"Feng Xiao. Thank you. Goodbye!" When she said this to me, her beautiful smile, her beautiful hand shaking towards me, and her whole figure were so
moving.
He sighed slightly and drove away.
An unspeakable loneliness and discomfort suddenly hit me. I thought about it and then picked up the phone and said, "I want to come to your place for a drink. Are you welcome?"
I called Qin Xuquan. I never thought that on such a special day as the Spring Festival, the place I could think of drinking would be his place.
In fact, after thinking about it carefully, I understood. I have lived in this city for so long, and I have come into contact with all kinds of people, but the feeling these people give me seems to be just two words: interests. And when Qin Xuquan and I met
Later, I suddenly discovered that the people in the countryside are so simple and simple. When they were in trouble, I helped them with a little effort, but they kept their gratitude to me in their hearts. Their biggest characteristic was that they wanted to thank me but
But they don’t know how to thank me, but I believe that their gratitude to me has been engraved in their hearts.
In fact, I don't need other people's gratitude, but I need sincerity, the kind of true love between people. Such things are too rare in today's society.
So now, I suddenly thought of going to him. Because I suddenly felt that his place can give me a feeling of peace in my heart.
Of course, there is another reason why I called Qin Xuquan now, that is, I don’t want to go home. My current home scares me so much because the sound inside has not found its source until now. At the beginning, I also
I thought it was my hallucination, but Tong Yao actually heard it, which meant that the sound should be real. The key to the problem is: the sound was so clear, and it sounded like the sound made when someone is walking around.
This is so scary. Also, if it is really Chen Yuan's soul that has come back, it wouldn't be so scary. The problem is that I don't even know who made that sound!
Last night, when I got up in the middle of the night to look for water, when I first saw Tong Yao on the sofa in the dark, I thought she was Chen Yuan. In fact, I was not afraid. A person is not afraid of himself.
Even if she is a legendary ghost. But what if she is not? What if she suddenly showed a terrifying face in front of me?
Therefore, imaginary horror is scarier than reality.
Originally, I could go to the villa, but the place was too big and I was afraid that I would be even more lonely. I didn’t want to go to the house that Zhao Menglei left because I was worried that I would miss people after seeing things, and I don’t know that Yu Min is now
Is she still working there? I don’t want to see her again.
I didn't go to the hospital today because I suddenly discovered that when a person's life is so dull and painful, he will become indifferent to his career. At this moment, I truly realized what Lin Yi said to me.
That sentence comes to mind: Marriage is especially important to me now.
It turns out that what he said was not only the importance of marriage to my current position, but more importantly, the great comfort that marriage can have on a man's heart.
He and Shi Yanni have no children, and he once had a relationship with Wu Yaru. But he is still maintaining his original marriage. I think, as a businessman, he may value more the soothing effect of marriage on the soul.
Also, today I feel that I have failed very much. Tong Yao is the first and only girl I have actively pursued. Although my pursuit is a bit obscure, she should still understand the expression of my meaning. But I was
She refused. This made me feel frustrated and even ashamed.
So now I really want to drink. However, I found that the only place where I can go to drink is in the suburbs, at the honest village chief's house.
Qin Xuquan's answer made me very relieved and happy, "Dr. Feng, that's great. Come on, I'll ask my woman to cook the bacon and sausage right away."
My mood immediately improved, "It's best to get more fresh vegetables from the vegetable patch."
He laughed, "Isn't that simple?"
Immediately, I drove happily to the suburbs. Soon, I arrived at the stone house. Then I called Qin Xuquan, "I'm reading in the stone house. I'll come over by myself later."
Of course he won't say anything.
It was the first time that I read a book during a holiday like the Spring Festival, and it was my professional book. When I placed a newly published professional book on obstetrics and gynecology in front of me, I suddenly felt a desolate feeling.
While reading the book, I felt that my eyes were drowsy, and sleepiness suddenly came over me, so I couldn't help but fell to the ground and fell asleep like that.
Later, it was Qin Xuquan who woke me up. When I woke up, I realized that it was completely dark outside. When I turned on the light, I realized that I had thrown the book on the ground not far away. I couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Qin Xuquan said to me: "The food has been ready for a long time. I have been waiting for you for a long time and I didn't see you coming. So I had to come and call you."
I felt a little hot on my face because I told him earlier that I wanted to read a book.
