The next morning, at the school gate.

When Kang Yurong saw the person on the other side clearly, his eyes lit up, he trotted over, and shouted in surprise: "Brother Song, why are you?"

Song Zhaopei put his hands in his pockets, stood under the tree, looked at Kang Yurong who was smiling like a flower, and asked deliberately with a smile: "What's the matter, I'm not welcome to come?"

Kang Yurong glared at the other party pretending to be and said, "What's the matter, it's too late for me to be happy." ”

Song Zhaopei grinned, showed a mouthful of white teeth, and asked, "Do you have time?" I haven't seen you for a few years, how about catching up with my eldest brother?"

Kang Yurong said with a smile: "It's rare for the eldest brother to come over, even if you don't have time, you have to squeeze out time to accompany the eldest brother to chat." ”

Song Zhaopei smiled heartily, his words were hearty that couldn't be concealed, he said: "Okay, good, worthy of being a good sister of my brother, my brother is comfortable to listen to." ”

Kang Yurong followed him: "It's good to be comfortable." After a pause, he continued, "Then you wait for me for a while, and I'll go back to school and talk about it." ”

Song Zhaopei waved his hand at her, realizing that she should go.

Ten minutes, Kang Yurong went and returned.

She looked at her friend who she hadn't seen for a long time, and proposed: "Brother Song, this is not far from where I live, let's go home? ”

Song Zhaopei said apologetically: "I took the train at half past eleven, and I won't go home this time." ”

"Ah, you're leaving so soon, why don't you stay one more day?"

"This time I came because of work, and I had to go back to work after work, so the time was a bit tight. Next time, next time you make a table full of Han for your brother, and entertain your brother well. ”

Since it was a matter of work, Kang Yurong couldn't force him to stay even if he had regrets, so he had to say sullenly: "Then let's talk about it, don't come and go in a hurry next time like this time." ”

Song Zhaopei smiled and said, "No, no, my brother will give you a guarantee." ”

Kang Yurong also smiled and said, "In this case, there is a teahouse on the street in front, shall we go there and sit?"

"Okay. Song Zhaopei nodded in response.

The two walked side by side, gossiping.

Kang Yurong said: "When you come to Beijing again, don't be a bare-bones commander again. Bring your children with you, so that I, who is an aunt, can see their true faces." It's best to bring your sister-in-law with you, after all, we are all women, and women and women have more to talk about. ”

Song Zhaopei answered: "If that's the case, you might as well go back to Shaoxing with me." Then you will be able to recognize all the people in my family.

You don't know, as soon as I heard that I recognized a sister who is like a flower. That guy, those two ancestors of my family are more excited than me, so I have to bring you back for them to see. When I said this, they were still unhappy, and they drooped their faces, and they complained about me almost no longer being human. That's not all, and let me swear that if I have the chance, I will bring you back for them to meet, so that they can live the addiction of having a girl. Otherwise, I will not be allowed to enter the house. You say, is there such a father and mother? I'm their own child, okay?"

Hearing this, Kang Yurong couldn't help but laugh and asked, "Really?"

"Tsk. Song Zhaopei glanced at her: "When did my brother lie to you?"

Kang Yurong pursed his lips, nodded, and said undeniably: "This is also true." ”

The two talked and laughed and entered the teahouse.

Kang Yurong and Song Zhaopei didn't get along for a long time, but she was very casual in front of Song Zhaopei, she barely had the slightest burden in speaking and doing things, she could say whatever she wanted, laugh as she wanted, and laugh as much as she wanted, even if it didn't matter.

This kind of freewheeling mood is rare even in front of the closest second brother.

Reckless and unscrupulous, it should be a performance in front of relatives.

But what about her home, what about her relatives, shackled her behavior, imprisoned her thoughts, made her think backwards and forwards with every step she took, without saying a word, and made her breathing seem urgent and depressed.

Sometimes when she thinks about it, she feels quite pathetic.

This teahouse has two floors, and the environment is elegant and clean.

They went up to the second floor, sat down in a window seat, asked for two plates of dried fruits, and ordered a pot of pu'er.

Coincidentally, there was no guest upstairs except them, and it was quiet, but it was a good place to talk.

Because of the time relationship, Song Zhaopei didn't even make a long story short, and went straight to the point: "Yu Rong, you are not a fool, you should know what kind of thoughts Mu Lan has about you." And what about you?"

The smile on Kang Yurong's face froze for a moment, a little surprised, he didn't expect Song Zhaopei to say this.

After a while, she took a sip of tea unhurriedly and said slowly, "I know." But I also know that I don't deserve it. I also openly and secretly refused, but he didn't listen. She didn't insist anymore, maybe she didn't want to.

