old man feeding rules

Jiang Xun was tormented by urticaria all night without closing his eyes, and his eyelids began to get heavy at noon. Song Yuzhi called someone to help clean up the house, replaced him with a new bedding, and the old things were rotten. , It has been unusable for a long time, and there is still a smell in the stuffy room. This time, it was thoroughly cleaned and the windows were opened to ventilate. This house that no one has been back for several years has finally gained some popularity.

Song Yuzhi asked Shen Guan to send a set of oxygen inhalation equipment. When he found Jiang Xun that day, he was already in severe allergic shock. If he suffocated for a few more minutes, he might cause brain death. He was still in shock. A little life is fed back.

After lying on the bed for a while, Jiang Xun fell asleep, talking in his sleep when he was in a daze, arguing to eat the spicy soup at the gate of the public gate.

Song Yuzhi was also a student of the OUHK, and he was familiar with everything here, so he put him to sleep with a good temper and then pinched his thigh through the quilt.

"You have rashes all over your body and you want to eat it. You can be honest for a while."

When Jiang Xun fell asleep, he looked much quieter than usual, especially when he closed his unforgiving mouth, so obedient that it made people feel like weeping with joy.

If he could speak more pleasant words, there must be many men and women suitors around him. Such a perfect person just fell for this tongue. Fortunately, Song Yuzhi didn't despise him, and even felt a little lucky.

If he was really that likable, he might have nothing to do with him now.

Jiang Xun fell asleep, and he was watching by the bed, not feeling bored at all, doing nothing, just staring at that person's sleeping face for hours.

Good-looking, really good-looking, how can there be such a good-looking person in this world.

He gently rubbed the man's hand and forearm to speed up the blood flow for him. The intravenous drugs are more or less irritating. During this time, Jiang Xun suffered a lot and the blood vessels became very sensitive. If you touch him, he will retract reflexively, and the pain will be relieved by kneading him for a while.

He found that Jiang Xun's frame was rather small, and his hands were as slender as a woman's, with well-defined joints and obvious veins, which were particularly good-looking. It can be seen that in this respect, he followed his mother a bit more.

Thinking of this, he was suddenly curious about the past that Jiang Xun hadn't told him about, so he quietly walked to the bookshelf and flipped through the slightly yellowed documents. Not neat and tidy, but with a free and unrestrained personality. It can be seen that Jiang Xun at that time was also a good young man with passion and determination to enter the police world.

He flipped through a few notebooks and found that most of the information collected by Jiang Xun was related to juvenile crimes. In his analysis report, he repeatedly mentioned the impact of the native family on the mental health of teenagers. Many young criminals are suppressing Growing up in the environment, lack of care and care, thus shaping a dark personality with hidden violent factors, if it can be detected and intervened in the early stage for proper guidance, many tragedies can be avoided.

Facts have proved that this statement has been confirmed in today's academic circles, but it may not have been recognized by the public at that time. After all, people have been arguing for more than a thousand years about the argument that "human beings are inherently good" and "humans are inherently evil" , it is difficult to accept such a profound questioning and condemnation of society by a student who has not yet graduated.

Thinking back to his student days, Jiang Xun’s life was not as satisfactory. When he entered the OUHK, he used up all his luck and contacts as a poor student at that time, and because of his stubborn choice of topics, he almost failed the course and repeated the grade. At that time, the OUHK No matter how strict the requirements are, the graduates will definitely choose the main topic when opening the topic. Even if they don’t want to fight for it, they have to think about their own future, but Jiang Xun is different from other people—he doesn’t think Jiang Xun is like this. His character will study criminal psychology, so the person who will help him finish his graduation thesis is...

He turned a few pages back, but found no more details. Jiang Xun did not leave his mentor's name on these draft papers. Instead, a photo fell on the ground as the pages were flipped.

The photo is still using the old-fashioned development technology, the color tone is yellowish, the color is dull, and it looks old. On it are two smiling young people, with their backs against the main entrance of the OUHK, one staring at the camera cautiously, the other One generously hooked his companion's neck, and gestured "yeah" with his hands.

It can be seen that the relatively cheerful young man is Jiang Xun. He hasn't changed much from his student days. It seems that he only grew his hair a little longer, and he has a more fashionable taste in dressing. No wonder there are always people in the bureau. Call him "Tianshan Child Elder", since he entered the Municipal Bureau, he has such a young and handsome face, people can't feel the passage of time on him.

