Qingqingmoshangmulberry

Chapter 5

Time flies, winter goes to spring, and soon, I will be graduating.

During the Spring Festival, my grandparents took Sang Mei to the Maldives. After returning, Sang Mei showed me the beautiful scenery of the place with a digital camera for a long time.She just knows how to please grandma, and she hugs grandma everywhere, and grandma smiles all over her face.

After resting for a period of time, Sang Tong also officially joined Yu's as the deputy general manager, in charge of finance and sales. In addition to You Bo, who was originally in charge of creative planning, her father has a right-hand man.

As for me, I have been quietly working in Linfeng Magazine for nearly three months as an editor and reporter for one of the pages. I also used my first month's salary to buy a heater for Aunt An and a Tiffany for Sang Mei. Bracelet.

The first time I bought something with the money I earned, it felt completely different from before.

Sang Tong began to go in and out with her father frequently, and sometimes brought work home to discuss.It can be seen that she has the capital to be a strong woman, her mind is clear, and she hits the nail on the head.

One day, most of my family members went out, and I had a cold. I rested upstairs alone, slept for a while, and struggled downstairs to get myself a glass of water. Just half way up the stairs, I heard a voice: "Uncle , the above is the income of this month, as well as the items that must be spent and the repayment, please take a look at it."

It was Sang Tong's voice, elegant and calm, with needles hidden in the cotton.

After a while of flipping through the documents carefully, I heard my father sigh: "If you can't make ends meet like this, what's the matter?"

I was slightly taken aback.

After a while, I heard my father speak again in a helpless tone: "When your father was alive, I told him that under the current macro-control policy, there are too many real estate bubbles, and there is no need to borrow so much money to buy a building." Come down, the risk is too great, but..."

I understand that my father refers to the current office of Yu's Newspaper, Yu's Building. At the time, my uncle bought it against all odds and owed a lot of money to the bank. I also heard my father complain that the old debt was not settled. Getting a loan from a bank is getting harder and harder.

Sang Tong was silent for a while, and after a while, I heard her voice not high or low: "My dad certainly had some inconsiderations at the beginning, but uncle," she paused, her voice was not high or low but forcefully, "The private property you purchased in Zhuxuan International Community and other places seems to have taken up a lot of Yu's funds."

I am silent.Not only me, but everyone in the family, including my mother, should have heard about the fact that my father was outside, but it was the first time for me to expose it directly like Sang Tong.

There was a silence in the living room, and the atmosphere was very awkward.I looked down quietly, and saw that my father was sullen and silent, but his face was a little flushed.Sang Tong still calmly drank the tea at hand.Since she dared to say that, she must have enough evidence in hand.

I had no intention of listening any further, and just about to turn around and go back upstairs, I only heard my father cough lightly: "...Sang Tong, that, speaking of it...you are not too young, uncle thinks that Mr. Long..."

Almost at the same time, a figure on the sofa stood up and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Thank you uncle for your concern. I will handle my private affairs by myself."

The day of graduation is approaching, and I understand that sooner or later there will be a dispute with my family, but I didn't expect it to be at such a moment.

This weekend, at the dining table at home, apart from our whole family, the Long family brothers were impressively present.Sang Tong wore a pink-blue Fendi dress tonight, with her hair loosely pulled up, and sat beside Long Feimo, whispering something to him from time to time.

As usual, Long Feimo has a laid-back, noncommittal and slightly indifferent look, which makes people upset, while Long Feige jokes with Sang Mei from time to time, or fights, and sometimes pretends to be me grimace.

Grandpa and grandma sat at the top, facing a table of sumptuous dinner, and greeted the Long family brothers happily: "You used to be abroad, and you rarely ate spring salted duck, try it." Then he blamed Sangtong: "Look at you , and didn’t tell the family earlier that there were friends coming for dinner, and the preparations were so hasty.”

Sang Tong shrugged: "There was no appointment in advance, it was decided on the spur of the moment." She smiled at Long Feimo, "You also know that Feimo has been very busy."

Everyone smiled knowingly.

Before I knew it, I ate a meal for a long time.When the end was coming to an end, grandma said inadvertently: "Our family, Sang Tong, has been smart since she was a child, eager to learn, and strives to be the first in every subject. She is much better than ordinary boys. It is very easy to come back from studying abroad. , her grandfather didn't let her rest more, he was busy going in and out every day, it seems that she was tired..."

