Chen Xia

Chapter 37 Chapter 37
Second day of vacation.

Ye Mian went to Aunt Zhang's house again.

In order to express his gratitude for the dates over the years, Ye Mian took a bag of ginger candies, which were given by Ye Haisheng's previous patient. They were perfect for eating when the weather was cold.

Aunt Zhang was very happy, she held Ye Mian's little hand, sat on the futon, and chatted a lot about her childhood.

She said that when she was a child, she often squatted under the jujube tree to hide and seek. She also took the initiative to help Aunt Zhang's youngest son change his wet pants, and she also liked to use a wooden stick to chase away dogs that bit people.

Ye Mian also found it funny when she heard it, and happy childhood memories rushed to her face.

But there is nothing about Jiang Chen in it.

Ye Mian pursed her lips, and finally couldn't help asking the purpose of coming here today, "Auntie, do you still remember Jiang Chen's childhood?"

"Jiang Chen..." Aunt Zhang paused, her eyes became complicated, but she was not unwilling to speak, but her voice became very low.

It seems that what she is trying to recall is her extremely painful past.

"Why don't you remember? We are all neighbors, and we watched that child grow up."

"His mother was forced to commit suicide by his father. I heard that he even saw his mother's body."

"His father also became more and more abnormal after that. The family was originally very rich, but he still wanted to gamble. When he lost the bet, he took out his anger on the child and beat him all over the body like crazy! He couldn't sleep at night. , there are wounds all over the body.”

"At that time, no one wanted to play with him. They all thought he was a monster. If he didn't have a piece of good meat all over his body, he was not a monster."

"It's useless for outsiders like us to stop her once or twice. Dong Yulan is not a human being. When she's hungry, she'll give people...eat cigarette butts, give people fruit peels, and let her children dig through trash cans."

"They are so bad on the surface, but behind the scenes, I don't know what the couple will do to do more extreme things and commit crimes."

Ye Mian no longer remembers how she got out of Aunt Zhang's house.

But Aunt Zhang's language was woven into a picture, and the bloodiest cruelty was placed before her eyes, which made her uncontrollably terrified.

Ye Mian closed her eyes, and a clear tear ran down the corner of her eyes. She clearly heard a crack in her heart. In Jiangcheng in November, she felt colder than the snow quilt on a northern winter night.

Time was unexpectedly rolled back these years, and she couldn't help but feel sad for Jiang Chen.

His previous situation was so bad.

No wonder he never mentioned his childhood later

This old city witnessed Jiang Chen's many embarrassments.

Eating cigarette butts, there is no good meat all over the body, so I dare not sleep.

These tragedies make me suffocate just thinking about them.

No one knows how the young Jiang Chen survived.

Ye Mian originally thought that Jiang Chen was born mature and wealthy.

Now she understands.

Perhaps after he lost his mother, the bloody storm in the world did not give him a chance to breathe, and trampled him into the dust. As the wounds tore and healed again and again, the little he could only wrap himself up. Skin and flesh, listening to the curses and taunts, lingering on.

In this huge world, no one really loves him.

Realizing this, who can continue to remain innocent and pure.

In the autumn wind of November, the sky was so gray that there was not a single cloud in it. Ye Mian finally couldn't bear it any longer, and his footsteps trembled, and he fell in front of his house.

I wear thick clothes in autumn, and there is no pain.

But she just felt pain and could only squat on the ground, cover her face and cry softly.

Pedestrians were coming and going, and they couldn't help but look at this strange little girl.

Under the locust tree, a tired young man came.

After staying up all night again, the fatigue in his eyes was even worse, there was a wound on his back that was scratched by a brat, his lips were very pale, and there were dry cracks.

The material of the clothes rubbed against the wound, but his steps still didn't stop, as if he didn't feel any pain at all.

He couldn't smell the autumn wind, nor could he see the color of the fallen leaves. Only the cold wind blowing on his back could make his sleepiness dissipate.

It wasn't until his eyes fell on the girl in front of him that everything began to take on color.

He crossed the street, walked to the girl's side, knelt down, and picked up the lost cloth bag beside the girl.

In the whistling wind, the voice was as cold as Qingqiu, "Ye Mian, are you hurt? Get up and let me see."

Ye Mian didn't raise her head, she knew who it was just by hearing the voice.

she thinks……

When Jiang Chen was a child, did anyone ask this question?

Her shoulders trembled, none of them were tense, and she cried even harder.

The little girl buried her head in her arms, her whole body huddled together, sobbing violently, and she felt particularly pitiful and fragile.

Jiang Chen frowned, raised his hand, and wanted to pat her on the shoulder.

Seeing the color of the crayon in the palm of his hand, he put it down again, and asked softly, "Don't cry, where did you drop it? I'll buy you medicine."

How could Ye Mian want him to buy medicine? She didn't really fall and hurt herself, so she could only grab the corner of his clothes with one hand, and said in a muffled voice, "Don't, don't go."

Jiang Chen lowered his eyes and looked at her for a while, "Ye Mian, there is no use crying when you are injured. You have to apply medicine."

Ye Mian knew that this was the law of survival in his world view, she shook her head cautiously, "I'm not hurt."

"Huh?" The boy raised his pretty eyebrows, "Then why are you crying?"

"..."

It was impossible for Ye Mian to say.

She would never mention this kind of thing in front of Jiang Chen.

She wished Jiang Chen could forget everything.

She held on to Jiang Chen's clothes tightly and choked, "I was just crying."

Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes, his eyes helpless, "The ground is cold, sit up."

Ye Mian wanted to raise her head after hearing this, but within a second of her face touching the air, she hurriedly lowered her head.

His head was buried deeper.

Also, the scalp becomes numb instantly.

Just when she came into contact with the wind, she realized that she had been crying for too long, and her nose and tears were all coming out.

If there were no accidents, her current appearance should be very slimy and miserable.

Woohoo, shame on you.

But she's used to it.

She resisted the urge to cry again, pulled Jiang Chen's clothes, and asked pitifully: "Jiang Chen, did you bring a tissue? The snot... the snot is flowing out."

As soon as the words fell, a folded tissue was put into her hand, as if it had been prepared long ago.

She was stunned, picked up the handkerchief, turned her head, quickly spread the tissue, wrapped her mouth and nose, wiped it carefully, and then raised her head.

The neck is already sore.

But tears still welled up in her eyes.

She looked at Jiang Chen's level.

The boy's eyes are like a long night.

Jiang Chen stretched out his long, cold white fingers and helped her up from the ground. Then, he heard the girl choke and say: "Jiang Chen, are you tired?"

The wind on the street was very strong, and Jiang Chen was startled.

Looking up at the girl whose face was flushed due to lack of oxygen, "What?"

Ye Mian shook her head, "It's nothing."

(End of this chapter)