591 Finding Fun
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He raised his eyebrows slightly.
I asked, "Not convinced?"
"Nope." He said, "I'm convinced."
I saw him drooping his eyebrows and looking defeated, and I couldn't help but be a little amused: "How have you been doing in the last few months?"
"What do you see?"
"I think it's pretty good," I said, "and it's kind of a comeback."
He shook his head: "Far from it."
"Do you know what level your family was before?"
"Of course," he said, "I have the information, and the old man always tells it to me."
"Oh." I asked, "Your dad must have spoken me badly, right?"
"Guess wrong," he said meaningfully, "he said a lot of good things about you."
I asked, "What are they?"
"He said that you used to be a very lovely woman, and you also thought about me everywhere, and the reason why you have become so cold as you are now is because I hurt you deeply. But I love you too, and the reason why we divorced was not because of a broken relationship, but because of a misunderstanding. β
I couldn't help but laugh: "Do you believe it?"
"I believe," he said, "and I know he wants me to chase you back, but don't worry, I won't."
I asked, "Why?"
"Although no one told me, I knew very well that I had a mental problem, and this was one thing," he said seriously, "and the second one...... Forget it, there is no second one. β
I didn't wonder about the second one, I just said "oh".
He continued: "The old man wants me to chase you back because you have more status than all the unmarried women I am associating with."
"Oh."
"But I don't want to."
I asked, "Why not?" Seeing that he didn't speak, I said again: "Don't say it's because you're not interested in me, if you're really not interested, things won't be like this."
He glanced at me lightly and laughed: "Of course there is interest, but you are too cold and too blunt, I feel that you are completely unenergetic, like a robot, you may be a good business partner, but not like a wife." I want my wife to be a lovely, warm and passionate woman. β
I said, "Thanks for the compliment."
Surprised, he asked, "Do you think it's a compliment?"
"That's right," I said, "what you're describing is what I've always wanted to be." So I'm very happy. β
"But you're not laughing." He said.
I said, "To be happy doesn't have to be to laugh."
He was thoughtful and did not speak.
I hesitated for a moment, but finally said, "A long time ago, you said to me that you like enterprising women, and I am not your type."
He didn't speak.
I came back to my senses, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said this."
He ignored it and just asked, "That's why you've made yourself like this?"
I shook my head: "It's just to better manage the company."
He asked, "What were you like before?"
"I ......"
No one interrupted me, it was me who suddenly couldn't continue.
Unlike many thirty-year-old women who are desperately willing to bask in memories of their youth, I am different.
I've always tried to avoid recalling it.
I changed the subject: "How are you doing?"
"It's fine." He said absentmindedly, "You know what I'm sick with, right?"
"I knew it before." I said, "Now it looks like it's progressing, I don't know."
"Well," he said, starting to light a cigarette again, and said nonchalantly, "they say that I have only two cases right now, one is me and the other is crazy." But I think the madman seems to have a pattern, as long as I live in a proper way, he won't come out and disturb easily. β
"What does it mean to live in a proper manner?"
He smiled a little wickedly: "Don't drink and don't women." Maybe he's your ex-husband. β
I said, "So did you go crazy last night?"
"Nope."
"Oh."
He raised his eyebrows slightly: "Only?"
"Hmm."
"You didn't understand what I meant?" He asked, surprised.
"Understood." I said, "But I don't care about that."
He asked, "Don't care and ask?"
"Just a polite gesture." I said, "It's so hot, I'm hungry and thirsty, and I don't know when I'll see the car."
"Probably have to come out of this generation." He glanced at me and said, "Your hair is soaked."
"Hmm."
"Or you can solve it and let me see it." He said, "If you can't fix it, you don't need to wear it."
It's not that my bra buttons can't be repaired, they just need to be pinched with pliers and something. Of course, Fanyin's hands that can directly break people's arms can do it, and there is no end in sight, and I am also dizzy from the heat, so I didn't insist anymore: "Then you carry it."
He honestly carried it, but I still always felt like he was going to turn back at any moment and pull his bra out at a faster pace.
After handing it to Fanyin, he found the buckle, pinched it and handed it to me: "Okay."
"Thank you," I said, "Thank you."
He turned around again, and I quickly took off my coat and shirt, and before I put on my bra, Fanyin suddenly said, "Hurry up!" Someone's coming! Looks like your fiancΓ©! β
I was startled and hurriedly wrapped my shirt around my body, but in a hurry, I put on the wrong sleeve and tore it with a big bang, and at the same time, Fanyin turned his head.
