Chi Guang

Chapter 129 Just Save Me, Okay?

Xu Chichuan has been very good these two days.

It was as if he had been reborn overnight, actively cooperated with the treatment, and his attitude improved a lot. Even facing the woman who put him in the confinement room and almost killed him, she had a humble and gentle face, and even offered to hand in a report. The love letter was read out in front of everyone at the morning meeting. It was a full three pages. First, I deeply reflected on my own mistakes, and then I praised and thanked the doctor in charge of the treatment and the hospital that was so serious and responsible. Finally, I burst into tears. He said that he has fully recovered, and he must be a good man in the future, live up to the painstaking efforts of his parents, and repay the society by being a good man.

Tears welled up in the eyes at the end of the reading, and thunderous applause erupted from the audience. Standing on the stage, Xu Chichuan looked at the dull and indifferent faces below, his eyes were full of fear and disgust, and the last line of mouth twitched. The white coat who smiled and nodded repeatedly had blood coming out from his fingernails. He resisted the urge to churn in his stomach, so he didn't spit it out on the spot.

There was a slight smile on his face, and black blood festered in his heart. He remembered Zhou Xiao's expression yesterday: "Fuck, you actually wrote such a disgusting thing."

It was disgusting, but the bald director was very satisfied with his speech, clapped his hands on the stage and stood beside him, with one hand on his shoulder, his eyes full of kindness: "Everyone has seen it, this is your role model, as long as you cooperate well Doctors can all be cured and return to normal people!"

"I declare that Xu Chichuan can come out..."

"Wait!" A voice interrupted him, "I don't agree!"

The female doctor came out from the crowd and looked at him with vigilance in her eyes: "As his attending doctor, I don't think he has the conditions to be discharged."

The bald man was a little dissatisfied: "What do you mean?"

"Teacher, don't you think it's too hasty to let him out of the hospital like this?" The woman said anxiously, "It's only been a week, even if he is going to be discharged from the hospital, he hasn't even done the psychological evaluation and assessment yet."

There was a hint of hesitation on the man's face, and the woman wanted to say something, Xu Chichuan said first: "It's okay, I can go after the evaluation and assessment."

The man nodded in satisfaction and patted him on the shoulder: "Good boy!"

"But—" he changed the subject, his light brown pupils were clear and sincere: "Can I apply for a visiting director? I want to tell my family the good news."

"Of course," Zhou Changyuan said, "It will be arranged tomorrow."

It was night, Xu Chichuan was lying on the bed, clutching the cold and stiff quilt, and opened his eyes listening to the sound of rain all night.

When the first layer of pale belly appeared on the horizon, the rain stopped, and it was the same as every day in the past. I rang the bell to get up, change clothes and wash. Chi Chuan lowered his head, and took out a rusty blade from the gap between the sink and the wall—this was the only sharp weapon Zhou Xiao could find after searching the entire hospital.

The blade was icy cold, and when pinched in the palm of my hand, there was a clear bloodstain.

The same one who didn't sleep all night was Shen Sijing. The woman was so excited that she couldn't speak after receiving the call from the hospital. She drove here just after dawn. It was the same house that day, with empty white walls and a single table in the middle. Xu Chichuan stood in front of the table and smiled at her: "Mom."

Shen Sijing had a sore nose and almost cried. God knows how long it has been since she saw Xu Chichuan smile.

"Xiao Xu is very cooperative with the treatment." Zhou Changyuan narrowed his eyes with a smile, "The recovery is very good."

The woman held his hand tightly: "Thank you, thank you Director Zhou."

"You're welcome, it's our duty and mission to save every child who has gone astray," the man said sincerely, "When Xiao Xu passes the final test and assessment, we can take him home."

"Director, wait a minute," he pointed at the two security guards behind him, "Can you let them out too?"

Zhou Changyuan hesitated for a second, and then said bluntly: "Yes, it's just that you mother and son have a good chat."

As soon as the person left, the smile on Xu Chichuan's face faded instantly, looking at the tearful woman opposite, he was a little absent-minded for a while.

