A ring does reduce a lot of sarcastic gaze, undeniable envy in contempt; In the eyes of many people, money is a measure of status.

Song Anyang's hands suddenly trembled slightly, his eyes seemed to be a little warm, but the corners of his mouth were still smiling.

Seeing everyone's sarcastic words, the strangeness in the eyes quenched; Her brain, suddenly, seemed to be filled with lead, and it was a little numb.

Everyone was silent for a while, and then they talked about other things.

The more noisy the voice, the heavier Song Anyang's brain became, ignoring what the others were saying, he suddenly got up, and walked out of the courtyard again.

The smell of the year is getting heavier and heavier, and there are more and more people returning to their hometowns.

The silence of the soul in the midst of the hustle and bustle happens to be in stark contrast.

Song Anyang walked around the neighborhood and went home, and it happened to be time for dinner, so he took a breath, shook off his unpleasant mood, and walked into the house with a smile.

Song Jiancheng helped serve the dishes, just came out of the kitchen, and when he saw Song Anyang coming back, he shouted with a smile: "Come and eat, what you cook is what you love." ”

After finishing speaking, Song Jiancheng put down the dishes in his hand and motioned for Song Anyang to come and eat.

Song Anyang trotted over with a smile, picked up chopsticks, selectively picked up a piece of meat, stuffed it into his mouth, and said indistinctly: "Dad, you can accompany your mother to a movie tomorrow." ”

There was no reason, but Song Anyang suddenly remembered this incident in his mind and hoped that they would go.

Song Jiancheng heard Song Anyang mention that they should watch movies, his eyes were slightly sluggish, and he replied with a smile: "It's a lot of years, what kind of movies to watch." ”

Song Jiancheng didn't think about watching movies, but he just felt that a lot of age was inappropriate.

"The tickets are all booked, don't waste more."

Song Jiancheng didn't want to go, so Song Anyang immediately answered, hoping that they would go.

And Song Jiancheng and his wife accepted Song Anyang's kindness half-pushed because Song Anyang had already booked the ticket.

After dinner, Song Anyang didn't have any night entertainment, went upstairs directly, took a casual bath, and then lay down on the bed.

The first thing that came to mind was to book tickets for my parents; She didn't book a ticket at first, she just wanted her parents to watch a movie together, make a decision on the fly, and lie on the fly.

Because she was worried that her father, whether it was his speech or demeanor, or the way he looked at his mother, was not as intoxicating as Pei Zhengzong.

There is a gap between the two of them, and Mrs. Pei meant to tell her that in the past few days in the capital, her mother had Pei Zhengzong together.

Song Anyang didn't dare to think deeply, but begged not to end the originally harmonious family in a tragedy.

After booking the movie ticket, Song Anyang flipped through the news again, because the mobile phone was located in the capital, and as soon as she entered the interface, she saw the news about President Pei's.

Late at night, he had a private meeting with a female secretary and had a discordant relationship with his ex-wife.

A few words, like a sharp blade, pierced into Song Anyang's heart, and his head was numb and blank in pain.

Depressed and closed the news page, Song Anyang threw his mobile phone on the table next to the bed, turned around and rolled into the quilt, thinking about the back of the man in the online news, so familiar.

For her, it was so cold.

Song Anyang lay in the quilt for a while, feeling shallow sleepy, took a breath lightly, turned over, and went to watch the previous online news.

Guess if she was dazzled before.

But the truth is still nothing.

Putting down the phone again, Song Anyang picked it up again, looked at the man's phone number, and was about to dial it, when he suddenly remembered what the man had said to her.

He's annoying.

Maybe he's tired of her.

She didn't dare to bother him anymore; Put away the phone, put it aside for thousands of miles, and speculate on your mind.

………

At the end of the year, entertainment and gatherings gradually became more, and Song Anyang received many notices about class reunions, but did not refuse, and all of them were invited.

Before the party, Song Anyang looked at his waist-length hair that had not been cut for a long time and wanted to change his hairstyle.

Looking at himself in the mirror at the barbershop, he suddenly decided to cut his hair to shoulder length; It may be that the barber shop is too busy at the end of the year, the barber is in a hurry, and Song Anyang's shoulder-length requirements are cut a little messily and unevenly.

In the end, Song Anyang had to give up being cut by the barber, without accusing anything, he directly took a pair of scissors and straightened his hair for himself.

She seems to have never cut it so short, but her long hair suddenly became shorter, and her head felt light and fluttery, no longer like before, always worried about her hair floating up, and worried about tidying up.

Song Anyang's short hair is not too short, a little shorter than shoulder-length, but it is longer than short hair, neat and neat.

After cutting his hair, Song Anyang bought a dress for himself, a white cashmere coat, a scarf, and a feeling of silence, such a dress, such a hairstyle, Song Anyang's original image has changed a lot, it looks like a little girl who has just become an adult, full of retro literary and artistic sense.

When paying, Song Anyang looked at the supplementary card in his hand, and suddenly remembered the situation when the man gave her the supplementary card.

When she accepted the card, he was happy, and she was very entangled.

After swiping the card, Song Anyang was not in the mood to go shopping, turned around and walked out of the mall, raising his eyes to look at the goose feather snow that suddenly floated in the sky.

The snowflakes seemed to fall into her eyes, instantly turning into snow and overflowing like tears.

Retracting his gaze, Song Anyang gathered his coat and scarf and walked to the other end of the mall.

The image of Sioux City has changed a lot, and there are several new office towers that are suddenly majestic.

She never seemed to have stopped to admire the city before, even though she had lived here for more than a decade.

The pace slowed down suddenly, and Song Anyang's gaze would stop everywhere in the city, no matter the hustle and bustle.

Song Anyang wandered around the street and lost track of time; Walking alone through the city where she knew or didn't.

No matter which city you are, there will always be traces of antiquity.

She ate a lot, saw a lot of people and things, and swept past what was happening to others like a passerby.

The mood seems to be empty, no longer depressed, but still thinking about him.

The days are always short in winter, and the curtain is drawn before five o'clock.

Song Anyang stood in the cold wind and stopped the car and wanted to go back, but he didn't stop a few cars.

Just when Song Anyang himself felt that he was about to give up, suddenly a silver-white Audi stopped in front of Song Anyang, the window was lowered, Gu Ning stuck his head out of it, looked at Song Anyang and shouted I will send you back to the cloud.

When he met Gu Ning, Song Anyang was stunned, took a breath of the cold molecules in the air, chose not to go against himself, and got into Gu Ning's car.

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