That's it

Zhao Wenyuan just called in the morning, which let Xiang Ping know that he must be very suffering at the moment, otherwise he would not call at this time.Zhao Wenyuan was no different from usual, his tone was weak and listless, he felt like he wanted to cry but couldn't.He has been getting more and more tired lately.Xiang Ping doesn't like to inquire about things that others don't want to talk about, but he must contact Xiang Ping because he wants to vent.His state is very similar to Xiang Ping's thinking when he was depressed.Think about things negatively and know what you lack.What can make me happy seems out of reach, I am tired of the present, and the future is hopeless.However, there was one thing Xiang Ping wanted to know. Many people in their circle already knew about it, but Zhao Wenyuan never said it.

"Busy? Eight roads."

"Not busy. The sound is so miserable, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, I'm just bored to ask what you are doing."

"I guess it's too tiring to think about people." Xiang Ping said in a tone of intentional jokes.

"Your sister! In this regard, I am nothing compared to you."

"I heard that you have a very pure relationship with Mu Yang recently."

"Do you know each other?" Zhao Wenyuan was half lying on the driver's seat, and his eyes widened instantly when he heard this question.

"I don't know each other, I haven't chatted with him, I met him once in a group. But his appearance is easy to make me impulsive. It's the type I like."

"Fuck! You're useless, he likes the old man."

"Hey! Are you sure I have no chance at all?"

"Can you be in shape for a day? I'm not in the mood to chat with you for a while. He's in a bad mood recently. You'd better not tease him. We often drink together recently."

"You are good at coaxing people. Although you are not very old, you look like an old man. It is just around the corner to win him!"

"His friend just passed away, and he was in a bad mood recently. I accompanied him to burn five episodes yesterday, just the two of us. He kept crying, crying so sadly that he couldn't stand up. Finally, he sat on the ground and felt like crying. It's all over." Zhao Wenyuan's tone was always sad.

"Oh...that's it." Xiang Ping suddenly felt embarrassed by his joke, and his tone immediately became close to normal.

"I feel very uncomfortable seeing him like that. He is very infatuated. Every time I drink, I just listen to them, and he tells me their stories, crying while telling. He looks very manly, but he is very emotional inside."

"Oh."

"Actually, our two families are very close to each other. It takes only eight minutes by car. I never knew."

"What about you? How are you doing recently? It feels like you're getting more and more preoccupied." Xiang Ping said in a pitiful tone.

"I... still like that, nothing? I'm used to it."

Zhao Wenyuan's car was parked at the old place downstairs of Huang Liqun's house, holding the phone in his right hand and blindly touching the steering wheel with his left hand.

"I've told you so much, I don't know how to tell you. Maybe you can't listen to anyone." Xiang Ping said.

"Balu, I know you are good for me."

"Because I have had similar struggles before. I don't want you to go into depression. You are very dangerous now, and it is not easy to get out. Few people are as lucky as me. I have met many good people and read many good books. You should listen to people's advice and think about the problem in a different way."

"Balu, I'm tired. I'm really tired. I won't talk to you anymore. I'm driving and I'm going out to do some errands." Zhao Wenyuan couldn't wait for a moment. Hearing Xiang Ping's final reprimand, he hung up the phone immediately.The mobile phone was left in the passenger seat at will.He was limp, concentrating on his brain and two clenched fists.

"Your uncle! And..." Xiang Ping didn't finish, feeling deep sympathy for Zhao Wenyuan, he knew the bitter taste.Standing outside the door while smoking a cigarette while reflecting on himself, he realized that the jokes he was used to with Zhao Wenyuan were so ridiculous, as well as his overly strong attitude, and he did not fully think about his problems from his standpoint.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. Have you had plastic surgery? You've become more beautiful." Xiang Ping saw a customer approaching, immediately changed his expression, and said with a smile.

"Where is it? I've been staying at home." The girl said happily and shyly.

"Just lie to me! Why did you suddenly look so good-looking without plastic surgery?"

"Just fool me!" The female customer skipped Xiang Ping's obvious fake smile and walked straight into the store.I'm in a good mood for a joke I know.

Mr. Xiang Ping is used to making some jokes with some cheerful acquaintances, especially when he is with his friends. They all think that he is a person who loses his troubles and always has an attitude of not caring about anything.

After seeing Zhao Wenyuan and Mu Yang a few times, the grief-stricken face seemed to be planted in his mind.At first, he sympathized with Mu Yang, who was more miserable than him, and didn't realize that he had been captured by Mu Yang at the first sight.Slowly he found that he wanted to protect him, care about him, and hold him.Thoughts had been battling, and the four of them were messing with him.One is Huang Liqun, his boyfriend who has been dating for many years, the other is Mu Yang, whom he has already fallen in love with, Guo Yi, who is dedicated to him, and the other is a straight man (heterosexual Xiaobai).The main thing is his life in disguise all the time, and the work that others think is good, but he is already tired of it.

