Devil’s Warmth

In March of the spring, willow branches pulled out new buds, and Bei Yao walked beside Pei Chuan and whispered to him, "I tell you a secret."

"Ok."

"My mother is giving me a little brother."

Pei Chuan was surprised and glanced at her.

The little girl walked like a chick, but her voice was lowered: "At the latest this month, my brother is born."

In 2004, the country did not open the second child policy, and family planning is being implemented. Only one child is allowed in the family. The slogans on the streets were "Sheng Shengyou Shengyou Happy Life" and "Girls can pick the beam."

Zhao Zhilan was pregnant with her second child in her thirties. She was embarrassed, but when she saw her daughter's unhappiness, she also felt relieved and felt the joy of being a mother again.

Zhao Zhilan once secretly discussed with Bei Licai: "Will Yaoyao be more upset?"

"I don't think so." Bei Licai touched his wife's belly. "This child has grown up and can share a lot of pressure for her sister."

Together, the couple rented a house outside, and told the outside that Zhao Zhilan went back to her family to visit her relatives. When the melons were born and the second child was born, they should go to the hukou and the hukou, and the fine was fine.

Huai was pregnant and could not bear to destroy it. In March of this year, it was the season when Beckham was born.

Pei Chuan asked Bei Yao: "How do you know it is a younger brother? What if it is a younger sister?"

Bei Yao thought she knew it, she brushed off the branches on her head: "I dreamed, it doesn't matter, it is my sister, and I like her too."

"You want it born?"

Pei Yao nodded strongly, her eyes were filled with the luster of tender expectation, and Pei Chuan frowned.

"Aren't you afraid it will share your parents' love?"

"Not afraid." She replied with a smile, "He and I have the same blood, we are family." She remembered Beckham's honest and lovely appearance, remembering the unborn child, her heart was soft.

The little girl asked him joyfully, "Pei Chuan, do you want a brother or sister?"

Beiyao asked this with a little tentative temptation, because she knew that when she was in high school, Pei Chuan's parents had divorced long ago, and Pei Chuan's father found him a stepmother. A sister as big as myself.

Bei Yao's previous life was not close to Pei Chuan, and she never knew what Pei Chuan's attitude was towards this younger sister.

"No," he replied lightly.

"Oh." Beiyao was worried, how uncomfortable he would be in the future.

Bei Yao returned home, just happened to meet Dad to take some daily necessities to go out.

Bei Licai: "Yao Yao is back, I'll see you. Mom."

"Can I go together? I have finished my homework."

"Come on, I'll take the door."

Bei Licai also bought a motorcycle in the first two years, and Pei's motorcycle has been replaced with a quite elegant car.

Bei Yao was sitting on Dad's motorcycle, and the wind was blowing softly on his cheek. Today is March 24th, Friday. Tomorrow is the day when Xiao Beijun is born. He was born at two in the morning. Rao is Bei Yao knowing this, can not help but nervous.

Zhao Zhilan had a big belly, and when she saw her daughter coming from school, she gently touched her head.

After dinner, Zhao Zhilan frowned. "Amniotic fluid is broken."

"I will take you to the hospital."

Fortunately, the second child, Zhao Zhilan was not panic at all: "You sent Yao Yao back first, it didn't start to hurt, it was very early." She turned to look at Bei Yao again, "Go back to sleep, come to the hospital tomorrow to see her mother With your little brother or sister. Are you afraid to stay alone at night? "

Bei Yao shook her head and shook Zhao Zhilan's hand in encouragement.

This evening Zhao Zhilan produced it, and Bei Yao prayed in the room that everything went well.

It rained at night, the wind blew the treetops, the rain splashed, and there were intermittent thunders outside the window.

On the fourth floor opposite the district, a family farce was being staged.

A week ago, Jiang Wenjuan appeared in a foreign high-end lipstick.

It was Pei Chuan who saw the lipstick first. The lipstick fell out of the bag. Jiang Wenjuan panicked, picked it up in her son's silent eyes, and put it in her own bag.

"Mom asked my colleague to bring it."

Before he asked, Jiang Wenjuan was so guilty that he found an excuse.

Pei Chuan did not speak, and few people in the world could lie smoothly in front of him. Unless he is willing to tolerate such lies.

He hummed gently and left the wheelchair. Until now, he still wanted a complete family.

