Mr.Zhong, you have to be responsible for me

The bell sounded late with a serious and sincere face. "Old comrade, I heard that you were a good comrade who especially liked low-key diligence and thrift when you were young. You must continue to maintain this fine tradition."

"Hum, the money I spend is not my money. It's all earned by your father. Who does not spend it for?"

"Me."

"Can you finish it?"

"I can't spend all my money, but I have my children and grandchildren..."

"Get out, get out quickly. I have a headache listening to you."

The old man waved to drive her away, then picked up his mobile phone and told Zhong Nanyu at the other end, "this time I won't do it in the hotel. I'll directly pack a villa and have a celebration party."

Zhong Nanyu naturally has no problem.

He has a lot of money anyway.

The bell rang late and didn't bother to take care of it. He wandered out of the old man's study and went to the kitchen.

Let the domestic servant wash a plate of fruit for her, and she went upstairs with the fruit in her arms.

Back in her room, she sat cross legged on a mat on the wooden floor, eating fruit and brushing a circle of friends.

It's hard to be quiet in the circle of friends today. The little friends who had been drying all kinds of food, drink and fun in the circle of friends every day had no news. It's estimated that the results are coming out and they have become honest one by one.

Zhong shengwan thought that she was probably the first student in Nanhua to know her college entrance examination results.

I got a good score in the exam. The bell sounded late and I felt happy and relaxed.

She hummed and brushed the circle of friends. After brushing the circle of friends, she opened the microblog again.

Compared with the quiet circle of friends, microblog is much more lively.

Various interesting entertainment news came one after another. When the clock was brushing vigorously in the evening, I received a wechat.

She quit microblogging and opened wechat.

The message was sent by Chen Hao. He sent a photo.

The bell opened the picture later. With only one look, the original happy mood fell a little bit.

The photo was taken secretly. The person in the photo is Xu Jingzheng.

In the photo, he is wearing a black dress, wearing a white flower on his right chest, holding a box in his hands. The box is square and looks a little like

At the moment, Xu Jingzheng hung his head slightly and looked at the box in his hand.

His back is straight, and the background behind him is a cemetery

Unable to wait to send a message to ask, the bell called Chen Hao directly in the evening.

It rang several times before it was picked up over there.

Chen Hao's voice, "hello."

"Isn't it," said the bell with a deep breath, "his grandfather..."

"Well," Chen Hao walked aside, avoided the crowd and found a relatively quiet place, "brother Zheng, his grandfather died suddenly. He was fine a few days ago."

The bell rang late and became silent.

One year, grandma and grandpa died one after another. The bell sounded late and knew the meaning of Grandpa and grandma to Xu Jingzheng

My heart clearly hates him and hates him, but at the moment, I don't know why, but I feel sorry for him.

So he asked softly, "is he okay?"

"Not good," Chen Hao said in a heavy tone. "I haven't had a mouthful of water or food these two days. I haven't even closed my eyes. If I didn't have to take care of Grandpa's affairs, I'm afraid he would have fallen down."

After listening to the bell for a long time, Chen Hao at the other end of the phone didn't make a sound.

After a while, someone over there seemed to be calling Chen Hao. He answered, and then said to the bell on the phone, "I'm busy."

"OK."

"You..." Chen Hao paused. "If you can, can you call brother Zheng..."

The bell pursed its pink lips at night and didn't make a sound.

Chen Hao sighed, "forget it."

With that, he hung up directly.

Bell night put the mobile phone aside. She sat beside the bed. She didn't know what she was thinking and her brain stagnated.

Until someone knocked on the door outside, Su Mian's voice came in from outside the door, "late."

When the bell rang late, he got up and went to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, she was hugged by Su Mian.

"Oh, my darling," Su Mian said happily, "mom is so happy."

Then he kissed her again and again.

Kiss one on the left face and one on the right face

"Mom," the bell stopped her from kissing, and pulled her down on the edge of the bed.

Seeing that her face was not very good, Su Mian immediately asked, "what's the matter? Why are you not happy with your test?"

The bell shook his head late, and his voice was a little low, "not because of his grades..."

"Huh?"

The bell lowered its head and was silent for a while. The voice was very light, "his grandfather died too..."

They were so close that Su Mian could hear her clearly.

Slightly stunned for a moment, and then reflected the meaning of her words.

She asked, "Xu Jingzheng?"

"Yes."

Su Mian couldn't help sighing, "that child is also suffering..."

He lost two close relatives in one year, and he was also his two most important relatives.

Su Mian then asked her, "I seem to have heard you say that he grew up with his grandparents?"

"Well," Zhong shengwan nodded gently, "his parents divorced as soon as he was born. His father disappeared. His mother remarried when he was seven years old, and now he has his own children there..."

