Chapter 48 Chapter 47 Honey of A and Arsenic of B

In spring, the weather was slightly warmer, and Yan Xi didn't know whether it was hot or cold, so Ah Heng changed his winter clothes for him and bought some spring clothes for him.She looked at his new clothes with a smile and asked him, "Yanxi, do you like this dress?" Yan Xi didn't know, she grabbed the cuff and took a deep breath, and said in a small, vague voice, "Xiang." Haha, Ah Heng laughed.So naive, so endearing. "In the place where the clothes are put, rub the sweet gum." She smiled, knowing that he didn't understand, but still told Yanxi everything, so that she wouldn't be lonely.

Two-thirds of the March appointment has passed.Yan Xi talked less and less, even when Dr. Zheng was hypnotizing him, he couldn't go on.Most of the time he stared at Dr. Zheng in a daze, or cried helplessly like a child. Finally, psychotherapy came to an end. Dr. Zheng now often prescribes two drugs to Yan Xi, chlorpromazine and promethazine hydrochloride.The thick needle and transparent liquid were injected into Yan Xi's blue blood vessel little by little. She watched him with her own eyes, from crying to quiet, like a puppet.That's right, it was the Pinocchio he was talking about, only the tears in his eyes were still wet, and the whole face was stained.

She wiped his face for him, but he leaned against her lightly and fell asleep, breathing softly and purely like a child. She said: "Doctor Zheng, can I not use these medicines. Every time Yanxi runs out, she eats very little, only half a bowl of rice. She doesn't look angry." Dr. Zheng smiled: "No, is he angry?" Ah Heng nodded and said solemnly: "Yes, no medicine is needed. If I feed him, he will obediently eat a whole bowl. Moreover, if I talk to him, he will talk to me." Dr. Zheng shook his head: "It's a child's talk again. I checked Yanxi recently. His aphasia is already very serious. How could he talk to you. Besides, you also said that you feed him, not him. .In his own words, I’m afraid he doesn’t know how to eat anymore. Now, even his habitual memory is slowly fading, you know?”

Ah Heng gently patted the sleeping teenager lying on her lap, and smiled: "Like a little piggy, sleep, sleep until the end of time, if you don't wake up, I will throw you to the child seller." The sun was very good that day, so she moved the small bench and put him under the banyan tree outside the door. The sun was warm, and the shadows of the trees blocked a lot of the light.He stretched out his hand, put it outside the shadow of the tree, touched the sun, it was hot, and then retracted, concentrating, like a very interesting game, never tired of it. Ah Heng smiled, turned and went back to his room to prepare lunch.She quietly, without letting him notice that she was leaving.

She was kneading the dough, and the fingers in her hands were full of flour, when she suddenly heard the sound of cannons outside the door.In recent days, the children in the yard started to play with Chen Pao, scaring the adults and being very naughty.She was startled, thinking of Yan Xi, and walked out without wiping her hands. Yan Xi was surrounded by a group of eight or nine-year-old children.The sound of laughter continued, vaguely a jingle, a fool, a lunatic, such a mouthful of ridicule.The most childish voice, the cruelest words. Ah Heng became angry, and lowered his eyebrows: "What are you doing!"

When a group of children saw Ah Heng coming, they made faces and ran away. Under Yanxi's feet is red cannon paper, finely divided, and smells like gunpowder smoke.He lowered his head, covered his eyes with his hands, and trembled all over, presumably because he was frightened by the sound of the guns. She hesitated, and said softly, "Yanxi." The young man raised his head, his eyes were red, and when he saw Ah Heng, he frowned for a moment, put his head on her body, burst into tears, sobbed, and tugged at the corner of her clothes, still refusing to let go.Like that, the grievance is even coquettish, without any concealment.

Siwan was very anxious, it seemed that she was much more anxious than her. She knew that grandpa should have made up his mind to tell the United States on time after March.Ah Heng also thought about this, but he felt happy instead. If Grandpa Yan, Father Yan, and Mother Yan all came back to take care of Yan Xi, with relatives, Yan Xi's illness might recover soon. Ah Heng knew in his heart that Yan Xi's pain was on his parents.When he was young, all his friends had parents, but he didn't.Therefore, although his personality is usually arrogant and withdrawn, he always has a heart of admiration and closeness to his elders, and he is extremely filial to his grandfather.

