"You...... Are you here to find Yang Qian? Not long after, an old woman staggered out of the room, she glanced at Chen Fei, and saw that he was brightly dressed, about the same age as Yang Qian, and she had a bottom in her heart.

"Si'er, call your sister and ask her to come back early after work, there are guests at home."

"I know, Mom, I asked my eldest sister to go to the vegetable market to bring some pork back, there are guests here, there is meat to eat."

Chen Fei originally thought that this was Yang Qian's grandmother, but he didn't expect that as soon as the old woman opened her mouth, she was startled by Yang Qian's mother.

He smiled awkwardly and handed the fruit in his hand forward, "I'm a classmate of Yang Qian University, I came in a hurry, so I brought some fruit......

"Where to put it!"

The old woman glanced at Chen Fei again, and this time the time to look was slightly longer than the last time.

She has sallow skin, two white hair tufted in her ears, and she looks like an old man in her sixties and seventies, her face is full of wrinkles, and she can't see the joys, sorrows, and sorrows in her heart.

Chen Fei stood uneasily to the side, holding fruit in his hand, neither standing nor sitting.

"Si'er, come out and bring the fruit in, don't steal it!"

"Ahh And fruit, okay! ”

As soon as the two of them finished talking, a young girl in her early teens rushed out of the room wearing a pair of summer slippers, and she did not wear socks on her feet, so she was exposed in the winter air.

She smiled at Chen Fei, snatched the fruit from his hand, and scurried back into the house.

The old woman had a pile of cardboard boxes in her hands and a pair of scissors in her arms, and she struggled to put them on the ground, flattened them with her feet, and built them with scissors, and pulled a ball of plastic rope out of her pocket, trying to tie them together.

Chen Fei glanced around, the place against the wall outside the corridor was full of all kinds of waste products, and there was a pedal four-wheeled bicycle next to it.

He gradually had a vague concept in his mind, this is a poor family, raising four daughters, and subsidizing the family by dumping waste products.

Thinking about the bits and pieces of Mo Xiaobai's past relationship with Yang Qian, except for the ruthlessness of worshipping money and breaking up, it seems that there are no other shortcomings.

Diligence, stinginess, housekeeping, thrift, and other impressions related to Yang Qian rose from my heart bit by bit.

The deepest impression is that after the two confirmed their relationship in the freshman year, Mo Xiaobai gave Yang Qian a dress, and she wore it for four years, until the two broke up.

I thought it was her nostalgia, but now that I think about it, I'm afraid it's the best skirt she has.

A heavy thing blocked Chen Fei's throat, making him a little breathless.

What he saw at this moment seemed to be slowly overturning his understanding of Yang Qian.

Could this be the reason why the task was not completed?

The last regret in Mo Xiaobai's heart still falls on Yang Qian?

"Ouch......"

With a soft shout, Chen Fei's thoughts were pulled back to reality, and he saw the old woman carrying a cardboard box to the carriage of the bicycle, but unfortunately the bicycle was nearly half a meter high from the ground, and after lifting it several times, it failed to do so.

Chen Fei was clever, he didn't think of anything in his mind, and directly stepped forward to take the cardboard box in the old woman's hand and carefully put it into the carriage.

The old woman stood in place and gasped for a few breaths, her face softened slightly, she patted the small bazaar on the ground, and said softly to Chen Fei: "Your surname is Mo, right?" Have you been with the boss in college? Later, it was awkward, didn't it? ”

The old woman looked at Chen Fei embarrassedly to speak, and a look of wisdom flashed on her face.

She sighed and said, "It's all fate, the boss of our family is a very good girl, and the fault is that he gave birth to the wrong family." ”

After the old woman threw down these words, she trembled and felt back into the house, leaving Chen Fei squatting alone on a gray pony in bright clothes, feeling unspeakably uncomfortable.

"By the way, the boss is coming back soon, you go to the door to pick it up."

Chen Fei knew that this was a private contact opportunity for the old woman to create for him, and he didn't refuse, originally came here this time to find Yang Qian.

Chen Fei returned to the door of the community in a daze, his thoughts fluctuated, and he was not happy to see that the other party was not having a good time after the breakup.

This emotion is very complicated, and I can't explain it for a while.

The doorman who had just helped him guide the way came out of nowhere, he held a cigarette in one hand, leaned against the pillar with his shoulders in his arms, showed a mouthful of yellow teeth, and asked playfully, "You are the object of Yang Qian's university, right?" Why did you come to the door now, this girl is handsome, and there are many rich sons chasing her? You have to be careful. ”

Somehow, Chen Fei felt a burst of disgust from the bottom of his heart for this kind of melon-eating crowd that was not a big deal to see the excitement, he ignored the other party, took out a cigarette from his arms alone, lit it a few times before lighting it, and just took a puff, he was choked and coughed again and again.

"Here, the Yang girl is back." The doorman reminded him kindly, and retracted the guard's room with a very eye-catching look, leaving the outside space for the two of them.

Chen Fei threw away the cigarette, stepped on it a few times, and as soon as he looked up, he saw a young woman in an OL suit with a good figure walking from the crosswalk on the side of the road carrying a plastic bag.

The long hair that had been loosened was tied back of his head, and he was wearing a white shirt inside, with light makeup on his face, and the corners of his eyes staring at the ground, and his face showed a hint of exhaustion struggling for life.

Chen Fei didn't know how to speak, but the other party had already discovered him, and as soon as the bag in his hand was loosened, it fell directly to the ground, and the person was stunned in place.

A hint of surprise flashed in Yang Qian's eyes, and then she carefully took it back.

Regret it?

From the moment she recognized Director Wang's trick of deception, she decisively rejected the other party, and it lasted until the day before she returned to her hometown, she was fantasizing that Chen Fei could go back to her.

But what I heard was the news that the other party went to participate in the voice, and then after the show was broadcast, Mo Xiaobai became angry.

The gap between the two is getting bigger and bigger, and the disappointment in Yang Qian's heart is getting bigger and bigger, as Chen Fei continues to improve, she also feels that the little possibility left is infinitely close to zero.

After returning to the small county town, he faced his sick mother, his father, who worked hard all day in obscurity on the construction site, and his three younger sisters who were going to school.

As the boss, she is duty-bound to take on the burden of supporting her family.

Firewood, rice, oil and salt, going to and from work, from a college student who welcomes the high-ranking students, has gradually become a small clerk struggling for life.

She began to care about the price of vegetables every day, which supermarket did the event discount, what to eat at night, and occasionally the entertainment news to see if she could find information related to Mo Xiaobai from above.

Regret it?

At some point, I regret it.

When I can't sleep in the dead of night, when I am introduced by some enthusiastic elders, when I keep bragging about how good others are, and when I connect with my former classmates.

If I had been more patient and persistent at that time, I might have seen another sky and another scenery.