Chapter 9 8

The first time Jing saw Xiao Zhuo, he noticed the shining chain around his neck.But Jing mistakenly thought that the pendant was a key, but it was actually a cross.The necklace was left by Xiao Zhuo's mother. According to Lu Yihan, she died of dystocia, and Xiao Zhuo was a seven-month premature baby at that time.He was frail and had congenital heart disease.Lu Yihan seldom mentioned his wife, but Jing thought that the great change of two lives like a replacement was undoubtedly a huge blow to Lu Yihan.He transferred his love for his wife to Xiao Zhuo and took care of him meticulously.Xiao Zhuo's heart disease prevents him from doing strenuous exercise, heavy physical work, and catching a cold—a seemingly insignificant cold may turn into myocarditis in a blink of an eye, and even be life-threatening.this little

The boy is as beautiful and lovely as an elf in the sky, but also like an elf, he will disappear in an instant.Before Jing met Xiao Zhuo, Xiao Zhuo had struggled on the death line at least twice and was finally rescued.This is inseparable from Lu Yihan's careful care. When he first came to No. 3 Taoli Street, Jing once looked down on Xiaozhuo a little bit, because his life is so delicate, he always needs other people's care in every possible way, and he hurts his relatives so hard.But soon, Jing discovered that Xiao Zhuo was a little man who couldn't be disgusted at all. Although he was cared for, he didn't have a trace of arrogance.He tried his best not to bother others, he was always so quiet, and he was very willing to help others, whether it was helping Lu Yihan water the flowers and weeds or helping his friends with tedious manual work, as long as he could help, he was very happy, Regardless of whether you can bear it.Until he gets sick and a red alert is issued.Many years later, when Jing recalled Xiao Zhuo's willingness to help others, she would remember that she came to No. 3 Taoli Street on the first day, came down to greet her from upstairs, and lifted Jing's huge wooden box in a gentlemanly manner, wanting to help her drag it. Go to the second floor.He was so quiet and thin, silently welcoming Jing in his own unique way.

Although the love between Xiaozhuo and Lu Yihan is extremely deep, perhaps because of the absence of the important role of mother, they lack vitality and speak little to each other.Xiao Zhuo would never go to talk to Lu Yihan, he would rather speak to his cross. Although Xiao Zhuo is wearing a cross, what he believes in is not Jesus Christ, but his mother.It is difficult to trace how Xiao Zhuo formed his "belief" step by step, but it is certain that part of it is the story of his mother that Lu Yihan told him, and part of it comes from his fantasies and dreams.In short, in the heart of this delicate boy, his mother is a female warrior with powerful magic power, a heroine who slays devils and helps the world.Thus, his explanation for mother's long absence is that she was fighting the devil in a faraway place, freeing people who were enslaved and held captive by the devil.However, the communication between him and his mother will not be interrupted because of the distance. When he speaks to the cross, he believes that his mother can hear it.When he prays, his mother will also know and try to help him realize it.These are the secrets that Xiao Zhuo never tells anyone. At night and in his dreams, they shine brightly like gold mines dug out.

Jing originally thought that Xiao Zhuo was born in a rich family, and there is such a nearly perfect father who takes care of him meticulously. Even without a mother, there is nothing to worry about in life.His life has always been going to bed early and getting up early, orderly, so Jing never expected to meet Xiao Zhuo in the middle of the night, and they got closer to each other because of this. That night, Jing suffered from insomnia again, tossing and turning, and sweating a lot.She suffered in bed until two o'clock in the morning, and finally couldn't control it. She jumped out of bed, ran all the way down the stairs, groped for the refrigerator without turning on the light, skillfully opened the door of the upper freezer, and swallowed a few pieces first. Ice to suppress the heat...

