I'm dead again [quick time travel]

A week before the holiday, Qiao Jiu received a call from his father. The voice on the other end of the phone was noisy, mixed with screaming.

Qiao Jiu raised his ears to listen to the voice from the opposite side, and finally heard his father say that he would pick him up tomorrow as he wished.

My father's surname is also Qiao, and his name is Qiao Mo.

Qiao Mo is a teacher, old-fashioned and stubborn, but he is really kind to Qiao Jiu.

Mr. Qiao called Qiao Jiu and said a lot. The general meaning was that your father and I are coming back, so hurry up and tidy up the house.

Qiao Jiu felt that his father was stupid, and the roommate who heard it also laughed.

Mr. Qiao said who is laughing over there.

"They're all laughing," Qiao Jiu said, "Dad, I still have five or six days off for vacation, how can I clean it up?"

"Huh?" Mr. Qiao was a little embarrassed: "I thought you were on vacation long ago. '

Mr. Qiao is a university professor. Every year, he spends vacations in front of Qiao Jiu and the others. He visits Qiao Jiu twice a year. Qiao Jiu is used to it.

Qiao Jiu: "You should call my mother."

The other party didn't speak, and then hung up the phone.

Qiao Jiu: "Tsk tsk."

Mr. Qiao has a lot of problems, but he doesn't tell his wife that he is afraid of melting if he holds it in his mouth, and he is afraid of falling when he holds it in his hand.

Qiao Jiu thought that even if Mr. Qiao came back, he would probably be with his wife every day. Who knew that he would see him at the door of the classroom at noon the next day.

Mr. Qiao was wearing a white shirt with fleece, a gray cotton jacket, and gold-rimmed glasses. His lips were tightly pressed, his face was expressionless, and he looked serious and elegant.

Qiao Jiu ran to the door with a grin and gave his father a bear hug.

Mr. Qiao patted Qiao Jiu's shoulder gently.

"Dad, why are you here?"

"Why, I'm not welcome?"

"No, no, no," Qiao Jiu held his father's hand, "Isn't this a pleasant surprise?"

The students in the classroom all looked out of the classroom, exclaiming from time to time. Qiao Jiu was used to it, but Mr. Qiao was obviously not used to it yet.

Qiao Jiu actually looks very similar to Mr. Qiao, but his temperament is very different. Qiao Jiu is like the sun at noon, warm and scorching hot. Although he is usually a little out of tune, he is actually very popular. The mood will become better, but Mr. Qiao is different. He is usually gentle and polite. In addition, his health is not good, and he is even weaker in winter. When he is not smiling, he is more cold and alienated.

Mr. Qiao seldom smiles in front of his students, so his students are naturally not very close to him, and they don't know how to joke with him.

Now he was standing at the door of Qiao Jiu's class, and heard the little girl's chattering voice inside.

"Qiao Jiu's father is so handsome..."

"Yeah, so gentle..."

"I heard that he is still a university professor..."

...

Mr. Qiao coughed in embarrassment.

Qiao Jiu put his arms around his father's shoulders: "Did you hear that, everyone praises you."

Mr. Qiao is still very open-minded, he smiled: "The little girl now..."

"By the way, dad," Qiao Jiu said, "what are you doing at school?"

Mr. Qiao paused, looking at his son who was already taller than him, he was full of emotion: "I just came to see you."

Qiao looked at his father for a long time without knowing why.

"Son," Mr. Qiao patted Qiao Jiu's head, "You have grown up too..."

Qiao Jiu: "No matter how old I am, I'm still your son."

Mr. Qiao sighed: "Yes, no matter how old you are, you are still my son."

...

In the end, Qiao Jiu didn't ask why Mr. Qiao came here, as if he really just came to see him, but it shouldn't be, Qiao Jiu thought that his father should not be such a person, after all, when he came, everything I didn't bring it with me, and I didn't even buy any snacks.

Yuan Yi gave him a white look: "Your father will cry when he hears this."

"Take a look at your father as my father." Qiao Jiu said.

"Oh," Yuan Yi said, "Where did you go during your winter vacation?"

"Just stay at home, stay at home for a few days, and then go back to your hometown for a few days. What, you want to go out to play?"

"It hasn't been decided yet, my mother said to take me out to play, and my father asked me to review at home."

"I vote for review!"

"Go, go," Yuan Yi spat at him, "Are you going home with your brother?"

"Ang," Qiao Jiu nodded, "Otherwise? '

"By the way, let me ask you something." Yuan Yi approached Qiao Jiu, mysteriously: "Does your brother have a girlfriend?"

"Ah?" Qiao Jiu was stunned: "No..."

"No, no, what is that bar?"

Qiao Jiu frowned: "I don't know."

Yuan Yi looked contemptuous: "No, you don't even know about this?"

"I'm not his mother, how would I know." Qiao Jiu said, "Why are you asking this?"

"My sister, my cousin," Yuan Yi said, "Last time she checked my phone and saw your circle of friends. Didn't she immediately fall in love with your brother?"

Qiao Jiu was very indifferent: "Oh."

"Can you stop this?"

"What's wrong with me?"

"Be more enthusiastic," Yuan Yi said with a smile on his face, "Maybe we will kiss more?"

Qiao Jiu:...

Qiao Jiu: "No wonder the Chinese teacher doesn't want to see you so much."

Qiao Jiu propped his chin with one hand, and kept thinking about what Yuan Yi asked just now, "Does your brother have a girlfriend?"

I think should not be.

Qiao Jiu thought back, it seemed that he had never asked Li Chenzhou about this matter, nor had Li Chenzhou mentioned it to him.

Li Chenzhou took good care of him, and he didn't even mention this matter. Qiao Jiu's thoughts were still stuck in their childhood, girlfriends and so on, it was too far away.

