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, Lu Hao is cooking noodles.

Lu Hao: "What a coincidence, why are you back?"

Wen Han: "I forgot to bring something."

Lu Hao: "I haven't eaten yet."

Wen Han: "Well, I rushed back after work."

Lu Hao put some more noodles in the pot: "Then let's eat some together."

"it is good."

The two of them searched for something and concentrated on it. After a while, the noodles were cooked. Lu Hao filled two big bowls. He just sat at the dining table and picked up his chopsticks when the phone rang.

The caller ID was Hu Rui, and Lu Hao pressed the call button.

"Luzi, what are you doing?"

"Just about to eat."

"Oh...then you eat first, I'll call you back later."

"Just tell me what you have to say. Half of what you say is more than enough to make people appetite. If you don't tell me, I won't be able to eat well."

"Hey, I told you that you should not be able to eat anymore."

"What's the matter? You still make it so mysterious? If you have something to say, just say it."

"Then I really said it, you should be mentally prepared."

"You can speak with confidence." Lu Hao glanced at Wen Han, turned on the speakerphone, and put the phone on the dining table, Hu Rui's voice came out from this small machine.

"Okay, just say it, anyway, you will know sooner or later."

Wen Han thought it was Brother Rui.

"What, I met your father at the entrance of the inpatient department today..."

Lu Hao's heart "thumped" for no reason, and he was naturally worried about his father. After all, the love between father and son is thicker than water, and the love is as deep as the hatred.It's just that he was quite relieved and thought, why did the old bastard go to the hospital when he was doing well? Could it be that he was going to see Marx?

Seeing that Lu Hao didn't respond, Hu Rui went on to say, "Your dad is fine, but your dad's new wife is not very good..."

Lu Hao was a little relieved after hearing the first half of the sentence, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, he was particularly curious about how the woman surnamed Liu behaved "badly".So he couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with that woman?"

"Gastric cancer is in the advanced stage, it can last for another two months at most, the woman doesn't know it herself."

"Oh." Apart from this word, Lu Hao couldn't say anything else.

"To be honest, your dad doesn't look very good either. He has a lot of white hair, which is completely different from what I remembered. I didn't even recognize that old man as your dad today, or he took the initiative to greet me before I recognized him. Come here, I think how high-spirited Uncle Lu was when he was young."

"Do you think my father is too hard-nosed? Why did he restrain his wife so much?"

"Ah? What did you say?" Hu Rui couldn't keep up with Lu Hao's speaking rhythm. The two seemed to be in different worlds, but they were indeed talking about the same thing.

"Forget it, nothing..."

"I said, do you want to see your dad come..."

"My noodles are cold and I have to eat first. I'll go back to you when I have time."

"Ok."

Lu Hao quite regretted turning on the speakerphone. He thought that Hu Rui had come up with something else to order food, so he wanted to ask Xiaowen to listen to it, so that everyone could study it together.In the end, he didn't expect it to be another family scandal. He didn't treat Wen Han as an outsider, but after all, he felt that this was something that affected his mood.

"Why don't you eat? Eat, or the noodles will be all glued together." Lu Hao looked at Wen Han's rice bowl, as if he didn't move a chopstick just like him. Very delicious.

Seeing Lu Hao's reaction, Wen Han didn't say anything, and started to eat noodles in silence.

While eating the noodles, Lu Hao thought, no wonder Xiao Sun got so drunk yesterday at Aoxiang, it turned out that he went to drink to relieve his worries.He suddenly felt particularly sympathetic to Sun Zhizhi, if any child with a mother gave way to Lu Aiguo as a father, no matter if it was a real father or a stepfather, he would eventually become a motherless child like a grass.

According to what Hu Rui said, even if the woman does not die now, she is not far from death. If she goes underground and sees his mother Hao Wenhui in the future, what will the two women talk about?

Lu Hao suddenly wanted to laugh, but he held back.He felt very sad again, not long after Lu Aiguo had arguing with the woman, the woman was about to let go of the old bastard, it should be something to relieve his hatred, but he just felt that he couldn't be happy, life and death were in his hands.

It was supposed to be delicious chicken noodle soup, and he even pulled a chicken thigh and beat an egg for Wen Han and the others, but it was too cold in winter, so he made a phone call. It's not as delicious as it used to be.

If it weren't for the rush to simmer the chicken soup this morning, Wen Han wouldn't have left anything at home.

Chinese New Year

There is always an unpleasant smell of disinfectant in the hospital, which has been filling every corner for years.

