After the two of them chatted, it was past midnight. Qiao Wei was leaving early in the morning, and Meng Xintang urged her to go to bed quickly. After simply tidying up the dining table, he was about to go to see Meng Xinchu again when the door of the room was pushed open.
"Uncomfortable?" Meng Xintang asked with a frown when she saw her hand on her stomach.
"Want to drink water."
Meng Xinchu's mood was still not too high. When he drank water, his whole body seemed to be enveloped by a depressing air. Meng Xintang walked up to her, touched her head and said, "Don't be too entangled, Dad really can't help it, so he won't come."
Meng Xinchu's teeth were knocking on the edge of the water glass, and he didn't speak for a long time. In the end, Meng Xintang took her hand to remove the water glass, only to find that she was crying. Meng Xintang was a little flustered immediately, "Hey", and the next words stuck in his throat.
"Why are you still crying?" He wiped Meng Xinchu's face with a tissue and sighed, "Okay, don't cry."
Meng Xinchu grabbed the tissue, wiped it randomly, turned his head to one side, and twisted it so that Meng Xintang could not see it. Only then did she feel a bit like someone in this family.
"I know you're wronged. When you see your dad next time, talk to him well and let out your anger, okay?"
"Next time," Meng Xinchu retorted with choked sobs, "I don't know when it will be next time. I specifically asked him about the date he set, and he promised me that he would definitely come back."
"Well, it's him that's wrong," Meng Xintang didn't explain to his father, just wanted to coax Meng Xinchu. After all, the world is big, and the crying sister is the biggest.
In fact, from his point of view, Meng Xinchu was strong and sensible enough. This time, it was only because of the rare event of a "wedding" that she had such a big mood swing.
Meng Xinchu lowered his head and wiped his tears for a while, before looking at him with red eyes and saying, "Dad should still accompany me on the first section of the road, and then give my hand to that big fool."
After a long time of trouble, this girl is still thinking about it.
Meng Xintang reached out and hugged her, gently rubbing her back twice: "Don't be afraid, brother will accompany you."
Meng Xinchu was stuffy in his chest, and probably wiped away his snot and tears long ago.
Meng Xintang sent Meng Xinchu back to the house, and Xinchu sat on the bed, insisting that he come in and chat with her again. Meng Xintang then moved the lazy sofa in the room and sat down with her.
"Lie down and talk, or you might be more energetic the more you talk."
Talking about it, Meng Xinchu always seemed to have something to say. When Meng Xintang asked her to sleep faster for the third time, she rolled her eyes and asked Meng Xintang, "Brother, will you be like this in the future? You are so busy with work and restricted that you can't even go home often."
"I don't know," Meng Xintang thought for a moment, then shook his head, "It depends on how capable I am."
He said it would depend on how capable he was, without mentioning whether he was willing or not.
Meng Xinchu tugged at the quilt and said hesitantly, "Actually, like your parents, you are ambitious and ambitious. But sometimes I will think very naively, I don't want you to do the same, I don't want me to think so. I can't find any of you, and I can't see anyone who wants to see you."
"No," Meng Xintang leaned forward, looked at the girl on the bed, and shook his head very lightly and slowly, "It's not that exaggerated, Dad's research is too special, look at Mom, it's not what you're looking for Can you basically find it? Even if there are occasional closures, it will only be for a while.”
Meng Xinchu shook her head: "Then I don't want it either. You don't understand." She looked at the ceiling for a while, and then said, "For example, if you are married, if your wife is a strong woman like your mother, or has a personality It's good to be independent and strong, but if it's someone like me, let's take me, I can't stand it. Because it's probably always just me at home, and I always have to wait, in an emergency. With no one around to help, I would feel very lonely and helpless."
These words are actually in Meng Xintang's mood.
He had thought about what marriage was and what he would use to build it. And the result is feeling like you can't guarantee it. He should give his wife respect, support, love and companionship. All of these things are indispensable, but when his future work is on the right track, it seems that except for the first, he can't guarantee it.
He is a person who is almost harsh on himself, something that cannot be guaranteed, he will not try irresponsibly rashly.
"So, I probably won't have a marriage." Meng Xintang said.
There are still many things he wants to do, and it is far from the time to stop.
After coming out of Meng Xinchu's house, Meng Xintang went to the living room to find his mobile phone. In the darkness, he dug out the midsummer message sent by Shen Shiyan again, and lay on the sofa to watch it for a long time.
The chat box stopped on "Waiting for Good News", he put down his mobile phone, and looked around in the silent night, thinking around, but still couldn't find the shadow of "Good News".
Two days before Meng Xinchu's wedding, a piece of military news swept the country early in the morning. Meng Xintang received a screenshot of a news comment from Shen Shiyan, who asked if what he said in the comment was true. Meng Xintang read the content of the picture and replied: "The direction of thinking is correct, but the technical analysis is somewhat wrong. Wait a minute, I will tell you."
