leaving marks

This is a road far away from the school. From here, it is the main road that runs through the north and south of the city. The surrounding area is very wide and densely populated.

Song Wenran chased all the way, and when he saw passers-by, he would ask them if they saw a little girl. He didn't dare to run far, so he searched around repeatedly. After more than ten minutes, Wen Wenyao drove a Volvo and stopped at him. Beside him, said: "I called the police, you get in the car first."

Song Wenran didn't get in the car, he pointed to an open area ahead and asked, "Is there a park there?"

Wen Wenyao looked at the place he pointed and said, "There is a small park."

Song Wenran immediately ran in that direction.

Wen Wenyao drove a car not far behind him, seeing that even when he was running, his back was straight, the sweat was rolling down from his head, and the clothes on his back were almost soaked, he suddenly felt that this younger brother was really strange .

Song Wenran has already reached the park on the corner of the street. The park has a large green space and an artificial lake. Many tourists are drinking tea and playing cards in the gazebo by the lake.On the empty lawn on one side of the artificial lake, there are some children's play facilities, all of which are very simple. On one of the swings, there is Wen Wenqian in a pink gauze dress.

After seeing Wen Wenqian, Song Wenran heaved a sigh of relief and subconsciously slowed down.

Wen Wenqian raised her head and noticed him, and suddenly stood up from the swing with her eyes wide open, wanting to walk towards him.

At this moment, Wen Wenyao also stopped the car on the side of the road and walked towards this direction. He took out a cigarette a little irritably, put it in his mouth and realized that smoking is not allowed here, so he didn't light it.When he saw Wen Wenqian, he took the cigarette out of his mouth, and shouted at her displeasedly: "What are you running around? I wonder if adults will be worried?"

After Wen Wenqian heard Wen Wenyao's words, she stopped immediately and looked at him anxiously.

Wen Wenyao walked towards Wen Wenqian, he was indeed a little angry, when he received the call from Wen Wenhao, he was going to have a meeting with the director, but he had to ask for leave to rush out to find someone, but in the end it turned out that it was a child's willful prank .

When Wen Wenyao strode past him, Song Wenran grabbed Wen Wenyao's arm and pulled him back. He was so strong that he pinched Wen Wenyao's arm a little, so Wen Wenyao waved his hand away in response. ,"do what?"

"She is already very scared," Song Wenran said, "Don't be aggressive with her."

Wen Wenyao frowned, "She is afraid, so she can do whatever she wants?"

Song Wenran's tone was quite calm, but there was also anger in his heart, "Since you don't care about her, why are you demanding so much of her?"

Wen Wenyao broke off the unsmoked cigarette and threw it on the ground, "What do you mean?"

Song Wenran took a deep breath, and said, "It's nothing interesting, you don't want to take care of her, so I'll do it, and I won't cause you any trouble in the future."

Wen Wenyao turned cold, "Are you blaming us? How old were you when you left? Four years old? You have seen a woman who became a father change one after another, and the children were born one after another, and finally walked away by herself People, did you leave an underage younger sister for you to take care of?"

When he said these words, he didn't take Wen Wenqian into consideration at all. She was always a little girl who shed tears silently. At this moment, she finally couldn't help crying.

There were many old people walking in the park and young couples playing with their children, all of them looked in this direction.

Song Wenran seldom argues with others, and even blush is rare. He habitually suppresses his emotions, but his tone is difficult to be completely calm. He said: "But what is the difference between her and you? She is just that irresponsible It’s just a victim left behind by your father!”

After Song Wenran came back this time, he and Wen Wenyao hadn't spoken a few words in total, not even as much as he had with Wen Wenhao.But in this family, only the two of them are true brothers of the same father and mother, and the bond between them should have been deeper than others.

Wen Wenyao raised his hand and fiddled with his hair. His sweaty short hair stood up with his movements, showing a little rebelliousness. He said, "So what should I do? Take this sister back to raise her with empathy." , tell myself that although my father and his mistress brought about my misfortune since I was a child, their children are innocent, and I should have the heart of a virgin, and not implicate the innocent?"

Song Wenran said, "That's not what I meant."

Wen Wenyao poked his chest with his fingers, "But that's what you meant. As I said, Wen Qian's matter has nothing to do with you. I don't need you to be compassionate. I will naturally settle her down. You are not qualified to stand on the side of morality." Do you know what life it was like to leave me alone after you left with your mother when you were a child?"

