Sand sculpture fairy dressed as tragic cannon fodder

"Leave him alone," Xu Jingshu's voice sounded, "Yan Sheng came over to have dinner first, and Aunt Chen prepared all day, all the dishes you like are cooked."

Yan Sheng glanced at the dining room, the table was full of food, the richness visible to the naked eye.

"I..." He was about to say that he had eaten, when Yan Shenyu yelled in dissatisfaction.

"Hey! What's the matter with you?" His voice was full of mourning. "All of this is due to me. Are you so cruel that you abandoned me to celebrate alone?"

"I've already called Doctor Lou to come over," Xu Jingshu said calmly, "You can't move now anyway, let's have dinner first while the doctor is here."

Yan Shenyu: "..."

Nothing wrong with it, but really outrageous.

Yan Sheng glanced at Yan Shenyu who was lying on the ground, hesitantly said: "Could it be... not so good?"

"Forget it, you guys eat first," Yan Shenyu sighed, and said quietly, "Remember to save half of the Dengying Beef, I'm counting on it today."

Twenty minutes later, Dr. Lou and his assistant arrived at the scene of the incident. Xu Jingshu was wrapping ice cubes in a cloth and applying cold compresses to Yan Shenyu to reduce pain and subcutaneous bleeding.

Seeing the doctor coming, Xu Jingshu put down the ice cubes and stood up: "Doctor Lou, please make a trip tonight."

"You're welcome, you should." Dr. Lou rolled up his sleeves and squatted down, carefully asked the cause of the injury, and checked the extent of Yan Shenyu's injury.

"How is it? Is it serious?" The rest of the pickers gathered around, "Should I be sent to the hospital?"

"The pain is not too severe, so there's no need to go to the hospital now," Doctor Lou replied, "I'll give him a massage and acupuncture first, and we'll see what happens after tonight."

There was no massage table at home, so two layers of yoga mats were laid on the floor for treatment. The whole room was filled with the sound of Yan Shenyu's screams.

The treatment was finally finished, and Yan Shenyu was almost dead.

"I need to rest in bed these days, try not to exercise, sleep on a hard bed, and try not to sleep on a mattress." Doctor Lou urged, "I will prescribe you a few more anti-inflammatory and analgesic drugs, and then do 3 courses of massage. 3-7 days should be fine."

"Woo, I see..." Yan Shenyu lay on the yoga mat and nodded with tears in his eyes.

Dr. Lou handed the medication list to the assistant, and put the pen back into his chest pocket: "At present, these are the precautions, if you have any questions, please call me."

"Okay, thanks for your hard work, the doctor walks slowly." Xu Jingshu led the doctor all the way to the door.

Seeing that Yan Shenyu was fine, the rest of the people also turned around and prepared to leave.

Aunt Chen was making a hard bed for Yan Shenyu, and Xu Jingshu was preparing dinner for Yan Shenyu in the restaurant.

Yan Sheng glanced at Yan Shenyu who was lying on the yoga mat, and seemed to want to say something, but in the end he silently turned and went upstairs with his schoolbag on his back.

No one noticed his departure, only Yan Shenyu.

"Wait! There are still gifts!" The elevator door opened, but Yan Shenyu who was next to him suddenly yelled, "Yan Sheng, don't go, I won't die if I didn't see you unwrapping the presents!"

Gift?Yan Sheng froze for a moment, then looked at Yan Shenyu in a daze.

"Ah, yes, I forgot to prepare a birthday present for you." Yan Zhengang walked over again, followed by brothers and sisters Yan Yu and Yan Weiwei.

Xu Jingshu also put down the bowls and chopsticks and came over: "Sorry, I forgot that you are the protagonist tonight after Yan Shenyu made such a fuss."

Yan Shenyu retorted angrily: "If you hadn't pushed me down, how could I have fallen?"

No one paid attention to him, the family of four walked around to the storage room behind the living room and pushed a cart out.It is full of exquisite gift boxes of different sizes, like a hill built together, there are as many as 100 by visual inspection.

Yan Sheng stood where he was, with deep bewilderment in his eyes.

He knew it was a gift, but why are there so many?

"This is a gift we couldn't give before," Yan Shenyu's voice came from behind, without the previous teasing, "The past can't be changed, but we want to make up for it as much as possible. I'm glad you can give us This opportunity."

Yan Sheng stared blankly at this scene, he took a deep breath, and tightly pursed his pale lips.

"Yan Shenyu's rules are so strict," Yan Weiwei complained, "You must also give me a birthday gift that matches your age."

"This is your gift from the age of 3 to the age of 24," Xu Jingshu said standing beside a pile of gift boxes, "As for the birthdays from the age of 1 to the age of 2, I didn't know you at that time, so I didn't give you a gift."

