he killed himself

Mother Feng walked very quietly. On the third day of the first lunar month, she went to give to her parents. The grandparents at home burned paper, ate a bowl of barley porridge at night, and watched the replay of the Spring Festival Gala before going to bed.

She told him not to smoke in the future, to eat well, and not to be busy with work all the time. No matter whether the partner wants a man or a woman, he has to look at it. There is still a long way to go in life, and it is very hard to live alone. of.

She also said that if you really like a man, don't try to enjoy it for a while, but adopt a child. It is a human instinct to reproduce offspring, which can bring him some momentum.

She talked about Zhou Chen, and she said that the child had a hard life, and she had taken care of their family a lot for so many years. Mom didn't know what happened to you before, but she just hoped that you two could let go no matter whether you walked on or not. There is no way to live well if you are stabbed.

She said, Ah Zhen, your parents shouldn't teach you that everything is for others.

She said, Ah Zhen, Lin Tang is a good boy, you are all in Nanjing, you should take care of each other more.

She said, Ah Zhen, your father doesn't blame you, you never did anything wrong.

Around 11 o'clock in the third day of junior high school, Feng Zhen finished his meditation and went into the house to turn off the electric blanket for his mother.

At this time, the mother had already left.

He was very calm. That night, he invited his cousin’s sisters-in-law to help wash and change his mother’s clothes. The next day, he called his relatives, and the singing troupe and funeral supplies were all prepared. The funeral music was beautiful that afternoon. up.

During the three-day funeral period, Feng Zhen was so quiet, receiving people who came to express their condolences, sending his mother to the cremation, and then bringing back his mother's ashes and sending them to the cemetery for burial.

The elderly in the family lamented that the child has grown up and can take care of the Feng family.

"Is the child not here?" Second Aunt asked him.

Who is it?Feng was really puzzled, this question was not asked by only one person.

"The kid who went to your father's funeral is tall and looks like a half-breed."

Feng Zhen was a little dazed, but his whole brain couldn't think.

Remembering that the child had forgotten a lot of things, the second aunt didn't force him to think too much, but she was a little regretful, such a good friend.

The child of the mother's friend's family came here on the day of the burial, but Zhou Chen also came here unexpectedly.

Feng Zhen looked at him, and he also looked at Feng Zhen.

With just one glance, everything has been explained.

The crowd cleared up, and the travel-worn man gently hugged the young man who hadn't closed his eyes for three consecutive days. His voice was as soothing as a cello, "Feng Zhen, I probably shouldn't come here, but I think you need me."

The tall man's body froze, and then trembled slightly. It turned out that the collapse of an adult is such a simple thing, just such a soft poke, all emotions burst.

I should have come earlier, Zhou Chen thought so regardless of how much there was.

Chu Yuan was kind-hearted, and gave Feng Zhen 15 days of funeral leave, and let Lin Tang and Dai Zhexuan take care of the work promotion.

Zhou Chen went back to Nanjing for two days and was busy with the opening speech and the opening meeting. He booked a time for the supervisor to report on his work, and called the Han brothers to help deal with the legal issues of the OT acquisition plan. Then he took another day to rush back to Lianshi to see Feng Zhen.

He could feel something opening slowly, and soon, although he didn't know what would happen after this thing opened.

As an excellent businessman, he always has the courage to embrace change and has the confidence to overcome all difficulties.

Our boss Zhou is so full of confidence, taking firm steps, going upstairs step by step, turning around, and knocking on the door.

It was Feng Zhen who opened the door. When he came in, he saw Jiang Yu sitting in the room. The two of them were facing each other. They were both a little surprised. It seemed that the affairs in Beijing were not enough for this person, so Zhou Chen squinted his eyes.

What surprised Jiang Yu more was that this person had such a good relationship with Feng Zhen again?

Neither of them denied knowing each other, but their relationship was average and they didn't move around often.

Feng Zhen nodded and asked the two what they want for lunch?There are rice and noodles nearby, so it is more convenient to eat.

Jiang Yu ate noodles, Zhou Chen ate rice, Feng Zhen was free, so he found a Chongqing chicken pot restaurant, which had rice, noodles and meat, as well as fruit juice and fruit.

The three of them didn't eat much. After dinner, Jiang Yu was going to catch the high-speed train. Zhou Chen was very happy, and sent the man to a taxi with Feng Zhen, and then the two walked around the city casually.

Zhou Chen walked around this city many years ago, and now he can't remember what he did or said at that time, but Feng Zhen always walks backwards, his black eyes are full of him.

Now Feng Zhen is just looking ahead, walking casually with him, and has no intention of introducing anything.

They finally stopped at the gate of the school. This is Lianshi No. [-] Middle School, Feng Zhen's alma mater.

The first time they came here was at night, Feng Zhen took him over the wall to enter, and said with crooked eyes that he wanted to climb over the wall when he was studying, but unfortunately he was afraid of being caught by the camera and making a demerit, which would affect the bonus points for the good students in the college entrance examination.

At that time, he realized that this person was never as well-behaved as he saw on the surface.

At this moment, the door revealed some light, creaking, tempting him to push it open.

At this time, the school had just started, and there were a group of children on the playground who were so energetic and motivated to lose weight. They walked around twice together, the lights were dim, and some earthy smells slowly flowed in the air.

"Feng Zhen."

The young man in front stopped and looked back at him, unable to see those eyes clearly.

"You, remember everything."

The young man didn't speak for a long time, and he seemed to sigh, but he let go of all the relaxed smile on his face, "Well, it should be."

The door creaked and was pushed open. There was no waves there, and it was even so similar to the scenery here. The young man stood there as always, seeing the people who came in, neither surprised nor pleased.

There was anger in his heart. This person pretended not to remember everything and watched his performance. What was he thinking in his heart?

I am in such a complicated mood, but why does he still look like this without any surprise or joy?

"You have changed." The clenched hands loosened, but the brain did not think, and the voice was calmer than expected.

"I am the current Feng Zhen." Feng Zhen turned around, walked through the building where he was studying, walked through the square where he used to practice morning exercises, walked through a section of garden, walked out of the door, and walked on a side road. Zhou Chen was walking beside him Besides, their breathing is very calm, and they can still talk about what has changed here, and what has changed there.

They have walked this road many times. It was still summer at that time, watching a group of children who got their college entrance examination report cards come and go with happy faces.

Feng Zhen told him how he felt about getting the results of the college entrance examination, why he had to fill in such a volunteer, his own ideals, the ideals of studying, and some arrangements and ideas about the two of them in the future.

As the name suggests, he treats people very seriously, even when talking to himself now, although he lacks the light and anticipation in his eyes at that age, he still has the plain appearance of acquaintances.

Is this Feng Zhen now?

It seems that remembering or not remembering has no effect on this person.

This is what Zhou Chen is most worried about - deadlock.

The author has something to say:

When playing chess, the most worrying thing is called stalemate. .

At this time, the other party can't move, you can't move, but both parties have thought clearly about the next few possibilities, even if the deadlock is broken, they will immediately enter the next deadlock.

So when there is a stalemate, people on both sides talk a lot, and attacking the heart is the top priority.