Jiang Yu's wisdom and interest are the most satisfactory of Xie's father. He hasn't proposed that Jiang Yu arrange the meeting between his parents. He is very clear that Jiang Yu and Xie's late autumn are just beginning. As long as they have a good life, they can get along with each other a little longer.
It should be said that the dinner was very harmonious, but Xie Xiaomeng was not in a good mood.
She has been pretending to smile with Xie Fu and Jiang Yu. After dinner, she went upstairs. Jiang Yu and Xie Fu are still talking. They are so interested that they would like to have a drink and have a good talk.
Xie Xiaomeng told the servant to watch more. Don't let Xie Fu go upstairs after drinking too much wine.
She changed her clothes quickly. When she sat in front of the dressing table to make up, she looked at many people who were obviously haggard in the mirror and left for a while.
Xie Fu is now determined to match Jiang Yu and Xie wanqiu, hoping that they can get married as soon as possible, which is what she hoped in the past. At this point, she has always felt that she and Xie Fu are on the same front, but today when the wish really succeeds, she is not as happy as she imagined.
Is it because of Chu Jiang's resignation?
Influenced by his news, he is not interested in anything?
What's the point of spending so much time and energy trying to find out about sujoan? Now Chu Jiang CI may become a cripple, or a completely unconscious cripple. All she has done is in vain and has no use.
Xie Xiaomeng was in a melancholy mood, and all of her makeup techniques were all wrong. She accidentally put the foundation on the thick side. She reopened her makeup and replayed it. This time she went down and waited for her to go downstairs again. The two people drank almost the same.
When Xie Fu saw his eldest daughter coming down from the upstairs, he smiled and asked, "Xiaomeng, where are you going?"
"Oh, I have an agreement with an investor to talk about the contract. Now it's almost time. I'll go and have a look first." Xie Xiaomeng lies, doesn't make a draft, doesn't panic at all, and can look into each other's eyes directly.
Xie's father had no doubt about Xie Xiaomeng. He nodded, "go ahead and come back early in the evening."
He was also a little drunk, and he was absolutely at ease with Xie Xiaomeng, so he left without asking more.
Xie Xiaomeng answered in a muffled voice, took the bag and left Xie's house, saying nothing else from the beginning to the end.
Xie Fu didn't notice Xie Xiaomeng's mistake. Jiang Yu did.
How to say they have known each other for so many years, and he likes Xie Xiaomeng for so many years. He is very clear about Xie Xiaomeng's small moves.
From the beginning of the meal, he noticed that Xie Xiaomeng seemed not very happy. Now, her unhappiness has become obvious.
His heart pursues Xie Xiaomeng 's figure to leave, but his body is frozen in place.
He tries to convince himself that his girlfriend is Xie wanqiu, Xie Xiaomeng's younger sister. No matter what happens, Xie Xiaomeng can't let him take care of it. He should learn to mind his own business less and learn to let her go slowly, instead of being drawn by her every move.
Jiang Yu holds the glass and looks down at the wine in it. Suddenly, he takes it up and drinks it all at once.
The strong liquor enters the throat, the pungent and choking taste hides the bitterness and bitterness in the heart.
In this way, it has nothing to do with Xie Xiaomeng's life or death.
She doesn't need her company or her own umbrella. All she needs is a chess piece that can be used by her at any time. She can throw it away after use.
Jiang Yu did not find an excuse to leave Xie's house. Instead, he stayed at Xie's house for a long time, drinking and talking with Xie's father, like a real Weng's son-in-law.
Xie Xiaomeng, who left from Xie's home, drove to the city alone and was in a bad mood.
Yes, she has an appointment, but it's not an investor, not a client.
She went to the bar alone to drink. In the daytime, the bar was quiet. There were only one or two folk singers playing and singing slowly with their guitars in their hands. She ordered a whiskey and sat on the bar chair, holding the glass in a depressed mood.
She had never been drunk before, but she had never been so lonely.
In the past, she was accompanied by Jiang Yu. She may not listen to Jiang Yu's advice, but she is very clear that Jiang Yu will not ignore her, so she can indulge in drunkenness.
Now, without the one who can protect her, she dare not get drunk, dare not realize that her consciousness is vague, even if she is not comfortable in her heart, she can only bear it, and can't reveal her distress and sorrow.
No one would listen to her about her inner pain, and no one would care if she drank too much wine.
It's the person she brought together, and it's the outcome she's most looking forward to.
When it came, she couldn't be half happy.
She still hopes that someone can take charge of her, or that she can show her real side in front of a person, rather than like now, no one cares.Just like my father said, I should be able to drink the wedding wine of Jiang Yu and her little sister soon. She saw that Jiang Yu had become more and more close to them from the initial indifference to now, and her consideration for her little sister was more and more sincere. I think Jiang Yu didn't have any good feelings for her little sister.
Good, really Very good.
Xie Xiaomeng drinks the whiskey in her hand and asks for another glass. She lies on the edge of the bar and looks at the people who play and sing on the stage with dim eyes. The soft and melodious singing is slowly conveyed to her ears. Her heart is not calm. Under the urging of alcohol, her whole thoughts are more and more confused.
She didn't know what she was upset about or who she was upset about.
Suddenly, she was very fragile. She wanted to find someone to tell her unclear mind. She wanted to cry without any scruples.
But
Who else?
Who else would let her have no scruples, and who would tolerate all her bad temper?
Xie Xiaomeng is bored to drink. After dialing the phone for a long time, searching for the phone number in the address list, she suddenly finds that there is no one who can come out to accompany her. No one has any concerns. She puts down all her work to drink and talk with her. Really No,
She laughed sarcastically, and did not know whether she was laughing at herself or others.
I always think that she can do well and live well without other people's help. Now I find that she still needs a person to accompany her, encourage her from time to time, praise her, support her unconditionally, and live alone