Chapter 16 Chapter 12 Fang Jinghui

I shut him out a little nervously, then went into the kitchen and told Sprite that I had to go, a classmate was looking for me, and I had to go back to school and register right away—everyone else was already in class.As I expected, she found this statement very reasonable. So I went to the crematorium far away from the city with the stranger Li Yuan. When my uncle passed away, I came here, did I come too often?September in Dragon City is cloudless.Looking at the big chimney in front of me and the blue sky behind it, I suddenly felt as if I had left this world for a while.Now clip back. — even though I've only been to the hospital this morning.

The vibrating sound of the phone suddenly disappeared without warning.I have to admit that perhaps only the quiet death can soothe me now.Nothing to do with killing, nothing to do with hate, no need to think about "vengeance" or "punishment" or "judgment" or "repayment" - that's all human, only the essence of "death", the clean Periods are related to nature.It should be like the sunshine in September, brilliant, but never dazzling, nor can it change the coolness around it. The world after the vibration disappeared is so wonderful. I saw the two people who had appeared in Zhaozhao Ward come out, holding a box in their hands, with a complex expression on their faces—the ambiguity in the pain. Indescribably easy.I walked over to them and asked them, "Can I take Zhaozhao's ashes back?" When they were in a daze, I added, "I am Teacher Zheng's sister." They looked at each other and handed the box to me. .

"I can only let her continue to live in my room." I said to myself.That's fine too, we've shared a room once and she's not unaccustomed to it. Li Yuan said suddenly: "Teacher Zheng is a good person." I raised my face and had the courage to look him in the eyes for the first time. Now we owe nothing to anyone else. He is the stalker who was once full of murderous intentions, and I am the relative of the murderer.I think it's a wonderful balance—I've got to learn to appreciate the symmetry and beauty of all the hidden laws of life, and ignore how cruel they are, in order to survive.

I said, "It doesn't matter if he's a good guy or not. The judge doesn't care if the murderer is a good guy or a bad guy." He said: "You can't say that. At least the people around me, my colleagues, after reading the newspaper, all sympathized with Mr. Zheng." "If you really killed Zhao Zhao at that time, they would all sympathize with you. I really don't know if you are a good person; now they all sympathize with a person who avenged Zhao Zhao." I smiled lightly , Surprised that I can still smile so freely and freely, because I discovered for the first time that these so-called "sympathy" are really cheap, including myself, when I once held Zhao Zhao's cold hand tightly, I actually secretly sympathized Li Yuan; just when I watched Li Yuan staring at the thin Zhao Zhao with a complex resentment, I also sympathized with Zhao Zhao in my heart—yes, there is nothing wrong with it, but it is cheap.

"At that time, I followed her all the time." Li Yuan seemed to be looking at the horizon, "So I know where your home is, and I also know that she has been to the hospital several times, and I know that she is sick. Yes." I really don't know why he said this.Maybe he's also remembering his old self.After a pause, he said, "I heard that Zhao Zhao's father got the news in the detention center—he tried to hit the wall, but he was rescued naturally." "Aren't you happy?" I hugged the box containing Zhao Zhao tightly, "He got punished."

"Yes," he replied flatly, "I just hate him. He should have a taste of it." "But when you knew that Zhao Zhao died, weren't you very happy?" After being silent for a while, he finally said: "No. Not at all." He didn't know that in that quiet moment, I was desperately begging in my heart: Please, don't tell me you are really happy, don't be so happy. Say, even if you think her warm ashes are warming my hands, you are lying—just like when I was a child, unfolding the test paper that I knew I had failed bit by bit, wishing to close my eyes the moment the score was revealed— —Or I have unconsciously closed my eyes while waiting for the answer, God in the sky, you have seen all these humbleness and fragility.

But I heard what he said: "No." I said: "Thank you." Although I don't know what to thank. The outskirts of Dragon City are really desolate.Zhao Zhao, let's go home. Li Yuan asked quietly behind me: "I don't understand, Mr. Zheng...why would he do this?" what should i sayThere is a kind of warmth in the eye sockets, but I don't think it has the ability to condense into tears because my eyes are too cold.Did I say that my brother was just acting impulsively? It’s true, but it’s too fake. I don’t need to entertain anyone now; Dr. Chen, the so-called commitment refers to the kind of trust that exchanges souls with each other. Even so, I also know that my brother is not just for Zhaozhao; I said he just did something he thought he had to do—how could it be possible? , don't I know that no one has the right to take someone else's life, no matter how high-sounding the reason is, just because I know it is wrong, so at this moment I dare not admit 100% that I forgive you from the beginning brother.So, what should I say?

