65. Confrontation

"Zhong Ling!"

Zhong Ling ignored Mao Dong calling her behind her, she ran out of the hotel quickly, and almost collided with the approaching guests.

"What's the matter, don't you look at it?" A balding man looked sideways at Zhong Ling and said dissatisfied.

"I'm sorry." Zhong Ling lowered her head and apologized to the other party.

"Zhong Ling." Mao Dong caught up from behind her and grabbed her arm. He said to the man, "I'm sorry. ”

Fortunately, the guest on the other side was not unreasonable, and did not continue to pursue it," he said after walking. ”

Zhong Ling shook off Mao Dong's hand and pushed open the door of the hotel by herself, and Mao Dong followed her out of the hotel.

Zhong Ling kept trotting along the road when she went out without a purpose, and Mao Dong saw that she was about to cross the road again, so he had to run over and grab her. "Zhong Ling, what are you doing here!"

"You let go of me!" She burst into tears, tears streaming down her face. "You think I'm a burden to you now, and you finally want to send me away, then you tell me, you don't need her to talk about it!"

"What do you say?" What Mao Dong is most disgusted with is that women are unreasonable on the street.

On weekends, pedestrians came and went on the street, and the two people were still standing on the side of the road arguing, and even the traffic police on duty looked at them.

"You come with me." Mao Dong grabbed Zhong Ling's hand and forcibly dragged her into a cross alley.

Compared to the prosperous streets, the alleys are much quieter, and there are hardly any people.

Zhong Ling leaned against the wall and hung her head all the time, Mao Dong stood in front of her and could only see her tears falling down one by one, looking really sad.

Neither of them spoke, Zhong Ling only knew that she was silently shedding tears, and Mao Dong looked at her silently.

The endless flow of vehicles on the street corner made the sound of car horns from time to time, and the footsteps of passing pedestrians rang non-stop, and I don't know how long it took, Zhong Ling finally calmed down a little.

"I'm fine, you can go back." After crying, her voice was hoarse, Zhong Ling took out a tissue from her bag and wiped her tears before leaving.

"If Liang Ju said something wrong, I apologize to you for her." Mao Dong stood behind her and said.

Zhong Ling's feet that were about to continue walking could no longer move, she turned around and looked at Mao Dong, and the tears that had just receded in her eyes welled up again.

"Is what she said tonight what you meant?" She asked him suddenly.

"What?" Mao Dong felt that his brain hurt.

"Let me find a man to marry as much as I can."

Mao Dong obviously didn't know, and it took two seconds to react before he seemed to sort out his head and understand why Zhong Ling suddenly left the table just now.

Zhong Ling said: "Just now Liang Ju asked me if I want to find someone to marry again, and then I still have the heart to be a matchmaker, Mao Dong, is this what you mean?" ”

Mao Dong didn't speak, he couldn't tell her about it, he didn't know about it at all, if that happened, Zhong Ling would definitely misunderstand Liang Ju.

Zhong Ling walked towards Mao Dong, word by word, with resentment.

"I haven't had a boyfriend because I want to rely on you for the rest of my life, after Mao Bei left, I thought about not having to take care of you, but at that time you completely lost confidence in life, and I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to think about it when I stayed by your side. In the past few years, it is indeed thanks to you that I can live a carefree life, Mao Dong, if you think I am a burden to you, you can tell me, don't let Liang Ju use this method to tell me that I should leave you! ”

"You misunderstood Zhong Ling, Liang Ju is not what you think."

"Nope! I know that. She bit her lip and looked at Mao Dong with affection in her eyes. I know I have feelings for you that I shouldn't have, but in the past few years, I have forced myself to restrain myself and forget about you. ”

She choked up and said, "You probably should know that I met Mao Bei for you."

"Zhong Ling!"

"How long do you want to escape!"

This time, Zhong Ling bravely blocked Mao Dong's previous evasion.

Zhong Ling went to ask Mao Dong, "Do you really not know in your heart, or do you pretend not to know?" ”

Mao Dong tilted his head, "My brother's death was caused by me, I took care of you for my eldest brother, and I owe it to you both." ”

"That's enough, in the past few years, you should have paid it off a long time ago."

