police!don't run!

Jian Zhou didn't dare to go directly to Shen Jun's house to live. He didn't know whether Jian Ning's call to call the police was just a moment of anger or he really wanted to do it.

But Shen Jun is a policeman after all, so if this kind of thing is really involved, it will probably be very troublesome.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally dragged his suitcase back to his grandfather's house.

The old man's memory is not very good, but his body has always been very strong. When Jian Zhou returned, he was happily watching others play chess with his hands behind his back from the community.

Jian Zhou walked over and called him.

The old man raised his head, looked Jian Zhou up and down, patted him on the shoulder kindly, and said with a smile, "Little classmate, why don't you go home for dinner after this time?"

"...Grandpa?" Jian Zhou's already unwell face became even more ugly, he pursed his lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "I am Jian Zhou."

Uncle Wang, who was playing chess, took the time to glance at the two, and said to Grandpa Jian Zhou with a smile, "Old Han, don't you know your grandson?"

Grandpa Jian Zhou stared at Uncle Wang immediately, and scolded with a smile, "You old king, you can talk nonsense, my son is not married yet, where is the grandson?"

Jian Zhou's tightly pursed lips were completely drained of color.

…Obviously he came here last week, last week his grandfather called him 'Xiao Zhou' affectionately, and was happy because of his arrival, greeted him with greetings, and gave him peanuts and candy from the TV cabinet.

Although his grandfather's memory has been declining, and the doctor said in advance that this might happen, but when he was really forgotten, Jian Zhou felt completely unable to accept it.

In just five days, can the traces of one person's existence be completely erased in another's heart?Are those simple and trivial lives day after day, and those feelings accumulated bit by bit, so easily forgotten?

Jian Zhou suppressed the bitterness in his heart and came back to his senses, only to find that his grandfather had already walked towards the building, leaving only his back.

Uncle Wang cast his sympathetic gaze on Jian Zhou, and comforted him, "Xiao Zhou, don't worry, people are like this when they get old, and their memory is getting worse day by day, so it's useless."

"By the way, I heard from Lao Han yesterday that his brothers in his hometown discussed taking him back to his hometown to take care of him, and he might leave next week. Do you know about this?"

Jian Zhou shook his head blankly, stood still for a moment, then suddenly picked up the suitcase and walked quickly to his grandfather's house.

The door was closed.

He knocked a few times, but no one came to open the door for him. Jian Zhou frantically took out the key from his pocket, opened the keyhole, but found that the key could not be turned at all.

The door lock looks new, probably just changed.

When he came back last week, the old man did mention that the door lock was not working well and wanted to get a new one. He also said that he would get a new key for him next time. Unexpectedly, the lock was changed, but his key was gone. .

Jian Zhou knocked on the door of his grandfather's house without giving up.

After knocking several times, the old man slowly opened the door. When he saw him, he asked suspiciously, "Little classmate, why are you coming back with me?"

Jian Zhou was silent for a while, then whispered, "I want to go home."

"Little classmate, which family are you from?" Grandpa Jian Zhou suddenly raised his hand and rubbed his hair. It was still the kindness and gentleness that Jian Zhou was familiar with, but it was mixed with alienation from strangers. Right, go back, there is no overnight feud in the family, maybe your parents are worried about you, they should be worried if you don't go back."

Grandpa Jian Zhou comforted him with the tone of an elder, but in the end he closed the door and left him alone.

Jian Zhou stared blankly at the door, for a long while, couldn't help but get red eyes, covered his eyes with the back of his hand, and muttered to himself, "...I belong to your family, where do you want me to go?"

For the first time in his life, he understood what it meant to be homeless.

His relatives, the only two relatives who are related to him by blood in this life, one does not recognize his son, and the other no longer remembers him at all.

Jian Zhou sat on the suitcase, and it took him a long time to get out of the confused and helpless situation. He rubbed his face and tried to cheer himself up.

His cheeks were swollen and sore, and he knew it was swollen even without looking. He searched for a long time in the suitcase, found a disposable mask and put it on. He put the baseball cap on his head, pulled the brim of the hat and pressed it , before leaving listlessly with lowered eyes.

