Jean Love

We came out of the hospital and looked for something to eat nearby. Zhao Xin received a call from Hongchang, saying that he would hire workers to work on the construction site tomorrow and needed Zhao Xin to go back to cook. Is the mother's health better?Zhao Xin looked at me and told me the content of the call. "Then you can go back after dinner, and you can take a ride on the opposite side." I said.

"Don't you need to take care here?" she asked.

"No, no need for surgery."

"Oh, then I'll go back and call if I have anything to do." Zhao Xin still cast a soliciting look.

We walked side by side, crossed the zebra crossing, and stood at the opposite bus stop waiting for the bus bound for Xiqiao. When the bus came, we watched her get on. She wanted to say something, but she didn’t say anything. Just like that, her eyes were a little worried. until the car drives away.In my impression, she is a person who is not good at words, but she is a person who is obliged. In my mother's words, as long as I need her, she is willing to let her go to the shithole. This statement sounds very commonplace, but it is true. It really makes people feel a friendship, so kind, so simple, so thick, without asking for anything in return...

Watching the car disappear at the corner of the road, I stroked the shoulder straps of my computer backpack, looking for a place to pass the extra time, until the hospital went to work normally, I went to the outpatient doctor alone, and the nurse who was already very familiar with me asked me: "Hey, Chen Wen, I saw your wife just now, where is she now?"

"Go back, his boyfriend has something to do." I lost my mouth for a while and couldn't take it back.

"Her boyfriend?" The nurse opened her mouth wide with surprised eyes.

"We're divorced, we left in April."

"What a pity! We said at noon that you look like a husband and wife." Another nurse next to him answered.

"She is indeed a fine woman!"

"I think so too. I said that she is good, so why do you want to get a divorce?"

"Actually, I'm gay." I whispered.

After I finished speaking, I lowered my head, clasped my palms together, put my index fingers between my eyebrows, and inadvertently made a gesture of worship.I have been trying to open myself up. If someone directly asks me, I hope I can overcome myself first, be honest, and be unabashed, especially for doctors, because I believe it is easier for them to understand and accept the existence of this tendency.

"Oh..." One of the nurses expressed regret and sighed, and the other said earnestly: "It's better to go back to normal marriage and family, and don't engage in these things."

The atmosphere was suddenly a bit awkward, but it didn't matter. To gain tolerance and understanding from others, one must first be prepared to withstand rejection and misunderstanding. Besides, I know they are all friendly people, so just telling them is enough.

When I left the hospital that day, it was already late, and it was close to the end of work. The heat wave outside was overwhelming, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and there was no wind around. It was raining outside the window, and it was getting bigger and bigger, slapping the glass, crackling, blurring the vision ahead, and the stagnant water was washing the road, and the road was criss-crossed with orderly vehicles of all sizes, and the vehicles moved forward slowly.

When I arrived at the station I designated, there was only a simple signboard on the roadside platform, no awning, no umbrella, and the sky was completely dark. I don’t know if it was dark clouds covering the bright sun, or the night had already risen.Huge raindrops hit me like random arrows, and I had no time to look around. Looking around, except for the faint street lights, I could only hear the wind blowing and the rain falling.

I hugged my computer backpack to my chest, bowed my waist, like a rabbit running away from disaster, like a moth chasing light, I ran quickly to a simple repair shop diagonally opposite the station, stood under the eaves, and hid for a long time , the rain continued unabated and did not stop.There is no pedestrian on the remote road, and occasionally a vehicle speeds past, splashing two gorgeous water splashes.

"My fellow, what kind of car do you want to take? I don't think there is any, and it won't stop. The rain is so heavy and the car is driving so fast." The owner of the repair shop crossed his legs, lit a cigarette, and didn't ask me to move inside. .

"Wait a little longer, wait for the rain to calm down, and see if there is any more. If not, call a motorcycle." I smiled respectfully, and stepped back a few steps, avoiding the eaves that splashed and wet my trousers. water.

"I'm closing the door."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

I took a few steps forward, looked around, and saw a row of low, old concrete houses waiting to be demolished. The rolling shutters were pulled down, and the doors were closed tightly. This was the only one, and the lights were still on.I took out my mobile phone and dialed the number of the motorcycle driver I knew well. He faltered a few words, said that the rain was too heavy and the road was too far, and then he was very loyal and told me to wait for him to come.

