[Shanshan is here] Please give me more advice for the rest of my life

The door was opened, then closed again.

The strength was still neither light nor heavy, I smiled a little, it was Mr. Xiao after all, and he did not lose his demeanor at any time.

I finally turned off the lively and somewhat noisy TV as I wished, and when I slumped on the sofa, I felt a sense of relief as if I was out of strength.

I think that tomorrow I shouldn’t have to go to the old house, and my life will soon return to the right track. I don’t have to worry about picking up a certain god at the door of my house, and I don’t have to accept inexplicable care and kindness with trepidation.

Have fun.

Meow was lying on the sofa, and it was rare that he didn't let go. I covered my eyes with my wrist, and sank into the soft sofa, almost falling asleep, so that I was a little dazed when I was awakened by the phone.

The caller was probably Xiao Wu's driver. I don't know where he found my phone number. Anyway, the general idea is that Mr. Xiao asked someone to pick him up just now, but he has been waiting downstairs in the community for nearly an hour and a half. , I haven’t received anyone, and the mobile phone can’t get through. I asked me tactfully if something happened and whether I need to continue to wait.

Besides, it's going to rain outside.

I glanced at the time, only to realize that it was almost twelve o'clock, but there was nothing I could do, so I could only honestly say: "I don't know about this, please contact Mr. Xiao."

Then he hung up the phone politely and went back to his room to sleep.

I didn’t sleep very well this time, and I had a messy dream. The dream was a tangle of analytic geometry in high school mathematics textbooks, ellipses, hyperbolas, and moving points. I racked my brains to think. Thinking, I was so anxious that I was sweating, I made one auxiliary line after another, but I couldn’t find the answer; after a while, You Chenghao stood in front of me holding the ring, his voice was firm and swearing, and I looked at him with wide eyes. , but he couldn’t see his face clearly; the picture turned again and it was in Xiao’s old house, the sick and emaciated old man was looking at a small piece of irises not far away, and his voice was like a broken bellows in disrepair, intermittent and unreal , he said, I have no right to regret it, it was me who raised Xiaoan into what she is today.

now?What does it look like?

I couldn't figure it out, and then the picture began to shake, stained with a bright red background, there was a warm and warm touch between the neck, and all kinds of terrified and shouting voices were heard by my ears, noisy and sharp, covered in cold sweat When I was struggling to wake up, I realized that the little guy had climbed onto the bed at some point, whimpering softly and arching around my neck.

Outside, the doorbell rang.

Against the unreal sound of wind and rain outside the window, it makes people's heart tremble for no reason, and it makes people startled.

Bad weather, a doorbell at midnight, and a phone call in the early morning are always the last thing I want to receive.

The cold sweat on my body has not subsided, and when I was exposed outside the quilt, it was very cold. I took a piece of clothing and put it on, and went to the living room to open the door.

When he saw the person standing outside through the cat's eyes, he froze for a moment.

I don't even know when I opened the door.

It must have been raining, and Xiao Wu was almost completely wet. He was still wearing the same sweater he had when he went out, and he was completely dizzy to light gray, and water was dripping drop by drop.

Before I could react, I was pulled into my arms fiercely.

I have known Xiao Wu for less than three years, and my name is written on the same marriage certificate. In less than two years, the number of times I have been hugged like this is not too many, but not too few. , Temptations with their own minds, and maybe there is no shortage of concern and warmth that are both true and false, but never once, like today.

I have never seen Xiao Wu like this. When the Xiao family's turmoil was the worst, when the old man was confronting the old man, when Chen Youxi was engaged, when he was standing outside the ICU ward all day and all night, even When I was put on my neck by Xiao Lin with a knife, he never seemed to know how to be tired, nor to be afraid, nor to be sad, nor to care about what other people think. Hard mask.

However, I don't want to look into his eyes now.

I was hugged so tightly that it was almost difficult to breathe, my body shivered from the cold, but my eye sockets were hot.

I heard my own trembling voice: "Xiao Wu..."

"Let go first... um..."

Being hit by such a force, the knocked teeth were buzzing, and the bloody smell filled his mouth almost instantly, he couldn't tell whether it was cold or hot, and even the pain was numb.

a mess.

