Text Regression, Special. recall
Well, I worked hard for a semester. I finally finished the high school entrance examination. Then start a new one.
When I opened my eyes, it was still pitch black. There was no light, and I moved my body. The coat rubbed against the blades of grass, making a tinky sound. It's almost dawn, it's almost dawn. I thought to myself, my body shivering a little from the cold. Slowly, the morning sun came through the cracks in the blades of grass. Little by little, the darkness faded, and I stood up. The coat was soaked with dew, so I tried to wrap it tighter. But my hands are so weak, I haven't eaten for a few days? I don't know, I've wandered all the way, sleeping in the open. Still just looking, father, mother. Where did you go? That day, that night, your parents were gone. It was like the dew of the morning, and it disappeared. There was no trace of it anymore, and I struggled to move around. The eyes were a little blurry with hunger, and the sun in the sky began to emit heat. The earth was baked, and everyone was in a hurry, unwilling to speak, unwilling to stay. Insensitive, like the walking dead, I still walked. Searching, but the body has reached its limit. The field of vision has blurred and distorted. I asked myself when a voice said, "Are you alright?" and I cried, tears falling like beads of broken thread. It was the first word of concern I'd heard in a few days, and I fell asleep.
The sunlight was shining through the window, so dazzling. I put my hand in front of me and slowly opened my eyes. The snow-white walls come into view. Where am I? I thought to myself, and slowly sat up. "Don't move!" a voice next to me called out, startling me. The body that had barely sat up suddenly fell. I felt a pang of depression in my heart, why was my body so bad. An older sister stood by the bed, and I looked at her. She smiled at me, "Where is this?" I asked. She smiled and helped me to sit up, then sat down next to me. "Kid, this is the hospital, what's your name, where is your home?" I thought of my name......
That night, my parents left me as a newborn child, and I don't know where I went, leaving only a letter. Tell someone to send me to an orphanage, where I have no name. Only numbered until I escaped now. Still without a name, I shook my head. "Don't you remember?" the woman asked, and for some reason I felt a warmth in her, to which I replied, "I have no name, no home." The woman nodded, muttering to herself, "Orphans......
She called out, "Dad, come in." "A middle-aged man walked in, his beard unshaven. At first glance, it was an uncle, "Xiaoye, is he awake?" Then the uncle came up to me and gave me a smile that he thought was amiable, but I looked like a lewd uncle no matter how I looked at it. "Kid, do you want to eat candy?" he said, pulling something out of his pocket. Why do I have a feeling that I am going to be abducted? In desperation, I think it is safer to lean on that sister's side, and move my body to lean on the other side. "Dad, you're scaring him. The woman said, stroking my head as she spoke. "Alright, alright. The uncle said and sat aside. "Okay, where are you from?" I watched as he didn't speak, and we looked at each other like this for a long time. The uncle suddenly said, "You are from the orphanage. "I was shocked, I was shocked. How did he know? Just look at the extra piece of clothing in his hand, "I also know that you escaped from the orphanage of the "Home of Love". "I was speechless, I thought he was so powerful. Then he said, "I've been to the orphanage, and all the propaganda of humane education is a trick. So I decided... At this point he paused and looked at me. "Send him back. "My heart was desolate, I had escaped, and now I was going back to that hellish place. The sister was stunned for a moment, then smiled even brighter. "Dad, let's come out and talk. The uncle scratched his head and stood up and walked outside. My sister said, "Kid, wait a minute." After the two men went out, there was a heart-rending scream outside. After a few moments, it was all gone. The door opened, and the sister walked in. "Okay, it's okay. I faintly heard some voices: "Quick, fast, wound bandage, fast blood transfusion." Go to the operating room!" I felt a chill down my spine. What is the situation? My sister sat next to me again, still smiling beautifully, but it made people shudder. "Uncle, are you alright?" my voice trembled a little, "It's okay, it's like this often." She was still smiling, "By the way, you don't have a name yet, I'll give you one." My surname is Bai, and my name is Bai Ye. My dad, that is, the uncle. His name is Incandescent, and he looks so cute, like an angel. I hope you also have a pair of angel wings, so let's call you White Wings. She looked at me, and I nodded. At this moment, a man covered in bandages approached from the door. "Well, I agreed. It sounded like an uncle, "That's right, Dad." ”
So I became part of the family, and White Night's mother died of illness when she was young. Therefore, there are only two father and daughter in the family. There are no relatives and friends, the uncle is responsible for cooking, work, hygiene. And my sister is in charge of going to school. After I came, my uncle's responsibility was to make money, and I was responsible for cooking and hygiene. Of course, I'm also constantly gathering information about my parents. I thought life would go on like this. One day, my sister fainted at school. I rushed to the hospital, and my uncle was sitting in front of the operating room. "Uncle, what's wrong with her, sister?" the uncle was silent. "What's the matter, uncle, you are talking!" Uncle stretched out his hand and gently stroked my forehead, "Bai Yi, you are not small." From this moment on, you have to be a man. Uncle is going out for a while. You have to protect your sister. Uncle got up and left, and I sat at the door of the operating room. I don't know how long it took for the door to the operating room to open. The doctor walked out, saw that it was just me, and sighed. "It seems that he went anyway. The doctor sat down next to me, "You're White Wing, aren't you?" he asked, "Yes." "You have to remember what I am going to tell you below. Your sister is the same disease as her mother. So you have to take good care of her and yourself. You... He wanted to speak, but he stopped.
My sister grew weaker and weaker in the days that followed, but the smile was still on her face. Until the picture on that stele......
Bai Yi was 9 years old that year