I was even more afraid: "What are you doing!" Turn back! β
He was stunned for a moment, then swept my whole body with his gaze, and suddenly laughed: "Are you scared like this?"
I ignored him and concentrated on fiddling with the broken shirt, but when I put it on, I found that the tear was in the middle, and even if I put on the suit, I couldn't cover it.
I was so anxious that I was about to cry, but I was still laughing next to me: "Just kidding, you take it too seriously......"
I was so annoyed that I yelled, "Shut up!"
He couldn't hold back his smile, as if he had just seen my annoyed face, and showed embarrassment: "I'm kidding."
"Get out." I say.
"There's no need for that, right?" He frowned, "You ripped the clothes yourself."
"Get out." I didn't want to see him again for a second.
"Hey!" He looked anxious, "I can't apologize?" You don't want to go on endlessly, okay? β
"I knew that I would be nervous to change clothes in such a place, and deliberately made this kind of joke to make me look ugly." I felt like my sanity was torn like this shirt: "You used to be like that, you always like to make fun of humiliating me."
He was a little confused: "I'm really just kidding...... Just wanted to see how nervous you looked. β
I didn't speak, wrapped myself up, and turned to walk forward.
In fact, the main responsibility for tearing clothes lies with me, who made me so unfrightened. I was angry because he didn't show the slightest respect for me in his behavior and language from morning to now. In the past, in marriage, he never respected me, I think it was because I had no bottom line and was too cheap. But now that I'm divorced, I still have to be repeatedly used by him to shabu, I can't accept this, because I think I'm different now, and I can no longer look like a piece of garbage in front of him.
After walking for a while, there was a sound of footsteps behind him, and there was no one else nearby, no doubt it was a fanyin: "Don't cry." He caught up and put something over my shoulders and said, "Wear mine."
I turned my face sideways, and when I saw that it was his shirt, I moved my shoulders to show that I didn't need to.
But he didn't seem to understand my suggestion, and he pressed my shoulder, made me stop, and took my arm, saying, "Don't be angry, it's me who is wrong."
I was about to continue to be angry, but suddenly I saw his body. I almost forgot that he came to the party in a dress. Now he gave me the shirt, and he wore only a tuxedo jacket, which was similar in style to a suit, and now it was empty behind its huge V-neckline, and there were bright red kiss marks on its collarbone and chest. His collar moved with his movements, and because it was too big, even Mimi was exposed.
I accidentally laughed, he was stunned at first, then looked down at himself, and then laughed too, as if a little faceless: "It's a little awkward not to wear it at all."
I didn't speak.
He said again: "Wear it, I'll watch it for you, I won't tease you this time."
After such a distraction, my anger was almost gone. Reason regained the upper hand, and it told me that it was not good for me to have any emotional fluctuations with Fanyin, and that I couldn't go through those old accounts with him, and that if I wanted to let go of the past, I had to admit it first, and if I wanted to admit it, I had to face it calmly.
I changed into my shirt and tied a pimple at the corner of my shirt to make it look less exaggerated. This time, she honestly stood with her back to me, smoking a cigarette.
When I was done, he glanced at it, then smiled, "Pretty pretty."
I said, "Thank you."
I was cold, and he didn't say anything more.
After walking for a while, the shadow of the highway could be faintly seen in front of me, and even the villa of Meng Jiancong's family could not be seen behind.
I was overjoyed: "I have a car!"
"Yes," Fanyin was a little interested: "But how to go up?"
"What's going to go up there?" I asked.
"It's not like there's a taxi road."
Indeed, in the wilderness, it is impossible for many people to visit, and naturally there is no need for taxis.
I said, "Then you can take a ride, let's just pay for it."
"But I don't have any money," asked Fanyin, "do you have one?"
Although I can claim to be rich, at this moment, I have not a dime in my pocket. I do have jewelry, but because I don't like gold and silver, I have jade and other things on me, which are characterized by a layman's lack of value.
I asked, "Do you have any jewelry?"
Fanyin stretched out his wrist, revealing the glittering diamond watch on his wrist.
I said, "That's it."
Fanyin frowned: "You don't know the goods?" It's the only one of its kind in the world. β
"Spend money to redeem it afterwards." I said, "I'll redeem you."