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The pressure is too great, you should take a good rest, we will talk about when you wake up. "

"I'm very sober now. Zhong Jurui, your happiness is not with me. The kind of ordinary and stable happiness you want cannot be found with me."

"Aren't you going to learn to be good? Are you not an ordinary person?" Zhong Jurui sneered, "You can decide for me again? I don't agree."

"There is no need for two people to agree to a separation."

separate.

Zhongju Rui's heart jumped wildly.He said, "Unless you say you don't like me anymore, it's impossible."

There was silence.

For about 5 or 6 minutes, there was only a crackling current in the earpiece.

Pei Xu never said that he didn't like Zhong Jurui, but he said: "That's it, goodbye, Zhong Jurui."

The author has something to say: Ben Xiaozhang silently climbed up on this overtime Sunday.

☆、Chapter 49

Sometimes Pei Xu feels sick.He is immature and seems to be refusing to mature.

He turned a blind eye to those well-known social rules, the warning not to play with fire, and the techniques of whitewashing peace.After the incident in the detention center, his words were obviously much less.

There is a lot of disappointment and confusion in his heart, and it is hypocritical to say it.When he was an angry youth, there would still be a so-called high-voltage line, and he insisted that he would never end up like his brother, but now he is not touching the high-voltage line, but he is walking under the electric pole, and when he looks up, he finds the line He hit himself and was inexplicably electrocuted.

He can't question this line, why did you drop the power to me, and which electricity code I violated, because he knew in his heart that the answer is that it is wrong for you to walk under this wire, and you have not violated the electricity code, but Electricity is unreasonable when you get an electric shock.

He didn't even think about the matter between him and Zhong Jurui. Compared with the impact of broken love, the collapse of values ​​made him even more devastated.In his heart there is a sliver of happiness in his heart, but he is ashamed of his own happiness, as if this kind of happiness shows that he is a hypocrite, and his enthusiasm and justice are just to satisfy some kind of superiority in his heart feeling, but never to actually resolve an event.He suspects he's just "feeling good" doing things that make him "feel good."

—He was very confused.

Sister Xue thought that he was in a psychological shadow in the detention center, and wanted to take him to find a psychological counselor for a chat with anxiety, but Pei Xu refused.

"Either you go back to find your boyfriend after the Chinese New Year, on the second day of the new year? You play for two days, relax and let the past go, it's useless to think about it." Sister Xue suggested.

Pei Xu thought for a while and said, "I forgot to tell you that I broke up the night before yesterday."

This time even Pei Han looked at him in surprise.

"why?"

"It doesn't feel right, and there are deviations in world outlook, outlook on life, and values."

"Fart, what are you talking about?" Sister Xue said, "You guys broke up at this age because you have cheated and don't love each other. You are tired of fighting every day. What are you talking about?"

"I'm telling the truth and you don't believe me." Pei Xu said speechlessly.He thought so sincerely, they didn't reach the moment when they were cold-eyed, but he was unilaterally tired.Moreover, he was also very worried that he would not change his nature, which would make Zhong Jurui frightened in the future, and he would feel guilty for causing trouble, and made Zhong Jurui hide things from both sides. Laying on the bed, the hope of living may be that the grandson can get married and start a business as soon as possible.

Pei Xu packed up some clothes, did not bring any mobile phone or computer, cut off the connection with the world, and went to the temple to eat fast.He didn't really believe in such ghostly things, but it was very quiet and suitable for meditation.The only thing he did out of superstition was hand-copied a copy of the Diamond Sutra for his mother-in-law—if hand-copied Buddhism really has such a one-ten-thousandth merit, then use it on this old lady.

Zhong Jurui was in a bad mood.Anyone with a discerning eye can see it.

He used to be stuffy and didn't talk much, but in recent days he's like a stuffy bag, and my mother-in-law is a little cautious when talking to him.

"When will Xu Xu come this year?" asked the mother-in-law.

