hate farewell thirteen

Song Shuman finally had a rest on weekends and didn't need to teach. She wanted to sleep a little longer, but she was woken up by the movement outside the door.

"Song Shuman! Open the door!"

As soon as he heard the sound, he knew that Xu Qingmei had come to the door. Xu Qingmei kept banging on the door without stopping.

Song Shuman trotted to open the door for her, "Keep your voice down, don't your hands hurt? Like the one who came to collect debts."

"Didn't you come to collect debts? You have come back without saying a word for so many days. If Jiang Li hadn't told me that you met Ji Yangqing, I wouldn't have known you were back. Tell me, what is your plan to come back without telling me?"

Song Shuman pulled Xu Qingmei into the house, and before closing the door, she poked her head out of the door to look around, but fortunately no one was watching, "I have such a pure heart, what plans can I have?"

"Come on, then what are you doing in hiding? Are you wanted?"

"Look at what you said, I'm not a big shot, I can't go back to Jiangning and distribute a newspaper, am I planning to go to your house to find you in a few days?"

"Did you come back after forgetting to bring me a gift, and then dare not see me?"

Song Shuman smiled awkwardly when she was right, she stood behind Xu Qingmei and kneaded Qingmei's shoulder, "We Qingmei can go to fortune-telling, it's so accurate."

"Just for this? I won't eat you again."

"By the way, Liao Shenyan has been doing well in the business circle recently. I, a layman, can often hear his name."

"He is so old, treacherous and cunning, he is very suitable to be a businessman at first glance, besides, you don't even know who his wife Lin Dailan is."

"That's right, he is a fool."

That day, Song Shuman sat down and chatted with Xu Qingmei for a long time. Song Shuman told her about the interesting things about the students she met while teaching. Xu Qingmei patted her on the shoulder and said, "I've known you for so long. Now that you're a teacher, don't you worry about misleading your students?"

"Which one of my grades was not excellent when I was studying?"

It's funny to think about it, when Xu Qingmei was a student, she rarely saw Song Shuman and Liao Shenyan studying, but both of them got top grades, so she studied hard for a long time, but her grades were above average.

They laugh and play, talking and laughing as before, good friends will not be further and further away from each other because of the estrangement of the life circle, and they can still talk freely when they meet again.

Xu Qingmei wouldn't know, maybe even Song Shuman herself wouldn't know, because Xu Qingmei's appearance in her life illuminated her withdrawn character. In Ru's day, Xu Qingmei more or less cured Song Shuman.

Lin Dailan heard that Song Shuman was back, so she made an appointment to have coffee together, "I'm going to travel to Europe next week, I won't ask you out, I don't know where you will go when I come back."

"You're the only one going to Europe? Liao Shenyan won't accompany you?"

"He's a busy man, so he doesn't have time to accompany me. I'd better go on my own."

Lin Dailan smiled sweetly, staring at Song Shuman with a pair of deer eyes, "Why don't you go with me, or I'll play alone, it's boring."

Song Shuman declined Lin Dailan's invitation, she reached out and stroked Lin Dailan's hair, "I still have to teach, so I can't go with you comfortably. You, married for so long, still look like a child, like this, you will have What about the child?"

"I really want a child. Qingmei's child is very cute, but this stomach has not moved. Forget it, let nature take its course."

"When you have a baby, Yang Qing and I will pack a bigger red envelope for you."

"How to say it seems that I gave birth to your little red envelope."

"Yes, yes, our little money is nothing to Lin Qianjin."

"You know how to tease me."

On Sunday afternoon, Song Shuman put on the dress that Ji Yangqing specially prepared for her for this dance. She was afraid of losing face to Ji Yangqing, so she specially dressed up beautifully.

"Does it look good?"

Ji Yangqing looked at Song Shuman in a daze, and did not answer her question.

Seeing that Ji Yangqing didn't respond for a long time, Song Shuman turned back to the mirror, "Why, isn't it good-looking?"

Only then did Ji Yangqing come to his senses, "No, you look good anytime." He went up to put a necklace on Song Shuman, and the pendant on the necklace was a pattern of a seagull, "That's just right."

When Song Shuman appeared at the hotel door holding Ji Yangqing's arm, Song Shuman touched the necklace, "It looks like it's a grand and important dance."

"It's okay, you just need to stay with me all the time."

Ji Yangqing greeted people with a goblet, and when she briefly introduced Song Shuman, she also greeted people politely, until she saw an old friend who seemed to have known each other.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang." Ji Yangqing was about to introduce his wife to Mr. Zhang and his new aunt, but the aunt spoke first.

"This one doesn't need to be introduced. We are old acquaintances, right, Miss Song?"

Song Shuman looked at the woman wearing a bright red cheongsam, curled up, and red lips. She hadn't seen her for a long time, but she recognized her at first sight. It's just that the white rose back then had fallen into the mortal world after all.

