The Pentium Era - South to North

On the afternoon of the first day of the new year, Lao Tao came back. He was very happy to see Meng Ping and told Zhang Chen that Master Meng is getting better. Really, I have been in the hospital for so long. I can tell that Master Meng is really well. Woke up.

Zhang Chen believes what he said. In this regard, he can be said to have read countless people, and the people he has read are all people who are on the line of life and death. In this regard, he is the natural authority, even more powerful than all instruments. And doctors, but also authority.

At the same time, Zhang Chen also felt sad in his heart. Even if he gets better, what can he do? Since his fate is irreversible, everything is just an interlude, just a wave. Just like that night, Meng Ping could still sit up, seemingly conscious. He murmured for a long time like Wuxi dialect.

This night was still uneventful. Lao Tao, Zhang Chen, and Li Yang were in the ward, taking turns looking at Meng Ping. When he took off his oxygen mask, he immediately helped him put it back on until it was dark outside. Meng Ping stopped taking off the oxygen mask and finally fell asleep.

Zhang Chen breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that another day had passed for Meng Ping. No, no, Zhang Chen remembered that another year had passed.

The daytime in the second grade of junior high school was lively. There were so many women in the room, and everyone took turns trying to make Meng Ping happy. Although for Meng Ping, all the expressions in this world had been removed, but listening to these familiar chatter in his ears The sound could at least let him know that he was still alive in this world.

Zhang Chen wanted to see Meng Ping off, so he stayed in the ward as long as possible. He no longer went to the hospital after dinner every day, but hurried home early in the morning, took a shower, and took three or four supplements. After sleeping for an hour, I went to the hospital at two or three o'clock in the afternoon.

After the company holiday, Liu Yun became Zhang Chen's full-time driver. She picked him up at the hospital every morning and took him back to the hospital in the afternoon. Zhang Chen felt very sorry. He said, "In fact, you don't need to work so hard. I can drive myself." .

Liu Yun held the steering wheel with her hands and looked into the distance: "No, you are in a trance and it is not safe."

After a pause, he added: "Anyway, on days like this, there are no traffic jams on the road. Shanghai is like another Shanghai."

After sending Zhang Chen home, Liu Yun followed. Zhang Chen took a bath and went to bed, but Liu Yun would not leave. She sat on the sofa and worked for a while, then got up to prepare lunch. When Zhang Chen woke up, the dishes were already placed on the dining table.

Zhang Chen looked at Liu Yun and said thank you!

Liu Yun always defended herself by saying: "If I don't take good care of you, Yaomei will settle the score with me when she comes back. She repeatedly asked me to promise that she will take good care of you."

The two of them smiled, sat down to eat, cleaned up, and went to the hospital.

In fact, Zhang Chen could have stayed in a hotel next to the hospital just like Qian Fang and the others.

But he enjoyed the feeling of going back and forth. He looked out the window greedily, sometimes with squinted eyes, but he still looked out the window and was reluctant to fall asleep. He had never been as interested in a city and the scenery outside the car window as he was now. He was so obsessed with everything. Looking out the window at Shanghai, which was much quieter, he still had a solid feeling in his heart that the world was still there.

The whole night, he sat on Meng Ping's bedside and watched him breathing under the oxygen mask. Death seemed to be something that could be touched with his hands. It was so close that Zhang Chen felt that he could smell its breath. The moment he stood up or sat down, lowered his head or turned around, death could come at any time and take Meng Ping away gently and skillfully.

It was from this moment that Zhang Chen began to feel that life is so fragile. It is more fragile than a withered and curled leaf, which can turn into powder with a click, and death is not absolute, but has differences, such as Meng Ping's was different from him or Li Yang and Lao Tao. Zhang Chen was walking on the edge of life and death, but that was Meng Ping's edge of life and death.

It's not his, nor Li Yang's or Lao Tao's. Only Meng Ping's death is so close, so unavoidable and irresistible. That's unique to Meng Ping. For them, death is still far away, even if it's so close. This building will be hit by missiles and collapsed by earthquakes, but they are still on their way here.

