Looking back suddenly, the man was drawing circles in the corner

"Can't you say it?" Huang Hua just finished eating the whole bowl of instant noodles and didn't hear Chen Jing's response, so he couldn't help asking, "The past is too bad to look back on?"

Chen Jing shook her head, put the chopsticks by the bowl, and leaned back on the sofa.

"Neither. There is nothing that cannot be said, and there is nothing that cannot be unbearable." Chen Jing's eyes fell on the notebook, and Zhong Xuan in the photo looked at the camera with a smile. Her eyes were not too big, but When she is smiling happily, a pair of lying silkworms are particularly obvious, making her smile cute and vivid.

Huang Huacai's curiosity was completely aroused, and he wanted to continue to ask questions, but because he was not too familiar with Chen Jing, it seemed impolite to gossip too much, so he could only shrug his shoulders and say, "Then let the past go with the wind and go with the wind." The wind has picked up."

Chen Jing smiled, she felt that Huang Hua was quite sensible, no one knew how to converse with anyone, and during the two years she worked in the radio station, she was always being inquired about openly or secretly, and she was so bored, she had already raised her eyebrows. She has become a habit of keeping alienated from people she doesn't know well. She has no interest in intervening in other people's lives, nor does she want others to intervene in her own life.

Huang Hua only pretended to be a gentleman for two seconds, but she couldn't keep it up. She firmly believed that gossip is a woman's nature, so she couldn't violate the laws of nature.

"Since the past has gone with the wind, it doesn't matter to listen to it, right?" Huang Hua asked tentatively.

"Since the past has gone with the wind, it doesn't matter if you don't talk about it?" Chen Jing maintained a decent smile and closed the notebook, feeling deeply drawn into the house.

Huang Huacai is actually a very measured person, and she doesn't have to know other people's private affairs, but Chen Jing keeps her mouth shut, which makes her feel itchy in her heart, like scratching her heart with claws, and if she doesn't ask clearly, it won't stop itching.

"My good sister, just tell me, anyway, there's nothing you can't say, and there's nothing you can't bear to look back on." Huang Hua pinched a corner of Chen Jing's sleeve and begged coquettishly, her voice was coquettish and coquettish. Goosebumps appeared on Chen Jing's arms.

"Haven't you heard that curiosity killed the cat?" Chen Jing pulled back her sleeves and stroked her arms on both sides.In order to get rid of the cold, Chen Jing picked up the noodles and ate them again.

"To die under the peony flowers is to be a ghost, and I am willing to die under your pomegranate skirt." Huang Huacai said whatever nasty words he wanted to say, intending to disgust Chen Jing.

Chen Jing has been receiving love letters since she was in elementary school, and she has seen all of them that are ten times more disgusting than this, so she is calm and unmoved.

Huang Hua could only use his trump card, pointing to Chen Jing's chopsticks hand and said righteously: "I just saved your life, and you can't repay it, why don't you let me gossip?"

Chen Jing pointed to the bowl of instant noodle soup on the tea table with her chopsticks, and said calmly, "Didn't you already report it?"

"Doesn't that count?!" Huang Hua was furious in an instant, "You're going to throw away that bowl of instant noodles. I didn't want to waste anything so I reluctantly ate it for you. Can this be called repaying your kindness? You're called repaying your favor with revenge." Bar?"

Chen Jing was so annoyed by Huang Hua, she sighed and said, "Okay, I'll just satisfy your gossip, that's fine."

"It's curiosity." Huang Hua corrected right away.

Chen Jing didn't bother to argue with her, so she put the bowl and chopsticks away, wiped her mouth with a tissue, and then said calmly, "I wasn't with her when Zhong Xuan had an accident. Her colleague called me to inform me."

"What happened to her?" Huang Huacai's first thought was a car accident, because TV dramas and movies are so common, the usage rate of this meme is as high as 90.00%.

Chen Jing said flatly, "There was a car accident."

"Really?!" Huang Hua's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief.

Chen Jing looked at her with crazy eyes: "What's there to lie to you?"

"No, I just feel..." Huang Hua was in a complicated mood, "Oh, a car accident, how could you be so careless."

"You just take it as a warning, remember to walk on the sidewalk when crossing the road in the future." Chen Jing smiled, stood up and walked to the entrance to open the door, "Okay, after listening to the story, what should I do when I go home."

Huang Huacai: "..." What kind of story is this? It ends in two sentences. Even if you want to make a long story short, it doesn't have to be so short, right?

But gossip, no, curiosity is finally barely satisfied.It's just that while being satisfied, I feel as if... It's too far from what I imagined.

There was nothing to say about the car accident, it was so mysterious that she thought Zhong Xuan's accident was so twists and turns.

Originally, Huang Hua wanted to know how Zhong Xuan got into a car accident on August [-], but when he thought of Chen Jing's expression just now, he didn't dare to ask the bottom line.

Chen Jing's expression was too calm just now, it was clearly a matter of life and death, but she said it in such an understatement tone, affectionate but seemingly ruthless.

"Okay, I'm leaving." Huang Hua remembered the unfinished bowl of vegetable salad in his kitchen, and stood up before Chen Jing reminded him a second time, and if he didn't go back, the salad would be covered with flies.

Huang Hua just walked to the door, and suddenly stopped, and turned around to show Chen Jing a bright smile: "By the way, do you want to..."

"No." Chen Jing returned her a smile

"I haven't said anything yet!" Huang Hua was furious.

"Okay, tell me." Chen Jing smiled helplessly.