Mao Dong's resolute side face made Zhong Ling still can't bear to reveal all the scars of the past.

Zhong Ling wiped away the tears on her face, "If you don't respond to my feelings, you are actually suing me for your answer." ”

Mao Dong's eyes drooped slightly, and his brows were furrowed.

Zhong Ling said: "I bless you and Liang Ju together, but please don't use this way to make me feel that I have become a burden to you, I don't want to affect you." ”

"No one thinks you're a burden." Mao Dong's voice was slightly heavier than just now, "Liang Ju has a simple personality, if she minded you, she wouldn't take the initiative to invite you to dinner today." ”

"And what does she mean tonight? What does it have to do with her whether I fall in love or not! ”

"Zhong Ling, can you not look at Liang Ju with prejudice?"

"Am I biased?" Zhong Ling pointed at herself and shook her head in disappointment, "Mao Dong, you have changed, you only have her in your heart now, how can you mind my feelings?" ”

Mao Dong felt that Zhong Ling felt like she had fallen into a swamp, no matter how hard he tried to pull her out, she just couldn't figure it out.

Sighing, Mao Dong turned around and walked out of the alley, "I'll send you home." ”

***

In the taxi, the two of them didn't say a word, Zhong Ling turned his head to look at Mao Dong a few times, but he just looked out the window with a cold expression.

got out of the car, Mao Dong only sent Zhong Ling downstairs.

"Aren't you going up?" Zhong Ling asked Mao Dong.

"No, Liang Ju is still in the hotel."

He stood there with his hands in his pockets and watched her enter the building, Zhong Ling turned back from time to time to look at Mao Dong.

Suddenly, she turned around and strode over to him, "If we do it all over again, we really have no hope at all?" ”

Under the streetlight, in the dark of the night, she looked up at him, waiting for an answer that would keep her going.

His deep eyes are like a bottomless pool of ink, making people unable to see a little hope.

"You are my sister-in-law, and you will always be." He spoke slowly.

That despair was like an impenetrable net, wrapping her layer by layer, and she could barely breathe.

Zhong Ling lowered her head, and she saw one of her own tears fall without answer, hitting the ground between him and her.

"How good she should be, worthy of you."

This was Zhong Ling's last words to Mao Dong that night.

***

"If you will, layer by layer

Peel back my heart layer by layer

You will find out

You'll be amazed

You are me

The most depressing

The deepest secrets

If you will, layer by layer

Peel back my heart layer by layer

You'll have a sour nose

You're going to be in tears

As long as you can

Hear me

See my whole heart."

The radio in the taxi kept playing this song Yang Zongwei's "Onion" repeatedly, and Liang Jutou leaned against the window glass and looked at the stars in the sky.

Mao Dong beside her has not said a word to her since she returned to the hotel, Liang Ju knew that she was also reckless and made a mistake, she should know that women are naturally sensitive, but she didn't expect Zhong Ling to react so much.

got out of the car, Liang Ju followed Mao Dong upstairs, Mao Dong walked in front, Liang Ju couldn't walk fast in high heels, there was a layer of sensor lights in the corridor that I don't know what the fault light was not for a long time, and when Liang Ju came up, the sensor light on the steps was already dim.

I thought about turning on the flashlight on my phone, but it was difficult to even pull out my phone in the dark space.

Suddenly, there was another light in front of me.

Liang Ju looked up and found that it was Mao Dong, who had already walked upstairs, and turned back.

He deliberately stomped his foot hard to make the sensor light on the stairs light up.

He still thought about her everywhere.

After returning home, Mao Dong went to the bathroom alone to put bath water and went to the bedroom to change clothes.

Liang Ju had a straight temper, and she would rather him have a big fight with her than a cold war between the two of them like now.

Finally, after Mao Dong came out of the shower, Liang Ju blocked him at the bedroom door.

"If you have any dissatisfaction, just say it, why hold it in your heart."

Mao Dong originally thought that one night was enough time for Liang Ju to understand her mistake, but listening to her tone, she obviously felt that she was right.

"I'm tired and want to sleep."

Mao Dong walked in the other direction, but unexpectedly, Liang Ju quickly ran over to block the road.

