In the ward, Qin Jin's and my voices overlapped and rang out alternately.Listening to the singing, I suddenly had a hallucination, as if the person who sang the duet with Qin Jin was not me, but Xiyan. What I heard was clearly Xiyan's voice.

Xiyan and I seem to be one person, is it me singing my heart out for her, or is she confiding through my voice? "Just now, I dreamed about my mother. I miss my mother so much, I really want to go home..." Xiyan's eyes were cloudy, still unconscious after the operation, but she was in good spirits. She suddenly said, "Wuxin, I gave Tell me a story, about my father and my mother." "Your father?" My heart skipped a beat. The legend of the owner of the mysterious tomb in Pankeng has always been the biggest suspense in my heart. Do I finally know the answer?

"I seem to know my father a little bit..." Xi Yan's eyes looked at the sky above the ward, at the depths of her own heart, at the vicissitudes and scars of the past twenty years. It was March when warblers flew and grass grew.A small town in the south of the Yangtze River. Amidst the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, Lin Dazhi was hung from the beams in the yard and beaten. The whip dipped in salt water rang loudly on his bare shoulders, back, and arms. Hard! See if your bones are hard or your whip is hard?!" Fifteen-year-old Lin Dazhi just gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

From noon to dusk, the eldest lady came back from the school, startled by the sound of whipping, saw the blood and sweat dripping from Dazhi's body, dripping down from the wound, she was shocked and shouted: "Stop! Why did you beat him? Still hitting so hard?" "Report to Miss, he stole!" the servant reported. Unexpectedly, Lin Dazhi, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly opened his mouth and said loudly: "I didn't steal it!" He looked eagerly at the eldest lady, his eyes were bloodshot, not begging for mercy, but longing.Longing for her to believe, longing for her to understand, longing for her to know his innocence.

The servant was taken aback by this confession, and without thinking about it, he whipped him: "Are you still stubborn?!" "Stop! I told you to stop, did you hear me?" The eldest lady got angry, and ordered coquettishly, "Let him go." "But……" "Let him go!" The eldest lady seldom asked about family affairs, and even less gave orders.But this time, he seemed very determined, "If there is anything, I will tell my father." Lin Dazhi was released and carried into the servant's room bloody.The spirit, however, prefers it very much, and keeps saying to Xiaohong, the maid who secretly came to take care of him: "It was the eldest lady who saved me. The eldest lady said that she will make the decision for me."

Xiaohong wiped her tears: "Why were you beaten so badly? Did it hurt?" "Skin trauma, it's okay, just apply some medicine." "But where is the medicine? How about I go to the master's room to steal some? The master has the best Yunnan Baiyao, which is the most effective in curing bruises." "No, don't mention this word stealing. The eldest lady said that she believes that I didn't steal anything. We can't shame her." "But……" At this time, the eldest lady came, she refused to open the curtain directly, but stood outside the door and greeted softly: "Is Xiaohong in?"

