humble as dust

three,

"Grief and anger have been captured."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked down the stairs, Qian Chen bumped into that man again.

The man in the suit at the internet cafe.

Qian Chen keenly sensed the strangeness. He resisted the pain and raised his eyes to face this man squarely.In less than a second, he lowered his head again.Because of the eyes.

The man's eyes were like vultures, and he locked himself tightly. The feeling of being locked by the beast made him break out in cold sweat, and he wished he could run.Fortunately, the man just stood there and didn't make much movement.Qian Chen's legs were trembling, and he turned the corner of the street. He was about to leave, but he stopped. He lingered for a long time, engaged in a fierce psychological struggle.In the end, I took another detour back home.

Hiding behind the corridor and squinting, the street was empty, Qian Chen raised his heart.

He was still worried.

He stooped up the stairs with a stooped body. The woman's sobs were still lingering, and he was relieved that there was a high probability that she was fine.Immediately, the soft tears aroused his hatred again.

Fuck, cursing secretly, he turned and went downstairs.

The evening wind in early spring has nothing to do with the coolness, it whizzes and blows Qian Chen thoroughly.Indescribably, loneliness filled him.

Stand alone.

He didn't know where he was going, he just moved forward in chaos.He stopped at an Internet cafe, and he took out his pocket. The ten yuan coin made him smile wryly and shook his head. Fortunately, there was money in the pants.Otherwise, he would really sleep on the street, he thought to himself.

The sun rose and illuminated the people in the world who should be illuminated, but he couldn't feel the slightest warmth. Following the flow of people, Qian Chen returned to school.

Not surprisingly, just after the third period, Qian Yulu came to find her.The class teacher called him out, and they stood under his favorite banyan tree by the playground, the shadow just covered him tightly.

"Chenchen, are you okay?" She first broke through the condensed air and leaned forward, trying to grab Qian Chen's arm.

He shook his hand away in annoyance, but he saw his mother's bandaged palm out of the corner of his eye. He turned his head, couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and had complicated emotions.

"It's okay, what are you doing here?" Qian Chen said hoarsely, the smoke from last night made his throat extremely uncomfortable.

"I'll come and see you," said Qian Yulu, took out a handful of money from his pocket and slapped it on his hand, "You left yesterday without any money, take this money and buy something delicious Yes, the injury will heal sooner."

She also babbled a lot, but Qian Chen didn't listen any more, he stared blankly at the colorful banknotes in his hand.

Guilt, sadness, intolerance and boredom intertwined.For a moment, he didn't know how to face the woman in front of him.

"Then mom is gone, take care of yourself." After explaining everything, Qian Yulu touched Qian Chen's head, but didn't dodge it. He felt the breeze blowing on his face, burning like a knife.

She turned her back, turned her injured hand and hid it in front of her body, turned around every five steps, and gradually walked away.

"Back View", suddenly, the image of his own mother overlapped with the father he learned not long ago. He stood under the banyan tree for a long time, his eyes filled with tears again, and the wind blowing on his hand The money rustled.It should be in harmony with the leaves above the head.

The sun came out, pierced through the leaves, and illuminated him.

Dust is also a success.

Unexpectedly, he was extraordinarily focused in class today, as if there were a pair of expectant eyes watching him.

Ringing, ringing, before the school bell rang, Qian Chen was already standing at the base of the wall by the side door.In order not to be caught by the gang, climbing over the wall has become his daily routine.

Familiar with the road, left the school, he decided to go home.No matter what, she is her own mother.

On the way, he passed a roast chicken shop, stopped for a while, and the overturned pot flashed in his mind.Go ahead and make it up to her, a voice inside said.Qian Chen walked in, he wanted to buy half a roast chicken to apologize to his mother.When he left the store, the afterglow of the sunset just hit his face, it was warm, and his heart also warmed up.

Only that second.

The next moment, the boundless, bone-chilling sea tide engulfed him, and the man stood in front of his eyes.

"Don't get carried away, it's today, remember." The man squeezed Qian Chen's neck, and an unexpectedly familiar voice appeared in his ear.

Qian Chen couldn't care less, he was lifted up, the huge pressure made him suffocate, the roast duck fell to the ground, and he clasped the man's hand tightly with both hands.It can't be untied without any effort, Qian Chen's remaining consciousness told him so.He was like a duck that was pinched tightly, his mouth was wide open, his face was flushed from suffocation, and he could only breathe in but not out.The remaining air in his lungs became less and less, his eyes began to blur, and the angel's murmurs appeared in his ears.

"Sleep, sleep, you won't suffer any more when you fall asleep, and go with me to a place where there is only happiness." He closed his eyes, and a strange expression of satisfaction appeared on his livid face.He wants to leave.

"Chenchen, Chenchen, where are you going, don't leave me behind, don't..."

Qian Chen woke up suddenly, his eyes widened suddenly, and the feeling of suffocation filled him again.His mother's call pulled him back on the verge of death, but the Bana flower still failed to seduce him.

