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Wei Bo saw Lu Yun's hair, which was so black and shiny in the sun.

For today's day, my mother should have dyed her hair specially.

He tried his best to recall the face of his mother, whom he hadn't seen for a year.

After my father passed away, instead of being overwhelmed by life, my mother went to participate in a battle that must be won. She went to work every day to give lectures to students, and after get off work to take care of herself and her sister, often standing for [-] or [-] hours.

At that time, the mother had black eyes and stood upright.

After pulling a pair of children to graduate from university, the retired mother relaxed a little, planted trees and watered flowers, and wrote big characters.

Last year he suddenly resigned from Aimeng, Wei Bo returned to his hometown full of confusion and frustration, and his mother didn't ask anything at that time.He hid in his hut as a lovelorn otaku, and his mother just silently prepared three meals a day for him.When he found a job abroad and wanted to change his life in Udon, his mother still supported his choice.

At that time, my mother's hair was already gray, and reading glasses would occasionally slip off her thin cheeks.

Thinking of this, Wei Bo stood in the middle to ease the embarrassment: "Mom, let me introduce, this is Xiao Yu, my lover."

Letting people who are not good at making the atmosphere come out to smooth things over will only make the situation worse; his words will add fuel to the flames, so it is better not to say them.

Lu Yun only considers the "lover" in his son's mouth to be a little girl, and he is fully prepared—even if the girl is more pampered, as long as his son likes her, she is not a wicked mother-in-law with a weird personality, and she will always accept it.

But now the sense of absurdity spread in her heart, and the broom in the small yard fell into her eyes, and she seemed to be a ghost, wishing to fly in front of her and slap her hard.

"Auntie," Yu Hanguang handed over the gift box without changing his smile, "A little heart."

Lu Yun stretched out his hand but didn't answer it. Instead, he took out the phone in his pocket and pressed the number: "Hello? Lili, you know about your brother?"

Wei Bo approached and said, "Mom, listen to me..."

But was interrupted by Lu Yun's shout: "Lili! You are still helping the two of them, right?"

Lu Yun's hands used to hold electronic pens and chalks when he was young; now he holds the writing brush, which is still firm enough to penetrate the back of the paper.But I don't know why, but today I'm shaking badly.

The phone fell to the ground.

Yu Hanguang's heartbeat became more and more violent - he didn't fight unprepared battles, and his relationship with Wei Bo was not a good match in the eyes of the public after all. He naturally thought carefully about Wei's mother's tough attitude before coming here.

Soil covers water, softness overcomes strength, a knife hides a knife in a smile and confronts, and a tough attitude pretends to be innocent.In short, as long as it is not the kind of "give you 5000 million and leave my son immediately", he can handle it.

Huadie cheered up, showed all her skills in daily work, and picked up her mobile phone: "Auntie, don't get excited, life is like a play, we get together because of fate..."

Lu Yun's eyes changed Yu Hanguang's dismantling of tricks.

This young man looks good, tall and handsome, but he actually has a playful smile on his face, as if he is deliberately angry with himself.Layers of anger piled up in Lu Yun's chest, and finally he couldn't restrain himself from blurting out: "Who is your aunt?!"

Wei Bo ignored Yu Hanguang's restraining eyes, and hurriedly said: "Mom! Don't..."

"Who is your mother?!" Her voice became louder. After looking around, she picked up the broom in the small yard, and pushed the two of them out of the door like chasing chickens, "I don't have a son like you!"

"Honey, close the door!" Yu Hanguang deftly dodged the strong wind from the broom, and still reminded Wei Bo.

Then she turned around and smiled apologetically, "Auntie, if you're not my auntie, then you can only be my mother!"

"Mom, mom! Hey! Don't hit me, it hurts your son's heart!"

Hearing that the young man had even changed his address, Lu Yun was even more angry: "You still know how to close the door? You also know that family ugliness should not be publicized? I think you have negotiated, and you must force me to have no face to face others here, and I can't live anymore..."

"Come to Yizhou if you can't live anymore." Yu Hanguang still held the gift box tightly.

Butterfly has now turned into a scurrying moth, jumping to avoid being hurt by the broom, out of breath: "Mom, you came to Yizhou, and I respect you. You are smart, capable, ingenious, and I will do that." Your manager, I will let you be the idol in the hearts of the aunts all over the country, and the dream love of the uncles all over the country..."

Lu Yun originally gathered all his strength, but when he heard his shameless flattery, the broom seemed to hit cotton, and it couldn't exert its power no matter what.

Wei Li didn't hang up the phone all the time, and at this moment, he also anxiously shouted on the phone: "Don't do anything, don't be angry with Brother Hanguang..."

"Mom! Think about Dad!"

If she didn't yell, it would be fine. When she yelled, Lu Yun's shots would be more ruthless like a conditioned reflex.

Yu Hanguang's face was redder than a freshly cooked crayfish, and his arm holding the phone kept shaking.He secretly thought that something was wrong——Wei Li's talent for helping in reverse is exactly the same as her brother's.

Things have come to this, do I want to faint tactically?