Jing felt that the whole process of overeating was becoming more and more logical, almost without using her own will to give orders, and her body cooperated impeccably, even compared with the automated assembly line, it may not be inferior.In a blink of an eye, it has been more than a month since Jing came to No. 3 Taoli Street, but her binge eating disorder has not improved, and it still recurs periodically, always two or three times a week.Lu Yihan had always favored Jing at first, and he did not hesitate to argue with Man because of this.He believes that Jing's problem is that she has not adapted to the new living environment and needs some time to adapt and accept.But he also gradually discovered that Jing kept getting fat, and her overeating didn't get better, and her greed for food had become a disease.Lu Yihan began to correct her overeating by changing the types of food.He gradually cut back on the chocolate and cheesecake and replaced it with hearty fruit.He removed the sweets and added some healthy dairy products and eggs—he also bought some marinated eggs and kept them in the refrigerator.Of course Jing saw this change, and she was ashamed of it, and ashamed of his secret guidance and dissuasion to her.She had obviously caused him too much trouble.But the body doesn't seem to be her own at all, she can't control it, she can't persuade it.It was as if a ghost of a starving child was attached to her, crying and begging to her.Her body became a complete puppet, destroying food as quickly as a garbage disposal truck.

Same as the previous time, she was in a dilemma where she couldn't swallow anymore and vomited but couldn't.Jing leaned on the refrigerator in great pain, covering her stomach which was pushing the protest movement to a climax with one hand.At this moment, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a figure—she hurriedly turned her head, and saw Xiao Zhuo standing alone by the door.Jing almost screamed.Fortunately, the kitchen was not too dark, otherwise she would really have thought that standing there was a thin and mournful ghost. They stood face to face in a patch of moonlight streaming through the window.The moonlight was divided into strips by the window lattice, the windows were not closed tightly, moving slowly with the wind, the shadows of this shape were also slowly swinging.Jing suddenly felt that they seemed to be sitting on a dangerous wooden boat, surrounded by endless black water.Jing noticed Xiao Zhuo's straight legs, which looked like a white-painted statue in the moonlight.Jing had another stomachache. She squatted down slowly and sat on the ground, which seemed to make her stomach more protected, but more importantly, she could hug her knees with her hands and bury her head deeply.She really didn't want him to see her ugly appearance of gluttony. In front of this clean and flawless child, she wished she could be more decent.

are you still hungryXiao Zhuo asked softly.The voice was like a cluster of soft light, penetrating into the girl's deep cave, and the halo spread along her sad forehead. I know it will be hard to eat these, but I can't stop, I can't stop... It's like a starving kid, it grabs my hands and feet and does these things.I am completely controlled by it!Jing said in a trembling voice, shedding tears.She saw his fluffy slippers moving towards her.She felt that he put his hand on her shoulder, but that hand was so cold. She was slightly startled. Ghost... Xiao Zhuo said softly, and the fingers on Jing's shoulder moved slightly twice.

Are you afraid of ghosts?Jing suddenly realized that Xiao Zhuo was only in his teens, and he was such a thin boy, so he must be afraid of ghosts. No, I'm not afraid.I just didn't expect that you, like me, are also children possessed by ghosts.Xiao Zhuo squatted down, knelt down in front of Jing, and stretched out his cold fingers to wipe Jing's tears. What?Possessed by a ghost... What kind of ghost have you been possessed by?Jing looked at Xiao Zhuo in surprise. dream ghost. dream ghost?What kind of ghost is a dream ghost?Jing looked at Xiao Zhuo in confusion, she didn't know if Xiao Zhuo wanted to tell her a story to comfort her.

In fact, no one knows that after falling asleep at night, I often have terrible dreams.In the dream, there were ghosts grabbing my hands and trying to take me away. They pressed my chest, which hurt very much.I called my mother, and my mother came from afar to save me.But a few ghosts stopped my mother and prevented her from catching up, and another ghost dragged me forward.I desperately called my mother.Then suddenly there was a blank, the mother and the ghost disappeared.I just woke up.Xiao Zhuo said in a low voice and hastily. Oh, it's not a nightmare, it's just a nightmare.Anyone can have nightmares.Jing comforted Xiao Zhuo and said.