"I was born when you were 7 years old," Yan Weiwei's voice sounded immediately, "so the gift I gave you started when you were 7 years old."

Yan Yu: "You know my style, I also gave you gold when you were 2 years old."

"I'm sorry," Yan Zhengang wanted to say a lot, but in the end he just let out a deep sigh. He raised his hand and patted Yan Sheng's shoulder, and said, "I've been sorry for you all these years."

Pairs of kind eyes looked over, but Yan Sheng took a step back abruptly as if he saw some kind of beast.But he soon realized that his reaction was abnormal, he clenched his fists and forced himself to stay where he was.

"Thank you," he forced himself to look up, and said in a grateful tone, "Thank you very much for the gifts everyone prepared, thank you!"

"It's fine if you like it, I..." Yan Zhengang took a step forward and wanted to say something, but Yan Sheng left without waiting for his reaction, leaving Yan Zhengang and everyone looking at each other in blank dismay.

"What's his reaction?"

"Should we succeed?"

"Maybe?"

"But why can't he look happy at all?"

Yan Zhengang was not at ease: "I'll go out and have a look."

"Don't go," Yan Shenyu said on the ground, "He's such a big man that he won't get lost, let him stay by himself for a while."

Yan Zhengang showed hesitation, but in the end he still didn't follow.

Behind the monitor, Jiang Xulin reminded the following camera: "Don't lose track, his reaction now is the key point."

Camera: "But he has already run out."

Jiang Xulin asked again: "Where is the person following the film?"

Later, the camera's guilty voice came from the headset: "The garden is too dark at night, so I lost my track."

Jiang Xulin: "..."

By the time Yan Sheng reappeared in the camera, 10 minutes had passed.The fixed camera couldn't take close-ups, and there was nothing unusual about him.If the follower catches up, they will find that Yan Sheng's eyes are red, as if he is about to cry.

At this time, the rest of the Yan family had already returned to their room, and Yan Shenyu also returned to his room, and changed to a hard bed to lie on his stomach.

Yan Sheng tiptoed to the living room, and took the trolley to his room through the elevator.He quietly looked at the mountain of presents for a long time, then sat beside him and unwrapped the presents.

The gifts range from 2 to 24 years old, and each gift box cover has a detailed handwritten card.

"For my 3-year-old son" (Yan Zhengang)

"For the 4-year-old Shengsheng" (Xu Jingshu)

"For my 5-year-old brother" (Yan Yu)

"For my 6-year-old second brother" (Yan Shenyu)

"For my 7-year-old brother" (Yan Weiwei)

……

Comforting dolls, picture books for fairy tales, Lego toys, gold bars and gold bars (all Yan Yu sent were gold bars), sneakers, company shares...

What he thought was forever missing, now came to him in another way.

Yan Sheng opened the presents for an entire hour, then he placed the presents neatly by the wall, turned off the lights and went to sleep.

"Is it over?" Behind the monitor, Shan Li stretched and stood up, ready to switch to another computer to edit the film.

"Wait," Jiang Xulin shook his head and said, "Not yet."

"No?" Shan Li looked at the screen curiously.

In the camera, Yan Sheng is lying quietly on the bed, with the quilt covering his head, completely covering his body.The moonlight poured down, only outlining a vague figure.

"Isn't he asleep?" Shan Li asked blankly.

"Hush..." Jiang Xulin put his index finger in front of his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sudden sound of rapid breathing in the earphones.

——Deep, depressing, not as if he was tired from running, but more like sobbing from suppressing crying.

Shan Li cast his eyes on the screen, and found that Yan Sheng on the bed arched his back at some point, and changed into the posture of a baby lying in the mother's womb.In summer, the air conditioner is very thin, and he can be seen reaching out and grabbing the sheet under his body, his shoulders heaving violently.

"This..." The staff next to him looked at each other, "Is he crying?"

Jiang Xulin nodded, his voice a little hoarse: "I didn't expect him to be able to endure it for so long."

At first it was just sobbing, but gradually, the crying became louder and louder, and finally turned into howling.

No one saw his face, but just hearing this suppressed cry, some people's eyes were already red one after another.

They originally thought that the climax of the story was when the gift was given. When Yan Sheng came back in a depressed mood, he saw his family celebrating his birthday and preparing birthday gifts for him. Then he was deeply moved and hugged everyone and cried.

Ignoring Yan Shenyu lying on the ground with his waist twisted beside him, this is a very typical family carnival script.

But Yan Sheng didn't, he was very calm throughout the whole process, even when opening the presents, he was very calm, as if he was indifferent to it.

It wasn't until he returned to his room, until he hid himself in the dark, that he dared to reveal some of his true emotions.

He even dared to cry under the covers.

