My Healing Game

The diagnosis result from the hospital was in the pocket of Han Fei's pants. He entered the kitchen and stood beside his wife.

The clear water flowed out of the water pipe, washing away the oil and foam on the dinner plate, and all the places wiped by his wife became as clean and bright as a mirror.

"Do you already know it?"

Han Fei looked at his wife's hands. She was several years younger than Fu Yi, but those hands were rougher than Fu Yi's.

"what do you know?"

The dinner plates and rice bowls were put back into the cabinets. After the wife had cleaned them skillfully, she began to clean the kitchen again. After she cleaned everything up, Han Fei still stood on the spot.

For Han Fei, he had never had such an experience before, and those words had clearly flowed to his lips, but it was difficult to say them.

This time should be the warmest time spent by the wife. If the truth is told, the false beauty may be directly shattered.

In fact, Han Fei has already felt that his wife not only knows about Fu Yi being outside with those women, but also knows that he may not be Fu Yi.

In this world, his wife is the person who knows Fu Yi best. She forgave and give in again and again until she finally picked up a sharp knife.

She, who values ​​her family so much, would not have made that kind of decision if it hadn't reached the point where she could no longer maintain her. Han Fei could even imagine her despair at the time.

After tidying up the kitchen, his wife left, as if she was deliberately avoiding Han Fei and not letting Han Fei continue.

"She really seems to know."

Han Fei didn't expect that the first person in the world to see through his master acting skills would turn out to be the most ordinary woman.

Around ten o'clock, Han Fei and his wife entered the bedroom. This time his wife was lying on the bed, and she slept sideways on the side of the bed.

Han Fei opened the cabinet and was about to take out the quilt. He accidentally discovered that the quilt and mattress inside had been replaced. Someone replaced him with a softer and warmer bedding.

After laying, lying on the ground, Han Fei stared at the ceiling in a daze. He suffered from insomnia that night.

At six o'clock in the morning, his wife had already got up, walked out of the room cautiously, and began to prepare for the family's new day.

After his wife left the bedroom, Han Fei also opened his eyes.

Did not do extra things, Han Fei as usual, waited until the alarm went off before he crawled out of the quilt.

Walked into the bathroom to wash, then sat at the table and ate the breakfast prepared by his wife.

The door rang on the second floor, and Fu Sheng was wearing a school uniform and carrying a schoolbag downstairs.

"Fu Sheng, I have prepared more today." His wife took out the lunch box from the kitchen and handed it to Fu Sheng.

Without refusal, Fu Sheng picked up the lunch box and walked out of the house.

"High school students are under too much pressure. Sometimes they are harder than us at work." Han Fei came here too, and he was deeply moved.

"Hurry up to eat, too, you are almost late."

Fu Sheng was the first to go out. After Han Fei left for work, his wife would send Fu Tian to kindergarten.

After eating the last bite of food in a hurry, Han Fei picked up his briefcase and prepared to go to work as usual.

"Wait a minute." The wife suddenly stopped Han Fei, and she wiped her hands and walked to Han Fei to help Han Fei tidy his shirt collar.

Seeing his wife's seriousness and concentration, Han Fei did not reject the other's kindness.

"Go, be careful on the road."

"Don't worry, I'm going to work."

Leaving quickly, Han Fei touched the medical certificate in his trouser pocket, and he was relieved to make sure that the thing was still there.

Walking out of the complex, Han Fei came to the bus station. He watched as the buses were leaving the station. There were fewer and fewer people around. In the end, he was the only one who was still on the platform.

No job, no income, go to work? Where to go to work?

"Fu Tian's kindergarten is in the west, and his wife is responsible for picking up and dropping off each day. I stay here and may be seen by her."

Carrying a briefcase, Han Fei walked off the bus stop and headed east.

He was still pretending to go to work, but in the end he came to a small park on the east side that was about to be deserted.

With nowhere to go, he sat on a bench in the park.

Very few people come here at ordinary times, the woods are luxuriant, flocks of birds fly overhead, and occasionally you can see squirrels jumping in the branches.

The morning sun is shining on the weeds, and a few stray cats lazily licking their fur, they are not afraid of people at all, it seems that this is their home.

"Just stay here until get off work."

Han Fei didn't know what he should do. He had to repay the debts of his life. He needed to use seven hundred and twenty thousand from his family's original savings.

Feeling exhausted inside, Han Fei leaned back in his chair and looked up at the blue sky.

Whether in reality or in the deep world, he has no such experience, and he rarely stops and sits silently in the corner of the city like this.

After a while, Han Fei suddenly felt that something rubbed his arm.

