Rhapsody of Entertainment Rebirth

At noon on July 2, 1997, the northern Fujian county had just celebrated the return of Hong Kong Island. The government-organized rally in the morning was a rare and lively scene in this small county. Almost all those who had nothing to do went to Plum Blossom Square to watch the spectacle.

After the hustle and bustle, the city gate seemed even more lazy than before. There were only a few pedestrians or bicycles passing back and forth on the narrow streets.

This noon, which was no different from usual, was not very friendly to the Qiu family. The eldest son of the Qiu family, who was running around in the crowd, suddenly fainted.

Qiu Jiang and Xie Meiyu, who were horrified, rushed to the hospital and burst into tears when they saw their son, who was rushed to the hospital by neighbor teacher Yu Zheng and lying on the bed, pale and unconscious!

Qiu Shanhe is a Beijing drifter who has lived in a basement for a long time. He has been in this city for more than ten years.

In the eyes of outsiders, he is a bit weird, autistic, introverted, and not good at interacting with others, so he has been making a living on the Internet, earning some meager labor fees by helping others revise promotional drafts and planning books with his decent writing skills.

In his life, everything has no focus. He just lives numbly and lives every day mechanically.

But fate did not seem to forgive his mistake. The basement where he lived caught fire. Fire is a taboo in mountains and rivers. Because of fire, he did not even dare to say his last name to others.

He was trapped in the basement, unable to move because of his fear of fire. Seeing the flames and smoke surrounding him, he couldn't breathe and finally fainted.

Shanhe gradually gained consciousness. He couldn't touch time and space. He only felt like he had fallen into a blender. His body and thoughts were spinning and sinking uncontrollably in an orange-red light spot, and he fell into a black nightmare.

Decades of memories, like pressing the back button, flashed through my mind one after another.

He seemed to have returned to the fire that brought destruction to him. He shouted desperately, struggled hysterically, collapsed and cried, and looked numbly at the collapsed beams.

Finally, he felt a light.

Shanhe regained consciousness. He didn't know whether he was in the hospital or in the underworld.

If you die, just die, you are finally free.

Qiu Shanhe suddenly fainted, and his father Qiu Jiang stayed with him in the hospital all night.

Early the next morning, mother Xie Meiyu rushed to the hospital with her daughter Qiu Chuxi.

"Lao Qiu, why aren't Xiaohe awake? It's been a day and a night. Didn't the doctor say there's nothing wrong?" Xie Meiyu led her daughter to Qiu Jiang.

Qiu Jiang picked up his daughter who was leaning in front of Shanhe and sat in his arms, "Honey, why did you bring your daughter? Didn't you tell me to let the master's wife take her with you?"

"I made a fuss for a long time last night. I told her that her brother was sick and that her father was taking care of her brother in the hospital. She was crying and wanted to find you. She told her early in the morning that she wanted to find her brother."

Xie Meiyu picked up a towel and gently wiped the fine sweat on her son's forehead: "This time Xiaohe wakes up, you have to take good care of him. When he is well raised, he will be whipped with a belt. I promise not to stop him this time. !”

"It's up to you. You say one thing and do another. I want to whip him every time and you don't let me. This kid hasn't been beaten for three days. If Teacher Yu and his wife hadn't happened to meet each other this time, he would have suffered. Big sin. We, Xixi, are the most well-behaved, right?" Qiu Jiang lovingly hugged his daughter and scolded his wife who was caressing her son's face.

"This is not your precious grandson from the Qiu family, and you are telling me that I don't remember your father wanting to whip you last time!" Xie Meiyu said without looking back.

"You, your daughter is still here, what are you talking about..."

Shanhe suddenly heard his parents' daily bickering, which was exactly the same as what he heard countless times in his dreams. He didn't dare to open his eyes, he just wanted to make it longer and more real. Let him wake up with a smile and face a new day.

"Brother is smiling, mom, look at brother, brother is smiling, brother, brother is up to eat chicken drumsticks!"

"Xiaohe, Xiaohe, you're awake! How do you feel? Do you have a headache? Xiaohe, Xiaohe, can you hear me?" Xie Meiyu took Shanhe's hand and rubbed it against her cheek: "Lao Qiu, why are you so dazed? Call the doctor quickly!"

