Chapter 235: On the eve of returning to Beijing

After listening to my father's words, I don't know how to pick up the stubble, after all, it is an extremely contradictory word, of course I know that my mother is reluctant to let her child take risks, and I also know that my father wants me to make a difference, no matter what I say at this time, it is not right, so I chose to be silent.

Looking at my mother's kind nagging, I felt a strong reluctance in my heart, and I really wished that time would pass a little slower, a little slower, because I knew that if I left this time, I am afraid that I will not be able to come back in the next few years.

Master is still right in saying one thing, that is, my mother is on the side, and it is really not suitable for exercising my state of mind. This is human nature, but the common weakness of all conscientious people, so Master wants to take me out of this place and go to Beijing so that my mind can gradually become more harmonious, otherwise even if I am thirty or forty years old, I will still be a weak character.

So what I can do now is to enjoy this last warmth as much as possible, and then bury this family affection in the bottom of my heart. In addition to today, I only have three days, and the day after tomorrow is the day when I will return to Beijing.

In fact, I should have left directly, but the master still couldn't resist me, leaving me with the last three days, just as the fat man went to Zitong Mountain and Pu Songling's former residence with the master to have a look. It's time to go out for the New Year.

In fact, in the past few days, I haven't done anything, just watched TV with my mother, and then has been eating all kinds of things made by my father. Although Sichuan, Guangdong, and Huaiyang have their own characteristics, and Lu cuisine has always been on the table because of color and other problems, it is because Lu cuisine has given up color and pursued fragrance and taste alone, so it is not good-looking but it tastes really delicious.

"Mom, I'll leave tomorrow." I watched the TV, didn't dare to look into my mother's eyes, and whispered.

But I could feel my mother, who was flattening my fruit, with a noticeable pause in her hand. After being silent for a long time, I didn't dare to speak again, because I couldn't bear to tell my mother that it made her even more sad. After a long time, my mother finished peeling the apple and handed it to me, and then said to me, "Pay attention to safety on the road, go back and study hard, don't embarrass your master, when you go out, safety is the most important thing." ”

"I know, I won't cause trouble, and Master won't let me go to dangerous places." I comforted my mother, but I thought in my heart that with my physique, it would be a blessing that danger didn't come to me, and I still went to find danger, so how impatient I must be to live.

Mom said repeatedly, "That's good, that's good." In fact, this time, I am quite content, I am ready not to see you for several years, I didn't expect to see you after just half a year, and I have a reunion year, your master is really good, you don't resent your master. ”

I nodded, biting my mother's freshly peeled apple with some bitterness in my heart, I had a reason to go, even if I didn't want to go, but it was my life.

It's also strange to say, it seems that since I was born, there are some things in the dark that make me have to go on like this, sometimes I feel like I'm acting in a script, I'm like an actor, I was planned everything, just go on step by step, birth, old age, sickness and death, accidents, it seems that they have been arranged in advance. When you think about what has happened in the last few years, this feeling gets stronger and stronger.

This seems to be a strange circle, I want to jump out, but just like Sun Wukong, no matter in the vast supernatural powers, I can never jump the five fingers of the Buddha, no matter how I jump, I will always be in this circle, I want to become stronger, strong enough to break through this circle, but I guess, since the script is certain, then the person who wrote this script will definitely not allow me, the person in the play, to have this kind of power.

I once asked my friends in school, more than 80% of them have the illusion that they feel that they are the only living people, and everything around them is acting with them, and this feeling has appeared among the vast majority of people. Then I'm not sure if my self-righteous script is my intuition or my own imagination.

I was glued to the TV, thinking about all this nonsense, but I couldn't stop the time from passing, it was already twelve o'clock.

Mom and Dad usually go to bed at half past nine, and now they don't have any intention of sleeping, I should leave tomorrow, this may be the last night, I guess even if they go to sleep, they will not sleep well in bed, it is better to sit here with them.

"Dad, I'm hungry, bring me another bowl of crisp pot." I broke the silence and said to my father.

Dad looked at me a little helplessly: "I still eat so late, how can I sleep at night for a while." ”

"It's okay, I'm not sleepy at all, I'm just a little hungry." Although I love to eat a lot of things, I can let Master try to do other things, but this Boshan crispy pot, Master can't learn it anyway, this is the taste of my hometown, the unique taste of this small city.

Naturally, I won't be sleepy, even if I don't sleep all night, it doesn't matter, but although my mother wants to accompany me, her spirit can't hold on, and I have watched her nod her head again and again.

"Sleep, Mom, I'm sleepy." I said to my mother.

My mother seemed to be a little reluctant, but it seemed that there was no better way to accompany me, so she finally stood up and said, "Then rest early, and sleep lazily tomorrow and prepare to go back." ”

"Okay." I got up and went back to my room and closed the door, only to hear my parents go back to their room. I stayed up all night and woke up early the next morning.

It's just that after I got up, I found that my mother actually got up too, and unlike me, my mother's eyes were bloodshot, but my mental state was good.

"Mom, you didn't sleep." I poured my mom a glass of water and handed it over, asking by the way.

My mother took a sip of water and said in a hoarse voice: "I slept for a while, but I had several dreams, and I didn't rest well, so I simply got up, and I fell asleep when I was sleepy for a while." ”

I nodded, I didn't know what to say, so I did it next to my mother, and I didn't turn on the TV, I just sat simply, and then listened to the second hand, and walked forward little by little, and the cycle continued, and gradually the sun fell on me.

"If you want to eat, Mom will make you breakfast." Mom finally stood up and broke the silence.