Chapter 31

The fourth section just began when my mother called.

The Spurs are six points behind.

Twenty-eight-year-old Tim Duncan was upset by the forty-year-old Kal Malone, and Shaquio Neal was making a tantrum after Kobe Bryant was silent.

Even though I ran to the balcony, the domestic audio was still filled with cheers.

What are you doing? It's so noisy.

Watch the game, what's wrong?

Does your school have a Building No. 0?Lao Gao, big glass, pause for a moment, it must be about thirty layers, right?

Forty-two floors, what?I stared at the faint figures on the window, my voice a little hoarse.

I'll stand here.Mother smiled.Maybe she didn't smile, but the smile filled with it, so rich that it was as bright as the sunshine behind her.

I quickly washed my face and brushed my teeth, and called Chen Yao after that.

When her voice came, I didn't know what to say.

After talking nonsense, she asked me what was going on.

I said: My mom is here.

Now it's Chen Yao's turn to be incoherent.

She said first, then said, "Oh my god, and then the sound was gone."

I said hello.

Well, she pondered for a moment, then remained silent for a while, and finally asked, "Can I not go first?"Almost begging.

Fisher replaced Payton when he went out, and the former defeated Duncan in the last 04 seconds of the last game.I suddenly felt sweaty for the Spurs.

My mother is indeed there, which is surprising.

Every time I see her outside of home, I feel like time and space is confused.

But she is indeed close to her.

The trapezoidal platform of Building Zero was huge and wide. My mother stood on it, and while the sun was blowing her hair, she was also incorporated into her belly by the huge tempered glass behind her.

Don't say anything in advance when you come.I must have frowned when I climbed the steps.

My mother hugged her arms, smiling, but not speaking.When I got closer, she patted me: I just wanted to catch you off guard.

I was indeed caught off guard and had to sniff.The woman in front of her was fragrant, and it was a bit too eye-catching in such a place.

Where can I eat it if I go?I took the bag, raised my legs and left, and before that I took a sneak peek at the glass.My mother was wearing a silver-gray suit and her plump buttocks were bulging under her slender waist.

She followed me two steps and stopped again: What's the hurry, wait for someone.

Who Ah?I have an unknown feeling.

You will know when you come.

The wind was really strong, and my mother smiled with her face down and her eyes narrowed.Almost at the same time, her tone changed: Hey, I almost forgot, where is Chen Yao, and I still want to hide Ah?

Oh, I didn't forget my name this time.

My mother has no memory anymore, for fear that she would offend her son by saying the wrong name again, so she specially copied a small notebook dozens of times.

I had nothing to say, so I could only cut it.My mother took my arm and smiled like a flower: Are you a human?

If someone has something to do, he can't come.I didn't look at her, but I could feel the gaze sweeping like a spotlight.After a while, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I turned my face and said: There's really something wrong.

The mother snorted, then laughed, her crystal earlobes and fair neck were exposed as her hair danced.

Even in the shadows, the warm cheeks swayed.

I couldn't help but be stunned, and then I saw He Fang.

She rode her bicycle and drove slowly to the west corridor.

The sunlight cut off a piece of the glass, so Lao He and the bicycle began to deform, as if the ice was melting.

When he saw me, Lao He did not show any appropriate surprise.This is called cunning.She even said to her mother: Yan Lin Ah, smart, a good student!

I had to help her carry the bicycle.

Next, I thought she would take her own car.

However, no.

Old He took his mother's arm and walked forward on his own.

I could only push the cart behind me.

It was the weekend, and there were people coming and going on campus.

The three of us were like some kind of strange exhibition installation, attracting almost all the oncoming eyes.

This feeling is very bad.

Old He also turned his face from time to time, not knowing whether he mentioned me or was worried about his beloved car.

To be honest, she is not short either, but standing with her mother is like being cut off.

This feeling is even more strange.

Besides, Lao He has two eyes behind his butt.

