The Canary's Trap

Children's memories are not very unforgettable after all. Remembering a person or an event, if you feel that you are bored and hurt, you can stop the loss in time and stranded the memory.

After that, Lu Ling never saw Shen Yuchuan again, and privately thought that Shen Yuchuan lied to him and didn't consider him a friend at all, thus pulling him into his blacklist of interpersonal relationships.

No matter what, he is still that little delicate flower who is pampered and protected and grows up slowly.

Time is like a teenager pulling out the bones that are growing wildly, and the time travels fast.When Lu Ling was ten years old, his father, Lu Zhengan, was involved in a car accident.

Lu Ling was not present for the specific details, but saw it later on the TV news. He broke out in a cold sweat from fright, and suffered from a serious illness, which left him in the shadow for a long time, and he no longer dared to ride in a car.

I just remember that it was raining heavily that day, and Shen Yuchuan's father took Lu Zhengan to another city to sign an important purchase contract.

The two had to cross a bridge before getting on the expressway, and a large truck happened to drive towards them.The rain was too heavy, which affected the sight, or Lu Zhengan was impatient at the time, the wheels suddenly slipped, lost control, and crashed into the direction of the large truck dangerously. Shen's father stepped on the brakes and turned the steering wheel. "Bang" with a loud bang, it slammed heavily on the railing of the bridge, and two-thirds of the car body was hanging by the side of the bridge.

The heavy rain was pouring, and the truck driver's vision was already restricted. He thought he was lucky enough to escape a tragic car accident, but he didn't see clearly that the car was hanging on the bridge in order to avoid him. Just drive away.

The person concerned couldn't remember clearly what happened later. According to Lu Zhengan later, he climbed out of the broken window of the car, lay in the wet puddle, passed out, and when he woke up again, he was sent to the hospital by passers-by. Hospital.

This actually belongs to the survival instinct of human beings to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. During the memory of the accident, the brain of the person involved was in a vacuum state, completely cutting off the details of the period, so no one explored the pain of the victims.

The traffic police called up the video of that time period, because the camera was too far away, the picture was very blurry, and the eyes were full of white rain, but what could be vaguely seen was that Lu Zhengan did escape from the car, and this car accident was completely rainy Traffic accidents caused by slippery roads.

Fortunately, Lu Zhengan only suffered some skin trauma. Unfortunately, Shen's father and his car fell off the bridge directly. Corpse, lifeless.

Lu Ling didn't know anything about it, the car accident didn't cause any substantial harm to Lu Zhengan, but it scared Lu Ling into the hospital.

His mother passed away early, and no matter how busy his father was, he was also his only relative in this world. The ten-year-old Lu Ling couldn't accept that something happened to Lu Zhengan, and he was frightened into a serious illness.

He was protected so well that he couldn't stand any wind and rain. As Shen Yuchuan said later, he was easy to coax, but also easy to hurt.

Lu Lingqi had a fever, and his whole body was so burnt that he didn't know whether it was morning or evening, his body was soaked in the sweat that was wet and dry, dry and wet again.

When the fever was severe, the doctor gave him antipyretic injections, and his body temperature slowly returned to normal. Then he was given normal saline. Lu Ling's mouth was dull, and he couldn't eat anything. Zheng'an looked very distressed.

The high fever was viral, and it wasn't serious, but the disease recurred, and people would suffer to some extent.

Lu Zheng'an also forgot that he was a person who had gone through hell, and stood by Lu Ling's side day and night, anxious and panicked.

When Lu Ling's fever was at its worst, he would call people in his nightmares, sometimes his father, sometimes his mother whose memory he couldn't compose, and more often a name that he couldn't understand clearly.

Lu Zhengan didn't care to figure out who the name was called out by that hoarse voice, all he wanted was to hope that his precious son would get well soon.

Only Lu Ling knew what kind of dream he had when he was sleeping on the pale hospital bed.

In the dream, Shen Yuchuan smiled at him, touched his soft hair with his hands, and called his brother softly, his voice was like cedar on a high mountain in winter, piercing through layers of ice mist, clear and empty.

Lu Ling has always thought that such a good-looking person should have such a nice voice, so since he was a child, he liked to cling to and get close to Shen Yuchuan, obsessed with his face, and loved him occasionally looking at him helplessly when he was gentle Xu's eyes.

Fortunately, he was more obedient to the doctor's words, and after a week he regained his usual vigor, begging Lu Zhengan to discharge him from the hospital, and really couldn't bear to see Lu Zhengan who was still injured couldn't eat well or sleep well take care of him.

Before his side could succeed in seeking success, the other side heard the news that Shen's father had passed away, and he was completely stunned.Only when she woke up did she realize that she had already missed Shen's father's funeral and everything was settled.

