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She stood up and wiped away the tears with the back of her hand. Because the tears blurred her vision, she walked aimlessly forward in the blurred world.

"I'm back," Feng Qiu came out of the kitchen carrying the bowls and chopsticks. "The dishes are ready, come and eat."

Meng Xiaofeng sat at the dining table with her head down, and she quietly ate a few mouthfuls of dry rice. Feng Qiu looked at the person who never looked up and only ate and didn't eat vegetables, and asked doubtfully, "Why don't you eat vegetables? I can't cook as much as your father It's delicious."

Tears fell into the rice bowl, and she replied sullenly: "No, I'm just hungry, and I ate a few more mouthfuls of rice to pad my stomach."

Seeing that she was very strange, Feng Qiu stretched out his hand to touch Meng Xiaofeng's body, "Why are you crying?"

Meng Xiaofeng chewed the rice in his mouth, only feeling bitter, "I just choked on my meal."

Feng Qiu frowned slightly, she stood up and poured a glass of water, "Eat slowly, your stomach is as bad as Dad, you can't eat in such a hurry."

Meng Xiaofeng took the water and took a few sips, but the scarlet eyes didn't seem to be caused by choking.

"What's the matter?" Feng Qiu showed concern, "Is it the boy who went on a blind date with you today who said too much?"

Meng Xiaofeng went down the slope and said: "Well, I said something too much, I'm tired, I'm going back to my room first."

Without waiting for Feng Qiu to speak again, Meng Xiaofeng stepped into the room, locked the door, and lay on her back on the bed as if powerless.

Afraid that crying would make Feng Qiu worry, so he could only endure it.

In the middle of the night, she still couldn't fall asleep, she opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling, the dazzling light hit her eyes directly, and she murmured a name in her mouth.

"Su Mubei, Su Mubei, Su Mubei, Su Mubei..."

Wet the pillow towel with tears, sleepless all night.

☆, Chinese New Year

It was another new year, the TV in the living room was turned on, lively and festive music sounded, spreading throughout the living room, and the countdown to the new year came from the TV.

"10...5, 4, 3, 2, 1, happy new year..."

Su Mubei leaned against the window, gazing aimlessly at the downstairs room area, the lights were shining brightly, every house was lit up, and the windows were pasted with red blessing letters, and the lights were festooned and festive.

She shook the goblet in her hand, and the half glass of red wine in the glass was shaking with the movement. She raised her head and drank the wine in one sip, the sour taste spread on the tip of her tongue.

"No matter what happens in the future, I will be with you, and I will never leave you alone again", the words Meng Xiaofeng once said echoed in my ears, but in the end they just disappeared with the wind.

I have received a lot of New Year greetings on my mobile phone, including familiar people and work partners I have only met a few times, but she is the only one missing from these text messages of blessings.

Su Mubei put down the goblet, rolled up her sleeves, and started tidying up the room.

She packed all the things about Meng Xiaofeng in the room into a suitcase. After packing everything, the whole room was almost empty.

It turned out that this small room would become so empty without her, as if no one lived in it.

Su Mubei walked to the desk, and she picked up the glass bottle placed on the table. The transparent glass was filled with folded stars, which were colorful.

This bottle of paper-folded stars was Su Mubei's birthday gift to Meng Xiaofeng last year, she spent a whole month folding them, and her fingers were worn out trying to fold these things.

Su Mubei opened the glass bottle, took out a star, and took it apart.

There were densely packed words written on the creased long strip of paper, every word and sentence on it was full of joy for Su Mubei at that time, but Meng Xiaofeng didn't know that there was something written in it, so she never opened.

She packed up everything about Meng Xiaofeng, except for this bottle of stars.

"Fat cat." Su Mubei called softly.

After hearing Su Mubei's call, Sha Mao jumped a few times and came to Su Mubei's feet.

Su Mubei patted its head, "Fat cat, she will never come back, do you want to follow her, or follow me?"

The fat cat couldn't understand this, and just closed its eyes and enjoyed the petting, purring.

"She likes you so much, she must be reluctant to part with you, you also like her, don't you, you follow her." Su Mubei made this decision on his own.

When she stopped, Fat Cat opened her eyes and Da La rubbed her hands over, motioning to keep touching and not to stop.

