"drop"
The infusion bottle is empty. Need a doctor? Come in to change the bottle.
Shen Cheng moved, he let go of Jian Shiwu's hand, stood up and wanted to go outside to let the doctor in, however, at the moment he just got up, because of his withdrawal, it seemed like he was giving the people on the hospital bed something to stimulate Usually, the person in the nightmare opened his tearful eyes, and he was suffocated by the emotions that filled his eyes, and some hissed and hysterically shouted: "Don't!"
The room fell silent in an instant.
The wind and rain swayed outside the window, and the rain fell on the glass window, leaving behind mottled traces.
Jian Shiwu's red eyes met Shen Cheng's. He stretched out his hand to hold Shen Cheng, but his outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, but didn't touch it because of the distance. When he was about to give up his drooping, Shen Cheng took a half step forward and caught his cold hand.
Jian Shiwu's body was shaking.
It was raining heavily outside, and his body was shaking uncontrollably because of the strong fear. The high fever made his mind blurred. He couldn't tell what was going on, so he only looked at the person in front of him with blurry eyes and a hoarse voice: "Shen Cheng ?"
Shen Cheng sat down beside him?: "It's me."
His answer made Jian Shiwu cry even more fiercely.
The person who seemed to have been holding on all of a sudden found an outlet, and he plunged into Shen Cheng's arms. His aggrieved voice was full of sadness: "Is it really you?"
Shen Cheng hugged that somewhat fragile body, and it has only been so short a period of time. This child has lost a lot of weight?, he whispered: "Well."
Jian Shiwu was in his arms? Weeping: "Don't you want to see me?"
Shen Cheng patted his back lightly, soothing his almost collapsed nerves, and said softly, "No, don't think about it."
His gentle voice seemed to have broken through people's psychological defenses, and Jian Shiwu cried in a low voice, as if to vent all his grievances:
"Liar."
"You are so cruel."
"Woooo..."
"It's all your fault..."
"I know bullying people, you are too cruel..."
He cried in a low voice and said harsh words, but he held Shen Cheng firmly in his hands and refused to let go, like a coquettish kitten asking for candy from the owner, but such a big resentment is definitely not just because of these two Shen Cheng fell into silence for a long time, the boy's black eyes were deep, like a pool of fog, he couldn't see clearly and couldn't open it, he patted the back of the person in his arms lightly, and said hoarsely: " Don't cry."
People who seem to be omnipotent usually deal with everything like a duck to water, but they really have no experience in coaxing people, and their language is very blunt.
"click"
At this time, the door opened.
Hearing the movement, people outside came to see what was going on because they were worried.
Such a sound finally made the person who was immersed in emotion regain his senses. Jian Shiwu raised his head ignorantly, facing the light and saw the woman standing outside the door. Under the warm yellow light? Zhen Meimei also? Looking at himself excitedly: "hour!"
Jian Shiwu's eyes were hazy with tears: "Mom?"
Zhen Meili trotted over and hugged Jian Shiwu, her voice choked: "You're awake."
Jian Shiwu hummed "No".
His mother's familiar breath in his breath gave him an inexplicable sense of stability, and it also slowly brought him away from the painful emotions he had felt before.
"mom..."
Jian Shiwu hugged her a little tremblingly, as if clutching a life-saving straw: "You are not dead."
Zhen Meili burst into laughter, as if she scolded him when Jian Shiwu was reborn on the first day: "Have you lost your sleep, child?"
Such scolding made Jian Shiwu sober a little, and his thoughts slowly returned to reality.
There were other people standing at the door of the ward. Joan and the monkey, including Annie, came in. They were very happy to see that Jane woke up at noon:
"woke up?"
"I just said that when my aunt made braised pork, why would you be reluctant to wake up?"
"Great, Brother Shi, you're going to scare us to death."
Everyone was talking, bringing a little warmth to this cold room. Jian Shiwu was completely recovered. He turned his eyes and saw clearly the young man standing beside him, who had been very far away from him. Near, Shen Cheng, who was with him.
The most embarrassing thing is that Shen Cheng still has a lot of clothes on it? Because he was too complacent just now, and wept a lot of tears from crying, and his brain slowly recalled what he did after waking up? Jian Shiwu's face was blue and white, not very good.
Zhen Meili asked softly, "Hours, are you hungry? My mother cooked meat porridge."
The monkey also said: "And? Braised pork."
