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Fang Zhiqiang’s face quickly put on a smile and said: “You still want to go to the basement to eat, right? Have you heard that joke?”
Li Xiaoxiao asked : "What a joke." Fang Zhiqiang said: "There was a certain boss. When he was fleeing, he was hungry for a long time. He ate a bowl of noodles. He thought that bowl of noodles was the most delicious food in the world. Many years later, He found the old man who made him the bowl of noodles again
, but he found the bowl of noodles very unpalatable. So, instant noodles are not delicious at all!"
Li Xiaoxiao paused her meat-cutting hand, grabbed a piece of meat and threw it at Fang Zhiqiang, stamping her feet and saying: "Qiangzi, you don't know what romance is at all, you have to ruin the atmosphere, right?"
Fang Zhiqiang covered his face with his hands, made exaggerated dodge movements, and pretended to beg for mercy: "Ah, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I never dare to do it again."
Li Xiaoxiao Smiling with satisfaction: "That's pretty much it."
Fang Zhiqiang sighed, continued to sort out the green onions in his hands, and sighed: "I know, everything tastes delicious when I am with you."< br />
Li Xiaoxiao’s face darkened and she continued to cut the mutton, but she felt that there was a world between herself and Qiangzi. Ai Li soon felt bored. After getting her mother's permission, she sat on the sofa with the chicken legs and watched TV. Fang Zhiqiang and Li Xiaoxiao were occasionally busy with the work at hand, and occasionally thought of fragments from the past. Just talking to each other, they
invariably slowed down, as if they were afraid of the passage of time. It was too fast and the earth would fall apart in the next second. It took more than two hours to finally prepare lunch. By the time the fruits of labor were put on the table, Ai Li was already full. The two of them sat at the table, poured red wine, and talked softly. The words became less and less. In the end, they would just suddenly think of something, then look up at each other and smile. There was a table full of food and not much was eaten at all. The two of them sat at the table
all the time. They both knew in their hearts that after this meal, they didn’t know when they would see each other next time. , maybe tomorrow, maybe when the temples are gray.
The sun's shadow moves westward, and the outside of the house is as bright as water. The sound of car horns can be heard in the distance. The house is so quiet that you can hear your own heartbeat, with only the occasional ticking sound of running water.
The ruthless time never waits for anyone, and a long time has passed before you know it.
Li Xiaoxiao looked back at her son who was sleeping soundly on the sofa, looked at Fang Zhiqiang with tender and sad eyes, and said softly: "Qiangzi, hug me." Fang Zhiqiang said nothing. Without saying anything, he walked over and held her in his arms. He remembered that the first time he had such contact with her was when he dragged her out of the car, so he squatted down, put his left hand through the crook of her leg, and picked her up. Go to the sofa
and sit down.Li Xiaoxiao also hugged his neck and buried her head in his chest.
The two of them cuddled together like this, silently counting every minute and every second, hoping that time could stop at this moment forever.
"Mom! Mom!"
Unsure whether he was talking in his sleep or wanted to pee, Ai Li turned over on the sofa and called vaguely.
Li Xiaoxiao suddenly woke up and raised her head to find that Fang Zhiqiang was also responding to her gaze. Both of them saw reluctance in each other's eyes, but both of them had determination in their hearts.
“It’s time to go.” Fang Zhiqiang said.
"Yeah." Li Xiaoxiao nodded lightly.
She reluctantly got up, woke up her sleepy son, and led him to the bathroom. When she came out, Qiangzi was still standing there blankly, his expression as lost as if he had been beaten. A child abandoned by its mother.
“Qiangzi.” Li Xiaoxiao shouted, tears could not help but well in his eyes.
Fang Zhiqiang woke up from his trance and said in a heavy voice: "Let's go."
He took her bag, touched his son's head, and pulled him He picked her up, walked heavily outside the house, and opened the car door for her as he had done many times in the past.
Li Xiaoxiao walked to the car and looked at him blankly. She closed her mouth tightly, as if if she opened it, endless words would jump out. Finally, she said in a choked voice Called: "Qiangzi, I..." Fang Zhiqiang lit a cigarette, waved the hand holding the cigarette, and opened his mouth, but no sound came out. After two or three seconds, he raised his head a little helplessly. He raised his hand, with an ugly smile on his face, and said: "The atmosphere is here,
I think I should write a poem, but unfortunately I am illiterate and can only say one sentence."
Li Xiaoxiao felt that she should also smile, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't smile. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, knelt down and hugged her son, and said: "I love Li, say goodbye to daddy." "
Ai Li still didn't know what this goodbye meant. He just raised his hand high and waved it vigorously, saying: "Goodbye, dad, I will eat chicken drumsticks next time."
"Okay, next time dad will buy a lot of chicken legs first. Remember to tell Ai Li in advance when he is coming." Fang Zhiqiang smiled softly.
“Goodbye.” Li Xiaoxiao got into the car.
The Porsche made a buzzing sound, and the car body vibrated, as if it was hindered by something, it crawled forward with difficulty. Li Xiaoxiao couldn't stop crying in the car.
She really wanted to look back, and she really wanted to turn around and throw herself into his arms, but the snail of time would eventually reach where it should go., the car turned the corner and then disappeared.
Fang Zhiqiang lit another cigarette, but still didn’t take a puff. He stood in the sun and didn’t notice the ashes falling all over the ground.
Don’t ask about the strengths and weaknesses of a beloved person. From now on, mountains and rivers will never meet again. Xiaoxiao, goodbye.