Dad's life

Ten o'clock in the evening.

Li Mu received another message from Xiao Zhengyang, and he asked an inexplicable question.

"Miko, aren't we all that important?"

for this question.

Li Mu did not answer because this was a question that did not require an answer and already had a correct answer.

Yes.

They are indeed not very important to some people, otherwise they would not end up being left behind.

"Miko, I'm leaving"

Xiao Zhengyang was sitting on the roadside at the junction of Changde Road and Fulin Road, with a dim streetlight on his head, looking at the shops opposite that looked very familiar even under the night, with a calm expression on his face.

This time period in the past two days.

He also rode a battery car towards his home, but in a short period of time, everything changed.

The road has not changed.

The store has not changed.

He has changed.

From a married man to a divorced man.

Just the difference between two words, but there are different moods and perceptions. I can’t describe the feeling, it’s like a dream.

Now I wake up from the dream.

Everything ends.

At this time, a bus bound for Nanjing stopped not far in front of him. The front door opened, and people got on the bus one after another. Xiao Zhengyang stood up, patted the dust on his butt, and followed the crowd.

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He doesn't have anything valuable.

Perhaps the most precious thing has been destroyed, and the rest are insignificant things.

With or without it, there is actually no difference.

So except for a mobile phone, he has nothing else on him at the moment.

Travel light.

It can also be regarded as a "travel that just goes away".

After finding a seat and sitting down, Xiao Zhengyang took out his mobile phone and sent another message to Li Mu, with a lot of words

"When I was young, my father worked in other places and would often send back a lot of raisins. The raisins that my father sent back were very big and very sweet. Later, every time I went to the supermarket to buy those raisins with labels on them, I felt like

It’s not as delicious as before. I want to eat it again and taste the seedless Xiangfei Green that my dad said”

"Bon voyage"

Li Mu replied.

Then he used his mobile phone to transfer 10,000 yuan to Xiao Zhengyang and said, "Don't refuse, send me some good varieties of raisins."

"Thanks"

Xiao Zhengyang holds the mobile phone in his hand.

He raised his head, held back his slightly sour breath, and kept his tears from falling.

At this moment, he was extremely happy. Fortunately, he had met a friend named Li Mu in Ningyang for so many years. He originally planned to take a bus to Nanjing, sell the iPhone that Yu Hui had given him out, and exchange it for a flight to other places.

Air tickets.

Unexpectedly, Li Mu seemed to have predicted that he was in a financial crisis and deliberately borrowed ten thousand yuan from him in a joking way.

Look at the extra 10,000 on WeChat.

Xiao Zhengyang truly felt that what Li Mu borrowed was not money, but love.

"Makiko"

This time Xiao Zhengyang did not send a message, but chose voice, saying, "When you remarry, you must tell me in advance. No matter where I am, I will definitely attend your wedding. Even if my leg is broken, I will crawl back. I wish you happiness."

, but don’t be Qin Muxue, haha”

The last laugh was like suppressing something.

Even Li Mu could clearly feel it through the phone.

Putting down his cell phone, Li Mu lay on the bed with his hands folded under his head.

Xiao Zhengyang's marriage seemed peaceful, but in fact it had a great impact on him, otherwise he would not have gone to the place where his father had stayed.

Raisins are the same everywhere.

If there is a difference, it is just the difference between being hand-picked by my father and sending it back to the supermarket.

Li Mu didn't know much about Xiao Zhengyang's father. He only heard that Xiao Zhengyang's father died of a sudden cerebral hemorrhage while working. Li Mu had no way of knowing the specific circumstances. However, he knew more about Xiao Zhengyang's mother.

More than a month after his father passed away, he found someone else. Because of this incident, the relationship between Xiao Zhengyang and his mother became very tense, and they basically had no contact with each other.

This is similar to the experience of her husband Ling Zhi in the late Tang Dynasty.

His mother also remarried shortly after his father left.

In the second year after marriage, he gave birth to a younger brother and a younger sister. Because of this, the relationship between mother and child has been in a cold period, and they don't even say hello when they meet.

I’ve heard and seen this kind of thing a lot, so I’m naturally not surprised at all.

There is nothing right or wrong, it’s just that it’s hard to accept it once you put it on yourself.

Turning his head, Li Mu looked at his son who was already sleeping soundly, and stretched out his hand to pull the quilt upward.

The little guy likes to sleep under the quilt. As a father, Li Mu is very aware of this habit of his son, so after turning off the lights every night, Li Mu will hold him in his arms.

I yawned.

Li Mu felt a little sleepy, and as soon as he turned off the lights and lay back on the bed, the phone rang.

"Li Mu, I had a car accident..."

Qin Muxue looked helpless on the phone.

"Yeah"

Li Mu nodded and then hung up the phone.

As for the car accident.

When she died, Li Mu just had to take his son to her funeral.

If he is not dead, it has nothing to do with him.

The only bond between the two of them now is their son's visit on Sunday. Apart from this, there is nothing left.

Of course.

If given a choice, Li Mu expressed his willingness for someone to call him and tell him about Qin Muxue's car accident.

The phone rang a few more times.

Li Mu directly chose to shut down.

His outlook on life has formed his own system through his continuous efforts and growth over the years.

"Don't waste time on irrelevant people"

"Don't dig out your heart and lungs for those who are arrogant"

"Don't give others a second chance to hurt you"

"If you don't get a corresponding return for your efforts, stop the loss immediately"

"Cherish time, work hard and make progress, your own strength is more important than any external force"

These five points are Li Mu’s experiences over the years.

Every item is important. Li Mu believes that if any man reads it and does it one by one, his ending will not be too bad.

So Li Mu always believed.

His marriage to Qin Muxue was just an insignificant wave in the long river of his life.

The waves are gone.

Still magnificent.

This night, Li Mu slept soundly.

Early the next morning.

He got up from bed early, turned on the natural gas, started frying steak and heating milk. He even casually and elegantly beat a few eggs and mixed them with noodles, and baked some simple bread in the oven.

Make breakfast.

Li Mu went back to his room, changed into formal clothes, and turned on his cell phone that had been on all night.

There were nearly a dozen missed calls. Li Mu checked the last number and found that they were all from Qin Muxue.

Li Mu had no idea of ​​calling back, clicked on the call record, then patted his son who was nestled in the bed, and said, "It's almost time to get up. The little fairy will knock on the door in a few minutes."

"She knocks on the door so early every day, I don't like her a little bit"

The little guy chewed his mouth and complained.

However, I still picked up the clothes Li Mu threw on the bed and put them on one by one.

He says he doesn't like it, but his actions show that he likes it very much.