Don't run after school

On the night when Cheng Jin's mother was cremated, Cheng Jin and Zhou Baoshan huddled together and talked a lot intermittently.

When I was sleepy, I recalled that when I was young, they had many things that the other party could not remember, but they still remembered for each other.

Those past events are like stars all over the sky, inlaid in their common night sky.Each one is shining with a small light.

There was a period of summer vacation, when Cheng Jin's mother and Cheng Dingfang often quarreled, and Cheng Jin would have nightmares all night when he heard the quarrel.

So after he was woken up, he put on his shoes, got up secretly, then dug out all kinds of snacks from the refrigerator, held them in his arms and ate them all together with Zhou Baoshan.

He didn't know why he was so hungry at that time, that kind of hunger surrounded him like loneliness, his stomach was like a black hole, no matter how much he ate, he couldn't fill it up.

They ate hard chocolates, greasy puff cakes, fried cornflakes, and various wafers and cranberry cookies, and then sat together contentedly to discuss today's cartoon.

It didn't take long for these things to roll and swell in Cheng Jin's stomach, so he couldn't help but vomited them out.

Cheng Jin was so sad that he wanted to keep these things so much that he didn't want to spit them out, but he couldn't help it, so he spit it out in the end.

Zhou Baoshan patted him on the back, although he said it was disgusting, she still took out a tissue and wiped his mouth.

"Don't be like this tomorrow." Zhou Boshan said, "You can't eat too much of delicious food."

It was only after he became an adult that Cheng Jin understood this truth. It turns out that you really can't eat too much of delicious food, or you will spit it out.

But he was still greedy, stuffed, and didn't want to stop eating.

At that time, Zhou Boshan said: "It doesn't matter, I will leave the good ones to you."

Without him, Cheng Jin felt that he would have collapsed long ago.

The next day, sister Cheng Jin and Cheng Dingfang rushed over.

It was eight years ago that the family got together like this. Cheng Ran's attitude towards Cheng Dingfang was even more indifferent. She clearly remembered that when Cheng Dingfang divorced his mother, the court ruled the ownership of the two children. Girls have a shit, my family doesn't want girls anyway.

At that time, Cheng Ran no longer had him as a father in his heart.

The atmosphere of the family sitting together was very strange. Cheng Dingfang sat for a long time before he said, "I will pay for the funeral, and I will pay for your college and marriage expenses in the future."

Cheng Ran snorted coldly, "I was able to live without my father for the first 20 years, and I will be able to live in the future. I don't want your money. You return my mother!"

Cheng Ran's eyes were red, and Cheng Jin also lowered his head without saying a word.

In Cheng Dingfang's impression, Cheng Ran has always been well-behaved, but her sudden behavior made Cheng Dingfang very shocked and even a little scared.

People cannot be resurrected after death, Cheng Dingfang didn't know what to do to save it all, even though he knew he understood too late, he seemed to have lost his qualifications to be a father long ago.

His pride and arrogance pushed his relatives farther and farther away.

"I'm sorry, I..." Cheng Dingfang sighed, "I'm not a good husband, nor a good father..."

"I only have one request." Cheng Jin said, "Don't come to my mother's funeral, she doesn't want to see you at all."

Cheng Dingfang was stunned.

"You are the murderer." Cheng Jin said, "You killed my mother, and also my sister and I's childhood. No matter how much you apologize, it's useless."

Cheng Dingfang felt his heart twitch violently. He lived to be 40 years old. He had never seen such a big storm, and a couple of sons and daughters just said a few words and hurt him.

He supported the bench and stood up, his hands trembling, then knelt down in front of Cheng Jin and Cheng Ran with red eyes.

Cheng Jin lowered his head and looked at the old man in front of him. He kowtowed heavily to himself, smashing the floor, and then knocked several times in a row, saying in a low voice, "I'm not human, I'm not This thing, I didn't make a good father, I'm not human, I was wrong, I'm sorry for you, I deserve to die, I don't deserve to be a father, I'm a sinner..."

Cheng Dingfang's hair was disheveled, like dry straw shaking in the wind.

Cheng Jin burst into tears.

No matter what, he couldn't help but forgive the man who gave birth to him.

Perhaps the blood relationship of Chinese families is so miraculous that even if a heinous mistake is made, a reconciliation can be reached in the end.

Later, many people surrounded him, and Cheng Jin grabbed Cheng Dingfang's arm to prevent him from continuing to kowtow.

Cheng Dingfang raised his head and looked at him in embarrassment. His forehead was scratched with red marks and blood was stained.

Cheng Jin looked down and said hoarsely, "Dad, let's go home."

Cheng Dingfang shed a line of turbid tears. Since he was eight years old, Cheng Jin never called his father again.

"Hey, good, go home."

Cheng Ran turned his head, tears streaming down his face.

In fact, their ideas are the same, they all want to have a complete family, but the way of expression is wrong.

At that moment, the same picture suddenly appeared in the minds of the three people.

During the Chinese New Year, the whole family gathers together, and the mother cooks the dumplings and distributes them to the father, son and daughter according to the portion.

In order to eat the dumpling with the lucky coin, everyone in the family ate a big plate and lay on the sofa with their stomachs stretched to death.

