meet on slag road

The moment his vision was blurred, Mu Qing's body was unconscious, but his consciousness was still somewhat lucid.

He felt as if he had fallen down somewhere, and the panicked crowd was broken into afterimages. It seemed that someone was faintly saying something loudly in his ear, as if it was his name, but the echo was too loud and vague, and he hadn't heard it yet. Before he could hear it clearly, his thoughts were completely plunged into darkness.

In the long darkness, he had a dream.

Everything in the dream was grotesque, fragments of fragmented memories flowed like a revolving lantern in his mind, and Mu Qing's consciousness was like a strange bystander, standing outside all memories, quietly observing what had happened.

I can’t remember the color of the little train, the black and white piano keys, the blue water in Chaohai Lake, the roses full of vines, and the person who led him into the garden full of flowers and colors.

Mu Qing, who was on the sidelines, looked at the back of the man who was drifting away, and suddenly a little panic rose from the bottom of his heart.He subconsciously wanted to stop that person, but he couldn't remember who it was, and he couldn't make a sound from his throat.

White mist spread from under his feet, Mu Qing looked at the figure of the man covered by the mist, and could only chase after him, wanting to hold the man's hand.But that person sideways avoided, showing a face full of disgust and contempt.

Messy memories suddenly merged into a torrent, pouring into my mind like a tide, so his name quietly emerged in my heart.

This is the person I once wanted to join hands with for the rest of my life, but now it is impossible for them.

Mu Qing withdrew his hand, took a step back slowly, and said softly, "Yu Yifeng, goodbye."

The sharp stabbing pain spread silently from his heart, causing him to squat down involuntarily, but the ground under his feet suddenly turned into nothingness. He fell from a high altitude and landed heavily on somewhere.

The light and unreal feeling gradually faded away, the heavy sense of restraint spread from the limbs, and the smell of disinfectant permeated the nose.His body was very warm, but there was a biting cold on the back of his hand, which was so cold that his knuckles were almost frozen.

Mu Qing moved his arm instinctively, trying to hide the back of his hand under the blanket, but a callused hand stretched out beside him, gently blocking his movement: "Don't move, your hand is tied Needle, if you move it around, it will flow backwards."

This voice is calm and elegant, with the gentleness of a scholar, it is a voice that makes people feel at ease when they hear it.But this voice fell into Mu Qing's ears, but made him stiff all over.

He opened his eyes with difficulty, and after adapting to the brilliant light of the setting sun, he looked towards the person who made the sound.

The first thing that catches the eye is a straight shirt and a low-key silver-gray tie, and then looking up, there is a face with a very complicated expression, but it is half or six points similar to him.

"dad?"

Mu Rui looked at his son lying on the bed, his expression changed a few times, and he asked dryly, "Is there anything else that feels uncomfortable?"

Mu Qing moved his body a little, and frowned unconsciously when he noticed the faint stabbing pain behind him, but when he looked at Mu Rui, his expression remained the same: "No."

Various thoughts were churning in Mu Rui's mind, and he didn't notice the momentary change in his expression just now, so he nodded perfunctorily: "Well, that's good."

After the voice fell, the silence spread again.

Mu Rui glanced at Mu Qing, wondering what to say, but Mu Qing suddenly asked him: "Aren't you going to New Zealand for a tour? Why did you come back to Chaohai?"

"The show in the first half of this year is over, I'll come back and take a look." Murui looked at him, "New Zealand happened at the beginning of last year, you remember wrongly."

"Is that so, sorry." Mu Qing said flatly.

He doesn't have much contact with Tao Shuang on weekdays, and even less with Murui, and he doesn't know much about his itinerary. He can remember that he went to New Zealand because last time Murui suddenly remembered that he still had When I was such a son, I said it during the phone call.

Seeing that the atmosphere fell into silence again, Murui licked his lips and racked his brains to find a topic: "I wanted to visit you at your house, but your mother didn't answer my phone, so I ran into Shichen at the gate of your school." , I realized you were here."

"En." Mu Qing nodded, "Thank you for coming to see me."

The afterglow of the setting sun cast long shadows on the walls of the ward. In the gradually dimming vision, Mu Rui looked at Mu Qing's pale face and indifferent expression, and suddenly felt a long-lost sadness in his heart.