Kill me, I will not express this meaning to anyone: Brother and Zhao Zhao are partners who have made a solemn agreement, they meet together to go to the end of the world to kill dragons.They overcame thorns and thorns all the way, keeping each other warm, Zhao Zhao died halfway through all kinds of hardships.Only my brother was left alone to face the endless desolate wilderness.In the suffocating solitude, a person suddenly passed by and said coldly and mockingly: "Actually, there are no dragons in the world."——This person is not the first to tell them this, nor will it be The last one, but he happened to appear at this moment, so my brother pulled out the sword that he forged with his companions.It stabbed the chest of the passer-by.

When the passerby's blood dripped on the snow, the long and shrill cry of the dragon's death echoed in my brother's ears-in fact, he was still mistaken, it was just the wind. It's such a simple thing, but if you really say that, who would understand?The world will never forgive my brother again, so let the world spend time on "sympathy" and "non-sympathy" in the way they are used to.So I just turned my face away and said seriously: "Li Yuan, goodbye." When I got home, I put all the things I brought from outside into the room.The door was not closed, so the voices of grandma and Sprite's TV series came intermittently.In the song that should be the ending song, grandma said indignantly: "How did she beat someone?" Sprite said, "Oh, grandma, it's wrong for her to beat someone, but that's because she knew her daughter was in love with the son of the enemy's family. That's why I'm very angry, she's not a bad person, she's a good person—and, this should be a show in a few days, we won't be able to see it today..."

I want to laugh.Maybe already laughing.Then I saw Zhao Zhao sitting on my desk, just like in the past, with two boy-like arms supporting the desk, his whole body overflowing with strange strength.She gave me a shy smile, and said, "Miss Nanyin, the weather in September is really nice." After so many things happened, maybe we have nothing else to talk about except the weather.I had to say to her: "Hey, you are so heavy, don't collapse my table." When I opened my eyes, it was already dark outside.I just realized that I fell asleep. I didn't expect that sleep would also become a strange experience.In the darkness, in the softness of the pillow and the bed, I felt buried.Sitting up with support, my bones ached, someone covered my body with a piece of clothing, and by the light coming in from outside the door, I could see that it belonged to my grandmother.