Later Cheng Jin ate it, danced with joy, and asked his father for a PSP game console that is very popular at the moment.

My dad nodded in agreement, and my mom said, don't buy it if it's so expensive.

Cheng Ran clamored that she also wanted the new doll.

At that time, their family was still very happy. My father was young and handsome, and my mother had no wrinkles on her face.

And he and his sister are just two children who don't understand anything.

At that time, I just felt that this happiness came for granted. After many years passed, I never thought that such a scene would never happen again.

Zhou Baoshan accompanied Cheng Jin to his mother's funeral.

At the funeral, he was always afraid that Cheng Jin would suddenly collapse and start going crazy like he did at his grandfather's funeral.

But fortunately not, he has always been calm.

Going out of the funeral calmly, going to the grave, in front of a group of crying people, he kowtowed calmly, and then came back to prepare the banquet.

The only time when he was not calm was when his mother's urn was buried, Cheng Jin blinked and shed a few big crystal tears.

Zhou Baoshan saw his eyelashes tremble twice, like a reed covered with dew under the moon was blown by the wind and fell to the ground.

The weather was very cold, Zhou Boshan wore a black windbreaker and buried his neck in the collar. When he came back from the funeral, he touched Cheng Jin's hand while no one was paying attention, it was unbearably cold.

He put Cheng Jin's hand in his pocket and asked, "Why don't you wear more."

"I don't feel cold." Cheng Jin's voice was very hoarse, and he forced himself to smile at him.

"But I think you're cold." Zhou Boshan sighed, and adjusted the scarf for him, "Our teacher kept urging me to go back, but I just couldn't worry about you."

"I'm fine, fine."

"Well, I know, even if I'm here, I can't help you much, but at least it will make me feel at ease." Zhou Baoshan frowned, a shallow furrow formed between his handsome and sharp eyebrows.

"You're just a mess." Cheng Jin said.

"You're just a younger brother." Zhou Baoshan said, "You still make me call you brother every day, a younger brother through and through."

"Shut up your mouth." Cheng Jin hit him.

"I can't close it, unless you kiss me once. No, twice." Zhou Baoshan closed her eyes and pouted her mouth, looking a bit rascal.

Cheng Jin stuck it up and kissed it, it was the kind of breath he was familiar with.

It's hot and humid, coming from Zhou Boshan's body, similar to the smell of the sun.

After the funeral, Zhou Boshan returned to Li Village.

Cheng Jin also got busy and returned to his studies.

He moved his family back to Zhou Boshan's, and on the day he returned to school, he was still wearing his overcoat.

That day, people from the next class all quietly came to see Cheng Jin, the girls were excited and whispered about his clothes, the boys said disdainfully, hey, he’s just a nerd who only knows how to solve problems.

In fact, they also know that Cheng Jin is not at all. He can shoot very beautiful three-pointers on the basketball court, and he can also play the guitar with one hand. center of gaze.

It's just that he is too young, so he is arrogant and arrogant, and it is difficult to admit that others are better than himself.

Cheng Jin piled the books on the side of the table as usual, and went to the cafeteria to eat after the second class.

It's just that when he came back, Zhou Baoshan was missing by his side.

He sat on the seat and found that there was something extra in the drawer, as if someone had secretly put it in when he had just left.

It was a clear plastic jar, like the kind used to hold planet cups or candy.

It was full of colorful paper notes, Cheng Jin opened the jar and took apart one at random, and saw that it said - "Come on, Xueba! You are the best!"

"Handsome Cheng, you're finally back. Without you, we girls face the crooked people in the class every day, and it feels very difficult. Come on!"

"Punch the duck, rush the duck, Mr. Bancao."

"Although you fight, skip class, climb over the wall, eat spicy strips in class, and sleep. You are so arrogant and domineering that you put the gangster from the vocational high school next door into the hospital, but we know that you are a good boy hahaha. This represents us The voice of the boys in the class ~ Of course you are the second most handsome in the world compared to me."

This article looks like it was written by Zhang Kai, that guy has always had the confidence of a fan.

"Xueba, thank you for teaching me physics problems every time, work hard, everything will be fine ~ (smile)"

"I don't know what to say. I feel that you are usually very cold, but you are also very good! I can feel that you are very attractive. Come on, tomorrow will be better."

"Hehe, I actually like you very much, but I feel that you are more suitable for Zhou Baoshan. Many girls think so. Come on, come on! Fuck you!"

"You will definitely be admitted to a good university, love you love you~"

"People who are good-looking and good at studying must work hard to live, no matter what happens, they must face it with a smile~"

"Be good with Mr. Shan, brother will always support you."

"I have always admired you very much. No matter how much wind blows, it is impossible to keep blowing. When the wind stops, it will be fine. Come on, Cheng Jin."

Cheng Jin carefully read them one by one, smiling subconsciously for a while, and feeling so heartbroken that he wanted to cry.

Everyone in the class was cheering him on, even though there might be some people whose names he couldn't remember.

But these words of encouragement are like faint dots of light one after another, converging together to form a river of light.

Slowly flowing in his heart, illuminating and warming him.

Cheng Jin also tore off the label, wrote a note and put it in, then closed the lid.

"Although this world is not beautiful, but because of you, I will love it as always."