She stayed in the house all day the next day and cooked some noodles for herself. Then I started writing short stories, and I didn't write more than 700 words until late in the evening. I don’t remember which foreign scholar said that writing should be meticulously crafted until blood oozes from the forehead.
She is in pain.
There is only the lonely sound of typing on the keyboard in the house, and the mobile phone has been in a quiet state, not even a messy advertising text message. Pretending to have no reason, she was extremely irritable. I glanced out the window from time to time, but couldn't calm down, so I looked for a book to read. In 2008, Bi Shumin spent half of her life savings to buy a ticket to take a cruise around the world. This prose book, Blue Paradise, came to her. Every time she read it, she would calm down very quickly. But now, it seems useless.
She was very depressed, and looked at Zhu Ziqing's back from the bookshelf again.
Qi Qiao called at around eight o'clock. She glanced at the incoming call, her shoulders drooping weakly. Rene Liu's "Love You So Much" is still playing on QQ Music, I don't know how many times the single has been played. She lowered her voice and switched on.
"What are you doing?"
Meng Shengnan: "It's typing."
Qi Qiao asked: "Did you go out for a stroll today?"
"No." She felt sorry for the dress.
Qi Qiao sighed in contempt and asked her to go shopping tomorrow. Meng Shengnan didn't bother to move and directly refused, the woman cut and hung up. She curled her lips and went to watch Xiao Hong's Biography of Hulan River again. In the end, I don’t know when I fell asleep, and I woke up from a dream in the middle of the night, looking for a movie to watch by myself.
The Tangshan earthquake cried until dawn.
When the sun came in, the speakers in the house sang. She hugged the quilt to sleep, her mind was full of old things. Someone knocked on the door, and she was stunned for a moment. Even though she knew it was impossible, she jumped out of bed nervously and ran to open it.
"Not up yet?"
Sheng Dian stood outside the door with a surprised expression, holding Meng Hang with his right hand.
"Sister." The little boy looked contemptuous.
She looked down at the pajamas and pajamas she was wearing, and shut her mouth in embarrassment. Sheng Dian smiled helplessly, and went into her room to tidy up. Xiaohang went to watch cartoons on the TV by himself. She followed Shengdian into the house, turned off the stereo, and asked, "Why are you here?"
While folding the quilt, Sheng Dian said, "It's okay to be idle."
Meng Shengnan rubbed her hair, sat on the edge of the bed and yawned. Sheng Dian asked, "Did you not sleep well last night?"
She nodded sullenly, "A little bit."
Sheng Dian piled the folded quilt on the head of the bed, sighed, "If I tell you not to stay up late, I won't listen."
"No." Meng Shengnan said, "I just can't sleep."
"Why can't you sleep?"
Meng Shengnan pursed her lips.
"I felt something was wrong when I heard the phone call that day. I really don't know which man made you sleepless and forget food and sleep. I really want to see him."
The grand ceremony told the truth in one word.
"mom-"
Meng Shengnan lowered his voice, "What are you talking about?"
Sheng Dian smiled, "Okay, I'll go see what's in the kitchen."
The woman went to cook, Meng Shengnan breathed a sigh of relief. She washed and changed to help, but Sheng Dian pushed her to play with Meng Hang so that she wouldn't make trouble. Meng Shengnan went to the living room to sit next to the little boy, and glanced at the big boy's father on TV.
"sister."
The little boy was still staring at the TV, and she gave a weak 'hmm'.
"Yesterday your mother asked about my brother, and I accidentally said it." The little boy said regretfully.
Meng Shengnan was stunned for two seconds: "What did you say?"
"My brother bought me toys, taught me how to play games, sent us home, and let us sleep in his bed—"
Meng Shengnan: "..."
Meng Hang sighed, "Although I'm sorry for you, I came to see you today."
Meng Shengnan: "..."
"Zhang Jiahe invited me out to play, but I didn't go because of you."
Meng Shengnan drooped her shoulders, propped her chin with her hands, and rested her arms on her crossed legs. She bit her mouth with a bitter face, Meng Hang didn't seem to speak anymore, and quickly jumped off the sofa and ran to the kitchen to clean. Meng Shengnan gritted his teeth and wanted to cry but had no tears.
