Zhang Shengcheng walked aimlessly on the street, he didn't know how long he had been walking, and he didn't know when the morning sun behind him was replaced by a sunset.

He didn't eat lunch, he didn't feel hungry, but his steps grew heavier and his head heavier. However, physical exhaustion could not fill his mental emptiness. That hopeless emotion, I don't know when it started, devoured him little by little.

"I just thought, what's wrong with that freewheeling life when we were in England?"

Lu Wanmei questioned him more than once.

He didn't think it was wrong for Lu Wanmei to have such an idea, because he also longed to return to that kind of life more than once.

At that time, there was no need to run around for life, and there was no need to worry about money.

The two of them are like tired of being in a honey tank all day long, chatting endlessly about poetry and picturesqueness, endless sweet words, tasting the dazzling lights, and living a night of singing and dancing.

It is undeniable that those days are still so sweet and beautiful when I recall them now.

However, that kind of life like a fairy couple needs the economic backing of the Zhang family. Once this backing is lost, those sweetness, those beauty, like colorful soap bubbles, will disappear in an instant.

Lu Wanmei once said resentfully: "Your father is an iron rooster who doesn't pull out a hair, and he is a stinky and hard miser." The Zhang family is just such a son as you, everything in the Zhang family will be yours sooner or later, so what's the difference between giving it late and giving it early? If he wants to let go, why do you work so hard for four jobs?"

To be honest, when he was tired and out of breath and almost collapsed, he also complained about his father like this.

What did Dad say at the time?

Oh, Dad said, "For her sake, you hurt Yurong and messed up the family." If you can marry her desperately, you should be able to support her. It's your responsibility to raise her, not mine. So, don't try to figure something out of me. At least, when I'm alive, you can't calculate.

Marry a wife and marry a virtuous man.

With your current income, if Lu Wanmei is a virtuous ...... Oh, don't talk about being virtuous. As long as she is a little restrained, your little life should not be bad at all.

But now?

Lu Wanmei loves to put on music, loves extravagance, and loves to enjoy, just like her, even if you have a hundred gold mountains, it won't take a few years for her to toss it up.

You can't satisfy her appetite now, so she encourages you to stretch your hand home. If I'm like you did when you were studying, I'll give you as much as you want, and one day she will squander this little bit of the Zhang family's money, then who should you ask for? What should our Zhang family do?

Cheng'er, you can ignore it for the sake of your so-called great love. However, I can't help but think about the Zhang family, and I can't help but think about Qing'er.

Heaven is especially evil, but it is impossible to live if it is evil to itself.

Your current suffering, your current tiredness, are all self-inflicted, and you can't complain about others. ”

Dad's words are too mean and hurtful, is this what a father should say to his son?

However, is it unreasonable for him to be able to speak his father's words?

Zhang Shengcheng turned a corner and went to Tong'an Street.

My father said that if you marry a wife, you should marry a virtuous man.

What is a Good Wife?

Without any suspense, Kang Yurong's face flashed, and the pair of pulsed, docile eyes quickly entrenched in his brain, lingering.

Is Kang Yurong virtuous? He can't explain a clear definition.

I only know that she is also a golden branch and jade leaf who has never suffered hardships and has never been tired, and she is also a young lady who does not touch the spring water with her fingers.

When she was in the UK, when he was spending money for Lu Wanmei, she washed and cooked, mopped the floor and wiped the table in order to save money...... Everything is in person.

Also, in order to please him, she practiced her cooking skills to perfection, and the dishes she made tasted no worse than the chef in the restaurant. It's just that at that time, how could he praise a word?

He has been married to Lu Wanmei for nearly four years, and he loves spicy chicken and winter melon soup...... He almost forgot what it tasted like, and Lu Wanmei never cared about his taste.

He doesn't want to compare, but his thoughts are not at his disposal.

Zhang Shengcheng turned right and went to Shangyi Street. As he walked, he suddenly stopped, looked at XX Middle School a hundred meters away in front of him, and was stunned.

How did you get here?

Really don't know?

I know the answer, but I just don't want to admit it.

Perhaps, when I saw the photo of Kang Yurong in the newspaper, I already made a decision in my heart. That's why I asked for leave without thinking and walked out of the school gate without stopping.

……………………

When Kang Yurong went downstairs after being busy, everyone in the school was almost gone. When I was about to arrive at the school gate, I met Mr. He.

Kang Yurong asked, "Why are you so late today?"

Teacher He pulled his face and snorted angrily: "It's not for Zhang Liqiong's business, the teaching director is really energetic, it's like a cannon in the morning, and it's not too late to train in the morning." When he was out of school, he was caught again, and he was trained to the present. If someone hadn't been looking for him, he wouldn't have let him go now. Do you think Zhang Liqiong can rely on me for this? Why do you just bite me and don't let go?"

Zhang Liqiong is a student in Teacher He's class, and several girls fought after school yesterday and knocked Zhang Liqiong down the stairs. Teacher He next to him quickly reached out to help, but it was a step too late.

