MTL - The Road Home-Chapter 41 Where to go (5)

The day they broke up.

Afternoon is making a phone call in the telecommunications office lobby opposite the school gate.

The IC card's public telephone lined up six telephones next to the floor-to-ceiling windows on the side of the telecommunication office lobby, all of whom were people. Gui Xiao waited in line, waited until the evening study began, and finally an aunt gave up.

She sat in the black leather seat, inserted the IC card into the slot of the card, and dialed the number that was familiar to her.

Four months.

The call was either not in the army or it was inconvenient to answer the call. It's rare to get through, she complained and complained, and he didn't speak ... until now he was afraid to call him, and she regretted many times when she hung up the phone. How did her temper like this have been in recent months? Sentences are thorny.

She wanted to say, Lu Chen had an accident at my house ...

She wanted to say that I was at home every day, watching my parents divorce, and seeing the woman. I used to adore my father, but now I particularly hate him and pity my mother. I ca n’t sleep at night, I do n’t understand in class, every subject teacher talks to me ...

I want to say more tonight, I said to report my dad, he threw everything out of me.

There were so many words in his heart, but he couldn't return.

After waiting for a long time, he finally appeared on the other side of the phone: "Finance? Something urgent?"

She heard him gasping slightly, and tears kept falling: "Is it inconvenient to call you so late?"

He did not deny: "OK, hurry up, it's okay."

She waited for more than 40 minutes in line, and she was studying late at night. She had no time to buy dinner in the cafeteria ...

"Return to dawn?" Lu Chen whispered his name.

"I want to hear from you, can you say more?" Gui Xiao said softly, sucking his nose, and turning the tissue in the pocket of the school skirt. No ... I had to wipe my tears with my back. "... I miss you, Lu Chen."

"A cold? Hot cold?"

"A bit."

"Go buy some medicine, will you?"

"Ok……"

Behind a public telephone man saw Gui Xiao holding his body, crying with his head against the plastic board next to the phone, still refusing to cry, surrendered to look here and lively.

"Why not talk?" He paused. "If it's okay, I'll hang up first. Remember to buy medicine."

"... Don't hang up?"

"I'll look for you after the training, and wait three more months."

"Don't you hang up, Lu Chen? I haven't talked to you for almost four months ..."

"..."

She couldn't hold her back and cried.

I heard her crying too many times in these four months, one in Beijing and one in the frontier, totally helpless. He didn't understand and could not persuade her. She cried so hard that she could hardly restrain herself and choked to her throat while listening to the microphone. She really couldn't understand why she couldn't speak well. She must use crying to solve ...

"Quiet, can you be a little sensible?"

"... No, why would anyone want me to be sensible?"

He fisted into the phone room, pressed against the frosted glass, and shook slightly from his forearm to his hand. The whole portrait is a string that is stretched down and stretched, and is pressed indefinitely ... In her cry, forcing herself to calm down, and then calm down: "Hang up, wait for my training--"

"Lu Chen, you dare to hang up with me again, never again ... you don't want to see me again in your life ..."

As long as I think of this clip, the blind sound in the microphone is still clear in my ear.

But he didn't say that the halal was pressed by himself, or he threw the microphone in a hurry.

As soon as this line was broken, it was almost nine years.

***

Xu Zheng returned to Beijing with Gui Xiao's father that day.

Before leaving, the father-in-law went to the ward alone to meet Lu Yanchen, followed by the leaders from the two bases. Gui Yuanshan still held the tone of his superior, unwilling to see in front of outsiders that his father-in-law had special treatment for his son-in-law. Lu Yanchen used to be a public official, waiting for the two leaders and father-in-law to end their condolences.

Gui Yuanshan took his hand: "Tough work."

The two eyes met, and Gui Yuanshan patted Lu Yanchen's back again.

That night, Gui Xiao took his daughter to see his dad.

Since the baby was still too small to hold the small body board with both hands, she did not dare to hold it by herself, and asked the nurse to help push the little baby crib with the roller wheel to show him. Under the guidance of the nurse, Lu Yanchen learned to hug the baby, but he had to be more careful than him when he opened the bomb. After holding it for a while, he was afraid that he would not be able to sit on his own and fell off his daughter. He carefully returned it to Guixiao.

The first time I was a dad, although the posture I was holding was very unattractive, it was a real hug.

Lu Yanchen is in good health and will soon be out of bed.

The place where he was seriously injured was his back, but there were also many injuries on his body, and his leg was broken. He had to ask the nurse to take himself to surprise his wife. The nurse was also a caring person. After sending him to the ward, he said that he would pick it up an hour later, and he made room for the young couple.

Inside the door, the curtains next to the hospital bed were half-covered, and I could see Gui Xiao's feet curled up, murmuring in the transparent crib, muttering that I wanted to sing a lullaby, but I wouldn't , Pretending to be there.

Lu Yanchen pushed over the wheelchair and picked the curtain to see that she was drinking milk tea with a big straw. The lullaby that was incongruous and incomplete was abrupt, and she was surprised: "Can you get out of bed?"

"Can confinement drink milk tea?" He was concerned about this.

"Yes, I'll drink more of this milk."

She scooped a paper cup of tea with milk onto the bedside table and moved the little crate in front of him.

The little girl opened her eyes and kicked her legs very seriously. Unique rhythm.

