Looking back and forth in Zhang Fei's room, Xia Lan actually turned out a lot of things from Zhang Fei's childhood.

Looking at the large number of wooden dolls and a rag doll sewn from rags, Xia Lan inadvertently showed a smile on her face.

Zhang Fei's family is very poor, which can be seen from the top of the house.

Xia Lan was still looking at it, and suddenly, she saw a photo album.

Driven by curiosity, Xia Lan slowly opened the photo album.

It's a very old album, and on the first page of the album, there's a photo.

The photo shows two young people, a man and a woman, with a child in his arms.

At first glance, the man's appearance was somewhat similar to Zhang Fei, and the child he was holding in his arms didn't seem to like him very much, and stretched out a pair of small arms towards the woman on the side, as if he wanted the woman to hug him.

The woman's face was very delicate, and she was wearing a gentle smile on her face, giving people an incomparably warm feeling.

What a happy family it looks like.

It is not difficult to guess that the child should be Zhang Fei when he was a child, and the other two are his parents.

With a faint smile on her face, Xia Lan had already turned the album to the next page.

In the photo, there is still a family of three Zhang Fei, but this Zhang Fei seems to have grown up a lot and can already stand on the ground alone.

Turning all the way down, Xia Lan seemed to see Zhang Fei grow up step by step from just full daylight, two years old, three years old, and five years old.

Until...... Seven-year-old......

Scrolling down further, all that was left was an empty mezzanine, and there was not a single photograph left.

Seeing this, Xia Lan couldn't help but be stunned, as if something important had been taken away, she kept turning the pages until the end, and she didn't see another photo.

The photo of Zhang Fei when he was seven years old is like the end of this album.

Xia Lan quietly put the album back in its place, pursed her lips, and sat on the edge of the bed alone in a daze.

Suddenly, she heard the faint sound of footsteps outside.

Zhang Fei was lying on his father's bed, reminiscing about his childhood, and this memory was several hours, from morning to evening.

He felt a little stuffy in his heart, so he decided to go out for a walk.

Who would have thought, Xia Lan didn't fall asleep, hearing footsteps, Xia Lan walked out of the room, and saw Zhang Fei, who was standing at the gate, walking out with slow steps.

"Ah Fei, where are you going?" Xia Lan hurriedly followed.

Hearing Xia Lan's voice, Zhang Fei turned his head slightly and smiled at her: "I'm going out for a walk, are you awake?" ”

"Actually, I can't sleep all the time, I guess you must not be asleep either, just right, I'll walk with you." Xia Lan said, she had already walked in front of Zhang Fei, with her two little hands behind her back, walking swaying.

The two walked to the open space at the intersection of an alley, and Zhang Fei said to Xia Lan: "When I was young, I often played with a group of friends in the village here, playing marbles, playing balls, and wrestling, and this place can almost be said to be a paradise for all the boys in our village. ”

The two walked to the side of a courtyard with a small garden, Zhang Fei said to Xia Lan again: "This is Shuai Shuai's home, his mother is a flower grower, can earn a lot of money, at least in my childhood memory, Shuai Shuai's family is one of the richest families in our village, I was very naughty when I was a child, I always brought a group of children to come here secretly, and picked off the buds that have not fully opened." Shuai Shuai is a particularly stinky and beautiful boy, and the adults in the village say that he is a fake girl, so the stinky boy in the eyes of our group of adults is very incompatible with him, and often bullies him together. ”

The two walked to a small pond that had dried up, and Zhang Fei said: "This is the pond in our village that I told you last time, but it was dried up a few years ago, I was playing here when I was a child, and once I fell into the water, and it was my mother who rescued me." ”

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The two of them walked all the way, and every time they passed a place with deep memories, Zhang Fei would stop and reminisce, and tell Xia Lan about his childhood.

Xia Lan has been listening carefully, no matter how many words Zhang Fei says, sometimes the same thing will be said twice, and she never tires of listening.

She knew that Zhang Fei had too much reluctance and too much sadness in her heart, and she wanted Zhang Fei to pour it out, so that Zhang Fei's heart would feel a lot better.

What's more, Xia Lan really wanted to know about Zhang Fei's past.

The two of them walked step by step, walking......

When they reached the lawn outside the village, the sky was already darkened by the sunset.

Looking at the not too high autumn mountain in the distance, Zhang Fei and Xia Lan sat side by side on the lawn, feeling the gentle evening breeze, Xia Lan slowly leaned on Zhang Fei's shoulder.

The red sunset, the cool breeze, the faint distant mountains, and the two people snuggling up to each other are like a warm and happy picture, presented on this bleak lawn.

Zhang Fei suddenly remembered something, and said softly: "Xiaolan, you have heard me say so much, but I haven't heard you talk about your own family, can you tell me about it?" I mean, if you can. ”

Xia Lan slowly raised her head, and the smile on her face suddenly froze.

