Chapter 68 A Dream of Yellow Millet (End)
Because of the death of his good brother, he became a completely disabled person. He needed help from others to defecate and urinate every day, and even going out became difficult.
What made him even more unbearable was the strange looks from the outside world.
He is such a proud man, how could he accept such a gap?
So he would rather lock himself up at home, and no matter how his family tried to persuade and comfort him, he would never leave the room.
Even his temper became worse and worse. He often yelled at his wife and children, to the point that his wife quarreled with him every day. Finally, she couldn't stand his gloomy temper and took the children away from him.
At first, his parents were able to take care of his daily life patiently, but he liked to lose his temper all the time, and they couldn't stand it anymore.
Shan Xiao looked at her second brother, who was in a hopeless situation, and cried fiercely, "No wonder my second sister-in-law wants to divorce you! Who can stand you like this? You're like a rat in the gutter now, blaming others for everything and getting angry at us at the slightest provocation!"
"Get out of here!" Shan Chengyao seemed to be embarrassed by what he had done and roared.
"Just get out! Who wants to serve you here? Ask yourself, we've been good enough to you, and what about you? Not only are you not grateful, but just because you lost your legs, your pride can't stand it? You can't live anymore? And, was this our fault? It's obviously you who made you like this."
The single mother who came back from buying groceries quickly pulled her daughter who was constantly stimulating her son.
"Xiaoxiao, please stop talking and stop irritating your brother."
Shan Xiao sneered, "Am I wrong? Who in our family has ever wronged him? We all have done our best for him. If he's not happy, does that mean we're happy too? Why should we put up with his bad temper?"
"What was our family like before? What is it like now? Isn't it just the loss of legs? There are so many disabled people in this world who are still living well. Why can't he survive?"
"Get out! All of you get out!" Shan Chengyao screamed hysterically.
Shan Xiao also got angry: "Get lost! I don't want to come here again! Whoever wants to come can come!"
Then, there was a loud slam of the door, and Shan Xiaoyang left.
In the room, the only sound left was the sigh of Shan Mu.
She said nothing, and silently carried the basket into the kitchen to cook for her son.
Shan Chengyao, sitting in a wheelchair, clenched his fists silently with his hands hanging down.
Late at night, Shan Chengyao, who had struggled to get out of bed and sit in a wheelchair, was now sweating profusely.
Then he rolled the wheel with both hands and left the room.
Suddenly, he faintly heard crying.
Looking up, I saw a hunched figure visible through the glass on the balcony.
Shan Chengyao knew that it was his mother, and he stared at her silently for a while.
I recalled what my younger sister said during the day.
The pain in my heart is like the endless darkness, deep and bottomless.
Then he quietly rolled his wheelchair back to the bedroom.
In the dark night, he did not turn on the light and silently took out a pair of scissors from the drawer.
In the cool moonlight outside the window, he stared at the scissors in his hand in a daze.
If he died, would all this be over?
My little sister is right, he is the culprit.
He killed his good brother.
Now he has harmed his family, making them become like him, forced to endure pain and torture here.
Just as the scissors were on his wrist...
At this moment, he heard a familiar voice in his ears.
"Dan Chengyao, wake up quickly, your mother called you."
In an instant, Shan Chengyao woke up suddenly, covered in cold sweat.
Then, he saw that he was sitting on the plane and his legs were fine. He was stunned for a few seconds.
At this time, the voice of his good brother Yu Lan came again from the side.
"Shan Chengyao, are you okay? What did you dream about that scared you so much?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Shan Chengyao staring at him without blinking.
Yu Lan looked at the sweat on his forehead and the terrified look in his eyes. He couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead and asked in confusion: "You don't have a fever..."
Suddenly, he was hugged tightly by Shan Chengyao.
"Yu Lan, I'm so glad you're okay."
Yu Lan was a little dazed, looking at Shan Chengyao's red eyes that looked like he was about to cry with excitement.
When did Shan Chengyao become so clingy and sentimental?
After he let go of his hand, he couldn't help but ask, "Dan Chengyao, are you really okay? I noticed that you've been sweating since you got on the plane. Do you want to go to the hospital?"
Shan Chengyao shook his head: "No, I just had a nightmare."
"Nightmare? What kind of nightmare can scare you like this?" Shan Chengyao looked at his good brother who seemed to have come back to life.
Shan Chengyao heard this.
The dream just now was so real, as if I had experienced it myself.
He smiled with a hint of sadness and said, "I dreamed that something happened during our competition. We both fell down. I lost both my legs, and you died on the spot."
"What?" Yu Lan was stunned. "This is unlucky. Why don't we just not participate in the competition this time?"
At this time, the voice that had automatically hung up the phone rang again.
Shan Chengyao quickly picked up the call.
Immediately, the mother's anxious voice came over the phone: "Yao'er, please stop participating in that race and come back quickly. The fortune teller said that this race will be very serious. You will be injured and even lose both legs."
After he finished speaking, Shan Chengyao felt as if he had heard these words before somewhere.
His mother's words immediately reminded him of the dream he had before, and he quickly said, "Mom, Yu Lan and I are not planning to participate in the overseas competition. We'll get off the plane and buy domestic tickets to fly back."
The single mother seemed stunned for a moment, then said excitedly: "Okay, okay. Son, you are finally sensible for once."
When Shan Chengyao heard this, he remembered the nightmare that almost ruined his life.
He said, "Mom, I won't play racing anymore. You're right, this sport is very dangerous. If you're not careful, you can lose your life. I will treat my wife and children well and be a good husband and a good father. I will also respect you and take care of you until the end of your life. Mom, I was wrong before. I was wrong. I shouldn't have disobeyed you. Your son was a jerk before."
When the single mother heard what her son said, she was instantly excited.
In fact, after Shan Chengyao woke up from the dream, the memory of her son losing his legs emerged in her mind and that of her daughter Xiaoxiao at the same time. The feeling was extremely painful, especially her son, who was in excruciating pain in the memory.
At this time, the mother's mobile phone was snatched away by her daughter.
Shan Xiao cautiously said to his second brother on the phone: "...Did you just have a dream?"
Upon hearing this, Shan Chengyao's eyes suddenly widened.
"How...how did you know? Did you dream too?"
"That's about right. Mom and I both had the same dream."
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