I'm waiting for you in the wind and snow

Chapter 211 The car is in your car and you are dead
I thought that Cao Xiaobei would say something by taking the initiative to add me on WeChat, but he didn't even say a word. Like most ordinary friends, he lay quietly in my friend list, not knowing whether he existed or not. What's the point.

Nicole on the stage was still singing, probably to find a topic, Sun Jiwei took the initiative to break the silence, and then said to me: "The girl on stage sings with emotion, like a person with a story."

I nodded.

"You know her?"

"It's considered acquaintance. I used to come here to shop frequently, so I chatted with her once or twice."

"Is her relationship not going well?"

When Sun Jiwei asked this question, I thought of Nicole's experience again, and I couldn't help sighing, and then said to Sun Jiwei: "It's very difficult...she is from Jiangsu, her father is the president of the court, and I originally had a decent job. A job is not a big fortune, but also a family with prestige in the local area... But since she got along with a boyfriend, all this has changed. "

"Is her boyfriend not in the same household as her?"

I went on to say: "It's not considered inappropriate, right? Her boyfriend's father is a well-known painter... But later he got an incurable disease, and his boyfriend spent all his savings in order to see a doctor for his father. He borrowed a lot, but he still couldn't keep it... In order to help him clear the debt, Nicole started to work during the day, and went to the bar to sing in the evening to earn extra money... In the end, the money was paid back, but Nicole's parents suddenly refused. Admitting their previous marriage contract, they resorted to many methods to force them to break up."

"Human nature."

"Yes, but Nicole took love as her belief, so she eloped with this man to Dali; but later, the man still left for unknown reasons... Nicole stayed here by herself, earning a living by singing. "

Sun Jiwei subconsciously looked at Nicole who was singing on stage, he smiled, and said, "Such a loving woman is really rare, it's a pity..."

He didn't go on, but reached out to call the waiter, and then took out 1000 yuan from his wallet and handed it over, and said: "Your singer sings very emotionally, and I have a little heart, please pass it on to her."

"Okay, sir, what's your name, I'll pass it on to her later."

Sun Jiwei smiled, and replied: "I'm just an ordinary listener, and I may be able to understand the feelings in her songs better than others... It doesn't matter what the name is, right?"

The waiter was stunned for a moment, because what Sun Jiwei showed was not in line with the convention; in fact, in the bar, there are often customers who would tip the singer just because they had a good time, but most of the people who give so much at a time have intentions for the singer , I was afraid that the singer would not know who gave it... But Sun Jiwei didn't mean anything like that.

As soon as the waiter left, Sun Jiwei raised his hand and looked at his watch, and then said to me: "Brother, it's almost Chinese New Year, I promised your sister-in-law that I won't go out for entertainment recently, and try to spend time with her and the children... So let's drink this wine with you until here, do you want to go together, or sit for a while?"

"I'll sit for a while, it's boring to go back alone."

Sun Jiwei got up and patted me on the shoulder, and reminded: "Cao Jinbo offered you a good offer this time. It's an opportunity. You should consider it carefully."

"Ah."

……

Not long after Sun Jiwei left, I drank all the remaining wine, and then I didn’t sit in the bar for a long time, wandering around the ancient city alone... I didn’t set a destination, sometimes I crowded with a group of people in the bustling On Renmin Road, sometimes I find a relatively secluded alley, light a cigarette, and sit for a while.

This is the charm of Dali, which can magnify a person's loneliness, and can also submerge you in the crowd, so that you can't feel the existence of yourself... So, every time I sit down and light a cigarette, I become this city. The onlookers in the ancient city, looking at the alternate footsteps, are like watching a black-and-white movie. Every time a gust of wind blows, the plot begins to change... But I failed to appreciate everyone's emotions ... They are still passers-by, and I am still a spectator.

Walking into an unremarkable alley, I stopped at the door of a coffee shop... The coffee shop is not big, but the name attracted me.

I stood across from the coffee shop and looked up at the...

“Sheep Yang Café”

A scene that had been dusty for a long time came to my mind... I finally remembered that when Yang Sisi introduced herself on the way to Dali, she said that her friends around her used to call her "Yangyang". He didn't take it to heart, so he never called her that... But Cao Xiaobei took this nickname as a souvenir and opened such a cafe in this alley.

I took out my phone and checked the time. It was almost 10 o'clock. If it was really what Cao Xiaobei said in his Moments, he would give you a free cup of pudding milk tea if you entered at this time.

I was hesitant to drink this cup of free pudding milk tea... And during this brief hesitation, I thought of all the good things about Yang Sisi, and remembered that night, when I went through the trough in my life and was at a loss, she From Shanghai to Kunming, the way she wanted to advance and retreat with me, and what she said to me crying at the airport the day she left Dali.

People are like this, when they are around, all they see is her annoying side, and when she really leaves, they will think of her kindness again.

