To my dear Mr. Meng

Because of that woman surnamed Xuan—the one I met in the hospital, and I found out later that she was indeed my father’s care outside—in a few months, my mother lost a total of twenty catties. The plump wrist that was worn as a charm by the bracelet is now so thin that it shows a little edge.After all, a person is so thin that one can see that the waist is the waist and the back is the back, but they have grown old out of thin air, without flesh to support them, and the skin around them can only hang loosely on the skeleton, blown by the wind, shaking A few folds were leisurely added.All these changes are not due to my discernment, but due to her crying in front of me day and night.She held me and cried for two hours, not allowing me to do anything else, not even moving a little bit, because it made me appear to be absent-minded.I think she regards me as a statue of my father, but this statue is better than the real master, and there is no other way just because of this resignation.She was able to cry, and I had no choice but to dutifully decorate myself in a dignified appearance on the lotus pedestal, and bear this devout tear.

After piercing the paper on the window, my dad blatantly refused to come back to live.My mother tried her best to mobilize my uncles and aunts to join the battle. Everyone came to the house happily with their families and brought sunflower seeds, pumpkin seeds, watermelon seeds and peach cakes as high as the hill, and persuaded my mother to fight again. Ran, broke into my dad's company and made a big fuss.

At that time, it was already April, and my dad called the class teacher and said that he had applied to let me live on campus.In the last few days of May, the school is completely closed, let us rest and prepare for the exam.During the day, I went to the library with Mr. Meng, and at night I sat in the bedroom staring at the wall in a daze.From the quarrel, I heard some rumors that my mother made such a fuss, and the woman surnamed Xuan took my five-year-old sister to a municipality directly under the central government in the north of the province, and probably planned not to come back at all.

My mother made a great victory and drove away the thorny vixen, but my father still didn't come home.Taking advantage of the quarrel to delay my study, he lived alone in the apartment in the business district next to the company.My mother suspected that he was playing the trick of hiding the beauty in the golden house again, and followed him secretly. Once, she mistook the little nanny who helped cook and clean up for his new woman, and beat the little girl until she was bleeding. The babysitter was taken to the hospital—three stitches were placed on her head.

The little nanny was just 20 years old. She came out of the countryside and was not used to the naughty and sharp things in the city. Monthly salary, and left crying.

This time my dad finally flew into a rage and threatened to "divorce this shrew".My mother said this more than once when my mother made a big fuss about the company, and my uncles and aunts frightened the whole family. They came to my house one after another to persuade them. After several nights in a row, my father "divorced" The two words were barely swallowed back.My mother wailed and cried for a while, and then went to the kitchen to get a kitchen knife and came out, jumping to commit suicide, and wanted my dad to die with her, but the uncles and aunts were so busy that they were sweating profusely.

I didn't know about this. I lived in the school at the time and didn't hear any rumors at all.Later, when my aunt told me about it, she had a satisfied smile on her face and spat out the melon seeds, but she didn't find that there was still a bit of white residue sticking to the corner of her lips, which disappeared when she moved her lips. Now.

"Let me tell you, my aunt is the number one hero. It's all thanks to my help in persuading your mother to come down. Fortunately, I'm here, otherwise..."

But this time no one can persuade him anymore. My father hated Yu Xu, his eyes were red and his teeth were gritted just seeing my mother's natal family.

So my mother personally led me to my father's company.

I rarely go to my dad's company, to be precise, no more than five times over the years.One reason is that my dad often travels on business, and there is no one in the office; the other is that I really can't think of anything that I can't say on the phone instead of going to the company to see him.

At that time, it was already past the off-duty time, and there were not many people in the company, except for a few overtime offices where the lights were still on.My mother and I passed the lobby on the first floor, and the girl at the front desk saw her clearly, and immediately showed an intriguing expression.She is a girl with a slender back and delicate makeup, even with such an expression, she is still pleasing to the eye.Catching my gaze, she wrinkled her nose suspiciously, then turned her head immediately, pretending to look through the folder in her hand.