When he was very young, he knew that his mother was very strict with him. When other children came back from kindergarten to watch cartoons and play with toys, he had to recite a Tang poem and ten idioms and practice copybooks; His parents praised him with a score of 98, and he could only be recognized if he got 100 in the test; 23rd Middle School was not a key middle school, so Shen Sijing asked him to stay in the top three of the grade; ...

And so on, and so on.

But he never complained.

The beautiful thin gold hand can always win a lot of paper points, and only he can always dictate the new words correctly.

He understands Shen Sijing, understands her strength and unwillingness to admit defeat, and understands that her wishing for a child in vain is more like a unwillingness to make up for her own debts-to prove to her patriarchal grandparents that she will live better than her younger brother, she The son of the younger brother will be more promising than the son of the younger brother.

It is because I understand that I work so hard not to let you down.

If he hadn't met Mu Shihai, he thought, he would never let him down.

"...When you get home, let your dad cook some soup to make up for you."

Shen Sijing wanted to say something else, but Xu Chichuan interrupted her.

"Mom," those eyes became what they were before, with a paranoid firmness burning in their eyes: "Tomorrow's plane, isn't it?"

"Yes," the woman put away her smile and stepped back, "it's tomorrow."

"What time is it?"

"It's none of your business." A trace of anger seemed to show, disgust and resistance flashed between the woman's brows, "Just leave, what's the point of asking so clearly, anyway, I won't come back."

Probably feeling that his tone was too harsh, Shen Si calmed down, and held his hand tightly, "Xiao Chuan, don't think about these anymore, it's all over, and live your own life in the future."

Unexpectedly, Xu Chichuan slowly withdrew his hand, she was stunned, but before she could react, Xu Chichuan had already walked in front of her, slowly, slowly, bending his knees lower and lower until he touched the ground.

So low, down to the dust.

Shen Sijing pointed at him, her fingers trembling: "You..."

"Mom," Xu Chichuan raised his head, the firm paranoia in his eyes became hotter and hotter, making Shen Sijing's heart tremble, "I'm going to see him off."

After finishing speaking, he slammed on the ground, the tiles made a dull thumping sound, and when he raised it again, his forehead was already red: "Let me see him off."

"please."

He begged for the ground three times, smashing his head and hurting Shen Sijing's eyes.

"You...you..." His lips trembled and he couldn't speak, Xu Chichuan grabbed her wrist, his eyes were burning hot, and he humbly begged for a little kindness: "Mom."

"The last side, please, please help me."

Perfect for you?

Shen Sijing was in a daze, so who will help her?

The few seconds of suffering felt like a lifetime, Xu Chichuan stared at the vermilion lips with longing eyes——

"impossible."

—and easily crushed his heart.

"I've said it before." Vermilion lips parted slightly, and Shen Sijing sentenced to death, Shen Sijing showed a very cold expression, "In this life, you will never see him again in this life."

After finishing speaking, he stared closely at his face, which was pale, moist, and haggard, but did not collapse. Xu Chichuan also looked at her, with the same almond eyes and the same paranoia.After a while, he stood up, and Shen Sijing breathed a sigh of relief, not seeing the flash of light from the cuff to his fingertips.

In the next second, Xu Chichuan suddenly started to back away, taking small steps but getting farther and farther away.

"Mom, do you know," Xu Chichuan was smiling, wiping away his tears, "I thought you would agree."

"I really thought you would agree."

"Because I really, really like him."

I really like him too much, but we met too early.

"mom,"

The smile was bleak, but his face saw through the peace of life and death.

"I can't help it."

In an instant, the blade cut through the arm, and a large amount of red gushed out everywhere, tearing apart the pale wall, splashing a large stream of fishy hot liquid on the face, and the woman screamed: "Xiao Chuan!"

The sky was full of red like a forest fog, Shen Sijing rushed up sadly, but Xu Chichuan avoided her, with his right hand covering his bleeding arm, but he couldn't stop the temperature of fleeing, the blood flowed through the cold hands, a piece of sacrificial heat, a bleak smile could not conceal the despair and pleading: "Mom."

"Please, I'm going to see him off."

"Just do yourself a favor and save me."

"OK."