"Xiaohai, the climate this year is really a bit abnormal." Professor Wang, the neighbor who lives up and down the stairs with Hai Ruo and Dongdong, is an old man who teaches philosophy. After a few years, he began to nag."Tell you, this last winter, there was not much snow, how many times did it come?"

"Well, just three little snow games." Carrying the shopping bag in his hand, Hai Ruo recalled a little and concluded.

"Yes, yes, look, there are only three light snowfalls, and the fields are all dry in spring. This summer has just come, and the typhoons are blowing one after another, and the typhoons are blowing one after another. At noon, it was dark and scary.” Professor Wang is a typical southerner. He couldn’t change his accent for decades in the north. Hai Ruo’s mother was a girl from a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. When I stayed at my grandmother's house, listening to Wu Nong's soft words in the quaint small town, Hai Ruo lay down at the back window of the grandmother's house, watching the awning boat ride the waves.

"Yes." I was taken out of childhood memories, and even her words were mixed with sweetness, "Where did it rain so much in the past few years? It's very strange."

"That's it," Professor Wang's "yes" was pronounced as "si", "From a philosophical point of view, this is a general connection problem, Xiaohai, look at it..."

Dongdong, who walked behind them, carefully avoided the puddles on the ground, looked at Professor Wang Barabala’s materialism with a little speechlessness, and glanced at Hai Ruo, who listened carefully and agreed with him from time to time... His owner was really heartfelt. Kindness.

When I got out of the elevator, I said goodbye to Professor Wang. Dongdong immediately meowed as he looked like he hadn't said enough. Hai Ruo nodded apologetically to Professor Wang. , Got out of the elevator.

Seeing the elevator door closed and closed, she opened the door and sighed slightly-although she thought it was interesting to talk to him, Professor Wang was still too "talkative".Looking back at Dongdong's clever appearance crouching at the door, "Little clever ghost." She scratched his nose affectionately, "Quickly go in, it's so hot outside."

"Meow." It's almost the time to take a bath, and today it was too hot, so it was just a symbolic resistance for the winter and winter, and then I submissively took a shower.

"Do you think Professor Wang is a bit too eloquent." While applying shampoo to Dongdong, Hai Ruo said, seeming to be talking to herself. In fact, she and Dongdong have always communicated like this. She knows that the Winter Games Hearing what she said, although not sure if he could understand it, she had always talked to Dongdong Wudong.

"I also feel a little bit, but when he thinks of him seeing me from a great distance, he will come up, grab one of my bags and carry it in order to find someone to talk to, so I can't bear it at all." Hai Ruo picked up the sprinkler. Dongdong rushed, and Dongdong stretched out comfortably.

"Look, his son went abroad to go to high school last year, and his wife went to study with him, but he was left empty at home... I can't bear it when I think about it," Hai Ruo thought of going elsewhere. ."By the way, I haven't seen my aunt for several months. How about asking her to come and stay for a few days."

"Mie." The woman acted neatly, not clingy, and had no opinion.

"Well, plus you, our family can be considered a small reunion. How about taking a family portrait." Hai Ruo remembered this. "The last time I took the family portrait was when my parents were there."

Dongdong noticed her trembling spirit, crawled out of the bathtub, and asked to blow dry.

When he came to Hai Ruo's house for a little more than three years, Chu Chengyu had "understood" Hai's situation.Hai Ruo was a daughter that her parents had when they were almost young. Her mother was quite guilty when she gave birth, and she loved her very much.Her father used to be a soldier. After he was discharged from the army, he entered the police academy to teach. He and her mother taught at the university just across the street. He met each other by chance and got married after being in love.

Hai Ruo’s mother is a well-known historian in China. Hai Ruo’s choice of ancient literature as a major can be regarded as a family heritage. His father is hard but he does not lose favor and his mother is gentle but not spoiled. Hai Ruo’s growth seems to be inborn lack. The issue of love is straightforward.

Until Hai Ruo was twenty-four years old, when she had just graduated from postgraduate, the application for her Ph.D. admission was almost completed. It was a good time for her high spirits, but terrible news fell.

It was also fortunate that her aunt had been with her at that low point, and later there was Dongdong, and Hai Ruo had completely restored his former vitality and happiness.

If Hai Ruo's past can be regarded as a turbulent bitan, then in comparison, Chu Chengyu's memory can only be an obscure stagnant water.

His parents were still alive without accident, but after he was seven or eight years old, he had hardly seen them.

Their marriage was a total error from the beginning, and he was the center of this error.

Who knows that after an ordinary night of confusion, two people who have never intertwined have hit such a dead knot that cannot be separated, especially, the center of the knot is Chu Chengyu.

His mother is Miss Everyone. The person she likes is married. She raised her sorrows in a very old-fashioned way. After getting drunk, she spent the night with a stranger inexplicably-it sounds like the beginning of a romance, but it is The general ending of the reality apocalypse.

