But how did she come to this, I became more and more curious about her, and raised my eyes to look at Zhang Ruolei. But seeing the latter's head slightly sideways, his eyes slightly narrowed, staring at his mother intently, there were puzzles and doubts in his expression, but more regrets were still there.

Suddenly the picture scroll unfolded in front of my eyes, when I was a child and a young child, Zhang Ruolei, when he saw whether his mother was like this. There are puzzles and doubts, but more regrets. Why can't his mom be like other people's moms?

I thought of Huaiping again.

His mind suddenly became heavy, and he began to be silent, and his eyes looked out intently, and the courtyard was scattered, and the green plants were all tall and leafy, with flowers and grass, and pavilions, but there was no freedom or happiness.

If I hadn't been in it, if I had passed by here, I would have thought that this place was dressed in gold and silver, and it was the palace of a rich family, a place that temporarily avoided the hustle and bustle in the troubled times, and was very beautiful and enjoyable.

Now that I am in the middle of it, I know that some people even if they own the whole world, but they seem to have lost more.

There is no fulfillment in life.

I turned around, clenched Zhang Ruolei's hand, and then raised my head, my eyes climbed all the way up along his side, and I saw his eyes shining in my eyes, and I unconsciously wanted to cry. I've always thought of him as just a stupid man with a lot of money, but in fact, he doesn't live as willfully as I do.

Zhang Ruolei turned his head and avoided my eyes.

Aunt Zhang came over and called the old lady over for breakfast, in fact, it was nearly 3 o'clock in the afternoon at this moment, she saw Aunt Zhang, but she was not afraid, she was docile for a while, and she lost her temper for a while, saying that she would eat this again, I don't want it.

Talk and behave like a child.

Zhang Ruolei and I looked at each other, and we both knew the subtext in each other's hearts.

The old lady's performance proves that Aunt Zhang is reliable, and she waits well, so she must not be impatient or abuse anyone while others are unprepared.

In recent years, there are fewer and fewer people and things that are reassuring.

A few people sat down, everyone moved, and it was more lively for more people to eat, not to mention the long interval in between, in fact, everyone was a little hungry, and Zhang Ruolei and I ate until we sweated slightly on our foreheads, as if we had been hungry for a long time, and we didn't eat at all.

He ate without covering his mouth, saying that the amount of exercise was too much.

My cheeks flushed slightly when I heard this, and I just buried my head in the rice.

After not eating for a while, the old lady's expression began to be unclear again, her name was Zhang Ruolei, and she said, "Fusheng." ”

I was stunned, and the others behaved indifferently, as if they were used to seeing this kind of scene. The old lady took a bite of food for her son and said, "Fusheng, I'm working overtime tonight!" ”

Zhang Ruolei raised his head and smiled at his mother.

"No, I'll be with you."

The old lady pointed with her chin.

"Fusheng, who is she?"

Zhang Ruolei was stunned for a moment.

"You brought her home, what the hell are you thinking of me?"

The table was lifted in an instant. Of course, the old lady's strength was not enough, she lifted it, she didn't lift it, she didn't wait for her second lift to make a move, Aunt Zhang had already put her arm around her shoulders and walked softly to comfort her.

It's nothing more than a child's nonsense, but most of the old ladies can listen to it. It's just a little unwilling, and I look back at the table from time to time. While looking around, he called "Fusheng, Fusheng".

Zhang Ruolei put down the dishes and chopsticks, and I lost my appetite.

When he saw that I was no longer eating, he did not want to go. Pick up the chopsticks again.

I said, "If you can't eat it, forget it, don't accommodate me." ”

Zhang Ruolei slowly put down the chopsticks, Aunt Zhang coaxed the old lady to take medicine, and after a while, she fell asleep again, Zhang Ruolei and I stood at the head of her bed, I said that it is not a matter to fall asleep like this all the time. Can't you send it to a specialized hospital?

He didn't move, he didn't speak. Aunt Zhang let out a long sigh.

I thought that the Zhangjia Gaomen compound was afraid of the lack of light on the face. Pulled Zhang Ruolei and told him that you look at Huaiping, it's not very good now, do you remember how you persuaded me to send Huaiping away?

When Zhang heard this, he suddenly became excited, and I saw that his lips began to tremble and his hands became cold.

"Wakare!"

I was terrified.

He turned and walked away. I wanted to catch up, but Aunt Zhang stopped me.

I thought she had something to say to me, but she just shook her head at me and said that it would be nice to let him be alone.

She leaned down and reached out to brush the old lady's quilt, and a fold was smoothed by her again and again.

Zhang Ruolei didn't know which room I went, I wandered around the garden alone, sometimes sitting on an outdoor bench, my mind was wild, I felt that I was thinking a lot, but I didn't know what I was thinking.

I used to think that I was the protagonist of fate, and my story was wonderful or tragic enough, but I didn't expect that under your seemingly calm appearance, there were so many hidden things.

The wind blows, and the leaves of the unknown tall green plants collide with each other and make a cheerful sound. Occasionally, birds shuttle in the shadows of trees, and butterflies wander in the shadows of flowers. Knowing that they were screaming recklessly on the tree, and if you looked closely, the lifelike cicadas were clinging to the thick branches, and they looked a little hideous.

The original road is a good place to be a paradise, but it hides the sorrow that is unknown and not enough for outsiders.

