if love is invisible

"I will fall in love, but not with him."

Wen Zhen plucked up her courage and said: "He is already 35 years old. According to his age, he is already middle-aged, while I am only 28 years old."

"He has been tossed and beaten by life and emotions. He can't provide what I want, the enthusiasm of young people."

"I have no father and no mother. I know that I have no right to despise him for being bad or bad, but I still feel that I can meet someone better."

After saying this, Wen Zhen sensitively noticed that the temperature in the room was a few degrees colder, she belatedly turned her head, and saw Song Xigu standing by the door, looking at her intently.

Wen Zhen couldn't hear what Chen Mian said on the phone, she hung up the phone hastily, stood up and looked at him.

In his judgment-like eyes, Wen Zhen opened her mouth: "Since you have heard it all, then I won't bother Miss Xiaoyu, I will tell you myself."

"Yes, all you heard were my true thoughts."

"I am a woman who is seven or eight years younger than you. I have only been in love once. Although I have been betrayed, I still have a high enthusiasm for love. The love I imagined can be passionate at any time. Put it away anytime."

"We can make as much as we want, break up today and reconcile tomorrow. If I talk too much, I will find the steps by myself and he will take me to a crazy racing. Song Xigu, you can hardly believe it? I like racing, that kind of kidney element Have you ever experienced the thrill of going from 0 to 300 at once?"

"I guess you haven't tried it, and you won't try it in the future, because you are not only a man, but also a father, a very responsible father, brother, and uncle."

"You have to take care of so many people every day, how many of them are distributed to me in the end?"

"Except for the accident that night, you are pestering me now. In fact, it has nothing to do with love. You just want to find a good woman who can be the mother of your son. And this good woman can be me, Wen Zhen, or someone else. woman."

After Wen Zhen finished speaking, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at him calmly.

Song Xigu took out a cigarette from his pocket: "Do you mind if I smoke?"

Wen Zhen shook her head: "I don't mind, but Chang Chang is in the room, you can go to the balcony."

Song Xigu lit a cigarette, walked past her to the balcony, Wen Zhen hesitated, and followed her out.

Slowly exhaling a puff of smoke, Song Xigu used his hands to disperse it, and looked at Wen Zhen: "Actually, I have thought about what you said, and I also know that my enthusiasm has been burned out, and I can't give you young people the stimulation you want. and vigorously."

"You are already excellent, and I also think you will meet a better man, that man will take you to chase mountains and seas, watch the lonely sunset and polar dawn with you, and finally he will give you roses and diamond rings , knelt down on one knee and asked if you want to marry him."

"You said that you should think about it again. He said that you are insulting his feelings and his thoughts on you these years. You will have a big fight, and finally make up, and then you will get married."

Song Xigu took another puff of cigarette and smiled: "You are right, I can't do what you yearn for, what I can promise and do is to make you have no worries about food and clothing, and the most ordinary company , as well as the warmth and interest that occasionally may or may not exist in a lifetime."

"In this way, when do you feel that you have had enough fun, don't want any more grandiose, want to return to ordinary, you give priority to me, I will keep the little enthusiasm I have left, if one day you get married, you will be happy , I will burn out my enthusiasm and be a kind old father."

He was joking, trying to look decent, and Wenzhen looked away.

Song Xigu took a few puffs, squeezed out the butt of the cigarette and threw it into the trash can, showing a gentle smile? "Okay, you don't have to feel sorry for me. The one who should say sorry is me. I was too selfish. I tried to help the accident that night and tied you here to be Song Chang's mother. Sorry, sorry."

"Thank you for taking care of me these two days. I've already finished the transfusion. Please help me put Chang Chang's things back together. I'll take them away with me later."

After finishing speaking, he walked into the living room, put the laptop on the table into the computer bag, and put the mobile phone, charger, lighter, etc. back one by one, even the oolong honey tea he drank when he came here yesterday He also put it in the side pocket of the computer bag, and finally went into the kitchen, took his cup, and wiped off the water stains on it with a paper towel.

Seeing this, Wen Zhen went back to the room to collect Song Chang's things. After a while, she found a lot of his toys and clothes, and finally stuffed his water glass into his schoolbag.

He found a big bag to put all the things in, and when Wen Zhen carried it out of the living room, Song Xigu had already packed it, and there was also a big garbage bag by his feet.

After collecting so many things at once, the whole house seemed much empty, Wen Zhen put down the bag and sat down opposite Song Xigu.

Song Xigu put the phone in his pocket and looked up at her: "Ah Tu will arrive in half an hour, have you finished collecting it?"

Wen Zhen nodded: "It's finished."

Song Xigu hummed without emotion, his eyes touched the big bag at his feet, he smiled, and said, "So I put so many things here with you."

Wen Zhen let out an oh.

The two didn't speak any more, the silence spread between them, Wen Zhen was a little restless.

Fortunately, Ah Tu will come soon.

"The computer bag and these two big bags are all carried, I'll go and hug Changchang."

After Song Xigu gave Ah Tu instructions, he turned around and went to hug Song Chang in the room. His hands were gentle, and Song Chang fell into a deep sleep again. When he left the bed, he half-opened his eyes, babbled a few words, and then fell asleep obediently again.

Wen Zhen wanted to send them downstairs, but Song Xigu refused: "Miss Wen, it's better to be more polite to me, I'm afraid that if you treat me well, I will lose my sense of propriety again."

He said with a smile: "The embarrassment of being re-taught to be a human being is enough to go through once in a lifetime, and I don't want to do it again."

Wen Zhen put her hands behind her back, squeezed her fingers tightly, and said with a smile: "Then I won't give it away. I wish Mr. Song a smooth journey."

Song Xigu nodded, and carried Song Chang into the elevator.

Wen Zhen closed the door and sat in the porch for a while, suddenly felt pain in the palm of her hand, looked down, it turned out that the palm was pinched by her, and the wound was oozing blood.

Wen Zhen went to wash up and go to sleep after finding something and disposing of it casually.

After making it clear to Song Xigu, she didn't have any mental burden, so she slept until dawn.

The next morning, Wen Zhen was woken up by the biological clock. When she opened her eyes, the sunlight outside the window just fell on the bed.

It turned out that she slept so deeply that she didn't even draw the curtains.

I'm going to meet with Zhuang Xiuming and the others this morning to talk about plans for next spring.

This was her first official meeting with customers since she became the president, so she paid special attention to it and tried on three or four sets of clothing alone.

And because all the customers who came today are Song's old customers for many years, and the age of the customers is over 40 years old. In order not to let the customers think that she is too young and not calm enough, she deliberately put on a more mature makeup.

Everything is ready, she puts on her lipstick and goes out.

But when she opened the door, she froze.