Infatuation is the most boring

The final exam is finally here.

Every time I took the exam, I would sit in the exam room and stamp my feet. I would do one question and one question with a pen. When I took the English test, I took it a little seriously, but I found it was useless, and I still didn’t know a few words.

After the exam, it was winter vacation. The weather was too cold and I didn't want to leave the heating at home, so I didn't want to go out to play except for two roller skating with Zhao Erhou.

Dedicated time to Legend of Sword and Fairy.

I was sitting in front of the computer, because the heating at home was turned on very well, I only wore a sweater, and there was a cup of hot water next to the computer, which I used to moisten my throat.

After playing for a long time, my eyes were very sore, so I stood up and went to the window, opened the window, blowing on the cold wind to wake me up, and relax my eyes by the way.

I looked down, and the world outside was white.

I couldn't bear it anymore, I wanted to see Zhou Mingkai very much, although we hadn't been separated for a long time, yet it felt like a long, long time had passed.I sent him a WeChat message on WeChat, asking him to go to the roller skating rink. Regardless of whether he replied, I picked up a down jacket and went out. I put on the down jacket after entering the elevator.

I didn't see Zhou Mingkai's reply until I walked halfway. He asked me to wait for him at the intersection.

I was in a good mood and started to run. Zhou Mingkai probably didn't go out until we reached the intersection.But it's okay, sometimes it's fun to wait for someone.

Because of the cold, I started to stomp my feet, and then I stepped on the snow to play, stamping the footprints into various patterns, and having a great time.

After a while, I saw Zhou Mingkai approaching, just a shadow in the distance, wearing a black down jacket and a navy blue scarf, walking towards me slowly.

I smiled and looked at Zhou Mingkai and the whiteness behind him.

The snow-white world gradually retreated in my mind, it seemed to be getting farther and farther away, and it became less and less clear, until it slowly turned into nothingness, and I couldn't see anything.

The nurse suddenly came in pushing the treatment trolley to remove Zhou Mingkai's needle, which interrupted my memory.

After finishing all the drips, the nurse put away the infusion tube and medicine bottle, poured Zhou Mingkai a cup of hot water and put it on the table beside him before leaving.

Zhou Mingkai stayed in the hospital for one night, and Feng Tao came the next day and brought him porridge.Zhou Mingkai wanted to be discharged from the hospital no matter what he said, and he didn't want to stay in the hospital for a long time. Feng Tao couldn't resist him, so he had to go through the discharge procedures for him.

Seeing that Zhou Mingkai was not in good health, Feng Tao didn't dare to let him drive. Instead, he personally sent Zhou Mingkai back to the apartment, and saw him go to bed before leaving.

Zhou Mingkai raised his pillow, leaned half against the bedside table, and sat quietly.Soon, he seemed to think of something again, got up and walked directly to the study without even wearing slippers.

I didn't know what he was going to do, but when I saw him open the drawer and take out the cufflink, I was a little curious about what he was going to do.

Zhou Mingkai just glanced at the hexagonal star pattern on the cuff buttons, and he didn't recover for a long time.

He suddenly seemed to have thought of something, threw it back in a hurry, and closed the drawer, as if the cufflink was hot.

I heard Zhou Mingkai talking to himself, what he said seemed to be, "I don't love him, I don't love him, how could I love him? I don't love him, I don't love him..."

Don't love me, does this matter need to be emphasized?

Zhou Mingkai went back to the bedroom again, this time he lay down, covered the quilt, and closed his eyes tightly, as if he was deliberately avoiding something.

I don't know what he's running from, what he needs to run from.

Zhou Mingkai has been absent from work, personal leave, and sick leave during this period. This time, he was sent to the hospital because of stomach problems. Even if he wanted to go back to work, Feng Tao asked him to rest for two more days.

Zhou Mingkai's stomach has always been precious, and he has always been nourished. After being admitted to the hospital this time, he can be regarded as having a long memory, and he started to eat on time, although he didn't eat much.

After resting at home for three consecutive days, Zhou Mingkai finally went out and returned home.

Zhou's mother had called several times before to urge him to go home for a meal. During this period of time, he kept pushing and pushing, and now he couldn't push anymore, so he drove back.

Zhou's father has been working in the tax bureau of the imperial capital for the past two years, and he is now a director.Although the title of this job is not high, it has a lot of power and a lot of luxuries. The company does not have to consider tax issues when doing anything, so this is also a position that people have to please.

Zhou Mingkai came home, Zhou's mother was very happy, and was busy cooking herself, but Zhou's father was always strict, so he didn't seem to have any attitude.

When Zhou Mingkai and I first got together, the biggest resistance we encountered was his family, his parents, but luckily he came out when he was in college, so his parents didn't hate me too much.

Of course, the so-called resistance was finally overcome by me giving up my job, so Zhou Mingkai also took me home. Zhou's father and Zhou mother were not good to me, but they didn't expect to tell me to get out when they met me at the beginning.

Father Zhou was reading the newspaper on the sofa, while Zhou Mingkai sat on the other side without saying a word, the father and son didn't communicate much, finally Father Zhou couldn't help but asked, "The child in Jiayang died, what do you think? "

Zhou Mingkai still didn't say a word, pretending not to hear.

"Is it because you... want to marry that girl Jiang Yu?" Father Zhou hesitated when he asked. He might also be afraid of making Zhou Mingkai feel guilty. After all, one is a son and the other is a passerby.

