old lily no spring

Many literary and artistic works like to add a sense of fate inherited from generation to generation.If the mother dies and lives for love, there is a high probability that the daughter will repeat the same mistakes.Lu Mengfei watched a lot, and such plots often touched her comparative psychology: what shortcomings did Lu Songhan inherit from her own?Needless to say the advantages, people often step into the pit because of disadvantages.

Lu Mengfei doesn't know how to classify the stubbornness in dating.Back then, she talked with Kong Weitong for two years without leaking any news to her family.Song Hanqing came out of the blue, and she didn't reveal a word after talking for four or five years. It was Fu Zhilan's mother who came to her door, and Lu Mengfei was ashamed to find out.

However, since Song Han and Fu Zhilan had broken up for more than half a year, Lu Mengfei expressed and hinted many times that he hoped that his daughter would try to date boys.After all, Song Han's appearance and temperament are "the type that boys like." Song Han's words made her choke, "You raised me like this to be liked by men? Is there any difference in how to cater to benefactors?"

Then press the button and don't mention it, Lu Mengfei will patiently observe Song Han.When you admit your ignorance, you will be more determined on the road of seeking knowledge.Admitting that he doesn't know his daughter well, he is getting better at understanding her: Lu Songhan looks clean and even innocent on the outside, but he is quite vulgar in his heart.Lu Mengfei blamed this shortcoming on Kong Weitong's genes.Songhan's vulgarity lies in: he loves to care about, loves beautiful women, loves duplicity, and loves to deceive himself and others.

As long as he settles accounts with Kong Weitong's family, Song Han is like turning into a double bachelor of accounting and law, and Kong Weitong dare not call her alone again.Naturally, the money was not lent out, so Lu Mengfei used a rustic but safe method: a large deposit.When Kong Weitong begged her in a crying voice, Lu Songhan directly took the phone away, "Dad, if you have the time to transfer Kong Chuitang to a public school in the city, the problem will be solved. Huh? I'm not filial? My surname is Lu, If you are filial or not, you have to ask the surname Kong." After hanging up the phone, Song Han told Lu Mengfei again and again, "My dad didn't cry when he got divorced, but he cried because of 50 yuan. Does the promised man cry easily?"

Lu Mengfei looked at her, "Songhan, don't be so mean, that's your father."

"Mom, don't be so holy." Every time he said "that's your father", Lu Songhan felt physically uncomfortable, so he simply warned his mother this time.

Kong Weitong, whom Lu Mengfei took a fancy to in the past, can be regarded as a bunch of grass, and his height is far superior to others. His long legs are his advantages.And Song Han's love for beautiful women has been exposed more and more.

On the first day of August, it was rare for the mother and daughter to go out for a meal. Song Han held a teacup and drank it ladylikely. Whenever she passed by a pretty girl, she would stare at them.Lu Mengfei couldn't help it anymore, "What's so good about a woman?"

"I'd like to ask you, what's so good about a man?" Lu Songhan interrupted rudely, ignoring that the waitress was serving them dishes, "The little face is clean, the legs are strong and slender, and the arms to the abdomen are full. Muscular and fragrant. Who doesn't like such a girl?" After speaking, she took a look at the little girl and found that she was far from her current standard, so she could only smile and nod.

"Then what do you like now?" Lu Mengfei asked worriedly.

Song Han didn't speak, and she didn't move her eyes any more, she just stared at the tablecloth.This looks like the type you like, but you are in a state of unrequited love.Lu Mengfei felt that none of the TV series she followed made her worry about this problem.After asking too many times, Lu Songhan dismissed him with three sentences, "I don't have a favorite type, I don't plan to fall in love, I'll be single all my life."

"You fart." Lu Mengfei, a special-grade Chinese teacher, was very rude, "The last time you stayed at home at night, what were you doing with your phone in the middle of the night? Who did you send messages to? Also, whose photo is that?" She was short-sighted and couldn't see clearly. , can only be identified as an individual.She and Fu Zhilan were not in this state when they were in love.

"Why are you spying on me in the middle of the night?" Song Han resented.

"It's because you made a lot of noise in the middle of the night. I thought I'd go and see if there was something to do, but you plugged in your earphones and didn't hear me open the door." Lu Mengfei felt that he was close to the answer.

She had to know the answer, because Song Han in front of her had the temperament of endocrine disorders and menopausal syndrome: pimples and spots on her face, her temper was sometimes low and sometimes irritable.Lu Mengfei registered her as a gynecologist on her mobile phone, but Song Han flatly refused, "I'm not sick."

During this time, Song Han reminded herself to continue to be indifferent and decent, especially when her classmate Niu Jie lived with her.Niu Jie was afraid of disturbing Song Han's sleep, so she bought a camp bed and put it in the living room. It was rare for her to overlap with Song Han's routine when she went out early and returned late.Even so, she also found that Song Han had changed a bit recently. When he came home on the night of August [-], Song Han was still drinking beer in front of the computer.She didn't drink alcohol before.