Su Mian is a softhearted girl. When she looked at her daughter because the boy surnamed Zhong was sad, she couldn't kick the boy.

But at the moment, listening to the bell late, I couldn't help saying, "now my grandparents have died, leaving him alone."

In a word, when the bell rang late, my heart was sour and my eyes turned red.

She hugged Su Mian, buried her face in her arms and sobbed, "Mom, I clearly hate him, but I was so sad to hear his grandfather die."

So sad, really sad.

Her heart was like a stone. It was so heavy that she couldn't breathe.

Zhong shengwan knew that she was sad not because of his grandfather's death, but because of him.

She knew he would be sad, so she was sad too.

For a year, Mingming hated him to death in his heart, but he couldn't listen to him at all.

He had a bad life, and the hatred and resentment towards him turned into heartache.

She would rather he had a good life, she would rather blame him and hate him than hurt him a little.

Su Mian hugged the bell in her arms late and looked distressed. She put a soft voice to comfort her, "silly child, whether you like it or hate it, it shows that you still have him in your heart. When you see him sad, you will naturally be sad. This is human nature."

"But mom, what should he do in the future?" the bell cried more and more sadly. "He has no relatives..."

She was heartbroken about his loss and worried more about his future.

On the way to the future, without the company of his grandparents, is he alone?

Thinking that he was left alone from then on, the bell couldn't stop the tears.

Her words made Su Mian's eyes red.

She is the kindest girl in the world.

Hurt, but still think of each other.

Pain his loss, worry about everything he will face.

With a sigh in her heart, she gently pushed away the bell in her arms, then looked at her eyes full of tears and said softly, "A person's life is actually like a train. Some people get on the train earlier than you. For example, your grandparents, parents and elders will accompany you for some time as much as possible, but at some stations, they will get off one after another. Without their company, you may be afraid, sad and uneasy, but others will get on the train and accompany you for some time."

"Everyone's life is between gain and loss, but the time is early and late." Su Mian paused and said, "everything Xu Jingzheng is going through now is something that each of us has to experience. He just experienced earlier than your peers..."

"But I also believe that after experiencing these storms and thorns, he will become stronger and stronger."

"Later, all the suffering in the world is temporary, and he will get better."

.......

After dinner, the bell rang late, said hello to Su Mian and went out.

There are South and North lanes in the North City, and the north and South lanes are inhabited by dignified people.

However, compared with the South Lane, the identity of the people living in the North Lane is more noble.

The old house of the Zhong family is in the North Lane, and the yard of Xu Jingzheng's family is in the South Lane.

North Lane and South Lane are not far away. It took half an hour to walk.

In the evening of June, the weather was a little dull, as if it was going to rain.

The clock sounded late and walked very slowly. She walked for nearly an hour after half an hour.

At the entrance of Nanxiang lane, it was completely dark, and the street lights lit up. She stopped at the entrance of an alley and looked in through the street lights on one side.

There are no street lamps in the Hutong, only the lights from the hidden doors of each family.

She stood quietly for a moment, finally raised her feet and walked in.

The alley was very deep. She walked for a while and stopped at the door of a house.

She came to this place once. The last time she came was in the evening. In front of the same door, there were white cloth strips hanging on the lintel. The cloth strips fell down. A gust of wind passed, and the white cloth strips floated with the wind.

At the sound of the bell, he looked up and stared at the white cloth for a long time until footsteps came from behind.

Familiar footsteps, even after a long time, she can still hear them.

Slowly turn back and look at the man standing a few steps away

He was still wearing a black dress and white flowers in his coat pocket. The difference was that he was empty handed and the box he had held in his hand was gone.

By the light from the opposite yard, the sight of the late bell swept him from head to foot, and finally fell on his pale face.

His face was pale and a bit of abnormal flushing

The bell opened his mouth late and was about to open his mouth, but Xu Jingzheng took the lead in opening his mouth, "Why are you here?"

His voice was so hoarse that it seemed that he had not drunk water for a long time.

The bell stood in place late at night, looked at him, and his voice was very light, "I'll come and have a look."

Xu Jingzheng looked at her and said nothing. He raised his feet and walked towards her.

The bell kept looking at him at night, watching him approach

How long haven't you seen him?

Is he tall again?

The hair is shorter, almost board inch.

His face was very bad and haggard; The lip color is also bad. It is blue and white, and the corners of the lips have dry skin

His eyes drooped, and she couldn't see everything in him

What was the last time I met?

Remember, it was the time he left school before the college entrance examination. He was riding on his bike. She dragged her suitcase and looked at it from a distance.

At that time, she hated him in her heart.

So that when Chen Hao proposed to go out for a party, she didn't even think about it and refused directly.

Don't want to see him, don't want to see him.

But today, I couldn't help coming to him.