Chapter 34 Section 33

Friday, July 29th sunny to cloudy to heavy rain to sunny When I was woken up by Teacher Chen’s phone call at around twelve o’clock, I was having a dream about living in a time capsule. Teacher Chen was very anxious on the phone, but he still kept a gentle manner, “Miss Huang, you’re noisy in the middle of the night. I'm really sorry to wake you up, Yulan is not in good condition, she was sleeping when you came yesterday, right? She hasn't woken up since then, the doctor said that the condition is not good..." I interrupted Teacher Chen, "Don't worry, I'll be right here."

It was only when I was getting dressed that I realized why Teacher Chen called me in the middle of the night because it wasn't my relatives.But I didn't have time to think about it. I washed up as fast as I could and was about to go out. The bangs and bangs woke Wang Xiaojian up. He opened the door and asked, "Where are you going? Leaving home." run away?" Although I obstructed in every possible way, in the end Wang Xiaojian got into the taxi with me. When we arrived at the hospital, I only saw Teacher Chen sitting alone outside the ward. In the ward, Aunt Zhang had more tubes inserted into her body. up.

We sat down beside Teacher Chen, "Mr. Chen, where are your family members?" "Notice, they are all in other places, far away, and I won't be able to make it back soon, I have to arrive in the daytime tomorrow." Teacher Chen must have smoked a lot, and his voice is hoarse. No wonder you called me. At this time, there is someone by your side, even a passer-by is good. "I'm sorry, Ms. Huang, I shouldn't have troubled you, but I was just afraid that Yulan might or might not be able to hold the golden wedding this time..." Like a flat tire, Teacher Chen slowly stopped speaking.

After the comforting words were finished, the three of us sat on the bench, leaning against the wall, and looked at Aunt Zhang in the ward. Teacher Chen's expression was stagnant, and she seemed unwilling to speak. With the language system that was originally open 24/7, even the sound of breathing was delicate.Every fifteen minutes, the nurse would walk over from the room at the end of the corridor to inspect the situation, and then looked at us with a blank expression from top to bottom, and spit out a few words from the small mouth. Emotionless words: not getting better, not getting worse.

I looked at Aunt Zhang in the glass window, and through the gap in the tube, I could see a little bit of her appearance, sleeping so soundly, with a relaxed face, as if she was dreaming a dream that was extremely enjoyable for the body and mind. The person who was still talking to me the day before yesterday about how she bravely fought the mistress, is now so unconsciously asleep, looking at her, always reminds me of one word: fully disarm.As a woman, Aunt Zhang must have had countless brilliant achievements in her life, and she hasn't had time to tell me, but now, I don't know what a beautiful dream she has, and she is so unwilling to wake up.

Wang Xiaojian poked my arm, and I turned my head to see that Teacher Zhang was also asleep, with his head vertically down and his shoulders tilted to one side. He must have been tense all day and hadn't closed his eyes. There is a long sofa at the corner of the corridor, which is very popular during the day, and the family members who come to accompany the bed want to queue up to get a number to catch up on the sofa for a while, but now there is no one there.We woke up Mr. Chen and persuaded him to lie down. I chatted with Wang Xiaojian to kill time, but soon fell asleep. I was fine, but I was dangling uncontrollably. Wang Xiaojian was more exaggerated. He put himself on the chair. Shrunk into the shape of a coal ball, sleeping very deeply, but the sleeping appearance is not honest, turning left and right, accidentally rolling to the ground, what is even more admirable is that after rolling to the ground, this person can still remain motionless , continued to sleep in the landing position, I had to kick him hard enough to get him to climb back into the chair.The little nurse came to make the ward rounds, and just turned around to leave, when he fell down suddenly, motionless, the little nurse turned pale with fright, stared at me and asked, "What's wrong with him, what's wrong?"

