Chapter 88 5

Outside the window, the sky is bright. Lao Pan woke up and found that the quilt beside him was empty, which was very strange. He got up, put on his clothes, and walked gently to the outside room—on the table, the desk lamp was still on, the manuscript had been fastened with paper clips, and the mailing envelope had been written. Hao Mei was curled up on the sofa, with her arms pillowed on her head, with a pen in one hand, falling asleep. He looked at her thoughtfully. He took out the quilt and pillow from the inside, put the pillow under her head, and covered her with the quilt—she didn't wake up.

He knelt down, looked at her sleeping state, and couldn't help kissing her face lightly. She still hasn't woken up... He went into the inner room and whispered to wake up his son: "Son, it's time for my son to get up..." After the son woke up, he put his finger on his lips and hissed: "Don't make a sound, Mom wrote again last night, if we don't love her, no one will love her..." The son rinses his mouth and washes his face—gently. Lao Pan was making breakfast—and he moved gently. The father and son had dinner. Lao Pan said, "Do you remember what Mom told you yesterday?"

The son nodded. Lao Pan added: "Mom is going to go deep into life, and she is a little worried about the two of us, for fear of making a mess at home. We should support her with practical actions so that she can rest assured of us, right?" The son nodded. Lao Pan said: "Every day at noon, I will find time to go home and cook lunch for you." The son said, "Dad, you actually miss my mother more than I do, don't you?" Lao Pan smiled tacitly. After eating and sending his son to school, Lao Pan gently woke Hao Mei up.After Hao Mei had finished her breakfast, Lao Pan took the simple luggage he had packed the day before and sent Hao Mei to the bus station.

Seeing that there were only the two of them at the station, Hao Mei wanted to kiss her husband. Lao Pan hurriedly looked around: "Don't, it's on the side of the road, old couples, what a joke..." When the bus came, Hao Mei put her arms around her husband's neck while he handed her the handbag, kissed him, and boarded the bus. The bus drives away. Lao Pan looked at the bus and thought to himself: In fact, happiness is so simple. Many people have thought about it all their lives but have never understood it, and they have searched for it all their lives but have not found it...