Although she sighed, she kept her eyes on Long Feimo, her words were full of pride, and her aunt smiled slightly.

Father coughed lightly: "Mom, look at what you said, that's what our family Sang Tong is capable of..."

The aunt also jokingly said, "If Sang Mei in our family can be as capable as Sang Tong, I will be satisfied." This made Sang Mei purse her mouth and roll her eyes pretending to be angry.Almost at the same time, Long Feimo spoke and smiled slightly: "Yes, Sang Tong has always been outstanding." I glanced at him from a distance.His smile was meaningful, but it didn't reach his eyes.Qiao Zhi said that she was poisoned by romance novels, and she was obsessed with this kind of smile when she was in middle school. It was only later that she discovered that in real life, people like this are usually very rich.

I absolutely agree.

Sang Tong twisted her body, and said with a little coquettishness, "Why are you talking about me?" Everyone laughed, even Grandpa, who was always serious, laughed knowingly.Sitting in the corner, I also smiled lightly.

After running outside for a whole day, I was a little tired. I lowered my head and wanted to go back to my room early to sleep.At this moment, my father turned his gaze to me: "Oh, by the way, Sang Xiao, you are a senior this year, are you going to graduate soon?"

I gave a slight "hmm".

He frowned slightly, and ordered: "It just so happens that Sang Tong has an assistant to help her with some chores. You have nothing to do anyway. From next week, go to work at Yu's." I bowed my head and remained silent.He stared at me with some displeasure: "I'm talking to you, did you hear me?" I still bowed my head and said nothing.

The eyes of the people at the table suddenly focused on me, and the atmosphere froze for a while.

My hands on my lap clenched and let go, clenched and let go.

The past is like a tide, one by one, rushing to my heart——

"Sang Xiao, Sang Tong is going to learn ballet, you go with her and take care of her by the way."

"Sang Xiao, Sang Tong will start learning traditional Chinese painting next week, you go with her."

"Sang Xiao, Sang Tong forgot to take her dancing shoes, you send them to her, and bring her the chocolates, she loves them."

"Sang Xiao..."

"Sang Xiao..."

Before I was 15, the character I played was, for the most part, a shadow of another person.No one has ever asked me what you want.

As for that person, she never looked me in the eye.

She is far superior to me in appearance, talent, grades, temperament, everything, and she always gets more praise from teachers than I do. Her arrogance is understandable.If she was just indifferent to me before the age of 15, after the age of 15, she was completely hostile to me.Although I still don't know why.

I just remember that from the age of 15, she would casually say, "I saw Sang Xiao was punished by the teacher to stand today." Her classroom was separated from mine by a whole school building.

"That pen holder was broken by Sang Xiao." Grandpa's favorite blue and white in the Kangxi period.I never even touched it.

"From tomorrow onwards, I will not learn traditional Chinese painting." When she was 17 years old, she announced to her family without warning, "Because Sang Xiao is too stupid, she is always scolded by the teacher, which makes me lose face."

The day before she said this, Chinese painting teacher Lin was discussing with me about taking one of my paintings for the competition. She said that I was one of the three most talented students she had ever taught. When I was young, I It was the first time I was so affirmed, and my heart was pounding with excitement.

but……

Everyone believed her, but I, knowing that there was no use in arguing, simply kept silent, and received countless beatings for this.One day, I was scolded again, so I ran to the greenhouse to relieve my boredom, and heard two people talking outside.

It was Sang Tong and her good friend Xie Tianni.I heard Xie Tianni's voice: "I saw your cousin today." "Don't mention her to me!" Sang Tong's tone was extremely disgusting.Xie Tianni giggled: "Let's not talk about you, even I don't like her, she is like a bamboo pole, rustic, and looks dumb, she doesn't look like your Yu family at all."

Sang Tong just snorted and stopped talking.

Later, I clearly remember that one night, she knocked on my door and said directly, "I heard that you are in love with He Yanqing?"

I don't ring.

She looked at me carefully: "I can't see it, but you're also going to act like that." She suddenly smiled, very mysteriously, "Then congratulations to you..."

She smiled more and more mysteriously: "Congratulations on never meeting someone who is more beautiful than you, gentler than you, and stronger than you in your life..." She turned and walked out, lightly, "... a rival in love."