There was a very peaceful atmosphere in the living room.Dad and uncle sat at opposite ends of the chessboard, but they were exchanging their impressions of the lawyer they met today—it seemed that the lawyer expressed his willingness to take brother's case, and the uncle said, "Why do I have a feeling that this lawyer wants to borrow The Xijue case sparked some topic, he wants to be famous." Dad said: "Whatever he wants, as long as he can help Xijue." He said, pressing out the cigarette butt in his hand, now, no one Dad is forbidden to smoke at home. There is a scent in the kitchen.Chen Yan was still bringing out the plates one after another, I looked at it in disbelief, and said pleasantly: "Aunt—" The aunt turned back with a spatula in her hands, "Nannan, are you awake? It’s been a long time since you ate chicken wings cooked by auntie? When you were young, you ate a whole plate once, remember..." Then she turned to her mother next to the refrigerator and said, "Go and rest, I will eat it right away. Well, I don’t need your help... You must finish eating those dumplings tomorrow—they are not quick-frozen in the supermarket, they were wrapped by the people in the store this morning—chicken soup jelly was put in the stuffing, boiled It comes out filled with soup, very fresh, I simply asked them to get a few hundred more and bring them to you, you must have not eaten well these days." It seems that the aunt has adapted to the role of the proprietress of the restaurant very well.I forgot that she has a skill of making small things extremely big and big things very small.The dishes on the table were not made by my mother at first glance - my mother doesn't like to thicken the corn, so the table under my mother's hands does not look so compact and full.And the color is lighter.Auntie really likes to put oil, maybe it is because of the popping sound when the vegetables are poured into the oil pan.I suddenly remembered that once when I was a child, my uncle went into the kitchen to beat her when he dropped his chopsticks because there was too much oil in the dish, and then they fought together skillfully. Zhang chair, then greeted me and my brother and said: "Eat it while it's hot." I think the dishes made by my aunt are delicious, and the taste is more complicated than that cooked by my mother-I don't know how to explain this sentence, in short It's just delicious.So I thought that the uncle must simply want to beat her up.Later they finished the fight, and when we came out, the three of us ate up all the dishes and forgot to keep their share—it was also a little deliberate.Thinking about it carefully, if the three of us really ate all the dishes in the memory, then this incident must have happened in the years when my brother was trying to grow taller—a kind of trance sourness strongly gripped me. my chest.Something was touching my knee softly and hesitantly, and when I looked down, it was Beibei's little hand. The aunt took off the apron, walked out and sat down next to the father and uncle.Picking out a cigarette from the cigarette case in front of her, the uncle naturally leaned over to light it for her.She looked at her father firmly, and said: "What do you need me at home, just tell me, you are short of manpower because of such a big incident, someone must take care of Nannan's grandma." She used the word "manpower" Words naturally describe our home as a shop.Dad just sighed.The aunt went on to say: "The most important thing you should do now is to go to court in the Western Conference finals. I don't understand these things very well, and I can't help you. But when it comes to helping with work and taking care of the elderly, we have plenty of people in the store. As for other matters at home, you can just order Dong Ni around." The way she knocked on the cigarette ash really looked like a man. Dad said: "Okay, I will listen to you." The aunt smiled: "Go eat, it's time to get cold. You must remember that tomorrow you must cook the dumplings I brought today. They are really fresh..." Just then, we were all startled by shouts coming from my room. "Zheng-nan-yin!" It was my mother's voice, because it was so shrill, it didn't sound like it, and I clearly saw my uncle's shoulders trembled.My mother rushed down holding Zhao Zhao's urn, looked straight at me, and said angrily: "What kind of mess do you bring home? What do you think of your home? You take it out for me now and throw it away." .” "Mom—" I looked at her incredulously, "This is not a mess, this is Zhao Zhao." "It's about her! Haven't we been harmed enough by her? Xi Jue's brain is broken, so you will follow suit, right? Let me tell you, Zheng Nanyin, if you just refuse to throw it out, I will throw you away." Get out, did I make it clear enough?" She stretched out her arms, and the urn was hanging in the air awkwardly, I knew she wanted to throw it on the ground forcefully, but something still stopped her.Dad took the box from her hand, put it next to the flowerpot on the window sill, and said in a low voice, "Let's eat first, okay? Let Nanyin take this to the person in the child's family tomorrow, or not." gone?" "It's Nanyin." My uncle said, blinking hard at me, "Be obedient, send this to Zhaozhao's family tomorrow." "What tomorrow!" Mom interrupted the uncle, "Now. Zheng Nanyin, you let it disappear from our house now-I don't want to see anything about this person again, and I don't want to think about it again ..." "Mom, you know that there is no one in Zhaozhao's family. If she had even a relative, my brother would not have brought her to our house. My brother would definitely be willing to put her in our house. I am doing it for her." Brother, do