Unwillingness-(8)
The car was very quiet, Shen Ling had been driving seriously, and she hadn't even given her a single afterglow, she kept looking at the scenery outside as if nothing had happened.
The city is big and desirable, and when you look at the streets, there are neon flashes and traffic rushing around.
She sighed in her heart that society is developing so fast.
A few years ago, when she was still in middle school, the roads in her hometown town and countryside were not repaired, and they were still the kind of roads paved with small stones mixed with dirt.
By the time she went to college, not only the roads in her hometown were smooth, but even the roads to the village had been repaired.
Isn't there a saying that says well, if you want to get rich, you must first build roads.
Nowadays, the small town and the countryside are indeed much better developed than when she was a child.
There are hurried figures on the sidewalk, and the bustling crowd, like the tide, carrying high-end bags, shows an elegant and wealthy life.
Chen Huaiyu looked at everything outside the car window, glanced back at Shen Ling, and when she looked out of the window again, she suddenly felt that the roadside lights were in a trance and a little dazzling.
She lowered her eyes and sighed.
The car drove smoothly into the villa area, parked in the garage, she got out of the car first and walked into the villa, Aunt Wang, who was standing at the door, saw her with a smile on her face, and said with a smile, "Miss Chen, you can count it, the young master has already ordered me to cook your favorite dishes for you." ”
Aunt Wang was personally selected by Shen Ling's mother from the largest housekeeping company, specializing in taking care of Shen Ling's dining problems, Aunt Wang is very good at cooking, and she makes excellent southern dishes, which is very in line with Shen Ling's appetite when he grew up in the south.
Aunt Wang has a high emotional intelligence and can act according to people's faces, she knows that Chen Huaiyu is Shen Ling's girlfriend, and she has always been good to Chen Huaiyu.
"Thank you, Aunt Wang. ”
"No thanks, no thanks. ”
The two said a few words, and she walked towards the villa.
The villa is beautifully decorated, quite retro, and for a while she loved to wear a black court retro dress, sitting in the hanging chair at the door of the villa, pretending to be literary and artistic, and taking the retro route.
She also asked Shen Ling to take pictures of her, but unfortunately the photos taken by Shen Ling for her were miserable, and they felt like buyers and sellers.
She had no choice but to ask Aunt Wang to shoot for her, and Aunt Wang took a slightly better picture, but it didn't meet her wishes.
Later, she had to buy a cheap tripod on the Internet in a certain treasure, make the mobile phone camera a front camera, fix the mobile phone with a tripod, set a timed shooting, and finally have her favorite retro photos hanging on a social software as a cover.
Raise your head, the moon in the sky is only about half of the fullness, the moon is cloudy and sunny, and people have joys and sorrows.
There are too many memories of her and Shen Ling in this villa.
She lowered her eyes and kicked the green carpet under her feet to hide the sadness in her heart.
She didn't want to expose her vulnerability in front of Shen Ling, she wouldn't pity him if she exposed it anyway, she might as well not expose it and hide it well.
Shen Ling stood behind her, not knowing what he was thinking, his expression was complicated.
His eyes were always on Chen Huaiyu, staring at her tightly, staring at her with her head hanging slightly, watching her big wavy curly hair hanging down on both sides of her emaciated shoulders, watching her black skirt blown up by the attacking evening breeze, looking at her white and slender neck......
The food in the villa restaurant had been arranged, and Chen Huaiyu walked into the villa under the greeting of Aunt Wang.
The first floor of the villa has a living room, dining room, kitchen, and nanny's room, and the second floor is a lounge, study, etc.
In the restaurant, Aunt Wang served them a well-boiled soup, and then used other exquisite porcelain bowls to serve rice, set it up, and went out by herself.
At the dining table, Chen Huaiyu sat opposite Shen Ling, Chen Huaiyu glanced at the food on the long dining table, the food was very exquisite, but there was a piece of bread that was out of place.
The bread was not exquisite at all, not only not exquisite but also a little cheap, as if it was not qualified to appear in such a valuable villa, so in the high-end tableware imported from Europe.
Bread is the kind of cheap food that was sold for 1.5 yuan a piece in the first commissary of the city, and the surface is wrapped in transparent oiled paper, and you can eat it by tearing open the transparent oiled paper package.
Looking at the bread, Chen Huaiyu's heart was even more sad, and his eyes suddenly moistened.
The bread was so cheap and out of place with the cutlery, just like her, and so was she with everything here.
But it was that small piece of bread that she could only buy one a day with thrift, and she tried her best to protect his self-esteem and gave it to him.
Memories are sometimes too pale, too painful.
She stared at the bread and suddenly lost her appetite, and the fine brass clock on the opposite wall turned, and time passed little by little, rewinding years ago.
Seven years ago.
In the No. 1 middle school of a prefecture-level city in the south, a key high school, class 372 of the first year of high school.
The bell rang for the end of class on campus, and the students walked to the cafeteria one after another, waiting for the last student to finish.
At a certain desk with a pile of books, Shen Ling, a young man who was writing with his head down, quietly raised his head, he swept the classroom, and then took out a stainless steel old-fashioned white porcelain lunch box from the desk.
He lifted the lid, there was only a small steamed bun inside, he took out the steamed bun, gnawed it, ate the small steamed bun in three bites, and then picked up a bottle of mineral water in the corner of the desk and twisted it and drank it.
The water in the mineral water bottle was very sweet, this is the well water he filled in his own house with the mineral water bottle, and after eating, he continued to read.
In the school cafeteria, Chen Huaiyu made a simple green dish and ate it with rice.
After eating, she quickly washed her own dishes and chopsticks and put them on the designated cupboard in the canteen.
Then she went to the school commissary, spent 1.5 yuan to buy bread on the shelves, which she thought tasted good, and spent 5 cents to buy two lollipops, and then went back to the classroom.
Chen Huaiyu sat down in her seat, everyone was a single seat, a total of six groups, she sat in the last group first, at this time she looked at the last one in her group.
Taking a deep breath, she picked up a math workbook and flipped through a corner of the last night, and she exhaled.
She took the two lollipops she had just put on her desk, picked up a pen, and walked to the last position in the last group with the book in her arms.
As soon as he got closer, he could see the delicate face of a boy clearly.
She smiled and said to the boy who bowed his head to write the exercise book, "Classmate Shen Ling, I don't know a math problem, can I ask you?"
The boy who was writing a physics workbook paused, stopped working on the problem, and looked sideways at his classmate who seemed to be talking to him.
"I don't know a math problem, can I ask you?" Chen Huaiyu smiled sweetly and looked at Shen Ling and said again.
Shen Ling was a little surprised, he didn't expect that a classmate would come to ask him questions?
Most of the students in the class are busy with their own work, and few people ask their classmates questions, even if they ask for advice, they are like teachers asking for advice.
Under Chen Huaiyu's gaze, the tips of his ears were slightly red, and he nodded a little shyly.