Sun Zhizhi never asked Lu Aiguo to call him Dad. He always called him Uncle Lu. Even though Lu Aiguo had already exchanged Xiao Hongpi's marriage certificate with his mother, it still didn't allow him to call him Dad naturally.

"Uncle Lu, go home and rest. My aunt and I will take care of you in the hospital. Don't worry." Sun Zhizhi said to Lu Aiguo, who had sunken eyes.

Lu Aiguo looked at Liu Shufang who was asleep on the hospital bed, sighed softly, and said to Sun Zhizhi, "Then I'll come back tomorrow morning." Separated from the chair under his buttocks, he stood up slowly while supporting his knees.

Sun Zhizhi nodded: "Okay." This is the third time he persuaded Lu Aiguo to go home. The old man was very persistent the first two times, but he is old after all, and his physical strength is not as good as when he was young.Taking care of the patient like a hawk like this, the patient is not doing well at first, but the family members who take care of the patient will be exhausted.

Lu Aiguo pushed Sun Zhizhi back when he left the ward, and said, "Don't send me, go back and see your mother." After all, Xiao Sun was not his own. Twenty years have passed, and this child is always polite to him. Being polite and polite, he would rather Sun Zhizhi be like his own child, who always confronts him and makes him worry, but unfortunately...

Sun Zhizhi looked at Lu Aiguo's slightly hunched back, thinking that Uncle Lu was really old.

Thinking back when Hao Wenhui was still alive, Lu Hao hated his father and the woman who took his father away. This hatred lasted until Lu Hao grew up, and then gradually faded away.

Because as people get older, there are more and more things that need to consume their minds and minds. This bit of hatred can no longer occupy Lu Hao's entire life, but in his heart, this hatred will never completely dissipate, and it will never disappear. has always had a place.Once a certain emotion arises in a person's heart, most of the time it is impossible to control it voluntarily.

But when he answered Hu Rui's call during the day, he suddenly didn't hate it so much.Metaphorically speaking, this is like a malignant tumor that has grown over the years, and suddenly shrinks miraculously. Even experts with high medical skills and sophisticated and invincible instruments cannot analyze why, they can only see that the data is constantly changing. Lowering, shrinking continuously, but can't find where the most original source is.

When he was a child, Lu Hao had imagined countless times how he would take revenge on Lu Aiguo and that woman surnamed Liu when he grew up, but when he heard that the woman had two months to live, he suddenly felt that his previous thoughts might Some ridiculous.

Life and death are the most important thing. If time is a good medicine to heal wounds, then the dissipation of the cycle of life may be regarded as a relief.This matter cannot be defined by whether it is good or bad. It is just that different people will see the problem from different angles.Lu Hao doesn't know much about the meaning of life. He thinks that death should represent a new start. Even though it is easier to think about than it is difficult to do, many times, people always have to learn to let go.

When Lu Hao went to Soaring at night, he found that Hu Rui was rarely there, and Li Zeyu's expression was not very good.He casually asked Li Zeyu if he was not feeling well, and the other party shook his head and smiled bitterly and said he was fine.

Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, and everyone has their own troubles.There is really no need to follow up on things that people don't want to talk about.

A few days after Christmas for foreigners, we will officially usher in New Year's Day.After the short year has passed, it is time to prepare for the real highlight of the year.

The school is on winter vacation early, and it lasts for a month.Wen Han has intermittently changed from a nine-to-five office worker to an idle young man who "does nothing" in society.Therefore, it is no wonder that normal universities in various provinces and regions are always so popular every year, and the enrollment is always smoother than other universities. It is a good benefit that other jobs cannot bring.

Chinese New Year should be a very happy event, but for Lu Hao and Wen Han, the Spring Festival is about to bring a brief farewell. This grand festival is like a huge stick, breaking up a pair of mandarin ducks who cannot come out .

The streets and alleys are full of lights and festoons, and the busy parking spaces on weekdays, which are very tight on weekdays, are even more insufficient when it comes to the big day of the New Year. Although the cars driving on the road are slow like turtles, people have already I am used to it, but there are always a few grumpy old drivers who will yell at the traffic jam.However, whether it is cursing or waiting, under the background of the huge festive atmosphere, this little unhappiness will not make any big waves at all. It can only gradually disappear with the polluting car exhaust in the cold wind.

The platform was overcrowded, with big bags and small bags in everyone's hands, and joyful smiles on their faces.Many people also wore bright red coats to suit the occasion, giving their eyes extra warmth in the cold season.

For the sake of Lu Hao, Wen Han has already rebooked the train ticket to go home once, and changed it to go home two days before New Year's Eve.In previous years, he would go home a week early, but this year is different. He doesn't want to be separated from Lu Hao, so he has already thought about it.