reborn stepfather

The ward is not big, only ten square meters.Putting down a bed, a computer desk, a bedside table, a chair, and a glass-separated bathroom leaves only a narrow corridor, but compared to the six-person room I stayed in yesterday, it has been upgraded by more than one grade up.

In order to ventilate, the two windows in the room were opened, and the damp spring wind passed through, and the smell of disinfectant was miraculously covered by the faint fragrance of flowers.

I sat down on the edge of the bed, and after just walking a short distance, I felt a little dizzy.

"Still having a fever?" My discomfort did not escape Wei Heng's eyes.

I nodded: "Back off a little."

He frowned worriedly.

Seeing him like this made me feel even more uncomfortable. I smiled and changed the subject: "How much red envelopes did you pay for walking through the back door for me? Let me tell you first, I am a poor scholar, and I have a son to support, so I have no money to pay you back. "

Wei Heng folded his arms and leaned against the wall, shaking his head: "What's the situation now? What's the use of red envelopes? Besides, my dad, the mayor of the town, really doesn't have that much face."

"That......"

"You're lucky. Papa recommended me to find Deputy Mayor Zheng, and his wife bought my paintings and liked them quite a bit. She heard that I was in a hurry to get a room, so she sold me a favor." Wei Wei Heng said, "She is also a kind-hearted person. At the beginning, Deputy Mayor Zheng was unwilling to vacate this place for others to live in, but she persuaded her not to waste such a good place for her alone. In time, people should help each other to tide over the difficulties, and if one more person is saved, more blessings will be accumulated.”

"What a nice guy." I said from the bottom of my heart.

"Yes, it's a pity that God doesn't favor good people." Wei Heng turned his eyes and looked at the gloomy weather outside the window, "Actually, she promised to let you live in, but Deputy Mayor Zheng hasn't let go because there are more and more patients. There are less and less medical staff in this area, but Mrs. Zheng almost failed to survive last night. During the rescue, Deputy Mayor Zheng suddenly asked the secretary to call my dad and said that he agreed."

Wei Heng's tone was light, but I could hear the sadness.

I was really driven to a desperate situation, so I pinned my hopes on the illusory "accumulated blessings".

Probably because of being in it, listening to other people's stories will connect me, and then my mood will gradually become gray, and the fear will always follow me.

Then a nurse with a trolley came over, rehung the bottle, brought a few packets of pills sealed in small plastic bags and a thermometer, told her not to close the windows, pay attention to ventilation and rest in bed, and then left.There was a clanging sound as the metal plates on the trolley collided.

Wei Heng took those medicines and looked at them, then picked out a pack, opened the plastic bag, opened the capsule and smelled it, and said, "You don't want to take this medicine yet."

"Which one?" I leaned over to take a look, "Why?"

"The side effects are very serious." He put the medicine back, "Your test results haven't come out, what if it's not? You should have heard that some medicines are strong, killing the cells of the parasitic virus and destroying the healthy cells at the same time." Kill them together, because the medicine itself has no ability to identify."

When he said this, I remembered those patients in my previous life who recovered their lives from suicide. Almost all of them were accompanied by sequelae of bone necrosis.Some of them can barely walk anymore, and they have to rely on others to take care of everything. When it rains and winter, they are in pain, and soaking in hot springs and medicinal baths every day can only relieve them.

I hurriedly took the package of medicine away.If it's that kind of future, it's really better to be dead.

"Which ones have side effects?" I asked eagerly, "You pick them out for me."

"You think I'm a god, and you can pick them all out just by smelling them?" He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I asked my doctor friend just now, and I only told you after he confirmed it. He didn't say anything else, so I should just return it." It's safe, even if there is, it's just hair loss or something, so you can rest assured."

I smiled embarrassingly.To be honest, some people feel reliable unconsciously when they speak and do things. Wei Heng is a person with this kind of temperament.I am often taken care of by him, and I am afraid that I have already formed a blind impression of "listening to him will not be wrong" in my subconscious.

