Xiang Huai didn't know if Song Yunshan had forgotten him, but he had not forgotten that arrogant young lady.
Xiang Huai couldn't help laughing every time he thought about it. In fact, it is just the most old-fashioned storyline, how can you remember it so clearly
A teenage dreamy and unrealistic infatuation on a hot summer day. Summer is over and everything will end.
However, he remembers every bit of getting along with her. Especially when others are in a foreign land, in the heart-wrenching loneliness and exhaustion, they often think of that sweet face, red-brown hair, big amber eyes, pink-purple room, the scent of lavender...
Eight years is not a short period of time; in the past eight years, he has experienced breaking up with his girlfriend, resigning, leaving Taiwan, starting a business together at the invitation of his seniors while studying for a master's degree in the United States, and watching the company rapidly expand from only five people to nearly a hundred people...
Working 16 hours a day is common for them. At the beginning of the business, he and his seniors lived in the company or in their own car.
Until now, he has been a vice president of a technology company. Managing the company, negotiating contracts, holding meetings... takes up all his time and mind.
But often in a daze, I think of that charming and sweet young lady.
Who would have thought that the system engineer of the security company eight years ago would become the vice president of a technology company with promising prospects eight years later
Thanks to the ups and downs of the computer industry, Xiang Huai's entrepreneurial journey can be regarded as a lot of ups and downs. However, with Xiang Huai's calm analysis ability, his steel will that never chaotic in the face of danger, and the operation of others with their own strengths, they came over.
At this moment, although he is not rich enough to rival the country, but in recent years, when the weekly magazines and newspapers do units such as Elites and Entrepreneurial Legends, he and several other seniors who have started businesses together have had their names on the list many times.
In the low-key but luxurious black European RV, there is a cool and pleasant air-conditioning. It is the summer heat of northern Taiwan outside, but you can't feel it inside the car.
The driving was smooth, and the driver had excellent skills and rich experience. Xiang Huai almost forgot that it was summer in Taiwan, thinking that he was still running on a spacious multi-lane road under the bright sunshine in California.
In fact, traffic jams on California highways are also very serious. In the past few years, due to the development of MRT and mass transportation in downtown Taipei, it seems that the traffic jams are less likely to be crazy.
What's more, even if it is blocked, the all-round driver Mr. Gu won't let him feel that he only needs to close his eyes and rest, and he will be sent to his destination smoothly and quickly.
Although money is not everything, it is good to have money.
"Mr. Xiang, it's here." The speed of the car slowed down, and the driver spoke immediately, gently reminding him to close his eyes and rest.
"um. Thank you."
Just a few weeks back in Taipei, he has settled everything again, both physically and mentally—even though he has been away for eight years, this is still his home.
No longer like before, coming and going is always in a hurry, this time, he has made up his mind to come back and settle down.
Of course, it is also because their company has close contacts with the Asian region and needs to be stationed; this responsibility fell to Xiang Huai after several high-level meetings and discussions.
In fact, both of Xiang Huai's parents have passed away, and when he returns to Taiwan, he is only one person, but there are still people who are eagerly looking forward to his return.
Like now, where he got off...
When a little man heard the sound of the car, he was already standing at the door waiting. When Xiang Huai got off the car, he couldn't wait to rush over, and then jumped into his arms!
"Hey!" Xiang Huai hugged the small pink cannonball, a smile spread across his handsome and serious face. "Why did you run out again? Didn't I tell you to wait at home?"
"But I heard Zhezi's voice!" The little girl raised her round face and said confidently.
"The car is not a cover." Xiang Huai corrected.
The little girl just smiled sweetly, snuggling contentedly into Xiang Huai's arms, her little face pressed against the side of his neck.
"Tangtang! Don't run, it's dangerous outside! There's a car!" The old but energetic voice chased after him. Seeing that Tangtang was already sticking to the tall and slender person, he laughed. "So I heard you coming, no wonder you run so fast, you can't even scream!"
"Why don't you listen to my grandfather? Huh?" Xiang Huai lowered his head and gently asked the kid who was playing stupid.
Although she is only five years old, she is already very good at pretending to be stupid. If she doesn't want to hear it, she just has the ability to pretend not to hear it!
