For the rest of his life

The flower pot was broken like dumpling stuffing and was crushed into a big cake by a rolling pin. The wind was like a naughty bear kicking the broken pieces all over the ground with his feet.The spider plant that was still green and full of vitality yesterday was dismembered and crushed under it.

Lu Qiong sighed, bowed her head and began to tidy up. She picked out the fragments of the flower pots and piled them into a pile. She took out a big bag from her pocket, threw the thick porcelain pieces into it, and put it aside. Inside, the Chlorophytum was brought back, and the soil was poured into the flower bed, making it neat and tidy.

It's like having obsessive-compulsive disorder.Xu Chenmu thought to himself, as she looked at this woman, she felt more and more that there was a kind of traction and connection between them that connected them together, even though a piece of memory was missing, like a jigsaw puzzle was missing no matter what. It's as if it doesn't fit together well, she seems to think that's the missing piece of the puzzle.He bent down to see if the woman could take the initiative to say something to her.

However, Lu Qiong didn't mean to talk to anyone, she frowned and lowered her head to pick out a small piece of debris from the soil, and did all of this.look up.

"Ah, I—" He hesitated for a while and had nothing to say, Xu Chenmu seemed to feel that he couldn't ask her something openly, as if the emotion of guilt was burned in his bones and blood, and he owed a lot of things.

"My name is Lu Qiong." The woman pursed her lips and smiled, very reluctantly.

As if being forced by someone, he reluctantly showed a faint smile that made people feel uncomfortable. It seemed that he had apologized too much, and he could see it from the inside. She was not in a good mood, as if she was disappointed.

Xu Chenmu didn't know why he interpreted Lu Qiong from an expression. After she finished the interpretation, Lu Qiong left her back, so he chased after him: "Then what's my name?"

"Xu Chenmu." Lu Qiong replied softly, forgetting that she had just said that she had to find clues by herself, and smiled, "You can sleep a little longer." She also raised her voice to emphasize, and then went to the elevator. It opened, and there was a drowsy old man leaning inside. They walked in, and the old man raised his eyes: "How's the weather today?"

"It's windy, are you walking around?" Xu Chenmu blocked Lu Qiong's words with a grin, and looked at the old man with a smile. They started chatting about the weather, and they only chatted for a few seconds, as if they had been chatting for a long time , When the old man and Xu Chenmu bid farewell and talked about the meaning of life, they sighed at each other so much that they almost became friends.

The old man said that he would not go out for a walk because of the strong wind, and turned his head back to sit with them, as if he never read the weather forecast, and then Xu Chenmu continued the conversation for a few seconds with a familiar expression , chatting cheerfully, the old man walked out first, and as soon as the elevator door opened, an old woman stood coldly outside, frowning: "Why did you wander out again?"

"Hey, hey, am I just going out for a walk?"

"I told you yesterday that it's very windy today, so go out and call back?" The old woman patted him complainingly, but Lu Qiong didn't even close the elevator door, silently looking at their old and bent bodies.

The old man coughed a few times: "Did you say it yesterday? I don't remember. You must have said nothing. I was confused and thought you did."

The old woman threw his arm away angrily: "You are talking nonsense, you must have forgotten, you are too stupid to forget everything! You still blame me."

The elevator door squeezed the scene away, so Xu Chenmu looked at them happily, but his sight was cut off like toothpaste being squeezed, Lu Qiong closed the elevator door and closed his eyes.

"It's so interesting to see..." She smiled dryly, "It's such a good relationship."

"Yes!" Lu Qiong closed her eyes.

"Are you tired... If you are tired, I will beat your back..." She felt that Lu Qiong was in an abnormal mood.

However, Lu Qiong was not emotionally abnormal, she opened her eyes and turned her head: "Go back to sleep."

"Oh, don't you need me to beat your back? I don't know how my skills are. Maybe I'm not very good. Looking at your expression, it looks like I'm going to beat you to death...Why are you so thin?" Xu Chenmu had nothing to say, shy Looking forward to Lu Qiong's slight smile, she is always very nervous, and the confusion of amnesia always emerges.

"I don't know, I eat every meal, but maybe I'm old, I can't get fat from eating, and I don't know where I eat, my stomach is like a bottomless pit." Lu Qiong touched her stomach subconsciously.

"Many people will be jealous of you if you do this..." Xu Chenmu also touched his stomach, and found that he was not fat, but very thin. He tilted his head, and Lu Qiong seemed to be really confused and touched his stomach. She came and touched, so she also leaned over and touched, and raised her eyes, Lu Qiong stared at her.

"Ah, I just realized that you are so pretty."

Don't you have any other vocabulary?Lu Qiong felt that Xu Chenmu lacked vocabulary, why didn't she learn the fine traditions of her ex-boyfriend?You can write a collection of poems by pulling a piece of shit, but when you think about it carefully, you seem to be this kind of person who moans without illness. Does Xu Chenmu have obsession with people in the writing circle or something... She has thought about this problem before , Occasionally asked Xu Chenmu this question, Xu Chenmu was very surprised, she said oh, that's a coincidence, why are you a writer?

