Chapter 9 The Most Memorable Birthday
Because you have to wait for the hardware store next door to quit the lease before you can sign the lease contract with the landlord, the renovation of the "Flowing Year" can only start in mid-September. The incident happened suddenly, and Ji Xiaoou had to call all the customers who had prepaid cards one by one to apologize, and promised to give away another discount when it reopened. Fortunately, the majority of reasonable customers understand Ji Xiaoou's experience and are willing to wait for the "year of water" to reopen. When encountering someone who was not easy to talk to, Ji Xiaoou did not instigate it, and immediately agreed to refund.
She had been busy all morning before she had almost finished the call, and there was only one name left on the list: Fontia. She knew that Fontia was not so easy to deal with, so she saved it until the end.
Sure enough, as soon as she heard Ji Xiaoou say that she would close the store for two months, Fang Niya shouted: "Then what should I do?" No, no, the sun spots on my face have just receded a little, and as soon as I stop, won't all my efforts be lost? β
Ji Xiaoou said: "Yes. Why don't I introduce you to a reliable beauty salon where you go and do it first? β
"Don't go, other stores don't have your mother in charge, I can't believe it. Otherwise, Ji Xiaoou, you're fine lately anyway, come to my house and do it, and I'll pay for the carriage and horses. β
Ji Xiaoou didn't want to set this precedent with customers, but she couldn't stop Fang Niya from making a few phone calls a day, thinking that she only had one time a week, so she reluctantly agreed.
Fanya's home is not far from the "Year of Water". It was the first time for Ji Xiaoou to walk into this community. In the concrete forest of high-rise buildings in the East Fourth Ring Road, the French plane trees on the side of the boulevard in the community are simply dazzlingly green. Deep in the green, there are several milky yellow townhouses.
In Beijing at the beginning of September, although there are still "autumn tigers" attacking, in the door and window open indoors, the wind sweeps through the gauze curtains and drives straight in, which is enough to feel the coolness of autumn. Sitting in the spacious living room of the Fang family's nearly 100 square meters, savoring the homemade sour plum soup that had just been taken out of the refrigerator, Ji Xiaoou really felt the benefits of RMB.
Seeing Fontia's skin clearly, she understood why Fontia had to let her come to the house as soon as possible. Although Fanya's facial features are plain, her skin has always been very good, clean and plump, white and powdery, not at all like a thirty-year-old person, but now she has a layer of whiteheads the size of a grain of rice on her forehead and chin.
Ji Xiaoou chatted while doing a deep skin cleansing for her: "Sister Nia, have you eaten too many sweets recently?" Look at these whiteheads, I'm afraid it will take a month to go down. What do I usually tell you, you must quit sugar and oil. No matter what happens, you can't mess with your own face! β
Fang Niya, who was covered with massage cream on her face, didn't make a sound for a long time, and after a while, the muscles on her face suddenly began to tremble slightly, and then like ripples on the water surface, the whole facial features were wrinkled together, and tears flowed out of the corners of her eyes, and the cry began to be small, gradually amplified, and finally turned into a cry.
Ji Xiaoou was stunned at a loss: "Sister Nia ......"
Fania cried for a long time, and when she cried to the heart's content, she simply sat up from the chaise longue, raised her hand and bowed from side to side like a child to wipe her tears. Ji Xiaoou hurriedly put a box of facial tissues beside her, and watched her pull them out one by one to wipe her tears, massage cream, and snot, and the tissues gradually piled up a snow-white hill around her.
Finally crying enough, she hung her head and sat cross-legged on the couch, and said vaguely: "Lao Chen has a junior outside." β
Ji Xiaoou was dumbfounded: "Can't you?" Your old Chen looks so dedicated! β
"It's all a fake, it's a fake! He was a person who had very difficult conditions when he was a child, and he was most afraid that others would look down on him, so he always liked to pretend, and he lived like living in a self-directed movie all his life. β
"Then you saw Xiao San'er with your own eyes?"
"Do you still need to see it with your own eyes? I've been with him for seven or eight years, and I don't know if he's out there? Ever since I came back from Hong Kong in April, he has been convulsing, trying his best to dress up as if he had met a second spring. β
Ji Xiaoou didn't dare to answer indiscriminately, so she could only persuade her to relax, no matter whether Lao Chen had a junior or not, she didn't mess up first. She doesn't have any marriage experience, so she doesn't want to mess around. But Fania's face was full of frustration and bitterness, and she couldn't bear to leave. After thinking about it, Ji Xiaoou made a suggestion: "Sister Niya, I rarely have time to spare, let's have afternoon tea, I invite you." β
Fang Niya's face immediately turned bright, and she jumped out of bed and clapped her hands like a little girl: "Okay, okay, let's just eat out for dinner." Where are you going? β
The place that Ji Xiaoou proposed to go to was the Western restaurant called "Youyi Cafe", which is said to be so wealthy that people are blind. It's been a long time since she's seen Zhan Yu, and she wants to see him.
Fang Nia drove a Mini Cooper, and Ji Xiaoou sat in the passenger seat, tucking the white gauze on the top of her head tightly into the silk scarf in the rearview mirror. Just as he was looking down to buckle his seat belt, he heard a car driving into the garage of Fang's house. When she looked up, she saw the black Infiniti of Fontia's house. Ji Xiaoou has seen this car many times to pick up Fang Nia and is very familiar with it.
The driver opened the door and walked down. Fontia immediately spewed a strong breath of cold air from her nose. Ji Xiaoou's lips unconsciously contracted into a small O-shape, and his tongue was pressed against the inside of his lower teeth, making a "wow" preparatory mouth shape. She had to admit that Fanya was right, her husband seemed to be in a bit of a situation. He's become too much compared to a few months ago.
Ji Xiaoou still remembers the last time they met, he was wearing a white thin striped shirt and a dark gray windbreaker, and he was very clean and refreshing as a white-collar office building. Although his attitude is indifferent, Ji Xiaoou has a good impression of him. But now he is wearing a blue and purple summer suit, with the collar of a blue and white floral shirt turned out, which can only be described as coquettish. It's a pity that these two words are used on a man who is old and unattractive, which makes people feel surprisingly discordant.
He leaned down outside the car window, as if to say hello, but Fang Niya had a straight face, as if she didn't see him at all, Ji Xiaoou exclaimed in surprise Before he could speak, Mini had already rushed out of the garage with his body in his hands.
On the way to the car, Fanya was still gritting her teeth and scolding: "Look at his sassy appearance, I don't know which vixen to wear." The phoenix man is the phoenix man, and you expect him to be reborn. It took me seven years to cultivate his taste, and I returned to the pre-liberation period overnight. β
Ji Xiaoou was amused and laughed: "It's just that the style is a little younger, and it did take a little bit." It's not as miserable as you say. β
"Okay, can't you?" Fang Nia slapped the steering wheel angrily: "That kind of clothes are only worn by Gay, don't you know?" Oh, I'm so angry to deal with you natives! β
Ji Xiaoou ignored her, and said with a smile: "It's time to turn left, it's ahead." β
"There is a cafΓ©" is located in an area with a large concentration of foreign-related apartments, and the surrounding environment is very quiet, with few cars on the boulevard, and the lush branches and foliage of the ginkgo trees on both sides filter the sunlight into golden feathers.