But this is not the case, they have grown up, and they have to experience all the things that they need to experience in life.

College entrance examination, university, graduation, job, marriage, and childbirth.

Qiao Jiu is still carefree, but Li Chenzhou is about to make a choice.

Since he went to college, every Chinese New Year, relatives will tease him about whether he has found a girlfriend and when he will get married.

Even if he doesn't have a girlfriend now, he will have one soon.

That girl will be the way he likes, she will tie your tie for you in the morning, give him a kiss, watch him go to work, Li Chenzhou will pick up that girl from work, have dinner together at night, take a walk, and then A bed to sleep on.

Everyone knows they are each other's partners and they all know they will always be together.

They do what couples do.

They will have a home of their own.

Qiao Jiu lowered his eyes, feeling extremely bored in his heart. They grew up together since they were young, and they will only go further and further apart in the end.

During the holiday, Mr. Qiao came to pick up Qiao Jiu.

Qiao Jiu stared dumbfounded at the car at the school gate: "Dad, why are you here?"

Seeing Mr. Qiao's uneasy expression, Qiao Jiu quickly changed his words: "No, no, I'm just..." He stared at Mr. Qiao: "I'm just curious."

In the past, Li Chenzhou came to pick him up no matter what vacation he was on.

Mr. Qiao looked at him with a gentle expression: "I just suddenly remembered that you are about to graduate, and I have only been to your school once."

Qiao Jiu felt sick.

These days, he often has this feeling. It feels like a layer of white mist is covered in front of his eyes, and everything is hazy, and it seems that the sunset is sprinkled in the evening, with orange-yellow brilliance, which has a kind of old splendor. .

Just like at this time, when Mr. Qiao said this, Qiao Jiu looked at him very hard, but he couldn't see his face clearly.

Qiao Jiu looked at Mr. Qiao in a daze, not knowing what to say.

"Son," Mr. Qiao patted him on the shoulder: "Let's go."

"Oh," Qiao Jiu replied, "Let's go."

Today is a cloudy day, the sun was blocked by the clouds, and finally got out and was blocked, but there is no sign of rain, the weather is very good, Qiao Jiu quickly regained his energy, and went to Mr. Qiao car.

Mr. Qiao didn't drive fast, but he drove steadily, just like him.

Qiao Jiu sat in the passenger seat and talked to him like a chatterbox, about school, about life, from here to there, and talked about whatever came to mind.

Then he slumped on the seat: "Dad, I want to be admitted to Li Chenzhou's school, but I'm afraid I won't be able to pass the exam."

Mr. Qiao's tone was as usual: "Just do your best."

"Oh?" Qiao Jiu sat up straight again: "Didn't you always ask me to take the exam?"

"Joe Jiu."

"Hey!"

Mr. Qiao rarely calls him by his first name.

"Qiao Jiu," said Mr. Qiao, "you are already an adult, and you should make some decisions yourself."

"Even if I were your father, I could only give you advice, not directly make decisions for you."

"Well," Qiao Jiu nodded, "I know Dad, don't worry, I won't let you down."

"I know you are smart," Mr. Qiao glanced at him, "but Dad wants to tell you today, as long as you don't do anything illegal, I will never be disappointed in you."

Qiao Jiu looked at Mr. Qiao, trying to ignore the strange feeling in his heart.

Mr. Qiao continued: "Do what you want, as long as you think it's right, Dad won't stop you."

"Dad," Qiao Jiu frowned, "What did you say?"

"Oh," Mr. Qiao was stunned for a moment, "When you get old, you talk a lot."

Qiao Jiu looked closely at Mr. Qiao: "Who is blind and says you are old? Yesterday Song Zhihe also said that you look like my brother."

Mr. Joe laughed.

Mr. Qian is 45 years old this year. He has a good face, and with proper maintenance, he looks only in his thirties. Although it is not as exaggerated as Qiao Jiu said, it has nothing to do with being old.

Qiao Jiu lay on the window: "Dad, where is my mother?"

"at home."

"Oh," Qiao Jiu yawned, "Is Li Chenzhou at home?"

Mr. Qiao changed gears before speaking: "Yes."

"Then why didn't he come to pick me up?"

"He's busy." Mr. Qiao knew that Qiao Jiu and Li Chenzhou had a good relationship, so he wasn't angry: "You think Shen Zhou is as busy as you?"

Qiao Jiu clicked his tongue: "Dad, you can buy me a pair of shoes. I've been looking at them for a long time. Li Chenzhou didn't let me buy them, but I kept them for you."

"Okay," Mr. Qiao agreed happily, "I'll take you to buy it in a few days."

"Dad, you are so kind!"

Mr. Joe didn't speak.

After a while, Mr. Qiao added another sentence: "Shen Zhou will not let you buy things for you in the future."

"It's not that I asked him to buy it," Qiao Jiu said, "Besides, I also returned the gift."

Speaking of this, Qiao Jiu felt aggrieved: "I don't want it, he has to buy it for me, Dad, you don't know how ugly the clothes he chose are, and they can't be returned, so I have to choose them myself, otherwise it would be a waste , and every time I give him a gift in return, the money I have saved over the years has basically been spent on him..."

He had a worried face, but there was a smile between his brows, and his voice was also trembling.

Rejoice but don't know it.

Mr. Qiao looked at him like this and sighed.

Qiao Jiu suddenly turned his head: "Is my mother cooking at home?"

"..."

"Or... go out to eat?"

Qiao Jiu really can't praise his fucking craftsmanship.

Mr. Qiao saw his lingering fear, and the depression in his heart slowly dissipated: "Let's eat at home."

Qiao Jiu: "Oh."

As he spoke, he turned his head and could only see the back of his melancholy head.

Mr. Qiao smiled.