After talking a few more words, he straightened up: "Okay, I should go too, I feel uncomfortable in this outfit."

"Then I won't send you off." I joked.

"You take good care of it." He walked out and closed the door. He walked very lightly, and I couldn't hear his footsteps.

The whole room was filled with only the lonely sound of the wind for a moment.

This sudden silence made me a little scared. I went to the window and looked down. After waiting for a long time, I didn't see Wei Heng coming out from downstairs.I stood by the window and waited for a long time before I realized that he couldn't just go out like this. I'm afraid he was being caught and disinfected by the nurse.

There were only a few doctors in protective suits in the yard, slowly pouring oxyacetic acid into buckets, and turning on the sprayers behind them.The transparent water droplets turned into finely divided and dense mist and sprayed out, which was swept up by the whirling wind and scattered in all directions.

The person next to him carefully observed his movements, also picked up a sprayer on his back, put on his mask and eye patch, and walked slowly into the corridor.His figure was swallowed by the building bit by bit, his upper body, legs, heels, and his shadow flickered and disappeared.

An ambulance was parked in front of the iron gate with a yellow line on the opposite side of the yard, and another patient was transported.

I used to think that I would correct all the wrong things in this life, that I would live ten years longer than my actual age, and I would be more mature than I am now and able to handle every problem well.Then save a little money, get up at seven every day with Chi Qian, ride a bicycle to school, we break up at the gate of the primary school, I go to teach him to go to class, and then make an appointment to have lunch together.

He grew taller little by little, and became the young man I was familiar with in my memory. At that time, we would still walk through the tree-lined streets as before, and walked through one peaceful but not lonely day after another.Until he got married and started a business, there was a gentle and sensible girl who took care of him instead of me.

But I didn't expect such a day to come.

I was locked in a solitary building isolated from the world, lonely and embarrassed.

Now I really regret it, why didn't I say goodbye to Chi Qian?Why leave him in such a sneaky way?Why did you lose your temper at him during the phone call just now?

Thinking about it like this is out of control, has mom found him?Is he home now?

Inexplicably, my mind was completely occupied by that kid.

So I sent another text message to my mother, and she replied after a few minutes: "I'm back, don't worry."

That's it.

I put the phone aside, lay on the bed and stared at the drop by drop of the drop bottle in a daze.

After a while, the screen of the phone turned on again. I was too lazy to pick it up, so I craned my neck to see, it was still my mother.She said, "Ask your second brother to bring you something. Is there anything you want?"

"Bring me a Walkman, and some Leslie Cheung records." I pressed the letter keys slowly.

Towards night, I heard a particularly loud motorcycle sound.This place is already empty, and it can be heard from far away.As soon as I stretched my head towards the window, I saw my second brother put his foot on the ground, took off his helmet, and buckled it on the handlebar.

I put on a coat and walked down with a newly changed bottle. Halfway through the walk, I was stopped by the doctor. He probably saw many family members who came to deliver things. He said without asking anything: "What do we need?" Get it for you."

I stopped.

The second brother was stopped outside the iron gate, and there was half an empty yard between us. The doctor shouted at him: "Put down the things, let's go!"

The second elder brother put the big bag he was carrying on the ground, and stood under the flickering street lights, watching me silently.

My eyes started to sore again.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, pressed a few keys, raised it and waved his hand away from me.

I also quickly took out my mobile phone, and it rang as soon as I held it in my hand, and I quickly put my ear to it.

"Third, don't be afraid."

I pressed my face tightly against the hot cell phone, and it took me a long time to say "hmm".

"We're all waiting for you to come home."

The second brother's calm voice seemed to have some strength, and tears burst out of my eyes.

Later, when I went back with the swollen cloth bag, my face was covered with tears that had been dried by the wind, and it was extremely painful when it was stretched on my face.

