The Road Home

"Really?" Lu Chen smiled down, covering up the ridiculous tone with a less serious tone.

Last time, my uncle escaped with this kind of slang words. He was anxious and didn't think about it, but he also understood that the words were really mixed up.

"No." Gui Xiao let out his fist, pretending nothing was wrong.

He laughed again: "Don't go in your heart. My dad was muddy when he drank. He hit Haidong last time, for he was really in trouble."

Both underage children tried to be calm.

He went to touch the uniform pants pocket, empty, and held his hand.

Touching the door latch again, convinced that he would not be smashed, he turned to the table and turned cigarettes. Textbooks and papers were turned upside down. He wanted to find something but couldn't find it. So he took the English paper, and threw the ball in the corner with his hands.

After about ten minutes, there was no movement outside.

"I'll take a look and lock the door."

He didn't come back for more than ten minutes after leaving, and he turned quietly and opened the door quietly. There are really no people in the factory building, only the scattered or repaired cars are left. She bypassed the water stains on the concrete floor and found that Lu Chen was sitting on the floor beside the dark green iron gate.

The cuffs of his school uniform were all rolled up, revealing his bare arms with bruises, resting on his knees. Looking down, holding his forehead with the palm of his hand, blocking all light sources that could disturb him.

Not moving.

The northwest wind was much stronger than when it came in the evening. Last night, the weather forecast was a northwest wind with a magnitude of six or seven, and there was a sandstorm.

When Gui Xiaoguang was standing in the factory building in Gaochang, he felt that particles had hit his face and bridge of his nose.

Many years later, there were few sandstorms in Beijing. She could still remember flying sand hitting her face and washing her hair at home. The water basin can have a thin layer of fine sand ...

"Are you okay?" Gui Xiao squatted down beside him and asked quietly, "Isn't it still uncomfortable? I'll accompany you to the hospital?" She saw the injury on his arm, but she was afraid of it.

He tilted his head.

"Really uncomfortable?" Gui Xiao was blinded by his gaze.

"Why go with me? You can't drive."

"I'll take you there by bike."

Like God was mocking her for being innocent, the wind became fierce and suddenly overturned the bicycle. Lu Chen narrowed her eyes to see the small bicycle lying alone in the northwest wind: "Just that car?"

Gui Xiao was stunned: "... no matter how small it is a car."

However, it was true that he asked, his height really didn't know how to sit up.

Lu Chen bowed her head and smiled.

Get up, pat the dirt on your body, walk to the corner, hold one's bicycle with one hand, and throw away the trunk of the only silver car in the courtyard: "Go, take you home."

"Oh." Gui Xiao saw that he acted so well that he thought he thought more.

Can you sit up and think of him as an adult? I don't have a driver's license yet ...

Along the way, the warm wind was on, and the windows were on, and the wind kept pouring in from the car window.

Lu Chen was so full of heart that he didn't notice it, and Gui Xiao was bored when he wasn't talking with him. He looked around. Then I noticed that the MOTO flip phone that he used was lost in the storage box. There were very few adults who used mobile phones in that era. They only had these two styles, so she would recognize them. My aunt also gave this on her birthday and was taught privately by her mother: I bought a mobile phone for fifteen thousand dollars and burned it. It turns out that the garage is so profitable?

The car passed the gate and was not stopped.

Lu Chen had a motor vehicle pass on this car, which was specially given to him by Huang Ting's mother, so that he could come at any time.

He rested his hand by the window, and with one hand on the steering wheel in his right hand, he entered the family area.

"Lu Chen?"

"Ok?"

"Are you repeating?" Gui Xiao asked the words that had been in her heart all night.

Lu Chen looked up: "Do you want me to repeat?"

Gui Xiao seemed to be seen through his mind, struggling for a while, and nodded.

"Reported this morning, and class tomorrow."

"Really?"

He said "um", braked, and lifted his finger to the front of the family building. Gui Xiao realized that it was too late and she didn't dare to say anything. When Lu Chen moved her bike down, she watched him go.

Car pushed into garage, locked ...

