Chapter 180: The Mean

For three days and three nights in a row, Aunt Wang really never closed her eyes once. Wan Qian couldn't stand it anymore, and she also saw that Aunt Wang could be trusted, so she gave him some sleeping pills every night according to the doctor's instructions, so that the people who waited for him had the energy to fight a protracted battle with him.

I knew that Wan Huan's room had not been locked for many years, so I gently pushed it open and walked in, and Wan Huan slept very peacefully and sweetly under the dim light of the beans.

Aunt Wang didn't sleep to death, and opened her eyes when she heard me push the door.

"Don't move, I'll come in and have a look."

I stopped Aunt Wang from getting up, so she half-sat on the bed and chatted with me for a while.

"I slept very well!"

Aunt Wang smiled.

"He slept on his own."

Aunt Wang yawned.

"Mei doesn't go to sleep?"

"I can't sleep well."

I say. "I dreamed of him just now."

Aunt Wang laughed again. "Mei is always a good-hearted woman, just like our Miss Wan, but women are too merciful and usually have to suffer a lot. ”

I didn't want Aunt Wang to speak amazingly, quite Zen, I couldn't help but look at her more, but Aunt Wang was embarrassed, scratched her head to relieve her embarrassment, looked back at the person on the bed, and pouted. Say, "Oh he! I can't help myself when I sleep and dream. ”

I didn't know how to take it, so I had to retire silently, and the other thing was that I couldn't bear to disturb his world.

The Buddha said that one flower is one world, one leaf is one Bodhi. In the world of flowers and leaves, flowers and flowers, red men and green women, crazy men and women, everyone has a different fate script, and everyone can't escape their own role settings.

When I came out, I was more deeply exposed, and I couldn't help but feel that the night was a little cold. The hustle and bustle of the day is like the end of the scene, the tired birds return to the forest, the shadows of the trees in the dark, the red dust swaying, and the wind rests on the trees.

I don't know how many people can't sleep at night, tossing and turning alone in the wide double bed, and I don't know how many men and women who have their hearts in their hearts, can't sleep peacefully at night.

"Everyone is the same."

At some point, Wan Qian appeared behind me silently. I turned around and saw her holding a coral velvet coat in her hand and handing it to me.

"It's a little cold."

I say.

As he spoke, he took the clothes handed over by Wan Qian and put them on.

"Everybody has to face it."

Wan Qian said thoughtlessly, but I knew what she was talking about.

"yes!"

I replied.

"It's useless to try to face it."

"yes!"

Wan Qian replied.

"Unsatisfactory life is the norm, and we don't believe it. I always think that my life should be complete. In fact, unsatisfactory is the norm. When we face disappointment, we can hate it, we can defeat it, or we can be defeated by it, but we can't get rid of it forever. Only when such righteous knowledge and righteous thoughts are mentioned can there be hope in life. ”

In the night, I don't know how many involuntary deep sighs flowed.

"We always hope that everything will go well, but everything will never come to us. We hate to be unhappy in everything, but nine times out of ten, life is not satisfactory. Sometimes I also wonder if I expect something unsatisfactory every day

When love happens, accepting unsatisfactory is the norm, whether life can be a little better. ”

"Maybe!"

I stretched out my hand, but Wan Qian didn't take the comfort I handed over as planned. I think she probably didn't need my cold, pale comfort at this time. I shrugged my shoulders and retracted my sincerity.

"That Singapore's Rich Businessman ......"

Wan Qian groaned.

"I'd like to come up with an idea."

"Oh?"

I have reason to believe that this is the biggest piece of good news I've heard since I returned to the helm of Chang.

"How? Let's hear it. ”

I pretended to be calm and encouraged. I'm trying hard to make myself a qualified leader, and it's inconvenient to write my joys and sorrows on my face clearly. I'm not the same person I used to be, and I should try to change myself. Or to put it another way: force yourself to change.

Wan Qian was not in a hurry to explain it, the thin night and the dim light intertwined into an inexplicable light to envelop her entire face, her eyebrows and eyes were clear, and the side of her face was sharp, especially the skin that was about to burst, and the collagen in it was even about to come out.

Such a beauty!

I was amazed in my heart.

But it was difficult to suppress the thoughts in my heart: Su Bai, Xiao Ye, Wan Qian, who else is here?

I let out a long sigh in my heart. It's really a shame!

"Sleepy."

I turned around and said lightly to Wan Qian, Wan Qian learned from me, and shrugged her shoulders.

"Go back to sleep. During the day, we already think about these messy worries every day, and at night it should be our own time and space, and stop thinking about them. ”

The gaze that Wan Qian cast on my face was undisguised disdain.

"If only you could do it!"

I clenched the upper and lower rows of teeth tightly, my eyes widened, and I made a threatening gesture towards Wan Qian. The two of them giggled and walked towards the bedroom.

