Discovering lies is the most inspiring anger in a person. Feeling that trust is being trampled on is the greatest insult to a person. Liu Nian felt empty in his heart, originally a little sorry for Kang Ruoran, but now that matter has developed, that apology has become more and more faint with the development of the situation.

When he began to get back together with Chen Mofei, he occasionally felt that maybe he was really confused, and he could give away half of his life to others for a woman.

Is it worth it?

He is a normal man, not as great as he is rendered in literary and artistic works, it's not that he can't live without love, he is also utilitarian and secular in his bones, and those snowy love is really a luxury for an adult man like him.

And the reason why he chose to reunite with Chen Mofei without hesitation at the beginning, more or less, was that he lost money in the future and the situation was not expected to be enough.

In other words, he never thought that the situation would become uncontrollable, that it would be so serious.

Since this time, the passing year is very keen to sigh. His heart is depressed, his life becomes a mess, and he has no ability to make it clear.

The investigation of the incident progressed slowly, and Kang's father called Liunian several times, urging him to put his old father in peace as soon as possible.

"What are you waiting for? You have made him uneasy before he died, and you refused to even bury him when he died, what kind of son are you?" Father Kang asked sharply.

Holding the phone, Liu Nian was at a loss, was his father's death suspicious, and was it right or wrong for him to do so?

He couldn't tell. He only felt that his heart was cut like a knife, and the knife was fleshing down from his heart one by one, and it was drenched in blood, but he couldn't cry out in pain.

Later, he remembered a metaphor that Chen Mofei said, saying that those days were the darkest moment in her life, life was like a rapist, ** her, but she was gagged, refused to let her call for help and struggle, and asked her if she had pleasure afterwards.

He was finally able to empathize, but in this way, and at such a time, he was caught off guard.

There is also the fact that my father left in such an abrupt way, and for so many years, he has been protected too well by his parents, family and the Kang family. This kind of all-encompassing protection even gave him the illusion that he had a miscalculation of his abilities and connections that was not objective. waited for life to be truly naked in front of him, and only then did he realize that for so many years, all the so-called successful people were.

His so-called success is too fragile to withstand the slightest wind and grass, and there is no strong wind and waves, and the small boat called "Liunian" is almost broken.

Mother can't explain there, the old lady has asked him several times, when will your father be funeral?

Husband and wife, he left first, thinking of this made the old lady feel resentful, he left first, this old boy would hide and throw a lot of mess to her. However, there is no place to reason for this kind of thing, it has to be left to him.

But the old man has not been buried, which makes her feel strange, there must be something inside, her son is hiding it from her, what is the matter?

She sat in the old man's room for a long time, the room was in the shade, there was no sunlight all year round, the summer was fine, the north was just cold, and before the time for heating, she felt cold when she went in. Everything has been changed, just this bed, this bed has not been changed, and there is the wardrobe.

The old lady sat there and thought about it, remembering that over the years with him, some hatred came to her mind, and then she thought of the scene when he was with the woman, and felt that the hatred was deeper. However, no matter how much you hate, everyone is dead. I heard that the woman didn't get any good children, and she was alone for the rest of her life, and later she got cancer. Retribution? She didn't know. I don't know who God is retributing, the woman named Cheng Zhuqing? or her? She doesn't know. Don't want to know either.

The hat is still hanging on the coat rack, lonely, smell carefully, the smell of the owner's head oil remains on it, the old lady herself smelled, maybe old, I think the smell is not a nose, the father of the year was a great young man when he was young, hormone secretion is vigorous, although he is a scholar, sometimes he goes out to play basketball with some friends, the ball comes back, a stinky sweat, but at that time she didn't think he smelled.

How long has it been?

The old lady walked out of the room, walked towards Liu, walked over to the clothes rack, and reached for the hat. I thought to myself, why should people have memories? If people's memories are only one day, then every day is a new day, and every day is a new beginning.

She felt ridiculous at her own thoughts, how old was she?

Tuk-tuk, three times, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?" said the old man, putting his hat back on the coat rack.

"I, Lao Kang. ”

It turned out to be Lao Kang, and the old lady tidied up her clothes and reached out to open the door. I saw Lao Kang appear at the door.

It was starting to get cold outside, and a cool breeze blew in from the door, and she couldn't help but flinch a little.

"Close the door and go inside. Lao Kang said, carrying a cold wind in, and the door was closed.

"What about the passing years?" Lao Kang pulled down the scarf.

