Tao Tao didn't come to the weekend test in the evening, and he didn't find him when he returned to the dormitory. So there were only four people left in the dormitory, and the other two roommates were not very surprised, after all, in the past three months, Taotao was often absent from the dormitory. Even when he is, he does his own thing silently, and hardly says anything in the night chat after the lights go out. The days of school are always so ordinary, and one day is one day. With him and without him, everyone lives like this.

I messaged the coach and asked about Taotao's situation. The coach said that there was something going on at home, and the problem would not be too big. I told Miller, and he asked me to see if Taotao would come to class tomorrow, and if not, it would be best to ask our old class.

I think it makes a lot of sense.

The next morning, Miller was still resting in the dormitory. Before I started my self-study in the morning, I went to the second class to hand over the fake note to Lao Huang, and then hurried back to the class to sit, staring at Taotao's seat like a rabbit. Morning self-study, the first class, the second class, and the flag-raising ceremony between the big classes, the seat was empty. No one cares why its owner is absent.

So, when the flag-raising ceremony was over and the classes left in an orderly manner, I went straight to the office to find the old class. He was a little surprised at first, but then remembered that Tao Tao and I were roommates and teammates, so he told me that his mother was sick and that he was taking care of her at home.

I squeezed the lining of my mouth with my teeth, as if chewing on them. Hearing the news, my head drooped almost without thinking. It was so heavy that my neck was almost out of my seat. Instantly recalled that two months ago I went to buy finger cakes with Mi Le, I played a clever trick and gave an extra ten yuan, but I was still discovered by the careful Taotao's mother. At that time, her health was a little bad, and now it has reached the point where she has to ask Taotao to take leave to take care of her? How sick does that have to be?

I felt the old class gently pat me on the shoulder with his hand. He asked me if I was okay? I said I'm fine, but I'm a little worried, is his mother seriously ill? He said it was a stone, and the condition was not too serious, but the disease just hurt badly. Someone in his family has had it, and when he gets sick, his body hurts before and after, endlessly, and he doesn't lie or sit. I could hold on for the first few hours, but after a long time, I couldn't help it, grinning teeth, lying and rolling, and moaning, and people didn't look like people anymore. He made me even more sad, Taotao didn't come to train on Saturday, and my aunt has been sick for at least three days. If this is really what the old class said, then how can I live these three days.

Miller was also sick for three days, and I had it before, but we were both lucky, and there was always someone to take care of. Maybe getting sick is just an experience for children to be cared for with peace of mind (I'm talking about minor illnesses, major illnesses are another matter, after all, my friends and I haven't had it), we don't need to think about anything, just lie down obediently and take medicine, and even unscrupulously put forward most of the more unreasonable demands, and adults will always try to meet them. I feel uncomfortable and lose my temper with my brother or my parents, and they never blame me at such times. When we got sick, our parents took care of us as if they were born with a knack for coping. But what if they get sick? I don't know what to do. Although I have been taking care of Miller these days, he is not so sick and rests in bed very well, so I don't need to think about it. I've done the easiest and most natural job as a friend.

Miller was a kid my age, but I was a little flustered when he wasn't feeling well at first. What if Mom and Dad get sick? It seems that adults never get sick and never need to be cared for. My parents provide my family with a sense of reliability and allow me to go about my day without thinking about anything else. It must have been like that until two years ago. At least I didn't think much about the day when they needed me and needed me to take care of me at this age. Except for that dark night two years ago, I felt as if my mom was going to collapse the moment she entered the house. I was there for her at that time, and I couldn't help her, not even myself.

And what about Tao Tao? His life wasn't as smooth sailing as I used to be. I was indeed a child who grew up in love.

But am I right? Didn't Brother Tao grow up in love? His mom and dad love him too. Didn't you meet her mother, she said that she wanted Taotao to do what she liked. Why do I think Tao Tao is worse than me? But I'm still so sad, and it's sad to think about what happened this weekend. Even if I was sick, I could still curl up in the bed with Miller and watch movies with my mobile phone, listen to the air conditioner whirling hot air, and buy whatever I wanted. And Tao Tao was busy taking care of his mother and sister at the same time and in the same city.

"Peve, what's wrong with you? A little scared? It's okay, aren't you playing football? If you exercise more, you won't get this disease. "When the old class saw me sitting still, he comforted me again. I nodded, as if he had guessed my mind correctly.

"Actually, I have always been very clear about Taotao's situation. In this afternoon's class meeting, I would like to ask each of the students to write a sentence to Tao Tao to express the concern of the class for him. He pulled out a stack of heart-shaped post-it notes from a desk drawer and showed me a look, "and then went on a home visit to see what was going on." I was going to take a classmate with me, and I wanted to ask the class president. But since you care about him so much, I want to take you there, what do you think? ”

Of course I nodded. The old class patted me again and said go back, don't worry too much. I turned around and walked out of the office and bumped into Yue Yin at the door. I was about to say hello and go back to class, but I was stopped by an envelope she held out.

"Ke Ke, I've been looking for you for a long time. I just came out of your class and wondered if you were going to go to the teacher. ”

"What is this?" It was clear that she was asking me to take the envelope.

"You can take it apart and you'll know." She clasped her hands and said to me in a somewhat ostentatious manner.

