Today is a sunny day, thousands of miles in the sky, only a few white clouds are drifting with the wind, so that the sun can wander freely between the heaven and the earth. The sun is also gentle, for fear of disturbing the world, when it falls, it only brings a little warmth, not scorching, plus the breeze as a companion, such weather is really rare and good.

Instead of huddling up at home, people are wading their days, but opening their windows to welcome the sunshine, or simply stepping out of their homes to enjoy this sunny day. In the streets and alleys, there are men and women laughing in twos and threes, couples with strong affection and sweetness, and there are also warm and beautiful families.

Qian wants to walk on such a street, which seems out of place. He was alone, gray-haired, and every step seemed like stepping on an empty place, unable to step on the ground, and always felt that he would step into the abyss of hell next.

He was really old and tired after not walking far, but he kept walking, and he remembered turning the corner in front of him to a small park where he could sit on a bench and rest for a while.

He hadn't been to that park in a long time. After all, where did he look at a little-known small park in the past? It had taken him most of his time to go out of high-class places every day and meet all kinds of celebrities, and he didn't even think about going for a walk in the park.

Today, he didn't have to go to any high-end places, and no celebrities wanted to meet him, he finally had time to go for a walk in the park, but only he could understand how sad each step was.

More than ten minutes later, Qian Xiang saw the park. It is indeed a very ordinary park, with flowers and plants dotted on both sides of the road, artificially planted trees fluttering a few sparse leaves, and the cement and brick paved paths have been trampled countless times, and they are already a little dilapidated.

Qian Xiang shook his head, walked into the park with some reluctance, and found a nearby bench to sit down. He wondered: how could so many people be willing to come to such an ordinary little park? He looked at the people who came and went, and felt inexplicable, especially when people smiled, and he felt contempt from the bottom of his heart.

Soon, he wondered if he would one day be like these people, degraded into this humble park? Or, more humble? Qian wanted to think about it, and his thoughts couldn't help but go back to earlier. He shuddered, and finally leaned back in his chair a little tiredly, and fell into a deep sleep.

He had a dream that he was saying goodbye to his family with his bags and leaving for a foreign country, and that he was living in a low-rent house and worrying about his next meal...... I don't know how long it took, Qian Xiang woke up and broke out in a cold sweat.

That was his life in the past, he left his hometown and came to L City to work hard, he was blinded, he did dirty and tiring work, and he was hungry to the point of stomach pain...... Do you want to go back to the way you used to live? Qian Xiang couldn't stop thinking in his heart.

He was so engrossed that he didn't hear the whispering in his ear. It wasn't until the cold sweat on his forehead was gently wiped away that he suddenly realized.

"You are?" Qian Xiang looked at the old woman with a shy face holding a handkerchief beside her.

"What? Don't know me anymore? The old woman silently withdrew her handkerchief, tilted her head, and left only the back of her head for money.

The old woman was a little blessed, wearing a big red flower dress, thick, wrapping herself like a big zongzi, and it looked a little warm in this slightly cold night. But in Qian Xiang's view, the big red flower is no different from the rotten vegetable leaves in the vegetable market.

Qian Xiang rubbed his eyebrows and said, "I'm not in the mood to play games with you." ”

When the old woman heard this, she was anxious, she turned around, looked at Qian Xiang seriously, and asked, "You really don't know me anymore." ”

In the dark night, the old woman's eyes were shining with tears, crystal clear, revealing sadness and disappointment. Such tears flashed many times in Qian Yu's memories, but now it is a little difficult to dig them out again.

After a while, Qian Yucai muttered, "Li Ling? ”

Li Ling wiped her tears: "Do you want to think about it for so long?" It seems that an old woman like me is really not as good as that Hua Miaoyang who can serve men. ”

Qian Xiang snorted coldly, turned his face, and didn't bother to look at Li Ling's crying appearance: "What are you doing?" After all these years, you still can't fix this problem. I know to cry all day long. ”

"Blame me, blame me! It's getting late, why don't you just ......" Li Ling sniffled, stopped crying, pulled the suit of the desire for money, and asked cautiously.

Qian Xiang was annoyed without warning, he shook off Li Ling, and his five fingers were wide open and wanted to fan down. Li Ling didn't dodge or dodge, just looked at him with begging eyes, still grabbed the suit of Qian Ling, and said: "I don't mean anything else, you always have to find a place to settle down, don't you?" ”

"You don't have to worry about it, I have my own way." Qian wanted to push Li Ling away, turned around and left. Li Ling was behind, trembling and following. The two old men were still noisy and shouting all the way like grumpy children.