"I don't know what I'm busy with all day, his father hasn't been buried until now, how many days have this been placed, as soon as I asked, I used this reason and that excuse to prevaricate me. ”

"Alas," Lao Kang had already walked to the sofa, sat down by himself, and the old lady poured a cup of hot tea, "It's not a good tea, you make it up and drink it, it's a cold day, let him run away, what are you doing all the way here? Don't bother so much, we were sorry for your family in the past year, but if something happens, you still do it as your own family affairs." Is. ”

Speaking of which, the old lady was a little embarrassed. Lao Kang disagreed, and laughed, "Who of us has been friends with whom, how many years have we, and what are you talking about? I'm just here to ask, what's going on? It's really not buried yet? I thought it was the child who was embarrassed to inform me, no matter what, he went first, and I had to send him." ”

Father Kang raised the teacup and blew off the floating tea on it, a layer of heat unfolded and dissipated in front of his eyes, and a thin layer of water vapor fell on the surface of his skin, he took a sip of the tea, and he didn't taste it, the room seemed deserted, he glanced at the door, and saw the hat in the cloakroom at a glance, he knew the hat, and Liunian had been wearing this hat all these years, and whoever asked him to change it would not change it.

"That hat ......," Lao Kang said halfway through. The old lady followed Lao Kang's gaze and saw the hat that her husband often wore before his death, "Oh, Lao Kang bought it himself, said that he had bought it for many years, and then he forgot it, one day he cleaned up the old things and found them by himself, but he didn't expect to find them out and put them on and couldn't take them off, he said it several times, it was all old, and he was reluctant to throw it away." ”

"Oh?" Father Kang picked up the teacup again, but without drinking, the mouth of the cup reached his lips, and he put the cup down again, as if he had something to say.

"Old sister-in-law, that hat, wait for the funeral to burn it for Lao Liu, he likes it. ”

Yes, I really didn't expect this, and it's okay to burn it, "It's okay, Lao Liu's other personal favorite items have also packed some for him, a name medal, and a pen, but he hasn't written for a long time." ”

Father Kang didn't know how to pick up this, he knew the reason why Liunian's father looked at the sealed pen, and after that incident, Liunian's father never touched the pen and paper again.

The atmosphere was awkward for a while, the old lady had the heart to ask Kang Ruoran, and felt that this topic was also boring to provoke, and the Liujia should avoid Kang Ruoran's three words, don't mention it, there is really nothing to say. It's nothing more than telling each other to pay attention to their bodies. They are all old, their physique has long been gone, and if they don't take good care of themselves at this time, their lives are short, and the key is that they will suffer from sin, and their families will also suffer. But being alive is not necessarily comfortable.

Thinking of this, the old lady couldn't help but sigh.

"What are you sighing for?" said Father Kang, "there is a day when I didn't expect my family to be newly mourned, and this is another old stream." It's been an eventful year. ”

"yes, nothing to the good idea. The old lady chimed in.

"Lao Liu's matter, I didn't ask the children, what the hell is going on, if it's the funeral home, I have a relationship, just say hello, why bother dragging it out like this. Besides, I don't know if I have bought the cemetery? If my mother's cemetery is good, I have something to do with it. ”

"What's so embarrassing?" the old lady stopped the other party, "let them run these trivial things, it just so happens that he is also in the country, unlike a while ago." The son ran these things for Lao Tzu, which was originally justified. If there is a need, and the junior doesn't understand, I'll ask him to come to the door for advice. It's been a long time, and it's still far from good to talk and do things!"

Father Kang was silent, and after a while, he still returned his gaze to the hat on the hanger at the door.

"There's a saying...... I don't know if to talk about it or not. ”

The old lady couldn't help frowning when she saw Father Kang's face embarrassed.

"What should you not say, unless you treat us as outsiders. Actually, I like Ruoran, this girl, alas, it was originally our family's poor fortune, but he didn't deserve it. ”

Only then did Father Kang turn his gaze.

This hat was given by a woman named Cheng Zhuqing, who was terminally ill that year, and asked someone to give him a hat. To say that I shouldn't have known these details, it just so happened that I went to their unit to do something that day, he received a courier, he had just finished dismantling, I didn't expect such an uninvited guest as me to arrive, and before I had time to clean up, I saw a brand new hat on the table, the package was unpacked, and Cheng Zhuqing's name was on it. ”

When the old lady heard this, she glanced up at Father Kang, lowered her eyelids again, and smiled.

"Hey, I'm talking a lot, too. Father Kang stood up, picked up the scarf with his hand, and circled it around, "Old sister-in-law, don't think about it, I mean, this person is gone, there are some things, you shouldn't be kept in the dark anymore, I'm not afraid of the old stream, he wants to blame, come to me in the middle of the night!"