"What are you doing outside? Why don't you come inside?"
After seeing Chen Ge, the tiredness on his father's face dissipated a little, and he forced a smile.
"Why did you go to the teacher's house yesterday? It's not good to be so troublesome."
The familiar nagging sound came, and the man didn't complain to Chen Ge about how hard he worked, and he didn't ask Chen Ge what to do because of how hard he worked.
"Come in, just come back, I'll cook for you."
"I can't go in." Chen Ge stood there. Last night, he searched parts of the eastern and western districts of Liwan Town, and he could search the entire Liwan Town in two days.
"What's wrong?" The man didn't expect Chen Ge to be reluctant to go in even if he was standing at the door of the house, so he stopped: "This is our home, a place where you can comfort you when you are tired and in a bad mood, I I don't know what are you afraid of?"
Home is a very warm place in Chen Ge's memory, but it may not be the case in his heart. As soon as he enters the house, the night will come, and only when he leaves the house will it be bright.
Chen Ge didn't know why Yu Jian had such an impression. Although he didn't have a father, he had a mother who loved her very much.
Seeing that Chen Ge was still standing in the same place, the man didn't force it any more: "At least you can come in and eat after I'm done cooking."
He sighed softly and entered the kitchen. It didn't take long for the sound of bowls and chopsticks to fall from the room. Chen Ge's father seemed to have fallen.
The body instinctively entered the room, Chen Ge ran directly over, the man leaned back against the wall, clutching his stomach, and there were broken pieces of porcelain on the ground.
"Medicine, the medicine is in the coat pocket."
Chen Ge hurried over to find a small bottle of medicine, the label on the bottle was torn off, and it was impossible to tell what kind of medicine it was.
"I'll cook, you can take a good rest." Chen Ge helped the man up, Luo Ruoyu was lying at the door of the kitchen watching, her eyes were full of worry.
After the meal was done, Chen Ge sent Luo Ruoyu back to his room, and after covering her with the quilt, he poured two cups of hot water into his father's bedroom.
After closing the door, Chen Ge put the water glass on the bedside table, moved a chair and sat beside his father's bed.
He grabbed his father's hand and looked at the weak, tired man on the bed.
In his impression, his father is a mysterious, cheerful, very interesting person who knows a lot of things and can solve any difficulties he encounters.
The tall figure had always stood in front of him, shielding himself from the wind and rain. He never thought that one day that figure would lie on the bed so weakly.
The pain from his abdomen made his body curl, and he hunched his back, as if he was reluctant to let Chen Ge see himself like this.
"For more than 20 years, we have never talked like this. Life pushes me to keep moving forward. I am used to everything. Until the day you left, I didn't know that my so-called independence is only a kind of independence in life skills. ." Many words Chen Ge said were buried in the bottom of his heart and could not be told to others.
"What are you talking about?" The man's face was pale, he leaned on the pillow and hesitated for a long time, as if he wanted to say something to Chen Ge, but in the end he didn't say it, just made a casual joke: "Who did you learn from? cooking? It tastes good.”
"Maybe it's an inherited gene." Chen Ge handed hot water to his father: "What medicine did you take just now?"
"It's okay to cure stomach problems."
"It is better to treat as soon as possible if you are sick. You don't need to worry about it at home. I will take care of Ruoyu."
The man in front of him is Chen Ge's own memory, and now he seems to be calming down and talking to "father" in a special way.
The two chatted for a long time and resolved all misunderstandings.
In the middle, Chen Ge was worried about the man's body and hoped that he would rest soon, but the man stubbornly kept Chen Ge by his side, constantly explaining his responsibilities as the head of the family.
The thing he said the most was, take care of yourself and take care of your sister.
When it was almost dawn, the rainstorm stopped, and Chen Ge walked to the door again, but before he could walk out of the door, there was a sound from his father's bedroom.
He ran over quickly and found the man dressed neatly sitting beside the bed, covering his stomach with one hand, and rummaging through the drawer with the other.
"Don't go to work today." Chen Ge helped him find the medicine and looked at the blue-black blood vessels on the back of his hand. It wasn't a disease, it was a curse. The fetus and Yu Jian were cursing Chen Ge's memory.
The increasingly weak father is because they are playing tricks. They should be ready to attack all the people that Chen Ge loves deeply, so that Chen Ge also feels despair.
Flipping through the comic book, Chen Ge tried to call out the names, and a tiny bloodshot appeared on the comic book.
"I need more time."
Let the man rest at home, Chen Ge picked up his backpack and went to school.
When he entered the school gate, he didn't feel anything wrong, the day was like normal.
When I came to the classroom, many students had already arrived. Some started to preview today's class, some were memorizing words, and some were hurrying to make up their homework.
Chen Ge sat in his seat, he glanced to the side, Du Ming lowered his head and was modifying something, and the side of his desk near Chen Ge was neatly arranged with the homework of various subjects.
Du Ming didn't speak to Chen Ge, but the meaning he wanted to express was obvious - he needed to copy what he wanted and take it himself.
Compared with Du Ming who was still a child, Chen Ge was a fox immortal for thousands of years. He knew that Du Ming had been paying attention to himself.
What happened to this guy? Why did he suddenly stop talking to me? Could it be that the source of the rumor is him
Although Du Ming in his memory was the kind of person who was relatively selfish, he never spread rumors. He was not interested in rumors and gossip at all. It was better to do more papers if he had time to spread rumors.
Don't look at this little fat man's mouth is very broken, but he is a scholar who has never fallen out of the top ten in his age. He has very little entertainment time and is very self-disciplined.
Chen Ge didn't touch Du Ming's homework, he took out his English textbook and checked it against the work.
"Let's do the multiple-choice questions first, if only the pen fairy was there."
The third session in the morning was an English class. When Zhang Ya entered the classroom, many students in the class immediately began to talk to each other.
The rumors and malicious slander did not affect Zhang Ya's state, and she was still as usual.