That's right, I just lay on my chiffon trousers and blinked at me.

Last Saturday, two major civil and criminal cases were made up for May 4.

Old He came late and left in a hurry.

In fact, the fools had bet that she was always hurt by love, and it would be difficult to recover for a while.

Therefore, it is a victory for the whole world to be sad.

I once thought it was my victory.

She didn't even mention the paper.

During the break, I deliberately shook in front of her eyes and did not receive any urging or warning.

This made me naively think I had overcome it.

Of course, I don't really plan to not write.

I just feel that since you are not in a hurry, I don’t need to make things too difficult for myself.

Unfortunately, on Wednesday, I was knocked down by Lao He in one fell swoop.

Unprepared.

Before class, she suddenly talked about the paper in public and threatened that it seemed that I was ready to fail the exam.

God is here, I really never prepared for this.

I hurriedly said it was completed, add the directory index and you can submit it on Thursday.

It's not a graduation thesis, what directory index is needed, how fucking it.

That day, I was cobbled together day and night, hoping to get away with it.

Unexpectedly, this directly annoyed Lao He in the office.

After reading the entire article without a sound, she jumped up and down without warning.

She said I wrote a lot (this is the original saying), said that Wang Liming and Wang Zejian could copy one piece, but there was Ravac. It was unheard of me that I was bold and reckless.

Finally, she threw the pages on my face and summed up hoarsely: I can’t copy it well. What else can you do? Ah, why don’t you die!

That's what she said.

The last sentence is repeated to emphasize.

Then big tears fell to the ground.

At first I thought it was sweat, you know, equivalent exchanges for high-intensity labor.

But later Lao He started to sob, and I realized that there shouldn't be such a surging sweat in the world.

I had to close the door.

Lao He sat in front of his desk for a long time with his forehead on his forehead.

I guess it will take half an hour.

When she got up and wiped her face, put on her glasses, she seemed a little surprised when she saw me again.

After moving the mouse, she sat down slowly and said: I have been writing well for two weeks, there is no next time.

I couldn't hear what they said along the way, but in short, I completely forgot my hard labor.

Lunch at the restaurant in the school.

When I sat down in the private room, I realized that the two people in front of me were blushing.

It's incredible.

According to her mother, He Fang and she were roommates in college for three years.

At that time, X University was still in the southwest corner of Pingyang, back to back with the Provincial Normal University. Due to the lack of materials, the two universities inevitably shared some resources.

Basically, 1986 years ago (my mother said at least before she graduated in 1983), the entire school family home was mixed.

According to the number of students enrolled in the school each year, the Ministry of Education and the Provincial Department of Education will repair and arrange dormitories in every possible way.

Sometimes even the faculty and staff are not spared, and many people even have to live in the same room with the students.

There are eight people in my mother's dormitory, half of them are from Provincial Normal University and X University, but only Lao He is the only one in law major (in fact, there are only five law students in the entire 78th class of X University).

Due to personality, the two got quite close until He Fang went to Chongqing after taking the postgraduate entrance examination.

That night, my mother also asked about Lao He's current situation, and I told her and Xiao Li the romantic relationship.

I said it very well, but I don’t understand what kind of psychology I have.

My mother laughed at first, but later she blamed me for talking nonsense.

I said: Really, no one knows about this.

Really?

She tilted her head and thought for a while, and finally said with a smile, "It's getting late, let's take a shower and go."

I hope my mother really treats it as a joke after dinner, otherwise the situation that has turned sharply will make me, the goblin, particularly embarrassed.

At least, keep updating Ah.

Lao He asked me to order food, but I was really embarrassed, so I ruthlessly said that ladies were preferred.

The two ladies studied for a long time and ordered a dry pot and a white-cut chicken.

After that, Lao He sighed, looked at me, and turned to his mother: After a long time, you can get a son in my class!

She wanted to express a kind of humor, and it worked.

In fact, she had already succeeded when she looked up and her big breasts.

