In the late 1990s, there was an unknown village in an unknown suburb. There are beautiful mountains and rivers and picturesque scenery. People go out early and return late, and work hard on this treasure land.
When the breeze blew, the dew on the green leaves nodded a few times with the leaves, and reluctantly slid down the tip of the leaves into the soil.
That day was Friday. After school, a teenager on a bicycle raced past the intersection.
The white snow standing at the intersection was blinded by the wind and sand. She rubbed her right eye with her right hand and looked straight ahead with her left eye slightly open. Under a white skirt are shiny black leather shoes, coupled with a pair of white stockings, giving a particularly pure feeling.
The snowman is beautiful, just like the person in the picture. She is a secondary school student. Today is her last day here, because her parents will send her to Singapore from here.
Xue Mengyuan turned his head to look at her, and then slowly rode past her. Snow white cast her clear and bright eyes, looked at the sunny and handsome young man, and gradually disappeared into her limited vision.
Suddenly, Xue Mengyuan thought that one of his books had been left at school. He immediately turned around the front of the car, as if there was an urgent matter. He could hardly see the ups and downs of his knees. He quickly rode through the lush poplar trees beside the road, the pedestrians who came back and forth, and the straight-line distance of the place Xue Mengyuan wanted to go.
His black hair flying back is so elegant. His side face was square, and the outlines on both sides finally gathered on a not too sharp chin; The nose is convex and the lips are flat; His tight frown did not break his crescent shaped eyebrows; Eyes like thrush; The front side looks like an ellipse drawn inside a rectangle.
The wind like youth passed me like a wind, and disappeared into the crowd like a wind.
Some students say they are happy during the summer vacation in high school; Some students said it was boring; Anyway, there are many new things happening around us every day. Every day, Zhou Yiqiu makes himself feel as if he had returned to his childhood. His clothes are untidy, gray, and barefoot. He also carries dripping flat cloth shoes in his hands. He sneaks into the slightly open door crack in the dark sky, while his father is not home yet after work, and when his mother in the kitchen is not paying attention, she slips into the open door quietly, The atmosphere did not dare to make a sound and hid in its own room; Xu Hua's figure seems to be sleeping, even eating and going to the toilet. He is holding a book in his hand and spits out the voice of tea ager, patient, strict... from time to time. Xu Hua's academic performance is not particularly outstanding in the class, but he is the most hardworking one. He always believed that if he didn't work hard, he would never succeed! get some action! Do it again!
The distant scenery, like who has covered a layer of gauze with his hands, can't see clearly. After taking off the glasses, the distance is clear, which can not help but make people gape.
On the crowded road ahead, head to head, in a straight line, lie two motionless people. Wang Zixuan squeezed through the cracks in the crowd.
In his mind emerged a person - Xue Mengyuan. But he tried his best to erase the name, which was useless. Lying in front of him, his clothes are in tatters and blood is flowing. The person who makes people feel distressed is Xue Mengyuan!
There were many people around, but they didn't dare to get too close. They were not far away, and vaguely heard the ambulance approaching
The setting sun reddened half the sky. I looked back at the moon and walked on. The sound of leaves rustling was a little monotonous. Several birds chirped in the trees. Hearing a loud noise, they ran in the sky and shook down several leaves. Watching the red sun go down, night is coming.
There is a kind of great love in the world called maternal love. People who can't get it are so pitiful. Although Xue Mengyuan doesn't remember his mother, he still hasn't erased the name "mother" from his dictionary. In his heart, his mother is so strange. He thought that he would meet his mother in his lifetime, which was deeply rooted in his heart.
An endless stream of pedestrians are walking in a hurry, laughing, crying, unhappy, and leisurely on the road. At this time, Xue Mengyuan was riding his bike back in a hurry.
He could vaguely see a three-year-old boy walking across the road, and the annoying high beam in the distance was particularly dazzling.
