C42 Call(2)

Bian Liang left Xiping again and came back to Dankang County in Taiqing in a daze. He also didn't understand why he came. "Awang Snack Shop!" The boss looked desperate and painful, and the girl screamed when she was scalded. It had become a nightmare in his heart, and he would often wake up in the middle of the night. A vague idea was wandering in his mind like a ghost. He wanted to see his benefactor, but he didn't dare. Guilt and self-blame tears silently flowed in his heart, causing him to feel uneasy countless times. Of course, there was also the rainbow in his dream that he missed the most. He hoped that there would be a miracle to see her again, even if he looked at her from afar.

A few days later, Bian Liang found a job at the Northern Emperor's gas station in the outskirts of the city. He also used his ID card to rent a dilapidated house that was more than ten square meters.

After settling down, Bian Liang went to Tai Qing City. Even he himself was surprised by this courage. For so many years, he had either run away or hide. Perhaps Rainbow was encouraging him to do so. He just wanted to quietly look at Lady Boss A Ying from afar and then leave. As long as they were safe and sound. . . He could feel at ease. However, he could no longer find any traces of "Awang's Snack Bar" on the entire street. The original place had already become a smoking hotel. Bian Liang's heart was in pain. It was so painful that he could not control himself. He fiercely punched himself in the head. Tears silently flowed down his face.

One evening, the sky was blue, and the sunset reflected half of the western sky. The evening wind carried the scent of osmanthus flowers. Bian Liang wore a red vest. On his back, there were a few eye-catching words, "China Petrification. " He held a gas gun and was busy cheering for the customers' cars.

A car was filled with gas, and Bian Liang put away the gas gun and hung it up. He saw a middle-aged man in the car hand three yuan out of the window, and there was a scar on his arm. Bian Liang's heart trembled. In an instant, he dodged Jiang Bin's bloody and injured arm. It was also like the arm of the beautiful girl that had been scalded. The car had already left. He was still staring in the direction of the car in a daze. He couldn't stop thinking for a moment.

Another black Audi drove into the gas station and slowly stopped beside Bian Liang. Only then did Bian Liang come back to his senses. He mechanically opened the gas hood at the rear of the car and cheered for the car.

After filling up the gas, Bian Liang was just about to collect the money when he suddenly had an illusion. He felt that the girl sitting in the passenger seat was very similar to a rainbow. At that moment, the girl raised her head and looked out the window. In that instant, both of them revealed surprised expressions.

It was indeed Rainbow.

Rainbow hurriedly unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car, looking happily at Bian Liang.

"Hey! Where have you been these few months? I can't find you no matter what. The phone is not working. He didn't even use QQ. So you found a job? " Rainbow complained with joy.

Bian Liang's heartbeat sped up, and he hurriedly avoided Rainbow's gaze. He shyly and embarrassingly lowered his head.

"Don't go missing even if you find a job? Or do you focus on studying to realize your great goal, afraid of affecting your precious time?" She was still as lively and cheerful as ever.

Bian Liang was embarrassed and speechless. He didn't dare to look at the rainbow. He didn't even know where to place his hands. His heartbeat was so loud that it made his ears heat up and his face heat up. His heart was in chaos. He was grateful to God for giving him such a surprise. In the detention center, he thought about Rainbow every day. He thought of every word she said, thought of her beauty, her generosity, and her understanding. Especially the youthful vigor that emanated from her body, he couldn't resist it. . . Even more so, he couldn't resist it. Every time he let out the wind, he would look up at the small sky above his head. How much he wanted to see the beautiful rainbow.

The reason he came here again was to get closer to her. He didn't ask for anything else, but to take a look at her from afar and in silence one day. The heavens had eyes, allowing him to see her so quickly. Now, she was really standing in front of him, and she was so close to him that he was at a loss, not knowing what to do.

Rainbow walked in a circle around Bian Liang: "Hey! It's been a few months since we last saw each other. Much more energetic than before. " After saying that, she giggled.

Rainbow suddenly thought of something and said to him with a smile, "Oh, these few days, I saw a post on WeChat looking for relatives. It's a bit similar to yours. "

Looking for a family member? Bian Liang was startled. His embarrassment just now had been alleviated. He glanced at Rainbow and quickly shifted his gaze away.

"It's true. I remember you telling me last time that your mother had a heart attack, and now the mother who is looking for children has a heart attack as well. She's also a cleaner. "

Bian Liang was secretly shocked. Could it really be Sister Fang Lin?

That night, Bian Liang returned to his simple and crude rented house. He turned on his phone and immediately searched for posts about looking for the child.

