life after death

After the division of property was completed, everyone became amiable again.

This is probably the adult's philosophy of life. Once the interests are divided, it is necessary to continue to maintain a polite peace, so that the world is full of flowers and fun.

Yang Hong's treatment will be over in ten days or so, and if she is lucky, she won't have to go again.Yang Hong, who was about to be free, was in a happy mood, with a little light on her cheeks, holding Su Junping with one hand, pressing down on her hat with the other, and talking to him some interesting words.

After they got divorced, they couldn't stay in the original house. Yang Hong took the money and asked Su Junping to rent a house near the school, and went to grandma's house for dinner if he had nothing to do.

Su Junping said that he was diligent, but he was still lazy and refused to go. He would rather pack fried rice noodles outside, or cook a bowl of noodles by himself; necessary.

He also had an easy life, Yang Hong would call him sometimes, and the two of them chatted on the phone for a while, that is, they talked about school matters, Su Junping packaged himself as a rising star on campus—— In fact, he himself didn't believe these nonsense, and Yang Hong naturally didn't believe it either, but he still responded with a smile.

Su Junping hung up the phone, it was ten o'clock in the evening, and it was only 10 minutes after the end of the evening self-study class. He was a little hungry, so he found half a box of spicy fried rice cakes from the refrigerator and threw them in the microwave oven to heat for 2 minutes.

The microwave oven is old-fashioned, and the glass of the oven door has been cracked. When it is hot, only a vague shape can be seen spinning, accompanied by the warm orange light in the oven.

Su Junping remembered hearing people say that microwave ovens radiate radiation, and he should stay away from it when working. He thought so, took a few steps back, put his hands on the corner of the table and looked at the warm light, lost in thought.

Su Junping is a thick-skinned guy who is good at drawing inferences from facts and climbing up the ladder. The food cooked by his grandma is delicious. He went to grandma's house to eat when he was free some time ago.

But one day, he realized something was wrong.

That day when my grandfather called him in, he took off his shoes and put on slippers.They didn't let him take off his shoes before, but he took them off very diligently, but now they asked him to do so, and Su Junping couldn't help feeling uncomfortable.

But looking at the radiant floor tiles, Su Junping quickly put this matter behind him.

He ran to the sofa, his aunt and cousin were watching TV together, and his cousin Xiong gave up the ownership of the remote control under the coercion of his mother, and watched a bitter drama with her.

Grandma's old hen soup was simmering on the gas stove. She wiped her hands with her apron and sat down to watch TV.

Grandma was also watching that show, and they had a lively chat with aunt. Su Junping managed to take a few glances, and found that it was a classic battle between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. Isn't it just a mother-in-law and a daughter-in-law here, who are actually united in real life.

He went out, said a few words to the grandfather who was smoking alone in the kitchen, and escaped because of the smell of smoke.

Not long after escaping, the doorbell rang. It turned out that it was his uncle who came in. As soon as Yang Zhonghong came in, he was warmly welcomed by the group. Grandma stopped watching TV and pushed her away to the kitchen to watch her soup.

Then came the meal. During the meal, everyone talked and laughed. When they talked about the children, they first asked about Su Junping's grades. Move on to the smaller one.

His aunt was busy picking up fish belly meat for his cousin: "Come on, baby, eat it, be careful, Tongtong won the second prize in the school in this Mathematical Olympiad competition, you are so good!"

Grandpa said: "Promising, promising."

My aunt raised her eyebrows, with pride in the corners of her eyes: "Primary school students are under a lot of pressure now. Our children are pretty good, and they do their homework quickly. I will ask him to do an hour of Mathematical Olympiad problems until eight o'clock every day. He told me Tell me, there are children in their class who have to make it past ten o'clock just as the teacher arranges!"

Grandma said: "This kind of little girl can't read it at first glance."

"Yes, yes," my aunt nodded, and lowered her head to help my cousin scoop up a small bowl of soup, "Chicken legs are eaten, mom will make it for you?——Tong Tong, come here, I walked through Changguang Middle School with him last time , we stood outside to have a look, and I asked him if he wanted to read it, and he said he liked it!"