Yan Sheng here was crying so hard, separated by a wall, Yan Shenyu was lying on the bed, "ouch" and "ouch", like a happy comedian.

Seeing the completely different reactions in the two rooms, Jiang Xulin slapped his thigh suddenly and said excitedly: "This episode is stable!"

……

Yan Sheng had a dream.

He dreamed of the summer when he was in the first grade of elementary school.

At that time, the wealthiest classmate in the class celebrated his birthday, and invited the whole class to his birthday party, and Yan Sheng was naturally invited.

He didn't have money to buy gifts for him, so he spent a week making a handmade collage for his birthday.

Among the expensive and exquisite gifts, his collages look so shabby.

But it doesn't matter, it took me a week to complete, and the patterns inside are all my favorites, so it must be fine.Xiao Yansheng took a deep breath and silently comforted herself in her heart. The teacher said that the gift is not the price but the heart.

Thinking of this, he plucked up the courage to hand out the gift, and said crisply: "Student Zhou, I wish you a happy birthday!"

On the lawn of the noisy villa, classmate Zhou took his collage with one hand.The birthday star just drank Coke, and there were still wet water marks on his hands, which instantly wetted a corner of the collage.

Xiao Yansheng opened her mouth, wanting him not to hold it with wet hands.But thinking that the other party was the recipient of the gift, he closed his mouth apprehensively.

Then Classmate Zhou glanced down, and casually returned the collage to him, smiled lightly: "Sorry, I don't want it."

Xiao Yansheng was stunned for a moment, and almost forgot to think for a moment.

All the classmates around looked over, looking at him curiously.

After a long time, Xiao Yansheng heard her stammering voice: "This, this is what I made myself. Although it's not worth much, I...I..."

He explained awkwardly and embarrassingly, his eyes were almost red with anxiety.

However, the classmate still shook his head and said disgustedly: "I don't want it."

"But..." Xiao Yansheng's nose felt sore for a moment, and he tried to open his eyes wide to keep the tears from falling.

But this is a gift I made for you, if you don't want it, then it will no longer have any value of existence.

Xiao Yansheng instinctively refused to take back the gift, dawdling not wanting to raise her hand.However, the other party was impatient, and said lightly: "You don't want to forget it."

The next moment, he threw the collage on the ground.

don't want……

Before the words of restraint could be uttered, the other party had already let go of his hand.Xiao Yansheng hurriedly bent down to grab the gift back, but in the end it was a step too late, and the collage fell face-on on the grass.

It just rained that day, and the entire grass field was wet, instantly soaking the paper of the collage.The patterns meticulously drawn by watercolor pens were smeared by water, and the once bright patterns became ugly stains of dirty stains.

Xiao Yansheng looked down at the painting, and in the blink of an eye, two tears fell silently.

Adults think that children do not understand, in fact, children can perceive various emotions better than adults.Even after more than ten years, that scene from that year is still deeply imprinted in his mind.

Embarrassed, embarrassed, wronged, uncomfortable... Yan Sheng clearly remembered every feeling he had at that time.

Instead of attending classmate Zhou's birthday party, he quietly picked up the collage and turned to go home.

It started to rain again halfway, even though he tried his best to hide the painting in his arms, when he returned home through the heavy rain, the painting was still soaked and lay wrinkled in his arms, unable to see the painting anymore. It turned out to be beautiful.

Yan Sheng has never received a gift from his family. The only gift he got was an exchange with his classmates. Most of them were glass beads, handmade greeting cards, Ultraman cards... Even ordinary things, he hid them like a treasure. stand up.

When other people celebrate their birthdays, he also tries his best to give away his precious things.

But since then, he suddenly realized that what he treasured may be worthless in the eyes of others.

He no longer collects those worthless things, and no longer exchanges gifts with others.

He stopped having fun, stopped participating in group activities, and spent all his time studying.

Friendship may be broken, family relationship may be unfair, only learning will never let him down.

Yeah, that's okay, he doesn't want those things at all.

Even if he never received a birthday present or had his own birthday cake, didn't he grow up well?

Ironically, however, when he finally could afford gifts and cakes, he realized that those things had long since lost their meaning.

When he opened his eyes again, Yan Sheng felt the light falling on his eyelids.The bright sunlight falls on the bed through the glass, warm and bright.

Yan Sheng blinked his dry eyes, only then realized that he didn't close the curtains when he slept last night.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the mountain of presents directly opposite the bed, and he put a handmade collage in the front, which was given to 4-year-old Yan Sheng by 7-year-old Yan Shenyu birthday gift.

Yan Sheng looked at the collage for a long time, then he got up and went to the bathroom to wash up, and started a new day's schedule.

Perhaps this is where the magic of life lies. Things that he once denied with his own hands are given meaning again by others.

Maybe, he thought, he could try to trust them and trust himself again.