my sick white moonlight

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Zhang Youming hadn't had time to answer Shi Zhiqing's question of whether he wanted to eat soft rice, but he was stopped by someone. It was Gao Xiaoyun who had just returned from another place.

Shi Zhiqing remembered that Guo Li had told him before that Gao Xiaoyun was going through a divorce, so she should have come back from Pingnan now.

Gao Xiaoyun was also bluffing. After calling Zhang Youming to stop from a long distance, she came over with her baby in her arms and asked loudly: "Hey, you two also come back to school to see? Why don't you call Guo Li together? "

"It's the weekend, the weather is fine, so I'll come back for a walk, how about you? When did you come back?" Shi Zhiqing asked.

Although Gao Xiaoyun showed interest in Zhang Youming, he was not good at dealing with it, so Shi Zhiqing took the initiative to talk to Gao Xiaoyun.

Gao Xiaoyun put the child down and said, "Contact the school for my daughter. Her registered permanent residence is in Pingnan, so it's not very convenient for her to enroll."

"Have you got in touch?" Shi Zhiqing and Gao Xiaoyun didn't have much in common.

Normally, in this kind of situation, it's just a few words of pleasantries, and then go about what you should do. It doesn't feel very good to stand on the street and talk like this, Shi Zhiqing feels like being peeped.

He and Zhang Youming didn't have much outdoor two-person world.

Gao Xiaoyun nodded and said, "It's done. Hey, have you eaten yet? Let's go to lunch together. I wanted to invite you to dinner after the class reunion last time, but I'm too busy later."

What she said about you should be specifically referring to Zhang Youming.

"No need, we have something to do in the afternoon, let's have dinner together when we have time." Zhang Youming took the initiative to speak.

"Just eat it. I opened a stir-fry restaurant near here. Go and try it. It's time anyway. I'll take a taxi and we'll go there together. Do you want to call Guo Li? The community doesn't work on Saturdays, right?" ?” Gao Xiaoyun said, took out her mobile phone, and clicked on the taxi app.

Shi Zhiqing and Zhang Youming looked at each other in embarrassment, feeling very helpless, it would not be good to directly refuse and tear their skin.The main reason is that there is really nothing wrong on Saturday?As Gao Xiaoyun said, even if you have something to do, just have lunch.

"I read Guo Li's post saying that he has been working overtime every day recently, so he probably doesn't have time." Shi Zhiqing said.

"That's right, but after she gave birth, we didn't have much contact. She was very busy every day, hey, you two haven't considered getting married yet? Both of you are in your 30s, especially Shi Zhiqing, you have such good conditions , Why is it still procrastinating? People still have to get married, otherwise life is incomplete." Gao Xiaoyun was still wiping her daughter's nose, probably because she had a cold.

Shi Zhiqing smiled awkwardly, and said, "There's no need to pursue perfection in life."

Everyone is pursuing completeness, without marriage is not a complete life, without children is not a complete life, without reading a book is not a complete life, there are too many words like this.

Everyone is pursuing completeness, but they all live a fragmented life.

Not interesting.

The incompleteness of life is charming, just like Zhang Youming who suffers from leg problems.

"Then what should I do when I get old?" Gao Xiaoyun asked seriously.

Shi Zhiqing actually didn't think about the long-term. You don't know which one will come first, the accident or tomorrow. If you do the things at hand well and have a certain ability to resist risks, it's already good.

Before the two of them answered, Gao Xiaoyun said again: "Shi Zhiqing, you're okay, I didn't say that, Zhang Youming, you have to think about it, what will you do in the future?"

"Aren't fortune tellers more popular the older they get? Hahahaha" Shi Zhiqing answered ahead of Zhang Youming.

"The car has its own way to the front of the mountain, and the boat is naturally straight to the bridge." Zhang Youming said lightly.

Gao Xiaoyun sneered, subconsciously, she thought that Zhang Youming and the others were thinking shallowly.

So I fell into silence. This kind of topic shouldn't be brought up, and caring too much about others is overstepping the distance.

Gao Xiaoyun's store should have opened not long ago, and there were half-person-high flower baskets at the entrance of the store. It might be an event, and the business inside was pretty good. Gao Xiaoyun took them to the private room.

Gao Xiaoyun is actually a formidable woman, and she has some brains to be able to buy this store by herself, so in many ways, it is understandable for her to show her disdain for Zhang Youming.

It's just that her disdain is based on wanting to get along with Zhang Youming, but she thinks Zhang Youming is a good match for her.

In fact, she was belittling herself a little bit. Her idea was that if she hadn't married her second time, she wouldn't have taken a fancy to Zhang Youming.

The current situation is her second marriage, and Zhang Youming's conditions are not good, so she feels that she is a good match.

It's actually kind of ridiculous to say it.

If you have to say it, Zhang Youming doesn't like women, so naturally he doesn't like Gao Xiaoyun either.

After all, everyone's definition of the standard is not the same.

No matter what is high or low.

During the meal, Gao Xiaoyun brought up the topic of marriage again, and it seemed like she couldn't get around it. Thinking about it, it actually made sense, the three of them really had nothing in common to talk about.

Fortunately, Xiazi Wang called on the way, saying that he was asking him to take Shi Zhiqing to dinner at night.

The meaning of eating is different from Wang Xiazi's. Shi Zhiqing was still thinking about whether to go back and change his clothes, but Zhang Youming said no, since he couldn't see anyway.

Shi Zhiqing thought about it, and wandered around with Zhang Youming in the afternoon, then went to the place where Wang Xiazi entertained him for dinner.

It is a small fried rice restaurant in an old street. The outside of the small restaurant is still bluestone, and there are several log-colored tables. Each table is covered with an almost transparent and inferior white film. When the wind blows, it will stick together.

This is an old community. There are many young people who have just graduated. At this time, the migrant workers who do not have weekends have just left work. Some will stand by the stalls to buy fried rice or rice noodles, or eat fried rice. Potatoes, or fried pancakes, few people will come to restaurants with stores.

Shi Zhiqing sat in front of the shop, watching passers-by hurrying by, he felt inexplicably nervous, as if he could truly perceive the passage of time.

Zhang Youming asked the boss for a pot of hot tea, and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Shi Zhiqing shook her head, her mind was in an empty state.

"Will Blind Wang ask me anything?" Shi Zhiqing asked.

Zhang Youming smiled and said, "He's just an old man who likes to play tricks, don't worry."

Blind Wang indeed proved Zhang Youming's words. He closed the shop and came here to buy a catty of white wine. The first thing he did when he sat down was to taste the taste of the wine.

He didn't ask Shi Zhiqing anything, most of the time he was drinking, and he would pick a few peanuts, and at the end of the drink, there were not a few peanuts left on the plate, and he poked around with his chopsticks, but he couldn't pick them up accurately.

He simply put down his chopsticks and said through his drunkenness: "Our lives are long and lonely, and boredom is often fatal, so I fell in love with alcoholism and found the meaning of existence. Zhang Youming, love is what makes you boring. For fun? Xiaoshi, people’s hearts are fickle, how many years can you love Zhang Youming? You just have to figure it out for yourself, everything has its own cause and effect, whether it is good or bad, there will be a day."