The lights in my dad's office were bright, and my mom didn't respond when she opened the door and went to the shiny solid wood desk.She called to him under suppressed anger, hissing in her throat the threatening hiss of an animal before it attacked, but he turned a deaf ear to it.She had no choice but to show her housekeeping skills, and I closed the door of the office first.Hearing the sound, my dad raised his head and seemed to have noticed that I was here too. His face became even more ugly, his facial features seemed to be covered with glue, he threw the thick document, and asked my mother sharply why she brought me here Come on, tell me to go home to read and review again.

My mother let me sit on the sofa in the reception room and asked me to "see with my own eyes how shameless your father is, and how your mother and I have lived for so many years".

I stood where I was, with my hand still on the metal doorknob, not knowing who to listen to.But they no longer cared about whether I was going home or sitting down, and they started cursing happily across the desk.For a whole hour, the accusations and curses wrapped in thunderous anger squeezed the huge office and almost deformed. The words they cursed always started to repeat after 10 minutes, like a poisonous endless ouroboros.

I opened the door and went out, not forgetting to close the door again for them.The cursing inside did not stop for even a second because of my leaving the meeting.I also breathed a sigh of relief for this, glad that I don't have to bear the guilt of being absent from school without reason.

The college entrance examination passed without any surprises during the longer and longer days. It was even less salty and tasteless than the white water warmed by the sun. I only remember that the weather was as hot as a pool of stagnant water.

Before the exam, everyone ambitiously agreed that they would tear up books, eat together, drink happily until dawn, travel together without telling the family, introduce boyfriends and girlfriends to those who are not in love, talk drunk without drinking, Sober up after the exam, the drunk talk becomes the old dream of last night, no one will want to relive it.

I took a car to the school where Mr. Meng was taking the exam to find him. For some reason, there was a traffic jam that day. When I arrived at the school, the sunset had already slanted, and the street was filled with vermilion syrup.The front door of the school was wide open, no one was there, the orange light poured on the ground, without a foot to step on, it became lonely for no reason, like a melancholy woman looking at herself in a mirror to see her passing years.A bit of orange-red evening wind rolled in from the door, whirled in my face, and staggered towards the willow tree by the small river not far away. The tender willow branches panicked at the recklessness and screamed They spread out in all directions, revealing the back of a person sitting by the bridge.

The scene of that scene is still clear to me.I remember that I tiptoed for a full 34 steps and stopped just behind Mr. Meng.He drooped his neck, as if he had been staring at the frothy river water in a daze.Under the blood-red light, the black T-shirt has a gloomy crimson-purple color, the golden-white neck is upward, and only half of my head protrudes from my left ear to absorb the pure light of the setting sun. I can't help but bewitched by this silence , bowed his head and kissed the almost transparent ear tip.

He was so frightened by this sudden sexual harassment, he turned his head and was about to hit someone, but when he found out it was me, he pushed him angrily, there was a thin blush under his cheekbones, he didn't know if it was from embarrassment or the flying light from the setting sun.

We walked along the road with empty schoolbags on our backs, without asking where we were going, just thinking that today is a day that we should go for a walk.

Passing by a small alley between two buildings, I suddenly felt moved and pushed him in with my hand.At that time, there was only a twilight in the far west, and the fresh night was rushing indiscriminately, and the square lights cast by every house in the building were full of the greasy smell of leisure after being full of wine and food.Mr. Meng was pushed against the wall by me. At first he looked at me inexplicably, but then he gradually lost sight of him, so he put an arm on my shoulder and pinched the back of my neck.

"What?"

I held his cheek and pondered for a while: "I've long wanted to try what it's like to kiss you in the alley."

His cheeks are also getting crazy day by day, he is not ashamed to hear that, he pulls me close to him and stands firmly, the tip of his nose lazily rubbing against my face, he said with a smile: "Where did you learn that?"

The breath was blowing on my face, and it was so hot that I couldn't keep my eyes open.Just as he was about to open his mouth to speak, something slightly cooler was stuck to it, followed by another soft but much warmer thing that touched his teeth.

It's the taste of summer morning.

