"Tomorrow is the day when Dad Qin arrives in Binjiang City to start treatment, pick up the airport, contact the hospital, etc., and I have to be busy again tomorrow", Bai Keran thought in his heart: "Today I must complete the last important thing that Dad Qin explained." The reason why he chose to finish today is because today is Sunday, and the guests he is going to visit are only convenient to receive on their days off.

According to the agreement, Xie Xingsan, the director of Binjiang Wheelchair Factory, parked his dilapidated van at the door of Tianxin Community and unloaded another wheelchair from the compartment.

His task today is to go with Bai Keran to deliver a wheelchair and donate money to Luo Yuejin, everything is handled by Xie Xingsan, Bai Keran is just accompanying him to take a look, he knows that he had better not reveal his identity.

Director Xie saw that Bai Keran was waiting at the door of the community, so he pushed the wheelchair and walked to Luo Yuejin's house together.

Luo Yuejin's family lives in Room 102, Building 2, Tianxin Community. The one who opened the door was his lover--- Lan Xin, a Chinese teacher at Binjiang No. 17 Middle School.

Bai Keran raised his eyes and saw that the woman standing in front of him was a very delicate person, she was of medium stature, her face looked haggard and sallow, and a few black spots had grown inappropriately on the ear, her originally neat teeth now had a hollow, a goose egg face had long lost its freshness under the polishing of the years, and her lower cheeks looked slightly collapsed and thin due to the lack of flesh and blood, and her eye sockets were deeply sunken, all of which strongly hinted at him that Lan Xin should have been just a beautiful girl when she was young but not showy. But what is surprising is that her deeper-than-ordinary eye sockets are like a deep pool, soothing the gloom that emerges on the surface, and there is a clear spring under the surface of the water. He couldn't see the slightest trace of grievance, not a trace of resentment. He remembered that one autumn when he went to Changbai Mountain to see the Tianchi, the background color of her eyes was a pool of Tianchi, so pure that it was difficult to find a trace of impurities. He was amazed at the purity in her eyes.

Bai Keran was at the door for a while, he was thinking about the woman in front of him who was suffering from life, this woman who should be defeated by life, was still alive, whether it was her face full of fine wrinkles or her soul, she was exuding a tenacity, a fire-like enthusiasm, which was too far from the Lan Xinlan teacher he guessed.

Teacher Lan Xin said with a smile in his mouth, "Please come in", while putting a half-length black coat on himself. At the moment of entering the door, Bai Keran saw a tall man lying on his stomach on the bed in the bedroom, raising his head.

"This person must be her husband Luo Yuejin, I heard that Mr. Lan's daily homework is to help him massage, he is a blessing in disguise, but he suffers from this woman with such a thin body", Bai Keran guessed in his heart, while scanning the layout and furnishings of the house in front of him.

This is a one-story house, about 70 square meters, two bedrooms and a living room, a kitchen and a bathroom. The house was built in the late eighties, the property right is the property of the house, it was originally planned as a new village for teachers, and the teachers in Dongcheng District lived, but later with the changes of the times, most of the teachers thought that this community was dilapidated, and the house area was small and they sold or rented the house and moved away. Since then, the new arrivals have become very mixed, and they have become very mixed. Luo Yuejin's family lived on the fourth floor at first, but then the owner of the house, Luo Yuejin, was unfortunately paralyzed, and their family changed from the fourth floor to the first floor. For many years, they have not moved the idea of moving, mainly because there is a great advantage here, that is, it is very close to Binjiang Hospital, and it is only a seven-or eight-minute walk, which is indeed a lot more convenient for Luo Yue to enter the hospital for massage therapy. In addition to this, there is another important reason that the high housing prices are also beyond the imagination of Luo Yuejin's family.

As soon as Xie Xingsan and Bai Keran sat down in the living room, Luo Yuejin walked out of the bedroom with a wheelchair in one hand and a wine glass in the other, Xie Xingsan and Bai Keran quickly stood up and said hello.

