old age

Zhang Yun went through divorce procedures with Yi Bochuan a week later, without any intention of procrastinating.

Yi Bochuan has always felt that Zhang Yun and Chu Jing are two completely different types of women. Zhang Yun is always gentle and gentle, and is very comfortable to get along with, but he is also easily bored, so bored that Yi Bochuan forgets the meaning of this marriage It wasn't because of love at first, and Zhang Yun also fulfilled her responsibilities as a wife and mother very well.He still prefers women like Chu Jing, who are enthusiastic and strong, although they are not suitable for living in IKEA.

But Zhang Yun and Chu Jing have been friends for so many years, in the final analysis, because they are similar in their bones, have the same determination, know what they want, and have clear love and hate.In fact, Zhang Yun didn't love Yi Bochuan very much. On the one hand, she was tired, and on the other hand, she hoped that the child would have a complete family.But in the face of disgust, these reasons are untenable, and she took Ji Kaiyang to break away from Yi Bochuan as quickly as possible, not even asking for more money from Yi Bochuan out of guilt.

If you want to divide it, you can divide it cleanly, without leaving any ties.Zhang Yun used the connections she had accumulated over the years to arrange for Ji Kaiyang to go to No. [-] Middle School, and rented a house near the school. From then on, it was separated by half a city. It seemed that the distance was not too far, and it was not easy to meet each other. up.

In Yi Chen's 17 years of life, it was the first time that Ji Kaiyang was not by his side.

Yi Chen tried to call Ji Kaiyang and Zhang Yun, but he never got through.He received a call half a month later, he said hello, and hung up there.When he dialed back, the person who answered the phone told him that it was a public phone booth.Yi Chen subconsciously felt that the call was from Ji Kaiyang, maybe it was a farewell, silent.

He is not used to such a day, and he resists it physically and mentally.Every day before going out, I would look at the opposite door, and I would subconsciously stand in the bicycle shed and wait after evening self-study, but there was no one, and there will never be any in the future.

Yi Chen lived in a daze every day, on the surface he still went to class, went home, and did his homework as usual.But it was all just for show, obviously intending to make a historical summary, but ended up writing English words for half an hour in the composition.Yi Chen put down his pen and walked to Ji Kaiyang's room, more precisely, it was Ji Kaiyang's previous room.This time Yi Chen didn't need to be sneaky anymore, he was the only one in the huge house.Yi Bochuan and Li Nan said it was completely broken, and Yi Chen didn't care about what happened, nor did he want to care.Yi Bochuan had to go to work every day, so he hired a part-time worker at a high price to prepare breakfast and supper for Yi Chen, as well as laundry and cleaning.

Ji Kaiyang's room was empty, all the books and clothes had been removed, and Yi Chen was not at home at that time.After school, there was only an empty shell left in this house, like a coffin, with a breath of death from the inside to the outside.

Yi Chen lay on the bed with no sheets, turned over, and threw himself on the floor again. There was nothing but a muffled sound, and not a single particle of dust floated up. The part-time worker cleaned the house very clean .

The floor hurt his back, but Yi Chen didn't want to move at all. He lay there like a corpse. After a long time, a tear slid down his cheek, leaving a small spot on the floor. round.

He fell asleep like this, and slept until the next afternoon.The part-time worker made breakfast, put it on the table and left. She didn't have to do the hygiene every day. She didn't go into the bedroom at all, and she didn't know that there were people in the house.

Yi Chen sat up on the bed in a daze, and just opened his mouth, before he could utter a word of Ji, he woke up.He looked around in the room, and there seemed to be traces of Ji Kaiyang, but he couldn't touch them anymore.

What should I do?he thinks.

In the end, he still went to school, and before he left, he dumped all the lumpy noodles on the table into the trash can.He doesn't want to stay at home, and the part-time worker will come to make a supper at night, and he will look sympathetic again when he sees him.