Although the doctors said that the patient must eat light and digestible food, Jian Shiwu's current state is, what can he have? Let him eat more of the things that can arouse his appetite? Let's take two bites, he won't eat anything by himself? thing.
Joan added: "A lot? Delicious."
There was some palpable concern in everyone's eyes.
Jian Shiwu felt a warm feeling in his heart, as if there was a heat current flowing through him, he said softly, even though his voice was hoarse: "I'm hungry."
Everyone is happy, it's a good thing to want to eat!
Zhen Meili looked at the child's pale face and said, "I want to eat something."
"Okay, okay, Mommy's going to cook."
"I just made a lot today? Your favorite food."
"Wash up? You can eat."
The doctor also came. For some reason, tears seemed to be the toxins in Jian Shiwu's body, like a blessing in disguise. This heavy rain, coupled with this long-suppressed cry in his heart, made Jian Shiwu's high fever subside.
Before leaving, the doctor only told him not to catch a cold recently. After two days of observation in the hospital, he can go back. Now everyone is relieved. Zhen Meili and Jane's father are serving meals in the kitchen, and the other children are helping to set the dishes. Shen Cheng and Jian Shiwu were left in the room.
"that..."
Jian Shiwu had already recovered. When he saw Shen Cheng, he was nervous. He wanted to say this and that, but in the end he didn't know how to say it.
Shen Cheng bent down, took a coat and put it on him: "Wear it, it's cold outside."
"Oh, good."
Jian Shiwu looked at him with a cold profile and gentle actions towards himself, and suddenly remembered that during the Cold War a few days ago, Shen Cheng was like a stranger to him. People are uncomfortable, but they can understand, after all, they said the wrong thing.
Jian Shiwu held the sheet in his hand, and his voice was soft: "I..."
Shen Cheng lifted his eyelids to look at him, his dark and deep eyes seemed to be able to read people's hearts. He looked at Jian Shiwu's pale face, lowered his head to stop him from speaking, and said, "Auntie is ready, let's go out to eat."
"good."
A satisfying meal.
After eating, because Jian Shiwu's condition improved, Zhen Meimei, who had been up for a few days, went home to rest. Jian's father was working at the desk, Jian Shiwu was sitting on the sofa, and a few friends accompanied him to talk. :
"You haven't come to school these days, everyone is worried."
"Yeah, it's scary."
Qiao An also said bluntly: "Especially Shen Cheng, who hasn't closed his eyes for a few days..."
Halfway through the words, everyone looked over. Joan looked at someone who was looking at him with a bad face, and quickly shut up.
Jian Shiwu understood it, and he looked sideways at Shen Cheng with slight surprise.
Annie took out the booklet. She said, "These are all class notes. I'm afraid your class won't keep up with the progress. We all help you organize it."
Jian Shiwu looked at the neat book and was very moved: "Thank you."
"You are welcome."
The handwriting on the small book is different. It is true that different people helped together, but more of the handwriting is from the same person. The square script has a bit of a hostile stroke, and you don't need to guess who wrote it.
The monkey said with a smile: "The class representative is quite good, and he has a good idea of organizing notes. He basically does it these days. You see, there are dates."
Jian Shiwu looked at Shen Cheng, and he said obediently, "Thank you."
Shen Cheng didn't react, as if it was really just a gesture of effort.
It would be too late, and a few people really couldn't stay. Jian Zicheng wanted to go downstairs to send people back, and the room suddenly became quiet, leaving Jian Shiwu alone in the living room.
When he had nothing to do, he began to flip through the notes in his hand. Shen Chengcheng would help him organize his class notes a long time ago. Because his English was not good, Shen Cheng would always give him a small stove every week to make up lessons alone. Every day in class The focus will not be lost.
The date on the notebook is clearly marked. Jian Shiwu turned it over, including the days when they were in the cold war. I missed it. At that time, he still felt a little awkward, but Shen Cheng still carefully helped him draw it. Well, these class notes, even if he was hurt by his own words, he was still helping himself organize the materials.
Looking at the carefully and neatly written handwriting, Jian Shiwu suddenly felt that his nose was sore, maybe someone who was sick would be more vulnerable. He turned a few pages and recalled what happened in the past few days. Small splashes fall on the paper sheet.
Suddenly a low male voice came from beside him: "Why are you crying again?"
Jian Shiwu looked up in surprise.
