I really don't want to be a teacher

The woman turned her head, paused, and said,

Hearing this, Lian Ge picked up the writing brush placed beside him again,

"...Are you here for a tour?"

Glancing at the woman, the brush strokes fell on the drawing paper,

Smudged with ink, a cliff extends from the edge to the center of the picture under the smudge.

"Yes... come out for a walk." The woman nodded and answered.

"Why didn't you come out with your husband?"

Lian Ge's tone was calm, he seemed to be concentrating on writing, and asked casually,

After the voice fell, the booth seemed to be much quieter suddenly.

The woman didn't answer, she was a little silent, while the old man who hadn't left was watching Lian Ge's writing on the drawing paper with great interest.

"...I can't come with him."

After a pause, the woman looked into the distance and said,

"There's no way to come with him again."

Listening to the woman's words, Lian Ge didn't look up, but just drew a pen on the top of the cliff that had already been smeared,

On the side, the old man heard the words, looked away from the painting on the long table, looked at the woman's absent-minded appearance, and roughly guessed something.

"...Girl, there are some things that you want to discuss." While talking, the old man shook his head again, and didn't say any more.

And the woman was looking at the distance, looking at the hill, her eyes were fascinated, as if she was lost in memory,

"...A year ago, he told me that he wanted to come to the Yellow Crane Tower, but..."

After a pause, the woman fell silent again,

"... He and I have been in love since high school. At that time, we always liked to travel without telling the family during the holidays... It was like hiding from the whole world. There are only two of us left. Several times, we almost revealed our secrets."

As she spoke, a smile gradually appeared on the woman's face,

"From high school to college, from school to work, to marriage, we have been together and have never been apart.

Before we got married, we would always find time to go out for a walk. After we got married, I started a company with him. I was busy with work and gradually ran out of time... I seem to have forgotten when was the last time I went out with him.

However, although we are busy, at least we are still together, whether at work or at home, I can always see him. "

Looking into the distance, the woman recalled, with a smile on her face all the time,

Listening to the woman's narration, Lian Ge didn't speak, and didn't turn his eyes away. Holding a brush, he sketched and depicted on the paper,

Gradually, a bird with one eye and one wing is smeared with ink, standing alone on the cliff in the painting,

This bird with one eye and one wing is raising its head, as if it is facing the sky, singing,

"...Other people often say that the couple has been together for a long time, and they have long been tired of it. But I and him, it seems that I can't get tired of it...Looking at him, I feel happy and stable. People often say that fallen leaves return to their roots. , then I think, he is my root."

the woman said,

Lian Ge also continued to sketch on the paper,

Raise the pen and drop it again. Above the sky in the painting, there is also a figure of a bird, with one eye and one wing. It is exactly opposite to the bird on the top of the Independence and Cliff.

The eyes of the bird on the cliff also happened to fall on the figure in the sky, but the bird in the sky, under the brush and ink description, seemed to be formed by the condensation of clouds and mist, which was much blurred, and there was a trace of mist lingering around it, as if will spill out,

"...A few years ago, he told me, let's have a baby. At that time, I thought, we are still young, and the time is still long. If I want to take it easy, he agreed...At that time, If we have a child, the child should be as big as the previous family now... Then, the ones who came here this time should be our family... He was slow when traveling , Every time I go to a place, I always have to stay for a long time... He told me that he should remember these places well. When we get old, I can’t remember when we recall the places we have been. Tell me again... You said he was naive or not..."

As she spoke, the smiles on the woman's face grew more and more, as if pictures appeared in front of her eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the smile on the woman's face gradually disappeared.

"From working to when we started our own company together, he is always busy and tired. Seeing his appearance, I feel very distressed, but I can't persuade him. I don't want to drag him down... ...I don't even want to be a stumbling block on his road. His dream is my dream...I can only help him as much as possible so that he can rest more.

One night, he was very drunk, and after I helped him home, he didn't make trouble or face. When I wiped his face, he just stood there blushing, looking at me and laughing.

Then he wiped it, he grabbed my hand in a daze, his mouth was muffled, and told me... Wife, do you still remember, you said that there was an old house in your house before, where you He grew up in the yard, until he was eleven or twelve years old, something happened in the family, and he sold the old house... Then the spirit of alcohol came up, and he said more vaguely, he told me... Wife, I must We must work hard, we must work hard to make money, earn more money, help you sell that yard back, and then we will have a child, let our child grow up there... He covered his mouth while talking, You said he was funny or not..."

