92 Chapter 92
"......" Zhou Jiyou was shocked.
She wasn't sure what he was thinking or knowing, so she simply shut up.
She turned a deaf ear, Shen Feibai didn't take her seriously, but her silence had verified his conjecture, and he already knew it in his heart.
He changed the subject with a simple sentence and said lightly and happily: "I remember that there seems to be a bottle of red wine at home that has not been opened, and we will celebrate when we get home?" β
In less than a minute, Rao is Zhou Jiyou was quick and intelligent, and he was a little caught off guard.
She turned her head in slow motion, meeting the clear gaze he threw at the traffic jam, and her mind was spinning.
On the day of receiving the certificate, there is no need to ask what to celebrate, and without a trace of hesitation, she replied briskly: "Okay." β
It was past ten o'clock when I got home.
Zhou Jiyou came out of the shower, and Shen Feibai had already opened the wine with the bottle opener and filled two goblets.
She sat in the heated living room with her hair wet, her legs folded leisurely, the hem of her nightgown slid down to her knees, revealing two slender, white calves.
Raising her glass and shaking it gently, the bright red liquid was fragrant, and she stared, staring at the corner of her lips with a beautiful smile.
Her eyes were slightly biased, her damp hair, bewitching eyes, and charming smile fell on Shen Fei's white eyes, like a painting under a magnifying glass.
The person in the painting lightly opened his lips and gestured: "Don't touch a glass?" β
Shen Fei's white lips lifted and knocked against the wall of her cup.
The sound is short and crisp, like a prompt in the operation of a machine, or a welcome when you walk into the glass door of a convenience store.
In the morning, it felt like a dream, and now the dream is back to reality, and the years are like a song.
Take a sip of each, and their lips are stained with a layer of moist water.
Shen Feibai: "Xiaoyou." β
Zhou Jiyou said nonchalantly: "Huh? The voice is also like moistened wine, drunk and lazy.
Shen Feibai looked at her and said nothing.
She took a sip of red wine into her mouth, her cheeks bulging slightly, and turned her head to look at him, with a hint of inquiry in her eyes.
"Wife." His eyes are opposite, his eyes are infinitely gentle, and his pupils are black and bright, like the deep night sky outside the balcony glass.
Zhou Jiyou took the sip of wine and swallowed it at an extremely slow speed, his gaze slightly stagnant.
"You...... You shout again. She instinctively asked, not shy or timid, and looked straight at him.
Shen Feibai put down the wine glass, stretched out his long hand, pressed on the back of the sofa behind her, leaned forward, and lightly pushed her into the sphere of influence.
Lips and lips were almost closed, and as soon as he spoke, the heat was filled with a faint aroma of wine, almost smoking her heart.
"Little You......"
The quiet eyes are bottomless, covered with a layer of bright moonlight.
The voice is low: "Wife......"
Xiaoyou, wife.
Zhou Jiyou was still holding a goblet in her hand, and he gently pasted it, she couldn't move it, she wanted to put the cup on the coffee table.
Her lips moved forward slightly, and she kissed him easily.
The four lips are next to each other, soft lips, soft hearts.
Her eyes flickered, and her voice was soft: "I know what you want to hear......" She smiled mischievously, staring closely into his dark eyes.
Shen Feibai's hand moved to her loose wet hair, it was cold between the tentacles, but her heart was extremely hot.
"But I just don't shout." She chuckled lowly, her head back, parting from his lips.
Shen Feibai gently rubbed the back of her head twice, and then opened her mouth, her voice was slightly hoarse: "It's up to you, Shen Feibai or the little white pigeon, you can shout whatever you want." β
After saying that, his lips came up and kissed her tightly.
Zhou Jiyou's hand shook with the cup, and the idle hand pushed him and sucked. A voice of dissatisfaction overflowed between sucking and swallowing: "You take the wine glass from my hand." β
He didn't even lift his head, still kissing her, and the hand around her waist reached out to reach the glass with unmistakable accuracy.
Zhou Jiyou let go and handed it over to him.
The four lips separated, and he left slightly, cup to mouth, and drank it all.
Zhou Jiyou leaned his back against the sofa and watched him put the empty cup on the coffee table, and then the person also stood up and bowed down. leaned, wrapped his hands around, and picked her up horizontally.
As he walked into the room, she put her arms around his neck, her forehead pressed against the side of his neck, and closed her eyes relaxedly.
"What are you holding me for?" She chuckled softly.
His voice was serious: "Dry your hair and go to bed early." β
Zhou Jiyou didn't hold back, and let out another low laugh; The eyelids were lifted, the chin was raised, and he came to his ear and spit out three words: "Suffocation." β
Who is suffocating?
Shen Feibai didn't argue with her, his ears were slightly itchy, and he lowered his head in her naked. A bite on her exposed collarbone caused her chest to shake rapidly.
Zhou Jiyou reminded him: "Pay attention, you are a rat, not a dog. β
A string in her mind was gently plucked, and she sighed with a smile, "I don't remember which book says that a man who belongs to the rat loves his family and has delicate emotions, and a little favor from Mrs. Tiger can make him feel satisfied and happy." β
She was placed by him in front of the bedroom dressing mirror, he was about to straighten up, she hooked his neck to prevent him from moving, and her bright and moving eyes were close at hand.
"Is that so, huh?"
She sat upright.
He stood, up and down.
He looked directly at her: "What does the book say about Mrs. Tiger?" β
She wrapped her hands around the back of his neck, and he caressed her smiling face.
Zhou Jiyou recalled: "Mrs. Tiger is full of confidence, a little domineering, strong feelings, and has a strong desire to control and possessive. β
With each word she uttered, the smile on his lips deepened.
"Do you think it's accurate to describe you?"
She was a little dissatisfied: "I'm asking you how you are, I've already answered a question from you." β
Shen Feibai: "Well, answer one more." β
"......" she pursed her lips, whether she wanted to smile or not, if she wanted to get angry but couldn't make it, her face was tense.
Just as he didn't answer her, she didn't answer either.
She looked at him in silence, from thick dark eyebrows to rosy lips, even if she was precocious, she had never imagined the other half in her heart.
When I fell in love with Shen Ke, I was thrilled and felt that they would probably go all the way.
When I fell in love with him, I fell in love with him for a long time, thinking that they might not be all the way.
"Shen Feibai." Her eyes were soft and warm.
Shen Feibai always looked back.
"I remember that the book also said that there are differences in the personalities of Mr. Rat and Mrs. Tiger, and they should understand each other more when they get along, and Mr. Rat will be less critical, and Mrs. Tiger will care more about him, and the two of them can create a better love life."
"I don't remember when I saw it, but I was thinking, all this time, you don't seem to have found fault with me."
As if emotional, and as if grateful, she smiled slightly, her expression soft and serene.
What she was trying to express, Shen Feibai could deeply comprehend without studying and judging.
His tone didn't sound very agreeing: "We can create a good love life, and at the end of the day, it means that we are suitable for each other." β
After a pause, he looked at her with bright eyes and asked, "Do you believe in constellations, zodiac signs, etc.?" β
Zhou Jiyou shook his head, because he was holding her face in his hand, and as soon as she moved, the calluses in his palm rubbed against her skin.
"Of course not." She said.
Shen Fei's white eyebrows raised lightly: "People will win the day, and the most important thing is how we run it." β
Zhou Jiyou was silent, and he was also a little distracted.
She felt that he might recall the past years as much as she didβthat they had worked hard to manage the relationship, stubborn, forbearing, and unwilling to bow their heads.
She put some force on the back of his neck, forcing him to bend his neck deeper, lifting her hips slightly to touch his lips.
kissed and quickly sat back, she couldn't take her eyes off it: "The biggest hero is still you." β
Shen Feibai didn't answer immediately.
"If you hadn't been able to stick with it in the first place, we wouldn't have had a chance to find each other a good fit."
It's always hard to get started. She came from the bottom of her heart.
Shen Feibai smiled very lightly: "You gave the opportunity." β
"So what." Zhou Jiyou's tone was casual.
Not really. She didn't say anything, but Shen Feibai's quiet eyes precipitated a few imperceptible emotions in an instant.
"Little You......"
"Huh?"
He looked at her deeply: "I know how good you are."
Zhou Jiyou's heart was hot, and he suddenly became dumbfounded.
How is she? She never knew how good she was, she only knew that he was really good, good enough to be able to go all the way with him, and she was 110,000 grateful.
Shen Feibai plugged in the hair dryer switch and dried her hair.
In the past, she was afraid of being in the way, and she would tie it up when she went out or at home, but now she usually wears long hair when she is usually loose except for a simple ponytail when she is working.
After going through so much, she is no longer afraid of trouble. At work, face difficulties; Emotionally, he also moves forward bravely.
met Zhang Qi at Zhou Qiyang and Jing Qiao's home, she was such an indifferent and fearless state.
On the contrary, it was Zhang Qi, when she saw her when she entered the house, her expression was a little unnatural.
They are of the same age, maybe their careers and lives have not been smooth in recent years, or they may have financial limitations, they can only see the ability and maturity on her face, the young vitality of the past no longer exists, she is a little haggard, and she is also a little old.
Jing Qiao deliberately called Zhou Jiyou.
