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Eighteen

Since the beginning of summer, both Zheng's mother and son have become restless.

On Thursday afternoon, Zheng Yuan finished writing the manuscript for the weekly magazine, and was measuring the cabinets and door frames in the kitchen of his mother's house. Suddenly, his mother stomped over from the main room and watched him work silently. After that, he said leisurely: "My two Tian plans to go back to Qingyang."

Zheng Yuan was pulling the steel tape measure in his hand. Hearing his mother's words, he let go of his right hand inadvertently, and the tape measure shrank back into the shell. At the end, it was drawn to the back of his hand, which was so hot and painful.

Zheng Yuan knew why his mother wanted to go back to Qingyang.Still because of Ouyang.

In a week's time, it will be the anniversary of Ouyang's mother's death.Over the years, my mother has been talking about going back to visit the grave in person, but due to various reasons, she has never been able to make it.

Zheng Yuan straightened up, wiped the sweat on the back of his hands, and said, "It's okay, I haven't gone back for many years. I'm just afraid that your body won't be able to withstand the running around."

The old lady of the Zheng family smiled and said, "Your mother, I'm not too old and useless. I'll go to the train station to buy a ticket in a while, and I'll leave tomorrow."

There is no way, the mother said one thing.Zheng Yuan carried it out.On Friday afternoon, Zheng's mother and son stood on the deserted platform waiting for the train to arrive.

The black-brown railway tracks extend parallel to the distance without end.

Zheng Yuan was telling his mother to pay attention to eating and remember to take medicine, but he saw Ouyang's figure slowly appearing beside the stairs at the entrance of the station, walking towards this side.

Before Zheng Yuan could speak, his mother said: "My name is Ouyang, let's see if he has anything to bring home."

Ouyang bent his eyes in front of the old lady of the Zheng family as always, and handed the fruit he brought to Zheng Yuan: "It's a long journey, you go back and have a good rest, and I can bring them to them when I go back."

Ouyang and the old lady of Zheng's family were chatting about homework, while Zheng Yuan was staring at the gray-white vault on the track in a daze.Until the train pulled into the station, his mind kept echoing the plain voice of the announcer on the platform, and he was empty.

Help the old lady set it up and get out of the car.Standing on the platform again, I watched the train make a distant turn along the track, and then disappeared.

The sky outside the platform is also grayish white.Spread on the rails, it is still off-white, blending with the light gray polished surface on the rails.Cloudy days and this deserted station are always twins who will never leave.But on the train platform opposite to the big city, it was so lively.Comparing the two, it seems like a world away.

This is the first time that Zheng Yuan and Ouyang stood on the platform, waiting for the train to enter the station.The two were surprisingly quiet until Ouyang said something, let's go.

Let's go, where are we going?Zheng Yuan was curious.When he got on the crowded subway, Ouyang didn't ask him what plans he had next.Zheng Yuan has not contacted Ouyang since the last forum meeting.Apart from arranging the draft, Ouyang never contacted Zheng Yuan.

At this moment, the phone rang for help.It turned out to be Song Tianhao calling.

I wanted to ignore it and think about my work, but I could only pick it up and politely said, "Hello, Mr. Song."

Song Tianhao's tone was not at all polite: "Get off work? It's raining tonight, let's go to your house to eat hot pot."

"Need not……"

"I still have your money here, should you spend it quickly?"

"..."

"By the way, call Ouyang. Jiang Xiaofan is here."

Song Tianhao couldn't understand why someone needs to hug an old doll to fall asleep, why someone would willingly lock themselves in a fixed relationship until they die of old age.For example, marriage.

But in other words, even if they get a marriage contract, this kind of relationship may be reduced to exist in name only.Like his parents.

In this world, the saddest thing is a person who is so depressed that he wants to die. He wants to find someone who doesn't know what depression is to relieve his depression, and he is full of hope that this person can sweep away his depression.

Such people are the most pathetic.They often attract each other inexplicably, and eventually they are labeled as "birds of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups".

Song Tianhao hated the sickly demeanor of the crowd.

But he was jealous of this kind of person to death.Obviously unable to understand each other and be honest with each other, but still not discouraged.

Due to some personal reasons, Song Tianhao's closest classmate to Ouyang is...an old friend.He "knows a thing or two" about what happened to Ouyang and Zheng Yuan in college.At the same time, I also feel that the relationship between the two of them is so innocent and naive as to be ridiculous.

So, when he met Zheng Yuan again and thought of his relationship with Ouyang, he couldn't help wanting to make some damage and have some fun.

Recently, his mother, who is keen on investing in film and television dramas, is promoting a fledgling fresh meat.Just now, she called to say that she wanted to invest in the filming of an urban romantic comedy, and wanted to borrow the classic high-end real estate under the Hengli Group...Riverside·1984 as the filming location.

"You will help me make the decision. This is also a kind of publicity for your perseverance." The mother's voice, which I had not heard for a long time, came from the other end of the phone.Strange, but it seems to have a familiar smell of camphor.

You, propaganda, cold air came out of his nose.But from the perspective of the company's interests and peace of mind, he could only agree.

I remember when I was a child, my mother only made two overseas phone calls a year.One Spring Festival, one Mid-Autumn Festival.And he can only ask her if she will go home during the Mid-Autumn Festival during the Spring Festival, and if she will go home during the Mid-Autumn Festival.I have been asking this question repeatedly for no less than seven or eight years, but I have never seen my mother.