But the people around him looked familiar. Song Yu only remembered that it was the Changning City Deputy Anti-Drug Detachment with whom ordinary people had an incomparable comrade-in-arms friendship.

"His name is Jiang Juan, and he used to be my lover." Jiang Xun's weak voice could still be heard clearly in the silent room, "We have lived together for four years, and we are here."

Song Yuzhi hurriedly put the photo back into his notebook, turned around and looked at him, "Why did you wake up, let's sleep a little longer."

"I haven't been back for a long time. I'm sleeping on a strange bed. I feel uncomfortable." Jiang Xun sat up, took off the breathing mask and hung it around his neck, looked around, and looked at every object in the room, "... the same, and It was exactly the same back then, nothing changed, but everything changed."

Song Yuzhi sat beside him, quietly rubbing his numb arm.

"In the past, I never would have imagined that I would use the word 'stranger' in this small home that I built together with him, but now that I think about it, even if I don't admit it, I can't change this fact. I can't bear to deny it."

Song Yuzhi hugged him and kissed his forehead lightly, "Don't force yourself to say it, I don't want to force you, and I don't want to see you push yourself so hard."

"There's no need to force this. Say what you want. On the other hand, if I don't want to say it, it's useless even if you hold a gun to my head."

This is the truth, and it is also due to his personality, so he says what he says.

"You take that photo album on the bookshelf. It's on the top floor, the second from the right. Damn it. I haven't been back for almost nine years. Why do I remember it so clearly?"

Jiang Xun changed to a slightly more comfortable position and leaned against the side of the bed, turned off the oxygen valve, and flipped through the photo album.

"My brain is like Alzheimer's now. I can't remember some things. Sometimes I suddenly have a flash of inspiration. I can remember things that I forgot 800 years ago. It's very strange. For example, this In Zhang’s graduation photo, there are only a handful of people whose names I can name, but I still remember the fact that the unnamed 200 lent me [-] yuan when I was in my sophomore year.”

As he talked, he laughed to himself, "Now I'm not a person who is short of 200 yuan. I don't feel bad about throwing away 200 million yuan, but when I was in school, I was a penniless poor man. As a student, I do several odd jobs every day to earn tens of dollars for me and my mother. At that time, I had 200 yuan left from my mouth to borrow from him, and I had no intention of asking him to pay it back.”

Song Yuzhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Then how do you remember it so clearly?"

"He said his mother was sick, and he really didn't have the money to buy a ticket home, so he had to ask me to borrow some, and I gave it to him because I was soft-hearted. I was in the cafeteria in their bureau, and one day it happened to be anti-pornography, so I went to join in the fun, and when I saw this bastard squatting in the corner with his head in his hands and a girl in heavy makeup, I couldn’t bear it. I couldn't stop, and hit him directly."

"Such an exciting experience can be remembered clearly."

"I beat him not because I felt sorry for the 200 yuan hard-earned money, nor because he betrayed the ideals he swore on the first day of school, but because this bastard used his mother as an excuse."

As he spoke, Jiang Xun pointed to another photo album on the bookshelf, and Song Yuzhi handed it over to him. He habitually turned to the last page, stroked the face of a beautiful woman in the photo, and let out a long sigh.

"At that time, it happened to be the first month after my mother left, and I hadn't come out of the shadow of not having a mother. He, a bastard who was in the blessing and didn't know the blessing, cursed his mother to get sick. This kind of feeling is enjoyed by almost everyone. His family affection has become an extravagant hope for me, I envy him and hate him, and I show no mercy at all, but fortunately, someone pulls me away soon, otherwise he will be designated to go to the hospital."

Song Yuzhi stopped talking, staring at the gentle and elegant woman in the photo who didn't look like an Asian.

"My mother is Asian, German-Chinese mixed, she used to be a supermodel, and she was also a smash hit. She gave me a good-looking face, but the old bastard surnamed Jiang is not weak, so I didn't let me inherit all the Europeans. At least in terms of hair color and eye color, I am very grateful to him, otherwise I would not be able to choose such a career and future.”

"No wonder your nose bridge is so high and your skin is so white. Since you were young, there must have been many people chasing you."