Standing at the door of the cafΓ©, Ji Xiaoou clearly heard himself gasping for air. She has the impression that most cafes have a "Upper Island" or "Starbucks" style β nestled in a building, with a cash register and a cooking counter at the entrance, sunlight filtered by the large glass windows on the street and a transparent four-seater sofa seat, and dimly lit in the depths of the store, far from the window, suitable for dates that need to be avoided. But what appeared before her eyes was a separate courtyard at least the size of a football field, surrounded by a white wooden fence in front of the door, and the fence was covered with dense green climbing plants, and the roses had passed their flowering period, and clematis were in full bloom. Under the blue and white parasols, there are several sets of rattan tables and chairs. Further inside, there is a glass sunroom of about 200 square meters, the air conditioning temperature is very low, so although the room is bright but extremely cool, the giant green plants are verdant. Passing through the conservatory, it is the main building of the Russian-style interior.
There were not many people in the room, and near the light of the sunroom, there were five or six well-dressed guests sitting at a table. They said little, but the waiters read their every command, and went to fetch them ice, add drinks, or change plates for them without a word. The whole restaurant was shuttling back and forth with silent courtesy, and the kind of unsmiling elegance shocked Ji Xiaoou, making her suddenly timid, standing at the door and not daring to go inside.
Fania was calmer than her, stepping forward and making a comment at the same time: "This is a cafΓ©?" This is obviously a high-end club! Do people accept non-members? Xiaoou, you remember the address correctly, right? β
Ji Xiaoou hesitated for a moment, suddenly remembered the 18K gold business card in his wallet, and suddenly became bolder, raised his head and said, "Come with me, I'll see who dares not to accept me." β
While speaking, a waiter in a white shirt and black vest greeted him from inside, a young boy, with a polite and detached smile: "Miss, I'm sorry, we are here for a membership system." Are you looking for someone or spending? β
Ji Xiaoou took out the business card, the boy took it and looked at it, and immediately handed it back with both hands, his smile did not change, but his tone became intimate: "It turns out that the two ladies are friends of the boss, sorry, please come with me." β
Ji Xiaoou followed behind him and asked, "Is your boss here?" β
"I'm sorry, he's not here." The boy replied softly, "He rarely comes here." β
"Is Zhan Yu there?"
The boy's facial expression changed slightly in the bright and dark light and shadow, and he seemed to be slightly stunned, and then regained his professional smile, and pulled out the chairs for Ji Xiaoou and Fang Niya: "Zhan Yu just came and is changing clothes, I'll call him." β
The boy's figure disappears behind the screen. Ji Xiaoou lowered his head and studied the price behind each drink on the water list. Fang Niya raised her head and looked around, took the gold card that Ji Xiaoou put on the table, looked at it over and over for a long time, and even put it in her mouth and bit it lightly, then she whispered: "Yo, what kind of person is this rigorous, it's dazzling enough, it's related to Gaddafi, and even the business card is made of K gold." β
Ji Xiaoou didn't even raise his head: "There are still 800 million people on the earth who have not escaped the threat of hunger, don't you think he is very shameless in doing this?" β
"I don't think so, I think he's very rich, you look at his mobile phone number. This is the first section 139 released by Mobile 95 years ago, oh, at that time, Mobile was still called the telephone office. β
Ji Xiaoou glanced up at the business card: "What does this mean?" β
"What was a mobile phone before ninety-five years? Luxury. At least that he was rich at the time, or that his dad was rich. Anyway, it belongs to the group of people who got rich first. β
Ji Xiaoou pushed the water slip in front of her and said with a smile: "Sister Nia, how can you be so familiar with those things that are on the sidelines?" β
Fang Niya rolled her eyes: "This is basic common sense, okay?" β
Ji Xiaoou said: ". β
Fang Niya wanted to refute, but she opened her mouth behind Ji Xiaoou, looking frightened. As soon as Ji Xiaoou turned around, he saw Zhan Yu hurriedly walking over. Her expression instantly became exactly the same as Fontia's, her big eyes unconsciously opened and rounded, and her lips opened slightly and forgot to close.
Usually people are frightened by what they can't imagine when they break into their sight, so it's amazing. In fact, Zhan Yu was just wearing a simple black slim-fitting long-sleeved shirt and beige trousers, but Ji Xiaoou and Fang Niya were so oppressed by the oncoming youth and handsomeness that they forgot to breathe.
It took a long time for Fang Nia to say "oops": "Ji Xiaoou, isn't this your little part-time worker?" It turns out that wearing a set of serious clothes is so stylish! It's a student of Beiying or Chinese opera, and you used to experience life there? β
Zhan Yu turned a blind eye to her, and only smiled at Ji Xiaoou: "Sister, why did you come here?" β
"Can't we come and see you?" Ji Xiaoou squeezed his eyes, "What, don't you want to see me?" Or is the cost here too high and you're worried that I won't be able to pay the bill? β
"That's not what it means. I'll ......" Zhan Yu's fair face turned red, "You can order whatever you want, I'll treat you." β
When the two were talking, Fang Niya kept holding her chin and looked at Zhan Yu with a smile, and giggled when she heard this: "It's really a good man, young man, then I'm really ordered." She cocked her orchid and pointed at the water list, "A pot of the best Blue Mountain, well, a cheesecake roll, an orange madeleine and a crème brûlée, and by the way, that raspberry mango tart to try......"
Seeing that Zhan Yu's face was blue, Ji Xiaoou kicked her heavily under the table, "Come on, you can't bully people like this if you look at people." β
The consumption of "There is a cafΓ©" is not low, the membership price of a cup of ordinary coffee is four times that of the outside, even if Ji Xiaoou is holding a five-fold gold card, the discounted price is ridiculously expensive, and he is worried that if Fang Niya's temperament comes, his wallet may go bankrupt on the spot when he checks out.
Fang Nia said to herself: "What is bullying? She pursed her fragrant lips with lip gloss and flew towards Zhan Yu and kissed her, "You see that the handsome guy hasn't frowned yet, but you feel sorry for people first." β
Ji Xiaoou ignored her and gently pushed Zhan Yu: "This sister is joking with you, go ahead, go ahead, busy with your clothes, haven't you changed your clothes yet?" Don't delay your work, just treat us as regular customers. β
Zhan Yu glanced at Fang Nia quietly, the corners of her mouth curled up, revealing a smile of unknown meaning, and then bowed her head and retreated.
Fang Nia looked at his back, clutched her chest and sighed unfinished: "It's really gorgeous, a stunner!" β
Ji Xiaoou got up and tore her mouth, "Don't talk nonsense, the word Fenghua peerless is too unlucky." β
Fang Niya hid and laughed at the same time, until the male waiter came to take the order, she stopped laughing, tried her best to make an elegant and dignified lady, and ordered a frozen latte and two snacks for Ji Xiaoou and herself. As soon as the waiter left, she pestered Ji Xiaoou to ask Zhan Yu's identity and background. Ji Xiaoou didn't want her to doubt her relationship with Zhan Yu for a long time, so she told her the beginning and end of their relationship.
