Some life is like a meal, the history of struggle starts from inviting to eat, to the climax of eating, and eating alone means that the curtain call is about to end. Yang Mingwen seeks his life outside the dinner, of course, the dinner is also indispensable, Zeng Wenguang has invited him several times, but every time he refuses the dinner because of the dinner. Wen Duo went to the provincial capital, Rende went to Kangzhuang City to manage his father's fortune industry, Zhenbang Mining, Cang Liao was busy with his future, and Zi Feng was in the action of fighting gangsters and eliminating illegal activities, Mingwen commuted to work step by step, and the gathering between friends was almost none.

But Yue always couldn't get through Mingwen's phone, he didn't understand why Mingwen rejected her in such a way, she thought that her appearance, intelligence, and temperament should still be likeable, but why Mingwen was like this, could it be that everything she had was a pressure on Mingwen. No, she thought, since I love him so much, he also seems to love me, otherwise, two people without love can get along very plainly, and it is also natural, why does he have a plausible wandering feeling, which is enough to show that he loves me, so, I can take the initiative, there is no one in love who should take the initiative, who should be passive, anyway, it is all for love, then, everything we do for love is appropriate, as long as it does not hurt others, then everything we do is understandable. So, Ke Yue went to Mingwen's house, no, and went to Mingwen's parents' house. As soon as Keyue entered the door, Yang Mu's eyes emitted a soft light, and the light was full of indescribable excitement, and there was a natural liking hidden in this excitement, as if a wanderer who had been away for a long time suddenly returned.

"Auntie, is Mingwen at home?"

"This kid just went out, I thought I'd be looking for you. Keyue, come, sit down, I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

"Your aunt can't wait to see you every day." Mingwen's father came out of the bathroom and said, "Keyue, it's okay to come and sit often, let's have lunch with your aunt here today, right?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes, today, Keyue is here for lunch." After Yang's mother finished speaking, she turned around and said to Yang Xueyi: "Make a phone call and ask Mingwen to come back, and he won't stay at home on Saturday, so you will say that Keyue has come to find him, and he has to come back for a big matter, just say what I said." ”

"Auntie, I'll call Mingwen later."

"Sister Keyue!" Yang Mingruo was studying in the bedroom, and it sounded like Keyue was coming, so he opened the door and came out to see, and when he saw that it was really Keyue, he excitedly shouted: "Sister Keyue, you haven't been here for a few days, our family misses you." ”

"Mingruo, how is the review during this time, the college entrance examination will be in a few months, you should be full of confidence!"

"As soon as you come to my house, I feel very confident. So, as long as you come often, it should be barely possible to take the Peking University exam. ”

"If I can guarantee that you will be admitted to Peking University, then I will come every day, and I can rub the delicious food made by my aunt every day, why not."

"You come every day, my mother still can't hope for it, she can't wait for you to be our family now."

When Ke Yue heard Mingruo say this, her face couldn't help but flush slightly, and she saw Yang Mu's saying to Yang Mingruo: "What should I do, what should I do, don't talk here." Ming Ruo listened, stuck out his tongue to his mother, turned around and ran towards the bedroom, ran to the door and turned around and said to Ke Yue: "Sister, come and sit in my room later!" Then he entered the door.

"Auntie, let's go, I'll help you cook."

"How? It's not good to have rough hands, I hope our Keyue will always be the most beautiful, not to mention that your hands are cooking!? ”

"My hands are also hands, if I don't learn from you now, what will I use to coax other people's stomachs in the future. Do you know that if a woman can cook a good dish, it is amazing! ”

"That's right. Let's do it, you call Mingwen first, and then I'll teach you how to cook, do you say okay? ”

Keyue took out her mobile phone and dialed the phone in plaintext, but for a long time, no one answered. But Yue was stunned for a long time, and dialed again, but no one answered.

Mother Yang came out of the kitchen and saw Ke Yue staying there, so she said, "Why, Mingwen's mobile phone can't get through." This kid, his phone is just an ornament, I'll ask him another day what the phone is for. ”

"Auntie, maybe Mingwen was busy and didn't hear it, I'll call him again to take a look."

"Okay, let's try again. This kid is rarely willing to stay at home and have dinner with us now, and he seems to be busier than our prime minister. Keyue, then you can give him another one. ”

Ke Yue dialed the phone again, and the other party's bell rang, this bell seemed to be an endless piece of music, destined to ring like this, and it seemed that this bell was a short and short tune, maybe when it would stop abruptly, there was no time to think, it was accompanied by hope, and hope was oozing with frightening disappointment.

"Plaintext!" The other party finally connected the phone, but Yue had an uncontrollable excitement, she said: "Auntie wants you to come back for dinner, I don't know if you are free, so let me call and ask." Are you busy?