The stairs are not high, there are only two steps, Zhang Liqiong stumbled, and nothing else happened.

However, the Zhang family felt that his daughter had been greatly harmed, and he had to find the school for an explanation. The dean's consistent style is to get rid of himself and the school when things happen. In the end, this black cauldron fell on Mr. He's head.

Kang Yurong also felt that Teacher He was really wronged, but he was soft-spoken, and he couldn't help anything other than say some comforting words.

The two walked side by side, one chattering and complaining, the other silently listening.

Walking to the intersection, the two broke up, and Kang Yurong turned into Yudong Street. She came out late today, and her steps were much faster than usual.

"Yurong. ”

Hearing the scream, Kang Yurong didn't have time to react before a figure stood in front of her. Her steps subconsciously stopped, and then she took two steps back as fast as she could, her eyes sharpened to meet the pair of eyes that were becoming stranger.

Zhang Shengcheng looked at her and called out again: "Yu Rong." ”

Seeing that it was him, Kang Yurong breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and his guard relaxed.

Kang Yurong stepped back again, and waited until there were two or three people in the middle before stopping, looking at him lightly.

Zhang Shengcheng was wearing a smoky gray tweed jacket, his clothes were old, and the corners were sharpened.

Kang Yurong looked familiar with this dress, if I remember correctly, this was what she brought to him when she went to England. He was still a little tight at the time, but now it is loose and ill-fitting.

His face was slightly yellow, his eyes were dark and sunken, and his hair was crooked by the wind. Such a haggard Zhang Shengcheng can't coincide with the red-faced and high-spirited man in Kang Yurong's impression.

If it was before, Kang Yurong would definitely be warm and caring.

But now, she just looked at him faintly, and her eyes did not change in the slightest, like looking at him like a stranger.

She asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Shengcheng looked at this indifferent face, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt bad in his heart. In the past, Kang Yurong had a heart all on him, and his eyes would glow when he looked at him.

Men are all cheap bones, and those who are in a hurry to deliver them to the door will pick and choose this and that, and even abandon them with disrespectful words.

After a thousand sails, life is not easy, and I begin to think of the people who have been abandoned by myself. When I looked back, I found that what I had discarded was not a dirty land, but a dusty pearl.

Life is like a joke with him, and he can only be passively toyed with in the palm of his hand, like a beggar, he can only look at the pearl that once belonged to him from afar.

Zhang Shengcheng smiled at the corner of his mouth and said, "I haven't seen Qing'er for a long time, I just happened to be running errands near here today, so I thought I would wait for you to pick up Qing'er together." ”

This reason is very good, Kang Yurong can't push it even if he wants to.

Qing'er is the grandson of the Zhang family after all, if nothing else, just look at the face of the second elder of the Zhang family, and it is impossible for her not to let Zhang Sheng see Qing'er.

Kang Yurong said: "Then let's go." With that, he turned around and left.

Zhang Shengcheng hurriedly followed.

"How are you doing?" Kang Yurong didn't speak, and Zhang Shengcheng couldn't help but speak.

Kang Yurong was lukewarm: "It's okay." ”

"I saw your news in the newspaper today, and I didn't expect you to be so powerful. ”

"Nothing is set in stone. ”

Zhang Shengcheng smiled: "Yes." I just didn't expect you to become so unbelievable. How did you do that?"

Kang Yurong's feet stopped suddenly, his eyes showed some sharpness, looked at him, and said with a calm face: "How did I do it, I have to ask you what you did to me before." Without your 'help', I don't think I would have made you, as you are now, think of me as you are. ”

These words couldn't say a word that choked Zhang Shengcheng. This is simply typical, lifting a stone and shooting yourself in the foot.

Zhang Shengcheng looked at the petite back in front of her and smiled bitterly, she can't forget the past, she will never forget it, right?

Think about it, who can easily forget such a deep injury?

It's just, is it too late to make up for it?

Whether it's too late or too late, he's going to try it.

The door opened, and Qing'er ran out of it: "Mother, why are you late today?"

Kang Yurong hugged Qing'er and said apologetically: "There are a lot of things in school today, so I am late." Qing'er, don't be angry, okay?"

Qing'er said: "Qing'er is a man, how can she get angry easily? Uncle Ke said that only girls are easy to get angry, and Qing'er is not a girl." ”

Here, Qing'er and Kang Yurong were talking about Zhenghuan, and Zhang Shengcheng, who was not far away, looked really greedy and shouted: "Qing'er!"

"Daddy!"

Qing'er immediately threw away Kang Yurong's hand and threw herself at Zhang Shengcheng.

Zhang Shengcheng stretched out his hand, picked up Qing'er, and threw it high, which made Qing'er scream in shock.

The father and son made a fuss for a while, and then Qing'er walked home with one in hand.

Along the way, Qing'er said a lot, look at her father and ask her mother, talk to this and smile with that, the joy of his shaking off alone is enough to label the picture in front of him as "warm".

A family of three, walking forward, no one noticed the extra "tail" halfway.