Su Mubei held the fat cat's face, and said earnestly: "You have to be obedient, stay with her for me, don't make her angry, if she is in a bad mood, remember to comfort her, I can't take care of her, you can do it for me Take care of her..."

One day after the Spring Festival, a large car was parked outside the courtyard. The car was not a local car, and the license plate number showed it was from City S.

A man got out of the car. He was in his early thirties with a crew cut and a tie. "Are you Meng Xiaofeng, Miss Meng?"

Meng Xiaofeng nodded blankly, and asked, "I am, but what can you do with me?"

The man didn't answer, but went to the back door of the car and opened it. The moment the door opened, a yellow figure jumped out of the car, and that figure jumped onto Meng Xiaofeng's body with a suddenness.

Subconsciously, Meng Xiaofeng stretched out his arms to hug her, and took a few steps back to stand still, feeling the fluffy feeling on his hands and body.

"Fat cat," Meng Xiaofeng looked at the dog with its forefoot resting on him in disbelief, "Why are you here?"

The man's deep voice came, "Your luggage in S City is in the trunk. These things are sent by President Su to me."

Meng Xiaofeng temporarily let go of the excited fat cat, looked at the suitcases beside the car, with a slightly lonely expression, "Actually, there is nothing, there is no need to bring it here."

The man smiled politely, and said goodbye: "I just follow orders, the task is completed, I will leave first."

The fat cat was still dangling at Meng Xiaofeng's feet excitedly. Seeing that the man was about to leave, Meng Xiaofeng hurriedly said, "What about the fat cat? Why did you bring him here?"

The man who walked a few steps turned around, "Boss Su didn't say anything, but she asked me to bring it here, probably because she wanted you to keep it."

Meng Xiaofeng was slightly startled, and didn't ask any more questions.

After the big car left, Meng Xiaofeng squatted down and hugged the fat cat, muttering to himself: "I miss you, I really miss you..."

Tears wet the soft hair, but the person I miss can't and can't miss it anymore.

Meng Xiaofeng took out his mobile phone, the screen stayed on the dialing interface, and his fingers stayed on the button to call Su Mubei several times.

She sighed, put away the phone with a wry smile, and did not dial out.

Fat Cat's large size is very eye-catching. Just passing through the courtyard has attracted many neighbors to visit.

"Xiaofeng, is this your dog?" The neighbor aunt asked.

Meng Xiaofeng nodded, with a gloomy complexion, he pulled the dog leash and continued to walk in, but the aunt said: "This dog is so big, it has a lot of meat, and it's quite fat."

Meng Xiaofeng frowned, turned his head and said angrily, "I didn't raise it for food."

The aunt smiled and waved her hands, "This pet dog is not delicious. The taste of the native dog is better. You young people like these fancy dogs if they raise a dog. It doesn't matter if it tastes good."

Meng Xiaofeng curled her lips and ignored her. This auntie has four or five dogs at home, all of them are raised as food, and they usually hang around the big tree outside the yard, feed some leftovers if they have leftovers, and starve if they don't have any. As soon as spring begins, they are slaughtered and eaten, and a few more are raised in the coming year, and the cycle repeats.

After returning home, Feng Qiu looked at the sudden appearance of the dog and couldn't help asking, "Where did you get such a big dog?"

"I raised it in City S before, and I brought it back," Meng Xiaofeng replied listlessly, "There is still some luggage outside that needs to be brought in. I put it here first, and I will go and bring it in."

After finishing speaking, Meng Xiaofeng went out to carry the luggage. Although the fat cat is big, it wags its tail when it sees people. It is very kind and smiling to everyone. It looks like it is not threatening at all. Feng Qiu is not afraid to pat it. Pat it on the head.

There used to be no dogs at home, but now that Meng Guangming is gone, it would be nice to have a dog in the deserted house, Feng Qiu thought so.

Feng Qiu bent down to help pack the luggage that was brought in, and raised her head in a hurry and asked, "What's your dog's name?"

From Feng Qiu's question, Meng Xiaofeng suddenly remembered that Meng Xiaofeng had asked Su Mubei the same way when he first met Sha Mao.

Those dialogue scenes still come back to my eyes from time to time:

"President Su, what's your dog's name?"

"It's called Fat Cat."

