The Door Keeps Getting Smaller And Smaller

Cheng Zi has always wanted to raise a cat. Lu Shenxing thinks he must be dreaming, "cat hair will fall everywhere, and there is a smell, not to mention the paws will pick up the stool, sofa, bed, table, coffee table, everything in the house. There may be paw prints on it."

"...Forget it, when I didn't say it." Cheng Zi's hair on his body stood up.

Within a few days, Cheng Zi didn't know where to get back two goldfish, but they didn't arrive in half a month. The fish's eyes widened, his belly bulged, and he ascended to heaven because he fed too much.

Lu Shenxing, who came back from get off work, put his briefcase on the sofa, took off his suit, and reached out to touch the top of Cheng Zi's black hair, "Sorry, change."

Cheng Zi's mouth twitched, holding the fish tank to close the place and continuing to see the two fish off.

In order to catch up with work, Cheng Zi stopped working from 9 to 5 and often worked overtime. It was common to stay up until 3 or 4 in the morning. Working hours were chaotic. He often dragged his tired feet home. Lu Shenxing was already asleep and didn't even say a word. on.

The reduction in time to get along made Cheng Zi feel uneasy. He refused his boss’s retention and quit his job to join a real estate company.

Lu Shenxing asked strangely when he knew, "Why don't you come to me?"

Cheng Zi didn't say that he had seriously considered it, and also specifically searched for the good and bad of the husband and wife working in the same company, and finally decided to choose another way out.

"Go and take down a few packages from the study." Lu Shenxing didn't ask much, and was busy changing clothes and going out.

Cheng Zi took things, and the two went to Cheng Tian Taoist for dinner.

"Old Seven, don't blame the eldest brother for speaking badly. When you are old, there is no junior, who will take care of you?" Cheng Tiandao frowned and drank a sip of liquor, "Really planning to go to the nursing home to be a widow and lonely old man?"

Lonely old man?Lu Shenxing's facial muscles|||pumped meat, "Brother, I am a family man, I have a wife."

"Xiao Zi will have an old day" Cheng Tiandao stared at him.

"When he gets old, I should have gone to see King Yan." Lu Shenxing smiled.

"..." Cheng Tiandao listened to the other party's indifferent tone, as if he was going to see the king of Yan and the old king next door.

"Having a child has expectations and hopes, it is consummation."

Before Cheng Tiandao could say anything, he glanced at his son looking to him, his eyes darkened, and he turned his gaze away with a guilty conscience.

Coming by, Cheng Zi glanced at the wine glass on the table, "Dad, what did the doctor say?"

"You can't drink." Cheng Tiandao coughed, "Your uncle is here and Dad is happy, so he took a sip."

He secretly winked at Lu Shenxing, but Lu Shenxing pretended not to see it.

"Well, dad promise not to drink it." Cheng Tiandao surrendered unclearly under Cheng Zi's gaze.

In the first ten years after Lu Shenxing and Cheng married, Cheng Tiandao couldn't afford to be ill, and he didn't even know anyone. Fang Wen stayed with him to eat and drink Lhasa.

Cheng Xiaomi, who is already in elementary school, is well-behaved and sensible. When she meets Lu Shenxing and yells uncle sweetly, she will lie in his ear and whisper sister-in-law when she gets upset.

Lu Shenxing was grabbed by her hand and went to the room, saying he wanted to see the painting.

"This is my father and this is my mother." Cheng Xiaomin giggled, showing teeth with missing front teeth, looking cute and serious like an adult, "This is me." She said with a smile, "There are more, This is brother and uncle."

Lu Shenxing glanced at the painting that Cheng Xiaomi was holding. The crooked people inside were painted colorfully, and there were small trees, sun, and small rivers nearby.

This is a child’s world, clean, simple and beautiful.

"Uncle, why doesn't my dad recognize me?" Cheng Xiaomi's mouth flattened, and the first dwarf was poked with her fingers, her voice aggrieved.

Lu Shenxing rubbed the little girl's face and wiped away the tears on it. He had seen too much birth, old age, sickness and death, and was already numb, and it was difficult to be touched|moved.

In a room downstairs, the old man on the bed was in a daze, and he was saying something, his crooked mouth dripping with saliva, and he was wiped off by the handkerchief that came over.

"Xiao Zi, Auntie can't ask for this money."

Fang Wen pushed away the card that Cheng Zi had handed over, "Your dad has worked hard for a lifetime, and he has a lot of savings, which is enough for us."

"Then be my elder brother giving it to Xiaomi." Cheng Zi put it in Fang Wen's hand and turned away before she said anything.

Fang Wen raised his hand and wiped his eyes, he said.

Four years later, Cheng Tiandao left. Cheng Zi was in a meeting that day. He heard Cheng Xiaomi's gasping cry and the pen in his hand fell.

About four years of days and nights, Fang Wen's hope and sorrow were wiped out. She calmly participated in Cheng Tiandao's funeral, and only Cheng Xiaomi called her father in a crying voice.

Lu Shenxing was wearing a black suit, blending with the umbrella in his hand. Standing next to Cheng Zi, looking at the person on the tombstone, he felt indescribable.

"Old seventh, eldest brother is gone, why don't you take it seriously?" The old third said angrily.

Lu Shenxing's eyes were very dry, and there was no obvious sadness on his face. It was indeed easy to create the illusion that he was attending a stranger's funeral.