The man in front of him seemed to wake up suddenly, he let go of his hand quickly, and looked around at the crowd gathered around him and the men who were about to step forward, his pupils swirled again.Knocking several burly men who came forward to block him to the ground, he left the scene quickly.

"Cough cough cough...cough cough cough..." Qian Chen, who escaped from death, touched his bruised neck and coughed continuously.He has never been as frightened as he was just now, like being in the deep sea, dark and ignorant, without a chance to breathe.The kind aunt at the side helped him up, and the shock was stopped.Qian Chen picked up the roast chicken and walked quickly in the opposite direction from home.

His heart was beating wildly, and he clearly heard the whispers of the man before he left.

"Comfort has been captured."

Who is he?The faint uneasiness was constantly gnawing at him, he had absolutely no ability to resist in front of that man, he was like a domestic animal at the mercy of others.

He came after me?Is it for mom?What is he trying to do?

Uneasy, Qian Chen didn't dare to go home, he didn't know where that man was staring at him, the only thing he could be sure of was that this man didn't dare to attack him in the street.

Pretending to be calm and walking steadily, he walked into the largest snack street in the vicinity.Weaving through the crowd, he speeded up, circled around, and finally hid in a small path, squatted in it for a while, and then ran towards home from the other direction.

When he ran home panting, it was already sunset, and an indescribable uneasiness covered him, just like a person who is impetuous and hot and stuffy in midsummer can't breathe.

He glanced back to confirm that no one was following him, and accelerated upstairs.

His whole heart was pounding, and his footsteps became chaotic. As soon as he approached the door, he stopped suddenly, his legs and feet went limp, and he almost collapsed.

He heard his mother crying bitterly.

He had never heard his mother so sad, as if she was about to vomit everything.

He didn't care about anything anymore, he turned the handle and rushed in, the door was unlocked.

The room was dim, and he wanted to rush into the kitchen and take out a kitchen knife to defend himself, but he never thought about it. His mother knelt on the doormat, his mind went blank, and countless thoughts flashed through him. If that man was really in the room , won't let me get the kitchen knife.As if accepting his fate, he decided to help his mother up first.

When she heard the door lock twist, Qian Yulu raised her head, and the sadness on her face suddenly turned into joy.I knew he wouldn't leave me, she said to herself.

The thin body is not the burly body she expected.Looking up again, his son's anxious gaze was reflected in Qian Yulu's pupils.The atrium collapsed in an instant, and the tragic cry sounded again, louder than before.Among them, there is a little more guilt.

"Mom, what's the matter! What about the man? He didn't do anything to you, did he?" Qian Chen roared angrily, and supported his mother's collapsed body. The cold body temperature made him shudder unconsciously. chills.

"Ah, ah, uh, he, he took all the money, he abandoned us... Chenchen, we have no money... Woohoo..."

Qian Yulu wept bitterly, her voice was trembling and she couldn't even speak clearly, panting for breath, she paused for a long time before uttering words.As soon as he finished speaking, the tears couldn't stop gushing out again.The eye shadow and lipstick were all over the place, and the whole person went limp.

Buzzing, Qian Chen's head exploded, it was all the belongings of their mother and son, what did that man want money for?

He checked his mother's body around to make sure there was no injury, and his heart sank halfway.Restraining the trembling all over his body, he forcibly calmed down and took a deep breath.

"Mom, he, what did he do...do you know him?" His voice was still trembling.

"Ah... Chen... Chen, you are right, he... he never loved me at all, he has been lying to me all the time. Well... he came today and told me that he will leave here tomorrow, and he wants to borrow a I went to the next city to do business with someone, and I asked him to take us away. He refused, so I did, and I didn’t give him the money. But who would have thought that he would hit me and search through Bed, took away all our money and passbooks, wow, Chenchen, mother is sorry for you, what should we do, God, ah, don’t open your eyes." Qian Yulu sobbed and said everything intermittently , He buried his head deeply in Qian Chen's arm, not daring to look up at his son again.

Qian Chen realized that it was Zhao Jigang who stole all the money.

There was still confusion in his head, all kinds of thoughts were intertwined, including the rejoicing that he was not that man, the anger at Zhao Jigang, and the gullibility of annoyed mother.These things twisted and twisted, stuffing Qian Chen's brain, his panting became faster and faster, his eyes were blood red, his hands were clenched into fists, he raised his head and roared loudly, facing fate, and even more to God .

He broke free from his mother's arms, walked into the kitchen in two steps, and took away the sharp knife in Qian Yulu's panic and shock.

"Chenchen, Chenchen! What are you going to do, don't do something stupid!" She held her son's leg tightly, for he was afraid that Qian Chen would be impulsive and regret it all his life in prison.

"Me? Me! Go clean up the mess! Don't worry, Qian will be fine!" Qian Chen gritted his teeth, kicked his mother, and broke free.

Once again, Qian Yulu lay on the ground, watching her son walk towards the endless darkness.

"Chenchen! You come back! Come back..." She yelled, and after a few times, the tragic crying spread.