Chapter Twenty-Five: Hypocrisy
Seeing that Zhou Ling didn't react, Wang Hao and the others also shifted the topic.
Zhou Ling listened to their words comparing with each other and ate silently.
Eating and eating, I saw that the class reunion was about to end. Zhou Lingdu was ready to leave, but was suddenly stopped by Yang Juan.
"Zhou Ling, why are you in such a hurry, it's rare for everyone to have a good chat, how difficult it is to meet once. ”
Zhou Ling paused, and was forced to sit back in his seat, finding a reason to prevaricate Yang Juan.
"I still have a job for a while, so I can't stay long. ”
Yang Juan glanced at the classmates around her who were pulling the sky and the earth, and quietly sat down next to Zhou Ling.
"What are you doing now? Are you still on the radio?"
Zhou Ling nodded.
Yang Juan's face became more serious, pretending to be a big sister.
"You can't keep wasting your days on the radio, that job has no future at all, it will only slowly consume your time, how precious is a woman's youth, how can you waste it on this kind of work. ”
Zhou Ling smiled a little awkwardly, and casually echoed Yang Juan.
Yang Juan's family is relatively rich, although it is not as rich as the second generation, but it can be regarded as a well-off class.
When she said this, she naturally had no burden.
After all, for him, eating and drinking are not worried, and he does not have to be responsible for the burden of life.
He just needs to have fun and find a good man to marry.
But Zhou Ling is different.
Zhou Ling is only one person, and he is responsible for the firewood, rice, oil and salt in life. He is not qualified to play, to have fun.
After a few casual words, after chatting, Yang Juan shifted the topic to business.
"Do you have a husband now?"
Zhou Ling smiled awkwardly and said with some embarrassment: "I already have a boyfriend, but I haven't gotten married yet." ”
"How old are you, you haven't even married yet, aren't you afraid that no man will want you by then? ”
Yang Juan couldn't help the disgust in her heart, and her words were full of harsh criticism.
At this moment, Zhou Ling was completely relaxed.
If Yang Juan had kept pretending to be kind, she would have become uncomfortable.
Now that Yang Juan has revealed his true face, he will have a familiar feeling, and the whole person is much more comfortable.
Zhou Ling smiled lightly: "I'm not in a hurry, and no one is urging me to get married, so I want to look for it again." Besides, if you get married too early, it is easy to have accidents in your married life. ”
The speaker has no intention, but the listener has a heart.
Yang Juan thought that Zhou Ling was hinting at her, and her face turned green.
His voice suddenly became a little sharper: "What does my married life have to do with you, I have lived for more than 20 years, and I don't even have a confidant, no wonder you are still so unsuccessful." ”
Zhou Ling was stunned and looked at Yang Juan a little confused.
That sentence just now is really an ordinary answer, with no additional meaning.
I didn't expect that in the end, I still inadvertently caused trouble for myself.
Looking at the time given to Wen Zhuo on his phone, Zhou Ling decided to make a quick decision.
"Of course I'm not as good as you, your family is so rich and rich, how can a person like me who works hard in a poor family compare to you. ”
Zhou Ling flattered Yang Juan in a sincere tone.
Hearing this, Yang Juan's face looked better.
Zhou Ling smiled and didn't say anything more.
He knows Yang Juan's character too well, and when he was in school, he was a little arrogant, and he especially looked down on the people in the class with average family conditions.
But at the same time, his weaknesses are particularly easy to find. As long as you can put down your body and cater to him, soon he won't be saying anything about making things difficult for you anymore.
Looking at the message prompt on the phone, Zhou Ling said apologetically: "My boyfriend has already come to pick me up, and I still have work at night, so I won't stay longer, you guys have a good meal." ”
As soon as Zhou Ling's words were released, many classmates exploded and clamored to follow Zhou Ling out.
"It's really a strange thing that our cold class flower has a boyfriend. ”
"That's it, Zhou Ling, if you have a boyfriend, you don't say a word to the big guy, we can help you identify whether this man is a good man. ”
"Let's go, let's go, let's go out and have a look, I'm also very curious about what someone who can be Zhou Ling's boyfriend will look like. ”
Zhou Ling subconsciously glanced at a man sitting in the corner, and a trace of strange emotion crossed his eyes.
Whose maiden does not have spring.
When she was a student, she also liked someone.
It's just that now, that liking has been worn out too lightly by life.
Now when I suddenly see that person, there will still be something strange in my heart.
It's just that this mood is very different from liking.
More of it, probably a pity.
In fact, if you think about it carefully, the likes of students when they were students were quite simple.
It's just a simple copy of your homework, or a piece of water.
Or, just as the sun is shining, the guy walks towards you with a basketball in his arms, sweat soaking through his T-shirt.
Just because of his youth, he added an unusual filter to these ordinary scenes.
The man seemed to notice something, and looked up at Zhou Ling.
Zhou Ling retracted his gaze and did not speak to him.
That period of youth has passed, and life has to go further, and he has no intention of looking back.
That crush is a precious memory, but at this moment he has his own happiness. At this time, it is undoubtedly the most irrational decision to disturb each other.
In life, there are always regrets.
The classmates were still coaxing, and Zhou Ling said helplessly: "My boyfriend is not very good-looking, you don't have to go to see him." ”
Wang Hao saw that Zhou Ling kept refusing, and stepped forward to persuade him.
"Don't worry, the big guy just takes a look and helps you identify, after all, no one wants you to meet those scumbags, right? ”
Zhou Ling sighed and nodded.
At the same time, he didn't forget to send a message to Wen Zhuo, asking him if he was willing.
On the other end of the phone, Wen Zhuo quickly replied to the message.
"I'd be happy to wait for you at the door of the hotel, have fun and come back, no hurry. ”
Zhou Ling put away his phone and walked outside.
The classmates behind him didn't all follow, but a few people with better things followed Zhou Ling.
Yang Juan hesitated behind her, then suddenly ran to the side of the man just now and pulled him forward.
"Let's go, aren't you curious about what Zhou Ling's current boyfriend will look like. ”
The man was stunned for a moment, a little hesitant.
For some reason, he still stood up and walked outside with Yang Juan.
At the door of the Century Hotel, Zhou Ling saw Wen Zhuo waiting on the road at a glance.