Half an hour later, Zhao Xiaoran went downstairs.
This is a middle-class community. There are rockery, artificial canal and greening in the community, but it is very simple, not the kind of exquisite design.
Zhao Xiaoran squatted at the door of the unit, looking around all the time. Until the yellow star Passat stopped, she slowly stood up and took a step forward.
Huang Xing from the car down, remote control lock car, Zhao Xiaoran is almost very restrained to ask a sentence: you, you come.
Huang Xing nodded slightly. The light outside was very weak. He could hardly see each other's face clearly. He could only vaguely see a familiar outline. She's still pretty and sexy.
Zhao Xiaoran took Huang Xing upstairs.
She lives in a room with two bedrooms and one living room. The room is simple but clean.
In Huang Xing's impression, she has always been a cleanliness addict. When he first lived in a rental house, Zhao Xiaoran loved to be clean. He cleaned up the house without any dust. At present, the house she lives in, I don't know whether it's bought or rented, but Zhao Xiaoran lives here, it must be spotless. Unfortunately, the house can be spotless, but people can never do it.
The light inside is much stronger than outside. Huang Xing can see Zhao Xiaoran clearly. She didn't have much change before, but in her manner, she had some other vicissitudes and steadiness. Maybe she is no longer the vain woman who likes to enjoy material life, but recalling her original infidelity, Huang Xing still has a certain rejection of her.
Zhao Xiaoran poured a drink for Huang Xing and sat down.
Huang Xing asked: can I have a cigarette?
Zhao Xiaoran was stunned for a moment, then nodded: of course.
Huang Xing can see that Zhao Xiaoran is reluctant to say this sentence. She doesn't want others to smoke in her house, causing ash splashing. But Huang Xing felt that there was no need to disguise in front of her. After all, they were passers-by, and it was hard for her to heal the damage she caused. Smoking a cigarette in front of her was also a small means of revenge.
Zhao Xiaoran cleverly used a piece of color page advertising paper to fold a square shaped window and handed it to Huang Xing: there is no ashtray at home, so make do with it. Next time you come back, there will be.
Huang Xing lit a cigarette, said: so late, come to me, what's the matter?
Zhao Xiaoran asked a rhetorical question: nothing can't come to you to talk?
Huang Xing frowned and stood up: it's OK, then I'll go.
Zhao Xiaoran quickly said: something, something! Will you sit down and listen to me first?
Huang Xing sat down, he did not dare to carefully examine the ex-wife who once let himself love. He even wanted to treat her as a dream, a broken dream, a dream that was perfect but empty.
Zhao Xiaoran minced his lips, drank a mouthful of juice, and said: Thank you for accepting me and letting me stay in Xinyuan company. I have come to this step.
Huang Xing is not surprised that she will start with this sentence. Apart from this, she seems to have no more suitable entry point. Huang Xing shook his head and said: I didn't accept you, but Fu Jie accepted you. At that time, I was against it.
Zhao Xiaoran said: but in the end, didn't you accept me? In a word, I am grateful to you.
Zodiac: that's not necessary. You can have today, is the result of your own efforts.
Zhao Xiaoran said: life is like chess, one step wrong, step by step wrong. The person I am most sorry for in my life is you.
Huang Xing asked: is it still useful to say this now?
Zhao Xiaoran said: it's no use. I have to say it. I have always wanted to tell you something from my heart, but I have never had the courage or face to face with you. But today, I still got up the courage to call you. I didn't think you would come to see me.
Huang Xing said: my Huang Xing is born cheap, I think you are really something.
Zhao Xiaoran stressed: Yes, there is a little thing, but I still have some hesitation now. Do you want to tell you.
Huang Xing said: whatever you like. If you want to say it, say it. If you don't want to say it, don't say it.
Zhao Xiaoran felt the indifference in Huang Xing's speech and behavior, which can only blame herself. She shook her head and said: I'll tell you later. Huang Xing, do you remember the months when we lived in the rental house?
Rental housing again! It seems that this is the only memory left in my life! Ouyang Mengjiao also mentioned it when she met, and Zhao Xiaoran mentioned it when she met. Huang Xing slightly frowned and said: what happened to the rental house?
Zhao Xiaoran looked up at the ceiling and seemed to restrain some of his emotions: I always thought that that moment was my most miserable experience for Zhao Xiaoran, poor food and poor living. It was inconvenient for two people to live in a 10 square house and cook. Even at night there was noise everywhere and I couldn't sleep. I feel that Zhao Xiaoran is too aggrieved. I am not willing to accept the arrangement of fate and this inferior condition. It's only now that I realize that those few months are the most precious time in my life. People can eat poorly, live poorly and use poorly, but they are happy to be with the people they like every day, even if they are noisy.