Before the college entrance examination, I was worried for a while about filling in the volunteers, but because my mother was busy fighting wits and courage with my dad to dispel his idea of ​​divorce, and neglected to restrain me, I secretly filled out the National Political University, and did not apply for the local one. The school only notified my dad afterwards.My dad still agreed with "be good at it" as usual, and it was settled.My mother realized it later, grabbed me and yelled at me hoarsely, but it was too late, so she had to give up.After the results of the college entrance examination were released, I did mediocre compared with the previous tests. It was hopeless to study ace majors such as politics and law, but fortunately, I was able to pass the gate of Zhengda University without any danger.

Mr. Meng really took a deep breath to challenge his father, and in the end, he was admitted by the University of International Business and Economics, ranking high on the red list, enviing the whole school, and breaking the last line of Uncle Meng's "wait for him to pass the exam and fail the list so that he can become a Soldiers" thoughts.Guan Ting got up early and worked hard all year round in his junior year of high school, and he was able to squeeze into the door of the University of International Trade, although he was kicked into the most unpopular philosophy.She whimpered and complained to her father, and Uncle Guan, who was elated that the jewel in his palm had finally been admitted to a prestigious school, frowned, saying that he had his own way, so he just went to study at ease.Guan Ting had no doubts about her father's supernatural powers, and immediately the rain was gone, and he happily went around for dinner and drinks.

In the end, I was admitted to the Chinese Language and Literature of National Chengchi University.On the day when I got the admission notice, my dad rarely went out. He sat on the sofa and held up the notice with the name and badge of Zhengda University printed in golden letters on the cover, meditating.

We didn't pay much attention to studying at that time, and pragmatism was firmly in the upper hand. My dad thought about it, and even went to the company to look through the personnel files, and finally found that only his secretary assistant and front desk graduates graduated from this major. The word "Chuan" that had just unfolded at one end retracted again, eyeing me intently.My mother was on the sidelines crying, lamenting indignantly that Meng Qiansheng had a good future, which made me laugh.

My dad thought about it for two days, and found that he didn't have the means to reach the sky like Guan Ting's dad. I send tuition fees and living expenses.

For this notice, my mother spent a lot of money on the store. After the summer vacation, I saw that my uncles and aunts were all wide, and all of them were full of red faces. When they saw me, they would boast of their reputation, as if I was going to be a knight. It's like hanging upside down.

Since I went to university in the same place, the relationship between Guan Ting and Mr. Meng has become more sympathetic, the only difference is that we have not met each other physically.Because we entered school early, we were one year younger than her. She simply regarded herself as the eldest sister and said that she would hold up half the sky for us. Delaying my romantic relationship with Mr. Meng, we can only beat each other day and night, hoping that this ancestor will talk about a new boyfriend soon.

School started in September, and I finally took the train with big bags and small bags on the road.

Before school started, I went to visit my aunt's house. She also studied abroad in the early years, and told me some things in life. She heard that I was with my classmates, so she was relieved, and took out a red envelope of 1000 yuan.At that time, 1000 yuan was not as cheap as it is now. I knew that she was not well-off in her single life, so she didn't want to accept it, but she insisted on giving it to me.My mother talked about going to other places all day long, and she said she would send me to school to see the environment. Before leaving, she didn’t know what she quarreled with my father. She was so angry that she didn’t bring it up again, and she went with my uncle angrily. Just drop me off at the train station.

The station is always bustling and bustling, and many universities are rushing to start school at this time, which adds a lot of impulsive and noisy vitality to the station.My mother and uncle bought two platform tickets and sent me to the sleeper car. I bent down and saw Mr. Meng and his grandfather standing under the window, followed by Aunt Ding, talking on the platform.Mr. Meng held Mr. Meng's hand and smiled wrinkledly. Mr. Meng nodded again and again, as if he was also smiling; Aunt Ding stood two steps away, frowning and fanning herself with a newspaper. He lost his gaze, walked over, and rummaged through aimlessly.

Neither father nor son bowed their heads, and Uncle Meng refused to even come to see him off.

