shelving

Gu Shuyu was in a trance, he suddenly didn't know where he was going.Is he going back to high school?Is he going back to the old days?Or are you going downstairs to find someone?

Holding the small piece of glass, he ran downstairs in a trance.

There was a "dong dong" sound from the old wooden stairs. Gu Shuyu stepped on a step and fell down the stairs in the black and empty room with no lights on.

His head knocked on every step of the stairs, and there was pain everywhere in his body.

Gu Shuyu fell on the ground on the first floor, blood on his forehead flowed all over the floor; his left arm and the left half of his body were completely unable to move.

Such severe pain made Gu Shuyu finally wake up from his trance.

When he fell downstairs, the piece of glass also fell from Gu Shuyu's hands.

Gu Shuyu laughed and shed tears, he couldn't move the left side of his body at all.Gu Shuyu supported the ground with his right hand and crawled forward one after another. The blood on the ground stained his right half of his body again.

He was in so much pain that he was about to faint, and he had no strength left in the pain, but Gu Shuyu still tried his best and moved over with his right hand.

Stretching forward with his right hand, he finally reached the piece of broken glass.

Gu Shuyu firmly grasped the piece of glass, weeping and laughing at the same time, he knew that what he was holding was not a piece of glass, but what he was holding was the most ardent love Chen Hui had for him when he was young.

Gu Shuyu was so painful that he was about to faint. At the last moment of being awake, he clenched his right hand tightly with all his strength, and embedded the piece of glass into the palm of his right hand.

The blunt old glass spanning ten years pierced through Gu Shuyu's right hand, and the muscles, bones, veins, flesh and blood were mixed with the glass.

It hurts so much, it's so good, Gu Shuyu thought.

The moment the glass was completely embedded in his right hand, he finally smiled and closed his eyes.

-

In the deep night, Chen Hui suddenly woke up from his dream. He dreamed, he dreamed——Gu Shuyu stuck something into his chest.

When they were young, they once read a book called "The Thorn Bird" together. There was a very classic sentence in it. Chen Hui couldn't remember the original sentence. He only remembered that it said——we are doing one thing When it is time, it is clear and obvious, but we will still do that, we will stick thorns into the chest of the moon.

For some reason, when he was young, the words in that book kept echoing in his mind.

The harsh phone ringing suddenly rang, who would call at this time.

Wei Xiangfeng was also awakened by the ringing of the phone. He sat up, rubbed his eyes, and looked towards Chen Hui.He saw that the caller ID on his mobile phone was Wang Ben.

Not knowing why Chen Hui was in a daze, Wei Xiangfeng reminded, "Chen Hui, answer the phone."

As soon as the call was connected, Wang Ben's breathless voice said, "Chen Hui, Chen Hui, come to the hospital quickly! The Gu family is in a mess again!"

On the other end of the phone, there was the sound of electronic equipment in the hospital and the noise of people talking. Chen Hui asked Wang Ben to speak up, but he could hardly hear it clearly.

The phone should have been snatched by another person, and it was Gu Shuyuan's voice that came.

"Chen Hui, my younger brother fell from upstairs and is being rescued in the emergency room..." Gu Shuyuan's voice seemed to be a little choked up, "Also, his right hand was pierced by a piece of glass. He obviously passed out, But it seems that he is still conscious, we and the doctor have tried every means, but he just refuses to open his right hand, the piece of glass cannot be taken out, I am afraid that his hand will be useless..."

Chen Hui came to the hospital in a trance, he suddenly felt that he was in that tragic dream.

However, he saw Gu Shuyuan, Gu Shuyao and Wang Ben hurriedly waiting outside the ward; he saw Gu Shuyu's right hand was bloody and bloody;

The doctor said that Gu Shuyu didn't pass out completely, it was his consciousness that was holding on and refused to let go.The doctor asked their family members to persuade them.

Chen Hui walked over and touched the back of Gu Shuyu's hand, blood stained Chen Hui's hand, he said softly, "Little French Fries, let go."

Gu Shuyu finally let go of his hand.

Chen Hui remembers that the scene when he wrote "Little French Fries" on the glass seemed to be getting clearer and clearer. Is there really something in this world that can remain unchanged for ten years?

The glass with handwriting tells memories in a cruel gesture.

The lights in the emergency room came on again.

The doctor said that the rescue was not timely enough, and the glass had remained in the veins of the muscles and bones for too long. There was no way for this hand to recover. Not to mention lifting heavy objects, even holding chopsticks and pens would be difficult to complete.

Gu Shuyuan chased after him, and hurriedly said: "Doctor, is there really no other way? My younger brother is a designer, and his hands are for designing and painting!..."

The doctor just shook his head.

-

Gu Shuyu opened his eyes, the early autumn was gradually sluggish, the branches and leaves outside the window were between yellow and green, he thought he heard the small cicadas, but he didn't.

The doctor said that he fell down the stairs, the fall was so severe that the nerve in his left ear was necrotic, and he should not be able to hear the sound in his left ear in the future.

Left ear, right hand; left ear, right hand.

Gu Shuyu looked at the dust floating in the sun, everything he owned was gradually lost.

Fortunately, he could still hear the sound in his right ear. He turned his head to see that it was Chen Hui who pushed open the door of the ward and came in.

"Chen Hui, did you speak? I may not be able to hear you clearly." Gu Shuyu smiled. Although he was suffering from illness after waking up, he always laughed. In other words, Gu Shuyu didn't want to cry anymore. , He only thought that he had shed all his tears.

Chen Hui looked at him and shook his head.

Gu Shuyu slept most of the time, and the weather was rare this morning. He told Chen Hui that he wanted to go for a walk in the courtyard, and take another look before the leaves had completely fallen.

"Next time, I'll watch it next time, and then I'll watch it when you recover from illness." When Chen Hui talked to him, he would increase his volume, as if he was shouting, like asking Gu Shuyu to go to school together in high school loud voice.

"Alright then." Gu Shuyu was still smiling, but he knew in his heart that his illness would not be cured.Neither the left ear nor the right hand will be healed.

Then there was silence between them again.

Gu Shuyu took out a collection of poems from the table next to him, turned a page with his still good left hand, and said softly, "Chen Hui, let's read poems together, just like ten years ago..."

"A glass of fine wine is freshly cooked, and the number of high-pitched songs is worth listening to. If you don't get drunk with your ancestors, but the time is like the sound of water. The distance goes on and on."

Those were Yan Shu's poems that Chen Hui liked most when he was young.

Gu Shuyu was tired after reading, he closed his eyes with a smile, and fell asleep again.Chen Hui put the poetry collection beside Gu Shuyu's pillow, and he tucked Gu Shuyu's quilt.

-

This seemed to be the first time that Wei Xiangfeng saw Chen Hui cry. Through the glass of the ward, he saw Chen Hui tucked the corner of the quilt for Gu Shuyu, and then wiped his eyes with the back of his hand.

Wei Xiangfeng thought of the lyrics "We're going to break our ties" that Shujiu sang that year, and he suddenly felt a little desperate.

I don't know when Gu Shuyuan came over, he carried a box of lunch, and stood side by side with Wei Xiangfeng outside the ward.His voice was cold but full of sarcasm: "You can also see that Chen Hui can't let go of my brother, you know it in your heart. No matter how much Chen Hui likes you, it can't match the love he has had for Shutiao all these years .”