Accumulate feathers sink the boat

On the way to the apartment, Lu Xiangzhou kept thinking about the reason why Gong Yu didn't dare to show up but insisted on giving him a down jacket, and also thinking about his expression when he learned that even the good intentions of clothes were rejected.These are not timely questions, Lu Xiangzhou knows, but he can't help but think, the word Gong Yu seems to have become a habit, as long as his mind is empty, the projector in his mind will automatically These two words appear.

Repeatedly.

Heavy wall stack lock.

Although he already knew that forgetting is a longer process than giving up, before giving up, Lu Xiangzhou really thought that his forgetting would be a doomsday walk alone.That should be a more relaxed state, he can not be bound by love, and he doesn't need love to bind anyone.Forget a little more today, forget a little less tomorrow, or stagnate for a long, long time, it doesn't matter.Because this is all his own business, he doesn't need to leave an explanation to anyone except himself.

But it can't work now, in the torrent of forgetting, Gong Yu even rowed the leaf boat alone, wanting to wade across the river.The difference is that he was going downstream, but Gong Yu was desperately going upstream.Lu Xiangzhou was worried that if this continued, the two would bump into each other in this river sooner or later.What shall we do then?Another short-handed handover, will the fish die and the net be broken?

Then how come?

Lu Xiangzhou frowned, hoping from the bottom of his heart that the phone call during the New Year's Eve in Hong Kong would really go through, so that what he left for Gong Yu would not only be meanness and curses, but also some blessings, some sincerity Thanks, and some exhortations at the time of parting.

Then maybe when he hears about Gong Yu now, he won't see so much decadence, helplessness, humbleness and sadness.Gong Yu will be like before, a workaholic, living a numb and free life.His love will not become a weapon to hurt others after being worthless, this is the best thing he can come up with, and it shouldn't become unbearable at the end.

"Hey, hey, sir, we're here, where are we going to stop? Will your neighborhood allow you to drive in?"

The driver's impatient urging interrupted Lu Xiangzhou's pain. When he looked up, the dusty apartment buildings appeared in front of him one by one, only desolate and impersonal.

"Turn left next to the iron gate in front, and the guard will open the door for you."

"Got it!"

The minivan that was running around all day sounded its horn, and drove forward hummingly.When approaching the gate, Lu Xiangzhou stuck his head out of the car window, trying to show his face for the guard to open the door.As a result, before he could speak, he was stopped by the guard with an exclamation.

"Oh, Mr. Lu, you are back!!! We have visited you several times, but you are not at home! Did you go out for a trip during the Spring Festival?"

"No...no, I just went back to my mother's house for a few days. What's the matter, what does Master Wang want from me?"

"Hey, that's the one..." The doorman, who was blubbering just now, suddenly became cautious, and looked left and right into the car through the window, with an expression that wanted to say something but was inconvenient to say it directly.

"How about this?" Lu Xiangzhou didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, but it was too inconvenient for the car to be stuck at the door like this, and the human driver didn't have so much time to waste for him, so he thought of a compromise Proposal, "You open the door first and let us in, and I'll come down to find you after I finish moving the things in a while, and then we can talk in detail if there is anything else?"

"Okay, then you should be busy first, and you must remember to come down when you are done. It is really a big deal. Oh, we are so worried during this time!"

"Well, sorry to trouble you, Master Wang."

The teacher's apartment is such a troublesome place. All the people living around are colleagues, and the gatekeepers in the community are all acquaintances. If you want to be a social worker, you have no qualifications or qualifications.Lu Xiangzhou put his things in a dejected manner, and hurried downstairs to look for Master Wang, wondering why he was in such a hurry, his house was not leaking or stolen, so the guards would not come to the door.

"Hey, Master Wang, pack it up, what did you just say?"

"Big deal! Oh, come with me, I'm afraid I can't tell you clearly, I specially copied the surveillance camera," Seeing Lu Xiangzhou appear, Master Wang led him to the duty room without saying a word, with a mysterious expression on his face Yes, it looks like an undercover agent, "This surveillance record is generally not allowed to be copied. I begged our supervisor for a long time, saying that this thing is too important, and you must really want to see it, so he agreed."

