blood pot

(thirteen)

After Bao Jie came back, she brought thick manuscript paper and carbon pens, and Zhang Xiaoyu started the difficult journey of coding on the hospital bed against the substantial eyes beside her.Jin Qian stared at him for nearly half a minute, then left the ward, and came back with a small table in his hand.The small table with a length of about one and a half meters and a width of 4 to 50 centimeters just solved Zhang Xiaoyu's urgent needs.

Zhang Xiaoyu's face was flushed red, and he took it without daring to look.The table case is very new, printed with blue sea and sky, tropical style, coconut trees and exquisite wooden houses.Zhang Xiaoyu was lying on the table, carefully describing his brand new fantasy world.

Inexplicably, Bao Jie had a strange feeling that she was an outsider.After suffering for an hour and a half, Bao Jie finally couldn't bear the silence in the ward, so she got up to say goodbye.As soon as Bao Jie left, apart from each other's shallow breathing,

There is nothing but the sound of flipping books and the rustle of writing.

Fortunately, the deadly silence didn't last long.Mother Zhang came to the ward with a lunch box, and Jin Qian closed the book and stood up to bid farewell to Mother Zhang and Zhang Xiaoyu politely.As soon as Jin Qian left, Zhang Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief.Mama Zhang opened the lid of the box, and a strong aroma of chicken soup filled the air.Zhang Xiaoyu swallowed, since he was reborn, he hadn't eaten any meat dishes except for that fried potato shreds and the dinner with Bao Jie's family.

Mother Zhang smiled and watched her son gobble it up, looked up and looked around, and then said: "Xiaoyu, when you recover from illness, mother will give you the money, and return it to the one just now when you go to school or find time... that... .." "Jin Qian?" Zhang Xiaoyu looked up, "Why did you pay him back?" Zhang's mother lowered her eyes, "Last night you had a high fever, and your Uncle Li came to the hospital with you on his back, but when you arrived at the hospital, your temperature suddenly rose again. , your mother in Uncle Li's hometown had an accident at that time, and mother came out with enough money. Fortunately, mother saw Jin...Jin Qian at the entrance of the hospital. It was he who bought the medicine for mother Paying for the hospitalization fee, and busy queuing up and down to register and pay the money. When you pay back the money, you have to thank them!"

Zhang Xiaoyu nodded, "I see. No wonder I saw him when I woke up, and Uncle Li wasn't there..." Suddenly the subject changed: "Mom, you and Uncle Li... ..Is it..." Mother Zhang was shocked, thinking that her son didn't want to have a stepfather, so she quickly said: "Mom has nothing to do with him, but he sees our orphans and widows living poorly, so he stretches out his hand from time to time That's all." Seeing that her mother was anxious, Zhang Xiaoyu persuaded her gently.

Zhang Xiaoyu thought for a while, and said: "Mom, I don't mean anything. It's just that after I save enough manuscript fees, we will move to the community opposite the library. If Uncle Li is willing to follow..." Stay Let Zhang's mother comprehend the half of the sentence by herself.Seeing the light in Zhang's mother's eyes, Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't help but sigh in his heart. In his previous life, he was deceived by Yan Xu to go to Yan's house, and occasionally only returned home after a few months. At that time, it was Uncle Zhang who devoted himself to taking care of his mother. .Later, his mother became seriously ill, and he and Yan Xu broke their faces and were trapped in Yan's house. It was also Uncle Li who ruthlessly sold the medical expenses raised by his thriving small shop to his mother.

Although it's enough for me and my mother, I can't be so selfish and break up the relationship between my mother and Uncle Li that took five years to cultivate in vain.Zhang Xiaoyu, who had figured it out, was happy from the inside out. Uncle Li was someone he knew well, and he would definitely be much better than the person who donated a sperm without conscience and then abandoned his wife and children to run away.

Zhang Xiaoyu was discharged from the hospital the next day, and went to school with a few photos of Grandpa Mao given by her mother in her bag.The old aunt saw that his English has improved by leaps and bounds and he has the ability to hit the top [-] in his age...etc. For the sake of it, he graciously forgave him for delaying the course due to illness and hospitalization.After morning self-study, Zhang Xiaoyu sneaked together to occupy two seats with one person (in fact, countless girls wanted to occupy but failed, and countless boys were afraid of being cannon fodder, so they did not want to sit with the top students) beside Jin Qian , and handed over the money in the bag.

With a keen mind, Jin Qian said, "I can accept it if you want, but you have to agree to one condition."

"What condition?" It won't be a physical promise, right? I am willing, I am willing, I am willing! ! ! ! !

Jin Qian said lightly: "After the physical book is published, give it to me first!"

"what?!"

There was a smile in Jin Qian's eyes, and he said: "If you don't refuse, you agree, okay, I'll wait for you to deliver the physical book by yourself." Zhang Xiaoyu's words of resistance died in the ringing of the class bell.

After school at noon, the monitor still rushed home to cook for his parents. Zhang Xiaoyu was thinking about what to have for lunch today, when he saw a handsome man in a suit and a handsome face, Yan Xu, standing at the gate of the school.Ten minutes later, Zhang Xiaoyu was sitting in a box of several top restaurants in the city, watching the man across from him raise his glass to apologize to him.

Zhang Xiaoyu shirked that he didn't know how to drink, and Yan Xu drank a full glass after being stunned, and said, "I didn't do what happened the day before yesterday, but it couldn't be related to me. I apologize to you!" Zhang Xiaoyu shook his head, "It's okay , anyway, now that it’s out of the way, I feel much better. Besides, your family’s injuries are not serious. As long as your Yan family doesn’t come to provoke me in the future, I will definitely not take the initiative to attack.”

Yan Xu poured a full glass of white wine in a muffled voice, and finally couldn't hold back the impulse that had been lingering in his heart for the past few days, and blurted out: "You said...you used to...have... ... liked me, right?" Zhang Xiaoyu stopped the tableware, looked up at him, and said seriously: "I don't want to die again!" Yan Ba ​​stood up and said Say thank you for the hospitality and leave without looking back.

The man in the well-fitting suit sat alone at the table covered with delicacies, drinking Baijiu sips.He saw the ivory white jade chopsticks that were still held in the young man's hand half a minute ago, and remembered the first time he saw him in the noodle restaurant, he walked towards him in the thick white water vapor, like a fairy who just came out of an ink painting with clouds of clouds .When she lowered her head, a section of her neck was revealed, with a white and delicate luster, like a flawless white jade carving.

He also remembered that night when he was standing under the street lamp, the orange light was shining, and the corners of his clothes were blown by the night wind, as if he was going to go back against the wind in the next second.His delicate face was stained with tears, begging himself to let him and his mother go.He said,

"I don't want...don't want to die again!"

Yan Xu's heart suddenly became uncomfortable, as if a heavy boulder was crushed, and he was almost out of breath.There was dense bitterness on the tip of his tongue, bitterer than the traditional Chinese medicine that was force-fed when he was sick when he was a child, and the astringency made his throat ache all the time.He stretched out his hand to fetch a glass of warm water, his face wet for no reason...

A drop of crystal fell on the dark blue suit pants, and a small dark round flower bloomed.

He stared blankly at the dark water, motionless...