Early in the morning, Zhao Wenyuan drove Liu Xiaodan to the train station, and before getting off the car, he had the last ambiguity before parting.

"Daughter-in-law, I won't see you off, I'm going to be late. Go home and relax for a few days, buy more delicious food for your parents and your sister's children, don't bring things back when you go back, and embarrass me lightly." Zhao Wenyuan held Liu Xiaodan's hand, showing a warm and relaxed smile that is rare.

Not only was Liu Xiaodan not moved by his affectionate and warm look, but his real and unfamiliar ease made her feel panicked.This is an idea that popped up in the subconscious mind at this time after long-term pondering, and it was only discovered in an instant.The sudden decision to go home this time is also to stop the unreasonable speculation about Zhao Wenyuan. She doesn't want her wild thoughts to affect the harmony between them.I always feel that something is wrong, but I don't know what is wrong.At this moment, Zhao Wenyuan's ease gave her an epiphany, looking into his eyes, layers of fog were dispersing.

"What are you thinking about? Looking at me so fascinated, are you unhappy when you go home? Haven't you been thinking about it for a long time?" Zhao Wenyuan gently pinched her cheek and said.Feeling a little wrong, I straightened her hair again.

"I'm leaving. You go to work." After Liu Xiaodan finished speaking, he lowered his eyes, paused for a moment, and then directly opened the car door. This time, there was no extra nostalgia or reluctance.

"What's wrong with you, daughter-in-law, why are you so unhappy?"

"Maybe I can't bear to part with you!" Liu Xiaodan said standing outside the car and looking at Zhao Wenyuan with blurred eyes.

"Get the hell out of here. You will miss me when you go home." Zhao Wenyuan tested the abnormal Liu Xiaodan with the last warmth.

"Go to work!" Liu Xiaodan closed the door and waved to him, then walked towards the waiting room of the station.

Zhao Wenyuan is very sensitive and can easily see Liu Xiaodan's abnormality.She walked proudly with her head down, never turning her head, trying to think of something wrong with herself that would make her husband have such a relaxed expression when he left.

The train started slowly, and it also activated Liu Xiaodan's unconfused memories of the past. She lay motionless on the tea table and stared out the window, the past flashed in her mind like a movie.He is used to the tired warm smile, quiet ecstasy, sleep cautiously, even lock the door when taking a shower, so tired but forced to smile.Liu Xiaodan has always thought that he is already very good, no matter what, he is so considerate, but what does he belong to me?I was exposed in front of him without any concealment, until I was awakened by his relaxed smile just now, and Zhao Wenyuan found nothing in his eyes. It turned out that the person I loved the most was a stranger.The more she thought about it, the more she panicked, her arms were tightly folded, her head was still resting on the tea table, covered with a bag and a light pink towel.The sight of one eye is blocked by the window frame. If you focus on the left eye, you will see the window frame, and if you focus on the right eye, you will see the scenery outside the window.Close your eyes and ask yourself "Is he the most familiar stranger?"

The scenery is hurriedly skipped, the past is thrown away, the time is left behind, and the future is driven rapidly.future?How should she face the stranger she is most familiar with?The speed of the wind made my heart swell, and it was so dry that there was no blood flow, and it shrank into a small piece of dry meat. I was shaking with pain, tears flowed down the distorted face, and the wet spots on the towel gradually expanded.

The dancer's posture can clearly express emotion.She quietly curled up into a ball, her trembling rhythm exuding pain on her slender body.Her graceful body made everyone around her feel her pain.No one asked, no one cared, just silently sympathized.People's subconscious will always sympathize with those who are more miserable than themselves. In this increasingly complex society, the inherent sympathy of human nature has been assimilated by the world, becoming rational and numb.

Liu Xiaodan originally thought that the dancer was lonely, but when she thought of Zhao Wenyuan, she inexplicably felt sympathy for her husband's loneliness.He can smile meticulously, so carefully that the fake ones can be confused with the real ones.

Looked at the phone.There is Zhao Wenyuan's WeChat.

Big Rabbit: Baby.Why were you in a bad mood when you left?I've been feeling very sad seeing your expression.Don't worry about me, I can definitely eat well.The medicine that I brought to my mother allowed her to avoid it as much as possible, and it contained hormones.Get them out and exercise more, I'm sure you can encourage them to exercise.

Big Rabbit: Don't listen to the song for too long, rest your ears properly.

Big Rabbit: Set an alarm for the time when you get off the car, don't worry, there are only two bags, if you lose them, I really can't afford you.

Big Rabbit: Are you asleep?

Big Rabbit: I'd better call you at the station.

Liu Xiaodan has edited the reply. "Worry" was not sent.He took off his shoes and put his legs on the seat, facing the window, with his right side leaning against the backrest, hugging his knees and crying again.This wave of crying was even more presumptuous.Gradually, his right hand gripped the phone tightly, shaking violently in the air.