Jianzhou made two phone calls to Shen Jun on the road, but they couldn't get through. He felt aggrieved and sent a WeChat message to ask him where he was, then dragged his suitcase to his house.

Now Jian Zhou felt nervous when he saw the closed door. He tried to knock on the door twice, but no one was home, only the excited cry of milk tea came from inside.

With sore eyes, Jian Zhou rubbed the red eye sockets with the back of his hand, and knocked on the door persistently with the other hand.

He knew that there was no one at home, and he had brought the key, but he wanted to go home, and he wanted someone at home to open the door for him.

In the room, Milk Tea kept pawing at the door with its paws, making harsh noises. Jian Zhou stopped his childish and nervous behavior, took out the key and opened the door.

After opening a crack, the milk tea rushed out and fell into Jian Zhou's arms.

Jian Zhou's heart warmed, he hugged Milk Tea, stroked its golden fur, "Milk Tea, I'm back."

Milk Tea stared at Jian Zhou with black round eyes, and after a while, licked his wet tongue lightly on his fingers, looking pitiful.

Jian Zhou pulled his suitcase and entered the door, because there were small animals at home, even if he was not at home, Shen Jun would always leave a light yellow light.

The warm light can always relieve one's fatigue, and Jian Zhou lay down on the bed exhausted, not wanting to move at all.

The phone vibrated in his pocket.

Jian Zhou took out his mobile phone, his bright black eyes were covered with a soft light under the lamp, he looked at the WeChat message sent by Shen Jun, his face suddenly turned cold.

【Where are you? 】

【at home】

Jian Zhou gritted his back molars and clenched the phone tightly, his palms were so painful.

...Shen Jun, you are doing well!

He stood in a stalemate for a long time, and in the end he didn't reply to WeChat or call. He threw his phone beside the bed and pulled the pillow to cover his face.

The darkness and suffocation made Jian Zhou frowned uncomfortably, his head hurt a little, boredom rushed in his body, he was extremely aggrieved, but he couldn't vent it.

The cell phone rang suddenly in the silence.

Jian Zhou frowned even tighter, he closed his eyes and fumbled for the phone, then hung up the call.

After a while, the bell rang again reluctantly.

Jian Zhou had no choice but to pick it up, but he heard Li Annan's anxious voice, "Brother, where have you been? Aunt passed out just now. We are in the hospital now. Come back quickly!"

Jian Zhou took a breath, his mind went blank for a moment, and then he jumped off the bed and hurried to the hospital.

There are people coming and going in the hospital, and everyone's face is different, either sad or happy.

Jian Zhou stood among the crowd and waited for the elevator. The elevator arrived at the first floor. He was anxious and uneasy. He turned around and ran from the safe passage to the ninth floor. He rushed out of Jianning's ward in three steps at a time.

Both Li Jianguo and Li Annan were sitting by the hospital bed to accompany Jian Ning.

Jian Zhou leaned against the wall and gasped, seeing his mother sitting on the hospital bed expressionlessly, her face was pale, and only one pair of eyes were red and swollen from crying.

For a moment, he didn't know whether he should go in, but Jian Ning had already turned his head, and the moment his eyes touched him, tears filled his eyes.

Jian Ning looked very weak, she stretched out her hand to Jian Zhou weakly, choked up and said, "Xiao Zhou, come here."

Jian Zhou lowered his head and stared at the gap in the floor, hesitated for a few seconds, then walked over slowly and took her hand.

"Xiao Zhou, it was my fault. I was sorry for you. I haven't been with you very well since you were a child. I always left you at home alone. It's because I didn't fulfill my responsibility as a mother. It's my fault. You It's fine to blame me, but, I beg you, I beg you, don't use this method to retaliate against me, okay?" Her tears dripped on the back of Jian Zhou's hand, which made people tremble, "I beg you Come on, don't treat yourself like this."

Jian Zhou pursed his lips and didn't speak. He didn't know that he just liked someone, how could it become revenge and abuse in the eyes of others, but he was already tired of defending, and he didn't want to quarrel with his mother at this time.

Jian Zhou was silent for a long time, and asked softly, "Don't you always think Shen Jun is very good? Why can't you accept me being with him?"

