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I remember, not how like him. The bearded man, Tieshanglai, skin kind
of needle pain. He kissed me, every time I have been mercilessly wipe
his saliva with the sleeves dirty place. Sometimes simply in his line
of sight, enchant a pot of water wash. Child nutrition and delicious
cream out in front of the mirror, while wiping his face while peering.
I am so small, has quietly refused to understand.
I would not let him go to school to pick me up, even if this meant
heavy rain, and I one for home. One year a typhoon, a Kewutongshu
outside the classroom were uprooted, the line was Guaduan classroom
was dark picture, and some female students and even cry out loud hum,
and many parents rushed in, calling their child's name . I'm cold,
shivering in the corner, still pray for him not to come. Around the
students were led away one by one, put on parents to bring clothes,
sobbing little down when I heard the crowd rolling with my name called
out by his voice, suddenly away suddenly near, he is not crazy the
same as me?
My heart jumped violently, his fear of being discovered. Hidden desire
drove me to the books stuffed into a drawer, taking advantage of the
chaos slipped out of the classroom, wind and rain instantly engulfed
me, I just glad I got rid of him. Copy a short cut against the wind,
the backbone of ice in the winter is too painful stimuli. I might cry.
Tortured by the loss of the cold and storms home of a man's courage.
He came home with great difficulty, my mother rushed in and asked me
how come a person, but also, and I said, he answers me! Lie and say I
did not touch him!
It took another half an hour before he limped back. Banjiu raincoat,
the chest bulging in processes, like to bursting clothes, very funny.
Fortunately, I think he has not been found. Him that way, the students
laughed at death is not strange. Took off his raincoat, he took out
that group of stuffed things, a sweatshirt for my band. Was covered,
and only the good parts are plastic bag is dry fleece. Put on the
cover of the neck in the sweater, I feel there are two lines of his
face suddenly hot stuff pop out from the eyes.
That night, he had a fever, lying in bed to draw the line halfway
disability Qiazhao blasted by his legs, I brought a bowl of ginger to
his bedside. Also heard him say: This year's typhoons are the most
violent I remember once, I can not find you actually think you are
Taiwanese wind away! School was no one, alas, if you like to go early,
you will not have to shower like that ... ...
That night, he was afflicted with acute cold and Tuiji night without
sleep. I did not sleep. Separated by a wall, he coughed all night. The
next day the school closed on the posted notice, newspapers and
television news, also reported the day after another since the
founding of the city suffered one of the most severe typhoon, brought
an unprecedented disaster, persecution, six primary school students
home from school alone lost and one of the three students of the
school we.
I only heard this one, the heart will be empty in there, like a long
time soul beyond recovery. That the three students, one is the class
of students. He also heard, the mother of non-boiled eggs to his into
my palms, and forced me to eat.
I was asleep in the big mouth to chew sinking eggs, filled with fear
for the slow response of the typhoon. I think if I died that day, he
personally went to school to pick me home, and I just because of his
disability, physical appearance, fear of shame and therefore Zangsong
Diao life, then he will be pregnant with a heart filled with remorse,
but also a and end their lives now.
I fear both.
In the test ended, I was a bit of difference to focus on high school
pass. Class II standings from the public high school to see their
names, I withdraw, I heard surrounded the crowd, talk with me, what a
pity! Only these three words, sigh again, like a hammer and must
attack the small, under nails, even the rougher edges of self-esteem
are closely marked. On the road the way until the rising sun, before
going to the home. Met him halfway, standing on a corner waiting for
me. A look full of expression, increasingly stimulate me.
Two people one after the walk, he walked slower, the sound has caught
up, said my father already knew, early in the morning I went to
school, and a master column is attached to the publicity release list.
Dad saw. You do your best, do not blame you.
I walk the increasingly fast, even running up the desire. Afraid he
might catch up, repeat "do not blame you" in the name. Heart
has been stepped back, the subsequent shrinkage, as if that moment,
the former pride and glory are his "do not blame you," down.
Holidays were also kept in touch with the students, some of the test
results not as good as me, and even far worse because of my classmates
hundred points family background, money's sake make points, followed
by a focus on high school received the admission notice. My heart,
very gray.
