Self-knowledge

22

Ye Xiang and Lin Jiaxu walked into the ward with their fingers interlocked. None of the countless images that flashed through Ye Xiang's mind happened. What he was facing was a woman dressed in white cloth, with a face three points like his, and her husband and child.

Fan Qin had left an hour ago.

The younger sister who was related by blood looked at him defensively with red eyes. He and her did not exchange unnecessary greetings, but only asked about the situation.

My sister told me everything she knew.

Fan Qin has been handsome since she was a child, and has many suitors and admirers.

After graduating, she was assigned to work in a textile factory. During her work, she had been sick and rested for more than a year. Now it seems that it should be Ye Xiang who was born at that time. No one knew that Fan Qin gave birth to a child without anyone knowing it. No one knew who Ye Xiang's biological father was.

Fan Qin's daughter said frankly that before today, she didn't even know about Ye Xiang's existence.

After being introduced, Fan Qin married a local primary school teacher, and she was born shortly after the marriage.

Just like tens of thousands of ordinary families, they lived in poverty but happily. Until Fan Qin’s husband died in an accident three years ago, Fan Qin was hit hard by it. She was diagnosed with stomach cancer half a year ago. Passive treatment, after only half a year, he left.

The younger sister said that grandpa and grandma are old, and they are in the countryside near City C. They have been notified and will arrive tomorrow.If Ye Xiang wants to meet, he can stay and meet tomorrow.

Ye Xiang shook his head and did not answer.

So she went on to say that Fan Qin was an ordinary but unique mother to her. She didn't know whether it was true or not that her mother said that she had a brother before she died. After killing Ye Ronggui, he fell into a coma.

The subtext is that whether Ye Xiang is really Fan Qin's biological son is now impossible to verify. Naturally, in terms of inheritance, she will not agree to share Ye Xiang's inheritance, whether it is her own or not. Nor has the right to divide the mother's estate.

Her husband has been standing on the sidelines in silence, holding the child and crying and calling grandma.

Ye Xiang glanced at the body covered in white cloth on the bed, half of his fingers were exposed, and the knuckles were swollen and blue.

No one knows what kind of mood his biological mother, who has never masked before, asked her daughter to call the man who had a crush on her before she died. That man silently helped her raise her son for 28 years.

Did Fan Qin regret giving Ye Xiang life at the moment of dying?

Does she want to see Ye Xiang for the last time?

Did Fan Qin love Ye Ronggui?

Who is Ye Xiang's biological father?

However, all doubts are buried in the past forever with the passing of life.

Ye Xiang didn't say anything in the end, and didn't even ask for a photo of Fan Qin. He took a last deep look at the white cloth on the bed and the hazy body under the white cloth, bowed solemnly, and bowed deeply, without turning his head. walked back.

Finding a hotel nearby, Ye Xiang didn't have the strength to push Lin Jiaxu away, so he let Lin Jiaxu check in and the two entered a room.

He took a break in the shower room. This day was too long. He seemed to have gone through 28 years of his life. In this small southwestern city that he was not familiar with but was born here, he failed to see his biological mother for the last time. .

Ye Xiang went out wearing a bathrobe, Lin Jiaxu carefully dried his wet hair with a hair dryer, brought a bowl of porridge from the room service, and coaxed him to eat it.

He didn't eat for a day, and his stomach began to throb repeatedly unknowingly. Ye Xiang couldn't swallow the beef porridge. Lin Jiaxu gently wiped the stains from the corners of Ye Xiang's mouth, then made a bed for Ye Xiang, and hugged Ye Xiang. Xiang fell asleep.

Ye Xiang had a lot of dreams that night. In a daze, he saw a beautiful woman sitting by the window sill holding a book. The woman's face was blurred, but he could still intuitively feel that the woman is beautiful.

When he was young, Ye Ronggui was sitting on the side, wearing a rustic uniform, looking sideways at the woman and saying something with a smile.

The woman also smiled, and she lowered her head, covering the lower half of her face with a book, revealing only a pair of shy and bright eyes.

They talked about something again, Ye Ronggui's expression became a little lonely, and the woman's eyes were also worried.

"Why don't you go back with me? My hometown is a big city, and I will find a way to assign you a better factory."

The woman closed the book, looked out the window, and murmured, "I'm from here, I like this place, I like Xiangjiang. If I have a child in the future, no matter whether it's a boy or a girl, I hope to call him Axiang."

The scene in the dream was yellow, like a fake movie with memories, or a mirage of overlapping dreams.