Obviously to see Dazhi.But he just asked Xiaohong.This is the identity of everyone's lady. Dazhi hurriedly raised his head: "Miss is here, this room is dirty..." Xiaohong has already quickly opened the curtain to let the eldest lady in. Dazhi struggled to support himself and sat for a while, but he still lay down with an "Aiyo".Xiao Hong yelled and rushed over to support her, her tears had already flowed down first. The eldest lady also walked over in three steps and two steps, and gently pressed him: "Don't get up, be careful to tear the wound." In her hand was a porcelain vase of Yunnan Baiyao, painted with mountains and rivers, it was so pretty.The eldest lady's face is more beautiful, her eyebrows are mountainous and her eyes are watery, and any expression is a picture. She put the bottle on the bedside and said softly, "This medicine is applied three times a day to stop bleeding and remove stasis. It is the most effective." After explaining, turn around and leave.Dazhi, in desperation, grabbed her hand in a daze, and kowtowed on the pillow: "Thank you, Miss, thank you." The eldest lady was a little annoyed, she withdrew her hand abruptly, she collected herself, not wanting to have an attack, she just said softly: "Take care of yourself." Her shadow disappeared behind the dirty door curtain. Dazhi's eyes pierced through the door curtain and followed him all the way out. Xiaohong said: "Missy is a good person." Dazhi is silent. Xiaohong said again: "I made you a pair of shoes...how about I make a pair for the eldest lady and embroider them with flowers, maybe she will like it." Dazhi remained silent. Xiaohong said again: "Just treat her as your help and thank her." Dazhi finally spoke, the edges and corners of his cheeks loomed, it was a sentence that burst out from his cavity, as heavy as a thousand catties of black iron, and he could never take it back when he uttered it. He said: "I am willing to die for her, one hundred times..." "It's so beautiful." After the story was told, I sighed deeply, "This is called love, right? Lin Dazhi, is your father?" "Yes." Xiyan nodded her head in a daze, with such deep sadness in her eyes, "It is very beautiful, but unfortunately, my mother is not that charming lady, but the maid Xiaohong." "It's Xiaohong?" I was stunned.Well, this marriage was doomed to be a tragedy from the very beginning. I somewhat guessed Xiyan's life experience: "Your mother loves your father, but your father loves the young lady?" "It's not just love, it's an ideal." Xi Yan sighed, "My father guards Missy's heart, just like a Christian guards his god. His feelings for Missy can no longer be described as love, but Worship is faith, and his whole world exists for the eldest lady." Xiyan continued quietly, "Dad left the landlord's house in the spring of the second year and joined the revolution. After liberation, he came back with military exploits and started looking for Missy everywhere, but only found Xiaohong. Xiaohong was still so kind to him. Infatuated, obedient, but he refused to marry her, and told her clearly that he wanted to find the eldest lady, and if he couldn't find her, he would never marry for the rest of his life. Xiaohong said: "Okay, you can find her. If you find her, I will marry you." Waiting for you two; I can't find it, I've been waiting for you. Dazhi said, how can I be worthy of the eldest lady? How dare I have that extravagant hope? I just want to find her and work hard for her. Find her, I will marry you immediately, and the two of us will serve her, no matter what happens in the world, she will always be our eldest lady." In the tape recorder, Qin Jin is singing: "Oh, no matter if love is passionate or ruthless, life still has to go, don't say love is bitter, don't say love is bitter, you should know it after you have loved." I sighed deeply, the infatuation between Dazhi and Xiaohong is a masterpiece.Helpless love in the world always seems to be owed by someone else.Missy is Lin Dazhi's creditor, Lin Dazhi is Xiaohong's creditor, who is Missy's creditor? "What happened next?" I asked. "Did he find her later?" "Then the 'Cultural Revolution' came. Dad inquired about the eldest lady everywhere, and someone told him that he had seen her in a criticism meeting in Meizhou. Dad heard about it, and rushed all the way to Meizhou overnight to save her, but he heard that she went to He went to a reform-through-labor farm, but he didn’t know which farm it was. So he searched for one farm after another. He traveled all over half of China like this, but he always stopped after hearing some news, and he couldn’t find it in the end. Later I heard that she died. Dad turned gray all night, his search ended, but his ideals and enthusiasm disappeared. He spent half his life looking for the eldest lady, and my mother waited for him half of his life. Finally, my father was also moved. At