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Sunday, March 2018, 9

One should be wary of autumn.

Walking on the road, every autumn wind with fallen leaves seems to be complaining to passers-by.

But I think we will be a little better. After all, there are two holidays in autumn, the Mid-Autumn Festival and the National Day, which make autumn a little easier.

At noon today, I took Ruan Xinhe to have a meal with Chen Rui. Chen Rui didn't seem to have changed at all, but he was a little fatter. The little relationship is good, and the connection is so close after all these years.

The two of us pulled up our chairs and sat down, and didn't express any opinions on this ridicule.

They shared their adult lives very casually with each other, and after each of them drank a bottle of Xuejin, they began to reminisce about the past.

With a piece of peanut between his chopsticks, Chen Rui asked if we still remember Wang Yi?

In fact, I don’t have any impression. When I was studying, I hardly knew the girls in our class very well, and I really didn’t have any good friends of the opposite sex.

Ruan Xinhe snorted, and he smiled and said with crooked eyebrows: "That class girl in our class!"

Only when he said this did I have a slight impression of that good-looking girl who liked to laugh and was liked by most of the boys in the class.

For a while, I felt that Ruan Xinhe also liked her. I asked him when we were playing badminton in physical education class. I remember very clearly that Ruan Xinhe looked at me twice, and then aggressively killed me twice.

That badminton game was boring, I kept picking up the ball.

When Wang Yi chose Wen, he should be in the same class as Chen Rui. I don't know these things.

Chen Rui said that he and Wang Yi had been classmates until they graduated from high school. At the beginning of 16, at the high school reunion, they heard that Wang Yi was hit by a car while walking on the road with her boyfriend at night, and she died on the way to the hospital.

When he talked about it later, he also said: "When I was studying, I always wanted to chase her, but I just didn't have the guts."

Topics like death have always been heavy, but outsiders can't say anything other than "Life is fragile".

We ate the meal at noon until more than two o'clock, mostly talking about some old things, for example, Chen Rui and I skipped class to go to the game hall to fight sharks. In the end, the two of us spent a whole month's living expenses into the shark's stomach.

Most of them are things that can be entertained in this way.

At the end of the checkout, outsiders probably looked like they were about to fight, but fortunately there were two people on my side, and Ruan Xinhe helped me pull Chen Rui so that I could check out smoothly.

When we got out of the restaurant, the three of us looked back almost unanimously. This restaurant is an old restaurant that has been open for many years. It welcomed and sent off batch after batch of students near our high school.

When saying goodbye, Chen Rui sighed again and said, "You two are really young, you two have a really good relationship."

It’s true that the relationship is good, but it’s not easy to tell the world what kind of relationship it is, otherwise we should be able to become a topic of conversation between people who are familiar with or not for a long time, so we didn’t say anything, just smiled and talked to him. Said to make an appointment for dinner next time, and watched him go.

Ruan Xinhe stretched beside me and said, "I'm sleepy."

He is probably the reincarnation of the sleepy god. When I got up this morning, I called him many times and asked him if he would like to have lunch with me at noon.

When I was ready to go out, he sat on the bed and asked where I was going.

I said, "I have an appointment with Chen Rui."

Did he still accuse me of losing my temper with me, saying that he was not called when he went out for lunch at noon, and he was asked to stay at home to eat the leftovers for two days?

Once Ruan Xinhe doesn't reason, no one in this world can reason with him, so I said, "Then get up quickly."

He said, "If you don't want me to go, just tell me straight up?"

"..." I told him not to get sick, and to hurry up.

He went to bed and said no.

He has always been stubborn, and there is no way to get rid of his personal hobby when he grows up to 100 years old, so I hypothesized: "I really don't want to go, then I'm leaving, do you want me to bring you something back tonight?"

When he walked to the door of the bedroom, he heard him angrily: "You have lunch and you come back at night, aren't you going to see your mother at night?"

I went to the door to change my shoes: "I'll see the Mid-Autumn Festival tomorrow anyway." When the door was closed, I deliberately slammed the door loudly, and only managed to light a cigarette, and the door next to me was opened. Lai: "Dou Cheng, you idiot, you really don't want to take me there?!"

This man's mouth has never been more stubborn than anything else. I have experienced similar things fifty times without going through them a hundred times. I stood by the door and tapped my watch to urge him: "I'll stand and wait for you, hurry up."