In previous years, within a few days after the Spring Festival, Pei Xu would come running over.Zhong Jurui thought to himself, it only took two or three years, and when Pei Xu came, it became a tradition in their family.He had no choice but to confess that he was a little unhappy with Pei Xu, and he didn't know when Pei Xu would come back.

"Is there any villain who doesn't fight?" In the mother-in-law's heart, this is a very normal child bickering, "It's not easy to be a good friend, how much is face worth? You should go and show it."

Zhong Jurui said perfunctorily that he knew.

He is irritable.He has never felt safe about Pei Xu - this person came suddenly, fell in love suddenly, and left suddenly.This abrupt ending actually fits Zhong Jurui's deepest panic, and he has always felt that Pei Xu is this kind of person.Irresponsible, what you say is what you say, and it is annoying.

But that's all that's annoying.

Under the past whitewashing of peace, Zhong Jurui never thought that Pei Xu was a stable person. The scene of the first encounter a long time ago flashed in his mind. He thought, this is the "demon wind", you can't catch it, you have already known it ?When will it be your turn to be so lucky?You screwed up yourself, you didn't deserve it, you just stole two or three years of youthful impulsive happiness.And what is stolen always has to be returned.

Zhong Jurui has never been a very secure person—his interference with Pei Xu probably stems from this.

The Zhong family's gloom lasted until the Spring Festival.I don't know if it's a side effect of the painkillers. My grandmother has been very lethargic recently. She lay down after eating and didn't want Zhong Jurui to disturb her.

"Go do your own thing, I'll sleep for a while."

Zhong Jurui adjusted the temperature of the electric blanket on grandma's bed, went back to the room silently, and surfed the Internet aimlessly.

He wanted to apologize to Pei Xu, but he didn't know what to say when he picked up the phone. He was in a daze, so that it was already dinner time when he realized that his mother-in-law was not feeling well.

He knocked on the door, but there was no response. Through the crack of the door, he saw the old man sleeping soundly. He couldn't bear to disturb him, and left again.After dinner was hot again and it was time to take medicine, I found that my mother-in-law had vomited a small puddle by the bed—the meal and some blood from lunch—had dried up.The old lady was shaking all over, yelling softly, her forehead was hot.

Zhong Jurui quickly put on his clothes and went to the next door to call Chen Xiaoju.Chen Xiaoju's son and daughter-in-law are home for the New Year, and their family has a car that can take their mother-in-law to the hospital.

The mother-in-law was delirious with fever, whimpering, like some kind of aging animal.On the way to the hospital, Zhong Jurui didn't have any impression of going through the formalities step by step after entering the hospital, as if his life was blank.

He seemed to have heard his mother-in-law say that his feet were cold, and he couldn't find a hot water bottle to cover his feet for a while, so he stuffed the old lady's feet directly into his stomach, sticking them to the flesh to keep warm.

—He really hated this winter so much.How can it be so cold that a pair of size 35 feet can't be covered?

Chen Xiaoju was someone who had been there before, so she told him in a very cryptic manner that something might be wrong.She sighed, because she had something to go back with her son first, and said that she would come to help in the morning.

Zhong Jurui was still at a loss - her mother-in-law had been uncomfortable many times before, so why is it so bad this time?

A nurse came to give an injection for pain relief. After groping for a long time, she couldn't find a good blood vessel to inject the needle. The condition of the blood vessel of the elderly is inherently poor.

On the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, there was chaos.

A great fear rose in Zhong Jurui's heart, and he didn't close his eyes all night.At four o'clock in the morning, my mother-in-law seemed to wake up and wanted to drink milk.

Zhong Jurui got up immediately and wanted to go to the convenience store in front of the hospital to buy a pack. A woman in the next bed was woken up and whispered that she had it. It was warmed in a thermos and it was still not cold.Zhong Jurui took it over gratefully, tied a straw and brought it to her mother-in-law's mouth.

The mother-in-law seemed to wake up suddenly, and commented: "This milk is quite sweet."

"Are you still feeling uncomfortable? Let me call the nurse to see if it's okay?" Zhong Jurui whispered.

"It doesn't seem to hurt after the injection."

