"Hat" 04
"No car?" Wusu said to me.
My heart beat a beat. It was obvious that it was impossible to say that I had no car. This was absolutely impossible. I could hear Wusu’s doubts about me at this moment. I thought about it and needed to think of an excuse or a suitable lie.
"No, I didn't expect to use a car." I said,
"I didn't expect it?" Wu Su looked at me in confusion.
"I mean, I lent my car to my colleague. He drove back to his hometown. You know I only knew you were coming temporarily. So I was not prepared, sorry." I said, and my heart skipped a beat because I didn't even say such a lie.
But thinking about it, I can only play with her for a few days, and fulfilling the little love I like for my first love is the only thing I want to do now.
Wusu nodded and said, "Good colleague, then how can we go to the city?"
"Taxi, what do you think?" I said quickly.
"Okay, listen to you." Wusu nodded and walked in front.
I walked upstairs in Wusu's suitcase, and Wusu coughed twice again.
I had been waiting for the taxi at the airport for a long time, so I put Wusu's luggage into the rear car.
After getting on the bus, I took the initiative to get into the co-pilot. I heard that those who make friends have rules. Those who are co-pilot give money. I got into the co-pilot as soon as I got into the co-pilot. When I thought about being a co-pilot, the car had already started.
Wusu mentioned an address, a certain community.
The driver understood, but I didn't care about the seat.
Then Wusu said to me, "This is my grandparents' home. Let's set off after putting my luggage. Do you know what is delicious in the city? You definitely don't know how long it took me to have Chinese food."
Wusu talked a lot along the way, almost constantly talking.
I remembered when she was a teacher in the class to teach everyone, almost the same as now. I also thought about why I fell in love with her because I don’t like to talk. On the contrary, Wusu, she likes to communicate very much.
What to eat for lunch has become my biggest problem.
When I was in the convenience store, I was served with the lunch box on the food shelf at noon. The room was cooked after turning on the microwave. When I was tired of eating, I changed the instant noodles and bread.
Wusu's chat center seems to be on eating, and a small part of it is placed on the difference between abroad and domestic.
The driver on the side understood that Wusu had returned from abroad, but the two started chatting without saying a word.
This made me not so embarrassed, not so much that I only listened to Wusu without saying anything.
Along the way, the driver had a great time chatting with Wusu.
The driver even gave me a fraction of the fare of 23 yuan.
It was a very dilapidated community, maybe even more dilapidated than my home.
Wusu saw me staring at the exterior wall of the community for a long time and said something came out; "My parents and I have settled in the United States, and this is where our grandparents live. Originally, our parents wanted to take our grandparents over, but the old man was unwilling to take the plane."
Wusu took my luggage from my hand and carried it into the community.
Wusu asked me to wait at the door, and I found a cool corner to wait.
I thought a lot, and I definitely don’t deserve such a girl. Of course, they won’t stay in China for a long time, at most two or three days. After these two or three days, my life will be back on track.
I don't know how long I've been waiting, so I took out my cell phone.
It was a communication group in the same city, and it has been more than two years since I joined this group.
There are a few girls in this group who seem to like to talk about what to eat. I sent the first message to join the group: What are the delicious foods in Beijing?
In a few seconds, people replied to me one after another.
Everything I said, from domestic to foreign, sushi to Thai food, I remembered Wusu's words. She seemed to want to have a decent Chinese meal, so I focused on one of the words Beijing roast duck.
Indeed, this thing is a feature of Beijing. Although we Beijingers seem to never eat this thing without any trouble, we always have to try it when we come back.
I put down my phone and calculated what I had thought in my mind.
Just when I saw Wusu running towards me, I was about to repeat the conversation I simulated in my mind.
I saw Wu Su running over panting and said, "My grandpa, grandpa has been in the hospital for cerebral hemorrhage. Two days ago, grandma kept hiding it from her parents. I only found out when I came back and accompanied me to the hospital."
Wusu was not only panting, but also coughed a few times.
I understood that it was because of the injury of running, so I asked Wusu to quietly and called a taxi with my cell phone.
Along the way, Wusu, who had originally loved to talk and laugh, became particularly quiet at this time.
I knew that most of the time she was thinking about grandpa, and I put back the idea of the Beijing roast duck in my mouth.
Hospital, inpatient department.
Room No. 404, I think this number is not particularly auspicious at the door.
Wusu rushed directly to his grandfather on the hospital bed, and I stood at the door.
Listening to the chat between the two, grandpa meant that Su Su was back. He didn't expect that his granddaughter would come to deliver lunch, and Wu Su said that why did he not tell his parents about such a big thing?
Grandpa complained, saying that he couldn't come even if he had a job. He had a job ticket and it was expensive, and he said that his medical care and pension were not much. He also asked who I was standing outside the window.
Wusu said he was a junior high school classmate, and his grandfather greeted me on the hospital bed. He also asked me to go into the room and sit down, not standing like a door god.
After entering the room, everything went against my thoughts.
I don't know if it's unfortunate or luck, because I've saved money.
Chapter completed!