Ji Wei hesitated to clean up the dishes, thinking about how to persuade her father to let her, who is a daughter, sleep on the floor, but happened to see her father pull the blanket for her mother again. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info her heart warmly, and suddenly remembered a quotation from Cai Kangyong - "In ancient times, we didn't text messages, didn't chat online, didn't cross the ocean, and didn't get stuck in the road. If I miss you, I'll go over two mountains, walk five miles, and take your hand. Just because, in that old love, there was affectionate single-mindedness, an appropriate emotional aftertaste, a spirit of sacrifice and a love for one's neighbor as oneself.

And now? …… Love lacks the utensils and time to cultivate, and dies directly in the air of desire.

Who wouldn't want to find that natural half? Although the DNA of the human species is mutating and deteriorating at a rate of tens of millions of times, finding the perfect half of life has become a more arduous process than the "impossible task", but everyone still has fantasy plots. Even if he pretends to be strong like Ji Wei, he can't get rid of vulgarity.

It's just that I've seen too many human tragedies around me, whether it's real life or virtual networks, whether it's heaven or underground, whether it's a sanctimonious gentleman or an arrogant villain, or a beautiful dinosaur or a handsome guy frog, as long as there are men and women, the drama of snatching love, seeing different thoughts, and repaying grievances with virtue is staged every year. For Ji Wei, who likes to watch coldly, she has seen too much, analyzed too deeply, and tried to stay calm, and finally after thinking about it, she still felt that the road to being a strong woman was easier and simpler, and it was suitable for her strong personality that day. In her heart's words, it is: men let women grow, life makes women strong, society makes women independent, and finally runs to the women's society.

Even if Ji Wei encouraged Guan Yunyun to be optimistic about love last night, it was just a statement to the outside world. Towards herself, she did not show as open-minded and calm as she did on the outside. This is also understandable, usually, people will put on different faces when dealing with friends, family and themselves, which also belongs to the category of social psychology.

After packing up the dishes and returning to the living room, Ji Wei saw that her father had already laid the futon on the floor and was ready to sleep. She knew that she couldn't beat him, because the trait of stubbornness itself has a strong family inheritance, which Ji Wei empathizes. So, she crept back to her room, closed the door, and lay down in bed, thinking that one day she must earn enough money to make her parents happier—on the basis of their perfect love.

She felt pessimistically that this was the only thing she could do as a daughter.

In order to meet Alexander's invitation to cook dinner, Ji Wei was unable to accompany her parents to visit Hangzhou this weekend, thus fulfilling the wish of the two elderly people to spend a romantic weekend by the West Lake.

At three o'clock in the afternoon on Saturday, Ji Wei rushed to Alexander's house with a large bag of ingredients. He lives in an upscale three-bedroom apartment near Zhongshan Park and has an open kitchen – a well-equipped and exceptionally clean kitchen. Ji Wei came to the kitchen and saw that the food had been partially washed and placed on the sink and the spare counter, and it seemed that Alexander had already thought about what kind of skills he was going to show to everyone tonight.

When he first came to Alexander's house, he was alone. Ji Wei seemed a little embarrassed to face a man who was still a stranger alone, so after the two of them divided their homework and started to get busy for dinner, there was very little conversation.

After a while, perhaps to ease the atmosphere, Alexander played a piece of music with an Indian flavor and shook it in front of Ji Wei's eyes with a relaxed pace.

At this time, Ji Wei was preparing to cut onions.

"Ji Wei." Alexander spoke.

"What's the matter?" Ji Wei didn't raise her head and put the onion in the center of the cutting board.

"Would you like to be my girlfriend?" This sentence is said in Chinese.

Ji Wei raised the knife in his hand, cut the onion in his hand in half, and choked Alexander's nose.

She looked up and said as calmly as she could, "No, we don't know each other yet, I won't let someone I don't know be my boyfriend." ”

Alexander sighed and replied, "It's okay, I can wait until we get acquainted a little more." What do you want to know about me? Just ask. ”

"I don't know anything about you, so I have to ask a lot of questions, such as family, friends, life...... It's just too much. ”

"I'm single and don't have a family." Alexander said, and then, as if suddenly remembering something, he ran into the room, took out a piece of paper and a pen, and began to draw his family tree. While drawing, he gave Ji Wei a good lesson in his family knowledge.

Looking at the cute and childish approach of the big man in front of him, Ji Wei was a little helpless, just smiling and listening.

By the time Alexander had finished, the onion in her hand had been cut in half.

Soon after, Alexander's colleagues arrived one after another, and almost no one showed surprise and incomprehension when they saw Ji Wei busy in the kitchen, except for Chang Fei.

Chang Fei brought a bottle of wine and bits and pieces of fruit, and after putting down his things, he ran to the kitchen to help Ji Wei. Ji Wei felt that he wanted to ask something several times, but he never asked, which made her feel embarrassed inexplicably, so that she didn't talk much all night.

After the dinner party dispersed, Ji Wei was slightly disappointed that this dinner party eventually turned into a failed business behavior.

Guan Yunyun decided to call Xu Yunfeng on the fourth day of the retreat, but as for what she was going to say, she didn't think about it.

picked up the phone and was about to dial, but the phone in his hand rang first, and the caller ID on the screen showed three words: Luo Qingling.

Picking up the phone, Qingling's voice came in clearly: "Xiaoyun, I haven't been in touch for a long time, are you getting better with a cold?" ”

"Much better, thank you for your concern."

"You're welcome."

"Hmmm......"

"Then you can rest, I won't bother you. If you have any questions, just ask me. The cold is just right, it is easier to recur, you usually don't want to be too tired from work, boil some ginger water to drink when you have time, and if you are afraid of bitterness, you can put some brown sugar. ”

"Okay, I got it...... Thank you. ”

"Then you take care of yourself, I'll hang up."

"Okay...... Bye. ”

Hanging up the phone, Guan Yunyun sat silently on the edge of the bed, thinking of nothing.

In the end, she decided not to call Xu Yunfeng for the time being.