Sure enough, I couldn't sleep in bed, and I kept thinking about the at work. What kind of clever plan did Wan Qian come up with? But when he said it just now, it was not good to slap himself in the face. While I was thinking about it, there was a slight sound of the door.

I rolled over and got out of bed, opened the door, and with the faint light of the doorway I saw Wan Qian's eyes shining with a narrow light.

Wan Qian smiled.

"Can't sleep, can you?!"

I'm hard-mouthed.

"Who said that?"

Wan Qian made a gesture to leave.

"You can really sleep and I'm leaving?!"

"Let's go!"

But I didn't take the corner of my eye off her for a moment.

Wan Qian said go, but her feet followed my feet and swam like a fish to the bedside. I bent one leg and pillowed it under my ass. The two sat opposite each other.

Wan Qian's household curtains are not the kind of blackout cloth that can block the morning light tightly, and the white moonlight faintly shines through the night outside, and the interior is hazy.

"Actually, I don't have any clever tricks." Wan Qian said.

I didn't look at her, I answered the question. "That day, Zhang Ruolei said a word to me. He said that everyone will eventually compromise with their fate or their own desires.

Everyone will eventually become a slave to their own desires, and will do whatever it takes to achieve their own ends. He seems to be deliberately alluding to the fact that I've changed, or -----"

I looked up at Wan Qian.

"I'm changing."

I stood up, the thin curtains blowing in the soft, cold night breeze. I hugged my shoulders tightly. "I sometimes don't understand what I'm in a hurry to perform right now. Are you unwilling to be in a passive position after taking over? Or does it seem that I am less and less material for business, like a fool? Wan Qian. ”

I turned to face her, "I don't really understand what I want. ”

Wan Qian sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed straight, looking like an old monk who was not moving.

I saw that she had no intention of responding, so I had to continue with what I had just said.

"I thought about leaving, but I didn't know where I would end up after leaving. I don't like my current life, but I don't know what the life I've always wanted looks like. Most of the time, my heart is filled with loss and living pity for myself. But -----"

I hung my tired eyelids helplessly. "But I know that I'm not the worst one."

I turned around and seemed to pour out my thoughts to the endless darkness and night outside the window.

"You feel pathetic. But I don't think so. You have Wan Huan. You have conviction and you know what you want. But I ----"

I turned around again.

"I live so empty and lonely. I seem to have everything, but in fact, my heart, my whole being, is often empty, and I feel like I have nothing. You ------" I hesitated to look at Wan Qian. "Understood?"

In the haze, I saw Wan Qian shake her head slightly.

"I don't understand, and I don't want to understand. If I say you're innocent and moaning, you won't want to admit it. But when you don't have a meal, you don't have enough clothes or food, you know that all the sadness is actually useless. ”

Wan Qian's delicate and slender calves hung down on the edge of the bed, and in the next second, her whole person was already standing in front of me.

"Don't you believe in Buddhism? The Buddha said that there are five aggregates that are full of suffering. What is the five aggregates of blazing suffering, you should have more say than I do. The eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, mouth, mind, every thought that rises and falls, every person you see, every thing, every sound you hear, every smell you smell, will make you have countless joys, sorrows, worries, sorrows, pains and joys. These emotions, even good ones, torment you all the time. ”

Wan Qian's soft little hands rested lightly on the windowsill.

"It wasn't until later that I discovered that the most pervasive thing in the world is emotions, and the most useless ---- are emotions."

Wan Qian's words changed.

"I think you should think clearly first, not to mention in the shopping mall, the workplace, the battlefield, now the life scene is the theater, it is Vanity Fair, you must first think about what kind of role you want to play. Whether it's a wolf or a sheep, you have to choose one after all. You can't be a wolf or a wolf, a sheep or a sheep, and when the time comes, the sheep will not agree

You, the wolves don't agree with you, how can you have a sense of belonging? Dynasties and dynasties-----"

Wan Qian said, "The important ministers, generals, and civil officials of every dynasty are most afraid of standing on the wrong side. In fact, life also needs to stand in line. ”

"Life also needs to take sides."

I repeat this sentence silently.

"I used to read a phrase on the Internet."

"Oh?"

I faced Wan Qian.

"How should a woman deal with a man, and how can a woman not be hurt?"

In the dark, I can't ask with my eyes, and I think the way we communicate now depends entirely on the tacit understanding that I have built up with her for a long time.

"Endure it or be cruel."

Wan Qian smiled and responded briefly, her chest rising and falling high.

"I guess it's the same in life, there aren't so many golden means for us to choose from. It's like someone wants to be duplicitous, someone wants to be a wall-rider, and some men want to step on two boats. Is there a chance of success? Yes! But most of them will die miserably, grandma doesn't hurt, uncle doesn't love. ”

(End of chapter)