At four o'clock, Aunt Zhang invited me to drink tea, and Zhang Ruolei sat lazily on the sofa in the spacious living room, with a small snack in front of him, cookies, milk tea, and a large glass of juice. I walked over and sat down against his body, and Zhang Ruolei stretched out a hand and gently hugged me.

We didn't speak for a long time, I could only hear each other's breathing, his chest was quiet and rhythmic together, my eyelids were heavy little by little, and I fell asleep on my stomach.

There was no dream in his sleep, and when he woke up, he looked up and saw him. He was looking at me gently, and his posture had not changed.

It would be nice if it was like this. But when people come to this world for a lifetime, they are like with fate, with tasks, and with a purpose, and no one can ask fate to raise their noble hands.

Tomorrow is Monday, and we have to go back to the city this evening, and the new day that makes people fear and long, is beckoning to everyone with malicious intentions, and we are eagerly looking forward to it, thinking that tomorrow will have candy to eat, and tomorrow will always be happier than today. When I grew up, I found that most of the time, tomorrow is more dangerous than today, and there are some people who live a life that is actually the same day, so what is tomorrow?

In the darkness, I sighed faintly in his arms, Zhang Ruolei touched my head with his hand, comforted me over and over again, and his lips were warm and moist on my forehead. I reached through his T-shirt and put my arms around his waist.

Aunt Zhang came down from the upstairs lightly, smiled and asked us, are you awake?

I smiled embarrassedly, so I quickly propped up my upper body with my elbows, sat down, and pulled my hair together with both hands, tied it into a ponytail at the back of my head, and then coiled it into a bun.

Aunt Zhang said, the meal is ready, eat before leaving.

Zhang Ruolei and I got up, went upstairs, and went to his mother's bedroom first, the old man had already woken up, but he was staring at the ceiling blankly, and there was no reaction when we came in.

He didn't think it was strange, and he just stared at his mother blankly. I couldn't see through the emotions his eyes wanted to express, so I had to stay with him silently.

Life is hard, and we all need such a companion. At first, I should have had a misunderstanding about marriage, I thought that marriage was a man and a woman who had love, and then compared the conditions of both parties, and when they thought it was suitable, they would be together, have a child, raise the child to adulthood, and then bring grandchildren.

Not really. Marriage should be two wandering souls, two helpless hearts, leaning together, giving each other strength, warmth, how difficult and dangerous, turning their heads to see each other, they can still hold on, there is hope, and there are thoughts.

At that moment, I felt that I was in love with Zhang Ruolei. Particularly formal.

I want to have him in my life, always have, and accompany him.

Ups and downs, gains and losses, I want to be with him, I don't want to leave, I will feel that life is not fun without him, and if I leave me, he may feel the same way.

He has many women?

I don't think, I think, for so many years, he's the only one with me.

Aunt Zhang said, Miss Mei, don't be afraid, we are all used to it, the old lady is like this, she will make trouble in the morning, sing at noon, and be stunned at night. That's how the day goes up, from strong to weak.

I laughed and said I wasn't afraid.

When I said this, I raised my eyes and glanced at Zhang Ruolei, who was also turning around to look at me and laughing.

I turned to Aunt Zhang and said that it was you, you have worked hard.

Aunt Zhang hooked her head slightly and smiled shyly.

Zhang Ruolei stretched out his hand to me and smiled. I shook his arm and looked up at him.

Ask what you are laughing at?

He pursed his lips and didn't speak.

A few of us walked out of the old man's room, the Peugeot decent door closed behind us, and went downstairs, Zhang Ruolei whispered to me in the stairs, just now he spoke like a hostess!

I pinched him by the arm, and he ducked.

He and I hadn't had a full meal all day, and we were hungry. Aunt Zhang's craftsmanship is exquisite, and the taste of the food is worthy of our stomachs, she saw us eating so much, standing next to her eyebrows and smiling, and even said, next time, next time, every time he comes alone, he will not stay for so long.

But when will it be next?

Why is the old lady like this?

Since when?

I want to ask, there is curiosity, but in fact, it is more about caring. But he also understands that if he wants to tell me one day, he will tell me without me asking.

Don't you tell me, is it because he still treats me as an outsider, or does he not want me to bear all those pains with him? But if he doesn't say it, I will only have more groundless speculation and will only think wildly.

The car drove into the night, and the dark night covered the wheel corridor of the car. First the trails, then the roads, then the highways. Zhang Ruolei didn't say anything along the way, only drove silently, but insisted on driving with only one hand, and the other hand kept holding my hand. I pushed him away and said that at night, it was dark, and you should be careful when driving.

He doesn't say yes, and he doesn't say no. After a while, I came to the door with a familiar car. Dialed twice, and it was up to him. When they got home, it was almost late at night, and the two of them washed and slept.

He fell asleep before me, looking at his face in the dark, it felt so close, but it seemed so far away, he frowned when he fell asleep, why didn't he notice it before? I reached out to help him wipe away his frowning brow, my fingers almost touching his skin, and I was afraid of startling his dreams.

I laughed at myself, people say that I see a beauty under the lamp, a beauty under the moon, I am a woman, I look at a man under the moon, and I actually see it with relish, I was with Huaihai before, this scene has never been. Have I ever loved Huaihai? I only remember those sadness, and then the sadness became blurred.