drunk red

Sorrow and throbbing, and deep joy.

Hearing this kind of crying, he couldn't fall asleep no matter what, so he had to open his eyes. Everything in his sight was hazy. After blinking twice, it gradually became clear. I knew him, and the crying sound I heard all the time probably came from the woman sitting by the bed.Hong Yi looked over, but was frozen in place.

This woman actually looked a bit like him, but she was older and her outline was softer.

"Who are you? Where is this place?" Hong Yi had an intuition that this was not the Qiya Building. It was no longer the bright red gauze curtains and veils, but the people in front of them, the red clothes looked over one by one, no, not the man who brought him.

He stepped back twice, looking at these people warily.

"Child." The woman's eyes were red from crying, but the corners of her mouth were raised, and she stretched out her hand to him tentatively.

"Who are you? Where is this place?" Hong Yi grabbed the corner of the quilt tightly, and an unprecedented panic hit him, making him tremble uncontrollably.

That person, that person is not here, he is not here, Hongyi only has this thought in his mind, fear is like a wave of tide, engulfing his whole body, he is trembling, his eyes are wide open, looking at these people.

"Son, I'm your mother, don't be afraid, this is your home." Xue Wanyi coaxed him softly, her outstretched hand kept moving forward, but was repeatedly rejected by Hong Yi, and he kept moving back, He bit his lower lip tightly.

"Where is he? I want to find him." Hong Yi retreated to the corner, unable to retreat any further, her chest heaving violently.

"Who?"

"He." Hong Yi murmured with a hoarse voice.

Who is he, Hong Yi's heart is tightly squeezed, he doesn't know who he is, he doesn't know what his name is, he doesn't know anything.

"I want to find him." Hongyi lifted the quilt, and was about to go under the bed. He hadn't eaten all day and night, and he was flustered, he had no strength at all, and fell headfirst.

Before the few people guarding Xue Wanyi could pass, a black figure flashed over.

Tang Ziao took him, wrapped his arms around his waist, put him in his arms, looked at him worriedly, and reprimanded him, "Why are you disobedient?"

The red dress stared blankly at him, her pale little face just now blushed slightly, stretched out her arms to wrap around his neck, leaned her entire upper body, closed her eyes and snuggled into his arms, and cried aggrievedly: " I thought you were gone."

"I'm not leaving, don't cry." Tang Ziao looked at Xue Wanyi's eyes that were red and swollen from crying, and Chang Wen's open mouth behind him, and bent down to put the red dress on the bed.

"I don't." Hongyi shook her head, crying hard, hugging him tightly and not letting go, sobbing loudly.

Tang Ziao had no choice but to hug him, put him on his lap and sit on the side of the bed, and then asked the doctor he invited to feel Hongyi's pulse.

The red clothes did not let go, both hands were hung on Tang Ziao's neck, he was out of breath from crying, there was no way to forcefully pull him down, but Tang Ziao had no choice but to lower his voice: "Be obedient, I will take your pulse. "

He has never talked much, which will make him not know what to say to coax the child, he only knows how to slow down his voice, so as not to scare him, looking at the still motionless red clothes, he is about to speak, but the red clothes Withdrawing his right arm, he handed it over.

The doctor took it up and was silent for a long time.

"You go out first." Tang Ziao signaled to the people behind.

Chang Wen and Xue Wanyi stayed behind. The doctor loosened his wrist and said, "This child has been taking that growth-inhibiting drug for at least ten years. It has been integrated into the blood and cannot be removed."

Xue Wanyi's eyes began to moist again: "Is it harmful to the body?"

From the first time she saw this child, she felt that it was so thin and slender for ordinary eleven or twelve-year-old children, but she didn't know the reason.

"Yes, he can't practice martial arts, he can't have a strong body, and he can't bear children. Also, don't ask him to do heavy work in the future, and don't make him overworked. I will give you a prescription for long-term use. The body is recovering slowly. This is only to prevent him from passing away early in the future, and it is impossible to grow up like a normal child." At this point, the doctor hesitated, and continued: "This child probably used to eat It's some liquid food, in the days to come, don't rush into it, take your time, let him eat some from vegetarian dishes to meat dishes."

Tang Ziao listened, his expression became more and more cold, his brows were furrowed, and finally, his eyes were red and bloodshot, and a murderous aura spread out uncontrollably.

Hong Yi was the closest to him, and was the first to feel that something was wrong with him. He hugged his arm tightly, buried his little head in the socket of his shoulder, and patted his back comfortingly, as if to comfort him, telling him that he was not thing.