"Song Han, how did you learn to drink?" Niu Jie was allergic to alcohol, so he drank some fruit juice with Song Han in the middle of the night.

"My part-time company colleagues sometimes invite me to the bar, and occasionally drink beer once or twice, and find that I don't feel much about it, but the hypnotic effect is not bad." Song Han held up the 4.5% beer in his hand, his cheeks Two bonuses.Then she stared back at the computer screen and watched the barrage fly by without blinking. She didn't care what the content was, nor did she care about the plot of the drama in it.She just wanted to quiet her mind for a moment.

"If it wasn't raining today, I would have gone for a run outside." Song Han hugged her knees and said, Niu Jie noticed her phone was turned upside down on the table.Eighty percent of this is emotional.Sitting next to Song Han, she saw her frowning tightly, "I think you've been quite irritable recently, what's the matter?"

Song Han shook his head, "It's okay." After a pause, "I don't want to talk to others without having fun." Song Han patted his face, quite forcefully, "Where should I put my face?"

Niu Jie nodded, followed Song Han's gesture and handed her another bottle of beer. In order to satisfy her thirst for knowledge, she did not persuade Song Han to stop drinking.Song Han drank another half bottle, and Niu Jie finished watching the episode, then turned around and said, "I'm her teacher, and I don't like to disturb others, and I'm still seven years older, so it's inappropriate to talk about this and that every day. "Song Han spoke very fast and smelled of alcohol.

"You like her." Although Niu Jie didn't know who she was.

"I don't like it." Song Han said.After a while, she drank the rest of the beer, "In June she went to work part-time, to paint that, the ceiling. I thought to myself that I should come to City H in July, right? In the end, I went to paint in July."

"That's called putting putty." Niu Jie was investigating the construction site, and she knew the working procedures.

"August should be here, but she went to harvest wheat and potatoes. She also said that she would plant white radishes and bring them to me to eat later. Do I need some radishes? Do I need some corn?" Song Han nodded. It starts to hurt.She didn't know that she had drunk too much, but felt that she was at her most sane and rational time.

As long as she turned on the phone, the conversation between her and Ge Hua became longer and longer...from six o'clock in the morning to eleven or twelve o'clock in the night, from building walls to water and electricity, from laying tiles to putting putty.From spring wheat to winter wheat, from white radish to potato.Ge Hua is sometimes a female migrant worker and sometimes a female farmer.Talking with Song Han about various things around her and her various life reflections with a stable mood and calm language.When Song Han wished her a happy birthday, she was still in tears at the end of the video, "Teacher, you actually remember my birthday?"

Of course Song Han remembered, and continued to talk with her, sharing her various experiences and thoughts without hesitation.Then there is silence, the silence between various conversations, the silence when the phone is put down, and the silence before turning on the phone.The silence that has nothing to say and the silence that knows everything are actually the same. They both use the noise of silence to block the words that most want to come out of their hearts.

What Song Han wanted to say the most was: After the college entrance examination and nearly three months of summer vacation, why can't he take some time to visit H city?Accompany you to get familiar with the campus, and take a less hard job by the way.Look at the blue paint on your hair, look at the two arms that are so obvious, one black and one white, look at the face that is so thin that the single eyelid is almost double eyelid.

She hiccupped and said in front of Niu Jie, "I really hope that she will come today. I don't want her to work so hard. Life shouldn't be like that, she's still so young." Her eyes got wet as she spoke.

"Isn't it different when school starts?" Niu Jie smiled.The aloof Songhan was able to be so sensual.

"It's not the same." Song Han still spoke quickly, and suddenly fell on Niu Jie's shoulder, "I'm so annoyed." She cried a few times, "I don't want to lose face."

Striving to piece together the puzzle of the story, Niu Jie quickly came up with the main thread: Song Han fell in love with a student who just finished the college entrance examination this year, and this student was unwilling to come to City H in advance during the summer vacation, but kept moving between the construction site and the farmland.And promised to send Song Han the potatoes and white radishes she grew herself when the school started.

"Songhan, is she an adult?" Niu Jie was very good at grasping the elements.

"You just came of age today." Song Han cried again, "It's her birthday today. I want to celebrate her birthday."

It turned out to be a special day, no wonder Song Han was unhappy.An important detail is added to the puzzle of the story.But this shows that before she was an adult, Song Han had feelings for her.

"So, Song Han, are you lovers?" Niu Jie stuck to the second point, and she handed Song Han a tissue.

Song Han stopped crying, and wiped away tears ignorantly, "No." She thought for a while, "I'm not a pervert, it's too tasteless to attack minors. I'm going to bed."

"Then why are you angry? It's not a relationship between lovers." Niu Jie was fussed.Since they're not lovers, they can't ask or wish. Songhan doesn't want to get angry if his children love to come or not.

Song Han, who was so drunk that he didn't know where to go, lay down, "How would I know, I miss her."