Changguang Middle School is the best junior high school in their city. It is privately run. In addition to the high tuition fees, there are also many fancy activities that charge fees. There are all kinds of fees of [-] for a semester.

At that time, Yang Hong felt that it was unnecessary to let Su Junping study in an ordinary public school. Su Junping was not good-looking yet.

They talked like this, and they talked about his cousin's childhood anecdotes, Su Junping pricked up his ears trying to catch a part of the black history, but it was only compliments, he poked his chopsticks on the fish depressed, and found that the fish's belly was empty, I had to eat with my tail between my legs.

Grandma happily nodded the blanket in the entrance and said: "I have always had a bad back. Today I told Tong Tong: 'Grandma's back hurts to death!' Tong Tong is so good, she immediately ran over to help me arrange the shoes Yes, it's really good--"

The old lady shook her head and wanted to continue, but was interrupted by her precious son, Yang Zhonghong frowned and knocked on the side of the bowl: "Okay, let's eat, and I have to send soup to Yang Hong after dinner," he suddenly turned Come over and say to Su Junping, "Your mother used to like to drink chicken soup, especially chicken neck and chicken wings. When I was a child, I always laughed at her for eating chicken thighs and calling her stupid."

Everyone began to talk about the childhood fun of the middle-aged generation again, but this time there was much more scandalous material, such as climbing trees to dig out bird eggs but not getting them down, skipping class and jumping over the wall to watch movies, even his aunt said that when he was young, he went to fry wild dog nests... ...They chatted and laughed and cleaned up the dishes. Grandma packed the soup and handed it to Su Junping, and Yang Zhonghong drove him there.

When Su Junping left, he took a special look at the entrance.

Yang Zhonghong walked faster than him, so he went to drive first. There were neatly sized shoes on both sides of the blanket, only his snow-white sneakers were randomly turned in the middle, in the middle of the big red blanket "Happy Birthday", like a bright red handkerchief There was a mouthful of phlegm that couldn't be washed off.

Su Junping shuddered at his disgusting metaphor, put on his shoes and hurried away.

Since then, he has been unwilling to go to his grandmother's house, only his grandparents come here occasionally, bringing a big bag of wonton dumplings, or a big pot of braised pork.

"Ding--", the microwave oven stopped, and the umami taste of the pirated Korean chili sauce had completely dissipated, hooking his nose, Su Junping overheated the bowl and made him shiver, and he went to the kitchen to get a rag before being careful After bringing it to the table, I ate it up with a can of soda.

After washing the dishes, he started his daily task: brushing the computer.

Su Junping is not in charge now, so it's not a problem if he wants to play all night, but he is still very restrained, just turn off the computer after playing until 01:30, rub his eyes and go to sleep.

The morning class still fell asleep, and the afternoon was much better, especially the "Peacock" class. He didn't have to straighten his back too straight, and he actively raised his hand to answer two multiple-choice questions—although they were all wrong—but He was praised by the "peahen" for his spirit.

I heard Wang Wenjie, who was full of trains, say that the last self-study class will rehearse the [-]-day swearing-in meeting and form a formation.

"It's amazing, the TV station will come to film it!"

Su Junping rolled his eyes: "Will the rehearsal delay our meal time?"

Wang Wenjie: "...it seems to be possible."

Su Junping clicked his tongue: "By the time we rush to the cafeteria, the first and second graders will probably be able to lick the plates clean for me, so what's the point of eating! I won't do it. It's okay to have one less person in the rehearsal. I'll go." Tell the boss to thank you."

After finishing speaking, he strode out. Wang Wenjie squinted at his glowing back, feeling that the person was becoming more and more unreal, he sighed, and was immediately sneered at by the girl at the same table, and he immediately became honest and refused to go It's time to play the sad one.

Su Junping pushed open the door and found that Chen Yilin was also there. He wanted to leave in embarrassment, but Boss Xie's gaze had already pierced him, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk forward.

After Boss Xie glanced at him, he simply put him aside and talked about the rehearsal with Chen Yilin. After the talk, it was Su Junping's turn. Only after he said a few times did he come back to his senses.

After that, there was a burst of earth-shattering curses.

