The vest is still solid today

Du Xu recalled carefully how he and Yu Yu wanted to get along, and even made a list in his mind. They had known each other for less than two months, and Yu Yu took the initiative to cook for him...

No, no, you can't be too narcissistic.Du Xu told himself that Yu Yu probably didn't fall in love with him at that time, but was just moved by his persistence.

But it is also a milestone in the history of their relationship, the kind that can be told to children when they are old.

Du Xu touched his little brother's dog's head in a good mood: "We student dogs don't waste money recklessly. In the future, we will earn money to coax our girlfriends to save face—but the watch you mentioned is not bad. It should be suitable for your boyfriend to wear, what do you think?"

Feng Zhuolin tried his best to restrain his urge to roll his eyes, and told himself repeatedly in his heart not to turn against the father who gave you food, and said sincerely: "Brother, I'm not as lucky as you. I can charm your partner so much that I can't bear to leave you." you."

"That is, who am I." Du Xu brushed his hair triumphantly, stuffed a piece of Dongpo meat into his mouth, and suggested, "You can go to the cabinet at home, look under the mattress, etc. ——especially the corner where your dad often sneaks around, there may be unexpected surprises."

Back then, Du Shuai had an empty wallet and tears in his eyes.

At that time, he was still young. He played football twice in three days and smashed someone’s glass. He was busy looking for a scapegoat. From time to time, his wallet would issue "warnings that all four are empty". The few "scapegoats" I found for myself, from the time, place, person, to the cause, the result, are intertwined and perfect. Du Xu feels that they can develop a new business.

Later, he occasionally rummaged in every corner of the house when he was short of money, and often had a harvest of 51, which once made his childhood very rich-compared with his peers.It wasn't until one night in the sixth grade that he got up at night and went to the kitchen to steal some food, and found that his father was crying at the empty envelope pressed under the locker in the living room. Du Xu stopped his shameless behavior of destroying his old father's private money.

Feng Zhuolin thought about the way his parents got along with each other, and thought that the probability of his father hiding private money is still very high, "It's a bit practical, thank you for your advice! I'll try it!"

After the Qingming holiday, the temperature has warmed up, and people have a more personal experience of spring, which is full of describable and indescribable seasons.

However, Feng Zhuolin did not empathize with the people who were intoxicated by the warm spring—the result of his "trying" was that he went to school on the first day after the Ching Ming holiday and skipped class with a sad face.

"We're separated." Feng Zhuolin sat cross-legged on the rooftop and wiped his face, "A man from another school also chased her, and not only gave her the watch she likes, but also a bunch of messy things, such as perfumes and cosmetics ..."

"Then she told me, let's break up."

There was still a beautifully packaged watch in his schoolbag. He took out the box and wanted to throw it down from the roof of the sixth floor. When he lifted it up, he suddenly thought that it was his New Year's money and a week's meal money, as well as his father's tears, blood and sweat. Cowardly, he retracted his arms and hugged her tightly.

"Brother, don't be like this, look up, there is such a big forest—" Du Xu stretched out his hand and drew a big circle in the air, "Why didn't you die when your junior high school relationship fell apart like today ah?"

"Junior high school is just following the trend, not to mention liking it." Feng Zhuolin sighed, hugging his own meal money and the Armani watch bought by his father's private money, "Forget it, in fact, the division is now, when you are sad, you still feel a little relaxed... ...Damn it, I can finally finish a round of ranking without getting sprayed."

"Even if you don't answer the phone in the middle, you will be sprayed on your feet, heroic bronze." Du Xu patted him on the shoulder, "Do you know why you have two girlfriends, and you broke up?"

Feng Zhuolin humbly asked for advice: "I don't know, please give me some advice!"

Du Xu smiled and said, "Because you guys are not compatible, idiots!"

"Gah..." Feng Zhuolin fell down.

His elder brother was born with a cheap mouth and a high EQ. Unfortunately, his skills in comforting people are empty, but every time he interrupts him when he is sad, he feels better for no reason.