that time, I married my mother and had me. I was born when my father was fifty years old. It stands to reason that he should be very happy to have a daughter when he is old. But unexpectedly, eight years ago, he suddenly disappeared. I didn’t stay behind. I heard from my mother that he seemed to have heard the news about the eldest lady from somewhere. In the past eight years, I almost grew up with my mother’s tears, and I kept saying to myself: I want to find my father, find me Him, ask him—is a half-life couple and a daughter better than a bottle of medicine? But I didn't expect that I only found my father's tomb..." Xi Yan cried. I finally saw her tears, like pearls, throbbing in the gravel of the clam, painful and crystal clear. After finally knowing Lin Xiyan's story, I never thought that the truth would be like this. Xi Yan is right, we are all children who grew up in broken families, but we have to struggle to find integrity. However, her father left her a tomb as an answer. Will she find completeness in the rest of her life? Moreover, this is only half of the truth, the truth that exists in Xiyan's mother's memory.Who would know the truth about Xiyan's father, and what about the young lady's story? Xiyan had already thought of and practiced all the methods she could think of while she was on leave. After checking the household registration office and death records, it was confirmed that Lin Dazhi died two years ago. The cause of death was acute pneumonia. The person who went through the formalities was The abbot of the temple.However, the abbot had wandered away half a year ago, and no one else knew about Lin Dazhi's lifetime. I asked Xi Yan: "So what are you going to do now? Continue to investigate, or go home?" "I want to stay in Meizhou. I am unwilling to leave like this. I can't explain to my mother like this. I have to wait for the abbot to come back. I must know the answer." I put my hand on hers and said, "Okay, I'll help you, let's find the truth together." Our tears flowed together, mine and hers.At this moment, the most thorough understanding and trust was suddenly reached.Even though I used to hate her so much, hurt her, and wanted to defeat her, but now, I just want to hug her tightly, give her warmth, and let her warm me.We are the loneliest two women who watch and help each other in the wind and dust.If we can't love each other, who will love us? Knowing Xiyan's story made me want to help her even more, to help her keep Qin Jin, love, and the last trace of warmth in this cold world. Maybe I can ask Gao Sheng again, if I show my female instinct of crying, making trouble, and cheating, he may not really leave any room for it, right? Holding a glimmer of hope, I hurried to the dormitory at dawn, hoping to ask Qin Jin to intercede with Gao Sheng, and explain in detail what happened yesterday.I even thought that if Mr. Gao refused, I would threaten him by surrendering to Mrs. Gao. However, when I rushed to the dormitory, I saw the Meiguang bus parked at the entrance of the building, as well as Gao Sheng and Gao Tai, who were full of frost. Their faces were full of pride and determination—there is nothing more embarrassing than firing employees. The boss can clearly realize his power and majesty now. A burst of cold air rushed up my spine, and my heart suddenly turned gray-it was too late, it was too late to say anything now, the situation was over. In entertainment organizations, the firing of employees has always been ordered to take effect immediately and immediately, not overnight.Because they are afraid that the employees will steal and make trouble or damage the company's property during the period before they leave.Now that the car has arrived, it is too late to say anything. I walked over slowly, watched with cold eyes, and found that there were five employees who were fired: the boss, the sauna supervisor, the western chef and the bartender. Obviously, this was a blood exchange planned by Gao Sheng and Gao Tai, but because of the trouble caused by the "male dog", the plan was forced to be postponed for a day, and Qin Jin was temporarily added to the blacklist for the same reason: not to worry about my job Work, make trouble. The security guard was checking the bartender's backpack and took out a bottle of foreign wine from it. Ah Rong was crying into tears while hugging the boy, but the boy was just laughing and smoking a cigarette indifferently. The western chef and the sauna master were swearing, But even anger is insincere, it's just the gesture that should be made at that time. Qin Jin packed his luggage early in the morning and sat in the car smoking silently. Walking around is something they have long been used to, but Xiyan is not used to it. If a person has true feelings, he will have friction with the world and be incompatible everywhere. I opened the car door and sat