Shen Shiyan over there was waiting, thinking that Meng Xintang would send a message or make a phone call, but unexpectedly, he received an email from him 20 minutes later. He downloaded the document and found it to be a technical and hazard analysis. There are not many difficult technical terms, Meng Xintang just picked the key points, gave him a metaphorical explanation, and sorted out the hazards. After reading the whole article, Shen Shiyan, who has no relevant knowledge accumulation, does not find it difficult at all. Understand.
Five minutes later, he received a call from Meng Xintang.
"Do you understand?"
"Of course, the professional science popularization of scientists is effortless to read."
Meng Xintang's laughter came over the phone. He said modestly, "I'm not a scientist, just an engineer."
Shen Shiyan didn't argue with him, and didn't follow him, but in his heart he thought that what I think you are is what you are.
He walked into the yard, squatted down with the hot wind blowing, and asked, "How is the preparation for the reward money?"
After a second of blankness, Meng Xintang's voice reappeared.
"Good news is hard to find."
Shen Shiyan was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, and the laughter rippled into the fragrance of flowers.
"If you can't find it again, summer will be over."
"No hurry," Meng Xintang's voice was still unhurried, with a smile, "Isn't there four seasons?"
Shen Shiyan was still smiling, sniffed the fragrance in hand, and said ok.
Meng Xinchu's wedding day was the 8th, a very festive day.
In fact, the wedding was very simple. There was no marriage, and there was no way to lock the groom outside and ask for a red envelope. In Meng Xinchu's own words, it was purely to satisfy her little girl's fantasy, so she had to wear a wedding dress to hold a ceremony.
Meng Xintang got up early and arrived at the venue early. When it was ten o'clock, he deliberately went around to the bride's room where Meng Xin was first, and arranged his suit in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror.
The bride sitting on the bed playing with her phone raised her head in surprise: "Brother, what's the matter with you?"
"Huh?" Meng Xintang turned around, "It's nothing."
Meng Xinchu smacked his lips and shook his head: "No, I've never seen you look in the mirror so spontaneously... scratch your head and make a pose."
As soon as he finished speaking, he was knocked out of the head.
"Bride, pay attention to your words."
His mouth was righteous and strict, but Meng Xintang's abacus was still pounding. He guessed that Shen Shiyan wouldn't come here a little bit. Since his relationship with Meng Xinchu was not bad, he had to come to congratulate him earlier. He looked at his watch. It was almost ten at ten.
Finally, after slightly adjusting his tie, Meng Xintang went to the gate. After chatting with some relatives and friends for a while, he saw the shadow of the person waiting.
Shen Shiyan's appearance was different from others when he came. Everyone was driving and riding to the door, but Shen Shiyan came from a long way with a bunch of flowers and looked around. , like an old man who walks around to watch the fun after dinner.
Meng Xintang hid in the crowd, smirking and waiting for him to approach.
Shen Shiyan walked around when he got to the door, as if he looked around and didn't see anyone he knew. He took the invitation and asked the waiter to go inside. Meng Xintang took a good look at the man, stepped out and stood in front of him.
"Meng Xintang?"
This was the first time that Meng Xintang saw him look surprised because of himself.
"Are you here for the wedding too?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Shiyan noticed the small red embroidered scarf on Meng Xintang's chest.
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He looked at Meng Xintang's smiling face, and Meng Xinchu's full name suddenly popped into his mind.
"Hey," he looked at him and smiled, "our nickname is Meng Xinchu, but we didn't realize that your two names look alike. Are you... brother and sister?"
"Smart." Meng Xintang said with a smile.
Shen Shiyan laughed for a while, then remembered the person's performance from beginning to end, and asked suspiciously, "You know I'm coming?"
Meng Xintang nodded and pointed to the invitation card in his hand.
Shen Shiyan understood for a moment. He opened the elegant invitation, read the lines again, and asked, "You wrote this?"
"Well," Meng Xintang stepped aside, "let's go, go first."
Shen Shiyan closed the invitation and walked inside. Both of them laughed, which blended well with the atmosphere.
"Your writing is good, especially the three characters of my name. I copied it several times after reading it."
Because of these words, Meng Xintang, who had just walked a few steps, stopped again. Seeing that there was no one around, Shen Shiyan naturally turned around to look for him, but saw that Meng Xintang was about to look at him with a smile.
"What's wrong?" he wondered.
Meng Xintang's lips parted and he shook his head.
"fine."
I just felt that the two pages of paper that I practiced that day were not in vain.
"It's so far away, how did you get here?"
"How can I come over? The taxi driver is a novice. He doesn't recognize the way, and he can't find it after going around for a long time. I just let him drop it for me. It's nearby, just a few more steps."
Meng Xintang chuckled and shook his head, this man was quite happy.
"Then you said she was always called Xinchu's nickname. What's her nickname?"
"Xiaoxin." After Shen Shiyan finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong, and he smiled as soon as he turned his eyes to Meng Xintang's face, "It seems that I can't call it that in the future, there is ambiguity."