In spring, the weather was a little warmer, Yan Xi didn't know whether it was hot or cold, Ah Heng helped him change his winter clothes and bought a few spring clothes. She looked at his new clothes with a smile and asked him, "Yanxi, do you like this dress?" ”

Yan Xi didn't know, grabbed the cuffs with his hand and inhaled vigorously, and said in a small muffled voice: "Fragrant." ”

Hehe, Ah Heng smiled. Such naïve, how endearing.

"Where the clothes are placed, they are kneaded with sweet rosin." She laughed, knowing that he didn't understand, but she still told Yan Xi everything, so that she wouldn't be lonely.

Three-thirds of the way through the March Covenant. Yan Xi's words became less and less, and even when Dr. Zheng was hypnotizing him, he was not able to continue. Most of the time, he faced Dr. Cheng in a daze, or cried helplessly like a child.

Finally, psychotherapy came to an end.

Dr. Zheng now often uses two drugs for Yan Xi, chlorpromazine and promethazine hydrochloride. The thick needle and transparent liquid are injected little by little into the blue blood vessels.

She watched him with her own eyes, and went from crying to being quiet, like a puppet. Yes, it was Pinocchio in his mouth, only the tears in his eyes did not dry, and the whole face was spent.

She helped him wipe his face, but he leaned lightly on top of her, falling asleep, soft breathing, childlike purity.

She said, "Dr. Zheng, can you do without these medicines?" Every time Yan Xi ran out, the amount of rice was very small, just half a bowl of rice. Looks lifeless. ”

Dr. Zheng smiled: "No, is he angry?" ”

Ah Heng nodded and said solemnly: "Yes, no medicine, I feed him, and he will obediently eat a whole bowl." And, I talk to him, and he will talk to me. ”

Dr. Zheng shook his head: "It's a child's words again, I recently checked on Yan Xi, his aphasia is already very serious, how can he talk to you." Moreover, as you said, you feed him, not himself. By his own words, I'm afraid he doesn't know how to eat anymore. Now, even his memory of inertia is slowly fading, you know? ”

Ah Heng gently patted the sleeping teenager lying on her lap and smiled: "Like a little piglet, sleep, sleep, sleep until you are old, if you don't wake up, I will throw you to the child seller." ”

The sun was fine that day, and she moved a small bench, and she put him under the banyan tree outside the door.

The sun was warm, and the shadows of the trees obscured a lot of light. He stretched out his hand, put it out of the shadow of the tree, touched the sun, it was hot, and then retracted, focusing on his spirit, like a very interesting game, and he never got tired of it.

Ah Heng smiled, turned around and went back to the room to prepare lunch. Quietly, she didn't let him find out about her departure.

She was kneading her dough, her fingers were full of flour, when she suddenly heard the sound of a cannon outside the door. In recent days, the children in the yard have started to play with Chen cannons at some point, scaring adults and being very naughty. She was startled, remembered Yan Xi, and walked out without wiping her hands.

Yan Xi was surrounded by a group of eight or nine-year-old children. The sound of laughter continued, vaguely a slippery, fool, madman, such a full of ridicule. The most childish voice, the most cruel words.

Ah Heng was angry and lowered his eyebrows: "What are you doing!" ”

When a group of children saw Ah Heng coming, they made faces and ran away.

Under Yan Xi's feet was red cannon paper, finely shredded, and the smell of gunsmoke. He lowered his head, put his hands in front of his eyes, and trembled all over, presumably frightened by the sound of cannons.

She hesitated and said softly: "Yanxi." ”

The young man, raised his head, his eyes were red, and when he saw Ah Heng, he frowned for a moment, his head rested on her body, he cried loudly, sobbed, tugged at the corners of her clothes, and refused to let go. In that way, the grievances are coquettish, and they don't hide it at all.

Siwan was very anxious, and it seemed that she was much more anxious than her.

She knew that her grandfather should have made up his mind and told the U.S. side on time after three months. Ah Heng also thought about this, but he felt happy in his heart, if Grandpa Yan, Yan's father, and Yan's mother all came back to take care of Yan Xi, and with relatives, Yan Xi's illness might be cured soon.

Ah Heng knew in his heart that Yan Xi's pain was in his parents. When he was young, his little friends all had parents, but he didn't. Therefore, although his usual personality is arrogant and withdrawn, he always has a heart of admiration and closeness to his elders, and he is also filial to his grandfather.

Her mother told her in her spare time that when Yan Xi was eight years old, Grandpa Yan was sick and wanted to eat the fruit. But this wild fruit grows deep in the mountains and is difficult to pick. The old man couldn't bear to trouble his subordinates, but Yan Xi disappeared for two days and one night, and when he ran back, his face and hands were full of wounds, two small hands were holding a handful of crutches, and his clothes were dirty and torn. When asked where he went, he refused to tell the truth and was beaten by the old man.

