[Rebirth] Hengjia Xiaoguan

Hengwen felt that he might be dreaming, but obviously he couldn't sleep for a week before, how could he be dreaming?

Looking at the familiar dilapidated roof in front of me, the gray-black beams that are not very straight, showing signs of oldness and age, the window glass on the right has many stains, and the paint color on the window frame has faded Now, the color of the log is exposed. The walls that should have been white have turned yellow because of years of neglect, as if they had been smoked.

Even in the blank space on the right side of the window sill, there are graffiti from when I was a child. The grandma I drew is holding hands with me, with the immature handwriting unique to children.

Lying under him was an earth kang common in northern rural areas, and there was still a hint of musty and dusty smell at the end of his nose. He looked at this extremely humble house with eyes full of greed, and Heng Wen burst into tears.

Since the demolition of the old house here, he has never seen it again, and can only relive the most tender years of his life in his dreams.

A drop of tear left from the corner of his eye and flowed into his hair. Feeling the warm tears, Heng Wen opened his eyes wide in surprise, and touched his temple with trembling fingertips, and a wet feeling came out from between his fingers.

Sitting up suddenly, Hengwen looked at the furniture in the old house with the aesthetic color of the age, the light bulbs hanging from the black wires with spider silk on the roof, slowly got off the kang, and stepped on the somewhat uneven ground , just now some believe that he is not dreaming.

Looking at the bright sunshine outside, listening to the faint voices of people on the street, the cold heart suddenly felt like a warm current flowed into it, and it became hot again, like a dead person crawling out of a cold and damp coffin and brought back to life after eating It's like the magic medicine is reborn.

Touching the beating heart again, Heng Wen stepped forward to take a look outside, when he heard a slap, and something fell to the ground.

When I picked it up, it was a mobile phone, a classic model of this era, a palm-length candy bar model, with a blue screen only about two centimeters wide, quite old and strong.

Hengwen, who is used to smartphones, got acquainted with it, and then hesitantly pressed the menu button. The blue screen of the phone lit up, "xxxx/6/22".

A little unbelievable, and a little dazed, God always teases him like this, he used to believe so devoutly that as long as he works hard, he will be able to treat each other sincerely, but unfortunately he forgot that some people's hearts are originally cold, or they are right. A certain person is cold, and no matter how hard he tries, he will never be warmed up!And some people, when what they want conflict with you, they will always sacrifice you, who is not important, without hesitation, and will always be on the verge of being abandoned.

Thinking about the innocence and failure of the previous life, and the cup of sweet and bitter water handed over by the titular father before going to bed, with a self-deprecating smile, the most important thing in this world is never feelings, but love. Benefit.

When your father can murder you for a real estate certificate, what else in this world can you trust and rely on?

The headache after hangover made Hengwen's mind groggy. He threw his mobile phone on the kang, and he turned over and lay back on his own, staring straight at the beams of the room, letting go of his thoughts.

Speaking of it, he was a joke in his previous life, a fan of the authorities, and the fact that he could not see clearly in his previous life. After opening his eyes in this life, for some reason, he actually saw clearly the cause of his tragedy in his previous life like a bystander!

Hengwen's mother died early, and died of illness when he was two years old. Hearing from his grandmother, it seems that he was injured when he was born, and he passed away after being sick for two years. Hengwen has no impression of this, only I have seen the woman who is his mother from the only remaining photos.

The old photos can't cover up her outstanding appearance. She has a weak temperament like Lin's younger sister. She looks elegant and beautiful, and she also has the soft feeling of a man's favorite bird. She is the most attractive woman.

It's a pity that sister Lin is always a woman who does not eat fireworks in the world. Her beauty and innocence are not easy to survive in reality. The same is true for Hengwen's mother. She died early and left her son and husband.

After hearing that she had died, the man he called his father was so sad that he fainted, and he didn't leave the house for a whole month.It was at that time that Hengwen began to live with his grandmother.

What's ridiculous is that less than a year after Hengwen's mother passed away, this affectionate man fell in love with another woman, and his second son was born the next year. Since then, the three of them have lived happily ever after. live together.

As for Hengwen, he was not sent home until his grandma passed away. Before that, he had only seen himself, the man called his father, during the Chinese New Year or the few holidays. Even though they were always in the same city, the distance between But a few streets.

Living in that house is a past that Hengwen does not want to recall. His father felt that his existence hindered the life of their family of three. The eight-year-old Hengwen had to do a lot of housework every day. The family is like a nanny, with a low status, but she is very good at being a person and has a good relationship with relatives. She doesn't care what kind of life a child who lost her mother lives at home; and the one who is four years younger than him The younger brother is even more like a little bully. He bullies him at will, and sometimes beats him. As long as he resists, he will be punished by his father and stepmother. This situation lasted until Hengwen grew up.

