Chuxun got off the plane and stepped on the ground, but he still felt unreal.
It was as if he had returned to the earth from heaven.
The past month was like a magnificent dream, and now he had woken up.
He drove home and tidied up his things.
When he arrived at the gate of the community, the security guard said to him, "Mr. Chu, you forgot to take out the garbage when you went out for a trip. The garbage stinks when it rots.
Someone came to look for you and said that he thought you died in the house, so the property management opened a room for him to go in.
I'm sorry, we couldn't contact you, so we were a little worried … but we watched him carefully and didn't let him touch your things. "
Chuxun had a rough idea and asked, "What's the person's name?"
The security guard said, "I forgot, his surname seems to be Ji … or Ji."
Oh, it's Ji Tianze, right?
Chuxun thought. When he left a month ago, he would be a little depressed when he thought of Ji Tianze, but now, he didn't feel anything.
He didn't plan to see Ji Tianze. He didn't have much life left, so why waste it on this person?
If life was compared to a TV series, you would think that this person had participated in your life for more than ten years, and he would definitely be an important character. There would be a lot of follow-up scenes, and he would finally appear in the perfect ending.
But in fact, that was not the case. He might just be a supporting role. This process might be a little long, and after he left, he would never appear again.
Life was not a novel or a TV series. You could only see others in your own field of vision. Except for a lifetime partner, no one could put their entire life into another person's life, not even parents or children.
People would change.
Chuxun didn't understand himself. He clearly liked Ji Tianze wholeheartedly for more than ten years, but now his mind was only thinking of Lin Yanchen.
He really had a change of heart so quickly.
He didn't know that he was so fickle.
Chuxun looked around and felt that the things in the room were probably still there. Even if they were stolen, he was too lazy to call the police.
All kinds of documents were kept in a locked drawer.
He took stock of his remaining assets. A 300-square-meter house in the center of the provincial capital had appreciated a lot. He bought it for 400,000 RMB, and it should have depreciated by now. He gave the 300,000 RMB in cash to Lin Yanchen, but he didn't take it back. Also, he gave the 500,000 RMB card to Xiao Lin. The remaining 200,000 RMB was his pocket money this month. He casually swiped his card to eat, drink, and have fun.
But overall, there was still some real estate funds. Chuxun packed up and rested for the night. He took the real estate certificate and other things and drove out again.
He still had one unfulfilled wish left.
Once this was done, he could lie down and wait for death in peace.
Chuxun returned to his hometown.
Chuxun hadn't been home for five years. He still remembered the way home, but the roads were renovated. Many old houses were demolished and high-rise buildings were built. He almost got lost. After going around in circles, he finally found his home.
The house he grew up in hadn't changed at all. The moss-mottled brick walls, the lush pomegranate trees, the rusty table legs, and the old bamboo recliner. Chu Xun only took a glance at it, and countless memories swarmed into his mind as if they had been brushed away by the dust of time.
This was the last thing he wanted to do before he died. Even if his parents hated him, he still wanted to see them one last time.
His relationship with his father hadn't improved, but he still talked to his mother a few times in the past two years. He wanted to leave the money to his mother.
Chuxun went to press the doorbell.
There was no sound.
He hadn't been home for so long that the doorbell was broken.
Sigh.
Then he could only use his mouth to shout. Chuxun didn't have much confidence. It would be even more embarrassing if he opened his mouth. What should he say?
— — Dad, Mom, I'm back.
He had a big fight with his parents last time and said that they would cut ties. Even if he called them "Dad and Mom" shamelessly, what would they say?
Dad would definitely humiliate him.
— — Hello, I'm Chuxun. I have something to talk to you about.
This way, it wouldn't seem like he was sticking to them. It would be quite dignified, but wasn't it asking for a beating?
He came here today to have a good talk with his parents.
Chuxun hadn't thought of a solution yet.
Suddenly, a dog barked at the door and startled Chuxun. A blue-eyed Husky came out from the corner of the yard. It barked and taunted him. He was so scared that he took two steps back. The Husky pounced on the fence.
Chuxun calmed down and realized that the Husky wasn't fierce. It looked at him curiously, wagging its tail, sticking out its tongue, and barking a few times.
When did his parents have a dog?
Someone called him, "You're … Mr. Chu's son?"
Chuxun turned around and saw an unfamiliar woman. He couldn't remember who she was. The woman said affectionately, "I'm Auntie XX.
Don't you remember me?
I carried you when you were little. "
How could he remember if she had carried him when he was still a baby?
However, adults always liked to use this method to get close to the younger generation. Chuxun replied politely, "Uh, hello."
The woman told him, "I just bumped into your parents. We went to the market and bought two pounds of ribs. So you're coming back."
Chuxun smiled noncommittally. Knowing that his parents weren't at home, he was inexplicably relieved. However, if he waited at the door, he would see his parents coming home sooner or later. Thinking about it, he became scared again.
He went back to the car and waited. The front of the car was facing the door.
After waiting for more than ten minutes, he finally saw the figures of his parents slowly approaching. His father was carrying bags in both hands and was half a step behind his mother. The two of them were talking and laughing.
His mother said happily, "I'll stew ribs for Chubby today. He'll definitely be happy."
His father said, "He loves ribs the most … Eating bones is good for his teeth.
I can even hear Chubby barking. He's so smart. "
Chuxun hesitated. After his parents opened the door to the courtyard, he hurriedly got out of the car and walked over.
He looked at his parents' backs and suddenly felt very nervous. It was as if he had aphasia and didn't know how to speak. It was probably because he had been away from home for too long that he was rusty.
Or … forget it.
It had only been five years. How did his father age so much?
He had a lot more white hair.
He heard that his father had retired when he was old, but the school didn't have enough teachers. Last year, he was asked to teach again. It seemed that he was teaching third-year high school students. Was he too tired?
In a novel.
His mother had also aged a lot … and gained weight …
Chuxun felt an inexplicable urge to cry.
Chuxun's father, Mr. Chuxun, seemed to have felt someone looking at him. He stopped and turned around. He saw Chuxun.
Both father and son were stunned. One was at the end of the street and the other was at the end of the street. They looked at each other. They were very close, so close that they were only a few steps away, but also very far away. They were separated by five years.
Chuxun instinctively wanted to hide, but there was nowhere to hide. Thousands of words converged into one word. "Dad …"
Papa Chu was stunned. He blinked hard to make sure that he wasn't seeing things. His son was really back. There seemed to be an undercurrent in his eyes.
On that face that resembled Chuxun, anger slowly crept up his wrinkles and brows. He looked at Chuxun with a complicated gaze and said sarcastically, "Why are you back?
I thought you were dead outside. "
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