Yan Xi is the most afraid of ghosts and gods in his life, so what kind of filial piety should he have if he stayed in the mountains for two days and one night?

Mother also said, don't look at Yan Xi is the closest to her now, in the past, it was Lin Ruomei who was filial to her mother. It's just that Ruomei went to the United States in the past two years, and he seems to be a lot stranger with Lin Ruomei.

Is it filial as a mother......

The man gave something in return to the child who had treated her as a filial mother......

She asked Siguan why she was so anxious, Yanxi's parents were back, was it okay?

Siwan smiled bitterly: "Yan Xi only has this one father and mother, but Yan Xi's parents are not the only son." ”

Ah Heng frowned: "It's all biological, aren't they?" ”

Siwan said a little uncomfortably: "When Yan Xi was born, Aunt Yan almost died because of her divorce from Uncle Yan, she had a difficult birth and hemorrhage. Although the couple later reconciled, Aunt Yan never liked Yan Xi. Later, his uncle and aunt went abroad, but he left Yan Xi, who had not yet been weaned, to Grandpa Yan, why? Although it is biological, compared to Yan Xi, the son who almost killed her, the one in the United States, I am afraid that it is closer. ”

He continued, cross-hearted: "Ah Heng, do you know what it means to be closer?" That is, when it comes to the critical moment, if one must be abandoned, this person will be undoubted. If they know that Yanxi has hysteria, and psychotherapy and medication are not very effective......"

From head to toe, Ah Heng looked like someone had been doused with ice water.

Siwan closed his eyes: "If Grandpa Yan is better, but I am afraid that the old man will be stimulated, my uncle and aunt will definitely not tell him." If this is the case, Yan Xi will be sent to the hospital and forced to be hospitalized. ”

Forced hospitalization? The image of the only numbered patient smiling and clapping his hands at the blood slowly came to her mind.

She asked Siwan, "What should I do?" ”

Siwan sighed and rubbed Ah Heng's hair: "Your surname is Wen, his surname is Yan, the power of the Yan family is no less than that of the Wen family, if the daughter of the Wen family raises the son of the Yan family, how bad do you say it will be if it is passed on?" Do you think grandpa will allow it? Do you think the Yanjia will allow it? Ah Heng, what can you do, you're just a child, what else can you do? ”

Ah Heng cried, went home and took Yan Xi's hand: "Yan Xi, can your illness get better soon?" ”

I know that we are very well-behaved and will not disturb other people's lives, but what should others do if they don't know?

The day Yan Xi's father returned to China was a day in May.

For the first time, she saw the man, who was tall and good-looking. His behavior is very elegant and generous, and his relationship with the Wen family is not very close, at least compared to Grandpa Yan's relationship with the Wen family. However, he brought many expensive gifts, saying that they were for Grandpa Wen, as well as many beautiful and fashionable clothes and brand-name perfumes, all of which were given to her.

He smiled and said to her, "Ah Heng, these days, Yan Xi has troubled you. ”

Ah Heng looked at him in a daze, and his heart was empty: "You smile very much like Yan Xi." ”

Grandpa looked at her and didn't speak in front of outsiders, but his face became gloomy.

Yan Xi hid behind her, looked at the man in front of her with big eyes, and had no impression, so she lowered her head and fiddled with the silver seven rings in her hand.

This is the toy that Ah Heng just bought for him, in order to attract his attention and coax the door number out of his hand. She smiled and pointed to the empty piece in front of the door, and said to Yan Xi: "Yan Xi, our house is bare, it's ugly, other people's homes have house numbers, but only our family doesn't have them, if you don't lead the way, I can't see the house number, what should I do if I get lost?" ”

He looked at her in confusion, thought for a while, hesitated to hand her the door number in his left hand, and then, lowered his head, rubbed his nose, and made a very painful expression.

Xin Dayi rolled his eyes and muttered in a low voice: "It's very unkind to coax children, Wen Heng, but it's you who can make Yan Xi ......"

The latter words, he couldn't say after all.

Only Ah Heng can make Yan Xi make an exception, whether it is before or after illness? With two surnames apart, how much worse is it than the farthest distance in this world......

Yan Xi's father's name is Yan Dingbang, which has similarities with Wen Heng's father's name. Or it is not known whether it was the name chosen by the two families after they were agreed. Perhaps, they should be brothers; Perhaps, I still want their children to have a hundred years of marriage. But what does this mean?

