While digging the ice cream in the cup, Yan Xi listened to the aunt at the next table complaining about her son's ex-girlfriend on the phone.
Dressing up like a demon, with a lot of jewelry and cosmetics, he is not a person who lives in peace, and with a body that is blown away by the wind, it is definitely not easy to have children.
She put down the spoon, wiped her mouth with a tissue, and took out a mirror from her bag to refill her lipstick.
"My son also said to bring her back in the new year, I said what is there to bring back with this kind of woman, and the family can save two red envelopes for meeting..."
When it comes to happiness, the aunt's voice is getting louder and louder, causing the young people next to her to turn back frequently. Yan Xi even saw the contempt for the loud-speaking aunt on the faces of those young people.
After closing the mirror, Yan Xi put the mirror lipstick back in her handbag, got up and walked to the door, where she met a familiar man.
"Xiaoxi..." The man was about to stop talking, and his handsome face showed a bit of sadness and surprise.
"I'm still a big river, Xiaoxi." Yan Xi raised his wrist to look at the time, turned around and walked out, not filming a bitter idol drama, who would show this look to anyone.
The man stopped in front of her.
In the airport broadcast, the voice of the ground staff was gentle like water, reminding which flight was delayed due to the weather. Yan Xi looked at the person standing in front of her, and the hand holding the bag was a little itchy.
"Mingdong," the aunt who was talking loudly on the phone just now came over and glanced at Yanxi, "what's the matter?"
"It's okay," Chen Mingtong shook his head, "Mom, go sit and rest first."
"It turns out that you are mother and son," Yan Xi recalled what the aunt said when she was on the phone, raised her eyebrows, turned to mother Chen and said, "Then you are quite similar."
After speaking, no matter what Chen Mingtong thought, he avoided him and went to the boarding gate.
"Xiaoxi." In a hurry, Chen Mingtong reached out and grabbed Yan Xi's wrist.
The moment Chen Mingtong dared to stretch out his paw, Yan Xi smashed it with her handbag. After smashing it, she felt a little distressed. She had just bought this bag two days ago. of
"Your family didn't tell you that men do things to girls without their consent, calling them nasty without tutoring?" Yan Xi rolled his eyes, "Go away, don't stand in my way."
Mother Chen didn't expect that this girl who looked soft and weak and looked like she was bullying, said she would do it, and she was so angry that she wanted to scold someone, but before she said the ugly words, she was stopped by Chen Mingtong.
"Mingtong, who is this girl, with such a big temper..."
Chen Mingtong ignored Chen's mother's complaint. He looked at the direction where Yan Xi was leaving and whispered, "Okay, Mom, stop making trouble, everyone around is watching."
Yan Xi walked to the waiting area at the boarding gate, found a seat and stopped, took out his mobile phone and sent a circle of friends.
Dahe, I am Xiaoxi: I met a fool, pure. [With a picture of an ugly crying Shar Pei]
Her grievances and grievances with Chen Mingtong can be roughly classified as the old-fashioned and worst-selling dog-blood novels. Chen Mingtong was considered a man of influence in the school back then, the secretary of the Youth League branch of the student union. She was fair and handsome. Her girlish heart was under Chen Mingtong's pursuit.
It's a pity that famous people also have romantic debts, but it was a summer vacation, and this one cheated, and the object of cheating was her classmate. Since she was born with a pitiful appearance, she hadn't said anything, and others automatically sympathized with her.
This pair of dogs and men was spurned by many people, so much so that when she graduated from college, she was scolded by Xiao San'er as a white lotus flower. What happened to the white lotus, the white lotus is also a delicate and pretty flower, it is better than the shameless little three.
I haven't seen each other for two or three years, but the cheating man's leg hasn't been broken yet, so his legs are sturdy.
I played the game with my mobile phone for a while, clicked on the Moments, and the friends who usually contacted her gave her a thumbs up, and asked her what the dog did wrong and asked him to take the blame.
Just at this time, the plane started to check the tickets. She shoved her mobile phone in her bag and got up in line to check the tickets.
It takes about two hours to fly from Haicheng to the Imperial Capital. After Yan Xi turned off his mobile phone, he slept the whole way. When he got off the plane and went to the turntable to pick up his suitcase, his mind was still a little dazed.
There were people coming and going at the Imperial Capital Airport. She hadn't been to the Imperial Capital for many years, so she felt a little timid about being close to the nostalgia.
Walking out along the flow of people, she accidentally stepped on the foot of a person next to her, she turned her head and apologized.
"Excuse me."
The man she stepped on was more than half a head taller than her. When she apologized, she didn't even lower her head, but the corners of her lips moved: "It doesn't matter, I'm used to it."
Yan Xi:
Most of the tall people have long legs. Yan Xi looked up to see the back of the other person's head. The thick black hair was combed into a regular hairstyle, showing an indifferent and unattainable elite taste.
