I'm weak, I installed [Transmigration Book]

Song Hanzhang stepped out of the exclusive elevator, and the employees walking in the office gave way one after another. Everyone was silent, only the word "Mr. Song" followed his unrecognizable pace and stopped outside the president's office.

The chief secretary outside the door slowly stood up, with the phone in his hand, hesitant to speak.

Song Hanzhang stopped and stretched out his hand: "Whose?"

Song Hanzhang's itinerary is generally in charge of the assistant. The person who called the office was not a subordinate within the company to report on work, but Aunt Xu or Uncle Xu couldn't reach him or the assistant through a private phone call? Asked through the General Secretary's Office his movements.

The secretary handed over the phone with both hands: "...Mr. Jian."

Song Hanzhang took it back after a pause, turned around and pushed open the office door, the assistant followed him and gestured to the secretary to hang up the phone, and told her to order food for Song Hanzhang, then followed up the office in fear .

The coat was thrown aside casually, and Song Hanzhang was sitting on the sofa wearing only a shirt. There were several medicine bottles in a mess on the coffee table. He lowered his head and poured the pills into the palm of his hand.

No one in the company knew about Song Hanzhang's illness except the assistant. He was busy with the meeting in the morning and didn't take his medicine. The people in the whole meeting room felt the suffocating low pressure. It happened that there was a mistake in the project, and everyone was even more unhappy. Dare to come out.

The stagnant and heavy atmosphere lingered around Song Hanzhang until the end of the meeting.

The assistant secretly glanced at his palm, it was enough to choke someone to death in one gulp.

When he went to get the medicine two days ago, he originally wanted the doctor to prescribe a one-month dose, but these medicines had a lot of side effects. In order to avoid accidents or deliberate suicide, the doctor only prescribed it for half a month, and he even asked his assistant to give it to him. He made an appointment with Song Hanzhang to chat with Song Hanzhang again.

However, Song Hanzhang's work schedule is so full that he has no time at all.

So the doctor said that until Song Hanzhang was willing to meet him, he would not take the medicine in advance. No matter when he finished taking the medicine for half a month, he would have to take it again after half a month.

Song Hanzhang still didn't have much reaction to this... oh,? He did.

While the assistant was reporting on the work, he saw Song Hanzhang staring at the pills in his palm without saying a word for a long while, flicking here and there, and pouring back the extra amount one by one with some reluctance. in the bottle.

"...That's all, Mr. Song." The assistant handed him the tablet.

Song Hanzhang put down the water glass: "You go out first."

The assistant helped him put away the medicine bottle on the table before he left. Song Hanzhang was the only one left in the huge office. He sat quietly on the sofa for a while, then got up and went to the inner room.

He took a short nap and was awakened by the sound of the door opening.

Uncle Xu smiled apologetically: "Did I wake you up?"

Song Hanzhang is sleepy now, and he couldn't sleep well at first: "Why are you here?"

"The weather is getting hot, I'll help you with some change of clothes." Uncle Xu said, bringing in some casual clothes and shirts that were on the sofa outside, and hanging them in the closet one by one. The collision makes this model room-like lounge a bit more alive.

Uncle Xu looked at the brand new spring and autumn casual clothes squeezed into the corner by the suit. He took them out of the closet without saying anything, and turned to Song Hanzhang, "You haven't been home for two months, have you? Aunt Xu learned a new dish, let me tell you to go home and try it."

The words of refusal turned to the tip of his tongue, seeing Uncle Xu's expectant and cautious eyes, Song Hanzhang swallowed it back again, he seemed to have aged a lot in only three years, and at the age of fifty, his hair was much grayer .

He nodded.

"I see you haven't eaten lunch yet. It just so happens that Xu Min made soup for you and asked me to bring it to you." Xu Qing laughed, went out with her clothes in her arms, and handed them to the driver to let him go down first, and put the soup on the coffee table. Unscrew the thermos.

Song Hanzhang followed behind him, and there was still a lunch box brought in by his assistant on the table.

The chicken soup was salty and rich, and Uncle Xu poured a full bowl for Song Hanzhang.

