That day, by chance, when Sula and her mother came home, her father was sleeping in the room, and her mother walked over and picked up the clothes that her father had thrown on the bed casually, hung them on the hanger one by one, and complained in her mouth, "Why does it smell so much?" ”

Although she complained like this, there was a hint of a smile on her mother's eyebrows.

Before eleven o'clock, Sula smelled the smell of rice in the kitchen, which she hadn't smelled for a long time, Sula leaned against the door and watched her mother busy herself, watching her mother busy herself into a spinning top, she stepped forward and helped her mother peel garlic.

When Sura put the bowl and came out, he saw his father poking his head out to take a look, and when he saw Sula, he said, "Lara is back." ”

Like the beginning, it was still her father, but she swallowed her saliva, and wanted to call her father, it's time to eat, but the words came to her lips, and finally it was just an oh to finish.

After becoming more and more unfamiliar, I will hesitate when the words that used to come out of my mouth are shouted.

"I won't eat, I'll go first." The father's fluttering words diluted the joy on the face of the mother, who had been busy for a long time.

Sura pursed her lips, saw the disappointment on her mother's face, and finally opened her mouth and said, "Mom has been busy all morning, so let's eat a few bites." ”

Sura's father hesitated, got up and walked to the dining table, but he looked a little cramped and uneasy, at this moment, the home treated Sura's father as if it were a hotel, a place to stay occasionally.

The meal was quiet, no one spoke from beginning to end, and Sula felt that the rice that her mother had made that day was very dry.

After eating, Sura's father drove the car out of the garage, her mother was washing dishes in the kitchen silently, she walked to the door, her mobile phone ringtone was the one she had just changed recently - "Only Feelings for You", when the ringtone of the mobile phone rang, Sula's mother, who was washing the dishes, turned her face to look at her, Sura suddenly felt that she should do something, probably this song, or maybe it was her mother's eyes, obviously she couldn't do anything, but she still wanted to try.

When Sula's father drove the car out, he saw Sura in the middle of the road, he slowly lowered the speed of the car, and the window of the car was also slowly lowered, she looked down and saw her father's license plate number, which was like his mobile phone number, which had long been memorized.

"Lala, what's wrong?" He asked, poking his head out.

Sula didn't answer, but walked step by step to her father's car window, looking at the once familiar face, smiling at her, but she couldn't hold the corners of her mouth.

"Help my mother send a bicycle to school and then go, how can a woman send it over without a car." She put her hands in her pockets, looked at her father, and said in a cold voice.

Sura's father's face showed a slightly stunned expression, "Bicycle? ”

"You gave it to me before, but now I have to rely on myself, and I can't drive, so I bought a bicycle."

Sura sat in the car, watching her father push the bicycle and her mother walking beside her father, like countless college lovers, what the two were talking on the road, she couldn't hear it, but she could tell whether they were happy or sad from the look on their faces.

Sura's father drove very slowly, and when he passed the traffic light, he unconsciously looked at Sura's mother through the rearview mirror, and then lit a cigarette for himself.

"I haven't ridden it in such a long time, will I still ride it?"

Sula's mother was stunned for a moment, then she looked up at her father, who was smoking, and said, "Yes." ”

She was also cautious in answering her husband's questions.

Sura's father looked at his wife in the rearview mirror, that face, the conversation just now, brought his memory back to the college days at that time, Sura's mother was sitting on his bicycle at that time, the smile on her face was flying in the wind, and now, sitting in the car, her face was full of sorrow, and she couldn't get rid of it.

"At that time, I taught you to ride." After a long time, Sura's father turned the steering wheel, "It seems that the technology is not very good." ”

Sura's mother's eyes were red, "Oh, how good it was then. ”

When she said this, the car was quiet again, and Sura's father lost the look of genius on his face and looked away from the rearview mirror, Sura's mother knew that she had said something wrong again, and that her relationship with Sura's father had been getting worse and worse since Sula became sensible.

Like a broken jade, she held the splinters and didn't know how to fix them.

Sura's father took the bike out of the trunk and said, "Ride it slower." ”

Sura's mother smiled lightly, did not speak, and looked at him in a daze as he held the handlebar, but did not dare to step forward to push the cart.

Sura's father stood there watching his wife slowly push her bicycle past him, and then he turned his face to look at Sura, who was standing there watching him.

"Lala, I don't have enough money to talk to Dad."

Sula didn't take his smile, just gathered his clothes and said very coldly, "What else can you give me besides money." ”

The road on campus is very empty, there are not many people, she pushes the car, walks very slowly, he and Chen Meili have been in the same boat for 20 years, the days are bitter and sweet, Chen Meili can be both inside and outside, maybe that's it, sometimes she has a big temper, over the years, he has always accommodated her.

Sometimes, he even wondered why he had broken such a peaceful life.

Sula also left as he turned.

He sat in the car, lit a cigarette faintly, his wife's shadow was no longer visible, why did he and his wife get to this point, in the final analysis, in fact, it was his fault.

Today, hearing Sula say this, he suddenly wanted to continue to go back to this home, and Chen Meili seemed to forgive him, but when he thought like this, the phone rang.

"Dear ......" Hearing this, he couldn't help but move his mobile phone away from his ear a little, Chen Meili in his memory has never called him like this, even when the two are in love, if Chen Meili really calls him like this, it must be sincere, it's just that the young people now, when he says it like this, he seems to be more frivolous.

In his mind, he kept recalling the car that Chen Meili had just bought, and he suddenly worried that his wife would have any accidents when she rode a bicycle, and more importantly, he remembered all kinds of riding a bicycle with his wife back then, it was like a vine, along that vine, he seemed to touch more, remembered a lot of the past, Chen Meili accompanied him for 20 years, but also left too many memories.

When a person has a certain idea, sometimes, God seems to be deliberately matching, and things start to continue even if your thoughts are settled