No, how does he know where I live?

The northwest wind twirled in the open bicycle shed. It was an air vent. After all, it was blown to the heart, but something hot in her heart rose up, and the tide generally drowned her.

After that night, Lu Chen started class.

Before long, Gui Xiao, who often went to the office to hand in papers, heard the teachers talk about him. Because he went straight up from the junior high school, there was only one class in each grade of high school, there were fewer people, and there were more repeaters. These teachers in junior high school soon heard about it.

"How good the child was when he was in junior high school. They were all broken."

The remaining teachers of the subjects have been bringing students for many years, but they talked for Lu Chen. After all, it was not easy for them to go to school with bruises on both ends for three days, and it was good to read them. What's more, the junior high school enrollment rate is extremely low. With more than 400 students in each session, only thirty or more can go to high school. He has accounted for one of them.

"I asked his class teacher that the child had a good number of mock exams last year. After studying hard, he thought that he would be able to successfully enter the school in advance. I didn't expect to come to the exam."

"Has been hit again? That child rarely wears half-sleeves in summer, and his sleeves are all injured when he gets hot in physical education."

No wonder ... it was so hot last summer, the billiard hall was stuffy, and he was wearing a long-sleeved sweatshirt.

But Gui Xiao was young at the time, just fifteen years old, and distressed was also distressed, but he could not experience it after all.

It was as if he didn't go to the college entrance exam that day, just because he had reported to the military academy without hiding his dad, he was beaten a few days before the exam, and kept in the depot for two days and three nights. He was released by his mother until the end of the first subject , But I still missed it.

Lu Chen wouldn't tell her about these things. Every time she heard from friends and teachers, she always felt like a film and television drama. Later it became clear that that life was real.

After Lu Chen repeats his studies, the two can always meet in school.

Gui Xiao always felt that he liked himself, but Lu Chen did not say that she could only hold her face.

By May, Haidong and Meng Xiaoshan broke up.

It is said that it was Hai Dong and Gui Xiao's most beautiful little girl, Zhao Minshan, who couldn't figure out, so Meng Xiaoshan, who was so temperamental, fell out with him. The two were considered to have been in school since the beginning. After more than three years in the service, Haidong expected that Meng Xiaoshan would not be so ruthless, and asked to return to be a lobbyist. Gui Xiao agreed, and rode to the small alley in the back wall of his alma mater.

The hutong is narrow, the courtyard walls of the residents on both sides are high, and the sunlight is blocked outside, so it cannot be illuminated.

Lu Chen straddled the mountain bike and stepped on a low brick wall near the wall.

Gui Xiao was surprised: "Are you here?" She looked at the big iron gate of Meng Xiaoshan's house, "Don't you go in?"

Before Lu Chen answered, Meng Xiaoshan, who was blocked at the door of the house, rushed out, Haidong chased after him, and pressed her to the wall: "You don't know that woman, you don't talk about love, you still talk nonsense ... she chased Lu Chen last year ... "

Lu Chen was laughed at with anger, and the unextinguished cigarette **** bounced against Haidong's calf: "What did you say?"

Haidong was almost scalded and jumped away, whispering and persuading Meng Xiaoshan to justify himself.

Talking about the two kissed.

Gui Xiao didn't respond and was still watching. Meng Xiaoshan laughed and took off Haidong's coat: "The child is watching." Then they covered their heads and faces and continued.

Lu Chen smiled at her and said, "Why are you so curious?"

Gui Xiao was dumb asked. She was really curious and wanted to see how it was ... dear.

That night, Gui Xiao lay in a bed that had been sleeping for three years, put his feet on the heater, held a handheld game machine to play Tetris, and in the rewards that kept disappearing, Lu Chen was full of his mind. It is a very high-level level, but it is a distraction, and the blocks of various shapes are usually dropped down and closed to the top-GAMEOVER.

It took more than eight o'clock to answer the phone call. It was Huang Ting.

"I'm hanging saline water in the hospital in the hospital these days. My brother and I are here to accompany you. Will you come? He asked me to call you."

