petition to god

002

"Come on, babies, look here, three, two, one—"

"Crack", the camera freezes the scene in front of me, there are three rows of children standing on the steps at the entrance of the orphanage, and Ran Yao and Nan Xi are in the middle of the second row.The dean asked Ran Yao to come down a row. He was short, and he could barely see the tip of his head standing behind him, but he pouted unwillingly and wanted to be next to Nan Xi.

Nan Xi had nothing to do with him. One second before the shutter was pressed, she put her right hand around Ran Yao's armpit and hugged him up.

The children left one after another, and the dean was packing up the tripod. Ran Yao hesitated on the spot, his little hands clenched tightly. Seeing that the camera cover had been closed, he pursed his lips and ran forward, pouting softly. cheek: "Dean!"

The imposing voice, even though it was tender, the dean was still startled, turned his head, looked at Ran Yao, and said lovingly: "Xiaoyao, what's the matter?"

"Can you..." Ran Yao turned around to look at Nan Xi, who was standing on the steps with his hands in his pockets, kicking the stones beside his feet, he turned around and asked, "Can you take a picture of Nan Xi and me alone? "

Whenever a child is adopted from the orphanage, before leaving, there will be a group photo left. Ran Yao has already posted four photos on the bedside, and today is the fifth photo. Every time he wants to take a photo alone with Nan Xi In the photo, he was afraid that Nanxi would be taken away by adults, and he wanted to remember Nanxi forever.

"Okay." The dean took off the camera cover again, and waved at him, "Let Nan Xi come over."

Ran Yao called Nan Xi, and the other party looked impatient, but he waited on the steps and did not leave.He slowly swayed to Ran Yao's side, looking at the camera with no expression on his face, Ran Yao stretched out his flat clothes, scratched his bangs, his fair face was flushed, solemnly took Nan Xi's arm, and laughed loudly at the dean.

"You..." Nan Xi stared at his hand, "Why hold me?"

Ran Yao curled up his five fingers in a daze, and bit his lips: "I... oh."

As she spoke, Nan Xi retracted her arm in a coy gesture, and with a "tsk", she pulled his wrist and wrapped it around her arm, and tilted her head coolly: "Look at the camera."

"Kacha", this time it was a group photo of only two people.

The orphanage turned off the lights at nine o'clock every night. Ran Yao's bed was on the left side of Nan Xi. He pulled the quilt over his head, quietly waited for the director to leave, then sneaked out of bed, barefoot, and jumped to Nan Xi's bed.

"Nan Xi, I can..." Before he finished speaking, Nan Xi raised the corner of the quilt, opened his eyes, and signaled him to come in.

Ran Yao was a full head shorter than Nan Xi, and if he wanted to face him face to face, he couldn't reach his toes.Ran Yao thought about it for a long time, made a decision for a long time, and still shrugged up, his eyes were at the same level with Nan Xi, and he didn't feel sleepy at all when he closed his eyes, he didn't want to sleep, he wanted to spy on Nan Xi.

The moonlight fell on the window like a veil, and the light that slipped into the room fell on Nan Xi. After a while, Ran Yao asked softly, "Nan Xi, are you asleep?"

Nan Xi didn't fall asleep and didn't respond, he knew that Ran Yao had something to say later.

Ran Yao fiddled with him, puffed out his chest and approached him, searched for his hand in the quilt, found it, held it, and murmured: "I know, you are the one who was adopted this time, yes Bar?"

Nan Xi stiffened her shoulders, but Ran Yao didn't notice, staring at his lips hesitantly: "You didn't tell me because you were afraid that I would be sad?"

no.Nan Xi answered in her heart, her brows unconsciously furrowed.

Ran Yao laughed "hehe", he didn't know why he was laughing, a six-year-old child is not very good at controlling his emotions, but he wanted to be more relaxed, thinking that in this way, Nan Xi would be able to leave in a down-to-earth manner Here it is: "I'm not sad, I have your photo, when I miss you, just look at the photo."

After saying this, Ran Yao realized that he might cry, his nasal cavity was sore, Nan Xi's face gradually became blurred, he closed his eyelids, squeezed out two tears as big as beans, and tried not to let out as much as possible while holding his breath With a sound, two small hands wiped their face indiscriminately, and quickly stretched back under the quilt to grab Nan Xi.

Ran Yao fell asleep very quickly, and after a while, tears were still hanging from the corners of her eyes, and her breathing had already been evened out.Nan Xi opened her eyes in the dark, raised her upper body, put her arms around Ran Yao, and pressed him into her arms.

"No." Nan Xi answered Ran Yao's question abruptly, "I was afraid that seeing your reaction would make me lose my mind and leave."

In winter, the orphanage’s lobby is burning with fire, hot and boring. Nan Xi took off his coat and only wore a thin long sleeve. He sat on the sofa and watched Ran Yao push open the window, stretching his neck on tiptoes as if reaching for something. .

The slender waist was swinging back and forth in front of the window sill, Nan Xi grew impatient, walked over and stuck to his back, just stretched out his hand out of the window, and was stunned, where Ran Yao's fingertips pointed, lay a wounded skylark.