"Then... where's Shen Yuchuan?" Lu Ling was thinking about this matter, "It's Uncle Shen's son, has he come back?"

Lu Zhengan poured him a glass of boiled water, his eyes dimmed, and he handed it over gently: "I'm back, I saw that child on the day of the funeral, he grew very tall and changed, but he is less talkative than before."

Holding the transparent glass, Lu Ling lowered his head, imagining Shen Yuchuan's pain, and unconsciously felt distressed.

"Dad, I...I want to go see my brother."

"He left." Lu Zhengan said: "It seems that he left after the funeral. Your Uncle Shen has been divorced a long time ago, and the child was sentenced to his mother, and now he has moved to the United States. It is probably not Will be back."

Lu Ling's face was full of sadness when he heard it, Lu Zhengan saw it, and suddenly remembered that his son seemed to be very close to Shen Yuchuan for a while, and smiled: "Why, Lu Lu, can't bear to part with your little brother?"

Lu Lu is Lu Ling's nickname. When he was a little older, no one was allowed to call him that. He had a little self-esteem and felt that this name was too girly.

But right now, he can't care about these little things.It is said that the original ecological family affects people, which is not false at all.Although Lu Ling lost his mother when he was young, he was held in the palm of his family and grew up, and he didn't grow up crooked, but Shen Yuchuan was different. How much psychological trauma the divorce of his parents would cause him, he looked lonely It doesn't look like a brother or sister, no wonder they are so cold and gloomy, and difficult to get along with.

"Oh, I miss my brother a little bit, and I want to comfort him." That's how Lu Ling answered him.

Lu Zhengan lovingly stroked his hair and comforted him, "There will be opportunities in the future."

Lu Ling suddenly remembered that Father Shen seemed to have told him in this tone before he was alive, don't worry, young master, I will bring him to you.

But who would have expected that Shen Yuchuan would come back, but unfortunately, he would never have the chance to see Father Shen bring Shen Yuchuan back to see him again in his life.

Thinking of this, Lu Ling couldn't help it anymore, tears fell into the glass in his hand with a "patter", he raised his head and drank vigorously, gradually chewing a strong bitterness in his mouth.

Maybe it's because of the tears.

On the day of discharge from the hospital, the weather was still not good, as if it was the rainy season in city A, Lu Ling looked up at the gray sky, feeling inexplicably depressed.

He sat obediently on the bench in the outpatient building and watched the crowds coming and going who were anxious to see a doctor. They were all in a hurry.

This is a hospital, which carries the hope of too many people, as well as the despair and death that the sun cannot see through.

Lu Ling wrapped his coat tightly, feeling a little afraid of the cold, and when he looked up again, he saw a tall boy in a black shirt looking at him leisurely, his eyes were dark and opaque, Lu Ling was taken aback, waiting for his reaction At that time, he saw that the man had disappeared into the bustling crowd.

Lu Ling immediately stood up and walked out of the outpatient building without thinking. He felt that the boy's eyes were very familiar, but the rain was too heavy and the distance was too far. He could only see the blurred outline. Determine something.

After completing the discharge procedures, Lu Zhengan turned around to look for him, but he didn't see anyone. He was startled, asked the nurse on the platform, grabbed an umbrella, and chased him out with big strides.

Lu Ling didn't find the boy, and felt inexplicably lost. He was hesitating whether to continue searching in the parking lot in the rain, when he suddenly raised an umbrella above his head: "Lu Ling, the high fever just subsided and then ran out to get wet in the rain. I think you don't want to leave the hospital at all!"

He yelled loudly and angrily. In front of a black Santara not far away, a boy about [-] or [-] years old suddenly straightened up, raised his head from the trunk, and looked at the father and son shyly. past.

"Oh, Dad, I'm not a three-year-old kid anymore, don't keep watching me so closely." Lu Ling pouted and nodded to Lu Zheng'an.

Lu Zhengan stared, there was nothing he could do about it, and he commanded solemnly: "Go, go home!"

Lu Ling stuck out her tongue, and immediately got down obediently, following behind him embarrassingly.

However, he didn't notice that the eyes of the young man who had been staring at them gradually became dark and cold, like ice blades in the winter wind, causing people to break their glue and drop their fingers.

Not long after, a woman with exquisite makeup urged him: "Shen Yuchuan, what are you doing just now, your clothes are all wet, you still don't get in the car!"

Shen Yuchuan lowered his head and twisted the filthy rainwater on his shirt, his lips were tightly pursed into a line, and he took a last look at the thin figure of the young master who was guarded by Lu Zhengan, his eyes were dim.

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