Meng Ping will still be more fragile than them, more unprovoked, and for no reason, he will leave.

Throughout the night, Zhang Chen looked at Meng Ping, immersed in the imagination and thinking of life and death. This made him feel very tired. Yes, he was also in a trance. He felt like he was about to drown. What was happening outside the car window The city pulled him back and let him breathe. Zhang Chen enjoyed it very much.

As for Liu Yun, she was also happy with this daily return. Zhang Chen, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked as if he was dripping wet and had just been fished out of the water by her. His whole body was limp. He looks a little distressed, and you have the urge to hug him into your arms.

They hardly talked along the way. Zhang Chen kept looking out the window. When he looked out the window, he looked a little sad and blue. Liu Yun knew that this was because of Meng Ping, but it didn't seem to be all. His sadness was a lot. Sometimes, it seems to be innate, with no specific reason. This is... temperament, right?

Liu Yun likes men with such temperament. She hopes that the road ahead has no end and can keep going like this. Liu Yun turns to look at Zhang Chen. Sometimes she reaches out her hand, pats his hand gently, or holds it. his hand.

Zhang Chen's hand was very obedient at this time, lying so quietly in her hand, just like him, sitting there quietly, looking out the window.

Sometimes Liu Yun was in a trance. She felt that Zhang Chen's hand was really like a shrunken whole person. When he was lying in her hand, it was like lying in her arms.

The outside world is neither humble nor overbearing. After the crowds are sparse, Shanghai looks calm and unhurried, and Liu Yun drives calmly.

At around seven o'clock in the evening of the second grade of junior high school, after the others who had been in the ward for a day left, Liu Yun did not leave. She said she wanted to stay a little longer.

Apart from Meng Ping, there were only three people left in the ward: Zhang Chen, Liu Yun and Lao Tao. Li Yang had to go back to Nanjing with Ye Yilan to sign an agreement the next day, and he wanted to drive, so Zhang Chen asked him to come with them. gone.

Liu Yun and Lao Tao said, "Master Tao, please, can you go out and play for a while."

Lao Tao understood that this was asking him to avoid what they wanted to discuss. Lao Tao said okay, closed the door and walked out, going downstairs to the ward where the fellow was nursing, to chat with the fellow.

After Lao Tao left, Liu Yun didn't say anything to Zhang Chen. Zhang Chen felt a little strange, but he didn't ask.

At around eight o'clock, someone knocked on the door. Liu Yun said please come in. The door opened, and a stranger in his thirties walked in quickly. He walked around the ward, looked at Meng Ping on the bed, and then Looking at Zhang Chen and Liu Yun, they walked out without saying a word. Before he could reach the door, another person walked in. Zhang Chen was surprised and stood up quickly.

The man who walked in was Li Yong.

The person who came in before walked out, closed the door, and stood outside.

Li Yong called: "Zhang Chen, sister."

Zhang Chen was still a little stunned, Liu Yun nodded and shouted: "Yongzi."

Zhang Chen looked at Li Yong and Liu Yun and understood. It turned out that Liu Yun had known that Li Yong would come in the evening, so he pushed Lao Tao away.

Li Yong called Liu Yun and said that he was in Shanghai today and would go to the hospital to see Meng Ping in the evening. He hoped to see Liu Yun there. This time, Liu Yun did not refuse. She felt that this might be the best time she and Li Yong met. It was a good occasion and place. Li Yong went to the hospital to see an old friend. No matter who he met by chance in the ward, it was a normal thing and no one would think much about it.

Li Yong hugged Zhang Chen and Liu Yun, then walked to Meng Ping's bedside and sat down on the bedside. Li Yong reached out and held Meng Ping's hand, calling softly: "Lao Meng, Lao Meng."

Meng Ping opened his eyes, looked at Li Yong, and said in a weak voice: "Are you here?"

"Come here, come here." Li Yong said, "You, Lao Meng, are in hospital. I have to come and see you no matter what. I also want to drink with you."

