The taxi stopped at the side of the road at Gongti. Through the fence, one could see the bustling night market inside. Wen Liang rolled down the window, stuck his head out and asked, "How about I take you inside?"
Xie Yan shook his head and smiled faintly: "It's okay, I just happened to help my mother close the stall. It's hard to get a taxi so late, you should go home soon."
Wen Liang said no more. He waved to her, said good night, and signaled the driver to drive away. Even from a distance away, he could still see the girl's pretty figure in the rearview mirror.
Arriving at Courtyard No. 7, Wen Liang talked to the driver for a long time. With the eloquence he had learned in his previous life in Beijing, he managed to talk the taxi driver down from 27 yuan to 21 yuan. The driver was so angry that he kept yelling "Zhuanghu Diao Zhuanghu Diao", which means a person is stingy in Jiangdong dialect. Wen Liang counted the money to pay the bill and said with a smile, "Master, don't pretend to be poor with me. I saw on the news a few days ago that taxi drivers were honored to be selected as one of the top ten most profitable industries this year. They only marry flight attendants. Just give me a few yuan off and consider it a charity."
"You are not a kind person, stewardess? Can a stewardess be as pretty as your friend? It's not easy for me to earn my hard-earned money. You're doing a good deed by rounding it up for me."
"Make it an even number? That's easy!" Wen Liang took back another dollar and said, "Twenty dollars, thank you, Master!"
The driver's eyes when he saw Wen Liang off the bus were almost as resentful as Tony Leung's. Uncle Wen felt that he had taken advantage of the situation and his steps became lighter. He walked to the door and knocked on the small window. Old Qin's wrinkled face appeared, and his smile was somehow more vulgar than usual: "You come back so late again. This little girl has been waiting for you for more than half an hour!"
Before he finished speaking, a girl walked out of the house with uncontrollable excitement and joy on her face. Wen Liang was stunned. Why was Ji Su here
Ji Su took two steps at a time and ran to Wen Liang, her bright eyes sparkling. Wen Liang was startled, remembering that Ren Yi said that she had something wrong at home and couldn't even attend Yang Yang's birthday party. She thought something serious had happened and hurriedly comforted her, "What's wrong? I'm here, don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"
Listening to the boy's gentle voice and looking at his caring eyes, Ji Su could no longer hold back the suppressed emotions deep in his heart. He rushed into Wen Liang's arms, hugged him tightly, raised his head and sobbed, "My dad is back... Wen Liang, he's back!"
Ji Zheng is back
Wen Liang didn't care what the peeping old Qin thought, he grabbed Ji Su's shoulders and asked happily: "You're back? When?"
Ji Sumeng nodded and said, "Yes, he really came back. He arrived at around ten o'clock. My mother and I were waiting for him at home. He looked very good. Not only did he not lose weight, he even gained a lot of weight. I... I..."
Wen Liang's body was pressed tightly against hers, and she could almost feel his heartbeat and body temperature. Ji Su was, after all, an innocent little girl, and instinctively felt shy. Her cheeks immediately turned red, and she lowered her head and whispered, "I suddenly wanted to let you know as soon as possible, so I ran over here..."
Wen Liang smiled slightly, took a step back, and quietly distanced the two of them without making the girl feel embarrassed. He wiped the tears from her cheeks and said, "This is a happy event, you should be happy, there is no need to cry."
Ji Zheng has been under strict protection as the first witness in the Qinghua Factory case, or a disguised form of house arrest to prevent relevant people from contacting him. Although Wen Liang knew that he would be fine and had made assurances to Ji Su many times, it was not until today that he could complete his mission and have a complete and lasting ending.
Ji Su smiled through his tears and said, "Are you sleepy? Come walk with me!"
The two walked slowly side by side along the wall of Courtyard No. 7. Ji Su calmed down from the excitement and became much quieter. Past events flashed through his mind quickly, with pain, despair, helplessness, confusion, but also tenderness and sweetness that made people throbbing. I don't know how long it took. Ji Su looked at the night sky in the distance with a dazed look in his eyes, and his voice was a little hoarse: "You know, when I thought this nightmare might never end, my father left us like that. Family, future, life, all changed completely that night. There was no hope, no support..."
She stopped, turned around, looked directly at Wenliang's face, and said, "It wasn't until I met you that I found my way again..."
Everyone has his or her own hardships and sufferings, which no one can understand and no one can replace. Ji Su encountered a sudden change at such a young age, and the pressure and torture he or she has endured can be imagined. It is a rare strength that he has been able to persist until now.
"Ever heard of Jack London?"
Ji Su shook his head, Wen Liang said softly: "There is a realist writer I like very much. He once said this: 'I started crying when I was born, and every day shows why I cry.' People are born to suffer, but suffering can always be overcome. In a few years, when you look back on this experience, you may be grateful."
He smiled, trying to dispel the dull atmosphere: "Look, at least you are willing to chat with me now, which was unimaginable when I was in junior high school!"
