The wind was fierce and whistling like a wail of pain. The plum tree at the entrance of the community, which had only bloomed once, broke its branches and fell lonely in the night.

On May 30th, the Jing family ushered in a new life, and the baby was lying in swaddling clothes with his eyes closed.

Jing Lin looked forward to it all night, and was taken to the hospital by Jing Zhenhao early in the morning.

Jing Zhenhao said happily: "I really let Linlin guess correctly, it's a kid." He was afraid that his daughter would misunderstand the patriarchal preference in the family, so he hurriedly said: "When this kid grows up in the future, let him be our lovely Linlin as a bodyguard." ”

In the early morning sun, Jing Lin's crisp laughter like a silver bell sounded.

Xiao Jinghu was wrapped in a soft cloth prepared early, and it rained last night to cool down, so she had to keep the baby warm.

Lin Fangfei was lying on the hospital bed, her face was a little pale, but she was in good spirits. She smiled and said, "Linlin, come and see your brother, sleeping next to me." ”

Jing Lin leaned over, the baby who had just been born was red and wrinkled, and his cheeks were only half the size of an adult's palm, so he couldn't talk about whether it looked good or not. His little nose breathes hard, and every time he breathes air, it is an effort at the beginning of life.

Jing Lin's eyebrows were gentle, and she looked at the small fist he clenched and smiled, "Mom, what's my brother's name?" ”

"I discussed it with your dad before, and his name is Jing Hu. Do you want to give him a nickname or something? ”

Jing Lin's eyes bent into crescent moons, "It's good, just call Xiaohu with a nickname." ”

Lin Fangfei smiled: "Well, I think so too. ”

Having an extra child in the family is a happy event for the Jing family, but it also means a huge burden. Jing Lin's grandmother came to help take care of the adults and children, and Jing Lin also used her spare time to take care of her younger brother.

In those years, there were still very few families who could afford diapers, and almost all of the Jing family's money was lent to the uncle who hit someone, and it was hard to say when it would be recovered. Xiao Jinghu can only wear diapers, diapers can be reused, scalded with hot water, washed and taken to dry in the sun, and continued to be used after disinfection.

Lin Fangfei doesn't have much milk, and when Jing Hu grows up, it is estimated that she will have to drink milk powder.

Lin Fangfei and Jing Zhenhao are both thinking about waiting for the children to get older and then go home. The second child has to be fined tens of thousands of yuan, so the expenses are unimaginably large.

A few days later, Lin Fangfei was discharged from the hospital and returned to the rental house.

Jing Zhenhao said with a guilty face: "Linlin, I can't buy you a skirt this summer, wait until next year, Dad will pay your salary, and then buy you new clothes, okay?" ”

Jing Lin put on her schoolbag and shook her head with a smile, "Cousin doesn't have some old clothes, they are all very good-looking and new, I can just wear her." My brother is still young, so he has to buy better clothes, and by the way, in the summer, I have to buy him prickly heat powder. ”

Jing Zhenhao patted his daughter's shoulder with pity.

Jing Lin knew that her parents were not patriarchal, so she didn't mind at all. She walked briskly to school, wanting to quietly share the news of her brother's birth with her close friends.

When Jing Lin arrived at the classroom, Tu Mochu was already there.

The sunlight reflected on the cold and pale side of the boy's face, but it did not bring him warmth. Even if Jing Lin hadn't spoken to him yet, he felt the lonely coldness on his body, like a traveler who had stood in the wind and snow for a day and a night, so cold that he seemed to have lost the slightest popularity.

Seeing that he was thinly dressed, Jing Lin hurriedly unzipped his schoolbag, took out his pink water glass, and put it on his table.

Tu Mochu and Jing Lin are both diligent students, and when they came to school, there were only two or three people scattered in the classroom.

When Tu Mochu heard the voice, his unfocused eyes lifted slightly and put them on her water glass.

Jing Lin hugged her schoolbag, she didn't know what happened to Tu Mochu, and her tone was as soft as ever when she greeted her in the morning, "Wear more in the morning." There is boiling water in the cup, you can warm your hands. ”

Tu Mochu was stunned for a moment, and then reached out to hold her pink water cup sluggishly.

The heat spread from the fingertips all the way up to the limbs, and the cold fingers finally became conscious. A big smiling face was printed on her cup, Tu Mochu looked at it and asked softly, "Is your brother born?" ”

"Hmm!" Jing Lin leaned close to his ear and whispered, "I guessed correctly, it's just that my brother is not my sister, and he is so young." ”

The girl's voice rippled with joy. Her breath is sweet, with the taste of breakfast milk and an indescribable light aroma. "Are you going to come with me to see him after school?"

"Nope." Tu Mochu replied in a low voice: "Give this to him." ”

Tu Mochu put a small bracelet in her hand.

Jing Lin looked at the bracelet lying in her palm in a daze, this is the kind of silver bracelet that a baby has, and there are two delicate small silver bells on it, which are cold and heavy in the palm of your hand. If it weren't for the heavy weight, she would have thought it was a replica of the toy bracelet in the commissary.

Jing Lin suddenly felt hot, she saw such valuable jewelry for the first time in her life, and said stumblingly: "You, where did you get so much money, buy, buy this?" ”

"Why do you care so much?" Tu Mochu's expression was faint, as if it wasn't a big deal, "For your brother." "Don't you really want him to be born?

