Xiao Song is a potential patient with Alzheimer's disease. To put it simply, she has mutations in three genes, the amyloid precursor protein (APP) on chromosome 21, presenilins l (PS1) on chromosome 14, and presenilins 2 (PS2) on chromosome 1, and there is a high probability of developing Alzheimer's disease.

The genetic test was done in the UK and was unmistakable.

Although there is no cure, Alzheimer's disease usually occurs after the age of 65 and is not an imminent condition. Xiao Song checked a lot of information and consulted a doctor, and determined that he would have Alzheimer's, and he was disgusted by people by pulling a handful of and urine on the bed, and he was in a very sad mood. She made up her mind to end her life early as soon as the signs of dementia appeared.

Some women say that it is enough to live to be 40 years old, and they cannot accept that they are old in the mirror. Xiao Song is not so extreme, if she can, she is also willing to age gracefully. But she didn't want to drag down her family and become a burden to her husband or children, which was a shame, a torture.

There is no filial son in front of the bed for a long time, and human nature cannot stand the test, and there is no need to test it.

Because of Alzheimer's disease, she did not dream of marriage or childbearing, and marriage and childbirth made her shudder. Gu Hengchuan is her boyfriend, and it is limited to boyfriend, if he recklessly proposes marriage, Xiao Song will leave him without hesitation.

She is a proud person in her bones, which is comparable to Gu Hengchuan.

For different reasons, two proud people come together in this way, maintaining a relationship that seems "abnormal" to outsiders. They are open and unobtrusive, and it is normal for young men and women to maintain an intimate relationship, especially in the eyes of their colleagues in the IB programme, which is entirely their private matter.

If they were in Surabaya Middle School, someone would congratulate them, care about whether they had renovated their wedding room, and ask them when they would have a banquet, but in Dayou Lane, there is a clear distinction between public and private affairs, which is especially true for Gu Hengchuan and Xiao Song.

The days passed quickly, Christmas quietly arrived, and according to the custom, the teachers and students of the International Curriculum Program had a week-long Christmas break. Academic Principal Roy originally wanted to hold a celebration, but was dissuaded by Principal Zou, who suggested that it would be better to wait until the Spring Festival to organize it, and it would be better for foreign teachers to celebrate Christmas by themselves. Roy was a little puzzled, they had always worked together happily, but on some things, Principal Zou was very insistent, this was the second time, the previous time was for the opening of a political class. Although there was no dispute, both times it was his own concession, and Roy always felt that he had overlooked something.

He thought about it, found Xiao Song, and asked her if there was an authentic British restaurant in Surabaya City, and Xiao Song only said that he was homesick and recommended one. Roy pushed the boat down the river and invited her to have dinner with Gu Hengchuan, there were some questions I wanted to ask, I couldn't say three or two sentences, and chatted while eating.

Xiao Song was a little surprised, she realized that the person Roy really wanted to ask was Gu Hengchuan, and she needed to act as an interpreter by her side. She didn't make up her own mind, asked Roy to wait, called Gu Hengchuan to explain the situation, and then readily agreed.

Dinner was set at Scotts, where they ordered an orange veal salad, fish and chips, pan-seared foie gras, grilled lamb chops with herbs and nuts, herb roast chicken, and a nice bottle of red wine. Roy clinked glasses with them, tasted fish and chips, and nodded in approval, feeling authentic.

Roy can speak a little Chinese, but he can't speak well, and he asks Xiao Song to translate and ask about political lessons and Christmas. Xiao Song was also a little puzzled, thinking that this was all a trivial matter, IB students would have to go abroad in the future, so it seemed unnecessary to take so many political classes, and it was understandable to celebrate Christmas, why did Principal Zou refuse Roy?

Gu Hengchuan understood what was going on as soon as he heard it, but it was not so easy to explain it to Roy. Unlike other foreign teachers, Roy has been working in Singapore before and does not know much about the country. He thought about it for a moment and asked why he wore a black dress to a funeral in the UK. Roy shrugged his shoulders and said that black was solemn and solemn, the color of mourning, and that it was disrespectful to the deceased and their families to wear bright clothes, or to wear a tracksuit and casual shirt.

Gu Hengchuan told him that there are no special rules on dress to attend the funeral in Surabaya City, as long as it is not red and green, but the deceased is big, the family members must wear linen and filial piety, the elders and peers must bow when they mourn, and the younger generations must kowtow when they mourn.

Xiao Song blinked, and spent a lot of time explaining what "the dead are great" and what "wearing linen and wearing filial piety" was, Roy listened very carefully, although it was different from Western customs, but he said he understood.

Gu Hengchuan glanced at Xiao Song and felt that she was very good at English, since this was the case, there should be no difficulty in the next words. He slowed down and said: "There is an idiom called 'follow the customs of the locals', and there is a saying that is called 'sing what song to what mountain', take political lessons, but Christmas is our 'custom' here and our mountain's 'song'." ”

Xiao Song laughed, she translated Gu Hengchuan's words to Roy as they were, and with the foreshadowing of the funeral, Roy immediately understood, he nodded again and again, agreeing with Principal Zou's insistence, and did not dwell on this issue too much.

The dishes at Scotts Restaurant are authentic British flavors, Roy and Xiao Song ate them with relish, and Gu Hengchuan felt that the taste was average, but the red wine was very good. He didn't know how to taste wine, just like he couldn't taste tea, it was Xiao Song who taught him little by little, and they often drank sake and wine together.

Taking advantage of Roy's time to wash his hands, Xiao Song smiled and said that he was "cunning", her face was flushed, and she was lightly angry, which was extremely moving. She asked Gu Hengchuan, if it wasn't Roy, but she asked this question, how would he explain it?

Gu Hengchuan said in a serious manner: "We must take a clear-cut stand on politics. ”

After leaving the Scotts restaurant, Xiao Song was in high spirits, holding Gu Hengchuan's arm, muttering that he wanted to go to his house to play, and take a look at Schrödinger by the way. Xiao Song has always been generous and decent, and it is rare to be coquettish, Gu Hengchuan felt very novel, and agreed with a smile.

It was almost half past nine when he returned to Longhu Mansion, and when he opened the door, Schrödinger rushed out and walked around Gu Hengchuan's feet, very aggrieved. Xiao Song bent down to pick it up, walked into the apartment, and couldn't help but laugh when he saw the tent and sleeping bag in the room.

Gu Hengchuan poured some cat food into the basin, Schrödinger was hungry, jumped out of the crook of Xiao Song's arm, and buried himself in eating. Xiao Song sat on the camping chair, gently stroked its fluffy little head, and watched Hengchuan boil water to make tea, in a very good mood.

After a few sips of hot fried greens, it was bitter and astringent, and the wine dissipated at once. The two chatted without a word, and before they knew it, at half past ten, Gu Hengchuan kept her to live, and Xiao Song also wanted to try the feeling of "indoor camping", but there was only one sleeping bag, how could two people squeeze in?

Gu Hengchuan pulled out a new sleeping bag like a trick, the label had not been cut off yet, Xiao Song knew that it was specially prepared for himself, he had long thought that there would be this day, and he smiled happily.