"I'll take up a little more time for you. I called a motorcycle and I'll be here right away. Thank you." I apologized and smiled at the boss.A strong sense of loneliness hits my heart in an instant. Every time I come back from the doctor, even on the side of the noisy road or in the bustling city, I myself seem so isolated and helpless. Feeling told my mother, I still have to pretend to be relaxed and strong, but at the moment, in my heart, I am so homesick.It was nearly eight o'clock when I got home. I unloaded my computer backpack, wiped it with a dry towel, took off my wet top, and sat down on a stool. The hunger and pain became clear.

The family gathered around, asking this and that with concern, "Hey, where is Xiner?" The mother looked around.

"Going back, I came back from Foshan, Hongchang will hire someone to work tomorrow and ask her to go back and cook."

"Don't you have an umbrella? Didn't I tell you to take an umbrella when you went out in the morning?" My mother looked at my wet hair and the warehouse manager, and looked very distressed. She walked back and forth anxiously, and glanced at the wall where the umbrella was hung: "A little won't take care of itself."

"Bring one, it's at Zhao Xin's place."

"What's the matter with your feet?" My father also came around, stroked my wet hair back a few times with his palms, bowed his waist, and pointed at my knees in surprise.

"It's okay, I fell just now."

"How did you fall?"

"The motorcycle was trying to avoid a dump truck. Fortunately, the avoidance was timely." I was sweating from the horrible scene just now, and I was obviously still terrified.

"Boy, it's dangerous to ride a motorcycle in the rain. I'd rather wait there for a while." The father also had a look of distress and horror, and asked, "Do you need disinfection? Do you need bandages? Come on, I'll help you clean it and wrap it up."

"No, just scratch the skin a little bit, it's okay, it's not bleeding anymore."

"Is there any disinfectant at home? Is there any gauze?" The father stood up and looked inside.

"Dad, no need, I haven't showered yet, I'll just put some hemostatic stickers on after I shower. Can I eat, I'm a little hungry."

"You take a shower first, it's all wet." Mother answered.

"It's okay, it's okay this season, I'm really hungry, I didn't have enough at noon." I smiled.

Mother turned around and went into the kitchen, brought the dishes, put them on the table one by one, and brought the bowls and chopsticks, "We didn't buy any vegetables today. I just went to the market to buy some temporarily when I received a call saying that you were coming back for dinner. , this one is all bland." My mother helped me fill a bowl of rice, which was full, and put it in front of me.

The whole family sat around the table and started to eat slowly. My father had eaten in the factory. He took a stool and sat on the side. When the rain stopped, he took clothes, towels and plastic buckets and went to our factory to take a shower. After a short rest, I also went to take a shower. When I came back, my father had already gone to bed. Xiao Jing went to the market to buy something. The two children had also showered. Chen Quan was going to bed, and Xiao Wu was sitting on his mother's lap. , staring at the TV.

"Grandma, what's the matter with you? Grandma, what's the matter with you? Why are you crying?" Brother Xiao Wu suddenly turned around, with a small face that wanted to cry because of fear but hadn't cried yet, his immature voice, and his immature hands wiping his mother cheeks.

"What's the matter with you, mother." I didn't know what happened, so I endured the pain and took a step forward.

"If you have an operation today, who will take care of you? For a lifetime, the road is so long, who will take care of you in the future?" The mother wept and said in a low voice. She wiped her tears with her left hand, and hugged Brother Wu hard with her right hand. Without looking at me, I squeezed out a smiling face, as if nothing had happened, put on the bandage, put away the disinfectant, approached my mother, pointed to my father’s bed with mosquito nets and bed curtains, and made a stop. Gestures, put the index finger on the lips, signaling to the mother to be quiet.

I know why my mother is out of control, and I also know what she is worried about. It is a very serious problem that I will face in the future, but I don't think keeping Zhao Xin by my side can solve this problem very well, just My mother was still very sad about this problem, crying at every turn, with tears streaming down her face, which was hard to hold back.

Looking at it made me feel very distressed. I thought it was time to find a suitable time and have a deeper chat with my mother.