dedicated to memorial day

The shop is closed on Monday, and there is nothing to do.

Yesterday I cleaned the room, watered the flowers, and washed the clothes.After Zhou Yu woke up, he lay on the bed in a daze, played a few single-player games in the middle, and was in a daze again until ten o'clock, when it was time to get up.

When I opened the refrigerator, I found that there were only a few eggs and a few yellowed vegetable leaves left. Against the light of the refrigerator, it looked miserable.

It's time to eat noodles.

No matter what, you still have to eat well.

A TV series is playing repeatedly on the TV, with old-fashioned plots and pale dialogues. Even if twenty episodes of the plot are left behind, it will not affect the viewing.

Zhou Yu sat in the restaurant alone, slowly stuffing the food into his mouth mouthful.

It took a full hour to eat, and because I hadn't figured out what I needed to do, I dawdled on trivial matters.

In the end, I decided to go to a large supermarket in the city center to purchase. The reason for choosing the city center instead of the nearby one is purely because the city center is far away, and it takes more than an hour to go back and forth.

It's a pity that the city center is very empty on weekdays, and the bus is played as a drift.

I bought enough ingredients for a week, socks and razors, and originally wanted to get another carton of milk, but I gave up because I had too many things to take the bus.

It was already two o'clock in the afternoon when we got home.

It was only two o'clock in the afternoon.

Sitting on the sofa, Zhou Yu felt an inexplicable sense of emptiness. This feeling often appeared when his mother had just passed away. That kind of emptiness.

After sitting quietly for a while, Zhou Yu thought of the flowers and plants on the roof that had not been taken care of for a long time.As if he had found a source of vitality, he went upstairs with a small shovel and a shower.

Before Zhou Yu came here, the rooftop was a wasteland, filled with weeds and empty mineral water bottles.

It turns out that being bored can be really scary.Zhou Yu spent a week cleaning up the entire rooftop and dividing it into partitions.The position near the wall is planted with lingxiaohua and clematis.Lianas are easy to feed, and they can climb all over the wall by dropping a few seeds at will.

But the planting time is too short, and they are not taken care of very much. These plants have not grown to their best time, and the sparse green leaves are a bit bleak.

The more delicate ones are the green plants in the troughs. No one has visited them for a long time, and the leaves are already a little wilted. Thanks to the favorable spring weather and the rain a few days ago, they survived.Zhou Yu squatted on the ground and turned them up with a small shovel, and poured some water on them, so that they looked a little more decent.

The green plants exude a delicate fragrance, and the sun hangs in the air, making people sleepy. Zhou Yu went downstairs to get a folding chair and a book, and prepared to watch the sunset here alone.

I bought the book at a flea market for only 3 yuan, the original price was 56 yuan.Only halfway through it did I realize it was a pirated copy.The printing is a bit skewed and the spools are all glued, but other than that it doesn't affect the viewing.

The author of this book was very popular for a while, and Zhou Yu also flipped through the book a few times in the bookstore, but at that time, after reading three pages, he was so sleepy that he lost his mind, so he had to give up.I bought it again this time and found it very interesting to read. Only then did Zhou Yu realize that he had wrongly blamed this gentleman. He thought that the reason for his sleepiness that day was not the book, but the reason why he only slept for two hours the day before yesterday.

Why did you only sleep for two hours?forgotten.After thinking about it, Zhou Yu closed the book on his face and fell asleep.

Woke up because of the cold, the sky was already a continuous afterglow, and the evening was filled with the scent of plants and trees. Zhou Yu saw a man standing in front of the flower trough, watering those pots of green plants with a shower.

Zhou Yu hadn't fully woken up from his sleep, he squinted his eyes and hurriedly stopped and said, "It's already been poured."

Water too much and it will die.

The man turned around, turned sideways calmly and said, "It's okay, this is the umbrella grass."

Zhou Yu rubbed his sleepy eyes, only then did he realize that the other party was watering just one tank of umbrella grass, and umbrella grass loves water, so it was originally planted because it was the rainy season.

"right."

Zhou Yu was relieved.His gaze shifted from the flowers and plants to the face of the flower waterer. After seeing who the other party was, Zhou Yu was not surprised.

Although this was also the first time I saw Cheng Jingshen here, subconsciously I felt that if there was a visitor to this secret garden, it must be Cheng Jingshen.

"Doctor Cheng, are you resting today?" Zhou Yu asked politely.