Mu Qing has a very high talent in music since he was a child, and he has devoted all his efforts to him, educating him in the strictest way, hoping to make him a better person than himself and Tao Shuang.

It's a pity that the only thing this child has achieved is his appearance, and as for the other parts, he is far from what he expected.

The disappointment in his eyes was too obvious, Mu Qing noticed it, but he didn't inquire, but said indifferently: "Come and see me, does your current wife and child have any objections?"

Mu Rui's movements froze for a moment, and he forced a smile: "Fortunately, Linlin and her mother are shopping nearby, and I just have time."

"It should be almost seven o'clock now, and it should be about the same." Mu Qing looked at him, "You should go there now, don't make them wait too long."

Murui raised his hand to look at the time, and immediately wanted to stand up, but his eyes glanced at the liquid left at the side, and he sat down again: "It's okay, your bottle of liquid is almost finished, I'll give it to you Call the doctor and go."

Mu Qing didn't reply to his words this time, but just nodded slightly.

He wanted to drink water from the moment he woke up, and after talking to Murui a few words, his mouth was even dry.But it was already a rare and rare thing for Mu Rui to come here to see him, and now that his mind was obviously not here, Mu Qing didn't intend to bother him.

When the liquid completely disappeared from the bottle, a nurse in a white coat came in a hurry and quickly pulled out the needle in Mu Qing's hand: "You are finished with the liquid today, but your physical condition is too bad, and the abrasions are serious, and you still need to take the needle." Stay a few more days and observe."

Mu Qing nodded, showing a grateful smile: "Thank you."

The nurse put away the bottle and walked out. When passing by the door, she turned on the light in the ward.

Cold white light streamed from the top, and Mu Rui looked at his pale and haggard son who was trapped in the quilt, and suddenly stretched out his hand like a ghost, and reached out to his shoulder as if to comfort him.

Mu Qing looked at Mu Rui's actions, and suddenly there was a hint of disbelief in his expression.He vaguely remembered that when he was a child, only when he could play an extremely difficult piece of music completely and fluently, Murui would make such an action to praise him.

Mu Rui's palms got closer and closer, and a warm feeling brushed against his ears. Just as he was about to touch his shoulder, a clear and clear child's voice suddenly came from outside the ward: "Dad—Dad—!!!"

"Hey!" Mu Rui responded loudly, withdrew his hand and walked quickly to the door, and took the girl who threw herself into his arms with a smile, "Are you done shopping with mom?"

"Yeah!" The little girl responded crisply, and said to Murui happily, "Mom said you came to see my brother, and Lin Lin also wants to see my brother! Dad, where is my brother?"

Mu Rui's smile froze, his first reaction was that he didn't want Mu Qing to bring Mu Lin down, and was about to find an excuse to take her out, but Mu Lin spotted the person on the hospital bed with sharp eyes, and immediately broke away from his father's arms and ran in :"elder brother!"

The little girl rushed to the bed and looked at the person on the bed curiously: "Are you my brother?"

Looking at her innocent smile, Mu Qing glanced at the displeasure on Mu Rui's face from the corner of his eye. After a moment of silence, he shook his head slightly: "I'm not."

"Is that so?" Mu Lin looked at him, his big eyes were full of disappointment, "But Lin Lin wants you to be an older brother, you are very good-looking, better than your father, mother, and kindergarten teachers combined! "

"Really? Thank you." Mu Qing smiled slightly at her, "Go back quickly, your father is waiting for you to come home."

"Yeah!" Mu Lin was young, and in a few words, he completely forgot about looking for his brother.She turned around to leave, saw Mu Qing's pale face, thought for a while, took out a lollipop from her pocket, and stuffed it into Mu Qing's hand, "Brother, this is for you to eat, you have to hurry up Get well!"

"Well, thank you." Mu Qing smiled and watched her run to Murui's side. Murui squatted down and hugged the little girl, and walked out lovingly.

Mu Qing listened to the footsteps in the corridor, lowered his eyelids to look at the empty shoulders, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Why expect something that is not your own.

He should have had nothing.