Chapter 40 Chapter 39 Sorry

After missing classes for three consecutive days, she finally woke up one day, feeling much clearer.The phone on the bed vibrated suddenly, it was my mother calling. "Lolo, how have you been these two days? I saw on TV that it was going to snow in Beijing. Is it cold?" "not cold." In fact, she didn't know whether it was cold outside or not. She never went out. At first, Belle bought all the meals. Later, Zhang Mingrui sent a text message asking her why she didn't go to the Dharma class. She joked that she was dying of illness, but he actually said I want to come to the dormitory to see her.After she tried every means to evade, she finally gave up.As a result, at night, he called and said that he had gone to Jiahe Yipin to buy porridge and wanted to deliver it.Luo Zhi was taken aback, so she could only turn to Belle for help. As a result, Jiang Baili, who went downstairs to respond, laughed and gossiped when she got the chance to make her confess.

It's been like this for the past few days. "What's wrong with your throat? It's so dumb, you have a cold?" "A little bit. Nothing serious, no fever, just a cough. Don't worry, I'll take my medicine." "It's strange that you can take medicine well. No wonder, I had a dream last night. I dreamed that you dyed your hair, and it turned out that you were allergic. Your mouth was swollen like Zhou Xingchi in "Kung Fu", and you couldn't speak. I called you to ask Well, I'm really sick." "Mother and daughter are connected." Luo Zhi grinned, her voice was as ugly as a drake, "You always miss me too much, and then you have weird dreams. Don't be superstitious, you can't believe this thing. But I don't I would rather have a swollen mouth than to speak."

"What's wrong?" "No. It's just a sore throat." "Is it very tiring to teach those two children?" "Not tired, just coaxing the children. It's very simple. Both of them speak English very well, but their grammar is not good at all. I just help them modify their compositions, and then use English to teach mathematics at the fourth and fifth grades of elementary school, because their textbooks are in English. .It’s much easier than giving lectures to high school students, didn’t I tell you, there is no need to prepare lessons at all, and nothing is done.”

"How can you not be tired, you are just fooling me!" Luo Zhi just laughed, it was pointless to argue with her mother. "One of our colleagues here is the Aunt Fu you met during the holidays. She is going to Beijing to see off her son. She asked someone to find a job in a hotel two days ago. I just asked her to bring you a pair of boots. Here is a discount , very pretty, you must wear it well. I wanted you to pick her up at the train station, teach them how to take the subway, and just take their things back. You are so sick, I'll forget it." "It's okay, tell me the time of the train. Just send me a text message, lest I forget. Is it okay to go to work?"

Her mother used to stand at the counter all day long, and she was diagnosed with mild varicose veins last year. After being introduced, she went to the cafeteria of the plastic mold factory to cook for the workers.Luo Zhi listened to her mother telling her about the ups and downs of personnel disputes in the cafeteria, and also expressed a few opinions, sometimes persuading, sometimes teasing. Speaking of the unit, my mother opened up the conversation box, and talked for a long time before hanging up. After hanging up the phone, Luo Zhi stared at the screen of the phone with a doting smile—she still remembered that year when her mother carried her on her back and couldn't walk, she went around petitioning everywhere, and after being threatened, she was still so stubborn that it was reassuring. Holding the kitchen knife in her arms, she calmly told the director of the First Light Bureau, I carry it to work every day, and I can keep carrying it until you kill me.

There were some legendary experiences in childhood, written out as a bloody TV series. Time flies.She grew up, and her mother was old, and she also started talking to her about miscellaneous trivial matters on the phone.She knows that her mother is too lonely. A woman like her who is close to fifty years old doesn't have any girlfriends, and generally there are very few good friends who are not taboo and say a few words of her own when they are together every day—except for family members, Like a husband.No matter how many troubles Luo Zhi faces, she still has a future after all. Most of her loneliness comes from narcissism and pride. Of course, there is also hypocrisy. She can get rid of it easily, and she can also look forward to a certain person in the future who can help her out—— But her mother's loneliness is real. It is when life is nearing the end and conclusion, and when she returns home and faces the simple and empty walls, the endless desolation in her breath.

She makes three or four phone calls with her mother every week. Originally, she reported her daily life, but later, her mother talked about her life like a primary school student, and she said on the other side, um, um, yes, how come? What, why is this person like this, don't be familiar with him... Luo Zhi squeezed the phone, her smile gradually changed from sweet to bitter. She raised her head, holding back her tears.Recently, her tear index has been approaching that of Jiang Baili. Suddenly the phone rang again. "Lolo, after thinking about it, I still feel that something is wrong. That dream is always floating around in front of my eyes. Are you okay? Don't keep things in your heart, just say it."

Luo Zhi's suffocated tears finally hit the skirt of her clothes. "Mom, it's really all right." Mom, it turns out that there is such a thing as a mother-daughter bond in the world. "How is your IELTS preparation? "no problem." "Oh...it's really all right, then I'll hang up." "Mom, you have something to do." Luo Zhi said easily, and laughed out loud. "I dreamed about your father." She heard the sound of wind blowing outside the window. Although the few dry leaves on the branches shook violently, they still didn't fall - if they would fall, they should have fallen long ago.

"Mom," Luo Zhi heard her voice trembling, "Did you ever regret marrying Dad?" "No." The voice on the other side of the phone was much calmer after hearing this question. "But……" "In the first few years, the family of three was so happy. Although your father was gone later, we survived hard times until today. Although our current life is not comparable to others, I will always remember the good days at the beginning. It's clear, even if I hate those people. Besides, without these, there would be no you. Maybe, your father and I have spent our lives just to welcome you. "

Luo Zhi was holding the phone, her tears were like broken beads, she covered the receiver, not daring to make a sound. "Lolo, to be honest, you can support yourself, but you are always afraid of burdening me. I am distressed and proud. Your parents are not capable people, and their lives are not good, but God gave you to me, so I have no Why don't you complain. But, there are some things I haven't told you. I don't want you to burden my life, and don't feel that you owe me anything. Your life is your life, and I know it's impossible for you not to miss me. But don't be too tired. Sometimes I blame myself. I patronize and teach you to be sensible and uplifting, but in the end I make you too sensible and cautious. Mom misses you, not because you are afraid of accidents or because you are sick I'm always afraid, is Luo Luo unhappy, is there something on her mind, but I know, you won't tell me a word."

She squeezed her phone tightly and buried her head deeply in the pillow. Finally struggled to get up and sat on the chair, she stared blankly out the window, it really snowed, and it was already mid-December.In four days, she had to go to Beijing Language and Culture Center to take the IELTS test. A few tears were dripped on the real exam paper in her hand, and after it dried, it became a wrinkled bump.Luo Zhi stared at the tear stains, smiled inexplicably, then flattened her lips. For her illness, she just held her breath in her chest and couldn't get it out. Sorry. She said to the mirror on the wall.The short three months passed in a flash in my mind. Sorry. I used your treasured memories to pretend, to act, to reveal, to please. When Belle entered the door, she happened to see Luo Zhi leaning over to answer the question with a blank expression. "It's snowing outside," Belle said. Luo Zhi didn't reply. Belle was a little embarrassed, and said, "Should I take the IELTS test in a few days?" Luo Zhi still didn't speak. Belle looked at Luo Zhi carefully, and found that there was an earphone wire in her loose long hair.It turned out to be hearing, Belle thought, so she felt better. She suddenly caught a glimpse of a piece of calculation paper, on which was densely written, I'm sorry.