sanguine and depressive

When I got home and saw the Porsche parked at the door, Uncle Wang stood there, smiling and nodding to me.

Uncle Wang is my dad's driver.Dad is back!

I entered the house only to find that both Mom and Dad had gone home.At noon, Aunt Jiang specially prepared the sashimi that my father likes, the fresh shrimp salad that my mother likes, and some other side dishes.

Mom and Dad are all there, which is so rare.

My parents love me very much, but they are too busy.My dad is the vice president of the group, and he is on business trips all year round. It would be nice to see him once a month.My mom is -- I can't really describe her career, but she's also very busy.I secretly follow my mother’s Weibo, with as many as 200 million fans, and she will share her outfits, her new Hermes, which restaurant is popular recently to check in, and often take photos with some male and female stars.

At the dinner table, my father asked me: "Xiaoxiao, is the high school entrance examination coming soon?"

I was holding my chopsticks, with half a piece of sashimi in my mouth, this question stunned me for a moment.

I kindly reminded: "Dad, I'm already a freshman in high school."

Dad raised his eyebrows to cover up his stupefaction, and nodded: "Which school?"

"Shencheng No. [-] Middle School, my husband." Mom looked at him reproachfully, "Occasionally, I have to pay attention."

I took a sip of the juice and corrected silently in my heart, it was Shencheng No. [-] Middle School.

Dad looked at me with a gentle gesture: "Then do you want to go abroad?"

Me: "Not for now."

Dad nodded again, and the meal was finished in one meal.

The reason why I have no doubt that my parents love me is mainly because I am rich.

And my wealth depends on my parents.Although I don't see my dad very often, every month he asks his secretary to give me an envelope with [-] cash in it.

one month!ten thousand!

I can't spend it all!

Renminbi is an important currency in circulation. When many people are struggling for a job with a monthly salary of 15 yuan, I, [-] years old, achieved this level by relying on my old age.

My dad gave me more than I could afford, and he clearly loved me.

In the afternoon, my father went out temporarily again, and my mother was doing yoga.Every time I see my mom, she looks a little differently.Last time, my hair was brown, but today it has become brown, and it was cut short, very fashionable.

I hesitated, and ran over: "Mom."

Mom in her yoga outfit was asking her assistant to take a picture when she turned her head when I said, "Huh?"

I felt a bit out of place, but my curiosity overwhelmed everything, and I asked, "Is coconut taro delicious?"

Mom froze for a moment: "What?"

I was a little embarrassed and almost wanted to scratch my head.Am I wrong? It should be called this name.

Fortunately, the assistant sister remembered: "Oh, the one you picked up on Weibo, Qibenjia's milk tea promotion."

Mom turned to look at me: "Are you still following my Weibo?"

One hundred secrets and one sparse, this would expose me.

I sweated a lot for myself, but fortunately my mother didn't pursue it. She just said, "I don't know if it's good or not. I threw it away after I took the photo. Do you want a drink? I'll ask Cindy to buy it."

Cindy is the name of the assistant sister.Then how could I be embarrassed, I said no, no, I went back to the room and stayed in peace.

The dinner was a table of local dishes. Aunt Jiang was very dedicated and tried her best to cook eight dishes and one soup.You know, it takes me three or four days to round up this amount like a stamp collection.

After dinner, I wandered in the living room, wanting to share my high school life with my parents, including changing to a leader-type deskmate, and asking me about borrowing two thousand in total.But mom puts on a facial mask in the room after taking a shower, and dad works in the study.

I walked around for a long time, but no one came out of the room, only Auntie Jiang took the iPad to watch Korean dramas at the dining table after washing the dishes, so I had to go back to my room.

No way, parents have their own jobs and ideals, and we as children should be more tolerant and understanding.

It was almost eleven o'clock when there was a sudden knock on my door.

Baba came into my bedroom in his Morandi gray silk pajamas.

I folded the book upside down on my chest and waited for him to speak. He sat at the end of my bed like he did in every public service announcement, looked at me with concern, and asked kindly in a low voice: "Is the school still suitable? Really?" No need to go abroad?"

I smiled restrainedly: "It's good, you don't need to go abroad."

Dad may think that relying on his own financial resources can provide me with better educational resources.But I have already mentioned that I am a fragile houseplant person, and my ability to adapt to new environments is very poor.

