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Chapter 6 Love is the pain you can't bear to throw away

Chapter 6 Love is the pain you can't bear to throw away

He also has pain that cannot be lost. The stain of his unique memory is the root of the difficulty in obtaining peace of mind in the deepest night.But he didn't think it was love.

"Official discussions are not allowed at the dinner table." Mother Han reiterated this table treaty to the father and son after she sat up.Since we are not talking about business, we must talk about something else.

Dean Han didn't take a few sips of the soup, and suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, I seem to remember that you mentioned that you wanted to bring a friend home for dinner. Where's your friend?"

Han Shu buried his head in the soup, groaning inwardly, why is the old man's memory so good today? Didn't he always ignore these trivial matters in the past?

"Yes, baby, I thought you would bring your girlfriend back to show us. I heard that you met another girl. Why didn't she come?"

"Oh, she was supposed to come, but she couldn't come due to urgent matters." Han Shu said vaguely.He couldn't explain to his parents that his girlfriend suddenly had diarrhea and came to his aunt when he arrived at the door, so he ran away.

Dean Han sighed: "How many times have I told you to be more cautious when it comes to men and women? The quality of a young man, do you want to continue to deteriorate like this?"

"Dad, I didn't take my relationship as a joke, I've always been serious." Han Shu refused to accept the label of "degenerate thinking and corrupt morality". He felt that there was no man who was more "five-speaking and four-beautiful" than him.

When Dean Han heard this, he put down his chopsticks: "Very serious? You said you were serious a few times before, how did it turn out? The girl you worked with in your hospital was called Xiao Wang, right? I just heard that you talked about In love, you tell me to break up, isn't this a joke, what is it?"

"Your news is also a little behind." Han Shu laughed dryly.

"Then why did the female doctor that your mother introduced to you break up so well?"

"You don't know, I don't like fat women, my mother insisted on letting me try, but even though that girl is a doctor, she doesn't have a diet at all, and when we eat together, she always sinks her head into 'bajibaji', You can't stand it." Han Shu regretted in his heart, he is not a person who easily speaks out about girls' shortcomings, although it is indeed true.

Dean Han was speechless for a moment, held his breath and continued to ask: "Is this your so-called reason? Tell me what you can do. What about Xiao Zhao? That girl talks about her appearance, her position, her achievements. Not good enough for you? It was agreed to register, why did they break up again?"

"I just suddenly realized that we are not suitable. Bone Essence is Bone Essence, but elites can't help but eat. She is as thin as ribs. It seems that there is no other fun in life except losing weight. I watched her eat without a smile on her face." Discussing calories with me while eating fruit makes me unable to eat." Han Shu felt that it was time for him to explain this matter.

Dean Han almost had a cerebral hemorrhage after hearing this explanation: "Nonsense! If you are fat, you think fat, and if you are thin, you think thin. Do you choose pork or a life partner?" He was still angry after scolding his son, and turned to his wife. , "Look at your good son, go, get him a psychiatrist tomorrow, and see what's wrong in his mind?"

"It's not right for you to say that. I didn't propose the breakup. She took the initiative to tell me, 'Han Shu, do you think it's necessary for us to separate for a while before we get married so that the other party can find himself? Space', then of course I should respect the lady's opinion." Han Shu couldn't help laughing and feeling aggrieved when he thought about the way his ex-fiancée, who was the editor-in-chief of a fashion magazine, said incomprehensible words in an elegant and reserved tone.

Mother Han, who has always been helping her son, couldn't listen anymore at this time, and reproached softly: "Then when someone asks you how long you think this period of time is more appropriate, why shouldn't you say '1 years', you Dad is right, you are indeed too nonsense when it comes to your life's major events, how can we rest assured?"

"Why don't you worry? I don't need to look for a psychiatrist. I will directly contact him with a ward in the mental hospital and send him in, so as not to endanger the society." Probably few people can imagine the appearance of the well-educated Dean Han when he is furious.

Han Shu used a bowl to pick up the food his mother picked up for him, and said in his mouth, "Go after eating."

It is estimated that he is used to his appearance and there is nothing he can do. Dean Han sulked for a while, and then asked, "What does she do?"

"Huh?" Han Shu was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the old man meant to ask about his current girlfriend, "Oh, she is from the Northeast, her parents are in Shenyang, both are civil servants, and she works in the Mechanical Department of G University. He is a teaching assistant and a doctoral student. He is very cheerful and has a good personality, and you will like it." He wisely chose a few points that the elderly valued more and briefly introduced them.

Zhu Xiaobei's clean family background and appearance as a high-level intellectual really made Han Shu's parents think it was acceptable. Dean Han "hummed" again, and just said: "If you have time, let's bring it back for a meal. Let's give it to you." Take a look." After that, there was no more sound.

Mother Han was also afraid that if she didn't pay attention and said something wrong, there would be another quarrel at the table, so she just focused on serving food for the father and son and didn't speak.

When he was about to finish eating, Han Shu suddenly asked: "By the way, Dad, do you have any news about Lao Xie's family, that is, the old Xie uncle who drove you a long time ago. When I was young, you were still there The family that lived close to us when the city attorney's office was in."