Tang Ziao relaxed, his eyes gradually softened: "I'm sorry."

"Just find someone to grab the medicine later. The old man still has patients, so he won't stay here for long." The doctor paused, and said with his back to them: "I won't spread the news about what happened today."

It goes without saying that the child who takes those medicines knows it, and seeing how much Tang Ziao attaches importance to that child, the doctor naturally understands that there are some things in it that he cannot let himself know. Make this a statement.

"Well, Chang Wen, take Doctor Zhou back."

"I'm fine, everyone needs to take it." Hong Yi felt that the man was unhappy because he had taken those medicines, and explained in a low voice.He didn't know what was wrong with him. From the first time he saw him, he felt that his heart was different from before. He wanted to rely on him, lean on him, accompany him, and wanted him to be the same as he wanted to get close to him. get close to yourself.

Hongyi leaned against his chest, not wanting to let go.

endless love

"Jiajia." Xue Wanyi's teary eyes stretched out her hand to touch the back of the red dress.

Hong Yi will stay by Tang Ziao's side now, without the panic just now, looking back at her, a little puzzled by her title.

"This is your mother." Tang Ziao said in a deep voice, patted his back, and was about to get him off his body.Sensing his intentions, Hong Yi threw her arms around his shoulders, refusing to let go.

"mother?"

"Yes." Xue Wanyi burst into tears and smiled, as if teasing the little ball, she stretched out her hand and placed it in front of him, waiting for him to come and grab it.

Hongyi understands the meaning of the word "mother", but he doesn't understand the meaning of her. The space in his life since he was a child is only the framed world. All things are obtained through books and Su Jie's teachings. He looks back Looking at this woman who was somewhat similar to him, he hesitated and opened his mouth, but did not speak.

"You, why are you wearing such strange clothes?" Seeing the woman lowered her head sadly and disappointed, tears kept dripping, Hongyi felt a little sad in her heart, and then asked.

Xue Wanyi was not like the women he had seen before, wearing gorgeous and enchanting silk clothes, with thick and gorgeous makeup on her face, if only brothel girls would have that makeup, but the girl in front of her, even the most basic She is wearing a silk dress and no complicated jewelry. She is just a light blue cloth shirt. Her hair is tied into a bun and fixed with a wooden hairpin. Her face is not stained with any makeup. Her plain face, if it is not for the constant tears , There is even a sense of nobility, solemnity and inviolability.

He just asked casually, Xue Wanyi's face burst into light instantly, she was overjoyed, touched the cheek in red, and said softly: "Mother has taken off her expensive clothes and precious jewelry since the day you left Mother's side. , put on this plain cloth shirt, and pray for you every day in the small courtyard, hoping that you will be safe from being bullied and mistreated by others outside, and that your father will find you back one day.

Even if you can't come back, I hope you can live a good life. Therefore, I told the Buddha that I would like to impose all your sufferings on me. I only hope that you can be safe. I will serve the Buddha all my life. " Xue Wanyi caressed the red-clothed face back and forth, as if wanting to engrave his appearance in her heart, touching it over and over again: "Sure enough, the Buddha heard my words, and you came back well.Even if I let my mother die right away, I am willing. "

Xue Wanyi's voice was soft and contemptuous, as if she was afraid of shocking the lost and found child in front of her. She smiled and said every word in a low voice, her loving eyes always looking at the little face in red, full of maternal love, I can't wait to hug Hongyi into my arms, just like when I was a child, I won't let go for a moment.

However, he was on guard against her, Xue Wanyi felt sore in her chest when she thought of this reason, she can wait, she shouldn't be too impatient.

After all, she got up, but her weak figure had firm strength: "Don't worry, Jiajia, your body will be fine, mother will make some tonic soup for you, and take care of your body. You are back, mother If you don't want to leave, let the Buddha give me another few decades to watch over you until you grow into an adult and leave without any worries."

"Don't..." Seeing her turn around, Hong Yi unconsciously grabbed the corner of her clothes, her eyes flickered.

"It's okay, dear, mother won't leave, let father rest with you, and mother will make soup for you." Xue Wanyi smiled gently, patted his hand, walked out of the room with a sigh of relief, and walked hurriedly. Steps, ran a long way before bursting into tears.

In this small courtyard that belongs to her, there are no guards, no maids, only herself.She knelt down at the door, covering her face with her hands, and the sad and mournful cries were suppressed in her throat, and the tears flowed even more