Home, I rarely speak, locked himself into the room. Him at the door,
called me out to dinner! How can you say that a person can not afford
a little bit of blow. As long as not to be overthrown, and will never
have the chance of success! I broke out the moment an avalanche of
anger, Hula opened the door toward him roar: class performance worse
than my high school students have received the admission notice key,
you unhappy life, no money no power, just a boiler work, so I can go
to read a second-rate school!
My tears drip face, weeping and grief to me to say more and more
cruelly, but also more real close to my heart the idea. Spewing out of
the complaints and rap, like a bomb shell to him, his black and blue
that I see. I rushed back to the room suffering from the window saw
him stagger figure, out of the gate. He did not return home that
The next day, he put fifty thousand dollars in my bed. I sent a fifth,
and one point of the sponsorship fee is a thousand. He asked me to
sign up. Overnight, the old and tired as he's senile plaques on his
face, sub-field tender me. I buried her face in the yard, he was still
just sentence, Dad do not blame you ... ... I think he can not afford
to fight and injury of age, I went to his wounds and heavily sprinkled
with a handful of salt. He does not blame me, maybe just lip service?
I am married, in his 63-year-old that year. He has been retired for
many years, civet cats at home and a flower company. I often do not go
back for dinner, they often forget to tell him, and enjoy a candlelit
dinner with her boyfriend when he was hit over the phone, saying he
did eat my smoked mackerel, that would like to voice my surprise call
I could not bear, I Duizhuohuatong said, Dad you gave me keep, so I
went back again to you all destroyed. Diesheng said he is good, hang
up the phone, I still feel that he vaguely disappointed.
I started dragging her boyfriend home for dinner. He happily past men
working, since his mother died, I made no argument with him. Bought
things, a mostly honor him. I usually spend money today, learned
pottery, flower arranging school tomorrow, and later formally apply
for the Xi'an Jiaotong University's MBA Master's, hands almost no
savings, came to get married, I realized that their way of managing
money is a problem. Woman without a dowry, will be looked down upon
that family to be married?
Day back, it was late, the lights are still lit in his room. I was
trying to sail back to the bedroom, he came out stopped me and said,
no no, you have to get married, this is a little something for Dad,
you need something to buy their own. Fed to a book, I did not open.
How can I be? He was only a meager pension, if able to save a little
savings. This is too thick hard-money savings to repeat itself! I can
not have!
Like to see my concern, he said, kept only three million, this life,
and my father have no skill, so just keep this little bit of money to
you ... ... said he was still guilty, my tears has been washed out,
and I hold him speechless ... ... there must be gentle and loving
heart, right stars in such a rough life of the elderly living in front
of any of my expressions are hypocritical and unnecessary. I held him
by the moment, think my dad really much shorter, thin, short, has a
curved back bent forward, like a half-open bow, through longstanding
years, Dayton was there, bad ones, the tears fall, for the first time
in good faith for this man in the world, I could not find my
unrequited love.
I used that money to my father bought a China Life's pension
insurance, he did not know. Rest of his life, I just hope he can live
well. I would like to take him to live with me in order to better take
care of his ideas that came out, asked for his views, his mouth
flaring, said the children, father knows your mind. Father of a man
accustomed to, as long as you can be happy, can always come back, I'll
be satisfied. So great is the vernacular, I heard from other old
people's mouth more than once, or even that the first "Huijia
look" to the prevalent wind friction during the time I sang it
every day and out of never personally. But these words from his mouth
the moment, I know that no matter the song, or old people to reveal
their feelings, want their children to Huijia see, is a common wish
Insurance once sent home, he happened to see, I know I have purchased
the old-age insurance for him. He is eating slow down, walked into the
room, take out a whole thing again and again, I turned over one by one
to see, that he voted for me has been ten years of insurance, from the
age of sixteen I had just adults that year ... ... There must be
gentle and loving heart of stars, the moment I take care of him had
earlier given me a deeper thicker in the care of the more lasting. I
have done more for him, and he did not pay for my ten-thousandth. And
I, we must wait until the moment a tender heart, long before the
territory of the mind down all the good he told me ... ... of: Wang

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