After a while, Du Juan invited Wenzhu back to tea, and the location was still "Fate Sky", saying that the atmosphere was good and it was not far from her hospital. Wenzhu arrived as promised.

"Which tall female colleague are you?" Wen Zhu asked, moving his uncomfortable position.

"Something. ”

"Which bald photographer are you?"

"Photography. ”

The two of them smiled knowingly, filtering out the distractions around them, as if the two were burdens.

"I'm returning the book today. The cuckoo pulled out the book "The Siege" from his satchel.

"It's okay if you don't. The two books are good together. As soon as he spoke, Wenzhu regretted it.

"You rummaged through my drawer?"

"I reported it truthfully, and I saw it by accident. The drawer was empty, and the two books lay quite amicably, and there were two coins next to them, it was as simple as that. ”

"Who is the cloud?"

"College classmates. ”

"Why did I give you a book?"

"This。。。。。。 This one...... Maybe it's curiosity, maybe it's classmates, maybe it's 。。。。。。 ”

"Maybe she's interested in you. The cuckoo giggled as he spoke.

After marriage, Dong Mei also entangled in this problem, maybe a woman is born with a vinegar jar, even if it is overturned, it will overshadow other vinegar flavors. The right vinegar flavor is good for a man's health and self-confidence.

Feng Xiaoyun is a classmate of Wenzhu University, and he has always had a crush on Wenzhu, and he wanted to express it to him when he graduated. It happened that Dong Mei came to Wenzhu's side, and she didn't even have a chance to express herself, so she was so angry that she asked someone to send this copy of "Siege of the City" to Wenzhu, and followed the people who loved her to Xinjiang. Wen Zhu held the book, except for a little surprise, he didn't feel anything else.

The year before last, Feng Xiaoyun and his wife went on a business trip to Longcheng, and Wenzhu invited them to a banquet, and even joked with Dong Mei that it was not a loss to use a book for a big meal. Dong Mei said, no loss, calmed the turmoil in my heart. It made Wenzhu very frightened, and he didn't know whether it was true or not. Of course, these inconsistencies and bamboos will not be spoken to and listened to by the cuckoo.

"Then you want to send me a book to try, so that I can relive it, isn't that feeling?"

"Thinking about beauty, this feeling is far from remembering. However, I still have a lot of fate with Yangzhou, and I have been there a few times. At that time, my boyfriend was studying at Yangzhou Business School, which should be the same age as you, and he also graduated in '95.

"I remember the last time I went to Yangzhou was at the end of May in '95, I met a girl on the train, who also went to Yangzhou to meet her boyfriend, and we had a good chat. Originally, we went to Yangzhou together, and a classmate asked me to go to Zhenjiang to play, I got out of the car in advance, and the girl exchanged phone calls, but accidentally the number paper was washed when washing clothes.

"I've been thinking about it. The girl said she would contact me, but there was no news. Hehe, why am I talking about this? It's been almost ten years in the blink of an eye. The cuckoo was full of emotion.

"Maybe that girl is like you, and she has also washed her phone number. By the way, what's your boyfriend's name? Maybe I know him? We were in touch with the merchant college folks, and we played a game of ball. ”

"Yes, he likes football, his name is Lu Qingsong. ”

Wen Zhu didn't pay attention to the tone of the cuckoo's voice, nor did he pay attention to her eye circles, only the three words "Lu Qingsong" were circling like an eagle in his mind, and there was no matching face.

Wen Zhu instantly remembered one thing, that time the football was played quite fiercely, and the two sides almost fought, but a person who looked very similar to himself came out to stop the dispute in time, and the situation did not deteriorate. He Xiangdong also said, Wenzhu, that guy is simply your twin brother. Only then did Wen Zhu remember his name, called Lu Qingsong. Unexpectedly, he was Cuckoo's boyfriend.

"Lu Qingsong, there is a relationship, there is almost no difference in height from me, and my classmates said that they are my stand-in. How is he now?"

"He's fine in heaven. The cuckoo sobbed.

Heaven? Wen Zhu knew that this time she was in trouble and caused her sadness, how could a good person go to heaven? What kind of stand-in, am I the stand-in for which one in heaven?

Looking at the cuckoo again, tears flowed down her face, sobbing softly, and her bright clothes were trembling. Wen Zhu handed over the tissue paper. After a while, the cuckoo controlled his emotions and wiped away his tears. Maybe the azalea after the tears is more moving, just like the pear blossom after the rain, it needs more pity.

"It's a gaffe, and it makes you laugh. In fact, my bubbly exterior concealed my fragile heart. ”

"You are a man of temperament, like that hibiscus, you naturally decorate, and you don't have to blame yourself. It's me, who reminds you of the past. ”

"When I was a child, my house was not far from the railway. I often sit not far away, watching the speeding trains come and go, and I always feel that the long carriage is carrying my dreams. People are on the road, cars are on the tracks, and there is always temptation ahead.

