Hunter and Hussar

Chapter 37 One of Us

Tao Tao did not come to participate in the weekend test at night, and he was not found after returning to the dormitory.So there were only four people left in the dormitory, and the other two roommates didn't seem very surprised. After all, Taotao was often not in the dormitory in the past three months.Even if he was there, he would do his own thing silently, hardly saying anything in the night chat after the lights were turned off.The days of school are always so ordinary, every day is a day.With him or without him, everyone lives like this.

I sent a message to the coach and asked about Taotao's situation.The coach said that there is something wrong at home, and the problem will not be too big.I told Mi Le, and he asked me to see if Taotao would come to class tomorrow. If he didn't come, it's best to ask our old class.

I think it makes sense.

The next morning, Mi Le was still resting in the dormitory.Before the self-study started, I went to the second class and handed the leave note to Lao Huang, then hurried back to the class and sat down, staring at Taotao's seat like waiting for a rabbit.Morning self-study, the first class, the second class, and the flag-raising ceremony between big classes, the seats are all empty.No one cared why its owner was absent.

So, when the flag-raising ceremony was over and the classes left in an orderly manner, I went straight to the office to find my old class.He was a little surprised at first, but then he remembered that Taotao and I were roommates and teammates, so he told me that his mother was sick and he took care of her at home.

I sneakily squeeze the inside of my mouth with my teeth, as if chewing them.Hearing this news, his head drooped almost without thinking.It was so heavy that my neck couldn't hold it up.In an instant, I recalled the matter of buying finger cakes with Mi Le two months ago. I played a trick and gave an extra ten yuan, but was still discovered by the careful mother Taotao.At that time, her health was a little bad, but now it has reached the point where Taotao asked for leave to take care of her?How sick is that?
I felt Lao Ban pat my shoulder lightly with his hand.He asked if I was okay?I said I'm fine, just a little worried, is his mother seriously ill?He said it was a stone, and the condition was not too serious, but it just hurts badly.Someone in his family suffered from it, and when he got sick, his body ached in the front and back, endlessly, whether lying down or sitting up.A few hours ago, I could still hold on, but after a long time, I couldn't help it. There were people grinning, lying and rolling, and moaning indiscriminately. People didn't look like human beings anymore.What he said made me even more sad. Taotao didn't come to practice on Saturday, so my aunt has been sick for at least three days.If it is true what Lao Ban said, then how will Taotao live these three days.

Miller was also sick for three days, and I have been sick before, but both of us are lucky, and there is always someone to take care of.Perhaps getting sick is just an experience that children can be taken care of with peace of mind (I'm talking about minor illnesses, serious illnesses are another matter, after all, my friends and I have never had it), we don't need to think about it, as long as Just lie down and take medicine obediently, and you can even make most unreasonable demands unscrupulously, and adults will always try their best to satisfy them.When I feel sick, I lose my temper with my brother or my parents. They never blame me at such a time.When we got sick, our parents took care of us step by step, as if they knew how to deal with it naturally.But what if they were sick?I don't know what to do.Although I've been taking care of Mi Le these days, he's not that seriously ill, and he is resting on the bed obediently, so I don't need to worry about it.What I have done is the simplest and most natural work as a friend.

Miller was a kid my age, and even so, I was a little flustered when he first started feeling uncomfortable.What if Mom and Dad are sick?Adults seem to never get sick, and never need to take care of them.My parents provide the family with a sense of reliability, allowing me to live every day with peace of mind and even heartlessness, without thinking about other things.It must have been like this until two years ago.At least I didn't think much about the day when they needed me, at my age, to take care of them.Except for that dark night two years ago, I felt like my mom was literally going to collapse the moment she walked in the door.I was by her side at that time, and I couldn't help her, not even myself.

And what about Taotao?His life is not as smooth as mine used to be.I was indeed a child who grew up in love.