I still remember the slight contemptuous smile on her face.

I remember that at that time, I just closed the door gently and pretended not to see it.

But unexpectedly, unfortunately, she was right.

Not long after, a girl who was more beautiful than me, gentler than me, and better than me appeared.

I fought, I worked hard, but I still lost completely.

I suppressed my thoughts, raised my head, and said calmly, "I've already found a job." The room was as quiet as if there was no one there.After a long time, I heard my father's voice, as if squeezed out from between the teeth: "...what did you say?"

I looked over slowly, and I saw the surprise on Sang Mei's face, Sang Tong's usual indifference and slight disdain, and the unbelievable anger on his father's face.

At this time, I was even calmer, and I repeated slowly: "I have already found a job." With the presence of outsiders, my father seemed to have some scruples, coughed, and looked at me: "What job?"

"Linfeng Magazine."

Father was silent for a moment, and when he spoke again, his tone was full of mockery: "That small magazine that has today but may not have tomorrow?" The mockery in his words deepened, "This is what you call Work?"

I don't ring.

I do not want to answer.

Maybe it was my silence that angered him, and his tone became more serious: "Don't do good things at home, what kind of messy job are you looking for? Go quit it!"

I am still silent.

Finally, my father was completely irritated, and he reached out and slapped the table heavily: "I told you to quit, did you hear that?!" I raised my head, clearly, word by word: "No."

I am no longer the teary-eyed little girl when I was six years old when he yelled "Go, go, don't bother me" impatiently.

I have the life I want.

I stood up: "So far, I am very satisfied with this job," I bent slightly towards my grandparents, "Grandparents, aunts, parents, uncles and aunts, I'm sorry I didn't tell you in advance..." I Very, very calmly, "I have already found a house, and I will move out tomorrow."

The house I rented was very close to the magazine office. Although it was a little small and simple, it was well-equipped.Having grown up so big, it was the first time I had a space of my own. I was so excited that on a whim, I dragged Qiao last to the curtain city to choose a curtain, and replaced all the original ones, as if I had just waved it away. All kinds of old atmosphere.

When I left Yu's house, I only brought a change of clothes and some books with me. Facing Sang Mei who was reluctant and slightly frightened, I smiled and stroked her head.

I clearly remember my grandfather's extremely displeased voice that night: "Chengbang, you have such a good daughter!" Moments later, my father waved a hand vigorously and slapped my face hard, and he slapped me hard. Next sentence: "I'll see how long you can last!"

Almost at the same time, I heard my mother casually saying, "Sang Xiao, look, you've made your father angry again."

I touched my cheek, and strangely, it didn't hurt at all.

It turns out that people also lose their sense of pain sometimes.

These days, I go to work during the day and write my graduation thesis at night. I have a full schedule, so I politely resigned as a tutor at Longfei Pavilion.

The Long family brothers didn't say anything.

They have personally experienced my most indignity moment, whether they are sympathetic or contemptuous, I don't care.

After handing in my graduation thesis, everything is ready, just waiting for graduation, and I feel relaxed.I have been waiting for this day for many years.At this moment, Long Feige, who hadn't seen me for a long time, came to me again: "Sang Xiao."

Since I stopped being his teacher, he started to be different again.In fact, my attitude towards him has never been good. It is strange that he can tolerate the young master's temper.I just came back from playing tennis with Qiao Xu, I was too tired to entertain him, so I simply waved my hand: "What do you want from me?"

He grinned: "I know you're very free these days. I have a birthday party this weekend and I'm having a party at home. Would you like to come too? Otherwise, I'll pick you up then." Before I could react, he had already jumped up After getting into the sports car, he sneaked in and waved to Qiao Xu: "Come together when you're free."

The car roared away.

From then on, Qiao Xu began to entangle me: "Sang Xiao, go ahead."

I am indifferent.

She began to act both soft and hard: "Yu Sangxiao, do you still think I'm a good friend?" She hooked my neck hard, "Take, me, go!"

I gave her a sideways look and went on with my business.If you can't see the twists and turns in her stomach, my surname is not Yu.

She is very smart, she stays in my rented house and refuses to leave, insisting that I give her an answer.Her reason is very simple: "I want to meet the Long family." She winked at me, "Maybe I can catch that handsome guy in a suit in one fell swoop, and by the way, I'll give you a boost of prestige."

