atypical romanticism

Yu Hong and Zhou Zhou sat on the sofa somewhat awkwardly, and Zhou Yu silently took out the black tea.

In the not-so-big living room, every trace of air was filled with embarrassment.

Zhou Yu handed them the black tea, breaking the embarrassment: "Dad, Mom, why didn't you tell me when you came?"

"I thought you were busy, so I didn't look for you." Zhou Zhou took a sip of tea, glanced at Yu Hong's face, and continued after confirming that it was safe. It cost more than 80 yuan to get here."

The starting price of a Shanghua taxi is 10 yuan, and the high-speed rail station is in another urban area, which is not close to where Zhou Yu lives, but it does not cost more than 80 yuan.Either it was detoured, or the metered machine was tampered with by the driver.

Zhou Yu felt even more uncomfortable.

"You're all here, what about the house?"

"I've said hello to your aunt and third aunt. We'll go back on the fourth day of the lunar new year. We won't stay here any longer." Yu Hong, who had been silent all this time, got ahead of Zhou Zhou this time. Clearing her throat, she said, "Is she alright?"

Zhou Yu was startled: "Who?"

Yu Hong, who usually scolded people for half an hour without stuttering, was completely speechless by Zhou Yu's "who".

The word "girlfriend" is too hot for her. Yu Hong turned his head and said with a sullen face: "Your partner, didn't you just say that you are in the hospital? Have a cold or a fever?"

Zhou Yu smiled wryly, and said, "If only it were so simple to catch a cold and have a fever."

"cancer."

Zhou Yu's soft words stunned the two people on the sofa.

It took a long time for Yu Hong to realize that he seemed to have something to say, but Zhou Zhou quickly grabbed her arm and pulled her back to her senses—she came to Shanghua this time not to quarrel with Zhou Yu, but to solve the problem. questionable.

Yu Hong took a deep breath, he understood the truth, but the fire in his heart couldn't be suppressed, and the last sentence of the common doubts of seven aunts and six wives blurted out in a soft tone that didn't match it: "I really don't know how you children Thought."

Zhou Yu didn't answer.

Yu Hong took a sip of tea, and rubbed the hand holding the teacup on the cup wall, as if cheering herself up. After a long time, she said: "After calling you that day, I will go to Lin Yi the next day. That kid."

Zhou Yu was stunned, and when she looked up again, she found that Yu Hong's eyes were already red.

But as proud as she is, Yu Hong turned his face to the side and held back his tears: "You don't like games or TV dramas, our family conditions were not very good at that time, there was no computer at home, you didn't have any Internet addiction, and your grades were not good. It's been good all the time, your dad and I were busy at that time, and I thought you were a relatively easy-going child, and didn't notice many things."

Yu Hong said, still unable to control his emotions, his voice trembled.

She has always had high standards and strict demands on Zhou Yu. She thinks that Zhou Yu's future path will be easier. Is this wrong?

Zhou Yu is her only daughter. More than anyone else in the world, she hopes that she will have a brilliant future. She loves her so much, why doesn't Zhou Yu even dare to tell her about being bullied?

The past has disappeared, and Lin Yi has evolved from being bullied into a grandson to a favorite in the blind date market. It is too late for her to ask Zhou Yu why he didn't tell her about being bullied.

This is equivalent to tearing up Zhou Yu's scar that is about to heal with great difficulty, and publicly Ling Chi.

Time is a wonderful thing, it can't heal the wounds of the past years, but it can give all the unwillingness and regret a unified medicine - that has passed, but you are still there.

Those years that were thought to be unbearable have passed, and life still goes on. We continue to move forward on this road, and this is the best result.

Yu Hong took a deep breath, put the black tea on the coffee table, looked up at Zhou Yu seriously, and said softly, "Little fish."

Zhou Yu stood at a loss, this was the first time Yu Hong called her by her nickname, and it was also the first time Yu Hong bowed his head during the countless quarrels they had known each other for 25 years:

"You suffered so many grievances back then, and you would rather choose to bear it yourself than tell us that this is not your problem, but your father's problem, it's ridiculous that I haven't felt that I You didn’t do well there, but I always felt that you were too ignorant.”