The sixth man Cheng Tianyuan frowned, "Third brother, the seventh is just bad words."

I think he is cold-blooded, the third child pouted, glanced at the tombstone, and asked his wife and children to leave together.

Lu Shenxing took out the veil and gave it to Cheng Zi. He sighed, "How old are you, wipe your nose."

Cheng Zi took it with his head down, twisting his nose muffled.

As soon as his wife left, Fang Wen's life center was placed on his daughter Cheng Xiaomi, and he carefully supported her to go to university, taught her how to be a man, and was grateful.

Cheng Xiaomi has her own family, loves her husband and lovely children, and the elderly Fang Wen finally has no worries and walks quietly.

Life is inseparable from joys and sorrows. Some people cry, some laugh, there is death, and there is new life.

In the second year after Fang Wen left, Cheng Xiaomi became an advanced parturient. She deliberately adopted the child to Cheng Zi, but Cheng Zi refused without hesitation.

"I don't want to share him with anyone."

Cheng Xiaomi was taken aback. She would never understand her brother's love for her uncle. It was too extreme, and her uncle never rejected it, as if she had been used to it for several lifetimes.

Once Lu Shenxing and Cheng Zi went on a trip, they met Wei Ni and his family of three. When they talked about the paintings in the sketchbook, Cheng Zi smiled.

"Why didn't I think of it?" Wei Ni felt speechless for his rough nerves.

Cheng Zi stared at the man who was sitting by the river fishing with his back facing him. He didn't even notice it. When he found out, there was no way out.

At night, Lu Shenxing noticed that the person in his arms was moving like a loach. His breathing was choked, and he hugged Cheng Zi from behind. The two of them babbled profusely in the quilt for a long time.

The inventory was completely gone, and Lu Shenxing went to the road the next day to be a good boy who picked up a penny and gave it to the police|||Uncle Cha.

Year after year passed, Lu Shenxing was too old to walk, he was still in this world, Cheng Zi and their home were real, tasks and systems seemed to be his dreams.

Cheng Zi's biggest wish in his life was to keep his brother-in-law at home and let him rely on him. He finally got his wish when he was forty-nine years old.

When spring arrives, people are prone to sleepiness, and they don't know when they wake up, and the sounds of birds outside are clamoring and making noises.

Lu Shenxing slumped under the covers and smelled the scent of steamed buns.

"Uncle, get up for breakfast."

Cheng Zi took the rag and wiped the table back and forth twice, brought in the millet porridge and the white steamed buns that had just come out of the pot, and stirred gently in the bowl with a spoon to let the heat dissipate.

"Uncle?"

As soon as he lightened his body, the quilt was lifted. Lu Shenxing squinted his eyes and put on the clothes Cheng Zi had put on the bed in the morning, and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face.

There is no mirror in front of the sink, which was requested by Lu Shenxing, because he didn't want to see a wrinkled old man in the mirror at all.

"Uncle, the porridge is going to be cold."

Cheng Zi's voice rang out, and Lu Shenxing wiped his face away, "You don't need to go to the company today?"

"Today I will stay at home with you all day." Cheng Zi curled his lips in Lu Shenxing's strange eyes, "Today is your birthday."

"My nephew, thank you for not saying your birthday." Lu Shenxing cast a blank look.

The corner of Cheng's mouth twitched, "Uncle, you really don't have to worry about how old you are, you are already..."

Before that sentence came out, Lu Shenxing stuffed a bun in his mouth.

After eating Cheng's self-fed porridge, Lu Shenxing looked at the bird cage hanging on the door. When he was hungry, some people cooked, and when it was cold, some people added clothes. He has lived for many years.

Longevity noodles have been boiled many times and they are already proficient. Cheng Zi used chopsticks to pick up a piece of noodles and put it in Lu Shenxing's mouth. "Don't bite this year||broken."

"Could it be that I can really live a hundred years after I eat one whole piece?" Lu Shenxing watched while eating noodles, slurred.

Cheng Zi's hand paused, his eyes lowered and he held his chopsticks seriously, motionless.

He said to accompany Lu Shenxing for a day, and he really stayed by his side all day, keeping his eyes on.

Having eaten early in the evening, Cheng Ziduan Shui soaked Lu Shenxing's feet, and after a while he put his feet in, rubbing the opponent like before.

Lu Shenxing pressed the back of his instep, wearing reading glasses, staring at the football match replayed yesterday, "Be good, don't make trouble."

"I saw it and it turned out to be three to one." Cheng Zi said slowly.

"..." Lu Shenxing.

Unhappy about this, Lu Shen didn't take care of him until he went to bed.

Cheng Zi reached into Lu Shenxing's sparse white hair, pressed his fingers|belly against his scalp, combed them with gentle movements.

"Don't touch it anymore, touch it again and it will fall out." Lu Shenxing put Cheng Zi's hand off next to the pillow.

"Uncle, let me tell you a story." Cheng Zi said while lying next to him, holding his head. On the river bank..."

Lu Shenxing's thoughts grew deeper and deeper, and he fell asleep in Cheng Zi's gentle voice.

"The kitten fell in love with fish, and they lived happily together." Cheng Zizai Lu Shenxing kissed on the forehead and said softly, "Good night, uncle."

In the second half of the night, I heard the wind and rain faintly. I don't know how many peach blossoms fell on the peach tree in the courtyard.

Stop here this time, try not to write down the final death process, the fourth volume walks away, fake father and son, wealthy