what he wants to do." —— Zhao Zhao, there was an empty, silent coolness in my heart.I am actually protecting you.I have to protect you. "From now on, I will treat him as dead." Mom used the most ordinary volume and tone, and said this sentence, "I'm talking about your brother, I will treat him as dead. Is that okay?" She said vigorously Taking a deep breath, the whole room became extremely quiet after her words, as if it had become a wilderness after snowfall, and she had to listen to the sound of her own breathing that was about to turn into frost. "It's too much for you to say that." The uncle was so excited that his voice was trembling.Dad didn't know when he was sitting at the dining table, facing grandma, it seemed that it had nothing to do with the battlefield, "How could you say that..." Uncle is not good at reasoning when he is in a hurry, he just repeats it over and over same sentence. "Why can't I say that?" The mother's expression seemed to be mocking the uncle, "It's been almost twenty years, I regard him as my child, but what does he regard me as? If he really treats me as his Mom, how did he do such a thing? As long as he has some consideration in his heart, how can he do such a disastrous thing for a student?" She smiled hastily, "So I understand now, I treat him as Dead, right? Whether he was shot, or you file a lawsuit for him to keep him, it has nothing to do with me..." "When everything about him satisfies you, he is your child; if he makes a mistake, you can write it off and deny him, how selfish you are!" When I said this, I turned my face away subconsciously A little bit, ready to receive her slap in the face. But she just stared at me, eyes sparkling in the dark depths.She said, "You too." At this moment, Beibei burst into tears. Someone stuffed her flannel dolphin into her breast pocket, and the little dolphin turned its head towards her face. One by one, followed by her tears. "Mom, don't yell in front of Beibei, do you want Beibei to pee his pants in uncle's house like I did when I was a child?" She turned away, walked into the room, and closed the door again. The aunt dragged her bag from the sofa, took out her mobile phone, and said to me: "Well, Nannan, tonight, you put that...what is the child's name, and put it with your sister first, and I will call it." Call her and tell her..." Zhao Zhao, let's go.I picked up the urn from the side of the flower pot.Zhao Zhao, no big deal, right?There will be places to go. It was Boss Shrimp who came to pick me up and my aunt, and my aunt said to send me to my sister first, and then the two of them will go home together.Boss Shrimp smiled at me primly, and turned his head toward the steering wheel like a pardon, leaving me with the back of his thinning head.I always feel that there is a smell of fresh vegetables in this minivan.It should be an illusion. My aunt and I sat side by side in the back seat. She rolled down the car window a little, and I hugged the box nervously—after all, what was in it was something that would be blown away by the wind.Then I felt embarrassing for my behavior, but my aunt kept looking out of the window with a determined expression, and didn't notice that I was in a hurry there. After a long time, the aunt said: "I read in the newspaper that this child—" She glanced at the engraving on the lid of the box, "is it because the doctor delayed giving her a blood transfusion?" I nodded, and a little bit about shaking my head—it sounds right, but why do I think it's inappropriate to say it?Perhaps, the "truth" cannot withstand people bringing up its skeleton. Once this is done, you cannot say that the skeleton is wrong, but it is indeed wrong. "Sin." The aunt sighed softly, "But why is Xijue willing to work hard for this child? Could it be that the ghost followed him..." This is the second time I have encountered this problem in one day.When Li Yuan asked, I couldn't answer; now, I still can't.I can only hope that these few seconds will pass quickly, let her cover up this most basic with countless new questions-perhaps, she can forget. Sure enough, she quickly changed the subject: "Nannan, don't blame your mother, she is sad. These days, you just follow her, she will do whatever she says, don't fight her hard, you are not Not sure, she was just talking." Actually, I'm not sure if Mom is really just talking angry.However, I replied: "I know." The aunt looked at me and smiled: "I have wronged you. That kid in the Western Conference, since he was a child, I can be regarded as watching him grow up. They all said that he is the most honest, kind, and sensible, and I am too lazy to talk to them. Fight—but, I always thought that he was the kind of kid who would do really stupid things. You see, I was right. Are you a little cold, why are you shrinking your neck?" She turned to close the window.She didn't know that I was not shrinking my neck, I was shivering.The window panes cut off all sound, and it seemed that even the car itself could not hear the sound of its body driving on the road. It seemed that the "quiet" thing spread like a plague in an instant. "He doesn't care whether he is at a disadvantage or taking advantage." The aunt continued to say slowly, "Everyone says so. But I don't think he really doesn't care. He doesn't care about what we see as a disadvantage or an advantage, but he cares about other things. Yes. This is troublesome. A person, who cares about things that are invisible and intangible-in the eyes of others, he just doesn't know what is good or bad. He himself is living too hard." "Aunt, do you really think so? Do you really think..." In the car window, poplar trees retreated one after another