Xu Min simmered the soup slowly all morning, poured it into the thermos bucket as soon as it was cooked, and asked Xu Qing to deliver it to Song Hanzhang, and the rim of the bowl handed to Song Hanzhang was still hot.

Song Hanzhang, who just woke up, didn't have much appetite, but he still drank the whole bowl of soup in front of Uncle Xu. He eats on time now not to satisfy his appetite, but to meet his physical needs. Uncle and Aunt Xu also need it.

Except for the occasional sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding in the office, it was so quiet that it didn't look like there were two people sitting there.

This silence was maintained until the dining table in the old house, the three sat facing each other, and no one spoke.

It's not that Aunt Xu or Uncle Xu didn't want to talk, but that Song Hanzhang kept silent most of the time in private except that he might talk a lot at work. In the past, the somewhat sickly silence weighed on Uncle Xu and Aunt Xu's hearts like a mountain.

If he doesn't go home, they have to worry about whether he takes his medicine on time and eats on time, and whether he doesn't take his body seriously because he is busy with work.

When he came home, they were naturally happy to see that he was in good condition. During the few days when he was at home, Xu Min would definitely supplement his body in different ways, but seeing his drastically changed temperament, they neither knew how to comfort him nor I don't know how to let him get out of the past, only worrying.

Just as Song Hanzhang stopped chopsticks, Aunt Xu hurriedly asked, "Have you eaten? Do you want to eat more?"

"No need for Aunt Xu, I'm full." Song Hanzhang got up, "You and Uncle Xu eat slowly, I still have some work to do."

"Little Master..."

Song Hanzhang entered the study, Xu Min and Xu Qing looked at each other, put down their chopsticks, and lost their appetite.

She looked at the dishes on the table that had hardly been touched: "It's been three years, why haven't you seen anything good?"

Xu Qing sighed, put chopsticks into her bowl: "Let's eat."

Chun Leshui never thought that she would meet Lin Xi again.

Matthew's work is already on the right track. Except for the occasional overtime, most of the time is punctual from [-] to [-]. After returning to China, Chun Ruan has countless appointments and is busy catching up with old friends she hasn't seen for many years, so When they are not at home, the tasks of walking the dog and taking care of the children are handed over to Chun Leshui.

Bianmu has a lot of activities, Chun Leshui can only take the dog to play in the park near home for more than two hours while Alice is asleep, and occasionally walks the dog with Alice.Carrying the baby in one hand and pushing the cart and paying attention to the dogs playing on the lawn, Chun Leshui's eyes fell on the aunts with grandchildren who gathered next to her, sighing once and for all, it's really not easy for a wife to nurse a child.

"Xiao Chun, are you taking Alice out to play again?" An aunt who was already familiar with him greeted him.

"Aunt Sun." Chun Leshui greeted, her four or five-year-old granddaughter grabbed Alice's feet, and Alice kept screaming.

Chun Leshui put Alice into the cart, and the little girl immediately lay down beside the cart, poked her little face with a short index finger, and hooked Alice's hand: "Call me sister, Alice call me sister."

Alice imitated her words inarticulately and called her sister.

Both Alice and Bian Mu had fun with their friends, and Chun Leshui... also had a good time chatting with the aunts.

Who would have thought that among the first batch of friends he made after returning to China, none of his peers were there.

The main reason is that everyone's topic will never be around the word "children", and Chun Leshui, who has been a "dad" for so long, can't control his desire to join. My sister screamed, and within two days, she captured the hearts of many women, and she complained more and more about what she was doing at home to make the No.1 son (husband) angry.

And they are also very keen to introduce someone to Chun Leshui. Whether they thought he was a single father at first, or knew that Alice was just his sister, the aunts never stopped being matchmakers, and they wanted to introduce some relatives to him again. When she was a niece, Chun Le Shui Le said: "Aunt Sun, I don't like girls, did you forget? You want to introduce some boys, too?"

"Auntie boys don't have good resources here..." Aunt Sun complained, "You also know that the girls nowadays are all excellent, but the boys are just..." She thought about the male resources in her hands. Not even intending to introduce Chun Leshui, he waved his hands in disgust, "I don't think so, boys like you are rare."

"What kind do you like, auntie will help you pay attention to it?"

