lovelorn too little

Early on Monday morning, Lu Xinyi had to catch the six o'clock high-speed train back to school to take the 08:30 exam. After waking up, he washed up in the bathroom, and Zhou Ping was outside helping him pack his schoolbag.

On the way to the high-speed rail station after breakfast, Lu Xinyi was still dizzy from sleepiness, and woke up holding Zhou Ping's hand.

After the high-speed train started, he put on the hat on his hoodie, lowered his head and continued to review, because there was no one following him this time, and he happened to be the only one sitting in the car, so after a while, Lu Xinyi secretly shed a few tears , falls on the textbook.

It's not the first time he separated from Zhou Ping in such a hasty way, but he didn't feel that he was weak, it was taken for granted that he was weak, he just felt reluctant to part with Zhou Ping, afraid that he would feel lonely after a busy day The place where I will go back is waiting for him, every day.

The time was already in a hurry just now, Lu Xinyi was about to get on the train when he entered the station, and he was very familiar with the high-speed rail station, so he didn't let Zhou Ping get off the car to see him off, and said goodbye to him in the car. Hold him for a while.

After a while, Lu Xinyi wiped her tears with the sleeve of her hoodie, took out her phone from her schoolbag and sent a message to Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping was going to Jiaxing, and immediately set off after seeing Lu Xinyi off. On the way, his cell phone rang several times. When he opened it, it was a message from Lu Xinyi: [Happy every day.jpg][Blowing kisses.gif][Next time make love together.jpg 】

Zhou Ping: [Crying? 】

Lu Xinyi: [touch buttocks.jpg]

Zhou Ping: [Speak. 】

After a while, Lu Xinyi returned a two-second voice, the word "um" mixed with the noise of the high-speed train running.

On the expressway to Jiaxing, Zhou Ping, who was holding his mobile phone, subconsciously turned his head back, but he only saw the black asphalt concrete road along the way, and blurred road signs flashing past quickly.

He sent a long message back to Lu Xinyi: I won't be so busy during the Chinese New Year, I can play games with you at home, or I can go outside to celebrate your birthday.Take the exam well, and remember to close the windows when you sleep at night.You have to wash the underwear by yourself in the small washing machine. The blue one in the laundry room on the second floor has been taught to you. Bring it next time, so you don’t need to wear underwear in the future.

Lu Xinyi opened the calendar, found the day of the new year, and wrote a note:? ? .

On the day he finished the exam, there was a little snow in Shanghai.

At that time, he had already finished dinner with his roommate and returned to Zhongyu’s house. He was the only one in the house. Suddenly, snow fell profusely in the gray sky. He was very excited and ran to the balcony to take photos and record small videos. I sent it to Zhou Ping, but Zhou Ping didn't reply to him until the evening.

Lying on the bed, Lu Xinyi looked through the chat records of the two of them, only to find that Zhou Ping hadn't responded to his messages in the past few days, only when he called the previous morning, Zhou Ping answered it once.

But the messages he sent were nothing important, and I knew that Zhou Ping was really busy. When I called yesterday at 06:30 in the morning, Lu Xinyi got up to endorse. At that time, Zhou Ping hadn't slept yet, maybe he was in the car. His voice was a little hoarse, and he asked him how he was doing in the exam, and whether Rong Qi took him to buy clothes.

He also said that he was no longer in Hangzhou, and that it was a place that Lu Xinyi had never heard of. He spoke vaguely, and in the end Lu Xinyi didn't hear clearly.

In fact, Lu Xinyi wanted to find Zhou Ping, probably because of the snow, the room was cold anyway, and he couldn't wait for Zhou Ping's news, he was sleepy much earlier than usual when he was at school, so he hurriedly took a shower , fell asleep on the bed, thinking of calling him the next day.

He was too tired. Before this day, he had to go to class on time every day from Monday to Friday and take time to do homework. Later, he had to review, which was more tiring than class, and because he had to go to Zhou Ping on weekends and couldn’t accompany Jay, so he could only Go to the hospital on a weeknight.

For one or two months, seven days a week, he had almost no time to rest. After he suddenly relaxed, Lu Xinyi fell ill.

When he got up the next day when it snowed, he felt something was wrong. He was still dizzy after breakfast. He has a fever.

"Where is the medicine box at home?" the aunt asked, "You can't do it like this. You should go to the hospital. I heard people say that you have caught a cold recently, and you have a serious fever at night."

Lu Xinyi drank some hot water and became more awake, but she didn't know where the medicine box was or if there was one.

He asked his aunt to cook first, and went upstairs to find it by himself.

He and Zhou Ping didn't have the two bedrooms that he and Zhou Ping used the most. Auntie came to find them again. Seeing Lu Xinyi sitting on the floor with her back against the bed and looking down at her phone, she suddenly sighed and squatted in front of him and said, "When will the family return?"

Although Lu Xinyi has said many times that he is 20 years old, the aunt who cooks still treats him like a child easily.

"In a few days."

The aunt said: "I will make some porridge for you to drink, and I will help you buy medicine later, but if you still feel uncomfortable at four or five o'clock, I must ask someone to accompany you to the hospital, do you understand?"

Lu Xinyi nodded and said, "I know."

Before going to see Jay in the afternoon, Lu Xinyi registered a number for herself, and took the medicine immediately after taking it.Afraid of infecting Jay, he only stood at the door of the ward for a while.

Jay's hair has all fallen out, and he is so thin that he is out of shape.

Lu Xinyi has checked the name of Jay's disease that the doctor said many times, chronic myelogenous leukemia, blast phase, and sometimes he wonders whether Jay can survive this winter. He has never seen the appearance of southern China. It rarely snows in winter.

