Burning fire

"The little mute I rescued, what's his name?"

At noon, Zhou Qizun was holding a bowl of pitiful rice soup, and this was the first sentence he asked Liu Jian.

"Don't mention it. If he can't say it, he won't be able to write it." Liu Jian's head gets dizzy when he mentions this. "Ask him who his parents are and where his family is. He doesn't know anything, and he doesn't even dare to shake his head."

"I think he's at least thirteen or fourteen years old, he's not young..." Liu Jian grimaced, "But this kid has mental problems, so it's no wonder he has such a reaction when he is stimulated a little this time. "

Zhou Qizun finished the rice soup in one gulp: "I know his surname is Zhang."

"Surname Zhang?" Liu Jian stared.

"En." Zhou Qizun handed the empty bowl to Liu Jian, "Zhang Gong."

"..." Liu Jian slammed the bowl on the table, "When you save someone's life and death, how can you still know the last name of a dumb person? It's not a small skill."

"The real surname is Zhang, he wrote it in the palm of my hand." Zhou Qizun was also surprised when he heard it, "Didn't you bring him to the hospital to see me this morning?"

"I brought him to the hospital? This morning?" Liu Jian felt that the joke was too low-level, "You are not awake yet, did you dream about it?"

Liu Jian: "Those children are the key protection targets now, and they didn't ask to see you themselves. Your situation has just turned around. Why should I bring them here?"

"He didn't come?" Zhou Qizun was confused.

"I didn't come." Liu Jian said, "If it's not that you fell asleep, it's that you misunderstood someone else."

Zhou Qizun was silent for a while: "That may be my mistake. But you should pay more attention to him when you go back."

"Success." Liu Jian agreed.

They didn't talk any more about the little mute.

After a while Zhou Qizun asked again: "Where's Lei Dongyang? Has your temper gone?"

"No, I was venting my anger by running with heavy loads on the mountain." Liu Jian smiled, "You should have a good rest. Let me tell you, our troops will not stay in Yunnan for long, half a month."

"Shall I go back to the team?" Zhou Qizun asked.

Liu Jian: "I don't know. It's been said that you need to keep your eyesight, and you have to follow the arrangements of your superiors. It is not impossible to send you back to Changchun first."

Zhou Qizun: "..."

"I'll come see you tomorrow." Liu Jian sighed, "I'll go to the top of the mountain and take Lei Dongyang down first."

Zhou Qizun waved his hand irritably, signaling Liu Jian to leave.

"Are you missing something? I'll bring it to you tomorrow." Liu Jian added a word before leaving.

Zhou Qizun thought for a while: "Cherry."

"Ah?" Liu Jian didn't react.

"This season, the cherries in Yunnan are sweet, right?" Zhou Qizun asked sincerely.

"Drink liquid food, you." Liu Jian said forcefully, closed the door and left.

Zhou Qizun: "..."

That night, Zhou Qizun never expected that the big cherry from Yunnan would really be right in front of him.

He couldn't see anything with his eyes, but he felt the time in his heart and probably knew it.

After hanging the last anti-inflammatory bottle, it should be after eight o'clock in the evening.The washed big cherries filled a bag and fell on his lap.

"...It's you again? Zhang..." Zhou Qizun rubbed a cherry in his hand, "Is it you? Are you the little boy I saved? Where did you get the cherry? "

He asked suspiciously: "Liu Jian said he didn't bring you out, how did you come out?"

"If only you could give me a letter." Zhou Qizun stretched out his palm.

Zhang Jueming hesitated for a long time before he ticked Zhou Qizun's palm.

"...It's really you." Zhou Qizun was helpless, "Although the station is not far from the hospital, there must be someone taking care of you and watching you..."

"How did you do it? Sneak out once or twice? It's dark outside, if you find out that you're missing, why don't you panic to death?" Zhou Qizun sighed, and wanted to reach out for his mobile phone to call Liu Jian and ask him to call the phone. The little man with long flying feet carried it back.

