Mo Yu ran over with a mask in her mouth, pulling Xiao Wu's trouser leg, Xiao Wu asked, "Is it really so stinky and exaggerated?" Mo Yu nodded.

Xiao Wu put on a mask and opened the fat man's door, and a strong smell of fermented sweat mixed with the smell of stinky socks rushed towards her. Sure enough, it stinks like a cockroach nest, how can he sleep every day, Xiao Wu smacked his tongue in disgust.

Holding a large garbage bag, I started collecting it from the door, from top to bottom, and in a while it was full of garbage. All the bedding was pulled into the dirty laundry basket, and the washing machine was filled with a tank and washed.

When I turned around and opened the closet, I didn't know if it was the clothes or pants that fell like an avalanche.

Xiao Wu now regrets taking this job, she may not have found the secret yet, and she has been smoked to death first.

She crawled out of the pile of clothes, presumably all of them had to go into the washing machine, and rummaged through them, but fortunately she didn't find any fancy clothes. She decided to leave her clothes alone and empty all the things on the table and in the drawers.

She sorted several drawers into boxes for his tools, notebooks, CDs, and papers.

She saw a ring box in a pile of small objects, she opened it curiously, and inside was a big golden men's square ring, could it be that Mao Linsen gave it to him?

A beaver rat on the square ring is holding a roll of paper in his hand, and there are tree stumps, pizzas, tents, characters, and many other contents next to the beaver rat, and there are three big letters on the side: MIT, in short, it doesn't look like a gift between couples.

There are some abstract lines engraved in the ring and a person named PaceLin, the fat brother's name is Limpeis, this PaceLin should be his English name, this is indeed his ring. However, it looks more like a souvenir, maybe it was sent by the training organization where he went to study.

After packing up and sorting things and cleaning all the ashes in the house, Xiao Wu finally let out a sigh of relief.

She ran downstairs and said to the fat man, "Fat brother, you can cook lunch, I don't have the strength anymore." After saying that, he ran upstairs and changed a tank of clothes for the washing machine, and then washed them.

She opened the door to Maolinsen's room, and although it was not spotless, it was very neat.

Open the wardrobe, there are very few clothes inside, from long to short hanging at a glance, and half of the wardrobe is full of clothes from all year round.

This wardrobe reminded Xiao Wu of Limber's wardrobe inexplicably, maybe this is what a man's wardrobe looks like.

Pulling open the desk drawer, it was empty, there was nothing, it was too clean.

However, there is a lot of hope in her heart, can the two of them stand each other in their different living habits? How can it be a couple?

There is a high probability that Mao Linsen should still be her brother Lin.

Busy until noon, looking at the clothes and sheets hanging on the balcony, Xiao Wu's heart was full of a sense of accomplishment.

It's a big project to clean up the fat guy thoroughly.

When Mao Linsen came back and saw the balcony covered with flags of all nations, he said to himself: "This is the difference between raising a son and raising a daughter." ”

The fat man came up and laughed rarely, and Xiao Wu said proudly, "You finally have a little decentness in the house." ”

"Really?" He went over and pushed open the door, and was stunned. Quickly walked to the table and opened all the drawers, and at first glance, he cried out "ah", "You put me in such a mess, I can't find anything." ”

Xiao Wu said inexplicably: "Everything is sorted and put away, what's the mess?" ”

The fat man picked up a soldering iron and said, "This is going to be placed here," and then he picked up another thing and said that he put this here, and put a table full of the same as he asked, and he looked around for a long time, "What about other things?" ”

Xiao Wu pointed to the big garbage bag that had not been thrown away at the door, he rushed over to open it, rummaged through it and picked it up, and pulled back a bunch of things.

Xiao Wu picked up half of the wire that was bent in the song and said, "Do you want this?" Isn't it garbage? ”

He snatched it up, "This is a welding rod, not a wire." ”

After some rearrangement, the table finally returned to its original mess except for dirty, and he sighed happily, "It's finally cleaned up." ”

He didn't even glance at the wardrobe and the bed.

Xiao Wu rolled her eyes speechlessly, ripped off her headscarf and apron, and the woman who lived with the fat brother had to have a strong heart to stand him.

"I'm going to dinner!" After saying that, he went downstairs.

The fat man said in hindsight: "Teacher, is she angry?" ”

Mao Linsen glanced at him, for certain personalities, chaos is a kind of order, and said, "Remember to thank her for helping you clean up later." ”

The fat man honestly replied, "Oh. ”

In the afternoon, Xiao Wu and the fat man went to the hospital, still on the bench in the hospital garden, the fat man turned on the computer and asked the grandfather's daughter to see the plan he designed.

The fat man made an animated scene, and even put two animated little figures walking around in it.

On the front of the mourning hall, the entire wall around the statue is composed of white and yellow chrysanthemums.

There is a long table in the middle of the ice coffin in front of the ice coffin, and the two little people who walked around used to put a white chrysanthemum on the long table at a time, and the table was full of white chrysanthemums in a while.

