Chapter 38: Mouth three eight

When I received a call from my mother, I was reviewing the company ’s financial statements this month. I just flipped the phone cover open, and there was a noisy rubbing noise. Her sharp voice was mixed in:
"Xiao Jin, there is a blind date tomorrow. Are you going to cut? Grandma Zhang in the front yard informed me temporarily. I don't know what the other party is, but I heard that the family is pretty good. Should you go and see?"
"Okay, okay." I screwed the pen cover, closed the account book, picked up the bag hanging sideways, and walked out of the office.
When she was at the door, she happened to meet Tan Suqing, who was carrying a cup to pour water in the tea room. She had the same amazing cleanliness as her son. Things to eat and drink must be protected by her own hands. She also saw me and owed a little. Stopped my way to stay: "Xue Jin, I heard that you broke up with my son? Did you really break up this time? Are you sure that it wasn't like the last time, and the couple's extraordinarily fierce little trouble?"
"Well," I gently took the office door and replied, "Relax."
"Because of Yun Wei's thing? I thought you would work hard, but I never thought it was so cowardly." She still did not forget to mock me.
I glanced at her: "He will take a break when he is ruthless. Do I have to hang on a tree until I die? I have worked hard before, oh no, I have been working hard. So now no matter what you say, I They are all conscientious. I used to let you respect you and not target you, which does not mean that I am afraid of you or I like you. In fact, I will send your family to the ancestors for eighteen generations every day. Come all over ~ including you and your son. "
Tan Suqing looked at me quietly, but instead of getting angry, he smiled slightly: "Now it seems that my son is more sad."
"Turn off my hair." I dropped this sentence and left: "Director, I'm leaving now, so you should get off work early."
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Sometimes sincerely agree with such a sentence, heart death is really an instant matter.
After turning to Yun Wei's photos in Gu Xingzhi's wallet that day, I probably clearly felt such a state of mind, only a moment of drowning and suffocation like despair, and after that, nothing happened.
The chaotic brain became clearer. I drew a piece of tissue from the coffee table and wiped the tears from my cheeks. When I went to the entrance, I put on my slippers and went to the room. I started to pack my clothes in an orderly manner.
When pulling the suitcase zipper, I clearly heard Gu Xingzhi unscrew the door handle of the bathroom. His footsteps slowly approached the direction of the room, and finally stopped at the door of the room.
"Xue Jin, go to take a shower, don't catch a cold." My back is facing him. He talks to me as usual, urging me, with a sense of care that I can't tell the truth at the moment Just like ordinary couples, he probably realized what he was asking: "What are you doing?"
I didn't rush to answer him, squatting down, "Wow--" The zipper was closed: "I'm going to move out."
He walked to my side, and the shadow covered my body like light ink: "What's wrong? Can't you live?"
"No, I'm used to it," I straightened up. The disappointed love made me extremely brave. I looked deeply into his eyes: "But I still have to move out, and I won't be back in the future."
After I finished, I took the box and walked out. Gu Xing stopped his legs, but a small step could easily stop me: "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," I tried to shorten the reason as much as possible: "I just didn't like you, chant, suddenly I didn't like it."
He was probably angry and was silent for a while. The wording was brewing: "What's the reason?"
"I ’m with you, and I ’m sincere to be hypocritical and pie and shit, how about you?" I glanced at the direction of the living room: "Sorry, I accidentally moved your personal belongings and the contents inside Zi wiped out all the sincerity I gave you. "
No lights were turned on in the room, Gu Xingzhi's face was gathered in the dark light and shadow, and was carved with beautiful lines.
He didn't speak, and I pulled the suitcase around his body: "It just happens that the rain will stop. I have to hurry up."
Just here, he held me: "Really going?"
"Why don't you go?" I was too lazy to look at him again: "If you can promise me to associate with you, you can still put a photo of Tang Jian in your bag. I might consider considering staying."
"That picture is not mine."
"Yo, after thinking for a long time, I finally found a good reason?" I blocked him from trying to hold my hand: "But I really don't want to listen now."
I changed the dragged box to a hand drag, put the key of Gu Xingzhi's apartment on the kitchen table, and finally looked at him and left.
When I went downstairs, I recalled some old things, beautiful or disturbing fragments. In fact, I should have expected that these would blur my blood and flesh.
The two are in love with each other, called love. It's called guilty if one thinks about it by oneself.
It turned out that I had been thinking about it all by myself, turning the independent and noble qualities that a woman should have into a shaky and mean, and even disappeared the life norms she strictly adhered to.
