Chapter 430: Dude, Why Don't You Understand?

The wind blows and blows again. The wind is free, but the moment we are born as human beings, we will never have freedom again.

What exactly is freedom? Do we need true freedom? Since the Declaration of Independence in the United States, the whole world has never stopped advocating freedom, for which we have paid blood, wars, we have made laws, so many rules and regulations, but human beings still have not been truly free for a moment.

Chen Nian graduated from primary school, about to enter junior high school, we took him to the old town, Mason also went with us, the old small house has changed hands, the whole town has changed slightly, the other end of the city is still the city, in the urban and rural boundaries are becoming less and less obvious today, as if everything has no boundary.

Chen Nian went to his mother's grave, we went to his former school again, met his former teacher, everything was peaceful, on the way back, Chen Nian cried, watching him burst into tears, I knew that he had really left his hometown from that moment.

Everyone has their hometown in their hearts, and everyone has their own full moon in their hearts. The real departure and renunciation must begin with the renunciation and renunciation of the heart.

Just like Wan Qian and Mr. Jin, they have been separated for so many years, and they may not really leave for a moment. And what about me and Zhang Ruolei?

Mr. Zhou appeared very suddenly, he came that day, it was still my former residence, I opened the door, and I saw him, Mr. Zhou has not changed much, but the sideburns are starry, reminding him and me, we are all old.

I was surprised.

"Old ...... Oh, Mr. Zhou. ”

Mr. Zhou's late night visit, coupled with the fact that he hadn't seen him for many years, "Hurry up, come in." "I let Mr. Zhou go indoors, made tea, the tea is green tea, very fragrant, the tea mist comes up, the mist is diffused, the aroma is also diffused, the fragrance comes to the nose, people can't help but be sure.

The two sat on either side, but they didn't know where to start. A few years ago, in the unfinished wedding, we climbed the mountain together, and then he was pitted, and Mrs. Su seemed to be involved in it, and caught him in an urn, and everyone thought that he would not turn over again.

Now he's reappeared, and he seems to be doing just fine. The true heroes of this world are probably like this, no matter what kind of bottom life throws them at, they can always climb up on their own.

"Okay?" He asked me.

"Okay." I say. "What about you?" I asked.

"It's fine." He said.

"Tell me how you got here?" I wanted to ask, but I didn't. He wanted to say, and naturally he would. I finally understand why people are no longer keen to talk about their past after the vicissitudes of life, those bitterness that is not enough for outsiders, those entanglements and struggles in the dark night, the embarrassment and hardships in those old times, even if there are thousands of hardships, after all, they are all in the past, and the hurdles in the past are not hurdles.

If you say it, you will be hypocritical.

"How long will you be back?" I asked.

"I'm not going to go. The old house has just been bought and is being rebuilt. ”

"Gain and loss?" I asked.

Lao Zhou shook his head, "No, it's old, hang on it." ”

The next day went his old age

House, sure enough, exactly the same as a few years ago, a brick and a tile, a pavilion, a pavilion on the first floor, a grass and a tree, so similar to before, Lao Zhou sat in the middle of the courtyard like many years ago, there was a tea table in front of him, and after a while a young and beautiful girl came out of it, it was about twenty years old, she looked so good-looking, Lao Zhou introduced to me, Xiao A must be Xiao B, in short, the words are unknown.

We talked about the old things, and the little girl couldn't interject, and then she asked for a favor and wanted to go out on her own. I looked at the girl's back and said to him, "Such a young girl is not fit to be trapped here, and I want to suffocate her."

Lao Zhou laughed, and within a few days, the girl next to him changed to the same or younger one.

Lao Zhou did not shy away from me here, he said, people are old, the days are counted, all the things you want become concrete, true or false is no longer important, right and wrong, black and white hurt or warmth is no longer important, is to pass the time.

Life is to pass the time, everything you want, time is given to you in the end, or not given to you, and the final result is a ------ death.

Therefore, people don't have to take life too seriously.

I found out that he originally came to Zhang Ruolei to be a lobbyist.

"Have you ever loved me?" I asked him. We almost got married.

Lao Zhou never seemed to think that I would ask such a question, he looked at me, very cramped, I raised my head slightly, raised my eyebrows to look at him, and then turned my head sideways for a moment and continued to look at him. Laugh.

I finally understand that everyone may only love one person in their life, and when you really love someone, it must happen when you don't know what love is, love has a quota, it is really a luxury, it is really loved by a person sincerely, it is a creation.

Later we have desires, expectations, and needs, but we no longer have love. We can be with 10,000 people, but there is always only one person we love, and everyone only has one chance to truly love someone once in their life.

Lao Zhou, the moment I met him a few years ago, he had already used up his quota.

I wonder why he became Zhang Ruolei's lobbyist, there must be a deal behind it, and I wonder how much I am worth, or whether my value comes from the added value of two Zhang Ruolei's own flesh and blood.

Lao Zhou didn't hide it, and told him that Zhang Ruolei was bleeding, but why didn't he come to me by himself and tell me that he still loves me and wants to be with me. Reminisce with me about the past, the countless weekends on which we ran on the highway out of town and back to the city, sometimes he was silent, sometimes he looked at me for a long time, and when we first met, he was keen to play tricks on me.