Dean Han seemed to be having a hard time remembering for a while before he found such a person from his memory: "He, he hasn't been driving in the procuratorate for a long time. Why are you asking this?"

Han Shu replied lightly: "Oh, I met you on the road a few days ago, and I felt familiar, so I asked casually, do they live in the original place?"

"You have a pretty good memory. In fact, he drove me for no more than two months. I have been transferred from the city courtyard for so many years. How can I still remember so many things?"

Han Shu was a little disappointed by his father's reaction, but it was also expected.Instead, Mother Han raised her chin slightly and recalled: "You are talking about the driver Xie who had a daughter who was about your age, and later gave birth to a son who violated the family planning regulations and was fired by the unit." The woman said to This kind of thing is probably inherently impressive, "He has been expelled from the city court, so he must not live in the original place. Besides, aren't those old houses demolished?"

"Right now, demolition and construction are happening everywhere. In my opinion, most of them are random demolition and construction without planning, wasting taxpayers' money, not much of which is meaningful." Dean Han interjected, and the topic changed, " Recently, I heard that the martyrs cemetery behind the old house will also be relocated, which makes some sense, it has been abandoned for too long, and it is time to find a cleaner place for the martyrs to rest in peace."

"The martyr's cemetery is also relocated? So, those steps are all going to be dug up?" Han Shu finally couldn't take it anymore.

"Why, what do you think about this matter? I don't remember when you had such deep feelings for those revolutionary martyrs." Dean Han felt a little strange about his son's sudden strangeness.

Han Shu said to his mother: "Mom, look, my dad doesn't have a sense of humor as you said."

After dinner, the family sat on the sofa and watched TV for a long time. Han Shu also learned from his father that the relocation of the martyrs cemetery had just been finalized, and it would take a year or so until it was actually implemented.The clock pointed to ten o'clock, and Han Shu bid farewell to his parents.Mother Han was reluctant to part with her and complained why he couldn't simply move back to live. The old man continued to drink tea leisurely, seemingly unconcerned. When his son walked to the entrance, he warned: "Don't take what I say on deaf ears, young man. You have to be down-to-earth in everything you do, as it is in work and in life. Find a wife and stop messing around to smear my face."

"How many times have you said this, and I have repeatedly reiterated that I am serious about this matter and will definitely bring your daughter-in-law back." Han Shu smiled and changed his shoes.

Dean Han looked at his son: "Don't just talk nicely, yes, the times have changed, and what I said may not be absolutely right. You young people, who change girlfriends one by one, don't even know that love is a thing. what."

Han Shu made a goosebump movement to his mother, and was hit on the head by his mother.He formally said goodbye, and agreed on the time when he would come back for dinner next time, and then drove back to his place of residence alone.

Along the way, he was blowing the night breeze, and suddenly remembered the old man's last inexplicable question. In recent years, Dean Han has quite the legacy of the nine-pound old lady, always complaining that one generation is not as good as the next. Although Han Shu disagrees, he It turned out that I really didn't have an answer to this question.He is not an emotional idiot. Since college, he has formally shared relationships with several girls, and it is not uncommon for him to admire someone he likes. However, "love" is such a profound and complicated word.

Back home, Han Shu remembered that he should call the sick Zhu Xiaobei.After connecting, her voice did not have the weakness of a patient at all.

"Are you feeling better?" Han Shu asked.

Zhu Xiaobei didn't answer yes or no, just laughed, and finally added seriously: "I'm sorry today, Han Shu."

Where Han Shu was angry with her, it was fine anyway, so he spread out on the sofa and chatted with her without saying a word.Speaking of the fun of having dinner with the old man at night, Han Shu suddenly asked, "Hey, Zhu Xiaobei, let me ask you, what do you mean by love?"

"You don't need to talk about such a profound question?" Zhu Xiaobei laughed.

Han Shu said, "Aren't you a doctor? Come on, give me a more educated answer."

In fact, he didn't expect to get any answers from Zhu Xiaobei, who was studying mechanics. He just wanted to prove from Zhu Xiaobei's "don't know" that he was not the only one who didn't understand this question, but Dean Han. Most normal people can't answer this question.

Who knew that Zhu Xiaobei was silent for a while on the other end of the phone, and spit out an inscrutable dialogue: "I think, love is the pain that you don't want to give up."

Love is the pain that you are not willing to give up... Han Shu repeats this sentence in a daze, before realizing anything, Zhu Xiaobei has already laughed: "Be fooled, don't think that I don't have a There are many similar aphorisms in the manuscripts, and I will find two for you next time."

Han Shu chatted nonsense with her for half an hour before closing the line.

He thought, he was really taken aback by Zhu Xiaobei's inexplicable blockbuster.While taking a shower, he actually thought of her words again.

Pain is the last barrier for human self-protection. It is a natural instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Is there really pain that makes people reluctant to discard it?
He also has pain that cannot be lost. The stain of his unique memory is the root of the difficulty in obtaining peace of mind in the deepest night.But he didn't think it was love.

Han Shu didn't know that Zhu Xiaobei, who was a big talker, didn't fall asleep either. After turning off the headlights, the light from the computer screen reflected a faint blue on her face.The most recent E-mail is displayed in the opened mailbox.There is only one sentence on it: Xiaobei, find a good man to marry.

(End of this chapter)

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