Fortunately, love is not everything. Fortunately, everything is not love.
I was suddenly glad and sober, and I put myself in such a low state for some time in the past--
I thought everyone in love should be like this. It is true love to humble a dusty big trumpet flower in the dust.
It's no wonder that others can't see themselves and trample me like weeds.
Okay, I really gave up this time. I will never make "I Love You" as cheap as "Your Mother" to blurt out. I will live like a sunflower in the future.
Pushing the corridor door open, it caught the eyes, and it happened to have been washed in the blue and clear.
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A few days later, the company came to a group of American customers. Manager Sun specially asked me to entertain them with a manager of the personnel department. When he met them at the airport, he accidentally met a person in the terminal.
Tang Jian, with his casual clothes and hands in his trouser pockets, hasn't seen him for a long time, and his hair has grown longer.
When I was thinking about going forward to say hello to him, he had already seen it, "Xue Jin--" He called my name and waved at me, his expression was vivid, just like sunlight Branches arbitrarily extended inside.
I walked towards him: "How come to the airport?"
He smiled at me with a pair of beautiful eyes: "Wait for someone, a very important person."
"Have you found any foreign girls?" I ridiculed him. After Gu Xingzhi's incident, suddenly he didn't have so much effort to use it to vindicate him, he became gentle with people and things, and he felt like a friend with Tang Jian.
The tone and rhythm he answered were brisk: "It's a man."
"You don't need to be so arrogant." I said, taking out the vibrating mobile phone in the bag, which was called by Manager He: "Hey, Manager He? Oh, is he here? Where is it?"
At the moment, people like Tang Jian on my side also seemed to be coming. Following the direction he walked in, a middle-aged yellow-haired man was hugging him warmly, so he wouldn't really disturb this daddy's world.
After hanging up the phone, I determined that the target was indeed the base friend of Tang Jian according to the characteristics of "blonde", "blue bag" and "tall and strong".
"Hi, Mr. Rossi?"
His pupils in the color of the sea looked at me for a while, and suddenly realized: "Oh oh ~ Miss Xue?"
Fortunately, I was relieved and nodded with a smile on my face.
I once complained to Gu Xueqi: "Did you know? An American lady came to our company last week. When I saw me, I called Mrs.xue directly. Did the old lady have the four characters of married woman inscribed on her face? What is she called? "Reveal the scars on my soul?" Gu Xueqi's powerful reply almost made me vomit blood and died: "Maybe she just regarded the fat on your stomach as if you were pregnant? And I think she is very considerate, if she knows you well, I think she will call you Mr.xue ... "
Mr. Rossi ’s Chinese is very good. Although the pronunciation is still lame, the communication is not barrier-free, and looking at him is also a little arrogant and wants to show off the Chinese appearance: "Call me Alex."
"Well, Alex, do you know?" I pointed back and forth to the two men opposite.
Tang Jian seemed to pay attention to the interaction between us, and then he recovered, with a gentle smile floating on the face of the lake: "Well, when going abroad, Alex has been taking care of me ..."
"Oh!" Rossi interrupted him suddenly, thinking without thinking at all: "This is Miss Xue?"
Tang Jian proved this to be true with his expression.
"Your husband and wife come to pick me up?" Rossi's Chinese is really good.
"That's right," Tang Jian answered ambiguously. He took Mr. Rossi's shoulders directly, took his luggage for him, and said to me sideways, "Xue Jin, I'll accompany you to wash the wind with Alex."
"Alright." I kept up with them and lost my voice in the wind at the airport.
In fact, some time ago, Tang Jian ’s mother came to me alone and explained to me the situation of their home, as well as the factors that Tang Jian disappeared in recent years and everything that happened. I was very surprised at that time, I did not expect this here There is still such a period.
So that when the elderly woman told me if she could forgive her son, sorry and sincere face softened me all of a sudden.
Now I can clearly understand the style of the famous Tan family. I can't tolerate the so-called "outsiders" in their hearts to step into their home field and say something nice. This group of rich people is noble and glamorous. A group of twenty-three.
I'm getting rid of it, but Gu Xingzhi?
Is he going to be in that environment all his life? Forget it, shut me up.
That day, my answer to Tang Jian ’s mother was:
I can be forgiven, but I guess I ca n’t be together.

His mother was probably very happy to respond like this.
Three people, Tang Jian deliberately let me go inside, I glanced at him, his hair was blown by the breeze, the tone of his speech was always gentle and polite, like the cloud on the edge of the thinned sky, in fact, it is not impossible to stay together Right.