Li Ling took small steps, not fast, but just chased after the desire for money: "People say that a husband and wife are a hundred days, you and I have been in a relationship for so many years, although they finally broke up, why are you so ruthless?" Come back with me, where do you sleep at such a late hour? ”

Qian Xiang said angrily: "What do you mean? Knowing that I was down, he came to ridicule me, didn't he? And back 100 days, I'm bah! ”

Li Ling cried and explained: "No, no, no, I'm worried about you, I really didn't ridicule you." ”

"Crying, you know crying, what else will you do except shed tears? Do you think I'm going to believe you? Qian Xiang's old face was red with anger, and he wanted to leave quickly, but he couldn't take a quick step.

Tossed and turned, Qian was taken away by Li Ling angrily. The two of them still quarreled with me one by one, and came to a small apartment. As soon as Li Ling took out the key and was about to open the door, she heard the sound of the lock being opened. I saw a man and a woman hurriedly pushing open the door and preparing to come out of the house.

When the four of them met at the door, they were all stunned, and they didn't know what to say for a while. In the end, Li Ling broke the awkward silence, she dragged the money to the house, and said, "Come in, I'm home." ”

Qian Xiang still had a cold face, muttered in his mouth, and reluctantly walked into the house. A three-bedroom and one-living room, a house of 100 square meters, is already a good place for many people to live, but for money, it is really pitiful.

Li Ling waved her hand, greeted the couple who were still hanging at the door, and said, "What are you still doing in a daze?" Come and pour the tea. ”

The man turned around and looked at Qian Ling, his mood was quite complicated, he wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to call it, so he could only turn his head to look at Li Ling and said, "Mom, why don't you run out without saying a word to us?" It's so late, how dangerous it is for you to be an old man outside! ”

Li Ling waved her hand and said, "I'm not old enough to go out and report to you, so hurry up and pour tea." ”

At this time, the woman who had been silent suddenly shouted: "Don't fall! Who is going to pour tea for such people! With that, he shook his head and walked into his room. The slamming sound of the door slammed like a hammer on Li Ling's heart, and also knocked on the majesty of the desire for money that could not be offended.

Qian Xiang's old face immediately collapsed, covered with dark clouds: "You just talk to your biological father like this?" He looked at the closed door, his angry face became more and more unnatural, and at last he could only snort coldly, hang his head, and no longer look at the house.

Li Ling smiled bitterly: "Yaoyao has this temper, you know." ”

Qian Xiang was silent and didn't say a word.

The man sighed and said, "I'll pour tea." After a while, the two cups of tea were respectfully put on the coffee table by him, and then he left quietly, and in the living room, only Qian Xiang and Li Ling, the former couple, were left.

Li Ling hugged a blanket and said with a smile: "Is it cold?" Do you want to cover it? ”

Qian Xiang shook his head: "It's just autumn, what kind of blanket to cover?" ”

"I'm weak, I'm afraid of the cold at night, have you forgotten?" Li Ling leaned closer to Qian Xiang and said.

"How are they?" Qian Xiang asked.

"Hehehe, Ah Yun has a girlfriend, and he is going to get married next year, Yaoyao just graduated from university, and he is still looking for a job." Li Ling said with a smile.

Qian Xiang nodded, his voice was flat and depressed, as if he was pressing something: "It's good...... Very good. ”

"Huh."

"I'll leave tomorrow."

Li Ling's smile gradually stiffened, the corners of her hooked mouth slowly drooped, she didn't speak, just drank tea silently. Beside her, Qian Xiang tightened the suit on his body, leaning back in the chair and falling asleep.

Soon, Qian Xiang fell asleep, and his old face looked very quiet, and it was hard to imagine that such a face would be so terrible when he was awake. Li Ling covered Qian Xiang with a blanket, and she fell asleep leaning on him. She knew that Qian wanted to go to the room to sleep, so she had to stay here with him, she didn't think it was strange, in her opinion, this was what she should do, even if they were no longer husband and wife.

This night, Qian Xiang slept soundly, and his whole body was warm. But Li Ling couldn't sleep, she was dreaming......

In her dream, she attended the wedding of her son Li Feiyun. A couple of newlyweds served tea in front of her, and the daughter-in-law called her mother a little shyly. She smiled and agreed, sending blessings to the newlyweds, watching them exchange rings and vows.

Li Yaoyao, who had been unemployed for a long time, finally found a job, and she used the first pot of gold she earned to buy a jade bracelet for her mother Li Ling. Li Ling was very angry and blamed Li Yaoyao for spending money indiscriminately, but she still put on the bracelet and never took it off again.

Li Feiyun and his wife gave birth to a fat boy, and the whole family was busy thinking of a name for him. Li Yaoyao fell in love with a quiet poor boy, Li Ling didn't want to say anything, and it wasn't until the final wedding that she answered the poor boy's mother with a flat mouth......