Speaking of this, the woman smiled on her face, and tears were already in her eyes, which were about to flow from her eye sockets.

"...that was when we first fell in love, and I told him when I was in high school. In fact, the place where I grew up has long been blurred in my memory. For me, the place where he is is home.

But he is always like this, always remembering what I said.He is very stubborn, even more stubborn on this...

The next morning, after he woke up, he had already forgotten what he said the night before, but when he was eating breakfast, he was always looking at my face, as if he wanted to see if he had said anything last night .

I kept a straight face on purpose and asked him what's the matter...he quickly said, nothing, nothing..."

The woman was still smiling as she spoke, but tears were already pouring from her eyes.

Lian Ge listened, the strokes continued to fall, and after a few touches on the two birds, he moved the tip of the brush and began to outline and describe on the cliff beside the birds with one eye and one wing.

"...a few years ago, he suddenly relaxed a lot. He told me, let's go on a trip... When I first heard his words, I was very surprised, very strange... because we haven't gone out for a long time up.

Then he said, we have been in Ezhou for so long, and we have never been to the Yellow Crane Tower. We will go to see it this time, and then go to Wudang Mountain. After traveling around, we will have children when we come back... When I was there, he still told me mysteriously that he wanted to give me a surprise.

After finishing speaking, he stopped talking, and wanted me to question him...he is so naive. "

The woman is in a trance, laughing, tears streaming,

"...At that time, when he said surprise, I actually guessed it, but I still cooperated with him and asked him curiously, what kind of surprise..."

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"...he smiled, and he laughed very happily, but he didn't tell me, he just told me, when we come back from our trip, he will tell me...

I cooperated with him and told him that I was still keeping secrets, and now I don’t tell me all the little secrets...he still doesn’t tell me.

In fact, I already guessed that he had already bought that yard back.

However, I am willing to cooperate with him and let him keep the surprise after returning from the trip..."

The woman stared at the hills and the distance in a daze, and gradually fell silent as she spoke.

Before and after the booth, it became quiet,

The sounds of the bustling pedestrians seem to be far away, only the sound of Lian Ge's brushstrokes falling on the drawing paper, and the sigh of the old man beside him,

After being silent for a long time, the woman's tears welled up from her red eyes, her voice became choked up, as if the emotions that had been stored in her heart for a long time suddenly burst out,

"...However, that trip didn't take place... We didn't come here, we didn't finish the trip, and we didn't wait until the end of the trip. He told me what the surprise was...

He's been working for too long, he's always so tired, his nerves are so tense... As soon as he relaxes, his body suddenly collapses.

That was the day before we were going to travel. That afternoon, we gave the whole company a holiday, got off work, and closed the company door. He was very happy. He was always so happy in those few days...Going home that night At that time, we didn't even drive the car, just walked along the street, stepped on the road, just like before...

But before he got home, he collapsed... After I hurriedly called, called an ambulance, and took him to the hospital...

He was in the emergency room, and I was waiting in the corridor outside the emergency room... In the emergency department, there were other people who were also being rescued. Some seemed anxious, some were crying, and doctors would come out from time to time to pronounce the sentence on the patient's family. …At that time, I was standing at the door of the emergency room, my mind was empty, my feet seemed to be unable to step on the ground, and my whole body kept falling, falling...but I couldn’t fall. to the bottom.

This time, he was rescued... But after the rescue was completed, the doctor examined him and found a malignant tumor in his brain, and it couldn't be removed by surgery... When I heard the news, I ,I……"

The woman spoke, choked up, and couldn't continue.

Lian Ge listened to the woman's narration, the brush sketched and depicted on the paper,

Under the smearing of the ink, a bird's nest gradually emerged on the top of the cliff, next to the birds,

"... After he woke up, he looked at me, smiled, and the first thing he said to me was, I'm sorry, I'm afraid the trip will be delayed.

He asked me in the second sentence, what happened to him...

I wanted to hide it from him, but I couldn't hide it from him, just like he couldn't hide something from me... I told him.

He listened, and was silent for a long time, then looked at me, smiled again, and said to me, I'm sorry... Then he told me, let's die, we can go on a trip while there is still some time...