"Auntie? Which aunt are you? She asked me to come back for dinner, where to eat? Do we know each other? ”

"Your mother! I'm in your house. When will you come back, my uncle and aunt really want you to come back and have dinner together. ”

"Oh! I'm with my friends now. Mingwen soared and said, "I will only come back in the evening, and it is possible that I will not come back, and I will go back to my house directly, please tell them not to wait for me." If I'm free tomorrow, I'll go over for dinner tomorrow. ”

"Aren't you coming back?! I mean, are you going to see your parents after you get together with your friends? ”

"I don't know. I can't decide anything right now. Keyue, I'm answering the phone outside, and if it's okay, I'll have to go inside the house and make my friends wait, I'm embarrassed. ”

"It's okay."

"Goodbye!"

"Goodbye!" A kind of helplessness and loss knocked hard in Ke Yue's heart like a hammer, and suddenly, that is, at the moment when she finished saying "goodbye", she couldn't help but shout: "Mingwen." ”

"Hmm!" Mingwen was about to hang up, and when he heard that the other party was still talking, he asked, "Is there anything else?" ”

"Oh-" A kind of affection always makes people don't know how to open their mouths in time, afraid that when they do, it will be the burden of the other party, she tried to say in a relaxed and natural tone: "It's okay, it's just, everyone misses you, I miss you very much-" Keyue hung up, she had many words, and when she finished saying "I miss you very much", many words were insignificant, she seemed to get a kind of relief, but invisibly, melancholy rose faintly in her heart like a veil of mist, whether it was joy or sorrow, it was impossible to tell.

The other party hung up for a long time, and Mingwen Fang came back to his senses and put the phone in his pocket. It's been a long time since I've seen Ke Yue, Mingwen thought, how long, weeks, months, I can't tell, time cracked a deep gully between him and her, the floating cold mist seeped a layer of ice crystals in the marrow of people, you can see what, what can you say, what can you do, all, fate is destined to be a mistake, in the face of a mistake, everything means pain, no matter where you go, pain is doomed, all choices will make us carry an unspeakable, unbearable heavy ......

"Mingwen, it's time to eat."

"Oh! Here it comes. ”

"Is there anything important?" Wen Guang had read Mingwen twice when he arrived at the door, and both times he was there talkingly, but the third time he came and saw him standing there alone, like a withered plant standing in the wind, so he asked with great concern.

"It's nothing, it's just a meal." When Mingwen said this, a bitter smile inadvertently swept away from the corner of his eyebrows very quickly, and it was too late for people to notice. He thought, why can't I be happier, didn't I come here today to start over? Well, he thought, let's take it easy, how much wonderful things are to lose if life is too burdensome, or take it easy, at least for now.

The two of them came to the living room while talking and laughing, and the dishes were already on the table. Zeng Zijin said: "What is so happy, say it and share it together." ”

"Talking about dinner." Wen Guang said: "We are sighing, where there is life, there is a meal, and where there is a meal, there are rivers and lakes. ”

"So are we a meal?" Zijin asked with a round question and mischievous eyes.

"Look, Mingwen."

"Of course it is! Are we mortal too? However, we call it self-absorption. ”

"Alright! Let's all get ready to eat. Brother, you have to drink something. ”

"Of course, otherwise it's called a dinner. Plaintext, what do you say to drink? ”

"Whatever. It's better not to be liquor, though. ”

"That's the beer." After Wen Guang finished speaking, he instructed the nanny to take four bottles from the refrigerator first.

Mingwen is very puzzled, obviously there is a restaurant, why should it be carried out in the living room, so there is an elegant dining room that does not really make people feel that it is contempt for the mood. What makes Mingwen even more puzzled is that from the moment she entered the door to the present, she has never seen Zijin move her body at all, let alone polite humility, and with her temperament and cultivation, this should not be her doing.

"Come, let's have a drink first, even if it's a toast for all of us to meet and meet in a sea of six billion people. Zijin, you just give the meaning of white water. Wen Guang raised his glass as he spoke, Mingwen immediately responded, and Zijin also picked up the water cup. The two men cleanly poured a glass of wine into their stomachs, Zijin looked at their heroic hands and raised their heads, her eyes revealed an indescribable pride, she thought that her brother was more handsome and tall, and Mingwen was the kind of person who exuded a unique charm, where was the charm, just like the feeling of lying on the green lawn and quietly looking at the blue sky, quiet, comfortable, but infinitely intoxicated. Mingwen will always consciously or unconsciously examine Zijin very quickly but carefully, he can't help but make a distinction between Keyue and Zijin, both of them are full of youth, like a mast of verdant green, tall, thin, vigorous, warm and with a trace of indescribable wildness, unique from the same kind, with a distinct thought of the reed, but the two people have a very different difference in a certain place, where, Zijin is like a valley in the orchid, the temperament is pure and not polluted by the world, but the moon is like a lotus, penetrating the world has a unique high standardIt seems like something no one else can ever achieve. Zeng Wenguang kept beckoning Mingwen to eat, and frequently raised his glass, he did not forget to seize the opportunity to observe the two of them, his gaze swept over his cousin always left a kind of love and shallow worry, and when his gaze wandered over Mingwen, he couldn't help but slightly reveal a kind of expectation and a certain kind of comfort that this expectation will be realized.