It's a pity that Zhou Qizun was "blind" and couldn't make a call, so he could only ring the bell with his backhand, hoping to call the nurse to come over and do it for him.

Before the bell rang, a pair of cold, soft hands grabbed his wrist.Holding both hands together, this gesture is somewhat solemn.

Zhou Qizun paused with his fingers, but he didn't press the bell: "What's the matter?"

Zhang Jueming bowed his head, knowing that he had done something wrong. ——He shouldn't have sneaked out while no one was looking.He shouldn't have troubled his rescuer any more.

Although he knew he was wrong, Zhang Jueming still stubbornly grabbed Zhou Qizun's wrist. He pulled Zhou Qizun's arm and shook it slightly.

After shaking it twice, Zhang Jueming lost himself.He was dumbfounded, his fingers were numb, Zhou Qizun's arm seemed to be covered with anesthetic, it would go numb when he touched it, just let it go.

He knew in his heart that it would be good to let go, but he just didn't want to let go.

Zhou Qizun remained silent, feeling bitter in his heart.

He has been in the army for so many years, and he has saved many people. Some people are as painful as those who were not saved-what is it called stress disorder, mental illness... These people have a hard life Live a normal life again.

Zhou Qizun didn't understand it very well, but based on his feeling, the boy in front of him lacked a sense of security, and he was attached to him.

"You..." Zhou Qizun cleared his throat.

His younger siblings are not very good, let's not say that Lei Dongyang is anxious to him all day long, and he has a sister who is seven years younger than him. The pain really hurts, but he is rough-skinned and likes to make big cuts. Quickly cut the mess, the most troublesome is the slender hypocrisy.

Let him comfort him, he really can't say a few heartfelt and warm words.

"Hmm..." The cherry in Zhou Qizun's hand had been rubbing since just now, and it was already warmed by him.

He raised his hand and fumbled twice in mid-air, and accidentally scratched Zhang Jueming's nose with his fingertips.

"I'm sorry." Zhou Qizun was amused, now that he had a general orientation, his hands were lighter, and he put the rubbed big cherry into Zhang Jueming's mouth, "Open your mouth."

Zhang Jueming seemed to be bewitched, he opened his lips obediently, Zhou Qizun gained strength, and finally stuffed the cherry between Zhang Jueming's lips and teeth.

He asked, "How is it, sweet?"

Naturally, no one could answer, Zhou Qizun didn't wait, and continued on his own: "The doctor asked me to drink rice soup for two days, I won't be able to eat this big cherry tonight."

Zhou Qizun turned his ears to listen carefully, and suddenly caught a sound of sniffling.

"...Isn't it?" Zhou Qizun felt awkward, stretched his hand forward, wiped it, and his fingers were indeed wet and hot.

"Are you really crying secretly while I can't see you?" Zhou Qizun sighed and wiped away the tears of the people in front of him, "Why are you still crying when you feed me a cherry? Your brother, I don't know how to coax people."

Zhang Jueming didn't expect that a cherry could make him cry.Because the cherries were so sweet, his teeth, tongue, and throat were all throbbing.There must be something irritating in the juice, which made him sour and tears fell out.

I really want to let the person on the other side hug me again.Zhang Jueming was sore as he thought about it, but he definitely didn't dare to live or die.

Zhou Qizun supported Zhang Jueming's chin with his palm: "Spit out the nucleus."

Zhang Jueming's eyes were wide open, and his tears were also dripping round - how dare he spit out Zhou Qizun's hands.The heart was jumping wildly, the dog meat buns couldn't get on the table, his shallow throat gurgled and was swallowed by the cherry pit.

After a while, Zhou Qizun couldn't wait for the crying bag to spit out the nucleus, so Zhou Qizun had no choice but to take his hand back: "Then you spit it into the trash can."

Zhang Jueming had nothing to vomit.

