by the wind.

"Why did you get here?"

Han Rui looked inside, "What about her?" ”

Lao Xie knew that he was asking Cheng Chuxia, "Here, it's just better, don't irritate her too much." ”

Han Rui finally saw Cheng Chuxia, except for the red and swollen eyes, everything was no different from usual, and even smiled at him slightly, which was regarded as a greeting.

"I'll take you somewhere."

As he spoke, he stretched out a hand to her, and seeing that she was still hesitating, he directly pulled her up from the sofa.

Cheng Chuxia didn't resist, so he left with him.

The two trotted all the way, Han Rui was familiar with the terrain, went around all the way, and finally stopped by a lake that had been abandoned for a long time, surrounded by only the sound of crickets chirping, empty and quiet.

Han Rui found a stone and sat down by the lake, and said to himself:

"This is the happiest place I felt when I was a kid, remember the Labrador I mentioned to you? It's called Xiaoqi, and when I used to raise Xiaoqi, it liked to bring me here the most when I was walking, and then it died, and I buried it here. ”

Cheng Chuxia looked in the direction of his finger, and there was really a small bulge on the opposite side of the lake.

"I haven't had friends since I was a child, Xiaoqi is the only one who accompanies me, and I come here every time I feel sad and miss it."

Unable to resist the curiosity, Cheng Chuxia still asked, "Why did you think of bringing me here?" ”

"You don't know, I once had a very severe autism, and even completely isolated myself from the outside world for a period of time, and Xiaoqi also left at that time.

The doctor who treated me told me that nothing is worth life and death, and that everything seems insignificant in the face of life and death. ”

Since then, Han Rui has learned to be at ease with everything, even if he is lonely, he has also learned to enjoy it.

Cheng Chuxia looked at the small tomb, trying to piece together the appearance of Xiaoqi through imagination, and after a while, she said, "Maybe it's true, except for life and death, it's all trivial." ”

Then Han Rui heard the story after the game ended last night.

Cheng Chuxia just quit the game, and sleepiness swept over, but before he could sleep, he heard a sound in the living room outside, it turned out to be his father Cheng Dongheng who came back from a business trip, and the family was used to coming back late at night every time he went on a business trip.

Not long after the sound of the door closing, there was a crisp sound of glass breaking in the living room.

Then came the grandfather's clear voice: "What are you two making trouble about, Xia Xia just fell asleep, don't wake up the child." ”

Grandpa's words reminded the two people in the living room, and Cheng Dongheng lowered his voice a little, "Dad, I've gone to apply for a visa, and I'll leave when the college entrance examination is over in early summer." ”

Grandpa's tone was a little angry, "I can't stop and don't want to ask, but early summer is a critical time, can you stop it?" ”

Mom's voice was a little choked, "Dad, we've discussed, sooner or later we're going to tell Chu Xia, but it's not the time yet." ”

Cheng Dongheng called his mother's name a little ashamedly, "Charlene......"

Charlene directly interrupted his conversation, "My only request is not to hurt Xia Xia, don't say anything else." ”

Grandpa still wanted to try to ease, "Is it necessary to make a fuss to this point?" What a good home, stinky boy, what's so good about that woman outside? ”

Charlene took his words, "Dad, it's impossible to force emotional matters, since you can't keep it, let him go." ”

"Alas, you stinky boy, let me tell you, as long as I live for one day, that woman will not want to enter the door of our house, and I will be Charlene, my daughter-in-law!"

……

Sometimes, you don't have to listen to the whole story, you can guess the outcome when you hear the beginning.

When scratching the lottery, people will know the result when they scratch the word "thank you", and there is no need to scrape the "thank you for your patronage" before they are willing to let go. Cheng Chuxia is 18 years old, not 8 or 9 years old, she can understand and understand these words.

It turned out that their love in front of her was all a scene, and it turned out that she became the only bond between them and their relationship.

When I was a child, I read a lot of excellent essays, which wrote about the moment when the family was broken, and sadly only recorded his sad children in the diary one by one, Cheng Chuxia felt that this kind of thing was as old-fashioned as writing "helping grandma cross the road" in the essay.

When she experienced it herself, she realized that she couldn't do any "resistance" except to write down these sorrows in her diary and convert her pain into words.

Damn powerless.

She knew her mother's helplessness, and she couldn't bear to destroy the "harmony" they carefully maintained, and when she kept her eyes open until dawn, her mind was full of thoughts, and it was more natural to say good morning to them tomorrow.

At least she wanted to keep it as if nothing had happened, even if it was a false happy time.

The next day, everything was fine and business as usual, if it weren't for the fact that she couldn't resist rummaging through their drawers.

Underneath the two divorce papers, there are several air tickets scattered around, in the same place, back and forth. None of them are cities where Cheng Dongheng often travels on business, but the places where they talked last night when they mentioned where "that woman" was.

He had wanted to leave for a long time, and it was the final bottom line to be able to promise to stay until June.

Cheng Chuxia finally couldn't help it, tore those tickets to shreds, raised them all over the ground, and ran out.

Charlene felt strange and wanted to stop her, "Xia Xia, where are you going?" ”

It wasn't until she saw the chaos in her bedroom that she understood, she already knew.

Han Rui looked sideways at the dried tears on her face, and wanted to wipe her away but couldn't find a suitable identity and reason, so he could only accompany her quietly and wait for her emotions to recover.

Cheng Chuxia saw that he hadn't spoken, and suddenly asked, "Isn't it ridiculous?" ”

"Actually, you're lucky, Cheng Chuxia."

"Lucky?"

"I was raised by my mother when I was a child, but she only took me to the age of memory, and then my life was spent with different nurses, boarding teachers, I never even knew what my father was like, you are lucky, at least they all love you."

I never knew that this person who doesn't talk much on weekdays and is always alone has such an experience behind her, and compared to her, she is indeed luckier than him.

Cheng Chuxia couldn't help but reddened her eyes again, and before the tears fell, a pair of warm hands covered her eyes first.

Han Rui's voice sounded in her ears: "I heard that if people are covered when they are crying, they will stop crying because they can't adapt to the darkness in front of them. ”

Cheng Chuxia was suddenly stunned, and then laughed while shedding tears, "Han Rui, this is the worst joke I've ever heard since I heard "Cats Have Nine Lives". ”

The last time he took Orange Sauce to the hospital, he saw that she was worried about Orange Sauce, and he comforted her so "clumsily". Thinking of this, Han Rui withdrew his hand with some embarrassment.

Seeing her smiling face, Han Rui suddenly felt that all the good things were nothing more than that.

"Han Rui, are you—like me?"

He didn't rush to answer, and he didn't intend to run away.

"On New Year's Eve, you may not have heard my wishes."

That day, there were all around the sound of fireworks and people's cheers, and Cheng Chuxia really couldn't remember what he said.

"It was a noisy day."

"I said, Happy New Year, Cheng Chuxia."

"That's it?"

He looked at the tenderness in her eyes that couldn't be hidden, deep and fascinating, "My wish is you, Cheng Chuxia." ”

Cheng Chuxia hurriedly escaped from those eyes, and said a little incoherently, "What...... What, I'...... I'm going back, too...... Too late. ”

After finishing speaking, he trotted out in the direction he was coming and going, Han Rui couldn't cry or laugh, and hurriedly chased after him

"You don't know the way, wait a minute......"

……

After sending Cheng Cheng back in early summer, it was already more than 10 o'clock when I got home.

Log in to the game, the avatar of the cat orange sauce is still gray, and the offline time stops at two o'clock in the morning last time. Fortunately, he knew that the person he was waiting for would eventually return.