He didn't know if he had searched, but he was shocked when he did. "Where are you, child?" Posts filled the entire screen. As expected, it was looking for him. A picture of him carrying a schoolbag when he was young suddenly appeared on the Internet. He posted more than 100,000 views a day. The person who was lying on the bed and breathing in oxygen was Sister Fang Lin. Her face was pale and haggard. . . .

Was Fang Linmei's illness really at the stage where she needed to be treated? Was her life really in danger? Bian Guanghe lay on the bed and looked at a weak light in the middle of the roof, deep in thought.

He turned on the palm-sized red radio on the bedside table and the background music of Gratitude played. "Gratitude, thank you for your help. Accompanying me all my life, giving me the courage to be myself. . . Gratitude. Gratitude for fate. When flowers bloom and fall, I will cherish them as well. I come from chance, like a speck of dust. Who can see through my weakness, where I come from. . . Where did my feelings go?"

The female host's gentle and warm voice came from the deep music, "My listeners, I am Heart Rain, and I am currently broadcasting 'Heart Rain Night Speech'. Today, I'll continue to pay attention to 'Child, where are you' special program looking for relatives. After the program was broadcasted for a few days, it received the care and support of many caring people. "

Bian Liang immediately sat up and watched the radio while holding his breath.

"This kind mother had a heart attack on the way home looking for her son. After a few days of treatment, there was good news from the hospital. At present, she was out of danger, and the operation fee was donated by a caring person. This mother who called the child home, although there was no news of her son, But with the help of a kind-hearted person, she had already found her son's twin sister. . . This young lady is also calling for her brother to quickly return home. "

A soft and affectionate voice came from the radio: "She is an ordinary mother, a cleaning worker, and twelve years ago, she adopted a child. Now, this boy has grown up. The seriously ill mother called out with her heart, Child, go home! Be bright! Go home!"

The theme song of Baby Home slowly rang out on the radio again. Heart Rain called out to him with deep affection, as if she was crying.

"My child! Where are you? Mommy looks forward to you coming home every day. Mommy didn't give you a rich life, but she gave you all her love. She used a broom to support a home. "

"My child! Where are you? Mom doesn't have too many requests. She just wants to see you before the surgery. She's afraid that she'll never see you again. "

"My child! Where are you? Now that you've grown up, you should go home and see your seriously ill mother, even if it's just a cup of hot water and a bowl of rice porridge. "

"My child! Even a tired bird knows about Gui Lin, when are you coming back? Mom is here! Home is here! Mom is here! Home is here! My child! Let's go home! Let's go home! "

Bian Liang's bright tears could no longer be controlled. He picked up the blanket and covered his head as he cried endlessly.

The next morning, in Jiangzhou's First People's Hospital, more than a dozen young volunteers surrounded Fang Lin's bed. Some of them were holding the sheets, while others were taking pictures and taking photos in front of the bed.

Two and a half sheets were slowly unfolded. Two eye-catching big red pieces of paper were hung on them. Everyone stood on both sides of Sister Fang Lin's hospital bed. On the right side of the bed sheet, the bright red piece of paper said, "Child! Go home! Shine it up! Go home!" The words on the bed sheet in Little Jing's left hand were even more eye-catching. "Little brother! Let's go home!" Below, there was a line that said, "Dad! Mom! We miss you!" Little Jing raised the bed sheet and shouted, "Little brother. . . I'm your sister. . . Let's go home quickly. . . " "Mom. . . Dad. . . Little brother and I miss you. . . Where are you?"

Sister Fang Lin was half lying on the hospital bed with trembling hands holding a bunch of keys. Her eyes were filled with tears.

In the afternoon, a ray of sunlight shone through the window into the quiet ward. It shone on Sister Fang Lin's bed, and she breathed in the oxygen as she lay there calmly. She narrowed her eyes and quietly looked at the sunlight outside the window, thinking about her new home. Her brightness, her thoughts, along with the golden warm sun, slowly flew in the air. The pink cloth bag beside the pillow was quietly placed there. There was a string of brand new keys on it, and two of them were especially bright and eye-catching.

Suddenly, the phone on the bedside table vibrated. Fang Lin took back her thoughts and picked up the phone with a trembling voice. There was no sound. Looking at it, it was the number of Tai Qing City. She once again placed her phone beside her ear. There was a faint sound of short breaths coming from the phone. This short breath. . . Fang Linmei keenly felt something and blurted out in excitement, "Lighting! Lighting! Where are you?"

A few seconds later, the sound of sobbing could be heard from the phone again. It was very, very soft, like a drifting cloud in the air that was hard to detect. However, Fang Lin Lin could hear it clearly.

"Liang Liang. . . " Fang Linmei cried with joy. When she shouted Liang Liang again, there was a "Du Du Du" sound coming from the phone.

Fang Linmei stood there in a daze. In an instant, tears once again flowed out of her slender phoenix eyes.