Zhou Qizun was silent for another two seconds, and suddenly said happily: "Let me tell you, a man can't cry, he's useless."

Zhou Qizun: "I have a younger sister, although she is four or five years older than you, but she is a little girl, she won't cry when she is beaten."

"I rescued you not because I wanted you to cry at me." Zhou Qizun's tone softened a lot.

"Don't worry, we will help you until you find your home and your family." Zhou Qizun's lips curled up slowly, "If you are alive, maybe someday something great will happen. No matter what you have experienced before, it is over gone."

"I heard people say that your dumbness is not congenital, nor is it a disease. You used to be able to talk, right?"

Zhou Qizun tried his best to speak more tactfully, but he didn't have the talent for language arts, so he couldn't do anything tactfully, so he asked directly, "How long has it been since you spoke?"

"How many years?" Zhou Qizun paused for a moment, "Can you still make a sound?"

Zhang Jueming was motionless and stiff.

Zhou Qizun raised his hand in the air, Zhang Jueming was excited, his shoulders trembled, and he stretched out a melon seed of his head to Zhou Qizun's palm.

Zhou Qizun rubbed his soft hair as he wished: "So good."

"If you can still make a sound, just call me." Zhou Qizun pinched a lock of Zhang Jueming's hair, "I want to hear it."

Zhang Jueming slowly pressed his throat with his hands.

His lips trembled and he grinned openly, feeling uneasy—how much effort does he need to make a sound?Where is the effort?

Zhang Jueming pressed his throat for a while, and the snow-white skin on his neck turned red.But Zhou Qizun didn't urge him, but just waited patiently in front of him.

Zhou Qizun took another cherry from the bag and rubbed it. When the cherry was hot again, he thought that "Little Zhang Mute" would not make a sound for him, but at this moment, a sound suddenly came from the opposite side.

I couldn't tell whether it was "ah" or "uh", but there was a very soft sound, thin and pale, like the meowing of a newborn kitten with no fur.

Zhou Qizun was stunned for a moment, and a big smile appeared on his mouth, which made his eyes hurt from laughing: "Can't this make a sound!"

He was pleasantly surprised, but Zhang Jueming was not like that.

This sound is too ugly.

Zhang Jueming blushed. He tightly covered his mouth and nose, covering himself until he couldn't breathe. The more he held back, the redder his face became, and the more he held back, the redder his eyes.

"What's wrong? Are you ashamed?" Zhou Qizun was still smiling, "What's there to be ashamed of a man."

Zhang Jueming put aside his delay for a while, he still had to contact Liu Jian, otherwise he would cause trouble and be afraid of accidents.

Zhou Qizun stretched his arm to ring the bell, but he stretched it so badly that he hurt his side waist and said "Ouch" in pain.

Zhang Jueming was frightened by the "Ouch", he didn't think about anything, jumped up from the bed in shock, and poked Zhou Qizun's brow in a daze.

Zhou Qizun's body froze, and suddenly his head became dizzy.

"Why do I..." He slowly lowered his raised hand, tilted his head, and was about to fall sideways.

Zhang Jueming hastily pushed one knee onto the bed, and leaned over to be held in his arms.

He was careful not to touch it too much, Zhou Qizun was covered with bandages, his whole body was full of pain points, his useless useless arms could barely wrap around Zhou Qizun's neck.

Zhang Jueming breathed a sigh of relief, and quietly, gently, put Zhou Qizun on the pillow at the most gentle angle.

Because of his drowsiness, the smile on Zhou Qizun's mouth disappeared.His lips collapsed into a line, which was a very serious line—this man was obviously not in shape, but he had a serious and serious face, especially when he was not smiling, even if he was blindfolded, The lips are also serious.

Zhang Jueming stared at the gap between his lips, and then lowered his eyes to his own hands.

He wanted to reach out and touch those slightly warm lips, but because this hand was the culprit that caused Zhou Qizun to fall asleep, he didn't dare to stretch it out after all.