Shanhe slowly opened his eyes, looked at his mother's familiar yet unfamiliar face, and felt the warmth of his mother's cheeks.

Shanhe thought he was still in a dream, because in the past ten years, his mother had been so warm in her dreams.

Xie Meiyu was a little worried about her son's unusual silence, and kept calling her son's name softly.

"Brother, Xixi is here, Xixi is here, can you see it?" Qiu Chuxi was forgotten by her excited mother, and reluctantly called to Shanhe.

Shan He felt as if his head was knocked all of a sudden. This is Qiu Chuxi, this is my sister. In the dream, this charming and naive sister never speaks, but only pulls me with a smile.

Shanhe was stunned all of a sudden. He couldn't even think or dare to imagine!

Is this in a dream? where is this place?

Xie Meiyu felt something strange about her son and shouted to him, "Xiaohe, Xiaohe, Laoqiu Laoqiu, what's wrong with Xiaohe? Why are you so dumb? Xiaohe, can you hear your mother's voice?"

"The doctor is here, Meiyu, please give way and ask the doctor to check first. Don't worry. The child is awake and fine. Don't worry." Qiu Jiang put his wife into his arms and looked at his son eagerly.

Shanhe stared blankly at his father who ran in from the door. Where is he? Isn't it a dream!

"There's nothing wrong. The body temperature is normal. The kid is asleep. This is your family. Do you know him? Kid, wake up!" The doctor patted Shan He's forehead.

"Dad, Mom, Xixi." Shanhe said mechanically.

"The child has just woken up. Parents, don't get too excited. Nothing is wrong." The doctor put away the stethoscope and turned back to Qiu Jiang.

"Thank you doctor, thank you doctor. The child was frightened yesterday and was a little nervous."

Shanhe watched the exchange between his father and the doctor with trepidation, and pinched his thigh with his hands. What the hell is going on with me? The same fire brought me back more than 20 years ago?

He repeatedly looked at his little hands, which were twice as small. Was he reborn as a child, in elementary school or in junior high school?

He looked up at his worried mother and his confused sister, "Mom, I'll faint for a while!"

Xie Meiyu looked at her son and closed her eyes again, not daring to face her son. She came up in one breath and thought inexplicably: "Unlucky boy, you are destined to receive this beating. I will do it myself and wait for you to go home to see! For If you run away and fight, you pretend to be pretty good."

Qiu Jiang hugged Qiu Chuxi to bed, "Xixi, don't be afraid. My brother is awake. I'll ask him to share the precious chicken legs later and hold his hand."

Little Chuxi sat obediently by the bed and repeated to Shanhe what her mother had said last night: "Brother, brother, drink chicken soup, and your illness will be cured after drinking chicken soup. You can play with me at home every day."

Shanhe gently hugged his sister and held her little hand, barely daring to use force. He was afraid that everything would be broken instantly because of him.

Qiu Jiang pulled his wife aside and said, "What happened to you just now? It's not a good thing that the child woke up, and he was shouting like crazy. You almost made me sweat."

"Why am I anxious? When you went out, there was something wrong with Xiaohe, as if he was in a daze. I can't put my finger on it, but something was wrong."

"It looks good to me. You know how much you love your sister. Boys just have to go through something to understand the severity." Qiu Jiang disagreed, thinking that his wife was too nervous.

"You know what the heck, do you know that mother and son are connected to each other? Let's talk about it when we get back. I'll feed the two children to drink the chicken soup."

"Okay, let Xiaohe slow down for a while. I think he is just sleepy. He is dreaming after sleeping too much." Qiu Jiang returned to the hospital bed and looked at the pair of children and said: "Xixi, my brother is sick, Xixi will take care of him." Brother, how are you? I will feed my brother chicken soup with my mother later."

Looking at Shanhe who was twitching continuously, Qiu Jiang frowned and said, "Son, don't be afraid. It's just a heat stroke and a nightmare. My parents are here. We will go home tomorrow."

"Yeah!" Listening to his father's soft comforting voice, Shanhe didn't dare to raise his head, buried his face in the quilt and responded softly.

He was afraid that all this would be fleeting and he didn't know whether he was waking up from a dream or still in a dream. He needed time to prove it and time to adapt.

Shuhuang, try it yourself