General Manager, can we stop?

He Jinpeng's expression became more sinister, but in the end he left without saying anything.

left this home.

In the evening, my mother called and Guan asked me if I was doing well. I said yes, and there was silence on the other side. When I thought she was about to hang up, there was another voice from the other end: "Jinpeng moved back to the community. I already know about it."

"Yeah." I replied, but in fact, I didn't say anything.

"Son, oh..." Mother hesitated to speak in her tone, as if she still had a lot to say, but in the end she said nothing, sighed, and hung up the phone.Lying on the little guy's bed, telling him a bedtime story, putting him to sleep, but I couldn't fall asleep.

Putting on clothes and coming to the bedroom, everything is as usual, except for a few things, which are not very conspicuous.

There is his smell in this room.

There is the breath of our enthusiasm.

There are our memories.

But, without him.

Life is still going on, I get up in the morning and make breakfast, then send the little guy to school, and then I go to the company, the company is still full of rumors, there will still be unkind eyes, and there will be people who care.

On Wednesday, as soon as I left my desk with the project documents, I was stopped by Minister Wang Fatty. There are not many things that make him difficult, I know.

"Today's commentary, let's go, Ah Shun." Ah Shun is the team leader of the second group, and I am the team leader of the first group.

"Okay." I handed over the document, nodded, didn't ask anything, and turned back to my seat. The colleagues around me were sympathetic and angry, and looked at me for my injustice. I raised my head and caught The exasperated tail of the minister.

He must be mad at me, I know.

I started working on this project years ago. If He Jinpeng's accident hadn't happened some time ago, it would have already entered the actual combat.I spent most of my time, and the things I made are different from others.

sad?

Angry?

Smiling and shaking his head.

What is more uncomfortable than a wound that has been numb?

But, He Jinpeng, do you already hate me to this extent?I hate it, you have always done the small doses that you have always hated?

After spring, the last wave of cold wave hits. The humidity in the south is very strong. The drizzle and the cold wave make me feel so cold that my hands and feet are icy and I can’t get warm. When I get home, the first thing I do is turn on the heat in the house. Peace of mind to the maximum.

That day, there was no work, the minister saw that my face was not very good, and asked me to get off work first.The technical department has always been free, and sometimes it is busy all day and night, so it doesn't matter if you leave early occasionally.

Hanging up my bag, I drove away from the company.

Thinking that it was still early for the little guy to leave school, after I drove to the city center, I parked the car in the parking lot in front of a supermarket and took a casual swim.When I stop in front of some shops, I always think of the man who took my hand and stuffed it into his coat pocket openly, then pulled my scarf and smiled at me...

See, that man doesn't care about other people's eyes, standing in the queue to buy pearl milk tea for me...

I saw him holding popcorn and leading me into the auditorium with one hand...

Walking, walking, so many pairs, they are smiling so happily, so happy.Yes, others are so happy, but my happiness was taken away in such a short time, there is no fairness at all, it is all doomed.

Under the drizzle, I saw an old man performing arts in front of a square, with his shoulders and neck on the ground, hanging upside down, playing the songs of this season, the sad and beautiful sound of the erhu floated into my ears .

Walking over, I squatted down next to the uncle, put 100 yuan into the bowl he placed in front of me, and then I squatted down and listened quietly.

The music stopped, the wind did not stop.

I opened my eyes, and the old man had straightened his body and sat back. His face was full of wrinkles, and his eyes did not look like dry wells, but looked very energetic. I twitched the corners of my mouth, "Master, pull again Song chant." I said, "It's very nice."

The uncle straightened the erhu, but he didn't pull it. Instead, he looked at me and said, "Young man, why are you so sad?"

"..." After a pause, I couldn't help touching my face, is there any?I'm so sad that it's written all over my face, so that a stranger can see it at a glance?

"Sad people, if you listen to the erhu again, you will be even more troubled. How about telling you a joke?" The old man had an old-fashioned smile on his face, but he was very kind.

"Okay." I nodded, listening to the old man tell a joke, I don't know if it's because of my mood, it's not funny.The old man looked at me with a smile, "Isn't it funny?"

"Uh..." I didn't know how to answer this, but the old man answered, "That's right, don't force yourself to laugh if it's not funny." He paused for a while, put the erhu aside, Then he sat cross-legged on the ground, dragged the bowl and began to stack the money inside one by one.Hua Tou continued from here, "Life is long or short, so why make things difficult for yourself? There is no obstacle that cannot be overcome."