beside Qin Jin: "I'm sorry." "There's nothing I'm sorry about." Qin Jin smiled at me, "Wenny, I want to ask you something." "you say." "Take care of Xiyan for me." I turned my head, not daring to look at him: "Qin Jin, it was I who harmed you." "No, I told you that there is no result between me and Xiyan. Such a breakup is the best ending." Qin Jin looked out the window, hesitated a little, "If I stay in Meizhou, I am afraid that I will hurt myself. she." "Xiyan loves you." I couldn't help it, "Qin Jin, Xiyan told me personally that she loves you deeply, regardless of the cost. If you love her too, why can't you..." "No." Qin Jin shook his head resolutely, and after a long time, he let out a long sigh, "If I couldn't tell what kind of feelings I have for Xi Yan before, then I should have understood it very well last night. The moment Yan grabbed the knife for me, you don't know how touched and surprised I was. I never thought that such a delicate girl would have such courage and strength to help me desperately Block the knife. If before last night, I thought I liked her because she was smart and had a personality, then after last night, I fell in love with her only because of her love for me. I think, all my life There will be no second person who loves me like her. But because of this, I can't promise her more, because I can't give her a complete relationship, just like she gave me. I already have a fiancee... ..." "But aren't you married yet?" I interrupted her, "Since you know that she is the one who loves you the most in this life, why would you miss a girl who loves you so much?" "Perhaps, it's because I'm an ordinary person." Qin Jin sighed again, "I can't be worthy of her deep love, nor can I bear her deep suffering. Xi Yan is too special, too smart, I can't worthy." "You coward!" I was so angry that I couldn't help scolding, "You don't deserve Xiyan's deep love!" Qin Jin turned his head and stopped talking. I softened: "Qin Jin, when I beg you, is it okay if I beg you? Can you not leave, at least, stay until Xiyan recovers. I can't imagine what will happen to her after she knows you are gone, and now she needs it most. When you are. Last night she said a lot and shed a lot of tears. She is so weak and fragile now. She can’t be hit any more at this time. I’m afraid she will collapse..." Qin Jin's eyes were red, I looked at him eagerly, tears welled up slowly, at this moment, as long as I can keep him by Xiyan's side, I can do anything. But Qin Jin, who used to be so brave and selfless, is so cowardly in the face of love, he has the heart, the heart to reject me in the end! "If I stay, it will only hurt her more in the future. Wuxin, forgive me..." I was extremely disappointed, and scolded: "Man, no one has the guts!" I turned around and got out of the car. Qin Jin rolled down the car window again and shouted to me: "Wenny, don't forget to go to the hospital to see Xiyan for me!" I don't want to look back, let the tears fall in the wind, and then they are blown dry by the wind. He failed Xi Yan.He is a gentle and good man, but not a brave and good lover.He dared to accept my kiss in the dark, but he didn't dare to face Xiyan's most sincere and pure love, because Xiyan was too serious. Is it a mistake to be serious? When I got back to the hospital, I saw Ajian coming, sitting beside Xiyan's bed peeling pears. The pear skin goes round and round, continuously.Like a relationship that is destined to end but refuses to let go. I didn't bother to say hello to him, I looked at Xi Yan: "Qin Jin is gone." Xiyan shook her body, and sat up suddenly: "Let's go?" She got up too hastily, and bumped her hand against the side of the bed, and she couldn't help "hissing" in pain. A Jian rushed over immediately: "What's wrong? Does it hurt?" His eyes were red, as if he was the one who was injured. I suddenly felt emotional, he knew that the person Xi Yan loved was not him, but he still cared about her so much, he cared about her, and he didn't even feel jealous because her tears were shed for others.This kind of love is considered extreme, right? Xi Yan just didn't realize it, grabbed my hand, and asked eagerly: "Wuxin, he left? Gone? Didn't even say goodbye to me? When did he leave?" "Just leave, maybe not yet - when I left the dormitory just now, he was sitting on the bus waiting to drive, and he should have already set off by now." "I'm going to find him!" Xiyan jumped off the bed suddenly. I grabbed her: "You look for him like this? He may have left!" "No! I'm going! Wuxin, if I can't find him now, maybe I won't see him for the rest of my life. He's gone, and he may never come back. I want to see him, at least once again!" Xi Yan Crying, with disheveled hair, she was no longer the calm and composed Lin Xiyan. I looked at her in shock, looking at her teary face, at that moment, I really saw what love is. "Okay, I'll