inherent gravity

: "The meal is ready, I'll go first!"

"Okay, you go slowly." Kou Xiao hesitated for a moment: "By the way, Auntie, I don't need to bother you in the future."

"I know, I know, I just look forward to your return every day." Aunt Wang smiled and wrapped her apron on the table, "Let's go!"

Kou Xiao forced a smile, sent her away and locked the door before rushing to the back room: "Old..."

The last word choked up when he saw the person lying on the bed, he walked over lightly, and said in silence for a while: "I'm back."

"It's good to be back." There was a weak response from the bed, followed by coughing a few more times, and phlegm was still stuck in the sound.

"Do you want to cough?" Kou Xiao immediately took a few tissues from the table and prepared to continue.

He Lide didn't speak, coughed a few more times and sat up from the bed, Kou Xiao couldn't help his nose sore with his obviously aged face.

But unexpectedly, Lao He didn't beat him or scold him, didn't talk about him, and didn't hug him and cried hard. If it wasn't for the trembling lips on his old face, Kou Xiao thought he just slipped away I just came back from grocery shopping.

"How do you feel in the past few months in the hospital?" He Lide's tone was very calm.

"Fortunately, they're all here." Kou Xiao walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed, holding his hand carefully: "It's really all right."

"The police station gave me and Qingqing both [-] yuan in comfort money."

Kou Xiao paused, and responded after realizing who he was talking about: "Really? That's pretty good."

"When you were not around, he came to see me almost every day. He was a good boy." Lao He closed his eyes as he said, and Kou Xiao clearly saw an old tear slipping from the corner of his eye, slowly dripping into his body under the fabric.

Kou Xiao's voice was very difficult, and it was almost blank for several seconds before he managed to pick up: "...Really."

"In the past few days, I have been thinking over and over for a long time. I thought that it would be great if I adopted a child like Qingqing. There is no need to waste more than ten years of hard work on a person like you who does not listen to persuasion." Lao He said .

Kou Xiao held his hand tightly, bowed his head and said nothing.

"You said why, why didn't you listen to my advice?" Lao He looked at him, and his tone gradually became serious: "Why!"

"It's all my fault, I shouldn't have gone." Kou Xiao lowered his head.

"What if you die outside this time?" Lao He became more and more emotional, pointing at him with one hand and almost slapping him: "I, He Lide, have raised you for more than ten years! I gave you this life Why don't you know how to cherish it!"

Kou Xiao was shocked by his yelling, and his hands were a little numb. Just as he opened his mouth to speak, Lao He yelled back at him again: "Why! What did you say?"

"For money." Kou Xiao said softly, "I'm sorry."

There was no sound from Lao He's side. It took a long time to put down his hands and let out a long sigh. Two bigger tears rolled out of his eyes, this time silently.

Kou Xiao took the paper and wanted to wipe it for him, but Lao He hid to the side, and looked at him with a little more familiar guilt: "Don't do this kind of thing again, you promise me."

Before Kou Xiao could speak, Lao He hastily added: "If you don't agree to me, I won't recognize your son."

"Okay, I promise you." Kou Xiao said.

There will be no more, it's over.

"Is there any discomfort in your body?" Old He's broad palm touched the top of Kou Xiao's head and body, he subconsciously avoided it, and held back: "No."

"Would you like something to eat? Your Aunt Wang should have finished the meal." Lao He retracted his hand and wanted to get out of bed as he said that.

"Slow down." Kou Xiao quickly stretched out his hand to help him, and when he walked out of the bedroom and sat down at the dining table, Kou Xiao was still a little dazed looking at the fragrant food in front of him.

This is the taste of home.

A combination of a little oily smoke, a little smell of rice, and the finely divided biscuits in daily life is the taste of home. Even if the smell is not strong or fragrant enough, it is enough to make people sink into it with a lifetime of struggle.

Kou Xiao picked up a chopstick of rice and put it in his mouth to chew a few bites lightly.

Not sweet, which is nice.

"Is the food in that hospital not good? Why have you lost so much weight?" Lao He didn't move his chopsticks, but kept looking at him repeatedly: "There is no flesh on his face."

"Really?" Kou Xiao touched his face, "Maybe, I don't feel anything."

"Eat more, I specially asked her to fry the dishes separately." Lao He put the dishes with meat in front of him, and took a chopstick of celery into his mouth to chew slowly.

"Why were you hospitalized a few days ago? Did you not go to dialysis on time?" Kou Xiao raised his head after taking a few mouthfuls of rice and asked, seeing Lao He's loss of appetite, he also lost his appetite.