"There is Guangming Avenue in front of you, but you have no idea how many eyes are shining in the strong light!" Xue Mengyuan opened his eyes and looked at the distance between two points. In a twinkling of an eye, he cried out in amazement: "My God! Less than 20 meters!" The little boy had already reached the middle of the road. He did not know the safety, or perhaps subconsciously, and quickly picked up his pedals to ride. Whether the driver lost his soul or fell asleep, he saw that the cart rushed like a predator. This flash of time left many scars on the road. All of a sudden, the light and the sound of brake clashed. In this case, the probability of failing to catch food is quite low. The cart crosses the middle of the road and stops.
Lying at the end of Xue Mengyuan is my mother. Liu Zhen wailed beside the bloody mother, while I stood beside her, without tears, trembling with fear. There is a lot of noise around, but I am deaf now. Sometimes the brain is blank and sometimes turbid, like a mass of paste, which may be confused for a while. So an old lady around me repeatedly asked, "Girl, who are you?" I had no response.
I remember a desperate young man who rode to his mother's front, threw his bicycle away with both hands, picked up Liu Zhen and threw him into the air, but was pushed away by his mother. The cart, teenager, bicycle and mother in front of us exploded a sound wave together, and the passers-by swarmed in the area of 100 meters. Moments later, the scene was blocked by passers-by.
In the crowd, Liu Zhen struggled to get down from an uncle, and then ran to his mother crying. He was crying all over his face and opened his arms, so pitifully close to me. Sorrow, bewilderment, loneliness, fear all rushed to me. I'm so cold! It's cold! I rushed to Liu Zhen and held him tightly in my arms. At the moment, I was completely covered, as if my head was about to be blown open, and I couldn't cry out. My hair was messy on my shoulders, and my face was pale and blue, without any blood.
My brother and I got into the ambulance together. The sky is full of haze. When I gasp, an ominous foreboding casts a haze on my heart
Ambulance workers are racing against the clock to give mom a drip. They didn't give their mother artificial respiration or defibrillation. I said to myself, "Mom will wake up!"
The street is getting farther and farther away from me, and I can vaguely hear the voice of the police car. It is still hard to get my feet into the surrounding area, and the turbid breath is filled in the air.
"How is the boy on the bike? Is there any danger?" I sorted out my mood a little and asked the nearby medical staff.
"His condition is not much better, and he will not be out of danger for a while!" The nearby medical staff was busy wiping the blood stains on his mother, and answered nervously.
I lowered my head and stopped talking, sinking into deep meditation.
"In operation"!
Xue Mengyuan lies on the operating table with his eyes closed. The numbers on the ventilator are beating constantly, and doctors and nurses are struggling to rescue. The atmosphere at the scene is so tense that it is suffocating.
On the bench in the corridor sat a pair of old people, about seventy years old. Their hands clasped tightly together. Grandpa leaned on his crutch and comforted his grandmother, saying, "It will be all right. The lucky man in Mengyuan has his own nature, and he will be all right! Old lady!"
Grandma kept saying, "Dream far away! You must survive, you must be well!" Tears from the corners of her eyes were very clear when they fell down along the wrinkles on her face.
Wang Zixuan hurried to the door of his house, pushed his bike home, and when he met his mother, he said nervously, "Xue Mengyuan was hit by a big car, and now he has been sent to the hospital by an ambulance!"
When Zhou Yiqiu finished drying clothes on the balcony, she heard what Wang Zixuan said outside. She bit an apple in her mouth and forced her to swallow it.
The night was gray at night. I don't know when the moon slipped away, and the sky was gray.
The police car stopped at the roadside, and there would still be pedestrians coming and going around, stopping to return home and whispering in the distance. The absent-minded driver sat on the ground with his head in his hands.
The door of the operating room opened, and a doctor who had been soaked with sweat came out. The grandpa who was sitting beside stood up hurriedly and asked, "Doctor, how is he?"
"The patient is out of danger, but he is very weak." The doctor said calmly with a sigh of relief.
Grandma, who was following grandpa, cried excitedly and thanked the doctor.