I lowered my head and saw that the ground in front of me was wet, because where people come and go, they will get wet.

I understand this truth.

"...Master, I was diagnosed 20 years ago with less than two months to live. At that time, many people were happy. But haven't they lived to this day? Some of those happy people died. In front of me, you said, is life fair? When you are happy, you will feel that every day is so good, so ah, this day will get longer. "

"..." I listened without answering or interrupting.

"Young man, listen to my uncle, so young and beautiful, why is it like the end of the world, life is very beautiful."

These words, coming from an old man who is a beggar, are indeed very strange, but they have been heard in my heart, and I nodded, "I know."

The old man stretched out his hand and wanted to pat me on the shoulder. He probably felt that his hand was a bit dirty, so he withdrew it, but the smile was very pure, "Last year, your eyes were lifeless, just like the deep lake. , can't stir up any ripples, sir, I am still worried about how this young man is like the older generation who has gone through vicissitudes? This year, you are here again, with brilliance in your eyes, but so gray, Uncle just say one more word, don't you don't want to listen."

I was stunned and watched for a long time, but I didn't remember that I was here last year?

However, when the old man stopped talking, he stopped talking, and folded up one yuan and fifty cents one by one, and put them away.Just like his life, too, although it doesn't look rich, there are many, many.

The old man took out the only 100 yuan in the box and handed it to me, "Come on, this is a reward from the old man. In life, there are many unexpected surprises, just like this red 100 yuan."

I foolishly took the 100 yuan that originally belonged to me, and finally, I smiled.

I stood up, squatting for too long, my legs were numb, I gritted my teeth and shook a few times, and when I recovered, I said, "Master, then I'm leaving, thank you for your kind words."

The uncle just nodded at me with a smile, then picked up the erhu, put it against the cross-legged, and pulled it up.

The sad and beautiful erhu sound, for some reason, does not sound so sad at this time, it is faint, as if to soothe the troubled soul.

After returning home, I felt my body was icy cold, so I hurried into the kitchen to make ginger soup, and let the little guy drink a bowl. However, he still caught a cold the next day, but the little guy was fine.

When I came back from work, I felt that my condition had become more serious. I had a runny nose and a cough. I had to wear a mask even when I was cooking, for fear of infecting the little ones.

I don't want to, it turned out to be more serious when I felt it. I was light-headed and light-headed, so I managed to get up reluctantly. After letting the little guy dress, wash, face and brush his teeth, he didn't have breakfast, so he sent him back to school directly, and asked the male teacher for help. , Let the little guy have breakfast at school, the little guy stared at me with big eyes, full of worry, I covered my mouth wearing a mask to prevent the cough from coming out, squatted down and confessed, "Second dad has a cold, Colds are contagious, let my little aunt pick up the baby to grandparents' house at night, okay?"

The little guy is sensible, maybe he doesn't understand what infection means, but he knows that I am very uncomfortable, so he nodded quickly, very obedient.

When I was driving back, I almost had an accident, but fortunately, the steering wheel turned fast and only rubbed against the edge.When I got home, I didn't care about anything. I took off my shoes and took off my clothes. I picked up a casual jacket and put it on, and then I lay down on the bed. When the quilt was covered and I smelled a familiar smell, I realized that I instinctively went back to the bedroom.Sniffing, it smells so good, so familiar, so nostalgic...

Not only the nose is sore, but the throat is also sore, and the eye sockets are also sore.

It's really annoying, a cold is so uncomfortable.

My whole body was soft and weak, and it was really uncomfortable when I was cold and hot.I felt very sticky, and I didn't know when I got up and found that there was no water in the bedroom, so I had to go downstairs.Usually these few steps, but today I feel unusually far away and difficult to walk. I finally arrived at the kitchen, poured hot water, and drank three cups, and then I felt better.

Holding the cup and walking back to the living room, he staggered back to the living room, and heard the sound of the door. He looked up and was very surprised, "... Ah Jin?" Why is he here?

Gongsun Jin strode over, "I'm going to pick up my son, I heard that you are seriously ill, so I came to see you, but I didn't expect you didn't even lock the door." Then he helped me sit on the sofa, "Very uncomfortable? Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"

"..." After receiving a bunch of information, my head absorbed it very slowly, and finally shook my head, "No." I became more and more repelled by the hospital, and I superstitiously felt that the more I went to the hospital, the worse the bad luck would be. , to get to where it is today.