"I was weird yesterday, and she didn't even smile. I still want to follow you after this temper. I can't stand it," Gui Xiao said, lying on the bed with his arms gently on the edge of the crib. I can't laugh until a month. "

He reached into his daughter's face with his right hand, and shaved the little face with his fingertips.

The daughter stopped, without warning, and cried wow.

...

"... I'm hungry." Gui Xiao reassured Lu Yanchen based on her experience as a mother for a few days.

She hugged her daughter skillfully, and was about to feed her, but felt wrong.

Lu Yanchen's attitude of "Nice, can finally see how to feed", calmly leaned to the wheelchair and waited to see. "What's so nice ... Turn it over, turn it over." She was embarrassed when the doctor taught her how to breastfeed, and she was in front of Lu Yanchen-even worse.

Lu Yanchen raised her eyebrows slightly and did not move.

As a newly-launched young mother, Gui Xiao made a decisive choice, pulled the curtain up, and leaned back to hide from him.

Crying disappeared across the curtain.

Quiet in the ward, a big clock on the wall dutifully counted the minutes for them. Lu Yanchen thought that the shyness of Gui Xiaogang's mother would fade in two or three days, and it would not be too late to look at it. So, sitting in a wheelchair bored, listening to the movement of the second hand, to conceive the picture behind the curtain-

"That Xu Xu," he asked suddenly, "how did you meet?"

After so many years of empty work, it is really unclear what kind of friends he has made in these days of high school and work. With the exception of Qin Mingyu's girlfriend who suddenly fell from the sky, Gui Xiao's circles have no chance to understand. In particular, this Xu Yan seems to be too special.

"High school classmates," Gui Xiao said behind the curtain.

One second, two seconds, three seconds--

A pair of **** eyes came out from behind the curtain and asked softly, "You're jealous? He already has a wife, didn't he tell you?" Lu Yanchen seemed incomprehensible: "I thought he and you were Relatives. "

Gui Xiaohu looked at him suspiciously, and Lu Yanchen was frowned, and he sternly said, "Go and feed."

... is just jealous. It doesn't matter if it is flying vinegar.

Gui Xiao ate honey and went behind the curtains in secret: "Isn't my mother sick during high school? He helped me and let his father operate on my mother. His father was the most authoritative doctor in the industry at the time. The grace of dripping water is reported to Yongquan, so even if he hasn't been closely connected for so many years, as long as he speaks to borrow money, Gui Xiao will definitely help.

Gui Xiao doesn't like to mention those years.

She hugged her baby behind the curtain and fumbled to find her mobile phone. She handed it out across the curtain and gave Lu Yanchen: "My mother called me in the morning. She said that she was an elder and could not take the initiative to call the first time. When you call, you look for it, and it's the first one in the call log. My mother is serious and serious, much more serious than my dad. Let me give you a shot ... "

She didn't talk much about her parents and was closer to her mother. He also heard her talk when she was a kid. Her mother was diplomatic and she was very serious. When she was a kid, she often took her to fly around because of work, which made her long. Time frightens airsickness; and parents are blind dated and acquainted with each other. They have formed the same family because they share the same ideal of the revolutionary cause, and their values ​​are equal. From this, he concluded from a young age that free love is greater than heaven—

Lu Yanchen rummaged through the call records, but there was a moment of being rushed by his mother-in-law's "parade".

Think about it, still out of the ward.

The returning ward was at the end of the corridor, facing the window.

He dialed out of his politely out of courtesy, and after a long waiting tone, the other party picked up: "Hey, hello."

Auntie? Not quite right.

Lu Yanchen sternly called "Mom", his throat was astringent, and then he said, "I'm Lu Yanchen, hello, I'm sorry to talk to you so late."

The elder over there was really the first time a young man called his mother, paused for a long while, and laughed.

What Lu Yanchen didn't expect is that Gui Xiao's mother first mentioned the removal of overseas Chinese, saying that she heard someone say that without Lu Yanchen and his colleagues, the two girls are very likely to sacrifice. : "Thank you, Xiaolu, thank you." Successive thanks made Lu Yanchen speechless, and sent a sentence to serve the people ...

The other party returned to the topic: "My father and I have different opinions since the beginning, and I have no objection to the matter between you. At that time, Xiaoxiao showed me a lot of papers for your high school exam, saying that you have the best literature and literature, These are all Fan Wen in the class. I know she wants to hear me praise you, and she has taken it seriously. It is very good, and I can see that your child has a high-minded and ambitious. Later Xiao Xiao said that he was separated from you. I also feel very sorry. "

It was another unexpected sentence.

He loved reading books to pass the time, and he did have a good grade in Chinese. Even the deserted junior high school and high school did not fall. At the end of the college entrance examination at that time, Gui Xiao collected his Chinese papers for the third year of high school for the purpose of "learning". He also thought that it was a little girl with some memory in mind.

In the year of Li, he received such praise from the mouth of an elder who had never been in contact, and it was inexplicable. Somewhat strange ...

The length of the call was considerable and he returned to the ward.

Gui Xiao had already fed her milk. Just after eating the small half cup of pearl milk tea left before feeding, she saw Lu Yanchen and asked, "Why do you and my mother have so much to say? What did they say?"

Lu Yanchen repeated it, and Gui Xiao heard the word "composition" and laughed on the pillow: "Don't look at me like that, I just think you write well," she recalled, telling him, "you three If it ’s written in a paper, I used it for the college entrance examination. "

It was a pity that she didn't understand the meaning when she was together, but she understood the meaning behind the words that year: life is foolish and hard-working.