"It's time for dinner!" The screen door opened, and Jin Shuixin stuck her head out to inform the three of them.
She has become a mother, and she is plump, and there is no pride in the past between her brows and eyes. Looking at her, Xiang Huai was surprised more than once. Getting married, having children, and returning to the family is so suitable for Jin Shuixin. Now she is satisfied and happy.
The scene of swearing at each other and hurting each other as soon as they met is already in the past, and they are now... a family.
"Daddy, I have strawberry cake today." Tangtang whispered the secret in his ear, "I bought it with my grandfather, Ma Ma said that you can eat it only after you have eaten!"
"That's right, you have to eat a big bowl of rice today, and then you can eat the cake, okay?" Xiang Huai also whispered.
The little girl nodded obediently.
His relationship with Tangtang is so close that his grandfather and mother are jealous.
"Okay, have you been coquettish enough?" Sure enough, her eyes were open. "Grandpa took you to wash your hands and prepare to eat."
"I want Daddy to help me wash!" Tangtang put her arms around Xiang Huai's neck and refused to let it go.
"I'll take her there." Xiang Huai smiled, he always knew how to deal with a willful little girl.
Looking at their backs, one big and one small, the grandfather who was eating deliberately sighed exaggeratedly.
Jin Shuixin, who was setting dishes and chopsticks, heard it and laughed.
"Dad, don't sigh every time you see Xiang Huai." She persuaded ironically.
"Look at Tangtang's sticking to him... They just hit it off..."
"So what?" Jin Shuixin held her hands on her waist. In front of her father, she returned a bit of her former arrogance, which is a daughter's lifetime privilege. "He's always been the most popular with little girls, especially the spoiled ones, like Tangtang, and the former Song..."
Before the words were finished, Jin Shuixin stopped abruptly and did not say the name of the person.
However, of course Jin Yongqun knew who she was going to talk about. This time, he really sighed.
"Miss... I don't know if it's okay now?" Jin Yongqun narrowed his eyes, the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes deepened, and his slightly gray thick eyebrows wrinkled worriedly.
Suddenly, the table full of delicious dishes was enveloped by a gloomy silence.
"What's wrong?" Xiang Huai came back, and the little koala was still clinging to him. He raised his handsome eyebrows, and the question was written in his eyes.
"It's okay, it's okay, let's eat." Jin Shuixin forced a smile. "Come Tangtang, sit here, mom will help you get a small bowl, and you can eat it yourself."
"I want to feed Daddy!" The little girl was very assertive and appointed the service staff herself.
"You're already five years old, and you'll be able to eat by yourself a long time ago, so you don't need someone to feed you." As long as Xiang Huai said something lightly, Tangtang, who was difficult to deal with, immediately nodded obediently, making both grandfather and mother angry.
"Then I'm going to sit next to Daddy!"
"Okay, come and sit."
The family ate dinner happily, just like the portrayal of family happiness, but there seems to be something wrong...
"Daddy, I bought Tutu for a new car!" Tangtang bit the fish ball and showed off inarticulately, "He used a new nun to drive me to school in the morning, and our teacher said Tutu's car was beautiful!"
"It's a coach, not a nun's car." Xiang Huai corrected again, unable to help but smile.
Strange, how does Tangtang have a Daddy and a father? These two names... shouldn't they be the same person
Jin Shuixin revealed the mystery. She pinched her daughter's tender face, "Do you still remember your father? Every time your godfather comes, you completely forget what your surname is and who your father and mother are."
"My father is Wu Ruiping, my mother is Jin Shuixin, my grandfather is Jin Yongqun, and I don't have a grandmother. My godfather is Daddy's name is Xiang Huai, but I don't have a godmother yet. My grandfather said that Daddy should have been my boss..."
"Tangtang!" The three adults stopped.
"...But he likes others, not Ma Ma. Daddy, who do you like? Is it Tangtang?"
A five-year-old girl is coquettish, and her power is really endless. She insisted on asking Huai Meng, and her crisp voice was so sweet that everyone present couldn't help but shake their heads with a smile.