I briefly explained to her the reasons for moving out, and her reaction was more angry than I imagined.She is so eager but reckless.

In the middle of the night, I yawned countless times, looking at her indomitable and energetic, I said helplessly, "Okay."

I have convinced her.

As soon as she stepped into the very lively hall of the Long Family, Qiao Xu's mouth kept on saying, "God, so many beauties—"

"Look, LV's latest handbag..."

"Sang Xiao, take a look, that evening dress is..."

I was so dazed by her tugging and tugging, I admired her unremitting spirit of studying fashion magazines day after day, year after year, and couldn't help complaining: "Qiao Xu, you hurt me so much!" She didn't listen In general, I took a look at the clothes I was wearing, and then looked at my own. I was very frustrated and squeezed me hard again, which made me gasp for breath: "What do you mean, just wear whatever you want, look at it. The two of us..." She seemed to realize that her voice was too loud, and she leaned closer to my ear, bitterly, "You're a country bumpkin!"

Just as he was talking, Long Feige ran over: "Hey, you guys are here by yourselves."

After all, he is the birthday star, and he looks refreshed.

He thoughtfully brought us two glasses of cocktails, and said politely: "There are too many people, and the greeting is not good, please forgive me." He pointed to the wine in his hand, "I made it myself, it took a lot of time. Drink it slowly." I smiled, took it, and said in the same eloquent way: "You are welcome." I have never drunk a drop of alcohol, but this glass of wine looked really tempting, so I took a small sip casually , Well, strong fruity aroma, very good taste.

Long Feige stood beside us and pointed to me: "That's my aunt." He smiled at me, "You should have heard of it."

I nodded and looked at the elegant middle-aged woman covered in jewels, Long Jingtian's widow, it is said that she used to be a powerful person in the mall, but it's a pity that she and her husband have never had children.She was standing with Long Feimo, chatting and laughing.

Long Feige rolled his eyes: "Hey, Sang Xiao, do you know why there are so many people tonight?"

I took a look, and indeed, there are many young people, especially young girls, with beautiful clothes and shadows everywhere.

He said in a low voice, "Auntie blamed my elder brother for not being active, and used all her connections to take this opportunity to find him a girlfriend he likes." He winked at me, "Your cousin will come soon."

There was a sudden silence, and everyone looked towards the door.I also subconsciously looked over and couldn't help but hold my breath.Sang Tong stood gracefully at the entrance of the foyer, looking glamorous beyond measure.She wore a black off-the-shoulder evening dress, which perfectly outlined her figure. Her hair was pulled up tightly, and she only wore a simple pearl chain without any other accessories. On the contrary, she looked more creamy, noble and elegant.I heard low admiration from the crowd around me.Even Qiao Xu couldn't help saying, "It's so beautiful."

Sang Tong smiled, walked straight to Longfei Pavilion, and handed a small gift box: "Happy Birthday." The two said a few words, Sang Tong bowed gracefully, turned around and walked towards Long Feimo not far away.From the beginning to the end, she didn't even glance at me and Qiao Xu beside me, completely treating us as invisible.

Qiao Xu licked me and wanted to say something, but I stopped her with my eyes.At this moment, the wine in my hand was glowing with an extremely charming luster under the light, I suddenly felt a little thirsty, subconsciously raised the glass in my hand, and drank it all in one gulp.

I only heard Long Feige cry out in a low voice: "Sang Xiao—" I looked up at him, and he looked at me dumbfounded: "Idiot, you can't drink like this..." I didn't care, and asked casually: "Why? ?” I don’t know why, but my mind started to feel dizzy.

"This is a kiwi fruit cocktail. It smells delicious and has a lot of stamina." He was a little worried, "Do you feel dizzy?"

I braced myself: "Don't feel dizzy." As I spoke, the feeling of dizziness started again. Qiao Xu noticed it and held my left shoulder: "Sang Xiao, don't hold on." I half leaned She closed her eyes, feeling dizzy again.I heard Longfeige's voice: "Why don't you help Sang Xiao go to the guest room on the second floor to rest, and I'll take you there." I didn't refute, I lowered my head and let them lead me all the way.

