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3 The Youngster Doesn’t Know the Taste of Worry 3

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"…Lin…Lin Hui…His name is Lin Hui, right?”

Mo Rong's soft voice rang in his ears. Lin Hui turned his head and met Mo Rong's clear eyes. They looked at each other at a close distance, causing Lin Hui to be a little afraid. He felt that those eyes were separated from her body. Her body was the body of a young girl, but her eyes were sharp like iron, as if they could pierce through everything. After calming himself down, Lin Hui was a little puzzled. He wanted to talk to her! He still had to talk to her eyes!

"Lin Hui, your name is Lin Hui, right?" the owner of the eyes said.

"Yes!" Lin Hui replied stiffly.

"I told you! My memory is not that bad." the owner of the eyes said.

"Oh!" Lin Hui replied stiffly.

"You don't want to talk to me?" the owner of the eyes said.

"No, I thought of something else." Lin Hui said. "Have we met before? Before that. "Lin Hui asked.

"Is there…? "Mo Rong asked hesitantly after staring at him for a moment.

"I don't know either. I just feel that you look familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen you before.”Lin Hui said.

"Oh, I don't have any impression of it. Maybe I've seen it before! Maybe the person you saw looked like me. But you're a strange fellow. You're always absent-minded. You even dare to be absent-minded when your form teacher is around. You sleepwalked in broad daylight.”Mo Rong said.

Lin Hui glanced at the podium. The homeroom teacher had disappeared! he said quietly. "I don't like him. He speaks in a demonic voice. It's fine during the day, but I have nightmares when I think of him at night.”

The corners of Mo Rong's lips curled up. She was obviously amused by his words just now. "I can't believe you thought he'd have nightmares! You didn't look afraid of him when you went against him just now.”Mo Rong said.

"It's daytime, I'm talking about nighttime.”Lin Hui emphasized.

"I understand. No wonder you want to go against him. Of course, he had to take revenge when he could!”Mo Rong said after a moment of silence. "Hey! Is someone sitting here?" Mo Rong asked.

"Yes! But…he hadn't been here for a long time! Sit here first! Who knows if he will come again?" Lin Hui said dejectedly.

After the first lesson, Mo Rong said goodbye to him. "I'm only here to report today. I didn't bring anything with me.”

Lin Hui said. "It's already at this point. It doesn't matter if you come or not! Classes are all over, and the rest is just revision. Just like me, I don't miss classes every day. I'm busy all day, and I don't even know what I've done for the day.”

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, each of them doing their own thing.

After school, Lin Hui packed his bag and left the school. This was the advantage of the third year of high school. He was free to choose whether to attend the evening self-study or not. His house was not far from the school. It took ten minutes by bus to get there. The school had prepared a dormitory for every student. Those who were close to home usually did not live on campus except for lunch breaks in the dormitory. He was no exception. From junior high to high school, he had never stayed in school.

The school was located in an inconspicuous corner of the city, away from the downtown area. It was a little archaic. From afar, if it wasn't for the sign at the school gate that said Yi 'an School, it would have looked like an ancient temple. The students who came here to study were scattered all over the place. This school charges reasonable fees and has good teaching and research. There were children from poor families and children from rich families. Some were close to school, while others were far away. However, the parents of the students attending this school had a common goal. They hoped that their children could successfully enter university through this school. The students who came here had all kinds of thoughts, but most of them were good.

Lin Hui walked out of the school gate and felt like he was in another world. At least the air was free. A few private cars were parked not far from the school gate. Black and white were different, but they were all new. Every car was starting, and the sound of the engine could be heard. This made him a little uncomfortable.

