Chapter 297 Knowing that there is nothing you can do and being content with your fate
"What? You rejected Teacher Xiao!"
Under the champagne-colored lights of Yifei Bar, the guitarist strummed blues youth ballads. The dozen or so booths around the performance stage were all occupied. Jin Xueyang looked at Zhang Moyan and had the words "You are somewhat ungrateful" written in bold letters on his face.
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Zhang Moyan poked at the tumbler toy on the table and said "hmm" in a low voice.
Jin Xueyang came back from a business trip in Nanjing today. The two of them had dinner in the workplace canteen and didn't want to go home so early. Thinking that they hadn't gone to Yifei Bar to see Sister Ling for a long time, they turned over specially. The two sat for a while, Jin Xueyang chatting.
When asked about Xiao Xingyu, Zhang Moyan told him about the incident with Xiao Xingyu.
"Don't you like him?" Jin Xueyang wondered, "And you told him that you are your adopted daughter, and he doesn't dislike you. What are you thinking about secretly?"
Zhang Moyan looked at Jin Xueyang with toothache: "Jin Xueyang, why do I think there is something wrong with your perspective on the problem?"
"Don't change the subject!" Jin Xueyang scolded sternly, "Tell me clearly why you rejected Teacher Xiao! What are you dissatisfied with about such a perfect man?" He narrowed his eyes, "You won't find out that the person you actually love is
Me?"
Zhang Moyan was speechless, she finally knew where Jin Xueyang stood.
I want to say that he is being unreasonable, but looking at his eyes, you can tell that he is quite serious and will never give up easily. He has to answer the questions well.
"Xueyang, there's something you don't know about me." Zhang Moyan turned her face sideways, her wavy hair piled on her shoulders like seaweed.
"What happened?"
"Actually, I passed the national civil service exam the year we graduated," Zhang Moyan recalled. "I prepared very hard for the exam. Not only did I register for the class, but I also answered a lot of questions. I went all out and was confident that there would be no problem in the written exam.
...But when I took the exam, I found out that the acceptance rate for the position I applied for was 1:1000! I was quite shocked, and the result was of course no surprise, I failed to pass the exam."
"Really, you have also passed the civil service exam? I don't know at all."
"Let's talk about it if we want to pass the exam."
"The confidentiality work is strict enough," Jin Xueyang frowned, "Then what problem do you want to explain now by saying this?"
This donkey’s head is wrong.
Zhang Moyan put her chin on her hands and curled her lips indifferently: "What I want to say is that from that time on, I realized that some things were not just because I didn't work hard, but that maybe even my efforts would be useless." p>
After hearing this, Jin Xueyang not only frowned, but now even his face wrinkled: "What do you mean? Doesn't Teacher Xiao like you? Don't his parents also like you? You don't need to work hard for this!"
Zhang Moyan glanced at Jin Xueyang, stared at him for a while, then gave up and said, "Forget it if you don't understand."
"Who says I can't understand!" Jin Xueyang rubbed the rim of the cup with his fingers and thought to himself thoughtfully, "Teacher Xiao's family makes porcelain, and your grandpa also studies celadon. Logically speaking, you are still in the same circle.
This couldn't be better. And with Professor Chen's reputation, you are considered a match, so it doesn't make sense...unless there was some kind of feud between your two families..."
When he said this, Zhang Moyan paused subconsciously. The details of this moment were captured by Jin Xueyang. He was immediately surprised and said: "I'm going, is there really a festival?!"
Zhang Moyan did not answer.
She could deny it completely, but Jin Xueyang was the only person in the world she could tell the truth to, and she didn't want to lie to him.
If even Jin Xueyang wants to lie to her, then she will feel that her life is very miserable.
"What kind of festival? Is it very deep?" Jin Xueyang asked, "Isn't there any room for shaking hands and making peace?"
"I, I don't know what the festival is," Zhang Moyan hesitated, "Anyway, it should be impossible to resolve."
Although I don’t want to deceive Jin Xueyang, I don’t seem to want to say anything.