"That's really troublesome for you!"

Lu Xiangzhou said politely, but what he thought in his heart was that you are talking nonsense. The surveillance I most want to watch in this world is the part when my father died. Teacher Chen said that Lao Lu gave up treatment by himself, so I don’t believe it. I haven't even talked about his precious son, is he willing to die like this?

"No, look, that's all, this person is Doctor Gong, right?"

"Huh? What?"

Lu Xiangzhou followed the guard's finger to look at a blurry figure in black clothes, black pants and black hat on the screen. Because the pixel resolution was too low, and the man kept his head down, it was really hard to tell if it was Gong Yu.But if you just look at it from the figure, it is true...

"Old Zhangtou met him first. After you said you wouldn't let him enter the community last semester, we kept a close eye on him. As a result, after he came a few times, he really didn't show up again. We all thought he was I figured it out. But that day, when the old Zhangtou was on his daily patrol, he was seen sitting on the bench behind the west gate, not speaking or moving, his eyes staring straight at the sky. The old Zhangtou felt strange, so he I also looked in his direction, guess what? Hey! The direction he was looking at was your home!"

"what??"

Lu Xiangzhou was stunned by Master Wang's overly vivid description. After thinking about it, he felt that it was too ridiculous.This holiday, he was either in the hospital or at Chen Min's place. Gong Yu definitely knew about it, so why did he come here?You have to look in the right direction when you are a watchdog, right?

"Oh, it's true. At that time, the old Zhangtou went up to greet him, saying, Doctor Gong, what are you doing here? He was startled, and he left without saying a word. We paid special attention to it in the next few days. When you go to the west gate, you will find that he will come here every now and then, and when he comes, he will do nothing, just sit there and stare at your window in a daze, it's really scary."

"And then? You didn't ask him why he came?"

"It's useless to ask. As soon as we talked to him, he left, as if he was afraid of us. We were afraid that he would sneak in and harass you while we were not paying attention, so we simply locked the west gate. Few people came in and out."

"This... I'm really sorry," Lu Xiangzhou scratched his head in embarrassment, "I caused you a lot of trouble."

"Oh, it's not troublesome. It's all our own business. If something happens to the school teacher in the apartment building, we should also be responsible."

Master Wang's excessive enthusiasm made Lu Xiangzhou blush, but until now, he still doesn't know what to make a fuss about, Gong Yu can let him watch if he wants to, and won't lose a piece of paint or a piece of brick.

"But look at this, this one is different, it's what happened today that shocked us all."

Master Wang's hand stayed on the monitor that had been placed halfway just now, and Lu Xiangzhou tried his best to concentrate and try to identify what Gong Yu was doing on the video screen.

I saw him walking back and forth with his head down first, and after about two or three minutes, he suddenly squatted down with his arms folded in front of his chest, as if he was digging for something.

"What is he taking?"

"He didn't take anything," Master Wang replied, "He's wiping tears!"

"what???"

Lu Xiangzhou followed Master Wang's explanation and looked again. He really seemed to be wiping tears, but why was he crying?What's wrong with this?

"This is just the beginning, he is still crying, you see...here..." Master Wang fast-forwarded the video, "At this moment, Doctor Gong started to cry, good guy, that movement, I heard it in the duty room here, and I was so scared that I hurried out to persuade people. But it didn't work at all, Doctor Gong is really... so sad, I have never seen a man of this age cry like this, so hurry up Ask him if he wants to sit in the duty room."

"Then he went?"

"It's just not there. I kept crying there, asking why, but didn't say a word. I cried for about half an hour before I walked away crookedly, and never came back after that."

"What day is this?" An ominous thought suddenly popped up in Lu Xiangzhou's mind.

"Just finished the annual vacation, the ninth and tenth day of the new year?"

Master Wang adjusted the date next to the monitoring record while talking, and it turned out that February 2, the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, was almost the day when they returned the down jacket and Chen Min sent another message to warn Gong Yu.

"Okay, I got it," Lu Xiangzhou tried his best to maintain a calm surface, "Let me handle this matter, and I will trouble you during this time."

