He is His Excellency Zhi Li

Cobb took out the key and opened the door. Now Dad is still at work at this time. He threw his luggage on the floor and lay down on the sofa. Then he turned on the TV. After a while, he rolled around on the sofa and touched his mobile phone. Nothing.

"I don't even send a text message, and I care so much about it." Cobb was playing with the phone. No, no, not yet. Why not? Is the phone broken? Or is it down? Cobb dialed Chu Haoyu's number, and there came a lazy voice: "Hey, Cobb, is there something wrong?"

"Goodbye." Cobb hung up the phone, the phone is not broken, and there is no downtime, then there is only one possibility, the manager did not send a text message to himself, this unidentifiable thing. Cobb suddenly stood up and threw his mobile phone on the sofa. It was so abnormal. Why do you want to do this kind of thinking of a spring girl?

I finally managed to get rid of the manager, Su Youyan and the cattle, and took this opportunity to enjoy a quiet life for one person. Now, one person eats instant noodles. Cobb took out a bucket of instant noodles, tore off the packaging, poured boiling water into it, and looked at the clock on the wall. It was six o'clock. The manager did not know if he had eaten. If someone like him had no common sense, if no one reminded You will be starved alive at mealtime. Cobb shook his head, this is not the time to think about it! Cobb picked up the chopsticks and sucked the noodles into his mouth.

After eating instant noodles, Cobb pulled out a piggy bank with Mr. Black Bear from the clutter: "From now on I will challenge you. If I want you once, I will give you a dollar, ah haha, my coldness after the winter vacation It will make your heart sorrowful. Be enlightened, take care. "Cobb scratched Mr. Black Bear's nose with his fingers.

The door opened, and as the footsteps approached, Cobb set Mr. Black Bear under the table. Ke Qinxing smiled after seeing Cobb: "Come back and send me a text message and tell me I'll pick you up at the station."

不用 "No, aren't you at work? I can come back by myself."

The two do not know when they started. They are not like family members, but more like two strangers living in the same room. This has become a way for Cobb to avoid quarrels, but staying in this way makes the gap between each other more and more. The bigger it is, as long as Ke Qinxing wants to get closer to his heart, Kobu hides farther.

"Have fun going to friends?"

"still alright."

"Really? Well, I bought a la carte and came back. Are you hungry, I'll cook."

The usual Cobb only said that he had eaten instant noodles and hadn't used it. The words of the branch had flashed in his mind, and in the end he just nodded. Looking at Ke Qinxing's busy figure in the kitchen, Cobb's mood was very complicated. He was looking forward to the New Year, but was so afraid of the New Year. After a good meal, Cobb returned to his room holding the piggy bank. He lay on the bed, looking at the white ceiling, and pulled out a dollar from his bag and threw it into Mr. Black Bear.

On New Year's Eve, Cobb glanced at the door from time to time, and he served the dishes. The doorbell rang, and Cobb ran to the porch to open the door. A middle-aged woman stood outside the door, tilted her head to show Kobe's mother-like smile, and patted Cobb's face with her hand: "Sorry, the traffic jam was late. . "

"I was wondering why I hadn't come yet, Mom." Cobb's mother, Wu Qian, put on slippers and went into the room.

"I'll get you some tea. You sit for a while and eat right away."

"Don't worry about me, help your father."

只有 Only this day of the year, the family will gather together. The three sat at the dinner table, and the atmosphere became embarrassing after chatting a few polite words. Cobb clenched the bowl in his hand, and the seemingly warm scene was actually just deceiving himself. Cobb knew that all they did was because of themselves. Obviously you can stop it. You can clearly see your parents' affection more openly and freely like a manager, but it is very difficult to really do it. He has become the only bond between parents, always naive Think, maybe one day, parents will be reconciled. The unfulfilled desires were thus delayed, becoming chains between each other. If you can't let go of the hand that you should let go, you will get your own disgust for yourself, and your parents ’poor love for themselves.

"Are you tired of work?"

"It's okay, but it's just that I usually work overtime recently."

"Really? Pay attention to your body."

"Thank you."

This is the conversation between Cobb's parents. After going to the support house, Cobb was shocked by how false his family life was, like a dream weaving for himself. Three thoughtful people, paying careful attention to words. When did they no longer have each other in their eyes, and some were just rusty. Cobb looked out of the window. He didn't know if he had received what he sent. It was really cheap for him. He sent his full thoughts to him.

"Little Master, your parcel is here." Aunt Qing took a parcel and handed it to the manager. Lan Yin stood behind the manager and looked at the parcel: "Cobb sent it?"

"Seems."

"It's estimated that I want to surprise you, put yourself in a meat sauce and put it in a parcel and send it to you."

Zhili put it in his hand and looked at the package: "He is not so light."

"Maybe only part of it to save postage."

Xi Zhili unpacked the box. Inside it was a box filled with soft paper. At a glance, he saw Mr. Black Bear with his teeth dancing. Mr. Xi picked up Mr. Black Bear and shook it up and down, and it was full of coins.

"What the hell." The manager looked at Mr. Black Bear.

"It is a hint:‘ I ’m with you for money ’or it ’s:‘ I do n’t give money and I eat you like a black bear ’.” Lan Yin said.

The next day, Cobb sent Wu Qian out of the door.

"Just send it here, not too far."

恩 "Well, come and see you when you have time."

"It's weird. You used to stay with me for a few more days. What happened this year?" Wu Qian touched Cobb's head.

"Mom, don't force it for me in the future, don't you and my dad don't agree, don't you owe me what you want to do in the future." I never thought that the hardest thing to say could be said so easily. Wu Qian froze, said nothing, just smiled, and waved at Cobb.

It was snowing in the sky, and Cobb froze straight. He rubbed his hands. The phone in the bag rang. He took out his mobile phone: "You really do n’t pick it, it's cold, now I think of calling me Phone? Where did you die before? "

"Forgot to bring your phone charger."

"You're making such an excuse too badly." Cobb walked up the **** step by step, wanting to be comforted, but couldn't say, trying hard to match his parents for so many years, finally gave up, Cobb climbed hard This steep slope, because it is wrapped in quite heavy clothes, makes it more inconvenient to move, and it is difficult to even close the feet. The white gas overflows from the mouth and is quickly dissipated by the wind. A person was leaning under the telephone pole, one hand was inserted in the trouser bag, and the other hand was holding the mobile phone. His clear and beautiful face turned to look at Cobb and waved the mobile phone: "Is this sincere?"

Cobb drew his hand holding the phone, and stood there stunned. The sight was full of branches. The branch walked towards Cobb. He bent his **** and thumb and gently bounced on Cobb's forehead: "You still It's so earthy. "

"No pain, so it's a dream? Goodbye, my hallucinations." Cobb was about to leave, holding Cobb's face firmly, forcefully: "Are you an idiot?"

"Pain, pain, what did you come here for? No one asked you to come? Shouldn't you just happen to meet it? Or did you have an appointment with someone here?" A series of questions were thrown away, without waiting for an answer. Cobb slammed his head into the arms of the manager: "Someday I want you to take responsibility for making me greedy."

"I have too many responsibilities."

"It's too late to regret it now. Should you be more enthusiastic and hug me?"

"I can't hold your current width."

Cobb smiled in the arms of the manager: "It would be fatal if you don't wear thicker on such a cold day. You know the fart." His hands clung to the manager's clothes, and the warmest thing was here.