Zhang Qi was stubborn and didn't listen to persuasion, and Jing Qiao felt that she needed to be stimulated. Before Zhang Qi arrived, she begged Zhou Jiyou in every possible way to show more affection in front of her, so that she would be completely dead to Shen Feibai.
Zhou Jiyou didn't agree, nor did she refuse, she had been tricked, and she couldn't help, but she had another solution. Showing her and Shen Feibai's private life in front of an outsider is not her style.
Subconsciously, Zhou Jiyou will not deliberately think about her age, but time does not wait for others, she has reached an embarrassing age, and it will be her thirtieth birthday in a few days.
Shen Xinyu said that the older leftover girl was worried about getting married, she didn't realize it herself, when she saw Zhang Qi, she listened to Jing Qiao's photos and looked at Zhang Luo's blind date for her, and suddenly she had a feeling.
She actually didn't have to say anything, she just sat quietly on the side, and Jing Qiao introduced Zhang Qi to the object in front of her, which was a kind of psychological torture for Zhang Qi.
She looked at Zhang Qi's cheeks flushed slightly, and watched her hands on her knees loosen and tighten, tighten and loosen, interrupted Jing Qiao at the right time, and interjected: "Qiaoqiao, aren't you still boiling soup in the kitchen, why don't you go in and take a look?" β
Jing Qiao's mouth was fast, and he almost said, "How can I boil soup", suddenly caught a glimpse of Zhou Jiyou's eyes, stopped talking, and said, "Ah": "Yes, yes, I forgot." Kiki, you can see for yourself first, I'll go to the kitchen to take a look, don't make the soup. β
Zhang Qi didn't reply, and sat stiffly.
As soon as the only sound source is gone, the world is quiet, and the pin drop can be heard.
Jing Qiao thought that Zhou Jiyou had something to talk to Zhang Qi alone, but in fact, she didn't have anything to say at all, just seeing that Zhang Qi might not be able to hold on, she took Jing Qiao away and let her ease a little.
In order to take care of her emotions, Zhou Jiyou didn't look at her, reached out and took the leaflet of a * body room on the coffee table, and looked at the advertisement on it.
At a glance, she knew that it was something that Jing Qiao was pondering, and she also marked it and circled the items she was interested in.
Zhou Jiyou curled his lips and smiled in his heart.
"I know you're married." Zhang Qi suddenly spoke.
Zhou Jiyou raised his head and met her slightly sad face.
She smiled bitterly: "When I told you that I was going to chase him, you just took it as a joke, don't mind." β
The leaflet was rolled into a paper tube in Zhou Jiyou's hand, and she said sincerely: "You're not a joke, and I won't mind." She smiled and teased, "You can take a fancy to him, doesn't it just reflect my good eyesight." β
Zhang Qi was stunned.
Zhou Jiyou's appearance has not changed compared to the past, she is still a beautiful woman, and the pestle is a luminous body everywhere. But she used to be cold and didn't talk much, which made people think she was a little arrogant.
Now she smiled, the dusty memories came to her face, Zhang Qi remembered some pictures of the first acquaintance, her throat was dry, and her face was white.
"You're very good, it's me who deceives myself and thinks you're not worthy of him."
Zhou Jiyou's smile remained unchanged.
Zhang Qi said: "On the day my sister got married, you and the best man looked ambiguous, and my brain was hot, so I said those words to you. β
Is she ambiguous with Mu He? Zhou Jiyou shook his head in his heart.
Mu He is completely a brother who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and in her third year in New York, he returned to China to develop, but unfortunately, she could not come back to attend his wedding a year ago.
Zhang Qiwu was silent, paused, picked up the water cup on the table and poured it violently.
"Actually, I've been dead to him for a long time." She held the cup that had already cooled down, her eyes were stiff, staring at nothingness, "He didn't give me a chance at all, and when he noticed it, he clearly rejected me, but I was unwilling at that time, thinking, men are afraid of infatuation and women are afraid of entanglement, and I work with him again, and the building near the water will get the moon first." β
"Oh yes, you probably don't know." She smiled humbly, "The colleagues and leaders in the station all openly and secretly introduced the marriageable girl in the family to know him. I have a lot of news in Taiwan, and it is said that he has rejected everything. β
"When he met people, he said that he had a girlfriend, and people asked, why have you never seen your girlfriend?"
No one believed it, and I didn't know how he persuaded Mr. Jiang and Mr. Lei, to let the two of them testify. No one in the station knew that they had a great relationship, but no one believed it. β
Zhou Jiyou's heart trembled.
"But later, everyone still believed it, and they believed it." Zhang Qi raised her eyes lightly, looking at her a little strangely, "Guess why?" β
She responded flatly: "Why? β
Zhang Qi still looked at her with that half-misty look: "The internal annual meeting of the News and Commentary Department has always been lively, everyone had a good time that day, and they have been hard and depressed for a year, and the tone of the annual meeting is release and ridicule." β
"Attendees are required to take a simple oath before entering the party, which is to ensure that all the rules of the game will be strictly adhered to that night. Including leaders, they may be brought out and made fun. β
"He just sat on the news anchor station, and he was teased alone last year. Everyone coaxed him to perform on stage, and those who had a good relationship said that he sang well and asked him to sing a song. β
Speaking of this, Zhang Qi paused.
Zhou Jiyou's heart suddenly beat like a drum. I can't tell why, it's pure intuition, a kind of plopping intuition.
"He sang a song in Cantonese." Zhang Qi asked her to guess again.
Zhou Jiyou is not particularly sure, but she still said: "Jacky Cheung's song? β
Zhang Qi's eyes widened for a moment, and he let out a sigh: "How do you know." β
Zhou Jiyou felt warm in his heart: "Meng." β
Zhang Qi may not believe it, or maybe she believes it, she said: "You will see which one it is." β
"I just want to go with you for the rest of my life?"
Zhang Qi smiled, and seemed to be happy to see her make a mistake, so that she could get some psychological comfort.
Another Cantonese song sung by Shen Feibai by Jacky Cheung, the same seven words, just looking at the title of the song is like a simple and simple love poem.
Zhang Qi said: "He has content in his eyes, he has been well hidden over the years, broadcasting news and doing programs, what we see is just an announcer with excellent professional quality, and we can no longer see his moving side, but when he sang this song that day, he really sang emotionally, and listened to several female colleagues." Of course, that includes me. β
"Later, when he came down, I seemed to see that his eyes were a little red." Zhang Qi said sincerely, "I'm really jealous of you, there is such a good man who is willing to wait for you in the same place for so many years." β
Zhou Jiyou lowered his eyes to look at his palm, slender hand, clear lines, the emotional line extended from the palm of the little finger all the way to the gap between the index finger and the middle finger.
When she was young, her classmates taught her to read palmistry, and she didn't believe in the so-called emotional line at that time, and now she doesn't believe it either, but she looked at the diagonal line above her palm, and her heart was very stable.
Jing Qiao craned his neck at the kitchen door and looked into the living room. Zhang Qi turned his back to her and couldn't see it.
Zhou Jiyou didn't say a word, and Zhang Qi suddenly stopped speaking.
She poured saliva into her mouth again, swallowed it with a crunch, and after a while, spoke again: "My family thinks that I don't want to go on a blind date because of him, but it's not at all." To put it bluntly, isn't blind date just a conditional exchange, take my conditions to do a connection game with another person's conditions, the more lines are connected, the more suitable the conditions, and if they are suitable, they can try together. β
She sneered, "They are afraid that I will become an old leftover girl, frankly speaking, I am also afraid, but I don't want to do this, I know very well what kind of person I like, I will only go to my standards to find it, and I will not first dry out my conditions and let others pick and choose." β
Jing Qiao leaned on the door frame, his lips pursed.
The house is a duplex apartment, and the kitchen is very close to the living room, Zhang Qi deliberately said it to Jing Qiao, and Jing Qiao knew it.
Before going home, Zhou Jiyou first went to the new house to check the progress of the renovation, and then found the IKEA store location on the map and took a taxi to find it.
I fell in love with a few pieces of furniture, asked about the price, compared the quality, received a business card from the shopping guide, and it was late to go home.
Sitting on a bench in a subway station waiting for the subway, she plugged in her headphones and turned on the music player in the crowded underground space to search for the song.
The singer's voice is very distinctive, with deep bass, steady treble, a very natural transition between high and low, and he has a metallic texture when using resonance.
Zhou Jiyou closed her eyes slightly, imagining that the person who was singing in her ear was Shen Feibai.
It seems that she has never heard him sing, but the miraculous thing is that it does not affect her in the slightest to construct a complete picture in her mind.
And this picture gradually overlaps with him on the CCTV tower that night.
He is sluggish, he is sad, and he is persistent......
Zhou Jiyou's eyes were hot.
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Shen Ke is a busy person, you need to make an appointment in advance to meet him, and you may not be able to see him when you make an appointment, he may not be in Beijing, or even in China.
On the way home by subway, Shen Feibai finally saw Shen Ke at his home in Beijing after several days of waiting.
Over the years, they have been in touch occasionally.
No one knew that Shen Ke was able to act in time before Shen Guoan cleared the shares of the group he held, and it was Shen Feibai who secretly gave help.
He is Shen Guoan's only bloodline, and the group should have been inherited by him. Shen Feibai saw this clearly, he wanted to get rid of the shackles of the Shen family, and the best way to prevent future troubles was to empty Shen Guoan's power in one fell swoop.