"Small problem, it's okay." Lao He swallowed the food and picked up another chopstick: "I have explained to your school that I can apply for a suspension of school for you."

"Suspension? I won't stop." Kou Xiao immediately refused without thinking, "It's only a few months, it won't happen."

"Can you still keep up? It's almost the final exam." Lao He looked at him with a worried expression.

"I'm almost graduating, I'm fine." Kou Xiao sighed, and turned the topic back to him: "How much money did the hospital spend on dialysis? If it's not enough, I'll make up for it."

"It's enough, don't think too much about it." Lao He said and was silent for a while: "I put your card back on the bedside for you, remember to put it away."

When Kou Xiao said this, he suddenly remembered something, and his hand holding the chopsticks froze.He wanted to ask something about Mu Qing, but after hesitating for a while, he finished the meal in silence: "Got it."

After eating, Kou Xiao took the bowl to the kitchen to wash, then went into the toilet and looked in the mirror.The thin face is not obvious, but the hair is too long, and the tail of the hair has been hooked to the neck, looking a bit messy.

"I'll go out and get my hair cut soon," Kou Xiao said.

"Where are you going to cut it? When will you be back?" Lao He suddenly raised his head, and the apples in his hand rolled to the ground.

"Don't be nervous, just go downstairs, the one next to the vegetable market." Kou Xiao bent down to pick up the apple and washed it, then peeled it and handed it to him, with a serious tone: "I'm serious, I'll be back in a while."

"Okay, call me if you have anything to do." Lao He's voice was still a little trembling, it seemed that he was really scared in those days when he was not around.

Kou Xiao couldn't even imagine what Lao He would be like if Mu Qing hadn't been looking at him all the time, so he paused for a while before saying, "My phone broke before."

"By the way, I have already bought a new one for you, and I almost forgot to bring it to you." Lao He hurried into the bedroom, and after a while, he brought out a box: "The card is also inserted for you, try it."

"There's no need to waste this money." Kou Xiao frowned, but still took it and opened it: "Well, I like it very much."

"Go cut it, it's really a bit long, call me if you need something." Lao He emphasized it again, keeping his eyes on him.

"Okay." Kou Xiao put the new phone in his pocket after turning it on to confirm that it was powered on and went out. Lao He sent him all the way to the stairs, still muttering some precautions, as if Kou Xiao had returned to Tennessee. When he was [-] years old, he kept telling him not to fight with other children before going out.

Kou Xiao agreed one by one and ran downstairs quickly, feeling a little sore in his heart.

What's the danger in going out and cutting your head?The subtext of Lao He probably wants to say that when something really happens, you can call him, and don't hold on like before.

Kou Xiao sighed, the wind coming out of the corridor was very cool, and the sunshine was also very good. Only walking on the road like this can make him feel alive.

"But it's been a cool autumn." He hummed.

The author says:

I implore everyone not to get entangled in the issue of the solatium, because I don’t know exactly how much money is appropriate to give, but I just said that there is such a compensation... After all, I am about to graduate, and Kou will be able to earn income from work in the future.

Chapter 32

◎Don't go, don't leave me. ◎

Sitting in the classroom with bright and clean windows again, Kou Xiao was still in a daze.

However, as expected, no one came forward to ask him where he had been during this time, including his classmates.But even if these so-called classmates flashed in front of his eyes, he might not be able to recognize them. After all, he stayed in this school until he was about to graduate, and there were not many familiar ones.

"Handsome guy, is there anyone next to you?" A girl knocked on Kou Xiao's table, interrupting his contemplation.

"No." Kou Xiao stood up, and the girl's sweet and pungent perfume made him frown.

"Thank you." The girl wore ponytails and showed him a cute expression, Kou Xiao just shrugged and sat down.

"Are you here for class? Why haven't I seen you before?" The pair of ponytails looked at him with a smile.

"No." Kou Xiao covered his face with half of his arm, trying to make himself look natural under the pungent smell: "You go to class."

"Really? Why haven't I seen you in the Humanities Academy..." The pair of ponytails suddenly approached, and the more pungent smell made Kou Xiao a little annoyed, and the words on the book could hardly be read down.

"Sit down," he pushed the book and leaned back. "Don't bother me."

The ponytails were stunned, and it took a long time before they bit their lips and turned around, lowered their heads and started poking at the phone, probably scolding him.

Kou Xiao sighed, pinched his nose and forced his eyes to stare from the book line by line.Even if he is blank for a few months, at least he can't fail the final exam this time.

When the get out of class was over, everyone began to squeeze out desperately, and soon there were only a few people left in the classroom