love is like life

"Are you going back tomorrow?" Fu Dongsheng lay on the bed and watched Fu Misheng pack his luggage in the living room, "Is there anything you want to eat today?"

"Go to Hongyun Noodle Restaurant for noodles, and then go to Liji for dinner."

"You want to invite someone to dinner?"

"Me alone."

Fu Yasheng threw a hat on Fu Dongsheng's bed: "Your hat, do you want to eat with me?"

"Where's mother?" Fu Dongsheng pouted to the side.

In the past, it was the parents who drove the two of them out, but now Gao Huimin is at home alone, and no one can rest assured.

"It should be fine, mom is better than you imagined." Fu Misheng paused, and glanced at the door that had not been opened, "She just needs to take a rest."

Fu Misheng was also very worried at the beginning that her mother was too fragile. To Gao Huimin, Fu Zheng is different from other couples. They are friends, father and daughter, and lovers, and there may be more meanings.

But Gao Huimin was in a trance from the beginning, and then it became much better later on, as if she had turned the page. The only change was that her sleep time became longer.

Gao Huimin used to get up very early, but now it's almost noon, and she hasn't gotten up yet.

"Would you like to take a look?" Fu Dongsheng sat up and put the hat on his head casually.

"Look—" Fu Yasheng and Fu Dongsheng heard voices coming from the door just as they stood up.

Gao Huimin appeared at the door in a clean suit, still in black clothes, and her complexion was much better than six days ago.

"You guys are awake. I'm still wondering how long you're going to sleep. I'm going to tell you something." Gao Huimin was changing shoes on the other side of the shoe cabinet, while hanging the keys on the flower branch. "I'm going to get a driver's license and drive myself tour."

"That's not bad." Fu Yasheng threw the bag on the sofa, "Where do you want to go?"

"I don't know either. Go where your father wants to go." Gao Huimin lay on the sofa wearing slippers, "Tibet or Xinjiang?" Her home, but she didn't want to stay in this sad place.

"Then I don't have to take the driver's license test!" Fu Dongsheng lay back on the bed again.

"Fart! Come and be my driver when you graduate!" Gao Huimin smiled weakly, "After you go back to school, I'm going to pack up and go to Leshan to learn to drive, and then drive your dad's minivan to Tibet."

"Enjoy." Fu Misheng nestled next to Gao Huimin, hiding her gray hair in her black hair.

Gao Huimin brushed Fu Yasheng's hand away and said, "Everyone will have gray hair. I saw your friend in Beijing drinking tofu nao in the leisure plaza on the street. Is she also from us?"

"The capital? Drink tofu nao in the leisure plaza?" Fu Misheng was stunned, his roommate flashed in his head, and finally he thought of An Shaomeng who was far away in South Korea suspiciously.

is she back

Thinking of this, Fu Yasheng's heart trembled, and he wanted to cry.

"Then I'll go out and have a look. An Shaomeng's family lives in a border town." Fu Misheng straightened Gao Huimin's hair and stood up.

"Sister, bring me a bean curd brain!" Fu Dongsheng still didn't get up, once Fu Zheng left, no one would treat his laziness, and this was also a way for him to escape.

"Go out by yourself." Fu Yasheng gave him a blank look and went out.

Fu Yasheng went straight to the leisure plaza, which was very close. After exiting the old street and crossing the bridge, go towards the vegetable market and on the right is the leisure plaza, where there are three tofu shops.

Fu Yasheng saw a pale face next to the cart with the most peppers, one hand was wrapped in a bandage, and the other hand scooped up a spoonful of tofu nao, blowing and drinking.

But this scene is not ugly, on the contrary, it is very warm and has a feeling of peace of mind.

"An Shaomeng, shouldn't you be in Korea?" Fu Misheng sat to the left of An Shaomeng, "Madam, I want a vegetarian tofu nao, slightly spicy."

An Shaomeng sucked in Slasla's breath, bit his little tongue and said, "I'll come back to give my dad a ride, what are you doing back here?"

"My father is gone, your father is away?" Fu Mi moved the white scarf on his arm vividly, took the tofu nao, stirred it a few times, and stuffed it into a big mouthful.

"My condolences." An Shaomeng didn't answer Fu Yasheng's question about her father. Sending him to the next life should be treated as a long trip, and he will be a new person wherever he goes.

Fu Yasheng smiled and said, "I can't help it. Didn't the border town have an anti-drug operation before, and that criminal came back."

An Shaomeng poked the tofu brain and was speechless.

All families are paying an unreasonable price for the actions of others.

"If you have no place to live, I can lend you the guest bedroom."

An Shaomeng didn't know why she said this, but seeing Fu Yasheng eating tofu brains, she hoped that Fu Yasheng could rely on her, "It's not that I want to have a further relationship with you, but— —”

An Shaomeng looked into Fu Yasheng's eyes seriously: "As a friend, you think you might need a private place to rest."

Fu Yasheng swallowed the tofu nao in his mouth, and laughed when he heard An Shaomeng's words.

Smiling and laughing, the tears suddenly fell and disappeared without a trace in the tofu brain.

An Shaomeng was not the first person to say this to her, but she was the first person to leave space for her.

"Then please."