Father Yan looked at Ah Heng's eyebrows, sighed faintly, and said with a reluctant smile: "Ah Heng is a good girl, I have a good time with Yan Xi, I am very happy in my heart." ”

Wen Lao also looked for steps: "Yes, it is a good thing that the children have a good relationship." ”

"It's just ......" Yan's father opened his mouth, "Now that Yan Xi has such an illness and is emotional, I'm afraid it will hurt Ah Heng, I want to ......"

Ah Heng's voice was a little loud: "No, Yan Xi never hurts others!" ”

Father Yan was dumbfounded, not knowing what to say, and gently stroked Yan Xi's head.

Yan Xi was uncomfortable, picked it up with his hand, and hid behind Ah Heng again, revealing big eyes and an unfamiliar and well-behaved appearance.

Father Yan couldn't say anything else after all, so he said some polite words and left.

Wen Lao called Ah Heng into the study.

Ah Heng instructed Yan Xi to let him sit on the sofa and play seven rings.

The old man's expression was a little ugly: "Ah Heng, I know that you and Yan Xi have a good relationship, and I also understand your thoughts." It's just that we are outsiders, and it is inconvenient to meddle in other people's family affairs, do you understand? ”

Ah Heng lowered his eyes: "Grandpa, I took care of Yan Xi and didn't let him go to a mental hospital, can't I?" ”

Wen Lao was angry and scolded: "Nonsense! He's sick like this, and you still have to go to school, how much energy can you have to serve him? My granddaughter, she has a great future, how can she be ruined by others! What's more, he looked like that, and he was born with such a madness, and he almost took the life of his biological mother when he was born, and he was born to collect debts from the Yan family! Our Wen family, from the past to the present, has never been sorry for their Yan family, although their family has been kind to me, but for so many years, the newspaper has been enough. How can our family have the ability to repay their debts! ”

For the first time, in front of her, Grandpa said it so clearly that there was no room for change.

Beauty, no blessing, woe to parents, Yan Xi has ...... Is sin unforgivable?

Ah Heng couldn't laugh, cry, and cry, standing there, his eyes were already gray.

She walked out, but saw Yan Xi standing at the door, and the seven links in her hand fell to the ground.

Ah Heng bent down to pick up the seven rings, and his tears fell out in an instant.

Looking at the red canvas shoes on the young man's feet, she picked up the seven rings, how difficult it was, stood up, and handed them to Yan Xi with a smile: "Why are you standing here?" ”

He didn't speak, and held the seven rings again, his fingers were crystal clear, lightly touched Ah Heng's eye sockets, and whispered: "Water." ”

Ah Heng took his hand and looked at his eyes, clean and innocent, obviously without emotion, but there seemed to be a trace of confusion.

She laughed: "It's so stupid, it's tears, not water." ”

He followed her example, stoicing and smiling, vividly.

She sighed: "Yanxi, do you want to learn from me to shed tears?" Stupid, your eyes will hurt. ”

Besides, how can you imitate something that you don't know about?

That's tears, shed for you.

If you don't do it for whom, how can you shed tears?

He looked at her and continued to smile, imitating that expression, an ugly expression, an expression that wanted to cry and still endure, slowly, but shed tears, turbulent and sad.

She was surprised, but she still smiled, doting and gentle: "It's true." ”

He also laughed, imitating her addiction.

She only knows that patients with hysteria have a strong ability to imitate.

But I don't know that patients with hysteria will occasionally be awake.

Yan's father only said that he had taken a leave of absence, and it seemed that he had no intention of living in his parents.

Ah Heng talked to Yan's father, her tone was almost dusty, and she said, "Yanxi won't hurt me or others. Uncle Yan, you believe me, even if you take him back to the United States, don't send him to the hospital, his illness is not to that extent, there is a ...... A place not suitable for Yanxi to live. ”

Her tone was earnest, and he didn't speak.

There is a pot of cactus at home, placed in front of the window, which grows very luxuriantly, and is usually taken care of by Ah Heng.

Yan Xi stood in front of the cactus, bowing his head and fiddling with the seven rings.

Suddenly, he screamed loudly, and his emotions looked very excited.

Ah Heng and Yan's father walked over, but Yan Xi uprooted the cactus. The cactus, densely packed with hard thorns, pierced the flesh of the fingers in an instant, and the hands were covered with blood. He grabbed the cactus, looked at Ah Heng, his face was full of sadness and determination, and smashed it over.

Ah Heng looked at him, dumbfounded, forgetting to dodge, and the cactus ball ran down her trouser legs.

She said that we are good children and will not hurt others, especially me.

She said, Uncle Yan, you believe me, don't send Yan Xi to the hospital.

So, he broke her vow.

"Death and life are broad, and Zicheng said; Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son. This sentence, although it sounds good, is really a great tragedy.

In particular, there is only one person who is delusional for eternity.