go with you! Let's go find him!" run. I didn't expect Xiyan to run so fast, so fast that even Ajian and I couldn't keep up.I didn't call her, knowing that she wouldn't hear me if I did. At this moment, in her heart, Qin Jin is the only one. This kind of running should be possible every day. However, the sun goes down the mountain like the sun, and the car starts like the same. When we arrived at the staff dormitory, we happened to see a distant shadow of a car, and Xiyan ran over recklessly, shouting: "Qin Jin——" She yelled so harshly and desperately that I couldn't help covering my ears. The car turned a corner and disappeared, but Xi Yan was still running unwillingly, crying, "Qin Jin..." I covered my face with my hands, and the tears couldn't stop flowing.Xiyan Xiyan, the sky is alarmed by your cry, but the people in the car will not hear it, Xiyan, stop chasing, stop shouting, he is gone... Every step of Xiyan's running steps on my heart, every cry of Xiyan tears my heart, but the person Xiyan loves leaves so indifferently, and never turns back... Suddenly, Xi Yan fell to the ground, I was shocked, and rushed to help her up, the gauze in her hand was already stained red with blood, shaking violently, but she was still looking at the direction the car was going away. I couldn't help crying: "Xiyan, your wound is open, let's go back quickly." "Wuxin, I want to see him, see him for the last time, can't I?" Xiyan looked at me sadly, like a helpless little girl, so frightened, so weak, so weak that my heart broke. "Xi Yan, Xi Yan, he has already left, he can't hear..." Someone was poking around at the door and window, when Ah Rong suddenly rushed over, grabbed Xiyan's shoulder and shook vigorously: "Are you hurting? You know it hurts too? You witch! You've killed the boss! You broke us up! I Tell you to sue Gao Sheng! I tell you to sue!" Xi Yan was shaken until her hair was disheveled, her speech was slurred, and she was powerless to fight back.Ah Jian ran over and grabbed Ah Rong's arm: "A Rong, let go, let go!" Ah Rong was held back by Ah Jian vigorously, but he was still kicking and roaring unwillingly: "Lin Xiyan, you stinky bitch, you are stepping on two boats by yourself, pretending to be a saint on the surface, and your heart is dirtier than anyone else. Ah Jian, holding the male singer with one hand, came to sue us! You are a man in front of your face, a ghost behind your back, and you pretend to be a cat and a mouse, I am! You cry, you cry? You really care about the singer leaving Is it? Anyway, you still have Jian left here..." I let go of Xiyan and stood up, walked over and raised my hand fiercely, and slapped Arong cleanly across the face. A Rong was taken aback, and his swearing suddenly stopped, his eyes widened, as if he didn't understand what happened.While she was stunned, I pointed at her and said, "Listen to me, if you leave, you're going to kill yourself! It's not Xiyan, even you were fired together! If you continue to scold me, I will immediately let Gao Sheng go. Please walk! Don’t you believe me? If you don’t believe me, just say one more sentence and try, and see if I keep my word!” My savagery and arrogance have long been known in "Night Angel". A Rong knew the weight of my words, and he really didn't dare to argue anymore, but he couldn't just admit defeat. He suddenly sat down and yelled in the street like a village shrew. cry.The snot and the tears are also very pitiful. I didn't pay any attention to her anymore, and helped Xi Yan up with A Jian on the left and right: "Let's go back." Xi Yan leaned softly on my body, the running and crying just now, coupled with A Rong's humiliation, had exhausted her both physically and mentally, her love and dignity had been shattered, and right now she is as powerless as a paper man , let A Jian call a tricycle and push her into the car. I looked at A Jian: "I'll take her back to the hospital, you go to work quickly, today's blood change, newcomers report, you are busy." A Jian nodded, but his eyes kept looking at Xi Yan, so pity, so worried. I suddenly thought of the story Xiyan told last night. Lin Dazhi, Missy, Xiaohong, all of these are repeated in Meizhou today. , and Ah Jian? Is love really a debt owed by one person to another? Xiyan is sick.She was lying on the hospital bed, her face was as white as the sheets. Not because of blood loss, but because of loss of heart.Her heart has already followed Qin Jin. At this moment, Xiyan was pale, weak and vulnerable.Her body was already very weak, but this great grief caused many complications, and she has been infused with fluids.But still haggard day by day. I am deeply worried that this Xiyan is not the same person as the Xiyan I know.What about her calmness?What about her calmness?What about her blandness?Did they all disappear with Qin Jin's departure? The doctor was very displeased and almost