10

The small copper stove hanging from the fire was extinguished, the black olive charcoal was smoking, the action of pouring tea stopped, and the room was quiet.

The cuffs of Zhong Shushi's shirt were folded, revealing a tight forearm, and under the cold white skin, the cyan meridians appeared.

After a long time, he endured the urge to hold Meng Jia's palm for a while, and said calmly, "Pick a day, I'll take you to see your mother." ”

Unexpectedly, Meng Jia's first reaction was to shout out in surprise, "Really? ”

The surging emotions receded like a resurgence, and she felt that it was inappropriate, how could she owe him a favor again? I can't tell you yet.

Meng Jia hurriedly waved his hand, "Mr. Zhong just needs to tell me where it is, it's fine." ”

Zhong Shushi's voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of scaring her, "In the cemetery next to Futian Temple." ”

In the years when he followed Meng Weijun to study, every time his first wife's death day, he always had to go to Futian Temple, and when he came back, he didn't say anything, he was stunned in the office alone, and sat until midnight.

Tan Zonghe will not bother him on this day.

"Thank you, Mr. Chung."

This sentence is more sincere than everything she said today. Because it is full of emotion, it is said by her soft tone, which is different and beautiful.

Zhong Shushi chuckled and rescued this idle heart from being sad for her.

The tea was poured for three and a half quarters and a half, and Meng Jia's stomach was so drunk that a gust of wind rose, and the rain gradually receded.

Zhong Shushi couldn't sit still when he saw her, his face was respectful and polite round after round, but his eyes kept looking out the window, so he just engraved the sentence "Why does the rain still stop" on his head.

Unexpectedly, one day, a meal of his Zhong Shushi's tea will also make people impatient, and not everyone is in a hurry, squeezing their heads to enter his door and eat his tea.

The Meng Jia in front of him is very different.

He made a phone call and instructed the driver to drive the car to the front of the covered bridge and take Miss Meng back to school.

Zhong Shushi put down the phone, "I have something to do at night, so I won't send it to you." ”

Meng Jia got up, thinking in his heart that this arrangement was the best, and thanked him, "Mr. Zhong is busy." ”

Zhong Shushi saw through her careful thoughts, and laughed silently, "Go ahead." ”

The driver drove the car out of the backyard, but in three or five minutes, he held up an umbrella and waited for Meng Jia at the door.

Meng Jia picked up her bag, said sorry for the trouble, and followed the driver into the car.

Zhong Shushi held the bucket cup, turned his head inadvertently, and the afterglow at the end of his eyes fell on the breeze and drizzle, and he twisted his thin waist.

The little girl is so old, she is not yet twenty years old, and she was born with a rare beauty in this world.

The black car door closed, and she couldn't be seen anymore, Zhong Shushi suddenly retracted, outlining her slim eyes, and lost focus for a while.

Zhong Shushi was not there, not only Meng Jia felt comfortable, but the driver was also relaxed.

Master Kong looked at her in the rearview mirror a few times, and each time he became more curious than the other. He can't be blamed for this, just because there has never been another girl in this car, except for the third lady.

But Meng Jia didn't speak, he didn't dare to ask, who knows which family's daughter it is?

Mr. Zhong's affairs have always been inquired about.

Meng Jia saw that he was uncomfortable, and smiled first, "Say whatever you want." ”

Master Kong was a little embarrassed, "No, Miss Meng, I'm just surprised." ”

She expressed it very well, "Surprised that Mr. Zhong asked you to send me back?" ”

"That's pretty much what it means, because I haven't seen it yet, and he's giving it to some other little girl."

"Oh, he just took pity on me."

The expression on Meng Jia's face was the same hazy as the dark world outside the car window.

What else could it be?

And what should it be? It can only be pitiful.

At the beginning of the heavy rain, the air was filled with a freshness that had been washed away.

Zhong Ling and Liu Xiaolin were lying on the edge of the windowsill, looking at Meng Jia, who was like a willow, and slowly walked down from the car.

"Sub-Olympic ......"