But the paper bag couldn't hold the fire. It didn't take long for Jiang Wenjuan to show off with Pei Haobin.

The light in the master bedroom was on. Jiang Wenjuan said, "Divorce, I like another man. He is a doctor in our hospital."

As an outstanding criminal policeman, Pei Haobin still felt that the sky would collapse when he faced his wife ’s mental problems: "Jiang Wenjuan! How can you do such a thing, do you deserve to be a wife and a mother? It ’s not that I found the text message on your mobile phone, are you planning to make me a green hat in my life! "

Jiang Wenjuan covered her face with tears: "I know I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for Ogawa, but ..." She paused, tears flowing through the corners of her mouth, "But who is all this blame? When Ogawa was four years old, I slept with you Around me, I had nightmares all night. There was a **** dream. I was holding a pair of broken legs, and I cried until my eyes were blind. And you are fighting against black, I shout and shout, no one can save me. "

After heavy rain, Pei Chuan was pale and listened quietly behind the door.

"They put Ogawa's legs in front of me ..." She covered her mouth and cried out in tears. "You have accomplished your career. I have had nightmares for years. You are a good criminal policeman, but you are not a good father. . "

Jiang Wenjuan sneered: "I was desperate. As soon as I saw Ogawa, I remembered that his father was a cold-hearted man. For his country, his wife and children can leave it alone. I have everything in my dreams, the first time is I was cut off and my ear was cut off the second time. As soon as I saw Ogawa's stump ... I ... "

She cried and laughed, and the repressed feelings of self-blame and pain all broke out in recent years.

"I even ... I'm even afraid to see him, but he is my Ogawa!" Jiang Wenjuan was full of tears. "Dr. Song has been giving me psychological counseling for so many years. You can say that I have no sense of responsibility. Say me It's okay to be cheap, but I really don't want to live such a nightmare. "

The strong wind blew the potted plants on the windowsill, and the sound of a crisp sound was surprisingly scary at night.

Pei Haobin sat by the window with a hand on his face. Tears leaked from his fingers: "I'm sorry."

Jiang Wenjuan burst into tears. She covered her face with a quilt, afraid that the cry would spread and shocked the son next door.

Pei Chuan was in the dark, holding a cup of cold tea that was originally brewed for Jiang Wenjuan.

There was no trace of color in his pupils, and it took him a long time to push the wheelchair to his room in the woman's depressed cry.

In the night, Pei Chuan did not turn on the lights.

He fumbled and climbed onto the bed, watching the lightning thunder outside the window.

People who ca n’t keep it will never stay. Even if he told himself secretly, forgive his mother, she was flustered and everything would be fine.

But she was scared ...

He closed his eyes and turned out to be himself.

As long as he remains disabled for one day, his mother can't even sleep well. How ridiculous.

Pei Chuan felt cold, and the world was quiet and cruel. His mutilation became a mother's nightmare. Instead, he was young and vaguely unable to remember the pain. He remembered more complex and sympathetic eyes.

He thought that he had lost his legs. He tried hard to read and obedient. In the future, relying on his hands to be a valuable person who would contribute to society, he would become the pride of his parents like the children of other families.

But it didn't work. As long as he lives for a day, he will be a medal of shame for his father's life, and a terrible nightmare for his mother.

The wind was violent, howling like pain. The little plum tree that bloomed only once in the community broke the branches and fell silent in the night.

On the 25th of March, a baby weighing seven pounds lay in the urn.

Bei Yao looked forward to it all night. He was taken to the hospital by Bei Licai early in the morning. Bei Licai said cheerfully: "You guessed it, you are really a kid." He was afraid that the girl would misunderstand her son's preference, and quickly said, "After this kid grows up, let him do it for our lovely Yaoyao bodyguard."

Her crisp laughter giggled in the morning breeze.

Xiaobei Jun was wrapped up in Xiaoxiu's cloth that had been prepared earlier. Last night, he had to keep warm. Lying on the bed in Obstetrics and Gynecology, Zhao Zhilan smiled and said, "Come and see your brother, sleep beside me."

Bei Yao leaned over, and the baby was born with a red and wrinkled cheek, half a big slap on her cheek, not to mention a little bit cute and cute.

However, his small nose was breathing hard, and every time he drew air, it was the hard work and tenacity at the beginning of life.

Bei Yao's eyebrows were gentle and he looked at him and smiled.

"Mom, what's your brother's name?"

