crush again

From the classroom to the grade director's office and then to the dormitory, Huo Yang didn't say anything except a few short words about leaving a note and packing up.The ecstasy in Ye Lang's heart at the beginning, like being splashed with a bucket of water, gradually extinguished, and at the same time, another kind of cold doubt surfaced in his heart.

There was no emotion on Huo Yang's face. It wasn't that his face was sinking like water, nor was he constantly urging Ye Lang. It's just that when he occasionally looked at his watch, he tapped the tip of his shoe on the ground to faintly leak a little anxious beat.Ye Lang didn't pack the big things, put on his bag, and heard Huo Yang say "go".

He follows.From the entrance of the dormitory to the parking lot, the two hadn't seen each other for nearly two months. Huo Yang was unusually silent. Looking at him, Ye Lang already guessed where they were going.

"What happened to my mother?"

The last time he visited Yu Liangyue was during summer vacation.Yu Liangyue's health has been deteriorating, and the doctor said that there is no cure. He sat in the ward and waited on her silently for a day.

That wasn't a service at all, she refused to let him do heavy and dirty work, such as emptying the piss bucket to wipe his body, and directly sent him out.He just supported the pillow she was leaning on, made a meal for her, read a few pages of the Old Testament, and peeled half a plate of fruit. She didn't have the energy to eat and fell asleep, most of which was eaten by the nurse aunt.

He only needs to sit in front of the bed, quietly listen to her chatting with the neighbor, and promise "where do you go to school" and "how are your grades" from time to time, and Yu Liangyue is already very satisfied.

Huo Yang didn't stop, and didn't answer him. He just strode forward and got into the car.He drove to a bakery that Ye Lang often went to, stopped on the side of the road, and asked Ye Lang to buy something for cushioning.

Ye Lang originally wanted to say he wasn't hungry, but after studying all morning and playing a game of basketball between classes, he couldn't just watch Huo Yang Wangmei quench his thirst, so he went to the bakery to buy something as quickly as possible.

When he came out with the paper bag in his hands, he saw Huo Yang leaning against the car door, holding a half-burned cigarette in his hand. In just a short while, the toilet paper in his hand had already wrapped two cigarette butts.

"Brother," Ye Lang asked, "what's the matter?"

"Your mother..." The cigarette in Huo Yang's hand was snatched away, he extinguished it, and threw the pack of cigarette butts into the trash can.Under Ye Lang's expressionless gaze, he flicked the cigarette ash on his body helplessly, "I issued a critical illness notice early this morning. I'm out on a business trip, so I'll come back to find you quickly."

Ye Lang nodded indifferently after a while, "Then let's go."

Huo Yang watched him turn around, and got into the car without looking back.When he walked over to open the car door, his phone rang softly, he took it out and took a look.

This look made him stand in place for half a minute.

"The doctor said there are no vital signs."

After a while, Yu Liangtu sent another text message: "Where are you now?"

Huo Yang moved his fingers mechanically, "I just picked up the child and was about to leave."

No more messages from there.Holding his mobile phone, he stood there for a while with a blank mind, and then slowly sat in the driver's seat, started the car slowly, and merged into the ocean of countless cars rushing out.

There is a lot of traffic, and the flow is endless.

There was no conversation along the way, and to make matters worse, there was a traffic jam, and the viaduct was almost blocked into a parking lot.Huo Yang used all his driving skills to squeeze down from the bridge with difficulty.

In the silent and closed space, he heard Ye Lang say without thinking: "I saw it."

Huo Yang was startled, "What?"

"Your mobile phone," he said flatly, "the text message Yu Liangtu sent you just now."

Huo Yang just wanted to say that you are not so big or small, and you will call him uncle when we meet.But in the next second, the hidden meaning in Ye Lang's words came over his face, making his hand holding the steering wheel tightened suddenly.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, thousands of words poured into his throat, but in the end he couldn't utter a single word.

All he could do was press the gas pedal hard, and at the same time hope, paradoxically, that this road would never end.

For a long time, there was no sound, not even the sound of breathing.After a long time, I heard Ye Lang's hoarse voice: "...give me a piece of paper."

Huo Yang was heartbroken, and wanted to take a sneak peek at him from the rearview mirror, but found that his upper body was deeply sunken in the seat, and that position happened to be a blind spot that his sight couldn't reach.

He was so proud, let alone shed tears, even choked up and refused to be heard.

Huo Yang sighed silently, opened the storage box, fumbled for a long time before finding a pack of tissues, and threw it behind.

"Your mother suffered from that disease and suffered a lot." Huo Yang held the steering wheel, "She never asked me to tell you, for fear of disturbing your study..."

When the house is empty, Huo Yang will go to accompany her when he has nothing to do. Compared with Ye Lang, he is more like her son, and everything is handled by him.Watching her wake up in the middle of the night with pain, the injections made the entire back of her hand swollen, and gradually, she would be panting for a long time when she took the elevator downstairs.Seeing her weakening with his own eyes, now he has nothing to comfort him, but feels sorry for Ye Lang.