Zhou Mingkai finally spoke, "I don't know."

Zhou Mingkai didn't know why I chose to die, yes, what could he know?

"Let's go in the past," Zhou's father said.

Zhou Mingkai didn't speak, and about half an hour passed, and Zhou's mother's meal was served. It's considered a lunch at this time, and it's quite hearty.

Zhou Mingkai ate less, Zhou's mother looked distressed, served him a bowl of chicken soup, and said, "You have to nourish your stomach, don't take your body seriously, you know?"

Seeing that Zhou Mingkai was still depressed, Zhou's mother was about to cry, and said, "Mingkai, it's all over, let's not think about it, my mother had bad things before, I will go to Jiayang's tomb to give him Burn some paper money to compensate him, and I won’t care about you in the future, if you don’t like Jiang Yu, you won’t like it.”

After all, it is the mother, who pretends to be a child in her heart.

I suddenly missed my mother, why didn't I see her after I died?I'd love to see her, but I feel like I'm the only ghost.

Zhou's mother continued, "Mom knows that you can't let go of it for a moment, but you can't make fun of your body. Jiayang liked you so much before, and he must hope you are well."

I hope so?

maybe.

There are always people who like to speculate on the thoughts of the deceased, but they don't know, maybe he didn't even think about it himself.

Seeing that Zhou's mother was about to cry, Zhou's father couldn't help but said, "Eat as soon as you eat, why are you talking about this? He is such an old man, he can handle it by himself."

Zhou's mother thought for a while, then closed the chatterbox.

Zhou Mingkai suppressed the discomfort, drank an extra bowl of chicken soup, put the bowl down, and said, "I will handle it myself, don't worry about me, I'm full, you can eat more."

I followed Zhou Mingkai to Zhou's house several times before I was alive, as long as I was there, there would be no harmony at the Zhou's table, and the family would always break up unhappy.Zhou's father and Zhou's mother don't like me, or they can't say they don't like me. No one would like their son to be with someone of the same sex, but that person just happens to be me.

Zhou's father and Zhou's mother were unwilling to mention me more, whether it was during my lifetime or after my death, I have always been the taboo topic in Zhou's family.

Zhou Mingkai stayed until after ten o'clock in the evening before leaving Zhou's house. Before leaving, Zhou's mother packed the sweet and sour pork ribs for him and packed them in a very delicate insulated box.

Zhou Mingkai bid farewell to his parents with the insulated box in hand, and drove back to the apartment by himself.

Zhou Mingkai returned to the apartment, put the insulation box on the table in the living room and went to the bathroom.I actually wanted to remind him that he should put the thermos box in the kitchen, but after thinking about it, Zhou Mingkai always did what he wanted, and in this apartment, I was the one who insisted on classifying everything.

Zhou Mingkai came out in a bathrobe, found out his glasses and put them on, lay down on the bed, put his laptop on his lap, and started to deal with some official business, looking serious about his work.

I also didn't want to watch him 24 hours a day, so I sat alone in the living room, staring at the blacked-out LCD TV in a daze, and sat all night.

The next day Zhou Mingkai got up very early, got up after six o'clock, changed into sports clothes and went for a morning run. I didn't follow, and sat alone in the living room. After more than an hour, he was also out of breath. Came back and went straight to the bathroom.

Zhou Mingkai's hair was still dripping, so he wiped it casually, then changed into a pure black shirt.

I bought this black shirt. It is a foreign brand. Zhou Mingkai rarely buys a brand, but I like it very much, so I just bought him one.

The cufflinks in the study drawer were custom-made by me to match this shirt.

I gave Zhou Mingkai a lot of things, rings, belts, glasses, ties, cufflinks, it seems that as long as he needs it, I have bought them all, and they are all the best.

It's a pity that when we quarreled later, we smashed and lost, and some of them didn't even know why they disappeared.

Now, there should be only the cufflinks.

I glanced at Zhou Mingkai's cuffs, and felt that something was missing.

Zhou Mingkai went to the kitchen to heat up the sweet and sour pork ribs, and casually cooked some rice with the rice cooker, thus solving the problem of breakfast.

As soon as I put down my chopsticks, the doorbell rang.

After ringing several times, Zhou Mingkai realized that he got up and went to open the door. It was a courier boy in work uniform.

"Hello, Mr. Xu," said the courier boy, "Here is one of your couriers, please sign for it."

I was sitting in the living room and heard it was "Mr. Xu". Did anyone not know that I was dead and sent me something?

Obviously, Zhou Mingkai didn't think that it was my courier. He took a long time to pick up the thin courier, and wrote my name on the place where he signed for it.

I'm curious why he didn't just say that Xu Jiayang is no longer alive, but chose to accept the courier under my name.

Zhou Mingkai directly opened the courier, it was an invitation letter.He opened it again, and I saw exactly what invitation letter I wanted.

It's a wedding invitation card with a pink background, and the lower right corner is the wedding photo of the bride and groom, doing kissing movements, very intimate and sweet.

Zhou Mingkai didn't seem to recognize the person in the photo. Looking at the signatures, the groom's name was Zhao Jun, and the bride's name was Xu Lu, which seemed even stranger.

I know who it is, the groom in the photo is Zhao Erhou.

Zhao Jun is the name he changed after he went to college.

He is getting married.

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