Zhisu really stayed for two days before going back, and she felt that she was so fucking obedient. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In this world, she only has him, so she cherishes it extraordinarily.

She was afraid to face the reality and deliberately pretended not to know anything. What is the difference between this kind of self-deception and when I was a child, I covered my head with a quilt and felt that "the monster can't see me"?

The more I live, the more I go back!

Zhisu smiled secretly, and a touch of desolation welled up in her heart.

When she got home, she called Shen Xuyao, but no one answered. She was afraid of her own cranky thoughts, so she cleaned the room non-stop, and only physical exertion would not let her have extra energy to think about other things.

She was tapping on the quilt on the balcony when her phone rang.

"Hey, wife, are you home?"

"Hmm. It's all your fault, you threw me down alone, and threw a big light bulb to Guan Shu and Senior Sister, they must have resented me in their hearts. ”

"I'm sorry, my husband did something wrong this time and made you wronged, and I will avenge you when I come back."

"When are you coming back?" Zhisu thought about the day, and the time was almost up, hoping that he would be in time.

"I guess it's going to be a few more days, what's wrong?"

"I'll talk about it when you get back!"

"There's no point in coming back."

"Huh?" Zhisu was surprised, had he forgotten what day it was?

"Didn't you miss me when you urged me to come back like this?" Over there, Shen Xuyao's happy voice rose a few decibels.

……

Zhisu seemed to have been splashed with a basin of cold water, and muttered, "Yes, I miss you." ”

So, you come back quickly!

"Come on, I'll be back when I'm done. You're going to have to eat well, you know? ”

"Well, you too."

Hanging up the phone, Zhisu found that she was holding the quilt tightly in her hand, and the poor cotton wool was almost torn by her.

After buying incense candles and paper money, Zhisu also asked the boss what should be prepared for the children's Qiqi Festival.

When the boss saw that she came to buy these sacrifices alone, he couldn't help but feel sympathy in his heart, and recommended a set of Qiqi sacrifices suitable for children.

There are exquisitely crafted villas, two-storey houses made of paper, with front yards and backyards, and swimming pools. There are also cars, countless gold ingots, toys and so on......

She paid a deposit and planned to come and get it on the same day.

At night, she called Shen Xuyao again and asked him if he could come back the day after tomorrow.

"Zhisu, I'm sorry, something went wrong on my side. I can't come back the day after tomorrow, and it is estimated that I will have to wait until the day after tomorrow at the earliest. ”

There was silence, only a "click" of something was heard cracking.

Zhisu felt that her chest was very depressed, and it was exactly as she expected. He forgot that the day after tomorrow was the seventh day of her poor child.

"It's okay, you can come back when you want, right?" The storm, she thought, had finally come, and a wave had beaten her to the ground. Perhaps, as the soothsayer said, eternal separation is not far off.

"Sorry, dear, I'll try to come back as soon as possible. I miss you so much, don't be angry, okay? ”

"I'm not angry, you're out there...... Stay safe. ”

"Put it down, I'm not going to mess around."

The joking voice came, but it sounded so ironic to Zhisu.

"I'll never forgive you if you dare to."

"Wife, I don't dare! I don't want to be poor, I'll be like a jade. Hip-hop laughter came, like a stinky kid who didn't realize the seriousness of the problem.

On the day of Qiqi, Zhisu got up early in the morning and went to the store to get the set of things. The boss saw that she was alone when she came twice, and he was pitiful, so he offered to send her on a tricycle.

Zhisu couldn't move alone, so she thanked her. The boss not only sent it to the cemetery, but also sent it to the grave herself.

A person burns those things, tears keep falling, and there are some grievances in his heart, which can only be released in this wordless way.

The flames soon set fire to the paper house, and when the wind blew, the ashes flew in the air, and some of them confused Zhisu's eyes.

Standing in front of the tomb, she folded her palms and prayed silently.

"Child, I hope you will be reincarnated as soon as possible. This time, you have to see your eyes, don't be like your mother to the end, your father doesn't love your mother, and you may be abandoned by your husband......"

Paper money is a little difficult to burn, and some thick places can't be burned, and it all depends on the surrounding heat to burn it. The boss told her not to stir it with a stick, otherwise the deceased would not receive the money in good condition underground.

Zhisu was very patient, and it took her almost an hour to burn that set of things. When she got up, she found that her feet were numb on her knees, and countless ants were gnawing on her right leg, and she couldn't slow down for a long time.

It was getting late, and the moon was rising. Although she was born in the era of atheists, she was surrounded by small mound raised like steamed buns, which were eerie and not scary.

"Zhisu?"

A female voice came from behind, so frightened that she "plopped" her ass and sat on the ground, almost thinking that a female ghost was coming to seduce her soul.

"Sorry to scare you?"

In front of him, Yan Ruobing, who was dressed in black professional clothes, looked at the words on the tombstone. He walked over, burned a stick of incense, closed his palms reverently, and closed his eyes for a few seconds.

Seeing this scene, Zhisu's tears could no longer be held back, like a twisted faucet. Even a stranger who has nothing to do with the child can offer a wisp of incense on the day of July 7, but Shen Xuyao, as the father of the child, forgot this important day.

The so-called love is nothing more than that!

"Why are you here?" Zhisu asked, holding herself up on the ground.

"Come and see my dad." Yan Ruobing always felt strange and pitiful when she looked at her alone, the mother who lost her child burned sacrifices to her child on the day of July 7, and she couldn't help but feel a little more pity in her eyes.

"It turns out that my uncle is also here, and I want to visit next time I have a chance."

Yan Ruobing nodded and walked side by side with Zhisu.

"I don't want to go home today, can I go to your place for the night?" Zhisu suddenly spoke, and thought that she might live in a staff dormitory, so she hurriedly changed her words, "Sorry, you should be inconvenient, right?" ”

"I rented a house outside on my own, but it was a bit small."

"It's okay, I'm happy to sleep on the couch." For some reason, she was now so scared to go back to that big empty house.

"I have a pot there, how about eating hot pot in this weather?" Yan Ruobing proposed, and Zhisu agreed.

The two went to the supermarket to buy the ingredients for cooking the hot pot, Yan Ruobing was responsible for washing vegetables and pots and pans, and Zhisu was responsible for cutting vegetables, and the water was boiled early.

When the water boiled, Zhisu put the hard-to-cook meat and other things in the pot, and when it was almost ready, she started eating, drinking the juice while putting the greens.

"Doesn't your company provide accommodation?" Zhisu scooped a few shiitake mushrooms and looked at the small bedroom again.

Although it is small, it has all kinds of organs, and it is neatly organized, and the things that need to be placed are placed wherever they are. Zhisu also noticed that there were two pots of flowers and one pot of goldfish on the windowsill, which shows that the occupants' requirements for quality of life are unambiguous.

"Yes, but I can't get along with them, so I'll just move out alone." In fact, not long after she graduated, she had no savings on hand, and if she hadn't been too squeezed out by her roommates, she wouldn't have spent more money to rent a house alone.

Zhisu saw that she had something to say, and understood her personality, so she also guessed seven or eight points.

"Don't worry, it's gold that shines everywhere; And living alone, how chic it is, and there is no room rules to bind. ”

"That's what I thought, too. Hehe......" Yan Ruobing smiled and muttered a few strange things she had encountered in the company.

It seems that fledgling people are easy to be put on small shoes by their ill-intentioned seniors!

Zhisu shrugged her shoulders and said that her personality was not suitable for entering the company, so she had to be a teacher.