Cheng Jingshen nodded. After putting down the shower, he leaned on the railing calmly, closed his eyes and tilted his head back, revealing his obvious Adam's apple. The evening wind blew his hair. He said: "Come out and blow Hair."

"I didn't expect to find such a comfortable place on the rooftop." Cheng Jingshen looked at Zhou Yu and said in a teasing tone, "Why didn't my neighbor tell me?"

Zhou Yu lowered his head in embarrassment, and gathered the pages of the book in his hand.The reason for the looseness of the coil is that the pages of the book will be messed up if there is a slight movement, and it must be clustered again and again.

"What are you looking at?" Cheng Jingshen followed his movements and raised his chin towards the book in his hand.

Zhou Yu held up the book for him to read by himself.

"What are you talking about?" Cheng Jingshen asked.

Zhou Yu thought silently for a while but replied: "I forgot."

In fact, he could remember almost every plot in the book, and he didn't want to end the topic immediately, but he racked his brains but didn't know how to organize the words to explain what the book said.

This author is best at talking about trivial life. The whole book is like a long and boring old movie.

It seems that everything has been said, and nothing has been said.

Anxious to prove that he really read it seriously, Zhou Yu hurriedly said, "Maybe it's a story about finding a fish... right?"

When it comes to the latter, I am not sure. I might as well not tell it. It sounds like a boring story.

Cheng Jingshen seemed very interested: "Can you lend me a look after finishing it?"

Zhou Yu nodded: "But this book is a bit broken."

As he spoke, he raised the old book in his hand and shook it slightly, and the paper inside was crumbling.

"I will read it carefully." Cheng Jingshen answered irrelevantly.

Zhou Yu didn't say much anymore, just murmured "OK".

Cheng Jingshen looked around the rooftop and asked, "You planted these?"

"Well, there used to be weeds here, so I planted things here." Zhou Yu explained, "I like planting flowers very much."

Here it is again, making a fuss over a molehill, as if to show Cheng Jingshen something in order to increase his own value.Nagging, is it necessary to explain these things specially?Obviously a trivial matter.

Zhou Yu doesn't like himself like this.

Cheng Jingshen, "Your hobbies are very..."

"Mother." Zhou Yu answered first for Cheng Jingshen.

Cheng Jingshen was stunned for a moment, and said one word: "Great."

Your hobbies are great.

But the word "bang" followed "mother", as if affirming Zhou Yu's quick answer and praising his self-knowledge.

Cheng Jingshen coughed lightly, and asked, "Is mother alright?"

Zhou Yu looked at him with puzzled eyes.

"Gentle, meticulous, and forbearing." Cheng Jingshen jumped out the words one by one, "It probably means this."

Zhou Yu was a little embarrassed, Cheng Jingshen's eyes were too sincere, he was not doing it for the harmony of the neighbors or to show his high EQ, he was praising him very seriously, and he wanted to convey this sincerity to him solemnly.

No matter who you are, you will be shy if you are praised seriously.Shy and happy.

"Do you want to say that your hobbies are all fathers?"

While talking, Cheng Jingshen laughed himself first: "This sounds more like cursing."

Zhou Yu also laughed, showing his teeth, giggling, and the evening wind was filled with the laughter of the two of them.

Cheng Jingshen stopped laughing, and sighed: "It's so pleasant, your life."

Zhou Yu said, "It's just a waste of time."

"From the perspective of life, doing anything is a waste of time." Cheng Jingshen said.

Work, sleep, study, plant flowers, read books, and lie in bed in a daze.

God has set a time limit, 70 years or 80 years or more, with nothing as the end and time wasting as the mission.

After all, there is nothing in particular that needs to be done.

Thinking this way, everything is bearable, because everything has an end.

"Is the flower shop open tomorrow?" Cheng Jingshen asked suddenly.

"open."

"Can I have some tea?"

Zhou Yu nodded.

Cheng Jingshen confirmed again: "Then can I go at about five o'clock in the afternoon?"

Zhou Yu said helplessly: "Anytime, there are seats in the tea room."

Cheng Jingshen said half-truthfully, "I'm afraid that my appearance will scare you again."

Zhou Yu didn't understand, Cheng Jingshen smiled: "Just kidding, I just want to make an appointment with you."

Now the coincidence meeting became an agreed meeting.

In any case, there will be something to do tomorrow.