Qingqingmoshangmulberry

Chapter 9

Two days later, Qiao Xu came back from get off work and sat on the sofa with a dejected look on his face.

I said sensitively: "What's wrong?"

She hid her face, and after a long time, she said angrily, "I was invited to drink coffee by the boss with a few colleagues, saying that the efficiency is not good recently, and we may have to lay off staff. I hope we will be mentally prepared."

After a while, she said again: "Ning Hao is also inside."

My heart skipped a beat, but I didn't say anything.

In two days, I went to see Aunt An in the nursing home as usual, but the building was empty.

In the cold winter air, I stood in a messy courtyard, listening blankly to the old Xu Xu who was the gatekeeper: "This land has been bought by the Long Group, and it is said that it is going to build a golf course. All the personnel have been dismissed, and there will be no more of this sanitarium in the future, alas, I have been here for more than 20 years, and I am used to it, and I am called..."

I felt a bone-chilling chill, and cut off his words almost rudely: "Where's Aunt An?"

He suddenly remembered something, scratched his head, and said apologetically, "Oh, I forgot, your Aunt An gave me an address before she left yesterday."

Aunt An pressed me: "Sang Xiao, why did you change me to such a good place?"

I looked around. This is a high-end nursing home with winding paths, fresh air, dense forests, green trees and red tiles, dotted with dozens of villas and bungalows of various styles. Aunt An lives in a standard suite. The huge room has all kinds of facilities and nurses are available 24 hours a day, just like a five-star hotel.

Seeing that I didn't answer, Aunt An smiled all over her face, and said with some embarrassment and embarrassment: "To be honest, the conditions here are much better than the previous one. The original nurses were indifferent, and the injections were painful. Give us unboiled water, and sometimes get upset and even scold us..." She suddenly remembered something, with a worried expression on her face, "But Sang Xiao, will it be expensive here?"

I looked at the deep scar on her arm that was inadvertently exposed, and felt a little pain in my heart.

I thought I gave her the best I could, but who knows, I still owe her.

The deep winter twilight, with a strong chill, invaded the deepest part of my bone marrow bit by bit.

I subconsciously wrapped my scarf tightly and walked out the door.

A black car was parked at the main entrance, with a person leaning beside it.

That's a devil.

I bowed my head and walked expressionlessly.

The moment I passed him, he grabbed me, and before I could react, he stuffed me into the car, got in the car, and locked the door quickly.

After driving for a while, the car stopped suddenly.

He got out of the car first, and then dragged me off. When I got out of the car, I found that I had reached a corner of the river, next to a high embankment, and the fine waves were wrapped in a strong chill, slapping one after another. The scattered fishing fires in the distance cannot bring any warmth.

He squeezed my shoulders tightly with both hands, and I was almost crumbling by him. I looked at him angrily, and tried my best to suppress the urge to spit in his face.

It was him, the devil, who made me feel like a prey he was cruelly driving to the cliff, feeling small, ridiculous, and hopelessly helpless all the time.

He also looked at me, and there was a thick haze on his face, and his eyes were shining with a light that was similar to resentment that I didn't understand.

He kissed it suddenly.

My rage had reached breaking point, I was scratching his face, I was kicking him, hitting him, biting him.

This time he didn't back down in the slightest, he grabbed my shoulder and bit me back hard, we were closely entangled as if we had a deep hatred for each other.

I tasted a strong smell of blood, and I couldn't tell whether it was mine or his.

I don't care about any pain anymore, I just know that I urgently need to vent and vent all the grievances in my heart.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally let go of me, but his hands still squeezed me tightly, he looked at me, word by word, and said darkly: "Yu Sangxiao, how long do you want to last? "

I was speechless, but I felt that my body was soaked in cold. In addition, I was sweating from the struggle just now, and under the blowing of the river wind, the chill was piercing to the bones.

Almost subconsciously, I slid down the tree behind me until I fell to the ground.

I buried my head deep in my knees, letting my messy hair hang loose.After the entanglement just now, I must look like a lunatic.

so what?

The Long Feimo in front of me, from his allusions to his father, to his toughness to Qiao Xu, to his tenderness to Aunt An, pressed on me step by step.

My remaining self-esteem and feelings, including the little bit of freedom I finally got, were trampled to the ground mercilessly by him.

What he was playing with was my struggle.

What he enjoys is my pain.

I am not reconciled, I have no way to be reconciled.

I looked up at him, and he was also looking at me. In the dark night, his eyes were very bright, shining with a sharp and incomprehensible light.

I just looked at him like this, and after an unknown amount of time, I heard my own voice, low and hollow: "Long Feimo, you have almost everything, and you don't need anything..."

No one answered me, only the whistling wind shuttled in my ears.

At some point, my face was wet and cold.

I turned my face away, looked blankly at the unknown distance, and after a long time: "Give me a reason."