"Are you still sleeping for a while?"

The mother-in-law smiled slightly and said, "I've had enough sleep during the day. Now I want to talk."

Zhong Jurui leaned over: "Then let's whisper, the next bed is asleep."

The mother-in-law held her mouth and drank a few more mouthfuls of milk, and said, "Are you and Xuxu still arguing?"

"It's almost time to make up." Zhong Jurui said.

"It's about to be reconciled. You call him, and I'll help you talk to him. He can't help his mother-in-law."

"It's all trivial, so don't worry about it, your health is the most important thing." Zhong Jurui held her mother-in-law's hand.

"It's such a small matter that I can't sleep well." The mother-in-law insisted, "You call him, and I'll talk about it for you."

Zhong Jurui took out his mobile phone and mustered up his courage to type.

"The person you dialed has switched off."

The mechanical female voice was very clear in the quiet ward.

Zhong Jurui reluctantly smiled at her mother-in-law: "Look, it will be more than four o'clock in the middle of the night, and he may have turned off his phone and fell asleep. Can I call tomorrow morning?"

The mother-in-law couldn't hide her disappointment and said: "Then I have to call tomorrow morning. Let me know when you get through."

At around six o'clock in the morning, the mother-in-law woke up again, the window was dimly lit, and the gray-blue sky shone on the face of the person.

"Did you fight?"

Zhong Jurui dialed again, and this time the answer was the same.Still turned off.

"Xu Xu hacked you?" the mother-in-law asked, meaning that Pei Xu might have put him on the blacklist.

"Probably not. If you block the black, it will say that the caller is busy, and he probably turned off the phone." Zhong Jurui hesitated, "I will call him myself, don't worry about it, the most urgent thing now is you Is there any pain in your body?"

"Stomach hurts." The mother-in-law said.

Zhong Jurui moved the stool closer and stretched out his hands to rub her mother-in-law's stomach.After rubbing it twice, the mother-in-law said with a smile: "The more you rub it, the more it hurts. You should rest."

Zhong Jurui had no choice but to take his hand away.

The mother-in-law touched his hand with fingers like dead branches, and said, "You are not happy, and neither is the mother-in-law. Don't look down."

Zhong Jurui couldn't laugh.

The mother-in-law squinted for a while, then moaned and chirped again—probably the painkiller injection had failed.This time the pain was more severe than last night, the old lady soon became delirious again, Zhong Jurui felt the ceiling was like a spinning top, he restrained himself from getting dizzy.A nurse came, and so did Chen Xiaoju, and the doctor came in a mess of footsteps.Everyone's mouth opened and closed, and he couldn't understand what was being said.

——Obviously you were talking to me just now, and you still want to find Pei Xu, it's only been a few minutes?

Zhong Jurui desperately called Pei Xu, made voice calls, and sent messages.

——A stone sinks into the sea.

He simply hated Pei Xu to death.

The mother-in-law seemed to be calling Pingru's name.Flat as.Zhong Jurui's hands and feet were cold.He silently prayed, if there is a leader, if Pingru's soul exists, and it is in this ward, then let's go first, don't take away the mother-in-law.You left so early, so please stay with me for a while longer.

He felt himself being pushed by Chen Xiaoju, and the slap on his back made him very uncomfortable.

"Go and call your mother-in-law and ask her if she has anything else to say."

Zhong Jurui walked over stiffly, unable to speak for life and death, as if her mother-in-law was really about to die if he asked, he never asked.

The mother-in-law could no longer recognize him, she just cried out for pain and was shaking.He squatted down, feeling that his heart was trembling just like his mother-in-law's body.

He called mother-in-law, very softly, and held her hand.

The mother-in-law finally seemed to know him, and responded in a low voice, slurring: "...be happy...don't cry..."

Zhong Jurui said: "I didn't cry. You don't feel well. I'll ask the doctor to take another look. It's New Year's Eve. I have to try to go home for the New Year."

The mother-in-law nodded, and then asked Pei Xu with her mouth if she called back.