We drank a lot of wine in the evening. Qin Xuquan told me that this year all the bacon sausages made by the people in the village were sold, and the provincial government’s canteen ordered a lot. During the drinking process, he kept pouring wine on him.
I thank you.
I was very happy, but I remembered another thing, "Village Chief Qin, you'd better go and communicate with the person in charge of the canteen, because my acquaintance will be transferred soon."
He said: "Try your best. If they don't want it in the future, forget it. Those officials are different from you. Many of them look down on us country people."
I don’t have much to say, so let’s go to the supermarket and advertise that the provincial government canteens want your stuff. This advertisement should be very powerful.”
But he still smiled honestly, "We country people don't understand those things. We only know how to make things, and we don't know how to do other things at all."
I shook my head and said, "You don't know how to learn? Look at some rural areas in our country, they are still engaged in large-scale enterprises."
He laughed "haha", "I don't have that ability. Let me give it a try."
In fact, I know that he is afraid of difficulties, or has a sense of inferiority, so I let it go.
Later, we were so drunk that we were dizzy, and then he accompanied me to the stone house and lit a fire in the fireplace for me before leaving. At this time, I was very excited and couldn't help but think of the time when Qin Xuquan and I were drinking.
Something that comes to mind during the process.
A person's thoughts after drinking are very strange. He always regards some things as necessary and is very anxious. Some people like to call their friends after drinking, and they will never do it without draining the battery of their mobile phone.
Give it up. People like that are actually lonely in the final analysis.
The same is true for me at this moment. I suddenly want to make a phone call. Besides, I have something else on my mind. Therefore, the purpose of my call is also very clear.
In fact, I have thought about this matter for a long time, but at the time I felt that it was not necessary to do it. However, today after drinking, I suddenly felt that it was very necessary, and I suddenly became uncontrollable and even uncontrollable.
I immediately thought that I had to make this call right away.
I started to act impulsively while Qin Xuquan was lighting the fire. I waited until he left before quickly dialing, "Sister Yaru, what are you doing?"
Her: "...you finally remembered to call me?"
I immediately regretted the call I made, because I suddenly felt a little embarrassed, "I mainly want to tell you something."
Her voice suddenly became unhappy, "It turns out you have something to ask me for. Otherwise, you wouldn't have made this call to me, right?"
Obviously, she was very dissatisfied with me, and I couldn't help but mutter in my heart: Can't you just call me? But I definitely wouldn't express my dissatisfaction, so I hurriedly said to her
: "Sister Yaru, please listen to me first. To be honest, I have always been very grateful to you. Not just because you gave me two paintings, but because of the big problem you helped me solve. So.
I've been thinking about how I should repay you..."
She immediately interrupted me, "Feng Xiao, I don't need anything in return from you. As long as you have this heart, that's all. Do you know? I think about you almost every night."
My heart suddenly softened, "Sister Yaru, don't you already have a boyfriend?"
Her voice immediately became faint, "We are getting married. But I still miss you very much. Even when I went to bed with my current boyfriend, you were also the one I thought of. When I think of you, I
Very excited. Do you know this?"
Her words made me excited immediately, and the restlessness in my heart suddenly began to surge, but I suddenly realized a danger, "Where are you now? Not with your boyfriend?"
She said: "Yes. He just sent his friends out. Today we are inviting some of his friends to have dinner together."
I immediately felt that I should not talk about the topic just now, "Sister Yaru, I am calling you to ask you, are you willing to take your painting as a gift to the provincial government? If you are willing, I
I can do some work for you."
But she said: "Feng Xiao, do you think my painting is of that level? I haven't fallen to that level, right?"
I didn't expect that she would say this, and I felt unhappy, "How could you say that? The paintings given as gifts by the provincial government must be representative? They must have a minimum artistic level, right?"
She said: "I don't want my works to be given away as gifts by the authorities, and I don't care if they give me money. That is a kind of depravity. Feng Xiao, I never thought you would give me such an idea."
I immediately became very unhappy, "Okay. Forget it. It means I didn't tell you about it. I wish you a happy Spring Festival and goodbye!"
Then I immediately hung up the phone, and at the same time I was still secretly angry: Who is this person? Why are you so aloof? You just said those words to me! Do they who engage in art separate life and art?
So open?
When I was bored and dissatisfied with Wu Yaru in my heart, she immediately called me back, "Hey! Why did you hang up?" (To be continued)