I lowered my head and wiped my nose, and heard my mother say: That's right, I've been monitoring you for two years. If someone hadn't ejaculated, I would have to monitor you!

Just these stupid words made the two laugh for a while.

When I looked up, I found that their faces were redder.

The star rating of college hotels is inevitably hydrated, which can be seen from the old decoration, but the dishes are really authentic.

Lao He was quite proud of his mother's repeated praise.

So she excitedly told the only gossip about this four-star hotel: the story of the former dean of the Garden Academy hiring a murderous wife.

This story is barely involved with the hotel. It is a killer's identity as a gang in the catering department.

Even so, when people mention this case, they will always be the first to think of the school hotel and the terrifying plot of hiding the corpse.

If I remember correctly, Lao He talked about this criminal case in the first lesson of law, and was so excited.

As for a dean, as long as he adds the first word, even if he is just five years, it will be enough to erase him from most people's memories.

All we know is that this province's top ten outstanding young people, Luban Award winner, and former government think tank led the design of the provincial landmark building Pingyang Building.

And this is of course an honor that I wished to be framed at the school gate before the incident.

Fortunately, Lao He missed the plot of hiding the corpse today. After lamenting the wasted love and the change in marriage, she asked her mother: Do you still remember Guo Sheng?

The latter obviously lost his impression. Look at Lao He and smiled at me again.

Yang Yuyu Ah, the tall and thin man in my upper bunk, Wuhan girl.

Ah。

Yang Yuyu's boyfriend is Guo Sheng Ah. I forgot that he asked us to pick it up twice in the canteen?

My mother nodded, probably thinking about it.

But Lao He was still resolute, as if the treasure gourd of memories could no longer be blocked once it was opened: Like Yang Yuyu, it looked like a bamboo pole, and she smiled first when she saw someone. She was kind and had a little light in her head and was bald after she was over twenty.

Lao He must have thought that he was in the classroom and danced unscrupulously.

Unfortunately, no one understands what she is going to say.

After drinking half a glass of orange juice, she looked at her mother, then looked at me, and finally turned to her mother again: Guo Sheng is the dean, and Yang Yuyu is the victim.

How could Lao He not pursue a dramatic effect on such occasions.

The above words were just a few minutes, but the atmosphere suddenly changed, and no one knew what to say.

Including Lao He himself.

She drank her other half of the glass of orange juice like a cow, and sighed.

Fate Ah, my mother sighed, then glanced at me, eat quickly, the chicken is all yours.

After that, she slaps Lao He: You, it hasn't changed at all!

Teacher He turned his face and smiled, pruned his lips, but his mother's cell phone rang.

It may have been adjusted to vibrate, buzzing, a little harsh.

The mother took out her cell phone, nodded, got up and walked out.

The sound of short high heels knocking on the ground makes the corridor empty.

Now I had to deal with Lao He alone.

She picked up the chopsticks and said: Did you tell me before?

I said: Ah?

That case.

Oh, said.Silence for a moment.Don’t you eat lotus root slices?Pingyang is famous.I had to pick up two chopsticks.Hidden deeply Ah you?

Ah？

When did you know?

Just got to know Ah.

I blurted out, and felt that it was inappropriate to say this, and my face instantly turned red.

Old He is not much better, maybe she has never been so red when she is with Xiao Li.

Mysterious and terrifying breath of youth Ah.

My mother and I were the most loyal at that time.

If your mother hadn't driven the car, she would have to drink some today.

What is your dad doing?

I watched the theater troupe on TV. Your mother sang well at school, but the environment was not popular.

What do you belong to?

I can't imagine that Lao He could also nag like this, so I would rather talk to her about the draft property law.

Fortunately, the sound of my mother's footsteps went from far to near.

I breathed a sigh of relief and almost turned to the side.

It stopped again.

Hello.

This time the sound was a little loud and my mother walked away again.

I looked up at Lao He and said: What it would be like to be a lawyer in the future? Just look at your mother and you will know.

