Flight of the Bumblebee

Wang Sheng opened his eyes in the ICU, and the first thing he said after waking up was to his parents standing beside the bed, their eyes swollen from crying.

He has all kinds of tubes inserted in his body, and he has no sensation except in his right hand.Wang Sheng opened the breathing mask with his hands, and in the way of confessing his last words, full of resentment—"Xu Chidong's grandson hurt me, cut him into seventy or eighty pieces for me..." After finishing speaking, he passed out. His mother was so scared that she almost lost her breath. The doctor and nurse Ula brought in a large group of people, politely drove his parents out, and began to give him first aid.

Wang Sheng didn't deserve to die. The Ferrari 458 he just bought turned into a pile of rotten iron in the collision.It rained that day, and he was dragged out of the burning car, and his life was saved.

That night when Wang Sheng came out of the bar, he happened to run into Xu Chidong, who was also a rich second generation, and the two had a little friction at the door.But Wang Sheng didn't take it seriously, he was in a good mood that day, even though the sky was cloudy and rainy.He drove away from the door of the bar, the torrential rain was hitting his new car, the windshield wiper was working crazily, Wang Sheng was humming a ditty, and planned to call Shi Leping in Vienna.

Suddenly, a Lamborghini jumped out from the side, and rushed ahead of him in arrogance.This made Wang Sheng very angry, he stepped on the accelerator hard, and circled in front of the Lamborghini.The two sports cars were speeding desperately on the slippery road. Wang Sheng saw Xu Chidong's window pulled down from the car glass, and challenged him.

The traffic lights hung high in the rain, and the speed of this car had reached 200 kilometers per hour. Xu Chidong, who was blocking him in front, made a rapid drift and escaped from the left side, but Wang Sheng couldn't dodge in time. Seeing the yellow warning strips pulled apart, he rushed straight to the road section under construction ahead.He slammed on the brakes and slammed the steering wheel, but crashed into the front of a cement truck parked in the middle of the road, nearly killing him.Fortunately, the rain came suddenly, and there were still many workers at the construction site. Seeing that the situation was not right, they rushed to open the door of the car before the ambulance arrived and rescued him.

After Wang Sheng's parents were kicked out of the ICU, they wept silently in the corridor with their family members who rushed over.Seeing that something was wrong, Xu Chidong's grandson ran away a few days ago.If you still stay in China, this is not something that can be solved with a broken arm.If Wang Sheng really died, even if Xu Chidong ran to the ends of the earth, his family members standing in the hospital corridor would not let him go.

During his month in the ICU, he was sometimes sober and sometimes confused. Time was like an intermittent string, pulling his memory.After leaving the white room full of various instruments, Wang Sheng finally felt a little bit of relief, probably because the number of tubes on his body decreased, and his body's functions gradually recovered after the trauma.

One afternoon, he saw the white curtains being blown by the wind in the sun, golden dust flying in the light, and he even smelled the fragrance of green grass coming from the window.But there is only the smell of disinfectant in the hospital, and there is no smell of green grass.

Sometimes he even thought he was in Vienna, the footsteps of winter were gradually approaching, and it must be a desolate scene outside.But when he opened his eyes, there were still new leaves growing on the branches outside the window, so vivid, and the sun was shining warmly into his room, Wang Sheng remembered that he was still in China.

He closed his eyes again and fell into a drowsy sleep.

Those eyes stared straight at him, red and swollen like peaches soaked in a jar of sweet water, did they cry?

Don't cry, I'm alive and well.Knowing that when you are sad, you don't like to be noticed by others, don't cry, people outside will laugh when they see it.

I really want to kiss away the tears at the corners of your eyes, if those tears flowed for me.

When you're dying, the last thing you think about is you.

Why didn't I go to you that night?Even though he had put on his shoes, he put his hand on the doorknob, but he still didn't open the door.

You are always in the dream, clearly in front of your eyes, but actually far away in the sky, like Lin Ze's fairy, being teased mercilessly by you.

Leping...

When Wang Sheng opened his eyes and saw the person sitting by the bed, he thought it was a dream, reached out his right hand to touch his red and swollen eyes, and asked softly, "How long have you been here?"

Shi Leping answered him: "Since sitting at noon until now, you have not woken up."

Only then did Wang Sheng realize that what was in front of him was not a dream, his breath surged up, he was choked by his own breath, and he couldn't breathe on the bed.Shi Leping was in a hurry to ring the bell, but he stopped him. Wang Sheng took a breath and said to him, "Why are you here?"

"I'll come to see you." He said slightly choked up, with a forced smile on his face.

"It looks good." At such a time, he was still in the mood to joke with him, but Shi Leping couldn't laugh at all.

"At least I got my life back, so please be happy for me." He took his hand and said.

"The scourge will last for a thousand years." Shi Leping said these words with a smile.

It has been a week since the last semester started, but Shi Leping still asked the school for three days off to see Wang Sheng.This is the most important period for him. In two months, the school in the UK will start auditing. He must race against time to prepare for the upcoming exam.

Originally, Wang Sheng was supposed to work hard with him at the Vienna Conservatory for the exam in two months, but now, he has no way to go back.

This is a warm southern city. Half a world away, Vienna is wrapping up a coat to welcome the coming winter, but they are walking on the path by the lake in short sleeves.It's not like autumn. Shi Leping said that this is the continuation of summer. Listen, there are still cicadas coming from the tall trees.