Then, I heard him laugh lightly: "It's okay."

I froze for a moment: "What?"

The tears oozed from the corners of his eyes were gently licked away, and then he repeated: "It's okay."

"Because grandpa doesn't matter."

However, the night was not over yet.

At around two o'clock in the morning, Xiao Wu started to have a fever.

This is not a strange thing, in such a cold day, even when sleeping with hands and feet slightly exposed, it feels cold, not to mention that he is so soaked in the wind that he does not know how long he has been outside.

I took his temperature, frowned and put back the emergency medicine I usually prepared, and called Xiao's home instead.

He burned so badly.

Fortunately, even in such a late night, the call was quickly connected.

It wasn't Zhang's mother who answered the phone, nor anyone next to Xiao's house, but a female voice she had never heard before: "Xiao An?"

There was a hint of eagerness in the voice.

I froze for a moment, and then realized the purpose of my call: "I'm sorry to disturb you so late, but can you find a doctor here now, Mr. Xiao is sick."

There seemed to be a pause for a few seconds, and then he seemed to remember something, and his tone finally relaxed: "Is it Liuliu? I let the doctor go now, and Xiao Wu will trouble you to take care of it first."

After all, the efficiency of the Xiao family is extraordinary. When the knock on the door rang, I was helping Xiao Wu change the second cold towel.

Surprisingly, the doctor came with an old acquaintance whom he hadn't seen for a long time - Han Chen, who was very worrying.

The great pianist probably just got up from the bed, wearing loose home clothes and a wide and big down jacket that looks very warm, and the furs in the shape of bears are actually kicking on his feet. Velvet slippers, messy hair, only a pair of peach blossom eyes, still captivating when he smiles.

Before I could say "Why are you here", I was thrown for the second time tonight: "Long time no see, Liu Liu~"

I:"……"

The doctor next to him was probably quite familiar with him, he shook his head in a familiar way, and walked to the bedroom by himself with the medicine box.

I had to stay to deal with this ancestor. I haven't seen him for half a year. He seems to have lost some weight. Although he is dressed in such an indescribable way, he still looks handsome. ?”

"Why join in the fun?" The pianist Han Da had a serious face, "I heard that Xiao Wu was ill, so I got out of bed at night to visit."

Facts have proved that the visit of this great pianist is really 360 degrees without dead ends. I saw him take a dozen photos in succession from various angles with his mobile phone card as if he saw some rare treasure, and he has already lifted his eyes. I lost the strength to hold my forehead. Anyway, the doctor is here and we can't do much to help. He might be in the way, so we simply dragged him out.

Han didn't worry about being dragged away, and he was restless, and he still took the phone to flip through the photos he just took: "Tsk, you don't know, how many years has that guy Xiao Wu not had a fever, this wave of bitter tricks is too foul... ..."

I felt a little weird for some reason, and watched his finger flipping over the phone for a while before I froze for a moment and frowned: "What's going on?"

Han Chen was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he recovered his out-of-shape appearance. He naturally withdrew his hand and said with a smile, "I mainly practice one-handed playing recently."

I frowned even tighter.

After a while, Han Chen patted my head with a smile: "Don't say I didn't remind you, even if your master and I are one-handed, you are still far behind."

I suddenly felt a little sad.

I’m not a person with special dreams. Whether it’s work or life, it’s more about suitability and chance than liking. But he’s different. I still remember the way he sat in front of the piano when I first met him, with his gestures. Every now and then, he is full of high spirits and self-confidence, as if the whole world doesn't pay attention to him.

Han Chen looked at me for a long time before raising his eyebrows: "Why, you're sorry for me?"

I can't speak.

He continued: "Didn't you say that Xiao Wu and I are the same kind of people."

"Since it's something you want so much, how can you do it if you don't pay a price, Liu Liu, I'm different from you, let alone the piano, what you want is what you want, even if you die. Don't grab what you want, just wait Who handed it to you?"

He laughed, his face became more angular because of his thinness: "It turns out that it wasn't me who lost."

These lunatics.