"Fat cat? What a special name."

"It was chubby when it was a child, and it looked like a little fat cat, so that's why it was named."

……

Meng Xiaofeng lowered his head and replied sullenly, "It's called Fat Cat."

Feng Qiu chuckled, "Why did you give her such a weird name?"

Meng Xiaofeng pulled Feng Qiu who was packing up, and stopped him: "I'll clean up these myself, you go and rest."

"You know what to pack, and you usually don't know how to do anything," Feng Qiu pushed Meng Xiaofeng away, and continued to bend over and busy with packing, "Are you going to the hospital tomorrow?"

Meng Xiaofeng took a step back without insisting, "Go to the hospital for an examination tomorrow."

"This physical examination should be more careful." Feng Qiu raised his head and said seriously: "This is not a joke."

Meng Xiaofeng nodded perfunctorily, her mind was not on the conversation, her eyes fell on the luggage, she bent down to search, and turned the things that were originally in order into a little mess.

"What are you looking for? I just tidied it up for you, and you turned it around in a mess. You're looking for something." Feng Qiu glared at her.

The bottle of stars that Su Mubei gave him was not in it, and Meng Xiaofeng stood aside in despair, staring at the luggage in a daze.

The next day, in the hospital, Meng Xiaofeng completed various examinations according to the doctor's instructions, and was busy for nearly half a day while queuing up and undergoing examinations.

Meng Xiaofeng came to the hospital today to check her stomach. Meng Guangming died of stomach cancer, and Meng Xiaofeng's stomach was also bad since childhood. Feng Qiu was worried and told her to take time to come to the hospital for a comprehensive checkup.

The doctor looked at the photos of the examination with a serious expression on his face.

Maybe it's because this period of time is too depressing, Meng Xiaofeng actually has some terrible extreme thoughts at this moment, I really hope that it is a terminal illness, and death is fine.

The doctor put down the photo, picked up a pen and wrote something on the paper, he said: "I haven't found any symptoms of the disease for now, but your family has a genetic history, it's always right to be careful, and I will come back for a review after a while to prevent it from happening... ..."

It's okay, it's okay, Meng Xiaofeng suddenly felt disappointed, extremely disappointed.

The doctor put down the pen and handed the paper to Meng Xiaofeng, "Although there is no disease, your stomach is not good. I prescribed some traditional Chinese medicine for nourishing the stomach. It is a bit bitter, but you still have to insist on drinking it."

Meng Xiaofeng took the paper and said, "Thank you."

Walking out of the hospital, Meng Xiaofeng glanced at the medicine bill in his hand, then crumpled the bill into a paper ball, which was thrown into the trash can, and the paper ball rolled on the wall of the bin several times before finally falling down.

She didn't follow the doctor's instructions to grab the medicine and went home empty-handed.

Feng Qiu was looking forward to it at home, and when she saw Meng Xiaofeng coming back slowly, she stepped forward with great anxiety and asked, "How is the result of the examination?"

Meng Xiaofeng pulled out a wry smile, "It's fine, the doctor said it's very healthy."

Feng Qiu didn't trust her, "Show me the check list."

After reading it, Feng Qiu felt relieved and let go of the test results, "The doctor didn't prescribe any medicine for you."

"No." Meng Xiaofeng shrugged and lied, "Very healthy, no need to take medicine."

Feng Qiu didn't doubt that there was him, so he breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay, it's okay, if you have something to do, I really can't live on."

When he suffers from insomnia in the middle of the night, Meng Xiaofeng always pulls the fat cat and talks from east to north, as if he treats the fat cat as Su Mubei, babbling about the day's joy and anger, sometimes he can't bear it while talking. Live and start to cry.

Meng Xiaofeng wiped his face with his sleeve, and said mockingly to himself: "I hide and cry all day long, I'm really about to cry, I'm useless and I'm still hurting spring and autumn here, don't you, fat cat? I feel so useless."

The author has something to say: After reading the comments, many people asked whether the ending was be or he. I didn't want to reply at first, but I'll give a unified reply here.

It is not be, but it is not he in the true sense. In my eyes, it is he, but each has its own understanding, and the specific ending will not be spoiled.

☆、Sorry who

"If I don't call you for a week, you don't call me for a week. I don't know what your attitude means."