old lily no spring

Song Han's clothes and corn were delivered home the next day, and Lu Mengfei, who arrived home early, took them.She picked out the corn and put it in the refrigerator. When she saw Songhan's clothes, she thought about it and washed it by hand again.The balcony was full of clothes she had gone out to dry, and the sanitation at home had been tidied up again.Finally, when she cleaned the kitchen, she saw a bowl in the sink covered with some hard oatmeal scum, and when Song Han came home, Lu Mengfei picked up the bowl, "How long has it been?"

Song Han loosened her hair and rubbed her scalp, "Two or three days. Mom, why did you come back early?" Her whole face was so pale that she couldn't see her head, and when she was leaning against the refrigerator to get lemonade, she found a drawer full of corn . "You bought corn?"

"There were flash floods in the scenic spots in the next two days, and our tour group suspended the activities. Oh, those corns were sent to you, and I have to ask you, what happened to the set of inner and outer clothes you sent back?" Shipping address It was soaked by the rain, and Lu Mengfei didn't recognize it after looking at it for a long time.

Song Han listened to the words and looked at the refrigerator. It took her a day and a night to finally get out of the emotional quagmire of broken love, and the object sent by Zhilan made her heart ache.

Seeing her daughter, Lu Mengfei was in a daze, "Songhan, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, Mom, I'll go back to my room and go to bed first." Before Song Han poured a glass of water and entered the room, he saw several rows of clothes drying on the balcony densely packed in the limited space, including hers.The dripping water stains showed that the mother had washed her again.

"Oh, I borrowed that suit from a classmate's house for one night. I didn't have time to pick it up today because I was busy working in the field, so she sent it back to me." Song Han patiently explained, similar to his mother. There was a sarcasm in his big eyes, "Girl."

"Corn——" Lu Mengfei's most frightening thing to Song Han is her desire to ask questions.In many cases, their conversations are like deliberately set questions in class, and after they are thrown out, they expect the answers that students should expect.Moreover, in addition to the mother and daughter, their family seems to have colleagues who sit by and listen all the time.

"The corn was brought by the student I sponsored in Province S. She is participating in the middle school sports meeting this time." Sensing the anger in her heart, Song Han suppressed her heartbeat, "Mom, don't be so busy when you just came back." , take more rest. Don’t call me for dinner, I’m very tired today.”

Since she was a child, she knew how to give her mother a satisfactory answer, without adding doubts, troubles or worries.Any arrangements, big or small, in life will be folded by Song Han, and Lu Mengfei can be at peace when she is at ease.

Songhan hasn't contacted Zhilan since yesterday.I went home last night and cried for a few hours, and today I continued to go out to work with two layers of concealer under my eyes.Only Ge Hua knew that she was broken in love, and looked at Song Han worriedly in the basketball court several times.Song Han gave her a reassuring smile, "Don't think about what you have and what you don't have, just concentrate on playing the game well." Saying that others can do it, but what you have and what you have and what you don't have, Song Han couldn't figure out the reason why Zhilan "temporarily separated" .But a thousand words can be summed up with a "grievance".

The rift between Zhilan and herself has been buried since the arrangement of going abroad two years ago, and after that, they can quarrel over some trivial matters.Sometimes Zhilan acted like a baby and complained that she didn't want to go to see her or go out together, and sometimes she didn't want to get tired of the illusory network because of Song Han's saying "we are all busy".It's not a matter of principle after all.The long-lost intimacy with Zhilan the night before yesterday was also very hearty. Why did Zhilan break up with a message yesterday at noon?

Is it because of my hesitation about putting on that new dress in the morning, or because I am too busy with work and can only go back to accompany Zhilan at eleven o'clock?Or, the cracks that had been there for more than two years continued to open silently and naturally.What is the bearing point of the collapse?

Song Han hugged his knees and stared blankly out of the window, the sky was getting dark and his whole body was shining brightly.Heart and brain were breathing heavily, Song Han picked up the phone and looked at Zhi Lan's message for the number of times.She wanted to reply, "Why?" Then she pressed the button, "Okay."

Ever since he was a child, Song Han, who always came first in the exams, was very determined to win or lose.Even when looking back at love, I subconsciously think: Why?Why?so what?

Why did you break up suddenly?Why do you say stick to me?Then break up temporarily, so what?

Song Han lay down after thinking about it, and after closing his eyes, he heard the sound of cooking from the kitchen.She closed her eyes and forced herself, who suffered from insomnia last night, to fall asleep early, so that her mother, who absolutely wanted to call her to eat, would dispel her thoughts.

In the vague drowsiness, Song Han heard the sound of his own breathing and knocking on the door.She tried to fall asleep.The door "creaked" was pushed open, and the smell of braised shrimp wafted into the bedroom.

"Songhan, don't go to bed on an empty stomach, get up and eat." Lu Mengfei called her.

Song Han immediately opened his eyes, stared at the ceiling for a while, "OK."

The dinner for the mother and daughter is very simple, braised shrimp in oil, a plate of Hangzhou cabbage, and the usual tomato and egg soup.Song Han took a few mouthfuls of food dumbly, and Lu Mengfei really had something to say. "This trip and our school's old Cheng, her husband is from the Southeast Newspaper Company, and he said that he can help you implement an internship in the news agency." She said several times that there is no need to go to Xiaojiu's small company Not to mention squeezing time and energy, it is of no help to future employment, and writing it on the resume is useless except for occupying a line of space.