"I discussed it with your dad before, and his name was Bei Jun. Do you want to give him a nickname?"

Bei Yao bent Xinger's eyes: "The big name is very good, protect the family and protect the country, and the little name just follows the army."

Zhao Zhilan laughed: "I think so too."

An extra child at home is a great burden for Peijia, but it is also a huge burden. Bei Yao's grandmother came to help look after the children and wash the diapers. In the small ward, the family was busy around the new life.

In 2004, there were still few families who could afford diapers, and most of the money in the Pei family was lent to the bumps that hit people, and it is hard to say which year they can be recovered. Xiaobei Jun can only wear diapers, wash the diapers repeatedly, use hot water, wash them and take them to the sun, and then continue to use them after disinfection and drying.

Zhao Zhilan doesn't have much milk. When Beijun gets older, he may have to drink milk.

Bei Yao also helped look after his brother. Zhao Zhilan was discharged from the hospital and returned to the rented house a few days later.

Zhao Zhilan and Bei Licai both thought about waiting for the child to get older before returning to the hukou.

The second child would have to be fined tens of thousands of dollars, and the expenses would be unimaginably large.

Bei Licai said guilty: "Yao Yao, I can't buy you new clothes this summer. When next summer, my father will pay you, will you buy new clothes?"

Bei Yao carried her schoolbag on her back, and shook her head with a smile: "Aren't cousins ​​Xiao Chuang some old clothes? They are all pretty and new, I can just wear her. Younger brother, his clothes should be better, yes It's almost summer, and I'll buy him rice dumpling powder. "

Bei Licai patted her daughter's shoulders with pity.

Bei Yao knew that her parents were not patriarchs, so she didn't mind at all. She walked to school briskly and wanted to quietly share her brother's birth to her friends.

Bei Yao arrived in the classroom, and Pei Chuan was already there.

The morning light shivered, reflecting on the teenager's cold and pale face. Beiyao felt the loneliness of him even before he had spoken to him. Like a traveler who stood for two days and two nights in the snow, it was so cold that it didn't have any popularity.

Beiyao saw that he was dressed thin, and quickly unzipped his schoolbag, took out his pink water cup, and put it on his desk.

Pei Chuan and Bei Yao are hard-working people. When they arrived in the classroom, there were only a few students sitting scattered.

Pei Chuan heard the noise, and her eyes without focus were placed on her glass.

She was holding her schoolbag and closing the zipper. Beiyao didn't know what happened to him, as always, with the tenderness of greeting morning in the morning: "It's not summer yet, so wear more in the morning. There is boiling water in the cup, and you warm your hands."

He dullly reached out and held her pink water glass.

The heat was transmitted from the fingertips all the way up, and the cold fingers became aware. There was a laughing bear on her cup. He looked at it and asked Bei Yao softly, "Is your brother born?"

"Um!" She whispered closer to his ear. "I'm not mistaken, but my brother is not his sister. He is so young."

There was joy in the girl's voice. She has a sweet breath, with the aroma of breakfast milk and blooming lilacs.

"Pei Chuan, are you going to see him with me after school?"

"No," he whispered, "this is for him."

Pei Chuan put a bracelet in her hand.

Bei Yao stared at the small silver bracelet on her hand. This was the smooth bracelet of a baby. It also had two small silver bells on it.

If it weren't for the heavy weight, Bei Yao thought it was a replica of the toy bracelet of the store.

Bei Yao felt hot, and for the first time in her life, she saw such valuable jewelry, and she babbled, "Where do you get so much money, buy, buy this?"

"What do you care about so much?" He said lightly, "to your brother." Don't you expect him to be born?

Beiyao didn't dare, she was smashed by this sterling silver bracelet. How expensive is this small silver bracelet in an era of a pack of spicy dimes and a dime?

Seeing her helpless look, Pei Chuan said lightly, "You give it to you. Mom said that my dad would be fine."

"I don't want this, Pei Chuan. Take it back."

"Don't just throw it away." He let go of her water glass, his tone unaltered. It's as if it's not a valuable bracelet, but a humble trash.

Where did Bei Yao dare to throw it? She sat back in her seat, her face sadly touching the silver bracelet in her pocket.

Pei Chuan didn't look back at how the little girl was tangled. He opened the book but couldn't see it. Pei Chuan was slightly surprised.