"Although these words are disgusting, I have taught you since you were a child that you know your mistakes and you have to correct them. If you can't reach me, it doesn't count," Yu Hong said, "Mom is here to say sorry to you, and you don't have to forgive."

Zhou Yu was stunned on the chair, and he didn't recover until the tears fell on the back of his hands, crying out without image.

Those unbearable years and the pain of being tortured by depression and mania in turn vented out with tears.

She hugged Yu Hong tightly, and Yu Hong patted her on the back lightly with red eye circles. Zhou Zhou had already gone to the balcony with his eyesight, and his heart felt relaxed with the white smoke rings.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, don't cry, the clothes are full of tears, go change it soon," Yu Hong sighed, and helped Zhou Yu wipe away the tears, "Hungry, I'll make it for you Stuttering."

Zhou Yu sniffled, took a break, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm a little hungry, but I can't eat anymore."

Yu Hong: "I brought you a carton of milk, let's heat a pack for you."

After Zhou Yu changed his clothes, he saw Yu Hong was pouring milk into the warm yellow mug on the coffee table, and hurriedly said, "Mom, that mug is not mine."

Yu Hong was taken aback for a moment, then laughed mockingly, and said, "You all live together, so you can still tell them apart."

Zhou Yu seriously corrected: "I don't mind, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it, Mom."

Yu Hong: "..."

——If you're afraid that I won't be able to bear it, why don't you tell me? !

"I'll go and see that child tomorrow." Yu Hong handed the milk to Zhou Yu, and Zhou Yu panicked this time.

"Mom..." Ms. Yu Hong had already guessed what Zhou Yu was worried about before she finished speaking, and interrupted, "Does your mother look like I'm here to beat mandarin ducks?"

Zhou Yu asked tentatively: "You, aren't you?"

Yu Hong's rare kindness was almost overwhelmed, but fortunately Zhou Yu accepted it when he saw it, and handed Yu Hong the steps after shouting: "Mom, she is a patient."

"Well," Yu Hong glanced at her coldly, "This is beyond my expectation."

Zhou Yu: "..."

"Your dad has been your lobbyist at home for the past two days," Zhou Yu heard and looked at Zhou Zhou who was sitting on the sofa. Zhou Zhou also coughed twice in embarrassment. The woman offered a way to vent, "What are you coughing? Hair growing in your throat?"

"No, I did it, Shanghua is too dry." Mr. Zhou, who became a fire extinguisher innocently, did not dare to refute, and resumed his old business and hid on the balcony.

"I run to the balcony when I have something to do at home, and I still run when I get here. You just give me the balcony!"

Ms. Yu Hong sighed resentfully, glanced at Zhou Yu who was looking at the balcony, and brought the topic back: "You have been at home for the past two days as your lobbyist, although what he said makes no sense. A few words, but there is one sentence that is not bad-you are already 25, rounding up to 30 years old, you know what you do and the results, you are living for yourself all your life, you don’t care about it. Don't mind, we have nothing to talk about."

Yu Hong's words didn't sound like good words at first glance, they were similar to "whatever you love", but this attitude of "whatever you love" was the biggest concession she could make. They are still on the path of "normal people", and she doesn't even ask.

"Mom," Zhou Yu hugged Yu Hong lightly, "she is really nice, and thank you."

Yu Hong sighed lightly, as a tacit consent.

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Hospital, palliative care unit.

Xiang Sheng and Zhou Yu sat on the chairs, one better than the other. The parents of both sides sat opposite each other, with social smiles on their faces, not knowing what to say.

Yu Hong got up early in the morning and changed five sets of clothes, and finally just put on the New Year's "battle robe". Ke Qin knew that Xiang Sheng had found a girlfriend, and was worried that Zhou Yu's mother would come to them for an explanation. In Ms. Ke's perception, the impact of finding a son-in-law who is dying is much greater than finding a son-in-law.

But Yu Hong didn't seem to want to fight her.

So, she tentatively asked, "What does Ms. Yu do?"