"You've been like this, how can I sleep? You've been sulking with me all night, please, can you not do this? ”

Mao Dong pursed his lips and took a deep breath and walked to the living room, "I really don't want to quarrel with you, I'll go to sleep in the living room." ”

"Mao Dong!" Liang Ju grabbed the corner of Mao Dong's clothes and didn't let him go, Mao Dong was upset, so he vigorously pulled back his clothes, and his strength almost made Liang Ju stumble and almost fall.

Mao Dong reached out to help her, but was opened by Liang Ju's 'snap'.

Looking at Liang Ju's appearance, Mao Dong also knew that the two of them must not think about peace tonight.

Liang Ju's knees slammed into the corner, and the pain in her heart made her tears almost flow.

"Let me see." Mao Dong tried to help Liang Ju onto the sofa, but Liang Ju was stubborn and admitted to death.

She squatted there with her hands on her knees and lowered her head, "You came back to make trouble with me for her." ”

This is not an interrogative sentence, but a declarative sentence of her heartbreak.

Mao Dong held his forehead and said with a suppressed breath: "I said that I was very tired tonight and didn't want to discuss with you whether it was your fault or hers, I just wanted to sleep." ”

"Then have you thought about me, you don't make it clear how I will sleep?"

"And what exactly do you want to make clear?"

"Zhong Ling. Why did she run away, and why could you leave me behind and chase her yourself? ”

"Then I can't just watch Zhong Ling run out alone, right?"

The atmosphere was stiff, and each other was still angry.

"Are you going to introduce someone to Zhong Ling?" After a while, Mao Dong asked hesitantly.

"Yes." Liang Ju replied very simply.

Mao Dong only felt that a breath of energy was surging up in his heart.

He has always been reluctant to let him have anything to do with Liang Ju's relationship because of Zhong Ling, and he doesn't want the two of them to quarrel because of other people's affairs.

Mao Dong turned around and went to the living room, and said as he walked: "Don't do this kind of thing next time, we don't need to take care of her affairs." ”

"You don't need me, do you?" Liang Ju stood up against the wall, "I kindly introduced her to someone, why are you angry?" You can throw your girlfriend down to take care of other women, Mao Dong, what do you mean? ”

"What do you mean?" Mao Dong asked Liang Ju rhetorically, in a low tone. "Say what you want to say."

Liang Ju remembered that she once quarreled with Mao Dong because of Zhong Ling's matter, and she also knew that the most important thing for two people to be together was trust, and guessing and doubting were the most damaging to feelings, but often impulsively, there was no way to control some things by themselves.

"I don't mind your past with Zhong Ling, but that doesn't mean I don't mind that you still have her in your heart."

"My past with her?"

In this way, Mao Dong felt his head buzz when he heard it now. He didn't want to discuss anything about him and Zhong Ling, and he didn't even want to say a word more to explain him.

Mao Dong walked to the kitchen, and Liang Ju limped behind him.

"I introduced my boyfriend to Zhong Ling because I didn't want to watch her be alone all the time, and I also hope that she can be happy."

"Sometimes you can always think of simple things as complicated, and very complex things as simple as you think are simple." Mao Dong stopped and looked back at Liang Ju, "If you tell Zhong Ling about this, she thinks that it is with my consent, and I want her to get married quickly." ”

"Don't you want her to let go of the past and start over?"

"Hopefully, but that has to be at her own will, not under your introduction."

"Then my kindness is still wrong?"

Some words are too hurtful to say, but they feel distressed if they don't say it.

Liang Ju told her everything she should and shouldn't say, but Mao Dong couldn't, he was a man.

Mao Dong looked at the lights of thousands of homes outside the kitchen window, and slowly said to Liang Ju: "I thought you understood the relationship between me and Zhong Ling, and I thought you wouldn't misunderstand us." ”

Liang Ju was speechless, just stood there stunned.

"I have guilt and responsibility for Zhong Ling, even if she doesn't get married for the rest of her life, I will take care of her, do you understand?"

"Just because of your big brother?"

"Yes."

Liang Ju shook his head, "After all, she hasn't passed the door yet, and she is not your real sister-in-law." ”

"If my eldest brother hadn't had an accident back then, now, she is. If it weren't for me, Zhong Ling would have a complete family now. ”

At this moment, Liang Ju didn't know what to say at all.

