"Are you home?" As soon as the phone was connected, Tang Jianyu asked. Shi Jiaojiao just took down the bag in her hand, shook her hand at her father, who was holding a pressure cooker, and said that she couldn't drink the pork knuckle soup now, so she replied: "Just arrived, the driver returned to City B, right?" Tang Jianyu stood under the plum tree in the small garden, bowed his head and said with a smile: "Yes, it should be half the way by now, and you can arrive before two o'clock in the afternoon." Shi Jiaojiao said that would be good, "so that he can rush home for Chinese New Year's Eve dinner!" "Hmm."

While talking on the phone, she paced down the corridor and walked to the end of the house, Shi Jiaojiao saw that on the flat ground, the residual snow covered two pitifully small Yueji seedlings, which must have been planted casually by her mother on a whim, and the seedlings had not had time to adapt, and the cold winter came.

Shi Jiaojiao squatted in front of Xiao Miao and gently stroked the remnants of snow above with her hands, exposing them to the midday sun. Staring at the poor plant, Shi Jiaojiao's nose sore rushed to her head, and she couldn't help crying and called "Teacher Tang", breaking the silence on the phone. "Huh?" Tang Jianyu responded, looking at the old plum tree at home, the branches had grown out of the wall, and the warm yellow flowers had bright colors beyond the shape of the flowers in the golden sunlight.

I find it painful that we don't want to have any more contact in the future. This sentence writhed and struggled in Shi Jiaojiao's teeth, like a fish that broke a net and was about to burst out! But as soon as she heard the familiar voice on the other end of the phone, Shi Jiaojiao's momentary mood instantly dissipated, and she lowered her head and changed her mouth, "It's nothing, my mother told me to wash the vegetables, hang up first." "Okay, Happy New Year." "Let's have fun."

Tang Jianyu had just arrived at a very cool wind, blowing between himself and the plum tree, "I really shouldn't have any contact with her anymore, it is obvious that she is becoming more and more silent and detached." Tang Jianyu remembered that Zhang Kun had hit the nail on the head, he had gone too far alone, so far that he could only go to the end in silence and loneliness as he admitted. The bright winter sun shone on Tang Jianyu's face, stabbing him so that he couldn't open his eyes, and he was even a little dizzy.

People always have a tacit understanding that they are stupid when it comes to being smart, and they believe in what they think they are.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, I celebrated the New Year with the uncle family in the north of the city, and the other party had already booked a box in a good hotel in the city, and the Tang family did not need to make anything for dinner now. The already light smell of the New Year in the city is almost impossible to smell in the elegant courtyard of the Tang family. Since Tang's father was hired as an honorary professor by the university's Faculty of Arts, he devoted himself to the position of giving full play to his residual heat, and always said that he could not live up to the expectations of the school leaders and old colleagues, and was ridiculed by Tang's mother: "He worries more day by day than the secretary of the school's party branch!" ”

Father Tang happened to come out of his study, was wiping his glasses, and when he heard his wife teasing him, he walked to the sofa and laughed back: "The older a person gets, the more he can't be idle, and he can find any problem when he is idle!" Look at you, it's not that you've finished writing orchids and chrysanthemums, and if you don't invite all the four gentlemen out, you won't stop. "It's not me who takes the initiative, it's the new director of the association who said that the collection of orchids is good, and the task assigned by the hard one!" When Tang's father heard this, he couldn't help but pout when he saw Tang's mother's smugness.

After the old couple finished teasing, Tang Jianyu walked in with a pinch, "I called my eldest brother and sister, and they all came back to celebrate the New Year together, and they all went to the uncle's house yesterday." Tang Jianyu put his mobile phone on the coffee table, stood casually on the armrest of the sofa beside his father, and asked, "What are you two fighting about, the yard has heard it." Tang's mother was just about to tell Tang Jianyu the original story, but was stopped by Tang's father, "Oh, any sesame mung beans have to be reported to my son." ”

Tang's mother choked in her trachea in one breath, twisted her neck at her husband, and thought that it was indeed not worth repeating, so she lowered her shoulders and said to Tang Jianyu: "Think of a countermeasure tonight, your father and I can't save you!" Tang Jianyu pursed his lips and smiled: "I'll listen to what you say, just don't do it." ”

Tang's mother stood up and passed in front of her husband's eyes, and said bitterly: "Really, how do you think of celebrating the New Year together." When she was young, she was only a sister-in-law's mouth was broken enough, who would think that the older she gets, the more powerful she becomes! That's okay, finding a daughter-in-law talks more than her, and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are simply the heads of the three aunts and six mothers-in-law! The father and son glanced at each other, and Tang Jianyu said to his mother who was going to the staircase, "It doesn't matter what she does, I can't talk if I don't answer her words." Tang Mu snorted coldly and went straight up the stairs.

The uncle's family all attended that day, and the aunt and the daughter-in-law who was very kind to her were still sitting together affectionately, and Tang's mother couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat for her son. Who knows, after the whole Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, the uncommon sister casually asked Tang Jianyu's personal situation, and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law who were ready to guard against death did not care at all, and their whole attention was on educating his grandson who had just entered elementary school, telling him to take Tang Jianyu as an example for his studies.