I calmly kicked Wang Xiaojian's ass, "It's okay, I'm sleepy." In the early hours of the morning, Wang Xiaojian was still very sleepy, but he had already fallen into disgrace.I saw his embarrassment, and I was powerless to be between life and death, so I sent him away desperately. Before leaving, the sleepwalking patient still said inarticulately, "I'm not sleepy, don't believe it, you try My ninety-nine multiplication table..." Not long after seeing off Wang Xiaojian, the sky was bright outside, I went to the bathroom to wash my face, and when I passed Mr. Chen, he was already awake, writing something on a piece of paper.

I sat in my seat, trying to find a point of focus around me to lift my spirits.At this time, the corridor was unusually quiet. There was sunshine coming in from the window at the end of the corridor, and a thin strand spread on the ground, making people feel cold instead.In every room, the faint sound of the heart monitor echoes, one after another, like needles pricking your skin after listening to it for a long time, it is an indescribable sense of existence.I looked seriously at Aunt Zhang in the glass window, and I suddenly hoped that she would wake up, hold her hand in such an early morning, and tell her what I did wrong.

The so-called ego, the so-called emotional cleanliness, the so-called argument, the so-called inviolable small world.Yes, I protected all of the above, but why do I still feel so defeated after the breakup? Since when did I stop listening to him tell boring jokes seriously, it’s nice to say it with a smile on my face and eyes. Since when did I start to argue for every detail, and take it as the greatest pleasure to catch him. Since when did I start, without changing my face, I can say too many times to break up, let's break up, it's better to give up as soon as possible. Whenever something goes wrong, the gesture I most often make is not listening but complaining.After a relationship, the key word I summarize is not cooperation but attack.

There is no understanding between us.He didn't learn to ask questions actively in the end, and I didn't learn to question in a low-key manner in the end. At the beginning of the story, we thought that the other party was the one and only one in our life that we couldn't miss, but it was only at the end that we found out in despair, you are not very I don't marry, I don't want you not to marry, it's just a hurtful misunderstanding. I want to tell Aunt Zhang these words. I want to tell her that the next time I fall in love, even if I can't show her full-bodied formal style, I have to lean down and listen to each other before acting like a shrew every time. Is there any speech that can move me?