"I like it..." Chun Leshui pondered for a moment, and counted with his fingers, "I like good-looking people, even better figures, thin waists, long legs, abdominal muscles and pectoral muscles. I don't have much requirements for personality. , the main thing is to be handsome... Otherwise, how can you be worthy of me, don't you think?"

"There are a lot of good-looking girls, but boys..." Aunt Sun's words revealed this kind of dislike for contemporary men. She stared behind Chun Leshui for a moment, and suddenly took a picture excitedly. I patted him, and changed the subject, "Not for nothing! I just saw a handsome boy with good looks and a good figure that fits your requirements walking towards us. Would you like to ask Auntie for you?!"

Chun Leshui turned her head and focused her gaze on Lin Xi's face amidst Aunt Sun's voice, "I think he looks familiar".

He was wearing a peaked cap, the mask was hanging on his chin, and his fingertips were hooked to the sunglasses. He walked in front of Chun Leshui, smiling innocently and innocently: "Meet you again, do you remember me?"

How could Chun Leshui not remember, after all, he had been greedy for Lin Xi for a long time, and now Lin Xi is still growing in his aesthetic point, but he also knew that this was not what Lin Xi asked.

He returned a friendly smile, but there was a little doubt in his eyes: "...you are?"

"We met at the airport, Lin Xi, do you remember?"

Before Chun Leshui answered, the aunts around her exclaimed, "Aren't you the... Lin Xi who played "Dynasty"?"

Lin Xi nodded with a smile. An aunt said that her daughter liked him very much. A group of people began to ask questions around Lin Xi. Aunt Sun teased Chun Leshui.

He looked at Lin Xi in the crowd, and felt that his personality had changed compared to three years ago. He didn't have those cautious ingratiations in him. He probably had already solved the gambling dad and gained the With the current status, you don't have to sell your body in exchange for survival like before.

Chun Leshui guessed this way.

He stepped forward and pulled Lin Xi out of the crowd: "Aunts, he is looking for me, you can't fight me."

It took more than ten minutes to appease the aunts, and the two finally had a chance to be alone.

It is not appropriate to say that he is alone, after all, there is still a little one sitting in Chun Leshui's stroller, and there is also a border shepherd lying on his feet with a rope in his mouth.

Three people and one dog were sitting in a corner of the park. Lin Xi lowered her head and teased Alice: "What's your sister's name?"

"Alice."

Lin Xi teased her for a while, then raised her head and said to Chun Leshui: "I was sorry at the airport last time, because you...you look too much like a friend of mine, and you lost your composure, sorry."

"It's okay." Chun Leshui said.

"I heard you talking to Alice that day, aren't you from Huaguo?"

"Yes, but I immigrated with my mother when I was a child."

"Then you speak Chinese fluently."

"I immigrated because I was in elementary school, and my mother and I often speak Chinese at home."

"..."

Lin Xi suddenly looked at Chun Leshui and fell silent, Chun Leshui was puzzled: "Is there something on my face?"

"No, no, no..." Lin Xi forced a smile, bowed his head and said, "You are too similar to him, your voice is also similar, and the way you speak is also similar... Sorry..." He took out his mobile phone, "Can you give me What's your contact information, I want to make friends with you. Of course, I don't mean to use you as my friend's substitute, but you two are too similar..."

Chun Leshui asked knowingly: "That friend of yours..."

"He passed away."

"Feel sorry."

"It's okay." Lin Xi smiled, "Can I make friends with you?"

"Of course." Chun Leshui exchanged social software business cards with him, and also told him her mobile phone number, "You can just call me 'Chun'."

Lin Xi's typing fingers rested on the keyboard, and he asked, "...that 'chun'?"

"Three points of water, simple Chun."

Lin Xi sighed amidst the sound of the keyboard while typing: "Not only do you and my friend look very similar, but even your name coincidentally has the word Chun. It's amazing, what's your full name?"

Chun Leshui paused, Lin Xi didn't notice the gap between these two seconds, he heard a familiar name: "Chun Leshui."

Lin Xi turned her head in astonishment, and Chun Leshui repeated with a smile as if she didn't know anything: "My name is Chun Leshui."

"...His name is also Chun Leshui."