No, it's true.When I woke up, I was lying in the middle of the living room on the first floor, my clothes were sometimes torn. What?You mean, the reason you're in the kitchen in the middle of the night is because you woke up on the first floor?Jing was taken aback. Well, often. You are sleepwalking.God, you actually walked down like this in a dream?Jing knew a little about sleepwalking, but never thought it would happen to the people around her. Yes.sleepwalking.In fact, it is possessed by a ghost, and the body is controlled by it. Does Uncle Lu know about your sleepwalking?Jing felt the seriousness of the situation and asked quickly.

he knows.I started having sleepwalking problems when I was six years old. He took me to the doctor, and it was almost cured, and it rarely happened again.But recently it suddenly became serious again.He doesn't know yet.Can you not tell him?He will be very worried, and in fact it has always been like this, sometimes good, sometimes bad, and the doctor can't do anything about me.I'm used to that ghost, he won't take me too far, I know that every time I wake up, it must be my mother who rushed over, and she entangled the ghost so that I could escape.Xiao Zhuo didn't seem to have finished speaking, but he seemed to have thought of something and stopped abruptly. Jing stretched out her hand to hold Xiao Zhuo's hand, and she asked softly in a hoarse voice: What's the matter, Xiao Zhuo? It was like this every time, my mother was haunting the ghost, I lost consciousness, and then woke up, but my mother did not come back.She must still be fighting those devils.There was no way she could go back to me and Dad.Xiao Zhuo shrugged, his voice trembling more and more.Jing held him in her arms and patted him on the back gently.Jing knew about death very early. When grandma left, no one told her a beautiful lie. She had seen grandma's stiff body. The dead grandma was no longer amiable, and she didn't even smell like her body. Jing is familiar with it again.When Dad died, she closed his eyelids for him, and his brows would no longer wrinkle, and his veins would no longer protrude.Their departure is real, forever.However, Xiao Zhuo seemed to be very ignorant of death, and his mother became his guardian, fighting against the devil in his nightmares, and saving him from dire straits. Your mother...she will definitely defeat the devil and return to you and Dad.Jing followed the fairy tale constructed by Xiaozhuo. Well, yes, she says the same thing to me every time she comes to my dreams.She said let me give her some more time and she will come back after defeating them.She can win for sure, she is an amazing person.Xiao Zhuo said.Jing nodded, but was a little surprised in her heart that Xiao Zhuo was so attached to this mother who only existed in hallucinations and dreams.This attachment has almost become his belief, setting his heart on fire beneath his calm exterior. Jing and Xiao Zhuo cuddled together like this, kneeling and sitting in a piece of moonlight cut by the window lattice.After a long time, Jing whispered to Xiaozhuo: I will wait with you, your mother will definitely come back. Jing feels that these hallucinations are beautiful, but Xiao Zhuo is happy compared with her. Although his mother is gone, she can meet him in a dream and become his concern and expectation.But Jing, facing her mother every day, hates each other and cannot get close.Jing lives in a secular world without dreams. Later, Jing and Xiao Zhuo often met at midnight.At that time, Jing usually had just binge-eating and was physically and mentally exhausted, while Xiao Zhuo had just woke up from a nightmare, still in shock.They meet when they are most vulnerable and helpless, and the kitchen is where they recuperate.They were like two wounded soldiers who had fallen from the ranks, sitting on the ground desolately, saying fragmented words over and over again: May I call you "Miss Sister", do you like me calling you that?Xiao Zhuo asked. Why is there a "small"?A sister is a sister. "Sister" sounds much older than me, far away from me.But "little sister" is different. The word "little" means that you are very close to me, we are inseparable, and I will tell you my secrets.Xiao Zhuo smiled slyly, he was very satisfied with finding this suitable title. The title "Miss Sister" has been used all the time, and it has gradually become just a symbol, and Jing has forgotten the meaning he said to himself.Many years later, she groped to get up in the middle