wall jump

Hiding in the sky, hiding behind the clouds, the morning sun that breaks out of its shell, like a half-cooked egg, rises slowly from the east, and a new day begins again and again.The people who went to work went out with the joy of the weekend and the resentment of Monday.

Zhuang Ran opened his eyes and looked at his phone. It was seven o'clock in the morning.Gently removed Li Xian's wrapped hands around his waist, and got out of bed.Li Xian frowned and groaned when his arms were suddenly empty.Zhuang Ran stuffed his own pillow into Li Xian's arm.

On the red pillow, there was a smell that belonged to the people around him. Li Xian's frowning brows relaxed, Zhuang Ran leaned down, kissed the corner of Li Xian's mouth, and said good morning, boyfriend.

Zhuang Ran picked up the post-it note, wrote that he went out to buy breakfast, came back soon, and went downstairs.

The air in the morning was refreshing, Zhuang Ran stretched his waist, and walked towards Zhang Ji Congee Shop.This porridge shop is the most delicious one in this neighborhood. At ten past seven o'clock, the queue has already turned two corners.

The daughter of the boss of Zhang Ji was once a little patient of his mother. The little girl’s operation was very dangerous. Many doctors were reluctant to do it. Ms. Chen Shuzhen arranged for the little girl to be admitted to the hospital without saying a word. The operation was very successful. The boss is also grateful to Ms. Chen Shuzhen.The boss knew Zhuang Ran, so he greeted the waiter in the store and asked Zhuang Ran what he wanted.

Zhuang Ran, who was standing at the end of the line, was very embarrassed to jump in line to buy breakfast, but couldn't stand the waiter's insistence, so he ordered a few bowls of porridge and a few drawers of steamed stuffed buns.

The people at the front of the queue are also accustomed to seeing this. They can jump in the queue even if they register at the hospital, and it’s nothing to be cut in the queue when they buy porridge. Relying on relationships has become a blatantly acquiesced fact.Everyone has their own convenience door, and no one can blame others.

Zhuang Ran went back to her mother first. Ms. Chen Shuzhen just woke up and was brushing her teeth. When she heard the door opening, she poked her head out of the bathroom and saw her son coming in with a bunch of breakfast.

Ms. Chen, who was full of foam, said, "Little handsome guy, have you changed your career to a delivery boy?"

Zhuang Ran took out a bowl of porridge and a drawer of buns and put them on the table. She stood in the bathroom and waited for Ms. Chen Shuzhen to wash up. She took the opportunity to hug her.

"Big beauty, morning, your takeaway order has arrived, please sign for it."

Ms. Chen patted her son on the back, "Brother, stay here, take away."

"Mom, I won't talk to you anymore. I'll go down and take it to Dad." Zhuang Ran turned around and shook his hands.

Zhuang Ran opened the door and was almost blinded by the scene inside. The two fathers had just finished washing, and Tao Ran leaned against the wall with one arm around Zhuang Zhe's neck. The two were kissing inseparably.

"Ahem, cough, why have you two been acting like 502 glue for so many years, not tired of crooked, people who get married have a seven-year itch or something, you two have been together for more than 40 years, and you never get tired of seeing each other Ah." Zhuang Ran put down the breakfast in his hand, sat on the edge of the table, and clicked his tongue.

"Son, you are skipping classes so much as you like now, you still have time to be jealous of your fathers." Tao Ran walked by the table, looked at Zhuang Ran and said.

Zhuang Zhe picked up his chopsticks and spoons and leaned against the table as if nothing had happened.

"Dad, why did you take both of you and mine?" Although Zhuang Ran wanted to go back to his house to have dinner with Li Xian, but his father's directness made him feel a little bit different, whether he was Lao Zhuang or not. son.

"If you don't hurry up, your Uncle Gu is going to buy breakfast by himself." Tao Ran took a bite of the meat bun, looked at the clock on the wall and reminded his son who was still standing in front of them.

The disgusted Zhuang Ran picked up the leftover breakfast and ran out like a gust of wind, leaving behind the two men who were sighing.

