Chapter 1 Youth is no longer a matter of things

Youth is an unrestrained squandering for the former Song Xingqing, and youth is endlessly used for nostalgia for the current Song Xingqing.

In the autumn of 2014, Song Xingqing's house.

"Hurry up, it's too late." From the moment Song Xingqing stepped into the house, she began to be in a hurry.

The food I had just bought fell to the ground, and before I had time to pick it up, I hurriedly rushed into the kitchen to cook rice. Yes, it's already six o'clock in the evening, and Shen Muchuan should come back from work in half an hour. But dinner has just come off the pot, and the dishes are still lying on the ground waiting to be picked up, picking up vegetables, washing vegetables, cutting vegetables, and stir-frying vegetables This series of things makes Song Xingqing work like a machine.

A plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, a plate of roast meat with eggplant and a plate of cold cucumbers, when the hour hand pointed to half past six, Song Xingqing was brought to the table on time, and Song Xingqing was relieved after all this. With the sound of the door opening, Song Xingqing knew that it was Shen Muchuan who came back.

"Husband, you're back." Song Xingqing stepped forward and looked at Shen Muchuan who had just entered the door with a smile on her face.

"Well, is the meal ready? I'm going to go out to run errands after eating. Shen Muchuan walked straight to the dining table.

"It's done, I'll help you serve a bowl of rice." Song Xingqing said as she trotted into the kitchen.

Shen Muchuan glanced at the table and couldn't help frowning. "Why are scrambled eggs with tomatoes again? Can't you just change the dish? ”

Song Xingqing's heart chuckled. "Yes, yesterday we didn't eat scrambled eggs with tomatoes and scrambled three shreds, today I changed to eggplant roast meat and made an extra cold cucumber."

"I'm not like you women to be slim, and I don't like cucumbers, you really do a lot of cold cucumbers." Seeing that Song Xingqing brought rice, Shen Muchuan sat down.

Song Xingqing couldn't help but smile bitterly. "Husband, how can you do more? If you don't eat it, I can still eat it, and besides, look at your beer belly, eating some cucumbers is also good for you. ”

Looking at the dishes on the table, Shen Muchuan didn't know where to put the chopsticks.

"Wife, can't you stop having a vegan feast every day? Would you like to have some meat? ”

"We have meat every day, yesterday there was shredded meat in the fried three silks, and today there are pieces of meat in the roasted eggplant." Song Xingqing felt the need to emphasize.

Shen Muchuan stopped talking, picked up two mouthfuls of food and got up and went out.

Song Xingqing felt panicked in her heart, because she didn't know when Shen Muchuan would understand the difficulty of a woman who had to go to work and buy vegetables and cook.

She didn't expect Shen Muchuan to say how delicious the food she cooked, she only hoped that Shen Muchuan would be able to eat a bowl of rice cooperatively, because until this time she was worried about whether Shen Muchuan's stomach would be hungry. Song Xingqing didn't know that Shen Muchuan, who was tall and strong, was carnivorous, but every day when she got home from work, there was only enough time to make two side dishes, but on weekends, Song Xingqing would definitely let Shen Muchuan eat big fish and meat.

has been married for two years, and it is not hard for Song Xingqing to be busy with work and housework at the same time, she only feels tired, because Song Xingqing has always wanted to hear Shen Muchuan say to her once: Wife, you have worked hard. But until now, it has never been realized.

Thinking of this, Song Xingqing's eyes were moist, she hurriedly took a deep breath to adjust her emotions, there are still many things waiting for her to do next, and there is no time to be sad here.

Eating alone, cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks alone, cleaning the room alone, Song Xingqing has long been used to this. His eyes swept over the Longines watch on the bedside table, and Song Xingqing's movements slowed down.

This was bought by herself on Song Xingqing's twenty-eighth birthday a few days ago, and it cost her oh no, to be exact, it cost Shen Muchuan more than 8,000 yuan. In fact, Song Xingqing knows how busy Shen Muchuan is as a senior executive of a foreign company, so she contracts all the big and small things at home on weekdays, and she also knows that Shen Muchuan is not bad to her, but he is more willing to be a hands-off shopkeeper.

Because of Shen Muchuan's relationship, Song Xingqing now likes to go shopping alone, watch movies alone, and buy things alone. No matter what Song Xingqing buys back, Shen Muchuan will say yes, and he won't even ask the price, as long as she buys it back, Shen Muchuan will gladly accept it, so it can at least be seen as a manifestation of Shen Muchuan's love for her, right? May I? Song Xingqing shook her head vigorously, not wanting to think about it anymore.

Turn on the TV and turn the volume up to the maximum so she doesn't find the room so quiet and scary.

Tune in to the music channel, a familiar and tingling music sounded, it was Na Ying's dream.

We have both been lonely and promised each other

We are all tired of life because of torture

It's just that the same way like this will be how long it will take

We changed our attitude and accepted each other

We have wronged ourselves to fulfill whose dreams

It's just that it doesn't matter how many days like this are left

I often think about the warmth of the past, which keeps me from being cold at night

You say that a person's beauty is serious, and it is fate that two people can be together

If I knew it was like this, it would be like a dream, so I wouldn't put all my love in the same place

I can forgive you for your absurdity, but I can't forget

I knew it was like this, it was like a dream, so why did I lock all my tears in my eyes

Let you go crazy, let you go crazy, let you be strong where you don't have me

Song Xingqing only felt that the past was coming to her heart one by one, it was a handsome face as warm as the sun, and that sentence: I owe you an amusement park.

Song Xingqing's heart became flustered, she hurriedly turned off the TV, but she could no longer control the thoughts that were surging like a tide.

Song Xingqing slowly turned around and opened the bottom drawer next to the bed.

Inside, there was an old book, an old wallet, and a dusty glass bottle containing stars folded into paper, colorful and dazzling.

In the past ten years, youth is no more, and things are not people.

The endless silence time made Song Xingqing think unconsciously, if God gave her another chance to regain her youth, would she still miss Gu Chongyi?

The sudden sound of the door opening interrupted her thoughts, and at eleven o'clock in the evening, Shen Muchuan returned.

"You're back, I'll help you boil the bath water, go take a shower and go to sleep." Song Xingqing got up from the bed to get a change of clothes for Shen Muchuan.

"Well, wake me up at seven o'clock tomorrow morning." Shen Muchuan said as he walked into the bathroom.

"Okay." After Song Xingqing put her clothes in the bathroom, she immediately picked up her mobile phone and added an alarm.

Yes, Shen Muchuan knew that Song Xingqing had to get up at half past six every morning to prepare breakfast, so he didn't need to adjust the alarm clock by himself at all, Song Xingqing was his most reliable wake-up bell.

Song Xingqing also knew that she would get up at half past six every morning, but she was busy in the morning and was afraid of missing the time to call him, so for the sake of safety, she was used to setting an extra alarm on her mobile phone.

Song Xingqing only felt tired, and lay on the bed groggily and fell asleep.