Lin Hui escaped from the cars that made him uncomfortable and turned right. It was another scenery. The road he turned into was called Central South Road. This road was built around the school. It was called Central Road. It had four directions, depending on the direction. Whichever direction it was, it was called Central Road. The road was at most ten meters wide. On both sides of the road, there were ancient large-leaf parasol trees. They were not the kind of parasol trees with five corners on their leaves, but the kind with round leaves but distinct angles. Each leaf was huge. Actually, he did not know what this tree was called. He had read about it in a book before. It was about the French parasol trees planted on the roads in Shanghai. After a long time, he couldn't remember what the French parasol tree in the book looked like, but he couldn't associate it with this kind of tree. In his impression, the French parasol tree was imported from France. He also stubbornly believed that a school that preserved the long history of China would not plant anything foreign! This was just a conservative thought of a citizen of China. Who knew how many things in the school belonged to foreign countries? In the past, he had specially discussed the name of this tree with Yu Liang and Ye Xin, but no one could tell. In the end, they unanimously decided to call it the large-leaved parasol tree. If Lin Hui wanted to take a bus, he had to go from South Central Ring Road to Fuhua Road. The school's own Central Ring Road did not have a bus stop, which reminded him of Beijing's Central Ring Road. The names were the same, but it could not compare to other people's Central Ring Road. There was a platform behind the school on Fuhua Road. The name of the platform was Yi 'an School. Lin Hui took the T8 bus at this stop. This bus didn't take any detours and went straight to his house.

As usual, Lin Hui arrived at the door of his house ten minutes later. It was a newly built two-story Sunny Building that was imitated by the European style. Other than the red glazed tiles on the eaves that were arranged neatly and pleasing to the eye, everything else was sent to the eighteenth level of hell. After opening the door, he greeted his grandmother in the kitchen and rushed into his room. The house was cold and empty. Other than Grandma, the only other person who showed signs of life was a large female cat raised by Nai Shu. It was covered in white fur. If he didn't know, he would have thought it was a white rabbit. The cat gave birth to three kittens a few days ago. One was white and looked like its mother in her early years. One was white and black with mixed fur, and one was pure black. From the other two, it seemed that the mother cat was not pure and was very good at love.

Lin Hui had never seen his grandfather before. Grandma was always busy. Of course, his parents were busier than his grandmother. They were all in another city. Lin Hui had never been there. He heard that the winter there was very cold. Summer was not cooler than in An City. He rarely met his parents. They only met two or three times a year, during the Qingming Festival, the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the Spring Festival. In his memory, his father could not remember when they left. His mother probably left when he had just entered middle school! He felt as if they had left him for a long time, and most of the time he forgot them from his memory. Sometimes, even his mother's voice started to become absent-minded. Although he talked to her almost every week, he always felt that her voice was not real enough from thousands of miles away.

His mother's phone call was the same as before. There was nothing new about it. As soon as the phone rang, Lin Hui thought of what his mother would say. "Xiaohui, I miss you, but I'm very busy now and can't go back yet. That's right! Did you receive the Nikes Mom sent you? I bought two pairs for you at once. One pair is size 39, and the other is size 41. Look at how busy I am. I've forgotten your foot size.”Lin Hui always listened quietly and never interrupted her. At the beginning, he would also tell her. "Mom, I miss you too. Come back and visit me when you're free!”Later, he stopped talking because he knew that she was very busy with work and couldn't leave. At first, he would tell her. "Don't buy me shoes. On average, you buy two pairs a month. It's too wasteful.”Later, he did not say anything because he knew that she would forget what he said.

His father rarely spoke, but he would say that he did not like to listen to him because he was always scolding him when he spoke. He didn't dare to talk back because he knew that he was even busier at work. He didn't know how much money he could earn by making a phone call. He answered every question like an obedient child. He never made any requests and did not even dare to say a word of nonsense.

"Xiao Hui, come out and see whose letter this is. "The *** sound pulled him back from his thoughts!

Lin Hui went out and saw Grandma standing at his door with a letter in her hand. He took the letter, but Grandma had not stopped talking.

"Look, whose letter is it? It's really troublesome. Now that we have a phone, it's so convenient to talk over the phone.“

Lin Hui did not reply because he saw the familiar name. Other than excitement, there was also an indescribable sense of loss. The address on the letter was very unfamiliar. He thought that if it wasn't for this letter, he might never have thought of such a place in his life!

"Lin Hui, are you still angry with me? Here, I'll apologize to you first. I hope you can forgive me for my misbehavior these days. How are you guys doing? I'm sure you'll be happy when you're with Ye Xin. She's such a cute girl, anyone would like to be with her. Please tell her that I'm fine.