"Teacher," Yu Hong smiled, and said a little embarrassedly, "I'm a high school teacher, and my husband is from the Cultural Bureau."

Ms. Ke secretly breathed a sigh of relief - maybe this is not a high-ranking family?

Yu Hong asked politely: "May I ask who you are?"

"I'm a doctor," Ke Qin patted Xiangbei on the shoulder, "My husband is an art teacher, and he has been teaching art history to students in the Academy of Fine Arts for many years."

Yu Hong smiled and said to himself, "This is not the Gaozhi family, is it?"

The two ladies did not relax much, but were more polite and restrained.The two men next to each other opened up the conversation box, chatting from all over the world to poems and songs, which seemed to be a resentment for seeing each other later.

When Yu Hong just came in, he was a little stunned—this girl was too thin, and the blue and white striped hospital gown was baggy, and her whole figure was like a paper man turned into a fine person, so thin and distressing.The eyes are red and swollen, and the doctor said that it is because I have slept for too long these days.

She looked at Xiang Sheng out of the corner of her eye, and had to admit that Xiang Sheng was very beautiful.

Although her eyes were a little swollen, they were still watery, like a deer born in the rime deep in the forest. The torture of illness could not wear away the aura in her eyes, and there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

Xiang Sheng didn't notice Yu Hong's gaze, she was peeling a pomegranate intently.Her movements were very neat, the peeled pomegranate was crystal clear and plump, and the table was also clean, which was in stark contrast to Zhou Yu who was crushing the peel of the fruit into crumbs.

Yu Hong just didn't see it, she just looked away, Xiang Sheng walked over with the peeled pomegranate, and said obediently: "Auntie, eat the pomegranate."

"Oh, you kid, just peel it off and eat it yourself, and peel it for us." Yu Hong sighed softly, looked at the pomegranate in the glass bowl, and thought helplessly: "How can such a sensible and well-behaved girl Is it a girlfriend?"

Yu Hong ate a pomegranate, remained silent for a long time, and slowly said: "Xiao Xiang, Xiaoyu has been spoiled by me, so I can still do it for work and study, and my life skills are in a mess. Peeling a pomegranate can be as good as it is. It's like fighting a war, sorry for your inconvenience."

Hearing this, without waiting for Ke Qin, he held Yu Hong's hand directly, and "mother-in-law" almost blurted out, but Yu Hong's expression was not as free and easy as she said, and the words that came to his mouth were abruptly caught by Ke Qin. Swallowing it down, it was replaced by: "Xiaoyu is very outstanding in life and work, we are the ones who are the best."

Xiang Sheng froze in place—what did Yu Hong mean just now?

Did she accept herself?If you accepted it, why did you have such an indescribable expression? If you didn't accept it, why did you say such a thing?

Xiang Sheng's drowsy brain turned a mountain road with eighteen bends, and finally came to a conclusion that he subjectively wanted to believe: Yu Hong must have accepted himself!

When she came out of the eighteenth bend of the mountain road, Ms. Ke, a social expert, was about to take Yu Hong out for dinner.

"Auntie," Xiang Sheng hurriedly called to Yu Hong, Yu Hong stopped and looked back at her, Xiang Sheng's eyes could not see clearly, but he was still sincere, "This sentence is very nasty, but my current situation can That's the only nasty sentence I've given you."

Xiang Sheng stood in front of the window, holding Zhou Yu's hand, as if this was not a hospital, but a wedding banquet full of guests, and she was not wearing a loose hospital gown, but a white wedding dress, and there was a lot of voices outside the window It is a grand hymn, and Xiang Sheng said solemnly:

"Teacher Zhou, I will always love you."

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The author has something to say:

At the beginning of the ending words, I will love you all my life, but I suddenly thought that Xiang Sheng is a cute little girl who has been reborn after being struck by lightning three thousand times. In this way, she has been in love for two lifetimes. If she writes for a lifetime, Xiang Sheng seems to be at a loss .

Having said that, Xiang Sheng is not the only person who has been in love for two lifetimes.

Then consider whether to write a wedding for them tomorrow or on the first day of the new year