When she heard that Zhan Yu was working to earn tuition fees due to her family's poverty, Fang Niya was obviously stunned for a moment, and then asked uncertainly: "Is the salary here very high?" Ten thousand? Twenty thousand? β
Ji Xiaoou shook his head: "You are really spoiled by your old Chen." As a student, he works six and a half days a week, how much can he get? Those girls in my family work ten hours a day, including food and housing, and it is only 4,000 a month, what do you think? β
Fontia said: "You are a fool, you have been deceived and you have to count the money!" The black shirt on that child, Armani's latest spring and summer model, do you know how much it costs? β
Just as the waiter brought coffee and desserts, Ji Xiaoou replied absent-mindedly with a small spoon and stirred the coffee: "I still have a few Burberry shirts, do you want them?" I'll sell it to you, three pieces for a hundred dollars. β
Fanya snorted twice, "Are you sure you're not deliberately humiliating me?" Can't I tell what is genuine and what is counterfeit? Let me tell you, that child was born so wickedly, and now in this society, do you think he will be easily buried? β
"What do you mean?"
"It's not interesting, I just want to tell you, this kid is not as simple as you say, if you look closely, he is full of stories."
Ji Xiaoou's face sank: "What's the matter with you?" Why can't you get along with Zhan Yu all the time? Other children of his age still stretch out their hands to ask their parents for pocket money every day, and it is not easy for him to work and save money by himself in order to go to school. Can you stop being so psychologically shady? β
Fanya shrugged her shoulders and made a helpless expression: "Okay, okay, I can shut up." But if you take my word to heart, one day you will understand what it means to be good at what is good for what you say. β
Ji Xiaoou had half a piece of cake in her mouth, a pair of black eyes slowly turned to her, stared at her for a while, and then turned her eyes to Zhan Yu. Two fashionably dressed middle-aged women had just arrived in the store, and it seemed that they were regular customers here, and it was Zhan Yu who entertained them. He leaned down and listened to them patiently, his young and smooth face in his early twenties was only a dozen centimeters away from the two cosmetics floating on the surface of the skin that was no longer young, and his facial features and eyebrows were still the Zhan Yu she knew, but the smile was completely unfamiliar, it was a flattering and sweet that most women liked but made Ji Xiaoou feel afraid.
Ji Xiaoou picked up the coffee cup and took a sip of the gradually warm iced coffee. Zhan Yu was turning and walking away, and on the other side of the glass, his face was completely distorted, with a hint of unexpected hideousness. Ji Xiaoou moved away from the cup, above the white shirt and black bow tie, her eyebrows were thick and her lips were red and her teeth were white, her expression was cold, she was still familiar with Zhan Yu, but something had changed a little, and she couldn't see it clearly for a while.
In the evening, she and Fang Niya paid for and left, two people, two cups of coffee, two plates of desserts, and a total of 319 yuan after 5% off. When swiping the card to pay the bill, Ji Xiaoou remembered that he went to Zhan Yu's house a few days ago and bought Li Meiqin a chiffon sleeveless dress with white flowers on a black background, which was extremely close to the style on her pre-illness photo on the Internet, and the price of that skirt happened to be 319 yuan. Li Meiqin liked it very much, held her skirt to her chest, and looked at a broken mirror on the wall for a long time, and her gray cheeks actually floated with two blush belonging to a girl. She said that she had never worn such expensive clothes, and that when she had surgery, she would wear this dress to take a picture. Her renewed hope for life comes from a white lie from Ji Xiaoou. Ji Xiaoou said that her condition has been registered in the designated hospital, and she will soon be able to receive free treatment and surgery. And this skirt that brought her a long-lost desire for a normal life is only worth a frugal afternoon tea, and she may not have the opportunity to know that there is such a delicious thing as cheesecake in the world in her life.
Standing at the entrance of the street after exiting the gate, you can see one luxury car after another walking towards the end of the green tree, and at the end is "There is a cafΓ©" - there are no neon signs or eye-catching signs, only the light through the crystal long windows. The evening breeze blows through my ears, carrying the melodious sound of music, which is a live band from Russia playing live in the courtyard.
Ji Xiaoou sat in the car, his expression was still dazed, and the mobile phone he was holding in his palm was already wet with sweat. There is a latest missed call on the phone, which is Zhan Yu's number. Zhan Yu has a new mobile phone, and Ji Xiaoou will no longer need to look for him through the dormitory phone in the future. When he took it out and dialed it, although it was a glimpse, it was enough for Ji Xiaoou to see the model of the mobile phone clearly: Samsung Note2, the latest flagship model in the third quarter of that year, the current price is 5,000 yuan.
When Fang Niya's Mini walked out of the luxurious green of the city and merged into the evening rush hour traffic, Ji Xiaoou finally figured out what had changed in Zhan Yu's body: his skin was as fair as before, but he had lost his previous fresh complexion; The eyes are still so big, but they are no longer clear when they see too much dirt.
Several days have passed, and when he thinks of Zhan Yu's changes, Ji Xiaoou still feels uneasy. In order to verify whether she was too strongly influenced by Fang Nia to feel ghostly, she called Rigor and wanted to ask him what kind of black shop he opened, and why good people went in to work and became unrecognizable in a few days.
The voice of Rigorous answering the phone was heavy sleepy, obviously she was woken up from her sleep, so his answer was quite impatient: "The manager mentioned him to me, saying that he is not afraid of hardship and death, and many repeat customers like him, isn't it good?" It's not your own son, what are you talking about? β
The last sentence angered Ji Xiaoou, so angry that her brain was almost short-circuited, so she scolded the population without choosing words: "A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory!" β
Rigorous smiled: "I can't spit it out, but you spit it out to open my eyes?" β
With a "bang", it was Ji Xiaoou who dropped his mobile phone. Naturally, he couldn't hear this loud noise, and he had the upper hand with Ji Xiaoou only a handful of times, so he cherished the state of raising his eyebrows at the moment, hung up the phone with a smile, and fell asleep happily.
Ji Xiaoou sulked for a while, and finally picked up his mobile phone boringly, and found that in addition to a few spam text messages from real estate agents, there was also a text message from Zhan Yu on his mobile phone.
Zhan Yu said: Sister, it's your birthday in a few days, can I invite you to dinner that day?
Ji Xiaoou then remembered that it would be her birthday in more than 20 days, and if Zhan Yu didn't remind her, she would forget about it. After pondering for a long time, she replied with a text message: Okay, I'll keep the opportunity for dinner for you.
At this time, she especially wanted to have a good talk with Zhan Yu, and that day might be a better opportunity to say something that is not usually easy to say.
September 26 is Ji Xiaoou's 28th birthday. But it wasn't just Zhan Yu who wanted to remind her that day. His birthday was a Saturday, and Ji Xiaoou, as usual, changed into jeans and sneakers, and first went to the decoration site of the beauty shop to inspect it, and communicated with the designer of the decoration company on the issue of water and electricity renovation. This time, he could afford to use a decoration company, and the place in the store was twice as large, so Ji Xiaoou chose a pastoral style that highlighted the warmth, and planned to take a completely thorough small and fresh route, so as to be different from the warm and fragrant decoration of nephrite in other beauty salons. The designer of the decoration company is a young girl who has not graduated for a few years, and her experience is still not enough, and many details have to be decided by Ji Xiaoou on the spot.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, she received a phone call from home, and Zhao Yamin complained on the phone: "Why are you so unreminiscent, and you go with Lin Haipeng again?" Don't you think you suffered enough in the past? I didn't say hello to people and came to the house, so your father and I weren't prepared at all, and I didn't know what to say to him here. You hurry back to say hello, I won't waste your time with you. Well, I treated people as sons-in-law at the beginning, and I was in a hurry to please them, but you let people dump ......"
