I pulled the grass

Our estimates of people's hearts are always too simple, or we always give too much certainty to destiny.There are many things, a difference in one thought, a world of difference.

The obsession with obsession with obsession can grow into a disease, which at some point swallows rationality.

After the results of the semi-final written test came out, Lu Wange breathed a sigh of relief and entered the experimental competition, which will be held a week later.

Lu Wanzong was still at work on Sunday. Lu Wange checked his grades and called. He rang twice before he was picked up. He heard Lu Wanzong's hoarse voice: "Have you got your grades yet?"

Lu Wange was taken aback, seeing that he was fine yesterday, why is he so dumb: "It's out, you should be able to enter the experiment. What's wrong with you?"

There was another cough in my ear, and I heard that I was trying my best to endure it, but I still let it out a few times: "It's okay, I may have caught a cold."

He also said that it was all right, which made it uncomfortable to hear. Lu Wange clenched his lips and tried to slow down his voice: "Have you seen a doctor? Have you taken any medicine?"

The expected answer: "No. Oh, wait."

"You wait for me, I'll be with you." Lu Wange hung up the phone resolutely, regardless of whether he answered or not, and whether it delayed his work.

He took a jacket casually, zipped it up and went downstairs, touched his pockets, took his mobile phone with him, ran and shouted to Zhang Chuli: "I'm going to find my brother, I won't come back for lunch." If you go to school, if you go directly to the company and come back in the afternoon, Lu Wanzong will not agree.

Zhang Chuli saw that he rushed out of the gate without saying a word, and then saw someone running back, and went up the stairs in two steps in three steps, and said quickly: "Don't worry, don't worry, is your brother okay?" The man said to himself, "This child is rarely so frizzy."

Lu Wange had already come down from upstairs, carrying a bag: "It's all right, I've called a car, it'll be there in a while, I'm in a hurry."

"Then be careful on the road." Following her last words, Lu Wange had disappeared.

"Yes, yes, call a taxi." Lu Wange took out his mobile phone while running, and said to himself, "Get to the intersection first, and take a taxi if you have a car." Lu Wanzong's suppressed cough seemed to be in his ears, making him very anxious.

Fortunately, it was not the rush hour for taxis, and an available taxi came before the taxi was called. Lu Wange quickly stretched out his hand, got in and said, "Lu's Technology. Can you drive faster, master?"

The driver master is a talker: "Young man, slow is fast, fast is slow. Look, if we overtake and get blocked in the end, will it be fast or slow? If we are slow, we just catch up with the green light of the traffic light, and we will pass. Did you say it was fast too?"

Lu Wange's mind was full of Lu Wanzong's hoarse voice, so he didn't have the mood to listen to his speaking speed, and only checked the time frequently.

The driver didn’t get angry when he didn’t listen to anyone’s response, and continued, “Does the boy go to high school? He’s about the same age as my kid. Alas, high school is stressful. I’m busy too, so I don’t have time to worry about him. I’m all on my own. Last week I heard his mother said that he was still fighting with someone. How old is he, and still fighting? I was so angry that I wanted to whip him with a belt. If you said you couldn’t beat him, you ran away. But guess what my kid said? He said that he admired the person who beat him. I don’t know who he followed, and his brains are all crooked. Alas, but this is also good, timid, so as not to cause trouble. But is it still timid after all fights?”

When Lu Wange heard the fight, his heart skipped a beat, and he glanced at the driver, chubby, this...couldn't be Jia Dai's father, could it?Is there such a coincidence in the world?