When Jing Zhangfei said this, she remembered her unbearable past again.

Looking at Xia Lan's sudden change in expression, Zhang Fei was suddenly stunned, and hurriedly said, "Did I remind you of bad memories?" If you don't want to say it, don't say it, let's talk about something else. ”

Xia Lan shook her head, and a smile appeared on her face again: "No, by the way, are you sure you want to listen?" I've never told anyone about myself, I've been holding it in my heart for a long time, maybe it's better to say it. ”

Looking at the smile on Xia Lan's face, Zhang Fei nodded heavily: "Listen." ”

Xia Lan leaned on Zhang Fei's shoulder again and said in a soft voice, "Let's start from when I wasn't born yet." At that time, my mother was an orphan, and the reason you know, we had a hereditary virus in our family, and anyone who conceived this virus did not live to be 25 years old at most, and some even died earlier. My grandmother died the year after giving birth to my mother, who was devastated and seriously ill when she was eight years old. At that time, my mother was the only one left. ”

Xia Lan spoke, her voice getting quieter and quieter.

Zhang Fei had been listening quietly, he could imagine that under such circumstances, Xia Lan's mother must have lived a particularly difficult life alone.

"But my mother is a very strong person, she relied on the few acres of land left by her grandfather, while going to school, while farming herself, she grew up slowly. After going to high school, my mother went to Qingzhou City, where she worked and studied and was admitted to university by her own efforts. It was in college that my mother met my father. At that time, the mother already knew about her own situation, but in the face of her father's persistent love, the two finally decided to drop out of school together, that is, in the sophomore year, a year after the two met, they got married, and the mother was only 17 years old at the time. ”

After a pause, Xia Lan continued: "Later, there was me, in my childhood memories, I never saw a sad expression on my mother's face, she kept smiling at me, very gentle, very kind. But later I learned that my mother had been hiding her illness and her sorrow in order to give me a happy childhood, and she always faced me with the best of everything, making me feel that I was the happiest person in the world. ”

Speaking of this, Xia Lan laughed stupidly.

The red glow reflected on her beautiful face, like a beautiful person in a painting.

"But no matter how strong my mother was, she never escaped the clutches of fate, and when I was 7 years old, that is, when my mother was 25 years old, she died, leaving only me and my father. I only remember that I was crying bitterly in the ward against the white cloth bed, and I even began to bite myself and beat myself, because I thought that in that case, my mother would feel sorry for me when she saw it, and she would wake up and touch my head gently, and she would tell me to be obedient, but no matter how crazy I was, how much I cried, my mother no longer had any response, and that day was also the first time I learned about the horror of death and the pain of parting. ”

Zhang Fei felt Xia Lan's body trembling slightly, he held Xia Lan's hand tightly, stretched out his right arm, and hugged Xia Lan's shoulder.

Xia Lan knew that Zhang Fei was comforting herself, she gently wiped away a trace of tears from the corners of her eyes, and continued: "After my mother left, my father became a completely different person, he began to drink heavily, and after getting drunk, he didn't make any noise, just sat quietly in the room alone and cried at his mother's photo, sometimes even crying. I sometimes cry along with me, but when I grew up, my father was still like this, he went to work during the day to earn money, and when he came back at night, he started drinking, and he didn't seem to have my daughter in his eyes at all, but I knew that he was like this because of his mother, so I didn't blame him. ”

"I thought that after a long time, he would break free from the pain, time is the medicine to heal all wounds, indeed, he broke free from the pain, but he was addicted to alcohol, he still drank every day, and even began to beat me, scolded me, and then apologized to me after he came to his senses, hugged me and cried together. I forgave him, and then he would be like that again, and so on, and again, year after year. ”

"I knew he loved me, but I couldn't stand his alcoholism, and eventually, I left home and moved to school. Sometimes he came to see me, and I would even refuse to see him under the pretext of studying. ”

Xia Lan said, suddenly turned his head to look at Zhang Fei and said, "This is also the reason why I said that I don't have a home, but ...... But ......"

Xia Lan said as she spoke, tears flowed down again: "But when I came home again, looking at the mess in the house, looking at the wine bottle that once disgusted me, but I could no longer see my father squatting in the corner, I still couldn't help but feel sad, I found that I didn't hate my father so much, I found that I actually loved him as much as he loved me, I found that I could forgive him for everything he had done, how much I wanted to see him again, how much I wanted to call him dad again, but ...... But ......"

Xia Lan's face was already full of crystal tears, and she choked up and couldn't speak anymore.

She lay on Zhang Fei's shoulder and cried, and the feelings that had been suppressed in her heart collapsed like a levee that had been washed away by a flood.

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