If I go abroad, I will worry about some ordinary life scenes.For example, a person goes to an unfamiliar big supermarket to buy all the daily necessities, and has to check out, wait for the bus, and carry big bags home; for example, what should I do if the water pipe bursts at night, do I have to call for repairs in the middle of the night? ?Another example is that in a bustling cafeteria full of people of all colors, I would feel very stressed if I had to say to the window that I want this, this, and this.After all, I am a person who dare not check in alone at an Internet celebrity milk tea shop.

These trivial things in the eyes of ordinary people can become mountains in my heart.

Dad was rejected for the second time, and he was not angry. He just nodded and told me to go to bed early and left.

The next day, which was National Day, my father took my mother and me to the Huangpu River.

Outside the window is the river and tourists during the day. I sat awkwardly in the private room, while the waiter was half kneeling to cut crab legs and claws for me.The red crab is dismembered into a shell, torso and legs, and the shell is turned upside down, revealing the oily roe.The crab claws were cut open, and inside was the textured white crab meat, which I could already smell.

Dad saw that I was not moving, and said while eating: "Xiaoxiao, eat."

I nod.But the half-kneeling girl next to her in a cheongsam with her hair curled up was peeling my skin and legs while wearing a mask.I am a little restless, why am I worthy of this kind of service, why should I invent this kind of service.

Fortunately, Mom and Dad started chatting, I turned my head slightly, and said to my sister who put the last crab leg on my plate, "Thank you."

The eyelashes of her eyes on the mask were curled up, her eyebrows were bent, and she said, "Use it slowly."

I think her politeness to me may also be required by work, and I have some guilt.

After dinner, Dad took the two of us to the river again, where a yacht was waiting for us.I climbed up again with the eyes of everyone watching.

I heard someone behind me ask where to buy tickets, and the security guard politely said that the boat was for private use, and I heard another loud tut.

The buildings on the riverside are gradually receding, and occasionally tourists on the landing platform are looking here.My ears were still a little hot, I pretended to be nonchalant, and suddenly remembered that I was once a member of the spectator.

In the summer when I was about to go to primary school - I was still living with my parents on the first floor of the compound.On an ordinary Saturday, my father took my mother and I to Zhengda Plaza.I didn't dare to step on the escalator because my mother carried me up.We ate the first western food in my life at the Pizza Hut upstairs. The floor-to-ceiling windows of the restaurant faced the Huangpu River, and the air conditioner was very cool. I sat opposite my parents and swung my legs to look at the bright sky outside the glass. When ordering, I whispered: "It's so expensive." I feel that the blue sky is closer to me than the river.

After the meal, my father took my mother and I to stroll around the mall. My father bought a shirt and my mother bought a pink dress.When the temperature dropped at night, we went to Binjiang Avenue outside.I will always remember that moment.

Dad put his arms around his mother, pointing to the brightly lit buildings on the opposite side of the river: "One day there will be a place for me." Mom nestled happily in Dad's arms, didn't say anything, just nodded deeply.

At that time, I looked up at their backs like mandarin ducks crossing their necks, and felt that I was very small, and thought to myself, why don't you take me with you?So I hugged my mother's waist and hips with great effort, letting the late summer evening wind blow on my face.

The wind of memory came blowing towards our face. Since then, the three of us got together less often and left more. At first, my mother and I waited for Dad, and then I waited for Mom and Dad.Later, I stopped talking about waiting, because even during Chinese New Year, only my mother is often at home, and separation is the norm.

I stood on the deck and heard the board touch the heel of a leather shoe and my dad walked over to me and handed me a bottle of soda.

This scene is very novel, and I am not used to it. My father has never been like this. He has always looked forward and upward. Occasionally, the afterglow of his eyes will fall on me.

He was looking at me fully now, then looked away, leaning against the railing.

The sound of the river being broken by a machine came from under his feet, and he said to me in this background sound: "Xiaoxiao, in my heart, my father loves my mother and you very much."

I pursed my lower lip and didn't know what to say. Is Dad feeling guilty?

"When you were young, it was a luxury for us to come to eat and see the river view." He said, "Now we are people in the view. You see, everyone on the shore is looking at us."

After a while, I just nodded deeply like my mother ten years ago.

Ten years accounted for more than [-]% of my life. In ten years, my father fulfilled his promise that night. When we were in elementary school, we moved into a community with gardens and fitness equipment. Dad no longer had to sleep on the floor.

After graduating from elementary school, we lived in the current villa.Of course, my father is also getting more and more busy. Since I was in elementary school, I have often been unable to return home at night and have been on business trips for a long time.After arriving in junior high school, my mother's dress gradually became fashionable, and people became busy.

So I was the only one who was still thinking about the house in the rainy day in the courtyard.

The author says:

There is no Wei Chengyu today