He Xuchunqiu

"Dad, let's talk alone." The night before leaving for school, He Hui was tossing and turning in bed, still having trouble falling asleep.

"Go to bed early, I'm going to get ready to board the plane tomorrow afternoon." He Chengqi was still watching the anti-Japanese drama with the same plot, habitually caring about his son's request.

"Dad, I beg you. After all these years, please listen to me." The bandage on He Xu's wrist has just been removed, and he still has scruples when waving his hand, "I have a lot of things to say."

He Chengqi pressed the pause button on the remote control, looked at the bedroom where his wife was resting, and rubbed the swollen temples with his hands: "Okay, your mother is very tired these days, don't disturb her to sleep, let's go to the study and talk .”

He Xu followed his father into the study room, and the wall lamp in the living room pulled He Chengqi's figure into a huge black shadow, like an old beast in the twilight.

Father seemed really old.How many people dare not look at the hunchbacked figure on the wall any more, for fear that it will come true after one more look at it.

"Speak, what do you want to say?" He Chengqi sat on the front seat of the desk, half leaning on the back of the chair, still the same as before when interrogating a child who made a mistake.

"Dad, do you and mom really love me?" It's been a long time since He Qianren called He Chengqi like this, which gave him the illusion of returning to his childhood.

"What do you think? Can't you feel it? We provide you with food and clothing, go out early and come back late every day, earn money desperately, raise you up, and teach you how to read and be a human being. Is it all taken for granted?" He Chengqi's The eyes are a little cloudy due to long-term contact with chalk dust, but such a pair of eyes can always look at people with inherent coercion.

He Huaren licked his dry lips, and the first word began to be hoarse and changed: "You gave me material satisfaction, created a good atmosphere for me, and taught me to be a human being. I am very grateful to you. But, Dad, I am also an ordinary person. people!"

He Xuren's voice became louder when he was excited, and He Chengqi used his index finger to instruct him to hiss.

"I know that you have high expectations of me. You have planned a growth path for me from the very beginning. You can't wait to give me the best, but you don't allow me to repay you with bad things, even just passable ones. He Xu cleared his throat, as if he was holding his breath, "I know it all, so I wanted to compete with them for the first place since I was a child."

"But I found out that I was wrong. It seems that I will never be recognized by you. When I got the first grade in elementary school, you would question why I didn't get full marks. When I won the composition, I would say that it was just written by a child. It's nothing..." He Chengqi suddenly walked in front of He Chengqi, a petite He Xuren, holding a certificate of honor for a three-good student and a report card for the first grade, but he didn't dare to ask for extravagant praise.

"...Later, I was bullied by my classmates. You said that one more thing is worse than one less thing. You said that you will not cause trouble if you keep yourself safe. I did so, and I was bullied until I graduated from elementary school." He Xuren said while touching the bruise on his body , as if comforting my childhood self through them.

"...Junior high school is really good. I was not selected for the experimental class. I thought I could finally relax. I didn't expect that the more I learned, the harder it was. I worked really hard. I didn't take lunch breaks or breaks between classes. The progress I got was always I couldn’t meet my expectations. I was really afraid of the exam in the first day of junior high school. I don’t eat until the exam, and I have to wait until the exam is over when I’m hungry before I’m willing to eat.

"...I met Xu Ran later." When He Xuren said this name, the corner of his mouth raised a smile, "He is really good, he affirms me, worships me, encourages me, and protects me. I I always hope that you can give me the most conspicuous love like him, I may be really a bit stupid, so I have never noticed your concern for me." He Huiren is obviously duplicity, he has always been extremely sensitive to love , That's why I crave this kind of psychological care.

"Then the relationship between you and Xu Ran is just a misunderstanding..." He Chengqi listened to his son pouring out all the grievances and depression in his heart, feeling more and more guilty, and quickly opened his mouth to change the subject to excuse himself.

"No, I like him, I love him." He seldom said "love", because this word was a forbidden word in his education, "I know exactly where this feeling belongs. One category, you never told me, but Xu Ran taught me."

"So, I thank you all, and I thank him very much." He Xuren tried not to cry, got up and bowed to his father who was sitting in the chair, and two distinct teardrops fell heavily to the ground, "I want to say I'm done talking, thank you, I'm going to sleep."

He Chengqi sat in front of the desk for a long time without moving, as if he had turned into a statue of a thinker.When I got up, my legs and feet were a little numb, and even the hat was a little numb.

