door to happiness

"Mom, I'm going to the bathroom!" I was afraid that I would cry in front of my grandma, so I quickly got away and left.Over the years, it turned out that it was my grandmother who supported us the most.Although she is old, but she understands life best and understands style best!

I lay quietly in the car, not daring to see him again.I am afraid that my grievances in the past seven years will be vented at this moment.I'm afraid I'll grab his arm and desperately ask him why he doesn't take care of himself.He who likes to run so much has already become like this.

About two hours later, the sound of wailing came from the room.I know, grandma has gone.Grandma once said that it is not good to live a good life in the past few decades, but it is good to go happily before leaving. This may be the so-called "good life and good life".Grandma died at 95 years old, without any disease or pain.Compared with Li Xiangyu's mother, she "walks" much more perfectly.

She deeply regrets not seeing Li Xiangyu for seven years.Now that even this wish has been fulfilled, she should feel happy.

Li Xiangyu limped out, followed by his father and Xiaobo.

Opening the car window and seeing me in the car, Li Xiangyu was a little embarrassed: "You, why are you here? Why don't you go in and see grandma?"

"Dad, you probably won't be able to leave today, so let me drive. Xiaobo, why don't you stay and help today. Grandma just left, so she must be busy with a lot of things!"

"Alright then, be careful on the road."

"Dad, I have an exam the day after tomorrow."

"That's the day after tomorrow, not tomorrow!" Dad knew that I wanted to be alone with Li Xiangyu, so he stopped Xiaobo.

I got into the driver's seat and pointed to the passenger seat: "Sit here, let's talk on the way!"

"I'd better sit in the back, it's comfortable. I'm so sleepy," he yawned, "just enough to lie down."

"Isn't it okay to sit in the front?" I got a little annoyed, "Could it be that I can eat you up?"

He was also angry: "Why are you yelling? What's wrong with me sitting in the back? Is it hindering you?"

wrong!Absolutely not!Our dialogue mode should not be turned on like this.I tried my best to suppress my anger and told myself that I must calm down.

"I'll lie down for a while, let me down when I get to Haizhu, and I'll just take the bus back." He said and lay down.

I drove slowly, glancing at him sleeping soundly from time to time.He looks very cute when he sleeps, and his small mouth will slightly evoke a smile.

"Look ahead, I don't want to die yet!" He said with his eyes closed, obviously not asleep yet.

"That's why I asked you to sit in front, so I don't have to look back."

"If you are so crazy again, put me down!"

Not daring to go against his will again, I had no choice but to drive seriously and smoothly all the way.It was only a little over two hours away, but I actually drove for nearly four hours.

It was early morning when we arrived downstairs at my house.Before he woke up, he snored lightly.I got out of the car, got into the back seat, squatted in front of the seat, and looked at him who was sleeping soundly.His eyelashes are still so long, like bead curtains, neat and beautiful.The skin on his face is slightly rough, and it has lost its former brilliance, but fortunately, the wrinkles haven't climbed up his forehead yet.

I leaned over and kissed his sexy lips lightly.

He seemed to be awakened by me, and opened his eyes suddenly: "What are you doing? I'm married, and I'm the father of a five-year-old child!"

the child's father?This is indeed a bit unexpected, I seem to have never thought about it.

He already had a child—a five-year-old!

"It's home, you haven't been back to this home for seven years, go back and have a look! You are my parents' son, my grandma's grandson, so don't make yourself too alien, that's not good!" Seeing that he still couldn't get up, I had no choice but to threaten, "Do you want to climb up by yourself, or let me carry you up?"

He got up by himself.

The two went upstairs.

"You open the door yourself! Dad is afraid of you coming back, so he hasn't changed the password once in seven years. You are lucky, you will hide in Guangzhou and never come to me."

He skillfully entered the secret code and entered the door; "If you keep talking, I will go back."

"You go take a shower first, and I'll cook for you to eat. The clothes are in the closet, you can look through them yourself. The layout is the same as seven years ago. My room has not been touched."

"You can cook?" He looked at me who could quickly shred peppers, and was very surprised.

"If you don't make it for me, and you don't learn it yourself, you will starve to death."

He poured two glasses of lemonade, put one on the kitchen stove, and said casually, "Just find someone who can cook!"

"It's troublesome, so I didn't find it."

"Always single?"

"Yes, seven years."

"Let's find someone else, it's lonely, it's tough." He put the cup aside and began to help me wash the cucumbers.

"I'll do it! Cook spaghetti for you. You go take a shower first, and watch TV after you take a shower."