"What's so good about him, I was blind and misjudged the wrong person before!" Jian Ning said with a little excitement, "Xiao Zhou, stay away from him, he is not a good person, if he really loves you, he will cherish you." I won't sleep with you!"

Jian Zhou, "..."

Sometimes he really doesn't understand what adults think. Just because of one sexual orientation, he can deny all the qualities of a person. In the final analysis, it is just prejudice.

Prejudice is like a huge black hole that can swallow all the advantages of a person. Looking at people with prejudice is like closing your eyes and speculating secretly.

The ward suddenly became quiet, and several eyes fell on Jian Zhou.

Although Jian Zhou doesn't care much about strangers' opinions, he will inevitably feel bored when people stare at him with probing eyes, so he coldly raises his eyes and glances around, pushes those gazes back, and then looks at Jian Ning indifferently , asked, "When you were a volunteer teacher, if there was a child in the class who liked the same sex, would you think he was abnormal?"

Jian Zhou's indifferent expression and the word "you" made Jian Ning flustered and irritable. She stared at Jian Zhou, but found that she couldn't answer his question at all, "...it's different."

Li Jianguo handed the peeled apple to Jian Ning, patted her on the shoulder, got up and waved to Jian Zhou, "Xiao Zhou, come out first."

Li Jianguo led Jian Zhou through the long corridor outside the ward to a smoking area, took out a cigarette and lit one.

He leaned against the wall, pinching the space between his brows with one hand, swallowing clouds and mist unskillfully, and his suppressed emotions were shrouded in white mist. It was not until a cigarette was almost burned to the end that he slowly let out a foul breath and asked Jian Zhou. , "Didn't I tell you that you can't tell your mother before you graduate from college? Why did you say that?"

Jian Zhou got a headache from the smell of smoke. He frowned slightly, looked at Li Jianguo calmly, and replied, "Because she is my mother, she has the right to know, and I have no obligation to hide it."

"To be honest, I don't understand what is the meaning of your disclosure now, just for you and Shen Jun to have a fair and honest relationship?" Li Jianguo put out his cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can, "Tell your mother without thinking about any consequences, don't you think you are so Is it too selfish? Have you considered her feelings?"

"It was you who said at the beginning...you must have the awareness to hurt others." Jian Zhou lowered his eyes and asked in confusion, "Why are you accusing me now?"

"I was talking about the unavoidable situation, not now!" Li Jianguo was having a headache, his son was too stubborn, "Didn't I say that at least I have to wait until I graduate from college? Many things will be resolved for you in time. Maybe you and Shen Jun can't talk for that long at all, or maybe you will like other girls in college, there are so many possibilities in the future, why do you bother yourself now?"

Li Jianguo sighed, "Forget it, it's useless to talk about it now, you pack up your things and go home, you can't really sever the mother-child relationship because of this matter, let's take your time with your mother's ideological work, and one day we can Makes sense."

"I won't go back." Jian Zhou lowered his head listlessly, but his tone was firm. He rubbed his swollen cheeks through the mask, with a cold smile in his eyes, "Forget it."

Jian Zhou and Li Jianguo returned outside the ward and stopped where Jian Ning could not see.

Jian Zhou said, "I'm leaving."

"You..." Li Jianguo hesitated to speak, probably both mother and son were angry, and it would be useless to persuade anyone, so he stopped talking nonsense and waved his hands helplessly, "Come on, mother and son are almost carved out of the same mold. A stubborn one!"

Jian Zhou turned his head and left, almost colliding with the nurse who was running towards him.

"I'm sorry." The nurse apologized to him, raised the hospital ticket in her hand, and asked, "Which one of you is from Jianning's family, I was in a hurry to go through the hospitalization procedures, can you go and make up for it?"

Jian Zhou nodded, took the hospital ticket, "I'll go."

He rejected the bank card Li Jianguo handed over, "I have money."

Li Jianguo shook his head disapprovingly, "You and Shen Jun are just dating now, don't use his money."

"I have never used his money." Jian Zhou said with a calm expression, "I have money myself. Since junior high school, I have never used other people's money."

