Dad's life

Looking at these two words that are endowed with emotions.

Li Mu couldn't help but laugh.

He is not old.

Only thirty-two.

Xiao Zhengyang, like him, is also a man who has just emerged in his thirties.

But the title of "old friend" directly turned the two of them into sixty-year-olds who have wasted half their lives.

However, this letter sent from tlfzs County still made Li Mu feel an unspeakable emotion.

We live in the same blue sky.

Stepping on the same ground.

It is no longer easy to sit down and chat about the trivial things that happen in life.

Before.

Li Mu and Xiao Zhengyang don't meet often, only two or three times a year. Sometimes they meet occasionally, and they say hello with a smile, and then they go about their business.

But both of them were in Ningyang City at that time.

Even if they don't meet, Li Mu still knows that Xiao Zhengyang is there.

He is not in the company.

Just on the way to the company.

Or at around 11 o'clock in the middle of the night, riding a battery car along Ningyang East Road towards home. If you pick that time right, it is very easy to see him.

However.

Today, all things that were specific in the past have undergone earth-shaking changes in a short period of time.

Eleven or twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

The road is still there.

The lights of the city still guide the way home for pedestrians, but there is one missing figure in Li Mu's memory.

Open the envelope.

Li Mu carefully looked at what Xiao Zhengyang wrote.

The first sentence is quite emotional, "Time flies so fast, two months have passed in the blink of an eye...".

At this point, Li Mu couldn't help but stop.

It wasn't that he felt the same emotion as Xiao Zhengyang, but the handwriting written by Xiao Zhengyang was so ugly that he didn't even recognize it.

Every word is like being tied up tightly.

The handwriting was not separated in the middle. It was just dragged down in one stroke. It was neither cursive nor cursive, just like dozens of prisoners being held by a rope. Li Mu frowned when he saw it.

"When I used to go to work, I always felt that the day was too short, and I could only bathe in the sun for a few minutes. After arriving here, the day suddenly became very long, and the sky was still bright when I slept for a long time, but it has satisfied me over the years.

A dream that has always existed, I spent 40 yuan to buy an old antique car that rings everywhere except the bell, and I ride it to and from work every day."

It took a long time to tell the difference.

Li Mucai figured out what Xiao Zhengyang wrote.

"I am now helping people repair computers in a store. The salary is not to mention, it is a bit miserable. Fortunately, after work, I can still get a job to write code that even small companies look down on. I can barely get by. After I finish my work,

I will buy a bottle of beer and stand on the roof as the sun sets."

See here.

Li Mu rubbed his eyes.

Xiao Zhengyang's words are quite toxic. He needs to carefully identify each word, and then follow the next word to understand the meaning behind it.

In such a short time, his eyes were dry and sore.

If Xiao Zhengyang comes again like this a few times, Li Mu probably won't have cataracts, or at least will have presbyopia.

He is a good-looking person.

Why can words be so ugly that they explode!?

Regarding this issue, Li Mu can only assume that when Xiao Zhengyang was studying, the teachers who taught him Chinese were all from the Physical Education University.

Xiao Zhengyang’s letter is full of sincerity.

Li Mu didn't know the number of words, but Xiao Zhengyang used a total of six pieces of paper, and the backs of these six pieces of paper were actually full.

Li Mu really didn’t have the courage to read the content halfway through.

On the first page, I could see that his eyes were bloodshot and he felt as if he had a cold.

Scroll to the end.

It took Li Mu a while to understand what Xiao Zhengyang wanted to express.

"Tell you something"

"Before I left, I did perhaps the most humble thing in my life. I borrowed another 20,000 yuan from my loan and gave it to her on the premise of leaving the house. I had nothing and was heavily in debt for her. In fact, I

All I wanted was for her to send a message saying "You are a good person" as an evaluation of my role in this marriage, but in the end she was so stingy that she didn't even send me a good person card."

Saw this sentence.

Li Mu held the A4 paper in his hand and sat on the small chair where he read in the afternoon.

Looking at the rays of the setting sun falling over the city, Li Mu couldn't describe what he felt.

There are thousands of kinds of love in this world.

Some people.

Love with all your strength.

Some people.

Love is fussy.

There are also people.

Love is worthless.

But among the thousands of kinds of love, many people forget only one kind of love, and that is loving yourself.

From Xiao Zhengyang's last words, Li Mu saw another layer of meaning.

"He wants to know how Yu Hui is doing!?"

At the bottom of the letter, Xiao Zhengyang left his current phone number.

Li Mu saved the number in his mobile phone, but did not choose to call or send a message to Xiao Zhengyang about Yu Hui's latest news.

First.

He doesn’t know how Yu Hui is doing now, whether she has climbed up a high tree and thrown herself into the arms of a rich person as she wished!?

Again.

With Li Mu's character, he doesn't like to get involved in other people's private affairs.

As for Xiao Zhengyang's current performance, Li Mu thinks this is normal.

We are all ordinary people, there is no reason why we can just let it go suddenly if we say let it go.

However, Li Mu always believes that everything that happens in this world is like colors. They are very bright at first, but as time goes by, they will gradually fade until they all disappear on the drawing board.

Stuff the letter into the envelope.

Li Mu stood up and opened the last layer of film, and it was as expected.

As expected, the box contained raisins of several colors, each of which was packed in its own fresh-keeping bag. Each bag weighed about one kilogram.

After placing the ten bags on the table, Li Mu discovered that there was a letter underneath.

The thickness of this letter made Li Mu feel a little dazed.

He is completely convinced by this bastard Xiao Zhengyang.

With so much free time, he might as well write a novel to fool the readers and cheat some royalties. It would be better for him to spend so long just to tell Li Mu his feelings about the two months of divorce and the recent situation.
Li Mu pulled out the envelope.

Then a wad of banknotes was revealed, and after counting them, it turned out that it was exactly the ten thousand he had transferred to Xiao Zhengyang.

Look at the hundred-dollar bills in front of you.

Li Mu was a little dumbfounded.

"Why bother?"

Li Mu shook his head helplessly.

Behind the banknote is a piece of white paper of the same size.

It says, "Take it, it's time to return it to Dad Ma. If you can't keep your marriage, you must at least keep your bottom line as a human being."

There is also . on the back.

"I carefully select the raisins one by one to ensure they are plump, sweet and delicious"

The handwriting is still so ugly that it explodes.

But it's a little stronger than the six pages, maybe because I just started writing with a serious attitude.

I pinched a few raisins and put them in my mouth.

The sweetness is moderate and the taste is very good. It seems that Xiao Zhengyang really put his heart into it.

"Dad, open the door quickly"

A sudden knock on the door directly interrupted Li Mu's thoughts.

Checked the time.

Li Mu was surprised to find that Xiao Zhengyang's letter actually took him several hours.

Open the door.

"The house is quite large!"

Qin Muxue stretched her head and looked towards the living room with a look of surprise on her face.

Li Mu spread his fingers, covered her face directly, and pushed her out without mercy.

Then.

The door is closed.