Of course Chun Leshui knew, he was surprised for a moment and then smiled: "Then he and I are really destined."

He asked Lin Xi something about "Chun Le Shui" as if he was curious, and finally got the address of his cemetery from him: "I will pay homage to him when I have time, and I am also a little curious..." Chun Le Shui smiled Naively, "Is there really another me in the world?

Lin Xi chatted with him for a while, but since hearing his name, she was always a little dazed, and finally said goodbye to Chun Leshui on the phone call urged by her manager to leave.

He and his team were filming advertisements on the other side of the park, and it was also Chunle Water that he saw when he wandered here by chance during a break.

Because it was so similar, he couldn't help but approached him, but he didn't expect to get an unexpected answer in the end.

It's a shocking coincidence.

Lin Xi turned her head, and Chun Leshui was still sitting on the bench, half-bending her waist to touch the little dumpling in the stroller, and Alice's snow-white hands, like lotus root joints, were tightly clutching Chun Leshui's hair.

The biggest difference between Chun Leshui and the deceased Chun Leshui, apart from his age, is probably his happy and warm family.

Chun Leshui rescued his hair from Alice's hands. He took the dog and the child home. He just asked Lin Xi for the address of his cemetery. He was not lying. He really wanted to wait for the day Take the time to have a look.

He was a little curious about what he would look like after death, and what would his tombstone look like?Is there an epitaph engraved on it?What is engraved, if any?What kind of photo was chosen for his posthumous photo?In front of the tombstone, will there still be the withered flowers that the elder brother or Lin Xi brought to him when he went to see him last time?

Chun Leshui is too curious, and the experience of paying homage to her dead self is also novel.

Coincidentally, within two days, Chunruan, who had been wandering outside and couldn't find a home, remembered that it was the death anniversary of his grandma, Chunle Shui, and wanted to take the whole family to visit the grave, and the cemetery where grandma was buried happened to be the same as Chunle's. Water is the same cemetery.

Song Shiqing is also buried in this cemetery.

But before going to visit the grave, Chun Leshui went to see Chu Lin's performance first.

The Shencheng Opera and Dance Theater did not change much. When the taxi passed by the entrance of the theater, Chun Leshui also saw Brother Qin sitting in the security booth drinking tea. After checking the tickets, he entered the performance hall and found his seat to sit down. .

At this time, it had been more than a month since Chun Leshui bought the ticket. When he bought it, the ticket sales had just started, and he grabbed a good seat in the front row.

With the continuous influx of audiences, the performance hall, which can accommodate thousands of people, is gradually filled, and many of them are young people.

"I started squatting half a year ago, and finally got it for me. I thought they would stop performing in China after they toured abroad?"

"How come, I think you just entered the pit, right? The mountain ghost performs one or two performances every month, in China."

"Shouldn't be in Shencheng before that..."

The voices of people discussing next to him penetrated into his ears, Chun Leshui leaned in that direction, and stretched his ears to listen.

"I also heard that Director Jiang and Mr. Chu are preparing for the second dance drama, so I'm looking forward to it!"

"Chu Lin is really good-looking! His figure is amazing, and the promotion dance he did in the previous game was really amazing..."

"Have you watched the dance variety show he participated in? Aren't he and director Jiang both professional tutors? The tutor stage they collaborated with really made me get goosebumps all over my body. Professional artists are just different!"

"Jiang Chu is getting married tomorrow!"

"What the hell? Chu Jiang is the eternal god? Director Jiang is doomed to be a victim because of his height!"

The more everyone chatted, the more crooked the topic became, and finally began to shake their heads. Is the CP pair Chu Jiang or Jiang Chu? Chun Leshui silently moved his ears back, feeling that there are still many CP fans lurking in the performance hall?

Are they Lalang or a real couple?

Brother and Jiang never get bored?

In Chun Leshui's doubts, the lights in the auditorium gradually dimmed, and the voices of various discussions gradually diminished, and everyone focused on the stage.

Light smoke leaked out from under the stage, amidst the sound of music, the ambiguous light as the curtain rose slowly and fainted into the audience's eyes.It was the first time for Chun Leshui to watch "Mountain Ghost" from the perspective of an audience, but every movement of the dancers was very familiar to Chun Leshui.