After putting away my luggage, there were people coming and going in the carriage, and there was almost no place to stay. My uncle was sweating profusely, so he greeted me a few words and got out of the car first; my mother was still tidying up in front of my berth, looking at the pillowcase later And whether the bed sheets are clean, and then I worry that the water cup will leak, and I will not be able to drink water in the car.The air conditioner hadn't been turned on yet, and the cabin was hotter than the steamer. Beads of sweat were dripping from her hair, hanging up and down on her cheeks.

Suddenly a family of three came, chatting and laughing and throwing things on the upper bunk opposite, and also came to send their children to school.The son was a gentle boy wearing glasses. His two thin arms could not lift the bulging schoolbag over his head and put it on his bed. His center of gravity was unstable, and he almost fell and hit his mother on the head; the mother screamed in fright. With a sound, my father rushed forward and stretched out his hand, pushing the schoolbag into the bed.The mother noticed that I was looking at her, smiled embarrassedly, and jokingly rebuked her son for his lack of strength, the father also laughed, and told his son that your mother is already so short, and if you hit it again, you will be dead After going to the field, the three of them laughed at the same time.

I put away my things and found that my mother had been sneaking glances at the couple, her lips were tightly drawn, and the loose flesh on her cheeks was almost hanging down.

How did she age so fast?

My mother refused to sit down and rest, I said to take her down, it would be cooler outside; she also refused, for fear that someone would steal my luggage when I left.It just so happened that Mr. Meng arrived with luggage, and I asked him to take care of it before taking my mother off the train.The ground on the platform was scorching hot, my uncle squatted in the shade and fanned the wind with a tourist map that was handed out for free, my mother wiped her sweat casually, and kept muttering that her chest was tight due to the heat, but her feet didn’t move, telling me to go to school to be sure Remember to call home, don’t have conflicts with classmates, don’t save money when eating in the cafeteria, be on time, be careful of stomach problems from starvation, she is not around, I can only rely on self-consciousness in class, don’t just think about having fun, try to get a scholarship for her Long face, go home when you are free during the holidays, and keep in touch with her more often...

Her voice was almost drowned by the din of people from all directions, what's more, trains stopped and started from time to time, these big monsters let out a metallic roar, and the hot wind with the smell of iron and sweat was blown out of nowhere in my heart. Feeling a little sad about parting.

Countless people shed sincere tears here, and the tears rolled into the dust. Vendors loudly solicited their carefully calculated business on this piece of dust. Everyone wanted to let the other party hear their feelings clearly, so they had to frown and neck. The upper veins bulged, and he squeezed out broken words in a high-pitched voice.This warm atmosphere lifted the spirits of the vendors, as if it was foreshadowing the prosperity of their business, so they shouted harder, and the station turned into a huge cage, in which countless trapped animals were locked up, screaming at each other incomprehensibly. Speech made the cage body thump and thump.The people going back and forth kept rubbing my shoulders, and if I didn't pay attention, my soul seemed to be pushed far away by the surging crowd.

"I remember it all, you go back and rest. It's so hot."

My mother kept nodding.

I endured and endured, but I still couldn't prevent those words from coming out of my mouth: "You and Dad should stop arguing a little bit, if this quarrel continues—"

I wanted to say "when is the head", but felt that this was too mean, so I didn't say it.She would get it wrong and say, "You kid, don't worry about this. Your dad and I won't divorce. You just need to study hard at school, and your dad will call you on time."

I stopped talking, and just said: "Then I'm getting in the car, you and uncle go back. Slow down on the road."

She kept waving at me: "Get in the car, I'll watch you get in the car and leave."

The people on and off the train were so dense that they looked like a swarm of ants preparing to pick up a dead cricket.I pushed aside the crowd, squeezed into the car door with difficulty, and glanced hastily, only to see a shadow of white flowers, vaguely her waving arms.

The author says:

The specific time for volunteering before the college entrance examination to volunteer after the college entrance examination seems to have been implemented in succession in a few years, so please let me know if there is any error in the pre-examination written here.I haven't set the ages of the two protagonists accurately, but they were probably born in the range of 80-85, so there are many old antiques.