Liu Xiaolin was just about to scold, but was stopped by Zhong Ling, "Eh! said that she would be a lady and not swear. ”

"Well, a plant. This is your second brother's car. ”

Zhong Ling held his cheeks and fiddled with the green leaves in the flower pot, "I'm not blind." ”

Liu Xiaolin turned around lightly and stood next to Zhong Ling, "I said it earlier, this Meng Jia is not simple, right?" ”

It's not simple, it's for sure, otherwise she can't have a relationship with her second brother again and again, Zhong Ling thought.

But she couldn't guess how complicated this seemingly tranquil and comfortable Meng Jia was.

Zhong Ling glanced at her, "Why are you so happy?" ”

"I'd love to."

Liu Xiaolin walked back to the desk, took an apple and threw it up, and took it back in her hand.

She lay on the sofa and crunched, "I'm laughing, since everyone is already your second brother's, don't think about that kid Tan Yu." ”

Zhong Ling hurriedly defended him, "You are talking nonsense, why is it my second brother's?" Why don't you send her back! ”

Liu Xiaolin asked rhetorically, "I'll ask you!" Your brother who doesn't ask about the world is the master who can easily give away? Count for yourself, how many times have you been in this car? Don't count the ones who squeeze in. ”

Zhong Ling was deflated, and she sat down on the bed, "Okay, not once." ”

After a while, Zhong Ling said again, "That's not likely, Tan Yu won't have a chance, right?" My brother is almost thirty years old after all. ”

Liu Xiaolin shook her head and scolded her for being stupid, "Ling'er, you can't be picked up by the Zhong family, right?" ”

"What?"

Liu Xiaolin said in a determined tone, and shouted at Zhong Ling, "The person your brother has a crush on, what can you do with Tan Yu's kid!" He'll just step aside. ”

Zhong Ling was dumbfounded, and could only be angry, "You will watch him now, do you want to marry him so much?" ”

"Not necessarily, depending on how their Tan family will be in the future, there shouldn't be much change. In short, my mother has a booklet in her heart, which is about the same age as me, and she has the right door, and she has drawn it all over, needless to say, I have never seen it in person, and I definitely don't like it. The most suitable is Tan Yu. ”

Liu Xiaolin was crooked on the sofa, frowning and talking about lifelong events, but her tone was innocent, as if what they were talking about at the moment was someone else's life.

Zhong Ling thought for a while, "Then you just think he is suitable, not that you love him." ”

In her opinion, Liu Xiaolin is just that she regards Tan Yu as her suitable partner in advance, and is willing to be close to him, but she is only planning for the future.

As for liking, there may be a little bit of it, but in the end it doesn't compare to benefits.

The latter can be real, held in the palm of the hand, seen and touched.

"Love?"

Liu Xiaolin seemed to have heard something terrible.

She sat up and looked at Zhong Ling as if she were a prehistoric creature.

After a while, she said, "You're really spoiled by the family, Miss Three. ”

For people like them, marriage is nothing more than a power transaction, and talking about feelings can't help but make people laugh.

Liu Xiaolin doubts, how was Zhong Ling cared for when he was at home? I didn't even have this mental preparation.

Zhong Ling drew a pause in the air, "OK, stop, marriage is far away from us, let's not talk about it." ”

Liu Xiaolin heard the movement of Meng Jia opening the door next door. She tilted her head at Zhong Ling, "Go, it's your turn." ”

Zhong Ling held his waist up, "Next time Tan Yu dares to support me, I'll throw this thing in his face." ”

She angrily picked up the orange box on the table, walked to Meng Jia's room, and knocked on the door with one free hand, "Meng Jia, can I come in?" ”

Meng Jia turned around, confused by Zhong Ling's troubled battle, "Of course you can." ”

"I was entrusted by someone, Tan Yu asked me to give this to you, and he gave you a gift."

Zhong Ling said as he unpacked the box, which was a Hermes gold buckle Mini Kelly, glacier white, shiny crocodile skin, and excellent texture.

