When he went out, he found that he didn't bring the keys, the keys to the house, the car keys, all of them, he didn't seem to have washed his face, he seemed to have not washed his face for a long time. The sunlight outside hurt his eyes, so he had to go back to the door of the unit, where he stayed for a short time, like a bird perched on a branch to think or take a nap. Then he pressed the elevator and went upstairs again, only to find that he didn't even have an elevator card, he reached into his pocket, and found that he didn't have a phone.

This is really not a very auspicious sign, he thought, maybe he should not choose to visit his wife and son today.

However, it can't wait any longer.

He typed drafts in his stomach and brewed excuses, and he searched for almost all the excuses, but none of them sounded decent.

"Passing years. At this time, he heard someone shouting at him, raised his head, and happened to meet Kang Ruoran. Kang Ruoran held the key in his hand. By the way, she has the key to her own house, and he originally wanted to change the lock, but then he has been busy, and the matter of changing the lock has been pushed again and again, and now, he has felt that there is no need to change the lock.

"I ------" Liu Nian said, but found that there was nothing to say. "I forgot my keys. He said, trying to make his expression look flat.

"Oh. Kang Ruoran said, then lowered her head, a bunch of keys jingled in her hand, and after a while she unloaded a key and a key card from her army of keys, and she handed the key to Liunian.

"The key to your house should have been returned to you a long time ago. She said.

Liu Nian lowered his head and took it, originally wanted to be polite, but then felt that it was really unnecessary. So he decided to remain silent.

"Passing years. Kang Ruoran stopped him from behind. "When are you leaving?" she asked.

He fiddled with the key, the key refracted the sunlight, it looked very bright, the hard silver metal object began to have the body temperature of his hand, warm, like the sun casually overflowing the river----- the surface layer was fine, there would be the temperature of the sun, and the center of the river was even further into the original temperature of the river, and the river was originally without temperature. It's the same with this key.

Liu Nian didn't want to answer Kang Ruoran's question, he raised his head, sighed, and then walked forward, fortunately, Kang Ruoran didn't catch up, which was good.

He went home and cleaned himself up, only to find that there seemed to be no way to clean himself up any way. He looked decadent and haggard, and something seemed wrong with him. So he decided to take a shower first, maybe taking a bath would make his whole body look more refreshing, so he began to take a bath, took a shower, changed his clothes, and found that his hair was a little long, so he tossed again and went to get a haircut. By the time he had done it all, it was already afternoon, so he decided to talk about it tomorrow.

Go early tomorrow morning, he said to himself.

In the afternoon, he sat with his mother for a long time, and the two of them sat side by side on the sofa, their eyes fixed on the TV, and they noticed that the TV had been playing channel 12, as if they had watched channel 12 for a century, even during advertising hours.

If life is not right, it is not right to be quiet. He remembered the conversation the nanny had with him in the morning, and decided to think seriously about the babysitter's proposal. He looked at his mother, then stood up and half-squatted and half-knelt in front of her.

"Mom," he said, taking her hand, and feeling the protruding veins in his mother's hand, which slid restlessly under her old, loose skin, and the old man did not respond, which made him a little disappointed. But he squeezed her hand and whispered to her again, "Mom." ”

Liu Nian saw the pale and numb face that seemed to have been solidified, those eyes should be the only organ with vitality on that face, and Liu Nian tried his best to find it, but he could still only find indifference, boredom, boring and ---- a little bit of insight from there.

What if you look at the fire from the hole or from the other side? In the end, he felt that the latter seemed to be more appropriately described.

The old man put himself out of the way.

He stood up in some despair, and then pretended to be careless to convey what he meant.

"Tomorrow we'll go to the hospital. It seemed like an ultimatum, and his mother might not like his tone, but he couldn't take much of it. Chen Mofei has to take it back, and their son, he is married, and life has to go on, he can't continue like this, and neither can she. None of them can be.

In fact, this is Mofei Chen's home. He had to do something, everything, but he couldn't do nothing.

He imagined what it would be like when he saw Chen Mofei tomorrow, and he was a little overwhelmed and a little nervous. What do you say? Hey, or maybe I miss you, but ......

But all the words that follow are nonsense, but humans sometimes have to say some nonsense.

Until Liu Nian sat back on the sofa, his mother still didn't express his position, and the TV was still channel 12, repeating it every day. Channel 12, he wiped his face, and suddenly realized that for so many days, his own days were the same as the 12 channels on TV, repeating every day, and he had lived the same day into many days.

The nanny made a very hearty dinner, and she had a great appetite.