"If you do this again, your dad will be screaming again when he sees it after overtime." Jin Shuixin smiled and shook her head. "Strange, Xiang Huai, you are obviously the coolest person, why are little girls not afraid of you, but still sticking to you so much?"
Xiang Huai was startled, "All"
Besides Tangtang, who else is the little girl who loves to stick to him
Who else
They all know each other, and only one...
Looking at Xiang Huai's inquiring eyes that were hesitant to say anything, the Jin family's father and daughter immediately looked at each other tacitly, and then quickly changed the subject.
"Xiang Huai, your company's business is doing really well. I saw a special report on Business Weekly a few days ago..."
"Would you like an extra bowl of soup? Bitter gourd is very annealed. Taiwan's summer is really hot, right?"
Xiang Huai cleared his throat.
He waited for so long, but no one was willing to answer his doubts. Not only that, as long as the topic turns slightly in a relevant direction, it is immediately pulled away.
In the past few weeks since he returned to China, no, it should be said that it has been like this since he left eight years ago.
In the beginning, when he first arrived in a foreign land, he was busy adapting to the environment, busy with homework... Then, in the chaos of starting a business, he had no extra thoughts to care about everything behind him.
Time actually passed much faster than I imagined. In a blink of an eye, not a short period of time passed. Looking back, although it may not have been a hundred years, it is not a matter of personnel.
The security company is still there, but Uncle Jin has retired, and although the consortium behind the money has not changed, the person in charge has changed, and it is no longer Song Yunshan's father.
Where did Mr. Song go? To be more precise, where did the Song family go? Nobody knows.
Perhaps, no one wants to say.
The more he didn't know, the more willing Xiang Huai wanted to inquire.
Maybe it's just curiosity, maybe it's because of the short-term relationship, maybe... No matter what it is, Xiang Huai just wants to know, how is the young lady who likes to act like a spoiled child
Or go shopping and play every day? Spend a huge amount of pocket money every month to buy shoes? Have you found a partner who can tolerate her, let her spend freely and be self-willed? She needs company so much, so lonely.
Thinking of this, the familiar faint pain reappeared in my chest. Xiang Huai cleared his throat again.
Perhaps, he must see it with his own eyes, and after confirming it, he can truly let go and stop worrying.
"The eldest lady of the Song family..." He decided to ask directly, no longer going around in circles and playing hide-and-seek. "How has the past few years been?"
The firm inquiry turned his eyes to Jin Yongqun, and then Jin Shuixin.
They all avoided his gaze in unison.
"Is she in the United States? Or in Taiwan? She should have graduated from university long ago, right?" Xiang Huai did not give up, he continued to ask. Feeling that the atmosphere was a little heavy, he smiled and reached out to help Tangtang to remove the rice sticking to the corner of his mouth, pretending to be relaxed, "I wonder if Tangtang will grow up and be spoiled as lawless like Miss Song? Um?"
The little girl's round, button-like eyes looked at her godfather seriously. She didn't understand very well, so she didn't answer.
And her grandfather and mother did not answer either.
Now, Xiang Huai was really confused. With sharp eyes, he looked at the Jin family's father and daughter who had known each other for many years.
Their demeanor was strange.
"Xun Shan... what happened to her?" Although he asked, his cold tone clearly showed that he knew something was wrong, and he wanted an answer.
Jin Yongqun sighed, his face seemed to have aged a little quickly.
What should come will still come. He should have known that Xiang Huai, who has always been cold-hearted and not easily influenced or approached by others, can't easily forget the girl who used to be so close to him and made waves in his life.
"Miss, she..." Still unable to change the old name, Jin Yongqun opened his mouth and paused again. "What I do know is that she didn't go back to the US for college."
Xiang Huai was surprised, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.
"Did she not go back that year? Or didn't she go back later? Could it be that she has been staying in Taiwan to fool around and make a fool of herself?"
Jin Yongqun was silent again.
After a long while, it was Jin Shuixin's interface. "we do not know."
do not know? How can it be
Xiang Huai's doubts grew stronger.
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Early in the morning, the sun jumps on the curtains.
It's summer again.
The temperature remains high, reaching 30 degrees every day, but the indoor air-conditioning is so strong that it is so cold that people will shiver after staying for a long time.
