hate farewell thirteen

Song Shuman went to Shanghai with Ji Yangqing. Ji Yangqing was in business, and she taught. From the beginning, she was an intern female teacher, and now she is considered a little experienced.At first she was nervous on stage, stuttering with the tip of a chalk, but then she became more and more comfortable.

Two years later, Ji Yangqing asked her: "Otherwise, we'll just stay in Shanghai for the rest of our lives."

"Why do you say this suddenly?"

"Your teaching career is just starting. If we return to Jiangning at this time, you will not be able to continue teaching."

"But……"

In the past two years, except for the Chinese New Year, they seldom went back. Song Shuman wrote letters to Xu Qingmei much less frequently. During the time she was away from Jiangning Mansion, she also gradually lost contact with Jiangning Mansion.

On the one hand, she felt that such a new start was the best thing for her, and on the other hand, she felt that if she lost contact with Jiang Ning, she would be too lonely.

Song Shuman's eyes were full of hesitation, she asked Ji Yangqing: "Are you really not going back?"

"I'm joking with you, but if you want to stay in Shanghai, we will always be here. When you get tired of teaching and don't want to teach those little bastards, we will go back."

"OK?"

Song Shuman nodded, she thought, if she put aside the fact that her father and younger brother are in Jiangning, it would be fine to stay in Shanghai for the rest of her life.

In the winter of [-], Song Shuman received a letter from her family, which was not written by her father, but in Uncle Li's handwriting.In the letter, it was written that her father had committed an old problem again, and hoped that she could return to Jiangning to visit as soon as possible.

Song Shuman pinched the letter paper and looked at the door of Ji Yangqing's study, "Ji Yangqing, I have something to discuss with you."

"The door is unlocked, so come in directly."

Song Shuman handed the family letter to Ji Yangqing, "Father is sick, I want to go back to Jiangning."

Ji Yang read it hastily, "You pack all your luggage, we will go back tomorrow, and I will help you quit your school. After I go back, I will find you a job as an English teacher."

"Are you not coming back?"

"Well, everything in Shanghai is almost done. Let's go back first. If we come back, we will arrange it at that time."

Song Shuman packed her luggage all night, and Ji Yangqing went out early the next morning, explaining some necessary matters, and the two arrived at the train station in the afternoon.

Before entering the station, Song Shuman looked back, and Ji Yangqing asked her, "Reluctance?"

"Reluctant."

"Or I won't leave."

"How can I do that, I can't bear to return, I can't bear to return, hurry up, or I won't be able to catch up with the car."

Back in Jiangning Mansion, Song Shuman rushed to Song's house immediately, and saw Steward Li opened the door, "Uncle Li, how is my father now?"

"Master is still resting now."

Song Shuman handed the suitcase in her hand to Ji Yangqing who was behind her, "Yangqing, first ask two servants to help take the luggage home, I'll go and see my father."

Butler Li took the luggage from Ji Yangqing's hand, "Miss, let's stay with my uncle tonight. The rooms are all empty, and there are regular cleanings, so I can sleep."

Song Shuman looked at Ji Yangqing, she didn't care, she was afraid that Ji Yangqing would have scruples, she gave Ji Yangqing the right to make the decision, "I can do it, you decide."

"Then stay and rest, and you will take care of your father during the journey."

Just guessing that it would be such an answer, Ji Yangqing would have no worries, he was all dependent on Song Shuman.

Song Shuman went up to the second floor, and saw that the door of the study room was not closed, she passed by and took a look, and heard her father say, "Come in."

Song Shuman entered the study, his father was sitting on the desk wearing his reading glasses, and there were piles of papers on the desk.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it was written in the letter.

Father Song pointed to the empty chair beside him, "Sit down."

"Father, are you... not sick?"

"How could you ask your father like that?"

"You wrote so seriously in the letter that I was so scared that I would come back right away. Do you know how scared I am?"

"Then if I don't say I'm sick, you won't come back?"

"Look at what you said, is your daughter this kind of person? You don't even know how fast Yang Qing and I came back."

"Where's Ji Yangqing?"

"Uncle Li took him to put his luggage. Do you have anything to do with him?"

"Yeah, help me call him over."

"My daughter just sat here and said a few words to you, so you don't talk to me anymore. Who is the surname Song?"

"I want you two to be fine, why am I in such a hurry to call you back?"

Song Shuman complained, and went to find Ji Yangqing obediently. At that time, Ji Yangqing was simply packing his luggage. Song Shuman took the toiletries in his hand, "Father is looking for you, in the study."

"What's the matter? How's father's health?"

"He's in good health. I don't know exactly what's going on. You'll know when you go."

After Ji Yangqing left, Song Shuman sneaked to the door of the study again, but it was a pity that the door of the study was closed tightly this time, and the sound insulation in the house was so good, she lay at the door and listened for a long while, but didn't listen to anything.The eavesdropping was unsuccessful, so he had no choice but to go back to his room and continue to visit the two of them for their toiletries.

When Ji Yangqing came out, it was already dinner time. Song Shuman sat next to Ji Yangqing. She wanted to ask him quietly, but she didn't dare to ask after being stared at by her father. She took two chopsticks for Ji Yangqing and ate honestly with her head down.

