After having dinner with Zhou Mo, she took me to the airport and all the way to the security checkpoint.
I said to her: "Okay, go back quickly. It's really troublesome for you."
Zhou Mo reached out and pushed me gently, then glanced at me and said, "If you say troublesome words again, I will never do anything to help you again."
I smiled helplessly, nodded and said, "Okay, no more talking, go back quickly, I'm leaving."
"Well," Zhou Mo curled his lips and said as if he was a little reluctant, "I don't know how long it will be before I see you next time."
I suddenly fell silent, thinking that we could never meet again.
It should be possible, because Director Jiang said that I can live for at most two years, and we will definitely be able to see each other in two years.
So I smiled and said to her: "Soon, our group will also establish branches in cities like Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou. I will definitely come here often."
Zhou Mo said with a serious face: "I told you not to work anymore, why are you still thinking about working?"
I didn't dwell on this issue with her anymore, and instead asked her: "By the way, how are you and the doctor named Bai Xiangyu getting along now?"
Zhou Mo looked at me in surprise and said, "Why do you think I'm getting along with him?"
"Is there any need to guess? Everyone can tell that he is interested in you, he just doesn't know what you think."
Zhou Mo smiled and said: "I'm okay, mainly because I don't like the profession of doctor very much."
"Why? The doctor is very good!"
"It's good, but it's not suitable for them to be a couple."
Zhou Mo changed his tone and said: "Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. You should go through the security check quickly, otherwise it will be too late."
I looked at my watch and saw that it was almost too late.
After saying goodbye to Zhou Mo, I lined up to go through the security check. Zhou Mo still stood at the security check, just looking at me.
I actually have mixed feelings in my heart, because I owe her so much, and she has helped me so much from the time I met her to now.
If there really is an afterlife, I hope I can still get to know her.
After I got on the plane, I didn't think about anything, closed my eyes and fell asleep.
When I woke up, the plane had landed at Chengdu Shuangliu International Airport.
As the crowd walked out of the airport building and came to the parking lot, I didn't drive back immediately.
Sitting in the car, I was wondering whether I should tell An Lan about this.
I should tell her, but not now. If I tell her now, she will definitely let me quit the company immediately.
But I really can't quit now. Even though it's no longer useful to me to earn so much money, the group has developed so far that it's no longer about me alone.
This is related to the survival of thousands of people in the group, and now is the critical moment when the group is facing export trade. Once there is no backbone, it will fall apart.
Just as he was thinking about this, An Lan called again.
I came to my senses and answered the phone: "Hey, I'm back and I'm still at the airport."
"Well, you can just go home and I'll cook something delicious for you tonight."
I smiled and said, "What day is it today? You even cooked delicious food for me."
"Can not be done?"
"That's great, I'll be back soon."
After hanging up the phone, I let out a long sigh and suddenly felt a little sad.
Because I won’t be able to experience such a life for long, and I may have to live up to her for the rest of my life.
But this time I was not as painful as last time, because at that time everything was unknown, and people are often the most fearful when facing the unknown.
But it's different now. I know how long I can live, so I'm no longer so afraid of death.
It's just such a pity that An Lan and I still have a lot of things to do and a lot of places we haven't been to.
After taking a long breath, I started the car.
When I got home, An Lan was already busy in the kitchen, Xiaoman was watching TV alone in the living room, and Sister Cai was also helping in the kitchen.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, An Lan ran out of the kitchen, looked at me with a smile and said, "You're back?"
"Well, are you really cooking?" I said as I walked to the kitchen door to see what delicious food she was cooking.
"You go and keep Xiaoman company. We'll have dinner soon."
"What are you cooking for?" I looked into the kitchen and asked.
"You'll find out later, I guarantee you'll like it."
"Hey! Are you so sure?"
She smiled mysteriously, then returned to the kitchen and continued to work.
I was still standing at the door of the kitchen, watching her wearing an apron and working in an orderly manner in the kitchen. At that moment, I felt very uncomfortable.
I really don’t want to lose such a beautiful life, but this is my life!
When An Lan saw that I was still stunned at the door, she waved to me again and shouted: "Stop standing here! Go play with Xiaoman."
I smiled and nodded, and then walked to the living room.
Xiaoman was sitting alone on the sofa, and there was a cartoon on the TV that I didn't know the name of.
I walked over to Xiaoman and sat down. Just as I was about to speak, Xiaoman said "shh" to me, signaling me not to speak.
I looked at her focused look and couldn't help but smile. This is really my daughter! She looks exactly like me.
So I sat quietly next to her and looked at her intently.
I really want to watch her grow up and find her own happiness.
I imagined that on the day of her wedding, I would hold her hand, walk on the stage, and hand her over to the person who meant the most to her.
I want to see this scene so much, and I want to see Xiaoman grow up.
But I can't wait for that day. I can't see her marrying as a wife, having children, and maybe I can't even wait for the day when she calls me daddy.
When I think of these things, I feel even more painful. Even though I am already trying very hard to digest them, when I think of these things, I am still in excruciating pain.
It wasn't until Xiaoman suddenly burst into laughter that I was brought back from that painful state.
I looked at her again. She was staring at the picture on the TV and smiling happily.
Seeing her smile, I laughed too, and I just wanted to see her happy.
After she finished laughing, I stopped and said to her, "Xiaoman, daddy, can you give me a hug?"
"Why?" the little guy tilted his head and asked me.
"I just want to give Xiaoman a hug, is that okay?"
She was silent for a moment, tilted her head and said, "Not good."
"why?"
"If it's not good, it's bad. Don't disturb me watching cartoons." This little guy even complained about me.
I laughed in frustration, thinking that I was really a failure. My biological daughter never called me daddy, and she has always had this attitude.
I had tolerated it before, but when I thought about how little time I had left to live, I didn't know why, but I suddenly got angry.
I suddenly stood up from the sofa and yelled at Xiaoman in a tone I had never heard before: "I am your dad. Even if you don't call me, is it so difficult for me to hug you?"