Meng Ping smiled and said, "I can't drink anymore."

Li Yong originally wanted to say, nonsense, when you get better, we can still drink. He himself felt that this was too hypocritical. Li Yong said:

"It doesn't matter, there are still memories... Lao Meng, these days I often think of our days in Haicheng. We were wild, wild, and high-spirited, and just thought, it's so damn good to be young."

Meng Ping nodded and said, "It's great to be young."

Li Yong wanted to say something more, but felt that nothing could be said. He held Meng Ping's hand and shook it, choking.

A tear also rolled down from the corner of Meng Ping's eye.

Liu Yun walked over, took out a tissue, wiped the tears from the corners of Meng Ping's eyes, took out another tissue, wiped it for Li Yong, and cursed:

"Don't be ashamed, you are such an adult and still crying."

"I want you to take care of it. This is Lao Meng. Whatever Lao Meng and I do together is normal. Lao Meng, are you right?" Li Yong said.

Meng Ping nodded.

The three people gathered around Meng Ping's hospital bed and talked for more than half an hour. Li Yong looked at his watch and said, I have to leave. I have to meet two people when I return to the hotel.

Li Yong patted Meng Ping's hand and said to him: "Old Meng, take good care of yourself. I will come see you again after a while."

Meng Ping shook his head and said, "No, thank you, I can't see it anymore."

"Nonsense, who said you can't see it." Li Yong finally said something against his will.

Liu Yun and Li Yong hugged again at the door, and Liu Yun said: "Damn fat man, be fine."

Li Yong nodded and said, "I understand, sister."

Li Yong opened the door and went out. Zhang Chen sent them downstairs, but Liu Yun did not follow.

They arrived at the downstairs of the inpatient department. There was an Audi parked at the door. There was a person standing next to the car. Zhang Chen and Li Yong walked over. The man quickly opened the car door, but Li Yong did not get in the car, but walked outside. Looking around the garden, he saw a terrazzo chair. Li Yong said, "Come on, let's go sit there."

Zhang Chen followed Li Yong and sat down on the chair. The person who walked into the ward in front also followed him, but he did not come closer. Instead, he stopped seven or eight meters away from them. The three of them were like this Standing and sitting two at a time, in the cold wind outside.

Li Yong sighed and said to Zhang Chen: "Zhang Chen, I said earlier that it's good to be young, and it's really not perfunctory. Last year, I sent away two old colleagues who were about the same age as us. At that time, I was a little shocked. I felt unimaginable. , I didn’t expect that at the end of the year, something happened to Lao Meng, and when everyone around him left one by one, I felt that I was really old.”

Zhang Chen nodded.

Li Yong said: "When I was young, I never had this feeling. Death was a word we talked about casually. At that time, death was like a joke. How could we take it seriously?"

Zhang Chen said: "I had this feeling last year. Last year, I invited some old colleagues from the theater company to have dinner. As soon as we sat down, everyone was talking to each other about the three highs. After the meal, we didn't leave. After passing my body, I had a feeling at that time, this is not drinking at all, it is completely like a sunset dinner for the elderly."

Li Yong laughed and said, "Is it true that you can't drink this, and you can't drink that?"

Zhang Chen was right, "When I was young, I didn't care about this. When I was young, I would pour Sanjiu Weitai into wine and drink it together when I had stomach problems."

Yes, that's it. Li Yong said.

They sat outside for more than ten minutes. The man took a few steps closer and reminded Li Yong: "Chief, it's cold outside, or you can go to the car and talk."

Li Yong looked at Zhang Chen, and the two of them laughed in unison. Li Yong said, "Did you see that when I was young, even if I was rolling in the snow, no one would think anything."

Following these words, he actually reminded Li Yong that the time was up. Li Yong stood up and said, "Let's go, Zhang Chen."

Zhang Chen sent Li Yong to the car. Li Yong held his hand and said to him: "Zhang Chen, see Lao Meng off for me."

Zhang Chen said yes.

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