He glanced at me twice, and then made a very embarrassed look: "I'm going to wash my face."

I agreed at the time, and asked him to come out later to remember to bring my car keys. When he walked back, he became very energetic, muttering: "I didn't take the car keys and still made an appointment for dinner, pretending."

I told him to hurry up and stop talking.

With the sound of his slippers stepping on the floor, he picked up the car keys I left on the coffee table in the living room and stuffed them into his pocket: "Then you can walk over by yourself, can't you?"

I yelled and called his name, and he looked back at me, shrugged his shoulders, and smiled at me.

Smiling like a two hundred and five.

Although Ruan Xinhe looks lawless and disgusting to say the least, he still has a very sensitive soul in his heart, and he can often cry empathetically when watching movies and TV.

Sometimes I am quite amazed by his ability, especially once when I was watching a very famous tear-jerking blockbuster with him, he cried so hard that he couldn’t breathe, and he hugged me and sobbed after the movie ended.

I was younger and more aggressive then, and it turned out that he hadn't been like this when he slept with me.

Because Ruan Xinhe and I drank some wine at noon, it was inconvenient to drive, and this place is not far from my parents' house, we wandered for half an hour to the house, and Ruan Xinhe sighed that he had drunk as soon as he entered the house. A little sleepy, my mother let him go to my room to sleep.

In fact, no matter how many years we have known each other, we still have some embarrassment when we get along with each other's parents. I am trying my best to prevent Ruan Xinhe from seeing my parents, and of course I am also trying my best to prevent my parents from seeing Ruan Xinhe.

I washed some vegetables for my mother at home in the afternoon, and even chose some dishes. My mother sat on a small bench and told me that a distant cousin of mine was hospitalized some time ago, whether it was a cerebrovascular disease or something else when she was young. Yesterday out of the hospital.

I asked my mom if I wanted to visit.

My mother said that she went to see it this morning, and it should be fine after the operation.

During dinner in the evening, my mother was there again talking about the husband of a colleague in her unit who had a brain tumor. She went to see it last week, and she was so thin that she was lying on the bed.

Ruan Xinhe sat at the dining table in an orderly manner and asked like a primary school student: "Didn't you have surgery?"

My mother looked at him: "I did it, what can I do? I opened my head and closed it again. It can only give some comfort."

Ruan Xinhe let out an oh, but said nothing.

After dinner, when we were about to leave at [-] o'clock, my mother asked me to carry a big bag of vegetables I had chosen this afternoon and let me take them home to cook for myself. She also said that these were vegetables secretly grown by my grandma at home. No pesticides.

I carried it out.

Ruan Xinhe was a little silent along the way, and it was still a bit uncomfortable to receive so much information about life, old age, sickness and death in one day.

After I put the things I brought into the car, I sat in the car thinking that it was still early and I could go to the cinema to watch a movie.

Ruan Xinhe put his chin on my arm and looked at my phone: "What are you looking at?"

I said look at Liao Fan.

At night, I watched the children of the rivers and lakes.

There were no cars on the way home after eleven o'clock, and the street lights on both sides of the road were still on. There was a feeling that it could spread to the end of the universe, and the camphor trees were straight.

The autumn wind brought the fallen leaves to my car and was blown to the back of the road.

I have been thinking of a way of saying goodbye to human beings, a sense of ritual of leaving.

Grandpa was taken back to his hometown when he was about to pass away, looking for a sense of ritual of returning to the roots of fallen leaves.

My mother's colleague suffered from a brain tumor. After the craniotomy, he returned to his bed at home, accepting the care and tacit farewell from relatives, friends and people from all walks of life.

As for Wang Yi, she was forced to say goodbye to the whole world when she was taken by a flying car on a night without any difference.

Liao Fan walked out of the room on the morning of New Year's Day on January 2018, 1, walked through the corridor, and walked to the door.

Then our heroine received a WeChat message saying, "Let's go."

I said to Ruan Xinhe: "If we have to separate one day, how about I send you a WeChat message saying 'gone'?"

Ruan Xinhe huddled on the co-pilot staring out the window and said, "It's not that good."

Then he said, "I will find you at every corner of the world."

"And kill you."

My day is over before I go to bed.

good night.