Feng Zhuolin attributed this to "like-mindedness" in his heart-but in the words of their junior high school teacher, it is "turtles look for bastards, stinky fish look for rotten shrimps".

As soon as he was in a good mood, his mouth became poor, and his gossiping little heart was ready to move: "Brother, I heard from my sister that I saw you and so-and-so this morning, and God Yu was not with you? A new rival has appeared, why? Can stand still—isn't he in danger?"

Du Xu pointed to Feng Zhuolin's nose and warned, "Don't slander Big Brother Qing Yu for nothing, make it sound like you have an old rival in love."

"There are!" Feng Zhuolin looked at him in surprise, "Brother, have you forgotten the love letters stuffed in the locker door of your locker?"

Du Xu thought about it, the management of the junior high school team was not as strict as that of the high school, and it also had a "play house" nature. He told the teacher on duty that anyone could enter, so that the cracks in the doors of his cabinets were always the hardest hit areas. , Every time you open it, you have to be careful not to be buried by the paper.

"Actually, I have forgotten all the faces of the girl who gave me the love letter, and I don't remember any of them." Du Xu said honestly, "I just thought it was very cool at the time. I just let it go after the coolness, and I didn't plan to tear it apart at all."

"...It's not easy for you to get out of the order." Feng Zhuolin said sincerely, "Fortunately, there is God Yu...Brother, do you know what happened to God Yu today? Sister from the class next door, she told me that she didn't see you coming with Yu Shen this morning."

"The phone is turned off, and there is no one at home—" Du Xu said helplessly, "If Li Wei hadn't said that his mother called him to ask for leave, I would have thought it was another human trafficker who ate NPC and province and abducted him."

"What human trafficker?" Feng Zhuolin didn't understand.

"It's okay, let me just say it casually." Du Xu was a little annoyed. He subconsciously wanted to touch the cigarette, but when he touched the chocolate box, he found that it contained real chocolate beans instead of dark cigarettes. He could only wave his hand and change the subject abruptly. "I see that you and Lao Gao have a strong CP relationship, why don't you try bending one first?"

"I wipe—" Feng Zhuolin grabbed his schoolbag in horror, jumped up, and ran away, "Brother, I, I, I, I'm going back! Let my mother know that I will definitely break my leg if I miss class!"

Du Xu laughed wildly.

One of the campus horror legends, "Laughter on the Roof", stopped for a long time. Du Xu lay back on the roof, not caring that his freshly washed coat was used as a rag, and wiped a piece of floor tiles clean.He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and called Yu Yu again. He listened to the mechanical female voice repeating "The person you dialed has turned off" in Chinese and English, and looked at the gloomy sky in a daze.

Du Xu's intuition told him that something must have happened to Yu Yu—even if it wasn't him who had the accident, it was something serious in his family.

This sense of powerlessness that can only wait is really frustrating. The only consolation is that Li Wei is sure and sure that it is Yu Yu's mother who called to ask for leave, not someone pretending to be.

Something really happened to the Yu family——

Yu Yu pinched a stack of receipts in her hand, and she still didn't recover.He passed by a ward. An old man was pushed by the nurse to the emergency room. The old man's son and daughter followed her with tears and swollen eyes. A bunch of carefully wrapped carnations were scattered on the ground at the door of the ward, and a few petals fell away from the mother's body The place was stepped on several times.

Flowers can be regarded as a kind of spiritual sustenance... Although it is useless, the reality is not O. Henry's novel, and one cannot rely on an ivy leaf to overcome disease.

He walked around a petal that was about to be crushed, and a few steps forward was the ward where old man Yu lived—the ward where he used to live.

When he came to visit last night, the old man was in very good spirits. He even ate half a bowl of rice, but he had a low fever.Yu Yu helped put away the dishes and handed them to the nurse, and suddenly heard the old man ask him, "What's your relationship with Du Xu?"