When Shen Ke carried out the action, Shen Feibai lived in Shen's house, always paying attention to Shen Guoan's emotional changes in case his body suddenly became ill.
The plan went well, and they all got their wish.
Shen Ke watched the show, and once said coldly: "It's good that he has the grace of nurturing you, you eat so much inside and out, can you get by with your conscience?" β
He was speechless, and the question was unsolved. Maybe he can get by, maybe he can't get by, he has no other choice, his sincere heart, since Zhou Jiyou left, has been cold and hard.
"Whatever you want, I've got everything here." Shen Ke has collected a lot of good wine, and the bottles and cans on the entire row of wine shelves are dazzling.
Shen Feibai sat down on the bar stool, put his two arms on the bar, tapped the table with his right index finger, and his face was light: "I drive, I don't drink." β
Shen Ke picked out a bottle of 05-year-old Lumi Musini Premium Garden Dry Red, took two wine glasses, and said with a posture of "don't be disappointed", and said, "I'll let the driver send you." β
Shen Feibai was unmoved: "I promised Xiaoyou not to drink outside." β
Shen Ke's chin was raised, his eyelids were raised, and his face condensed a little: "You gave me this set last time in Houhai, why, didn't you enjoy it?" β
The atmosphere was solemn.
Shen Feibai was still faint: "It's okay." β
Shen Ke: "......"
He ignored him, poured himself a drink, and worked to the end. The Adam's apple rolled, and he had a choked breath in his chest, and there was nowhere to vent.
"I lost to Xiaoyou, not to you." His eyes were extremely cold.
Shen Feibai tapped lightly on the table.
The wind was blowing outside, but inside it was unaffected, and no wind could be heard, only the retro clock on the wall swaying back and forth.
He got straight to the point: "I came to ask you what happened to Xiaoyou in the two days when Xinyu was admitted to the hospital during the Spring Festival of 10 years. β
Shen Ke pinched the wine glass, his knuckles loosened, his emotions froze for a moment, and he was slightly surprised: "No one has told you all these years?" β
He didn't reply, his calm eyes saying it all.
Shen Ke snorted: "I knew that I should have intervened in the middle back then." β
"It's useless." Shen Feibai stated the facts in a completely affirmative tone, "I won't believe it." β
Shen Ke raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at him, lowered his head and poured another glass. He looked at the liquid in the cup, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Believe it or not, I really kissed it." β
There was a passive element in his words, and Shen Feibai understood that Zhou Jiyou was forced. In fact, he does not need to make this explicit, but since he is willing to be honest, it proves that he has the heart to explain.
His fists clenched slowly, and Shen Feibai waited patiently.
He had a hunch that Zhou Jiyou might have suffered more than one grievance, and there might be more than one person who wronged her.
***
The single looped for nearly three hours, and the phone was still playing when it was charged.
Zhou Jiyou can't understand Cantonese, and after reading the lyrics countless times, every word falls into her ears, but it has become a familiar tone.
When she returned, she got up early, sat at the head of the bed, and the song echoed in the bedroom, and she felt her heart flutter too.
The sound of doors opening and closing, and a series of footsteps that are not light or heavy.
The song was still playing, and her eyes were cast to the door.
Shen Feibai appeared at the door, his dark eyes were quiet: "I slept so early." β
"No, listen to the song." Her eyes were straight and full of meaning.
Shen Feibai listened to the song, his pupils inadvertently narrowed, stepped forward, and walked to the wardrobe to get a change of clothes.
Zhou Jiyou looked at his back and said idly: "Will you play this song?" β
She was referring to blowing leaves.
Shen Feibai folded a few neatly folded clothes on his little arm and looked back at her: "Yes, do you want to hear it?" β
Zhou Jiyou bent his lips and smiled: "I don't want to listen to the blowing, I want to listen to the singing." β
Shen Feibai didn't respond, his eyes deepened again.
He looked at her, and she looked at him, and the air flowed silently between the two like a winding river.
Her touch, his heartache, all melted into this invisible river.
Throughout the room, affection spreads.
"I'll sing to you when I'm done with a shower." He said.
Zhou Jiyou replied briskly: "Okay, I'll wait for you." β
He stepped away, in the bathroom, under the shower, letting the hot water pour him.
He dried his hair before he came back, his hot eyes were moist and black, and he lifted the quilt. bed, sit beside her.
Zhou Jiyou turned off the player, tilted his head, and didn't urge, just looked at him silently.
Shen Feibai held her hand in his hand, black and white contrasted, heart-to-heart.
He smiled, a very faint smile, and if you didn't look closely, you couldn't catch it.
Zhou Jiyou vaguely saw something different from his smile, so he asked, "What do you think?" β
He didn't answer, his deep eyes stared at her: "Why did you suddenly like this song?" β
"Suddenly?" Zhou Jiyou smiled, "I remember that you liked Jacky Cheung's songs, so I clicked on it and listened to it." Hearing this, somehow, it seems to have been poked. β
He raised an eyebrow.
Zhou Jiyou said: "Sing it to me, I want to hear you sing." β
She pulled her hand out, took his arm, and rested her head lightly on his shoulder.
In the quiet room, Shen Feibai slowly closed his eyes, that song, that time of waiting alone, was full of his unspeakable thoughts.
On a quiet winter night, in the depths of the community, in the bedroom with closed doors and windows, everything seems ethereal and affectionate.
Even if you leave
My passion remains the same
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But I don't know how to talk about the future
But I wait for your return
In this cold winter of discouragement
Meet you warmly
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He speaks in a slightly low voice, but sings in the middle voice. He has no technical singing skills, but it is undeniable that it is very good, and she can fully understand the word "emotional" that Zhang Qi said.
She leaned over his shoulder and looked up at him, his eyes were closed, his expression was flat, and even his face was a little flat, but his voice was affectionate, causing her to lose all her strength uncontrollably.
She reached out and hugged him, limping into his arms.
He lowered his head and buried himself in his hot shirt, his eyes slightly hot.
He only sang the chorus once, and she poked him in the chest and whispered, "Go on, I know it's not done." β
He didn't.
There was a shadow looming down the floor, she wasn't sure, but she raised her head slightly and opened her eyes.
This time he opened his eyes, and met the pair of deep eyes that he lowered his neck and approached.
The whites of the eyes are bloodshot and a little red.
She knew she herself would be no better.
She snorted amusedly, put her hands up, put her arms around his neck, and couldn't help laughing: "Why are we so stupid." β
Stupidly pay for each other, stupidly insist on waiting, stupidly ...... Emotional tears.
He didn't speak, but pressed down a little bit, and her body slid down so that she could lie flat.
He leaned sideways against her, kissing her, his left hand combing her sideburns and rolling the locks back in the face.
The temperature of the quilt gradually rises, and the clothes are all faded and red. Naked hugging.
No one mentions those unknown pasts, but buries each other deep in their hearts and remembers them.
The moment he entered, she hugged him firmly, her moist and misty eyes locked on him, and even her body and heart trembled.
"Xiao You......" he called her name in a low voice.
She opened her mouth slightly, her chin raised at an angle in the fierce waves.
Hearing him call her, the corners of her mouth on both sides of her mouth turned up at the same time, and the tails of her eyes were slightly raised, which was gorgeous and boundless.
Shen Fei's white and dark eyes were soft and hard.
"Wife......" he leaned down and bit her red lips, "I love you." β
Zhou Jiyou let out a muffled laugh from her throat, her hand caressing his sturdy back, her body softening into a puddle of water.
"Me too......" she cried in a low voice, as soft as a mosquito.
Shen Feibai's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
"Husband." She finally called out the name that will accompany her for the rest of her life.
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It's love, it's love, it's fate, it's pain
Today I don't even know it
I still am
And I turned out to be
I still think you're the best
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***
In the blink of an eye, Zhou Jiyou's thirtieth birthday arrived.
It has been said that a quality woman is not afraid of age. Zhou Jiyou really has no feelings, but when he enters the 30th mark, he is more or less in a delicate mood.
It happened to be Tuesday, she was at home on vacation, and Shen Feibai went to work.
My stomach hurts like I'm falling, count the days, and based on past experience, it's time to be seven days late for my period.
But when I came down in the morning, it was just labor pain, and after going to the bathroom twice, there was no big problem.
She thought that she might be stunned, and for a moment there was some kind of expectation.
She looked at the book for a while and couldn't read it, so she took her purse and keys, changed her shoes and went out to the pharmacy.
When she returned, she locked herself in the bathroom and took a pregnancy test.
A minute later, two fuchsia lines emerged.
Her heart was beating faintly, but she was not very sure, after all, there were other possible reasons for the increase in HCG concentration in her body.
She couldn't wait, so she went out again and took a taxi to a nearby hospital while it was still early.
Registration, ultrasound, blood test.
She sat in a rest chair in the hospital and waited for the results.
The two made an appointment to go out for dinner in the evening, and when Shen Feibai returned home, he saw her leaning against the bay window, holding a pillow in her arms, and looking out of the window, as if she was distracted.
He sat down at the other end of the bay window, lifted her legs to her knees, and naturally gently pinched her calves and massaged her.
As if it was easy to master, the movements were not stiff at all, and the kneading effect was just right.