Song Wenran shook his head. He said, "I don't know," but then he suddenly raised his hand, unbuttoned his shirt one by one, and opened the front of his shirt regardless of other people's eyes.

Wen Wenyao saw a white mark on his open chest, extending from the right collarbone to the left side close to the abdomen.

Song Wenran pointed to the scar on his chest and said to Wen Wenyao, "This was cut by my mother's boyfriend when I was six years old."

Wen Wenyao was taken aback.

Song Wenran gathered his clothes tightly but did not button them up, and said: "I may not have experienced what you have experienced, but you have indeed never experienced many of what I have experienced. No one should be responsible for Wen Qian. I am a good person. Just bear it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Wenhao panted and ran towards this side. He saw Wen Wenyao and Song Wenran arguing from a distance, thought they were going to fight, and rushed over to dissuade them.

Song Wenran walked away from Wen Wenyao, hugged Wen Wenqian who was still crying, and said, "Don't cry, brother will take you home."

Wen Wenqian immediately put her arms around Song Wenran's neck, buried her face on his shoulder, and cried while crying: "I thought you weren't coming back, I want to find you."

Song Wenran didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only pat her on the back lightly, persuading her: "It's okay, my brother just went to work, and he will come back to pick you up after work."

Wen Wenyao was still standing there watching them, Wen Wenhao reached out and patted him on the shoulder, walked towards Song Wenran himself, and said, "Second brother, it's getting late, let's take Wen Qian to eat first, she must be hungry."

Wen Wenqian hugged Song Wenran's neck tightly, crying very sadly.

Song Wenran did not reject Wen Wenhao, but turned to look at Wen Wenyao.

Wen Wenyao noticed his gaze, pulled the sweat-soaked clothes on his body, and said, "Let's go eat first, my car is still parked outside."

To Wen Wenyao, this seemed to be giving in. At this point, there was nothing to say. Song Wenran hugged Wen Wenqian tightly, and walked outside together with them.

Wen Wenhao closed the "aftertaste" glass door, and after seeing off the last table of guests, the shutter door was half-closed. He asked the chef to fry two dishes, and then he himself went to fry another dish and served it on the table. Sit down and have dinner together.

There was still no communication between Wen Wenyao and Song Wenran, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Wen Wenhao then went to get some beer and said that we should have a few drinks together.

"I want to drive," Wen Wenyao said.

Wen Wenhao said to him: "Just park the car at the school and take a taxi to work tomorrow."

Wen Wenyao did not object when he heard the words.

Wen Wenhao poured the beer for them, and there was a soft sound when the beer bottle was placed on the table. Then he raised the glass first, and said with some emotion: "I actually never thought that there would be such a day in this life, our brother and sister A few people can sit down to eat and drink together, which is also a memorable thing to drink."

Song Wenran also picked up the wine glass, touched Wen Wenhao lightly, then raised the glass to look at Wen Wenyao.

Wen Wenyao put both hands on the table. Originally, he was playing with a lighter in one hand. Seeing that Song Wenran and Wen Wenhao were waiting for him, he threw the lighter aside, picked up his wine glass and slowly raised it, saying: " Excuse me."

Wen Wenhao glanced at him, then at Song Wenran.

Song Wenran lowered his eyes slightly, looked at him after a while and said, "Are you talking to me?"

Wen Wenyao said: "I didn't control my emotions well. No matter who followed who back then, we were all victims."

"I don't think so," Song Wenran said, "Our parents gave us life and raised us up. How we live in the future is our own business. I hardly think about what happened when I was a child. I just want to live well in the future. .”

Wen Wenyao laughed when he heard the words. He grabbed the wine glass and touched Song Wenran vigorously. He said, "You are right. You are worthy of being a soldier." The wine was drained in one gulp.

Wen Wenhao and Song Wenran had no choice but to drink the wine in their glasses.

When putting down the wine glass, Wen Wenhao was suddenly a little excited, he said: "Since my mother left, this is the first time I have the feeling of family reunion."

Wen Wenhao's biological mother was the third party involved in Song Wenran's parents' marriage. Since his birth, Wen Wenyao has always disliked him.However, it is somewhat miraculous that Wen Wenhao, who grew up in such a family environment, has an exceptionally good personality.He and Wen Wenyao really got close after Wen's father cheated again and his parents divorced. At that time, he was still in high school, and Wen Wenyao had already graduated from university and was working as a graduate student while renting a house outside.Wen Wenhao chose to live on campus at that time, but high school students still have weekends and winter and summer vacations. During the holidays, he would go to Wen Wenyao, work with him, and eat and live in the small apartment he rented.At that time, Wen Wenyao probably had some sympathy for Wen Wenhao, and he gradually accepted him from the impatience at the beginning.