Zhong Jurui answered the wrong question: "He will come to our house to celebrate the New Year after the Chinese New Year, don't worry."

The mother-in-law stared at him with cloudy eyes, and said with all her breath, "The bracelet at home... it's okay to give it to Xu Xu..."

These words seemed to kill her, she coughed and curled up into a ball.A nurse pushed Zhong Jurui away and stepped forward, Zhong Jurui staggered back a step.

He belatedly comprehended what her mother-in-law meant, and suddenly slapped himself hard.

☆、Chapter 50

In fact, Zhong Jurui has never seen the moment when Pingru died.He was very young at that time, still in school, and was hurriedly taken home, as if he had already fallen asleep, and ignored him.

His first understanding of death is "falling asleep".

But he wished his mother-in-law would not fall asleep.

But the spirit of the old lady disappeared little by little with the inexhaustible exhalation, as if someone sucked it away with an invisible syringe.She was motionless, curled up, a stiff old cat sleeping.

Those messy footsteps left again.Chen Xiaoju patted him on the shoulder again, making Zhong Jurui tremble subconsciously.

"Help me, straighten your mother-in-law, don't let her be so stooped. It won't be easy after a while." Chen Xiaoju choked up a bit, but she had seen a lot after all, and knew that the younger generation was useless at this time, and she had to rely on her make a decision.Poor, if there is a father and a mother, then it's the child's turn to be in a hurry here?She stroked the old lady's arm, caught a glimpse of Zhong Jurui's pale face from the corner of her eye, and thought distressedly.

The person was brought back from the hospital.

Zhong Jurui has a lot of things to do, but fortunately, the neighbors are still helping, so they don't mess up.

"If there are any distant relatives in the family, you have to call to inform them. If there are elders who can take care of it, let them do it." Chen Xiaoju suggested.

Zhong Jurui opened the phone book at home, and there were several old numbers in it, some of which could no longer be reached, and the only one who could get through was a family that Zhong Jurui had never met, and the person who answered the phone thought for a long time before finally Thinking of who this cousin and grandma who were widowed in the early years were.However, the family has long since moved to another place, and it is not convenient to come here.In this way, Chen Xiaoju can only be troubled that she will not be able to pass the Ansheng New Year.

Chen Xiaoju felt that there were not many people coming to the funeral, so she hired three or four professional mourners, who spent 50 yuan to cry for a day. Each of these people had a louder voice than the other, with loud thunder and little rain.Zhong Jurui thought they were noisy, but there was no room for him to talk here.

He trimmed his grandmother's hat, saw a few gray hairs scattered on her head, and suddenly thought that a long time ago, the old lady loved to dye her hair black and asked him to help apply the ointment, but now none of them are black.Pat, a large tear fell on that lock of hair.

Chen Xiaoju pulled him very cautiously: "You can't let your tears fall on your mother-in-law, making it difficult for her to leave."

Zhong Jurui said with tears: "It's not easy to leave, so don't leave..."

Chen Xiaoju sighed and let him go.

This is Zhong Jurui's most painful winter.Long, cold, with high-pitched mourning noises.

He made a total of 139 calls to Pei Xu, all of which were missed.

When he was watching the spirit, he thought that he would follow what his mother-in-law said, shamelessly apologize to Pei Xu first, and unconditionally support Pei Xu's personal choice in the future, but he must also apologize to his mother-in-law for Pei Xu not answering the phone these two days.

"If Pei Xu apologizes, if he comes..." Zhong Jurui thought to himself, "I must let him know that my mother-in-law has always missed him, and make him regret it so much that he can't sleep, regret it to death."

However, he did not wait for this opportunity.

When school started after the Lantern Festival, Zhong Jurui went to find Pei Xu, only to find out that Pei Xu, as an exchange student of the department, had arranged to go abroad this semester, so he would not go back to school, but flew abroad directly.Counting the time, this is two weeks away.