I knew that it was wrong of me to leave without saying goodbye. All the excuses here seemed to be pretentious. I miss you, but I'm also avoiding you. Recently, some things happened that I didn't want to talk about because it was best to choose to forget something sad. Things were too unexpected, and I couldn't help it. After being in it, I was in a dilemma. I think I still couldn't escape from it. This kind of thing that directly concerns me won't be forgotten. Moreover, I can't forget it for a while, and I can't forget it for the rest of my life. I felt that I had changed. I hid in my room during the day and didn't dare to go out. I was afraid of the noise of the outside world. After staying in a place for a long time, I would feel uneasy. It was as if he had done something outrageous. He was even afraid of the sun. Everything in the world began to feel distant from him. It was also recently that I suddenly realized that I had always been lonely. Even if I had to pretend, I would never allow myself to be weak, just like how I did not want to accept the kindness and pity of others.

My mother is dead! You didn't expect it, did you? I didn't expect it either. He was still alive before the new year. I was the person she cared about the most in this world, but when she left, she didn't even see me for the last time.

It was Yu Jian who called me to inform me. Now, I can't call him that unfamiliar father. I felt bad, as if all of this was caused by him. Actually, it wasn't like that. I knew that what I was conflicted about was that he didn't let me see my mother one last time. I asked him, and he said that he was afraid that I wouldn't be able to take the blow, so he gave me an open answer that made me unable to explain myself.

Before this, I would never have thought that death would be so close to me. When I suddenly faced it, it was not fear, but numbness. She saw that her mother was in the morgue. It was a large room. Other than a few beds with neat white sheets, it was empty and silent. She slowly covered her mother with a white cloth. There was only the sound of her own heartbeat. He felt suffocated. Even when he was standing in front of her, he told himself over and over again not to open it and look. If he didn't see it, it wouldn't be real. However, his hand seemed to be disobeying his body's command as he inched closer and closer. The glaring white bedsheet was like a smiling judge, constantly telling himself, look! The answer was inside. Finally, I saw that ashen face. At that moment, I wasn't sad, or I forgot what sadness was. I didn't cry, but I kept crying.

Mom must have been sad at the last moment when she left. From the shape of her tightly shut mouth and the distance between her face and her face, I could tell that she must have cried. I tried to look for tears on her face, but I was disappointed that there were no tears. When I saw her eyes, I was sure that she wasn't crying at all. Because one of her mother's eyes was tightly closed, while the other was half-open. There was no light at all. Her mother's eyelids were very loose. If something touched her lightly, she would open her eyes, as if she had been pulled down by something. If she had shed tears, it would not be difficult to tell from where she had shed them. I began to suspect that she was really forced to close it because she didn't see what she wanted to see at the last moment. I slowly knelt down and gently touched her cheek with my hand. I quickly retracted my hand. It was so cold that I couldn't help but shiver. It was only at that moment that I truly felt the sadness extending into every single blood vessel. I couldn't even suppress my sobs. After a long time, I carefully placed my hand on her cheek. When he touched her eyes, she opened her eyes immediately, and her other eye had a crack. At that moment, I really hoped that she would open her eyes and smile at me. I tried a few times, but I couldn't close her eyes. Later, I placed my lips on her eyes. She could feel it when I was so close to her, because when I moved my lips away, her eyes really closed.

I don't remember how I left, but I have the impression that someone was pulling me on a mission. When she woke up, she had already left the hospital and was sitting in Yu Jian's car. She sat next to him and looked at him. She felt that he was a stranger. She rarely saw him since she could remember. Her mother always said that he was very busy with work. I want to earn money. I smiled and replied to my mother, I know! It was all for me. My mischievous words always amused my mother. Now that I think about it, the happiness she wanted was too simple. It was so simple that I always ignored it.

I suddenly remembered the two mud houses in my house. My hazy memories couldn't erase my longing for them. Later, the house was replaced with a new cement house. It was very spacious. There were two rows on the left and right, and there were eight big houses. From then on, my family no longer had to squeeze together. But I never realized its benefits. A blurry outline began to appear in his memory. After it gradually became clear, it was that old house. Her mother said that it was the only legacy left by her grandfather to Yu Jian after his death. Yu Jian married my mother there, my mother gave birth to me there, and I met you there. It was as if that house had pulled all of us together from the cycle of life. When it was around, all feelings were as solid as a rock. Later, when it was gone, the feelings that they had built up seemed to have lost their support and were on the verge of collapse. Only you and I are still the same. I don't think this means anything. It can only mean that we haven't realized it.

My mother had leukemia, but it was too late when she found out. Yu Jian was nervous when he talked about my mother, as if he was trying to convince me. I have no reason not to believe him. He doesn't have to be so serious.

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