The responsibility that Mao Dong has always borne belongs to his eldest brother's death, and what Liang Ju has always cared about is that Mao Dong thought she would understand him.

"I'll sleep in the living room tonight." Mao Dong crossed Liang Ju and went to the bedroom to get a quilt and pillows.

Liang Ju stood at the door of the kitchen with her support to the wall, she had a feeling of speechlessness, and her momentary speech was to relieve her anger, but forced Mao Dong to reopen her scars.

Mao Dong trustfully thought that she would understand him, but in fact, she, like all women, was guilty of a cranky problem of trying to control what she thought was on someone else's body.

***

North Star was finally bought by Mao Dong, and Shi Bowen advanced the remuneration for the first cooperation between the two to Mao Dong in advance. Mao Dong has no house and no other fixed property, and it is difficult to borrow money from the bank, Shi Bowen knew his brother's difficulties, and took the initiative to lend Mao Dong 500,000 yuan, and in the end, Mao Dong only asked Shi Bowen to borrow 300,000 yuan.

North Star reopened after more than half a month, and the decoration style did not improve much, and on the opening day, it was half price to attract new and old customers.

Liang Ju called all his good friends, Yu Yanjie, Sun Xiaoshou, Zeng Shumin, there are many of them, and Mao Dong is also a brother.

In the past few days, although she and Mao Dong have basically reconciled from the last quarrel, there is already a thin film separating them.

Liang Ju's most scruples are actually what every woman in love will be afraid of, that is, his boyfriend is good to women other than himself.

She cares, and she feels distressed.

The opening day was Friday night, Liang Ju got off work and went to Zeng Shumin first, and then met with Yu Yanjie and Sun Xiaoshou, and a few people went to Beixing again.

Sun Xiaoshou bought a white Hyundai last month, thinking that he didn't have time to pull Liang Ju and Yu Yanjie for a ride, and coincidentally with this opportunity, Sun Xiaoshou drove around Beigang Square to reach the gate of Beixing.

After getting out of the car, Yu Yanjie hurriedly grabbed Liang Ju's arm and raised her chin towards the door of Beixing, "Look, I don't know and think she's the boss lady." ”

Because there were more people present, Liang Ju was embarrassed to tell her about her quarrel with Mao Dong. Zhong Ling was standing at the gate of Beixing to guide the staff to place the flower basket, Liang Ju glanced at it lightly, then took Zeng Shumin's hand and smiled at Yan Jie: "Let's go in." ”

Mao Dong rushed over in the morning, he was busy backstage, Liang Ju didn't look for him, the first acquaintance he saw when he entered the bar was Shi Bowen, he was sitting on a high chair and talking to a hot girl.

"Yo, handsome guy!" Yu Yanjie stood behind Liang Ju and stretched out her head to look at it, pursing her lips and smiling.

Sun Xiaoshou coughed twice and said, "Pay attention, pay attention." ”

"Watch out for your sister." Yu Yanjie glanced at him, turned his head and left.

Liang Ju knew at a glance that the two were quarrelling.

There was still more than an hour before the opening in the evening, and it was the busiest and most anxious state, Liang Ju couldn't help much, so he could only pull Yu Yanjie and them to find a card seat to sit down, while Sun Xiaoshou was strolling around to take a look.

"Why didn't you see that one?" Yu Yanjie ate a french fry, looked around and asked.

"Busy, let's play ours." Liang Ju poured wine for Zeng Shumin, and Zeng Shumin waved his hand to indicate that he could not drink it.

Not far away, Shar Pei walked over with a glass of foreign wine and a smile, and when he saw them, his little eyes were much bigger.

"Yo, why is our proprietress so low-key today!" In order to facilitate the on-site command, the music in the bar is not very loud, and Shar Pei himself has a loud voice, and this sentence came out, which immediately provoked many people around to look at Liang Ju.

And coincidentally, at this time, Zhong Ling also approached from outside the door and was standing in the middle of the lobby of the bar.

With a sound of the boss, Zhong Ling instinctively turned her head.

Zhong Ling and Liang Ju's eyes inadvertently met.

The four eyes are facing each other, and they are not what they used to be.