When my mother hung up the phone, she never hesitated.

Song Tianhao put down his phone.Coincidentally, Ouyang's girlfriend, Jiang Xiaofan, turned out to be the account manager for their company's loan business.Looking at Jiang Xiaofan who came to visit and was sorting out the documents, he picked up the phone again and dialed Zheng Yuan's number.Wanted to be a little disruptive, that's all.

I drove to buy various ingredients, and went home to pick up the electric hot pot.Along the way, Jiang Xiaofan sat on the co-pilot of Song Tianhao's car, with a polite smile, and talked to him about innocuous topics.Song Tianhao understood that if it wasn't for the client relationship, Jiang Xiaofan might give him a bad face at this moment and walk away.

After driving for a long time, he suddenly said to Jiang Xiaofan: "Ouyang is not bad, and Zheng Yuan is such a loyal buddy."

Jiang Xiaofan still smiled politely, and said: "Yes."

Song Tianhao stretched his neck while waiting for the red light, and continued, "Don't you think their relationship is too good?"

After Jiang Xiaofan heard this, he turned his head and looked at Song Tianhao's smiling face.Before she could speak, Song Tianhao said again: "It's nothing, I'll just say something casually. I'm not very familiar with them either, haha."

Jiang Xiaofan didn't ask any further, picked up the phone and swipe his fingers.After a pause, she asked with doubts: "President Song, do you have a banquet at noon?"

"Drink a little bit." Song Tianhao was noncommittal.

When the green light came on, he stepped on the accelerator and hummed a couple of out-of-key tunes with raised eyebrows.

This night, in the bungalow of Zheng Yuan's mother's house, the air was filled with the smell of a storm.

The electric hot pot was gurgling and steaming. Sliced ​​lamb, tofu, chrysanthemum chrysanthemum, cabbage and a bunch of side dishes were rolling up and down in the pot.The four people sitting around the central table in the main room of Zheng Yuan's mother's house did not eat happily no matter how they looked at it.

Song Tianhao looked around the room while cleaning the shrimp in the bowl, and began to talk enviously: "Zheng Yuan, your house is really nice. Now you can get a bungalow in the second ring road because you are rich."

Zheng Yuan snorted: "Mr. Song, don't be joking. This is my mother's room. I'm just a dick."

"Eh? Auntie won't eat with us today?"

"She went to a relative's house in another place, and it will take half a month to come back." Zheng Yuan picked up a chrysanthemum chrysanthemum in the pot, looked at it fresh and green, put it in the sesame sauce bowl, but completely lost his appetite.

What is the relationship between this Song Tianhao and Ouyang?Now pull them together to eat hot pot, what is the plan?Zheng Yuan was puzzled.

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Song, Ouyang is planning to buy a house recently. If there is a suitable real estate, he must remember to recommend it." Not wanting to think so much, he still found a more realistic topic.

Song Tianhao clapped his hands suddenly as if remembering something: "I almost forgot, Zheng Yuan, didn't you ask me to introduce the real estate before? An old friend of my dad has an old project near the West Fourth Ring Road that is currently being liquidated. It's one-third lower, why don't you go and have a look? I've already said hello to them, and I think I can give you a little discount."

Zheng Yuan raised his chin in a dull manner, and said, "Exactly, I'm asking for Ouyang."

Song Tianhao raised his head excitedly, and began to introduce the real estate situation to Ouyang and Jiang Xiaofan.They also thanked repeatedly after listening.

Zheng Yuan was silent at the side, and added more wine to himself.

After Song Tianhao finished speaking a bunch of professional terms, he said to Ouyang, "Congratulations on getting married and starting a business."

Ouyang smiled and nodded, but did not answer directly: "Thanks to Zheng Yuan for thinking about it, he was busy with buying a house."

"Don't think too much about it. I think Zheng Yuan is happy to help." Song Tianhao poured beer for the four of them, and raised the glasses in a gesture, "Come on, let's toast to your new life as a young couple."

Maybe it was because the "young couple" spoke a little more heavily, and it became even heavier when it reached Zheng Yuan's ears.He didn't clink glasses with Song Tianhao, and drank the full glass in one go.

"But Ouyang, you and Zheng Yuan have such a good relationship, won't Xiaofan be jealous? Haha." Putting down his glass, Song Tianhao grinned and said to Jiang Xiaofan, and then added, "Just kidding."

Jiang Xiaofan shrugged, tilted his head, turned his eyes to the air, and replied half-jokingly: "I can't see it either, Mr. Song, you are so experienced, please teach me two ways to defend against mistresses."

Hearing Jiang Xiaofan's words, the four of them laughed, but they all laughed uneasy.Zheng Yuan took the wine bottle and filled it silently for himself.

"Don't worry. Ouyang is so obedient, he won't let you down." Song Tianhao teased Jiang Xiaofan.

Jiang Xiaofan took Ouyang's arm with a smile, leaned his head on his shoulder, and said firmly, "That's right, I still have this confidence. Mr. Song, my parents have come over these two days to discuss marriage. We will have a wedding at the end of the year You must come to show your face."

Song Tianhao hurriedly agreed, and even said that he would wrap a big red envelope for them.

The hot pot was boiling again, Ouyang picked up a small colander and told everyone to eat quickly, so as not to burn the pot.

"By the way. I heard that you and Zheng Yuan were introduced at first, right? Why didn't you fall in love with him?" Song Tianhao picked up a piece of mutton from the pot, and said neither salty nor bland.