Zhou Jiyou turned his head to look at him and smiled: "Little brother, is there a full service?" β
Shen Feibai advanced with both hands, his strength was controlled steadily, the corners of his eyes were tilted, and he glanced at her: "For example? β
"For example, the mainstream techniques of Chinese, Hong Kong, and Thai, and the non-mainstream methods of Korean, Japanese, etc., are all used in turn." She teased.
He grabbed her ankle and pressed a few acupuncture points on the soles of her feet, and she shrank her feet to hide.
He clasped her, didn't let her move, she didn't get used to it, and the other foot pressed on the outside of his thigh, and he snorted a few times in his throat.
"I can't stand the foot reflexology, let alone the full set, just one Thai, you can have it." He didn't stop, smiling at her.
Zhou Jiyou couldn't stand it, his feet kept twisting, but he couldn't move under his shackles.
"Shen Feibai, stop."
"Don't move, I'm measured." The side face is serious and focused.
In fact, it is comfortable, but it is located on the soles of the feet, and the pain is greater.
"I'm pregnant." She put all her strength into the pillow.
It's a simple four words, and it works. He seemed to be pointed, holding her feet, and the whole person froze.
She pulled her feet out and sat with her knees hugged, her pillow on her knees and her chin resting on the pillow.
Shen Feibai looked sideways, his eyes were very quiet: "Really? β
Zhou Jiyou felt funny: "Why am I lying to you." β
He still couldn't seem to fully recover, his facial expression stretched little by little in a very slow, very slow way, and he looked at her with eyes full of heart.
Zhou Jiyou suddenly felt a little hot in his ears, lowered his eyes, and looked at the patterns on the pillow.
"The doctor said it's been three weeks, are you happy?" Her voice was soft, and the smile on her lips was soft.
Shen Feibai sat down next to her a little, lowered his head, and pressed his forehead against her, "What do you say?" β
She curled her lips deeper, "Well, I'm happy too." β
Shen Feibai put his backhand through her leg and touched her abdomen, as if talking to himself: "Here." β
Zhou Jiyou's eyes were full of tenderness, and he put down a hand and pressed it on the back of his hand, "This is the best birthday gift." β
Because she was pregnant, the air quality at the decoration site was poor, and Shen Feibai went to the new house alone to check the progress and communicate with the designer to supplement the details.
Sophie flew back to Beijing before the Spring Festival, and the two houses in New York were disposed of by the students for her, and she took all her wealth with her.
The old house was too small, just one bedroom, Shen Feibai temporarily slept on the sofa in the living room, and Sophie and Zhou Jiyou slept on the big bed in the bedroom.
They discussed that they would live with Sophie in the future. But Sophie, upon learning of their decision, politely declined.
She admired Shen Feibai very much: "Thank you for inviting me to live in your wedding room." Young people love to live alone, to be free and unfettered. You were willing to accept me, unexpectedly. β
Shen Feibai's response was short and powerful: "We are a family, and you are my grandmother." β
Sophie smiled slightly, and her heart was very iron.
Zhou Jiyou said: "Grandma, let's live with us." She glanced at Shen Feibai, "The two of us are not so particular. β
Shen Feibai agreed.
Sophie sat in the drawing-room, looked around, and without arguing with them, she simply said, "Well, I'll live here, and you leave this house to me." β
Zhou Jiyou and Shen Feibai glanced at each other.
Sophie said with satisfaction: "The new house is not far from here, and the house is fully equipped, I think it is good for me to live here." β
This is their reserved plan, and I didn't expect it to coincide.
This year, there is no 30th month, and 29th is Chinese New Year's Eve.
Shen Xinyu celebrated the New Year at her in-law's house, no one knew who Shen Ke was with, Shen Feibai would go back to Shen's house in previous years, but this year, he didn't go back.
The three of them have been busy since early in the morning.
Sophie, who hadn't felt the smell of the New Year in years, was so excited that she assigned tasks to both of them, while she stayed alone in the kitchen to prepare the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.
At five o'clock in the evening, the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was eaten in advance.
Sophie and Shen Feibai drank a little liquor, and Zhou Jiyou drank the drink.
Sophie drank a lot of wine, she hadn't touched Lao Baigan for many years, she drank and drank, smiled and smiled, raised the back of her hand and wiped her eyes.
Seeing the two children looking at her with concern, she smiled and sighed and said, "It's okay, I just remembered your grandfather." He has to have a small cup for every meal, and if he doesn't drink it, it's like killing him. β
Zhou Jiyou bit his cheek. Back in China, back in Beijing, for Sophie, it is full of memories. She once avoided and refused to face it, but after decades, the emotions hidden in her heart are still as strong as iron.
Thinking about it, the empty glass next to his hand was filled again, and the orange liquid slowly rose, and Zhou Jiyou glanced at it and tilted his head.
Shen Fei's white eyes met her, motioning for her to leave Sophie a space to remember alone.
She understood, sorted out her expression, and ate silently.
In the middle of the meal, the phone call came, and it was Shen Feibai.
He got up and went to the living room, and after connecting, Shen Xinyu's slightly worried voice came: "Brother, at noon, my mother called me to ask for your current address, saying that she was sending you something, and I didn't think too much about it and told her that your address has not changed." Just now she texted me again, saying that her grandfather taught her to say that, they have already arrived in Beijing to celebrate the New Year with you......"
As soon as the words were spoken, the doorbell rang.
Zhou Jiyou was stunned for a moment and walked out of the restaurant.
She walked towards the entrance, and when she passed the living room, she was pulled by Shen Feibai.
The doorbell continued, and Zhou Jiyou wondered: "Who will come to our house for the New Year." β
Shen Feibai said, "I'll go." β
He put his phone back to his ear and walked behind the door.
Through the cat's eye, a fat face is magnified, and it is clearly Lao Cai.
Shen Xinyu was still over there "feeding": "Brother, have you listened to me, they are on their way to your house......"
Shen Feibai interrupted her in a low voice: "They have arrived. β
"......" Shen Xinyu suddenly stopped his voice.
Seeing that he didn't open the door for a long time, Zhou Jiyou sensed that something was wrong. She walked up behind him and asked with her mouth, "Who?" β
Shen Feibai held his hand on the doorknob and turned his back to her, "My parents and them." β
At this time, Aunt Lin's voice sounded outside the door: "Could it be that you are looking for the wrong one, it's not this one?" β
If it was just Aunt Lin and his wife, why would he hesitate?
If there is more than Aunt Lin and his wife, why would he hesitate?
The time was too short for her to clear her mind quickly. But her instincts told her that there must be something wrong.
The doorbell was delayed, and Sophie also walked out of the restaurant, stood two meters away from them, and asked in a loud voice; "Why don't you open the door?"
Both looked back at her.
The doorbell stopped screaming, and they must have heard it.
Shen Feibai frowned lightly and pulled down the doorknob.
The heavy security door opens outward, and there are three people outside the door and three people inside the door.
Shen Guoan held a dragon head crutch carved from rosewood, stood majestically behind Aunt Lin and Lao Cai, and snorted angrily.
His old and cloudy eyes plucked out Zhou Jiyou and walked to the front.
Shen Feibai stood like a standing mountain peak blocking the door, and Shen Guoan's cane hit the floor, "Bastard, you still won't let me in?" β
Shen Feibai didn't move, he looked at the old man in front of him who was about to wither, his hair was gray and wrinkled, but his eyes were still fierce.
He stood in front of Zhou Jiyou, his face expressionless: "Grandpa, the New Year should have a New Year's atmosphere, you come to someone else's house, should your temper be restrained." β
Shen Guoan's face immediately became extremely ugly: "Who are you?" You were picked up by me from the mountains! For the sake of a woman, you treat your benefactor like this! β
The words made the hearts of everyone present sink.
Not to mention that Zhou Jiyou and Sophie couldn't get used to hearing it, even Aunt Lin and his wife felt harsh and sharp.
Zhou Jiyou has been honed over the years and has been able to control her temper well, but this situation made her eyes suddenly cold.
"Grandpa." Shen Feibai didn't seem to be emotional, and he still had the tepid look just now, "Are you here for the New Year, or are you here to find fault?" β
Zhou Jiyou was slightly stunned. His attitude towards Shen Guoan was something she had never seen before.
What surprised her the most was that Shen Guoan suddenly became a little weird, his old face was tangled, and finally he scolded awkwardly: "That's how you talked to me?" β
He looks fierce, but he looks like a paper tiger, pretending, and he is empty inside.
Zhou Jiyou looked at him over Shen Feibai's shoulder, a little surprised, and looked at Aunt Lin and his wife as if they were not surprised, and even smiled at her with a helpless expression, she blinked, and suddenly realized something.
Shen Feibai's eyes did not retreat: "Whatever attitude you have, I will have any attitude." β
Shen Guoan was so angry that he clenched his cane, and the tendons on the back of his flabby hands burst out.
Shen Feibai was in front, Zhou Jiyou was behind, and at the end stood Sophie two meters away.
The figure was obscured, leaving Sophie with an invisible space, and she frowned and stepped forward.
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Zhou Jiyou turned around, as soon as she moved, Shen Guoan's field of vision expanded, he saw Sophie, and Sophie also saw him.
The two of them gradually narrowed their eyes, and at the same time shook.
Shen Guoan took the lead in questioning: "It's you." β
Zhou Jiyou didn't know why.
