deep in time

Chapter 10 (1)
[one]
Just like being lively does not necessarily make you feel happy, quietness does not necessarily accompany loneliness.

A flowering tree drenched by rain.A squirrel leaps cautiously over fallen leaves.

A night out of my control.

What is heard in the cochlea is the sound of waves rolling over, making people seem to have the illusion that they are not on land, but sleeping in a light boat floating on the sea.

It's like the tidal ebb and flow of the universe, and you feel strangely safe in it.

The lights in the small room were turned off, and the moonlight dripped down like rain.

Wiping the sweat off his forehead, the boy got up and gently opened the door. The stairs leading to the roof were pitch-black. He groped his way up and hit the protruding corner of the stairs with his toes, but he still remembered the pain. Desire is held in the chest - don't wake people up.

Lime cement roofs are the must-have terraces for seaside homes. In the center is a bamboo frame, with plaques and strings full of dried fish with a fishy smell.

"Hey, can't you sleep?"

A figure suddenly stood up in the corner, greeting with a crisp voice, and a charging light was turned on, and the girl's voice was a little fuzzy: "Be careful, there are bricks underneath."

Cheng Lichen lowered his head and saw a small stool made of bricks three centimeters from his toes. The cautious walking up the stairs before turned into a joke, and the boy's face became cold and stiff, but this time he didn't turn around and go down At the right time, I stood in the middle for a while, before I thought of what to do, I heard Baili say softly: "Turn the faucet on for me." Then he explained, "I was just dissecting a fish."

The boy's eyes moved to the corner where Baili was sitting, and a large plaque of fish appeared in the boy's sight.

"I just want to take a break, and I'll do it again tomorrow." Baili stretched his waist, stretching his body that had been paralyzed from sitting for too long. The white cotton T-shirt was a bit short. When the girl's arms were stretched out, her belly button was exposed, and the boy moved away all at once. He lost his sight, but his face gradually turned red.He walked over awkwardly and turned on the faucet.

The rushing water rushed on the girl's hand and flowed down the sink. After shaking her hand, a few drops of water splashed on the boy's bare arm.

"Aren't you used to sleeping?" the girl said while looking for something.

In front of the boy's right side, a white handkerchief was hanging on a bamboo pole, fluttering lightly.

"Looking for this?"

"Yeah. So it's here."

Baili walked over, and the moment he stretched out his hand, it was covered by a layer of shadow.The longer boy's hand touched the handkerchief first, and he hooked it off lightly, and handed it to the girl.

Then there was an awkward silence.

Baili didn't realize that the boy was a little unnatural, so he walked around the bamboo rack full of dried fish, sat on a small stool made of bricks, and turned off the light, "You sit too, good luck, Tonight is a full moon night. There are no dark clouds, no heavy rain, and the sea is peaceful."

The boy hesitated and sat down.

In addition to the smell of sea breeze and sea fish, there is also a faint smell of needles from the girl next to her.

Almost with their backs facing each other, the two quietly looked into the distance.

But gradually, a tacit understanding seemed to be brewed, and the atmosphere became much better.

After a while, the girl's low voice sounded.

"I came to Yanlang Island when I was eight years old. I saw the sea for the first time. That night I couldn't sleep all night. It was stormy outside, and the dark clouds were thick and heavy. It seemed like the end of the world, but I felt so happy."

"what?"

"Because I have parents." The girl smiled in the dark, "I will tell you a secret, I am an adopted child, and I have been in an orphanage for six years. Since I was sensible, I have been begging God for mercy every day. I, give it to my parents."

—Adopted Orphans.

——For the reality that a poor couple adopted her and let her come to this home, she never complained or regretted, but was just grateful.Because finally someone loves her, and she is no longer living alone in this world.

"Cheng Lichen."

"Ah."

"Uncle Cheng is a good father, I envy you." The girl turned her face and looked at Cheng Lichen sincerely.

The faces of two people who are very close can be seen in the milky light.

There seemed to be a bright moon in Baili's eyes, which was pure and flawless.

"You know a P." I really wanted to say this, but the anger in Cheng Lichen's heart dissipated invisible on such a night.He smiled self-deprecatingly, avoided Baili's gaze, and didn't say anything. Maybe boys are not good at words, nor are they good at communication.

——I don't want to say anything hypocritical.I also don't deny that he is a good father, but he is not a good husband.I will always remember that once, on a winter night, the gas at home suddenly ran out. It was too cold and people were unwilling to deliver the goods, so my mother had to ride a bicycle to get the gas. When she came back, she fell and scratched her thigh. The gash was big and bloody, and she gasped in pain when I rubbed the medicine on her.When I was ten years old, I moved to a new house. Compared with the Ping’an Hutong where there is no sunshine all year round, the first thought that came to me was that my mother’s cooking would no longer be choked by the smoke from the poorly ventilated small kitchen. Gotta cough.No matter how many times I move to a new home in the future, I still remember the happy self standing in the kitchen at that moment.When we moved, I didn’t bring all the furniture and home appliances. My father let me sit in his newly bought car. I wondered why my mother didn’t get in the car. My father said that your mother still needs to clean up the house.When I was leaving, my mother stood at the entrance of the alley and kept waving vigorously. After the car drove for a while, I looked back and saw my mother chasing desperately behind.I hurriedly called to stop, and my mother was holding a schoolbag in her hand, panting, and told me to study hard with tears in my eyes.At that time I felt uneasy.That was the last time I saw my mother, and then I frantically went back to Ping'an Hutong and asked every family, no one knew where my mother had gone.I hate my dad, he won't want my mom if he has money!I hate Song Lanlan, she occupies a position she shouldn't have!