As soon as he finished speaking, my mother pushed the door open and entered, and the speed was surprisingly fast.

Lao He said: Busy man!

That's right, my mother smiled, stroked her hair, and even breathed a sigh of relief. Hey, did you two not eat Ah?

When she came out of the hotel, her mother said she wanted to talk to Lao He for a while.

I said I'll leave first.

She looked at her watch and said: Don’t go far, come back in twenty minutes.

I really had no place to go, so I had to go to the curb at the school gate and drank a can of beer.

Through the iron fence, they could be seen sitting on a bench under the weeping willows.

It took about half an hour before my mother called.

So I walked back.

The two had already walked to the corridor on the west side of the sculpture.

Seeing me coming, Lao He stepped on his beloved bicycle.

I said: Goodbye, Teacher He.

She smiled and said: Don’t forget the paper.

Only then did I realize that I was careless and underestimated the enemy.

Sure enough, my mother asked about the paper.

I don't know how much she knows, so I have to avoid the important things and tell the truth.

She said: Are you too careless?

I said: Where is it?

She said: Yan Lin, please listen, I will let you do the rest. I can’t spare you when I’m messing around with it.

She really said that, standing at the school gate.

I don’t know if it was Pingyang’s wind or something else that made her frown.

For the first time, I found myself much taller than my mother.

Until I stood beside Picasso, I didn't say a word.

My mother stabbed me in an elbow and said: Why, are you still angry?

I was really not angry, so I said: I was not angry.

Virtue, mother opened the car door and got on the car.

What to do?

Let's talk about it later.

She slapped me on the ass.

In order to prove that I was not angry, I took the initiative to ask Lao He what he was talking about with her.

Mother spat: What are you, a man, thinking about?

After a moment, she murmured again: Teacher He has broken up, and you won’t be so angry about your mother.

Although I knew it wasn't supposed to, I still laughed out loud.

You are really not sympathetic.My mother glanced at me a few times, her face became tense and tense, and finally she fell to the steering wheel with a squirting sound.

The technology market is in the North Second Ring Road, and it takes nearly two hours to go back and forth.

There are four machines installed, one for home use, and three for the troupe.

My mother asked me if I wanted it, and I quickly shook my head.

She asked what was wrong.

I said it was not necessary.

It’s not that it’s really not necessary, but that computers are time black holes in college dormitories.

Use some more sophisticated methods to pass your boredom.

During this period, my mother answered several calls, and after that, she said that there are more and more invitations to go out now, and there have been more than ten in the past half month.

Isn't it good to have too many invitations?

Everyone treats you as a drama troupe, it’s nothing more than a wedding or a temple fair. At most, there are two or three cultural festivals, which is far from my mother’s original intention.

Only then did I remember the serious business and asked if the Pingju School had signed the contract.

The agreement was completed, and my mother smiled. There will be a signing ceremony in Pinghai in a few days.

I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but I felt light and couldn't hold anything.

But the sunlight above the head is vigorous and powerful.

On the way back to school, Chen Yao called.

She asked where I was.

I said I'll arrive in the car soon.

Lingtang is gone?

not yet.

oh.

I want to say Oh no, she has hung up the phone.

Mother asked who Ah.

I said Chen Yao.

She asked what was wrong.

I said it's okay.

She glanced at me and snorted for a while.

However, as soon as I entered the university town, I saw Chen Yao.

She combed her high ponytail, wore a white-edged purple-leaf dress, and stood under the parasol at the roadside stall with her face.

At four o'clock, there were not many people at the school gate, and the bare asphalt road was as bright as a mirror.

The dazzling wind carried the heat from the ground and pulled various plastic bags to fly all over the sky.

All this made Chen Yao very strange.

I had to lean on it.

Fifteen minutes have passed since my mother and Chen Yao’s historic meeting, and I am still a little nervous.

I mean I'm even more nervous than Chen Yao.