Chen Yilin closed the door but didn't leave, with his back turned, he gently hooked his finger on the rusty handle, he stood silently, his back straight, until the class bell rang and he returned to the classroom accompanied by Boss Xie's scolding.

When two people break up, they break up, and what matters is that they break up cleanly.

What's more, what's more important is not that it's not clean, but that it's a dead end, and it must be broken.

If he hadn't been selfish at the beginning, hadn't robbed Luo Qingyu and turned a blind eye to Su Junping's submissiveness, and hadn't hastily put aside his relationship with Su Junping, then he wouldn't have planted the seeds of doubt.He thinks back now, what a selfish person he is, Su Junping doesn't know anything, he was just hit in the head, betrayed by his best friend, he just hid without even a chance to find out why .

What was Su Junping thinking when he humbly apologized?

Obviously it wasn't his fault.

He reluctantly redeemed this awkward relationship, but a rupture is a rupture, and even if it is barely repaired, there will be a crack, and he just waits for one day to just step lightly inadvertently—it will be broken with a click.

Chen Yilin took a deep breath and turned his head out of the window.

He didn't expect to see Su Junping in the hospital.

Chen Yilin once saw his grandma doing leg presses at home—that is, putting one leg on the sofa and the other on the floor, and pressing down the vacant leg—this shocked Chen Yilin a lot. The injury happened not long ago, it was on the thigh, so he was sent to the hospital for a check-up regardless of whether the old man agreed or not.

Grandma was doing an inspection inside, and when he was lying outside the window looking bored at the scenery, he suddenly saw a person the size of a rice grain, which turned into a person the size of a thumb, and he recognized Su Junping.Su Junping was carrying a shopping bag in his left hand and an insulated box in his right hand, and walked on the road frowning.

The sun was beating down from above, as if all light was caught in the creases between his brows.

Chen Yilin's heart suddenly started beating. The heartbeat became faster and louder. People in the waiting area glanced at him and worried that someone else had heard his heartbeat. At this moment, grandma came out, and Chen Yilin let out a sigh of relief. a lie.

"I'm going to the toilet, you wait here for me."

Then he ran all the way downstairs, and the doctor who was going up covered his face with a white coat, which smelled like a mixture of disinfectant and cotton cloth, which calmed him down a little.

He thought: "What am I doing like this? What's the matter with Su Junping going to the hospital? Anyone can go to the hospital. It's normal to go to the hospital. I follow him. I'm simply a voyeur."

But he condemned himself with righteous words with a blank face, but it was like the wind was blowing under his legs, and he was not slow at all.

When he went downstairs to the inpatient department, Su Junping was waiting for the elevator there.

Chen Yilin hid at the door and quietly leaned over to look. It was not until Su Junping got on the elevator that he jumped out nimbly, pressed the down button, and then remembered the floor where he stopped.

Chen Yilin didn't know what was wrong with him, he felt his hands and feet were cold and his head was hot, and all his thoughts were burned into a pot of rotten gruel. Countless thoughts flashed in my mind and then turned into a bubble and disappeared with a bang.

He was looking for the third floor, the ninth floor, and the thirteenth floor in turn.

Turning left into the corridor on the ninth floor, he walked at a steady but never slow pace. Chen Yilin saw that he was going to the end soon, and was already thinking about whether to take the elevator or climb the stairs to the thirteenth floor, when he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

Yang Hong was leaning on the bed, and Su Junping helped her peel apples, his side face looked quiet and well-behaved.

The door was ajar, Chen Yilin stared at him blankly, his eyes were shining, his eyes were gentle and careful, as if he was looking at a precious and exquisite painting, he didn't even dare to breathe heavily, for fear that he would get dizzy if he breathed out That baby painting.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew the door open, and Chen Yilin jumped aside like a frightened rabbit.

He chewed on the house number he saw, and hurried out, he felt that the soles of his feet were wet, and the soles of his feet were separated from the uppers of the socks, which gave him the illusion of slippery walking——Chen Yilin chewed on the house number, He repeated the three numbers over and over between his lips and teeth—then he rushed into the elevator as if he was running away, and he glanced outside anxiously as the elevator closed slowly.

On the sign at the corner, it says: Oncology Department.