It was easy for Ji Xiaoou to find the key point from her mother's pile of illogical complaints: "What did you say? Lin Haipeng is in our house now? β
"yes, you're still carrying flowers and fruits, I don't know what you mean, you can't blow people out of the door, right?"
"He, he, he...... What is he here for? β
"I'm having a good time with your dad and saying I'm going to take you out for your birthday. I said Ji Xiaoou, you are my daughter, you won't be so unambitious to hook up with him again, right? β
Ji Xiaoou was so angry that he stomped his foot: "Mom, you tell that kid to wait, I'll go back." β
Ji Xiaoou rushed home in a hurry, and as soon as he entered the living room, he saw Lin Haipeng sitting on the sofa, who was facing Ji Zhaolin face to face with a posture of a long talk. The tea in front of the two of them has been brewed many times, and it is so faint that it can't taste a little tea.
Seeing his daughter enter the door, Ji Zhaolin was obviously relieved. Zhao Yamin didn't want to talk to Lin Haipeng, so he could hide in the kitchen in the name of cooking and smash the pots and pans. Ji Zhaolin was thin-skinned and soft-hearted, and he was never embarrassed to embarrass people, so he had to sit with Lin Haipeng. The two talked about inflation, anti-corruption, housing prices and people's livelihood, and if Ji Xiaoou didn't come back, the two were ready to start expressing their opinions on the South China Sea issue. Ji Zhaolin stood up and said, "I'll make a call, Xiaoou, you will accompany Xiaolin", then hid in the study and refused to come out.
Lin Haipeng is not a fool, the attitude of the Ji family's parents makes him understand that he is persona non grata, but he is always calm and relaxed, and he has not lost any temper. The person he was waiting for was Ji Xiaoou. The immersion of perennial agency work has made him well aware of how to grasp the main contradictions, as long as the main theme is mastered, the rest of the discordant voices can be ignored. Therefore, in the face of Ji Xiaoou's angry gaze, he stood up without hurry: "Happy birthday!" β
Ji Xiaoou was holding back the fire in her stomach to vent, but Lin Haipeng didn't give her a chance to lose her temper. She let out a long breath, sent out the anger that had been accumulating all the way in her chest, and replaced it with a calm tone: "Lin Haipeng, thank you for remembering my birthday." But can you tell me what exactly you're going to do? β
Lin Haipeng smiled slightly: "I always remember that today is your birthday, and I want to say my best wishes to you in person." If you're willing to eat with me in the evening, that's perfect. That's it, I have no other intentions. β
"Thanks!" Ji Xiaoou covered his mouth and yawned, "But I'm really sorry for you, I have an appointment in the evening, and I'm going to go out." You are busy, it is not good to occupy your time, and it is good to go. β
Unexpectedly, Lin Haipeng had an excellent demeanor, and he was not knocked down by her words, but still maintained a calm attitude: "It's okay, I came by car, just in time to send you to the appointment." β
In addition to being rigorous, Ji Xiaoou thought to himself that he had never seen a second man with such a thick skin, obviously he wanted to see who she was going to see. She felt that everything could not be said to others, so she simply fulfilled him, as for what he would think when he saw Zhan Yu, she didn't want to care at all. So Ji Xiaoou stood up and said, "Okay, I'll change my clothes and makeup, you have to wait for a while." β
Ji Xiaoou closed the door in his bedroom to change clothes, and was zipping up in front of the mirror, Zhao Yamin quietly pushed the door in, stood behind her and watched for a while, and finally didn't hold back the desire to speak: "You really go out to eat with him?" This person is too shrewd, he deceives people like you, and now the house price is so expensive, who knows if he is coming for your house? β
Ji Xiaoou stopped, looking helpless: "Mom, can civil servants buy affordable housing?" Can you fancy my little house? β
Zhao Yamin snorted: "That's hard to say." He still has parents to support at home, how much money can he have left over to buy a house in a month? Seeing Ji Xiaoou stand up, she was taken aback, "You dressed like this and went out with him?" β
Ji Xiaoou wore a royal blue modified cheongsam skirt with dark flowers, a sleeveless standing collar, a skirt as short as ten centimeters above the knee, and her long and thick hair was coiled into a low bun with hairpins. In addition to the length of the skirt, it is said that it is a set of outfits that can pretend to be virtuous and virtuous, but Ji Xiaoou has a big chest and a thin waist, three-dimensional facial features, and it is not that kind of taste when she wears it, and she looks very sexy and not like a woman from a good family, no wonder Zhao Yamin frowned.
But this is the clothes that Ji Xiaoou deliberately picked out, and he specially wore them for Lin Haipeng to see. Even if she doesn't mind her ex-boyfriend who has broken up, she wants to show her best side in front of him and let him know that I have been better off than you all these years without you. But Ji Xiaoou couldn't tell her mother these careful thoughts, nor could she tell her mother that what she was going to meet in a while was a boy seven years younger than her. After thinking about it, she chose a reason that could stop her mother from talking about it as quickly as possible: "Mom, don't worry, I won't eat his return grass." I'm going out to meet someone today, the one that Aunt Chen introduced to me last time. β
"Oh?" Zhao Yamin immediately came to his senses, "You two think it's okay with each other?" Why haven't I heard you mention it? Let me tell you, the circle of life you usually contact is too narrow, if you want to find a good object, you have to rely on someone to introduce, blind date is not a shameful thing, others are willing to introduce you to the object is also for your good, you don't have to hang your face every time as if people owe you how much money. β
Ji Xiaoou didn't say anything, but retorted in his heart: I feel ashamed, I feel a huge sense of frustration. I'm not a crooked melon and a cracked date, and the people who chase me are handful, why do you think I have to rely on being sold to find a partner, why do I have to dress up and sit there and let others pick and choose?
Fortunately, Zhao Yamin didn't have mind reading, and Ji Xiaoou didn't talk back to her face, which already made her very satisfied. She stared at Ji Xiaoou's back for a while, and then frowned: "The skirt is too short, what do you look like with your thighs exposed?" Hurry up and change into a long skirt! β
Ji Xiaoou threw down the half-applied mascara, pressed the fire and jumped up and said, "It's too late, I'm leaving!" β
Sitting in Lin Haipeng's car, Ji Xiaoou reported the address, then twisted his face out the window, and didn't want to say a word. Lin Haipeng looked at her at her in between driving: "You are so beautiful today." β
Ji Xiaoou replied absentmindedly: "Thank you." β
Lin Haipeng said: "What I said, you can think about it again." β
"What?"