"It's about current affairs. My dissertation is not in that direction, but about sports media." Song Han couldn't eat, so he poured a bowl of soup to drink.

"Are you stupid? Is that just an internship? It's a window." Lu Mengfei put down the bowl helplessly, "I know that graduate students today are not as good as they were ten years ago. Although I have always encouraged you to be self-reliant, sometimes it is the parents' responsibility. Difficult No... you want me to go to Kong Weitong?" Kong Weitong is Song Han's biological father, the eldest son of eighty generations of Confucius descendants.That's why he got such a name of Fangfangzhengzhenghaoqitangtang.

"You are looking for my dad for nothing. You can barely do it by spending some money for your daughter. His relationship is a scarce commodity, so you have to leave it to your son." Song Han put down the bowl, "I'm already on track for the internship job, and now I'm very interested in this industry. I am also very interested. Besides, I promised the company to do it for two years and I don’t want to go back on my word.”

"You have an idea, don't listen to my suggestion." Lu Mengfei buckled the chopsticks on the side of the bowl, "Delaying graduate school for a year to support teaching, I won't say that I still need to pay my salary to support students, that's a good thing. But You were so hot-headed that you helped minors escape from marriage, and when you were beaten back halfway, your face looked good? Did you know that it almost affected your further education? You went to Leopard Shadow for an internship for a few months and couldn’t stay, and was rejected by others.” In Lu Mengfei’s dictionary, face About equal to decent.She has won numerous awards in her teaching career of more than 20 years. She was rated as a special teacher when she was in her thirties, and she is a highly respected figure among her peers in H City. "I told you a long time ago, don't go in crooked ways. When you are young, you have found the right path and platform, and you can only produce results if you keep cultivating deeply."

Usually, Song Han would have a calm face when he heard such long-winded speeches from his mother, but he would be slandered in his heart.Maybe her mind was still a little wandering when she was called up to eat while she was half asleep and half awake. Song Han, who had not returned to her usual control, felt her temples throbbing violently, and pressed there, "Mom, that platform and direction are not mine. like."

"Didn't we all come here like this? How can there be any room for choice? Your grandfather liked the restoration of ancient buildings, but didn't he teach bridge design for half his life?" Lu Mengfei kept telling Song Han, "Do what you do, love what you do." Do it line by line."She looked at Song Han's increasingly stern face, "It's always like this. I have the same temper as Kong Wei, and I will put my face down after a few words."

"Don't just think about yourself, think about me too. Your grandparents are so worried about you." Lu Mengfei lost her appetite.

The pocket of Song Han's pajama pants vibrated, she took out her mobile phone and found Shi Zhilan, after eagerly opening it, the words hurt her, "Song Han, don't you ask why? Do you only think about yourself?"

"Where are you, I want to tell you face to face." Song Han quickly replied.

Seeing that Song Han's attention had shifted to the phone, Lu Mengfei made a final qualitative conclusion habitually, "I also accepted Lao Cheng's place, and I will notify you next week at the earliest."

Zhilan's answer was very firm, "I want to be quiet for a while, let's take a while." The doctor's suggestion after today's reexamination is to arrange surgery as soon as possible and control emotions.

Song Han was upset and told her mother, "Mom, I said I don't want to go. I've been very busy with things in my hands recently. Please help me and thank Aunt Cheng." She stood up and wanted to go back to the room.

"Lu Songhan——" the mother's voice echoed in the room of more than sixty square meters, "I don't care anymore, you don't know what kind of trouble you are going to make! His mother came to my door directly, do you know that?"

Lu Mengfei was so angry that the corners of his mouth trembled, and he looked at his surprised daughter with a half-smile, "I saved face for you, so... I can bear such disgraceful things. I always feel that you are confused for a while, and Fu Zhilan will not last long After all, he went to the UK and will settle abroad in the future. I just want you to study in peace, find a good job, find a reasonable person to marry and have children. What can I do to you? Lu Weitong's family treats you With partiality, I will divorce without hesitation, and I will take care of you despite how many gossips and supercilious glances alone..." and gave up her marriage with Lao Li.

"What? Looking for the door?" Song Han couldn't believe it.

"Fu Zhilan's mother came to me last year and said that since her daughter separated from you and went to the UK, she was in a very bad mood and drank too much for three days. She couldn't continue her major, so she had to change her application. It's a bad school to learn design. So let me think of a way to persuade you." Lu Mengfei took out a piece of paper and wiped away tears, "The mother's behavior is like my daughter being a vixen to seduce her children to go astray, saying Fu Zhilan Because of your rejection of Qingbei, he did not go to the top ten foreign schools, but stayed here to accompany you to study in university. He also said that Fu Zhilan was taken away because of you, and he wanted to make trouble at home to organize study abroad for you. I want my parents to agree with you. My daughter, Lu Mengfei, actually let other people's children pay for it." Lu Mengfei shook her head in disbelief, as if she was meeting Song Han for the first time.

And Songhan also gradually understood the meaning behind Zhilan's text message. She looked at the grief-stricken mother, and raised her brows puzzled, "I think about myself? Heh." Wiping away the tears that rolled out of nowhere, " Heh." She wanted to laugh, but tears rolled down her cheeks, "Mom, what you should have thought about back then was that you let me die."

As soon as the words fell, Lu Mengfei slapped Song Han's cheek heavily.