I didn't agree... I didn't agree, I said no matter what, he had to treat it... He was silent for a long time, then nodded, and told me, let's treat it.

Then, since then, he has never said anything about giving up treatment.

I took him to the capital, and since surgery was not possible, we used chemotherapy...but it didn't work, it didn't help at all, it didn't help at all except to make him more painful.

But he didn't say anything, I said where to go for treatment and he went there.

He knew I didn't want him to go, so he just stood up...just stood up.

He went to the emergency room several times in the middle, but he survived each time... However, his condition was still getting worse, and it was still getting worse. His hair fell out, and he became thin and old. A lot... His nerves were pinched, and sometimes his consciousness became blurred.

Once, when I was in the ward, he stopped me suddenly... He told me: We will always be together, we will go to the same high school, the same university, and work together until we get married and have children , until the hair turns gray, dies, and is buried in the earth...

That’s what he said in high school, when he was on a trip, he told me, at that time, he said it very firmly, now, he still speaks so firmly... I’ll tell him..."

The woman narrated, choking more and more, took a deep breath, and then continued,

"...treating him cost us all our savings. I told him we were going to sell the company.

That company is his painstaking effort, ours...but he just kept silent for a moment, then nodded and agreed with a smile.

At that time, he didn't tell me about his surprise, let alone sell the yard he bought...

At that time, I got angry, I yelled at him, and I told him, I know he bought back that house, but who cares about that house, without him, that house is nothing...

He was silent...then smiled and told me that he cared, he said he wanted to leave something for me..."

The woman paused again as she spoke, tears kept streaming from her eyes,

"... At the last moment, when I returned to the ward from outside, I saw him looking out of the ward window in a daze...I know, he is homesick, he doesn't want to be outside...outside... …

But every time, when he was facing me, he didn't mention this sentence at all... I didn't mention it... I was afraid, I was afraid that as soon as I got home, he... he would..."

Listening to the woman's narration, the old man next to him couldn't help but fell silent,

Lian Ge persisted with his pen and continued to draw on the paper,

As the brush strokes change, a young chick appears in the nest, and the chick bears the only color of the whole painting,

Like the bird standing on the top of the cliff, it is raising its head and singing,

"...the last time, after he was pushed out of the emergency room, he was sent to the intensive care unit... For a long time, he didn't wake up, but he didn't leave either. He just persisted like that...

I was in the intensive care unit, the last time I saw him, I saw him lying on the hospital bed, his eyes closed, his face was so pale... He knew I didn't want him to go, so he was just so stiff...

Just like before, no matter how tired he was, he stood firm.

I was wrong... I was wrong, I shouldn't have caused him this... so much pain, I'm sorry... sorry for him.

I knelt down next to him and held his hand... I told him, let him go...it's okay, I'll take care of myself, I'll take him home, back to us Home……

I told me, I'm sorry, I don't want to make him so tired, let him go...

He listened to my voice, his breathing became weaker and weaker, but there was still the last very weak breath...until...until, I stopped crying...he just left...just left. "

Choked with sobs, the woman raised her head, tears kept pouring out of her eyes, unable to speak any more,

After a pause, Lian Ge took up the pen and added a few final strokes on the scroll, then put the pen stained with ink aside.

Turning his gaze to see the woman with tears in his eyes, Lian Ge turned the picture scroll to face the woman,

"The painting is ready, let's take a look."

After the words fell, the woman with red eyes couldn't help lowering her head, looking at the scroll,

And the tears gushing from his eyes also dripped down the scroll along his cheeks.

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Tears dripped on the ink on the drawing paper, but did not affect the ink that seemed to be wet,

Tears failed to smudge the ink, or even soak the pages.

The woman seemed unaware of this, and the moment she lowered her head, she fixed her eyes on the painting, the bird standing on the cliff with its head raised, and the seemingly fleeting bird in the sky. On the other bird, dazed in a daze,

"...Little Mister, is this a lovebird?"

On the side, the old man looked at the painting and couldn't help asking,

"Correct."

Glancing at the ecstatic woman, Lian Ge turned his gaze back and replied with a smile.

Hearing this, the old man nodded and didn't speak any more. He continued to cast his eyes on the painting, sizing up and observing it.