Gui Xiao squeezed into the corner of the sofa, beating heartily, looking down at his hands ...

The little finger is threaded, so is the ring finger, uh, the rest are dustpans, so amazing, uh-

Forget it, just go.

"In the courtyard?" She asked.

Huang Ting's own feelings are also bloody, and she is basically not interested in other people's gossip. But facing them both, he implied, "I said that you hate the hospital the most, and definitely won't come. My brother said, as long as he asked you to come, you must come."

Gui Xiaozhuang was stupid, eh, responded, hung up the phone and went out.

The hospital in the hospital was small, and the inpatient department was just a few wards. She turned around and found Lu Chen. He sat by the bottom of a bed with a low-haired text message. Huang Ting, who was on the phone, is long gone. Only Huang Ting's mother is adjusting the speed of the drip ...

Return to the probe to see.

Chenchen Lu met her and pushed her chair up. "Second aunt, I'll go home first."

"Come back, let you go." Huang Ting's mother turned her back to the door, not paying attention to the two of them.

Lu Chen put his hands in his shorts pockets, went to the door of the ward, and glanced at a small door at the end of the corridor. This is the back door on the first floor of the inpatient department. Gui Xiao followed in his footsteps, and the two stepped out of the door one by one.

The hospital in the hospital was just looking at a fever and cold, and dealing with the emergency department, so there was no sense of a large hospital here. It was small and clean. When she stepped out, she looked like she was walking into a small, quiet courtyard.

Parthenocissus covered the brick wall, shaking its tail in the night wind.

Everything is silent.

He smoked. He has been here these past few nights, and she can walk up to ten minutes from the family building where she lived, to the window where she lived, and occasionally walked over, and she could see her half-open window.

The firework was next to him, flashing.

Lu Chen was looking at her seriously, as if she was organizing a long sentence, but it was much simpler than she thought: "Do you like me?" He whispered.

"Did you ask that?" She whispered back.

Gui Xiao was really blushing. For the first time, she felt the blushing feeling, from the cheekbones to the ears. Hot baked.

Lu Chen laughed, turned around and walked on.

Guixiao stood for a while and tweeted: Is this finished?

Suddenly, with his left hand behind his back, his palms were up and his fingers were slumped, meaning: Give him his hand.

...

The details of how the two got started later are blurred. But she still remembered that his hands were rougher than his own, and his body temperature was also high. The moment they met, she had the illusion of being burned by a cigarette butt, and felt it real when she was held firmly.

***

The temperature inside the car was rising, and she was hot and cold again.

The wipers mechanically wiped out the snow, because the windshield became even more muddy because of the ice.

Gui Xiao took a car wipe and wanted to wipe it.

I put my hand on the door, and my eyes fell unconsciously to a small hotel on a cold, snowy night that day, ten meters away. Under the shop signs surrounded by a string of light bulbs, Lu Yanchen pushed open the door and left without a coat. Out, the shirt was rolled up by the wind, revealing a small waist.

Behind a window glass, she seemed to hear the sound of snow on the bottom of his boots.

He stood outside the car door, with dark eyes staring directly at her.

Gui Xiao let out the window, and a gust of wind poured in, blocking her breathlessly: "Anything else? Captain Lu?"

"Do me a favor," he put his arm on the window, but called another name, "Xiao Cai."

"Ah?" Xiao Cai was completely out of the situation, "Road Team, you said, you said."

"It's really a help," Lu Yanchen didn't seem to be joking, "I want to take that child to Beijing to study, can you help me get a better school?"

"Go to Beijing, take that kid?" Xiao Caicheng read the repeater. "Here, this, there is a way to go."

Lu Yanchen's dark eyes, finally, went to see her close to her: "Finance?"

The sky was so cold that people's nose became sore even breathing.

After all, look at a semi-transparent scene on the windshield of the car, turn on the wiper again, and try to de-ice: "The conditions of the Captain's home have always been very good. This kind of thing can actually be solved by spending money. Don't come to us for help . "

Lu Yanchen seemed to have listened to a joke, and the answer was murky: "I used to be a soldier, what money could I have."