The dream is very beautiful, but Li Ling always feels that something is missing, which makes her feel so cold and cold this day. The sky was completely bright, and the golden sun was like the eyes of a god, sacred and beautiful, looking at the world. Under such gaze, some people get up early to welcome new students, and some people sleep in yesterday's sleep and do not want to wake up.

Sleeping money is afraid of the second group of people. This night, he slept very deeply and soundly, and a long-lost familiarity made him let go of everything, and the whole person lay loosely on the sand, and slept until dawn.

"Old money, old money?" Li Ling screamed a few times tentatively, but Qian Xiang just smashed his mouth and didn't react. Li Ling looked at the breakfast that had been set on the table and smiled: "It seems that I am really tired." ”

Li Ling sat next to Qian Xiang, quietly looked at Qian Xiang, and didn't speak, just looked at it, as if she could dispel this grinding time. I don't know how long it took, Li Ling saw Qian Xu's eyelashes tremble, and after a while, a pair of hazy old eyes slowly opened.

"Old money, wake up?" Li Ling smiled, got up and stepped forward to help Qian Qian and get up. Qian Xiang frowned, waved his hand to block Li Ling, and sat up on the sofa by himself. Li Ling sat back in her chair silently.

Qian Xiang rubbed his eyebrows and said, "What time is it?" ”

"It's still early, it's only past eight o'clock, let's go wash up first, the toothbrush and towel are ready for you." I'm going to warm up breakfast by the way......" Li Ling chattered as she went to the table to clean up her breakfast.

Qian Xiang lowered his head and cleared his mind a little, he stood up, walked towards the door, and then gently closed the door and left the room. Li Ling, who was holding breakfast, looked at this scene in a daze, the preserved egg and lean porridge in her hand was still exuding residual warmth, and her heart was gradually getting cold.

Qian wanted to get out of the neighborhood and continue to wander the streets. He has always loved cleanliness, and he ran out into the street without washing for the first time, he didn't dare to look up, for fear of being found with a dirty face, and he didn't dare to speak, so he could only be like a fugitive, sneakily shuttling through the flow of people.

As far back as I can remember, there should have been a public toilet nearby. Qian Xiang thought so in his heart. He traced his vague memories and found the old public toilet. He was delighted, quickened his pace, and walked towards the public toilet.

As soon as I arrived at the door, a familiar figure came into view.

"Li Ling?"

"You're going to be here." Li Ling handed over a small bag and said with a smile.

Qian wanted to open his mouth and wanted to speak, but he couldn't spit out a word, he couldn't understand why Li Ling appeared here. Li Ling saw his doubts and explained: "You love cleanliness, you won't just go to the street, you will definitely find a place to wash your face, and this is the nearest public toilet to my house." ”

Qian Xiang looked at the towels, toothbrushes and toothpaste in the bag, and was speechless for a moment.

"Let's go, wash up, let's go to breakfast." Li Ling ignored the surprise of the desire for money and stuffed the bag into his hand.

Qian Xiang walked into the public toilet in a daze, washing a little sluggishly, and it was not until the towel wiped his old face that he was relieved a little. Since yesterday there was nothing, and now washing in the public toilet, Qian Xiang feels like he has experienced the most ridiculous thing in his life.

He put away the toiletries, walked out of the public toilet, and handed the bag to Li Ling: "Why?" We've been divorced for twenty years. ”

Li Ling smiled: "Yes, I haven't gone to breakfast together for twenty years." Let's go, go eat your favorite wonton noodles? ”

Qian Xiang shrugged: "Whatever." ”

"You take the money, and later, you pay." Li Ling took out her wallet, stuffed it in the pocket of his suit, and smiled smartly. With that smile, the wrinkles unfolded, intertwined in the eyes of Qian Desire, outlining all kinds of pasts.

……

"Xiaoling, what, let's go for a walk today, and go home when we're done, I'll make you something to eat, okay?"

"That's so troublesome, the wonton noodles on the corner are amazing, let's try it together, don't you like it the most?"

"That...... I ......"

"I didn't ...... Money? ”

"How could it be...... I...... I just didn't bring it. ”

"Bring it! Isn't it in your pocket? ”

Qian Xiang looked at the wallet that had not been completely stuffed into Li Ling's pocket, his nose was slightly sour, he hugged Li Ling, and said in a choked voice: "In the future, I will have everything, and then share it with you." ”

"It's too much, it's good to have you." Li Ling leaned on Qian Xu's chest and smiled happily.

