night fire

Chapter 33 The Day of Graduation

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Zhao Qiyan still didn't know how to reconcile with Zhang Zhiyan—although Zhang Zhiyan never felt that there was a problem between the two of them, Zhao Qiyan didn't think that was the case.To Zhang Zhiyan, that accident was a natural disaster, and he was the culprit.

Obviously Zhang Zhiyan had a hundred possibilities that afternoon, but he cut off 99 of them—he demanded with a childish stubbornness that Zhang Zhiyan must go to the garden of their police station to pick a flower for him.

At that time, Zhang Zhiyan was already off work, and he teased him on the phone, saying that it’s okay to go to the flower shop to buy one?Zhao Qiyan didn't speak.Zhang Zhiyan asked again, can I pick it for him tomorrow?Zhao Qiyan still didn't speak.

In the end, Zhang Zhiyan pretended to sigh and said that his younger brother's life was really embarrassing, and Zhao Qiyan finally let out a laugh.

How simple he thought, tomorrow is Zhao Yan's birthday, and he wants to send him a greeting card with a flower picked by his brother on it.

He thought about it for a long time, and he went to the place where his brother worked to look at the flowers in their yard. He couldn't tell whether it was roses or roses, but he knew that they were leaning against the window, facing the direction of his brother in the window.

Zhang Zhiyan walked back after a long detour, but the flower garden that had been in a semi-open state was rarely locked, and the gardener who always dozed off was nowhere to be seen.

He climbed over the fence and went in, picked a half-opened bud, cut off the branch with scissors, went to the office to get brown paper to wrap it, but he couldn't bring the flower home.

It was such a coincidence that the mother of a death row prisoner came to the police station where her son was first arrested after visiting nowhere. It was such a coincidence that she met the policeman who arrested her son. It was such a coincidence that she was spending all her money After all the savings and entrusted relationships failed to commute her son's sentence, she bought a modified old gun on the black market. It was such a coincidence that she carried that gun with her for the first time.

When she usually sells vegetables in the market, she will put money in a cloth bag. The fancy fabric has faded after years of baptism, but it has been kept very well. She stopped selling vegetables after her son was imprisoned. The cloth bag was never used again, but she held it in her bosom that day, like a treasure—even though it was no longer those sweat-stained change notes.

The look of the dark old-style gun wrapped in the washed-white cloth was really funny, but Zhang Zhiyan couldn't laugh when he saw it.

That poor mother had only killed her own chickens and ducks in her life, and never thought of killing anyone, so she just stopped Zhang Zhiyan, then took out the small cloth bag, and put the gun on her wrinkled forehead.

"Officer Zhang, help me," she said.But the trigger didn't have time to be pulled, because Zhang Zhiyan rushed forward and grabbed her hand firmly.The flower fell to the ground and was crushed and kicked away by him. It was so embarrassing that people couldn't see its original beauty.

How much strength a grieving mother can have-it should still be no match for a strong young man, especially if that person is a well-trained policeman.

But it was enough to stalemate with him for a few rounds. In the end, someone's hand cramped, and the muzzle of the black hole turned sharply, and fired at Zhang Zhiyan.

It was the most unreasonable shot, the shot that disrupted the entire life of the Zhao family, the shot that ended Zhao Qiyan's childhood ahead of schedule, and the shot that froze Zhang Zhiyan's time.

Just one shot.

Zhao Qiyan failed to make a sticky greeting card—he also had no chance to wish Zhao Yan a happy birthday.

Zhao Yan stayed in the hospital for a week, and when she came back, the yogurt cake she had bought in advance was still intact in the refrigerator, but she was no longer in the mood to celebrate her birthday.

Zhao Qiyan also no longer wanted to talk to her from that day on, the house was always quiet, Zhao Qiyan was always quiet, he studied quietly, took the exam quietly, and went to a university in other places——Zhao Yan sometimes complained in her heart , that was really the worst birthday ever.

In the absence of her husband, she lost two sons at the same time—one sleeping and one far away.

But that's not their fault, which makes life even harder.

Zhang Zhiyan is the only person who is as calm as before. He seems to not care about the missing two years in his life. On the one hand, he calmly enjoys the care of his family and accepts the fact that he is weak. The role of the reliable eldest son and elder brother, comforting the younger brother and comforting the mother.

Only sometimes the dullness of the senses and the bewilderment shown by most new things can let people see a little bit of his inner panic and helplessness.

Zhao Qiyan went to the library to borrow a carton of newspapers, and in the afternoon when the weather was fine or in the spare time before and after meals, he lay on the chair beside the bed and read them one by one to Zhang Zhiyan—Zhang Zhiyan just woke up Sometimes there is a certain degree of reading disability.

When Zhao Qiyan was reading the newspaper, Zhang Zhiyan listened carefully, and occasionally asked Zhao Qiyan about terms he didn't understand, trying to connect what he remembered with the present world.

It wasn't too strenuous, but it took several days.

Knowing that Zhao Qiyan had already gone to college, he felt a little melancholy, and was particularly concerned that he hadn't been able to see his younger brother graduate from high school. He regretted, "I never sent you to school."

Zhang Zhiyan was studying in the police academy back then, which was basically closed. He entered the school a week late, and he did not enter the school until everyone else had started military training. How sad I feel, I just heard from the people in the same dormitory that when the school starts, there are too many people and it is always inconvenient to be alone, so he always thinks that when Zhao Qiyan was in college, he would send him there no matter how far away ——I have to carry all the luggage up for him myself, I have to accompany him to the cafeteria to order a big plate of meals, and I have to secretly stuff pocket money under his pillow.

He thought a lot, but he didn't expect that he had already missed his brother's school days.

Zhao Qiyan had a sore nose, buried his face in the newspaper, and said in a low voice: "Fortunately, I haven't graduated from college yet."

Zhang Zhiyan showed a nostalgic smile when he heard the words: "Yes, you always wanted to wear a doctor's hat when you were young."

"……no?"

"Yes, yes, you still put the trash can on your head hahaha."

"elder brother!?"

The author has something to say:

Set of trash cans hahahaha