hate farewell thirteen

Lin Dailan came to Song Shuman's house early in the morning to look for her. Song Shuman was sleepy and asked Lin Dailan to come in after washing and dressing casually.

"I came to see you yesterday, but you were not at home, and said, where did you go? Did you..."

Song Shuman knew what Lin Dailan was going to say next, she interrupted Lin Dailan's questioning, "I didn't meet the handsome guy behind your back, I went to meet Xu Qingmei, she is getting married."

Lin Dailan, Song Shuman, and Xu Qingmei were also classmates, but they didn't have much contact with each other when they were in China.Later, when they went abroad, it was easier for the two fellow countrymen to get along with Song Shuman.

Lin Dailan thought for a while, she couldn't even remember what Xu Qingmei looked like, she only vaguely remembered that she was a pure and shy girl, "Xu Qingmei is going to get married? Are you serious? Could it be a bluff?" Mine."

Song Shuman opened the drawer and took out the red invitation card that Qingmei gave her, "The invitations are all here, there is no need to lie to you."

Lin Dailan opened it and took a closer look, "We didn't get on our bicycles, but everyone else drove on the plane."

She put the invitation back on Song Shuman's desktop, "By the way, I came to you for a serious business. Your bamboo horse, where do you live, how many people are in the family, what does your father do, is he an official? Are you married yet?"

"It doesn't matter if you marry, you can marry again." Song Shuman continued her words, "In the past when I was studying, I have never seen you with such a good memory. I joked with you that day, but I remember it clearly."

"What is there to be reserved in front of you, you don't know me yet?"

"My surname is Liao, my name is Shenyan, I live in the city, my parents are still alive, my only son, my father is an administrator, a local parent official, and I'm not married yet."

After Song Shuman laughed, she said to Lin Dailan very seriously with a sullen face: "But, it's fine to be friends, but if you go any further, you can't."

Lin Dailan asked back: "Why not? You talked to him."

"of course not!"

"Then how do you know it won't work?"

When Song Shuman was six years old, Liao Shenyan was eight years old. She just remembered something, and Liao Shenyan would run to women's skirts to give flowers.

"I've known him for so many years, do I still not know whether he is reliable or not?"

Lin Dailan has a temperament of a young lady, and she grew up with a golden key in her mouth.It may be that the rebellious period came too late, the more Song Shuman said no, the more interested she was. "I'm used to being paranoid. Now I pay attention to free love, and I don't rush to get married. Besides, if he bullies me, I will go to you again. You have a deep friendship, and you have grown up since childhood. Can't you cure him?"

"Shuman, you won't help him then, will you?"

"If I help anyone, I won't help him, so you can rest assured. It's just that I reminded you that Liao Shenyan is not a good person, so don't get too involved."

"Then I'll take it as if you agreed, and ask him out for me." Seeing that Song Shuman didn't respond, Lin Dailan took her hand and acted like a baby, "Good sister, just help me."

Song Shuman couldn't stand her like this, so she had no choice but to agree, "You must give me an address, so that I know where to take the person."

"Just the cafe near the port, I'll treat you to coffee!"

After leaving this sentence, Lin Dailan slipped away.Song Shuman has no room for rejection, she is not very good at rejecting others, but later she was rejected many times, and even lost her last bit of pride and dignity.

Song Shuman made an appointment with Liao Shenyan, and the two sat in the rickshaw. She looked left and right at Liao Shenyan in the next car, and she didn't know what was good, so she hooked Lin Dailan away.

After getting out of the car, Liao Shenyan approached her and asked her: "Why are you staring at me all the time today? It's weird. Could it be that someone stole your soul, or was it attracted by my handsome face?"

Lin Dailan was really blind to fall in love with Liao Shenyan, she is beautiful, but her eyesight is so poor.Song Shuman quickened her pace, "As soon as you talk, I know that there is nothing good to say. You must be poor. One day something will happen because of it."

"Song Shuman, if you are so accurate in your speech and you answer this sentence, then you will have trouble sooner or later, we both have to be careful."

Song Shuman was too lazy to answer him, and said to the waiter at the door: "I'm looking for a friend, Shuangmulin, Miss Lin."

The waiter bowed to Song Shuman, pointed forward with his arms outstretched, "Is that Miss Song? Please come inside."

Lin Dailan reserved a small private room, and Song Shuman naturally sat on the same side as her.Lin Dailan gave Song Shuman a thumbs up under the table, probably to praise her for doing a good job.

Liao Shenyan didn't know that there were other people there, Song Shuman only said to invite him to drink coffee, he still thought she chose a house so far away, that's why.

"Miss Lin, long time no see."

"Mr. Liao, we only met two days ago. At that time, he asked me to drink tea, remember?"

"Of course I remember, how could I forget?"

The two of them started chatting about homework, talking and laughing, and Song Shuman sat alone in the corner drinking coffee, very quiet.Song Shuman wanted to slip away a long time ago, and she shouldn't have come to join in the fun when they were dating.Now that I think about it, I feel regretful, why did I respond to Lin Dailan's words in a flash of enthusiasm.