After walking out of the passage, Yan Xi saw her father in the crowd, not because of the strong telepathy between their father and daughter, but because the gold watch on her father's wrist was too dazzling.
"Yan Yan," Song Hai saw Yan Xi with a bright smile on his face, waving to her constantly, taking advantage of the gap between Er's approach, he said to the secretary beside him, "This is my daughter, is it better than TV? Are those stars even more beautiful?"
The secretary smiled and nodded: "Ling Qianjin's eyebrows really look like yours."
"That's not right. When I was a child, I took her out. Others said she looked like me," Song Hai patted his fat belly. "It's good that my daughter looks like my father.
The secretary thought to himself, that Song Qianjin is really unlucky.
"Dad," Yan Xi trotted to Song Hai, "you've gained a lot of weight again."
Song Hai laughed and took the suitcase from his daughter's hand, "I'll settle down in the imperial capital when I come back this time, okay?" There was some careful flattery in his tone, his chubby body bowed slightly, as if he was afraid of Yan Xi Say no.
Yan Xi looked at Song Hai, reached out to take his arm, and said with a smile, "Okay."
"That's good, that's good," Song Hai was so excited that the flesh on his face was shaking, "Go home and see what you're missing. Tomorrow Dad will accompany you to buy it."
Yan Xi smiled and turned to Song Hai: "Aren't you going to work tomorrow?"
"It's not important to have a daughter at work," Song Hai proudly carried the suitcase, wishing he could carry Yan Xi's suitcase on his shoulders to show his enthusiasm for his daughter.
Nine years ago, he and his ex-wife divorced amicably. The ex-wife prefers art, and he is a self-made businessman full of copper smell. , Since then, his ex-wife and daughter have lived in Haishi, and he has lived in the imperial capital.
He has not remarried all these years, and his ex-wife seems to have little interest in other men, and they live a quiet life without disturbing each other. Song Hai's only regret is that he can't see his daughter often, and even her daughter's name has been changed from Song Yan to Yan Xi.
Two years ago, his ex-wife died of illness, and her daughter had not graduated from college. Later, she had to deal with the assets left by her ex-wife, so it took two full years to come to the imperial capital. Although he has been in constant contact with his daughter over the years and helped deal with his ex-wife's funeral two years ago, he has not spent much time with his daughter. He is really worried that her daughter has become estranged to his father.
Now that his daughter took the initiative to hold his arm, his weight of 180 pounds seemed to instantly become 80 pounds, and the whole person floated up.
After the father and daughter got into the car, Song Hai took out a bottle of drink from the small refrigerator, "Yan Yan, come here."
Yan Xi felt sour and sweet when she saw this drink brand. She liked this drink very much when she was a child. At that time, the conditions at home were ordinary. Her father always carried her to the small store near the community to buy it, and never disliked her spending money.
In the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed, and this drink has been packaged countless times, even the owner behind it, but her dad still remembers her taste. She couldn't bear to tell her dad that she had long stopped drinking this brand of drink. Yan Xi took several sips, and turned to see that her dad had a satisfied smile on his face.
"We have a swimming pool and a small garden at home. You can have pets, grow flowers, or swim if you want," Song Hai rubbed his hands in embarrassment.
He lives by himself and is not very particular about it. He often eats out and even stays in a hotel, so there is no one else at home except for hiring an hourly worker to clean.
"It doesn't matter, I'll be lively when I get home." Yan Xi exhaled a long breath as he looked at the night slowly falling outside the car window.
Nine years later, the imperial capital still seems to be that imperial capital, but it doesn't seem to be the city she remembered.
The villa that Song Hai bought was not very big, with a total of three floors plus the basement, with a flower shed on the top floor, and a garden, garage and swimming pool downstairs. Although it was not considered a wealthy configuration, in the imperial capital, where an inch of land was worth a lot of money, it also made countless An enviable existence.
Yan Xi pushed open the door of her room, which was very delicately decorated, but this was obviously not her dad's aesthetic style.
"I thought it would look good if the walls were made of pink, but my secretary and assistant said, what modern European style, bohemian style do you young people like? I invited a designer to decorate it," Song Hai put the suitcase on the wall, "If you don't like it, I will have someone re-install it for you tomorrow."
"Thank you, Dad," Yan Xi turned around and hugged Song Hai, "I like it very much."
"Just like it, just like it," Song Hai smiled and walked around the room before remembering that her daughter hadn't eaten yet, "You take a bath and change clothes first, and I'll go downstairs to cook, and it'll be ready in a while."
Looking at Dad's fat body going downstairs, Yan Xi walked into the house and opened the closet to see that there were all kinds of clothes and skirts hanging in it, as well as many pairs of shoes, some of which were ugly, but Yan Xi Laughed.
No wonder her dad asked her on the phone a few days ago what color she likes, it turned out to be for this.