in front of my eyes, and the light from the street lamps also swam to places I couldn't see. "Of course." She seemed to be smiling, "If a person is not bitter enough, how can he be willing to risk his life?" My sister's home has arrived.I stood at the gate of the community and waved vigorously at the window of the pickup truck.It turned completely around and ran over my shadow, and I was still waving.Because I know that in that car, my aunt will turn around with difficulty, and by the light of the street lamp, watch me shrink little by little until I disappear. Guess who I saw?Next to the sofa in the living room of my sister's house, Anran parked a small trolley. The familiar leather ball dyed the color of watermelon was also parked there, right next to the wheel of the trolley, and it seemed that it had never disappeared. "No way?" I'm so glad that I can still speak in a pleasant voice at this time, and Zheng Chenggong's kid crawled out from behind the sofa, with dust on his cuffs. "Alien, you're back so soon?" I knelt down and patted the back of his head lightly. His small head was still covered with a layer of not-so-dark fluff, so it couldn't be seen that it was human at all. Hair, "Your father packed you here, right? Are you overweight?" He looked at me friendly, he was different from Beibei, he didn't have such rich expressions, and he didn't smile much, but I could still see him When to be a little defensive, when to be confused, and when to trust completely.He knows me, at least he will feel happy when he sees me, and he doesn't know that this means "recognition"—Suddenly, sadness came from me, I put Zhao Zhao on the sofa, sat down on the floor, and Zheng Chenggong held him in his arms, and gently waved his two little arms with my hand. "A very bad thing has happened on the earth recently, my dear." I told him in his ear, his expression was still calm, and he seemed to be laughing at me for being so rare. "It's true, it's a bad thing." My chin lightly rubbed against his huge forehead, "It's so bad——I think I'm about to lose my home. But Zheng Chenggong, don't worry, no one will dislike it. your." I looked into his eyes, and he looked back at me for a few seconds, and then he got bored, he didn't quite understand the meaning of such eye contact in this line.He rested his little head on my chest very naturally, rubbing his eyes shyly.His hands are not like normal people, they look like a small white radish, with a few small particles protruding from the white radish, which are his fingers.He rubbed his eyes with the radish, thinking that all hands were like this. "Hey, are you sleepy?" I almost tripped when I stood up, because it was more difficult to maintain my balance due to his weight.When I got up, I saw the suitcase standing upright in the corner of the room.My sister finally came out and looked at me lazily: "Isn't he still in the room just now? You took him out?" "I didn't take it out." This strange verb, "He was here by himself when I came in, behind the sofa." left. "Where's the coffee?" The voice at the kitchen door easily startled me, "The cupboard is full of instant ones." Fang Jinghui leaned out from the door frame and smiled happily at me: "Hi, Nanyin." "Only those in the cupboard, you can drink if you want, and I can't do anything if you don't want to." My sister's eyes fell on the urn, and then she rolled her eyes at me, "You still don't think you're depressed enough, do you?" "It doesn't matter, it's stored here with you. When her father comes out, she will be returned." I glanced at the kitchen and asked my sister, "What is he doing here?" "I'm here to inspect my property." He came out smiling with a coffee cup in his hand, "Zheng Dongni, don't tell me you took all the coffee beans I gave you to your store, but that's right, you don't even Can't tell the difference between coffee beans and instant..." "You have a good idea." My sister completely ignored the second half of his sentence, "The price you paid is lower than when I bought it. Do you think I'm an idiot? You're just adding insult to injury." "Obviously it's timely help." He sat down and kicked Zheng Chenggong's watermelon ball. "Although you have no brains, please use your eyes to see. How many windows in your whole building are lit at night? If If you don’t sell it to me, do you really think you can sell it?” "Shame on you!" My sister yelled back at Fang Jinghui's face, "Do you think I really care about how much I earn now? You know that I need money to save Xijue's life." "You only know how to save Xijue's life when you can't find anyone to buy it at an unreasonable price?" He sighed and leaned back on the sofa, "Speaking of which, it turns out that your family members are inherited My behavior is not controlled by my brain." He may have seen my expression change a bit, so he added very uncomfortably, "Nanyin is probably the only normal person." I heard a sound like a book falling on the ground, and Zheng Chenggong laughed.The elder sister gritted her teeth and scolded in a low voice: "I told you nonsense, you think everyone is me, you can say whatever you want?" - I have to admit that the two of them are still very much like a husband and wife until now. I opened the door of Sprite's room, she was sitting in front of the desk, the light of the desk lamp enveloped her faintly. "I'll share your bed tonight." I lay down involuntarily, "Aren't you still with grandma during the day? I thought you'd be home for dinner." "The teacher went to my aunt's shop." She sounded in a bad mood. "I want to go to school tomorrow. My aunt wants me to come back and says that if I don't go to school tomorrow, I will break my leg. But