But sometimes I think, so what if I have seen it, so what if I haven’t seen it. He has been blind for so many years and has been tortured by diseases for so many years. Maybe the concept of winter or snow has long been blurred in his brain. up.

Because he didn't plan to stay in bed with him, Lu Xinyi decided to go back early. When he was about to leave, he ran into Jay's attending doctor in the corridor leading a group of doctors to make rounds. Lu Xinyi first said, "Hello, Doctor Tang." Then he said hello to each of them.

Several young doctors greeted him and asked him how his exam was going.

Lu Xinyi was young and good-looking. He came to the hospital by himself every day. He was skinny and pitiful, so there were two older female doctors who especially liked him.

Tang Mingcheng nodded and hummed, motioning for the doctors behind to go to the ward first, and then stopped to talk to Lu Xinyi: "Aren't you staying tonight?"

Lu Xinyi said: "I have a cold, I'm afraid of contagion."

Tang Mingcheng lowered his head and looked at him carefully. His eyes were red, his complexion was not good, his lips were pale, and he had a bad cold. He frowned and said, "Have you taken any medicine? You shouldn't run out like this. Are you on vacation? Stay at home." Come back quickly in a few days. The old man’s condition is quite stable these days, doctors, nurses and escorts are enough, and it’s useless for you to come here.”

The words are not polite, but also kind.Apart from the fact that Zhou Ping is his boss, Tang Mingcheng also likes Lu Xinyi a lot.

He had passed through quite a few leukemia patients, and Lu Xinyi was not the family member who showed the most heart-wrenching performance among them, but as the time spent getting along became longer, Tang Mingcheng always felt that Lu Xinyi was the kind of person that people cared about.

He didn't cry all the time, he was very quiet when he listened to the doctor's words, as if he could bear any situation, once Tang Mingcheng couldn't hold back his mouth because Lu Xinyi always looked so strong, and said something like "" Now this is just waiting, mainly to see if he can turn himself around."

The meaning of these words is equivalent to "waiting for death". Before Tang Mingcheng had time to regret, Lu Xinyi's tears came down without any emotion brewing. His lips trembled, and he lowered his head and pinched the white sheet on the hospital bed and said in a low voice :"I see."

After that time, Tang Mingcheng realized that Lu Xinyi cared more about Jay's life and death than heart-piercing pain.

He also doesn't see him as a big kid who "can take anything" anymore.

Lu Xinyi nodded and said, "I know the doctor."

Tang Mingcheng patted him on the shoulder, smiled at him, and said, "Okay, let's go home."

After arriving home, Lu Xinyi told the driver that he would not go out the next day, told him not to come, and went upstairs to take medicine and sleep.

After sleeping until midnight, he was awakened by thirst, with a burning pain in his throat, and the pain was not relieved after drinking water. He went to look for medicine to take, and saw that there were still people chatting in the dormitory group, discussing the newly released Two grades, just click in and say: What should I do if I have a cold?

Zhao Hongdao: Banlangen, omnipotent, do you have it at home?

Lu Xinyi looked through the medicine prescribed by the doctor, but there was nothing in it, he said: I'll look for it.

Zhao Hongdao: Have a cold?Then why haven't you slept yet?

Lu Xinyi wrote back: fell asleep and woke up again.

Then he put down his phone and went to the medicine cabinet again.

He walked to the door of Zhou Ping's study, and when he opened the door and found that the door was locked, he realized that he had never entered this room. Sometimes Zhou Ping worked in it after work, and when he wanted to find Zhou Ping, he also knocked outside. knock on the door.

Lu Xinyi felt more and more dizzy. He touched his forehead, probably because his palms were also hot. He couldn't feel hot or cold, but felt pain all over his body. The idea of ​​Banlangen.

He remembered that Zhou Ping once went to the place where he was looking for spare keys. He had to go to the first floor after a lot of effort. He took a large bunch of keys up there with a dazed eye, and tried them one by one.

After trying the last one, the door finally opened, and a gust of cold wind rushed over. Lu Xinyi shivered violently. He turned on the light, and trembling, he searched for bookshelves and bookcases, and then went to Zhou Ping's desk.

The drawers were opened one by one. There were many things inside, but they were neatly arranged. Lu Xinyi turned them into a mess, and he didn't have the energy to restore them to their original state.

The burning was so severe that even his thoughts were confused. Lu Xinyi didn't think about how there was a medicine box where the portfolio was kept, but just flipped through it mechanically until a portfolio with a familiar language from a strange country on the cover attracted him. attention.

During the time Zhou Ping was not at home, the air conditioner was not turned on in the study room, and the indoor temperature was close to zero, and the body feeling may be much lower than zero.

Suffering from a high fever, Lu Xinyi wore only loose white T-shorts, sat on the log-colored wooden floor, and couldn't stop flipping through the thick stack of archives written in Russian.

There are too many things involved in a drug village on the border, beyond the imagination of a silly poor boy. The military and political attitudes of China and Russia determine its life and death, and that attitude can be controlled by capital in the first place. manipulation.

From it, Lu Xinyi read about her shallowness and ignorance all along, as well as the complexity and cruelty of the world.

His eyes were swollen and painful, and his forehead twitched to express his protest with pain. His eyes fell on a short paragraph of dialogue that seemed to have no sense of existence in thousands of words, and he couldn't move away. Someone asked Zhou for instructions. Are there any individuals that need to be protected, Zhou Ping said, no.

Ivan, Vera and Aif in the village, Lu Xinyi and Jay on the edge of the village.No.