Her lips opened slightly, and she looked incomprehensible, "Why did he send this to me?" ”

It's still such a valuable gift when you make a move.

Zhong Ling pushed down the box, "He's going to chase you." Tan Yu went to your college to inquire and asked you what you usually like, but none of your classmates knew about it. He thinks left and right, and he comes according to his previous experience, which is not to your liking? ”

In addition to attending classes, she is basically in the library, and she doesn't have deep friendships with people, and her classmates don't know her, which is too normal.

Meng Jia was puzzled, "What do you want to do to my liking?" I don't know him. ”

Zhong Ling shook his head with a grin, "It's not surprising, he's been chasing people like this all along." ”

"Can you please send it back for me?"

Meng Jia looked at this eye-catching luxury and felt uncomfortable.

Not to mention the space, there are many things that are inexplicable, who is rare in his bag?

Zhong Ling spread his hands, "I'm only responsible for giving it to you, if you want to retreat, I'm afraid you'll have to find him yourself." ”

"I'm definitely not going."

"Then it can't be helped."

Meng Jia pursed her lower lip and thought for a few seconds, "He said he gave it to me, right?" ”

"Yes."

"Then I have the right to dispose of it?"

Zhong Ling didn't understand what she was going to do, but there was nothing wrong with that, so she nodded.

Meng Jia took out a pair of scissors from the drawer, lifted the golden lock, and cut out two large openings with the knife in his hand.

In Zhong Ling's dumbfoundedness, she casually flipped over the lid of the cardboard box and threw it directly at the door of the dormitory like garbage.

Meng Jia turned back with a smile and patted the dust on his hands, "I'll get rid of it." ”

The moment when she was as excited as a child, in her radiant eyes, the liveliness and agility that could not be appealed to words, Zhong Ling remembered in her heart for many years.

It has been so long that Meng Jia is no longer in Beijing, and has disappeared into their circle without a trace.

But often, it will be mentioned by later people, who don't know anything, saying that she is the one, so that Mr. Zhong, who is sitting on the altar, has moved the red dust and vulgarity, and the girl who has been raised by her side for more than two years almost fell out in order to spoil her.

When Zhong Ling heard this kind of discussion, he would distinguish it every time, don't define her arbitrarily and unreasonably, Meng Jia is just herself.

A girl who doesn't like it anymore because of her temperament, and the handbag is hundreds of thousands of dollars, and she doesn't hesitate at all.

The Buddha said that wealth is in people, and people are reluctant, such as the blade of honey.

There are very few people in the world who can resist the temptation of money, not to mention no, but there is such a person standing in front of her.

But Zhong Ling looked at her, her material conditions were not superior, it could only be spiritual wealth.

No matter the first impression Meng Jia left on everyone, her lips are red and her teeth are white, how gentle she is, but in her bones, she always lives with endless freedom and enthusiasm.

No one should try to interpret her, those rumors who chase after the wind and shadows, with peach-colored traps, cannot constitute a complete and complete Meng Jia.

Zhong Ling couldn't help but shake her head and applauded her, "You're so good." ”

"Bastard's money," Meng Jia asked her to sit down, "Miss Zhong, do you want to drink water?" ”

Zhong Ling stretched out his hands to her, in a posture like a bilateral meeting, "Call me Zhong Ling." ”

Meng Jia also shook her back with both hands, "Okay, do you want Zhong Ling to drink water?" ”

"I want a drink."

After washing a cup, Zhong Ling looked around her room, the light beige embroidered sheets, the blue curtains, a few pots of water lilies planted on the balcony, the textbooks on the desk were neatly stored, and the room was full of a faint lotus fragrance, clean and elegant.

Meng Jia handed her water and moved a chair to sit beside her, "Why are you helping Tan Yu with this?" ”

Zhong Ling explained, "We both grew up together, very good friends, and we owe him a favor last time. ”

"Oh, and Miss Liu next door, right?"

Meng Jia stretched out her finger and asked her.

Zhong Ling smiled weirdly, "And my second brother, don't you know him too?" ”

"Your second brother is Zhong ......"