of an insomnia night and wanted to drink a glass of water, but she found that she had forgotten to close the curtains—she had already lived in a high-rise building at that time. People can see her clearly.Jing walked over, trying to close the curtains, and looked down to see a piece of moonlight in front of her.It was divided into strips as before, shaking slightly.Yes, she remembered that she once thought that this piece of light and shadow was the wooden boat she and Xiao Zhuo were on.When Jing stepped on the moonlight boat she hadn't seen for a long time, she seemed to hear someone calling her "Miss Sister" behind her.She finally remembered what he said, "small" means that you are very close to me.She looked around, searching in the dark night. Another time, Xiao Zhuo asked her: "Miss, I read a book that said that the devil only bullies children. When we grow up, the devil will no longer dare to bully us, and we will never be afraid again. Tell me, it's true ?" "Maybe. I don't know." Jing answered him blankly. "If that's the case, what would you do?" "I want to travel far away. Find a small island with no people but animals to live in." After Jing finished speaking, Xiao Zhuo didn't speak for a long time.Jing then asked: "what happened to you?" "If that's the case, then I'd rather the devil is still bullying us." Xiao Zhuo pouted sullenly. "Huh? Why?" "Because you are two years older than me. When you grow up, you will leave me to travel alone before I grow up. I may not be able to find your deserted island." Xiao Zhuo complained say.Jing just laughed, scratched Xiaozhuo's nose and said: "Fool, I will take you with me at that time, the devil dare not bully you, I am already an adult, I can definitely defeat the devil!" "Xiao Zhuo, why do you think your father likes my mother?" Jing would suddenly say something like this. "Uh... your mother is beautiful and generous, and you can get along well with your father." Xiao Zhuo thought for a moment before answering. "Can they talk? I don't think so." Jing sneered, she knew Man best. Man always pretended to be highly educated and read many books in front of people. "I don't know either. But before you moved here, for a while, for some reason, Dad was very depressed. At that time, I was sick again, and he had to take care of me, which was very hard. That's the time, Dad He hardly spoke. He kept his mouth tightly shut, very serious. Maybe he met your mother later, and my illness was cured, so he was much happier." Xiao Zhuo tried hard to recall——When Xiao Zhuo mentioned Lu Yihan, Always use "Dad" instead of "My Dad", he generously shared his father's love with Jing. "Really... Then, do you think he is happy now?" Jing asked again. "Of course, with your mother and him, and you." "Me? I... Am I important to him? What did he say about me?" Jing asked tentatively, extremely nervous. "Of course he likes you. He said you are sensible and smart." "Really...what else?" Jing's heart beat fast when she heard Lu Yihan's evaluation of herself, but she still continued to ask. "Uh... He also said that he hoped that you and your mother would stop fighting and be as close as other mothers and daughters. He didn't want to see you quarreling." Xiao Zhuozhuo said in a softer voice. Jing pondered for a while, then suddenly asked anxiously: "Then if my mother and I continue to quarrel, will Uncle Lu send me away?" "How come? This is your home, where are you going?" Xiao Zhuo pronounced the word "home" very emphatically. Home, yes, this is your home, fear not.Jing said to herself softly. One midnight that winter, Jing ran to the kitchen as usual. She opened the refrigerator and saw vegetables and fruits such as lettuce, washed tomatoes, and kiwi.But she didn't want to eat any more.For days, the fridge was full of these foods, and her whole mouth gushed acid water just thinking about them.She longed so badly for a morsel of chocolate.That kind of sweet and greasy smell reminds her always, and she can't rest in peace. Jing fumbled in every compartment of the refrigerator over and over again, trying to find a small piece of leftover chocolate.She was falling into complete disappointment when she turned around and saw Xiao Zhuo standing by the door.Xiao Zhuo was still in a half-dream and half-awake state, so Jing walked over, grabbed his hand and asked: "Xiao Zhuo, Xiao Zhuo, do you have any chocolate?" She shook Xiao Zhuo's arm for a long time before Xiao Zhuo fully woke up. "Chocolate? I don't have any." "Oh, really..." Jing