After the meal, the two of them had just returned to the room when Song Shuman asked him, "What did father say to you?"

Ji Yangqing hurriedly pulled up the briefcase, "I'm going out now, and I'll explain to you later, I'm not sure when I'll be back, don't wait for me, just rest early."

Song Shuman sat alone at the desk in front of the window, time passed so quickly, she even felt strange to this place where she had lived for more than ten years, it didn't look like she was home, she seemed to be a guest.

There is a photo album in a row of books on the desk, Song Shuman took it out to look through, the photo of Xu Qingmei and Liao Shenyan when she was a child, the photo of her mother and herself, the photo of a family of three turned into another family of three.Later, when she grew up, after going abroad, Lin Dailan often took her to take pictures, wearing new lipstick and wearing new skirts.

One by one, the imprints of time are piled up into a thick book of memories.The short time in my 20s flowed away silently in the flipping between my fingers.

Song Shuman didn't know when Ji Yangqing came back and when she left. When she woke up, the room was still the same as the memory before going to bed last night. When she was having breakfast, she asked Li Butler: "Uncle Li, what did Yang Qing do last night?" Didn't Qing come back?"

"Uncle came back late. He said he was afraid of waking you up, so he slept in the guest room. He left early this morning, so he didn't have time to eat breakfast."

"Forget it, my father has something to do with him, and he must be busy. How is the family doing recently, are you all right?"

"Everything is fine, the young master is also excellent in his studies, everything is fine."

"By the way, I didn't see Song Chengliang last night. Where did he go?"

"The young master spent the night at a friend's house last night, but he happened not to be at home."

Song Shuman returned to her home before seeing Song Chengliang.Uncle Li stayed with her for another night, while Song Shuman was doing a full set of plays, and she put Ji Yangqing on her arm, "Uncle Li, we'll go home first, and we'll visit father next time when we're free."

In front of others, she and Ji Yangqing acted as husband and wife, but in front of each other, they were more like friends.

Ji Yangqing drove the family's car, Song Shuman almost jumped up on the way home, and suddenly yelled at Ji Yangqing with a bitter face: "It's over, it's over! It's over, Ji Yangqing!"

Ji Yangqing was also taken aback by her, "What's wrong? So anxious."

"I came back too quickly, I forgot to bring a present for Xu Qingmei."

"Didn't you usually send her something?"

"But when you come back to see her, you can't be empty-handed. You said that if I buy things from Shanghai here, she shouldn't be able to see it?"

"Do you want me to ask someone to buy something in Shanghai and send it back?"

"Forget it, I'll bring some more to her when I go to Shanghai next time. By the way, what did your father say when he called you?"

"It's nothing more than a little thing in the business field. It's not a big deal. I can get it done in two days."

Ji Yangqing found her a job as an English teacher in the middle school next door, but she didn't dare to meet Xu Qingmei. Song Shuman stayed at home with lesson plans and previewed for several days, and went to work within a few days.

On the fifth day of work, when she got off work, young colleagues invited her to drink coffee together. They dragged Song Shuman to chat about the handsome man who came to pick her up from get off work a while ago.Song Shuman said that it was her husband.

"I thought it was your boyfriend."

"Mr. Xiao Song is pretty, and the husband she married is also so handsome, talented and beautiful, I really can't envy her."

Song Shuman didn't know what to say, so she smiled awkwardly, looked down at her coffee, and regretted in her heart why she accepted the appointment.

"Ladies, I'm really sorry. I have something to do at home. I'll take my wife home."

Song Shuman raised her head abruptly, and Ji Yangqing looked at her with a smile on her face. Song Shuman didn't react for a while, and just sat there in a daze.

Ji Yangqing stretched out his hand to Song Shuman, "Is my wife reluctant to leave? Come out for coffee with your friends next time when you have time."

"It's all right, isn't there something going on at home? Teacher Xiao Song, let's go back first."

Song Shuman took Ji Yangqing's arm, and Ji Yangqing said goodbye to the female teachers at the same table, "Ji is impolite, we husband and wife will definitely invite you to dinner next time, and we will leave today."

On the way home, Song Shuman asked Ji Yangqing, "How do you know I'm drinking coffee here?"

"Passing by, you are sitting by the glass, I accidentally looked like you, and planned to come up to have a look, but I didn't expect it to be true."

"It's too late for you to come today. I don't know what to say to them. It's so embarrassing. I wish I could run away. Fortunately, you are here." Song Shuman sighed, feeling relieved physically and mentally. many.

Ji Yangqing joked with her, "I didn't see you so popular in Shanghai."

"Stop making fun of me."

"Ji Yangqing."

"Ah?" Ji Yangqing turned to look at Song Shuman.

Song Shuman turned her head and looked forward, "Keep an eye on the road and drive."

"There will be a very important dance the night after tomorrow. Mrs. Ji, please do me a favor and accompany me to attend."

Song Shuman nodded, agreeing, "Got it."

In the first half of Song Shuman's life, although everything was not going well, it was stable and smooth after all, just like Jiang Ning in those years.

Song Shuman couldn't figure it out afterwards, whether that dance was the beginning of the change in Song Shuman's life, or whether she had deviated from the track and never returned to the right track after meeting Zhou Ru.