Chapter III
She had forgotten how long she had been on the empty carpet against where Huang Xiang had sit, whether she was asleep or awake, and when she opened her eyes, the sky outside was starting to darken, and the TV had already stopped.
Zhang Ya has spent countless dark nights, but she really feels that she can't survive this night, why would she rather find a replacement for herself than go back and ask herself?
Early morning.
Woken up by the ringing of the phone.
"My big brother, you don't go to work on weekends, have you forgotten that I just got off work?"
The person on the bed turned over and remembered that after moving, Jing'er hadn't had time to buy a battery car and promised to pick her up.
"Niangniang is angry, the little one will rush over, I hope to understand, hehehe~"
After hanging up the phone, I quickly got up and washed up briefly, took the car keys and walked out, and happened to meet Huang Xiang, who had just arrived at the car.
In fact, after venting last night, Zhang Ya was not so easy to get angry, and she was really anxious yesterday.
"Early~"
Zhang Ya greeted casually.
Huang Xiang saw that she was wearing a white tight sundress today, and stepped on a pair of white Converses under her feet, and she felt a little angry in her heart, obviously looking very casual, how could she feel particularly enchanting and dazzling. She used to go through it and just thought it was cute, but she thought that three years later, she would develop so fast?
"Hmm~ aren't you cold?"
How could Zhang Ya not hear the meaning of his words, and said with a smile, "It turns out that you can only be bare-chested when your big men are hot, and you can't wear skirts when our women are hot?"
Huang Xiang looked at her indifferently, and walked straight to her to look at her, "Can you be a woman who pays attention to what if she is targeted by someone who cares about it that day?" After speaking, he turned his face a little annoyed.
What position do you use now to say this?
"Oh, is it?" Zhang Ya said in a flirtatious tone, brushing back the hair on her chest with one hand, revealing the scenery.
Then he walked forward, walked straight up to him, and smiled and said, "Then will you come with me?" β
Looking at his bewildered face, he wanted to laugh and feel sad at the same time, and he didn't know when he would need these skills that he had looked down on before.
"Gone. β
After saying this, he got into the car, and walked straight ahead of him after starting.
Half an hour later.
"Eldest sister ~ Niangniang ~ I was wrong, please forgive. He clasped his hands together and pleaded for repentance for being an hour late.
I thought to myself, "I didn't fight if I knew it earlier, it's really a waste of time." β
Jing'er darkened her face and said goodbye, "Tell me about you, if it's really something, then I definitely don't care, but today's situation is really unforgivable." β
"Understood, I didn't have time to eat the moving meal yesterday too late, I invite you to have a good meal today, so it's okay for you not to cook?"
The face is sold well, and it is easy to convince.
Jing'er has been inseparable from herself all these years, snuggling up to each other, and before she got married, she was the only time she was separated from her, that is, half a year after she was married, and she returned to the city after the divorce at first, mostly because of Huang Xiang, and the rest were reluctant to her.
At first, I lived in her place before I didn't have a house of my own, and now that I have a house, I don't want to separate.
Jing'er in the car looked at herself again and again, obviously having something to say.
Say. Zhang Ya, who was driving the car, couldn't bear it, if she hadn't driven it, she would have glared at it with a big eye.
Jing'er's expression was embarrassed, "I don't know whether to ask or not." β
This stupid girl didn't say funny, "Don't say anything if you're not sure." β
"But... No matter, you said that your company is not to sign a contract with you to buy a house here, so many houses in good locations, you just want to choose this second-hand house, the geographical location is far away from your company, what is the picture?"
Zhang Ya didn't answer her in a hurry, it's true that this suite is a second-hand house, and the transportation is not convenient, but - downstairs has her dreams and her summer.
"Picture happy!" Zhang Ya replied briskly.
"Do it. β
Of course, Jing'er knew that she was perfunctory, and she only felt that she had wasted this great opportunity, and she had seen with her own eyes how hard she had worked over the years, often working overtime and sleeping only a few hours a day, and finally climbed to the position of manager. The ups and downs along the way are beyond the reach of ordinary people.
"AlasΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·"
After sending Jing'er back to sleep, Zhang Ya went to the beauty salon she often went to, and when she was here, her body and mind were the most relaxed moments, and it was rare for her to sleep peacefully.
The self in the dream is still the same as three years ago, when I dreamed of calling the old man Huang Xiang, and dreaming of when he was cooking for himself.
"Old man, what are you eating today?" At that time, Zhang Ya still liked to be alive, and her eyes were full of undisguised joy.
Even if he was in the kitchen, he would sit at the door with a stool, staring blankly at the busy figure.
He walked over and touched his head, and asked gently, "Do you want to eat anything with steamed shrimp, chopped pepper fish head, and tomato scrambled eggs?"
She always got up from the stool with a smile and hung on the old man who was a whole head taller than herself, and said, "I eat what you do, so that I can feed." β
She is not a picky eater, she always eats more if she likes to eat, and eats less if she doesn't like it, but she always eats as much as she can cook for him, lest he feel that he doesn't give face.
"My wife is so good! But there are still Zhou Xin and them outside, let people watch jokes, go watch TV for a while and wait!"
Of course, it wasn't actually my home with him, and it was just an apartment that the company gave him and often colleagues would come over for dinner.
In my dreams, there are often three or five people sitting together eating, and I always look at him with light, even if I sit next to me, I can't help but stare at him.
From time to time, it is the work of a meal.
The beautician looked at Zhang Ya, who was sleeping sweetly on the bed, and didn't want to disturb but was afraid that she wouldn't be able to work, so she simply asked softly tentatively, "Little cutie, do you want to make a whitening mask today?" Looking at the person on the bed, there was no sound and a slight pretense.
"Huh?" Zhang Ya's voice was a little choked, and it was uncomfortable for that memory now.
"Do you want to make a whitening mask today? I see that you are sleeping soundly, and I am not too embarrassed to wake you up. There was some apology on his face.
"It's okay, let's do it!"
Zhang Ya's tone was faint and she couldn't tell whether she was angry or not, the beautician had to be careful to do it, don't offend this VIP customer, if you complain, you will deduct the bonus, and if you complain, the job will not be guaranteed.
It's dinner time, and it's time to clean up and pick up Jing'er again.
I thought to myself that Jing'er didn't go to work today, so the woman shouldn't go to work today, right?