Those uncontrollable actions are the habits accumulated in those sweet moments. No matter how many years we have been apart, as long as that person is by our side, the body will always respond unfettered.

Early summer mornings are still a bit chilly, especially when you are alone.

Waking up in the morning, the big bed was already empty. Ren Zijin rubbed his sleepy eyes in confusion, looking at the other side that was still warm, feeling absent-minded for a while.

Those lingering plots last night shook her fragile heart back and forth, especially Zheng Ronghua's muffled humming in her ear over and over again, no matter how heartless she was, there would be moments of mistakes.

The man lying on her body in front of her was the man she had loved for ten years.

Ten years, what a number, but their love is not perfect.

As Eason Chan, a powerful singer in Hong Kong, sang:

"Ten years ago,

I do not know you,

you do not belong to me,

we are still the same,

by the side of a stranger,

Walk through the gradually familiar streets.

ten years later,

We are friends,

You can also regards,

Just that kind of tenderness,

I can no longer find a reason to hug,

Lovers eventually become friends. "

If lovers become friends in the end, is it luck or misfortune?

Each flower enters each eye.

Loved each other deeply, if separation is destined to become an enemy, why start?

If love goes to the end and everything can't go back to the beginning, maybe being friends is the best form.

It is really a blessing to continue to guard each other in the name of friends.

"Miss Ren, get up." Ren Zijin smiled and nodded to Sister Chi, her eyes had already drifted away.

"Mr. Zheng went out for morning exercise and said he came back to bring breakfast, so I didn't do it." Sister Chi could clearly see Ren Zijin's distraught look, and took the initiative to tell her the question she wanted to know the most.

"Oh." She walked to the kitchen with a face of indifference, and quietly poured a large glass of water. Sister Chi sneered. Well, take the initiative to tell it, and pretend, this is a little girl.

"Boom." Zheng Ronghua was wearing a peaked cap, wearing sunglasses and leading a bunch of bags in his hand. Sister Chi hurried forward to take the things in his hand. Ren Zijin in the kitchen heard the sound, and his ears were already pricked up. Got up, listening to the wind and grass in the living room.

"What about her?" Zheng Ronghua took off his sunglasses and his peaked cap.

When Ren Zijin heard him asking himself, he walked out of the kitchen consciously, his moving body was startled, the morning light shone on him standing next to the floor-to-ceiling window, and his whole body was covered with a layer of glittering and crystal light by the morning light behind him, like It feels like the savior in the western world, so golden, exuding infinite hope.

Ren Zijin looked stupid for a while, and didn't hear his words. It wasn't until Zheng Ronghua walked in step by step that she woke up like a dream, and suddenly shivered: "Ah?"

Seeing her long-lost cute look, the corners of his mouth curled unconsciously, and even his brows and eyes were shining with the morning light, "Why are you in a daze?" He naturally stretched out his hand and scratched the hair she had carved naturally. Nose, there is no illusion of time and space.

The two were obviously taken aback. Those uncontrollable actions are the habits accumulated during those sweet moments. No matter how many years they have been apart, as long as that person is by their side, the body will always respond unfettered. This is biologically speaking. The "conditioned reflex" of it.

The so-called "conditioned reflex" refers to the temporary neural connection established between the external stimulus and the response of the organism under certain conditions, which is generated postnatally.

The reason for its generation is: the stimulus that could not cause a response, through a learning process, gives a stimulus and another stimulus that causes this response at the same time, so that they can establish a relationship.Just think of two people who have different living habits. Over time, as time goes by, the two become more and more in harmony with each other. Sometimes, the other party can know what he is thinking with just a glance or a movement.

"Uh..." She didn't know what to say for a while, she just stood at the kitchen door and stared fixedly at Zheng Ronghua who was also in a daze.

"Mr. Zheng, Miss Ren, let's eat." Sister Chi's sudden intrusion broke the awkward atmosphere between the two of them. Zheng Ronghua cleared his throat with a light cough: "Let's eat." Then he turned and walked into the restaurant.

Ren Zijin let out a dazed "Oh" and followed his footsteps into the living room.

Sister Chi looked at him from the left and her from the right, a little confused, wasn't it a reunion last night, what happened this morning?

It wasn't until she sat down that Ren Zijin turned from trance to shock. She stared at Zheng Ronghua with her eyes wide open, trying to get some clues from his expression. Sitting in front of the dining table with light clouds and misty clouds, she drank the porridge gracefully.

Ren Zijin was dumbfounded, not observing any changes from his calm face, then lowered his head and obediently took a sip of the porridge, the familiar taste permeated the whole mouth, and his eyes followed her lowered head at some point. The arc fell into the bowl in front of my eyes.

"Pa-ta... Pa-ta..." The sound of tears touching the porridge at the quiet dining table was extremely loud.