He obediently left the kitchen, walked back and forth between the rooms, and kept looking.The house has been redecorated, and all the furniture has been replaced with new ones. He should feel strange.Only my room has not been changed as in previous years - I want to keep the best of us.

I made spaghetti, cleaned up the kitchen, and asked him to come out for dinner. He didn't even answer me twice.When I walked into the bedroom, he found all my sketchbooks from the small box under the bed and piled them on the table.From 2006 to 2014, I have always kept the habit of drawing sketches, never stopped, at least one book a year, and at most two or three books.Now there are more than 20 copies on the table.

"Why did you rummage through my suitcase and find out what to do with these crap?" I used to pack them in a suitcase and put them under the bed.After all, does he understand my habits, and he can find out in such a hidden place.

"Where is it broken? It's a good thing, it's good!" He stroked my self-portrait and praised me, the handwritten "8" at the page number was so eye-catching.If I remember correctly, the word "8" once contained our youth and love.

He held up his sketchbook and pointed his self-portrait right at me: "Remember this? This one is my favorite!"

"But, I like the one on page 36 better!" I pursed my lips and smiled.

Page eight hides his girlfriend, and page 36 hides mine.These, I remember, he also remembers.

"Don't watch it, eat it first! Watch it after you finish eating! Spaghetti won't taste good if it's cold."

After repeated urging, he stopped.He ate the spaghetti I made for him with relish and couldn't help admiring.He always cooks food for me, and I cook food for him. It should be the first time for a big girl to get on the sedan chair.

"Time is such a good thing. Back then, you could mess up the kitchen by washing dishes. Who would have thought that you could cook such delicacies now?" I ate up the spaghetti, "It's delicious, is there any more?"

"Eat mine—I went out to the buffet with Rocky at noon, and I'm quite full, and I haven't digested it yet."

He took my bowl and ate two mouthfuls: "You still have contact with Luo Qi now?"

"Yes. We meet once or twice a month."

"What about other classmates or friends? Like Zhang Lan, Lu Zimei?"

"I haven't seen you anymore. Occasionally, I will contact you online!"

"Oh!" He responded softly, "I haven't even been in touch."

"Liang Yan... Is Liang Yan okay?" I summoned up my courage and finally asked.

"Her?" He looked up at me, then lowered his eyebrows, "It's okay."

Then there was a long silence, and no one knew what to say.The two who used to be able to chat all night long, now have nothing to say.No, there are words, thousands of words, but they cannot be said.I'm afraid that after these words are spoken, each other will be hurt; I'm afraid that after these words are spoken, we can only go our separate ways and become strangers from now on.

I got out of the shower, the two of us got into bed, and turned out the lights.Like eight years ago, I lay in his arms, clinging to his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

"I'm leaving tomorrow, right?"

"Yes."

"I send you?"

"You can sleep late, you love to sleep so much."

"Will you come again?"

"Yes. I'll see you once, and I'll be relieved to know that you're doing well."

I hugged him tightly, and I really wanted to tell him that I was not doing well at all.In the past seven years, I haven't missed a day without thinking about him, and I'm going crazy thinking about him.However, I can't say.He is a family man, if I show my vulnerability to him, what should he do?

"Can I call you?"

"It's better not to."

"I won't call. You..." My tears have already come out, a big man who is almost thirty, and I am so fragile, "Don't change your number. I really don't want to call, you don't need to change your phone number gone."

"Okay, I won't change." He put his arms around me and hugged me even tighter.

""Gate of Happiness", have you finished? As you said, I will be your only reader."

"No."

"But, I wrote it. I wrote it on Shulian.com for almost a year. You can read it when you have time. The title of the book is "The Gate of Happiness", and the pen name is 'Hai Wu Ya'."

"Hai Wuya? Hai Wuya is empty and wide, and love is eternal! What a beautiful sentence, what a beautiful sentence! From now on, you can use this pen name in the future. Write well, and I will read it! "

His hands covered my cheeks, moving gently, touching every inch of my skin, as if he wanted to write down my face with his hands.He touched my tearful eyes and stopped: "Do you want me? You were so brooding when you failed to be your husband once. If you want, I can be your wife once today. "

I gently pecked his lips: "Forget it! I'm afraid I'll be addicted. After a night of tenderness, I can't find you again. I don't want to go through that kind of suffering again. Hold me, that's it Just hold me!"

Lying in his arms, I slept very soundly.This is the most peaceful sleep I have had in the past seven or eight years.

When I woke up in the morning, he was gone.The sun's rays shone on my face like his eyes.

Like a dream.

Dream has woken up.