Wait, why is the broom in front of me really spinning...

"Honey!" Wei Bo just took a breath when he saw the bouquet of flowers and the phone smashed to the ground one after the other.

"Mom..." Yu Hanguang was still holding on to the gift box, but his body softened.

Huadie was stunned by the continuous output of the broom.

Lu Yun woke up like a dream, and threw the broom aside: "I, I missed him..."

Wei Bo caught Yu Hanguang's waist, and only then saw that the rash on Yu Hanguang's body was densely packed, which was extremely terrifying; even though he was wearing a shirt, he was still scalded to shrink his hands - Yu Hanguang seemed to have been baked in an alchemy furnace for three days Three nights, twitching from time to time.

He felt that his heart was cut out in an instant, and it was placed on top of the raging fire.

I have already lost my father like this, and I can't lose my lover like this again.

Wei Bo looked up, tears had already burst from the corners of his eyes: "Call an ambulance!"

【Chief complaint: The patient suffered sudden syncope, dyspnea, convulsions in the limbs, a large number of rashes on the upper limbs and chest

Outpatient (emergency) diagnosis: tetanus antitoxin skin test positive, anaphylactic shock

Admission diagnosis: tetanus complicated by aspiration pneumonia]

The ward was quiet, Wei Bo adjusted the drip rate for Yu Hanguang who was sleeping peacefully on the bed, and then looked sullenly at the electronic medical records pushed to his mobile phone.

The lingering voice of the attending doctor was still in my ears: "Tetanus, plus aspiration pneumonia, has a mortality rate of about 30%. Your family is too emotional. If you come 5 minutes late, it's hard to say whether there is anyone now."

Wei Bo thought of hangovers, allergies, and fainting caused by excitement, but he never thought that Yu Hanguang had tetanus.

"The incubation period of tetanus varies from person to person, and some people even last up to a month. Was he cut by something with rust a while ago?"

Wei Bo turned off the phone screen and looked at the shallow scar on Yu Hanguang's palm.

After Wu Dun was scratched, the wound healed quickly, and the two put the matter behind them long ago.

He shook his head self-consciously, lamenting the deep fetters between himself and the country of Udun - his father died indirectly because of this, and his lover almost got involved.

Wei Bo leaned against the back of the chair next to the hospital bed, subconsciously avoiding everything in the ward.

Because of his father's illness and death, he never had a good impression of the hospital, but he always took care of himself when he got sick, and never came to this kind of place unless necessary.

But in the past few years, everyone who went to the hospital was for Yu Hanguang.

The People's Hospital in his hometown, which he hadn't been to for more than ten years, is no longer the small building in the back of his mind that is full of noise and the smell of alcohol, and where he has to run up and down even to get a medicine.Now the ward is tidy and clean, even the paintings on the wall are very artistic, and a few saplings are lined up in the dense forest, forming the word "safety".

The [Ping An] on the wall seemed to have life, dancing before his eyes, and the chaotic thoughts that had calmed down were re-entangled.

A place like a hospital has witnessed too many powerless prayers—when he was a child, he accompanied his father to see a doctor, and he always saw someone sitting on the stairs with red eye circles, saying these two words silently.

Only now did he realize that if he dies safely in this life, even if he is a little poorer and does not make any great achievements, he is actually lucky.How many people have not been able to avoid the pain that befalls them, failed to escape the sudden disaster, and failed to escape the cruel war.

He lay down on the quilt again, held Yu Hanguang's hand, shrugged his shoulders and let the tears seep into the cotton wool.

If he can escape all these by chance, in the days to come, he just wants to live hard.

If you fail to say it, you will never swallow it back.

If you don't have time to hug each other, you must be happy to open your arms.

……

After such a big fuss, Lu Yun had already come to his senses at this moment—although he still couldn't pass the psychological test, a handsome and healthy young man was so frightened that she passed out, and he felt ashamed after all.

After finishing the process of paying the fee and taking the medicine, she returned to the consulting room of the attending doctor and asked about Yu Hanguang's illness in detail, but the result became more and more frightening, and she slowly moved to the ward, clutching her heart.

But he saw his son lying beside his lover's hospital bed, seemingly asleep.

Both hands are still tightly clasped.

She was a little suffocated again.

As Lu Yun approached, he found that Yu Hanguang's wrist was dimly lit, twinkling like stars in the night sky.

Looking intently, the smart watch on his wrist repeated a line of words:

【Honey, I'm a little tired.When you wake up, call me and let me hug you. 】

With a long, almost inaudible sigh, she wandered out of the ward, determined to buy some dinner for her son and his "lover".

It's all my own fault, the two children haven't been able to eat hot food until now!

……

It took a little longer to go back and forth this time—just now Lu Yun thought about it, but returned home.

The food sold outside may not be to your liking, and Yu Hanguang is an emergency patient with allergies, so it is safer to cook by himself.

Lu Yun took a taxi back to the small courtyard, briefly fried two light vegetarian dishes, filled the thermos bucket with the chicken soup in the pot, and carried the prepared grapes and crisp candies, and then hurriedly returned to the restaurant before the sunset. to the hospital.