She stared blankly at the other party, or she didn't want to believe it in her heart, or she hesitated and asked: "...Zhou Ru?"

"Look at my mouth, I'm confused, what Miss Song, I'm going to be called Mrs. Ji now." Zhou Ru smiled mockingly at her, "I'm not Zhou Ru now, I'm Mr. Zhang's seventh wife."

Song Shuman lowered her eyebrows and didn't look at her, "That's really... Congratulations."

"Since we know each other, let the two wives chat for a while, Mr. Ji, I still have some business matters to chat with you."

Ji Yangqing looked at Song Shuman, and asked in a low voice, "Can you do it by yourself?"

Song Shuman nodded slightly.

She and Zhou Ru walked to the balcony, Zhou Ru took a sip of the red wine in the glass, Song Shuman asked her: "When did you marry that person?"

"What? Only Mrs. Ji is allowed to come suddenly and tell me that she is going to get married, and I am not allowed to find a rich family to rely on?"

Song Shuman felt that the frivolous Zhou Ru in front of her was like another person under her sister's skin, which was too eye-catching.

Song Shuman pinched Zhou Ru's wrist holding the goblet, "Zhou Ru, whoever can afford you to drink, you will marry?"

Zhou Ru moved Song Shuman's hand away with the other hand, she lifted her wrist, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, "Yes, don't you too? Who is more noble among us? You don't Did you marry Ji Yangqing for your glory and wealth?"

"You don't have to think about food, clothing, housing and transportation in your life, but I have to think about it. I'm afraid that one day I will wake up and have no place to live and nothing to eat. I have experienced it before, and I don't want to go back to that kind of past in this life."

"Song Shuman, if my whole life is just for one day to be able to fall asleep without fear, and no longer live the days of eating the last meal without a second meal, what about you? What are you doing for?" And live?"

Song Shuman was speechless, Zhou Ru was right, what qualifications did she have to say Zhou Ru, marriage is a commodity after calculating the benefits between each other.

"Song Shuman, it's not that you misjudged someone in the past, but I, Zhou Ru, misjudged you in the past."

Zhou Ru pointed to the necklace on her chest, "Take it off and give it to me, it's my compensation."

Song Shuman lowered her head and wrapped her hands behind her neck. The clasp of the necklace was too small, so she couldn't untie it for a while.Zhou Ru stepped forward and took the lock from her hand. Zhou Ru's hand was too cold and burned on Song Shuman's neck.Song Shuman raised her head and met Zhou Ru's gaze.

Song Shuman retreated subconsciously, and was imprisoned in place by Zhou Ru. She took off the necklace for Song Shuman two or three times, "What are you hiding from? The light is too dim, and I can't see clearly. The more you move, the harder it is to get."

Zhou Ru held the chain in his hand, and the seagull pendant swayed left and right in the air, as if it had really grown wings.Before Song Shuman could react, Zhou Ru threw the necklace out, "Since it's a seagull, it shouldn't be trapped here. I saved its life, so don't thank me."

Zhou Ru walked gracefully, leaving Song Shuman alone on that dark balcony all night.

When Ji Yangqing found Song Shuman, he put his suit jacket on her body, "Why are you staying here alone, I've been looking for you for a long time, go in quickly, the night is cool, don't catch a cold."

Song Shuman tried her best to calm down, she pretended nothing happened, "Is the business done?"

"Ah."

Seeing Ji Yangqing lower her head, Song Shuman intentionally covered her empty chest, but Ji Yangqing noticed it at first sight, Song Shuman was guilty and dared not speak.

The two stopped talking at this point, Ji Yangqing didn't speak, and Song Shuman didn't speak again. When they got home, Ji Yangqing parked the car in front of the house and said to Song Shuman, "You go back first."

Song Shuman didn't ask him the reason. When he walked to the door and looked back, he saw Ji Yangqing lighting a cigarette. The sparks were hidden in the lingering smoke of the night. Song Shuman opened the door and entered the room and closed the door.

Song Shuman sat on the sofa and waited for Ji Yangqing. She thought he should have something to say to her, and they were both worried. She thought that since she married Ji Yangqing, she should be honest with him from the beginning to the end.

It was getting later and later, she turned off the big light in the living room, moved out the small desk lamp on the bedside table in the bedroom, turned it on and continued to wait for Ji Yangqing.

It was already two o'clock in the morning when Ji Yangqing came back, he went out to drink some wine, stood at the door to let the smell of alcohol and smoke dissipate for a while, and then opened the door carefully and entered.

Song Shuman fell asleep with her head tilted on the sofa, Ji Yangqing sighed, and brought a blanket to cover her.

The warm light from the small desk lamp hit Song Shuman's curly eyelashes, he bent down to look at Song Shuman's sleeping face, and listening to Song Shuman's gentle breathing, he said softly helplessly:

"So, that's the person you never forget."

"Song Shuman, what am I in your heart all these years?"