Although they all wear sacrificial masks on their faces, it is hard to tell who is who, but if the actors have not changed, Chun Leshui can still call out the names of the dancers based on their positions.

After three years of no contact, he did forget, but all the memories swept back when facing the familiar scene.

When he saw Chu Lin appearing on the stage, he couldn't move his eyes.

Compared with his memory, Shige hasn't changed at all, and the dance is still so perfect.

"Sorry, excuse me." A latecomer bowed his waist and borrowed in front of Chun Leshui. Chun Leshui backed up on the back of the chair, giving the other party the aisle while turning his head to look at the stage.

The man sat down next to him, Chun Leshui didn't care.

But after that, he frequently felt the probing eyes from the side, and he only glanced to the side after Chu Lin temporarily left the stage.

When I saw him, I was stunned. It was such a coincidence that the person sitting next to him was Chu Yu? ? ?

However, Chun Leshui did not pay too much attention to Chu Yu, because he was in the middle of the front row. Although the actor had no time to pay attention to the audience when dancing on stage, just in case he Still wearing a mask.

Chun Leshui didn't know what he was afraid of. After meeting Song Hanzhang, he wanted to let it go, but he was still nervous when he thought of facing Chu Lin. It was because he didn't want to meet Song Hanzhang again and was afraid of meeting differently. Nervous, facing Chu Lin's nervousness added a little bit of anticipation.

He just wanted Chu Lin to see him recognize him, but he was also afraid of letting him see him.

The mask barely reassures him.

So Chun Leshui watched the whole performance with great pain while Chu Yu kept looking sideways at him.

As soon as the performance was over, he slipped away immediately, fearing that Chu Yu would come to strike up a conversation if he stayed for a second longer.

Chun Leshui felt a little lost when he walked out of the theater.

He stood at the entrance of the theater for a long time, and he came back to his senses after almost all the audience had left. He walked into the flower shop on the opposite street corner, and when he came out, he had a bouquet of flowers in his arms, and a note for the clerk to write for him. congratulations card.

Chun Leshui walked towards the main entrance of the theater with the bouquet in his arms. He didn't have the courage to give the flowers to Chu Lin by himself, so he had to ask Brother Qin from the security booth to hand them over.

But before Chun Leshui reached the security booth, he saw Chu Lin and Chu Yu coming out of the theater side by side from a distance.

Chunle subconsciously raised the bouquet to cover her face, then stepped into the bushes on the side of the road with long legs, and squatted down very guilty.

Fortunately, they were still far away, and his series of weird behaviors hadn't caught the attention of the two brothers over there.

Chun Leshui squatted with the flowers in her arms, as if she could hear her own heartbeat as if it was about to jump out of her mouth.

He poked out half of his head quietly, and seeing them stop, Chu Lin pressed a button on a white car parked by the side of the road, and then handed the key to Chu Yu.

Chu Yu looked excited, took out his driver's seat from his bag, kissed him, opened the door and sat in.

He was so excited that Chun Leshui had reason to suspect that he might have just gotten this book today.

Chu Lin smiled helplessly, and got into the co-pilot one step behind him. The hand that was about to fasten the seat belt suddenly stopped. Chu Yu beside him didn't know what to say to him, so he leaned over with a smile and pinched the safety belt on his right shoulder The belt was pulled over his chest and inserted into the latch in the lower left corner of the seat.

Chu Yu smiled very happily. After helping Chu Lin fasten his seat belt, instead of leaving, he leaned forward and gave Chu Lin a light peck on the lips.

Chun Leshui: "???"

what's the situation?Did Chu Yu kiss Chu Lin just now?kiss?

Chun Leshui's pupils trembled and he was dumbfounded.

After Chu Lin was attacked by Chu Yu, he didn't react too much. He covered Chu Yu's face helplessly and dotingly, trying to push him away from him. Their lips opened and closed, apparently talking about something, but it's a pity Chun Leshui was a little far away and couldn't hear it.

It wasn't until Chu Lin took the initiative to kiss Chu Yu that he sat back obediently and started the car out of Chun Leshui's sight.