My mother told her in her spare time that when Yan Xi was eight years old, Grandpa Yan was sick and wanted to eat abducted fruit.But this kind of wild fruit grows deep in the mountains and is difficult to pick.The old man couldn't bear to trouble his subordinates, but Yan Xi disappeared for two days and one night. When he ran back, he had wounds on his face and hands, two small hands holding a handful of abducted fruits, and his clothes were dirty and torn.When asked where he had been, he refused to tell the truth and was beaten up by the old man. Yan Xi is a person who is most afraid of ghosts and gods in his life. Let him stay in the mountains for two days and one night. What kind of filial piety should he be?

My mother also said that although Yan Xi is the closest to her now, in the past, it was Lin Ruomei who was filial to her mother.It's just that Ruomei went to the United States in the past two years, and he and Lin Ruomei seem to be a lot strangers. Are you filial as a mother... That person gave something back to the child who treated her as a mother... She asked why Siwan was so anxious, Yanxi's parents are back, okay? Siwan smiled wryly: "Yanxi only has this one parent, but Yanxi's parents don't only have this one son." Ah Heng frowned: "They are all biological, aren't they?"

Siwan said uncomfortably: "When Yan Xi was born, Aunt Yan had a divorce with Uncle Yan, and she almost died due to dystocia and hemorrhage. Although the couple reconciled later, Aunt Yan never liked Yan Xi. Later, Uncle and Aunt Why did she leave Yan Xi, who was not weaned, to Grandpa Yan when she went abroad? Although it is her own, compared to Yan Xi, the son who almost killed her, the one in the United States is probably closer. " He continued, with a heartbroken: "Aheng, do you know what it means to be closer? That is, when it comes to the critical moment, if one has to be discarded, this person must be Yanxi. If they know that Yanxi has hysteria, Moreover, psychological treatment and drug treatment are not very effective..."