University A has a lot of international exchange programs, especially in the humanities. More than half of the students have the opportunity to go abroad for a semester in their junior year. Pei Xu did say that he had a plan when he was a freshman and sophomore, but he didn’t listen to him very much. After all, Zhong Jurui didn't think of going out. Although the tuition fee is waived, the living expenses have to be paid by himself, which is not a small burden for him, let alone his grandmother was in poor health when he was a junior. Well, he can't worry about grandma, let alone go away by himself.

Hearing that Pei Xu was leaving today was like pouring cold water on her.

Going abroad for exchange is not a trivial matter. From preparing English, submitting grades, applying for projects, to departmental defense and announcement of the list, it can't be done in a day or two. Pei Xu actually kept it from him.Zhong Jurui suddenly realized that the problem between them did not lie in the quarrel during the winter vacation, but a long time ago.Breaking up is just a virus that has been lying in wait for a long time to break out.

Zhong Jurui stood on the school's Wutong Road, feeling heartbroken but unable to cry.

It is said that time heals all things.The nanny doesn't think so.

After Zhong Jurui's grandmother passed away, their dormitory had a bleak autumn wind. They thought it was just a short cold wave, but they didn't expect Zhong Jurui to take off the black gauze on the sleeves, and there was no change. It's like going back to my freshman year.In his freshman year, Zhong Jurui was reticent and solitary, and they only dared to discuss behind their backs occasionally what he was pretending to be.

Later, in my impression, Zhong Jurui made a few friends, especially with a junior from the journalism department, and they became much closer. In those two years, they occasionally had group building activities in their dormitory. Zhong Jurui generally would not refuse to copy his notes.The nanny would occasionally think of the top ten singers he participated in, and the other three in their dormitory encouraged him from the stage.Wasn't Zhong Jurui very sunny at that time?

——Although I didn’t expect to treat all my roommates as good brothers when I was in college, but seeing my good friends suddenly become like this, I felt a little bit disappointed.

Guangguang entered the door with several sets of academic uniforms in his arms, sweating profusely. He wanted to yell loudly why he didn't turn on the air conditioner, but when he saw Zhong Jurui was sitting upright on his seat, his volume immediately turned down a few degrees: "Brothers, Turn on the air conditioner. The bachelor uniforms are all the same size, so I will distribute them casually."

The nanny was playing games with headphones on. From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Zhong Jurui standing up, and seized the opportunity to say, "It's been a long time since we've had a party in the dormitory, so why don't we go out and have a meal today? It's a celebration of what we should be working on, and we should go abroad." How about going abroad?"

Of course, Guangguang had no objection. He squeezed the remote control roughly, turned the temperature of the air conditioner up to 16 degrees, and said, "What do you eat? I heard that the Nanmen BBQ restaurant will be demolished and closed next month. Why don't you go get some skewers?"

The nanny nodded. This store was their memory of the four years of college. I don’t know how many late nights, one voice said "hungry", and the other immediately asked "Do you want to eat Nanmen BBQ?" Just got it.He encouraged Zhong Jurui and said, "Ju Rui, do you have anything to do at night? If nothing else, let's go to the store to eat. I have ordered takeaway for four years, but I have never been to the store in person."

Zhong Jurui was installing the keycaps, without looking back, he said, "You guys decide."

With this sentence, everything is easy to say.When the fourth roommate came back, they set off to the snack street at the south gate together.Because I copied the road on the campus, I saw many graduates still wearing academic uniforms along the way. They should be taking pictures around the school in the afternoon.

"Four years have passed so quickly." Guangguang sighed, "It's really different, the school is still the same school, and the students will soon be different from our group of students."

The nanny said: "It's not a thing anymore. You see, in the past few years, the small restaurants near the school have changed several batches. The donut rice that I loved to eat in my sophomore year closed down before my junior year. Now the school How can there be a store nearby that we have seen since freshman year."

"There is only Nanmen BBQ left." Guang Guang walked in front, "Let's not talk about the store, the nanny's girlfriend has changed two."

Another roommate said: "Zhang Lan is a good man who won't be destroyed if he wins."

Zhong Jurui adjusted his glasses frame and followed behind, listening to the others fighting.