lost his temper with me: "Is there something wrong? She fell down after the operation on her hand. Did she intend to use this hand?" I am obedient, and dare not argue a word.The doctor calmly said: "The external injury is the second. Your friend, it seems that the 'internal injury' is not serious. The person who untied the bell still needs to tie the bell. This operation is beyond the scope of my ability." internal injury?Alas, this kind of internal injury has already lost all vitality once in a lifetime, even if Hua Tuo was reborn and Bian Que was reborn, so what? Jingwei fills up the sea, and Nuwa mends the sky. After all, they are legends in mythology. In this world, is there such an elixir that fills up the incomplete? "Forget about Qin Jin, Xi Yan." I tried to comfort you again and again, and I felt that my words were weak, but I still had to say, "Forget about someone who doesn't love you enough." "Impossible, Wuxin. If you truly love someone, you will never forget them." Xi Yan slowly shook her head, "Falling in love with someone is a debt and a calamity. There is no escape from the calamity." "Even if he doesn't love you more than you love him?" "Even though, he doesn't love me at all." Xiyan whispered, almost inaudibly, she didn't know whether to tell me or herself, "I met him, fell in love with him, and I was satisfied. He let me know Well, there is such a person as him in the world, and there is such a thing as love in the world. I love him and I will never regret it, but I can't help but feel heartbroken, so painful." Xi Yan was still crying, she looked up and asked me: "Wuxin, tell me, will I see him again? I really want to see him again. He left without even saying goodbye to me." "If we are destined to separate, what difference does it make if we say goodbye or not?" "No, it's different. My father has been looking for the eldest lady for fifty years. If there is no difference between seeing and seeing, why is he so persistent?" I hugged her, couldn't help it anymore, and burst into tears. My tears, and her tears, are about to flow into a river, but they still can't float the withered flower Xiyan. Love can't be made up because the heart is broken, and the sea of ​​hatred is the most difficult to fill, it's just a sea of ​​tears. Bigan asked the woman who sold vegetables, "You can live without heart, but what about people without heart?" The woman said, "How can people live if they don't have heart?" So Bigan died. How can a person be without a heart? But, I can, because I am Yun Wuxin.Yun Wuxin came out of Xiu, Xiyan, how I want to give you my own name, my indifference and fearlessness, my own dissoluteness and cynicism, as long as I can stop your tears. During this period, Gao Sheng came to see Xiyan once, said a few words that were not salty, and hinted that Mrs. Gao had returned to Hong Kong and asked me to move back to Lily Garden. I smiled, pretended not to understand, and stayed with me every night in the hospital. Gao Sheng didn't force it, and he returned to Hong Kong two days later, and asked someone to bring me a box, which was jewelry, and the key to the Lily Garden.He saw that I would definitely go back. After all, living in a villa and living in a dormitory are two different things. I didn't care about being smart with him, I ran between the hospital and the club, and came to accompany Xi Yan after work, and all social interactions were avoided. Xiyan's condition just didn't improve, getting more and more haggard every day.Lying on the hospital bed, I often don't say a word for a long time, and I don't know if she hears me when I talk to her.The bewildered eyes stared out of the window for a long time, and didn't turn around for a long time.The clarity of water before has been completely broken, but now, her eyes are full of pain and brokenness that cannot be concealed. In the sunny ward, I was the only one who was making lonely noises. "When the autumn water comes, the river is filled with rivers, and the stream is so big that there is no distinction between cattle and horses between the cliffs on both banks. Therefore, Yan Hebo is happy with himself, taking the beauty of the world as his own, and traveling eastward along the river, as far as the North Sea. , looking to the east, you can't see the water end..." I held Xiyan in my arms, combed her long hair, recited Zhuangzi to her, told jokes, and told my stories, regardless of whether she heard it or not. "From childhood to adulthood, I grew up in the philosophy of my grandma and my mother. My grandma's famous saying is: people in the world are nothing but whores and prostitutes. I take this as a motto and use it to format all people in the world. But how much I long for love It is your story that let me know that there are always exceptions in this world. Your father is an exception, your mother is an exception, the eldest