When He Chengqi turned off the light, he saw a tome with a letter on the bookshelf. He took it out and saw that it was Xu Ran's letter that had not been opened yet. It seemed that no one was going to read it.

For some reason, He Chengqi suddenly wanted to make up for his son, so he silently put the letter into He Xu's suitcase.

I hope I did nothing wrong. He Chengqi fell asleep with this idea, and his dream was very restless.

Who found this letter when he returned to school to pack his luggage, but it was a little crumpled by sundries, but the seal was still intact, as if defending his last bit of privacy and dignity.

It wasn't until after packing the luggage and cleaning the dormitory in the afternoon that He Xu carefully pulled out the letter from the bag.

The light from the desk lamp was slightly yellow, and there was no reflection on the yellow-brown envelope, and it even had a warm color.On the front of the envelope, there are only four big characters "who accepts it". It looks neat and neat, which shows that the handwriting practice has worked.

Thinking of this, He Yan couldn't help but smile.

Carefully tearing off the seal, He He took out a piece of letter paper that was folded squarely.

It can be seen that Xu Ran doesn't know how to write letters very much, because he wrote a title in the center of the first line - "Dear Who".

"Idiot..." He Xu muttered in a low voice, his smile getting stronger.

"When you see this letter, I must have already left, but don't worry, you must continue to like me..." He who only saw this, the letter paper in his hand was quickly taken away.

Zhang Mingjing was extremely bored. According to his observation, whoever saw this letter had already laughed no less than four times. This must be a love letter written by a certain girl.Based on the principle of having fun with good brothers, he chose to take it over to observe.

"Who is my dear?" Zhang Mingjing held up the letter paper, and chose to read the title among the densely packed words, "Oh, which girl is so greasy?"

"Give it back to me!" He Xu grabbed Zhang Mingjing's hand tightly, trying to snatch the letter back from him.

It's just that there is an injury on his wrist, and if he exerts a little force, he will let go with soreness and powerlessness.

"Don't worry! Let's make friends and have fun together!" Zhang Mingjing made a gesture to continue reading, but the letter paper was torn apart in the next second, "Hey! Wait a minute!"

Who tore off half of the letter paper, his eyes were red with anger, and directly tore the half letter paper into pieces in front of other people: "Give it back to me!"

Zhang Mingjing has never seen anyone get so angry, and he immediately offered the other half of the letter with both hands: "Don't be so angry, I didn't mean it, you just have to forgive me a lot."

"Others can't take away my things, and I don't want what I take away." He Ruren gritted his teeth and said this sentence, and slowly tore the other half of the letter paper into pieces.

Xu Ran's words were shattered into hundreds of shreds of paper, and finally they were crumpled up and thrown into the wastebasket, neat and tidy, without muddling and reluctant to let go.

Zhang Mingjing knew he was in the wrong, curled his lips and said sorry, and returned to his seat. Fang Hu and Lu Ze, who had witnessed the whole process, bowed their heads and continued to do their own things.

He Xu went out with his mobile phone key, passed by the cafeteria and bought two soda noodle steamed buns, and stood by the pond feeding the fish one bite at a time.

There are a lot of koi in the pond, and there is a fierce competition for a piece of steamed buns, and the calm water surface is as lively as boiling.He Xuren's mood became calmer, and he returned to the dormitory after feeding the last piece of steamed bun.

The remaining three years of college are very positive. He can be seen in various competitions organized activities, and he can often be seen running in the morning and evening by himself... No matter what the results of the competition, He Ren The resume is also worthy of the name of Q University.

After graduation, who chose to work in a state-owned enterprise, Lu Ze stayed in school for postgraduate entrance examination, Zhang Mingjing went abroad, Fang Hu and his innovative projects won the support of the state, and everyone's future is extremely bright.

It's just that every time a plane flies by, why does anyone always look up at the sky, as if expecting something.

"Xiao He, why do you look up at the sky instead of the road when you walk on the road?" Colleagues always ask who is this question at first.

"Oh, it's nothing, it's just that my spine is so sore, I need to move more. I will pay attention next time, please remind me." He Hui put his hands on his neck, watching another passenger plane fly out of his field of vision .

Xu Ran is like a free bird, who brings the fragrance of flowers in the wind, sprouts growing, and sand shells in the sea for the fish trapped in a small pond, and then disappears into the sky that belongs to him without saying goodbye. With a wider world, the pond water reflects the sky, and the flying birds are flying in the eyes of swimming fish.

The author has something to say: Xu Ran: "Who do you call a little girl?"

Zhang Mingjing: "I...I am."