Chapter 13 Memories 2: The Story of F

Familiar streets, familiar cement roads, the man drove slowly forward. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The road has no traffic lights, no motorized and non-motorized lanes, and no sidewalks.

The car was driving on the uneven road, and the man felt a familiar smell blowing over his face, and he looked sideways to see a small school on the side of the road.

The entrance to the small school was slightly recessed and spacious, and the man seemed to see something vague in it.

A child, a child who can't see clearly, and a man can't even tell if it's a boy or a girl.

The child stood alone at the door of the classroom, holding a half-eaten breakfast in his hand. - Wait, why the classroom door? Am I not outside the school? --The man thought confused and vaguely.

But soon, the question disappeared from his mind.

In front of the child, a tall boy stood. The boy's body blocked the door to the classroom.

He saw weeping begging, and the weak begging the strong to give way. - Yes, he saw, because he could not hear anything, and the sound of begging came into his head through his eyes.

"Please, let me in, it's almost class, and I haven't handed in my homework yet."

"No, you can't eat in the classroom, you have to finish eating outside before you can go in."

The child at the door did not continue to speak, but shoved half of the egg cake into his small mouth, retching and chewing desperately.

But the boy still didn't give in: "I'll go in after chewing." ”

At this time, the class bell rang, and the boy who had been blocked in the door returned to his seat like an arrow.

So he was sitting in the last row. The man in the car thought disdainfully.

When he was finally able to enter the classroom, the man saw the kid who had eaten breakfast scrambling through his school bag.

And then... Then something came into my mind, and the child was gone just now.

This will make it clear to the man that it is a little girl, not very pretty. She was sitting in the communication room at the school gate eating with her aunt.

They didn't speak, but the man saw the cracking sound - did something blow up?

Suddenly, the aunt lifted the little girl hard and pressed her head under the faucet.

The faucet was turned on, and the water washed over the girl's face.

"Auntie, it hurts! It hurts! ”

"Don't move, ...... for a while"

The picture blurred, and the man was eager to see what was going on, but it began to disappear again without warning.

When I returned to the car, I found that the car had already passed by the school and was approaching a fork in the road.

There are two forks in the road, the one on the right is more familiar, starting with a narrow slightly raised gravel road, and after a slope, the road gradually becomes wider, and the man remembers that many people pass by here every day to go to work.

On the left is a road that seems to have been seen and unseen, and after a short turn, there is a large dirt road.

The middle of the dirt road was all dug up, and it was dug very deep, not like a road, but like a river.

There are only very narrow edges on both sides for pedestrians to cross, but it is a necessary way for children to go to school.

The man saw a large group of children lining up on the narrow edge.

He was about to shout something, but suddenly he found that it was goneβ€”his girlfriend sitting next to him was gone.

'When did you leave?!' Where did she go?! Is she gone too?!! ’

The man was terrified and desperately searched.

There was no in the car, not outside the car, and he even craned his neck to stare at the group of elementary school students, hoping to find his girlfriend from them, but there was nothing.

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Desperately shouting his girlfriend's name, it can almost be described as screaming......

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In an instant, the feverish head woke up, and the man opened his eyes to feel the discomfort caused by the clogged nostrils, the aching brain and joints, the hoarse throat, and the inflamed tonsils, and he was desperate to open his mouth and breathe.

The body collapsed on the bed, but the heart was still in pain as if it were in a dream.

She's leaving me. ’

This sentence filled the brain, and he could not think of anything else, because the only person who cared about him was going to disappear.

Many people say: dreams are the opposite. But the man didn't believe it, and he insisted that his dream was more real than anyone's.

What he was told in the dream must be right, and it can never be the other way around.

The man braced himself up and pulled open the drawer of the bedside table, where there were large and small pill bottles.

Picked out a few pills and put them in his mouth, swallowed the boiled water in one gulp, and the man picked up the mobile phone next to the pillow and pressed it.

He's going to text his girlfriend, he's going to see her.

Soon, the text message for the meeting was sent. The man lay back on the bed and waited.

10 minutes, 20 minutes, 30 minutes......

Minutes and seconds passed, but there was no movement on the phone, and no one responded to his messages.

The man was anxious, but also scared.

Before I knew it, the effects of the medicine began to kick in, and the gears of the man's memory began to turn backwards in the drowsiness.

I don't remember anything before I was five years old, and the earliest memory is of that terrible lame uncle.

Ever since the house he used to live in was shattered like potato chips, he had lived in the lame uncle's house.

However, it's hard to say whether it's a home or not. Because it's just an illegal building built next to a stinking garbage transfer station.

The house does not block the wind, the roof does not shelter from the rain, cockroaches, centipedes have everything, but there is no comfortable bed.

The lame uncle went out to pick up garbage every day, and the meagre income he got back had to buy wine, so he often didn't have enough to eat.

Every time he got drunk, the lame uncle would find him in trouble, scolding him at least and beating him at worst.

With no money to go to school and no toys, he had to go to the garbage dump every day to find fun things.

After a few years, he contracted a strange illness that he couldn't control as soon as he had a seizure, and it became more and more serious.

Finally, at one of the onslaughts, the lame uncle threw him on a park bench.

Fortunately, the kind cleaner aunt sent him to the aid station and saved him from death.

It was in the aid station that he experienced what it means to be caring.

They helped him with his illness, gave him good meals, and many adults and children played with him.

At the time, he really thought that this was the happiest place, really.

Later, his condition stabilized and he was taken out of the shelter by a strange couple.

Strange couples told him that there was no way to completely cure his illness, but that he was quite stable. In order not to relapse, he can't usually get too excited about what he usually does.

And, from now on, they are his parents.

Because he was adopted in the winter, he was named 'Holly'.

"Remember? From now on, you will be called Wang Dongqing. Mom told him.

He nodded obediently, holding his mother with one hand and his father with the other.

Dad said, "Holly, you are eleven years old, and you have long passed the age of elementary school, so we have to register for you as soon as possible so that you can go to school." ”

He still nodded obediently.

Soon after, his adoptive parents arrived in a strange city, where they quickly registered for a household registration and went to school at an elementary school in the heart of the city.

At that time, the highway in the city center had not yet been built, and the entrance to their school was a gravel road facing the river, and the family lived in an old building on the edge of a nearby park.

It was the first time he had lived upstairs and everything felt fresh.

Before the first day of school, his adoptive mother took care of him: "When you get to school, you should study hard, don't talk to your classmates about your illness, and get along with them, you know?" ”

"yes, I see."

Then his adoptive mother sent him to elementary school to her satisfaction.

What about the rest of life? Am I happy? The man asks himself this in his mind, and he feels that he has never figured out what happiness is.

Men think of the bullying they are often subjected to because they are thin;

remembered that in order to be less reprimanded by his adoptive father and the white eyes of his teacher, he got up early and studied greedily, but his academic performance was still not satisfactory;

I think of the appearance of my adoptive parents sighing and sighing;

And the pain that I can't get rid of - that disease......

Later, he finally went to college, but his adoptive parents left him one after another because of his age.

Although he inherited a house and a meager possessions, he felt heart-rending pain for the first time.

Since he was a child, he has lacked love and no friends, and now that the only two people who care about him are gone, he feels that he has nothing to love.

Just then, the girl approached him.

It was a girl who wasn't pretty and didn't have a good figure.

But he fell in love with her without hesitation, just because of a few thoughtful words that no one usually says to him.

The girl said, "I've always liked you, let's get along, I'll be your only relative, and I'll always care about you." ”

These words made his world sunny and warm as spring.

He firmly believed in the girl's promise and never doubted it.

Until that day comes......