Back in the room, I hung the bottle on the nail on the wall, and opened the bag.There are several sets of clean clothes, a bag of fruit, a bag of plums and dried fruits that I like to eat, and the Walkman I ordered.

After taking medicine at night, listening to Leslie Cheung's "Who Resonates", I gradually fell asleep.

——The wind is also clear, I ask the stars in the evening sky.

——Ye Lanjing asked who could resonate.

In the leisurely singing, I saw Chi Qian who had grown into an adult.

He was sitting in a dark living room, the only light in the dim light was the light of a cigarette between his fingers.

Smoke curled up, blurring his face.

I walked towards him step by step, and suddenly kicked something by my feet, making a loud bang.The sound was particularly abrupt in the frozen silence.I was startled, and looked down. It was an empty wine bottle, and I kicked it to Chi Qian's feet.

When Chi Qian heard the sound, he jumped up from the chair, his hand holding the cigarette butt trembled uncontrollably, he looked around but seemed to see me.

"Dad, is that you? Are you back?" He opened his mouth and called out softly, the voice was hoarse and painful.

"I'm here, I'm here." I walked quickly to his side, trying to help his shoulders, but I went straight through, and my whole body was brought forward.

I fell to the ground and my eyes widened in disbelief.

At this time, the light suddenly turned on, and a person appeared at the door.

Chi Qian blocked his eyes with his hand, as if he couldn't stand still, he swayed and fell back into the chair again.

It took me a while to get used to the suddenly brighter light, and I was taken aback by Chi Qian's extremely pale face and bloodshot eyes.

I don't know that he hasn't shaved for a few days, there is a blue stubble on his chin, and even the clothes on his body are wrinkled like a rag, as if he hasn't closed his eyes for several days and nights, he looks very embarrassed.

"Why...how did you make yourself look like this..." I fell down angrily.

He turned a deaf ear to it, groping for the unfinished wine on the table, and poured it into his mouth when he picked it up.

The person standing at the door couldn't bear to look any longer, sighed lowly, and walked right through my body when he walked over.

It's like passing through an empty place, bringing a gust of wind.

"Chi Qian, why are you bothering?" the man whispered, "How long are you going to wait here? It's almost time to go back to school with me?"

At this time, I recognized him. It was the boy who confessed to Chi Qian when he graduated from high school.

Chi Qian was in a daze for a while, holding the wine bottle in his hand, and said nothing.

"Chi Qian, come back to school with me..." The boy continued to persuade gently in a coaxing tone.

Chi Qian was speechless for a long time, and after a while, he said softly, "Wait another three days."

The boy looked puzzled, but he heard him say: "I heard that the soul will come back on the seventh day after death..."

"I always think, maybe there is a chance to see him again..." Chi Qian's voice dropped, and he threw himself on the table as if drunk, muttering like a child, "Just once ...just once..."

His intermittent ravings came into my ears, and I felt as if I had been hit hard, and my heart ached as if I had been hollowed out.

The boy showed helplessness, and passed his hand under his armpit, helping him walk to the bed step by step.

Chi Qian was limp and muttering to himself: "He hates me so much, I don't know if he will come back to see me..."

There was deep grievance and grief in that voice, which made the boy stiffen, and he sighed after a long while.

And my tears have flowed down uncontrollably.

I desperately moved my steps to keep up. At this time, the picture in front of me gradually blurred, and the noisy voice in my ear became louder and louder. I opened my eyes all at once.

Resting his hands on the pillow, he felt a piece of moisture.

I sat on the bed in a daze for a while, unable to recover.

There was a lot of commotion outside the window.

I shook my head and went to look.

A lot of people gathered in front of the iron gate, and I heard several doctors yelling: "Where are your parents, kid? How did you come here? Go back quickly!"

I was taken aback by what happened in front of me.

Wasn't it Chi Qian who was holding on to the iron gate and refused to let go, surrounded by many adults!