From head to toe, Ah Heng seemed to have been poured with ice water. Siwan closed her eyes: "If Grandpa Yan is better, but he is afraid that the old man will be stimulated, uncle and aunt will definitely not tell him. If so, Yan Xi will be sent to the hospital for forced hospitalization." Forced hospitalization?Only the scene of numbered patients laughing and clapping their hands while looking at the blood slowly emerged in her mind. She asked Siwan: "What should I do?" Siwan sighed, and rubbed Ah Heng's hair: "Your surname is Wen, his surname is Yan, the Yan family is no less powerful than the Wen family, if the daughter of the Wen family is to raise the son of the Yan family, how bad would you say it would be rumored? Do you think grandpa will allow it? Do you think Yan family will allow it? Ah Heng, what can you do, you are just a child, what can you do?" Ah Heng cried, and took Yanxi's hand when he went home: "Yanxi, can you get better soon?" I know that our Yanxi is very obedient and will not disturb other people's lives, but if others don't know, what should we do? The day Yanxi's father returned to China was in May. The first time she saw the man, he was tall and good-looking.His behavior is very elegant and generous, and his relationship with the Wen family is not very close, at least it is far worse than Grandpa Yan's relationship with the Wen family.However, he brought many expensive gifts, which he said were filial to Grandpa Wen, as well as many beautiful and fashionable clothes and brand-name perfumes, all of which were given to her. He smiled and said to her: "Aheng, Yanxi has troubled you these days." Ah Heng stared at him blankly, feeling empty in his heart: "You look very similar to Yan Xi when you smile." Grandpa looked at her and didn't speak in front of outsiders, but his face became gloomy. Yan Xi hid behind her, peeking at the man in front of her with big eyes, but without any impression, she lowered her head and fiddled with the silver seven chains in her hand. This is the toy Ah Heng bought for him just now, the purpose is to attract his attention and coax the house number out of his hand.She pointed at the empty area in front of the door with a smile, and said to Yan Xi: "Yan Xi, our house is so bare, it's ugly. Others have house numbers, but ours doesn't. If you don't lead the way, I can't see it." What should I do if I get lost at the house number?" He looked at her in confusion, thought for a while, and handed her the house number in his left hand hesitantly for a while, then lowered his head, rubbed his nose, and made a very painful expression. Xin Dayi rolled his eyes and muttered in a low voice: "It's not kind to coax a child, Wen Heng, but it's you who can make Yan Xi..." After all, he couldn't say it. Only Ah Heng can make Yan Xi an exception, so what if it is before or after illness?With two surnames, how far is it compared to the farthest distance in this world... Yan Xi's father's name is Yan Dingbang, which is similar to Wen Heng's father's name.Or, it is unknown whether the name was chosen after the two agreed.Maybe, they want them to be brothers; maybe, they want their children to marry for a hundred years.But what does this represent? Yan's father looked at Ah Heng's eyebrows, sighed inaudibly, and forced a smile: "A Heng is a good girl, and she played well with Yan Xi, I am very happy in my heart." Mr. Wen also looked for the steps: "Yes, it's a good thing that the children have a good relationship." "It's just..." Father Yan opened his mouth preliminarily, "Now that Yan Xi has such an illness and is emotionally agitated, he might hurt Ah Heng, I think..." Ah Heng's voice was a little loud: "No, Yan Xi never hurts others!" Yan's father was embarrassed, not knowing what to say, and gently stroked Yanxi's head. Yan Xi was uncomfortable, so he pushed it away with his hands, and then hid behind Ah Heng, showing big eyes and a strange and well-behaved appearance. Yan's father was hindered by the Wen family's inability to say anything else, so he said some polite words and left. Elder Wen called Ah Heng into the study. Ah Heng asked Yan Xi to let him sit on the sofa and play Qilianhuan. The old man's expression was a bit ugly: "Aheng, I know that you and Yanxi have a good relationship, and I understand your thoughts. It's just that we are outsiders, so it's inconvenient to meddle in other people's family affairs, do you understand?" Ah Heng lowered his eyes: "Grandpa, I will take care of Yan Xi and prevent him from going to a mental hospital, can't I?" Old Wen got angry and scolded: "Nonsense! He is so sick, you still have to go to school, how much energy do you have to serve him? My granddaughter has a great future, how can she be ruined by others! What's more, he has grown up That look, and having such a madness, almost took the life of his own mother when he was born, he was born to collect debts from the Yan family! Our Wen family, from before to now, has never been sorry for their Yan family , although their family has been kind to me, but they have paid enough for all these years. How can our family have the ability to repay their family's debts!" It was the first time that Grandpa, in front of her, spoke so clearly that there was no turning back. Beautiful, unlucky, and a disaster to her parents, Yan Xi has... an unforgivable sin? Ah Heng couldn't laugh, cry, let alone cry. Standing there, his eyes were already gray. She came out, but saw Yan Xi standing at the door, and the Qilianhuan in her hand fell to the ground. Ah Heng bent down to pick up Qi Lianhuan, tears fell out in an instant. Looking at the red canvas shoes on the young man's feet, she picked up Qilianhuan. It was so difficult, she stood up, and handed it to Yanxi with a smile: "Why are you standing here?" He didn't speak, but held Qilianhuan again, his fingers were crystal clear as if they were transparent, he lightly touched Ah Heng's eye socket, and whispered: "Water." Ah Heng took his hand and looked into his eyes, clean and innocent, obviously without emotion, yet seemed a little confused. She laughed: "So stupid, it's tears, not water." He imitated her appearance, forbearance, smiling, lifelike. She sighed: "Yanxi, do you want to cry like me? Stupid, your eyes will hurt." Besides, how can you imitate when you don't know anything? Those are tears, shed for you. Why are you crying for no one? He looked at her, continued to smile, and imitated that expression, the extremely ugly expression, the expression that wanted to cry but still held back, slowly, but tears fell, turbulent and sad. She was surprised, but still smiled, doting and tenderly: "It really does." He laughed too, imitating her and getting addicted. All she knew was that hysterical patients have a strong ability to imitate. But I don't know that patients suffering from hysteria occasionally become sober. Yan's father only said that he had asked for leave, and it seemed that he had no plans to live with his parents. Ah Heng talked with Yan's father, her tone was almost as low as dust, and she said: "Yanxi will not hurt me or others. Uncle Yan, you believe me, even if you take him back to the United States, don't send him to the hospital. Not to that extent, it's...a place not suitable for Yanxi to live in." Her tone was earnest, but he didn't speak. There is a pot of cactus in the house, which grows very lushly in front of the window, and is usually taken care of by Ah Heng. Yan Xi stood in front of the cactus, lowered her head and fiddled with Qi Lianhuan. Suddenly, he screamed loudly, his emotions looked very agitated. Ah Heng and Yan's father walked over, but Yan Xi uprooted the cactus.The cactus, densely packed with hard thorns, pierced the flesh of the finger in an instant, and the hands were covered with blood.He grabbed the cactus, looked at Ah Heng, and smashed it with a sad and determined face. Ah Heng looked at him, blankly, and forgot to dodge, the prickly pear slid across her trousers. She said, We Yanxi are good boys and will not hurt others, especially me. She said, Uncle Yan, trust me, don't send Yanxi to the hospital. So he broke her vow. "Death and life are broad, talk to you; hold your hand, and grow old together." Although this sentence sounds good, it is really a great tragedy. Especially, there is only one person, delusional about forever.