Zheng Ronghua's eyes hurt from the shaking of her head that was about to be buried in the porridge, and finally raised his eyes and wanted to speak harshly to her, but the tears that dripped made him shake.

As if aware of his gaze, Ren Zijin turned his face slowly, the eyes that had burst into tears long ago met his probing eyes with the expression of Ai Ai, the air was still, only the sound of the breathing of the two of them " Hu~hu~" Spreading in the air with too much mixed emotion.

When Ren Zijin saw the breakfast Zheng Ronghua bought, he was a little surprised. Didn't he go out for morning exercises, why is he still wearing a duck hat and sunglasses?Who needs to be fully armed for morning exercise?

Moreover, the area where Zheng Ronghua's apartment is located is a prime housing area in Seoul, and the security work can be said to be the best in the country.

The people living here are either noble or rich, or they are some giants in the business world, who want to enjoy family happiness in order to prosper with family and everything; Enjoy being ordinary.

The only downside is that there is no place that sells snacks. When she tasted the first bite of neatly sliced ​​duck slices, it was full of the taste of "Beijing".

I remember that at that time, he was awkward and skipped meals in order to lose weight. Every time at that time, he would drive to "Chen Ji" and spend more than 30 minutes to buy a freshly baked roast duck, and returned to the apartment to put it in front of her.

Okay, she admitted that when faced with delicious food, it would be a somersault if she tried to lose weight.

After a while, she was calm and calm just now, as if she regarded "not eating" as home, and immediately disarmed and surrendered.

"Quanjude" is an authentic Beijing flavor. It is opened by an old lady who has been in Korea for nearly 50 years. Every time she goes to "Quanjude", she has to chat with the old lady for a long time. He secretly gave them a lot of discounts. When Ren Zijin first found out, he insisted on paying them back, but Zheng Ronghua stopped him.

It's not that she is greedy for a little bit of cheapness. "This old lady is nothing more than meeting a fellow from another country. This is the only way for her to express her feelings. Why don't you satisfy her."

Later, she went frequently, and she always had to chat with the old lady for a long time. The old lady's surname is Yang, and she is a descendant of the Yang family in Quanjude, Qianmen, Beijing. Hot, so, a person packed his bags and resolutely came to South Korea, a country that is not as big as a province in China, looking for the freedom and love she has longed for.

Fifty years later, she was already a married woman, had a family, had a child, and there was a bond. The idea of ​​returning to China continued to pass. Later, when she got older, her homesickness became more urgent, but she couldn't do it anymore. power.

She has been wandering in a country for more than 50 years, and she is surrounded by unfamiliar languages. How long has it been since she spoke Chinese well with others, and now she has basically forgotten how to say Chinese.

"Little girl, it's not easy to go out alone, but you must remember to go home often to see how worried your parents should be. Uh, don't be as regretful as I am." The old lady always took her hand with her hand Not very fluent Chinese told Ren Zijin.

******

"It's still the original taste." She choked on these 2 and swallowed hard one by one. Those memories were like the taste overflowing in her mouth. It was still the original taste. When she tasted it again, her mood was no longer the same.

"Old lady Yang is gone." Zheng Ronghua put down the spoon in his hand, stared at her and said earnestly.

"What?" Sure enough, she was frightened by his words. How could it be possible, that four years ago, she was chatting with herself about her hometown, and planned to take the old lady to Beijing when she had money? Why, her promise has not yet been fulfilled Cash in, and she'll leave?

"When did it happen?" She tried her best to restrain her emotions, but the chaotic tone in her mouth still betrayed her mixed heart at the moment.

"In the second year after you left, the old man's cancer is terminal." Zheng Ronghua's tone was low and deep, and the sadness on his face seemed to be so sincere.

How can you be unfeeling, how can you be careless!

After she left, Zheng Ronghua kept everything about her, whether it was to preserve memories or pay homage to the past, including this old man who came from the same place as her. Everything is meticulous.

Later, when the old man was dying, he told him intermittently about her conversation with Ren Zijin.

The old man pointed to Zheng Ronghua, who was holding a mobile phone in the distance, and asked, "Is it because of him that you came to Korea?"

Following the old man's pointing, Zheng Ronghua seemed to feel her gaze, and turned his head to meet her affectionate eyes, "Yes." She nodded heavily, fearing that the old man would not believe it, she nodded heavily .

"Why do I think this kid is narrow-minded and brain-dead, but the key is that he is full of self-confidence. Is it worth it for you to cross the ocean just for him?" the old man asked her jokingly.

"It's worth it, he is someone worthy of my love even if I give my life!" She said vowedly, and the old man patted her head with a loving smile on his face.

"As expected of being a screenwriter, ha, it's okay to write small words one by one, but I can't tell you. When I get married, I will remember to eat wedding candy." He who came here, married?She blushed involuntarily.

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