It was almost noon, Bai Ling and her mother were talking and laughing, discussing what to fry at noon and what to cook deliciously. The mother said that although she said, she had no intention of doing anything. The plan is decided, and the implementation is still Bai Ling's business. The two of them were talking lively, when suddenly the door was pushed open, and Fang Ming walked in. The laughter of the two suddenly interrupted the cold scene.

When Bai Ling saw Fang Ming, she was first startled, then stunned, and a trace of self-inquiry flashed in the depths of her brain: Who is this? The face is so familiar? He suddenly came to my house without knocking on the door, and he actually had the key to my door?

Flash: Ah, this is my husband, and he has been working outside for more than two months. What's wrong with me? How do you forget all about your husband? Why didn't I have any impression of him in my head? It's as if the computer has been erased from its history and its hard drive has been formatted.

At this time, Bai Ling's mother spoke: "Why did you come back?" ”

Bai Ling immediately realized that her mother's question was too unreasonable and unkind.

I only heard Fang Ming say with a smile: "My own home, can't I come back to see it?" ”

Bai Ling hurriedly came out to play the round: "Mom means that today is not a Sunday, nor is it a holiday, why did you come back halfway?" ”

Fang Ming still smiled and said, "It was the boss who brought me back with a bike." He said that I haven't been home for more than two months, and I'm afraid you won't feel at ease. ”

Before Bai Ling could speak, her mother answered first: "What a big person, what's there to worry about?" ”

Bai Ling immediately felt that her mother's words were very inappropriate, she felt that her mother was looking for nothing to do, and she was looking for faults, as if she was deliberately getting along with her husband and wanted to drive Fang Ming out of the house. She glanced at her husband and shook her head slightly. Fang Ming also smiled lightly at his wife.

The meal was brought to the table, the three of them sat down, Fang Minggang reached out to take the bowl, wanting to drink the soup first, but unexpectedly, her mother-in-law spoke again: "Have you earned any money?" ”

Fang Ming retracted his hand. He said with a smile on his face: "Ah, I forgot, you have to pay for dinner first, it's different from a restaurant......

Bai Ling glared at her mother dissatisfied.

Fang Ming took out a stack of money from his breast-close pocket and handed it to Bai Ling. Bai Ling took the money handed over by Fang Ming and only took a cursory look. This income is much higher than when I worked in my original unit. Excitement climbed up Bai Ling's eyebrows.

The three of them began to eat. No one spoke, Bai Ling didn't ask Fang Ming's part-time job, and Fang Ming didn't introduce a word, because he was afraid that his wife would worry.

Bai Ling's mother seemed to think that the man in front of her was a bit redundant and a little in the way, and she shouldn't come out for no reason to interfere with the lives of their mother and daughter, so she opened her mouth and asked, "What time are you leaving?" ”

This is an eviction order, and it is the guest who is expelling the host. This is unconventional, the light one shows that the guest does not know how many bowls of dry rice he eats, and the heavy one says that this is a banditry, which is unreasonable and domineering.

Fang Ming didn't answer, but set his eyes on Bai Ling.

Bai Ling was immersed in the excitement of counting money. She didn't pay attention to her husband's eyes at all, and she didn't pay attention to her mother's words, but said according to her own thoughts: "Go to work if you can, don't ask for leave." If you miss one class, you will earn a lot less money. ”

"Then I'll leave after eating?" Fang Ming seemed to be talking to himself, and he seemed to be asking Bai Ling's opinion.

Bai Ling didn't look up at her husband Fang Ming, nor did she understand what her husband meant, she was still deeply trapped in the idea of making money.

"Of course, it's good, it doesn't affect work, and it saves a fare. It's good to go home this time. ”

Fang Ming didn't say anything more, picked up the dishes and chopsticks and went to wash them. He understood that as long as he entered this house, all the housework would be his.

The mother-in-law dragged her daughter Bai Ling back to their room to take a nap. She didn't give the little couple a chance to whisper, and Bai Ling was also like a robot, showing indifference and ruthlessness.

It's been more than ten years, since his mother-in-law moved into this house, Fang Ming has been isolated, he lives a single life, and there is no lot of housework. He was like a servant hired by the family, and he did all the work big and small, and he never said a word. In this way, they are often subjected to harsh words. He never had the opportunity to whisper to his wife Bai Ling again. It was the mother-in-law who did everything possible not to give this opportunity, and his wife Bai Ling did not take the initiative to create and look for this opportunity. She seems to have changed into a hard-hearted heart, without reason, emotion, brain, and indifference. Her own control was entirely in the hands of her mother.

Today, Bai Ling may be in a too comfortable mood, she sleeps very well in the afternoon, maybe it is the salary given by Fang Ming that makes her have a lot of colorful dreams, and when she opens her eyes, it is almost four o'clock in the afternoon. Her first reaction was to wake up Fang Ming to go to work quickly, and she must not let him be late. Otherwise, money will be deducted.

Bai Ling hurriedly pushed open the room where Fang Ming lived, the room was clean and tidy, all kinds of items were in order, it seemed that they had been carefully cleaned and organized.

In the center of Fang Ming's small desk, there was a piece of white paper with a pen pressed on it. There were only three words written on the paper: "I'm gone".

On this small desk, Fang Ming people have written appeal materials, written essays, written summaries, and helped people revise love letters. Sometimes, he is on this small desk, and he writes all night.

Fang Ming's literary talent was well received by everyone. Even female colleagues were full of praise for Bai Ling.

Now, there are only three words written on this blank piece of paper: "I'm gone." There is no header, no signature, no date, and it has become a message that can be used at any time, a message with no expiration date, and a permanent message that anyone can use.

Bai Ling looked at the three words "I'm leaving", and suddenly couldn't say what it was like in her heart.

Her husband Fang Ming has been working for more than two months, and it can be said that he drove people out of the house. In the past two months, whether he has accompanied his mother or his mother has accompanied him, I can't tell now. But one thing is certain, she almost completely forgot about her husband, let alone her concern for her husband, and her mother never mentioned a word about Fang Ming.

Today, her husband Fang Ming came back to visit the house in a hurry, and he and his husband did not say a whisper or show any enthusiasm. In front of my mother, I only sat with my husband for ten minutes, ate a meal, and said a few words. What is this like a loving husband and wife? It's not even an ordinary neighbor, and the neighbors don't see each other for a few days, and they have to ask long questions and talk for a while. Where did your mind go?

Mother didn't talk less, didn't listen to every word, and was always adding to the blockage of this small family, lest the world be chaotic. Mother regarded Fang Ming as an outsider, and she was like a master. This kind of reversal of the subject and the object is really too undesirable and too impersonal. As a wife, she neither publicly pointed out her mother's mistakes, nor did she do a good job of cleaning up the aftermath in time behind her back, comforting and comforting her husband, but she left the relationship between husband and wife behind, which is really a big mistake.

Looking at the delicate Chinese characters, Bai Ling sighed infinitely. A sentence of "I'm gone". Arouses Ling's infinite memories of the past.