But am I right to think so?Didn't Brother Tao grow up in love?His parents love him too.Didn't you meet her mother? She said that she hoped Taotao would do what she likes.Why do I feel that Taotao's life is worse than mine?But I'm still so sad, just thinking about what happened this weekend.Even if I'm sick, Mi Le and I can still curl up under the covers and watch movies with our mobile phone, listen to the air conditioner blowing hot air, and buy whatever we want.And Taotao was busy taking care of his mother and younger sister at the same time and in the same city.

"Peve, what's wrong with you? Are you a little scared? It's okay, don't you play football? If you exercise more, you won't get this disease." Seeing me sitting blankly, Lao Ban comforted me again.I nodded, as if he really got me right.

"Actually, I've always been aware of Taotao's situation. During the class meeting this afternoon, I would like to ask each of the students to write a sentence to Taotao to express the concern of the class for him." He took it from the drawer of his desk. A stack of heart-shaped post-it notes came out, and I took a look, "Then go to a home visit to find out the actual situation. I am going to take a classmate there, and I wanted to ask the monitor. But since you care about him so much, I It’s not bad to take you there, what do you think?”

Of course I nodded.The old class patted me again and said go back, don't worry too much.I turned around and left the office, and ran into Yue Yin at the door.I wanted to say hello and go back to class, but was stopped by an envelope she held out.

"Ke Ke, I've been looking for you for a long time. I just came out of your class and wondered if you would go to the teacher."

"What's this?" It was obvious she wanted me to take the envelope.

"You'll know when you take it apart." She clasped her hands and said to me flauntingly.

I saw "Receipt on the 24th" written on the front of the envelope, and there was an English sentence, You are one of our own, which was obviously addressed to Taotao.The two of us disassembled while walking to the classroom.Inside the envelope were two photos and a letter.The two photos are exactly the same. The whole team gestured "22" and "24" towards the camera.Yue Yin said, give one to Mi Le, and the other to Taotao together with the envelope and letter.I read the letter, it was clearly written.Only then did I realize that when the three of us were sitting in the bright and warm infusion room hanging up the water on Saturday, the call that called Mingming away in a hurry was from Taotao.His mother suddenly felt so bad that she couldn't get off the ground on Friday, and she didn't call him until after school in the afternoon.He hurried back in a hurry, only to find that his sister only had some biscuits for lunch—mother couldn't cook anymore.After resting all night but still not getting better, suddenly thought of asking Mingming.After several twists and turns, I got his mobile phone number, and thus learned what illness my mother had.If it wasn't for the persuasion of Mingming's parents, Taotao's mother would still not be willing to go to the hospital for an examination.These are what Yue Yin told me. He obviously didn’t mention Saturday’s incident in the letter, but conveyed the team’s best wishes to Taotao’s family and their admiration for Taotao. His emotions are very sincere.At the end of the letter are everyone's signatures, from coach Wang Feng to the assistant teacher, from the captain to every teammate, as well as Yue Yin who is the photographer and Xu Mu who is the audience, everyone wrote their names.Mu Zheng, Huang Minxue and Xu Mu also signed the name of the band, saying that they hope that he will return to the team in this Sunday's final game, so that they can make up his birthday song.

"By the way, next time you are not allowed to form a small group." She said seriously after I put the letter back.

Of course I didn't understand what she meant.

"It was last Thursday! I saw it all. Didn't you celebrate Brother Tao's birthday in the cafeteria? Surrounded by a small cake, there are you, Mi Le, Ye Ruiyang, Brother Chuan and Mingming, right?"

nod.

"You just put us all aside? Or do you think you only remember that Taotao's birthday is November 11? The coach said that no matter who celebrates the birthday, the whole team should celebrate together. Don't allow it next time This is it!" She suddenly hung her hands in the air, as if she wanted to imitate my sister's pinching of my face, but she was not so determined.I obediently turned my head to one side, indicating that she could get started.She pinched it lightly, smiled, and said that it was exactly as her sister said, and it was very comfortable to pinch.