Sophie's eyebrows were cold: "It turns out that Feibai's grandfather is you." β
At this point, everyone understands that they know.
The good Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was interrupted halfway, and he sat down again, three people became six, and the atmosphere was not embarrassing.
The dining table happened to be a rectangular table for six people, and Shen Guoan and Sophie sat at opposite ends of the table.
Zhou Jiyou went to the kitchen to get three more pairs of dishes and chopsticks, and then took new cups from the cupboard.
Shen Guoan had a cold face and looked at Sophie in front of him; Sophie warmly greeted Aunt Lin and his wife to eat and ignored them.
Zhou Jiyou took his seat and cast a glance at Shen Feibai, who shook her hand under the table.
"Feibai, fill my cup." Shen Guoan instructed.
Shen Feibai took his cup and poured it for him, got up by the way, and poured Lao Cai's too.
Shen Guoan pinched the cup and stretched out his hand, facing Sophie, and said, "I didn't expect to see you again at this age, I respect you." β
Sophie her mouth directly, and she was stingy with even a gesture of please.
Shen Guoan's eyes changed a few times, he held the cup for a few seconds, withdrew his hand, raised his neck to take a sip, and stopped.
"Did you find a wife again later?" His eyes were lowered to the rim of the glass, but his eyelids were lifted upwards to look at Sophie.
Sophie furrowed her eyebrows slightly, her eyes wary.
Shen Guoan pinched the rim of the cup, a mean sneer on the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "You deserve it, who let you find a short-lived ghost." β
The atmosphere condenses more deeply. Except for Aunt Lin and his wife, the other three all had cold faces.
Zhou Jiyou couldn't figure out the situation, why they met, what was the relationship, and why Old Man Shen was so disrespectful to his grandmother.
Sophie had drunk a lot before, but when she was old, she couldn't drink as much as before, and at the moment her mind was a little confused, and she was stimulated, and her face immediately fell with frost, changing her usual elegance and indifference, ironically: "I was blind when I found you." β
The answer was near, and Zhou Jiyou was shocked.
Perhaps, she has roughly guessed why Shen Guoan has always disliked her.
Shen Guoan was so angry that Sophie smiled coldly and hit the nail on the head: "A handful of years, apart from relying on the old and selling the old, what else will you do." Quality people don't come to my granddaughter's house to sprinkle. You don't respect juniors, do you expect them to respect you? β
The other four were silent.
Sophie asked slowly, word by word: "Who deserves it, who deserves it?" β
Shen Guoan clenched his cane in his left hand, and raised his glass unsteadily in his right hand, trembling with anger.
Shen Feibai stood up, picked up the empty bowl in front of him, and scooped the soup with a soup spoon.
"Grandpa, Beijing is cold and dry in winter, drink a sip of white radish tofu ball soup to raise people."
He was easing the atmosphere, and he was also giving the old man a step. Zhou Jiyou knew that in a deeper sense, he was helping his grandmother deal with the aftermath and preventing Old Man Shen's anger from exploding.
No one had the heart to continue eating Chinese New Year's Eve, Sophie's head hurt a little, and she went back to her room and lay down; Zhou Jiyou had no appetite for herself, so she served a bowl of rice to Aunt Lin and Lao Cai respectively to cushion her stomach for the time being.
She ignored Shen Guoan and did not take the initiative to offer to help him serve the meal.
After Shen Guoan drank a small glass, Shen Feibai refused to pour him any more wine.
"Dr. Liang advises you to drink less."
Shen Guoan's face was pale, but strangely, he didn't say anything.
He raised his eyes to look at Zhou Jiyou, meaningful: "You girl is really capable." β
Zhou Jiyou faintly said: "It's over." β
Shen Feibai intercepted Shen Guoan's next sentence: "Grandpa, the dishes are going to be cold." β
"When it's cold, you go and give me heat!" Shen Guoan slammed the wooden floor with his cane and reprimanded him coldly, "I'll tell you stinky boy, don't think that if I agree to you marry her, you can ride on my head!" β
Zhou Jiyou was stunned and turned his head to look at Shen Feibai. She didn't know there was something else hidden in it.
The doorbell rang again.
"I'll open the door." With a calf, the chair slipped back, and Zhou Jiyou walked out.
Unexpected people again. She opened the door, and it was Shen Ke standing outside.
"Someone begged me for help, are you okay?"
ββ¦β¦ Who? β
He walked past her and went straight in, without answering.
Zhou Jiyou was stunned behind the door, and heard Shen Ke's voice from near and far, close to the restaurant-
"Old man...... Yo, you've all eaten here. β
Shen Guoan frowned: "Why did you come here?" β
Shen Ke replied casually: "I'm afraid that you will live on the streets, no, I came to pick you up." β
Zhou Jiyou picked up and walked back.
Shen Ke urged: "Let's go, what are you doing here, I booked a table on Chang'an Street, isn't it better than you eating their leftovers?" β
Zhou Jiyou walked to the junction of the living room and the dining room.
Shen Guoan had already stood up on crutches at this time. Aunt Lin and her husband accompanied.
Aunt Lin also smiled at Zhou Jiyou: "Then we'll go first." β
Shen Ke took them away, and it took less than three minutes before and after.
People go to eat cold, and Shen Feibai cleans up the table.
Zhou Jiyou had something to say, he leaned over and took away all the chopsticks on the table, with long eyes on his head, he didn't look at her, and said directly: "I'll ask later." β
She shrugged her shoulders and stepped forward to help.
After that, he is in charge of washing the dishes.
The kitchen was small, and she leaned against the door and watched.
She had a lot of questions, about grandma, about him.
It's only an hour, and the amount of information is so large that she's a little confused. Especially the grievances between grandma and old man Shen, she couldn't connect them together.
Before she could ask, Shen Feibai put on an apron, his hands were stained with the foam of the washing spirit, and said to her: "We are finally back together, I can't let inexplicable external factors destroy our peaceful life." β
Zhou Jiyou slowed down his breathing: "What external factors?" β
Shen Feibai looked at her sideways, meaning something: "External people and things." β
She suddenly felt that he probably knew something about the past.
"You ......," she said, "went back to negotiate with Old Man Shen?" β
He didn't answer, turned his head, and put his hand into the water again, the slightly bowed figure with a unique tenacity and persistence.
"You didn't notice a change in grandpa?" He asked.
"Hmm. The temper is still so big, and the speech is not polite, but there are scruples, a bit like ...... Bo attention. β
Shen Feibai followed her observation and continued: "Xinyu told me that my mother told her that her grandfather had chosen a cemetery in the south of the city. β
Zhou Jiyou was really surprised, a person like Shen Guoan who does not accept old age, it is difficult for people to believe that he can recognize reality and face death.
"For whom, not for himself. When a person reaches eighty, it is a hurdle, and his body knows best, he doesn't have that energy, and he may not be able to wait for that time. β
In front of the sink was the glass window of the kitchen, and Shen Feibai looked out the window at the night.
"The power that has been held in his hands is gone, he lacks a sense of security, and hopes that someone will provide for him in his old age, but unfortunately he is stubborn and still can't get along with us."
He said we, Zhou Jiyou asked keenly: "Also Shen Ke?" β
He washed one bowl and put it on the countertop, continued to wash the next one, and his eyes skimmed: "Hmm." β
Zhou Jiyou had a guess: "Have you reached a consensus on the matter of dealing with Old Man Shen?" β
Just like he did before, just like Shen Ke did before, they all had their own ways of dealing with it.
He is more serious, and Shen Ke is careless. They have all seen through Shen Guoan, grasped his psychological changes, and treated each other as appropriate.
Shen Feibai glanced at her, his eyes were calm, with a hint of approval and helplessness: "I can't hide anything from you." β
Zhou Jiyou raised his eyebrows: "Do you still want to hide anything from me?" β
Shen Feibai's expression darkened: "Then it depends on what you are hiding from me." βγ
"......" Zhou Jiyou's breath was stagnant, and she inadvertently brought herself into the ditch.
Under his deep gaze, she walked up behind him, her hands slowly wrapping around him, her cheeks pressed against his back.
"Shen Ke said that someone begged him to come to help, is it you? Are you okay? β
Shen Feibai originally didn't know why Shen Ke appeared in time, but when he heard her, he immediately understood.
"It should be Xinyu. She called me to inform me that they were coming, and probably changed hands and called him another one. β
Shen Xinyu ...... Shen Ke......
Zhou Jiyou smiled: "You are really like a family, helping each other." β
Shen Feibai didn't say anything. Who Shen Ke is helping, there is no need to deliberately point it out.
"Xiaoyou."
"Huh?"
"We'll be fine later."
Zhou Jiyou smiled lightly: "I know." β
Sophie had already lay down and fell asleep, and Zhou Jiyou went to bed lightly, opening his eyes and staying up until the early hours of the morning.
Firecrackers rang out in the distance, and Sophie woke up, and she was completely sleepless.
"Grandma." She whispered as Sophie sat up.
"I woke you up?" Sophie sat on the head of the bed, a little sorry.
"No, I didn't fall asleep."
She reached out and lifted the switch of the wall lamp, and a small light burst into a shiny light.
Sophie looked down at her, as if she knew it: "You can ask anything you want to know." β
Zhou Jiyou also sat up with the quilt, she brushed her hair slightly, and then looked down at the quilt.
