The lightness of the world of mortals

Chen Xilin was holding the receiver, and her mind was buzzing like lightning. The next moment, various fragments began to be spliced ​​together. Subconsciously or deliberately, she let out a "huh".

"Oh, Miss Ming, please excuse me. Last time my colleague told you about the poll, please remind Ms. Qingqing or her family members to download and submit it. This is very important to all aspects of our area. Download the questionnaire, and our street office has a printout to provide..."

"What kind of questionnaire is it? I can't remember it right away, sorry."

"About setting up a subway entrance."

"Okay, I get it now."

Chen Xilin said some polite words to the other party, hung up the phone, leaned over and sat on the round table thinking about it.

Aunt "tap, tap" came downstairs, "Miss Chen, are you having dinner at home today?"

Chen Xilin looked up, "Auntie, when Miss Ming came last time, did you answer the street office?"

"Oh..." Auntie tried hard to recall, "Yes, it is the unit that called you just now. Every time they call, they are looking for... Qing."

Chen Xilin grabbed the hair that fell to the side of his face and pushed it back around his head, feeling confused, he thought for a while, "Did Miss Ming say anything that day?"

The aunt thought carefully again, "Oh, she wants the utility bills for the past few months. I think she is your friend, and she is helping you with errands, so I told her it was in the drawer. She went to see...the bills...is there any problem?"

Chen Xilin stood up, "The utility bill? Where is it?"

"In your bedroom drawer."

Chen Xilin walked to the second floor, walked into the bedroom, and opened the drawer. There was a stack of papers lying there, and he picked them up and looked through them one by one. "Household head: Qingqing" was written on each slip.

She gasped, her wrists drooped, and a stack of papers was scattered on the table.How to explain this, how to explain that she is still living in Qingqing's house, she should leave because of this, she thought.

She lowered her head again, and among the stack of scattered papers, the last few sheets were not receipts. She picked them up and saw that they were pencil drawings drawn by her.Many of the previous ones were painted a long time ago, and they are by Qingqing, and after that, there are two recent ones...

She looked at those two paintings, thinking back at the same time... It was the trip to Haicheng in February, and she drew it at night when she was insomnia. At that time, she was a little confused, and the woman named Mingyu was a little attractive. She, went to get in touch with her, and was surprised to find that her demeanor, some of her gestures, were a bit like Qing...

This discovery made her step back again, and she wanted to figure out what was going on with that attraction...

She didn't bring "digging a hole" with her when she came to Haicheng, so she just took paper and drew on it...

Look at the words I wrote on the side...

sxxt!Chen Xilin couldn't help cursing abroad, how can I explain this?What else would she say?

The paper that caused the accident was thrown heavily on the table by her, but it was just to vent her anger, and she was the one who was angry.Walking to the terrace, my heart was in a state of confusion and pain.

Ming Yue's face was all in his mind, either infatuated or serious.So she saw this, how much pain should she have?Chen Xilin's heart clenched, he inhaled hard on the cigarette in his hand, ironing his heart and lungs, and then let out a long breath, mixing into the humid June air in Haicheng.

The auntie glanced at her from inside the glass door, but she didn't dare to go forward again, she must have done something wrong, she thought, maybe outsiders shouldn't be allowed to see the bill.It was the biggest trouble Aunty could come up with.

Tears flowed from the corners of Chen Xilin's eyes, but he still stubbornly looked at the scenery at the corner of the street and smoked stubbornly. There was a luxuriant sycamore tree at the corner of the street, but in Chen Xilin's eyes was the bright and generous body in the swimming pool, beautiful and beautiful. What is taken off is the precepts, and what is presented is the heart. Without the guards, it is the ceremony of Mingyue's initiation.Does she not understand?she understands.

What substance in the smoke intoxicated her mind, the passion on the tip of her tongue, the temperature on her fingers, doesn't she want that body?She thought, but wanted to be more solemn and more focused.

How to explain all this?All the "no need" that he thought - no need to say, no need to mention, now probably became a wound in Ming Yue's heart.It's not that she can't know, it's just that she doesn't need to know, there are so many "don'ts" in this world, all lying quietly in dusty corners, but this one, God wants to tear it apart in this way, and throw it in the dusty corner. In front of Ming Yue.

It's so difficult, Qing, it's so difficult, the past ten years, if possible, I hope they will leave with you and never mention it to others.But another person appeared in my life. She was hurt by my past, and I needed to tell her everything to unlock her heart. Qing, should you tell me or not?

Tears fell, and the cigarette butt burned fiercely, leaving a dead ashes.

Qing, I'm sorry, I'm going to tell her, you will understand me, right?you will.

She touched the earlobe, and the original earrings were replaced by the pair given by Ming Yu, and they have never been changed again.

Mingyu received a call from a woman in the hotel room early in the morning, saying that it was Qinghui's wife, her sister-in-law.

The woman said that she couldn't get through to her mobile phone at night, and Ming Yue said that the phone was turned off because of no battery. The woman said it was okay and invited her out for a light meal.

Ming Yue could probably imagine a scene between brother and sister-in-law: sister-in-law said that she had come to ask for peace with great difficulty, and also went to the father's grave to apologize, why didn't she come to the house to settle the suspicion?My brother said that he was angry with him in the cemetery today, and he didn't know what he was looking for. If you want to ask her to eat, you can call her yourself.The sister-in-law made an appointment to have this meal outside, and she could advance or retreat.

Ming Yue felt that he had guessed a lot, so he thanked the woman on the phone and finalized the dinner.