Zhuang Ran stretched out his hand to enter his fingerprints, but the door didn't open, oops, what the hell, Zhuang Ran wiped the sweat from his fingers, planning to try again, when his hand was only one centimeter away from the door, the door opened.

Gu Shaozhang was wearing trousers, and the sleeves of his white shirt were folded to his elbows. He was a little surprised to see the people outside the door.

"Uncle Gu? Are you going out?" Zhuang Ran walked into the room and took out the only two drawers of zucchini eggs and the only bowl of lotus seed porridge.

Gu Shaozhang opened the door when the mobile phone first reminded that the fingerprint entry failed, but he was a little surprised by the people standing outside the door.

"The skin on your hand is broken?" Gu Shaozhang picked up Zhuang Ran's hand and looked at it. The fingerprint on the index finger was indeed incomplete, and a large piece of skin in the center was gone, revealing tender flesh.

Zhuang Ran didn't know about his broken skin at all. When Uncle Gu mentioned it, he felt his fingers were a little hot, tsk, it's like this every year.I actually forgot.

"It's an old problem, it will be fine in a few days. Uncle Gu, Li Xian and I will go find you after ten o'clock and go out together?" Zhuang Ran asked.

Gu Shaozhang bit half of the steamed stuffed bun, chewing in his mouth, the movement of his hands stopped for a second, and then resumed.

He answered irrelevantly and said, "I'm going back to Shanghai today. Your Grandpa Gu accidentally fell yesterday and was hospitalized. I'll go back straight after the meeting in the morning."

"What? Is it serious? Have you had a physical examination?" Zhuang Ran's voice could not help but doubled. At this time, it seemed that he had lost all medical knowledge and was just an ordinary family member.

Elderly people are most afraid of falling. Many people fell down and never stood up or woke up again.There are even some people who are too hasty to say goodbye to this dependent world, and are recalled by fate.

Gu Shaozhang shook his head and signaled Zhuang Ran not to worry, "Don't worry, I did a detailed inspection and there was nothing serious about it. The old man is very stubborn. He has always refused to accept his old age because he is in better health than his peers. The old airmen were angry and insisted on gesticulating, always thinking that their army was the best, so they accidentally flashed their backs and insisted on not saying anything, and something happened when they went back up the stairs."

Zhuang Ran breathed a sigh of relief, "When will Uncle Gu come back?"

Gu Shaozhang wiped the corners of his mouth after breakfast, stood up, walked to Zhuang Ran's side, put his hand on Zhuang Ran's shoulder, picked up his coat, and turned his head before going out. He originally wanted to say that I will be back for your birthday, but this On special days, always be with special people, come back alone, and leave alone in the end.Flying around at work, turning away and arriving suddenly is enough to tire myself out.

"Xiao Ran, when you have time go to Shanghai and take care of Grandpa Gu, he misses you a lot." Gu Shaozhang held the door, waiting for Zhuang Ran's answer.

"It's [-] in two weeks. When the time comes, I'll go there by myself." Zhuang Ran turned around and said.

Gu Shaozhang closed the door with a hum, Zhuang Ran sat on the chair, took a while, turned around and planned to leave.Suddenly there was a snapping sound.

Zhuang Ran followed the sound. The sound came from Uncle Gu's bedroom. The sunflowers he had given were blown off the table, water splashed all over the floor, and glass shards splashed everywhere.

Zhuang Ran took a broom from the bathroom to sweep up the broken glass, dumped it in the trash can, took out a paper towel and wiped it again.Even if it is maintained in water, it is an indisputable fact that the petals are wilting, leaving only an unyielding rhizome to support it.Zhuang Ran touched the tan petals and sighed, but couldn't keep them.

Standing up, he inadvertently knocked the notebook off the table, tsk, this is not over yet, Zhuang Ran is also speechless about his fate of "touching porcelain".

A brown leather book, without even a representative character on the outside, Zhuang Ran opened the title page, and on it was a song "Eight Sounds of Ganzhou" by Liu Yong handwritten by Uncle Gu.