After a while, she said: "I used to wonder why Old Man Shen always looked at me unpleasantly for no reason, but now I seem to have figured it out." β
I still remember that night behind the Shen house. In the garden, Shen Guoan once angrily accused: I really inherited the good genes of your Zhou family.
At that time, she felt that he was just talking about genes, but now that she thinks about it, there must be a reason for it, and the grievances of the previous generation are in front of her.
Sophie sighed: "I didn't know that he was the grandfather of the Shen family that you mentioned to me, no wonder." β
She and Zhou Jiyou told the story of their youth.
When Sophie came to China with her diplomat parents as a young woman, she sat in a guarded Hongqi car and toured Beijing through a glass window.
The guard was a young man in his twenties, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, speaking English, and a great sense of humor.
My parents were busy with official business, and they were accompanied by this handsome guard on their trip to China for more than ten days.
Her keen interest in China and Beijing is based on her own observation on the one hand, and on the other hand, it is precisely from the young man's enthusiastic introduction.
She was inspired to come to China to study, and the guy welcomed her.
Three years later, Sophie came to Beijing as she wished, and by chance met a young man who was a retired soldier and a businessman.
Unfamiliar with life, Sophie still retains the intimacy of the past, plus he can already communicate in Chinese, adding many topics to him.
Emotions are just variables that arise in a moment, and they quickly fall in love.
And this person is Shen Guoan.
Shen Guoan is not from Beijing, and the center of gravity of his business is in Nanxiang.
He is very ambitious and only comes to Beijing once or twice a month.
Sophie offered to go to Nanxiang to find him, but he never allowed it. He said that she was a foreign girl who went out alone and was easily targeted by bad people.
At that time, New China was in ruins, and social security was not as stable as it is now, and Sophie's classmates also advised her not to act recklessly, and the slightest courage that emerged many times was extinguished under their persuasion.
She is busy with her studies and understanding China's history and culture, and she feels that her lover is running for a career, and she should look up to him, and should not disturb her mind because of her children's personal affairs.
The college students of the fifties were full of high morale to fight for socialist modernization, and the people Sophie came into contact with were young people with ideals and aspirations.
She had followed them to many places in the surrounding area, her long blonde hair braided into two braids that hung down on her chest, and her fair skin was almost transparent in the sun.
She is an outlier in a group of people and a shining point, a doll-like existence.
Later, in Fushun, Liaoning, she got lost alone and met Zhou Jiyou's grandfather Zhou Yuan, who was still a ruffian at the time.
He looked like a hooligan, teasing her, teasing. Get her, she cried and pretended not to be afraid.
The two Zhou Yuan brothers deliver coal to the power plant every day, and cinders can be seen everywhere on his clothes, and his face is not clean and dirty, and his facial features are there, but people can't distinguish their appearance at all.
The gangster aura in him dilutes his downfall and shabby a lot, and Sophie meets a real scoundrel, thanks to his help to run away.
But he wilted, and before he helped, he had a black face and a hippie smile: "You beg me." β
It's hard to believe that such a man, who she almost hates to death, will carry her all the way to find the place where the army lives after she is injured in the ankle.
She was soft-hearted and always wanted to thank him, and the second time she went to Fushun, she waited at the gate of the power plant accompanied by her classmates, but what she was waiting for was his brother Zhoujin.
Zhou Jin said that Zhou Yuan was injured by a board car and was recuperating at home in bed.
She went to see him, Zhou Yuan lived with his brother and sister-in-law, the home was very simple, and the north house where he lived was not seen all year round.
That day, his face was not dirty, his complexion was still dark, but his eyebrows were straight, and he was even better looking than the male classmates around her.
When he saw her, he was surprised and surprised, but he still couldn't spit out good words.
She aroused sympathy for a while, and when she saw that he couldn't get out of bed, she was still stiff-mouthed, so she dropped five dollars and ran away.
At that time, five yuan was equivalent to a month's living expenses for Sophie.
She didn't regret it after giving the money, but she wanted to laugh when she thought of Zhou Yuan's stupid appearance in an instant.
Speaking of this, Sophie still couldn't help but laugh. All the happy memories of her life are related to Zhou Yuan, she recalled, and she was also painful.
Zhou Jiyou did not urge her to continue, but waited silently, just like Shen Feibai had instructed before, to give her a space to remember alone.
She wrote a letter to Shen Guoan, but received more than one reply. A woman who claimed to be Mr. Shen's fiancΓ©e said in a separate letter that she hoped she would leave him and that they were about to have a local wedding.
Without evidence, she didn't believe it.
The letter said that Shen Guoan needed to rely on the power and financial resources of the woman's family if he wanted to get ahead.
The woman who wrote the letter also said that this was the first warning, and if she refused to retreat, how did she come here, let her go back.
Sophie couldn't tell the real from the fake, the letter clearly indicated the place and date of the wedding, she didn't expect Zhou Yuan to come all the way to the school, he was very smart, there was only one canteen, he specially picked the meal and waited at the door of the canteen.
When she saw him, her first reaction was not to be stunned, but to rush up and hold his hand boldly and directly.
"You accompany me to Nanxiang, and I will pay you." At that time, her Chinese was terrible, and she spoke word by word.
Zhou Yuan let her pull away, she was anxious and urgent, and she didn't see his expression.
Many years later, in the wee hours of the morning, Sophie closed her eyes and slowly carved a blurred facial expression into her memory.
He came to Beijing with all his net worth, and when he got off the train, he didn't even look for a place to stay, so he came directly to the school to see her, but the first thing she said when she came up was to pay him, and after that, let him witness the whole process of her lovelorn.
"Grandpa accompanied you to Nanxiang, and then you found out that the thing is true, Old Man Shen did marry someone else for profit." Zhou Jiyou told her the next story, "After a long time, that's how he made his fortune, no wonder he has always refused to let go of power." β
Sophie's emotions came up a little, she couldn't make up for a clear expression, and she suddenly found that she didn't remember Zhou Yuan very well when he was young.
Breathless, she got out of bed in a panic.
"Grandma......" Zhou Jiyou was not at ease, and he also made a gesture to lift the quilt.
Sophie raised her hand and stopped: "I'm fine, I'll go out and drink saliva." β
The sound insulation is not very good, and Shen Feibai can hear a few words in the living room.
When Sophie came out, he lay on the couch and didn't move, reducing her presence so that she could relax as soon as possible.
Sophie poured water in the darkness and stood still for five minutes, then she sighed and walked to the couch.
"Feibai, I know you haven't fallen asleep either, you accompany me to the study, I also have something to say to you."
Zhou Jiyou stood behind the bedroom door, looking out through a crack in the door, they went to the study, her heart hanging, she didn't know what Sophie would say to Shen Feibai.
Inside the study.
The lights were turned on, and Sophie was holding the cup of hot water, full of thoughts.
"Do you have any regrets?"
Shen Feibai was wearing the pajamas bought by Zhou Jiyou, the upper and lower sets, and her set was a couple.
He sits casually, but his attitude is serious, and he doesn't have to think about it: "Yes." β
Sophie asked, "What?" β
"I couldn't protect her in the first place."
His answer made Sophie a little dazed for a while, she had been alone for decades, but she still thought of him from time to time, especially in the past few days back in Beijing, thinking about him more and more often.
"You're sorry." The water was too hot for her to drink for the time being, her throat was a little dry, and her voice was slightly hoarse, "I should have walked up to her when I first arrived in New York to get her forgiveness, I could have stayed by her side and taken care of her earlier, and she wouldn't have lost her child for nothing." β
Shen Feibai Huo Ran broke away from the back of the chair, and his body stiffened.
"She had an unexpected miscarriage, injured her wrist again, and was in a bad mental state for a long time, and she was particularly fragile."
She loves her neighbor's two children and only smiles when she's with them. I asked the professor of school psychology, and he suggested that I start with this breakthrough and help her open her knot. β
"The neighbor's youngest son was in a superbaby class, and there happened to be a shortage of teachers there, so I helped her sign up."
"The interview went well, and soon she attended the training and got her coaching certificate."
Sophie slowly raised her head, "Feibai, I know that with her character, she won't tell you this bad thing, and I didn't want to mention it." Please forgive me for speaking out tonight in the hope that we can all avoid this regret from happening again. β
"Rita's grandfather and I have only lived together for 18 years, and we feel that we still have a long way to go, but neither of us knows what will happen in the future. You are not young, you lost five years in vain, and you can't waste any more time in the future. β
***
Zhou Jiyou sat on the bed in a daze, they had been in the study for half an hour, in the dead of night, the fireworks and firecrackers had no sound.
The hidden door was pushed open, and she raised her eyes, thinking it was Sophie, but she didn't want to, it was Shen Feibai.
"Where's Grandma?"
"Sit in the study." Shen Feibai walked up, sat sideways on the edge of the bed, and took her hand.
"What did you say?"
As soon as she asked, she felt his thumb rubbing against her right wrist, and it was meaningful.
She was stunned, staring at his hand, and stopped talking.
"Why are there broken bones here?" His voice was unwavering, but deep.
