Qingqingmoshangmulberry

Chapter 8

I sat in front of the bed, concentrating on the computer.

I have to admit, I'm just a very spineless little woman.

That's why I took advantage of the chaos and fled to Cousin Qiao's empty house. She went to Xinmatai with her friends and would not come back until ten days at the earliest.

Before leaving, Qiao Xu asked me the bottom line, and I perfunctory her a few words, but the strange thing is, she, who has always been very curious, didn't ask any further.

I'm really in shock and still can't fully digest everything that happened that night.

Far more absurd than a Chaplin burlesque, and most absurd of all, I, a spectator, was hastily dragged onto the stage to play a part.

I think he is crazy.

I must not be the only one who thinks so.

That night, I heard my father's voice. After coughing a lot, I said uncertainly, "Fei Mo, you mean..."

Long Feimo nodded: "I propose to Sang Xiao, your daughter." His arms were still firmly locked on me like no one else was there.

He even lowered his head and smiled calmly at me.

The audience was silent, my mind went blank, and my face should also be pale.

Suddenly, a figure rushed towards my direction, and then, an arm was raised high, and then, I heard a low but unquestionable voice: "Yu Sangtong!"

Sang Tong stopped and looked at me.

I saw the expression on her face when I was 15 years old when she rushed into my room, angry, sad, and deeply contemptuous.

She just looked at me like that, and after a long time, she slowly lowered her arms, then, she glanced at Long Feimo, and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I just want to congratulate my sister, after so many years, it's still the same seduce men."

In the middle of the night, I called on the phone, and after hearing the sleepy "Hello", I called out: "Sister Xiaohui."

There was a sound of something heavy falling to the ground, and I heard the sound of cursing, followed by the sound of teeth grinding: "Yu Sangxiao, I suggest you go to the imperial calendar and find a lucky day before you sleepwalk. That's it. Bye—"

I didn't wait for her to hang up the phone, and said quickly, "Please help me figure out the vacations I should have taken but didn't take. I want to take it now, immediately, immediately!"

The other side of the phone gasped, and then, I heard a dark voice: "Yu Sangxiao, is it my head that's broken or yours, please check what time it is, okay?" She After a pause, her voice softened if she realized something, "Yu Sangxiao, you must have been instigated by those girls to ask me for a raise at the end of the year, right?"

I smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, personal reasons, anyway, please allow me to leave."

"Oh, a personal reason? Let me guess," her voice softened. "Abducted by aliens? Or accidentally joined a cult?"

He really deserves to be the leader of the Poison Tongue Sect.

I was forced to be helpless, looked at my hands, and gritted my teeth: "Is it okay to escape marriage?"

The leader finally gave a last-minute call to grant leave.

However, a lot of electronic manuscripts came by E-mail, asking me to finish them within ten days of my vacation. She seemed to be extrajudicially benevolent, and she smiled: "I heard that you have good painting skills. The two illustrations will be handed over to you, this is a small case, no problem, right?"

The perfect Huang Shiren his mother.

I also grind my teeth, but there is nothing I can do.

I still have a trace of anger, obviously I am not the one who caused the chaos in front of me, but in the end I have to bear the consequences.

In this case, I will solve it in my own way.

I unplugged the phone, turned off the mobile phone, and cut off all contact with the outside world except for Qiao Xu who delivered supplies to me on time.

Seven days later, another weekend, I worked overtime and the manuscript was basically finished. I stretched myself watching the fiery sunset outside the window.

Qiao Xi has to work overtime today, and she agreed not to come over, but she has already whispered to me several times: "Your cousin is annoying me to death," she said half-jokingly, "How much do you owe her?"

I remembered what I said, and turned on the phone. This girl has been very close to me since I was a child, and I'm afraid she is really worried about me.

Just 1 minute after turning on the phone, a phone call came in. I saw that it was indeed from Sang Mei.

"Hey, Second Sister, where are you?" Her voice was anxious, "Sister Qiao Zhi has been refusing to tell me, are you okay?"

I comforted her: "I'm fine."

She hesitated for a while, still very worried, and a little timid: "Second sister, I miss you very much, I don't have class tonight, can I... come and see you?"

She hastily added: "I'm the only one who will never tell my family."

I thought about it, and finally couldn't bear to refuse: "Okay."

Sang Mei arrived soon, and as soon as she entered the door, her little face was red from the cold.

Holding hot tea, she looked at me worriedly: "Second sister, there has been a lot of trouble at home recently." She couldn't figure it out, "Also, what exactly is Brother Long thinking, he and you..."

I reached out to stop her: "We have nothing."

"But the eldest aunt and the eldest sister are not happy," Sang Tong stammered, "The eldest aunt scolded you, and also scolded the second uncle. The words are ugly, and the grandparents are not happy, and the second uncle still..."

I didn't say a word, all of this was within my expectations.

After a while, Sang Mei spoke again: "Anyway, the family is looking for you now."

I smiled and took care of the illustration sketches on the table: "I'm fine, don't worry about it."

"But," Sang Mei observed my expression, "Second Sister, you can't always hide like this..."

