After the divorce, the boss doted on me

When Tan Man woke up and opened her eyes, the first thing she did was reach out her hand to touch her phone from the bedside. As a result, it was unusually quiet. Even the quiet WeChat New Year's greetings seemed to have stopped abruptly after impulsively confessing to Gu Mochen last night.

After finally plucking up the courage to say "I miss you", it's a courtesy, no matter what.

Waking up sleepily, seeing that Dad was in a good mood, the slight loss was temporarily diluted.

"Good morning, Dad, I'm going to order some noodles."

Tan Weiguo nodded and continued humming the ditty.

The activities in the community started in full swing, with dragon and lion dances, gongs and drums blaring, the floor of Tan's house is not high, and the balcony is facing the garden of the community, and the view is clearer than downstairs. , Tan Man went to the balcony to watch for a while.

"Later, let's go down too, join in and have fun." Tan Weiguo came from behind.

"Looking at it here, the effect is even better."

"In a while, there will be aunts, square dances, and performances. I heard that you, Aunt Xu, will also participate." His tone was pretending to be casual, but it was betrayed by the expression on his face.

Tan Man couldn't help but want to tease her father, and said deliberately: "I think you can see more clearly on the balcony. Your legs and feet are not good, so don't go to places where there are many people."

"I'm fine." Tan Weiguo's voice was a little louder, "Will it be the same to watch it on the spot and watch it on the balcony?"

"Oh." She couldn't help laughing, and agreed with a dragging voice, "Yes, yes, the live effect is better."

"The water is hot, go downstairs." After speaking, he stepped into the kitchen first.

The father and daughter were making breakfast together in the kitchen, and it didn't take long before they ate at the dining table.

"In a moment, remember, here you are, Aunt Xu, bring a bottle of water."

Tan Man swallowed a mouthful of noodles, nodded with a smile: "Yes, do you need to move a small chair down, she is tired from dancing, can she rest for a while?"

"You." Tan Weiguo pointed his index finger at her from the air, "Naughty."

"Hey hey hey..." Tan Man laughed treacherously.

Community activities, compared to yesterday's small fights in the community, the scene is much larger, not to mention the trusses are set up, and a professional master of ceremonies is invited. Not long after the start, there are already many neighbors onlookers. The stools are almost full, and there are only a few empty seats here and there.

Tan Man put on a down jacket and went downstairs. She held the phone in one hand and a bottle of mineral water in the other, and followed Tan Weiguo who was walking in front. The crowd was crowded, and he might trip or fall if he was not careful. .

"Dad, there's a seat over there. It's pretty close to the stage. Go over there and sit." Tan Man grabbed Dad's arm from behind and pointed to a place not far away.

Tan Weiguo glanced at the seat over there, then turned back, his eyes fell on the mineral water in her hand, and before he could speak, Tan Man understood what he was thinking about, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'll wait for you to sit down safely. Go to the backstage to find Aunt Xu and bring you water."

Seeing her father sitting down, Tan Man turned around and squeezed out of the crowd, and walked towards the stage. She passed by a display board with a performance schedule, and she stopped to take a look. Looking from the back of the stage, a group of middle-aged aunts in red dance costumes are already ready to go and lined up. They can only wait for her to finish dancing and pass by.

Tan Man stroked her bangs, which were slightly messed up by the wind, and was about to wait under a big tree, when someone behind her suddenly called her, and when she looked back, it was Lin Jiaming.

She froze for a moment, then pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled faintly.

Since returning from Huajie last time, Lin Jiaming sent several WeChat messages, either to take the initiative to find topics to chat, or to ask her out tentatively, but Tan Man perfunctorily rejected them all with various excuses.

After saying hello, Tan Man didn't speak any more, and didn't know what to say.

"Are you coming to the show too, just you?" He smiled frankly, as if all the embarrassment had never happened before.

She nodded, "I came with my dad, and he's sitting there." After speaking, she pointed in the direction of Tan Weiguo.

"I was also forced to come here by my mother. She wants to play waist drums today, and the next show will be. She insists that the whole family must watch it."

"Your mother plays waist drums too. We're here to see Aunt Xu."

"The two of them are on the same show, it's just passed." He raised his chin towards the stage.

At this time, at the end of the last song, the host came in a long group wearing a close-fitting evening ceremony. In the temperature of less than ten degrees, it was very cold, and the curtain was over, a lively and festive song from northern Shaanxi Folk songs sounded, and a group of middle-aged women with outstanding demeanor came onto the stage enthusiastically.

Lin Jiaming suddenly stretched out his hand to take her arm: "Go, go to the front and see better."

Tan Man subconsciously shrank her elbows back and struggled for a while, but the other party didn't know whether she didn't notice it or didn't mind, so she opened the way for her first and squeezed a gap for her.

"Stand here, you should be able to see it." He said.