Aunt Zhang was sleeping very peacefully. At the end of the corridor, Teacher Chen slowly walked over and sat beside me. Her whole face was wrinkled and her eyes were covered with a layer of mist. She looked much older than yesterday. Suso took out a folded medical record from the inside pocket of his jacket, and handed it to me. "Miss Huang, you asked me to write a letter that day, and I kept thinking about how to write it. Just as I was thinking about it, Yulan began to faint. After the doctor issued a critical illness notice, I waited outside and wrote this letter." , look, it’s written like this, maybe it won’t work, right?” I opened the paper and scribbled and corrected a few lines of strong pen writing. There were not many words, but when I finished reading, my tears welled up in a mighty way. fainted. "Magnolia: On the 50th anniversary, we live in harmony and have deep affection.On weekdays, work and study, step by step, take the children to the park on holidays, and have fun.Life can be described as blissful. At 38 months, he suffered from a serious illness, which was pitiful. In the first period, he had infusion and dialysis, and he could still maintain it. Later, his limbs did not move, and food, milk, and water were hard to swallow. The road of life may be coming to an end. If you leave, maybe you will be freed as soon as possible and suffer less from illness and pain.Go to heaven to have a good rest and enjoy unlimited happiness.I stayed, probably sick, sad, and slowly getting back to normal.In the human world, continue to take care of the career progress of the younger generations. Scholar Advise" I looked at Teacher Chen through tears. Teacher Chen's eyes were like a child's, helpless, pleading, but there was also the despair of the elderly who saw through everything. He looked at Yulan who refused to wake up. That scene suddenly Let me discover that there is also a comrade-in-arms-like affection in love. I choked up and said, "Mr. Chen, don't worry, you won't be able to get this letter, you have to write it in a more nasty way." Teacher Chen's children came here, already in the afternoon of this day, everyone was full of travel and dust, every ten minutes, someone would go to the stairwell to smoke a cigarette or make a phone call.Aunt Zhang still didn’t wake up. I said goodbye to Teacher Chen and walked out of the hospital. The sky outside was gloomy, with large swathes of dark clouds fringed with the golden edge of the setting sun, which looked bright and ominous. Sitting on the bus going home, I leaned against the window and watched the raindrops hit the glass obliquely little by little. The rain was heavy, and dense crackling sounds could be heard in the whole car.The carriage was empty, and the expression on everyone's face was the same as the weather, it was very humid, and the five senses were dull, and the air-conditioning was blowing on my neck. I shrunk myself into a briquette, the sound of rain hitting the car window was very hypnotic, and after a while, I fell asleep. When I woke up, the compartment was already full, the car was motionless, the sky was half-dark, there was a torrential rain outside the car window, and there were dense traffic formations. There is a traffic jam, and every time there is heavy rain and snow, Beijing will immediately become paralyzed. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a troubled time. People who stand on the side of the road and want to take a taxi end up running to commit suicide; The people in the car will be blocked all the way until their outlook on life deviates, and they can’t wait to become a monk immediately; the stranger on the bus just stands in a stuffy tin jar, sweating profusely, waiting for the dark future, until Married to a stranger around me. This is the state of despair in the heavy rain in Beijing. I was taking the subway home every day, but I just caught up with it. The girls in the car took out their mobile phones and called their boyfriends or husbands to inform them that there was a traffic jam and they had to go back later.There was a hint of coquettishness in the tone of complaint.Those who don’t make phone calls have a higher profile. Someone will take the initiative to call and ask him/her if he/she has been wet by the rain and if he/she is safe and sound now.I also took out my mobile phone according to the situation, but after looking at it for a long time, I didn't know who to call and told the other party that it was raining and I had to go home late. But in the dazed effort, before I had time to feel sad, the phone rang.I looked at the number, it was Mr. Chen. I was startled, the originally noisy surroundings were really silent for a moment, I was afraid of hearing bad news, but I hoped that it would be good news.With trembling thumbs, I pressed the answer button. "Miss Huang," Teacher Zhang shouted, "Yulan is awake! Aunt Zhang is awake!" It was as if someone had snapped their fingers in my ear, and all the grateful cells in my body immediately blossomed.I wanted to make an action to express my gratitude to God, but because of excessive excitement and tension, my body was stiffer than ever, and I could only smirk and sit motionless. Not long after Teacher Chen hung up, Wang Xiaojian's call came. When I heard his voice, my tense nerves were completely relaxed, "Have you been drenched in the rain?" "No, I've been in the car all the time, and the traffic jam is called Yanshi." "Where is it stuck?" "It's still five stations away from our house." "It's so close, you came back after running." "You have a mouth under your nose? I turned around and became the first person to die in the rain in Beijing. Do you want the TV station to interview you or what?" "..." Five stations, is it the building materials city?Which bus did you take? " "695, it's blocked at the entrance of the building materials city. I'm getting bored to death, so don't make me angry, I'll hang up if it's okay." "Hang up." Uncharacteristically, Wang Xiaojian said very simply. After I hung up the phone, I looked out the window. The rain had lightened a lot, but the huge car group was still motionless.Strings