The rest of my life on the rainbow

When Gu Lin received the news, he was actually in class, the phone vibrated for a while before he had time to pick it up to take a look, and then hung up again.

As a result, he hung up the phone and called again, so he had to temporarily assign a class assignment with this group of junior high school students, and then opened the classroom door to answer the phone.

He taught history, and the class assignment was reciting. He planned to come back after answering the phone and come back for a spot check, but he failed to do the spot check.

The fuck is dead, cerebral hemorrhage.

Gu Lin is a single-parent family. If he hadn't done something bad when he was 20 years old, he wouldn't have fled all the way to this small county in the north to be a teacher. After one and a half years left in college, he dropped out of school and struggled in society. After a few years of self-study, I took a test, and then I got a teacher qualification certificate, and then I gradually stabilized my life. Now I still have a small house, although the mortgage has not been paid off.

But he has lived until now, at the age of 38. Even in the first hard and difficult days when he first left, he still carefully gave his mother and son in the south the monthly living expenses.

But he only sent the money back last week, and he was thinking about going back to see him during the Chinese New Year this year, but this is not the way.

But why are people gone today?

Gu Lin couldn't figure it out.

When Gu Lin went back, he went back naked without taking a person and a mobile phone. He walked back to the hometown where he was born on the familiar dirt road, and only saw the black and white photo of his mother.

Did not see the last side.

The relatives in the family contacted Gu Lin to inform him after the funeral was over.

Gu Lin walked around the empty house, looking around with a blank expression—strange, doesn't he still have a silly son?

A stupid son is a stupid son, mentally stagnant, at the age of 17, his intelligence is only five or six years old, Gu Lin knows it, so he used to work hard to make money for his mother to treat this disease, but he took a lot of medicine, and he couldn't see it. The young doctor is not good either.

Then gave up.

A stupid son is also a son, not to mention stupid people will have stupid blessings, just be stupid.

You see, he still inquired about the news, but he didn't dare to see him, and he didn't dare to see him after sneaking back several times.

Gu Lin angrily knocked over the tables and chairs, he didn't like his silly son very much, but his mother did.Gu Lin turned over the table and chairs and took out the phone.

Gu Lin is good-looking, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a straight nose. His lips are quite pale. He is more than 1.8 meters tall, but not strong. He is a gentle person when he wears plain glasses in class.

He was indeed a relatively soft and gentle person when he was young, but now he has a much worse temper.

Gu Lin didn't want to see his silly son very much, it was a small thorn in his heart, and he would bleed profusely, so he had to keep it, but it was uncomfortable to keep it, so he could only ignore it.

After the phone call was made, Gu Lin let out his temper and healed up a lot. He calmly said, "Auntie, where's Gu Mao?"

Gu Lin went to pick up his son from a neighbor's house, but his aunt didn't take him away, and when he heard that he was coming back, he left him in the country.

The neighbors in the country are not just next to the door, but they can only be reached by walking a few roads on Shuitian Road. Fortunately, Gu Lin still has some impressions that the neighbor is a chubby uncle with small eyes, no matter whether he laughs or smiles, his eyes will always be slit.

Gu Lin's shoes and trousers were covered with dirt, he didn't care if it was dirty or not, but now that it's November, he cares more about whether it's cold or not.

It's quite cold, not the kind of cold that the cold wind blows into the bones of the face in the north, but the kind of wet cold.Gu Lin rubbed her hands, pushed down her glasses and looked at the young man by the neighbor's small bamboo forest.

He looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, with hats, scarves and gloves wrapped around his body. His bangs were well cut and stuck to his white skin. He squatted on the ground with a wooden stick and poked something.

Gu Lin looked at it for a while, and thought it was quite silly.

The young man got tired of poking, stood up, and saw Gu Lin when he turned his head.

Not tall like him.Gu Lin thought so in his heart, then looked at the boy staring at him with round eyes, and shouted——

"Puba!"

……

Can't pronounce the sound correctly?

The boy ran over and stood in front of him.

Gu Lin lowered his head and looked at him carefully, it was still a boy who hadn't opened his eyes, the lines were round and white, his eyes were as clean and clear as the sky after a rain, one eyelash was long and the other was curled up.

He looked at it for a long time, and felt that the eyebrows, nose and mouth looked like him, especially the mouth, which was very pale in color.

Eyes... follow mom.

"Father?" The boy tilted his head and opened his hands, "Do you want Mao Mao to hug you?"

That's right again... Gu Lin was stunned before he finished thinking, his tone was as strict as when he was used to teaching, "What are you hugging?"

Gu Mao was stunned for a while, then shivered, his eyes aggrieved.

Gu Lin: "..."

Gu Lin: "No, I didn't yell at you."

Gu Mao looked at him cautiously, took out the photo from the pocket of the thick padded jacket and looked at it again, then raised his head and shouted: "Dad!"

Gu Lin saw it with sharp eyes, it was his photo, young, smiling brilliantly at the camera.

"...Don't hug people, you are an adult." Gu Lin said awkwardly.

Gu Mao nodded obediently, then shook his head and opened his hands and said, "Grandma said, if you see Dad, you should hug him and say something to him!"

"What words?" Gu Lin didn't look at his outstretched hands - what kind of words did such a big person hug.

Gu Mao thought about it and said, "You have to hug and talk."

"..."