She thought too far, couldn't help recalling it, smiled slightly, didn't respond to Xu Chenmu's poor praise, went home, opened the door and put the things back, Xu Chenmu followed the instructions step by step, Not much else to say.

"Go back to bed," she said.

"I'm not sleepy." Xu Chenmu said, lowering his head and pointing to several boxes or bags in the corner, "What are these for?"

"Rubbish."

"Is the garbage still here?"

"Sorting, after sorting out, you can sell it to the recycle bin to sell, and it's convenient to throw away the unsalable." Lu Qiong felt a little uncomfortable when explaining this. It is the most convenient to throw garbage directly out. She sorted the garbage like this For a long time, even if she sorts it out and throws it out, she will not classify and deal with it. It is a great waste and consumption, but doing this thing tirelessly is like meaningless, holding on to the concepts she believes in. It's thankless, but I just have to do it. This is really an unpleasant thing. I raised my chin slightly, showing a somewhat arrogant look.

"Oh!" Xu Chenmu clapped his hands as if he had suddenly realized, "Amazing!"

What's so amazing, really... She turned her head away with some embarrassment, and moved the spider plant she brought back to a mild environment. When she came back in the afternoon, she bought a flower pot and transplanted it in, and then put it indoors.

When I first moved here, there was nothing, except for the computer desk, the bed, and the things in the kitchen. Xu Chenmu couldn’t remember the stories about them every day, but he thought about it shamelessly every day. Spending money to prodigal, a little bit of arrangement until now, there is even a little taste of life.Xu Chenmu would bring back many things that she herself might never touch in the future, but she would stay in a small room with traces of what she had done, as if she was living with a normal Xu Chenmu who had memories .

However, the creeds of these traces can only be implemented by oneself, and Xu Chen and Mu Niao don't even pay a single glance.

These traces are everywhere, such as Xu Chenmu's toothpaste for black people. Xu Chenmu did it when the black people were ruined. One day, when he woke up, he thought that people's teeth were white because of their face. She shaved her face hard, but the teeth were still so white, so she sighed and felt that her own teeth would never get better, strangely out of the logic of jealousy.

Why do you think of these things?Lu Qiong looked at Xu Chenmu who grabbed the black toothpaste and frowned for more than half an hour. She didn't know that she had been staring at her for more than half an hour. Everyone seemed to be condensed into a sculpture together. Lu Qiong remembered Xu Chenmu Chen Mu's teeth are not good, the boy himself said that when he was a child, he loved to eat sugar too much, and his teeth were broken. Later, his teeth were replaced, and his mother forbade sugar. She ate it secretly, and often had toothaches, so when she saw the toothpaste advertisement, she wanted to fast forward. Maybe it's the underlying reason for scratching the poor black man's face...

Xu Chenmu turned her head, the bathroom door was opened wildly, she poked her head out, Lu Qiong smiled slightly.

"Am I good-looking?" She felt uncomfortable being stared at, and Lu Qiong had been staring at her for a long time.

"It looks good." Lu Qiong answered her honestly.

She blushed all of a sudden, closed the door, stuffed the toothbrush into her mouth, and brushed her teeth as if she was brushing her shoes. In the mirror, her hair was a mess, her eyes hadn't been wiped clean, but her eyes were bright Bright and very energetic, with protruding cheekbones that look thin and timid.

How beautiful is it... She felt that she was very strange, her face was burning to death, but she was praised, she was too worthless...

When she went out again, Lu Qiong was lying on the sofa with her eyes closed, as if she had fallen asleep, with her hands clasped in front of her body, obediently like a kitten, her tired appearance was exposed under Xu Chenmu's eyelids.

Xu Chenmu felt inexplicably as if winds were blowing from all directions to wrap her around her, and the sense of security surged in the underground river. She felt that she could calm down and accept the fact that she couldn't remember everything. Lu Qiong fell asleep , She doesn't have such a cold expression, what a happy thing.

Standing on tiptoe and sitting on the small soft cushion beside the tea table, she grabbed a pear and took a bite, with a very small click, the effect was like a thunderbolt that shook the world, Lu Qiong shot up, Staring at her, he breathed a sigh of relief, straightened his waist, and his tone had not had time to conceal the overwhelming sleepiness: "The hair is ugly."

"Why don't you sleep a little longer? Did I disturb you..."

"No—" Lu Qiong rubbed her temples, "I'm not sleepy, I'll cook for you when I'm hungry."

"Why don't you sleep?" Xu Chenmu looked at Lu Qiong's serious appearance unyieldingly.

"I'm going out today, I'm going to be very busy, did I fall asleep just now? I'm too relaxed, I can't do it." As if talking to herself, Lu Qiong got up, rubbed her hair, and went into the kitchen .

The author has something to say:

I am not a person who is good at observing life. In short, I try to write as slowly as possible. The progress has been very fast and the time has been very slow.It seems that I re-observed my surroundings when I wrote it. Some details are very moving, like sorting out garbage, I don’t pay attention to it, but my best friend has this habit, if it’s not Writing this I can't even remember her doing that, garbage disposal stuff like, well, it's still not good enough.