if I do , isn’t it still impossible to go to school?” "I sympathize with you." I sighed, "Actually, I should go to school too." I covered my head with the quilt vigorously, and the quilt seemed to become fierce.I don't want to go out and face the crowd outside, I'd rather let the quilt suffocate me like a pile of flour in this darkness. "You have a lot of text messages in your phone." Sprite's voice came in hesitantly. I ignore her.I know this guy must have gone to my drawer to get the phone while I was asleep and put the battery back.Whatever, I'm glad someone's taking over that bipolar thing now.That way I don't have to think about it all the time, and it doesn't have to vibrate in my head all the time. "You don't have to turn off the phone, I've muted it for you." She said smartly, and then she seemed to be burned, and her tone became horrified, "Your husband's call came in again, why don't you just answer it?" .” I took a deep breath, sat up, and took the phone from Sprite's shaking hand. With her by my side, I wouldn't be so stage frightened. "You are finally willing to answer the phone." There was a bit of complaint in his voice, but it was okay. "I can't find you. My mother called your house the day before yesterday. Your father picked it up. Tell me what's going on—Ms. Zheng, why..." Please, don't ask why, "People in our family only know about it by reading the newspapers. Is it true what the newspapers say?" I was silent for a while, unable to say anything.Sprite stared at me innocently, then turned away bored. "Talk." He smiled quietly, "Do you know how worried I am about you? Are you scared, Nanyin? I'll buy a bus ticket tomorrow. I'll go back to Longcheng for a few days. Don't tell me at home. You wait for me .” "No, aren't you also doing an internship?" My voice sounded like it was filled with sand, and it couldn't be clear. "Where are you going to take care of so much?" He seemed to be talking about something unworthy of mentioning, "But you have to promise me, go back to school tomorrow, you can take less classes, but you have to graduate, right? ?” "Su Yuanzhi." I called him. "Listen." "I don't want to take the postgraduate entrance examination anymore. After graduation, no matter where you go, I will follow you, okay?" I suddenly wanted to cry. "Of course. I can also go back to Dragon City, as long as you want." "No." I shook my head violently, forgetting that he was actually invisible, "I don't want your father to always say that I will drag you down." "Nanyin?" Xuebi also looked back at me at this time, made a frightened expression, and then gave me a thumbs down gesture. "Tell me one thing, don't lie to me." Since I accidentally started, I decided to continue, "After your parents know what happened in my family, do you want you to leave me?" "What nonsense are you talking about." - Listening to his tone, I knew I was right. "I was just talking about it casually." In fact, I was really happy at the moment, because the tears were streaming down quietly, and I was worried that I would never cry again. "I love you, Nan Yin." He didn't know it, his voice was full of farewell. "I love you too. But you still don't come back. My house is in a mess now. Even if you come, you won't be able to help much. Let's talk about it after a while, when it's a little better, okay?" "Don't stop answering my phone." He wanted to pretend that everything was business as usual, and I knew it was hard work for him. "Okay. I'll call you tomorrow." After taking up the line, I quickly turned off the light and threw Sprite out of the light.She protested slightly, but it was quickly quiet, and I heard her fumbling to move the chair.I don't want to contact him these days, because I should at least give him some time to fight with his parents.As for the final outcome, I have no strength to think about it.Of course he won't leave me at this time, he will think his parents are selfish and ridiculous right now, and he will always be strong and brave thinking that he is my knight until the end comes.Can I allow myself to be weaker?Allow yourself to believe that he will never go until he says "goodbye." I hugged myself in the dark, tears slid down my knees.Brother, don't get me wrong, I don't blame you, it's totally wrong. Sprite got under the quilt neatly like a cat.But I ignored her, and after a while of silence, she suddenly said: "Actually, I never thought your husband was handsome," and then she added with difficulty, "His nose is a bit big." I cried while smiling. "Let me ask you a question, can you help me think about it?" She turned over, her words were full of excitement. "Not good." I rubbed my face vigorously with the back of my hand, and felt that there was no need to deliberately control the trembling of my voice. "You said, little brother's father is here, where does he sleep?" She was very serious and serious. "Sleeping on the sofa in the living room, of course." I slowly opened up my curled body and moved back to the pillow. "How about we both get up early tomorrow morning and secretly open the door to see?" She was excited, "See if he is sleeping in the living room..." "Miss, are you really just in the first year of junior high school?" I completely surrendered. "It's the second year of junior high school! After this semester, it will be the second year of junior high school." Sprite announced proudly. Then, she calmed down and said sadly, "After the second year of junior high school, I will study physics. My aunt has always told me, don't be afraid Yes, there is someone in our family who can teach me—but now, really, I should be afraid that there is no one to teach me." Brother, you are really everywhere.