Gu Lin turned his head to look at the door, but there was no one there.So he hugged it quickly, full of air-conditioning, and the smell of milk, he was a little disgusted, why did he still drink milk...

"Dad, I love you!"

There was no shyness in the boy's voice, and he hugged him tightly.

Gu Lin was stunned, but didn't say a word.

The young man happily let go of him, looked at Gu Lin's still serious face and said again, "Dad, Mao Mao loves you."

With red ears, Gu Lin stretched out her cold, callused hands and pinched the young man's white and tender cheeks.

Gu Mao was taken care of very well, his face turned red when he pinched it like this, the boy didn't cry out for pain, but tears came out and swirled in his eyes.

Gu Lin: "..." So delicate?

The boy seemed to be angry, but in front of him was his grandma praising his current father, so he didn't cry and took two steps back in aggrieved manner.

"...Gu, Gu Lin?" A voice sounded.

Gu Lin glanced back—yo, even though his hair is gray, he is still the same uncle with small eyes.

"Are you here... to pick Mao Mao away?" The uncle hesitated, he looked at Gu Lin carefully, his eyes narrowed - Gu Lin hasn't changed much... just pointing at the appearance, when the child made that incident, everyone Shocked, the first reaction was, what kind of joke is this kid playing, Gu Lin, how is it possible for that good baby?

But no matter how impossible it is, the fact is in front of us.

The uncle looked at Gu Lin's appearance, his hair was stroked back, he might be in a hurry, his hair was messy, scattered on his forehead, his glasses were thin, Danfeng's eyes were thick black, and red bloodshot eyes filled his eyes. With a bit of a vicious air...

……

The uncle looked at Gu Lin's indifferent appearance, and felt that he had poor eyesight, and he looked at the wronged Gu Mao, feeling a little bit sorry for this silly boy.

Gu Lin felt that there was still some thorn in his heart. He couldn't see it before, but now he saw it. With a smile, "Uncle, Gu... I took Mao Mao away, and I have to go back tomorrow."

The uncle opened his mouth, wanting to politely say something to stay for a meal, but Gu Lin stumbled away with the child.

The child turned back crookedly and waved to him.

The uncle had a sore nose, turned his head away, and after a while he turned back, wanting to tell Gu Lin to slow down, people and children can't keep up.

As a result, Gu Lin stopped impatiently, bent down and directly picked up the chubby boy, and walked away with strides, as if he was carrying nothing.

The uncle shut up.

"Baba, are you going to grandma's place?" Back home, Gu Mao squatted on the threshold, holding his baby-fat face, looking at Gu Lin with sparkling eyes and asking.

Gu Lin stopped packing his luggage, and raised his head slowly after a while, "Do you know where your grandma is?"

"Heaven." Gu Mao laughed, then frowned, and whispered: "But uncle said that heaven is far away, and I can't go there alone."

Gu Lin thinks this is okay, even if his son is stupid, he can't lie to him, and he can't lie to him for a lifetime... Well, maybe he can lie for a lifetime.

So he said: "Well, heaven is very far away, Gu... Maomao, you have to walk for a lifetime to get there."

Gu Mao was stunned, he tilted his head and asked: "How far is a lifetime? Can Mao Mao go there?"

Gu Lin didn't even raise his head, "It's far away, a masculine man, you can walk there."

The tone was perfunctory, but Gu Mao couldn't hear it. He felt that his father had praised him, so he continued to ask happily: "Then which direction are you going?"

Gu Lin said: "West side." Various signs show that if there is a heaven, then nine out of ten it is in the west side, Gu Lin firmly believes.

Then the surroundings became quiet, Gu Lin didn't raise his head, he was relieved, thinking that it might be difficult for him to raise a child.

Gu Mao didn't speak for a while, Gu Lin packed the two suitcases with ease. After packing, his eyes fell on the door of his room, and after a while, he looked away.

Come back later... Let's talk.

... In fact, there is nothing to see, the inside is probably still the same as when he left, cleaned up by his mother.

Gu Lin turned his head and left.

Gu Mao stood up and followed him, "Are you leaving now?"

Gu Lin turned around, dragged out the suitcases one by one, and asked Gu Mao to sit here and wait.He hurriedly went to his mother's tomb, which was the site of their ancestors for generations. He saw the new tomb at a glance, and was about to kneel down and then stopped - there was no paper money.

He bowed respectfully on both knees, and then stood up expressionlessly, "Mom, I will take care of Mao Mao... Every year, I will bring him back to see you."

"..." He stopped, not knowing what to say.He sneaked back several times, but his mother didn't see him once.

When Gu Lin went back, it was dark, and the cemetery was not far or near. It took more than half an hour to walk back and forth. When he came back, Gu Mao didn't move at the same place. When he saw Gu Lin, he happily called out to his father.

Gu Lin suddenly felt grateful to him - his mother was still happy, and it was thanks to his silly son, right?

He was more patient, cooked for Gu Mao to eat, tidied him up, let him lie on the bed peacefully, stared deeply at his son falling asleep before leaving, stood at the door for a while, and sneaked to his mother In the room, I picked up the photo of the two of them and looked at it for a while, the tip of my nose became sore at some point, and tears filled my eyes.

Damn, he's only 38 years old!An Qiufang, are you really willing to bring a naughty son with your son at such a young age?

Depend on.

Gu Lin squatted down, cursing in a mess in her heart, and pinched back the little bit of weakness that came out.

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