"When there is no train, I will also face the wind and open my arms along the tracks, the shiny rails have been stretching forward, extending into the distance, I always feel that my dream is in the distance, but unfortunately the person who accompanied me has died. ”

The strongest tea can't melt the pain in the happiness. Talking is sometimes not a bad thing, Wen Zhu was afraid that she would cry again, so she prepared tissue paper in advance.

When the cuckoo saw it, he smiled bitterly and said, "I'm hypocritical, but it's not made of water." Aomatsu and I were junior high school classmates, and we established a relationship when he graduated from my health school and entered college. Originally, I had made an appointment to hold wine on the eighth day of the first month of the first month of '96, but the wedding cards were scattered.

"But on New Year's Eve, something happened to Qingsong. He and his best classmate Lu Baisong came back from a business trip in Zhejiang, and drank with the customer in the evening. He was a little dizzy, and Lu Bai let go of the car. When I was in Yixing, the brakes failed, Lu Baisong jumped out of the car and was injured, and my husband fell asleep in the co-pilot, but I can imagine that the disaster was devastating.

"When I arrived with my grandparents, he was lying in the hospital dying, looking at the ceiling, waiting for something. I held his hand tightly and told him to hold on and said I was pregnant with his blood. With tears in his eyes, he tried his best to say only three words: 'Lu Baisong. 'Go west.' His eyes stared at the ceiling, as if he had been wronged.

Lu Baisong blamed himself in another hospital bed. I cried with my grandparents and grandmothers in the dark, and I died and came back to life. Grandpa and grandma are old children, a factory has just been handed over to Qingsong, and now the white hair is black, and the infinite sorrow comes.

"I'm even more out of my body, rice doesn't go in, if it weren't for the persuasion of Lu Songbai and my parents, I would also want to die, and there will be a good response on Qingsong Huangquan Road.

"When I sobered up, I realized that seeking death was the most cowardly manifestation. Whether it is a man or a woman, even if it is a freak, I will give birth to Qingsong's flesh and bones, raise adults, and let the Lu family have successors, maybe that is the best explanation for Qingsong.

"Actually, before the green pine accident, I had several identical dreams, dreaming that the green green pine was poured into black pine with asphalt. Who is so immoral in his dreams?

"After Qingsong went, this home was supported by Lu Baisong. I am determined to be born to be the Lu family and die to be the ghost of the Lu family, and I am not willing to leave.

"Someone persuaded me to remarry, and I said that I wouldn't remarry another day, unless someone was willing to intervene in the door and support my grandfather and grandmother and the villain in my belly, and the villain must have the surname Lu. There is really someone who is willing to take on this responsibility, he is Qingsong's best buddy Lu Baisong.

"Lu Baisong, a native of Hunan, is a poor scholar from the ravine. The family has an income of a few hundred yuan a year, and in order to provide for his schooling, the family owes a lot of debt. He is a classmate of Qingsong University, lives in a dormitory, has a similar height, and has a one-word difference in name, the two are very good, and they are called brothers. Qingsong has a factory, and he is generous, and he often helps Lu Baisong. After graduation, he took him back to Longcheng City to develop together in his own factory.

"He wanted to finish the road that Qingsong hadn't finished. My wedding with him went ahead as scheduled, but the groom was not my beloved, Qingsong. I didn't know anything about him, and I didn't have any emotion in my heart at the time except gratitude.

"After marriage, he took good care of me, and after Wushuang was born, he regarded it as if he had come out, loved him, and redoubled his filial piety to his grandfather and grandmother, and the company was also managed in an orderly manner. The family is affectionate and harmonious, like a ship on the right route.

Five years later, Ah Gong completely let go and completely handed over the factory to Lu Baisong, and the legal representative was replaced by him. I can't imagine that the people who love us for five years will fall in love with gambling, fall in love with gambling, and suffer for a lifetime.

"When a man is rich, he learns badly, Lu Baisong has not escaped this spell, and sometimes he goes to prostitution. There is no essential difference between gambling and drug abuse, it will only get deeper and deeper, I am really worried that one day my family will be ruined, how can I explain to the green pine of heaven?

"That's four years. Although he still loves my daughter as much as ever, I am a stranger to him, and he ignores my grandparents and grandparents. My grandfather and grandmother wanted to cry without tears, and the factory had to be taken care of by my gray-haired old grandfather.

"I just worked unwillingly, numb myself, and forgot something. I was afraid to go home, afraid to see that deformed face, but I had to go home again because there were daughters and grandparents at home. I watched "The Siege" many times, but I couldn't get rid of the shackles of marriage, and I couldn't jump out of the fire pit that buried my life and passion.

"I want to divorce him, but I'm afraid that others will laugh at me, I'm afraid of hurting Wushuang, I'm afraid that he will take away the family property, and I'm even more afraid that someone will say that I will bully outsiders. I hesitated to get by, like on a hopeless ship, with no edge in sight. Qingsong, what should I do?"

