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Chapter 156 Brothers Hug

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    It is a great helplessness to separate Yin and Yang from people and ghosts. I stood in front of He Peng's tomb and looked at the newly engraved handwriting on the tombstone. I felt an inexplicable feeling in my heart.

    If Mr. Gao's appearance just now was a reluctance to the old employees, I can understand it.  But Wu Yi and Guo Dong appeared here, but I couldn't figure it out no matter what.  In my impression, He Peng and Wu Yi Guodong have basically no intersection, so it is undoubtedly a big question for them to come to visit the grave.

    "Brother Peng, for the sake of my shame on you, please tell me what happened. Before today, I thought your accident was a traffic accident, but now, I don't think so."  Now, can you tell me what unresolved secrets lie behind the accident?"

    As I said, I set the latest mobile phone on fire. In this ever-changing world, He Peng must be living in a world at a different height from mine. Maybe there will be no conspiracy, massacre or death there.

    Until the mobile phone with a good feel and high quality was burned into a pile of ashes, I didn't hear even a few words from He Peng. The world was quiet, and there was a rustling sound in the cemetery.  chat.  A few black crows flew over from the other side of the mountain, croaked desolately above my head, and then flew towards the back of another forest.

    I didn't get any prompt, not even a slight sound.  Standing in front of the tombstone, watching the ashes of Ming coins fluttering in the wind, the face value of each Ming coin is one billion yuan, I hope He Peng can spend it until the end of the year.

    "Brother, there are many things that I have more than I can do. I hope that I can get better slowly. I will come to see you when I have time, and I will burn you a Land Rover when the time comes. You must have someone over there."  transportation!"

    "Brother, I've been a little busy recently, and I haven't seen my sister-in-law for a long time. Su Yan's situation is not bad, so please rest assured, I will definitely go and have a look when I find time!"

    "In a few months, it's time for Tingting to go to elementary school. There is a matching school in the community where Su Yan bought the house, so you don't have to worry about her going to school."

    "Brother, I'm leaving. I'll bring you a bottle of Taibaijiu when I come next time. You have to remember not to drink while driving, and not to drive after drinking"

    I babbled and talked for a long time in front of He Peng's tomb, lit two cigarettes, put one under He Peng's tombstone, and put the other in my mouth, smoking fiercely, the wind on the top of the mountain was fierce,  Every bite takes all my strength.

    After leaving the cemetery, crowds of people went up the mountain to sweep the grave, and the traffic flow was constant, which was likely to be congested. It seemed that it was a good choice for me to come here early.

    I walked along the mountaintop road towards the urban area. All the people who came up the mountain were devout, and all their faces were silent. There are people coming and going in this world, those who left have already left, and those who are alive have left one after another.  We are all on the road, towards the same destination.

    I finally waited for a black car without a meter on the hillside. I opened my mouth and asked for a price of one hundred. I nodded and agreed without hesitation.  It's not that I'm rich, but I suddenly understood in front of He Peng's tombstone that the living are constantly calculating, but after death, everything is empty.  Those loves that could not be let go, money and rights that could not be let go, until the moment of death, everything is false, and everything cannot be grasped.

    Living well in the moment is a respect for life.

    The black car is a good-looking BYD. The driver is about the same age as me.  Perhaps because of the two hundred yuan fare, he seemed to want to talk to me a few more words, but I really wasn't in the mood to chat.

    "The rain is getting heavier and heavier!" The driver had nothing to say.

    "Yes, but there is no harm in having more spring rain. There will be less dust in the city, and the air quality will be better. What the crop fields outside the city need is spring rain. Spring rain is as expensive as oil!"

    I intentionally pushed down the glass of the car next to me, and there were traces of raindrops hitting my face and arms through the window, which was a kind of heart-cooling feeling.

    "Air quality is indeed related to the number of cars, but factory dust and dust from construction sites are much more serious than car exhaust."

    This driver is a driver, and the work I do is inseparable from the construction site. We represent different attitudes in life, so we have different perspectives on issues.

    ?Because of different positions and perspectives, we have no common topic.  He drove in silence, and Eason Chan's "Steady Happiness" was playing on the radio in the car. In the wonderful singing, I knew that everyone's happiness was not far away, and there was a sea of ??blue flowers.

    ? At the intersection of the South Third Ring Road and Chang'an Road, I called the driver to stop. After paying the fare, I opened the umbrella and got out of the car. The spring rain was still fallingThe patter continued.  Suddenly, I found that I have lost the throbbing I should have for the spring rain. Many years ago, whenever the spring rain fell, I would rush into the rain and fog without any scruples, letting the gentle raindrops hit me and slap my face  In the past, I have always welcomed the arrival of every spring with a gentle attitude, and accepted the visit of a season with a pious attitude.

    For me, the spring rain is not unexpected. I missed the spring rain in the long winter nights. I searched for the spring rain in the slowly long dreams.  Footsteps, nourish my life to germinate, blossom and bear fruit.

    Today, the spring rain fell on me in an elegant manner. I looked at the hurried back in the rain and mist, the umbrellas of different sizes and colors danced in a mess, the mud splashed on the ground, the faces in the car windows were blurred, and the people turning  The motorcycle accidentally slipped and fell, and the children in the car fell into the mud puddle.

    The years will change, the age will gradually grow older, and the literary and artistic plots of the past can no longer be found now. For me, Chunyu no longer has the beauty of many years ago.  I walk through the crowd with an umbrella, there are long alleys here, but there are no girls who are grieving like cloves, no oil-paper umbrellas, no stone roads, I am in the mud-splattered alley, in the crowded alley, in the  In the long alley, looking for Chen Wei's shadow.

    Today is a happy day for Chen Wei's comeback. I waited for Chen Wei to come out in the rain. He needs to face the world with a new attitude, throw away all bad habits, and forget all bad tempers.  The high walls and iron gates of the drug rehabilitation center seemed to be sufficiently fortified. I stood outside with an umbrella and looked at my phone. It was almost time to come out.

    Since Chen Wei came in, I have never contacted Chen Wei again. I know he needs a quiet heart. I am the only one who greets him today. I hope he can see the current Xiao Suo.  Follow my posture and live a good life.

    The iron door opened with a creak, and Chen Wei was carrying a quilt on his back, holding a green plastic basin in his hand. His complexion looked good, and almost all the haggard appearance before had disappeared.

    Seeing me waiting for him at the door, Chen Wei walked over quickly and smiled awkwardly at me.

    "Throw away this pot, there are plenty at home, and it's useless to take it back!" I pointed to the pot in Chen Wei's hand and said.

    "No, I will hang this pot on the wall when I go back, because I have been here before!" Chen Wei said, holding the pot under his arm.  He freed an arm and hugged me hard.

    Brothers hug each other, the feeling in this is extremely solid!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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