Volume 8: The Season of Romance (7)

Zhang Jun didn't say it for sure.

In fact, in his heart, he had already made some kind of certainty. It's just that he doesn't want to block 'all' of his way.

These things were told to him by 'Chen Zhao' at the beginning. It's also in the diary. It's just that Chen Zhao didn't see it now, he didn't know all this...

Of course, he can be regarded as 'selfish' to avoid the mistakes Chen Zhao made at the beginning.

The seeds planted in the life that I experienced when I had no skills are slowly taking root and sprouting...

Under the guidance of some laws and perhaps nature... Thriving.

Yu Yazhi can actually see some of it.

She also understood the meaning of Zhang Jun's final additions. She sighed lightly, there was some inexplicable complexity in her eyes, and she hesitated to ask a question, but in the end she still didn't say it.

"Zhang Jun, I want to make it clear to you." Yu Yazhi gave up the question and said something hidden in her heart: "I can promise you to get married." We can just start our lives like this... But that's why I'm going to make some things clear to you. ”

She had a smile on her face.

But Zhang Jun was not too surprised by the uncalm change, he waited seriously and sincerely to listen to the words that Yu Yazhi was about to elaborate.

In some ways, Zhang Jun is mature and steady.

This is always the case with the things he takes seriously.

I have to say that Zhang Jun is a very good man. Whether it's in the world, or in everything in life.

This is also the reason why Yu Yazhi does not exclude. Life has to be lived, so there must be marriage. However, under the premise of a loveless marriage, she is naturally more willing to choose a happier one.

Taking a deep breath, Yu Yazhi spoke.

"Zhang Jun, can you find out? Actually, I have no love for you. But because I want to promise you, because I'm going to be together, because it's a lot about the future, I don't want to hide it. ”

"I just want to live. But the life I want to live is not tormented by life. Of course, I want to pursue happiness, but my happiness is not material. I'm just tired of loneliness, just to live a life that I want not to be tormented by life, and a life that I have to choose, do you know what I mean? ”

"Mixed with me, it's the same as your previous marriage. Not much has changed, and it's not fair to you. I don't want to hide this from you, so I want you to make sure..."

Yu Yazhi wanted to continue.

But Zhang Jun interrupted her: "I know. ”

Jang Jun understood what she meant.

'Just to plug the hole? 'Or something? He didn't want to think about anything else. Because if you think about it, it's some of the worse words.

It's sad...

It's not a bad ending.

At least...

At least what?

Zhang Jun asked himself why he thought of this. Eventually, he whispered back, "At least I got the 'I like' thing, didn't I?" It is in the most beautiful love and the saddest not to love each other, although it is not the best, but it is not the worst. This is a level better than when I started. ”

At this point, he smiled, "Be content." Isn't it? 'Ordinary' is fine. ”

There were too many ideas that came up in an instant, and Zhang Jun quickly forgot about them. He didn't take it to heart.

But it's not a bad thing not to remember, is it?

Too good is not in this cruel society.

....

It's so hard to make a decision.

However, it only took a second to decide.

Everything is so over, it is complicated and romantic, admirable and beautiful marriage, so easy to be simple with a certain cruelty.... Confirmed.

Everything is not so rushed.

The next night, Zhang Jun returned to his home for a long time.

It's the intersection I've been familiar with for an unknown number of years, the stairs that you can move forward with your eyes closed, and the gate that exudes traces of the past. There are also couplets on both sides that have been changed over and over again over the years...

Zhang Jun was a little emotional, but he didn't have the slightest reluctance.

He knew that divorce had not done anything wrong. He really couldn't continue to live like this, tormenting anymore.

Without a key, he faced the door and rang the doorbell for the first time.

"Who? Chen Zhao? Yang Xiaoru's voice came from inside, "It's the first time I've seen you come so late..."

Yang Xiaoru, who was wearing pajamas, opened the door with curiosity. But when he saw Zhang Jun at the door, he was stunned for a while, and he was stunned for a long time before he eased up.

The eyes were a little complicated, and the mouth with a little inexplicable smile slowly flattened.

"How do you... Coming back? ”

Can Yang Xiaoru have feelings for Zhang Jun?

It's been ten years together.

Maybe... Maybe the original intention of being together was wrong. But there is also the idiom that will be wrong... Isn't it?

How would she describe how she felt when she saw Zhang Jun again a few months after the divorce?

Mixed tastes?

"Can't you come?" Zhang Jun reluctantly smiled and said, "Can I go in?" ”

In front of Chen Zhao, the calmness and confidence that knew him well were replaced by the same Zhang Jun, but Yang Xiaoru never showed his attitude towards Chen Zhao. She turned sideways, and Zhang Jun, who understood, walked in.

The house is set in stone.

Nothing has changed...

People are so... Home is so...

"Where's the kid?"

"I'm sleeping. I've been sleeping a little early lately... You're coming.. Look at him? Yang Xiaoru asked.

"It doesn't count... I know you'll take good care of it. ”

"Look at me?"

"It's not..."

“....”

Yang Xiaoru fell silent. In the end, he bit his lip, took out the blue cup that Zhang Jun usually uses, and poured it full of water.

"Sit down. Drink some water and talk about it... Actually, I can probably guess a little. There are a few thoughts, and I guess I can hit one of them. You don't have to worry about anything... I can take it. Yang Xiaoru said.

Yang Xiaoru has no feelings for Zhang Jun?

This is just Zhang Jun's own determination.

Is that really the case?

It's just that Zhang Jun likes to think things too extremely.

From Yang Xiaoru's eyes, it can be seen that many things are not what Zhang Jun thinks. She also cares about some details of Zhang Jun... For example, I lost weight, and my clothes didn't seem to have been washed for a few days... The attitude has changed a bit, and it is not so tough anymore.

"Then I'm going to be blunt?"

"Say it."

"I'm going to talk to someone right now... Really together. Well, the ring was also given, and I agreed to it very quickly. ”

Zhang Jun is very honest, and as Yang Xiaoru indicated, he simply narrated.

“...”

For a while, Yang Xiaoru's face turned a little pale.

Soon showed a complicated wry smile, shook his head slightly, and had some sarcasm in his eyes, "It's really fast, a few months, Zhang Jun... The old doesn't go, the new doesn't come... Everything fell into place. ”

“...”

Zhang Jun did not answer.

"Want to send me an invitation?"

"It's just... Just talking. Wanted to tell you about it... After all..."

After Zhang Jun said that after two words, he suddenly thought of the following words and didn't know how to say them, so he immediately stopped awkwardly.

"After all, it's my ex-wife, and the children are also with me, so I'm afraid of making trouble, right?" Yang Xiaoru asked.

What he said was a bit extreme, but it was also similar to what Zhang Jun thought in his heart.

It's just that he can express it more tactfully.

"Zhang Jun... I knew we couldn't get back together. Well, in whatever sense... It's not that hard to accept, meditate, there's nothing special. ”

Yang Xiaoru said, but with a little unwillingness, "But do you really have no feelings for me at all?" Zhang Jun, I just don't understand why you were able to make such a decision in just a few months... If you push it a little longer, can't you? ”

“....”

Zhang Jun knew very well what Yang Xiaoru wanted to say next.

With his understanding of Yang Xiaoru:

"I'm going back—" he immediately got up.

Yang Xiaoru didn't stop him.

After Zhang Jun said this, many words that were ready to be said were held back.

In less than 1 minute, come in, go out again.

The water in the cup was still overflowing.

Zhang Jun didn't enter the room even a step...

The wind was blowing gently, and it was a mild night...

In the end, only Yang Xiaoru was left sobbing silently.

..............