i'm a wang

At two o'clock in the afternoon, it was the hottest time of the day, and the billowing heat wave distorted the air.The cicadas on the roadside trees were weary and sang the eternal tune, and the pedestrians on the road hurriedly avoided the scorching sun, complaining impatiently about the strangely hot weather.

But one of them, a middle-aged woman wearing a dilapidated factory blue uniform and carrying a basket of vegetables, had a distinctive smile on her face. That was Lin Siran's mother, Lin Meijuan.

After working for more than ten years, Lin Meijuan took half a day off for an unprecedented time.Along the way, she couldn't restrain her excitement, she was so happy that her heart was beating fast: Ran Ran's class teacher personally called her to congratulate her, and his family was admitted to B University!That's big B!Best University in the Nation!

In order to reward her son, Lin Meijuan took time off and went to the vegetable market to buy her son's favorite big chicken drumsticks, as well as fresh pomfret, crabs and small white shrimps that she was usually reluctant to buy. She couldn't wait to go back early to surprise her son!

It's so hard and rewarding, Lin Meijuan sighed as she walked, she felt relieved for her son, but couldn't help wiping her tears.Her life is really too hard, the murderer's wife and children, who would want to have friendship with such a family?Relatives are afraid to avoid it, let alone other ordinary friends.

Since her husband was imprisoned, Lin Meijuan has started to work two jobs. She works in a textile factory during the day and goes out to set up a spicy hot pot stall at night. In order not to affect her son's study, she also resolutely forbids her son to do housework and arranges all the things to be done at home. .In this way, I have worked hard for six years from morning to night, and now I finally hope that my son will have a future!

After finally rushing to the door of the house, she felt a little out of breath, her chest was stuffy, and beads of sweat kept coming out of her forehead. She freed her hand to wipe the sweat, thinking that she would get into the house later. After taking the pills, he took out the key, opened the door and shouted happily: "Of course, Mom is back! Come and see what Mom bought for you..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

When she fell to the ground, Lin Meijuan was still thinking: But what are you doing? !Is she dreaming? ?However, how could her proud son get mixed up with a man, and was pressed on the sofa in disheveled clothes!This must be fake!Her family is the best child in the world, how could she do such a thing...

However, she never had a chance to ask again. The pain in her heart made her eyes go black, and the last impression left on her by this world was the terrified and distressed cry of her beloved son.

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Lin Meijuan left with a heart attack.

From home to the hospital, then from the hospital to the funeral home, to the cemetery, Lin Siran didn't know how he got here these few days.When he put the black and white photos of his mother on the table, he really realized that his mother had really gone.

How can he believe it?From the excitement when I heard that I was admitted to the happiness when I was lingering with my lover, to the grief when my mother left, everything happened in just a few hours.For a few hours, he went from great joy to great sorrow, from big to big down.

He stared blankly at his mother's smiling face in the photo, recalling the basket of vegetables scattered on the ground when his mother fell to the ground, tears burst again.

His mother, his mother!If it wasn't for yourself, how could you leave?He has never hated himself so much, he should die, he should die!

Lin Siran curled up on the chair, hugging herself tightly with both arms, as if this could numb the pain.But the voice and smile of his mother before she was alive kept flashing in his mind. Whenever he couldn't help but smile when he recalled the past, the cold reality slapped him hard: the person who warmed his whole world had passed away. He left, and he would never, ever have the dishes she cooked, the soup she cooked, her gentle exhortations, her nagging, his mother abandoned him, and he became a child without a mother...

It's so sad, Lin Siran thought dully, Mom, but it's so sad, why didn't you come pick me up?Mother……

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Three years later.

Qingming.

"It's getting dark, let's go back, Siran." Xiao Lu looked at the darkened sky, and had to interrupt Lin Siran who was still chatting about his mother's tombstone.

Lin Siran responded and stood up.

Compared with three years ago, he has changed a lot.Tall but a bit thin, with pale skin, a handsome face with a bit of melancholy all the year round, thin lips tightly pressed, usually taciturn, only talking more every time when visiting Lin's mother's grave.

Xiao Lu was completely different from him. Three years was enough to transform him from a childish boy into a mature man. He was tall and straight, with profound features, handsome face, and his gestures were calm, firm and composed.

And all these changes stem from that accident.Lin Siran lost weight rapidly after his mother's death, and his unstoppable self-condemnation plunged him into the quagmire of depression, anorexia, world-weariness, autism, and self-mutilation. Poor guy who broke down and committed suicide.

Xiao Lu had to take all the responsibilities and become stronger.Lin Siran took all the responsibilities on himself, but Xiao Lu knew clearly that if he hadn't gone to the Lin family that day, nothing would have happened.

Xiao Lu's family is not rich, so he spends his spare time working part-time to earn money, taking Si Ran to see the best doctor as much as he can, asking a nurse to take care of him during the day, and accompany him at night to comfort and protect him.After persisting like this for a year, Lin Siran's condition finally eased, and he gradually began to resume normal social activities, eating and sleeping like a normal person, and began to read college textbooks to prepare for returning to school.Finally, in Xiao Lu's sophomore year, Lin Siran ended his suspension of school and started a brand new life.

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The three days of Qingming passed quickly, Lin Siran and Xiao Lu returned to school, and started their busy school life.

At noon that day, when Lin Siran walked through the school's grove to find Xiao Lu to go home together, he was stopped by a sweet-looking girl.

"Student Lin Siran, I'm sorry to bother you." Lin Siran stopped walking.

The girl looked up at him, then seemed to lower her head because of shyness, and whispered: "I, I am Li Xinxin, who is in your class. I came here just to ask, do you have a girlfriend?!"

Lin Siran was very surprised, especially after hearing clearly the purpose of the other party's visit, he began to feel at a loss.

Because his father was a murderer, he was rejected and marginalized by his peers throughout his adolescence, and his only friend and lover was Xiao Lu. Therefore, he knew nothing about how to deal with interpersonal relationships and was usually introverted.After graduating from high school, he thought that he would be able to make friends again after jumping out of the circle of small cities, but depression made him more silent, and renting a house outside made him unable to get in touch with the big environment for cultivating friendship in the collective dormitory. He is also a loner in college, like a transparent person, let alone how to get along with others.Now, he who has always been hated by others has been confessed by a girl. For some reason, he feels his face is also burning.

He has always been soft-hearted, worried that he would hurt the girl's heart, so he could only reply stammeringly: "Yes...I'm sorry, although I don't have a girlfriend, but..."

Hearing that he said no, Li Xinxin laughed happily, and before Lin Siran could finish speaking, she asked loudly as if she had found the courage: "Then are you willing to be my boyfriend?"

Lin Siran was even more embarrassed, his fair face was getting redder and redder, looking at the expectant eyes of the girl across from him, he began to rack his brains on what words to use to reject her more tactfully.

When he organized his words and was about to speak, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.

The author has something to say: Whoops, is there any little angel here?