"Can we start over? I know you hate me, it's true that I didn't do well before, and you gave me a chance to correct it, okay? β
Ji Xiaoou sighed: "Lin Haipeng, what do you want me to say before you can understand?" I don't hate you, really, I can't even remember who you are. You don't want to do this kind of compromise again, okay? There is no drama between the two of us, and you say that there is no drama when you break the sky. If you waste my time, yours will be wasted. Please spare me! β
It seems that the last sentence is very lethal, Lin Haipeng sank his face, and the two of them didn't say anything anymore all the way, and drove until Ji Xiaoou's destination - a Thai restaurant near the International Trade Center. The place was chosen by Zhan Yu, and Ji Xiaoou never came.
Zhan Yu was standing at the door of the restaurant waiting for her. The hair was trimmed short, and the duck egg blue shirt jacket was covered with a dark blue horn button jacket, which was particularly refreshing and pleasing to the eye. Ji Xiaoou heard Lin Haipeng's unclear "ho" behind him, as if to say "I see". She didn't bother to pay attention to him, said "thank you" and jumped out of the car, and walked towards Zhan Yu without looking back.
It was dinner time, but there were not many people in the restaurant, plus Ji Xiaoou and Zhan Yu, but there were only five or six tables, and most of the places were empty.
Ji Xiaoou glanced at the environment and knew that this was not a serious place to eat, and waiting for the waiter to hand over the menu verified her judgment. She tried her best to pick up cheap dishes and ordered a few dishes, and then complained to Zhan Yu: "Why did you choose this place?" Do you think that little money in your wallet is burning? β
Zhan Yu looked at the expressionless waiter beside him, took the menu and added two more expensive dishes and a bottle of red wine, and then said, "I can afford it!" β
Ji Xiaoou gasped, the lights in the restaurant were ambiguous, and her face was against the light, which could also capture the expression of her eyes. After a long time, she pursed her lips: "Okay, you have money, then you can spend it!" How much do you earn a month now? β
Zhan Yu didn't answer the question, he looked at Ji Xiaoou in a daze: "Sister, you are so beautiful today!" β
Ji Xiaoou heard the second person say the same thing today. When Lin Haipeng praised her, she didn't feel it at all, she just felt impatient. As soon as Zhan Yu said this, her face suddenly turned red. After bowing her head for a moment, she bit her lip and smiled, and explained to Zhan Yu: "I don't usually wear it like this, but today I was dressed like this under a bit of a special situation, don't think about it!" β
Zhan Yu said, "Is it for the man who gave you just now?" β
"Yes. But it's not what you think. He used to be my boyfriend, but not anymore, you know? β
"I don't understand."
"Well, I don't mean you can understand it now." Ji Xiaoou waved his hand, "Seriously, Xiao Yu, you are also very energetic today." Such a handsome guy, isn't there a girl chasing you at school? Why have you never heard you mention whether you have a girlfriend? β
Zhan Yu lowered his head and smiled, did not make a sound for a while, and then said after a while: "Many, many." β
"A lot of girlfriends?"
"It's not."
"That's a lot of girls like you?"
"Sister, can we not talk about this?" For some reason, Zhan Yu seemed very uninterested in the topic that this boy should like, and he diverted the topic, "I have prepared a birthday gift for my sister, I hope you like it." β
"Huh?" Ji Xiaoou sat up straight, "Invite me to eat, what kind of gift do you want to buy?" You're really crazy, you kid don't plan to live tomorrow? β
Zhan Yu didn't speak, but took out a 16-carat plastic cover half-inch thick magazine-like booklet from behind him and handed it to her with both hands.
Ji Xiaoou opened it, and his face changed greatly just when he saw the title page. It turned out that the title page had a text printed on it:
I always thought that God knew everything, but the reality was that He didn't know the facts described in this way. I have never been like today, I longed to live in a place where everyone has a guarantee of survival, there was no fear of hunger, there was no helplessness to treat diseases, and every passerby who passed by had enough security in his heart and a heartfelt calmness and smile on his face.
Here's what she wrote on her blog. Flipping down again, pages and pages are filled with her own online writingsβdiaries, reading notes, and scribbles...... What Zhan Yu gave her was not an ordinary magazine, but a commemorative book typeset and printed by herself. The sturdy coated paper, the exquisite typography, and the well-arranged illustrations all show the good intentions of the makers.
Ji Xiaoou was shocked, and for a moment she even held her breath, and it took her a while to come back to her senses: "Zhan Yu, this is ......"
Zhan Yu was a little nervous, as if he had made a mistake, and looked at Ji Xiaoou with trepidation: "I'm sorry, sister, once I used your computer and saw your QQ number, your space was not encrypted, so I went in to read it, there is a link to your blog in the space, I think your blog is very well written, so I copied it all and found someone to make a book." I love your space signature, 'I don't believe there is a heaven because I've been trapped in this hell for too long.' I like what you say the most. β
Ji Xiaoou was so frightened that he didn't know what to say for a while, and muttered: "I didn't say this, it was King Arthur who said it." β
"It doesn't matter if you don't say it, I like it no matter who says it."
Ji Xiaoou was silent, just gently rubbing the light gray cover. On the cover, there is a half-opened gardenia, the petals are delicate, and the pale red filaments of the calyx can be seen clearly, which shows that the quality of the printing is quite good. The four-character line of grass next to it "Nowhere to Say Goodbye", and a line of small words "Ji Xiaomu", are Ji Xiaoou's blog name and customary screen name.
"Sister, do you still like this gift?"
Frankly speaking, this is the most chic birthday gift Ji Xiaoou has received in more than 20 years, and he is still a little moved, but more aware of the horror of being watched. Ji Xiaoou has always made a clear distinction between the Internet and reality, and has never met with netizens, but now her wanton words on the Internet are exposed to reality for the first time, and she is still facing people who are relatively close. Ji Xiaoou felt like he had fallen into a hidden nightmare that he often had - he forgot to put on his clothes and appeared naked on the crowded street. Although Zhou Gong's interpretation of the dream explained that he was about to get rich, Ji Xiaoou could not forget the embarrassment and embarrassment when he tried his best to hide his body. Facing Zhan Yu's bright eyes, like a child doing a self-righteous deed, looking up in anticipation of an adult's praise, she couldn't bear to tell the truth, so she could only murmur against her will: "I...... Loved it, thank you! But I was thinking in my heart that I would have to encrypt all QQ space and blogs when I went home.
Zhan Yu didn't notice her psychological struggle, pursed his lips and smiled: "It's good if you like it, I'm really afraid that you will scold me." β
Ji Xiaoou has always regarded Zhan Yu as a child, although he is also in his early twenties and only seven years younger than her, no matter how unhappy she is, she will not worry too much about him. What's more, the space is not encrypted, and she is always willing to use only one screen name in order to save trouble, which is originally her mistake and negligence. She smiled bitterly and pretended to be happy: "Why should I scold you?" This gift is special and I really like it. β
The corners of Zhan Yu's mouth curved into a happy arc, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, still eager for praise like a child. Ji Xiaoou's heart is straightforward and has never had a market in front of Zhan Yu, and there seems to be a special magic power in his body that controls her mind, of course, Ji Xiaoou will never admit that she is in front of the beauty of the soul. Just when she was searching her stomach and wanted to add a few more words of thanks, she suddenly heard the mobile phone ringing in her bag. Ji Xiaoou was relieved, and immediately took out his mobile phone, which turned out to be a rigorous call. She answered the phone, and because of Rigor unintentionally unintentionally unintentionally unexpectedly unintentionally relieved her, her gratitude to him turned into an almost exaggerated greeting: "Hello, Rigour!" β
Zhan Yu's smile quickly dimmed at this moment. He lowered his head and scooped a spoonful of Tom Yum Gong soup, and drank bitter and heavy, dragging mud and water, as if the spoon was not filled with sour and delicious straw mushrooms and fresh shrimp, but extremely bitter Chinese medicine.