"No trouble, no trouble." Wang Shile, who thought he had done a great favor, blossomed and watched Lu Xiangzhou enter the unit door before turning back to the duty room.

For the next few hours, Lu Xiangzhou felt it was difficult to breathe.

He knew that returning the down jacket to Gong Yu would feel lost, wronged, and even embarrassed, but he didn't think it would be a long-term emotion.Because human beings are animals with vigorous vitality, they will try their best to adjust themselves to a comfortable state, so even if they encounter obstacles repeatedly, there are always ways to adapt or solve them after a long time.

But...But Gong Yu's method was too bad, he wanted to vent, but at the same time he tried to avoid it as much as possible.That's why I ran to places where I had absolutely no self, trying to relieve my emotions by relying on delusions. What is the difference between such behavior and fetching water from a bamboo basket?

The newly brought cardboard boxes were leaning against each other in the dusty living room. Lu Xiangzhou stared at them anxiously for a while, but finally couldn't hold back, took a pair of scissors from the coffee table, and opened the boxes.

These boxes of books are all foreign classics that he would talk about in class. Gong Yu didn't know the age, so he randomly piled them together according to foreign novels.He flipped through the books, and found that there were traces of Gong Yu's reading each book, and he read each book very carefully.

It's just a little different from what he thought before, that what attracted Gong Yu's attention more than the book itself was actually the reading notes he left behind.Lu Xiangzhou found that almost every place where he wrote a long paragraph of reflections, Gong Yu's reply would be seen in the corners.Sometimes it is a simple "agree" or "why", sometimes it is a comment longer than him, analyzing one's own point of view or idea bit by bit.

It feels like what Gong Yu is reading is not a book, but his own thoughts.This recognition made the pain in his heart more intense, Lu Xiangzhou couldn't bear it anymore, and dumped all the books in the box on the ground.

That book came out at this time.

Dark red hard shell cover, four corners are covered with gilt carved flakes, the spine and cover are also decorated with gold carvings, it is unclear whether it is a vine or a rose decoration extending from the top to the bottom, gilding the whole book There was a strong aura of wealth and nobility.

The paper on the inner pages is very thick, and it will have a texture like hard cardboard when touched. Perhaps because of the age, traces of yellowing can already be seen, especially at the edges.In any case, the book is still well preserved, and apart from some inevitable wear and tear, the whole book is as good as new from beginning to end.

But this is not his own book, Lu Xiangzhou is very clear.The dense foreign letters hit his eyes, and he struggled to recognize them for a while, only to realize that the writing should be French, not English.

A book in French, from...from 1856...The date of publication written on the title page again adds inestimable value to the book.Lu Xiangzhou looked at the string of English and French letters on the cover, and slowly read out:

"Madame Bovary"

"Madam-eB-ovary"

"Ma'am... packs... mana."

"Madame Bovary"

It turned out to be this book, such an expensive gift appeared in front of his eyes in such an ordinary way, some belated panic and caution made Lu Xiangzhou put the book back on the sofa, until he rummaged through the boxes and cabinets in the kitchen to find it. Putting on a pair of disposable gloves used to marinate chicken wings, he turned the pages of the book again.

When and how did Gong Yu buy this book?This kind of first printing plate is not too much even if it appears in a large auction. If it is auctioned... how much did he spend?

Unintelligible words flashed slowly before his eyes, Lu Xiangzhou didn't know what he was reading, but he always felt that Gong Yu would not just give him an extremely expensive book like this.Sure enough, when it was turned about the third time, a beautiful card finally fell out from the thick pages of the book.On it was Gong Yu's handwriting. Lu Xiangzhou collected himself and read it carefully line by line:

those things that can't be met but can't be asked for

Yard with trees in Houhai

Jade with work in Xia Dynasty

cloud at this moment

you in your twenties

I know I missed them all, I'm sorry, you obviously love Flaubert, but I can't even count Bovary.

The author has something to say:

The poem is Feng Tang's "things that can be met but not sought after"

The original version of "Madame Bovary" was made up by me, how could ordinary people with flat hair know what the original version looks like...