I saw a hand, slowly reaching out to me.

I heard a voice, faintly and indistinctly, scattered and broken by the wind, unable to catch: "...you...forgot all..."

Afterwards, I was pulled up suddenly and fell heavily on his body, his lips pressed against my ear: "Sang Xiao," his hand stroked my face, and after a while, he quietly said, "Marry me!" For me, maybe it's not such a bad thing."

I quietly packed the things on the table.

All the manuscripts were neatly folded by me, the pen holders and file folders had already been arranged, and the table was wiped clean by me.

It's time to get off work, but I lowered my head and still packed slowly.

A Fei ran over bouncingly: "Sang Xiao, we have an appointment to climb a mountain and eat barbecue tomorrow weekend, will you go?"

I smiled and shook my head: "No, you go."

She looked at me carefully: "Sang Xiao, are you alright? Why have you been acting like you've been unable to get up for the past two days?" She wondered, "You don't have a boyfriend, and it's impossible to quarrel or anything. What's the matter? ?”

I still shook my head: "I'm fine."

The moon was bright and the stars were thin, the magazine office was empty, so I picked up my backpack and went out.

It is the most difficult time to rest during the warm and cold season.

I walked aimlessly along a path, quietly moving forward.

I just walked quietly, watched, and occasionally slid past a car, or a bicycle in twos and threes, and came to a fork in the road. I sat down on a row of roadside wooden chairs.

After sitting until the dead of night and everything was silent, I finally got up.

When I got to the almost unfamiliar three-story building, I hesitated for a moment, but I still took out the key and prepared to enter the door. Suddenly, a figure flashed out from the shadow at the corner, walked up to me and stopped quietly.

When I saw it, it turned out to be He Yanqing who I hadn't seen for a long time.

He looked at me: "Sang Xiao."

I nodded: "Hello."

Most of his face was hidden in the shadows, I couldn't see his expression clearly, he just looked at me, after a long time, gently and with difficulty: "Sang Xiao, I heard..."

I lowered my head, and after a moment of silence: "Yes."

He didn't speak again.

After a long, long time, I looked up at him: "It's late, goodbye."

I turn around.

At this moment, the last person I want to see is him.

Just two steps away, I heard a voice behind me calling: "Sang Xiao."

I looked back, and he came forward and handed me a box: "A long time ago, I... promised."

He turned around and walked away quickly. The moment he turned his face sideways, I clearly saw the sparkle in his eyes.

Under the soft desk lamp, I sat at the table and opened the box. After looking at it for a while, I closed it gently.

Trekking through the long river of memory, on the other side was a young boy's slightly apprehensive voice: "By that time, Sang Xiao, what special gift do you want?"

A crisp girlish voice said shyly, "Well, let me think about it..."

After a long while, it was still the same boy who had been waiting so hard, he stared and asked, "Hey, do you want to think about next year?"

The girl blushed and argued, "I just have to think about it," the voice gradually dropped, "There is only one time in a lifetime..."

The young man held his breath, and after a while, he said softly, "Then think about it slowly. At that time, no matter what you want," he slowly lowered his head, "I promise you."

It turned out that he was here to fulfill his promise.

Inside the box is a pair of limited edition Alfred Teddy.

I tossed and turned on the bed for a long time, still unable to fall asleep, I sighed, and slowly looked around, it was a place I had been unfamiliar with for almost a year.

When I left, I never thought I would come back.

My childhood, my youth, and my youthful years were spent here until tonight, drawing a short period of time.

I couldn't sleep, so I simply put on my clothes and got out of bed, and went downstairs quietly, thinking of getting a glass of water in the kitchen.

Holding the cup in the dark, I just turned around, and with a "snap", the light came on.

I subconsciously raised my eyes to cover the slightly glaring light, and after I got used to it, I found that Sang Tong was leaning at the door and looking at me.

The corners of her lips curled up slightly: "Why, are you finally willing to condescend to come back to stay here for the last night?" She smiled softly, "It seems that grandpa's bitter tricks are getting better and better. Let me just say, how good is the Yu family's face?" Importantly, how could the Second Miss of the Yu family, who had climbed a high branch, leave the cabinet in a hurry, let alone..."

She turned around lightly, and sat down on a chair, resting her chin with one hand: "Is it for your future husband-in-law's face?"

I drank the water quietly without answering.

She didn't care, she turned her face to the side, looking slightly drunk, with a faint blush on her face: "Are you happy? You thought you'd get happiness if you lied to everyone?" She smiled lightly, "But, Do you know Long Feimo? Do you know how ruthless and decisive he is? Do you know how strict the implied conditions are in the guarantee agreement provided by the Long Group? It’s ridiculous that the second uncle thought he had a baby How light is my daughter..."

She looked at me and said playfully, "Also, do you know about his private life, including his beautiful special assistant?"