I haven't forgotten, in fact, it's not unforgivable, but I just don't have such a strong desire to live with him for the rest of my life. A woman's true independence starts from the psyche, and the heart rises for a long time, and then comes to the body and behavior.

I remember watching a movie by Ms. Jiang Wenli many years ago----- "Lichun". The single men and women there are still criticized by the society, people want to be single, and it is so difficult to make this decision alone, drama

The heroine is called Wang Cailing, in fact, she has loved people, but people think she smokes, they don't love her, she once committed suicide for love, of course, she also lied, obviously the other party didn't love her, she told others that the other party loved her to death, and later became Chen Shimei.

Home.

But what is the best destination for a woman?

Everyone's destination can only be themselves.

I finally understood that love and marriage are two different things, and loving someone and living together are two different things, as if my mother had told me about this, but I felt that she didn't understand me, she didn't understand young people, everything in her time, including her thinking, was outdated, I never thought that the concept of being outdated itself carries some kind of worldly prejudice.

All the elements that are popular in the fashion circle are turned over and over again, they are all old stalks of the past, and if you fry them, you will start to do so again after the Paris Fashion Week show.

What is popular? What does it mean to be outdated.

If you don't run with the wind, it's fashionable.

I applied for a degree and went to university abroad. No one knew about the process, until everything was settled, Zhang Ruolei didn't come over to question me, nor did he come to keep me, I said goodbye to them before leaving.

Chen Nian said to Mason, Mom, I will miss you.

Then come and see me. It's not the end of the earth. You also have holidays.

I finally understood that people are born to always want to have a reunion, but the best skill that people eventually learn in their lives is to learn to say goodbye and know how to separate.

Chen Nian is more transparent than Mason in this regard, of course, perhaps because Chen Nian was born and passively accepted countless separations, first with his mother, and then with his Chen mother. He behaved indifferently here, but Mason couldn't cry like that, fortunately, he had Zhang Ruolei, Adong, and Wan Qian and Wan Huan at that time, who were also by his side.

Children are forgetful, not to mention that now that technology is developed, we can video anytime and anywhere, and I can also fly back to China.

Halfway through the meal, I went out to the bathroom, turned a corner, and went to another corridor, where I heard Zhang Ruolei and Adong talking.

"Why don't you keep her?" Ah Dong asked.

"I can't stay. Why don't you try it? Zhang Ruolei asked rhetorically.

"Me?" Ah Dong smiled, "I've never played the male lead, and the spare tire doesn't count." ”

"Then let her go?" Ah Dong asked again.

"Let her go." Zhang Ruolei replied. "When she wants to come back, she will come back. She hadn't thought through a single question, and it was useless to leave her behind. ”

I smiled, it seemed that Zhang Ruolei knew me better. I turned back to the private room and saw the table full of bustling.

The plane is 30,000 feet high, and on the other side of life, there may be surprises waiting for me. I sat on the plane and looked out through the porthole, and the sky was finally as blue as a wash, and the clouds were like cotton wool, so close to the sky, I wondered if it was the true height of the soul.

I rested my head in my seat, and a flight attendant came over and asked what we needed to drink, and I asked for a glass of pure water.

The water was very sweet, remembering the conversation between Zhang Ruolei and Adong at the corner of the middle corridor of the send-off banquet.

"You're not afraid that she'll give me a twenty-year-old

Foreign stick boys? I grass, those young men abroad eat raw meat, and Oriental women have a fatal attraction to them, her subtle beauty. The American guy is in great health and is so enthusiastic and unrestrained. ”

Zhang Ruolei smiled, "Why are you talking about this?" You really didn't do anything to me? I've made arrangements over there, and I'll fly over at once if there's any wind or grass. ”

"What are you flying there for? Sworn sovereignty? People are no longer your territory. You're divorced. ”

"Cao, that's Gao Tiancheng divorced her, what does it have to do with me?"

"Big brother, did you forget? Zhang Ruolei also divorced her. Wan Qian has not broken off her engagement with Mr. Jin until now. ”

"Ah, yes."

I laughed.

"Miss, you look so good when you smile." Someone accosted me in broken Chinese. I looked back, not to mention, what a blonde and blue-eyed foreign awesome boy.

I subconsciously looked around, "I'm in my forties, I can't be called Miss, let's call Lady." ”

"Nope. In our country, as long as a woman is not married, she can be called a young lady. I see that you are not wearing a wedding ring. ”

I reached out, looked at my ring finger, and smiled and talked to him.

"You say this? Ring? Ha ha. However, the word Miss China does not necessarily mean good. ”

"Oh, really?" The foreigner laughed, showing a mouthful of small white teeth, "I really don't know, is there anything else?" Can you explain it to me. ”

"Yes." I say. I'm interested.

Xiao Han said, in your bones, you are a three-eight.

Well, I'll admit, I'm a three-eight.

At this time, someone from behind came over and patted the foreigner on the shoulder, "Dude, if you don't understand anything, I'll explain it to you." ”

(End of chapter)