Dog Man

I'm hungry

Qiao Jiang sat in the car and smoked another cigarette. Seeing that it was almost six o’clock, she started the car and drove to the mountainside villa.

Gao Jinlan is cutting fruit in the kitchen.

Qiao Jiang put a bag of oranges on the coffee table and went to the bathroom to wash her hands. When she came out, Gao Jinlan had already filled out the rice and was waiting for her with chopsticks in his hand.

“Where’s Auntie?” She walked over and sat down, took the chopsticks and lowered her head to eat, “Leaving?”

“Well, I’ll leave after cooking.” Gao Jinlan turned her head and covered her mouth and coughed a few times. It was red, and she cried when she saw it, but Qiao Jiang didn’t expose it, pretended not to see it, lowered her head and ate in silence.

When Gao Jinlan was first diagnosed with cancer, family members and friends took turns visiting the hospital. Gao Jinlan’s group of sisters also brought some fruit every now and then, and they stayed there all day long. Qiao Jiang couldn’t bear to see her forcing herself to smile with the group of people. When she got out of the hospital, she packed her luggage and moved with her.

When we moved in, we found a luxurious villa, which we rented at a monthly rent of RMB 60,000.

It’s the cheapest set here.

The cooking aunt was also arranged by Qiao Jiang. She was paid 12,000 yuan a month and was only responsible for cooking and cleaning.

“How are you and Xiao Li recently?” Gao Jinlan had a severe cough recently. She simply stopped eating after a few bites. She looked at Qiao Jiang and asked, “Were you not arguing?”

Since Gao Jinlan was diagnosed with cancer, Qiao Jiang I don’t know how many times I have quarreled with Li Xiaolan. First I quarreled about my mother’s cancer, then I quarreled about her resignation, and then…that is, today, Qiao Jiang was tired and didn’t want to quarrel anymore.

“No.” Qiao Jiang stuffed a mouthful of rice into her mouth, “Mom, eat more, and I’ll take you out to play in two days.” “

You go about your business. Mom is fine by herself. I don’t know anyone here. I, the air outside is good, I can go shopping alone for most of the day.” Gao Jinlan smiled, and the smile was sincere.

Qiao Jiang was not busy at all. She quit her job in the city and planned to spend more time with her mother, but the big boss didn’t want to let her go. He said he would give her three months’ leave and let her come back to work normally after three months.

After dinner, Qiao Jiang accompanied Gao Jinlan for a walk. The air here was good, surrounded by fir trees and unknown flowers on the ground. Gao Jinlan liked it very much and kept telling her that her life was perfect. Her daughter was strong at work, had a good boyfriend, and would be happy in the future, so she felt relieved.

Qiao Jiang picked a flower from the ground and put it in Gao Jinlan’s ear. Looking at her mother’s slightly sick face, she felt inexplicably sour. She picked up her phone and said with a smile, “Mom, let’s take a photo.” After returning,

Qiao Jiang She held the computer and looked up information. The good sisters in the group were contacting her the expert chief doctor and taking screenshots of various cancer-related information for her. After seeing this, she closed the computer and went to sleep in the middle of the night.

She did not sleep peacefully and had a lot of messy dreams. She dreamed that many people were crying in the hospital. She dreamed that Gao Jinlan was covered with a white cloth by the doctor, and she woke up with a fright.

She looked at her phone and saw that it was only six in the morning.

She went to the next room and took a look. Gao Jinlan hadn’t woken up yet. She stood at the door and looked at it for a while, then gently closed the door and came out.

After smoking a cigarette, she was completely sleepless. She took a shower first, changed her clothes, and walked quietly along the path outside.

The doctor said that some people are lucky and can live for several years, while others can only live for less than two years. In Gao Jinlan’s case, it depends on whether she will develop drug resistance in the later stage.

As Qiao Jiang walked, she recalled what the doctor had said. She didn’t know how long she had walked. When she was tired and was about to stop to rest, she heard the sound of a horn.

She looked back and saw a white truck with a billboard on the front: Yanjia Fruit.

She raised her hand to stop him.

The truck stopped, Qiao Jiang opened the passenger door, turned slightly sideways and got into the passenger seat.

“Please go to the breakfast shop.” She buckled her seat belt and lay back tiredly on the chair, “I’m hungry.”

“Look clearly.” The truck driver was the man she met yesterday. The man was wearing a black T-shirt today. The shirt made his skin color darker, his eyebrows were raised, and the eyes under his eyebrows were dark and heavy, “This is not a taxi.” “

So?” Qiao Jiang squinted at him lazily: “You want to hug me Go down?”

She was insinuating that he hugged her yesterday.

The man shut up.

“Play some music.” She looked at the green trees passing by outside the window, discarding all the troubles in her mind, trying to relax.

Until the man started to sing: “I can’t fly out of the world of flowers. It turns out that I am a drunk butterfly…”

Qiao Jiang: “…”