Her mind was full of Yu Hanguang's illness, and before knocking on the door, she turned the handle and entered the ward in a daze.

"Mom." Wei Bo hurriedly separated from Yu Hanguang, rubbing his arms awkwardly.

"Auntie..." Yu Hanguang licked his lips.

As soon as he woke up, Wei Bo held him tight, and he didn't answer any questions, so he kissed his boyfriend on the forehead, and let him hug him quietly until just now.

At this moment, Yu Hanguang put on his hospital gown, leaning on the hospital bed with half red and half white face.Seeing Lu Yun's calm expression, he became more courageous, coughed twice, and then tentatively changed his words: "Mom."

Lu Yun hurriedly put the lunch box in the thermos bucket, took out a tissue and handed it to him.

No response, but no rejection either.

Before Yu Hanguang had time to be elated for two seconds, he suddenly heard the sound of a mobile phone in his backpack.

"Teacher Gu's phone number." Wei Bo took out the phone for him.

Yu Hanguang was too tired today, he knew the purpose of Gu Shanshan's call, but he couldn't afford to be hypocritical, so he said, "You answer it for me."

Pausing for a moment, he added: "Talk to Mr. Gu carefully, if it doesn't work, we'll fix it quickly."

Wei Bo is not a character who can "talk well", and he is far from being Gu Shanshan's opponent. He was interrogated a few times over the phone, and he was recruited "quickly and quickly".

"Mom," Wei Bo handed the mobile phone to Lu Yun who was sitting beside him, "Mr. Gu is Han Guang's mother, and I want to say a few words to you."

Lu Yun was peeling the grapes off the twigs. He was a little startled when he heard this, and hurriedly wiped his hands and took the phone.

"Mr. Lu, hello." Gu Shanshan said on the other end of the phone, "I heard from Xiao Wei that you are also a teacher? We are two colleagues, it's a coincidence!"

Gu Shanshan's Jiangnan Mandarin was soft and gentle, and the two of them had a professional resonance. Lu Yun held the phone with both hands and put it to his ears, and quickly relaxed: "Hello, Mr. Gu, I teach physics in our middle school here. I don't know you What class are you teaching?"

"Me...my major is exegesis (1)." Gu Shanshan replied.

Hearing that Gu Shanshan was a colleague, Lu Yun took it for granted that she also taught subjects like Chinese and mathematics, but unexpectedly Gu Shanshan reported a vocabulary she had never heard of, and was speechless for a moment.

"Exegesis is the study of ancient books." Gu Shanshan softly eased the helplessness on the other end of the phone, "Mr. Lu, after studying a lot of old antiques, I realized that, people, you can't always get past the corner, you have to look forward. "

Lu Yun was taken aback by what she said.

Gu Shanshan continued to ask: "By the way, I heard that you love Linchi. Have you seen the calligraphy that the two children brought over?"

"Mo Bao?" Lu Yun was puzzled.

"Hurry up, show mom the calligraphy." Yu Hanguang pointed to the gift box in the corner after hearing the words - this gift box must have been brought to the hospital by Wei Bo just in a hurry.

Wei Bo hurriedly opened the gift box. He was tall, with his arms outstretched, just to make a display stand for the framed calligraphy works.

The scroll is spread out, and the black cursive script on the rice paper is in a patchwork pattern, which is extremely beautiful and full of beauty, which is a beauty that can only be appreciated.

What can be written turns out to be:

【Don't be angry

Life is like a drama

Looking back, why bother]

Yu Hanguang: "..."

Wei Bo: "..."

The great calligrapher Mr. Gu is looking for is so down-to-earth?

Lu Yun recalled Yu Hanguang's rainbow fart just now, rubbed his eyes, and muttered dumbfoundedly: "Am I presbyopic? What is this..."

"Ms. Lu, I also have presbyopia, presbyopia and astigmatism, and I can't see clearly when I take off my glasses." Gu Shanshan said, "But sometimes, if you see too clearly, life will not be so beautiful, are you right? La?"

……

Lu Yun hung up the phone thoughtfully, staring at the sign "Ping An" on the wall without saying a word.

After a while, she pushed the lunch box and thermos bucket on the small table of Yu Hanguang's hospital bed: "Are you hungry? Come and eat."

A dish of yam, lily and fungus, a dish of stir-fried lettuce, and a stewed chicken broth.

The intertwined blue, white and light yellow, and the soft light orange sunlight, are like meticulously drawn fine brushwork.

The setting sun melts gold.

In the summer evening in the north, there is beauty and comfort that cannot be experienced in Jiangnan.

God always likes to offer coolness after the heat, as if full of apology.

Just like the mothers in this land - their way of apologizing has never been "I'm sorry".

But "come to eat".

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(1) Exegesis: A professional discipline that studies the meaning, grammar, rhetoric and other phenomena in ancient books.

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Teacher Gu, the best assist in the game~

As soon as Xiaowei's mother let go, the matter was almost done.I swear to the lamp that there will be no big swords in the future, and the two of them will concentrate on their careers