It may also be that when you come here, your heart will calm down. Calm down, naturally cool.
Is the library quiet enough? And there were not many visitors, so quiet that you could almost hear your own breathing.
The reading room is not too big, but the windows are bright and clean. There were no scattered papers or magazines on the table, they were all neatly packed. Beside the counter, there is a small cart with some books waiting to be put on the shelf. Only one clerk was behind the counter, looking at the computer for information. Other than that, there is no one.
Xiang Huai, in an iron-grey suit, stood quietly beside the door with deep eyes, looking at the room, not letting go of any clues.
He quickly recalled it again in his mind. The address is correct, it should be here.
But how can it be a private library
The printer under the counter beeped and started printing the document. The clerk set the printer to work, stood up on his own, walked around the counter, stepped out to the cart, and began examining new magazines and books that needed to be put back.
She has neither long nor short, extremely ordinary hairstyle. White long-sleeved shirt, knee-length, no, knee-length dark blue straight skirt, paired with low-heeled shoes, fully in line with the world's image expectations for "librarians".
If it weren't for the bright but reddish-brown special hair color, the snow-white complexion, and the slender curves that could not be concealed by conservative clothes... Xiang Huai almost thought that he had gone to the wrong place and found the wrong place.
However, after confirming it, Xiang Huai now began to suspect that either his memory was wrong, or his eyes were a little broken.
That Duanjing woman who was carefully arranging the books... Couldn't it be Song Yunshan
The appearance has only changed slightly, but the temperament that her whole person exudes is completely different.
Eight years, from the age of eighteen to twenty-six, can be said to be the period when a girl has changed the most. But no matter how much you change, how can you become another person
With his long legs apart, he stepped into the quiet reading room. The footsteps were absorbed by the carpet, but Song Yunshan still raised her head alertly, a professional smile appeared, she turned around—
"Hi, it's been a long time." Xiang Huai said, his voice deliberately soft, but in a completely quiet room, it was still shocking.
Song Yunshan, who was facing him, held two books in her hands, her big eyes just blinked, and she didn't look startled.
On the contrary, she was too calm.
She seems to have lost a bit of weight. BabyFat has disappeared before, and now she has a small heart-shaped face, which makes her eyes even bigger. There was no whitewashing at all, and her skin tone was no longer the white and rosy she was when she was a girl, but a porcelain-like white, which made her curved eyebrows look darker, and her soft lips even more rosy.
Grow up, very beautiful, but as beautiful as an enamel doll.
Xiang Huai couldn't help but think of her revealing outfit with a strange color scheme, and her little face that would suddenly light up when she saw him, with a sweet smile.
gone.
The thick eyebrows were locked, and a pair of eagle eyes locked on the target and looked sharply.
As for the locked target, his eyelashes flickered, and he said kindly, "Wait a minute, I'll be ready soon. Please sit down."
Please take a seat
She... took him as a guest to borrow books
A nameless anger ignited in his chest inexplicably.
In addition to the long table in the reading room, there are several small sofas in the corner that look very comfortable, allowing people to relax and read leisurely; however, Xiang Huai did not intend to sit down at all.
He still stood where he was, watching Song Yunshan, who was moving in a hurry and returning the books one by one.
After the books were all put away, she skillfully pushed the cart back to the counter before walking to Xiang Huai.
"Would you like coffee? Or hot tea?" she asked, in a familiar voice like an old friend.
Xiang Huai couldn't help it.
"You... remember me?" He was really not sure, did the girl in front of him, who seemed to be familiar, but unfamiliar, actually recognize him
Originally, before meeting, Xiang Huai admitted that he had imagined the reunion of the two of them: her tears were indispensable, she had always loved to cry so much; she might rush over to his arms and complain about him happily, Why haven't contacted him for many years, and then pestered him, asking about everything about him in the past few years...
I thought I was fully mentally prepared, but I didn't expect that the reunion would be like this.
"Of course I remember." She blinked, a little puzzled, "You are Xiang Huai, how could I not remember?"
Xiang Huai suffocated.