Rigor asked Ji Xiaoou on the phone: "Do you have time now?" Come out and meet, I have something to tell you. β
Ji Xiaoou replied: "Not now, I'm having dinner with my friends." β
"Sensei ate it first. Tell me the address and I'll pick you up now. β
Rigorously said that there was no room for negotiation, which made Ji Xiaoou very displeased: "What do you think, it's too self-talking." I don't agree with you yet. β
"Who do you eat with? Pushed! Rigor looked impatient, "How important is it to have a meal?" I told you there was an emergency! β
Ji Xiaoou said: "A meal is not important, but it depends on what day it is." It's my birthday today, others are willing to invite me to dinner, and I am willing to eat with others, what's the matter with your old man? β
Rigor seemed to be choked for a moment, and then opened his mouth in a more gentle tone: "I don't know it's your birthday, can I make up for you later?" I really have something to discuss with you, you tell me the place. β
"What can't you say on the phone?"
"It's not clear on the phone."
Ji Xiaoou sighed, intending to accommodate his strict domineering, "I'm having dinner with Zhan Yu, it's rare for children to invite guests back, I'll contact you when I'm done eating." β
Who knew that as soon as he heard Zhan Yu's name, he immediately changed his tone, and his voice shook Ji Xiaoou's eardrums: "What? I can't find him anywhere, so I was with you? Where are you? I'll go right over. β
Ji Xiaoou was completely angry: "What kind of wind are you smoking?" I'll contact you after eating. I'll tell you, wait! β
She pressed the end button hard, thought about it, set the phone to silent again, stuffed it into her handbag and zipped it, and then raised her head to look at Zhan Yu and smiled. Zhan Yu grinned, as if he wanted to make a response, just like the greeting smile he was used to in the cafΓ© before, but at this moment, he seemed to be wearing one less piece of clothing, and the cold around him stiffened the smile that should be at the corner of his mouth, and finally became an expression like a sigh.
Ji Xiaoou didn't realize that September 26 would be destined to be the most memorable birthday in her past life, as early as the moment she met Zhan Yu for the first time in the subway.
After repeatedly calling Ji Xiaoou's mobile phone and being transferred to voicemail, he gave up his attempt to get the address from her. Although he was angry, this little thing didn't seem to be difficult for him, and he contacted Xu Zhiqun by phone.
Hearing his request, Xu Zhiqun immediately looked anxious: "Do you think I have a special function that can directly penetrate the operator's business layer to get the location data of the monitoring object?" The docking of mobile phone monitoring requires permission, and we have to ask the operator to take data from the system according to the procedures when we perform the task. β
Strict regardless of that set: "I know you must have a way." β
Xu Zhiqun said: "Yan Zi, are we really buddies?" Isn't that forcing me to make mistakes? You might as well go to Cheng Ruimin and ask him to find a hacker to directly enter the operator's database, it may be faster. β
Rigorous answer: "Less nonsense." Give you fifteen minutes, and I want results. β
Twenty minutes later, Xu Zhiqun still sent a text message to Rigor and gave a search range of 200 meters with a famous office building as the center. Xu Zhiqun deliberately rectified him, because this office building is one of the places with the highest concentration of white-collar workers in the CBD, and there are no less than 20 restaurants of various kinds around. Fortunately, he is very familiar with the restaurants in the capital, especially the restaurants that are a little famous in the downtown area, and then speculates with common sense that Ji Xiaoou should not go to too casual places for his birthday, so he has eliminated more than a dozen fast-food restaurants, and there are only five or six more high-grade places left, which is much easier.
When Cheng Cheng parked the car outside the Thai restaurant, there was only one bottom of the red wine left in front of Ji Xiaoou and Zhan Yu, and the wine was half-full, which was the best time to feel fluttering. The two are discussing whether God really exists. Zhan Yu said: "At least now no one claims to have seen God with his own eyes, you people who believe in God believe that people will enter heaven when they die, but whether people have souls, whether heaven and hell exist, no one can prove it, you want to convince me that God exists, but whether God exists is a false proposition in itself." β
Ji Xiaoou drank a small amount of wine, her cheeks were crimson from drinking at the moment, and her black eyes seemed to be enlarged than usual, she glared at Zhan Yu with these big watery baby-like eyes: "Don't easily jump to conclusions about what you don't understand, Zhan Yu!" β
Zhan Yu lowered his head exaggeratedly, meaning to give up the argument: "Forget it, you say that there is." But if God really exists, you are all his favorites, and people like me are God's outcasts. β
Ji Xiaoou originally supported her cheeks with her hands, her eyes were so tired that her eyes were blurred, and when she heard the words "God's outcast", she straightened her back, and the stimulation of alcohol made her speak a third faster than usual at the moment: "You're not right, Xiao Yu." Even if you don't believe in God, you shouldn't trust fate. Who is the outcast of fate and who is the darling of fate? No one can decide, except yourself. β
This sentence seemed to stimulate Zhan Yu, he wanted to refute, but he didn't speak, and finally buried his face in his palm, and didn't look up for a long time. Ji Xiaoou heard his voice coming from under the palm of his hand: "Sister, you must marry a good person in the future." You are the only sunshine left in the world. β
When Rigorous Strode into the restaurant, he saw Ji Xiaoou breaking Zhan Yu's fingers and caressing his cheek with pity.
The scene was so ambiguous that it made his blood run wild. He walked over, grabbed Zhan Yu's collar without saying a word, and lifted him up.
Ji Xiaoou only felt that the light above her head dimmed, Zhan Yu suddenly broke away from her hand, and then there was a roar like thunder: "Little rabbit cub, did you give you face?" I've been tricked here! β
Ji Xiaoou raised his face, and saw Yan Yan tugging hard at Zhan Yu's collar, almost lifting his feet off the ground, and the fist the size of a teacup swayed in front of Zhan Yu's nose. After a moment of shock, Ji Xiaoou was furious, slapped the table and stood up, and shouted at Rigor as well: "Rigour, you let me go!" β
Zhan Yu sneered between the two of them glaring angrily, and said to Rigor Strictly: "Don't you just see that my sister is good to me, and you can't stand it?" If you have the ability, you will kill me now, and I still respect you as a man! β
Before the words fell, Rigor had already punched him in the face, and Zhan Yu fell backwards in response, knocking down a whole row of tables and chairs. There were people screaming in the restaurant, and some people gathered around to watch the excitement. The scene is too exciting, two men and one woman are jealous, especially the appearance and temperament of these three people are obviously higher than average, and it is rare to see them on weekdays, which is even more ornamental.