Yu Yu was taken aback.

"Don't underestimate the eyesight of the elderly." Old Master Yu smiled, "The way he looks at you, and the way you look at him, are exactly the same as when your grandma looked at me."

"..." Yu Yu didn't know how to answer.

Just say that your grandson is bent into a ball?

Even if it didn't make the old man so angry that he went to see Marx on the spot.

"Forget it, you know it in your own mind. As an old man who is about to enter the earth, I won't talk too much to be annoying... That kid Du Xu is pretty good." Old Master Yu didn't say anything more on this issue, and Yu Yu didn't understand it yet. What did he mean? He asked Yu Yu's initial grades again, "I'm old and my memory is not very good...Xiao Yu, do you still have your report card?"

"Bring it." Yu Yu pulled out the initial report card that had been stuck in it from the page of alternating current in the physics book, and handed a thin A4 paper to Mr. Yu.

"Okay, okay..." The old man squinted his eyes and looked at the bright "731" for a while, "Xiaoyu, what major do you miss in college?"

Looking up at the white eyes in the hospital ward, Yu Yu subconsciously replied: "Doctor."

Mr. Yu put the report card on his knee, "Grandpa still hopes that you can choose your favorite major. You seem to like drawing?"

"Yeah." Yu Yu responded, inexplicably thinking of Du Xu's sentence "It's not bad to be admitted to the police academy" and the shabby human trafficker's den, hesitated, "Actually... I think being a policeman is also pretty good."

"Then it's good for you to get into an art academy or a police academy. Don't listen to what they say that studying art and becoming a policeman has no future. Just go to the school you like." Old Master Yu smiled. He coughed a few times and took Yu Yu's hand. I took two sips of the water that came, "I'm a little sleepy, I'll sleep for a while..."

He closed his eyes, Yu Yu helped the old man lay the bed flat, got up and dumped the oxidized and discolored apple pieces on the bedside table, took two steps with the garbage bag in hand, and suddenly realized that something was wrong——

Too quiet.

There seemed to be no one in the whole ward except him.

He turned his head abruptly. The old man on the hospital bed looked serene, holding his No.1 report card in his hand.

With a "click", the garbage bag fell to the feet, and a few yellowed apple pieces rolled to the floor, but no one paid attention to them.

Yu Yu habitually walked to the door of the ward, stared blankly at the cleaned ward for a while, and then remembered that her mother was waiting for him downstairs, and this ward was empty.

In other words, there is no one for the time being—new patients will come in soon.

He hurried downstairs and bumped into his mother who was about to enter the door.

"Why is your phone turned off?"

Yu Yu took out the phone and took a look, "It's out of battery."

"Where's the power bank?"

"Did not bring."

"Recharge your phone next time you go out..." Mother Yu frowned and wanted to say something, but finally she could only sigh helplessly, "Otherwise, I wouldn't even be able to find out where you are."

"Yes." Yu Yu replied.

Mother Yu and her son went to check out the procedures separately. The people from the funeral home came very quickly. In the morgue behind the city hospital, Mr. Yu had already changed into his shroud. The staff was putting leggings on the old man's ankles, and the handkerchief was placed on the left. In the cuffs, put the left gold and right silver ingots and rings, put the bell in the mouth, and finally Yu Yu's father put the back money for the old man.

The old man's feet are facing west, implying that he wishes the dead to go to the western paradise.Yu Yu silently watched the people in the funeral home hold the "farewell ceremony" in a formal manner, and suddenly realized that the "superstition" that she despised before had some truth in this kind of time.

Have a good journey, I hope you have a safe and happy life in the future.

The author has something to say: have a good journey, and hope that the old man will be safe and happy in his next life.

[Thank you Miss Miyamori for the grenade, thank you Miss Ming Ruoxi for the mines and nutrient solution, thank you Miss Jiang Gao for the nutrient solution, I love you all (＾U＾)ノ~]