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At three or four o'clock, as soon as Yang Lin entered the door, she saw Xiang Dongchen sleeping on the table.She glanced at the man sitting next to Dongchen smoking a cigarette, and shouted, "Dongchen, I'm off work, go home and sleep!"

Dongchen didn't sleep well at first, and woke up when he shouted.

"Why did you fall asleep here? Everyone told you to ask for leave when you were sick. Who cares about you when you are exhausted?"

"I'm fine." Dongchen smiled.

"Your friend?" Yang Lin asked while putting down her bag, because Dongchen's social circle is very simple, and the two or three friends basically know each other.

Dongchen just woke up and realized that Zeya hadn't left yet.

"Hello, I'm his friend, Zhou Zeya." Zeya stretched out his hand, and Yang Lin shook it, saying, "Hello, I'm Yang Lin. Your name sounds familiar to me, as if I've heard it somewhere. "After that, he scratched his head.

"He's the photographer, the one where my brother was photographed. It's because you know each other." Dongchen said, pointing to the magazine.

"Ah, really!" For a photography enthusiast, it is undoubtedly very exciting to see the photographers working in the magazine, and Yang Lin raised the volume uncontrollably. "Brother Zhou, I buy that magazine of yours every issue! The scenes you took are amazing!"

Zhou Zeya smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I'll teach you when I have time, but I can't do it today, and I have to take this kid to the hospital right now."

"This matter is important. I've said it several times, but he won't listen. You have to take him to have a good look today. Then let's agree, you have to teach me next time!" Yang Lin has always been Dongchen's friend. The dog-headed military master is very careful, but when he sees the "idol", he becomes a little girl, and he rushes to drive Dongchen away without asking about the ins and outs of their acquaintance.

Dongchen didn't refuse to go to the hospital, it was really too much for her body.When I arrived at the hospital, I registered, saw a doctor, took medicine, and got water.

Xiang Dongchen sat in the infusion room, seeing that Zhou Zeya hadn't left yet.I can't help wondering why this person treats me so well.Sometimes a person's enthusiasm does not necessarily lead to a closer relationship, but to embarrassment.The two were silent for a while, Dongchen asked, "Why do you help me like this?"

Zhou Zeya heard this, rubbed Dongchen's hair, and said, "Because you are so stupid, how can you wait for others like this, and don't go to the hospital when you are sick. I am afraid that you will die violently on the street." Zhou Zeya is serious in his work, but He always gives people a cynical feeling, and he doesn't speak seriously. Except for work, he likes to laugh at everything.

"You're stupid." The more Zeya behaved like this, the more Dongchen didn't know what attitude to use to face this friend who had only known each other for a few days and tried his best to take care of him. He knocked Zeya off and touched his hand in a fit of anger.

"What is it if you are not a fool if you are sick?" Zhou Zeya smiled, stood up after speaking, and continued, "If you want to know why, you should take medicine to recuperate. I will tell you when I find your cousin. I will go out I'll buy you something to eat, and hang up the water obediently." After speaking, he got up and went out.

Although I don't know the reason, Dongchen feels very good. He has always been used to paying for others, working hard for his father's medical expenses, and running around for his cousin's whereabouts.Now he doesn't want to ask why, he just wants to quietly enjoy the feeling of being taken care of.

After eating the food bought by Zeya in the hospital, I hung up for almost three hours before getting out of the water. I felt much more energetic.Zeya wanted to take him home, and he said he had to go to the hospital to see his father.Zeya expressed his understanding and asked him to go home early after reading.

Dongchen waved his hand, telling him not to worry about himself.After watching him leave, he turned around and went to the nearby No. [-] Hospital.

After Zhou Zeya separated from Xiang Dongchen, he called a friend and asked someone to go to the third archway for a drink.He knew that he would not be as stupid as Xiang Dongchen, who could wait all night, but he could only try.

Dongchen went to the hospital. At the door, he saw through the glass that his father was not watching TV or newspapers as usual, but staring blankly out the window.With a sore nose in Dongchen, she opened the door and went in.

When the father saw his son coming, he also smiled bluntly.He said, "Have you seen Hao Miao?"

"No, I have a friend who saw him, and I should be able to contact him in two days." Dongchen said casually.Then immediately changed the subject "Dad, are you feeling better today?"

"It's better to see you than anything else." The father said, stroking Dongchen's head, as if the twenty-year-old man in front of him was still the infant child back then. "I remember the day before your mother gave birth to you, it was still more than [-] degrees, and there were still people wearing single clothes on the street, but in the morning, when you were born, it suddenly snowed." Dongchen didn't speak, and his father was a man who was not good at words. , but his father was always nagging about things when he was a child, and he was tired of hearing it since he was a child, but this time he didn't speak, just sat by the bed and listened quietly.