They sat at the barbecue restaurant, and the table next to them happened to be an acquaintance of the nanny, so the two tables were put together so that they could chat nonsense.

"Long time no see! When did you come back?"

"Hello, seniors!" said the person after greeting, "I returned to China the day before yesterday, and I came to the school today to complete the formalities. After the exchange, I will resume my student status."

"Where did you go?"

"Denmark."

Zhong Jurui's ears buzzed, he couldn't hear the words behind him, subconsciously glanced at the man, lowered his eyelids, and concentrated on dealing with the grilled eggplant in front of him.

People who used to communicate with each other began to come back one after another.

—but so what.

In the six months after his grandmother passed away, he was in the second semester of his senior year, and he had no other assignments except his graduation thesis, so he went to the company where he got the offer for an internship ahead of time.Originally, there was nothing to do at school near the graduation ceremony these days, but he still asked the boss for leave by mistake and wandered around the campus every day.

—Maybe he wanted to run into someone.

——But he didn't let him run into it either.

The summer of this year was not very hot. Zhong Jurui and the others arranged to take a group photo after the graduation ceremony. They took a few photos of sitting upright. When the leaders of the hospital left, the counselor said, "Let's take some lively ones!"

The bachelor's cap was thrown into the sky, undulating like black swallows.

The people around laughed so loudly.

Zhong Jurui didn't smile, he looked up to look for the hat he threw out, but that one was mixed with countless other hats, and it was already difficult for him to tell them apart.

He thought that his youth was also lost in this way, without any special color, and it was difficult to distinguish it from now on.

The author has something to say: the happy chapter is coming soon!

☆、Chapter 51

Two years of cicadas singing, another year of midsummer.

Zhong Jurui was wearing white short sleeves and black trousers, leaning lazily on the chair, in front of him was an empty plate, a glass of iced latte, with a layer of liquefied water droplets on the outer edge of the glass.

Jin Snake was sitting opposite him, finishing his recent project.The image recognition intelligent diagnosis system he was working on two years ago happened to be in the limelight. The entire team was bought out by Foxit and became an AI medical company incubated by Foxit, focusing on imaging diagnosis. Their first-generation diagnostic system just appeared last month. A well-known exhibition in the industry.

"The first-generation system is mainly used for early screening of tumors, and the next step is to expand to suggestions for diagnosis and treatment plans. However, this is still under discussion. I intend to board the ship of the Oncology Department of the Affiliated Hospital, but I am worried that I have no way to start."

Zhong Jurui said sincerely: "It's not easy to do this. I didn't expect that you finally did one thing."

"It's all dependent on policies, and it's not time to make money. The situation is changing, and maybe one day the wall will be replaced by a king's flag." Jin Snake laughed at himself, "Small troubles, just to make a living."

Zhong Jurui took out his mobile phone to check the time, got up to leave, and said, "It's time, I have to go to work. I thought you had something important to ask me out so solemnly, but it turned out to be just chatting."

"Why is it nothing serious? Our small broken company is finally going to change its old location. Today I happened to come to check whether the formaldehyde in the new office exceeds the standard." Jin Snake also got up, put his shoulders and said: "And I asked a fortune teller to check it out. Days, as early as next Wednesday, the eighth day of the lunar calendar, we will move here."

When they walked out of the coffee shop, Golden Snake waved and pointed at the opposite side of the road: "I can move my lair to the office building opposite your company, and I suddenly feel that struggle is still worth a little bit. Although your company occupies an entire building, our village It only takes up half a floor, and the size is very different." He looked at Zhong Jurui again, "Next Saturday, our company team building will have a big dinner, and I'll treat you, are you coming?"

Zhong Jurui took out the glasses case from his bag, quickly put on the anti-blue light glasses, and said, "Your company has dinner, what should I do?"

