Eight wind does not move

out of reach.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yu has already tried his best to tiptoe, but it is still a little bit short.

There are cicadas chirping outside the window one after another. It is the middle of summer vacation and he hasn't done his summer homework yet, but Jiang Yu is not in a hurry, no one will care about him, even if he doesn't move until the last word, his mother won't be angry with him , No one from the parent meeting came, so he didn't have to be afraid of the teacher complaining.

Friends are very envious of him, so Jiang Yu naturally thinks it feels good.

He can go out and play like crazy, Jiang Xuewei has no demands on him, but Jiang Xuewei firmly does not allow him to enter this room.

As long as he can remember, Jiang Yu grew up in this courtyard in Beijing. There was a grandmother who took care of him since he was a child, and a woman who appeared occasionally, brought some banknotes and some toys that he didn't like to the grandmother.

There are too many such corners in Beijing, which are gradually forgotten in the busy Beijing.

Later, someone told him that the woman who occasionally appeared was called Jiang Xuewei, and she was his mother.

Mom, you should be the person closest to you in the world.But Jiang Yu has never understood why this person who should be closest to him always looks at him with such eyes that can be called hatred.

When he was in elementary school, the courtyard house was demolished, and the grandmother who had taken care of him went back to his hometown, so he returned to Jiang Xuewei's side.

Jiang Yu always felt that he was a little bit different, and he was better at fighting than others. No one cared about him. When his childhood friend was dragged back to eat by his parents, he could still go out alone for a long time before returning home.

However, he always felt that something made him unhappy.

Jiang Yu stretched his arms very hard to touch the top layer of the bookcase. He almost succeeded, but the chair under his feet slipped.

The half-grown boy weighed heavily, fell on the cabinet, and immediately overturned the floor.

Jiang Yu was stunned. He didn't know what to do. He even knelt on the ground because he was afraid and couldn't stand up. He thought about sweeping the wreckage aside first. When I was there, I suddenly found a person standing at the door,

Jiang Yu suddenly felt less scared, at least this was the first time that his mother's eyes showed anger, which is a rare emotion, when she looked at him.

How long he was locked up in the attic, he didn't remember, anyway, when he came out, the summer vacation was almost over.

Jiang Yu knew that his mother was a reporter as well as a documentary photographer. She often saw his mother going in and out of this room. Later, he found out that this darkroom had broken washing tanks that were all over the place and was covered with developing solution. Lingering.

"Mom, did you write this?"

Jiang Yu seldom took the initiative to talk to his mother, but this time he couldn't help but want to ask in detail. He was holding a piece of printing paper in his hand, on which was the information he found after searching for a long time.

The report records the hero of Hoh Xil. The man in the picture - 34 years old died at the gunpoint of poachers. He was still in a deadlocked shooting position at the moment before his death. He will be forgotten by the world immediately An animal protection worker and a Hoh Xil hero who will never be forgotten.

Jiang Yu paused, and finally asked what he always wanted to know: "Mom, why don't you ever tell me about my father?"

"Do you know why you were born?" Jiang Xuewei's expression was very cold. She had just returned from overtime work, and her delicate makeup could not conceal her exhaustion: "Because your heroic father raped/raped me for nearly three months in that damn place. month, he wanted to imprison me by his side, thank God, my prayers worked, the bullet shot through his forehead, he died a miserable death, and I processed him into an unmoving hero , It's ridiculous, but it's a pity that there is no way to kill you at that time."

Jiang Yu couldn't understand what Jiang Xuewei was saying, he kept his posture, Jiang Xuewei put down the delicate small messenger bag on his shoulder, and walked into the room alone.

Jiang Yu clicked on the webpage he saved again, the webpage for recruiting volunteers, and there was a report about his father under the webpage.

The unmoving hero.

His father was a jerk, but he is different, he can be a real hero.

He is not the shadow of his father.

After Jiang Yu was admitted to university, he served in the military for one year. One year later, Jiang Yu stood at the gate of the university again, and suddenly had a completely different impulse and idea.

Jiang Yu flipped through the address book and felt that it was necessary to talk to his mother about this matter.

It took a long time for the call to be picked up, and the person on the other side didn't speak, as if they were waiting for Jiang Yu to hang up by himself.

Jiang Yu quickly spoke first: "I want to drop out of school."

"Ah."

Jiang Xuewei didn't start a family. At first, Jiang Yu thought it was because Jiang Xuewei was doing it for his own good, but later he found out that it was because Jiang Xuewei felt disgusted when she saw a man.

