Chapter 26 Section 6

Grandma sat in front of Meng Jincheng's bed, wiping away her tears, kept stroking Meng Jincheng's cool hand, and muttered to herself, my poor son. It was late at night when grandma left Meng Jincheng's bedside. After she returned to the kang, Ruan Ruan closed her eyes tightly and pretended to be asleep. It wasn't until she heard grandma's even breathing after falling asleep that Ruan Ruan groped in the dark and crept out of bed. Because she was worried about making noise, she didn't wear shoes, and walked on the ground barefoot. Occasionally, sharp stones pierced her soft soles. She could only close her eyes, take a breath, and continue to walk forward. .

Meng Jincheng has been in a coma for a long time, when Ruan Ruan groped to his bedside, and the moment her little hand touched his cold fingers that were no longer warm, her tears flowed down. He is a fool, but he gave her the greatest warmth in the world. For so many years, she has been playing by his side and accepting his favor. She likes to rest her little furry head on his lap, and she is also used to his existence and being kind to herself. Although some time ago, she once Because of what Meng Gu's mother said, he felt alienated from him, but what could not be changed was that he was the one who loved her the most in the entire Meng family.

Silently. In her heart, there was a voice that kept whispering softly, Uncle Jincheng...don't die...don't leave Ruan Ruan...uncle Jincheng... The gentle moonlight passed through the branches of the big tree in front of the house, and sprinkled on her delicate little face through the window. The tear stains shone in the moonlight, like a stream originating from the heart, winding in the corner of her eyes , sliding across her kitten-like face. One drop, one drop. From hot to cold, it fell on the sheets, on her short sleeves, and on the back of Meng Jincheng's cold hands. In the dark night, his hands were tightly shrunk, as if he was having a nightmare, without warning.The dream was mixed with the past, as if it was going to swallow him alive——

In his dream, he went back to twelve years ago. The Taohuaxi River flowed straight down, fell into the valley, and shattered into water droplets, crystal clear, like a small waterfall. At that time, he was eleven years old, a lonely boy, wearing a white shirt, the corners of which were blowing in the wind. On the edge of the cliff, he cried and argued with his brother Meng Jin'an - the boy who was peeping in the women's bathroom was not him!It's really not him!But he became an unlucky scapegoat, and he couldn't argue with it. However, Meng Jin'an refused to believe him, and just scolded him blindly, asking him to kneel down to the principal at school, and begging the principal not to expel him.

Later, later, he just stubbornly refused to leave, and then, then, he just pushed his brother, and his brother Meng Jinan fell heavily off the cliff. He reached out to pull but it was too late, so he could only cry loudly on the edge of the cliff . He didn't mean it, really didn't mean it! Later, just like that, he began to pretend to be crazy, and he was worried that the police would find out that he had killed his brother. Since then, he has become a fool, a person who can only live foolishly in the world forever. Everyone thought that he couldn't bear everyone's criticism and became stupid. No one knew that the scene of the shattering on the edge of the cliff——

Broken drops of water, shattered blood, shattered dreams, secrets that no one knows. Ruan Ruan tried her best to open her eyes wide, trying to see him clearly, to see if he woke up.However, all efforts were in vain, and there was always darkness in front of her eyes. She couldn't see him on the bed, and she couldn't see the moonlight that night. So, in the darkness, her hand touched his face cautiously, wondering if he had woken up from the coma. Fingers slowly touched his warm chest, the trembling Adam's apple, the delicate chin like a sculpture, the dry lips due to illness, and then his high nose bridge.When her little hand was groping for his eyes, how she wished that his eyes were open, that he looked at her brightly in the dark night, just like last time, and told her again, Ruan Ruan, don't afraid.

However, what she touched with her little hand was his tightly closed eyes, which quietly folded their wings like pigeons returning home. Her tears gushed out again, and her eyes hurt like needles, which was different from the past. Tired of crying, she fell on his lap, and fell into a deep sleep with fear and hesitation, and uncertainty about the future. In the dark night, she hugged her knees and curled up beside him, with a small body, slightly trembling eyelashes, and a tear-stained face.She is like a tired migratory bird, and he is her nest. When the first ray of morning light shone on the big tree in front of the house, Meng Jincheng beside him suddenly trembled slightly, as if a nightmare was over and he was about to wake up.

Ruan Ruan felt the shaking of his body, and woke up suddenly. The moment her eyes opened, she felt a sharp pain. The light was still dim, but piercing into her eyes, which she hadn't seen for a long time, still caused her unbearable pain, so she could only close her eyes. . After several efforts, when she opened her eyes again, the light opened her warm embrace, and the world was so bright that she couldn't imagine it. The light and shadow gradually focus and become clear in the blur. In the morning light, she saw him lying on the bed in a coma - his face was as pale as jade without any trace of blood, his eyes were closed tightly, like two pools of clear water being locked, blocking thousands of miles away; His lips are dry and chapped, but those dry white skin flakes can’t hide the warm vermilion of his mouth, as if he could restore the red lips, white teeth, and picturesque eyebrows with just a drop of water. teenager.

It seems that he can walk out of the painting slowly with just the sound of a flute and a ray of moonlight. A gentleman smiles, and the spring breeze is thousands of miles. For some reason, Ruan Ruan was dumbfounded at the time, and she didn't realize that her eyes had recovered. She just stared blankly at Meng Jincheng who was lying on the bed, afraid that in the blink of an eye, he would shatter like a dream again. Twelve, oh no, thirteen in a few days.At the age of thirteen, the year when cardamoms were in full bloom, a strange feeling suddenly grew in Ruan Ruan's heart. This strange feeling made her blush and her heart beat, making her palms sweat profusely.

Ruan Ruan ran away, wiping tears while running, her steps were as light as a swallow. She ran to grandma's house and shouted, grandma, grandma, come on!Come see that Uncle Jincheng is awake.come here now! The matter of Ruan Ruan Fuming was told by Meng Gu's grandma after seeing Meng Jincheng who woke up after school. Meng Gu ran out almost ecstatically, shouting while running, Ruan Ruan, can you see it? At that time, Ruan Ruan was walking into the house with water, and bumped into Meng Gu who rushed out of the house, both of them fell down, and Meng Gu fell on Ruan Ruan's body.

Meng Gu pressed Ruan Ruan under him, the water spilled all over the floor, soaking the clothes of the two of them, the young skin was looking for the same warmth through the clothes in the cold, two ignorant children, a sixteen-year-old The boy, a thirteen-year-old girl, looked at each other at that moment, as if struck by lightning. At this moment, Ma Lian came back from the field, but saw a young man and a woman at the door of the house, both young and old, both fell to the ground, and Meng Gu pressed Ruan Ruan tightly under him.That unintentional scene, in the eyes of adults, is extremely lingering and charming, the clothes are wet with water, and the eyes are full of emotion, and it is a beautiful day when the clothes are just gone. Ma Lian was startled by the scene in front of her eyes, she threw the basket heavily on the ground, and cursed, you shameless little bastard!After all, he took a wooden stick from the front of the house and rushed forward.