At the entrance not far from him, a young man in a black coat was standing there. Under the light, Shen Cheng's facial features were straight and his face was handsome. He looked at himself and frowned slightly, as if he was a little puzzled: " Where can't I read the notes?"
Jian Shiwu was a little embarrassed, he didn't expect Shen Chengzai: "You, didn't you go downstairs?"
Shen Cheng: "Forgot to take something."
"Oh..." Jian Shiwu's pale face finally turned bloody, and he said, "I understand, you wrote very well."
He spoke very reluctantly, and even his voice was choked.
Yes? The footsteps are approaching, and then, he smells a scent, the fragrance of Shen Cheng, which is particularly nostalgic. Jian Shiwu recalls many past lives in a trance? One night, he sneaked into Shen Cheng while he was asleep. Sleeping in your arms, as if this is a safe haven is generally reassuring.
Shen Cheng sat down beside him, took the notebook, and glanced at him: "Are you feeling unwell?"
Jian Shiwu obediently shook his head.
Seeing that he seemed to be really fine, Shen Cheng said, "Go to rest after a while."
"good."
"I'm downstairs."
"Ok..."
Jian Shiwu looked at people like a poor little kitten, as if he almost wrote you don't go on his face.
Shen Cheng's eyes moved slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "I'll see you in two days."
Jian Shiwu's thoughts are really easy to understand. The smile blooms on his face like a flower. He shows the brightest smile after waking up, his eyes twinkling like stars: "Okay."
...
They were reconciled.
Everything is the same, something has changed, and it seems like nothing has changed.
Jian Shiwu's illness lost her health. She thought she would get better in a few days, but it dragged on until the end of the month.
Fortunately, there are people who help me to make up classes every day. Are my grades good? The exams are particularly poor. In the final exams, I am considered to be in the middle and upper reaches of the class. Next year, I will work hard so that I will not fall too badly. After some training, I will join the group. Filming.
The filming was quite busy, but the director was also considerate to the child. The days before the Chinese New Year were still off. The streets already had a Chinese New Year atmosphere. The lights were all around, and it was very lively. Rest at home with the kids.
In the past few days, Jian Shiwu occasionally called Monkey, went out to play, and heard him say: "Qiao An's family has something to do. I have returned to the country of M, and said that I will come back after the year."
Jian Shiwu suddenly thought that Shen Cheng was the only one left in the Ji family's big mansion.
The monkey said, "Didn't it say that Uncle Ji will be back this year for the Chinese New Year? It's just two days."
Jian Shiwu felt more at ease now.
"Do you know..." Monkey sighed, "It's not easy to be a class representative, is there something I didn't tell you, it's not going to be New Year's Eve until I remember it, just a few years ago, Shen Cheng was still at Gao Can's side. During the New Year's Eve, our family went out to dinner and met a class representative."
Jian Shiwu said, "Where is it?"
"In a restaurant." The monkey's voice went down and went: "That's the New Year's Eve? That day, isn't it all having a reunion dinner with my family, I just saw the class representative, and I saw it through the door. Yes, he's in the back kitchen... washing dishes."
At this moment, both ends of the phone were silent.
In Jian Shiwu's heart? As if soaked in acid water, he said, "He... didn't celebrate the New Year at home."
The monkey said softly: "Gao Can's family, maybe for him, it might be more comfortable to work outside."
Later, I returned to Ji's house, and I was abroad all the year round. The festival atmosphere in foreign countries was not warm, and it was not considered an orthodox Spring Festival. Unfortunately, from the beginning to the end of these years, Shen Cheng failed to live a real New Year. .
Jian Shiwu sighed lightly: "This year will be fine. Uncle Ji is here this year."
The monkey also smiled and said, "Isn't that true? I heard Qiao Ann said that this year's class representative is in a good mood. I think he must be happy too. If we're all right, we'll be close anyway. Let's go over to pay New Year's greetings at that time. ."
Jian Shiwu resolutely agreed: "Yes!"
This new year is full of expectations for everyone. The Jian family's company is running well. It needs to expand when it is going public. Ji Yuanfeng can finally get closer to his son. Here's the itinerary.
...
In the evening, the floor heater was on in the house, which was very warm. Jian Shiwu was sitting on the sofa eating snacks and watching the newly released TV series. He saw Jian Zicheng came back from the outside in a blizzard and said, "It's snowing heavily outside. ."