Don't get me wrong, this kind of thinking is actually very simple, without too many complicated emotions... In my life, she is like a hibiscus bird, chirping non-stop, but also has the most beautiful feathers.

……

At [-]:[-], I walked into the "Yang Yang Café", Cao Xiaobei was wearing a bib, and was carrying something with his back.

"Boss, is it still closed?"

"No, what to drink?"

"Pudin milk tea..."

Only then did Cao Xiaobei realize it, and then he turned to look at me, and while wiping his hands with a rag, he said to me, "How did you find this place?"

"Just strolling around here, I ended up here...Your place is not far from Jiulong Residence where I live, just across the street."

"You sit."

After Cao Xiaobei said this, he turned around and fiddled with it again, not saying that it was for me to drink, or not.

The coffee bar is very small, with only a few tables and a small door to the outside, so this is probably just a toy of Cao Xiaobei, which came from a whim... Or, he really missed Yang Sisi, so he found such a way Come to entrust, to bear... But it is definitely not his main job, he is Cao Jinbo's only son, how could such a little thing become his future? !

……

Compared with the bar, the deserted coffee bar makes me feel more comfortable, so I light a cigarette, enjoy the sense of existence brought by the desertedness, and don't care if I can get something to drink.

At this moment, there is a very soft piano music playing in the store. Compared with the bustling ancient city, it is like another world. When I pass through the smoke I spit out to look at the back of Cao Xiaobei, I seem to see through a whole world. How empty and helpless a man who is frustrated in love is at the moment.

He is too carefree, that's why he cares so much about a love that he can't get; and I am different from him, even if I have suffered a lot of trauma in my relationship, but I don't have the extra energy to suffer , to remember; I am more concerned about whether I can get a good meal in this strange city of Dali.

Many people say that poor people are not qualified to enjoy love. I don't agree with it, but there is a certain truth... People, only by living first can they have extra space to do other things, including love.

……

After following the music in a daze for a while, I finally took out my phone from my pocket, and then sent a message to Ye Zhi, asking if she had been to Shanghai... Calculate the time, and it should be here.

Ye Zhi replied a moment later: "I just got off the plane and am waiting for my luggage."

"have you eaten?"

"After eating the meal on the plane, I will find a nearby hotel to rest later."

"Stay in a hotel! Aren't you going home?"

"The nanny has returned to her hometown for the New Year, and there is no one to clean the house. It is more convenient to stay in a hotel."

Ye Zhi's words made me imagine her current life again. She has no worries about food and clothing, but she has seriously deviated from a normal life. At least it is hard for me to imagine that a person would rather stay in a hotel than go home. What kind of mood is it based on!
I finally replied: "It's good to live near the airport, it's convenient for you to come to Dali."

"Ah."

It can be seen that Ye Zhi is very tired, but my concern cannot be delivered due to such a long distance. It is better to give her some space and let her go to bed earlier, so she replied: "Take a rest early to avoid jet lag... come to Dali Remember to tell me in advance so that I can find a car to pick you up at the airport."

"Don't you have a motorcycle? Why are you looking for a car?"

"It's still quite cold in Dali at night... don't suffer from it."

"If you are willing to ride a motorcycle, I am willing to sit on it. I am not as delicate as you think..."

I always feel that Ye Zhi only said half of what she said, and then I try to think back, but I really can't remember: Did I tell her that this motorcycle was actually left by Yang Sisi; Ye Zhi might not care about the car. Whose it belongs to, but I know that Yang Sisi will definitely mind. I use her car to take other women through the romance of Dali.

At the beginning, I should have spent some money to buy her this car, otherwise I would have been a little psychologically disturbed... After all, I have been taught how stingy this Yang Sisi is.

……

Probably a wonderful psychological induction, when I was thinking about the motorcycle, Yang Sisi actually sent me a message the next moment, she said: "It's almost Chinese New Year, have you sent me a message?" Did you clean that little ninja?"

"not yet."

Yang Sisi from a foreign country was a little angry: "Don't bother to dress yourself up like a dog, it's a new year, please clean up my little car too!"

I tentatively asked, "Why don't I buy the car with you, and this car will bear my surname from now on."

"Hey... Judging by the rich taste of your mouth, you don't need money, right?"

"It's not very short. It's quite trivial to buy your car."

"Okay, give me [-] million, and I won't sell any less."

"Aren't you making things difficult?!"

"Are you making things difficult? Wang Jianlin said it all, set a small goal and earn him [-] million first... You haven't even achieved the small goal of [-] million, and you still have the nerve to buy my car? You are a big fool!"

I didn't know how to respond, so I just stared at my phone.

After a while, Yang Sisi sent another message: "Mi Gao, let me tell you, I don't need the money to sell your motorcycle, you keep it safe for me, and remember that the ownership of the motorcycle is mine, so You are not allowed to use my car to flirt or pick up girls... Besides, if you have the car, you will die if the car dies."

(End of this chapter)