Go wild! son-in-law

The 60-year-old security guard stared at Cao Heng as if he were on guard against thieves. The elevator required a swipe card to enter. If you dare to break in, I will lie down. He had no choice but to call Jiang Meng. Cao Heng looked at the old man and smiled and said, "Old man, you don't need to stare like that."

The old man rolled his eyes and said: "Most of the people living in this building are single girls, and I have to work hard to protect their safety."

"Have you ever seen a handsome outlaw like me?"

"People cannot be judged by their appearance, and sea water cannot be measured. I have seen many people who look like dogs."

After saying that, the elevator door opened. Jiang Meng was wearing home clothes, a large pink suit, slippers, and a slender gooseneck. When she saw the rose in Cao Heng's hand, a flash of joy flashed in her eyes, and she quickly regained her composure, "Come on. Come on, why do you bring gifts?"

"This is not your housewarming to add some life to your home." Cao Heng was carrying his things and was about to enter the elevator. The old man ran over and stopped him with the registration book in his hand. "Register your name, purpose of visit, and the owner's signature before you can go up. There is nothing you can do about your job. I was more handsome than you when I was young, but handsomeness cannot be used as a key card."

Cao Heng wrote down his name, ID number, and purpose of visit, and handed the book to Jiang Meng to sign. After checking, the old man nodded and returned to his seat to listen to a tune.

The two entered the elevator. Cao Heng handed the flowers to Jiang Meng, "This is for you, for temporary viewing. Remember to water these two pots on the ground."

Taking the flower, she secretly rejoiced. She didn't expect that he still had this side. Jiang Meng took a look at his outfit today, which included white flat shoes, blue jeans, and a black short-sleeved T-shirt. Gives people the illusion of being back on campus.

He doesn't have the rigid, indifferent, and unapproachable sense of distance that he usually wears in a black or gray suit. When the elevator reached the eighth floor, he led the way with flowers in his arms without saying a word, and opened the door with his fingerprint.

The house is not big. There is a living room connected to the kitchen when you enter. It is 80 square meters. All the furniture has a very new smell. There is a balcony of seven or eight square meters. Cao Heng put the potted plants on the guardrail platform and returned to the dining area. , "I live well in a villa, how can I move to an apartment and experience the life of ordinary people?"

Carrying out the casserole and putting it on the table, Jiang Meng smiled and said, "I'm resigning from Xiongyuan. The house and car will be taken back tomorrow. Boss Cao will take care of me in the future. I have a monthly mortgage of [-] yuan and an unused room for rent." How about I live with you?"

"No, I'll stay in a hotel."

Mentally prepared, he was not surprised or sad if he refused. Jiang Meng brought the prepared dishes to the table.

After cooking six dishes, I have to say that Jiang Meng is definitely the ideal type for marriage. She is beautiful, has good cooking skills, and is not pretentious. She picked up the decanter and poured some red wine into two goblets, "Drink a little with me." , knowing that you don’t like drinking, I poured you a mouthful of wine.”

Cao Heng did not refuse, picked up the cup, touched it lightly, drank it all in one gulp, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of white slices and put it into his mouth to chew, "You are an ideal marriage partner, Chen Mingjiang is so lucky."

The words seemed to touch her skin, and Jiang Meng said sternly: "I didn't call you here just to listen to this. If you can speak, just speak more. If you can't speak, don't speak." After saying this, she realized that she was a little lost her temper, and turned around. His tone was soft, "I'm sorry, my family is trying to get me to be with him. I don't want my life to be controlled by others. I didn't mean to talk to you loudly."

"I understand!" Without taking her sudden gaffe to heart, Cao Heng picked up the decanter and poured himself a glass. "I wish you success in your future career, relationship, life and everything."

"Thank you! You too."

The two of them suddenly had nothing to say, and each ate alone. Jiang Meng drank the rest of the red wine alone, her cheeks flushed, "Cao Heng, do you think I'm beautiful?"

Cao Heng said truthfully: "Beautiful, how could the city flower not be beautiful?"

"Have you ever had feelings for me, even a little bit?"

"No, I won't be tempted by anyone, and I won't cause trouble for myself. I am a person with no tomorrow. I don't give expectations to anyone, and I won't give myself anything that I can't let go of. Besides, I am a person who cares about feelings. Relatively dull people in the world will not take the initiative to stir up dust."

Jiang Meng said what was in her heart through her drunkenness, "I don't know why I want to stay with you after the divorce. It's very comfortable and relaxing to be with you, even if you just stay quietly and don't talk. Sometimes you talk It’s quite irritating, but I don’t dare to get angry at you because I’m afraid you’ll ignore me again. You saved me twice.............”

Cao Heng did not interrupt her words, not wanting to distinguish whether she was drunk or buried in her heart. Nothing was important. There is no need to trouble yourself for things you don't care about. He waited until she finished speaking before speaking, "After eating, I should go back. ”

"No, sit with me for a while longer. Let's go to the sofa and sit and chat for a while." Jiang Meng stood up while holding on to the table, her steps a little frivolous, and sat down heavily on the sofa, leaning back.

Cao Heng placed a glass of water of moderate temperature on the table in front of her, "Drink some water to sober up."

"Can you tell me about your past?"

"You already know it, there's no need to say it again." Cao Heng came to her side and picked up the remote control to turn on the TV and find a variety show to watch.

"What is there to watch in variety shows? I really don’t understand what the purpose of making these variety shows is. There is nothing to watch. It’s funny, but there is nothing to laugh about. It looks like there is no real core. It’s just a group of women who have been married and divorced several times talking about their feelings. Getting along is so damn funny..." Jiang Meng complained while drinking.

It was unclear which state of her was the real one. Cao Heng said: "Xiong Yuan places advertisements in variety shows every year. It doesn't matter whether people watch the show or not. The most important thing is to attract sponsors and invest." As long as we don’t lose money, people will continue to make bad programs and sell advertising space.”

The two of them sat very close to each other, chatting all the time. Jiang Meng finally put her head on Cao Heng's lap and fell asleep, her chest showing white greasy. She really regarded herself as a good person. Cao Heng looked at the time and it was already. I took her into the bedroom near midnight, worried that she would wake up thirsty in the middle of the night, so I poured a glass of water and put it on the bedside before turning around and leaving.

The moment the bedroom door closed, Jiang Meng opened her eyes and sobbed softly in the darkness. Loneliness suddenly came to her heart. She was a normal girl who wanted to have someone by her side. The person who appeared as a lover regretted that she readily agreed to divorce him. Even if there is no emotional drag, at least there is someone to quarrel with when you are in a bad mood.

I hate why he showed his gentlest side after the divorce. I feel unwilling to do so. He is like an arsonist who lit a fire in his heart and escaped. He decides not to see him again. He is a person with no future. . But I still couldn't help but want to take one last look at him. I got out of bed with my bare feet and stared at the white sports car through the window and the street light.

He did not drive, but handed the keys to the driver and got into the passenger seat. Jiang Meng watched the white sports car disappear into the night, disappearing into the vast sea of ​​people just like his own. She would never contact him again, or interact with him. We will never meet again... Dust will return to dust, dust will return to dust. We are in the same city. If we don't want to see each other, we won't see each other.

After leaving, Cao Heng suddenly found that he didn't feel cold when he went out wearing short sleeves. The breeze blew his arms very cool. Could it be that the medicine Cao Xingwang brought had an effect? I put work aside for now and immediately decided to go home with him to see an old Chinese medicine doctor tomorrow.

Contact Cao Xingwang, get your ID number, and immediately book two tickets for tomorrow at noon. Even if there is only one ten thousandth chance of being alive, you can’t let go.