Wen Wenqian was not so lucky. After she was born, her two older brothers rarely went home, not to mention cultivating relationships, and they didn't even have many opportunities to meet each other every year.

Song Wenran is a special case. Although he left since childhood and never came back, he has always been Wen Wenyao's closest brother, and he is also a great second brother in Wen Wenhao's imagination.

Wen Wenhao is not the only one who has not felt the atmosphere of family reunion for so many years. The four brothers and sisters at this table have never lived in a normal family since they were young. What they lack in their lives is family affection.

With what Wen Wenhao said, this small restaurant has a bit of homely warmth, and the previous disputes and troubles seem to have been resolved to nothing.

Wen Wenqian may have been frightened, but now she was very tired after relaxing, and fell asleep lying on the edge of the table after eating a little.

Wen Wenhao brought her a small towel and put it on her back, and said, "Second brother, if it's inconvenient for you, send Wen Qian over here, anyway, I'll be in the store anytime."

Song Wenran said, "Is she going to start school soon?"

"Kindergarten," Wen Wenyao said, shaking his glass, "it's not far from here, and it takes more than 20 minutes to walk there."

Song Wenran fiddled with Wen Qian's hair and said, "Actually, it's nothing. It's just that I'm going to work soon. I have a night shift every three days." sleep.It is impossible to take Wen Qian with her when she is on night shift, and it is impossible to leave Wen Qian at home alone.

Wen Wenhao took a sip of wine, glanced at Wen Wenyao when he put the beer glass on the table, swallowed the wine forcefully and said, "Let me do it."

Wen Wenyao also glanced at him with no expression on his face.

Wen Wenhao has always been an enthusiastic and cheerful young man. Although he resolutely stood on the same front with his elder brother in dealing with Wen Wenqian, he still felt a little bit sorry.Now Song Wenran is willing to do this. As an upright and kind-hearted young man, he has to express his attitude no matter what.

The lights in the small restaurant were warm, and although the beer was cold, Song Wenran's heart gradually warmed up.

Wen Wenhao, who had finished expressing his position, was embarrassed to look at Wen Wenyao, but Wen Wenyao just leaned back on the back of the chair, hummed softly and said, "You guys can do whatever you want."

Wen Wenhao smiled. He grabbed the wine glass and insisted that Wen Wenyao and Song Wenran clink glasses with him, and then said happily: "Today is like a dream, I, the younger brother, do it first to respect! From now on, we brothers and sisters will To really stay connected and depend on each other as a family.”

Seeing his high spirits, Song Wenran suddenly felt that what he said might become true, so he couldn't help smiling.

Only Wen Wenyao looked nonchalant, as if in order not to dampen Wen Wenhao's interest, he remained silent.

Wen Wenhao blushed and said loudly, "Come drink!"

As a result, Wen Wenyao was the only one who really drank unconsciously that night.

Song Wenran picked up the sleeping Wen Wenqian and stood up, watching Wen Wenhao struggling to help Wen Wenyao up, then Wen Wenyao pushed him away, rushed outside the restaurant by himself, squatted on the side of the road and vomited.

Wen Wenhao frowned, and said inarticulately: "Big brother just can't drink, he still likes to drink."

"Do you want me to help you?" Song Wenran planned to put Wen Wenqian down from his arms first.

"No, no, no," Wen Wenhao waved his hands and refused, "It's too late, you can take Wen Qian back to rest, I'll help elder brother to sleep on the second floor later."

Song Wenran was not sure whether Wen Wenhao could really deal with Wen Wenyao, but he still carried Wen Wenqian back and walked out of the hotel.

Wen Wenyao had already vomited out what he ate at night. He squatted on the ground with one hand on the tree to breathe, and raised his head to look at Song Wenran when he heard Song Wenran's footsteps passing by.

Song Wenran was also looking at him, Wen Wenyao's hair was sticking to his forehead, his eyes were red, he was handsome and decadent.

After hesitating for a while, Song Wenran didn't say anything to Wen Wenyao, and left with Wen Wenqian in his arms. Wen Wenyao kept looking at his back until he couldn't see him, and then slowly got up with the support of the tree.