Although he is in a wheelchair, no matter how you look at it, Luo Yuejin should not have a bad image when he was young, he should be suave and suave in the high, and at least he is tall and tall, he is relatively tall, with a Chinese face, round and big eyes, and a rare stubbornness between his sparse eyebrows. It may be that he inherited more from his father, a northerner, who is said to have followed the southbound army all the way to Binjiang, and when they arrived at Binjiang, the troops received orders to stop. Since then, his father has changed from a small groom to a correspondent in **, and later became the director of the printing house, where he worked until his retirement until his death. Luo Yuejin has always been proud of this. It's a pity that I couldn't take over my father's class, and when my life was infinite, I suffered a setback, collapsed, and became an "old sick number", spending the rest of my life. Perhaps because of the lack of light for a long time, his face was very fair, but there was a hint of gloom in the whiteness, which seemed to tell people that there might be something wrong with his health, right?

Luo Yuejin didn't seem to be interested in responding to the greetings of the two visitors, but said to Lan Xin: "Teacher Lan, the guests are here, pour them a glass of wine, what does the tea taste like?"

Lan Xin smiled bitterly and got up to pour the wine.

Xie Shengsanyi dragged Lan Xin's sleeve and hurriedly explained: "Mr. Luo, Mr. Lan, it's like this, our Binjiang Wheelchair Factory has been gradually expanding its business over the years, and the benefits are good. We are deeply touched by the deeds of the two of you who have supported each other and loved each other, and decided to choose Mr. Luo as a special donation object of our factory. A wheelchair, a donation, little heart, little heart, please don't refuse".

Xie Xingsan is concise and to the point, but his voice is full of emotion, and he does have a bit of acting talent.

Luo Yuejin glanced at the new wheelchair in front of him out of the corner of his eye, didn't say anything, shook the wheelchair by himself, and went back to his bedroom, leaving Mr. Lan Xin to explain vigorously, for fear that Director Xie would be angry with Yuejin's unreasonableness.

"Teacher Lan, I won't hide it from you, speaking of which, you are also the teacher of several children in our family, plus your Principal Liu's special recommendation, I am more inspired by your spirit, this time we give Mr. Luo a little more condolence money, don't say it to the outside world", Xie Xingsan said while handing the bank card to Teacher Lan Xin.

Teacher Lan Xin expressed his gratitude vigorously, "How should this be? How should this be? I have to ask my old Luo if he accepts it."

"Take it, they won't give it in vain", Luo Yuejin's cold voice came from the bedroom.

"I can't believe it, for no reason", Teacher Lan Xin was still muttering to himself.

"How can it be for no reason, everything should have cause and effect", Bai Keran took over the conversation intentionally or unintentionally at this time.

"Is it??Young people also believe in cause and effect?", Lan Xin was a little surprised.

"I believe it. Teacher Lan, if you want to talk about cause and effect, your good deeds are the cause, and there will naturally be the result of good retribution", Bai Keran's words are always surprising and reasonable.

"Look at what you said, I really feel ashamed," Lan Xin said sincerely.

"Teacher Lan, look at this banner in your living room, Li Bai's "Yellow Crane Tower Sends Meng Haoran's Guangling", if there is no reason for Li Bai to send Meng Haoran's Guangling, there will be no famous sentence like Li Bai's later, cause and effect are connected", Bai Keran looked at Teacher Lan Xin, and recited softly: "The old man left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March." The lonely sail is far away and the blue sky is endless, and only the Yangtze River skyline can be seen. ”

The guest is gone. Lan Xin's heart can not be calm, as a middle school Chinese teacher, decades of immersion between words, she has a natural sensitivity to words, "the old man, down Yangzhou", Bai Keran's chanting is like a stone into her heart, rippling layer after layer of ripples, can not be calmed down for a long time. This night, she actually dreamed of returning to her hometown and dreamed that she was smiling happily in the lotus bush. Who was the boy next to her? She smiled and woke herself up laughing. She looked around, her husband Luo Yuejin was sleeping and snoring, she closed her eyes, she wanted to let herself go back to her dreams in the haze, but all she heard was snoring.

It's time for the dawn to look out the window.