Chapter 9: The Way Home
After landing, Ju Ange dragged his luggage out of the airport, looked for a while and didn't see Ju Qi, called him several times, urged for more than ten minutes, and then saw the figure.
Thinking that it was not cost-effective, the two of them directly carpooled with someone.
Back to the familiar place, in fact, Ju Ange is a little resistant in his heart, there are too many people here who know Ju Ange's past, the city is too small, it is easy to meet acquaintances when you go out, and they have grown so big at every turn, no mother is still pitiful, and so on, Ju Ange is tired of listening to it.
As soon as she entered the door, she asked herself what was wrong with her feet, and Ju Ange had to say that she accidentally fell when she jumped off the top bunk.
When he lied, Ju Ange didn't have any burden in his heart, and he opened his mouth and began to talk nonsense.
There is a feeling: I know that you are sincere to me, and I am trying to recognize you, but no matter how hard we try, there is still an insurmountable gap between us.
Sincerity can be exchanged for sincerity, but it is not necessarily all, it can also be six points.
After washing his hands, he went to the dinner table, Ju Ange took a look, they were all the dishes he liked to eat, and after he went to serve the meal, he squinted and smiled: "It's all the dishes I want to eat, thank you, Xu Xiao." ”
Ju'ange's school is actually not far from home, and the bus is more than two hours away, but I feel that I am not very comfortable staying after going home, so I usually don't go home at all, and I can't come back if I don't come back, except for winter and summer vacations, Qingming Festival and July and a half.
After eating in silence, Ju Ange returned to the room and called Zhao Ruoshi.
"Did you find it? Can it be better? Show me. Zhao Ruoshi on the other end of the phone kept urging, really curious about what Zheng Zichong looked like.
I also thought about whether Ju Ange would go to Dali and start a new encounter, so I ended my nineteen-year single career.
It turns out that Zhao Ruoshi thinks too much.
"When I hung up the phone, I took a photo with him, and he said that he would send it to me when he came back." For Zhao Ruoshi's urging, Ju Ange can only be described in two words, this sister's curiosity is too heavy, and the other two in the group are not curious, so she has been holding on.
After chatting on the phone, Zhao Ruoshi thought about Ju Ange's injury number, and it would be too boring to stay at home.
Thinking of buying something to eat, I went directly to her house to find her.
Thinking that Ju Ange likes to eat spicy food, Zhao Ruoshi bought a bunch of snacks at Juewei Point, passed by the barbecue stall, and roasted four chicken legs, and Ju Ange's one also specially asked the boss to put more perverted spicy food for her.
After knocking on the door, Zhao Ruoshi found that it was Ju Ange's aunt who opened the door, and greeted him with a smile: "Xu Xian, I'm here to find Ange." ”
After taking the shoes to Zhao Ruoshi, Xu Ye asked her, "Have you eaten?" "
"I've just eaten it, so don't bother." After Zhao Ruoshi heard Ju Ange's call, she was about to enter the door with a snack, and suddenly came back, "Auntie, this is for you, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat spicy, and it's sweet sauce." ”
After handing it to her, Zhao Ruoshi entered Ju Ange's room.
When Ju Qi heard the sound, he also rushed over.
After the three of them played the game for a while, they realized that it was almost dark.
Ju Ange and Zhao Ruoshi originally wanted to help cook, but as soon as they entered the kitchen, they were kicked out.
was eating, Ju Ange's father came back, Ju Ange didn't make a sound, but Zhao Ruoshi, an uncle in one bite.
It seems that Ju Ange was picked up, and Zhao Ruoshi is his own.
If there is no sense of belonging, a short landing in one place is adrift or settled?
After getting off the plane, Zheng Zichong felt that his whole body was excited, and it was good to go home.
When I got out of the airport, I called home: "Mom, I'm back, are you ready?"
Zheng Zichong's mother is a middle school teacher, the rhythm of life or something, and Zheng Zichong are very synchronized, today is only the third, the students have not yet gone to class, Zheng Zichong shouted to eat as soon as he came back.
After receiving a call from Zheng Zichong in the morning, he went to the vegetable market to buy Zheng Zichong's favorite vegetables, and he was busy early in the morning, waiting for Zheng Zichong to get home: "It's done, if you don't come back, the dishes will be cold, Zheng Lin has been shouting for a long time, saying that he can't wait for you." ”
"Let him wait, I'll be there shortly. Mom, my phone is out of battery, so I hung up first" After hanging up the phone, Zheng Zichong closed the window glass, Dali was too warm, I didn't expect Chongqing to be so cold, as a native, Zheng Zichong actually made a mistake.
The street was as lively as ever, the crowds were endless, listening to the master talking to other masters in standard Chongqing dialect, Zheng Zichong felt comfortable at once.
Traffic jams are basically unavoidable in Chongqing, the pace of life is slow, and the speed of vehicles is naturally slow.
I got off the plane at half past twelve, and it was almost three o'clock when I got home.
As soon as he entered the door, Zheng Zichong smelled the aroma of boiled fish, and the smell of pepper, garlic, and chili peppers was sandwiched together, and he felt like he was eating when he smelled it.
Zheng Zichong came out after changing his shoes and washing his hands, Zheng Zichong's mother filled a big bowl of rice and handed it to him directly, and after giving Zheng Lin a big bowl, he didn't eat his own food, so he went out to play mahjong.
Zheng Zichong sat down and took a look: boiled fish, spicy chicken, braised pork, and spicy potato chips are all his favorite dishes.
After waiting for her to go out, the two silently scooped some rice back into the pot, but the dishes couldn't be filled, so how could they eat.
Maybe it's because I haven't eaten my mother's dishes for a long time, so I think it's extra fragrant, so I ate more, Zheng Zichong felt that he was almost out of luck.
After cleaning up the meal, he and Zheng Lin lay on the sofa for a long time, but they still felt uncomfortable.
"Why did you break up with Su Xing?" Seeing that the person opposite had not spoken, Zheng Lin couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked directly.
Zheng Zichong felt strange, this matter should be known to the three roommates, they were not familiar with Zheng Lin, how could it reach his ears: "How do you know?" ”
This time it was Zheng Lin's turn to be speechless, rolled his eyes, and sneered: "Heh, people have changed the couple's avatars, and they have sent a star to return to the circle of friends in the universe, if I can't see how stupid I have to be." ”
In recent days, Zheng Zichong has obviously swiped the circle of friends, and he has never seen Su Xing post any news.
"Give me your phone." The only possibility is that you have been blocked, or deleted. In order to verify his thoughts, Zheng Zichong stretched out his hand to Zheng Lin and motioned for him to hand over the phone.
Zheng Zichong took the phone and clicked into Su Xing's circle of friends to take a look, and sure enough, it was so.
After throwing the phone back to Zheng Lin, Zheng Zichong directly closed his eyes and recuperated, too lazy to continue to deal with him.
Self-esteem and sensibility are competing with each other, Zheng Zichong didn't have the courage to speak, for fear that after being rejected, he would have to face the reality......
Zheng Zichong knows Su Xing too well, and there is very little room for redemption in what she decides.
If each other is destined to exist only in memory, how to let go?
If it is repaired, how to repair the cracks?
Is it as sweet as ever? Or is it a repeat of the past?
Between people, each has its own way home, how to force it to stay?