Tan Man pursed her lips. Although she was reluctant, she couldn't refuse. She could only stand tense and try not to have any physical contact with him.

She was absent-minded during a performance, and standing next to someone she didn't like always made people uncomfortable, so that the neat and rhythmic beating of the waist drum on the stage turned into a curse, hitting her forehead one after another On the morning, she was disturbed by the shock, and the depression that was finally diluted in the morning was mixed together and made a comeback.

Before visiting Flower Street, her dislike for Lin Jiaming wasn't so strong, but his performance that day, and his continuous interruptions, made it a torment for her to even stand next to him now.

Sure enough, there is no reason to like someone, everything he (she) does, any expression, is so to your liking; but when you don't like someone, any trivial matter can be magnified infinitely, and it can be used as a reason to hate.

With the last knock that resounded through the sky, the dance finally ended. Tan Man felt ashamed of Aunt Xu. Thanks to Lin Jiaming, not only did she not appreciate it, but she was very impatient.

As the applause fell from the audience, Tan Man immediately said: "I'll bring water to Aunt Xu." After speaking, she turned around and got out of the crowd.

Just about to breathe a sigh of relief, Lin Jiaming unexpectedly followed.

"Manman, wait."

Tan Man frowned, took advantage of the noise of the crowd, pretended not to hear, and continued walking.

But he strode after her and stood in front of her.

"Manman, I have something to tell you."

"Aunt Xu is waiting for me to bring her water." She smiled perfunctorily, obviously unwilling.

But Lin Jiaming insisted more than ever: "Just a few minutes."

Tan Man took a deep breath and put away her smile: "What do you want to tell me?"

"Let's talk to the gate of the community, it's too noisy here."

Near noon, the traffic began to increase. Tan Man looked at the outside world through the traffic barrier at the entrance of the community, and tried to dilute the restlessness in her heart so that it would not be too obvious.

Lin Jiaming stared at the indifferent person in front of him for a while, then asked straight to the point: "Manman, did you do it on purpose?"

Tan Man was taken aback, her eyes returned to him, and she looked at him puzzled.

"Deliberately ignore me and want me to pay more attention to you."

Did this guy read too many romance novels, or did he feel too good about himself?
No, she remembered that when Niu Li had dinner at their house last time, she said that her son had been outstanding since he was a child, and girls liked him. She still remembered that when he was in high school, little girls gave him scarves and gloves. pampered.

That's the right understanding.

Tan Man raised her head and looked at him calmly as usual: "Jiaming, I think you misunderstood, I didn't pay much attention to you." Because you can't get close to my heart at all.

"Then I asked you out a few times, why do you always refuse." He asked.

"I have clearly stated the reason for not going in WeChat."

"So you're avoiding me?" He stared at her, his eyes full of oppression, as if he wanted to ask for a word.

She scratched the center of her eyebrows, coughed lightly, and decided to let go of the conversation, saying: "It's not a good day to talk about these things, but since you've asked all the questions, it's better to talk about it earlier to avoid misunderstanding."

"Actually, the two of us knew each other because of the wishful thinking of the elders. You work in Suzhou and I work in Shanghai. In the short term, I have no plans to return to my hometown, and you will not rush to Shanghai. Besides, I think our personalities are It's more suitable to be friends, so...you know what I mean?"

Lin Jiaming seemed a little surprised, probably because he didn't quite believe that he was the one who was rejected.

"You, do you already have a boyfriend?"

Tan Man's eyes flickered for a moment, after thinking about it, she said firmly, "No!"

She can't admit it, at least she can't admit it to Lin Jiaming first. Based on her understanding of their family, if she knows, she might talk nonsense in front of her father. In this way, she will be passive. It's not that you can't let dad know, but, you have to know, it must be told from her own daughter's mouth.

Lin Jiaming laughed at himself, with some disdain and helplessness: "Okay, I understand what you mean. During this time, I was the one who interrupted you."

"..." Tan Man is really not very good at dealing with this kind of problem, she frowned slightly, and calmed down the atmosphere symbolically, "Don't say that, we are all neighbors, there is nothing to disturb."

He nodded and said: "Okay, I wish you to find Mr. Right as soon as possible!" After speaking, he left first.

Tan Man stared at his back in a daze for a few seconds, then looked away, subconsciously took out the phone, it was still very quiet, it was so annoyingly quiet.

Turning his head to look at the street outside the community, a car outside the bumper drove out like an arrow as soon as it started, rolled up a few fallen leaves, spun a few times in the dust, and fell down again.

Tan Man thought to herself, the real resemblance between that car and Gu Mochen is also a black Audi off-roader, it seems that the license plate is still Shanghai A, and it was too fast to see clearly, she laughed at herself, it wasn't him anyway, so what if she saw clearly.

In the next second, an inexplicable grievance swept over her, and her nose felt slightly sore.