Zhen Meili came out of the kitchen and said, "The weather forecast says there will be no snow in the next few days. What's going on?"
"The weather is bad this year."
Jian Zicheng hung up his clothes and went to wash briefly? Then he came out and said, "Shiwu, it will be New Year's Day in the next few days. If it snows too much, don't go out. It's not safe."
Jian Shiwu ate snacks in his mouth and responded indiscriminately.
Suddenly, his movements stopped, as if he had thought of something, he turned back and asked his father bluntly: "Dad, what day is Uncle Ji's plane?"
Jian Zicheng said while holding the dish, "Which day? It's the 17th."
"What's the date today?"
"today..."
In the room? Silence fell, and the calendar not far away was hung with a red 17.
Everyone seemed to be silent for a moment in unison. In the end, Zhen Meili put down the spatula and said, "I'll call Ji's family."
Jian Shiwu didn't watch TV either, and ran over to listen.
Jane Shiwu couldn't hear Zhen Meili's communication in the room. When she came out, she looked a little condensed.
Jian Shiwu's heart sank: "Have you come back?"
"Ji's housekeeper said that Shen Cheng went to pick up the plane in the afternoon, and the plane arrived at 7 pm." Zhen Meili looked at the pointer on the wall: "It's 7:30, no news."
Jian Shiwu's face turned pale.
Yes? For a moment, his head seemed to be buzzing, and it stopped working. He has been there since the afternoon. Is he still at the airport now, such a big snowstorm outside...
Jian Zicheng looked out the window: "In this weather, the plane is not easy to fly..."
Everyone was silent.
Zhen Meili said: "Don't worry about it blindly, what can happen? Just wait for the news over there."
She said that, but her face was also very bad. Everyone knew that Shen Cheng was not easy. The first half of his life was so hard for this child. God must not be able to make any more jokes. No one joked about a meal, What should have been a happy dinner, everyone had a lot of worries.
Eight twenty?
Jian Shiwu couldn't hold back: "Mom, can you call me again and ask?"
Zhen Meimei didn't say a word. What she didn't tell the child was that she had already told the housekeeper that if Mr. Ji came back, he would call home, but up to now, the phone has never rang.
Jian Zicheng looked out the window: "It's snowing heavily."
Between the sky and the earth, there is a vast expanse, and the cold outside can be felt through the windows. Occasionally, there are pedestrians on the road walking through the wind and snow, all shivering.
Such a scene reminded Jian Shiwu inexplicably that many years ago, when he was just reborn, a heavy rain poured down. That day, it should have been very cold. All the students were picked up by their parents, but not Shen Cheng. He was walking home alone in the rainstorm. It should have been cold that day, but Shen Cheng's face was so peaceful, perhaps because he knew that no one would come. pick up, so he didn't wait for anyone.
Zhen Meili looked at the snow outside, and also thought of the back she saw on the street that day, the thin child.
In the quiet room, a crisp voice sounded, Jian Shiwu stood in front of the glass window and said softly, "Is the airport cold?"
No one answered.
The pointer moved slowly, and finally stopped at exactly nine o'clock.
The housekeeper said that Shen Cheng left at one o'clock in the afternoon. It is now nine o'clock in the evening. Ji Yuanfeng's plane still hasn't landed. Sitting on the sofa, everyone was preoccupied with a heavy look on their faces, and no one broke the silence. That year, they didn't have that much interaction with Shen Cheng, and the whole family was sitting at the dining table, sighing for a long time.
These years, just as Zhen Meili said, taking Shen Cheng as his own, just like Jian Shiwu will never be able to separate himself from the boy who has been entangled in two lifetimes, Shen Cheng has long been in the dark. Unconsciously, I have inextricably linked with the Jian family, and no one can be as indifferent as before.
In the quiet living room, the silence was suddenly broken, and the three of them said in unison, "I think..."
Be quiet again, the three of you look at me, I look at you, and they all smile.
In the end, it was Jian Zicheng who said, "Recently, our driver Lao Tang bought a special snow chain for the car. I bought it only two days ago. You said it was a coincidence."
Zhen Meili smiled and concluded, "The snow hasn't frozen yet, so it's better to walk."
"So"
Jian Shiwu stood up, looked at his parents, and said softly, "We...?"
Zhen Meimei and Jian Zicheng looked at each other, stood up together, made this decision to make them feel relaxed, and said firmly, "Let's go, go to the airport!"