When the car drove past the green belt, Chun Leshui buried it with flowers covering his face.

Chunle Shui's legs were a little numb, and he stood up slowly while supporting the tree next to him, staring at the road absently.

What the hell did he see? ? ?

Not Chu Lin and Jiang Buyan but Chu Lin and Chu Yu? ? ?

Is this reasonable? ? ?

Aren't they brothers, are they so bold to engage in orthopedics? ? ?

Chun Leshui walked to the entrance of the theater in a trance, knocked on the window of the security booth, and he handed the bouquet to the security guard Brother Qin and asked him to help pass it to Chu Lin.

"Mr. Chu doesn't accept flowers from strangers, you can take them back."

"Leave it to him for me, Brother Qin." The slightly sticky coquettishness of the person in front of him made Qin Ge pause. He looked at the young man who was about to get into the security booth almost half of his body. The other party was wearing a mask , I can't see the eyebrows and eyes clearly even with the backlight, but I can see the eyes are bent, and there is a little light inside.

Brother Qin couldn't help but think of Chun Leshui, who had passed away. That child also greeted him every time he came back and forth from the door, and sometimes brought him good tea and cigarettes by the way, smiling like that.

"Whoever is your brother can call you whatever you want," Brother Qin reprimanded, but still stretched out his hand to take the bouquet, and said, "Just this time, I will hand it over to him for you. I don't know if Mr. Ren Chu will accept it or not." gone."

"Thank you Brother Qin, you are the best."

"How do you know about me...?" Brother Qin hadn't finished asking, Chun Leshui had already tapped his chest, and he looked down to see the long-forgotten badge.

"Well, I still want to ask, do you know that Mr. Chu...has a date?"

"A suitor?" Brother Qin quit after hearing that, and pushed the flower back to Chun Leshui, "Teacher Ren Chu has a partner, take it away."

"Fans, fans..." Chun Leshui convinced Brother Qin that he was a fan. He asked, "I saw him and a boy coming out of the theater just now. It was him..."

"Boyfriend! Are you really his fan, inquiring about his private affairs?"

In order to prevent his flowers from being thrown out, Chun Leshui had no choice but to shut up and leave, but he was so curious, did senior brother fall in love? !But the object of love is his brother? !But they're an open boyfriend relationship, huh? !

Chun Leshui didn't sleep well all night, and it took several days to divert her attention from this matter.

It didn't take long for my grandmother's death day, and the whole family went to visit her old man's grave together.

Grandma passed away more than three years ago. After sweeping the grave, Chunruan did not leave immediately. Instead, she recalled to Matthew how she lived with her mother. Chun Leshui went to visit when she was free. grandpa.

The new tombstone had already been corroded by wind and rain, and the surface of the tombstone was very clean. Like Song Nanfeng's tomb, it should have been taken care of by the staff in the cemetery.

Chun Leshui can still recall the scene of Song Hanzhang holding an umbrella for his grandfather's tombstone here.

He knelt down and touched the surface of the monument. Unlike the feeling of the cold hands at that time, the tombstone under the sun felt a little hot to the touch.

The grandfather in the photo smiled kindly, Chun Leshui watched quietly, bowed deeply before leaving.If there is no accident, this may be the last time he came to see his grandfather. After he went to pay homage to himself, Chun Leshui bid farewell to the past.

He found his tombstone according to Lin Xi's address.

This feeling is very magical. Standing here, looking at his name engraved on the tombstone and his smiling face in the photo, he has an indescribably wonderful feeling when he looks at himself.

Under this stele, lay his ashes.

His body is buried in the ground, and his soul is bathed in sunlight.

【Goodbye, Chunle...】

The hot wind with the breath of summer blew past, and the thick green leaves above the head rubbed against each other, and Chun Leshui turned his head as if feeling something.

With his clothes shaking and his hair flying, he met Song Hanzhang's eyes in this quiet and deserted cemetery across the tombstones of several strangers.

Chunle's water white T jeans are dressed in a cool college student appearance, standing in the sun.

And Song Hanzhang, in black clothes and black trousers, stood in the shadow of the tree where the sun couldn't shine, with a dull look.

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感谢在2021-08-23?20:44:05~2021-08-24?22:06:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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