The cuckoo's helpless eyes stared at Wen Zhu tightly, Wen Zhu woke up, the cuckoo called Qingsong, not himself.

Wen Zhu seemed to bow down to Qingsong, got up and walked over, gently stroked Du Juan's hair, raised her chin again, and said pityingly: "Juan, with me, all suffering will pass." ”

But in fact, Wenzhu's butt didn't leave the bench at all, it was just an idea, whether it was Wenzhu's or Qingsong's, and the person concerned Wenzhu couldn't tell.

A woman's hesitation is like duckweed, floating and uncertain. When people are emotional, perhaps verbal persuasion is less effective than listening. Just like the flood, as long as a reasonable outlet is found to discharge the flood, the danger is removed.

The cuckoo regards Wenzhu as an outlet, as a friend, and as a stand-in for the green pine. I didn't expect her fate to be so unlucky, at this time, Wen Zhu in addition to being silent, silently listening (if allowed to borrow a shoulder), is to hold the tissue paper and wait, waiting for the downpour of the cuckoo. But he was wrong, a person will not shed tears when his heart is broken and his heart dies.

Wen Zhu silently sat with her, waited for her to take a sip of tea, and then came to her senses before she spoke: "I'm not afraid that I can't be relied on, spread your tragic fate all over the world, and then you will have to hate me for the rest of your life." ”

"When I first saw you, I thought you were the reincarnation of Qingsong, and Qingsong is not that kind of person. ”

"Cuckoo, please, help me take off the stinky skin of the stand-in as soon as possible. It's okay to play a supporting role, but it's really not good to be a stand-in. ”

"It's up to you. "The cuckoo's smile is brighter than the flower, and probably the sadness has fallen on the previous platform of life.

"Look at my performance? When I was a child, I was a good student, an advanced individual worker in the unit, and a model husband at home. ”

"That's your personal honor, and I don't have anything to do with it. ”

"Shall I pour you a cup of tea?"

"I'll fall. ”

"Where can I help you carry the gas?"

"My house is natural gas. ”

"Shall I accompany you to a movie?" As soon as the words came out, Wen Zhu regretted it, what words are not easy to make up, if you want to talk about watching a movie, isn't that self-defeating?

"One game is not enough. ”

was so frightened that Wen Zhu didn't dare to answer, for fear that he would be tied up as soon as he promised, and he would lose his freedom.

"Wenzhu, I'm kidding you. Aren't you scared and angry?"

"No, no. I was thinking about which was more important, 'watching a movie' or 'being a stand-in'. "Wenzhu is sloppy.

"Which do you say is more important?"

"It doesn't really matter, as long as you're happy, it's all important. ”

"Why do you think that?"

"Because you already regard me as a friend, how can I think of outsiders?

couldn't think of this sentence, which caused the cuckoo's crystal tears, Wenzhu panicked again, and hurriedly pulled the facial paper.

"No, it's a tear of happiness, you have to keep it. ”

"Then let's go to the movies while we're happy, right?"

"No, Wenzhu. Go back and say hello to Xiao Tianyu. Thank you. ”

Wen Zhu thought to himself, for the sake of family harmony, it is better to say hello, but the word thank you is so heavy that people can't afford it. The rhododendron is as bright as the famous flower, sometimes the personality is like it, sometimes it is more like a lilac, there is a melancholy flowing between the eyebrows, there is a fragility in the heart is hesitating, and kindness is like the fragrance of flowers.

For a while, Wen Zhu often had the same dream: a weak girl carrying a heavy bag on her back ran alone along the shiny railroad tracks, and in the distance was a dark forest. A pair of helpless eyes, how can I not see her face clearly.

At the end of April, Wenzhu went to work in the city, and when he returned, it rained, and Wenzhu took shelter from the rain under the eaves. I caught a glimpse of a few lilacs blooming in the park across the road, because of the wind and rain, it was misty and could not be seen up close, but its swaying was still clearly visible in the wind and rain.

For a while, Wenzhu felt that it was not the cloves that were swaying, but the cuckoos. Touching the scene, Wen Zhu couldn't help but send a text message to the cuckoo: "It rains when I miss you / I miss you when it rains / You are a blooming lilac / I gaze affectionately // I want to be close to you / But I am afraid of the eyes of the world / I look in the rain / I look at the lilacs in the rain / open melancholy." ”

There was no trace of ambiguity and crooked thoughts in his heart, but later Dongsheng said that no matter how he read, there were ambiguous and distracting thoughts, and Wenzhu was speechless. Thousands of people have thousands of meanings, this is the charm of Chinese poetry.

Du Juan replied quickly: "My pen name is Lilac, how do you know? But I like this little poem. ”

Wen Zhu looked at the sky helplessly, and replied with such a text message: "If there is really a God in this world, then I will admit that I am the reincarnation of Qingsong." ”