Tang's mother is also funny, she was very worried beforehand, and when people really didn't mention it, she complained about her relatives on the way back, "It's a nephew, I haven't started a family when I'm so old, and I don't care at all!" Hearing this, the father and son who accompanied him were really crying and laughing, Tang Jianyu saw the road conditions clearly, raised his voice and comforted: "Mom, didn't we say yes!" Don't worry about it anymore. Tang Mu pinched her nose at the beginning, and muttered in a low voice: "How long do you think we can stay with you......

The hand holding the steering wheel, the knuckles were white because of excessive force, Tang Jianyu took a breath and quietly spit it out, looking at the direction of the car wordlessly. Tang Jianyu, who was upright and in the prime of life, couldn't imagine the miserable state of mind when he was in his last years, he just felt helpless.

In the past, he may have been ignorant, but now no one knows better than himself, he is willing and has a strong will to take a woman's hand as a man and protect her to the end of the years. But it was too late, the identity was decided as early as the meeting, and in the passage of more than ten years, it was constantly emphasized through different people and things. When he learned to face his heart calmly, he found that the constraints of reality were unbreakable.

A red light woke up Tang Jianyu, and the car braked urgently at the intersection, "Jianyu, what are you doing!" Father Tang asked in shock, but Tang Jianyu pursed his lips and did not reply.

On the fifth day of the new year, when he returned from Du's hometown, Tang Jianyu felt exhausted for the first time. Du Lao privately won the position of lecturer at his alma mater B University for Tang Jianyu through the efforts of all parties. University B has the top mathematics research team in China, and also maintains close ties with the international mathematical community. Almost all relevant large-scale national research projects are led by the university's mathematics department or led by professors...... Such conditions are undoubtedly the most suitable for Tang Jianyu in China, but he first cut and then rejected B University, and only said a word during the New Year's greetings, symbolically informing Du Lao.

"You're unreasonable!" The old man was furious, half of the orange in his hand was smashed into jam, and he couldn't say a word after a sentence, his face was full of purple swelling, and he was so frightened that the master cried on the spot, and asked Tang Jianyu to leave immediately! It wasn't until three o'clock in the afternoon that Mr. Du's eldest son called Tang Jianyu and told him, "It's finally relieved, my mother is frightened." If you don't hold up this time, you'll really send your teacher away! Tang Jianyu stroked his hair, and couldn't say anything other than to say thank God.

"Alright, it's not your fault. Wishful thinking, old man. The two things he was most unwilling to do were Zhang Kun and his body. Senior Brother Zhang Kun has no hope, all the old man's wishes for mathematics are placed on you, and he doesn't care about your own thoughts. Brother Du sighed, Tang Jianyu calmed down his emotions for a long time before he could speak, "This time I'm sorry for the teacher, I can't go to City B." But rest assured, I will never give up on my academic progress. If you don't have the good conditions of B University, you have to work harder, and you won't be afraid. Brother Du nodded, "Cheng, you also bother, rest for a while, I will contact you as soon as there is any situation." "Okay."

Tang's father soon learned from his old colleague that Tang Jianyu rejected the matter of B major, he knew his son's interests, and he was puzzled as to why he was. Tang Jianyu smiled palely, and said simply but sincerely, "You and your mother are old, and I don't want to run so far." Father Tang looked at his son's bitter smile, suddenly lowered his eyes, and said, "Son, there is nothing that cannot be discussed with Dad." ”

This sentence completely hit Tang Jianyu's heart, he was lonely and needed to talk and relieve himself! But how could he confess, how could he speak to his majestic and loving father? said that he turned down the employment of the top university majoring in mathematics just because he was afraid that if he got too close, the awakening terrible love demon would instruct him to get infinitely close to that person, causing something irreparable.

The most terrifying thing is that the woman who lives in that city now is still an old student whom he watched grow up, eleven years younger than him, and always completely trusted him! She even appeared in front of his parents in such a capacity...... Just thinking about it is ridiculous, not to mention that the object of the story is his father.

Therefore, Tang Jianyu could only purse his lips, force back all the surging emotions, and smile indifferently at the elder, "Got it, thank you Dad." After speaking, he dragged his heavy body out of the flower hall. Father Tang took off the red tortoiseshell glasses he used to read books and newspapers, and stared at the slightly thin straight back with the naked eyes of a deep old father, and he recognized the helpless gesture of despair.

Now the only thing that can make Tang Jianyu feel peaceful is mathematics. He declined all invitations to lectures and meetings, shut down all contact with the outside world, and locked himself in his room all day, immersed himself in all the subjects at hand. He seemed to have gone mad, even abandoning the computer and returning to blank scratch paper, page after page crawling with his handwriting.

Since reality makes people miserable, drag this pain into the unreal.

During this time, Tang Jianyu thought of an extremely absurd question, can the path of emotional demise be calculated? When there are specific time, space and major event factors, what kind of external force should the human feelings that have been generated break out of the trap of willingness, and die out in the shortest possible time, or infinitely close to nothing......