However, Ji Su did not laugh as Wen Liang had expected. Instead, he stared at him blankly, slowly reached out his hand and stroked his cheek. His cold fingers stirred up tiny particles as soon as they touched his skin.
"Does it hurt? It must have been very painful, right? I've wanted to say sorry to you for a long time, but I didn't know how to start!"
Wen Liang felt a little regretful for his outspokenness. Even though he had lived two lives as a human being and could read people's minds, he still felt an unpredictable sense of powerlessness when facing the girls' fickleness and sensitivity.
"I'm a thick-skinned person, so I don't feel any pain." Wen Liang quickly changed the subject and said, "It's so late, you should go back. Remember to tell Uncle Ji that I'll go see him tomorrow and congratulate your family on your good fortune."
Ji Su nodded, and the two walked forward for a while. Just then, a taxi passed by. Wen Liang reached out to stop it. Before he could say anything, a familiar face appeared in the car window: "Hey, boy, you are not kidding me, are you?"
As luck would have it, it was the car that sent Wen Liang back. Wen Liang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Are you not happy to give you business? Send my friend back, but I tell you, I remember the license plate and the person clearly, so you'd better behave yourself on the road. Here, twenty yuan is enough?"
The driver was also talented, and said with a smile: "Do a good deed, do a good deed, please make it even!"
You have to pay for what you have done. Wen Liang was so angry that he felt lucky to be able to get a taxi so late. If he missed this opportunity, he would never get it again. He had no choice but to take out another five yuan and stuff it into the man's pocket, threatening him, "If you dare to mention doing good deeds again, I'll go to the company to complain about you!"
The driver laughed, took the money, winked at Wen Liang, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, I will never tell this little girl that you are playing both sides..."
Wen Liang was completely defeated. He turned to Ji Su and said, "I won't take you home. Take this car back. The driver is my friend. Nothing will happen."
Ji Su had obviously let go of the burden and pressure of this period of time, radiating lightness and joy from the inside out. He smiled and said, "I don't need to say thank you to you, right?"
"Of course," Wen Liang also smiled, "Go back and have a good sleep. Tomorrow will be a good day."
The next morning, Wen Liang went to Diyuan to find Zuo Yuxi. It was a rare weekend for Director Zuo to not stay in bed. Wen Liang asked curiously, "Where did the sun come out from today?"
Zuo Yuxi was wearing casual clothes and was busy cleaning the house. Hearing this, he didn't turn around and said, "Yuting will come over later. We have an appointment to go shopping. Will you come?"
As soon as the two sisters reconciled, they started to flirt with each other. Wen Liang got jealous and said, "You don't want a husband now that you have a sister. Director Zuo, you have no conscience!"
Zuo Yuxi burst out laughing, turned around and put her slender hands on her waist, and said: "Where did this shameless little rascal come from? When did I have a husband? How come I didn't even know it?"
Wen Liang rolled up his sleeves and said with a half-smile, "If the husband is not strong, the family will not be at peace. If I don't teach you a lesson today, you really think that your husband is incomplete."
"What five bodies...ah, bah, you..."
Before she could finish her words, Wen Liang pushed her onto the sofa, and kissed her tender and tempting red lips. His tongue quickly pushed open her teeth, and their lips were inseparably intertwined. At the same time, his right hand reached under the hem of her clothes. For a moment, her hair and hairpins were disheveled, and the garden was full of life and spring.
After a long while, Wen Liang asked in a low and teasing voice: "Would you like to call me husband?"
Zuo Yuxi panted slightly and turned her head away to ignore him. Her gentle hands played tricks on him, causing the beauty under her to tremble slightly. Finally, she couldn't help but murmured, "Well, old...husband..."
Wen Liang laughed loudly, sat up, and said, "I'll teach you a little lesson first. If you do it again, don't blame me for punishing you severely."
Zuo Yuxi straightened her clothes and was about to speak when she heard the sound of keys turning. At the same time, she heard Ye Yuting calling from outside the door: "Yuxi, are you up? Central Department Store is having a special sale today. The sale starts at 90% off. If you go too late, they will be out of stock."
This is what women are like in real life. Wen Liang found it hard to imagine the touching scene of the usually dignified Teacher Ye and the cold Director Zuo squeezing in the bustling crowd to buy discounted goods. He wanted to go over to take a look, but when he remembered that he would meet Ji Zheng later, he had to give up the idea.
"Come in first. It won't delay your important matter." Zuo Yuxi agreed and whispered to Wen Liang, "Is there something you need?"
"Ji Zheng was released yesterday, did you know?"
Zuo Yuxi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then he stood up and turned his back to Wen Liang, saying, "Well, the case is basically closed, and he should be back by now. What are your plans?"
Wen Liang knew what was bothering her, but he couldn't say more in front of Ye Yuting: "I'll go see him first, and we'll talk tonight."