I have nothing to sympathize with, Yi Chen writes so hard that the paper is almost torn by him.The girl at the same table is a carefree girl, who usually calls them brothers and sisters. During this time, Yi Chen looked listless, which made her frightened. It seemed that if her voice was louder, Yi Chen would be scared to death on the spot, "You Are you okay?"

"There's something wrong." Yi Chen's pen tip didn't stop, "Do you have a solution?"

"I......"

"If you don't, don't say it." Yi Chen stared at the teacher's writing on the blackboard, paused, and turned his head, "I'm sorry, I'm in a bad mood these days, so leave me alone."

"It's okay." Her brothers patted Yi Chen kindly, "I also have a few days of bad mood every month."

She deliberately adjusted the atmosphere with a joke, but she didn't adjust it well, making it even more embarrassing.

Yi Chen smiled stiffly twice, "Thank you."

The tablemate was quiet for a while, and when the get out of class was over, he still couldn't hold back, "But you really can't do it like this, the final exam is about to take place, and you will get grades after the exam..."

The meaning behind her words was obvious, Yi Chen pursed his lips, he didn't want to learn, or he couldn't learn at all.

The same table went out to ventilate.The school only installed air-conditioning on the third floor, and the classroom in June was still stuffy even with the fans running.Yi Chen picked up a book and fanned the wind. He thought about the question all night and still had no answer. What should he do?

Before he could figure it out, the head teacher patted the chalk dust on his hands and walked down from the podium, "Come to my office."

"Why didn't you come to class during the day?" He pointed to the chair, "I can't get through to your mother. Your father said he was in a meeting and asked your part-time worker to watch it, but he didn't call me back now. What's the matter with you?"

Yi Chen didn't sit down, but stood with his head bowed, "Don't call my mom from now on."

"What?" The head teacher was so busy that he thought about what he heard from other teachers a few days ago that a top student in the science experiment class had transferred away, and that Yi Chen had an older brother who seemed to be in that class, "What happened at home?"

"Yeah." Yi Chen nodded, and the young man about 1.8 meters tall stood there. Because he was thin and pale, he looked a little pitiful.

"Stand up if you don't sit down." The head teacher said, "It's understandable to be in a bad mood. But in this critical period, this is definitely not a reason for you to lose the chain. Don't think that you are far away from you before you move into the third floor of the college entrance examination. You have passed the college entrance examination, you are already senior three students, and you are still in the experimental class, you have no sense of crisis at all..."

He scolded his head and covered his face, regardless of whether Yi Chen listened or not.At the end, when I heard the class bell ringing, I took some water to moisten my throat, "I won't ask you to write the self-criticism, go back to class and think about it, learning is your own. All your dissatisfaction and discomfort now are actually a result of rushing." Go on your own, because you can’t change. Study hard, get into a good university, and be able to settle down. If you have the ability to change all the things you don’t like, these problems will naturally disappear. You are here now. Qiu, it’s all nonsense, it’s useless at all. Get lost, you’re about to fail the final exam, I don’t think I’ll scold you at all.”

Yi Chen did fail in the final exam, but his fundamentals are there. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Although the ranking has dropped a lot, he is still in the experimental class.A group of prospective high school seniors, of course they have to make up lessons during the summer vacation.After the final exam, two days off, come back to make up 20 days after the end, and then leave for another two weeks, and school will start in mid-August.

Although there were only two days, quite a few students went home with a full schoolbag on their backs, with the heavy books on their shoulders, as if they could calm down their hearts a bit.

Yi Chen also memorized a lot, and even borrowed the notes from his deskmate to copy back.He was absent-minded some time ago, and his notes were written like a dog crawling. He closed and opened them again, and he could only stare at the words, and he didn't know anyone.He is still absent-minded now, but he is planning to learn anyway. It is one thing to be in the mood. You have to see how much you can learn first. If you really fall back into the parallel class, Yi Chen still feels a little ashamed.

Yi Bochuan went on a business trip again. He didn't know that Yi Chen was on vacation. The part-time worker only made breakfast and didn't come at noon.Yi Chen originally planned to order takeaway, but swiped twice on his phone, losing his appetite at all.

