As I walked towards the school gate, I looked down and asked, "Tell Mom, why didn't the teacher let you draw?" ”

Mi Li replied sullenly, "I don't know how to draw." ”

"Didn't the teacher demonstrate on the blackboard?"

"I did, but Mr. Zhou said that I should paint according to my parents, and I would only draw myself and my mother, not my father, because I didn't know what my father looked like."

Mi Li's words made me feel astringent, he didn't mean to hurt people, but simply said the facts. At this time, I happened to walk to the school gate, and when I looked up, I saw that the figure was standing outside the school gate and still hadn't left. I suddenly said, "Just draw it the way he does." ”

Mi Li asked me in confusion, "Who did Mom say?" ”

"Uncle standing over there, you fill in the picture just like him."

Actually, I know that Yi Mi Li's current level of painting is still an abstract school, but listening to his sullen words, my heart feels sour.

Mi Li's little head looked over there, raised his head again and asked innocently, "Is it really possible?" ”

I met the inquiring gaze and whispered, "Yes." ”

Mi Li finally smiled, grabbed my hand and was about to go home, "Mom, let's go home quickly, I want to go back to paint, and I can hand it over to Mr. Zhou tomorrow after the painting." ”

Doubts flashed in the man's eyes, and when his gaze drooped slightly, he walked straight over.

When he was a few steps ahead, he was about to speak, but he heard Mi Lixing hurriedly ask, "Uncle, can you go up to our house?" I was stunned and stared, why did Mi Li ask him to go to the house? Then he gave me the answer - "Just go for a while, let me draw a picture like you, and I will be ......"

I interrupted urgently: "Mi Li, uncle still has something to do." "I felt like I had dug a hole and been pushed into it by rice grains.

"But I can't draw it without looking at my uncle." Rice grains are distressed.

"Don't listen to your mother's nonsense, uncle is not busy. Since you invited your uncle to your house to play, how about I buy you something delicious? ”

Mi Li's eyes lit up: "Really? ”

"Is this still fake? Say, what do you like to eat? ”

"Fries, and chicken nuggets."

"No ice cream?"

When Mi Li heard this, he immediately looked back at me excitedly, and said in a begging tone: "Mom, is it okay?" ”

Except that I didn't allow him to eat cold drinks until the summer, and the weather in May was a little cooler. And the question at this time is not whether to eat ice cream or not, but that there is no reason to dig a pit and find that something is wrong and jump into it by yourself.

"No, you can't. Your grandmother and grandfather are back, and your uncle has called for us to eat together, and Sister Walnut will go too. ”

Mi Li was a child in the end, and was immediately attracted to attention: "Really? I'm going to play with the little walnut. ”

The man who was left out in the cold on the side couldn't help coughing dryly and said, "Rice grains, didn't you say you eat French fries and chicken nuggets?" ”

Mi Li replied thoughtfully: "My mother doesn't agree, and I want to play with the little walnut, uncle, can you invite me next time?" ”

Looking at the look of chagrin on that face, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the topic of black eyes flashed back to painting: "Mi Li, what did you just say you want to draw like your uncle?" I wanted to stop it too slowly, but Mi Li replied without thinking: "The teacher asked us to draw 'me and my parents', but I can't draw because I haven't seen what my father looks like, and my mother said that I will draw according to my uncle's appearance." ”

"......" I was speechless.

And when the raised black eyes looked at it again, the look became complicated.

Fortunately, a call came in at this time, and I immediately lowered my head and took out my phone from my bag, and saw that the screen was from my mother. My mother asked me where I was, and their car was almost downstairs in the apartment, and they wanted to pick me up with the rice. I reported the point at the exit of the kindergarten, and pulled the rice grains to the intersection, although I didn't hear the footsteps behind me, but I could sense that there was a line on my back and my eyes never moved.

After standing at the intersection for half a minute, I saw Uncle Wei's son's black nanny car driving over, and as soon as the car stopped, my mother pushed the door down with a smile on her face, and picked up the rice grains as soon as possible. I urged them to get into the car quickly, they can't stop here, and they will have to deduct points if they are caught by the electronic police. When I got into the car, I glanced out the window, and the figure was still standing there, but my eyes were on the driver's seat.

Uncle Wei's son's name is Wei Dongting, who is two years younger than me, but their little walnut is only half a year younger than a grain of rice. As soon as I got in the car, I asked about his wife and children, saying that I had gone to the hotel first.

As soon as the car drove on the tracks, I felt that the mobile phone in the bag was vibrating, I frowned imperceptibly, took the phone to check that it was a message from him, but I didn't want to be so sharp: Why do you want Mi Li to draw his father according to my appearance?

