The mother who can't be contacted, the rice cooker with the indicator light inexplicably, and the classroom door that the political teacher forgot to close at the moment...... Shi Jiaojiao supported her cheeks and deserted, looking at the small gray sky outside the door, letting the cold wind hit her face one by one, all this was so depressing.

After the bell rang for the end of class, the political teacher went out with the front foot of the lesson plan, and the head teacher stood on the podium with the back foot, fortunately he did not hold anything in his hand. Shi Jiaojiao hadn't thought about what to eat, and looked at the female teacher on the podium who maintained order with her eyes with a dignified face, and the manic depression in her heart aggravated.

"Don't make any noise, I'll inform you of something, tomorrow I will take a photo of my ID card, hairstyle and groom, you guys will sort it out today." As soon as the words fell, there was a commotion in the classroom, and some people even suppressed their voices, "I'm also a certified person!" The head teacher smiled at the corner of his mouth, clenched his fist and knocked on the table, and said, "It's not the same trouble to have a certificate!" Quiet, there's one more thing! ”

The female teacher didn't know that the commotion of the students was ostensibly because of the ID card, but in fact it was the dormitory students, cheering for the little time before the evening self-study, and finally having a reason to let the doorman let them go. "Attention Day Students!" Shi Jiaojiao really turned her head to look over, and the head teacher happened to glance back and said, "The weather forecast says that there may be heavy rain at night, so day students don't have to study at night tonight." The Chinese test papers that I didn't finish this morning will be taught again tomorrow. ”

This is the good news for day students, but the restlessness is incomparable to the news just now. "Oh roar!" Some male classmates quickly packed up their books and sandwiched them under the crunching nest, ready to rush to the bicycle shed at any time, the dormitory was full of envy, and some people wailed to their good friends, "What about the evening self-study and work together to overcome the workbook?" ”。 The head teacher shook his head and smiled, and said, "Class."

If Shi Jiaojiao was usually the first person to laugh, but now she is only depressed, "Originally, there was someone to accompany me in the school cafeteria, but now I have to go back to repair the rice nest!" She rubbed her hair, and saw Pan Xuemei, who was sitting in the innermost row, give a look, "You're happy!" Shi Jiaojiao rolled her eyes, packed her things and prepared to go home.

Abnormal! In the morning, the sun is shining, and at night it is not normal for dark clouds to top; There will also be abnormal thunderstorms in autumn; Even the pedals of the trolley, every time they step on the horizontal position, there is an abnormal "pop" sound...... Shi Jiaojiao jumped down and checked several times but didn't find a problem, so she had to let it go, and rode all the way to the empty house.

Her mind was full of rice cookers that might be broken, and she thought: maybe she can go back and try it herself; Or pull out the plugs on both sides and re-compress them; Could it actually be a power outage...... Occasionally, one or two pop up "Mom, I have a lot of English homework today!" "It's good that I don't have enough math homework" and so on...... Later, smelling the wind blowing in the pond with the smell of residual lotus, Shi Jiaojiao's depression dissipated at once, and even hummed all the way and started a "bicycle single" concert.

"In the end, the lover had to be reduced to a ...... friend" when he arrived at the door, just at the end of the song "Ten Years". There was a voice in the room, it wasn't Mom, it was a group of men! Shi Jiaojiao was shocked, she pinched the brakes desperately, and swallowed the last half of the word "friend" into her stomach.

Shi Jiaojiao stood in the door frame blankly, and the gray sky was cut out by her small body to form a human-shaped dark spot, forming a strange composition.

She used all her thoughts in the past few days to think about when her mother would come back from Beijing, she would definitely stand on the path at the door, smiling, and couldn't wait for herself; With all my thoughts in the past few months, I am looking forward to when Dad will come back from vacation, riding a new electric car, waiting stupidly from school to the next night for self-study, and calling his name heartily at the school gate......

But I never expected that they would appear in this small room at the same time without warning with three strange men! None of them laughed: for a week, my mother seemed to be ten years old, weak and dark, and stood there withered like a late autumn weed.

And the father, who carried his luggage in the spring breeze and shouted at himself on the bus, "Anyway, I must change", there is no posture to go to the sunset. He lay pale on a strange stretcher, his bare and scarred back, like a scaled but undisemboweled, his lips opened and closed wordlessly......

"Is this Jiaojiao? Masonry, the daughter is back. The tallest man pretended to be cheerful in a deep voice. Shi Jiaojiao's appearance seemed to break the dead silence between them, and her eyes cast their eyes towards the door. The moment Mother Shi raised her eyes, tears fell the moment, and her red eyes showed that she was in continuous crying.

This is his own home, a warm nest rented by three people, but at this moment, he was grabbed by the arm by someone he didn't know and led into the house in a chaotic manner. Someone touched the top of her head, someone patted her on the back...... They are expressing sympathy or morality, and they can't receive anything. Mom's teary eyes and Dad's bitter groans turned into distant floating shadows, and Shi Jiaojiao's world closed her ears and closed her eyes, blank.

Shi Jiaojiao didn't say hello or wail, she just moved like a walking corpse, she mechanically bypassed all the signals of concern, squatted in front of her father with her eyes wide, and looked at his distorted expression due to pain.

She scanned her father's body with a vacant gaze, the parts that had been covered by clothing for many years contrasted strongly with the neck and arms. On the unconcealed snow-white skin were hideous scars, and the nascent flesh was bright red and pink, and they were full of life, like a vine-like net, spreading from the right shoulder to the waist, encroaching on almost a third of the back.

Like a witch's hair, like a vigorous flower on the other side.

Shi Jiaojiao carefully looked at every inch of her father's injured skin, and did not let go of any branch of the scar. I don't know when there was no sound around, and the three men were nowhere to be found. "Does it hurt?" Shi Jiaojiao nervously blew on the center of the wound and asked her father gently. No matter how many words the other party replied, "It doesn't hurt anymore", Shi Jiaojiao didn't care, and continued to ask over and over again, "Does it hurt?" Father. ”

"Jiaojiao, don't be like this, it's already difficult." Mom was holding a brand-new medicine box with tweezers, cotton balls, and an unknown clear liquid. Shi Jiaojiao turned her head to look at the woman who was speaking, and called "Mom" softly, her tone was full of doubt and pain. The woman bowed her head, said nothing, and reached over with one foot to support her daughter, and she said, "Daddy is going to take the potion, get out of the way." ”

Shi Jiaojiao obediently stood up, walked to the door, and said, "Okay, then I'll do my homework." Daddy Shi seemed to be asleep and didn't say a word.

Shi's mother, under her husband's repeated requests, quietly came to see Shi Jiaojiao's situation. In the gap between the door and the wall, she saw the back of her daughter studying hard at the desk. The woman had mixed feelings of guilt, worry and even anger, but she did not have time to deal with her feelings for her daughter, her husband's injuries and the future of the family after the accident.

The clock was about to point to nine o'clock, and Shi Jiaojiao had been sitting at the desk in front of the window for more than two hours. The bookbag is in the car crate, and the car may be overturned on the side of the road.