Really. Zhou Jiyou took a deep breath, thought about it or told the truth: "Do you remember a student who deliberately hit me with a car?" At that time, I went to the hospital for treatment, but there was no problem. In New York, he was injured again, only to be unexpectedly found to have an old fracture in his wrist. β
"That hospital has the responsibility of missing the test, and it stands to reason that I can go back to China to claim losses." She saw that he was so serious and had the intention to liven up the atmosphere, "Lucky for them, I let them go." β
Quiescence.
Shen Feibai grabbed her wrist and put it on her cheek, his face was warm, and her hand was cold; He stroked her belly with his other hand.
It is not yet a month old, and there is no change in the ups and downs of the stomach. But the color of his dark eyes changed rapidly.
"Don't say, don't say anything." She looked at him, snorting from his movements, "I'm fine. My hands are already good enough to continue drawing, but my mind is not on them right now. As for the child, I think it may be providence, God knows that I am not ready to be a mother, and I know that there is still a big obstacle between us, and it is not a good time for the child to be born at that time. β
She was comforting him, and she was comforting herself.
Even if it's not a good time, he's a small life after all......
Zhou Jiyou lowered her head, she couldn't control herself, this was a scar on her heart, even if she really couldn't touch the brush for the rest of her life, she was willing to accept her fate.
Her shoulders trembled slightly, and Shen Feibai hugged her into his arms.
He couldn't speak, and whatever he said didn't help, it only added to her heart.
They all think about each other, and they both swallow their bitterness and hatred into their hearts.
No one wants to, but everyone has to face it, and they all have to move forward and look forward.
Years later, Zhou Jiyou accompanied Sophie to sweep the tomb of her grandfather Zhou Yuan, Zhou Yuan's cemetery was not with her father Zhou Mu, and the grandfather and grandson visited one after another, accompanied by Shen Feibai.
Sophie was very calm, and in front of Zhou Yuan's tombstone, she suddenly felt that she had returned to her roots.
"I'm back, you often come to see me in your dreams in the future, I'm afraid I'm getting older and older, if I get Alzheimer's one day, I really can't remember what you looked like when you were young."
The weather is getting warmer day by day, the new house has been properly decorated, the windows are opened every day for ventilation, and Zhou Jiyou also selects green plants such as pothos, spider plants, white palms, and aloe vera in the flower market to suck formaldehyde in the room.
Furniture and appliances are fully purchased, and the wedding date is getting closer.
At the end of April, they moved into a new home, and Jing Qiao and Zhou Qiyang, Shen Xinyu and Xiao Jinyang all came to help.
In the evening, Shen Feibai entertained guests at Zhou Qiyang's newly opened restaurant.
Between pushing the cup and changing the lamp, Shen Xinyu took the initiative to toast: "Sister-in-law, I toast you." β
She stood up, Zhou Jiyou raised her eyebrows, picked up the cup, and was about to get up.
Xiao Jinyang hurriedly said: "Eh, sister-in-law, you sit, she just stands." β
Shen Xinyu echoed nervously: "Yes, you sit, the first three months of pregnancy are dangerous periods, don't move, don't move." β
Zhou Jiyou didn't say anything, and after having a drink with her, he turned his head and whispered to Shen Feibai: "You said you talked to your sister before, and I haven't asked you." I've got to give you a military medal, that's a good talk. β
Shen Feibai leaned over to clip the middle dish of the table for her, and the corners of his lips raised slightly: "I think, this credit can't be completely counted on my head." β
"Oh?"
He motioned for her to look in one direction, Xiao Jinyang also tilted his head sideways like them, and was whispering and laughing with Shen Xinyu, who raised his hand shyly and slapped him.
Zhou Jiyou: "Your brother-in-law is indeed a good person. β
Jing Qiao was dissatisfied with their whispering at the dinner table, and deliberately complained loudly to Sophie at the next table: "Grandma, you see, my husband and I are still the most low-key, and none of them know how to restrain themselves in public." β
Everybody looked at her.
Zhou Qiyang coughed lightly and looked at her affectionately: "Wife, in fact, I don't want to be restrained." β
Jing Qiao's face turned red, his hand pushed him under the table, and he lowered his voice: "If I don't demolish the table, I'll die." β
Everyone laughed helplessly.
Zhou Jiyou got up to go to the bathroom, and Shen Xinyu immediately pushed away the chair, "Sister-in-law, I'll accompany you." β
She grabbed her arm, Zhou Jiyou was not very comfortable, but she did not refuse.
The bathroom was around the corner of the corridor, walking and walking, Shen Xinyu gritted his teeth: "What's that...... I ......," she licked her lips, "I apologize to you for what I said before." β
Zhou Jiyou smiled: "Did you say anything, why don't I remember." β
"......" is not young in the end, but in a blink of an eye, he was greatly touched in his heart, "Actually...... Actually, you really are a lovely woman. β
Zhou Jiyou first chuckled, and then a series of uncontrollable laughter.
"What are you laughing at?" Shen Xinyu also grinned, "Say you're cute, and you can't stop laughing?" β
Zhou Jiyou pursed his lips, his eyebrows and eyes curved: "I still remember what your brother said before." β
Shen Xinyu suddenly said: "Remember, now that I think about it, what my brother said makes sense." β
Zhou Jiyou shrugged briskly.
When it came to the bathroom, Zhou Jiyou opened the door and entered one of the doors.
Shen Xinyu stood outside the door, thought about it, and said through the door: "I met Zhang Shengyuan some time ago. Do you remember him, it's me...... That ex-boyfriend of mine. β
Zhou Jiyou replied inside: "Well, remember." β
Shen Xinyu clasped his hands in his lower abdomen and said, "He is divorced, he is doing well, and he just came to Beijing on a business trip." He told me that when he was in the hospital, my brother beat him, and you beat him too. β
Zhou Jiyou didn't say a word.
Shen Xinyu said: "When you beat him, you claimed to be my sister-in-law. β
Zhou Jiyou finished his convenience, flushed the water, and opened the door.
Without a barrier, Shen Xinyu's ashamed face was close in front of him.
"I owe you more than one apology. I thought carefully about why my brother didn't tell me that you were together a long time ago, because I was unkind to you, and for a long time, I either hit your little report with my grandfather, or I spoke ill of you with my brother, and I even begged him not to like you. β
"I'm sorry." She shook her head in shame, "I'm so ignorant. β
Zhou Jiyou was stunned: "You mean, the person who told Old Man Shen that there were several boys chasing me at school was you, not him?" β
Shen Xinyu said bluntly: "My brother is so stubborn, how could it be him." β
yes, how could it be him.
On the way back to the box, Zhou Jiyou remembered the silent back of silently moving the desk to the back row in the morning reading class, he had always borne everything alone, without arguing or explaining.
Shen Xinyu pulled down the doorknob in front, and the moment the box door opened, a pair of calm eyes had already followed.
He was waiting for her.
Eyes touched, she smiled at him, and subconsciously touched her stomach.
It's good that time hasn't treated her badly. Whether it is her missing family affection or love, she has made up for it.
***
On the eve of the wedding, two food safety incidents were exposed in a row, and Shen Feibai's "Today's Focus" was just ready to report.
The news has been edited completely, Lei An looked for him privately when he reviewed the film, once CCTV reported, the situation will be further expanded, and the food spokesperson will definitely be condemned by public opinion, he is worried that it will affect Zhou Jiyou's mood at that time, after all, she is now pregnant and should not be stimulated.
Shen Feibai already knew that the two spokespersons were Jiang Ruhui, and he didn't need to be reminded by Lei An, he would also be concerned about this matter.
After the show was broadcast, it really caused an uproar, and Jiang Ruhui's good screen image that she had been operating for many years collapsed and became infamous overnight.
This episode was supposed to be his turn to host, but Ryan temporarily changed to another anchor.
Shen Feibai knew that Zhou Jiyou would definitely watch his show, and since he couldn't avoid it, he simply accompanied her to watch it when it premiered that night.
The content of the program includes a discussion of the moral bottom line of the endorsement star, and she watched it quietly throughout the whole process without saying a word.
Shen Feibai was most worried that she would hide her emotions in her heart, and half-knelt in front of her, staring at her eyes.
"You always ask me what I'm thinking, but what about you, what are you thinking about right now?"
Zhou Jiyou leaned back on the sofa and said calmly: "I didn't think about anything, really." I know what you're thinking, you don't have to worry about me, I'm fine. β
Shen Feibai was still firmly focused on her expression, not missing a single thing.
Zhou Jiyou smiled, he put his hand on her knee, and she stretched out her hand to hold his.
"I have one last secret that you don't know."
Shen Feibai silently guarded her and did not say a word.
Zhou Jiyou was a little confused, and his voice became extremely soft: "You asked me why it was five years, I don't know, I can't answer you." β
Shen Feibai's expression was slightly condensed.
"I exchanged terms with her, and I promised her that after five years of leaving, I would be able to break off the mother-daughter relationship with her. I'm sorry......" She bent down and buried her head deeply, her forehead resting on the side of his shoulder, "I made a decision privately without your consent. β
She didn't know why she was crying, whether it was a continuation of the sad mood she had when she negotiated with Jiang Ruhui at that time, or whether she was really fluctuated when she saw that she was taking the blame for herself.
She couldn't taste it.
"Fool, what are you sorry for me." Shen Fei's white cheeks pressed against her soft hair, rubbed the top of her hair, and hugged her gently, "As long as one person gives up halfway, we won't come to this day." I want to thank you so much......"