Remember? So, how could such a reaction be
He couldn't explain the huge, unfamiliar sense of loss.
Originally, she had always vaguely believed that he held a special and irreplaceable position in her heart no matter what; although she was very secretive, every time she thought about it, there would be a very mild, sour and sweet taste that spreads quietly.
As a result, it was only at this moment that he realized... In fact, he really couldn't forget that it was himself who put that brief time together in a special corner of his heart.
Seeing that he didn't answer, and his face was not very friendly, Song Yunshan smiled embarrassedly and mocked herself: "It's not a very good memory, it's normal that you don't want to mention it... Would you like coffee? I just made it this morning, Would you like sugar or creamer?"
Until sipping hot coffee, Xiang Huai still couldn't believe that the little princess who couldn't even boil water in the past could brew such a strong, mellow and fragrant coffee.
"You made this?" he asked sharply, staring at her from above the steaming rim.
"Yeah. The air conditioner in the library is always too cold, and I need hot drinks to keep me from freezing to death. So, the first thing I do every morning before opening the door is to make a pot of coffee." She explained with a smile, with a generous and gentle attitude . "Are you used to drinking it? I'm used to drinking very strong."
Xiang Huai nodded, but did not speak.
Silence, with some weight, was pressed between the two of them.
If in the past, she was always unable to stay still, squeaking, and telling him about trivial matters, asking him for his opinions, and expressing her own thoughts, it was so noisy.
And now... the minutes passed by, but she had no intention of opening her mouth.
"What's the matter with you?" It was Xiang Huai who couldn't help it. He finished his cup of aromatic coffee and asked. "I asked a lot of people, but no one knows your current situation. I finally asked a reporter who has changed careers for a long time, and asked you where you are... Why didn't you go back to the United States to study at university? Why did you come to do this... work? "
For Xiang Huai, who is not too shy about words, but really does not talk much, it is very rare that he can say so much.
What was even rarer was that Song Yunshan glanced at him, and there was only a faint smile on her enamel doll-like face. Those big, beautiful eyes that have always been expressive, but at this moment, they confuse Xiang Huai—
can not tell. He couldn't see her emotions or thoughts. He had absolutely no idea what she was thinking or feeling.
This is incredible! She used to be the purest and most predictable kid in the world.
"It's a good job, it's quiet," she said simply, with no intention of explaining, that's all.
About the past, about his absence, about everything, about her transformation... She didn't plan to say anything.
It was only after a long silence that Xiang Huai realized this. He waited, and Song Yunshan wouldn't say much.
Xiang Huai felt the calmness that he was proud of, and cracks had begun to appear.
This yin and yang woman... Who is it? She is not Song Yunshan!
In the stiff silence, the door to the reading room was opened, and a mother walked in with a child.
The little boy was about five or six years old. As soon as he appeared, he ran at full speed and rushed all the way to the counter, completely ignoring Xiang Huai's existence. He passed him directly, and shouted at Song Yunshan, "Sister Song! There's a CD!"
"Okay, give me the book." She bent over and took the bag that the boy was holding tightly. "Thank you Xiaohong, you are great, and you will also help my mother return books!"
"I was clamoring to borrow new ones early in the morning." The boy's mother only caught up at this time, and after looking at Xiang Huai, she directly regarded him as nothing, turned to Song Yunshan and asked, "What new books did you talk about last week? …”
"There are two copies. I checked it for you just now." Song Yunshan went around the counter, skillfully picked up the paper on the printer, and began to explain to the mother.
Xiang Huai narrowed his eyes and looked at her in disbelief.
With a completely professional tone and actions, she served the guests gently. Whether it was the young lady or the noisy boy, she explained and answered questions in detail with amazing patience.
Other guests came in one after another. Some office workers walked around to return or borrow books before going to work, and some housewives came here before going to buy food. Although it was not a continuous stream, the business continued.
Song Yunshan's tone and attitude never changed, as if she was born to be a competent and quiet librarian.
However, Xiang Huai did not believe it.
There must be something wrong with this!
Xiang Huai, who had been neglected and left aside, looked at her coldly, silently making up his mind—
Originally, I planned to take a look, chat and leave, but now... it's not so easy to end it!