Song Zhaopei smiled disappreciatively and said, "That's right, in the past, marriage was about being a good person. However, this is no longer the case. Now is the new world, the new ideas, and marriage advocates freedom and autonomy. What is freedom? What is autonomy? It is nothing more than that the two of them do not talk about their family background, their family, or everything, as long as there are two people, Wang Ba can look at mung beans and look at each other.

Yu Rong, you are a person who has stayed abroad, and I think things should be more open.

Besides, what counts as a match and what doesn't? A few pennies of a foreign fire can light a cigar worth several hundred yuan; a rare Manchu and Han banquet in the world is still inseparable from a few cents a pound of salty salt.

Don't talk about others, just talk about me and your sister-in-law. I read a lot of books, studied both Chinese and Western, and stayed abroad for several years. But as for your sister-in-law, she can't read a lot of big characters, and she doesn't even know that it's a 'one', isn't she even more unworthy to me?

Kang Yurong shook his head and whispered, "These are not the point. I'm divorced. ”

"It's not that Mu Lan didn't know that you were divorced, knowing that you were divorced, he still chased after your ass vigorously. This shows that he doesn't care about anything else but you. ”

Kang Yurong held the cup in both hands and was silent.

Song Zhaopei stared at the other party's face, and asked again: "Yu Rong, you honestly told your brother, are you really not interested in Mu Lan at all?

Didn't you?

Kang Yurong's hand holding the cup couldn't help but tighten.

How so?

He dispelled her depression and gave her care and support. She is no longer sad, she is no longer cocooned, and she is not at a loss in the crowd.

He brought her into a colorful world, and slowly drove away the bitterness and self-shame in her heart.

He is the one who warms her whole life, how can he not have status?

Song Zhaopei said again: "Just look at your face. Since you have a little bit of meaning to him, then why do you have to stretch it out? You can't be much happier if you make him miserable. ”

Kang Yurong opened her mouth to refute, but Song Zhaopei interrupted her and continued: "Yurong, you just take the old traditions and old concepts left by your ancestors too seriously, so you can't jump out of those old feudal rules and regulations. In this way, it hurts you, and it also hurts Mu Lan.

Do you know? Because he has not received the slightest response from you over the years, so that as soon as he sees your son, he firmly believes that you still miss Zhang Shengcheng. ”

Kang Yurong let out a low voice: "How come?"

"Why not?" Song Zhaopei repeated the conversation with Zhang Shengcheng yesterday as it was.

Kang Yurong couldn't help but sneer and said, "How could he have such a stupid method?"

"He has such thoughts, and it is entirely your fault, because you have not responded to him, you have not given him a reassurance. Therefore, as long as there is the slightest strangeness around you, he will be cranky and restless. ”

Kang Yurong was stunned for a moment, and said disapprehantly: "A big man, what do you need to eat?" ”

Song Zhaopei smiled and said: "Why don't you need it? He wants to get your approval, did you agree? Don't you agree to give him a clear reason? Because you want to stay in England, he takes great pains to find a house; because you are bullied, he runs around and gathers people to seek justice for you; in order to make you straighten your back and not feel inferior, he does not help you tutor English day and night." These things may not seem great, but they are really done for you. But have you ever done anything for him that would make him feel good?"

Kang Yurong pursed his lips tightly, and suddenly felt a little out of breath. He really can't say enough about her kindness, and in turn, she seems to him to be less than a thousandth of what he does to her.

Song Zhaopei continued: "I don't say this to ask you to really do anything for him. All you need to do is respond to him a little bit, and that's enough to make him grateful.

The feelings are mutual, and while he gives, he also needs your response. If you really care about him, give him a reassurance, so that he can see a little hope on the road of chasing you and chasing you. ”

In the end, Song Zhaopei said: "Yu Rong, Mu Lan, a wilted nerd, can fearlessly muster up the courage to pursue you, why do you use a rotten rope to tie yourself to death? ”

Song Zhaopei left, and Kang Yurong also returned to school.

It's just that Song Zhaopei's words disturbed her whole body and mind, making her thoughts trance, and she couldn't lift her spirits by doing anything.

The only thing that was fortunate was that there was no English class this afternoon, so she simply threw her head away, didn't do anything, sat in the office, and started to stupefie.

She leaned back in her chair, thinking back to the bits and pieces she had known Ke Mulan. Every picture is Ke Mulan's dedication to her, and every effort is so sincere and heartwarming.

But what did she do for Ke Mulan?

Withdraw, refuse;

So, he had no faith or conviction anymore.

So, shouldn't she have changed?