Ji Xiaoou pounced over and wanted to help Zhan Yu up, but he didn't expect Zhan Yu to shake her hard, shove her to staggered a few steps, and sat on the ground with her buttocks, and then there was a heart-piercing pain under her body, as if she had been stabbed by a broken porcelain piece. She didn't care about checking her injuries, and half-knelt and grabbed Zhan Yu's shirt, "Zhan Yu, he's a psychopath, a madman!" You provoke him! β
Zhan Yu ignored her, unbuttoned his coat, threw off Ji Xiaoou directly, and then spit out towards Rigor Gully. The punch just now cracked the corner of his mouth, and this mouthful of saliva was a blood-red viscous liquid that fell straight in front of Rigorous's feet.
Seeing that Zhan Yu's mouth and chin were covered with blood, he had already extinguished the fire, which made his move provocative again, especially when he saw Ji Xiaoou sitting in the filth, his body covered with soup and vegetable leaves, he became more and more angry, raised his foot and kicked over.
This time, Zhan Yu did not hurt the table and chairs again, but fell directly to the ground, curled up with his stomach in his arms.
Ji Xiaoou still maintained a half-kneeling posture, and an exclamation was forced in his throat, almost stupefied by the rigorous violence. It wasn't until someone reached under her armpits with both hands, lifted her away from the scene, and sat down on a chair that her heart, which seemed to stop beating, returned to normal. When she turned around, what she saw was Lin Haipeng's calm face.
Rigor had to rush over and beat Zhan Yu, but he didn't watch out for the few waiters who were surrounded by the sound and hugged him. He didn't want to hurt the innocent, so he couldn't break free for a while, so he was so angry that he shouted: "Rabbit cub, this kick is for your parents!" If I were your father, I would have strangled you when I was born, so that I wouldn't be embarrassed now! β
Zhan Yu got up from the ground, wiped a handful of blood foam from the corner of his mouth, and actually smiled. His voice was not loud, but he heard every word: "My dad is very good, don't worry about you, think about your dad more!" Do you think that others give you face because you are a good mixer? Wake up, that's your reincarnation. It's not your father who is searching for the people's fat and people's ointment for you, where did you, the second generation of officials, come from to call for wind and rain? Your car, your shop, your house, all we spend is our money, and you can only use money to smash even the pickle girl, what are you Γ with me? β
The huge restaurant seemed to be silent all of a sudden, Zhan Yu's words, especially the three words "the second generation of officials", were like stones, smashing firmly into the hearts of most people, and rigor instantly transformed into Wang Laohu, the son of a high-ranking cadre who robbed relatives on the street. All kinds of eyes with unknown meanings were focused on rigor for a while.
is quite articulate in a strict normal state, but at this moment, he was blocked by Zhan Yu and had nothing to say. He was so angry that he could only use body language, and with a shake of his arms, he had bounced several waiters away, but with a slight push from his side, Zhan Yu fell to the ground again. But before he could raise his fist, a man slammed into his arms like a cannonball, followed by a loud slap in the face.
Cheng lowered his eyes and saw a face red from anger. The movement that rushed over just now was too big, his hair was scattered, Ji Xiaoou stood in front of him with a cloak, crossed his waist and scolded: "You're a fucking bastard!" At what age do you have to be embarrassed to do it with a child? I just like him, what's wrong? At least he's cleaner than you, purer than you! β
Ji Xiaoou's statement confirmed the love triangle of the three of them, but the mentality of the surrounding spectators changed subtly at the moment, and many people suddenly realized: It turned out that this one was caused by the beautiful girl in front of her stepping on two boats.
Strict for a while, he couldn't scold Ji Xiaoou, nor could he do anything with her, so he could only stammer: "You, you, you...... Dodge away, and everything ...... I don't even know you, what are you yelling about? You ask him, you ask him. He was so angry that his hands were trembling, and he pointed at Zhan Yu, "You ask him, what has he been doing lately?" He's now an out-and-out MB, oh, MB you don't understand, so what a duck is, you know? Duck, you know? Or sell it to men......"
"Ducks?" Ji Xiaoou was shocked by these two words, as if someone had poured a basin of ice water on his head, and his hands and feet were suddenly cold. She felt like she was experiencing some kind of shock of the brain and mind. She didn't know how long the shock lasted, and when she came back to consciousness, she heard Lin Haipeng calling herself, and her tone was so frightened that she wanted to wake up a person who was really in shock. She breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but turn back to Zhan Yu.
Zhan Yu was picking up his coat from the ground and walking towards the door of the restaurant without saying a word, never looking at her again.
"Xiao Yuβ"
Ji Xiaoou wanted to chase out, but was stopped by the restaurant waiter: "Miss, I'm sorry, you haven't paid yet." β
Ji Xiaoou was so anxious that he pushed him: "I'll come back in a while." β
"Nope." The waiter was very dedicated, "There is a rule in the store that you must pay now. β
Ji Xiaoou raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but curse again, but someone intervened, "Let her go first, I'll settle the bill." β
It was Lin Haipeng who spoke. As long as someone pays for the waiter, it doesn't matter what your relationship is, he silently staggered his steps and made way for Ji Xiaoou to leave the store.
Ji Xiaoou glanced at Lin Haipeng with a complicated expression, and was about to run out after saying thank you. Lin Haipeng grabbed her arm and stuffed his coat to her: "Put it on first, there are blood stains on the back of your skirt, don't let people misunderstand." β
Not two minutes after Ji Xiaoou left, the 110 police arrived. But one of the two parties has left, and the remaining one is willing to compensate for all the losses of the restaurant, there is no dispute to mediate, and after routine questioning, the police quickly left. The restaurant also began to clean up the mess.
Rigor sat at a table by the window in the smoking area, waiting for the restaurant manager to deliver a list of today's losses. Ji Xiaoou's disdainful glance when he left made him barely calm down and reflect on whether he had gone too far. At this time, he wanted to smoke a cigarette to calm down, but the cigarette was in his mouth, but he couldn't light it for a long time, his hands were still shaking, and he was so shaking that the lighter couldn't reach the small cigarette butt. This hasn't happened in years. And the reason why he is so angry is that Ji Xiaoou and Zhan Yu's intimacy and ambiguity are just a *, not the real reason. The real * is hidden at this evening's dinner.
When he went to the banquet in a strict manner, he didn't know the purpose of Feng Weixing inviting him to dinner. When the dishes were all served and the wine had passed three rounds, Feng Weixing began to get to the point. But he said it in a roundabout way, and it took a long time to understand what he meant.
Feng Weixing said: "The taste of cuckolding is not pleasant, but brother, don't worry too much, the old doesn't go and the new doesn't come, it's not easy to find someone like KK, but there are many beautiful boys on the market, brother, you want to wrap up as much as you want on your brother." β
Rigor was cutting a cigar with a cutter, and when he understood the above paragraph, he almost let the knife cut his fingers. He frowned and asked, "Who cuckolded me?" What does it have to do with KK? Is this not a dissatisfaction? β
Feng Weixing asked, "Is KK still working with you?" β
"When school started, he told me that his homework was tight and he wouldn't do it for the time being."