At noon, she was celebrating and making dumplings with stuffing, and she was rolling the skins aside.
"Is there something on your mind?"
When Sheng Dian asked, Meng Shengnan's forehead hurt.
"You're not young anymore." Sheng Dian slowly squeezed the edge of the dumpling, "You can understand some things even if you don't tell me, this person can't explain how many times he has gone through in his life. Your grandma always tells me, No matter when, just choose the brightest and most spacious road."
Meng Shengnan's rolling action slowed down.
"You know what I mean?"
Meng Shengnan said: "The heart is brightest and the heart is the most spacious."
Sheng Dian laughed and said no more.
It seemed to be what day it was, but she forgot the specifics. There is a street in Jiangcheng that is paved with cars and hung with red ribbons. It is suitable to marry, to marry, and to tie the knot. The cross street less than 100 meters away was even more deserted. Shi Jin stayed up all night to deliver the goods and then passed by after squinting at his own house for a while.
Chi Zheng bit his cigarette and tapped on the keyboard.
"You're in a good mood." Shi Jin teased him.
Chi Zheng snorted and laughed, "Are you done?"
"I'm done." Shi Jin stretched his waist, and glanced at a feminine paper bag at the foot of the bed. He glanced at the person who was busy, walked over, glanced at it and lifted it up, and smiled cheaply, "Who did you buy this for?"
Chi Zheng glanced at it, and immediately snatched it away.
"Take your time."
Shi Jin chuckled, "What for that Meng?"
Chi Zheng didn't say a word, but turned his head and knocked again.
"Tsk." Shi Jin smiled, "Say a few words to my buddies."
Chi Zheng tilted his head, frowned and lit a cigarette.
"Want to hear?"
Shi Jin stepped forward.
Chi Zheng's eyes were playful, "Find one for yourself and think about it slowly."
"Depend on."
Chi Zheng smiled indifferently, and lit up again after smoking.
"I've been smoking quite a bit lately," Shi Jin said.
Chi Zheng raised his eyes, "One?"
"No, my grandpa's nose spirit will cut me off."
Chi Zheng laughed.
"Are you okay tonight?"
Chi Zheng: "What?"
"Have a few drinks, my friend treats you."
Chi Zheng directly dropped two words: "No."
"Damn it, you're going to lose the fun of chasing a woman?"
Chi Zheng raised his eyes lazily, thinking that he had a bit of a day. He smiled, and calculated the time, the buffer time given was enough. He glanced sideways at the wandering street outside the door, and slowly withdrew his gaze. The smoke spreads, making it difficult for women to chase.
"My buddy will run a long distance tomorrow, and he will have to go back and forth for at least a week. How about it, show me some face?"
Chi Zheng said slowly: "When?"
Shi Jinle: "Eight thirty in the evening."
The dark night in Jiangcheng is divided into different factions, those who go out wandering endlessly, those who stay at home look like ghosts. Sending back to Shengdian and Xiaohang, it was already eight o'clock in the evening. Meng Shengnan leaned against the head of the bed with the computer in his hand, staring at the screen in a daze.
It was quiet again.
She looked out of the dark window, her heart pounding. The bottom right corner of the computer indicated that there was a new email, and she pressed the mouse to open it. Jiang Jin sent a short email from Seattle, Brother will go back to China tomorrow, first go to Jiangcheng to see how you are
Meng Shengnan asked, why not go back to Beijing directly
He said, no rush.
In the room, the ticking of the watch was very clear. There are all kinds of dog abuse daily on Weibo, and there is no idle time in the forum. Meng Shengnan was upset, and closed the computer with a 'snap'. In the end, I couldn't sit still anymore, got up and changed clothes, and then hurried out the door with my bag. The taxi master asked her where she was going, and she froze. He looked down at his short-sleeved cropped pants, lost in thought. The master asked again, Meng Shengnan lightly 'huh? 'He raised his head with a sound.
"Go downtown to Cross Street." She gritted her teeth and said.