——Every time I think of my mother, I want to cry.

I really want to say these things, but I don't seem to be familiar with Baili to this level, so these words are just turning around in my heart, but I can't get them out of my mouth.

"My dad is a good father, but he is not a good husband." After a long time, the boy held back these words strangely.

Baili looked at Cheng Lichen in surprise, and opened his mouth, as if he understood something.

Under the moonlight at this moment, Baili and Cheng Lichen developed a wonderful tacit understanding, as if they could feel each other's sincere comfort without words.

"Hey, that schoolbag of yours was the last gift my mother gave me." I was reluctant to use it all the time, and hid it in the closet, but I couldn't find it no matter how hard I looked.Seeing Baili carrying this schoolbag for the first time, it is not difficult to guess that Song Lanlan cleaned up his room, probably because she thought she bought it and forgot to use it or didn't like it, so she took it away on her own initiative, and finally gave it to Baili.The boy turned his head and looked at the girl: "As soon as I saw you using this schoolbag, I couldn't help but want to get angry with you."

Baili, who had never expected that the schoolbag he was using had a story, suddenly understood why Cheng Lichen had disliked her from the very beginning and tried every means to embarrass her. robbed him of his memories.

"Sorry, I don't know." The girl rubbed her hands and said softly, "How about..."

The boy shook his head, intercepted what she was about to say, and said in a low voice: "No need, you can use it. It's been hidden all the time, wouldn't it be a pity if it broke?"

The boy who has always been deeply rooted in Baili's cognition with the image of "arrogant, domineering and rude" actually said such words, she gave him a surprised look, and a layer of warmth floated in her heart.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of it." The girl clenched her fists as if swearing.

The boy who was amused by the girl's seriousness suddenly reached out and stroked her hair.

Then, the hand became stiff.

Aren't there often scenes in movies where the male lead pampers the heroine's hair?After that, the male protagonist will probably say something like "little fool" or "silly girl" in an affectionate tone, and then there will be a hug through tears.

In the dark, the boy thought of the plot of the vulgar movie and TV, so he slowly withdrew his hand.

Obviously the relationship is not that close.

The boy stood up abruptly, clapped his hands, and restored his usual indifferent face: "I'm going to sleep first, you should sleep too."

Walking down the stairs, it was still dark, but the palm of my hand seemed to be lit with fireworks.

Seeing Cheng Lichen's figure quickly disappearing on the stairs, the girl smoothed the hair that was messed up by Cheng Lichen just now, stood up, and walked down the stairs slowly.

[two]
The bus stopped at the edge of a barren field.

Where is this going?

After eating at noon, he came back from Yanlang Island, and he was still very dizzy when he got off the boat. He got off the boat and waited for the bus at the pier. No. 3 bus is fine."

Cheng Lichen suppressed the churning vomiting in his heart, and became angry when he heard Baili's words. Does he look like a boy with no sense of responsibility?He promised Cheng Huihuang to go home with Baili, so there is no reason for him to go home first.

The boy's stubbornness came up, and he silently followed Baili on the slightly dilapidated No. 6 bus. The bumpy road came to a more desolate suburb. When he got off the bus, he saw a desolation.

There are no buildings nearby, wheat ears are swaying on the large golden fields, and there are some sequelae left by the advanced development of the city-the large area surrounded by walls, there is no sign of the rise of industry at all, but a large area. The weeds took over.

How far do we have to go?The visibly confused boy scratched his head.

After another 5 minutes, Cheng Lichen finally couldn't bear it anymore, and stopped angrily on a deserted concrete path, watching the scorching sunlight pouring down unreservedly, the road surface looked like a whitebait being grilled , the boy wiped the sweat off his forehead, turned around and looked at Baili: "Where are you going? Doesn't this place even have a car?"

Baili's face was flushed from the sun, beads of sweat trickled down his forehead, and he was still holding the big woven bag in his hand.

"...What's in this bag?" The boy saw a red mark on Baili's not-so-delicate hand, and sighed impatiently. Island, and now the bag brought from Yelang Island.

I knew it was not light, but it was unexpectedly heavy.

"arrive."

After another 5 minutes passed, Cheng Lichen and Baili stood in front of a large courtyard surrounded by concrete walls.Compared with the vast open space, the two three-story buildings in the courtyard can be regarded as solitary.

The iron gate is somewhat rusted, and there is a plaque with red letters on a white background, probably just finished, the red paint is not completely dry, and the words "Sun Welfare Institute" are written, which is incompatible with this dilapidated gate .

(End of this chapter)