Wang Sheng is sitting in a wheelchair, he hasn't come out for a long time.He didn't like being pushed around the hospital, like a disabled person, he couldn't help himself.Before, a nurse suggested to take him out to bask in the sun, but he sternly refused, and even dropped the vase that his family members sent to visit him in the ward.He had a bad temper after the accident, but these emotions were never shown in front of Xerox plane.

He already knew his future from his parents.

The injury recovered very well, and I can live like a normal person, but I just can't play the piano.

A musician's body is more fragile than glass, and once broken, it cannot be put back together as it was.

His left hand suffered a comminuted fracture, and it was difficult to even grasp it, let alone do long-term sports.

It’s over.

It was the first word that popped into his head when he woke up.

Shi Leping pushed him to the edge of the lake, where wild ducks were playing in the water, carefully cleaning their feathers.There is also a group of migratory birds resting here temporarily. After drinking enough water, they will fly to places further south for the winter.This warm city can't keep them?

The wind was blowing gently, Shi Leping took off the scarf around his neck, and put it on Wang Sheng.Wang Sheng asked him how many more days he could stay here, and he said he was leaving tomorrow.It took two days to go back and forth on the plane, and the time left for them was actually less than 24 hours.

Wang Sheng said, these days I always dream that the two of us played the piano all night by the Danube River, and then fell asleep leaning against the pier of the bridge. When we woke up, we found a homeless man sleeping next to us. light.

Shi Leping also remembered it, and said with a smile: "The tramp woke up behind, and borrowed your Canelli to play an aria on Bach's G string."

Wang Sheng is also recalling this incident: "When I heard this song early in the morning, my whole body and mind were relaxed. I was thinking at that time, Vienna is really worthy of being a city of art, and even homeless people have a skill. Looking back now Come on, who would be a good musician instead of a tramp? That person must have many unknown experiences, and it may be one of our predecessors. What do you think?"

Shi Leping could only persuade him not to think too much, and take care of his body with peace of mind, and we will talk about the future.

What else could he say?

This time they met, they didn't mention Britain, they didn't mention the planned future, and they didn't even talk about school affairs.Shi Leping knew that Wang Sheng would never go back.

The wind on the lake became violent, and the migratory birds that had been resting peacefully by the lake took off anxiously, and the leaves made a rustling sound and swayed in the forest.After the operation, Wang Sheng felt chills from the gust of wind. Shi Leping hugged him from behind, and pressed his warm chest against his cold back.

The wind was blowing in my ears, and the migratory birds flapped their slender wings and made sharp calls one after another.

Wang Sheng's confession is hidden in the wind, hidden in the sound of wings dancing wildly.

Shi Leping didn't hear clearly, and asked him, "What did you just say?"

"No, I just said winter is coming."

He looked at the lake, as if he really saw the scene of the branches and leaves dying soon.

After recovering from the injury, Wang Sheng had almost no memory for half a year.It wasn't because of the aftermath of the car accident, but because he lived too recklessly, and he was awake for less than two hours a day, so he couldn't form a coherent memory.

One night after he was discharged from the hospital, he took his canellis out of his parents' house, drove to the river a few kilometers away, and threw the millions of famous violins off the bridge angrily.

After the car accident, he didn't have too much resistance to driving a car, but he could only drive at a safe speed, and he would feel dizzy at a slightly faster speed.The doctor said it was post-traumatic stress disorder, which is also a kind of sequelae.He thought to himself: The symptoms of this sequelae are too mild. It would be nice if he could be so scared that he could never drive a car, or that he would have breathing problems whenever he saw a car.

He gave up on himself, didn't care about his body at all, and paralyzed himself with alcohol and drugs. He even called it a serf who turned over and was liberated. He no longer had to work hard every day to practice the piano.

During that time, he also left Shi Leping behind.

Shi Leping=violin=Vienna=dream, it will soon remind him of his waste-like self.

How ridiculous, not even being able to miss the one he loves, this is the biggest trauma in his heart, much worse than only driving a car at a safe speed.

During that time, he didn't take the initiative to contact Shi Leping, and he rarely answered his calls.In a trance, I learned that he passed the exam, he graduated, and he went to England...

very nice.

On the other side of the earth, Wang Sheng held up the overflowing wine to bless him far away, then turned around and threw himself into another embrace of warm jade and fragrance.

There are as many fairies in Linze as you want; the gully of desire can never be filled.

Like everyone else in this city, he is dissolute, unbearable, chaotic, and intoxicated. He always keeps a smile on his face, but he is still very lonely.

Finally one day, Wang Sheng woke up. He saw the sad and worried eyes of his parents, and he felt remorse.Like the prodigal sons in the storybooks, they put away their absurd and ridiculous lives, and lived lifelessly as a mediocre person.

Later, Xiaoxiao and Shi Leping's younger brother started a tour, and he also went to see it, and the audience responded very well.The ones on the stage are really a couple, a golden boy and a jade girl.

Still later, his brother ran away.Shi Leping hurriedly ended his studies in the UK, stayed in China because of his disobedient brother, and opened a small record company.

The golden dream stayed in Vienna forever, whether it was his or Schlepping's.

On that rippling night, the shepherd blew his reed flute, and the empty grapes of dreams were so fragile that they could not withstand a gust of wind and turned into bubbles.

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