I saw that the front of the envelope said "No. 24 received", and there was an English sentence, You are one of our own, which was obviously addressed to Taotao. The two of us dismantled as we walked to the classroom. Inside the envelope are two photographs and a letter. The two photos are exactly the same, with the whole team making a gesture of "22" and "24" towards the camera. Yue Yin said, one was given to Mi Le, and the other was given to Tao Tao along with the envelope and letter. I read the letter, and it was clearly written. Only then did I realize that when we were sitting in the bright and warm infusion room on Saturday hanging water, the phone call that called Ming Ming away in a hurry was from Taotao. His mother was in a sudden pain on Friday and couldn't get down until school in the afternoon. He hurried back and found that his sister had only eaten some biscuits for lunch—his mother couldn't cook. After resting all night, it didn't get better, and suddenly I thought of asking Mingming. After several twists and turns, I asked for his mobile phone number, and I learned what my mother's illness was. If it weren't for the persuasion of his parents, Taotao's mother would not have been willing to go to the hospital for examination. These are what Yue Yin told me, obviously he did not mention Saturday in the letter, but conveyed the blessings of the whole team to Taotao's family, as well as their admiration for Taotao, and the emotions were very sincere. At the end of the letter was the signatures of everyone, from Coach Wang Feng to the assistant teacher, from the captain to each teammate, as well as Yue Yin as a photographer and Xu Mu as an audience, everyone wrote their own names. Mu Zheng, Huang Minxue and Xu Mu also signed the band name, saying that they hope he will return to the team in the final game this Sunday, so that they can make up his birthday song.

"Anyway, you won't be allowed to have a small group next time." She said matter-of-fact after I put the letter back.

Naturally, I didn't understand what she meant.

"It was last Thursday! I've seen it all, didn't you celebrate Brother Tao's birthday in the cafeteria? Around a small cake, it's you, Mi Le, Ye Ruiyang, as well as Brother Chuan and Ming Ming, right? ”

Nod.

"You're just going to leave us all aside? Or do you think you remember that Taotao's birthday is November 24th? The coach said that no matter who has a birthday, the whole team will celebrate together. Don't do that next time! She suddenly hung her hand in the air, as if she wanted to imitate my sister's pinching of my face, but not so resolutely. I obediently tilted my head to the side to signal that she was ready to go. She pinched it lightly, smiled, and said that it was really the same as what her sister said, and it was very comfortable to pinch.

"Of course, I don't blame you. I was ready, but there was a small surprise after playing with Lifu, although it would be three days late. As a result, Taotao had something at home. It's also a coincidence, Saturday is the captain's birthday, and when the time comes, the two of them will spend it together. ”

As he spoke, the bell rang for class. Yue Yin hurriedly turned around and ran in the direction of their class, and before leaving, he didn't forget to tell me to sign his name at the end of the letter. She doesn't say I'll write it too.

The class meeting in the afternoon really talked about Taotao's situation, and the old class also talked about a story when he was a child, which was similar to the experience of our parents. After that, we are encouraged to cherish our current life, study hard, and honor our parents. The title on the PPT of the class meeting is still fresh in my memory: "Carrying the Love of Relatives Forward". At the end of the talk, we were each given a post-it note. Mine is turquoise, and Ye Ruiyang's is yellow. He first bit the cap of the pen, then held up his chin and rubbed it, and finally just held back a sentence of "Come on, the school team is waiting for you to come back". This sentence did not exist on the paper for a few seconds, and he crumpled it up and asked the teacher for a new one, obviously not satisfied. After meditating for a while with his eyes closed, he quietly asked me, "The period of surplus and contraction is not only in the sky; The blessing of nourishment can be eternal", is it appropriate to write this sentence. I think it's awkward, but I haven't even come up with my own part, and I can't give any advice.

I suddenly remembered that the poetry collection that Zhao Rui gave me was in the belly of the table. I took it out and flipped through a few pages, and found a pretty good one. So he copied the first verse:

However how many ports, in these ports

How many doors may be waiting for you.

From how many windows,

People see your life and efforts.

Of course, I wrote the poet's name at the end. After thinking about it, he wrote "You are one of our own" and his own name on another line, lest he think that I wrote this poem with a classmate named Rilke. Ye Ruiyang saw it, wanted to leave my poetry collection, and copied the second verse of the poem onto his paper:

How many grains of the future stretch their wings

Let the storm blow them,

A warm festival

will watch their blooming belong to you.

He wrote the same name and the English sentence as I did, and stuck his tongue out at me. Please, big brother, do you have to learn from me? I feigned displeasure and complained. Why are you embarrassed to say about me? This poem was written by someone else, and that sentence in English was thought of yesterday by Xuexue, and you only have your own name. As he spoke, he tried to pinch my leg secretly, and I knocked his hand away. I asked the teacher for another piece of paper, and wrote the third stanza of the poem, adding that sentence in English as usual, and finally signed it as Miller. I agreed at noon to write a copy for him. He can get out of bed today and be in class in the afternoon. The picture was affixed to the bed frame between the bunk beds by the two of us.

The old class asked me and the squad leader to collect all the written notes and give him a "review". Most of the people wrote "come on" or "it will be fine" with their own names. The words are simple, but every word is written very seriously, even those who are usually handpicked by Lao Huang as "extravagant school" or "postmodern" are no exception. After collecting it, the old class took out a large pink envelope from his backpack, carefully put the notes in, and solemnly wrote "Zhang Taotao collects" on the cover, and the payment is the first and third classes of junior high school. He held up the written envelope for everyone to see, and his classmates applauded.

Would he choose a pink envelope, such a girly heart?

The bell rang at the end of class, and I asked the old class when they would go to Taotao's house. He said that he had contacted Taotao at noon, and it was a little inconvenient today, and he would have to wait until school was out tomorrow afternoon. He told me to go straight to the door of the office to find him when the time came. Ye Ruiyang listened on the sidelines and asked the teacher if he could take him with him. He shrugged helplessly and said you have to wait another year for him to buy a car. He still uses a motorcycle, and he can only use two people at most.

"Even if you can seat three people, you can't go. Your weight is going to flatten the tires of your motorcycle. I didn't forget to whisper a word in his ear. I'm also bad at learning.