Chapter 9: Encountering the Dead
Gu Ting and Wanwan were high school classmates and used to be very good friends, but they gradually drifted apart. Without it, it is Wanwan who realizes that Gu Ting is a bit not authentic in terms of men and women.
Gu Ting turned out to be boyfriend and girlfriend with a boy in their class, but they broke up without looking back after going to college. That boy has a good relationship with Wanwan, and it's very sad to talk about it. Later, Gu Ting broke up with her boyfriend in college, met a rich social person, and got married just out of school.
Her three boyfriends are all very rich.
To be precise, one is richer than the other.
To be more precise, Gu Ting, this girl...... It's kind of biao.
"You didn't come to my wedding." Gu Ting said with a smile, there was no hostility.
Wanwan was a little embarrassed, Gu Ting invited her, but she didn't go.
The Tao is different, and they do not conspire with each other.
Gu Ting didn't hold on to this, but took a sip of the smoothie, and then said slowly: "Wanwan, I'm going to get a divorce." ”
Wanwan: "Huh? ”
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The word divorce is particularly strange and distant to Wanwan.
Her family's marital status is very good, and her older siblings and her partner are all loving and loving and in the same boat.
"I only found out last month that my husband had secretly gambled and lost millions without me." Gu Ting laughed self-deprecatingly, "I'm now selling the bags and shoes I bought before one by one." ”
Wanwan was a little anxious, she was not so close to Gu Ting later, but the previous relationship was still there.
"Let the man pay for himself! Why should a woman lose the money she loses! ”
As soon as these words came out, I knew that I couldn't stand it.
From the legal aspect, this is called a joint debt between husband and wife, and from the perspective of human feelings, Gu Ting has not worked since she got married, and the money in the family is earned by her man, and the money she buys bags and shoes is naturally the same.
"You're still working in a museum, huh?" Gu Ting asked absentmindedly.
Wanwan nodded: "I'm working part-time here." ”
"It's good, it's good to be on your own." Gu Ting bit the straw and seemed to be infinitely emotional.
Wanwan originally wanted to comfort her and say that you see that I can support myself with such a waste of wood, and you have absolutely no problem. But she remembered another question: Gu Ting's family is about to go bankrupt, but she is still in and out of such an expensive gym, is it really just for fitness? Of course not, people are here to cast nets to catch fish.
Hey, individuals have their own way of living. Who's to say whom? Life is not easy.
Wanwan swallowed her words back, squeezed out a smile, and said, "Good luck." ”
Gu Ting smiled, finished her drink, threw away the bottle casually, waved her hand and left.
Wanwan looked at Gu Ting's back, but her mind was scrolling back and forth Gu Ting's words just now: It's good, it's good to rely on yourself.
In her life, no matter what others say, she has to rely on her own efforts.
Wanwan didn't expect Rong Jiao to come to pick her up, and when she saw him at the door, she thought it was a hallucination.
"Put your gloves on!" Rong Ji said in a vicious voice.
Wanwan snorted a little snot, obediently put on a plush hat and scarf, and sat on the back hanger of the Rong Mustard bicycle.
The last train of 688 passed in front of them - this bus could get to their house in one stop, but since Rong Jia had come to pick them up, although Rong Ji repeatedly emphasized that he came out because his family was too noisy, and he would not be back tomorrow, he decided to giggle on the back seat of the bicycle
Tangerine sat on his bus, and when he left, he happened to see Wanwan and Rong Jiao, and waved politely and a little awkwardly, which was regarded as a greeting.
Early winter evenings are always prone to light snow, which in turn leads to a light mist. Wanwan especially likes the cool feeling when the snowflakes melt in the palm of her hand, so she insists on refusing to wear gloves.
"Like a flower, like a dream, it is our brief encounter, lingering, whispering, rouge tears falling into the alley......"
Someone at the mouth of the alley sang in a low voice, and sang quietly in the evening, but when I thought that when I saw Rong Jie for the first time, he was colder than the snow and even more incomprehensible than the fog. His clothes are so good-looking, but not as beautiful as his face.
"Get up." He stretched out a hand, pulled her out of the crowd of dried corpses in disgust, and asked her, "You...... Hungry or not? ”
"Are you hungry?" Rong Jiao's voice pulled her back to reality. In fact, Rong Jiao had already stopped in front of a very poor and humble stall and smelled the aroma of food late and night.
The boss was a middle-aged man with glasses, a face colder than the water in the ancient well, brought two bowls of steaming mutton dumplings in sour soup, turned around and left.
Wanwan was not in a hurry to eat dumplings, but drank a large mouthful of hot soup. I feel very happy, so happy that tears are about to come out.
"There was another fight at home when you weren't there." Rong Jiao said as he ate.
Wanwan has almost drunk half a bowl of soup: "Who is with whom?" ”
"Jin Ping Mei and Qianlong."
Rong Jiao's face began to have black lines, but he was still eating vigorously - Wanwan estimated that he had consumed a lot of physical strength in order to persuade him.
"Who? With whom? "Wanwan is a little confused.
"Jin Ping Mei, that's right, it's the Jin Ping Mei you know." Rong Jiao depressedly scooped a big spoonful of chili sauce and put it in the soup, "In the past two days, the museum has held a document exhibition, and all the four famous Chinese novels have been invited, "Jin Ping Mei" is gone, and I know that "Dream of Red Mansions" came to repair the illustrations today, so I ran over and cried, made trouble and hanged myself, saying that I would also participate." ”
The sour soup almost didn't squirt out of my nostrils, so I hurried to pull the paper towel at night.
There are several mortal enemies in the machine spirit world. At the top of the list are the portrait of Qianlong and Wang Xianzhi's "Mid-Autumn Festival". Qianlong is a super narcissistic person, thinking that all works of art are like the beauties of his harem, waiting for his love, and the way he loves art is to stamp people's seals. The most outrageous thing he ever did was to stamp more than 80 chapters on Wang Xianzhi's "Mid-Autumn Festival", making the originally neat and neat words look like a demolition wall plastered with small advertisements.
And this ranked second is "Jin Ping Mei" and "Dream of Red Mansions" in the literature world.
It is said that this "Jin Ping Mei" was originally called the Four Great Strange Books with its "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", "Journey to the West", and "Water Margin". Because it was so huang, it was regarded as a yin hui novel, and it was banned from the Shunzhi period of the Qing Dynasty. The "Dream of Red Mansions" that appeared in the Qianlong period came first, and successfully squeezed out "Jin Ping Mei" to become one of the four great books, which is now the four famous books.
However, it is said that "Jin Ping Mei" is very yellow and violent, and its "Dream of Red Mansions" is not pure. You don't see the attacker and Baoyu trying Yun Yu for the first time, and you don't see Qin Zhong and Xianglian's "good baked cakes"...... There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, and it is good.
However, speaking of which, what about Qianlong and "Jin Ping Mei"?
Rong Ji said with a sad face: ""Dream of Red Mansions" and "Jin Ping Mei" are arguing, but Qianlong also happened to come, and he just stamped a stamp on "Jin Ping Mei". "Jin Ping Mei" collapsed, and the house was full of Qianlong. In the end, "Jin Ping Mei" stayed with us, and a skin graft surgery was done to give the chapter away - of course, the money was paid by Qianlong. ”
Wanwan "grunt" and fell off the small bench.
The author has something to say: There are a lot of pinyin in this chapter, mainly because the Lun family is afraid that it is easy to be harmonious if they don't write pinyin.