When there was no response on the phone, after a long time, Jiang Xuewei asked, "Is there anything else?"

He sensed that the person on the other side was about to hang up the phone.

Jiang Yu suddenly thought of him who was ten years old, sneaked into his mother's darkroom, and was angrily reprimanded by Jiang Xuewei.

Jiang Xuewei when he was angry made him truly feel like he had a mother.

"I'm going to Hoh Xil." Jiang Yu paused, then suddenly said, "I want to continue what my father did."

There was silence on the phone for a long time, so long that Jiang Yu thought Jiang Xuewei hung up the phone.

He heard the woman's voice opposite was not only indifferent, but more painful.

"Don't make this call again."

Jiang Yu didn't expect that he would say such words in the end, and he himself didn't understand what he was thinking.

So, why was I born?

Jiang Yu often has a confused concept about his father. His father is a hero, and he can even be seen in the library, but his father is a rapist who unreservedly slanders the girl who bravely went deep into Hoh Xil to report.

What about yourself, what kind of person will you become?

On the first night in Hoh Xil, the volunteers who traveled together included a retired special soldier who looked very strong, and a college student who looked weak.

The college student has a very good personality. He introduced himself as a graduate student of a key university, specializing in the medical protection of wild animals. Although he seems to be a very easy-going person, for some reason, he feels very distant.

In the first few days, Jiang Yu was dizzy due to high nausea and his limbs were weak. As soon as he arrived at the protection station, he immediately devoted himself to high-intensity work, which caused Jiang Yu to collapse for a while, and even a little world-weary.

But it did come.

He felt that he was out of society, doing what his father had done in his mother's report, which made him feel in a trance, what exactly did he want to tell the other party, like a hero.

He met Fang Shunjie at that time. He was a very planned and ideal young photographer. I wonder if it was because of his mother that he had an inexplicable affection and admiration for the person holding the camera?Or is it afraid?

That time Fang Shunjie walked in front of Jiang Yu and asked him what mountain range this was.

"Tang Gula." Jiang Yu replied, walking slowly with Fang on the broken ice.

"Then..." Fang Shunjie pointed his finger in a further direction.

"Yangtze source." Jiang Yu replied.

The grassland is connected with the snow peak, and the sky and the earth seem to be integrated into one.

Fang Shunjie asked Jiang Yu at the source of Wanjiang

"Jiang Yu, have you thought about the future?"

"Their future is to become lakes and oceans, so they are born, what about you?"

"You guys think a lot about art." Jiang Yu kept smiling and didn't answer the question.

"It's not that you think too much. Isn't this what everyone thinks about." Fang Shunjie squatted on the ground, looking for a good angle: "Just like me, I want to be famous in the future, make money, and make my mother's life better."

Jiang Yu stretched his frozen limbs and lit a cigarette.

Fang Shunjie turned around suddenly, and his camera was pointed at him suddenly, with a crisp clicking sound, recording Jiang Yu's youthful face.

I haven't recalled it for a long time. In the summer vacation of the third grade, he stepped on a chair and tiptoed to reach his mother. Then he staggered and fell to the ground together with the cabinet.

He actually fell badly that day, but he didn't seem to remember it. He slumped on the ground in embarrassment. When he slowly raised his head, he saw his mother's face.

When would her mother want to look at him, not with hatred for his father, but looking at him like a son.

"Jiang Yu." Zhou Hang patted Jiang Yu's face lightly: "Jiang Yu, wake me up and do me a favor."

"what?"

The sun is still not yet, and the sky outside is dark. Zhou Hang has already got up and is going to wash up. Today, he plans to conduct a small-scale inspection along the Altun Mountain.

"Come and do me a favor, the flashlight box is placed too high by you, I can't reach it."

Zhou Hang's voice sounded a little annoyed. It is estimated that he had tried several times and failed. Jiang Yu didn't wake up, and half-closed his eyes. Last night, his mind was in a mess and he didn't sleep well.

Why do I dream about these messy things? I guess it's because of too much pressure recently.

"Hurry up, there are reporters coming today." Seeing Jiang Yu's sleepy face, Zhou Hang stretched out his hand to pinch Jiang Yu's leg and muttered: "Why are you so listless? Did you get caught last night? The old man is tired, so it's useless, can't it, Captain Jiang."

"Fart." Jiang Yu held back his second yawn because of Zhou Hang's teasing, gritted his teeth and sat up, reaching out to pat Zhou Hang's head.

It was rare for Zhou Hang to take advantage of Jiang Yu, laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten up while hiding.