Although she didn't ask a lot about Chen Yi's affairs, Yu Yazhi still knew a little.

However, the reason for coming here, she didn't see Chen Yi mention it. But she could still guess a little...

Pursuing love...

These words sounded so unpleasant to Yazhi's ears.

Is love so easy to get? It sounds like a declaration of some 'great goal', but it's also full of irony. The same is true for her.

In the end, Yu Yazhi thought that she had chosen life and abandoned some pursuits, and she was not qualified to talk about anything in front of Chen Yi. Since she chose it that way, she should respect her choice and don't talk too much.

How can a person who escapes life be cowardly?

"Okay..."

In the end, Yu Yazhi nodded and said softly, "Since you said so, you must have taken care of everything." I'll help you find a job. Speaking of which, out of friendship, she asked, "Really, nothing to ask for?" ”

"Well, if you insist on me to say it, then I have to work less hours and make more money..."

"You dream about it." Yu Yazhi sneered, "It's so lazy to do.."

"Hee-hee.."

The bland conversation between the two slowly came to an end.

...

Time flies slowly.

And so the day passed.

After staying at home for nearly a day, Chen Zhao really couldn't adapt to this somewhat idle life. Under this torment, he even cleaned the house inside and out.

In the evening, I got a call from Wang Dong, saying that everything had been negotiated and settled. The ads were completely ported, and now he just needs to spend some time a day typing articles according to his hand. Wait until next month to have an income.

This too easy work still made Chen Zhao a little uneasy.

In these months of life, his perception of making money is that 'hard work, hard work' is the standard of harvest

The idea of whether or not to return to work resurfaced resurfaced to him. After all, it's not busy, so even if you fail, you can still have a stable income.

"Forget it, don't think about it."

In the end, Chen Zhao gave up.

He decided to try for a month first, and if he didn't make much money next month, he would immediately look for a new job. Now concentrate on the website in front of you.

For Wang Dong, he still trusts him.

Chen Zhao also felt that he was always thinking in a bad direction, and he was a little negative. If you make money, you can earn a lot of money by sitting at home every day doing nothing, so why not? Who wants to get up early every day and work hard at night?

In the evening, Xia Qing returned home.

After a simple meal, she asked Chen Zhao about her work, and after getting an ambiguous answer, she didn't go deeper, took a shower, watched TV for a while, and sat down at the table to deal with the documents.

Compared with the daily busyness, Chen Zhaoqian always feels tired and sleepy. When he returned home, he didn't have much leisure and leisure in the time when he didn't have enough rest, and in the past few days, he has made up for his energy, and he has some distracting thoughts...

Suddenly, he felt that life was a little too light.

Dull?

It seems so.

Take care of her daughter, eat, tidy up, Xia Qing goes home, eats, chats a few words, Xia Qing is busy with work again...

"Xia Qing, I'll go out."

At 7:30 p.m., Chen Zhao planned to go out for a walk. He doesn't like to think of something bad like this, maybe blow the wind and soothe his mood, and these strange emotions will disappear.

Walking around in this remote alley, Chen Zhao has no purpose or plan, he wants to go to Chen Yina's park to sit.

He knew that he had some affection for Chen Yi, but it couldn't outweigh friendship. And now it's so late, it's not good to meet and talk deeply... Thinking about it, Chen Zhao made a decision, and he went in a different direction.

The night breeze at the end of summer is cool, as cool as spring, and it is hard to believe that the wind during the day seems to be like a ball of fire...

The clothes of the wind rattled, and the hair that had not been cut for a long time also grew, slowly floating in the cool breeze. My thoughts were disrupted, and the thoughts that I thought about about life that were too ordinary were slowly forgotten.

Passing by a small teahouse that was quite elegant, Chen Zhao inadvertently saw a back figure from the door.

Wearing a ponytail and a simple girl's shirt, she looks like a very young woman from the back.

Facing this kind of clean and simple girl who seems to always reveal the taste of sunshine, Chen Zhao will always be a little psychologically touched. Yes, just because of his first paragraph, but the only one that has been derived from some feelings, it is the sunny girl who quietly likes the class next door to the first year of high school.

That is a thing of the past, though.

Think about it, the first time I saw it, it was like this brother.

Chen Zhao recalled the back of the sunny girl standing at the door of the next class in the evening self-study, and Zhang Jun was standing next to him...

Yes...

It's been a long time to think about it, and for me, it's been 3 years.

He still remembers that Zhang Jun said with interest, 'Do you like this girl?' Want me to get it for you? ’

But the final ending is a bit too ironic.

The good smell that always comes with passing by, the sunny smile, the youthful and beautiful face, the lively and cheerful personality... Everything belongs to Zhang Jun, not himself. Time, it really changes a lot... The beauty that I was obsessed with in the past can only become a memory after 10 years.

He sighed softly and turned to leave. Because the girl in his memory has changed, and the person in front of him can't be the person in his memory.

But just as he was about to move away, the woman consciously turned her head. In the blink of an eye, they met his gaze.

"Chen Zhao?" Chen Yi was a little stunned.

“...”

Chen Zhao was also stunned.

How is this woman in this place?

"Chen Zhao?" And what Chen Zhao didn't pay attention to, behind the back covered by Chen Yi, poked his head out, and was wearing a blue shirt, his eyes were a combination of surprise and depression, and some were confused by Yazhi.

"Why are you two here?" Chen Zhao felt inexplicable: "Isn't your house on the other side?" ”

"My family is still in Yunnan, didn't I come to Fujian?" Chen Yi rolled his eyes, "It's a good place here, so I'll come over for tea." It's really..."

As he spoke, he pointed to a chair, "Come in and sit, there's no one here now." At this point, she was stunned, and suddenly smiled and said, "There are refreshments, good tea, they are all Yazhi treats!" ”

“...”

Chen Zhao didn't know how to shirk it, it would be embarrassing not to go in. I had no choice but to sit beside them.

The situation that I don't want to encounter is a coincidence, but under my own deliberateness, it becomes a coincidence.

As for Yu Yazhi, Chen Zhao thought about it, it should have been a long time since they met.

"What are you doing here?" Chen Yi then asked curiously.

"Distracted."

"You won't quarrel with your wife, will you?"

"How can you..."

"But you look sullen?"

Chen Zhao grimaced and barely squeezed out a smile, "It's always fun now, right?" ”

"Look at you stupid... Hahahaha! ”

Chen Yi and Chen Zhao were a little too familiar to communicate with Yu Yazhi, which made her a little uneasy.

Speaking of uneasiness, or some subtle anxiety.

This made Yu Yazhi very uncomfortable, but he could only smile reluctantly, "When did you two become so familiar?" ”

"Oh... In the past few days, I have met several times unintentionally, and I am born and cooked twice. Chen Yi smiled.

It's easy to misunderstand, and it's nothing that comes out of her mouth. Just as a joke, Chen Zhao didn't care.

He thought about it, and secretly glanced at Yu Yazhi's somewhat silent appearance, because he didn't want the atmosphere to be embarrassed, and said with a smile, "How have you been with Zhang Jun recently?" ”

"Zhang Jun... Well, that's good. More going out for a walk. But he was a little busy with work these days, so he didn't look for me much. Yu Yazhi replied.

"Hey, that's good, Yazhi, you are about to enter the palace of marriage." Chen Yi sighed, with some envy in his eyes.

But this emotion made Yu Yazhi, who was a little astringent in her heart, even more uncomfortable.

She didn't feel good for a while, and finally pretended to joke with mixed emotions, "Marriage... In fact, it is also called the grave of love. Isn't it? ”

....