Being-Towards-Death

On September [-]st, the first day of the unified primary and secondary schools across the country, Song Jianghan Rong was promoted to a primary school student; he was carrying a new blue schoolbag with Ultraman on it, which contained brand-new stationery, and was at a loss at the door of the experimental primary school. She held on to her mother's hand tightly.

Xu Ping knelt down, turned up the collar of the school uniform for her son, and said, "What's the matter, go in, mom can't go in with you."

Song Jianghan asked: "I'm not going to kindergarten anymore?"

"Didn't I tell you that from today onwards, we will be in the first grade, primary school students."

Song Jianghan said with a heavy heart: "I won't see Chi Xiaoyu either?"

"She's still young and can't go to elementary school yet. You can play together on weekends."

Song Jianghan sighed old-fashionedly, and said, "Well, I haven't given her her birthday present yet, so she must be upset."

After finishing speaking, he walked into the school gate dejectedly, ran back in two steps, and said, "I'll go in... I... Where can I go in?"

"Didn't you come here to pick up the books two days ago, one class per year, turn left when entering the building, the innermost classroom is there, there is a sign on it, see for yourself."

Song Jianghan said "oh", but still didn't leave, he groaned for a long time and said, "What time are you coming to pick me up?"

"After school at 04:30, you will meet me when you come out."

"You must come to pick me up—"

Xu Ping said: "Manly man, are you nervous about such a small matter?"

Song Jianghan said: "Why are you nervous?" He raised his head and looked around, his eyes were full of sadness, "It's agreed that my dad will also come to see me off, it doesn't count...it's all How many times!"

The child's innocent wish seemed like a sharp needle piercing into Xu Ping's soft heart. The chores at home conflicted with the tasks at work. The complaints swayed the ripples again.

She kissed the child's delicate cheek and said, "You have to be considerate of your father. Your father is too powerful. He can't carry out the work if there is less work. He is also earning money for our mother. Okay, don't worry, wait After school, I will give you fried chicken legs. Come in quickly, and listen to the teacher."

Song replaced Han's disappointment with his father's absence with a desire for chicken legs. He nodded cheerfully, said "goodbye", and followed the crowd into the teaching building without looking back; Xu Ping watched him until the little back disappeared. At the corner, like most parents, I haven't left for a long time.

Song Weibin was in a bad mood these two days, with a stinky face, as if he was owed [-] to [-] by someone; no one in the bureau wanted to make trouble, so the task of reporting was pushed and shoved, and finally pushed to Qin Ming; Qin Ming was old, and Song Weibin couldn't bear to shake his face. Looking at the clues that were not conducive to vacating the company, his whole body seemed to be trapped in a vacuum. His heartbeat that lost its rhythm due to suffocation was stuck in his throat, and he was almost dead.

But when he got home, Xu Ping urged him to return the car to Shi Guyuan; Song Weibin is not a person who is greedy for petty gain, but can owe himself for his brother. He really doesn't know how to face his respected brother Shi.At present, there is conclusive news that Liu Mian had contact with the owner of the owner of Naner Hotel a few days before his disappearance.If there is real evidence to prove that Liu Mian is related to this disappearance case, then Xu Liwei's retraction case and the disappearance case of Nan'er Shopkeeper will be investigated together. The central government insists on killing chickens and monkeys to pave the way for the new secretary of the municipal party committee, and the good days of vacating will come to an end. Even if Shi Guyuan emerges from the mud, he will inevitably be implicated.

What's more... besides pure black, which one does not change color when it falls into the dye vat?

There really will be such a day, Song Weibin thought, damn it, why didn't he resign and go to sea in the first place!

Song Weibin returned home with heavy steps, and spent several days eating, drinking, and sleeping in the city bureau. His whole body was like a trash can in summer, attracting flies. Just about to clean up the house, Xu Ping unwrapped a new towel and handed it to her husband when she saw her wet body. At the same time, she asked him, "Didn't you agree to come back to pick up Xiaohan this morning? What time is it?"

Song Weibin said impatiently: "There is an early meeting in the bureau, so I can't leave early, can I?"

"If you are in the bureau, you will die in the bureau! You don't care about the big things and small things in the family, and you can't do what you promise to the children. How do you let Xiaohan think of you as a father!"

Song Weibin said: "Stop arguing with me, I'll take a nap and have to go back in the afternoon."

"Don't sleep yet!" Xu Ping grabbed him and sat next to him, "I finally came back, I have something to tell you."

"What's the matter?"

"What's the matter, you don't know what elementary school your son went to, do you?"

"Don't you want to experiment with a small lab? I told you on the phone yesterday."

Xu Ping glared at him: "Don't you think we have the money to go to the experiment? You don't have this family in your heart at all! If I didn't have an old face to borrow money from Brother Shi, Xiao Han would have to delay for another year!"

Song Weibin thought of this in a daze, "tsk", closed his eyes tightly, and said in pain: "Hey, you said that I'm checking him here, and you're looking for someone to borrow money from, eh... eh... ...Why are you so confused!"

"What do you mean I'm confused!" Xu Ping's voice was raised sixteen degrees, and it was as harsh as fingernails scratching a glass, "Didn't you agree! Now blame me, and blame me!" As she spoke, she began to hit him , "I don't know what's going on with your case, I just know that my son has to go to school and experiment!"

"...How much did you borrow from him?"

"At first I wanted to borrow more than 1 yuan, but the person didn't say anything, took [-] yuan, and said that I don't need to change it..."