Huang Xing felt that she should not have said this because she was no longer qualified.
When she ran away from home and fell in love with Huang Jinjiang, she was doomed to lose her qualification. She can know that her state of mind at that time was like the sky falling down.
Huang Xing enlisted her: is it meaningful to say that?
Zhao Xiaoran stressed: Yes. Of course. One's whole life will be the past, won't it? And my past, to sum up, I'm afraid there are only a few short months left. I know that I'm most sorry for you in my life. I'm greedy for vanity and infatuated with flashiness. I didn't think of it at that time. After I left, how did you walk this long road alone. Eat well or not, wear warm or not, wash clothes in time or not------
Hearing this, Huang Xing wanted to say that even when you were there, you didn't wash my clothes. But he worried that he would be infected by Zhao Xiaoran's rhythm of memory and confession, and he could not extricate himself from it.
Zhao Xiaoran then said: my vanity has been rewarded. I can't blame anyone for this. It's my fault. In fact, I know that you have always treated me with a tolerant heart, including all my shortcomings. But I can't tolerate you all the time. I think you are poor, shameful as a security guard, and you can't make money. At that time, indeed, I was disgusted with you. I thought you were a useless man. Zhao Xiaoran, I've been with you for eight generations. But I don't know until now that you are the man who treasures me most and understands me most in the world. Unfortunately, I didn't cherish it.
Huang Xing bit his lip lightly, and the cigarette in his hand fell off automatically because he hadn't smoked for a long time: can we say something else?
Zhao Xiaoran was a little emotional and said: would you let me express my mood first? Now facing you, what I want to say most is these words from my heart.
Huang Xing stressed: the problem is meaningless.
Zhao Xiaoran said: it's meaningless to say, otherwise it's hard to stay in my heart.
Huang Xing said with a bitter smile: you'd better cherish the present. You have done well in Xinyuan company and have a good future. President Fu Zhenxin is still very emotional. As long as you don't betray her, she won't treat her badly.
Zhao Xiaoran said: I know that. Fu is always a very good person. Seriously, Huang Xing, I'm so happy for you.
oh Huang xingyizheng: what are you happy for me?
Zhao Xiaoran said: career, love, double harvest. You are now the general manager of Xinmeng commercial building. How many people are envious of this position? You're a pretty girl in business.
Huang Xing shook his head: I'm just a worker, working for dream group.
Zhao Xiaoran stressed: This is your modesty. Also, you have gained love. Fu Jie is very nice and beautiful. She is tens of times better than me. You two are a perfect match.
Huang Xing frowned and said: do you want to praise all the people around me?
Zhao Xiaoran's cheek was tight, like a bitter smile did not squeeze out: I really want to praise and praise the people, is you. Others, are your foil.
Huang Xingxin said, you really flatter me. But he put it in a different way: I don't deserve your praise.
Zhao Xiaoran seemed to suddenly realize something and said: wait for me first.
She got up and went into the kitchen.
Huang Xing looked at her suspiciously until she came out of the kitchen.
Zhao Xiaoran picked up a bag of things and put them on the tea table. He said, "this is something I brought you from home. Why don't we enjoy the taste of our hometown together now?"?
The taste of hometown? Huang Xing felt puzzled.
But when he opened the bag and saw the pile of things inside, he couldn't help but have a special feeling.
It's full of food, canned lobster sauce and fish, hillbilly eggs, drunk peanuts and so on. In Huang Xing's impression, these bagged foods appear together, indicating some beautiful and sour memories.
These foods are often enjoyed by Huang Xing and Zhao Xiaoran when they fall in love. At that time, they almost went to the side of the Yellow River for a picnic every week, and they ate the most of them, almost unchanged. This seems to have become the best memory of Huang Xing's relationship with Zhao Xiaoran.
Huang Xing was stunned, thinking that she didn't want to taste the taste of her hometown, which is clearly the taste of first love.
Zhao Xiaoran took out this pile of food and said: I went to your house today. Your uncles and aunts are so good. I only know now that you have never told them about my mistakes.
Huang xingyileng: did you go to my house?
Zhao Xiaoran nodded: I went to see your uncle and aunt.
Huang Xing said: can it be different? They have already adapted, and their life is very peaceful.
Zhao Xiaoran said: I owe them! I owe you more! I have been worried that you will fall into the trap. When I leave you, you will try your best to belittle me in front of relatives and friends. But you didn't. I can see that you didn't mention anything negative about me to your uncle and aunt. Otherwise, they would not be good to me as usual.
Zodiac: that's my parents. What's the use of belittling you? Everyone has the right to choose. I have no right to stop this. Zhao Xiaoran was stunned, and his face suddenly became dignified‘ Do you remember this? "