said disappointedly, she missed the sweet and bitter taste to the extreme. "What's wrong with you? Want to eat chocolate?" Xiao Zhuo asked with concern. "The ghost in my body is at work again. But I can't eat these things in the refrigerator. I have eaten these things for too many days. I want to eat sweets, I want to eat chocolate..." "Well...then let's go buy it." Xiao Zhuo pondered for a while, and suddenly raised his spirits to say this suggestion. "What? What are you talking about? It's midnight and we have no money..." "Under such difficult conditions, the chocolate you eat is really sweet." After that, Xiao Zhuo took Jing back to his room on the second floor.He turned on the light and went straight to his bookcase.Xiao Zhuo stood on tiptoe and took down a koala-shaped piggy bank from the top shelf of the bookcase.The brown koala is delicate and cute.As he held it, he could tell it was heavy.Jing already knew that he was going to smash it - Uncle Lu would try his best to meet the children's needs, but he didn't like to give them a lot of pocket money, which Xiao Zhuo had saved for a long time.The koala piggy bank originally had a smiling expression, but Jing stared at it at the moment, and suddenly felt that it had turned sullen and panicked, staring at her firmly. Jing Xin was startled and wanted to stop her, but she couldn't move at all.She is under a spell, and she only has chocolate in her heart. So Jing watched Xiao Zhuo smash the koala piggy bank.Sure enough, the koala could no longer smile, its mouth had been broken into many pieces, and even a forced smile could not be put together.Jing saw the bright steel legs rolling on the ground, and the sound was particularly sharp in the middle of the night.They all raised their hearts, for fear of waking Lu Yihan and Man.Xiao Zhuo picked up the steel bars one by one, then grabbed Jing's hand and ran downstairs, fiddled with the plugged gate, and came to the yard. It was early winter, and the night was frighteningly cold.But they were all too excited, this kind of cold could only be felt by their limbs, but did not enter their consciousness.It was the first time they saw the garden in the middle of the night.They walked through the large dark and light black grass leaves, as if they were in a deep forest.It was just such a short period, but they imagined it as traveling through the boundless jungle.Even the far-fetched question of whether there are monsters or cobras is fleeting.They ran so fast that the coins stuffed in their pockets fell out, one after another.But they were intimidated by the imaginary monster, and they didn't have time to stop picking it up, and ran all the way down. When they came to the street panting heavily, they smiled at each other and stopped.Jing said to Xiao Zhuo, it's not a pity that we lost the coins.If we can't find the way back later, we can find it along the coin we dropped just now.After all, they both giggled.Because they have all heard a fairy tale, the siblings went deep into the forest, afraid of getting lost, so they used bread crumbs as signs.Unexpectedly, the pigeons took the bread crumbs, and they lost their way.Later, he was caught by a witch who specializes in catching children.Now they seem to put themselves into a fairy tale as the protagonists, and it is very exciting to be there.Jing even forgot why they came to the street, and the unbearable desire for chocolate was actually pressed down. It was already daylight when they found a food store, but before the store opened, they sat on the curb and waited.Then the water truck came in the early morning, and they jumped onto the curb and waited by the door of the store.It was cold and foggy, and the two children shivered in the north wind with their feet bumped.That day, they became the first customers of the food store and bought half a catty of bulk dark chocolate at a reasonable price.This chocolate is very hard, especially in the cold season, it gets harder.But Jing insisted that this was the best chocolate she had ever eaten.They ate up the chocolates, hurried home, and lied to Lu Yihan that they had gone for a morning jog for exercise. But the next day, Xiao Zhuo fell ill.It must be because I caught a cold outside that night, and the high fever persisted. Later, I went to the hospital to have a bottle for a week before I recovered.Jing was very guilty, she thought, how could there be such a good person, no matter how much she paid for the piece of chocolate she wanted.