He looked down and saw a stray cat jumped on the bench and squatted beside him. The fluffy tail seemed to have its own thoughts, shaking back and forth.

"Am I taking your place?" Han Feizheng wanted to touch the cat's head. All the stray cats suddenly smelled something. They left Han Fei together and ran to the other side of the bush.

A somewhat puzzled Han Fei stood up. He in a suit and leather shoes turned and looked back. A high school student in a school uniform was walking up with a cat can that had just been opened.

With eyes facing each other, the two of them were surprised and said almost in unison:

"Did you not go to school?"

"Did you not go to work?"

Han Fei, in a suit and leather shoes, looked at Fu Sheng in school uniforms. The father and son stood face to face in the small park.

The wind blew the treetops, and the fine sunlight shattered. The cats looked at the canned cat in Fu Sheng's hand and kept crying, as if asking what you were doing?

"I actually want to go to school every day, but I always hesitate when I get to the school gate and don't want to move forward." Fu Sheng put down the cat can, and the stray cats surrounded him: "You are again Why not go to work?"

"I was fired." Han Fei walked through the bushes and came to Fu Sheng's side. He and Fu Sheng sat side by side on a bench in the park.

The father and son did not speak any more, they looked at the stray cats together.

"Sometimes I envy them. I don't have to think about anything. I'm free and don't need to understand too much." Fu Sheng touched the chin of a stray cat. The cat seemed to like Fu Sheng very much, and he was very special. Get close.

"If there is a family, who would be willing to be a stray cat?" Han Fei is an orphan. He has a longing for home hidden deep in his heart. It is this longing that makes him willing to protect the neighbors in the happy community and protect that. One by one, he was a ghost of his family.

After the cats finished eating, some immediately ran away, some ignored others, and some lay down on the spot, like a furball that had lost a dream.

Fu Sheng did not go to school, and Han Fei did not go to work. The father and son sat in the deserted park until noon. Although there was nothing to talk about, the distance was much closer. This should be the longest day they spent alone.

At twelve o'clock at noon, Fu Sheng took out the lunch box from his schoolbag. He opened the lid and was about to eat. Suddenly, he found that Han Fei had been watching him.

"Want to be together?"

"good."

"?"

Fu Sheng took the only chopsticks and shook his head: "Forget it."

"You kid, what do you ask me to do?"

"I thought you would refuse."

Hearing Fu Sheng's answer, Han Fei felt a little happy after a long absence.

"How can I just eat that order? You stay here and don't move, I'll buy you something." Han Fei touched his pocket and walked out of the small park.

Not long after, Han Fei came back with a big bag.

He put the heavy bag on the bench, and then leaned against the back of the chair, seemingly in a good mood.

Fu Sheng glanced curiously into the bag, which was filled with various beers.

"Since the day I met you, I have never touched alcohol again. I am worried that I will be paralyzed by alcohol and make a mistake in judgment after midnight. You must know that any slight deviation will kill me." Han Fei opened. A can of beer: "I have lost a lot of things, but I also have a lot of things. I don't know if I should thank you or hate you."

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"Don't I understand what you are talking about?" Fu Sheng's eyes were full of doubts.

"Generally speaking, I am more inclined to thank you, so I will show up here and do all this." Han Fei opened another can of beer, and he glanced at Fu Sheng: "Want to try?"

"No." Fu Sheng shook his head and concentrated on eating.

After eating, Fu Sheng went to clean the lunch box, and then sat on the bench to start self-study.

Han Fei drank happily, sitting beside Fu Sheng, leaning on the center of the world, briefly relaxing his tight nerves.

The sun slowly went down, and when the light dimmed, Fu Sheng put the textbooks and exercises back in his schoolbag and glanced aside.

Han Fei's suit became crumpled. He drank all the wine in the bag and lay on the bench crookedly, as if he was asleep.

"Are you tired all the time?"

Fu Sheng has never seen his father show such a side. In the past, his father's image in his mind was majestic, rude, and selfish. Because his father is very capable, he also has strict requirements on his children. If he violates it, he will scold him. , Beat and scold.

But I don't know when it started, Fu Sheng felt that his father seemed to have changed.

Maybe it was because in the back alley that day, Fu Sheng saw his father supporting him and drove away all the gangsters; maybe he overheard his father telling his mother on the phone that he had called the principal; or it was Because my father chose to believe his own words, he eventually assisted the police to clear the grievances of the old principal.

Those things that happened recently flashed through Fu Sheng's mind, and it took him a long time to calm down.

The sun was about to go down, Fu Sheng sorted his schoolbags, and then he shook the sleepy Han Fei lightly.

"Dad, it's time to go home."