Under the influence of alcohol, my eye sockets are a little wet and astringent.I don't know why, I just want to get out of here sooner.

As soon as I got to the half-floor, I vaguely heard someone called Long Feige. After he replied, he hurriedly said to Qiao Zhi: "I have something to do. You take her up, the second room on the left." I walked upstairs slowly all the way, and when I got to the room, she helped me to lie down, and I said in a daze, "Qiao Xu, go down and play, let me sleep for a while, and come up and call me later."

After all, my consciousness began to gradually blur.

I started having a lot of messy dreams.

When I was young, Aunt An took me to fly a kite, and when I came back, she was punished for copying new characters. She felt sorry for me, and secretly said, "Sang Xiao, come to my room at night, and I will prepare something for you to eat."

At night, I sneaked downstairs and happily pushed Aunt An's door open: "Aunt An—" The person sitting at the table turned around slowly, and I backed away in horror.That person was not Aunt An, but my mother with a frosty face: "Sang Xiao, what are you trying to do secretly?" She came over and twisted my ear: "Say! Hurry up and say—"

It hurts, it really hurts.

My consciousness continued to float aimlessly.

A spring night when I was 15 years old flashed before my eyes, Sang Tong broke into my room, her big beautiful eyes were full of tears, she looked at me with hatred, and kept looking at me like that, and then, Without saying a word, he rushed out again.

And, also, He Yanqing smiled shyly, he had short black hair, he pretended to be chic when he was waiting for me, and he was brisk when he ran towards me quickly.

I vaguely heard his young and sweet voice: "Sang Xiao, don't go to bed at noon, I brought a bamboo pole, let's go to the school behind the maple building to hunt pomegranates, okay?"

The building is surrounded by maple trees, hence the name, because the terrain is high and windy, it is also called "Wind Building". Later, because only He Yanqing and his senior high school students were in class, more and more people chattered. Secretly called it "crazy building".

Because of this, He Yanqing chased me and beat me.

After hitting me, hit the pomegranate.

Squatting in a small corner, I frowned and complained to the loot that I had so hard to get, "I'm so sour."

He also bared his teeth, but still insisted: "Where is it sour, what is it sour, I will show you... Ah—bah——"

I pointed at him and laughed.

……

I slowly opened my eyes.

The room was dark, and my eyes couldn't adapt for a while, so I blinked, and after a long time, I suddenly remembered that this was at Long's house.Joe last is not here.I lay still, trying to get up again after recovering.

Suddenly, I smelled a faint smell of tobacco.My sense of smell has always been excellent.Moreover, this smoke smell is very special.At home, my grandfather and father, who stayed abroad in the early years, like to smoke imported Cuban cigars. My uncle also prefers strong flavors when he smokes. I have mild asthma. When they smoke, I stay away, otherwise I will feel uncomfortable.However, the current smoke smell is fresh and elegant, with a long-lasting fragrance, which I have never smelled before.Moreover, it seems to be floating continuously from the direction of the window.

Startled, I turned my head away from the pillow.Beside the slightly fluttering curtains, under the faint moonlight, a figure leaned quietly.It looks like a man.Faintly on his fingertips, there are small red dots that are on and off.I quickly got up and asked tentatively, "Longfei Pavilion?" Only he knew that I was resting here.No one answered, and the man didn't even move.

I was flustered and anxious, and fumbled to turn on the bedside lamp. In a hurry, I only heard a thud, and I didn't know what was knocked to the ground.I quickly turned over and wanted to get out of bed, but in a panic, I fell straight down.

Suddenly, with a soft "pop", a wall lamp lit up on my right, with a beige soft light.I got up from the ground, looked up, and couldn't help but gasped.The person standing by the window, even though most of his face was hidden in the shadow of the lamp, I could tell at a glance that it was Long Feimo.Different from his slightly lazy posture, his eyes stared at me sharply and without blinking, like a cheetah.

I stood up straight, almost subconsciously: "Why are you here?" He didn't answer me, but after slowly taking a puff of cigarette, he said unhurriedly, "Why are you here?" Hearing the indifference and slight contempt in his tone, I bit my lips: "I had some wine just now, and Longfei Pavilion asked me to come to this guest room to rest for a while."

A moment of silence.