His parents work decently, and his uncles, aunts, and uncles are all well off. Therefore, Pei Chuan has a lot of pocket money every year. After spending ten years, there is no need for money. He probably had savings figures that no child could think of.

However, he never sent anything to Bei Yao.

He looked down quietly. Since he was five, he has never been.

When I was a child, I did n’t know anything. When I grew up, I knew I could n’t give it. The lesson given by Shang Mengxian is very profound. Anything contaminated with the name "Pei Chuan" will become dirty and sneered once it is stained with ocher colors.

Beiyao prepares gifts for him every year, sometimes a safety knot, sometimes a boy's toy gun, or a pillow made by himself.

The gift he should have given her for many years was finally turned into a bracelet for her baby.

The bracelet without any color will not be criticized, nor will it tarnish her reputation. She didn't even understand it herself and didn't think much about it.

After school, Pei Chuan still left without waiting for Bei Yao.

Beiyao looked at the back of the teenager, some wondered whether he was in a bad mood. He grew up year after year, and "Pei is not happy" has become more difficult to understand "Pei Shen". She didn't even know how to understand what happened to him and how to comfort him.

Bei Yao went home and thought for a while, took out the postcard sent by his cousin Xiaocang, and quietly wrote it up.

"Unhappypei,

areyousureyou \ 'reokay?

anythingyourmind? "

(Pei is not happy, are you okay? Do you have any thoughts?)

Bei Yao wrote Pei Chuanshu on the cover of the stationery, then went downstairs to the opposite side and dropped into Pei Chuan's green leather mailbox.

Since Shang Mengxian's incident, no matter what emotion Pei Chuan has, she will never reveal it to her. He seemed to grow up all at once, but the girl who wanted to protect him couldn't keep up with his growth.

Beiyao was afraid he was sad and he didn't know that he could only think of all clumsy ways to approach the indifferent teenager. She asked him in simple words, and if he didn't want to answer, he could use it as an ordinary English practice game without embarrassing him. Bei Yao hopes to receive his reply in the mailbox of her ashes, she knows that he will go to the mailbox every day to get the fresh milk ordered.

However, until the spring passed, Bei Yao did not receive a reply from Pei Chuan. Instead, Xiaobei army commander opened, no longer red and wrinkled, became pink, tender and cute.

The letter was locked in a box by Pei Chuan. There were all kinds of strange things in the box. From the yellowed bamboo dragonfly to a letter in March, he was all pressed to the bottom of the box. everything of.

Although Jiang Wenjuan and Pei Haobin have not yet divorced, the relationship at home has fallen to freezing point.

On several occasions, Jiang Wenjuan saw Pei Chuan, opened her mouth and said nothing, but in the end she said nothing, but smiled and asked him how he behaved in school and which high school he wanted to study in the future.

Although Pei Chuan did not know the outcome of their final negotiation, he was very guessful that Momo planned to tell him about the divorce after he passed the exam.

How ridiculous.

A father guilty of him, a mother who sees nightmares when he sees him. They also have the last time to consider for him. Everyone was trying their best to make up the illusion of completeness, and Pei Chuan also cooperated in the play.

But he knew that his heart was cold, and it became an abyss that could not be seen at a glance.

Jiang Wenjuan moved out in August. She frowned and said to her son, "Mom is going on a business trip and will come back after a while. Do you study hard, do you have any gifts you want?"

"No, all the way."

In the calm and deep eyes of his son, Jiang Wenjuan gave a little panic, but she still pretended to be gone.

Pei Chuan knew she couldn't wait to invest in her "happiness."

After waiting for Jiang Wenjuan to leave, Pei Chuan returned to the room. He presses the red button in his hand, and the earphones make a loud noise.

The man's smiling voice came, "Why did it take so long?"

Jiang Wenjuan replied: "I have to explain to my son that it will take a long time. I told him I was on a business trip."

"You can't do this, you have to tell him the truth."

"I know, but isn't he about to take the exam? I discussed it with Pei Haobin, and I'll talk about it after he finishes the exam."

"That ..." The man's voice was hesitant. "Who did you divorce your son?"

That long silence.

Pei Chuan coldly pressed the end button, and then he destroyed the main control button. For the first time, he hated that he had such talent in electronic technology. He had the last hope, hoping that Jiang Wenjuan was really on a business trip. But his mother abandoned him before he had grown up.

His crippled stump, which will cause nightmares, will never be seen again in this life.