"I thought I was stupid, but you are even more stupid than me. Ah, by the way, since we are in the same family, I might as well give you a piece of advice. You will never know what Long Feimo is thinking, and, " She smiled more and more tenderly, "He will never fall in love with anyone except himself. So, should I first applaud you for the wonderful life you can expect in the future?"

She stared at me and gradually suppressed her smile: "Do you think that all the Yu family members will be grateful to you for this? Let me tell you, you are a thorn in the heart of the Yu family, and will always be. Do you understand what a thorn is? It is in the flesh. It will hurt, it will rot, and one day, it will be pulled out..."

I looked up and looked at her for a moment.

I waited for her to go on.

Perhaps, the many questions that have been lingering in my mind for more than ten or twenty years will dramatically emerge tonight.

She smiled again: "You probably don't know..."

At this moment, I heard a sharp voice: "Sang Tong!"

I turned around, and it was my aunt standing straight at the kitchen door.She stared at the two of us, a moment of nervousness flashed across her face, after a long time, she seemed to have collected her mind, walked towards Sangtong slowly, and said gently, "It's late, go back to sleep."

Sang Tong seemed to be slightly taken aback, she frowned slightly, and looked at her aunt in a daze, the blush on her face hadn't faded, but she still stood up obediently.

The eldest aunt turned around, her expression was very cold, with a hint of disdain.She nodded to me, and said lightly, "Oh, by the way, Sang Xiao, I've been busy these two days, so I forgot to congratulate you."

After finishing speaking, she stopped looking at me and walked out with Sang Tong one after the other.

I sat in front of the dressing table, looked at myself in the mirror, and let out a sigh of relief.

I once made three demands resolutely and almost provocatively: no newspaper publication, no banquets, and continuing to work after marriage.

Grandpa and father darkened their faces instantly, and Long Feimo also frowned, but after a while, he actually agreed.

His expression was still indifferent and half a smile, he probably had an insight into everything in my heart long ago.

I have never been able to hide from him.

Sang Tong is right, he is hard to figure out.

I took another breath and slowly looked around.It can be seen that the layout of the room is very thoughtful, typical Chinese style, carved window lattices, a complete set of carved furniture, a Chinese flower table with openwork and reliefs is displayed by the window, and some curiosities are placed on the simple antique shelf on the oblique left There are bonsai, jade vases, and several Tang Sancai. There is an exquisite and light rose chair in the corner on the right. All the tables and chairs are covered with embroidered table curtains and chair cushions. The head of the bed is made of cotton rice paper lamps. , Even on the ceiling, windows and doors are used as inlays.

The style I once dreamed of the most, but now it seems that it is in a trance.

I combed my hair casually, stood up, opened the cabinet, and couldn't help being startled.

There was actually a row of pajamas inside, I picked up one casually, looked at it, and put it down anyway.

Half an hour later, I came out of the shower and looked around, um, fortunately, I didn't see anyone.

I breathed a sigh of relief and patted my chest.After a while, I brushed my hair carelessly and climbed into bed quickly.I'm so sleepy, I need to sleep.

Just as I quietly closed my eyes and was about to go to sleep, suddenly, I heard a very subtle "puchi -" sound.With a "boom" in my heart, I hurriedly opened my eyes, and a small cluster of blue flames danced in a corner not far away.For some reason, my eyelids began to throb violently.

It was Long Feimo's special match. It was an extremely beautiful and mysterious sapphire blue flame. I had seen it that night by the river.

In the dark, my breathing began to become rapid.

Sure enough, a figure slowly stood up on the rose chair, and immediately, the flame went out.

It was Long Feimo.

A moment later, I felt the bed sink heavily.

I closed my eyes tightly, tightly, but, I knew, he was looking at me, his face was so close to mine, and I could hear his light breathing.

After a while, I heard him smile lightly, and reached out to stroke my skirt: "Why, don't you like the clothes I asked someone to prepare for you?"

I am still wearing the bear pajamas I brought from home.

I don't say anything.

He smiled again: "Are you afraid of me?"

I still kept my lips tightly shut and said nothing.

He was still smiling: "Aren't you always very brave?" His breath gradually moved to my ear, "Like a fearless little leopard, why are you so timid now?"

I still don't say anything.

Silence is golden, silence is golden.

His fingers wrapped around my hair inch by inch: "Sang Xiao——"

I held my breath and opened my eyes unconsciously.

Under the light moonlight, I saw that he was wearing a black nightgown with ties, with a faint smell of alcohol and the tobacco smell that I had gradually become familiar with.

As he leaned down, the skin on his chest was exposed little by little.

I keep a firm, unblinking eye on him from the neck up.

After a while, I saw a pair of deep eyes gradually enlarged in front of my eyes.

Then, after a long time, I heard a low, playful voice: "You should know, this is an obligation."

(End of this chapter)