Now that I think about it, Hengwen really can only give the original self two words - idiot.For the man's occasional words of concern, he was lucky, and deceived himself with the non-existent father-son relationship.

At that time, he lost his grandma, and the closest person in his mind was probably his unfamiliar father. Because of his father's occasional question in passing, he could jump for days, which was the spiritual pillar that supported him to endure at home. , Unfortunately, he was too naive, otherwise, after being abandoned by his boyfriend of ten years, he would return to that home just because of a phone call, and then his life would be ruined by a glass of water with a lot of sleeping pills.

Thinking of this, I can't help but think of the shameless face of the man who abandoned him...

"Xiaowen, let's break up, I want to get married."

"Is our ten-year relationship not as good as the jade ring your grandma left you?"

"Needless to say, I have already given that ring to my fiancée."

"I'm getting married tomorrow, Xiaowen, don't come to me again, I won't give you that ring."

"Hengwen! I have been with you for ten years and rented a house with you for ten years. You didn't ask your stepmother to add my name on your real estate certificate. In the end, did you even ask for a jade ring? ?”

Later, Hengwen couldn't even get through his phone.

Ten years of relationship is not as good as half a house. Knowing that the ring is the only relic left by her grandma, and giving it to her current fiancée with something from her former lover, Heng Wen grieves for herself and that woman.

In the previous life, I was defeated by ignorance of people, I didn't make many friends, and I was surrounded by such hypocritical and profiteering villains. In the end, the result of being murdered was self-inflicted.

The aftermath of the hangover became more and more serious because of Hengwen's cranky thoughts. My brain was jumping and jumping, as if it was going to pop out of my skull. There is no hot water at all.

It was only then that Hengwen remembered that it should be the time when he graduated. He said goodbye to the people in the dormitory yesterday. He was drunk and it was late. He would definitely be scolded when he went back, so he returned to this long-lived person alone. old house.

Feeling around, I found the wallet with some change in it. I opened the door and went out. There was a small supermarket opposite. I bought a bottle of mineral water and drank it. I felt better.

Only then did I have the mood to look at the surrounding environment. It was exactly the same as in my memory. This place was noisy and lively, but it was full of life. The old house was still bursting with vitality. Residential buildings that are in line with the times.

A smile appeared on the corner of Hengwen's mouth, and he turned and went home.Touching his chest, the jade ring his grandma left him was still there, he took it out and cut the red string, and put the ring on his finger.

The light blue ring is said to be jade, but it is actually scraps of jade, not worth much—if it is valuable, the ring will not be able to keep its value—the only meaning is that when grandpa and grandma got married, they bought it with their own money. Later, when grandma passed away, leaving the ring to the grandson she brought up was the only thought.

That person was really ignorant back then, so it was ironic to give this kind of thing that can be bought for a few hundred dollars to his fiancee.

Put the ring on the middle finger, it won't go down, put it on the ring finger, just right!Well, the ring finger is the ring finger, anyway, I probably won't be able to wear other rings on my ring finger in the future.

Now it is approaching noon, the sun is just right, take the mats on the kang outside to dry, take out the pillows and an old sheet from the cabinet and dry them, I will live here from now on, no matter what I have to tidy up a room for myself good.

Even though the weather is getting hotter now, the old house that has not been lived for a long time still has a rotten, cold and dusty smell. The stove is cleared out, and I plan to burn the kang today, and dry the kang to save the shade.

Unscrew the water pipe in the yard. Fortunately, it is not broken, and the water is still flowing, but the water flow is relatively small, as thick as a little finger. Hengwen took two buckets of water, washed all the plates and bowls left in the old house, and then went to The iron pan is also cleaned, and half a pot of water is poured.

There are still some dilapidated tables and chairs in the yard. Hengwen found an ax to chop them into firewood. There is no way. Even though this old street cannot keep up with the changes of the times, there are still new things incorporated. People in the village dismantled the kang and used it as a bed, because no one was farming and there was no source of firewood, so Hengwen had to rely on himself to cut firewood if he wanted to burn the kang.

Fortunately, Hengwen only intends to burn this time. The broken furniture in the yard is enough to burn. He carried the firewood sticks of different thicknesses and lengths to the stove. When he put them down, his fingers were burred. A scratch, the wound is not deep, but relatively long.

His hands were covered with dirt, so Hengwen had to put down the firewood and go outside to wash his hands, not noticing that the blood dripped into the ring.

The originally hard jade was like a water-absorbing sponge, sucking up all the blood near the wound.

Walking to the water pipe and washing his hands, Heng Wen went to a nearby pharmacy to buy a box of waterproof band-aids and stuck them on without noticing any abnormalities in the ring.