On a bench in the hospital corridor, my brother and I waited anxiously. A doctor came up to me and told me that my mother had suffered from cerebral vascular rupture and bleeding, which led to ineffective rescue. It was dark around me, and I ran to my mother's arms with grief like crazy, crying: "Mom! Why did you leave in such a hurry? You come back! You can't go! I don't allow you to go! Mom, you open your eyes to see your daughter, don't go! Mom..." I pulled my mother's hand with tears in my eyes, My brother in my arms is still crying at the top of his voice.
I can't breathe because of my heartbreaking mood and helpless thoughts. Mom's hands can't be lifted any more. I know that my mother has left us, but I am stubborn and unwilling to let go, and I want to hold her cold and stiff hand for a while. When there is no warmth, it is a lonely time! My mind is full of my mother's kind face. I don't want to stay here, just want to run, to catch up with warmth, to catch up with love, and not to let my mother go far. It's so cold that I can't imagine that there is no mother around me anymore. I looked at my mother who was sleeping peacefully beside me, choking in front of the hospital bed.
I have lived with my mother since I was young, and I understand that life is not easy. The days of mutual dependence let us be consistent for many years. My father is a drunkard. He drinks almost every day and fools around with some strange people outside. Because of this, my mother and my father quarreled countless times, and several times they almost quarreled to the verge of divorce. Looking back on those fragmented times, I can always remember how much my mother has paid silently for this family.
In the past few days, the driver of the cart paid a lot of money to both sides through mediation.
Xue Mengyuan is reviewing his lessons while recuperating in the hospital. School leaders went to the hospital to see Xue Mengyuan, hoping that he could leave the hospital as soon as possible and not delay the college entrance examination. He is a good candidate for a famous university.
The short study time in the hospital passed in a hurry. Xue Mengyuan, who returned to the school after leaving the hospital, went head on. After many practice tests, he was still the best in the school. The students around him were also happy for him. As the saying goes, "If you survive a disaster, you will be blessed"!
"Which university do you want to go to?"
"I want to go to Peking University!"
"I want to enter the Central Conservatory of Music!"
"Can you pass the exam?"
"No, I will report it today!"
"Just blow it!"
"Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!"
Every classroom in the school is in full swing. Students, you speak to me, lively.
The classroom papers were flying all over the place. The teacher taught by himself in the evening, and you scrambled to teach. The students reviewed their lessons with each other. The number of posters at the back of the classroom is getting smaller day by day, and the school is in full swing with the incentive meeting
The results of the college entrance examination, which had been waiting for a long time, finally came out today.
Everyone rode bicycles to school to ask about their grades. At school, the students were all excited.
Xue Mengyuan was not admitted to a famous university! Almost all the teachers and students in the school could not believe it and could not face it. Everyone talked about it together. But no matter what, we still silently accept this reality.
Frustrated, Xue Mengyuan did not choose to resume his studies, although his grandparents advised him again and again. For several days, he kept himself at home and didn't talk to his grandparents. It took him a long time to get better. Running every day is the only sport Xue Mengyuan feels can decompress. On several occasions, he even ran away from home more than thirty miles and back again, just to feel better.
Wang Zixuan's performance has been poor. After failing to enter the university, he learned to do business with his parents. Later, as a result of being cheated, the business lost money. Before long, the family moved to another place.
Xu Hua's grandparents were abroad, so he listened to his family's advice and applied for studying abroad.
The dusk is infatuated with the sunset glow, warming half of the sky with the last afterglow. The flowers on the other side of the river are charming and moving, attracting several butterflies to dance. The weeping willow stroked Zhou Yiqiu's cheek, and Xue Mengyuan, who was walking along the river, met her, who was unhappy, standing alone by the river watching the fish bubble. He patted her on the shoulder behind her, looking back, the two were separated for three years. Once they played together, they didn't go to college. They stood together, gave each other a smile, and then walked to a bench in the park to sit down and chat.
They all chose not to repeat their studies, not because of the heavy study life of senior three, but because there was a force somewhere that drove them to leave their hometown to see the outside world.
Time is hard to return. Two people yearning for the distance look at each other in the distance, through the gaps of the lush leaves in the park, through the winding mountains in the distance, together with the sunset at this moment, waiting for the night to open slowly, and also together looking forward to the dawn gently waking their windows.