I picked up a piece of chocolate to satisfy my craving, and while I ate it, seeing her salivating but not daring to touch her face, I squeezed her face on purpose, "Well, I seem to have gained a little weight recently."

If you are simple, there is no need to wade into this muddy water.

She dodged me with a smile, and the topic was distracted by me inadvertently.

After sitting for a while, Sang Mei got up to say goodbye. I didn't dare to keep her too late. The moment I sent her to the taxi, she looked at me, hesitated to speak, and finally said softly: "Second sister goodbye."

I smiled and waved to her, watching the car drive away in the heavy fog.

As soon as I went back, I realized that there was an unfamiliar small backpack lying on the sofa in the living room.

I immediately remembered that it must be Sang Mei's. This girl is so careless, I don't know if there is something important in it.

I shook my head, picked up my phone, and was about to dial Sang Mei, when almost at the same moment, the doorbell rang.

I smiled, the little girl reacted really fast.

I opened the door almost without thinking: "Look at you..."

As soon as I looked up, I saw the person coming, and the voice disappeared immediately.

The person standing at the door is a person I never expected to appear here and now, Long Feimo.

He calmly, as if greeting an old acquaintance whom he sees every day: "Hello."

I suppressed the extreme surprise in my heart, took a deep breath, took another breath, and finally calmed down.

With his abilities, since he found this place, any escape would be pointless.

Five seconds later, I watched blankly as he leisurely passed me and entered the door.

He first walked around the living room with great interest, then browsed the kitchen and study room, and then opened the refrigerator and looked inside.

Then, he picked up the illustration on the table and looked at it carefully, then turned to look at me, and smiled slightly: "It seems that you are doing well."

I looked at him warily, without saying a word.

He shrugged and sat down on the sofa in the living room without paying attention.

I looked at him coldly, with a handsome face, slender and clean hands, and a well-known brand-name suit that was obviously handmade, and he exuded a faint coldness from top to bottom.

It's a pity that behind these appearances that ordinary people can't match, there are inscrutable thoughts hidden.

He also looked at me, with that shallow, unpredictable smile still on the corner of his lips.

I looked at the clock and frowned tightly: "It's getting late."

He was still reclining comfortably on the sofa, as if he hadn't heard my hint.

I took a breath, and went straight to the point: "I'm sorry, Mr. Long, please go back." I looked directly at him and said with a slight sarcasm, "I know your time is precious, so don't waste it on me."

I added another sentence coldly: "Besides, my work at hand is not over yet, and I don't like being disturbed by strangers."

I was still thinking about how he found this place, thinking of this place, my heart sank slightly.

He smiled again, got up from the sofa, and approached me step by step.

I didn't move, and I was firmly nailed to the spot, watching his figure gradually cover under the light.

He stopped in front of me, crossed his arms, and smiled lightly: "But Sang Xiao, I seem to have been disturbed by you for a long time!"

I turned my head away, turning a deaf ear to his words.

He didn't take it seriously, and after a while, he said leisurely, "I heard that there will be a meteor shower tonight." He looked out the window and then at his watch, "Well, it's a good time to appreciate it."

With that said, he pulled me up and walked across the room to the balcony.

Sure enough, as soon as I left the room, I saw bursts of bright meteor showers cut through the silent night sky like waterfalls, interweaving with the lights in the world to form a picture of starlight in the sky.

Very pretty.

I looked at such beautiful scenery almost greedily and breathed such fresh air.

A faint smile played on my lips.

When was the last time you saw a meteor shower?Five years ago or six years ago?I can't remember.

After an unknown amount of time, I heard a voice from the side: "Yu Sangxiao."

I looked back and met a calm look: "Now, maybe we can have a good talk?" He smiled half-smile, "It's rare for a moment that you don't stand up all the thorns in your body."

I was silent for a moment, and looked up at him: "Although I don't know what you are thinking, but I know clearly that you don't really want to marry me, you don't love me, and I don't love you either," I said word by word. "So Mr. Long, if you just want to play a game that is not costly but beneficial, I'm sorry, I'm afraid you have found the wrong person."

"Love?" He tilted his head and smiled softly, "Why do you still believe in it today? I thought that after experiencing the failure of your first love, you are more than half awake."

I was just surprised for a moment, but calmed down: "Yes, it is because I have experienced it before, so I am not qualified to repeat the same mistakes." I dryly and slightly tiredly said, "I only know that even if you don't have Sang Tong, you still have a lot of opportunities. You can choose, with your reputation and status today, no matter what reason or motivation, there is no need to deliberately make trouble with an insignificant and mediocre employee in a small magazine."

"Mr. Long, you are not Fan Liuyuan, and I am not Bai Liusu." I looked at him, "Qi Dafei, you should understand better than me."

He didn't move for a long time, until a moment later, he suddenly approached me, then lowered his head, and said condescendingly: "Yu Sangxiao, have you always been like this, thinking you are very smart?"

His breath lightly blew on my face, and his voice was unhurried: "You expected your dear family, especially your father, to try to come to find out my true feelings these days, didn't you? You expected me You have an ulterior motive, don't you? So, you hid, hoping that I would get angry and let go, in other words, you don't care about me, or your family, including your dear cousin's membership in the future Therefore, I humiliate and retaliate against you severely, making your life difficult, right?"

