Zheng Xiaowen came out of the bureau and didn't go home, she went directly to Lin Jing's clothing store. Zheng Xiaowen saw that Wen Jiemei was busy greeting customers, and she and Lin Jing were talking on the side.

When Lin Jing heard that Zheng Xiaowen was going to give her money to buy real estate and build a commercial building, she was dumbfounded, she opened her eyes wide and said, "Xiaowen, where did you get so much money?"

Zheng Xiaowen said calmly: "Don't worry, the money I gave you is just and bright." This money is in my hands, its surname is Zheng, and in your hands, its surname is Lin, you remember, this is our money. Go, go to the bank and take it out right away. ”

Lin Jing called Qiao Xiang, and the three of them went to the bank together. When Lin Jing and Qiao Xiang saw that there were a string of astronomical numbers on Lin Jing's passbook, Qiao Xiang followed the passbook handed over by Lin Jing, he put the passbook in his underwear pocket, turned his face to wipe the tears welling up in his eyes, and he didn't say anything.

Lin Jing hurriedly said in excitement: "Xiaowen, let's go, let's hurry up and find my cousin, it's too late, and that property will be someone else's surname!"

Zheng Xiaowen followed Lin Jing and went to see the location of the house, and she was very satisfied. The property was bought.

Lin Jing immediately prepared and was busy with the plan to build a commercial building, and Zheng Xiaowen named the commercial building: Zengjinyuan.

After Zheng Xiaowen signed the contract with the bureau, Yang Yilin, as usual, went to the private school alley as long as he was free.

Zheng Xiaowen has not allowed Yang Yilin to enter her West Wing since the day Yang Yilin washed her clothes sleeves.

Yang Yilin thought to herself, I don't blame you for your coquettish and stubborn behavior, who let you kill a Li bite gold halfway! Although this is not my fault, this mistake always happens on my side. If you don't let me enter the Westinghouse now, I won't enter, and when you get married on May Day, you should let me in!

Zheng Xiaowen has already obtained a visa to go to the United States, and Yang Yilin, who is in the dark, still knows nothing.

Now, Yang Yunhan has withdrawn the work pressure on Yang Yilin and does not let him take charge of the work in the bureau anymore.

Yang Yilin was free, he went to Zheng's house more often, he went to Zheng's house more, and he discussed with Zheng Xiaowen what he should prepare before marriage.

Zheng Xiaowen looked at Yang Yilin's performance, she had sealed her feelings and no longer wavered, she couldn't stand Yang Yilin's closeness to her, and her emotions were unconsciously shaken again.

It's just that Zheng Xiaowen is a little confused: What the hell is going on? I don't let Yang Yilin go to the Westinghouse, and he never mentions entering the Westinghouse. If this had been before, he would have rushed into the Westinghouse with even more annoyance!

Now he, Yang Yilin, is busy buying this, buying that, and making pre-wedding preparations. He and Li Xinning are also scheduled to get married on May Day, so which bride did he prepare for these wedding supplies he bought? Forget it, he is so good at playing bells and whistles, who can guess?

Zheng Xiaowen's feelings that had just been shaken became confused and heavy again. At night, she didn't sleep well after thinking about it.

In the morning, Zheng Xiaowen said to her mother with a heavy heart that she didn't have to wait for her for lunch, she took her guitar and rode her bicycle, and followed the road she and Yang Yilin walked together last spring to the suburbs.

Alone, she walked in the footsteps of last spring, looking at the mountains, the water, the peach blossoms, and the vast green fields.

She was tired of running and tired, and wanted to sit on the ridge and rest for a while. As soon as she sat down, she noticed the pink, yellow, and red flowers in the field, which were swaying slightly with the spring breeze, and she couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised: "Ah, such a fresh, such a beautiful flower!"

She looked at these tender flowers, her mood was just a little better, and suddenly she remembered the age difference between her and Yang Yilin, and unconsciously muttered to herself:

"Oh my God, why haven't I seen around me, a woman who is seven or eight years older than a man and a person who is married?!Old Yue, why don't you arrange more lovers with a big age gap, let me Zheng Xiaowen and Yang Yilin stand among them, the two of us are not so lonely and conspicuous!

"Alas! No matter how much you say it, it will be in vain, and it will not change the current state of affairs! Since you can't change it, then don't let yourself be bored, just tell what you have in your heart!"

As soon as Zheng Xiaowen said to herself, the words in her heart came up, and she took a pen and paper to write "Spring Hurt Thoughts". Playing the guitar by herself, singing this sour song in her heart:

"The sky is still so blue, and the white clouds are still drifting. The sun is still so warm, and the wind is still so soft. The road is still this road, and the cultivated land is still a big iron ox. The land is still this one, and the fields are still green.

"Looking around the four fields, the spring is still the same. Peach blossom pollen clusters, birds chirping. Butterflies flutter and spring buds flutter. The green mountains are still there, and the small river is long. The sheep brother is still walking on the river slope with the sheep, and the gentle wind still asks for the graceful willows on the bank. I am bathed in the sun in the spring color, how is this like falling into the late autumn when the frost hits the fallen leaves!

"The wrong love cannot be bent over. After three years of love, it's really hard to break up. The ridge is alone, and the lonely shadow adds to the worry. Thinking about it, I burst into tears. Seeing that I was confused and confused, I had no way out, and I had no way to investigate the heavy causes and consequences. But this past is like a cloud of smoke and refuses to disperse, and it is so lingering that love is so affectionate that it refuses to give up!

"Ah, my long love, how I cut it, I can't cut it, my wide love, I can't give it up. I really don't know, should I go, or should I stay!"

Zheng Xiaowen finished playing and singing in a very small voice, she was already in tears, she wiped her tears, and unconsciously sang in a low voice: "Loneliness in life, pain in thought." There are no doors here, no roads there. I'm lonely, I'm in pain, God, who's coming, who's going to help?!"

After she sang these few words, she covered her face in discomfort. She sobbed and thought to herself: Yilin, he is busy preparing for marriage, is he pretending to be in front of me? Pretending that he and Li Xinning have received a marriage certificate, and then disclose it to everyone, the rice is cooked, who can take him?

Okay, Yang Yilin, you can pretend, friends, Li Xinning, you have to get married on May Day, you can't pretend for long!

Zheng Xiaowen stayed outside for a day, the sun was setting, and she was cold and hungry. In the evening, she dragged her tired body and mind home. Yang Yilin, Zheng's father, and Zheng's mother stepped forward to surround her.

Mom blamed her and said, "Nini, where have you been all day and not coming home?

Zheng Xiaowen said: "What do you care, I'm such an adult, and I lost it." "She's never been out like this before, and she's never said anything like that.

The mother looked at her weak daughter, only blamed those two sentences, and asked her daughter to wash her hands and eat quickly, without saying anything more.

Yang Yilin saw that Zheng Xiaowen had finished eating, and he took her to the study. Immediately after that, he said, "Why don't you say a word when you go out for a day?" You made me anxious, do you know it!" After he finished speaking, he stretched out his arm and went to pick up Zheng Xiaowen.