Jin Xueyang naturally realized that she didn't want to say more, so he didn't insist. He waved his hand to show that it was no big deal: "If you don't want to say it, don't say it. It's not too late to tell me when you want to say it someday. Anyway, remember, I, Jin Xueyang, will always
You, Zhang Moyan, can say anything to you."
Zhang Moyan's heart felt warm after hearing Quanquan Xin's words, and it seemed that even the free air conditioner in the bar didn't feel so cold anymore.
She smiled happily: "Okay."
Jin Xueyang picked up the cup and took a sip of the wine, and said with emotion: "I used to think that men who fell in love with you were miserable. I remember the tall, handsome and rich guy on the school team at that time, and the school boss who is now the captain, and yes, there are
Our former directors... all had unrequited love that ended badly, but now I feel that the man you fell in love with may not be good either."
He ridiculed: "Classmate Zhang Moyan, let me interview you. What is your attitude? Can you summarize it yourself?"
"Summary?"
Jin Xueyang nodded.
Zhang Moyan thought for a while and said: "Maybe it's 'knowing that there is nothing you can do and settling for life'!"
"Knowing that there is nothing you can do and settling for nothing..." Jin Xueyang muttered and repeated.
Zhang Moyan looked at the table with empty eyes, and said sadly: "There are people you like very much, but you can only get to know them, and you have no chance to have children with them."
Jin Xueyang's eyes flashed with surprise. He thought for a while, and seemed to feel that he was very knowledgeable. He solemnly picked up the wine glass: "What a great summary! As expected of you! Come, let's make peace with knowing that there is nothing we can do.
Ruoming'Let's have a drink!"
Zhang Moyan smiled bitterly and picked up her juice: "cheers." She clinked the glasses with Jin Xueyang, and the rims of the two glasses made a crisp sound.
Before eight-thirty, Zhang Moyan and Jin Xueyang came out of Yifei Bar, and Jin Xueyang took her back to her apartment. Zhang Moyan watched Jin Xueyang's car drive away, and she turned around and walked to the corridor, in front of a mailbox wall.
Please open your mailbox and take home the letters and advertisements delivered today.
Opening the door and turning on the light, she changed her shoes at the entrance. Zhang Moyan hung up her keys and bag, and walked in while browsing the papers in her hand. Suddenly she stopped and found that in her hand was a gas bill that sealed the door.
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"Is it wrong?"
She muttered to herself, confirming that it was indeed a gas bill for the opposite door. She took the key, put on her shoes, went downstairs to the mailbox, and planned to drop the envelope into the mailbox opposite.
It's a pity that I don't know how long it has been since the door-to-door mailbox was opened. The small mailbox was so full that I couldn't even fit a piece of paper, let alone a letter.
Zhang Moyan was stunned for a while, then looked up upstairs. The light in the window opposite was on. She raised her wrist and looked at her watch, 8:45.
She wanted to send the gas bill to the neighbor across the door, but she was worried about being abrupt.
"I guess I haven't slept yet..." She hesitated for a while, and finally decided that this might be a good opportunity to get to know her new neighbors. She could also thank them for helping her mother move so many things from the supermarket last time.
I heard that the door opposite was a young man. It was not yet 9 o'clock, so the young man should not have rested that early. Thinking of this, Zhang Moyan simply took the envelope and went upstairs.
Standing in front of the door opposite 302, she tidied her clothes and hair a little, and then pressed the doorbell on the wall with her handle.
"Ding dong, ding dong..."
The bell rang loudly at the door, and at the same time, a man's voice was heard asking from a distance: "Who is it?" Reading La
"I am the neighbor of No. 301 across the street!" Zhang Moyan quickly identified himself through the door, "Your gas bill has been delivered to my house, I will deliver it to you!"
After waiting for a while, footsteps came from far and near.
With a "click", the door in front of me opened from the inside.
"Hello..." Zhang Moyan was about to say hello, but when he saw the person who opened the door, he was stunned.