The latter can be easily retracted and relaxed in front of his mother.

She sucked Sprite and talked about her profession with lip service, as if she had really grabbed a needle called Big Data and could do it on your forehead immediately.

On-site acceptance, no sweetness, no money.

I have never heard of the nouns and the various things she said, but my mother listened to them with relish.

I really have nothing to say unless God allows me to smoke a cigarette.

After my mother parked the car, the first thing she did was to shake hands with Chen Yao.

She said that the girl was so beautiful, and Chen Yao blushed.

Of course, it may be the sun shining red.

Then we found a cold drink shop and sat down.

After I quickly killed a can of beer, I had to ask for another bottle of Coke.

The two ladies were slow and steady.

My mother asked about her hometown and major.

Although I have reported this information to her in fragmented form.

I don’t ask about my family and mother, I don’t know if it’s out of politeness or caution.

After the two bottles of Sprite were bottomed out, the mother looked at the sun outside and expressed her desire to invite Chen Yao to dinner.

Of course, time is not a big deal, so Chen Yao smiled.

Her feet in flat sandals secretly kicked me under the table.

Let's do this, my mother looked at her watch, held her hands together, and her smile was as bright as the outside world. If you two are fine, she would accompany me to the antique market and invite you two to dinner.

The antique market is actually a freak market, including various old books.

Based on the old book business, after filling and expanding, it has grown into the largest book market in the surrounding provinces and cities in just a few years.

The most important thing is that you can find all kinds of unpopular things here.

So a large number of book lovers were born, and they wandered around when they had nothing to do.

At such a moment, they were flowing around them like hot porridge, which was extremely annoying.

My mother said that she was invited to open a column in Pinghai Evening News to talk about some past events in Pingju, but she rolled up her sleeves and her head was empty and she couldn't write anything.

It is also good to be able to copy some.

She held Chen Yao's arm and smiled very well.

As for me, of course I can only carry the book with my bag.

This trip took nearly two hours. I had to remind my mother to seize the time. She said that the emperor was not in a hurry to the eunuch.

When it came out, it was already dark, and my mother rushed to the south gate of Normal University with a familiarity.

She said like a goblin that there was a barbecue on the embankment, which made Chen Yao and I stunned.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the breeze is whispering, and the river water in the flat sea has been tossing for hundreds of kilometers and stretching under our feet.

I burped comfortably.

Chen Yao is blooming like a gentle moonlight flower, which is rare to see.

My mother took off her little suit and tied her hair, saying that she wanted to have a drink, too.

So I drank it.

Now even Chen Yao became a little unscrupulous.

The moonlight is vast, soft and erratic, and the smile is bright and mellow like the wind.

I felt myself almost melting in the evening of this era.

Later, my mother called the house and explained that she would go back tomorrow.

After that, my phone was in my hands. First, it was my father and grandma. I couldn't understand what I said.

However, when I hung up the phone, my hand shook into my inbox, and my inadvertent glance made my heart shrink quickly.

A text message collected at 2:45 pm: I am in Pinghai today, can I tell you?

It is a strange number starting with 131.

There is only one text message, but there are more than a dozen calls. The earliest record still exists on April 10, which is the day my mother came to Pingyang last time.

Maybe why, almost instantly, the woman I met in Hualian broke out of my mind.

Her round curve made my chest expand rapidly like the night wind.

My mother was telling Chen Yao about interesting things in the troupe, and the two of them laughed from time to time.

I put down my phone, picked it up, and put it down again.

I raised my head and fucked half a glass of beer.

The moon climbed stickyly on the broken city wall to the west, like the heads of some undersea creature.

Chen Yao is innocent and begs her mother to say a few words.

The latter cleared his throat and glanced at me. His dexterous hands floated up like a water snake under the moonlight: You see, its body is buried in the mud and is spotless, upright and upright, and is ashamed to be competing for beauty, and only wishes the fragrance to spread far and near.