Let's go for a walk.Yi Chen thought about taking the money and keys, and wandered out from home.

As soon as he stepped into the unit building, he regretted it. The weather was so hot that the road under his feet seemed to melt away. There were only a few cleaners in the community who were still doing their duty.But he had already come out, and he had to finish his meal before going back. Yi Chen decided not to go far, and just ordered two taels of dumplings at the gate of the community and it was over.

Yi Chen was blowing air-conditioning in the store, and wiped the sweat from his head with paper. The quality was too poor, leaving a lot of debris, so he could only wipe it with his hands while waiting for the dumplings to be served.

The owner has a young daughter who looks like seven or eight years old. She is sitting on the table opposite Yi Chen doing her homework, her head is almost glued to the paper.

Yi Chen was considering whether to meddle in others' business and remind her of her sitting posture, but found that the girl shrugged her shoulders and she was crying.

"Oh, my little ancestor, why are you crying?" The boss put the dumplings and seasonings in front of Yi Chen, wiped his hands on the apron, and turned to comfort his little daughter.

The little girl was sobbing and choking, her nose bubbled up, "I miss my sister..."

"Your sister went out to pick out the wedding dress, and she will be back in a while, what are you thinking." A woman poked her head out from the back kitchen, "Old Zhang, don't worry about her, she has been arguing about this for a few days, the more you care about her, she The more proud you are."

It's good that she didn't make a sound, but when she made a sound, the little girl cried even harder, her nose bubbled up, "I don't want my sister to get married..."

"Oh, don't cry, don't cry." Lao Zhang patted his daughter on the back, it didn't help at all, just like her mother said the more she cried, the more proud she became.

"Oh, you go in to make dumplings, I'll come." The woman pushed Lao Zhang aside aggressively, pointed at her daughter and said, "Why cry, what's there to cry, your sister is married, not Sending you to death, what are you doing every day?"

Her mother is obviously more useful than her father, and the little girl's crying suddenly dropped an octave, "My sister is not my sister when she gets married. She has her own child, so she won't want me..."

"It's all a mess, where did you learn it?" Her mother slapped her lightly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Your sister is married and still staying in the same city, and she can come back every week. Do you think she will come back anytime?" It can be seen, what's the matter. She has a child, and she is not your niece and niece..."

She laughed a little at this point, thinking that it is very interesting for a girl under eight years old to be promoted to a higher level, and finally continued, "People, who will stay with whom for the rest of their lives, my brothers and sisters with your father, your uncles and aunts , we didn’t grow up together when we were young, but now it’s rare to see each other all year round. Relatives, relatives, you can only kiss if you rely on it, and you’ll get used to it if you don’t. You’re not going to get married like your sister in the future. You’re just too young , Thinking about things, waiting for you to reach our age, oh, not yet."

She pointed at Yi Chen, "You will know when you grow up to that brother's age."

Yi Chen had been watching from the side, when suddenly his name was called, he threw down the money in a hurry, lifted the curtain and left.

The heat wave hits the face, and the coolness on the arms slowly dissipates.I don't know if I can really get used to it at the age of the proprietress, Yi Chen thought, anyway, at his age, I definitely can't get used to it.

The author has something to say

I used to wonder why whenever the protagonist encounters something that cannot be decided, someone will come to guide him.Later I found out that this is not the case. We meet many people every day. They talk a lot and do a lot of things around us. This process has always existed.It's just that when life is smooth sailing, people don't care about it.But once you encounter the need to make a choice, you tend to pay more attention to the voices of the outside world, and every time you make a choice and hesitate, at the very beginning, you often have a preference in your heart, and the hesitation is because you want to make this decision. But there is no support.Then they will unconsciously apply all the information they get to the results they want to prove that this decision can indeed be made, even if the information is originally irrelevant.So, the final decision is actually yours.

It has little to do with the text, and I wrote it when I thought of it. PS: Xiao Ji will appear tomorrow.