I don't know if it was because the evening breeze was blowing too much, or because I was too entangled in the past, I had a strange dream that night. The reason why it is strange is because I dreamed of a pair of men and women sitting under the pomegranate tree and snuggling up to each other, Qin Se and Ming, the male is impartial is Jiang Beisheng who did not take the initiative to contact me, and the woman is Su Xin.

I was immediately awakened.

Garfield rolled over, confused, "Awake?"

I didn't squeak, the cold sweat on my forehead was like Su Xin's deep face, which made me feel cold and palpitating. Luckily, the curtains were drawn tightly enough that Garfield didn't notice anything unusual about me.

I rolled over and sat up, glancing at the blue-shelled alarm clock on the bedside table, the screen glowing coldly in the dark night: 6:57.

On normal work days, at this point, it can be said that waking up is neither earlier nor later, just right. After raising his hand to wipe off the cold sweat on his forehead without revealing a trace, he muttered: "I can't change the old habit of more than ten years." ”

Garfield rolled over again: "I can't, I need to sleep a little longer." ”

"Uh, you sleep. ”

I rubbed the cold sweat on my palms repeatedly, absent-mindedly perfunctory.

The definition of dreams in Chinese metaphysics also seems to follow the principle of yin and yang, black and white, with anti-dreams and foresight.

I wonder what my dream will end up being?

I sighed.

The morning went by quickly.

I got up and washed, went downstairs for breakfast, and then went upstairs, and it was half past eight. Garfield is making her nutritious breakfast in the kitchen.

This is a habit she has developed in recent years, boiling eggs in clear water and squeezing juice with a glass of fresh fruit.

It's neither good nor bad.

I poured myself a small half cup from the juicer that was still left, and after drinking it in one gulp, I wondered, "When did you buy the eggs and apples?"

Garfield leaned on the stove without looking back, his spirit and tone were like the sun in a warm winter, and he was lazy: "Wei Siming bought it." ”

"You two, do you have to treat us as fools?" I put down the cup, and suddenly became a little unhappy: "If you don't want to leave, just don't leave, what are you tossing?"

"It's not a toss, it's life. Garfield's slightly chubby body trembled slightly, as if he was afraid that I would pick and leave at the moment, so he quickly turned around and looked at me with an aggrieved face: "His lifestyle, the refrigerator must be full, the stove should be hot, the room is lit at night, and the meals are served on time." Also, when he came back from work, he hoped that the door was knocked open, not opened by himself. ”

"He has his demands, but I have my insistence. Garfield took a sip of juice, moistened his throat, and then added, "He asked me to go back to the family like most women and do a role in having children." But you know, I've gone all the way, how hard I've walked to get to where I am today, and just a few words made me give up what I've insisted on for so many years, and I, I can't accept it. In the end, Garfield's tone became angry: "Fox, you are a high-achieving student in the Chinese department, you tell me, which bastard is so lacking in morality, proposing such a fake Sven that violates human morality inside the female protagonist and male protagonist?"

To be precise, this family distribution model is not proposed by any one person, but China's 5,000-year-old traditional culture has always been like this, to put it bluntly, this is a historical product of a male society that has been passed down from generation to generation.

No one can conclude that this historical product is just a kind of fake Sven, after all, not all women want to be strong women. does not shy away from looking at this society, strong women or strong women consciousness families are really just a minority.

But if existence is reasonable, what about a few?

Coughed: "Which bastard brought it up, I don't know." But cat," I paused, pouting at the stove, "I know you've run out of gas." ”

"Huh?!"

This morning, Garfield ate a half-cooked egg, drank a glass of not-so-fresh apple juice, dragged me to the gas company to flush gas for 500 yuan, and when I came back, I went to the property office and paid a year's management fee. When I got home, I remembered that the pots of green plants on the large terrace had shown irretrievable signs of withering. He dragged me non-stop to the nearest flower market to buy five pockets of aloe vera.

Although it was the most recent one, it took nearly two hours to go back and forth, and after a very casual lunch, there was less than half an hour left before the agreed time.

Garfield didn't say a word, turned around and hurried back.

I don't know if it's because of the particularity of his profession, Wei Siming's concept of time is so strong that it makes people tremble.

Luckily, I found him by stepping on the spot.

"You, how are you?"

I haven't seen him for many years, and Wei Siming is still the same.

A face with a tightly managed expression is set up with a pair of black wire glasses that are always clean. The chalk ash on a white shirt is generally impossible to see if you don't look closely, but black suit pants are always the hardest hit. A pair of Cheng Liang's black leather shoes is his first choice.

"Since she doesn't really want to talk, then please tell me on your behalf, and I'll see you at the civil administration gate at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. ”

Wei Siming put away the surprise he was surprised when he saw me for the first time, and after calmly speaking, he got up to leave.

I expected this result from the beginning.

sat down calmly and smiled calmly: "Teacher Wei, I am an adult, I know the affairs between husband and wife, and an outsider is not qualified to point fingers and talk about things." So, I'm here today just to treat a friend to a cup of coffee. ”

Wei Siming's upright body paused, and a reluctant look seeped out from behind the lenses: "There must be a reason to invite guests to dinner, right?"

"No matter what happens to you and Garfield, for now, you're still a husband and wife. Although I came to your house at the invitation of your wife, I can't help but say hello to you, right?"

With that, I turned the orderer on the table into a red light.

A little girl with crooked smiling eyes and a sweet face walked over happily, holding two brown leather-noodle meal books in her hands, one for me, and the other for Wei Siming.

I glanced sideways, and before I could open it, I turned it back and said, "Don't look at it, two cups of mocha." ”

"Two glasses of mocha, do you need a snack?"

The little girl asked cautiously, as usual.

I waved my hand, and she left with a look in her eyes.

Wei Siming was still standing in the aisle, as if whether to stay or not was more difficult for him to solve than a world-class Olympiad problem.

When men are in chaos, they are most afraid of having a chattering woman by their side. Although my relationship with Wei Siming does not fit the role of man and woman in this conclusion, I also have no real means to check and balance him.

If he insists on leaving, I can't think of anything else to say except "if it's good to go, don't send it".

So, I simply turned my face sideways and looked out the window at the bustling street.

"Isn't it just a cup of coffee?

The atmosphere was scorching to the point that every inch of skin was uncomfortable, and a low, somewhat indifferent voice was like a pebble falling into a pool of stagnant water, which immediately stirred up a thousand waves.

(To be continued)