I thought about it for a long time and couldn't figure out what to do, so I ended up dropping my phone in my bag.

At the dinner, my mother and Uncle Wei were basically chatting about this trip to Jiuzhaigou, and Mi Li was playing with Wei Dongting's daughter Xiao Walnut, and the atmosphere of the family was very good.

I'm a little absent-minded, though.

The phone on the table didn't get any more text messages, but this was unusual. Shouldn't we continue to ask the question? Why did you just send such a message and stop waiting for me to respond? It's not in line with his character.

"Xiaoru?" My mother's raised voice pulled me back to distract, and I saw that several eyes were looking at me, obviously talking about me on some topic just now. I only listened to my mother's disgust: "What are you thinking, and I don't pay attention to eating." ”

I curled the corners of my lips and didn't make a sound, if I said anything important, my mother would mention it again. But when my mother changed the topic and asked if Mi Li had another nosebleed in the past two days, I shook my head and said no.

In fact, everyone is used to me being less talkative, and they won't be surprised by my silence, except for my mother, of course.

When I took Mi Li to the bathroom, my mother also came out with her, and when there was no one in private, she asked me directly: "Is there something going on in the store these two days?" How do you see that you are so restless? ”

I lowered my eyes and replied, "What can I do?" That is, it is just a little busier to bump into a small long holiday. ”

"Then what's the matter with your foot, don't fool your mother like your Uncle Wei, it's definitely not a walking sprain."

As soon as I arrived at the hotel and got off the bus, Uncle Wei noticed that my feet were bumpy, and when I asked the reason, I said that it was a sprain.

I didn't have anything to hide from my mother, but I still had a choice when I told the truth, and I just said that I accidentally smashed my foot when I changed the oolong tea barrel. Mom frowned and asked why do you want me to change the tea bucket, what about Ming Tsai? After listening to what I said, I couldn't help but sigh and said, "Xiaoru, isn't your mother going to talk about you, are you planning to stay like this and have no one around?" ”

I don't turn my face away and remain silent.

"I always refuse, I always say no, just Xiaohui proposed to let you go on a trip organized by her company, and you didn't say anything. You're only in your early thirties, and the rice grains are so small, why don't you think about it? ”

It turned out that Wei Dongting's wife Xiaohui wanted to connect me just now, because once she and a group of colleagues came to the store to buy drinks, and one of the male colleagues asked her to hint to me afterwards, but I pretended not to understand.

I was speechless about my mother's worries, so I could only bypass the topic by raising my voice to ask if the rice grains in the men's toilet were good.

Listening to the crisp sound of the rice grains inside, the door was soon opened, but seeing an adult figure coming out, I didn't pay attention but heard the other party ask: "Lawyer Jia?" Are you here too? ”

When I fixed my eyes, I recognized that it was a former colleague of the court, and it was also a department. I nodded my head and said hello to the other party, but I heard the other party propose: "The head is also there, do you want Lawyer Jia to go to our box and sit down?" ”

I paused in my heart and responded with a light smile: "No, I'm having dinner with my family here, next time." ”

But—his gaze passed over to me, and he raised his voice: "Head, I've met Lawyer Jia." ”

The body stiffened slightly, turned around, and the flowing eyes met the pair of clear eyes, and the complexity of the past flashed in front of him like a movie, and slowly faded away like a cloud, and finally only silence remained.

After my mother brought the rice grains back to the box first, there were only two of us left in the corridor.

When I walked out of the courthouse that year, Xiao Dong stood behind me, I couldn't see how much disappointment and sadness there was in his eyes, we had a fierce quarrel before that, and we didn't turn against each other to become enemies, but after all, we walked on two parallel lines that were contrary to each other.

In fact, even in the same city, after leaving the legal profession, I am almost a line between home and store, and the activity area is also the one at the doorstep. So, in reality, there really aren't so many chance encounters like China.

After more than three years of separation, Xiao Dong was dressed in a dark gray suit, with a straight back, just like the stereotypical and serious appearance he had in his memory.

Eventually, it was me who broke the stagnation: "Long time no see. ”

He turned his eyes away and said lightly: "It didn't take long, just over three years." ”

Then he was relatively silent. Just as I was about to say goodbye, I heard Xiao Dong ask in a low voice, "Where are you now?" Law firm or the same kind of business? ”

I was silent and replied truthfully: "I am not engaged in legal related industries, and I am currently the owner of a beverage shop." ”

After a quiet pass, Xiao Dong's tone became heavy when he spoke again: "You studied law for four years and worked as a lawyer for four years, and finally gave up all this to open a drink shop?" Jia Ru, you really impress me. ”