Only then did Huang Hua suppress the grievance and anger in his heart, and sent out a friendly invitation for the second time: "Would you like to come to my house and taste the vegetable salad I made?"

"No." Chen Jing refused cleanly.

Huang Hua finally left angrily without looking back.

After closing the door, Chen Jing leaned against the door panel and stared blankly for a while. She was in a bad mood and wanted to eat some vegetable salad.

The bowl of instant noodles on the tea table was still a mess after all. Chen Jing picked up one with chopsticks, stared at it for a while, and then put it back into the bowl.

I can't eat it.

Some things, if you don't think about it, you can treat it as if it never happened. It sounds a bit like self-deception, but it is really the case.

Even though the important thing has been lost and recovered, even if she is immersed in the sweet love period again, even if tomorrow is infinitely beautiful, but because of the gossip of the neighbor opposite, Chen Jing still fell into the infinite melancholy about the past, and became depressed uncontrollably .

Chen Jing poured out the instant noodles, then opened the refrigerator to pick out some ingredients, and started cooking.

Chen Jing's way of cooking is the same, that is, chop all the ingredients with a knife, put them in a pot, season and cook.

Even though she had distracted herself by cooking, Chen Jing still couldn't help but think of what happened that day during the 10 minutes of waiting for the things in the pot to be cooked.

Memories are like unthreaded sweaters. When a naughty kitten scratches them, the wool uncontrollably unravels and eventually becomes a mess.

The weather was fine that day, but Chen Jing had been in a bad mood since she woke up, there were always two or three days every month, every month.Women are inherently emotional, especially on such a day, so a little thing becomes the fuse of a quarrel.As the name suggests, Chen Jing is quiet and calm. She doesn't talk much, but every sentence can hit people's vitals. She is very affectionate, and she is afraid of breaking people when she speaks loudly, so she is not willing to really quarrel with her.

It was a quarrel, but from the beginning to the end, it was Chen Jing who lost her temper with Zhong Xuan unilaterally. Zhong Xuan knew that the other party was influenced by her aunt, and she felt sorry for her poor health and heavy work pressure. She was not unhappy when she let her sneer at her, but only devoted herself to it. Prepared a nutritious breakfast for her in the kitchen, and specially cooked some brown sugar ginger water, and packed it in a thermos so that she could take it back to the company.

After venting and having a full meal, Chen Jing went to work refreshed.Once he got into work, he ignored his physical discomfort. It might also be because of the effect of Zhong Xuan's brown sugar ginger water. Anyway, after half a day, his mood was no longer so irritable.During the lunch break, the assistant knocked on the door with a bouquet of fiery red roses, looked at her enviously and said, "Manager Chen, someone sent you flowers again."

Chen Jing was used to it, so she smiled and said, "If you like it, I'll give it to you." It's better than throwing it away.

It wasn't the first time that the assistant handled the gift from the suitor for Chen Jing, but he still handed the card over cautiously for Chen Jing to have a look.

Everyone knows that Manager Chen is in charge, but she keeps a low profile and does not make it public. No one knows the identity of that mysterious boyfriend.

"Manager Chen, please take a look at the card first, in case it was sent by your boyfriend."

Unexpectedly, it was really hit by the assistant, and there were seven words written on the card: Baby, don't be angry with me.The inscription is Xiaoxuanzi who loves you.

Looking at the words on the card, even if Chen Jing was really angry, she calmed down at this moment, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily curled up. This is another common trick used by playboys to pick up girls. It's really vulgar.

But... the victory lies in being willing to spend time.

The assistant observed the words and expressions, and knew that he was mistaken, so he automatically and consciously withdrew.

Chen Jing picked up the phone and looked for Zhong Xuan's number in the address book. Well, I forgive you, although you don't seem to have done anything wrong.

But the phone rang at this moment, startling Chen Jing.Zhong Xuan's name danced on the screen. No matter how close the two were, Chen Jing never gave Zhong Xuan a nickname. "Husband" was absolutely impossible, unless she changed her gender. "Pig" is too common, shouted on the street, nine out of ten will turn back. "Xiaoxuanzi"... I've seen too much of Xiaoao Jianghu, but I can't say it at all anyway.

So I kept calling her by first name and last name, even in the cell phone address book.

After the call was connected, Chen Jing was the first to blame and said, "Idiot, wasting this kind of money..."

"Chen...Jing?" An unfamiliar voice interrupted her, and then said eagerly, "Are you Chen Jing? I'm Zhong Xuan's colleague Yang Li. Zhong Xuan was hit by a car just now , now in rescue... I just called her mother and couldn't get through, are you free now, can you come to the People's Hospital?"

At that moment, it was a bolt from the blue.

From heaven to hell, it turns out that there is only a thin line of difference.

While waiting outside the operating room, Chen Jing was quite optimistic, and kept forcing herself to think positively in her heart. Zhong Xuan had never done anything harmful, and was kind-hearted, sunny and cheerful. God had no reason to let her die young. passed away.

It turned out that she was still blindly optimistic. The doctor came out of the operating room and told them with regret on his face that the injured person's brain was severely damaged and he couldn't wake up temporarily, and he didn't know when he would wake up.

Chen Jing could only continue to comfort herself, the doctor said it was only temporary, maybe she would wake up tomorrow.

Then day after day, every day Chen Jing forced herself to be full of hope, but every day was disappointing.

At the most pessimistic moment, Chen Jing couldn't help thinking, is it because I don't cherish you enough, so you stop talking to me?

Can you give me another chance?

come back, ok?

The roses received at noon that day were raised by Chen Jing in a vase. Even though water was sprayed on the petals every day, the flowers withered day by day.