The nanny looked at all this with satisfaction, and suddenly felt like she was the master. During the banquet, Liu Nian told her that he must take good care of the old lady in his absence.

The nanny responded in a loud voice, and cautiously asked about the child and Chen Mofei.

The chopsticks of the flowing year stayed in mid-air, "I'll discuss with Mo Fei tomorrow to see where she is willing to stay." ”

The nanny happily filled her mouth with food, she was too afraid of the current atmosphere in the house, if it wasn't for the price of the year, she would have quit a long time ago.

The process of taking the old lady to the hospital was not pleasant, she drove in the back seat with the nanny, the wheelchair was placed in the trunk, and the rehabilitation department was hung up first, the doctor suggested that she come to the hospital regularly for rehabilitation, saying that her muscle tension would be smaller and smaller if she stayed like this, and it was more and more difficult to recover.

"Old lady, do you like to be in a wheelchair for the rest of your life?"

Liu Nian and the nanny eagerly set their eyes on the old man, but the old man's eyes flashed as calm and indifferent as ever, as if the doctor was asking someone else who had nothing to do with her.

The doctor was not surprised, "It doesn't matter, some old people will be like this, they can't accept the facts, so they are depressed, let her come often, here are all old men and old ladies who come to recover, come often, chat, one day the parents take care of the children, some patients are more willing to come after getting better, here is lively, there are many people." ”

Liu Nian knew that at least he should have a smile at this time, but he felt that he couldn't laugh.

I went to the psychiatric department, did an examination, there was no organic lesion, the rest was psychological problems, the doctor began to ask the old man questions, it is said that there will be a pen to answer the question for a while, which is to test the current mental condition of the old man, but the old man did not cooperate, his teeth were clenched, and he did not jump out of a word.

In the end, he was desperate, and the doctor advised him to admit the old man to the hospital for treatment, because she was violent, and no one could say what she would do in the future.

I didn't give up the years, and I transported the old lady back untouched. Liu Nian looked at his mother in a wheelchair, thinking that she had such a time in the past, as if they had just moved to the city, and for a while Liu Nian saw his mother alone in a daze, and once he asked her what was wrong.

At that time, she was not so old, she still looked very young, she glanced back at her son, and then said with a smile: Son, do you love your mother?

Liu Nian nodded, in fact, he was eighteen years old that year, which was the age when he was ashamed to say love, but his mother's question still made him nod. It was a definite answer, he felt that his mother must have something in her heart, that "something" must be about some hidden pain and sorrow, but he knew that he must be powerless about it.

At that time, he thought that the things that people could not do must not account for the majority, but now that he knows that life is really unsatisfactory.

He told the nanny to take care of his mother, and then turned around and went out. Soon arrived at Chen Mofei's house, he opened the door by himself, and when the door opened, he found himself like an accidental intruder.

In the living room, Chen Qiao was lifting his son above his head, Chen Mofei smiled and said to let him be careful, the nanny stood in the center of the living room with a water bottle, the sunlight poured in, and there was a huge broad-leaved green plant near the side of the floor-to-ceiling window, casting mottled shadows on the floor.

Hearing the door, several people turned around almost at the same time, and he felt himself like an extremely discordant note suddenly appearing in a near-perfect movement.

Standing at the door, he suddenly understood the idiom of "dilemma", the ancients described the kind of advance and retreat so vividly. He coughed softly, the child's eyes lingering on his face for a moment, and then he decided to turn his head and continue the unfinished game with Chen Qiao. An ominous broken but coherent note came out of his small mouth, and Liu Nian could clearly see the crystal saliva flowing from his mouth pulling a beautiful and long arc in the air, and then dripping on Chen Qiao's body. Chen Qiao didn't seem to care, and the people around him seemed to be commonplace.

"Passing years. Chen Qiao shouted, he saw his wife standing up from the sofa, she seemed to be fat, not long ago she was as thin as a piece of paper, her face was also good-looking, and her spirit seemed to be much stronger. On the day she was discharged from the hospital, Liu Nian still remembered the eyes she looked at her, full of grief or pleading.

Liu Nian said to himself at the time that he had no choice, he could only choose to ignore that look.

In less than a month, he didn't think much would change in the world.

Chen Mofei walked towards him, holding half an orange in her hand, she was wearing loose cotton loungewear, a pair of cotton slippers on her feet, her hair was gently pulled back of her head, Liu Nian felt that his wife looked more graceful than before, she used to look angular and angular, and her body exuded an aura that no one was close to, but now it is gone, maybe something has quietly changed her after becoming a mother.

There is always something that will change us without us noticing.

I want to go through the years.