The fat man explained: "Every relative or friend who came to mourn took a flower at the door, came over and placed it in front of the ice coffin, and then put three pillars of incense. Put some revolutionary songs that the old people like in the music, or I will prepare two operas from my hometown, you see, and then play mourning music during the memorial service. ”

The daughter's husband nodded again and again after listening, "Yes, when there are many relatives in my hometown, I will play the opera and be down-to-earth." ”

The daughter frowned next to her and didn't speak, and the fat man hurriedly said: "Usually we will fully consider the preferences of the deceased when we do the design, after all, this is the last journey he has walked in the world, and the people who come to mourn him must feel the fit with the deceased from the design of the mourning hall, right?" ”

At this time, Xiao Wu listened to an old voice behind him and said: "I like to play goalball, put a goalball for me next to me, and let them play when an old partner comes." ”

Xiao Wu turned around and saw that the old man was also looking at the computer behind him, touching the fat man, and whispering to him with his mouth: Gateball, add goalball.

The fat man nodded understandingly, "Eldest sister, I won't tell you, we are psychic people, your father may have left, he just said that he was very satisfied with the design, and he asked for another goalball, because he likes it." ”

The daughter and his wife said incredulously: "When we first came down, he was still ......"

Before she finished speaking, her mobile phone rang, and when she picked it up, she heard the caretaker in the microphone shouting: "Sister, come back quickly, the old man is dying." ”

She hung up the phone and looked at the fat man with a complicated expression, "Okay, do it according to your plan, remember to add a goalball." After saying that, he turned around and ran to the ward.

The fat man immediately took out his mobile phone and began to call, arranging for personnel to start acting.

Xiao Wu knew that he would be busier next, and when he finished calling, she told him that she would go back first.

The fat man said to send her back to decorate the mourning hall, she said no, she wanted to go around. The fat man didn't force it, and nodded.

After walking two steps, the fat man suddenly stopped her again, she turned her head and looked at him with inquiring eyes, but saw him smile innocently and said, "Thank you for helping me clean up my room today." ”

His huge and strong figure with a shy expression actually made Xiao Wu's heart jump out of the three words so cute, she laughed out loud, waved at him and turned away.

She didn't think about where to go, she looked left and right at the entrance of the hospital, but saw Jin Xuanxiao and Mei Jiang coming from the direction of the parking lot, Mei Jiang walked all the way to Jin Xuanxiao and talked to Jin Xuanxiao, Jin Xuanxiao didn't see Xiao Wu absentmindedly.

When the two walked past her, Xiao Wu heard Mei Jiang say: "My professor's cousin said that poor sleep is early depression, and many people have ......"

Xiao Wu wanted to say hello, but looking at the direction in which the two of them went, it should be to see a psychiatrist, so she quietly turned sideways and walked in the opposite direction.

*

Jin Xuanxiao's enthusiasm for Mei Jiang was very useful, he just said that the quality of sleep was very poor during this time, so Wang Zhicheng sent Mei Jiang to accompany him to the hospital to see a doctor, Mei Jiang said that poor sleep is a big problem and must be taken seriously.

This psychiatrist is his cousin, one of the best in City A, and he can definitely help him.

He also felt that it was time for him to see a psychiatrist, and during this time, his inner anxiety was growing stronger, and he was never in a completely uncontrollable position as he is now.

It all started three months ago, when he stumbled upon a diary of his mother. That diary is hidden in a set of scientific comic books he read as a child. That's right, it's hidden!

The content of that set of books is very classic, and the printing is also very beautiful, he still remembers that his mother said: Ah Xiao has read it, so he will leave it to his younger brother to read, such a good book can be passed on as a collection.

So when I was a child, almost all of the books were processed by him, but he kept this set.

Cleaning the bookcase that day, seeing this set of books, he was suddenly touched, his mother committed suicide when he was the same age as he is now, he seemed to remember that for a period of time before her suicide, he often sat alone in a chair in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking, Ah Hao called her, she couldn't hear it.

She jumped from the roof of the building and died instantly. His father told him that she was depressed and did not even let him attend the final farewell of her body.

A set of 10 science comics, he stood on the ladder and wanted to take them all down, but he didn't hold them all and scattered all over the ground.

I put it in a local place, but I found that the 10th book has not changed except for the cover, and the content inside has been stolen, and it is a diary with the same thickness and size as this set of science comics.

He flipped through the diary and saw his mother's handwriting. That diary recorded four years of intermittent writing from the time she was pregnant with Ah Hao to the day before she committed suicide. It seems that it all depends on her mood, and she writes a few strokes when she thinks about it, and if she doesn't want to write, she doesn't write, and it's common to break for ten days and a half months.

The first part of the diary writes about the different feelings of Huai Ahao and when she was pregnant with him, writes about her father's love for her, and writes about his healthy growth.

He quickly flipped to the back, and he wondered why his mother had committed suicide and what she had been thinking before committing suicide.

The diary wrote about the unexpected death of his grandfather, the pressure of his father suddenly taking over the family business, and in the records of the next ten days in the diary, he gradually revealed his complaints about his father.

"Doesn't he love me? Why do you work so late every day and don't come home for several nights in a row? ”

"I went to Zhanyue's office today to look for him and wanted to have lunch with him, but he didn't seem to be happy that I went to find him."

"Tell Zhanyue about Ah Xiao's cleverness, he doesn't care, he's not as happy and excited as before."

"He is becoming more and more like his dead father-in-law, busy with work all day, without the joy of life, even forgetting our wedding anniversary."

When he turned the last page of the diary, Jin Xuanxiao stood up in shock, stared at the page of the notebook, completely froze, and his hands involuntarily began to tremble.

There is only one sentence written on this page, and each sentence is followed by a large exclamation mark:

He's not Zhanyue! He's not Zhanyue! ……

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