of taillights lit up in the rain curtain, blurred without edges and corners.Bored, I observed a small red Honda parked beside me outside the window. There was a man and a woman sitting inside, both about the same age as me. The boy driving the car glanced over, and he looked exactly like him, with the same small eyes and a serious side face. When he was unhappy, the corner of his mouth would turn slightly Extend a line down. The two people in the car looked unhappy, and the girl next to him looked impatient, like a cat on the verge of madness, ready to jump up and abandon the car at any time, just like me once. There is no back road, the back road is a string of red lights; there is no future, the future is heavy rain.What kind of good mentality can be exchanged for such external conditions?Only the person beside me can be our companion. If you want to pass the time together and wait for the unknown bright future, then this small closed space is the most warm and dry desert in the heavy rain.But if we don’t have a tacit understanding and we are always questioning each other’s affirmation of ourselves, then this car is a miniature Colosseum. No one can join hands until the rain is over and the rainbow appears in the sky. There must be someone who will open the door and make great strides to leave early. You think I'm analyzing the road conditions, no, I'm talking about a memory, a failed memory of being abandoned in an emotional dilemma. But next time, I will not let this person go first. Even if he fails again and he still leaves early, I will let him go not so confidently, and I will let his knees go weak and cry bitterly. While still in a daze, the people in the carriage started to commotion. I thought the traffic jam was about to end, but I didn't find any signs of the traffic jam moving.I looked ahead, and in the rain, there was a 250 riding an old-fashioned 28th bike, against the flow of traffic, riding towards us in the heavy rain. In the entire motionless world, only he and that bike were the same. mobile. The bicycle and 250 were getting closer and closer to our car, and the people in the car were giggling. I felt a little uneasy for no reason. Slowly, the car approached our carriage, and I saw the face of 255 clearly. It's Wang Xiaojian.Drenched like a drowning dog, he squinted his eyes and searched around. My first reaction was to quickly squat under the seat. I don't want to experience such a shameful way in my life, but there is an aunt who is conservatively estimated to be about 200 catties sitting next to me. Under her pressure, I can't even move. Difficult, the only way to save her life is to bury her face in her belly. People near the window pulled out their mobile phones to take pictures of the strange sight.Wang Xiaojian searched around, and finally found me in the window with my face flushed into pig blood.He got out of the car excitedly and knocked on the glass. The eyes of everyone in the car focused on me with a "swish", and an unprecedented warm feeling enveloped my whole body. At that moment, I almost lost control of my urine. Wang Xiaojian made a gesture asking me to open the window. Before I could react, someone behind me said, "He asked you to open the window..." I opened the car window, Wang Xiaojian came up to him, and said with a happy smile, "Get out of the car." "Why did you get out of the car?" "Go home." "It's raining so much..." Wang Xiaojian pointed to the back seat of the car, "I brought you an umbrella." My head was swollen and my mind was a little messed up. I looked for hidden cameras everywhere, wondering if some TV station was playing tricks on me.The people around were really entertained, and everyone was overjoyed. I wanted to run away, but there was still the same problem, I was squeezed by the aunts around me. But Big Mom's huge body moved slowly, and as she moved out, she said, "What a nice boy." I nodded with a smirk on my face, "Yes." "You have to marry someone like this." Behind the aunt, a middle-aged woman concluded. "Master driver, please open the car door for this little girl," someone asked for me, "My boyfriend came to pick me up in the heavy rain." The driver opened the door, and I ran away, but I still heard laughter behind me, and a deep voice, "Let's play an idol drama!" I sat behind Wang Xiaojian, holding an umbrella, still in shock, Wang Xiaojian led me skillfully, shuttling between the gaps of various cars, splashing waves of water, no matter where I went, there were curious eyes following me us. "Are you acting in an idol drama!" I asked Wang Xiaojian this question for the crowd. "I don't know what's good and what's wrong, you, aren't you worried that you'll be blocked? It's said on TV that it will take two to three hours to be blocked." "It's just a traffic jam. What's the fuss? You're exaggerating." "Look at you, you are old and youthful. For you, is this traffic jam? It's your life." "No, you definitely have a problem, otherwise you wouldn't be able to do this kind of thing. Tell me, do you need me to ask you something?" "Please? Besides please don't bother me, what else do I need to ask you." "Did you break something in my room?" "I won't enter your room easily, because I have too much resentment." "Did you not bring the key?" "..." "Did you not bring the house key?" "……yes." "I knew it was idle, so I came to see you. Where did you borrow the car?" "Master Hou, the gatekeeper." "Hmph, I almost owe you a favor." Wang Xiaojian turned around and looked at me, "Huang Xiaoxian'er, I was able to play Go with Master Hou, but now I come all the way to pick you up, don't you feel moved? Are those cells responsible for moving you moved? Did you urinate?" Of course I was very moved. Sitting behind Wang Xiaojian, I felt an incomparable sense of comfort in my heart. The surrounding night, the red taillights in the mist, and the cars that were motionless and blowing out exhaust all seemed so amazing at this moment. People are moved, I know, I'm in a tight spot.Wang Xiaojian must also know how touched I am at this moment, he must know. The rain gradually stopped, and the traffic began to move slowly.