Jian Zhou suddenly remembered something, and added, "By the way, the card you gave me is in the first drawer of my desk, and I haven't touched the money inside."

Li Jianguo once gave Jian Zhou a bank card to pay living expenses on a regular basis every month, but he never thought that Jian Zhou had never used it. He opened his eyes in surprise and asked in disbelief, "Then what have you been doing all these years?" money?"

"I earned it by playing competitions." Although most taekwondo competitions do not have prize money, gyms usually give out rewards for winning awards. After all, every award won is a gimmick for their future recruitment and advertising.

Jian Zhou has no sportsmanship most of the time, and he doesn't like Taekwondo too much. He participates in competitions so frequently just to make money.

At that time, he didn't want to spend his family's money not out of anger, but because he felt that financial independence was a kind of confidence.

Without the involvement of money, no matter what he wants to do, no matter who he likes, he is innocent and frank.

It turns out he was right.

There were long queues at several windows of the inpatient department, and Jian Zhou stood impatiently at the back, took out his cell phone and checked, but Shen Jun still hadn't contacted him.

Ah.

Jian Zhou's stomach was full of evil fire, and he pressed the back of his hand against his always aching forehead.

He waited for a long time to complete the hospitalization procedures. When he turned around, he found an old acquaintance standing behind him.

Chen Mu.

This person was wearing a T-shirt and sweatpants in a neat manner. His clothes were washed white and looked a little old, but they were clean and tidy. The slovenliness in his memory had subsided a lot, and Jian Zhou almost didn't recognize him at a glance.

It was Chen Mu's turn to pay the hospital bill, but there was a little trouble, and the money was not enough.

Jian Zhou held out the bank card in front of Chen Mu with a cold face, and asked, "How much is the difference?"

Chen Mu stared at Jian Zhou, pushed his hand away, "No need."

Jian Zhou didn't have a hobby of meddling in other people's business. Since the other party didn't need it, he didn't force him, so he collected his receipts and bank card and left.

After walking a few steps, Chen Mu chased after him again.

"Then what..." Chen Mu hesitated, and it took a lot of determination to beg Jian Zhou, "Can you lend me some money?"

Jian Zhou stopped and asked him, "How much?"

Chen Mu looked a little embarrassed, "A lot... How much can you lend me?"

Jian Zhou estimated the financial situation of himself and Chen Mu in his heart, and replied, "I can lend you as much as you can repay me after three years."

"One..." Chen Mu gritted his teeth and asked, "Is it [-] yuan? I'll pay you back from a part-time job. At most, I'll pay you a few more copies. I'll definitely pay you back in three years!"

"How you earn is up to you." Jian Zhou gave Chen Mu the hospitalization form just now, and pointed to the opposite side of the blank, "First write the IOU, and the interest will be as per the bank's."

After Chen Mu wrote the IOU in a few strokes, Jian Zhou took it and stuffed it into his pocket, and quickly transferred the money to Chen Mu's card using online banking.

After the transfer, he couldn't help asking, "Who is sick?"

"My mother." Chen Mu fiddled with the phone, his voice sounded careless, but the hand hanging by his side was tightly clutching his pants, "Breast cancer."

Jian Zhou raised his eyes abruptly, speechless for a while.

It seemed that when I met Chen Xiu for the first time, when she took painkillers, everything started to take shape, and by this time, it was probably powerless to recover.

Chen Mu still stared at the phone, and asked seemingly unintentionally, "Are you going to see her? You were injured from my house that time, and she always felt sorry for you."

Jian Zhou wanted to nod subconsciously, but when he thought of his swollen face, he pulled his mask uncomfortably, "I'll go there another day."

"It's up to you." Chen Mu threw the phone back into his pocket and waved at him, "I'll pay the fee, thank you."

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Chen Mu: I guess everyone doesn't remember me anymore, the unscrupulous author is too slow to update!

Li Jianguo: My son can't help his father when he grows up, alas!

Jian Zhou: Displeased!

Shen Jun: Even a male N number like Chen Mu has come out, when will I be able to make an appearance? !If I don't show up again, I feel like I'm going to be cold!

A certain story: ... (Escaped from the battlefield at the speed of being chased by milk tea, as witty as me!)