The innocent girl in front of her is surnamed Zhong, and her family background is prominent, Meng Jia reacted later, and Zhong Shushi's bony face appeared in her mind, with black eyebrows and a straight nose like a steep peak.

Zhong Ling nodded, "Yes, it's the one who just sent you back." ”

Meng Jia sighed, she didn't want to talk more about Mr. Zhong, and said lightly, "It turns out that he is your second brother." ”

"Wow, he's it," Zhong Ling glanced at her, turned the water glass, and teased jokingly, "You're now, to the point of calling her by his name, aren't you?" ”

"No, I saw Mr. Zhong, I was so scared, how dare I not use honorifics?"

Meng Jia pursed her lower lip, and the corners of her mouth pursed a little naturally revealed, timid fear. She generously admitted.

It's because of the fact that there is such a thing as a scandal, and it also requires identity equality. The reverie derived from the unequal relationship is scattered like pieces of paper, and people will only think that she is deliberately hyping up and clinging to the powerful.

Meng Jia knew that she was not qualified. But at the very least, she can leave a good reputation for innocence. Her ambiguous eyes and flickering words at the moment are likely to make people misunderstand. She didn't like it.

Her nervous demeanor was similar to the decisive and courageous cut Hermes just now. provoked Zhong Ling to laugh, she slapped the table, "I can see that you are afraid of him." ”

After laughing, she whispered again, "Then the two of us have one thing in common again." ”

"What?"

"I'm also so afraid of my second brother."

Meng Jia covered her lips and expressed disbelief, "Are you also afraid of his sister?" ”

Although her uncles are domineering and scary outside, they have no reason to play tricks on their families. Meng Jia was never afraid of them.

Zhong Ling pursed his lips, mentioning the extent of his hair, "Why aren't you afraid?" ”

She talked about when she was in her third year of junior high school.

Zhong Ling was still very delicate that year, and secretly wore her mother's topaz necklace to school, a small one, very beautiful to hang around her neck, went to physical education class and took it off, and when she came back, she disappeared, and finally found it in the drawer of the female classmate next to her, along with the velvet box.

Zhong Lingqi was not angry, and flipped someone's desk on the spot and scolded her for being a thief. But the female classmate was also wronged, she really didn't take it, and under the accusations of everyone, she was forced to break down and cry, and she didn't come to school for a few days.

Later, a boy was afraid that things would make a big fuss, so he took the initiative to stand up and admit that it was he who saw the box fall on the aisle, picked it up, and put it in the compartment of the female classmate.

Zhong Ling knew that she had done something wrong, but the little girl wanted to save face, and said stiffly, "It's not that I wronged her." ”

It happened that Zhong Shushi was at home that day, and he taught her a lecture, saying that stealing the elders' things and going to school to show off was the first mistake; If you don't understand the reason, you will casually dump your classmates, which is the second mistake; After the truth is clear, he still refuses to apologize, which is a mistake on top of a mistake.

On the same day, he personally sent Zhong Ling to school, forced her to stand on the podium, and solemnly apologized to the female classmate.

Zhong Ling can't forget that time, how she sat back in her seat with a bag of tears in her eyes. Her second brother is really too much.

After hearing this, Meng Jia sighed for a while, and pointed to the potted plant on the windowsill, "Lotus is called a gentleman, like Mr. Zhong's personality, very upright." ”

But when she said this, what came to her mind was Zhong Shushi's drunken appearance, grabbing her and refusing to let go, showing a little ruffianism in her elegance.

Zhong Ling shrugged, "Do you think I can not be afraid of him?" I'm afraid to die. ”

Meng Jia approached her, "It is estimated that Mr. Zhong is sneezing wildly at home now." ”

Discuss the mystery of the secret, and suddenly close the distance between each other.

It wasn't until the driver called and said that he had arrived downstairs that Zhong Ling left her dormitory.

Meng Jia sent her to the corridor, "Goodbye." ”

"Well, you can go back quickly."