On Sunday night, Xia Zhi finally called back to Pan Rui.

Pan Rui's voice stretched into a line, and he was about to go crazy: "Xia Zhi, what's wrong with you?" Don't you believe me? I'm just trying to mess with my mom, and I'm not going to contact that girl again. ”

"You decide for yourself, if you really think it's appropriate, you don't need to miss out on a good girl for me." Xia Zhi was surprised that he could say this sentence so calmly.

"I decided a long time ago, you are the girl I want."

Xia Zhi was indifferent to such sweet words, and she made this call to solve the problem: "Then will you come back to Nanzhou?" ”

The other end of the phone was silent for a while, and when it rang again, it was also hesitant: "Xia Zhi, I thought we had reached a consensus." ”

"That's not a consensus, it's a decision you made, I just respect you."

"Xia Zhi, the leader has talked to me recently, and I have the opportunity to be included in the compilation."

"Then I see."

"Isn't it, can't you give me a little more time?" Pan Rui said hurriedly, "At the very least, will you let me save some money?" I can't stay in Nanzhou aimlessly like I used to, I can't find a suitable job, or I can start a business, but I need capital. ”

Xia Zhi smiled lightly, she knew that Pan Rui couldn't see her smile. He's still so naïve.

"Comrade Pan Rui, do you know that every day, there are companies established in Nanzhou, and then every day, there are companies that go bankrupt? Many people went bankrupt to start a business in Nanzhou, and finally went back with a debt. ”

"Do you think I won't make it?" His voice softened, as if his pride had been scratched by her faint taunt.

"I don't know if you'll make it. That's not what I'm going to think about right now. I also need time to think about what we're going to do in the future. May I? ”

He paused and said, "Yes." ”

"Don't come to me just yet. Think about it, too. Our problems cannot be solved by shelving. I hope that when we meet again, it will be when a solution has been found. ”

After saying this, there was silence in the earpiece for a long time, and Xia Zhi almost thought that the line was broken: "Are you still there?" ”

"I'm here."

"Then I'll hang up."

"Hmm."

Xia Zhi moved the phone away, and there was a touch of warmth left on his face where the phone was originally attached.

She needed time to think about the distance between the two, and she also needed time to see how much she loved him.

She wasn't worried that in the time of separation, he might succumb to Pan's mother's chatter and walk with a certain girl, if that was the case, it would mean that he didn't love her very much. Then maybe she would be relieved.

Although she has not experienced a broken love, she feels that the breakup is not terrible, but the terrible thing is that she still has worries in her heart.

Let's take a look, she hasn't figured it out yet.

She sighed, next weekend, maybe she should go home, He Yan fixed to call her once every weekend to ask her how she was doing, when she was free to go home.

She almost always replied, "That's good...... The work went well...... I've been busy lately, working a lot of overtime, and I can't run on weekends...... There is no problem with the body, but there is a lack of sleep, so I have to make up for sleep on the weekend......" like a primary school student endorsement.

This week, Xia Zhi took the initiative to call He Yan on Thursday.

Knowing that she would come back on the night bus on Friday, He Yan told "be careful on the road", and her dry tone could not hear the excitement, but when Xia Zhi stepped into the house at nine o'clock in the evening, she smelled the sweet fragrance of the old fire soup wafting from the dining table.

When she was still in the car, Xia Zhi received two calls from He Yan, asking her about the approximate time when she got home: "Your dad should go over and pick you up." ”

Xia Zhi didn't want Xia Jianfeng to pick it up, obviously it was less than ten minutes' drive from the station to home, and she would arrive in a while.

"I didn't eat, I came here to eat." He Yan walked out of the kitchen and put down the noodles in her hand next to the soup pot.

Xia Zhi responded with a good sentence: "I'll put things first." ”

She took her backpack through the entrance and saw Xia Jianfeng sitting on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed watching TV, and there was a jar of strong tea on the coffee table as usual.

"Dad." Xia Zhi called him, he squinted at the TV, nodded, but didn't turn his head to look at her.

It's still like this, ignore her, even if it's the first time she's gone home in half a year.

Her lips went up, ignoring her, she never expected her to meet her parents' hugs when she came home from school one day.

She placed her backpack in the corner of the sofa and pulled out the two thousand bills she had prepared in advance from the dark compartment. She walked to the dining table, He Yan walked from the dining table to the sofa, and when the two met halfway, she gave the money to He Yan.

He Yan glanced down and took it: "Enough money?" ”

"Hmm." Xia Zhi answered almost silently, and He Yan stuffed the money into his trouser pocket and didn't count it.

She told He Yan about the salary increase on the phone.

She thought that He Yan and Xia Jianfeng would be happy for her, working for less than five months, raising her salary twice, and jumping in position, but He Yan's response was also very light.

He Yan is still worried about Xia Zhi's refusal to return to Kangzhou to be a teacher. Once on the phone, He Yan talked about who's daughter, who went to teach, took two classes a day, and collected three or four thousand a month, how easy.

Xia Zhi is too lazy to argue, although she is not on the education line, most of her classmates are there, and they occasionally chat in the class QQ group, and everyone is complaining that they are under pressure and busy with work.

Xia Zhi sat alone at the dining table eating noodles and drinking soup, Xia Jianfeng and He Yan watched TV series, and there was only the sound of the TV and the sound of sluping noodles in her mouth in the huge living room.

Xia Zhi glanced in the direction of the two of them several times, they didn't talk to each other, she also seemed to be a transparent person in their eyes, and she was very familiar with such a family atmosphere.

When she was a child, she thought that the relationship between parents and children was so indifferent, until she went to her classmate's house, only to find that other people's parents can be happy with their children, why does her family feel like living in a room of enemies?

She tried to open the conversation: "Did Xiaoyuan call back?" When is he on winter break? ”

Due to the influence of her parents, she and Xia Yuan are not very close, but they can be regarded as the warmest vein in this family. Sure enough, as Xia Jianfeng said, Xia Yuan was unfavorable in the college entrance examination, and finally was admitted to a specialized financial school in Jiangxi.

Xia Zhi advocated that Xia Yuan should repeat his studies for a year, but Xia Jianfeng objected, saying that he should not waste time, recognize his position steadfastly, and it doesn't matter what school he attends.

There is no railway station in Kangzhou, and when Xia Yuan went to Jiangxi, he went to Nanzhou to transfer trains. Xia Zhi and Pan Rui went to the station to pick him up. Xia Yuan also knew the relationship between Xia Zhi and Pan Rui.

Xia Yuan asked why he didn't tell his parents? Xia Zhi only smiled and said, "Don't talk too much." ”

Since then, the siblings have had a secret and seem to be closer. The two don't talk on the phone much, but they often chat on QQ, Xia Zhi will ask Xia Yuan about his studies, and occasionally give him one or two hundred as pocket money.

Recently, she has been thinking very much, and this time when she went home, she remembered that she hadn't contacted Xia Yuan for several days. His school should be about to take the final exam, and the junior college has a relatively early holiday.

He Yan's eyes were still focused on the TV screen: "Ah, it's hit, he'll be back after New Year's Day." ”

After that, the three of them said nothing more.

Well, the summer solstice doesn't bother looking for topics, anyway, it's been like this for more than 20 years. She put the dishes in the kitchen, washed them, and went back to her room.