"That's right." Feng Weixing spread his hands and said to Liu Wei, "Tell you about it." β
Liu Wei looked at his rigorous face and said, "Brother Jin probably doesn't know yet, the most famous, the best-mixed, and the MB that is so popular in the bar street that it is almost purple is KK." β
Rigorous understood it thoroughly, and suddenly sank his face: "He went back to that kind of place again?" β
"Yes. Doing a male PR in a bar. He is good-looking, the guests buy his account, and he has the name of Brother Jin, no one dares to mess with him on a street, even I have to give him three points. By the way, he also said that in 'there is a cafΓ©', the work is tiring and the money is slow, so Γ stupid people are willing to work there. β
Rigorous's face became more and more ugly: "Which bar is he in now?" β
"Don't tell Mom."
"What's that?"
Feng Weixing removed the cigar from his mouth and explained slowly: "A newly opened gay bar, the name is 'Don't Tell Mom', and business is so good every night. I said Little Thirteen, don't take this matter too seriously, this kind of little cub can't be raised, just play it, you can't be really angry with him. Brother heard that you haven't messed around for a long time, and it's good to leave this little rabbit cub, at least let you take a little less walk on the road to death. β
Rigor was so angry that he kicked off his chair and stood up, slamming the door and leaving. What annoyed him was not that Feng Weixing and Liu Wei misunderstood that Zhan Yu was his male pet or a male pet who cuckolded him, but that he was angry with Zhan Yu's rebellion and incompetence. The moment he learned that Zhan Yu was back in his old business, the anger in his body was like a volcano erupting, and he was able to endure it without having an attack on the spot, which was already the biggest challenge to his ability to control.
He didn't want to worry about this anymore, and planned to tell Ji Xiaoou the truth, and then let her deal with it herself. Unexpectedly, he came all the way over, and he actually bumped into a scene that made his blood boil, he couldn't accept that Ji Xiaoou and an MB had such an affectionate act - he kept Ji Xiaoou on the altar and carefully offered it so far, and he actually let an MB get cheap, but he couldn't help it for a while, and it became a mess all over the place.
Rigor regretted it a little, but looking back, even if he went back to half an hour ago, his choice might still be the same. He lowered his head, struggling with his disposable lighter in half-truths and remorse, not noticing that another pair of curious eyes were quietly observing him not far away, and even secretly photographed his side with his phone.
Ji Xiaoou caught up with Zhan Yu on the street corner, and no matter how Zhan Yu struggled, she refused to let go of the fingers that were clutching the back of his shirt. Eventually, Zhan Yu quieted down, and Ji Xiaoou watched as he took out a cigarette case from his pocket and lit a cigarette with an old silver lighter with the "Dupeng" logo. His gesture of lighting a cigarette was skillful and natural, and he had apparently repeated it countless times.
He raised his eyes behind the white smoke and looked at Ji Xiaoou, his eyes had never been so dark: "What do you want to know?" Now ask! β
Ji Xiaoou was trembling, but he tried his best to control his voice and stay calm: "Is what he said true?" Zhan Yu, is what he said true? β
She thought her tone was full of sincerity, but Zhan Yu heard contempt in it, and a cold smile appeared on his face: "It depends on whether you believe me or him." β
Ji Xiaoou said: "I want you to tell me that he is talking nonsense, what he said is not true!" β
Zhan Yu snorted and laughed, contempt, bleakness, and helplessness were all contained in this smile, completely contrary to his twenty-one-year-old age: "I'm sorry, what he said is true." β
Ji Xiaoou suddenly felt that everything in front of her seemed to be covered with a layer of frosted glass and became blurred, and she heard her voice trembling: "Why? Why are you? β
"I don't have a choice." Zhan Yu said, "You don't think there is such a thing as fate, but I think there is." The day I was born, I was destined for what I am today. My mom is going to have surgery, our house is going to be demolished, we have to find a place to move out, we have to spend money on renting a house, my dad ...... Although I don't want to call him Dad, but he is my Dad, he got cirrhosis from excessive drinking, and he was lying in the hospital half-dead, I didn't want to treat him, but I couldn't leave him on the street to die, I always had to pay him for hospitalization, everything needed money, everything needed money, it needed a lot of money, I had no choice, life forced me, I could only take this road. β
The beautiful and pure young man in his heart suddenly showed his true face that he couldn't bear to look at directly, because he was surprised and sad, Ji Xiaoou only felt that the air around her became turbid and hot, she couldn't breathe, and she was a little hysterical: "You are lying, you are lying to yourself." There are countless ways to save yourself, so why do you have to choose to do it...... Duck? Because you've seen what luxury is in a cafΓ©, you're out of balance, you're biased, so you've made your own choice. No one is forcing you to make that choice. Don't comfort yourself with those objective reasons, complain about life and society at every turn, that's the worst excuse......"
Her hand clutched Zhan Yu's clothes too tightly, and that hand seemed to have cut off the blood circulation between it and her body, becoming cold and cold.
Zhan Yu turned around suddenly, almost rudely shook off her hand, half a bottle of red wine made him a little slurred, but the sneer was clear, and at this moment his delicate face became strange and distorted: "I didn't misread you, you and Rigor are all the way, both self-righteous stupid Γ!" What are your real skills? Isn't it because your parents have usurped social resources that don't belong to you that you can get ahead? I don't know how to be ashamed, and I always like to pretend to be the Virgin and think about salvation. It's not going to be installed at this time, is it? Can't fit it, right? Get out of the way, and don't make me sick to see you. β
Ji Xiaoou seemed to hear something in the air break with a "boom", her face turned pale, and she took a step back, she also tried in vain to save the decline, trying to connect the friendship between the two that was close to being broken, and still maintaining its old hazy ambiguity: "I'm sorry, Xiao Yu, I apologize......"
"No need to apologize. Didn't you say you would invite me to your house for dinner? An MB, would you still like to bring it back now? Do you still dare? Zhan Yu took a step closer, his eyes chilling with provocation. Don't you dare, right? Then don't pretend, and say that you look down on me! β
"Shall we not do it? Shall we not do it? Xiao Yu, you can find a job after graduation, and the most difficult days of gritting your teeth will pass......"
"Hehehe......" Zhan Yu laughed, with a hint of malice, his snow-white teeth shining in the neon light, like a hideous little beast, "Sister, do you know how much an undergraduate's starting salary is now?" Do you know how much a slightly new house with an elevator will cost? Do you know how much a hospital ICU charges a day? You don't know anything, you've been living in an ivory tower given to you by your parents. But my parents only gave me a body, this body, someone is willing to buy and I am willing to sell, in exchange for what I need, what a fair deal, why can't you see it? β
Ji Xiaoou looked at him, his eyes were distant and scattered, as if he was looking at a stranger he had never met: "But you will ruin your life like this, do you know?" How much money do you need, tell me and I'll help you. β
Zhan Yu looked at her for a long time, the blackness in his eyes gradually decayed under the washing of a large amount of liquid, turning into a miserable white, and he suddenly retreated: "Goodbye, sister!" I wish you to marry a good man in the future and be able to tolerate all your innocence and dreams. β
The green light at the intersection turned on, Zhan Yu followed the flow of people across the road, he walked straight over, sometimes opening his arms slightly, stopping his stumbling steps, but did not turn back to her, never. In this way, with a gadfly-like passion and surging hatred, he sank himself into the crowd, disappeared into the vast sea of people, and disappeared into Ji Xiaoou's teary-eyed blurred vision.