smoke like fire

Zhao Kuanyi really fell asleep again.I walked out of the bathroom, saw that he was fast asleep, and left the room slowly.

I flew to New York for three days, not as tired as he was in Beijing for a week.At most, I am burdened by jet lag, and there are people in everything, I just go through the motions and don't have to decide anything, while he meets every day, has to make decisions and give instructions, let alone socialize with people, which is very troublesome.

The tidying aunt is still there, a woman of a certain age, standing in the aisle and bending over slightly, vacuuming the floor with a vacuum cleaner in her hand.When she saw someone who was not the boss appear, her expression didn't change, she just nodded to me and continued to work.

I didn't have the nerve to disturb her, so I went to the living room.

In the living room, from the floor to the sofa and the glass coffee table, everything was neat and clean, without any confusion. The coat that was taken off and thrown on the sofa last night was properly hung on the hanger by the door.

I rummaged through my pockets and found cigarettes and my cell phone.

Fortunately, it was muted, and there were dozens of missed calls. I sat on the sofa, sorted through the records, screened out unimportant ones, and called back in order.

I finally called home.Sister Xu picked it up, and I asked her to convey it, but I didn't speak to my mother directly.But my mother is probably not at home; on Sunday morning, she usually works as a day laborer at the Buddhist temple with her aunt.The eldest aunt is a devout Buddhist. When her mother's marriage was most difficult, she led her to believe in faith. Since then, she has been inseparable from the comfort of religion.

I put the phone away, the buzzing of the vacuum cleaner in my ears.I don't want to move, even my mind is lazy, I don't want to think too much-it's useless to think about it.

Because Zhao Kuanyi is frank and frank, I can't even care about it, but I think it's pretentious.What's more, it's what I want in my heart, whether he is affectionate or not, I will not change my mind.

So what's the use of thinking too much?

Qiu Yisen really said that I am the most right, talk about love, I have never looked forward and backward, always rely on your love and I will.If you don't just want to have fun, but if you want to have a serious relationship, I will not refuse a word, and it will be the same until the end, without procrastinating.

But Zhao Kuanyi was different, he was no one else, he didn't ask for my affection, it was me who insisted on entanglement; I was worried about being too casual, but who knows, it was rare that I hesitated once, but I didn't know that he knew what was in his mind.

I thought about it, turned out the cigarette, got up and opened the French windows.The area in front of the balcony is brightly colored, and the wind on the high-rise building is biting, but fortunately, it is spring, and the sunny days have cut off a bit of the chill.I lit a cigarette and brought it to my mouth, leaning my arms against the wall.

I looked down and looked at the green grass in the park.

No matter where it is on a Sunday morning, the park looks like it is thriving, and I can see several families are happy and happy, and the picture is happy.The children laughed and ran around without any scruples; the younger ones would be followed by their mothers, and the older ones would look at them once or twice to remind them and continue to chat with other wives.

I can't help feeling confused.

When I was young, I often only saw my mother during holidays.Compared with a few aunts, my mother lives a very simple life, and she is also resigned to her fate. She is not as assertive as the eldest aunt, nor is she unrestrained and willful like the third and fourth aunts;

Such a woman is gentle to put it mildly, but boring to put it bluntly.My father always used the excuse that he was busy with his career. Thinking about it, he might have started to create a gentle hometown for the other party early on.

And my mother didn't know it at the time.

I smoked a cigarette outside silently for a while, and suddenly I heard a phone ring.I was taken aback and hesitated a little because it was my cell phone. After thinking about it, I went back to the living room.

I looked around, only to see another mobile phone on the Nakajima stage, and the screen kept flashing with the ringtone.I walked over, thinking about whether to take it or not.

When Fang's eyes touched the caller's name, a hand suddenly reached out and answered the call.I was stunned for a moment, and when I looked, it was Zhao Kuanyi, who glanced at me, talked, and walked towards the study on the other side.

He just went in and leaned against the bookcase without closing the door,

I silently watched his figure talking on the phone, he looked fresh and well-dressed, and he was no longer lazy and casual.I look away.

I can't hear what he said to the person on the other end of the phone at this distance, but I know who is calling, it is Fred, the Englishman, and what he told me is almost forgotten when I think about it again. Zhao Kuanyi is sentimental.Comparing him and me that day, it is hard not to feel complicated today.

He pointed out the difference between Zhao Kuanyi and me. Frankly speaking, I was not indifferent, but I never dared to speculate. However, at that time, I impulsively confessed to Zhao Kuanyi.

But even though it was a gamble, I was still afraid, and the result was like this. How happy I was, knowing that I was stuck in the mud, but I was willing to do it, and I didn't want to break free.

When Zhao Kuanyi hung up the phone and came back, I happened to ask my aunt to make two cups of coffee.I pointed to the steaming cup to him, "Have a cup of coffee and wake up."

Zhao Kuanyi glanced at me and frowned slightly, "Smoking so much this morning."

I was taken aback, raised my arm and smelled it, it was really strong smell of smoke.I smiled embarrassedly, and pretended to be pitiful with him: "It's not you, just go back to sleep, let me be a guest, and don't serve meals, I can only smoke for food."

Zhao Kuanyi looked calm, "Oh, I didn't even know you treated yourself as a guest, so you should have been allowed to sleep in the guest room last night."

When he was talking, the aunt was sorting things in front of the refrigerator on the side. I was a little bit awkward because I had a ghost in my chest.

I hurriedly served coffee, covered my face, took another sip to calm myself, and sighed in my heart, I should have known how to joke with him, and never try to take advantage of it.

Just right, the aunt spoke.

"Sir, I'm leaving."

Zhao Kuanyi nodded when she heard the sound, she did the same, nodded to me, picked up the packed things and left.Seeing that the door was closed, I went back to talk.

"This aunt is not very talkative."

Zhao Kuanyi said lightly: "This is very good."

I thought of Sister Xia, and the aunt of Zhao's hometown, compared to Sister Xu, it was a world of difference.Of course, Sister Xu will not talk too much in front of me, but she loves to chat with her mother very much.

"Where did you go to invite someone like this from your family?" I smiled: "Introduce one to me too. I will move out in the future, so that there will be people to do things and peace."

Zhao Kuanyi glanced at me, and suddenly said: "She used to work in the grandfather's house, and then she got married and resigned. She married well, but after a few years, she came out to look for work again. After asking her grandmother, she found out that her husband's family is not good. I still have to go to college, so I’ll come out and help earn a little.”

I was stunned for a moment, and smiled: "So your grandma decided on her own, and invited her here for you without asking you."

Zhao Kuanyi said: "Grandma is like this." After a pause, he asked: "It's a bit late, let's go out and eat."

I nodded, "Oh, okay, what to eat?"

Zhao Kuanyi seemed to think about it, and said flatly: "Just eat STAY By Yannick Alléno."

I was taking my last sip of coffee and almost choked.

"When did you make the appointment?"

Zhao Kuanyi said: "Isn't someone saying that I never need to make an appointment? Just go and try to see if I need to make an appointment or not."

I couldn't laugh or cry, but I couldn't help but tease: "I said something to you yesterday, and you missed it. This is my fault. You must not be forceful. If you get kicked out at the scene, it will be ugly—"

Zhao Kuanyi didn't answer, and let me speak.As he cleared away the coffee cups, he glanced at me briefly.There was a hidden smile under those eyes, which made me feel restless, and I just wanted to tell him that the weather was hot, or I should not go out for dinner.