"Nan Xi, save it." Ran Yao turned around, moaning, with snot on his lips.

This is crying?Nan Xi was a little depressed, Ran Yao cried for him, and also for an unrelated bird, the gold content of these tears was really not very high.

Depressed and depressed, he kept moving. He carefully covered the skylark's brown-gray feathers, gently gathered its chubby body, and brought it closer. Only then did he see clearly that the little guy's wings were broken, one leg was lame, There is no reaction at all when people hold it up, and they don't even know whether they are alive or dead.

While thinking about it, Ran Yao asked, "Is it... dead?"

"Not dead." The two words blurted out, Nan Xi didn't even think why he dared to be so sure, he only cared about one thing, he didn't want to see Ran Yao cry again.

Ran Yao tugged at his cuff: "Then let's save it, shall we?"

Nan Xi nodded, holding the dying bird in both hands, walked through the lobby, and glanced at Ran Yao when he went upstairs. The other party's big clear eyes were fixed on the skylark in his hand, and he went back to the room. The awkwardness didn't go away either.

Taking out the medicine box in the cabinet, Nanxi applied the medicine to Yunque, and Ran Yao held on to the scissors, cut the bandage into small strips, wrapped them in circles, and tied them. Into a bulging lump.

A week passed, and Nan Xi was leaving.The night before leaving, the two of them shared a bed, and there was a small basket on the bedside cabinet, inside the basket was a flower handkerchief that Ran Yao wiped his nose, and used it as a quilt for the recovering little skylark.

It was impossible for Ran Yao to sleep, her face flushed red, she couldn't breathe, so she stopped holding back and sobbed.Nan Xi sighed silently in his heart, he couldn't leave, he had to think of a reason to politely refuse to choose his family.

"Nan Xi." Ran Yao rubbed against his body and straightened his back, "I lied, I'm so sad, woo woo woo, it's not good to have photos."

Nan Xi held back her laughter, stretched her arms and legs under the blanket pretending to be comfortable, then wrapped herself around Ran Yao, and the two of them twisted together.

What Nan Xi didn't expect was that Ran Yao didn't hesitate this time, just took a mouthful of "baji" on his lips, sucked loudly, and then started biting and sucking on his face again, endlessly.

The series of intimacy fascinated Nan Xi, and he had a face full of laughter, but he didn't dislike it. He thought that Ran Yao would sleep peacefully when he was tired from tossing around, but who knew that the next sentence made Nan Xi completely sleepless. .

"You take me away."

Nan Xi hurriedly sat up from the bed, Ran Yao was frightened, and slipped out of his pajamas, took a long time to grab Nan Xi's neck, sat up straight, and looked at him with teary eyes.Nan Xi scratched his hair, rougher than a bird's nest. Ran Yao's words made his whole body go numb. It was a kind of longing, a ridiculous longing that he had thought about but didn't dare to say.

He licked his lips, glanced at the door, and asked urgently, "Are you willing to be the dean? Are you willing to be willing to grow up with you?"

Ran Yao scratched at the knuckle of his index finger with his thumb, and replied falteringly: "No, I haven't thought about it, I just miss you."

"I want to leave the orphanage, because we have to leave here sooner or later. If we leave earlier, it will be easier than later." Nan Xi lifted the quilt and jumped out of bed, standing in the thick night and looking at Ran Yao, The moonlight illuminates his outline, and the bright Ran Yao's eyes are full of light.

"Let's run." Nan Xi smiled, and Ran Yao was taken aback. In his memory, this was the first time he smiled at himself. Before he could speak, he heard him say, "From now on, you follow me, and I will protect you."

Six or seven-year-old children don't know what an oath is, but Ran Yao keeps this sentence firmly in his heart and keeps it all his life.He nodded like a chick pecking at rice, and exhaled twice to express his excitement. They made promises to each other under the moon, so innocent, so young.

Wearing down jackets and summer clothes squeezed into backpacks, the two children don't have much luggage, money, water or food. At an age that is ignorant of the outside world, they dare to venture into the unknown. Together, there is nothing to fear no matter where you go.

Nan Xi left a slingshot for the dean. It was the only thing in his schoolbag when he came to the orphanage. It may be related to his native family and has important meaning to him, but he still kept it. After being given up by him, from then on, all he wanted was Ran Yao.

What Ran Yao left to the dean was a painting of the orphanage and the surrounding scenery. The lines drawn by the crayons were crooked and not very pretty, but it made him feel the meaning of "home" for the first time.Now he is about to give up, abandoning this place that passively became his home, it was Nanxi who gave him the courage to freely choose his destination.

Ran Yao picked up the small basket on the bedside table and followed Nan Xi's footsteps.

They gently closed the door of the villa, ran out of the empty yard, and left the past behind in a cool manner. The winter snow "creaked" under their feet, and a thick pad soaked their trousers.Going down the stone steps, jumping onto the flat mountain road, looking back, the orphanage stands on the dark mountainside, containing the memories of their two years of living together.

At that time, Ran Yao thought that from this moment on, Nan Xi was the whole meaning of his life.