lady is an exception, and you and Qin Jin are also exceptions. It is the story of you and your father that makes me believe that There is a feeling in this world that has nothing to do with sex, it is true spiritual love." This time, I didn't hide anything anymore, from my grandma to my mother, and then to my running away from home.I don't know if she is listening or not, but I really want to confide, those sorrows have been buried in my heart for too long, if I don't tell Xiyan, who else should I tell? "I am an emotional beggar. If possible, I would like to beg for a little love on the street with a bowl. Xiyan, you said that we are all children of broken families, but your parents loved you after all. You, and me? I can't even remember what my father looks like, as for my mother, my mother, can that be called mother? " No one is born a leprechaun. Hereditary prostitutes also had an era of naive weaving dreams-for whom was the first nail polish applied?Facing the mirror, I traced my eyebrows finely, applied lipstick thickly, and tried to make myself look mature, soulful, and match him. He is my master tutor, Professor He.But he, he... "Have you ever experienced the feeling of being betrayed by your own mother? The first man I fell in love with in my life was my professor who taught Zhuangzi to study. He is forty years old, handsome and refined. He looks like the reincarnation of Confucius , when I was in class, I kept my eyes straight and my spirits were high. Every time I recited Zhuang Wen, the sound of reading aloud was intoxicating. I took every class as a major event in my life, and I didn’t want to blink. It was the weekend, and my mother suddenly took the initiative The proposal said: Please invite the professor to come to have dinner. Do you know that since I was a child, my mother was unwilling to admit that I was her daughter, and all the parent meetings were done by my grandma. This is the first time, the first time Once she was willing to entertain my professor, my favorite man, as a mother, how happy I am! I haven’t eaten the dishes cooked by my mother for many years. She eats out most of the time. She really has no entertainment and doesn’t want to go out , just call to order takeaway, or eat instant noodles. I didn't even know she could cook, and she was very good at it. I invited the professor home, and my mother had a good talk with him. I was so excited, I never felt When I was so happy, how could I know that when I felt the happiest, the shadow of misfortune was approaching me. I drank a lot of wine, the first time I drank in my life, I poured wine for my mother, poured wine for the professor, and poured wine for the professor. I pour myself the wine, I'm very drunk..." Tears flowed down, and that tragic and destructive scene still hurts when I think of it so far. I can't forgive it, never forgive it! Originally thought that Xiyan could not see or hear, but she was like a clay puppet, she suddenly had a movement, she raised her head: "Your mother is Yunxiu? Yunxiu, who is in the advertising industry and covers the sky with one hand?" "How can it be so exaggerated?" I snorted coldly, "It's true that a quilt covers the sky." "Yunxiu?" Xiyan seemed very shocked, instead of the indifference and numbness of the past few days, there was an expression on her face, "Yunxiu is your mother? But, but..." She looked at me in a daze, eagerly Said, "I have always regarded her as an idol." "Idol?" I laughed wildly, crying out. "My mother is your idol? What do you worship her? Your idol? You are a saint, worshiping a prostitute manager as an idol?" "But, but the newspaper said..." Maybe it was because she was overly shocked, or maybe because she hadn't spoken for a long time, the eloquent Xiyan stuttered. I was still laughing hysterically, sadly: "What did the newspaper say? Did the newspaper say that Yunxiu started from scratch, is independent and strong, upright and pure, and is a role model for women? It's for people like you who are dreaming of white-collar workers and pretending to be lofty." Idol? But, but, do you know that her grades cannot be achieved by relying on her brain and two hands alone, plus her whole body, she slept all the way up to the throne of women's idol! If If you really want to worship Yunxiu as an idol, you have to be bad enough, ruthless enough, and ruthless enough, and you can no longer think about Qin Jin, love, and be a righteous and pure Joan of Arc!" "Wuxin, what's wrong with you?" Xi Yan was very disturbed, "Don't cry, don't cry, okay?" I threw down the comb, rushed up and hugged her tightly, finally it was her turn to comfort me, finally she was willing to speak again, tears flowed freely, I don't know if it was for my own sadness or for her happiness, I just know, In this world, right now we are the two most in love people.对于现在的我而言，夕颜是我生命中最亲最近最重要的人，即使要我用生命去保护，我也会在所不惜。