Chen Xilin couldn't call Mingyu's cell phone until he boarded the plane.She hasn't flown the route from Haicheng to Los Angeles for a long time.

On the terrace at noon, she thought that Ming Yue must go to Los Angeles to find Qing, but how?

If I were Ming Yue, she thought... Now that she knows Qing Qing's full name, she may not be impossible to find her on the Internet.

Dinner was set in the VIP room of the best Chinese restaurant in the city. I probably felt that the way of eating Western food was too cold, so I sat down at the round table of the Chinese restaurant and fell in love with each other.

The elder brother and sister-in-law brought their daughter and said that their son was studying in the East, and that they would not be able to come back this time, so we will meet again next time.The girl is sixteen or seventeen years old, and in the photo that the old pervert took out, she was still a baby.

Unknowingly thrown so far by the time, Ming Yue couldn't help feeling that he was no more than two years older than her back then.

"This is Angie, Angie, this is my aunt." The sister-in-law introduced to the two, and she spoke without a northern accent at all.

When Chachad got this title, Ming Yue couldn't help it. After all, he had never called him sister-in-law before, so he was a little nervous for a while, not knowing whether he should reach out to hold it or what, but the other party didn't care much.

"hiauntie~" She didn't call her aunt in Chinese, probably because she was a little embarrassed, but her face was very calm. After saying that, she lowered her eyelashes and looked at the menu in front of her.

"Hi..." Ming Yu also fooled around like this, but he felt a little worried, she was somewhat similar to herself back then.

"Anji is Zhu Sheng, and she has a bit of a bad manners. Don't be as knowledgeable as her." The sister-in-law smiled. She said the word "Zhu Sheng" in Cantonese, which means Chinese who were born and raised abroad.

"No, it's because I, an elder, broke the rules and didn't even prepare for the meeting ceremony."

Mingyu only thought of this incident when she heard the word "rule". She didn't think about it before, and she didn't expect such a happy scene this time.

"No, we forgot to tell you to bring Angie here." The sister-in-law helped her out.

Anji looked up and smiled at Mingyu, as if expressing forgiveness, then looked down at the menu.

"Anji? Is this a Chinese name?" Ming Yu asked.

The sister-in-law was a little embarrassed, "Yeah, it's not a esoteric name, angie, Angie, that's all."

Qinghui poured tea for everyone.

"Pretty good." Ming Yu said.

As expected, the Chinese names of the third-generation immigrants began to be sloppy. Chen Xilin, Qing Anji, and Ming Yuxiang all followed their English names, and there were really few occasions where Chinese names were used.Chen Xilin lived in Haicheng for several years when he was a child... Ming Yu lost his mind and abducted Chen Xilin again.

Qing Hui had a sullen face, probably still brooding over what happened the day before.

"Is my sister coming to Los Angeles for a few days? Or do you have any work plans?" the sister-in-law asked again.

Qinghui frowned, not knowing which word struck him.

Mingyu was not used to hearing her call him "sister", so he lowered his eyelashes like Anji, held up his teacup, "I plan to go back to City C tomorrow."

Qinghui looked up at her, wanted to say something, but didn't speak.

The waiter came in to write the menu. The old-fashioned Chinese restaurant has a set meal with lobster and crab.

"Angie is going to go to college, right? What major are you interested in?" Ming Yu asked, she had a good impression of this niece.

Angie shook a large glass of ice water in his hand, and the full ice cubes "creaked" in it, "artificial intelligence."

Ming Yue's heart skipped a beat, and he stabilized, "Not bad, quite promising."

Angie shrugged.The sister-in-law embraced Anji and kissed her affectionately on the head, with a little mother's pride for her daughter.

"Have you...have you been in the United States all these years? What are your plans for the future?"

"It's here to take root, the older generation is buried here, and the children are also here, we have no choice," Qing Hui finally spoke, sipped his tea, and thought again, "Our Qing family and the Bai family It's not the same way, I didn't tell you yesterday, the old man ran away before liberation, his family is a businessman, a capitalist, you understand?"

Mingyu thought about it, Qinghui and the Qing family probably had a high opinion of themselves, they were not as good as the Bai family in business, but they looked down on them.

She didn't like this attitude anymore, "Where's the Qing family?" She asked, to see what Qing Hui could come up with.

Qing Hui was choked by her, and even drank two sips of water, "Did you not know the Qing family?"

"Speak well to my sister." The sister-in-law smoothed things over.

"The Qing family came to America to do business." Ming Yue said lightly, but clearly.

Angie raised an eyebrow and smiled.

"The Qing family has deeper concerns. My father's development in the United States in the 80s was also decided after the careful consideration of my grandfather's generation. Although our Qing family has always been careful not to step aside, but as the saying goes, the emperor and the courtier, Just because you don’t stand aside doesn’t mean that other people see you in the same way, accidentally becoming a victim has happened to other families, and the Qing family is also considered indifferent to fame and wealth, come to the United States, stay away from disputes, and just live your own life.”

Ming Yu thought for a while, "What about the uncle's house?"

Qinghui was taken aback for a moment, "His family came earlier, about ten years earlier than ours."

In front of a villa in Beverly Hills, Chen Xilin stopped the car and rang the doorbell.

Qingmei saw her on the screen, but she was not sure, so she carefully identified her.

Chen Xilin raised his hand and lowered it towards the square button.

Qingmei paused, switched on the audio, and a slow voice came out: "Why are you here?"

"Sister, excuse me, I want to inquire about someone."

"Don't call me sister."

Chen Xilin paused, "You will always be my sister, just like Qing will always be my family."