"Of course I don't blame you. I was ready, and there was a little surprise after the match with Lifu, although it would be three days late. It turned out that Taotao's family had something to do. It's also a coincidence. Saturday is the captain's birthday. When the time comes Taotao is here, let's live together."

While talking, the preparatory bell for class rang.Yue Yin hurriedly turned her head and ran in the direction of their class. Before leaving, she still told me to ask Mi Le and me to sign our names at the end of the letter.If she doesn't say it, I will write it.

The class meeting in the afternoon really talked about Taotao's situation, and the old class also talked about something about his childhood, which was similar to the experience of our parents.After that, we are encouraged to cherish our present life, study hard, and honor our parents.The topic on the ppt of the class meeting is still fresh in my memory: "Carrying the love of relatives forward".After the presentation, we each got a post-it note.Mine is turquoise, and Ye Ruiyang's is yellow.He first bit the cap of the pen for a while, then raised his chin and rubbed it, and in the end he just choked out "Come on, the school team is waiting for you to come back".This sentence did not exist on the paper for a few seconds, so he crumpled it up and asked the teacher for a new one, obviously not satisfied.After thinking hard with his eyes closed for a while, he quietly asked me, "The period of shrinkage is not only in the sky; the blessing of nourishing happiness is the blessing of eternal life." Is it appropriate to write this sentence.I feel rather awkward, but I haven't even thought of my own, and I can't give any advice.

Suddenly it occurred to me that the collection of poems that Zhao Rui had given me was in the belly of the table.I took it out and flipped through a few pages, and found a song that was not bad.Then copied the first stanza:
Yet how many ports, in which

How many doors may be waiting for you.

From how many windows,
People see your life and efforts.

Of course, I put the poet's name at the end.After thinking about it, I wrote "You are one of our own" and my own name in another line, lest he think that this poem was written by me and a classmate named Rilke.Ye Ruiyang saw it, and was about to leave my collection of poems, and copied the second stanza of the poem into his paper:
How many grains of future spread its wings

Let the storm blow them away,
a tender holiday
Will watch their flowering be yours.

He wrote his name and the English sentence like me, and stuck out his tongue at me.Please, brother, do you want to learn from me?I pretended to be dissatisfied and complained.How dare you tell me that?This poem was written by someone else, and that sentence in English was thought up by Xuexue yesterday. Only your name is your own.While talking, he wanted to pinch my leg secretly, but I knocked his hand away.I asked the teacher for another piece of paper, and wrote the third stanza of the poem, adding the English sentence as usual, and the last signature was Mi Le.I agreed to write a copy for him at noon.He can get out of bed today, and he will be in class in the afternoon.The photo was posted by the two of us on the bed frame between the bunks.

The old class asked me and the class leader to collect all the written notes and give him a "review".Most of what everyone wrote was "Come on" or "It will be fine", with their own names attached.The words are simple, but each word is written with extra seriousness, even those who are usually selected by Lao Huang as "unrestrained" or "post-modern".After collecting everything, the old class took out a big pink envelope from his backpack, carefully put the notes in, and solemnly wrote "Received by Zhang Taotao" on the cover, and signed the letter on the first and third day of junior high school. class.He held up the written envelope for everyone to see, and the students applauded.

Would he actually choose a pink envelope, so girlish?

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and I asked the old class which day I would go to Taotao's house.He said that he had contacted Taotao at noon, and it was a bit inconvenient today, and he had to wait until after school tomorrow afternoon.He asked me to go directly to the office door to find him when the time came.Ye Ruiyang listened and asked the teacher if he could take him too.He shrugged helplessly and said that you have to wait another year for him to buy a car.He still uses a motorcycle now, and there can only be two people at most.

"Even if you can seat three people, you can't go. Your weight will blow out the tires of the motorcycle." I still didn't forget to whisper in his ear.I also learned badly.

(End of this chapter)