My Boss, the White-haired Nun

"As a party involved, you have no right to speak. But since my little princess said that I am the best father in the world, then I should be the best father in the world, right?"

"What do you mean should be! Obviously it is!"

"Okay, okay, that's it."

"It's not good, it's just."

"That's it."

"Nor that!"

"..."

In the early morning, the old tram walked slowly on the same old track in Kumamoto at an unhurried speed.The towns on both sides also retreated slowly at an unhurried speed, like two old people meeting each other by chance, wondering whether it would be the last time they met each other, and then brought the empty carriage and Among them, Gong Ming went to the northern country.

Chapter 150 Four Poems of Style ([-])

"It's nothing, it's just a bit of a surprise, thinking that a young man like you would do something like a tram."

In front of Gong Ming, a man with an unlit cigarette in his mouth said so. "To be honest, when I got on the bus at the beginning, I thought you were going on a date with some girl at a certain station, but I didn't expect that you were the only one in the whole process."

"A date or something." Gong Ming glanced at the empty activities around him, smiled at the girl, and said softly. "I'm past the age of dating,"

It's just that this scene fell into the eyes of the middle-aged man opposite, and Gong Ming looked quite sad when he saw the forced smile of the chair beside him.

"Young man." The middle-aged man sneered with a cigarette in his mouth. "Don't just say such frustrating words after experiencing something casually! You are so young and young, don't suffer any setbacks, it's like the sky is falling. Time is the best medicine, young, this kind of emotional Things will always pass.”

"...?" Gong Ming was taken aback when he heard the words, and then after thinking about it, he realized what the middle-aged man in front of him was talking about, so he couldn't help laughing. "No, you misunderstood. I mean that people of my age are not suitable for dating. I have to take my children."

his back.Wendy lay prone on the seat behind him, put her little head on top of his and nodded desperately.

"That's right, take the kids."

"Don't look at me like this, I'm actually very old." Gong Ming shrugged his shoulders and continued. "Maybe it's because of what I'm wearing today that I look a little younger."

Maybe because he looked at the puzzled face of the person in front of him and felt that his words might not be convincing, Gong Ming took out the work certificate from his wallet and put it in front of the person in front of him.

"Hey, my work permit."

The middle-aged man glanced at the certificate in Gong Ming's hand, and suddenly realized that it was actually a military officer's certificate. "I'm over 40 years old. Calculated, we should be of the same generation."

The middle-aged man couldn't help but froze, with an awkward smile on his face. "Ah, this is really...I'm being rude when I see you are too young. I'm really sorry."

"This kind of thing often happens." Gong Ming chuckled, "I've already gotten used to it."

"Then you are going to Tokyo with this outfit..." The middle-aged man looked at Gong Ming with some doubts.

"I...how should I put it?" Gong Ming thought for a while, and then said, "It should be considered...some accident happened at home, so I took a leave of absence with my work unit to go to Tokyo to play with my children for a day."

"Go to Tokyo to reunite with your wife and children?" The middle-aged man nodded, "Workers like you should rarely have such opportunities, and you should cherish them."

"Wife and child..." Gong Ming hesitated for a moment, feeling the depression of the child on top of his head, and said softly. "The child's mother passed away a few days ago..."

The middle-aged man looked at him, and suddenly understood what he meant when he said that something happened at home.

"Ah... sorry. I didn't think of such a thing." He couldn't help apologizing again.

"It's okay." Gong Ming shook his head, then changed the topic away from himself. "Speaking of which, sir, when did you get in the car? I was a little surprised when you came over suddenly."

"I..." The cigarette dangling from the middle-aged man's mouth moved. "I am the captain of this tram."

"Ah, so it's Mr. Che Zhang." Gong Ming was a little surprised.On top of his head, Wendy also widened her curious eyes.

"It won't be the case after today." The middle-aged man laughed at himself. "Today is my last day as driver of this car."

"This is for..." Gong Ming just said the question, and looked at the empty carriages around him, and probably understood the meaning of the coach captain.

"This tram is about to be withdrawn. Today is its last trip, and it will be towed and destroyed after that." The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "As for the reason, haven't you seen it clearly?"

"Sorry." This time it was Gong Ming's turn to apologize.

"There is nothing to be sorry about." The middle-aged man shook his head, "I have been the driver of this tram for almost 30 years, and the time I stayed with my wife is not as long as it is, and I watched it step by step until today. Yes, my oldest buddy."

Perhaps because he complied with the no-smoking rules in trams, he held a cigarette in his mouth, but never lit it. "I've been looking at it for so many years, and no one knows it better than me. For more than 30 years, my old buddy's body has also It's slowly starting to fail, and it's time to die."

The expression of the middle-aged man is very calm.

"Just like fate, it was destined to be destroyed from the day it was built, and 30 years is not too short, so there is nothing to regret."

"Fate?" Gong Ming repeated the word softly. "That's really powerless."

"Who says no," the middle-aged man shook his head. "Fate is the most irresistible thing."

Gong Ming remained silent.

Next, the bus captain began to tell some interesting stories about the tram, some of which were indeed interesting, but most of them were nothing more than ordinary gossip about the parents, and they seemed quite boring. dozed off.

In the end, the girl finally lost interest in the conversation, and went back to the window to watch the scenery.While talking with the middle-aged man, Gong Ming's eyes fell on Wendy from time to time. Although he felt that nothing would happen, the child would still feel at ease by staring at him.

"Ah, I'm really bothering you for letting you listen to so many boring words from me." Near noon, the sound of a tram entering the station in Tokyo came, and the tram conductor seemed to realize the passage of time, and in front of Gong Ming He stood up and said with an apologetic face.

"It's okay, anyway, the time on the road is always wasted, and it's better to have a story to listen to than nothing." Gong Ming stretched his hand to his side, as if he was holding something, and smiled at the tram conductor.

"Because you are the last passenger of this tram, so I will say more unconsciously...It's really great that you don't dislike it."

Gong Ming chuckled.After the train stopped, he also stood up and said with a light smile. "Then I'll leave first."

"Have a good time." The middle-aged man saluted slightly.