She was pregnant. She couldn't get rid of the child due to her weakness, so she had no choice but to find the father of the child and reluctantly join the family.By the time Chu Chengyu was five years old, his mother finally found her love, and Chu Chengyu's father completely ignored him except for eating, drinking and playing with his mother's money.

His mother once asked if she wanted to go abroad with her. Chu Chengyu shook her head, not to mention how embarrassing it would be to insert her into her upcoming happy family. He himself had no sense of closeness to his mother who could not meet several times a year.

Not only that, he also quickly left his biological father, and from the age of seven or eight years old, he started to get enough food and clothing from his mother to learn to live by himself.

After so many years, he lived by himself.He used to think he was living well.

Moreover, his life is not without warmth.When he was ignored, the neighbor’s eldest brother once patted him on the shoulder to encourage him. When his stomach was empty all day, the aunt upstairs dragged him home for dinner, and his teacher in junior high school After learning about his family situation, I will talk to him at intervals and exchange ideas.

But he still became such a person. Since college, his height has jumped to 1.85 meters, and his facial features have gradually become sharper. Some girls confessed to him. Without exception, he ignored him. He was almost indifferent. indifferent.

In fact, his heart is yearning for this kind of feeling, but another kind of uncertainty and fear of love suppressed this yearning.

Chu Chengyu knew that this was his own problem.

Yearning for warmth, but afraid that the warmth will never be my own, so I will never reach out to touch.

Until the end of life as a person, I am cared for, cared for, and cared for with all my heart.

Until passively plunged into this whole piece of warm sun, without paying attention, he was already deeply sunk and unable to get out.

This is the only solution to the equation for him.

Aunt Hai Ruo arrived the next day. As usual, she drove her very arrogant red Maserati, packed a few clothes and came over. When she came this time, her burgundy wave was cut off. The ear roots are still very fashionable, even more queen-like.

"Why my aunt has lost a lot of weight recently?" Hai Ruo rarely wanted to go out to eat, so he called and booked a western restaurant. "Would you like to lose weight?"

"That's right." Aunty replied carelessly, flipping through Hai Ruo's recent manuscript."By the way, have you made any progress in your romantic life recently?"

"puff."

This is not Hai Ruo, but Dongdong who is drinking water.But if Hairuo had liquid in his mouth, it might be more exaggerated than Dongdong.

"Aunty, don't you know..."

"Know that you are asexual." Haixiang rolled his eyes, "But people often change. You love me and I love him. In the end, I love you again. From nothing, life is the most interesting thing. Is it here."

"But... I really didn't mean to anyone." Never thought her aunt would say this, Hai Ruo rubbed her temples with a headache.

"Where is that black cat?" Hai Xiang glanced at Dongdong, he felt as if he had been cut with a knife.

"For Dongdong, yes." Hai Ruo smiled, "Dongdong and aunt are very important family members."

"You little bastard." Hai Xiang gritted his teeth a bit, "My old lady has been in love a few times, anyway, are you going to depend on this cat forever?"

"How many years can this cat stay with you, um, he is dead, do you have another one?" Haixiang somehow became extremely emotional today.

"No." Hai Ruo shook his head firmly, "There is no substitute for Dongdong. So are cats and humans. No one can replace Dongdong."

Hearing this, Dongdong was already silent.

He has always known that he is important in Hai Ruo's heart, but when he speaks it so openly, no matter how many times he listens to it, he will feel the same. It is an unspeakable happiness and excitement that makes him want to rush With a roar from any high place, it feels refreshing to tear my throat.

"Moreover," Hai Ruo licked over and acted like a baby, "Isn't there still an aunt."

"You have learned from this little thing." Hai Xiang took a deep look at Hai Ruo's flowery smile, and sighed lightly.

small theater:

Take a family portrait.

The photographer took a lot of family portraits, but never saw such a family.

There are only two people in the family.No, there are only three members in the family, a lady who still looks young and has good skin. Her temperament is so outstanding that she can't distinguish an age niece and a dark cat.

They wore formal veil dresses, as if they were attending a noble banquet, and even the black cat had a small white bow tied around its neck.

The photographer felt that this was the strangest family portrait he had ever taken, but it seemed very happy.Especially he snapped a picture:

When the older lady was putting on make-up, the gentle woman in a white gauze skirt was sitting on a low stool, with white lace spread all over the floor, and the black cat’s fur was like a tuxedo at this time, with a neat white bow. Tie between the neck.The black cat raised its front paws, seeming to be inviting the beautiful lady in front of him to perform a dance, and the other party also stretched out his hand and accepted his invitation.

Frozen at the moment the fingertips touched.

Later, the photographer won the gold medal in the photography exhibition with this photo and started his brilliant career.

What happened to that one person and one cat?

He would think about it every time he saw someone dancing in pairs.

The author has something to say: The next chapter is the warning of high abuse.....

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