……

Li Ling stretched out her hand and shook it in front of Qian Ling, and asked a little nervously, "Old money, old money?" ”

Qian Xiang suddenly nodded and said, "Then let's go, go, go eat wonton noodles." ”

Looking at Qian Ling's stunned appearance, Li Ling couldn't help laughing. The two walked side by side, not holding hands like when they were young, just walking simply, there was nothing sweet, but there was a unique nature.

Qian Xiang talked about the glorious history of the development of his golden armor, and Li Ling chattered about the growth of his children. Unrelated topics are interspersed, but there is no sense of disobedience.

After a while, the two came to the shop and ordered a bowl of wonton noodles. Wonton is an ordinary wonton, and the noodles are also ordinary noodles, and the two did not eat any taste of first love, but the soup base has a strong flavor.

Perhaps this is the truest taste. The two of them ate slowly, not in a hurry, as if they were chewing on this long time, and every bit of it was going back and forth between the two.

A bowl of noodles, the two of them ate for nearly half an hour, and finally half a bowl of thick soup was wafting with fragrance. Qian Xiang wiped his mouth and said, "It's not as good as the previous one." ”

Li Ling also nodded in agreement: "Well, the taste is too strong......"

Li Ling still wanted to say something, but her words were only stuck in her mind and she couldn't spit them out. Qian Xiang stood up, put down his wallet, and said in a deep voice, "I'm leaving." Go back. ”

Li Ling ignored the wallet, just raised her head and looked at Qian Xiang calmly, and said, "Where do you want to go?" ”

"You don't have to worry about the rest of the matter. I'm going to find Yu Ruhai, and I'm going to take back what belongs to me. Go back. "If you want to wave your hand, you want to leave.

Li Ling stretched out her hand suddenly, grabbed Qian Xu's arm, smiled, and said, "Okay, I'll go with you." Li Ling said very softly, but very firmly, as tightly as her hand grasping Qian Ling.

"Don't you understand what I mean? Leave me alone, I can do it alone, and I will definitely take back everything that belongs to me. Qian Xiang shouted.

Facing the history of Qian Desire, Li Ling did not give in, and as soon as she stretched out her hand, she grabbed Qian Desire's arm tightly, and said angrily: "What can you do alone? The Golden Armor has gone out of business, and you are no longer the richest man in the world. Now that you are penniless, what can you do? ”

"You! What did you say? You repeat? ”

A fire burned in Qian Ling's heart, which made his old face red, he shook off Li Ling's hand and slapped him with his backhand: "You dare to say that about me?" You dare to question me? I tell you, I will get what I want! Wealth, power, women, everything is mine! How could I be penniless? How can it be? ”

Li Ling fell to the ground, covering her flushed face, and tears flowed down again without fighting: "Wake up!" Money lust, you are just a person, you are not a god! Think about what you've done all these years? Annexed the drug supply of the entire L city, and one dominated. Yes, you make a lot of money, but how many people you have offended, do you know yourself? ”

"What's so strange about that? Doing business is to make a profit, profit is the only criterion for us businessmen, I am just pursuing the maximization of profits, and then I become the most successful person, who is qualified not to recognize me? Qian Xiang opened his blood-colored pupils, he was over half a hundred years old like an old lion, angry and angry, and the aftermath was still there.

"That's why you're going to end up like this!" Li Ling lowered her head slowly, not daring to show her disappointed eyes, she didn't dare to imagine what would happen when the man in front of her saw that kind of look.

Li Ling took a deep breath and said, "Do you remember what Dad said to us when he died?" Doing business for profit is not against righteousness, have you done it? In the development of the Golden Armor, there have been many dirty transactions, you know best in your own heart. ”

Qian Xiang clenched his fists and sneered: "If you don't mention it, I will almost forget that doing business is a dirty transaction." ”

After speaking, Qian Xiang ignored Li Ling, who fell to the ground in pain, turned around and left, and disappeared into Li Ling's teary-eyed blurred vision.

Li Ling sat on the ground and cried, ignoring the strange eyes of passers-by, and ignoring the helpless comfort of the wonton shop owner. She has been a crying person since she was a child, and before she met Qian Desire, she sprinkled her tears on herself, and she began to cry for others when she knew that man.

She didn't know if she was right to insist. Maybe she should have stopped her tears when she saw the divorce agreement twenty years ago, but twenty years later, she is still crying for this man.

Qian Xiang, who walked resolutely, had a cold face, very cold, like wearing an ice mask. He couldn't hear the cry behind him, but he knew that the crying woman must be crying. He has to keep a cold face before he can be ruthless and chase his desires. He also thought about staying and enjoying that bland coarse tea and light meal.

It's not that Qian Lust doesn't like this, he likes it very much, but he doesn't think it's enough. Just a bowl of wonton noodles is far from enough, he wants more, more, so he has been chasing and fighting all his life, just like he is now striding on the street.