After a while, I heard a soft, playful laugh: "Guest room? Ms. Yu," he sat down on the chair in front of the bed, and said slowly, "This is my room." I was very surprised , his room?
With the help of the soft light, I looked around, the simple dark lines are decorated, there are still no extra picture frames on the wall, only the glass wall pillars are placed in the corners of the four walls, and the plasma TV is hung on the wall facing the bed. .

It's just that all the colors in the room are dark, the dark gray armchair, the ash sofa, the rosewood flower stand in the corner, and the bed. I didn't notice until now that it was actually a dark gray velvet quilt.

This turned out to be his room, and the one I slept in turned out to be...

My face was a little hot, and I muttered: "I'm sorry, I don't know..." He still didn't answer, and even his sitting posture didn't change at all, his eyes were still looking at me: "This is what I've seen worst excuse ever."

I bit my lip and straightened my body.No matter how much favor he gets, it doesn't include me anyway, and I retort coldly: "That's the most self-righteous speculation I've ever heard."

He was silent for a while, and then smiled lightly: "Yu Sangtong said that you are taciturn and out of gregarious, I think she must be talking ironically."

I was startled again.Yes, he is Sang Tong's friend.I took a step back defensively and instinctively, and almost at the same time, he stood up: "Aren't you always very eloquent, why, sometimes you are timid?" His voice was quite playful, with a touch of mockery , a faint, elusive disgust.

I can't read such emotions.But I still instinctively want to protect myself.I continued to take another step back, and after a while, I heard my own voice, very reluctantly: "Sorry, Mr. Long, it's getting late..." As soon as I finished speaking, before he could reply, I quickly said Turn around and walk out.I walked faster and faster, and when I was approaching the door, I was almost running.I'm not dull, I instinctively smelled something strange, similar to a dangerous breath.

Soon I found the door lock very smoothly, and my mood instantly changed from nervousness to relaxation.Suddenly, a shadow loomed behind me, that dangerous aura was getting closer and closer, and my heartbeat started to speed up. I twisted the door lock desperately, and my palms began to sweat slightly.

As soon as I opened a small gap, an arm suddenly stretched out behind me. Before I could react, I heard a heavy sound, and the door closed tightly in front of my eyes.

In an instant, my body was reversed vigorously, and I was behind the door.

I came into contact with a pair of eyes without any expression.

I reacted almost immediately and struggled desperately: "What are you going to do?!" My consciousness was still clear, and I burst out a sentence through my teeth, "Let me go, or I will call someone!"

As if he had never heard of it, the corners of his lips twitched slightly, and he was actually smiling: "You can try."

What happened next, after a long, long time, was like a dream to me.

He looked at me quietly and slightly judgmentally, and my body was shaking slightly the whole time.I've never been so scared.Realizing this, his lips seemed to curl slightly.Then, slowly, but without any hesitation, he bowed his head.

I froze for a moment.

A voice whispered in my ear: "It's too late."

It took almost ten seconds for me to realize that I was being molested by a man who was almost a stranger, and maybe he thought I was staying in his room on purpose.This level of knowledge made me feel extremely humiliated.I fought back with all my might, kicking him, punching him, pushing him, furious and humiliated as I tried to dodge.

However, my lips were tightly blocked by him, my hands were cut behind my back by him, and my legs were also pressed by him, so I couldn't even move.

Soon I was exhausted, but I couldn't shake him at all.I found, almost in despair, that there is an enormous disparity between men and women.

However, I cannot sit still.

So, almost without thinking, I bit down hard on his lips.I bite hard, using almost all the strength in my body.However, he still didn't respond.His face is very close to mine, his brows have never been wrinkled, and the faint smell of tobacco is still densely spreading between my lips and tongue.

After a while, I also smelled a faint smell of blood.

It's his blood.

He didn't seem to have any consciousness, and still maintained the original posture, and his lips even began to slowly extend towards my ears.

We are so entangled.

After an unknown amount of time, his head finally lifted up.He looked directly at me, and I was panting slightly, and I also looked at him, with a strong resentment still on my face.

There was still a faint trace of blood on the corner of his lips, and under the soft light, a shallow, meaningless smile appeared on his usual expressionless face.

Just a moment later, his smile gradually faded, he let go of me, and I heard his quiet voice falling like a cold bead plate in such a dark night: "I said, there will be no next time."

(End of this chapter)