"There are so many beauties in our company. I know beautiful girls, which stimulate testosterone. Don't live like a widow at such a young age." Suddenly feeling that she had said something wrong, Jin Snake smiled awkwardly, and changed the subject, "You're pretty! Pretty, dressed in a filial piety, who told you that you are either a white T-shirt or a white shirt, which sets off your heroic appearance. By chance, the girls in our company saw it and never forgot it. They want you to come. Don't you want to give me some face?"

Zhong Jurui took out his work card and hung it around his neck, dusted the card with his fingers, and said, "Let the girls give up, I only love work. That's fine, don't delay my work."

Jin Snake watched him and said, "I don't care, I will send you the address later, if you don't come, I will bring the girls to chase you to your house."

Zhong Jurui waved his back to him, and walked into the office building next to him.

He didn't work overtime this Saturday, but he didn't go to the Golden Snake either.Jin Snake's real name "Tang Cheng" flickered on the phone screen. He answered the phone and said that he had to go back to his hometown for some business, and we would have dinner together next time.After he officially started working, he rented a one-bedroom and one living room near the company. After sorting out the things in his hometown, he locked them up. An intermediary contacted him, saying that several students wanted to rent his old house and transform it into a studio.

Zhong Jurui is not very eager to rent out the house, his salary is very considerable, and there is no shortage of such a little rent at all. Although the old yard is dilapidated, it can be regarded as clean and tidy. There are many people who grew up with their mother-in-law Recalling that he was reluctant to let others ruin his old house.

He went back purely because he dreamed about his mother-in-law two days ago.In the dream, the mother-in-law rode her small broken bicycle, whizzing past on the path, with a smile on her face.After waking up, he was worried, and decided to visit his mother-in-law—with billions of Ming coins and a paper luxury car—hoping that the little old lady could get a driver's license in the underworld and stop riding a bicycle all the time.

"If you learn how to drive, you can tell me in a dream, and we will go for a ride in the dream. If you don't learn, you can also tell me in a dream, and I will burn a few more drivers for you." Zhong Jurui laughed at himself Yes, he looked at the photo on the tombstone and said, "I knew you had time to study when you were in college. At that time, I thought the driving school fees were very expensive, and I thought that I would take the exam when I had money from work. How can I spare the time now. "

He arranged the tribute, patted his buttocks, and said, "I'm leaving, don't forget to tell me what you need over there."

It was rare for Zhong Jurui to go back to his hometown, so he made a special trip to say hello to Chen Xiaoju.

Chen Xiaoju cut half a melon and said that it was sold by a familiar melon farmer in a pickup truck. It was sweet and cheap, and Zhong Jurui had to try it.

Zhong Jurui was standing by the porch to pick up the melons, and saw Chen Xiaoju come out of the back room in surprise.

"You don't come back often, and I didn't save your mobile phone number. There is something that I forgot to tell you." Chen Xiaoju carried a box apologetically, "I don't know who sent things to your house. Some health care products. The first two times I sent them to your house and no one accepted them. They sent them to me by courier. My daughter-in-law thought I bought them and kept them at home. I thought they bought them for me and the old man. , I received it again two days ago, only to realize that there was a misunderstanding. The ginseng I sent last year was taken by me as a New Year gift, and I asked my son to buy it next time and return it to you."

"No need." Zhong Jurui took the gift box and asked, "Who sent it?"

"You don't know? Not from your family?" Chen Xiaoju also felt strange, "That's the lectures on health care products that your mother-in-law and I used to listen to. Your mother-in-law may have bought their products, and they shipped them regularly." Think I thought about it and said, "There is no one who sells health care products so conscientious, I don't think so."

"Do you keep the courier box? What's written on the courier slip?"

"When I received it, I opened the box to inspect the goods, and the outer list was thrown away. If there is another time, I will keep it for you." Chen Xiaoju said, "You take this away first."

"It's for middle-aged and old people to replenish their health. I don't need it." Zhong Jurui smiled, "I didn't bring you anything decent when I came back. You should keep this."

Hearing Chen Xiaoju's rambling, his mind began to wander.

—He has an idea.

—but he dared not think so.

Zhong Jurui took a taxi back to the house he rented. Someone in the work group was discussing work matters. He flipped through the chat records and was about to participate when Tang Cheng called again.