"Later when your cousin came, I was afraid that you would feel that someone was robbing you of everything, and I was afraid that you would be unhappy. Fortunately, you are sensible, you know how to be humble, and you don't care about anything. But, you are too sensible, and Dad doesn't care about it." Don't worry, I don't think about anything for myself, so how can I feel relieved?" As he said that, his eyes were wet, and such a father looked very old.

"Dad, don't cry, I'm fine!"

"You are fine, you have never worried me, but this child Hao Miao, you worry me, now I don't know where he is, I don't think I can wait until this day..."

"Don't talk about being discouraged, we are both waiting for you to be discharged from the hospital. When the time comes, our two brothers will accompany you to the theater." Although Dongchen comforted her, she shed tears in spite of herself.

"I can't control you for the rest of your life. Although the house in Luoluo Lane is old, it is worth a lot of money in the downtown area. Since you were young, I have tried my best to keep everything in order. The last thing I will give you is It's also half of one person. It's fine for you and Hao Miao to continue living there, or if the two of you do business, get a wife and sell them off, I won't be able to stay with you very far."

"Dad, stop talking." Xiang Dongchen hugged his father. He didn't like to hear such words, but he knew that when life was about to end, the person involved would always be aware of it.

The father didn't speak any more, he had finished what he wanted to say, he stroked Dongchen's back, trying to stop the child from crying.When Dongchen was a child, she would get breathless when she cried, and her father always helped her in this way.Now he wants to go back more than ten years ago. He was still young and his father was still young, but life is a journey that cannot be turned back.

Dongchen stayed there until the visiting time was over, and the nurses drove him away before getting up. He helped his father tuck the quilt and said, "Dad, I'll come back tomorrow, you go to bed early."

"Dongchen." Father shouted, stretched out his hand from under the quilt, held Dongchen's hand, and let go after a few seconds. "Go back early."

Dongchen nodded, and walked away step by step.

The next day, Xiang Dongchen was woken up by the phone, and he didn't know what time it was. When the phone rang, his heart skipped a beat for no reason.

The call came from the hospital. My father suddenly fell ill and was being rescued.Woke up in the winter morning.He ran downstairs to take a taxi. Obviously, the journey to the hospital only took 5 minutes, but it felt very long at the moment. He sat in the taxi, looked at the scenery that was constantly receding outside the window, and remembered the past. Dad lived frugally all his life. A man Being both a father and a mother is what keeps me and my cousin together, but I haven't enjoyed a single day of blessing, and I have been fighting against illness for such a long time.

The car stopped at the entrance of the hospital when his thoughts were chaotic. After entering, the doctor was still trying to rescue him. Dongchen was at the entrance of the emergency room, feeling extremely anxious.He didn't know how long it was before the doctor came out and said sorry to him heavily.

He had already been mentally prepared for everything, but he still felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his whole body was frozen and unable to move. The nurse patted him on the shoulder worriedly, and Dongchen woke up like a dream.He calmly made a phone call and contacted the funeral home, the shroud shop, and some distant relatives.After finishing all this, he went in. His father's brows were stretched, as if he wanted to let others know that death was already a relief rather than a pain for him.

Dongchen held his father's hand, still warm.He just stared blankly, suddenly forgot how to cry.The funeral attendant came to wipe father's body and change his shroud.

He watched his father's body being sent to the funeral home's car, and the undertaker told him to kneel down and kowtow three times to his father in the car.

Dongchen knocked her head on the ground, only at this moment did she truly believe the fact that her father had left, and the tears couldn't stop flowing down.

Thinking that the car of the funeral parlor was going to transport his father's body to a cold place, he lost control and shouted at the car: "Dad, don't go!"

The undertaker patted him and said, "My condolences go with the flow."

Those relatives came late, asked about the situation symbolically, and went to Xiang's house to watch the night together.After setting up the mourning hall, some people took out the mahjong they brought, and they chatted while playing, as if this was not a sad thing, but a late-night party.

Half of the cigarettes my father smoked before he was hospitalized were still on the table. Dongchen opened a pack, sat on the threshold, and smoked one by one, hoping to see my father riding a bicycle at the end of the alley as usual Appeared, but his father would not come back, he had gone far away, in the lingering smoke, he felt as if he saw his father's back gradually disappearing at the end of the alley, and he told himself with his back that there was no need to chase.

Xiang Dongchen didn't sleep well for three whole days, and the boss told him not to come to work for the time being, whether it was because he was worried about his health or because he didn't want to come here in the future.However, Dongchen was not in the mood to go to work again.

At the funeral on this day, apart from those relatives and neighbors, Dongchen's few good friends also came.After burning his father's relics, the neighbor's child shouted "Goodbye, Uncle!" to the grave on the mountain. He was immediately scolded by the elders, and she said to her four-year-old son, "There is no goodbye."