Fu Yasheng temporarily moved from the dormitory to An Shaomeng's home after returning home. An Shaomeng has not returned to Korea to work, but is working remotely in the capital, taking a short break by the way.

An Shaomeng often heard Fu Misheng crying in the guest bedroom late at night in the master bedroom, balcony or living room.

An Shaomeng watched the TV with no sound, and listened to Fu Yasheng's intermittent, enduring cries, loud cries in the bed, sobs in the air, and sobs that gradually disappeared with the deep sleep.

An Shaomeng is waiting for Fu Yasheng to heal herself.

Waiting for her to come out of the guest bedroom at night.

I don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for this day——

An Shaomeng was still watching "Wulin Biography" in the living room, and her supper was on the table.

Fu Misheng's hair was disheveled, and he covered his forehead that hurt from crying, and sat unsteadily beside An Shaomeng, resting his head on An Shaomeng's back, and said in a muffled voice, "It hurts so much."

"Let's have a rest." An Shaomeng took a skewer and ate it, and smiled while watching "Wulin Biography".

Fu Yasheng is better.

On the weekend morning, when An Shaomeng came out of the master bedroom, she saw Fu Yasheng sitting on the sofa, wearing sportswear, her hair tied up high, and two breakfasts on the tea table in front of her.

Eggs, bread and soy milk downstairs.

"Go and clean up, let's eat." Fu Misheng was not idle, and while An Shaomeng was washing, he peeled a peach and cut it up and put it on the fruit plate.

Fu Yasheng is already much better. She feels that she has been healed suddenly. She cried in the guest bedroom. From the beginning, she was careful, listening to the movement outside, and then she really let go of herself and cried bitterly. It hurts.

An Shaomeng never came in to disturb her.

It's autumn——

Fu Yasheng also completely moved into An Shaomeng's house because An Shaomeng said——

"I still have to go to South Korea to finish my work. Please help me look after my house."

Now there seems to be a certain relationship between them by default, but Fu Yasheng feels that this is not the beginning, if An Shaomeng didn't say the beginning, then it is not the beginning.

During this period of time, Fu Yasheng also found out about An Shaomeng's family.

"Why is there a turtle... specimen under your sofa?" Fu Yasheng looked at the black unidentified object with a turtle shell, "What did you do?"

"Ah, so Tony ran under the sofa!"

An Shaomeng watched Fu Yasheng clean up through the monitor on the other end of the phone. Her house had always had a monitor facing the gate. After Fu Misheng moved in, she replaced the monitor with an upgraded version, which could be controlled remotely and rotated. They Just chatting with each other when I have free time.

"You are so perverted." Fu Yasheng cleaned up the dried tortoise, and the remaining traces could not be removed, "Don't raise small animals in the future."

"Okay, I'm not going to raise it either. This is a gift from a friend. I don't know how it got out of the breeding box with the lid on."

An Shaomeng was packing her things and going out with her manager, while talking to Fu Yasheng, "I don't like keeping small animals very much."

"How did you survive yourself?" Fu Yasheng opened the sofa on the other side, and there were all snack bags underneath, some torn and some not torn, scattered in a pile.

An Shaomeng was smiling in the car wearing a mask: "Of course I survived like this."

An Shaomeng has been very tired recently, because of a trip back to China, in addition to the accumulation of work, there is also a reason for the contract time, the work has become very heavy, either on the way to the interview or on the way to filming.

"Take a good rest, you sound so tired." Fu Misheng knew that An Shaomeng was working again when he heard the sound of the car. Recently, An Shaomeng's breathing was very heavy, and sometimes he carefully took a deep breath and then exhaled when he was speaking.

"Okay." An Shaomeng took a habitual "ha" breath after finishing speaking, then turned off the voice, lay down on the seat suddenly, took medicine from the small box in the car, whistling like a bellows Open your mouth and breathe.

She has been really tired these two days, she suddenly wanted to take a breath just now, and she had been enduring it all of a sudden, and it suddenly got worse.

"Do you want to take a break?" Jin Qiyun was a little worried about An Shaomeng's state. The company wanted to extend the contract because of An Shaomeng's leave, but An Shaomeng refused and chose to increase the workload.

Now she is not the only one picking up An Shaomeng, there is another person, An Shaomeng's work schedule is so much that she may just take a shower when she comes home, sit on the sofa and put on a mask to close her eyes. Hours to work.

"No, it will take two hours to go there, I'll sleep, please pay more attention." An Shaomeng said in English, her English is very good, and Jin Qiyun can understand it.

"OK."

An Shaomeng squinted and watched the car window slowly rise, and closed her eyes drowsily, wondering if it would be too late to go back and ask an aunt to eliminate the hygiene problem.

It's too late.

Fu Yasheng had already cleaned her bedroom together, without moving An Shaomeng's things, just tidying up the floor under the bed was unbelievable.

A hot water bottle cover, various threads, a hair removal device, and a moldy super plastic bag stuffed with countless small snack plastic bags, and a plush doll with burst threads.

"How on earth did you survive?" Fu Misheng picked up two large bags of garbage, and was so tired that she supported the wall and couldn't even eat. There was too much food under her bed, opened and unopened, making her want to vomit. .

It's a child who needs someone to take care of.

Fu Yasheng laughed at this thought.