I looked at him and said nothing.

Yes, he was right.

He is far smarter than me.

He carefully searched my face for something, and after a while, he actually smiled: "Speaking of my plan, since you are so smart, why not make a guess."

Too many words will be lost, I tightly closed my lips and did not speak.

Under the meteor shower all over the sky, on the balcony of the fifteenth floor, we just faced each other face to face.

A moment later, under the bright light of the living room, we were still standing face to face, he squinted his eyes, and I couldn't see his eyes clearly: "Since you always treat me so badly, why don't I just go along with your wishes ?”

He said lightly, "Perhaps there is nothing in the Yu family worth your nostalgia, but..." His voice lightly lingered in my ears, "Where's your friend?"

"Qiao Xi, you're just a small reporter from Mingyue News. In today's society where the unemployment rate is high, if you lose your job suddenly, everyone will think it's normal. What do you think?" He stretched out a hand and squeezed Tightening my chin, "Perhaps there is also that Aunt An who you worked so hard to support in the nursing home, who is paralyzed and has a deep relationship with you..."

My whole body was shocked. I broke free from his hand and stared at him. After a long time, I said coldly, "Mr. Long, you are even worse than I imagined."

The smile on his lips continued to expand: "Tonight, until now, you are not worth my trip."

As he said that, he actually stretched out his hand, picked up the small backpack on the sofa, opened it slowly, and took out something with confidence.

It was a small box. He slowly opened it with his slender fingers and held it in front of my eyes.

I took a closer look and was completely stunned.

That night in the chaos, when he inexplicably put on the ring on my finger and sneaked away from Yu's house, I casually threw it on the sofa in the living room.

Today, that diamond ring is shining in front of me.

I looked at the backpack in disbelief, then at the ring.

My head was in turmoil.

He bent down, slowly put the ring on my finger inch by inch, and then stood up straight: "Remember, what I, Long Feimo sent," he passed me, flatly, "I will never take it back." .”

He closed the door and went out.

After a while, I sat down slumped.

It's not Qiao Zhi, it's Sang Mei, my beloved little sister...

betray me.

Things have come to this point, there is no way to avoid it, so I simply moved back.

In the 23 years of my life, my life has never been so lively.

Since then, the house of Qiao Xu and I has been full of guests.

The first ones to come to the door were the aunt and mother who had never been in charge, and then Sang Mei, who was still a little timid, and the uncle and aunt also came at almost the same time as if they had made an appointment.

Everyone's attitude was a bit awkward, and for a long time after they came, they only talked about some neither salty nor bland topics.

Those who come are guests, as for the others, I will shut up, so in the end, most of them leave in a huff.

I found out that I was an extremely cold-blooded person.

The last to appear is the father.

My father looked a little unnatural, I offered a cup of hot tea, stepped aside, and stood with my head bowed.

Father just glanced at it, and didn't drink the steaming cup of tea, thinking it was too rough, I just didn't know.

After a while, he coughed, and coughed again: "Sang Xiao."

I didn't say anything.

He twisted and twisted: "You know, Yu's operating conditions have not been very good in the past two years, and some quite good plans had to be shelved due to financial factors..."

I looked at him, dressed in Pierre Cardin, with an OMEGA watch on his wrist, with his hair combed back, a slightly fat body, and a slightly tired appearance due to frequent nighttime entertainment.

I suddenly felt a little strange.

Seeing that I didn't respond, he continued on his own: "People from the Long Group came to me two days ago and were willing to come forward to guarantee a loan from the bank for us. I thought about it and thought it was a good proposal for mutual benefit. What do you say?" What about?" He wisely didn't mention Long Feimo, let alone the part between Long Feimo and Sang Tong.

I suddenly wanted to laugh, this is my father.When he was young, his uncle was the one who was fully cultivated by the family. He had nothing to do, relying on the generous dowry brought by his mother, and Yu Wei from the Yu family went out to eat, drink and have fun. Six years ago, when his uncle died in a car accident, he was forced to push him to the front desk. Being able to rely on his uncle's accumulated family fortune for a while, the past two years have become more and more stretched, and he often comes back to complain, complain about other people's snobbery, and complain about bad luck. In short, he has tried his best.

But just half a year ago, I went to the airport for an interview, and saw him come out of the airport with big bags and small bags in his arms, smiling. I think the trip abroad must have been fruitful.

He just treats others as fools.

I frowned, and patiently listened to him continue, with a rare kindness: "It's my father's fault. He didn't care enough for you in the past..." He looked around, and the corners of his lips curled slightly, "Sang Xiao, what's wrong with you?" How can you live in a small house? In my opinion, you still..."

I looked at him with a hollow sadness.

The aunts, mothers, uncles and aunts who came here before all hesitantly expressed such a proposal. It turns out that in the eyes of my family, my 23 years are far less than a gentle sentence from outsiders.

I just turned away indifferently.

No love, so no pain.

(End of this chapter)