At the dinner table, they talked about poetry casually, and from poetry to Browning, and from Browning to Mrs. Browning, and from Mrs. Browning to Madame Browning, when she was a girl, she loved to ride horses, and from her falling from the horse, she had to be in a wheelchair.

"However, I think she is a lucky girl because love has attached to her." Expressed views on this matter.

"Love, the best medicine in the world, it can anesthetize, it can treat, it can poison, everything it can think of, it can reach."

"I don't agree with everything my brother said, what does it mean that it can be poisoned?" Zijin said.

"What I mean by this is that love is both powerful and constructive, but at the same time, it is immeasurably destructive. Heck, that is, the charm of love is great. My stupid little girl, you get what I'm saying. ”

"I don't understand." Zijin said while glancing at Wen Guang.

"Come, we should make a toast to love!" Plain text proposed. So everyone raised their glasses.

Although there were few people at the dinner, the atmosphere was very good, and this atmosphere lasted until long after the meal, until they said goodbye to each other, and everyone was still unsatisfied, and they hated to get together today.

Back at his parents' house, Ke Yue has already left. Mom said, "Mingwen, but I waited for you for a long time, and I helped me cook, but I didn't see you come back." I can tell you, don't know how to cherish it all day long. ”

"I know."

"I know you don't care."

"I absolutely care about what I should care about. Okay, Mom, I'll go into the room. Where's Dad? ”

"It's like you have no liver or lungs! I asked him to drive to deliver Keyue. ”

The text of the text comes to say, it is cheaper to take a supermarket. But he had already reached the door of the bedroom, and after a slight pause, he went into the room and closed the door to turn on the computer. Zijin had asked to add him as a friend, and he agreed, so the other party sent him a poem:

"Your and my lives are like meeting each other

Whose sigh is this, as long as my years?

On the banks of that river, whose fingertips will be able to pass through a vine of water and grass

Pick up the lost rhyme and make the ancient poems young again

And I, standing on the loneliness of the reeds of life, waited

Like a kingfisher, looking at a fish that swims away,

It will pass by in the middle of the night, or, at dawn

So, I waited at all the junctions and lived by the water

Looking forward to the visit of a soul, with his deep affection ringing the silence of my firewood

My youth is limited, and I am afraid that my lonely figure will be reflected in the evening evening

If you meet, please be destined to live with you and me

I want to age with pride, and aging is a gentle sweetness

I have nothing to do, but I have lived my life in vain

Zijin"

At the end, Zijin said on the Internet:

"I hope you enjoy this poem, and I hope that we will have more opportunities to meet in the future. Everything today is the greatest happiness that God has given me in my life, and I hope to leave this happiness for tomorrow, so put what I want to say today on the Internet tomorrow. ”

Mingwen watched the QQ avatar darken, and he thought, it's okay, it's not a bad thing to learn to trickle down. He browsed the news of the day, and wanted to lie in bed and read, so he simply turned off the computer. He picked up a book on the table, only to find that there was a piece of paper pressed under the book, and he picked up the paper, which read:

Waiting for you ahead

Reading your "Going Home", the idea is quite new, and the plot is ups and downs, which really makes people feel infinite life. However, while I feel your unique understanding of life, I also feel a trace of pessimistic disappointment in your uncontrollable life,—— which is exactly what we should not have at our age, so allow me to present this unpolished poem to you, and I hope it will not annoy you.

Life is like this, happy, or sad

And our hearts are always filled with hope in hope

Tomorrow, there will be a light rain, or a storm of rain

Hold an oil umbrella, my world alone with you free and serene

The future lies ahead, and there is always hope ahead of the front

Whether it's muddy or not, there's my gentle arm where I slipped

And my eyes are full of longing, your future, my faith

Wind and rain are far away, facing the sea, and the heart and heart pass through the loneliness of the ups and downs

Waiting for you, waiting for a future, it's ahead

The rainbow is a testimony that passes through my today and arrives at your tomorrow

Drink all of today, with your laughter, or my tears

Waiting for you, ahead, there is me, and there are two hearts chasing dreams together

Can be monthly

I read the text four or five times in a row, and wrote at the bottom of the paper: A true woman with affection and righteousness, a cowardly husband without courage and virtue. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, and I went to bed with the book in my arms.