From the north of the city to the south of the city, Huo Yang took the high speed and still walked for more than an hour.The two rushed into the building of the inpatient department, got out of the elevator, and heard the faint singing of the choir in the distance: "Thank you Jesus, our savior... cross my heart, open my eyes... because of the punishment you received, we are saved Peace, we are happy because of your pus and blood..."

Ye Lang walked in, and his mother's hospital bed was covered with a white cloth with a red cross sign on it.

Around her stood her parishioners, her brother, who had nothing to do with him.And the only one related to him is dead.

Huo Yang saw him walking forward slowly, and everyone made way for him.He reached out to uncover the white cloth, and saw Yu Liangyue's sickly sleeping face, the color frozen forever.

An aunt who was a church member muttered softly beside her, "My child, God called her away. He couldn't see her suffering and asked her to serve him..."

Huo Yang watched him hesitantly touch Yu Liangyue's hand, it was a sallow, swollen and cold hand.He seemed to be a little afraid of the dead, so he withdrew his hand after touching it.

But it was his mother's hand after all, so it's a bit embarrassing to be afraid in front of so many people.He touched her hand lightly again, touched it, and finally grabbed her index finger that was not yet stiff.

The boy lowered his head and stood by the hospital bed like this for a while, his shoulders, which were always straight, collapsed.

Huo Yang knew that he was crying, but he was still at an angle that he couldn't see.

"Look, does she seem to be asleep... because the Lord called her..."

Yu Liangtu had given up gambling for a period of time under the coercion of Xiaobawang with live ammunition.After all, Yu Liangyue was his own sister, and his parents were nothing, so he sent the choir away, and made arrangements in silence - the money was naturally still Huo Yang's.

He stuffed a bunch of keys into Ye Lang's hand, and tried to put on a good-natured smile, "When your mother sold the house, all the things were moved to my place. I threw away the broken ones, and I left some things for you. Go back and look at them." see?"

Ye Lang didn't look at him, just said "hmm".

Yu Liangtu knew what kind of shit he had done, and he was very glad that he didn't get a slap in the face, so he didn't dare to say more, so he quickly stepped aside.

Huo Yang waited until he lightly covered Yu Liangyue's face with the white cloth again, turned around, moved his lips to him, wanted to say but couldn't say: "Let's go."

Huo Yang went with him to Yu Liangtu's house.

Yu Liangtu has been divorced for many years and has no children. His family style is the same as his. He is an out-and-out scruffy single dog. Recently, he managed to tidy up.Only the cabinet where Yu Liangyue's things were kept was clean and covered with a cloth.

Ye Lang opened it, and inside was a thick photo album, all kinds of old and yellowing documents, and a diary with a romantic and childish cover.

He opened the diary, and first saw many traces of paper being torn off. If he gestured, he would find that it was really a thick stack.Turning to a few more pages, it is the crooked font in Yu Liangyue's illness.

She recorded her struggle against the disease, her only memory of getting along with her son, and many things she wanted to tell Huo Yang.Each one is a simple and sincere heart of a person.

This is what she left to Ye Lang.Kong has a cavity of useless kindness, such a down and out life.

But she also wrote: "I can't fall. I don't give in."

By the time he came out of Yu Liangtu's house, it was already late.Huo Yangzhou worked tirelessly all day, and he really didn't have the energy to run home again, so he decided to pick a nearby hotel to make do for the night.

The front desk asked him how many rooms to open. Huo Yang originally wanted to open a suite for Ye Lang, and he would sleep in any one. After thinking about it, different types of rooms must not be on the same floor.So opened two suites.

Ye Lang watched him use his room card to swipe the elevator, didn't say much, until he reached the door, he suddenly said: "Brother, do you want to work tonight?"

Huo Yang opened the door, "Well, I have to write a legal contract, I have to sleep late, and I have to smoke or something. You should have a good rest."

I haven't seen him for two months, and the boy of this age has undergone changes visible to the naked eye.His height is basically the same as that of Huo Yang, but his figure does not fail to keep up with his height. The shoulders with muscular contours can support the school uniform shirt into a good shape.Ye Lang has lost a lot of weight, his chin is pointed, and the edges and corners are vague. Chunxi's clear and shallow eyes contain a hidden sharpness, and he is so handsome when he doesn't speak or smile. Looking at him from the corner of the eye.

Visual animals, that's how superficial they are.When Ye Lang said "Can I stay in your room for a while", Huo Yang glanced at him and pushed the door open.

He put the computer on the table, pressed the power button, and went to boil a pot of hot water.After scalding the cup at high temperature, Huo Yang twisted two bottles of mineral water, mixed a cup of warm water, and put it on the coffee table.

Ye Lang hugged a pillow on the sofa, watched Huo Yang walking around the whole time, and finally sat down at the desk, and began to write the contract without saying a word.

He lit a cigarette, and just after taking two puffs in his mouth, it was taken away.

He took away his cigarette case with one hand, and pushed the water glass towards his hand, "Drink water." After thinking for a while, he put the lighter back on the table, "You can play with this."

"You..." He raised his eyes helplessly, and when he bumped into Ye Lang's eyes, he was really taken aback.