"Don't talk about me, talk about you. I retracted my gaze and smiled with a light smile: "As you said, one yard is one yard, and the matter of meeting Wei Siming for you today is a bit unsatisfactory, but it is also the best result." ”

"How so?"

When he said me, Garfield, whose face was full of anticipation and his eyes were shining, immediately coaxed as soon as he returned to his own business. His expression was gloomy, his eyes were evasive, and his confidence was insufficient.

Sure enough, a thirty-five-year-old woman is more eager to have the armor of a hedgehog than jewelry, and not to be taken by anyone for shortcomings.

With a sense of understanding, I was wondering whether to continue with the rest of the story. The five empty milk tea cups on the table, like lonely and hesitant shadows, reflect Garfield's thoughts that Can't be hidden on this small table, which is very dazzling for me to turn a blind eye.

"You don't dare to meet, and he agrees to make another appointment, isn't that enough to show that the two of you both want to get along and don't want to leave?"

I said softly.

When Garfield heard this, the corners of his eyebrows and eyes suddenly froze like frost, and the cold air gradually leaked: "...... Perhaps. The simple words are both helpless and melancholy.

This kind of complex emotions makes people faintly feel that things are far from being as simple as they appear on the surface. But we have passed the age where we rely on the excuse of friendship to disregard the importance of privacy and ask our friends directly. It's the same thing that I would never take the initiative to tell Garfield or Kidney Beans how embarrassed the mosquitoes are in Beijing.

A thirty-five-year-old woman can never go back to the age of twenty-five, and she will no longer be naïve enough to think that being open-mouthed is the capital and confidence of youth.

I sighed, and said some painless words in the soft light like the warm sun, and saw that each other's emotions had been relieved and released to the greatest extent, so I called the waiter to pay the bill.

The door of the bubble tea shop is not a cliché glass product, but a white wooden door, and the door page is full of hyacinths. As soon as I pushed my hand, the bell in the corner of the door immediately erupted into a lively and playful playful sound, and when I looked up, the scene outside the door was no longer the scene when I entered the store, and the night of the city had quietly fallen in the chatter between me and Garfield.

I stood in the corner of the porch, suddenly curious, and couldn't help but pick and choose at the passers-by, Garfield put his face on my right arm, frowning, "Where is your husband?"

"I didn't bother looking for him. I said lazily, Garfield's eyebrows furrowed even deeper, "So what are you looking for?"

"Looking for young. In a long tone, I raised my hand and put my arm around Garfield's slightly thick shoulder, and walked away sadly: "You see, this time is still out and about, either young girls or beautiful girls, and it's almost hard to see ordinary women of our age." You say, does this mean that women of our age are at home at the moment?"

"It really only takes a moment for people to find out that they are growing up or getting old. I hate to admit it, but thirty-five doesn't seem like a young man. Cats, we are really old, not grown. I continued to whisper, "Perhaps, it's time to think about having children." ”

As smart as Garfield, how could he not hear my words?

I saw her glance at the crowd faintly: "People who don't want to grow old will lie to themselves that they just grow up." After I turned 30, I remembered what it was to be old and what was to grow up. You don't have to persuade me. ”

Talking to a wise person is effortless, but it is laborious.

"Did I advise you? I'm just sentimental. I smiled and said to myself: "Although this girl is not a beauty who has captivated the country and the city, but she is also a woman in the end, and the last thing a woman dares to face in her life is just the word "old"? I am sad and sad, and I am wrong?"

"That's right. Garfield broke free from the crook of my arm, his eyes unusually determined: "I have a few important calls that must be returned now, go first." ”

"I won't eavesdrop, so why should I go first?"

"Aren't you really going to take your husband to buy groceries or a change of clothes or something? Don't tell me, you can use Wei Siming's. Your husband doesn't dislike it, and I can't take it. ”

There are many ways to escape, and it's straightforward like this, and it would be too eyeless for me to be unsightly.

I beckoned her and let her go.

"Jiang Beisheng," Seeing Garfield's corner gone, I turned around and walked to the back of the lone figure, and patted him gently: "Let's go." ”

The tall figure shrugged slightly, turned around and turned around unusually fast: "Can you not call me by name in the future?" I remember that when he left, he was still in a very good mood, this will, why is it revealed again?

"You, do you have any grievances against me?"

"It's not. ”

"That's weird. I turned around and left, Jiang Beisheng followed, and the dark clouds on his forehead dissipated slightly: "What's so strange?"

"I wonder why you're looking for my faults when you're fine. "Talking to Garfield, I was a little saddened, and I couldn't compare with Jiang Beisheng anymore, so I just said: "Connecting names with surnames, isn't that the way we have always called each other?"

He pursed his lips, thoughtful.

After a while, he said: "After all, we are adults, if we can't make mistakes and don't change, what is the difference between them and kindergarten children? So, from today onwards, I will remind myself to pay attention to the fact that no matter before or after people, I will no longer call you 'Wu Xiaoqi'." I hope you can also restrain yourself well. I don't know if the night light was blown a little ethereal by the evening breeze, Jiang Beisheng's eyes seemed to flicker a little: "As for how many times you called me before, and how many times I called you, it's no longer a matter of counting, so let's write it off." ”

I was a little confused, and I didn't turn around for a while: "Writing off is a good thing, but you don't call me 'Wu Xiaoqi', so what are you going to call me?"

“…… Xiaoqi. ”

The brain boomed: "So, what do I call you?"

“…… Beisheng. ”

A person's life always likes to be taken apart to separate an earlier life and the next. As a woman, no matter which half of her life, as long as she meets a love that is as beautiful as a summer flower at an inappropriate time, the rest of her life will become a remnant of her life, and in the feelings encountered in her remnant life, there is no longer love, only a dog's tail and mink-style love that continues to live.

Therefore, even if I am too careful at the moment, I will conclude that Jiang Beisheng's proposal is ambiguous, but it will not change the ulterior motives that I have determined to be a man.

I may not be able to blindly be hard-hearted when dealing with men, but if I deal with a man with ulterior motives, I am confident that I will not be stupid enough to let myself be soft-hearted and be led by his nose.

Eyebrows moved, half joking and half serious: "It does seem raw and barbaric for husband and wife to call each other by name and surname, but you can't disgust yourself in order to please others, right?"

"Look at your tone, it seems that you have thought of a name that can please others without disgusting yourself?"

Jiang Beisheng's calm mind seemed to be chaotic again, and he saw that the green tendons on his forehead were shaking uncontrollably like a angry little kid.

I was depressed and timid: "My nickname is Fox, as for you, I think it's good to call Lao Jiang." ”

"No, I can't. Jiang Beisheng's neck stiffened, and the green tendons continued to behave on the corners of his forehead: "It doesn't make sense that you are an animal and I am a plant, so I don't know why I want to be bullied by you?"

This is the typical egg-picking bone.

"What the hell are you awkward?" I stood abruptly, clenched my hands into fists, and stopped in front of Jiang Beisheng: "Is it because I didn't wear a ring?"

(To be continued)