The street has a green light all the way, and it takes about ten minutes to arrive at the place. She got out of the car but didn't dare to go forward, so she just stood at the intersection and looked in. I don't know how much effort it took to lift her foot, and she only looked up when she passed the first shop. The lights were dimmed and the shops were closed.
At that moment, she couldn't tell whether she was more lost or more relaxed.
She slowly turned around and walked under the traffic light at the street entrance, leaving a desolate place behind her. When she got to the side of the road, she held out her hand to stop the car. The master asked where she was going, but just as she was about to speak, her cell phone rang. When I saw the caller ID, I was really stunned. All kinds of moods disturbed her like a hodgepodge.
"Girl, answer the phone."
The master reminded her, Meng Shengnan came back to his senses and quickly pressed the answer.
"Is it Miss Meng?"
It was an unfamiliar man's voice, she was startled, "I'm Meng Shengnan."
After hanging up the phone, she was still too slow to react. The master called her out, but Meng Shengnan was silent for a moment.
"Go to Jintiandi."
The bar was in the heart of the city, and when Meng Shengnan got out of the car, he saw three big characters shining in front of him. Still a little nervous, she took a few deep breaths at the door and entered inside. It's like going to another country, the men and women are twisting their waists and dancing. She couldn't help frowning, and looked around to find the drunk man.
She saw him in the corner.
Chi Zheng collapsed on the sofa, completely drunk. Dozens of bottles of beer and liquor were lying on the table in front of her. She walked through the crowd and approached. He was in a daze, with one hand on the sofa, holding a half bottle of wine. A waiter came over, "Miss Meng?"
she turned back.
"Hello, I just called."
Meng Shengnan nodded.
"This gentleman kept calling your name when he was drunk, so I had to ask you to pick him up."
After the waiter finished speaking and left, Meng Shengnan was stunned for half a second.
Then I went to see him again, the man seemed to be asleep. The side face is tough, just like the handsome guy in previous years. She just looked at him like that for a while, remembering how domineering he was that day, and he said that she would suffer to save face, Meng Shengnan suddenly laughed.
She sighed and bent down to pull him.
With the weight of a man, Meng Shengnan struggled a little. She helped him up, wrapped his arms around his head and held him, and then walked out step by step. Chi Zheng was tall, thin and straight, pressing down on her who was 1.65 meters tall. The smell of alcohol covered her face, and her body was tightly pressed against each other through the thin fabric.
At the bar behind, Shi Jin licked his lips and smiled.
"Your trick is powerful enough." The waiter just now teased.
Shi Jin shook his head, "That guy is amazing."
"What do you mean?"
"He drank a lot of wine with his brothers back then." Shi Jin said with a smile, "It's as real as if he pretended to be drunk."
There was a commotion in the bar.
On the side of the road, Meng Shengnan supported him and waved his hand to block the car. Drunken, Chi Zheng laid his head on her shoulder, and the rough breath he exhaled made the tip of her nose and her face hot. She turned her head to see that he was breathing steadily. Whether he was really drunk or not, his mind was confused.
The car drove in the direction of the shop.
Chi Zheng leaned on her shoulder, and every time Meng Shengnan pushed him, he would fall down again. She was helplessly discouraged, his breath blowing over made her upset. There was a sudden turn ahead, she looked up and suddenly felt a weight on her leg. She froze and took a long time to look down. Chi Zheng's face was pressed against her leg, turned sideways. Meng Shengnan didn't dare to move, holding his breath until he got out of the car.
The intersection is full of people.
She pushed his head away with great effort, and then helped him out. At that time, it was half past ten in the middle of the night, and the shops on both sides were still lit in twos and threes. She helped him to the door of the shop inside, and found the key from his pocket to open the door.
Just entering the house, she was going to turn on the light.
There was a sudden tremor in my ear, and the door was closed. Her heart skipped a beat, and he breathed heavily in the dark. Meng Shengnan slowly raised his hand to look for the switch, only to feel a sudden push. His hand clenched her arm and fixed it upwards on the door panel. He pressed it down, and the other hand held her waist. Meng Shengnan's back stiffened, and then he buried his face directly on her neck, and smiled softly. She heard him take a deep and slow breath, not hiding his desire.
"I want to die."