"I think I'm going to pick up Cheng Liang from school today. Let's talk first, and I'll pick him up." Song Chengliang is Song Shuman's younger brother. He was only nine years old. When she went abroad, her brother hadn't gone to school yet. Can't find it.

Liao Shenyan's eyes were filled with disbelief, Song Shuman blinked at him several times, his eyes were full of begging, begging, aggrieved.Liao Shenyan didn't hurt her in the end, and Song Shuman came out naturally.

There are no windows in the private room, so you can't see the sky outside. When you come out, you find that there is a touch of orange on the sky, and the sky is full of pink, and a piece of it has fallen.It turned out that after staying for so long, it's no wonder she couldn't sit still.

I didn't know where to go, but at the right time, Song Shuman called a coachman to go to his younger brother's school.The school wasn't close to here, and she wasn't in a hurry about the location of one east and one west. Anyway, it wasn't an appointment, so she wouldn't leave her brother alone.

It's just that the farther you go west, the darker the sky becomes. The right half of the sky is still clear, and the left half is covered with dark clouds.

The coachman ran down the road and talked to Song Shuman: "Miss, I think it will rain today. If it rains, it will be quite big."

"I think this day is scary. Is it close to the school? How long will it take to arrive?"

"There is still a distance. You came out of the port, and it is far away."

A few raindrops hit Song Shuman's skin exposed to the air, and the coachman also noticed, "Miss, it's raining. Do you still go to school? If you go any further, you won't be sure to get caught in the rain."

Song Shuman pointed to the bookstore in front of her house, "Then stop there first, and I'll pay you the money."

As soon as Song Shuman entered the bookstore, it rained, and the road was soaked in water, and it was all wet for a while.Song Shuman looked at the rain, and it wouldn't stop for a while, so she was so lucky that she didn't get wet.

She casually picked up a book from the bookshelf and read it for an unknown amount of time. The rain gradually subsided, and the remaining raindrops were not clean.

The weather was fine when she went out, and she didn't bring an umbrella. She picked out two books and paid for them, and stood at the door of the bookstore waiting for the last light rain to stop.

Song Shuman likes the smell of soil mixed with green grass after the rain. It smells clean and fresh. After being washed by the rain, the city becomes brighter.The accumulated water on the eaves was ticking regularly. The rain didn't last long, but it just stayed for a while out of the blue.

There was a man in a dark robe, who looked only in his twenties, and was somewhat handsome. He should be a scholar, but he had more than the air of a scholar. Song Shuman couldn't tell what it was.He handed the umbrella in his hand to Song Shuman, "I'll give you this umbrella, I see you have been standing at the door for a long time."

Song Shuman didn't take the umbrella, the man had one in his hand, probably only one umbrella out, "Give it to me? Then what do you do?"

Hearing Song Shuman's concerns, he smiled, "The rain is about to stop, even if it rains again later, it doesn't matter if I get caught in the rain. Girls are precious, so don't get wet."

Song Shuman didn't want to hear it, who said that girls are precious, and women don't give in to men, let alone just getting some rain!

"Who said I was waiting for the rain to stop, I was here to see the scenery, the scenery is beautiful after the rain."

He seemed to be able to see what Song Shuman was thinking, and smiled back at her: "Girls can get in the rain, but I suddenly want to see the beautiful scenery after the rain. I don't want this umbrella to block my sight. Miss has seen enough scenery by herself." , let others see it.”

Before Song Shuman could reply, he put the umbrella at Song Shuman's feet, braving the hazy rain, and together they became the scenery in the rain.

The man walked away, Song Shuman picked up the umbrella and remembered, forgot to ask his name, how to return the umbrella, and where to take it?

Without thinking too much, Song Shuman held up the oil-paper umbrella, held the book in her arms with one hand, walked around large and small puddles, and carefully stepped on the stone road. The umbrella accompanied her and walked for a long, long time a section of the road.

After returning home, she put the umbrella in the courtyard, and saw a small word "Ji" written on the umbrella, which should be the person's last name.

She dried the umbrella and put it away, and often went to that bookstore when she was free, sometimes staying for an entire afternoon.Song Shuman was annoyed, at that time she should have left the umbrella where it was, picked up other people's things and kept them by her side, felt awkward and uneasy, always wanted to return them, so that she didn't owe others anything.

Chun Yu met a few more times, but she never met Mr. Ji who gave the umbrella that day again.One day, Song Shuman went out for something, and when she returned home, she found that her umbrella was gone.She searched everywhere but couldn't find it. After asking Uncle Li, she found out that the cat raised by Song Chengliang had scratched the umbrella surface. He thought it was an ordinary umbrella and lost it.

Song Shuman burst into tears, "Uncle Li, how could you just throw it away?" For this reason, she got angry at her younger brother, "Song Chengliang, if you can't manage your cat well, don't keep it!"

Song Shuman's reprimand, Song Chengliang's cry, and the sound of the servants frantically looking for umbrellas were mixed together. Song Hongsheng was so noisy that he came out of his study, "Okay, please be quiet, isn't it just a hand?" Broken umbrella? I think it’s something. I’m just messing around here every day, making things difficult for me!”

Song Shuman still couldn't get back the discarded umbrella in the end, it was owed at that time, and it can't be paid anymore.