Jing Lin didn't dare to ask for it, she was stunned by a silver bracelet. In an era when a popsicle was five cents, how expensive was this little silver bracelet?

Tu Mo first saw her helpless appearance, and helped her find a good reason, "You can tell your mother that my father bought it." ”

"I don't want this, Tu Mochu, you can take it back."

"Don't just throw it away." Tu Mochu let go of her water glass, and her tone did not fluctuate, as if it was not a valuable bracelet, but an inconspicuous piece of garbage.

Where did Jing Lin dare to throw it, she sat back in her seat, and her little face was full of sorrow and secretly touched the heavy silver bracelet in her pocket.

Tu Mochu didn't look back to see how the girl was entangled, he opened the book, but he couldn't read a word.

He was a little distracted. His parents work decently, and the uncles and aunts of his colleagues are also well-off, so Tu Mochu has a lot of pocket money every year, and he has saved for almost ten years, but he has no place to use it. He estimated that he had a deposit figure that all the children could not have imagined, but he never gave Jing Lin a gift, not even on her birthday.

Tu Mochu lowered his eyes quietly, since he was five years old, he had never been.

When I was a child, it was because I was ignorant, but when I grew up, I understood that I couldn't send it. Xiao Yuqing's lesson is deep enough, anything related to the name "Tu Mochu" will become dirty and ridiculed once it is stained with beautiful colors.

Jing Lin prepares gifts for him every year, sometimes it is a safe knot, sometimes it is a toy gun that boys like, or a pillow and a little cross-stitch that she makes herself......

The gift he was supposed to give her had saved for many years, and it turned into a bracelet for her little baby. A bracelet without any room for imagination will not be criticized, will not tarnish her reputation, and even she herself will not understand or think about it.

After school, Tu Mochu still didn't wait for Jing Lin to leave.

Jing Lin looked at the back of the young man who was drifting away, and couldn't guess whether he was in a bad mood or not. He grew up year by year, and "Tu was unhappy" became an even more difficult to understand "Tu Shen". She didn't even know how to know what had happened to him or how to comfort him.

Jing Lin went home and thought about it, took out the postcard that her cousin gave her, and wrote: "Tu is not happy, are you okay?" ”

She filled in the first harvest of Tu Mo, then went downstairs to the opposite side and threw it into the Tu family's mailbox.

Since Xiao Yuqing's incident, Tu Mochu will not show any emotions in front of her, he seems to have grown up all of a sudden, but the girl who wants to protect him can't keep up with the speed of his growth.

Jing Lin was afraid that he would be sad but he didn't know, so he could only think of all clumsy ways to get close to the indifferent boy. She asked in simple sentences, and if he didn't want to answer, it could be treated as an ordinary greeting and wouldn't embarrass him.

Jing Lin hoped to receive a reply from him in her home's dusty mailbox, and she knew that he would go to the mailbox every day to get the fresh milk ordered. However, until the summer passed, she did not receive a reply from Tu Mochu. On the contrary, Xiao Jinghu has grown, no longer wrinkled, and has become pink and cute.

The letter was locked into a box by Tu Mochu, which contained all kinds of strange things, from a yellowed bamboo dragonfly to a postcard, all of which were pressed at the bottom of the box by him, becoming everything that could not be discarded and must be ignored and forgotten.

Although Fang Lanzhi and Tu Yiqian have not divorced, the relationship between the family has dropped to a freezing point.

Several times Fang Lanzhi looked at Tu Mochu and opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, but asked him with a smile how he did in school and which high school he missed in the future.

Although Tu Mochu didn't know the result of their final discussion, it was easy to guess that he probably planned to wait for him to finish the high school entrance examination before telling him about the divorce.

How ridiculous. A father who feels guilty about him, a mother who has nightmares when she sees him, they also have times when they think about him. Everyone is trying their best to disguise the illusion of perfection, and Tu Mochu also pretends not to know and cooperates with the play.

It's just that he knows that his indifferent heart has become a bottomless abyss.

In September, Fang Lanzhi moved out to live, she stroked the hair around her ears, and said to her son: "Mom is going on a business trip, and she will come back after a while, you study hard." Do you have any gifts you want? ”

"No, it's a safe journey."

Fang Lanzhi was a little flustered in her son's calm and deep gaze, but she still pretended to be casual and left.

Tu Mochu knew that she couldn't wait to embrace her "happiness".

After Fang Lanzhi left, Tu Mochu returned to the room, he pressed the button in his hand, and the sound of electricity came from the earphones.

The man's laughing voice came, "Why did it take so long to come?" ”

Fang Lanzhi replied, "Explain to my son why he was walking for so long, and I told him that I was going on a business trip. ”

"You can't do this all the time, you have to tell him the truth."

"I know, but isn't he going to take the high school entrance examination next year, I'll discuss it with Tu Yiqian, and I'll talk about it after he finishes the exam."

"Then ......," the man's voice hesitated, "you are divorced, who is your son with?" ”

There was a long silence on the other end.

Tu Mochu pressed the button fiercely, and then destroyed the wiretapping master. For the first time, he hated that he had such a talent in electronic technology, and he held on to the last glimmer of hope, hoping that Fang Lanzhi would really go on a business trip, but his mother still abandoned him when he had not fully grown up.

His mutilated stumps, which give people nightmares, are never to be seen by anyone again in this life.