"We are going to renew the stall, you really don't show up? Then I will take my sisters and sisters to the gate of your community later!" It sounded very drunk.

Zhong Jurui couldn't understand why Tang Cheng was so persistent in asking him to join. They hadn't broken contact in the past two years, because his current business line was in the application of clinical medicine. Industry seminars can meet with Tang Cheng’s colleagues, but their business group is mainly engaged in the clinician training platform, allowing doctors to diagnose and treat virtual patients in simulated scenarios, and their image recognition is still somewhat different from Tang Cheng’s.

From Tang Cheng's point of view, he felt that Zhong Jurui had been too lifeless in the past two years.After he heard about the death of Zhong Jurui's grandmother, he always thought that the death of a close relative would be a big blow, so he seized the opportunity to touch Zhong Jurui with a little human touch—of course the dead are important, but the living must live.In fact, Zhong Jurui would not agree with his thoughts at all. He had already accepted the death of his grandmother. Although he missed the old lady, he was not immersed in the pain and couldn't get out.If it is necessary to say that the death of the old lady had an irreversible impact on his life, it would be that he chose the medical field without hesitation when choosing a career group.I don't have a chance to hold a scalpel in this life, but if I can use another way to help the world, that would be great.

Since the Spring Festival this year, Zhong Jurui has had no entertainment activities.He wasn't very keen on joining in the fun when he was a student, so he didn't feel uncomfortable, but he was a little embarrassed to reject Tang Cheng's kindness many times, so he asked the driver to change the route and go to a restaurant sent by Tang Chengxin.

This clean bar is called NorwegianWood. It is decorated with bouquets of green plants and dimly lit. The whole space is like a mini theater. The first floor is for individual customers, and there are some boxes on the second floor, but the boxes are not completely closed, although there are green partitions , You can still see the resident singing performance on the stage on the first floor.

Zhong Jurui came just in time.Tang Cheng's colleagues have already gone for a round, and there are only six or seven remaining, two or three of whom have met him at the technology sharing meeting before.

Tang Cheng touched his big bald head: "Look at you, I asked you to come or not, and now there are not many girls running away."

Zhong Jurui thought to himself, that is not exactly what I want.There was a round table in the small box, and everyone sat in a circle. Some people had to turn around if they wanted to watch the singer perform. to the stage.

They ordered another round of sparkling wine and chatted in twos and threes.

"I said, are you single now?" Tang Cheng moved to Zhong Jurui and asked.

"Ok?"

"A younger sister who has a good relationship with me has taken a fancy to you. I have to ask someone first. You don't come to every party. Have you got someone behind my name?"

Zhong Jurui pondered for a while, and said: "Didn't you find out, I'm a widow."

"If you turn the page with the last person, you have to hurry up and write the next one. Not only girls' youth is precious, but our men's youth is also precious."

Zhong Jurui refilled himself with some sparkling wine, and the light pink color of the drink was pretty nice: "I haven't turned the chapter, the last chapter was unfinished, and unfinished stories are like unfinished buildings. If you don't clear up the ruins, you can't build a new building." .”

Zhong Jurui still had something to say in his heart, I am afraid it will not be possible to sort out the ruins. The foundation of the last unfinished building was dug too deep, and the steel bars were firmly buried to the bottom. If the steel bars were demolished, he might lose half his life. .

Tang Cheng couldn't hear his voice, so he touched his bald head even more distressed, and said, "Then you forced the ending of the unfinished plot."

"The one who wrote the ending ran away!" Zhong Jurui felt that the sparkling wine was only about ten degrees Celsius. After drinking two glasses on an empty stomach, his ears were still a little hot, which made his brain feel hot, and he talked more than usual. Tell Tang Cheng, "I dare not look for him, I am afraid that the finale will not be the finale I thought, so I can only start with an unfinished story—an unfinished story, at least there is no BE."

Tang Cheng actually didn't know who wrote the ending. He had some guesses before, but they were not verified.