Chapter 271: Sensitivity from a Woman
confided his heart bluntly and explicitly, He Yi'an's heartstrings tightened suddenly.
It's already a sea of vicissitudes, and the other party's persistence is still exciting, but what can this change? It is meaningless except to increase the boredom in the heart.
Feelings are mutual, and love is even more interdependent. Maybe his heart lake also set off a trace of waves for this woman who was tied with love, but at that time, he had a heart and a trust, and he couldn't take care of the feelings outside of this relationship.
He Yi'an knew that his ignorance had hurt this woman with a glass heart so badly that he stayed alone in the empty house all the year round, and did not marry in plain clothes, which can be seen in the tenacity of his heart and the strength of his feelings.
However, at this moment, it is already last night's yellow flowers, and things are not people.
The person who disdained him at the beginning has now become a superior person, and he is still struggling at the bottom of society. Ordinary days are like a pot of boiled gruel, and you can't taste anything. The passion of love is covered by the greasy of firewood, rice, oil and salt, and in the boring environment day after day, the gap between ideal ambition and reality makes the unwilliness on the career gradually magnified, and the longer the hardship, the longer the decadence.
The current self, compared with the high-flying Zheng Ke, is like a humble ant, except for envy, the rest is inferiority.
Thinking about it, my heart is like numbness.
He Yi'an, who was full of worries, returned to the dormitory and was silent at the door for a long time before he opened the door with a sigh. Cheng Jiangshui on the bed was suddenly awakened and hurriedly got up.
"Yi'an, you're back!"
He Yi'an frowned, and complained casually: "Why did you sleep with your clothes on." β
Cheng Jiangshui smiled shallowly and explained: "I just wanted to lie down and wait for you to come back, but I didn't expect to fall asleep." What's the matter, you're working overtime again? β
He Yixin's head trembled, and he turned his face to cover it up and said: "Oh, there are some people from the province in the museum, and they want me to cooperate in sorting out some information, I'm afraid it's going to be like this every day these days." β
Cheng Jiangshui blinked and asked softly, "Saved it?" That must be an important task, right? β
"Well, almost."
He Yi'an bit his lip, hesitated for a long time, and said hesitantly: "Well, that's right...... Tomorrow I have an old classmate who wants to treat us to dinner. β
Cheng Jiangshui asked in surprise: "Old classmate? What old schoolmates? β
He Yi'an didn't dare to look up directly, and his heart was a little empty: "It's a classmate from the university, I haven't seen each other for many years, and this time I suddenly came down with the provincial working group, uh, I also met by chance." β
Cheng Jiangshui didn't notice He Yi'an's strange appearance at all, and nodded slightly: "Oh, yes, that's really a coincidence, I haven't seen him for so many years, and it's really not easy to meet here again." β
He Yi'an nodded and said, "Yes, it's a coincidence." β
Cheng Jiangshui asked casually: "Men and women?" β
"Uh, girl!"
He Yi'an's scalp was a little numb, and he asked rhetorically, "Uh, you don't mind, right?" β
Cheng Jiangshui smiled, without any guilt in his heart, and said softly: "What's this, it's normal for male and female classmates to come and go, and I'm not a woman with a small belly." β
He Yi'an raised his head and frowned: "That...... Are you free tomorrow? β
Cheng Jiangshui thought for a while, shook his sore arm, and said calmly: "I've been tired from the emergency department recently, and I want to rest tomorrow weekend." β
He Yi'an pursed his lips and said happily: "Okay, it's not early, let's go to bed first." β
Seeing He Yi'an take off his clothes and prepare to lie on the bed in a daze, Cheng Jiangshui asked in astonishment, "Don't you wash?" β
He Yi'an, who was bored, said lazily: "I don't want to wash it, I'm too tired." β
Cheng Jiangshui hurriedly stepped forward to take He Yi'an's coat, and suddenly smelled a unique perfume on the tip of his nose. Cheng Jiangshui frowned, a little suspicious in his heart, and when he was about to open his mouth to ask, he saw that He Yi'an had already turned over, and for a while Cheng Jiangshui swallowed the words back.
After hanging up his coat, Cheng Jiangshui got on the bed lightly and leaned on the edge of the bed. Nowadays, husbands and wives are busy with work on weekdays, and there are few decent conversations all day long, let alone heart-to-heart.
No matter how tired Cheng Jiangshui is, he has to wait for He Yi'an to return every night, just to talk more between husband and wife, so as not to be under the same roof, speechless like two strangers, not to mention that he has a full stomach to say to He Yi'an.
Cheng Jiangshui bit his lip, looked at He Yi'an's cold back, and said softly: "Yi'an, there is something I want to tell you......"
He Yi'an shook his body slightly, but did not turn around, and said in a daze: "Let's talk about something tomorrow, I'm also tired." β
Listening to her husband's boring tone, Cheng Jiangshui sighed secretly, touched his lower abdomen, and cast his worried eyes on He Yi'an's lonely and cold back......
The next day was close to noon, and I was invited to follow He Yi'an to attend the dinner of the so-called female classmates. Cheng Jiangshui sat at the table with a ghost, and for the first time he had the intention to dress up himself, but he didn't know if it was for the purpose of adding points to He Yi'an, or what it was.
Pick up a small round mirror and look at yourself in the mirror, the flowers and moons that were looking forward to the glory seem to be a little haggard under the destruction of the ruthless years.
Cheng Jiangshui sighed secretly in his heart, it is really a hundred days of redness, and there is a trend of a yellow-faced woman if it goes down.
I opened my pocket-sized makeup bag and looked at the pitiful amount of so-called "cosmetics" inside, except for some cheap face oil, there seemed to be nothing to decorate and retouch. Use limited things too, at least it's better than not applying anything at all.
He Yi'an walked in from outside the house, watched Cheng Jiangshui renovate his face for the first time, looked up at his watch, and looked a little impatient: "Why aren't you ready yet!" β
Cheng Jiangshui hurriedly explained weakly: "Oh, I'll clean myself up a little, and finally go out with you to meet people, I'm afraid of people's jokes." β
He Yi'an frowned, and said disapprehantly: "It's all friends, what is there to laugh at, just do it!" Hurry up, don't keep people waiting, I'll wait for you outside. β
"Oh, got it."
Cheng Jiangshui responded in frustration, his heart a little sour. Waiting for He Yi'an to go out, Cheng Jiangshui slowly picked up the lenses and looked at himself in the mirror melancholy. After a long time, she sighed faintly: "Jiang Shui, are you already old...... Hey......"
Coincidentally, the hotel that Zheng Ke ordered was still the premier Ganquan Hotel in the city. It seems that apart from this place, there is no place in the city that shows a noble status. Cheng Jiangshui didn't think about it, it didn't matter where he went, anyway, he followed behind He Yi'an and quietly acted as the little woman behind him.
It's just that He Yi'an has been depressed all these years, and even his emotional intelligence has declined a little, and he took Cheng Jiangshui to participate in a dinner with a woman who once had vague emotions with him, I don't know how his brain grows, don't you understand that women's sensitivity far exceeds men's wisdom?
Or maybe it's the naΓ―ve idea that the body is not afraid of shadows and is not distracted, but the unreasonable nature of women is not what he can guess.