Uncle Gu's handwriting is very inconsistent with him. The words on the paper are very scribbled. Zhuang Ran always feels that Uncle Gu is the true biography of Zhang Xuzhi. "..."What's the matter of drowning?"..."A few mistakes, the sky knows the boat", Zhuang Ran couldn't guess what the content was.

He thought that people like Uncle Gu should like the kind of bold and unrestrained poetry, but he didn't expect to like this handsome Liu Tuntian in white clothes with dewy reflections.

The second page still has this word, but the handwriting is much neater.Zhuang Ran made a comparison before and after, and found something strange. The time between these two pages is very long. Uncle Gu wrote it when he was 28 years old.

In the past ten years, why Uncle Gu wrote this poem twice is puzzling. Zhuang Ran roughly flipped through it. There are very few records in it. The five centimeter thick book has only been used for so many years. ten pages.

It's a bit like a diary, with the specific time recorded under each page filled with words.

One of the pages is a description of Uncle Gu's participation in peacekeeping operations at that time, which reads:

I am a soldier first and a general second.

The moment the bullet passed through my chest, I thought I would stay on the battlefield, but I didn't expect that Holly pushed me, and the bullet missed by an inch.In front of the ghost gate, he walked around.

If I just leave this time, I don't have any regrets, but I'm still a little bit unwilling. I haven't told you yet, my boy, if time slows down, I think I will...

Tears fell on the yellowed cowhide, and the age-old ink stains bloomed into small ink-colored flowers.Zhuang Ran thought it was water dripping from the top of his head, but when he looked up, he found nothing. He reached out and pressed the corner of his eye, only to find that it was his own.

Zhuang Ran remembered, it was that time, the time he told Uncle Gu, after Uncle Gu left, he was very depressed, thinking that his confession was too horrifying, so he planned to experiment on his good friend Jiang Boran, but Unexpectedly, the friend left without saying goodbye the next day. Even though he later found out that it was because of his family, it was a big blow to Zhuang Ran at that time.

Did Uncle Gu really think about it, but it was too late, if he was still alone now, if he hadn't met Li Xian, maybe he would try again.

If you miss it, you are doomed to miss it.

Turning to the last page, it was just written last night, and the smell of ink is still very strong.

Zhuang Ran put away the notebook and put it on the table.Now that he has decided to exist as Uncle Gu, let's pretend he doesn't know.

Coming down from upstairs, the sun has changed from soft to very familiar, Zhuang Ran raised his head to look at the dazzling sunlight, stretched his fingers and then clenched them tightly.

The porridge and buns were already cold, so Zhuang Ran reheated them in the microwave and brought them to the bedroom.Looking at her boyfriend, with half-closed eyes, the corners of her mouth twitched.

"Are you up?" Zhuang Ran sat on the edge of the bed, stroking the side of Li Xian's face with his fingers, and could not help but chirp.

"I can't get up, I feel like I've been stepped on by an elephant, you go, I won't go with you in the afternoon." He said to make people leave, but he refused to let go.

Zhuang Ran took the hand around his waist and kissed him, "Uncle Gu has something to go back to Shanghai, and we won't go anywhere today, let's just stay at home and think about how to decorate there, the winter vacation is only a few months away, the two of us It's finished, huh?"

Li Xian hugged Zhuang Ran's waist lazily and nodded.

"I got the porridge here, feed me?" Li Xian glanced at the breakfast on the table.

Zhuang Ran felt disgusting and shameless. He was his ancestor, so he didn't believe that Li Xian could beat him.

"Mouth to mouth?" Zhuang Ran picked up the bowl, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, put it in his mouth, and looked at Li Xian provocatively, grab it if you have the ability.

Li Xian still learned from Zhuang Ran that he was a hooligan on the outside, but he was still a very serious and modest gentleman in his heart. This kind of mouth-to-mouth feeding behavior really couldn't be challenged, but if you lose, you have to lose.

"Your mouth is too spicy, and the skewers are too intense. I still like clear porridge." After speaking, without giving Zhuang Ran a chance to retort, he grabbed the porridge bowl, leaned against the head of the bed, and drank it one bite at a time.

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