He kissed her hair, then lowered it slightly, kissing her ears that were half-hidden under the cover of her hair.
"Thank you for never giving up, thank you for always loving me." The latter words were whispered to the ear.
Zhou Jiyou shook it, burst into tears and smiled: "Shameless, who has always loved you." β
He hugged her contentedly and said, "I've always loved you." β
She put her arms around him, her head raised, her chin resting on his shoulder, crying and laughing, very silly.
Pregnant women are really sentimental Lin Daiyu, she thought to herself.
Three days later, with the help of Zhou Qiyang, she and Sophie went to the Beijing apartment where Jiang Ruhui was hiding.
Jiang Ruhui is different from big-name celebrities, she is a nutrition expert and has enough authority, once she loses the masses, it is difficult for her to gain a foothold in society as an expert.
Pressing the doorbell to no avail, Zhou Jiyou slapped the door instead.
"I'm Zhou Jiyou, I know you're at home, my grandmother and I came to see you, please open the door."
A minute later, the door opened, and she was actually behind it, just thinking for too long.
She glanced at Sophie and asked Zhou Jiyou, "How did you find here?" β
Zhou Jiyou was ambiguous: "The ability is great." β
Jiang Ruhui's face was haggard, ignoring her deliberate poor mouth, and turned to walk back.
Zhou Jiyou and Sophie entered the house one after another, and Sophie closed the door with her backhand.
"This is my grandmother. I don't think you've seen it. After taking a seat, Zhou Jiyou introduced her.
Sophie remained silent, and Jiang Ruhui nodded to her, but did not speak.
Glancing at the door-to-door gift brought by Zhou Jiyou, Jiang Ruhui said, "You said to come to see me, look at my jokes?" β
Sophie was the first to answer: "It's me who wants to see you." My son's sweetheart, I haven't seen him once, and I feel sorry for him when I think about it. β
There were words in the words, and Jiang Ruhui's face turned pale.
Sophie smiled slightly: "I still remember that before you and Xiao Mu got married, he went to New York to see me. He is of mixed race, limited in appearance, and was assigned to a life show as a host. At that time, he told me that his program was relatively novel, spreading health, health and nutrition, and was loved by housewives. The show lacks guests, and he is ready to recommend you to the program team and make you a star nutritionist. β
Jiang Ruhui's hands were trembling, "Don't say it." β
Sophie turned a deaf ear and continued: "I'm so proud of Komaki that he succeeded. At a young age, you have built a solid foundation with his show and made the leap to a celebrity among nutritionists. β
"Say no more!" The sound is worse.
Sophie smiled harmlessly, but her eyes were sharp: "Why am I not allowed to say it?" Guilty? β
Jiang Ruhui's eyes were red, her blood was completely gone, and she stared at her.
Sophie smiled: "Child, my son single-handedly made you popular, and if you became popular, you divorced him, where were you when he was sick and hospitalized?" β
"I told you to stop talking!" Jiang Ruhui snorted, "Why don't you ask what your son did to me?" He knew how important his show was to me, but after he became a producer, he suddenly wanted to change the version, saying that he would replace me and invite experts and professors. I'm his wife, and he doesn't think about me at all! β
"Stop using my dad's selfishness as an excuse." Zhou Jiyou was silent for a long time, and finally couldn't hold back, "I checked the information of the year on the Internet, the times are advancing, and the program must continue to innovate. I asked Uncle Lei, and he remembered very well how much pressure my dad had to keep you on the show. It was you who did not understand him, and he did not feel sorry for you. β
Jiang Ruhui looked at her, then at Sophie, and sneered: "So what? Not only did you come to see me laughing, but you also came together to crusade against me? β
Zhou Jiyou asided her eyes, she came with Sophie, and she decided not to intervene in the future.
Sophie's tone was flat: "We are not here to see your jokes, nor are we here to crusade against you. She opened her handbag, took out an invitation, and put it in front of Jiang Ruhui, "Ji You and Feibai will hold a wedding next week, I hope you can come to attend." β
Zhou Jiyou was taken aback: "Grandma ......"
Sophie looked at her and forbade her to speak.
Jiang Ruhui took the red invitation card in her hand and opened it. The names of Zhou Jiyou and Shen Feibai are listed together.
"I haven't separated you for five years." She looked at Zhou Jiyou and smiled uncertainly, "The old man must not be angry enough." β
After thinking about it, Zhou Jiyou still asked: "Why five years?" β
Jiang Ruhui spread out the invitation card and put it back.
"Didn't I say that if you are willing to leave for ten or twenty years?"
Zhou Jiyou frowned, determined: "You are delaying time." β
Jiang Ruhui stared at the wedding photos of the two on the invitation.
Zhou Jiyou: "I guessed right, you can get benefits from the Shen family." β
Jiang Ruhui smiled, with sarcasm on her face, and raised her eyes: "Benefits? Heh, I also thought it would be beneficial, but what was the result, I have been tormented by the Shen family for more than 20 years, and I have been played by their father and son. β
Zhou Jiyou and Sophie both looked at her quietly.
Until now, Jiang Ruhui has not concealed it: "Why did Shen Kai marry me?" Because he was sick and could not pass on the lineage, his health was declining, and the doctors had long concluded that he would not live long. But he is a filial son, and he can't do his filial piety, so he wants to find someone to replace him. So he came to me. β
She smiled at Sophie, "Your son is popular with me, but how could he have thought that someone knew me through TV, took a fancy to me as a nutritionist, and married me home to be a mother." β
She looked at Zhou Jiyou again, "It was also Shen Kai's idea to take you to Nanxiang, do you know why?" Because he just lacks a child, and the old man lacks a descendant. β
"He was afraid that I would remarry, so before he died, in order to keep me, he signed a share transfer letter and gave me all the shares of the group he held."
"I was stupid, I thought that if he signed it, it would be valid, but I didn't know that the Company Law had provisions that required the resolution of the shareholders' meeting and the filing of the industrial and commercial record. With that agreement alone, I could not exercise my shareholder rights as a shareholder. β
Not only that, but Shen Kai also left another hand. He knew that the bait had worked for me, and after he died, he asked the old man to continue to hang me with 20% of the group's shares. As long as I serve Shen Kai for fifteen years, he will make that agreement have all the effect. β
Shen Kai passed away in August 1999, and if Shen Guoan had made the request in 2000, it would have been exactly 15 years by 2015.
Zhou Jiyou finally understood why it was five years, and finally understood why she would obey Shen Guoan's words.
She and Shen Guoan are the same kind of people.
"Now the head of the group is Shen Ke, he can't be the master, and the conditions he promised you can't be fulfilled, so you left the Shen family?"
"Of course he can't deliver on it." Jiang Ruhui gritted her teeth, "He didn't think about cashing in at all!" I served him with all my heart, and in the end he humiliated me. Shen Ke is in power, and he deserves it. β
Zhou Jiyou didn't know how Sophie felt, in short, she was a little tired. Especially seeing Jiang Ruhui's happy expression, the greed and evil of people's hearts were undoubtedly revealed in front of her.
But this person is her mother, she can't be insensitive, she has feelings, although it is very shallow, but it is real.
She grabbed Sophie's hand and said, "Grandma, let's go." β
Sophie looked at her and nodded, "Okay." β
They got up, and Jiang Ruhui sat still.
Zhou Jiyou just took half a step and stopped; Looking back, he lowered his eyes: "You can choose to come to my wedding, or you can choose not to attend." We've done our best. β
After calming down, she was able to understand Sophie's approach. But at the same time, she also knows that this kind of etiquette may not be rare for Jiang Ruhui.
A week later, in a quiet and serene chapel, with family and friends in attendance and pastor witnessing, Zhou Jiyou and Shen Feibai completed a traditional Western ceremony.
Jiang Ruhui appeared, wearing sunglasses and sitting alone in the last row of the church.
Shen Guoan was also there, and he and Aunt Lin sat in the front of the relatives area.
There are not many people in the church, and after the ceremony, there will be a special car to take everyone to the hotel banquet hall, which is the main venue today, and the number of guests will be tripled.
The wedding car was waiting outside the church, Zhou Jiyou was carried into the car by Shen Feibai, and the car behind also sat three people one after another, and the team set off and arrived at the hotel.
The sky is clear, and it is rare to see wind, sand and haze.
The scenery outside the window kept receding, and they moved forward.
Zhou Jiyou's gaze passed between the driver's seat and cast it straight ahead.
A straight and wide road, the sun is in the sky, and the green trees are everlasting.
She touched Shen Feibai's hand, and he turned his eyes to look at her, and his eyes were full of light.
"Sing me a song." The request was made suddenly.
"What song?"
She thought for a moment: "I love you more every day, will I?" β
Shen Feibai chuckled, and the co-pilot's Renault snorted even more: "Sister, haven't you sworn enough in the church just now, it's only been a long time since you showed your love again." β
Zhou Jiyou ignored her, his eyes aimed at Shen Feibai: "Could it be?" β
"Yes." He curled his lips slightly.
"Then you can sing." She listened.
Shen Fei's white and dark eyes were bright and moist.
The wedding car drove smoothly, and the hearts of the two were close to each other peacefully.
Sinking, but also sober.
When everything around me is like the wind, it is you who let me find my roots.
I don't want to leave, I just want to stay, and love will never wither.
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