Chapter Eighty-Three: Suspicion

This kind of day has passed for almost a week, and when I got off work in the evening, my colleague Sister An dragged Jiang Miao, planning to go to the venue to contact the rehearsal after dinner together.

Jiang Miao was really busy these days, dark, exhausted, and her brain and body were tensing all the strings at the same time, for fear that because of her negligence and mistakes, she would inadvertently offend a colleague and have an unnecessary misunderstanding.

She was afraid that she would not be able to handle these socializations in the workplace, so she could only handle them as perfectly as possible.

After eating with Sister An, after the rehearsal, it was already more than ten o'clock in the evening, Jiang Miao stood on the side of the road, looking at the traffic coming and going, only to feel that the overly tired cranial nerves began to be on the verge of collapse.

Feeling that she should relax, she reached out for a taxi and headed straight for the entertainment street in the center of the city, intending to have a drink and have some fun at the bar she used to frequent.

Sitting in the car, Jiang Miao took out her mobile phone and called Guan Zhong first, the phone rang until it hung up automatically, and it was not answered, so Jiang Miao fiddled with the keyboard, changed people, and called Miao Yuanyuan.

This time, the phone barely rang twice, and the phone was connected, but it was a voice she was particularly familiar with: "Hey? Who? Looking for a garden? ”

Jiang Miao subconsciously turned her head and looked at the watch in the taxi, it was already half past ten in the evening, and Zhang Yan was still at Miao Yuanyuan's house.

She was stunned for a moment, then joked with a smile: "Master! I'm Jiang Miao. ”

There was a quiet moment in the mobile phone, and then Zhang Yan's somewhat embarrassed voice sounded: "Ah, it's you." ”

Jiang Miao smiled: "I don't have anything to do, just wait for her tomorrow to find her, then I'll hang up." ”

Hanging up the phone, she leaned back on the car seat, turned her head to look at the night scene speeding by outside the window, and suddenly felt a little lonely.

The bar was as lively and noisy as every time I came before, and it was a little hysterical.

Jiang Miao carried her bag until she straddled the bar, the light here was the brightest in the whole bar, and the chairs could rotate 360 degrees without throwing people down.

Jiang Miao ordered two glasses of the wine she liked to drink, held the cups and sipped them into her mouth one after another, staring at the waiter who was busy bartending with her hands flying in the bar.

He was very energetic and tall, but his eyebrows and eyes were a little tired.

Jiang Miao stared at him for a while, it was estimated that it was a bit long, his eyes were too hot, the waiter adjusted the wine in his hand and poured it into the cup and handed it to the guests on the side, then turned around and walked to Jiang Miao: "Want to know me?" ”

He asked very bluntly.

Jiang Miao looked at him and smiled, and shook her head: "I don't want to." ”

The waiter looked at her, but he was not angry, and still had a professional smile on his face: "Alone? ”

Jiang Miao drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp: "No, I came with my friends, huh!" There he is! She gestured blankly to the dance floor behind her.

The waiter smiled at her with a look of sudden realization, and returned to work, continuing to entertain the guests and complete his work.

Jiang Miao put the drunk wine glass in front of her, held the second cup and began to pour it into her mouth, after drinking this cup, she was about to leave, she hadn't been here for a long time, and suddenly felt a little unable to play.

She shook her head a little self-deprecatingly, the five years of her once wasted career seemed to really divide her into the first half of her life and the second half of her life, two lives that had no fit at all, and she was amputated completely and simply.

In the process of her leaving the bar, people began to come to invite her beautiful face one after another, Jiang Miao refused all of them, using the same excuse, my friend was waiting for me in front.

When she came out of the bar alone with the smell of alcohol, and stood alone on the side of the road, she pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled, there was no one waiting for her in front of her.

As soon as the thought came to her mind, she thought of Guan Zhong, flipped out her mobile phone again, she dialed the phone, rang for a while, and Guan Zhong's voice came from the phone: "Hey? ”

Guan Zhong's voice was quite quiet, and Jiang Miao took it for granted that he had arrived home, so he said, "I thought you were socializing." ”

"Are you home?" Guan Zhong asked suddenly.

Jiang Miao was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously reached out to cover the earpiece, not wanting him to hear the noisy traffic on her head, she tried to say calmly: "Well, I'm ready to sleep." ”

"Oh, I won't be back for a while." As soon as Guan Zhong's words fell, a childish voice suddenly sounded: "But I still want to eat a piece of candy and then go to sleep." Mom, please! ”

Guan Zhong's tone was a little messy in an instant, and Jiang Miao heard him say in a panic: "Oh, I still have something to do here, hang up first." After speaking, without waiting for Jiang Miao to answer, he unilaterally cut off the phone.

Jiang Miao held the mobile phone, her eyes drifted to the shuttle vehicles, and the tense strings in her brain snapped into two.

She reached out to stop a taxi, and after telling the driver the address of Guan Zhong's house, she held her mobile phone and stared out of the window in a daze.

On the way home, a lot of conjectures flashed through her mind.

Guan Zhong is actually married and has a child, he has a warm home, and she is the third party who has no shame.

Or Guan Zhong was once married and later divorced, he and his ex-wife had a child, and she was the cheap stepmother who was prepared.

Or Guan Zhong has never been married at all, but he has an illegitimate child and a woman who is willing to stay behind him, and she is an even more disgraceful petty love.

Stepping out of the taxi, she took out the key to open the door and walked into the house, skillfully turned on the light to change clothes, then boiled hot water, soaked herself in steaming water, washed away the dirt and exhaustion of her body, and then threw herself on the bed with her bare feet and footprints all the way.

The wet hair rested on the pillow, and the stuffy coolness made her drink a little wine and just feel a little dizzy, and she was surging vigorously.

Half-asleep and half-awake, she thought, what did Guan Zhong think of her? Why did he hide something from her? Or is it something that made her so misunderstood?

Guan Zhong came back in the early hours of that day, with a chill all over his body, he reached out and pulled Jiang Miao out of the quilt and fed him medicine and water.

When she got up in the morning, Jiang Miao sat on the bed with red and swollen eyes and a brain that was still a little muddy, and she reacted, she had a fever last night, but fortunately, she took the medicine in time and the fever had subsided, but her nose was still a little blocked, and her brain was a little dizzy.

Guan Zhong urged her to eat a bun, half a cup of soy milk, and watched her take cold medicine, then picked up chopsticks and started breakfast.

Jiang Miao looked at Guan Zhong who acted elegantly across the dining table, and the question that came to his mouth was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a word.