Song Weibin immediately said: "That won't work, I need to save some money for an emergency, but I have to pay it back."

"What do we get paid back? It's just the two of us's poor wages, and we won't be able to pay them for the rest of our lives..." Xu Ping paused, then tentatively said, "Didn't you tell me to go to work with him before? Why don't I try it? Can you ask me?"

"No, no, no," Song Weibin said, "I can't let you go now if you want to go, I dare not see him at all."

"Why don't you dare! Brother Shi didn't tell you. He asked you to investigate, but he didn't say no. Look at your capacity, he didn't say anything, and he fell in love with you first! If something happened to him , can you still say that?"

"It's not as simple as you think. Hey, I tell you that you don't understand, anyway, it's not possible! If I say no, then I won't!"

Xu Ping's chest heaved, and she burst into tears, cursing and beating: "Why are you so stupid! You owe me a whole lot of debt and don't want to pay it back. How can you make me and Xiaohan see people in the future? We can't live through this day." Divorce! Divorce!"

Song Weibin was circling anxiously in the small bedroom, disturbed by Xu Ping's cries, and blurted out, "Leave it! Fuck it!"

Like a kite, Xu Ping suddenly broke its string, and the tail sound was floating in the sky flickeringly, but she was unable to continue; after a moment of silence, there was a sudden "wow", and the mountain torrent accumulated for many years broke the embankment, shaking the sky and the earth.Song Weibin stopped turning around, put on his clothes and walked away.

Xu Ping whimpered and shouted behind him: "You go, don't come back when you go!"

Song Weibin clenched the doorknob tightly, and finally responded by "slamming the door out".

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The new semester of Chunsheng Kindergarten started, and Chi Xiaoyu, who was promoted to the top class, specially brought her favorite Barbie doll to play with her best friend whom she hadn't seen in the summer vacation.

The two combed the doll's hair and changed clothes. The good friend said: "You said that when you celebrate your birthday, your mother will buy you a Barbie doll with a wedding dress. Why didn't you bring it? We have already played with this doll."

Chi Xiaoyu said: "I haven't seen him, he is very busy. When he comes back, he will give it to me."

A little boy next to him heard it, and leaned over to Chi Xiaoyu and said, "You're lying, you don't have a mother at all."

Chi Xiaoyu hated this little boy very much. He would deliberately hide under the table, jump out suddenly to scare her, and even pull her braids; the teacher punished him to go to the Siguo Corner several times, but he refused to mend his ways, and Chi Xiaoyu would be punished every time. He bullied and cried.

This time was no exception. Chi Xiaoyu was very angry at first, and threw him a building block, saying, "I have my mother's! I have!"

"Then why haven't I seen it? You haven't seen it either, have you?" The little boy asked Chi Xiaoyu's good friend who played with dolls.

The good friend said honestly: "I haven't seen it. Didn't your mother pick you up?"

"He has been here! But he is very busy, you didn't see it, the teacher saw it!"

The little boy booed: "Chi Xiaoyu doesn't have a mother, so your mother doesn't want you!"

Chi Xiaoyu's tears welled up in his eyes, he grabbed a handful of building blocks and threw them over, crying, "I hate you!"

The little boy couldn't dodge it, Chi Xiaoyu rushed forward, and rained down on him with his small fists; the children wrestled together and cried into a ball.Chi Yu took the call from the kindergarten and had to suspend the experiment in hand and rush to the kindergarten.Hearing that Chi Xiaoyu was fighting, he was very worried, worried whether his daughter was injured.At this time, he thought of Shi Guyuan. If they hadn't had a quarrel, then he must have known about Chi Xiaoyu's situation through Shi Guyuan.

However, after he said those words to him, they never contacted again, and this process was a long period of carving, forcing him to return to the state before Shi Guyuan broke into his world.Only then did he realize that he had a lot more time, but a lot less warmth.He is still boring.Scary enough, he had an interesting life.

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The autumn wind in Taoxian in September is bleak, while Takasaki in the same month still has the residual temperature of summer.Shi Guyuan didn't stop in the city. After getting off the plane, he immediately took a bus to the next town, and then took a tricycle from the town to a small fishing village surrounded by mountains and sea.

A day of running around made his clothes stained with wind and dust, and the burning red sun sank into the gray-blue sea, blending into a purple-red sky.

Shi Guyuan packed lightly, carrying only a travel bag, which contained necessities and a change of clothes.The secretary booked a one-way ticket. Shi Guyuan didn't know how the journey would end, and naturally he didn't know how long he could stay here. He came here only for an answer, not about where he came from, but It's about where he's going.

Shi Guyuan is not familiar with the smell of damp sea water and the sound of waves hitting rocks. He explores the daily life of fishermen from the drying nets. This is a very small fishing village with dilapidated stone walls at hand and rugged The dirt road can be seen from the beginning to the end, so he was discovered by a dark young man within a few steps into the village.The last light of the sky was already above his head, and he, a strange foreigner, needed a place to stay tonight.

He took the initiative to go up to talk to the young man, wanting to ask if there is a small hotel in the village, but the young man was dumbfounded: "Lin...Brother Lin?"

Shi Guyuan was taken aback for a moment, and then took a few steps forward.

The youth ran away as if he had seen a ghost—maybe he really saw a ghost—

"Ah, ah, ah, ghost, help, help—"

Shi Guyuan looked at the two slippers flying on the ground, stood where he was, and pursed his lips tightly.