"That is, it doesn't matter what level of beauty my mother is, but she gave me life, gave me a good-looking face, gave me the hope of living, gave me a lot... but I have nothing I can repay her, and in the end, I killed her."

Jiang Xun took out the photo from the album and kissed it lightly, "Over the years, there are too many people I dare not face, and my mother is one of them. It's quite sad, but my son dared not see her." Mom, if you say it, you can make people laugh... But I really dare not, I am really cowardly, if it were you, would you want to see the person who killed you?"

Song Yuzhi couldn't guarantee that his answer would give him positive guidance and feedback, so he simply kept silent.

"Anyway, I don't know... If it were me, I would come back to claim my life if I were a ghost."

"Don't say that, she is your mother, she loves you very much, and she will understand your difficulties."

"But you have no idea what happened that year." Jiang Xun rubbed the tip of his sore nose, "You may not have imagined that the person who owns more than 60.00% of Jiang's shares today is actually Jiang Yu's illegitimate son, right? Lie to my mother, promise her love, marriage and other things that women can't resist, but abandon her after finding out that she is pregnant, let her leave the house, a helpless woman, even go home It has become difficult, so I can only borrow to live in her best friend's house, and the person who used to be untouchable has been reduced to the point where he works for others."

The more he recalled the past, the more Jiang Xun felt sorry for his mother, and he didn't even dare to face her. He hurriedly put the photo back into the album, and grabbed the quilt on his body irritably.

"It's a best friend, but there's no real feelings in their circle. They're all acting on the spot, and they can act one by one. That woman's appearance, figure, and self-cultivation are not as good as my mother, and she doesn't look like a person in the circle. It was thanks to my mother’s help that I didn’t have to kneel down, but then it got worse and made my mother bear the burden of being her nanny, making things difficult and humiliating, but for me, my mother endured it for 18 years... 18 years , She made her son grow up, and she also made herself old.”

Song Yuzhi stroked his hair and smoothed it for him, "She is a great mother, she loves you very much."

"Yeah, but I never had a chance to repay her love. That year I received the admission letter from the OUHK, and I happily told my mother that we finally made it through, we can move out of that woman's house, and I will have a very good life." In the future, I will be able to support her, she is very happy, swallowed her anger for so many years, and finally cried to her heart's content, but in the end we didn't leave as gloriously as I thought, we were driven away."

He took Song Yuzhi's hand down, and from the subtle expressions and movements, it could be seen that he was more irritable and anxious, and he habitually reached out to the bedside to get a cigarette.

"That woman has a son who is two years younger than me. He has been a spoiled young master since he was a child. On the day I received the good news that would be a turning point in my life, he made an unbelievable request to me, saying that as long as I let him sleep once, and he begged his mother to let our mother and child go. I was not humiliated by him, and I sent him to the hospital. That incident also became one of the factors that hindered my admission. Fortunately, all of this later It's safe and sound."

After Song Yuzhi took away his third cigarette, Jiang Xun finally gave up and patted his slightly hot face.

"My mother has suffered a lot in the past 18 years. When she gave birth to me, she didn't take good care of her body. She has been suffering from minor illnesses since then. I couldn't bear to let her suffer any more, so I let her take care of her body at home and go out by herself. Working part-time also sacrificed a lot of time with her. One day when I came back, I saw my mother’s face was not good, and I asked her what was wrong. She said that her stomach was a little uncomfortable after eating bad, and she was very tired that day, so I didn’t take it to heart. , I fed her some medicine and went to sleep, when I woke up in the middle of the night, I heard her crying in pain in the next room, so I took her to the hospital immediately."

Up to now, he thought those scars had turned into old scars, even if he stumbled, it would no longer hurt, but when the sharp knife pierced through the thick scab and stirred the flesh and blood, it still made him feel overwhelmed with pain.

"She was suffering from acute appendicitis. Because my carelessness delayed the best time to rescue her, she left me forever that night." Jiang Xun's voice was hoarse, and tears choked in his throat, making him say Speechless, "The person who killed her was related to her blood. Her most beloved son was also the little bastard who pushed her from the paradise of dreams to the purgatory world... It was me who killed her."

That kind of hatred of wanting to die and repent is something he can't bear for the fourth time in his life.

The author has something to say: Thank you for reading the text, the little cute duck~