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How do I know who my neighbor is? Besides, why is Li Chen asking so many questions...
“Come on, come on… How come a grown man like you is so curious…” I pushed Li Chen out the door, and when I turned around, I saw that the man didn’t leave. Instead, he was sneaking around my door for a long time.
However, I didn't pay much attention to it. Who knows what kind of petty theft he might think of. Who cares? As long as it has nothing to do with me... then it has nothing to do with me.
Life was peaceful, work was going smoothly, and I was making snacks more and more smoothly. But what made me feel a little uneasy was that Zhuo Yang called me every night.
The first time, I picked up the phone and quickly hung up after hearing his voice, but I didn't expect this person to be so persistent and actually start calling me every night.
What is this? Harassment
The last time I answered the phone, my temper was extremely impatient.
"What on earth do you want to do! Don't you know this is my beauty sleep time?"
Zhuo Yang on the other end of the phone didn't seem to expect that I would actually answer the phone, and he spoke in such an angry tone, and it took a long time before he said anything.
"What did you have for dinner?"
Veins popped up on my forehead. “It’s the same thing every time... Can’t you try something different?”
After hearing what I said, Zhuo Yang on the other end seemed to be thinking seriously.
"So... what did you eat for lunch? And in the morning... what did you eat in the morning?"
Bang-
I couldn't stand it anymore and hung up the phone.
Shit! He must have been born to defeat me!
After I hung up the phone, a light bulb went off in my head.
What Zhuoyang is doing to me now seems a little familiar.
Yes, yes, isn't that what I did to him before
When Zhuoyang first married me, it seemed that he also encountered resistance from his family. Although Zhuoyue Culture is developing very well now, back then, Zhuoyang was a poor rich second-generation who was kicked out of his home and started his own business.
I think this has something to do with me.
Zhuoyang's parents have always liked Anran, and of course they have always hated me.
Especially since Zhuo's mother and Anran's mother have always been good friends, they naturally don't have a good impression of me, a woman who killed her best friend's daughter and made her best friend insane.
But Zhuoyang still married me.
I think... Zhuo Yang must love An Ran very much, otherwise why would he be willing to marry me, his "enemy", at the cost of his own life
Back to the topic, the first two years were also the worst years for my relationship with Zhuo Yang. He basically came home very late every day, and he would wear a strange woman's perfume every day.
At that time, I loved him very much. I was probably a little crazy from being locked up in the mountains, and I always found ways to make trouble with him.
He said he was very busy, so busy that he was reading the plan even during meals, but I still called him three times a day.
There's nothing much to talk about on the phone, just asking you what you had in the morning, lunch, and dinner...
Now, things have changed, and I finally understand how annoying I was back then.
I also understand that Zhuo Yang must have had a very miserable life back then.
But-
I don’t quite understand. If that’s the case, why didn’t Zhuoyang divorce me back then? Instead, our relationship gradually eased after Zhuoyue Culture started to get back on track in the third year
I mean the bed.
Zhuoyang didn't touch me in the first two years of our marriage. He really touched me in the third year after Zhuoyue got promoted and he drank a lot of alcohol.
Then he had sex with me after drinking.
From now on…
Our relationship in bed is very harmonious, just like fish in water and spring breeze.
Alas... The past is too painful to recall. Now I think that I just asked for trouble. If you think that a man will fall in love with you slowly if he loves your body...
Now that I think about it, I was really being too smart.
Never mind, memories are the most tender-hearted things.
Even so, Zhuoyang still called me. Later, when I didn't answer the phone, he sent me text messages, just like I did back then.
In fact, at this time I somewhat understood that Zhuo Yang was not without feelings for me, but we were like two parallel lines. If we missed each other, we would be missed forever and it would be impossible for us to intersect.
I don't know how to explain the facts to him. Based on Zhuo Yang's personality, he probably won't listen to what I say.
Forget it, forget it… I told myself that even the most passionate relationship cannot withstand the test of time. Look at me, am I not a living example of this
How persistent I was then, how indifferent I am now...
The same goes for Zhuo Yang.
I believe that for both of us, there will be a day when the clouds will clear and the sun will rise, and we will move towards the light.
Leaving Zhuo Yang aside, Li Chen has found a new love these days and has ignored me.
It just so happened that I was too lazy to deal with him. I bought whatever I wanted to eat every day, went to work, and occasionally watched a movie. Because of the guilt for the child I lost before, I also joined the volunteer organization of the suburban orphanage.
In fact, it means going out to play with the children on weekends, buying them fruits, and giving them some care.
In fact, most of the children in the orphanage are precocious. When I first went there, I felt sad about their precocity.
They looked around with timid eyes, had blind distrust of the surroundings, and were uncertain about themselves. This was my impression of the children.
Actually, a bit like me.
Because I was a wanderer, I paid special attention to the children, so much so that I spent two days in the orphanage instead of just one day at the weekend.
Although the days of running around are hard, they are undoubtedly fulfilling.
Gradually—
I almost forgot that I am An Yue and that I have an ex-husband named Zhuo Yang who is still haunting me.
The real feeling that Zhuoyang's ghost was lingering around was when I came back from the orphanage on the weekend and ran into our new neighbor.
Now that I think about it, it’s no wonder that Li Chen was sneaking around my door for a long time. It turned out that he saw that my new neighbor was Zhuo Yang.
Zhuoyang actually bought my neighbor's house. He refused to live in the mansion on the mountain and insisted on living in a "pigeon cage" like ours.
It seemed that they didn't expect me to come back early, because on weekends I usually go for a massage or watch a movie after coming back from the orphanage. Today was one of the days when I came back early.
Zhuo Yang looked very surprised, especially after seeing me.
I thought he would run away because there was a hint of panic between his brows, but soon, I laughed at my naivety.
Who is Zhuo Yang? How could he escape when he is a typical representative of keeping calm in the face of danger
Sure enough, when the guy saw me, he greeted me calmly.
"Have you had dinner?"
My answer was, of course, straightforward as always.
Close the door and let the dog out.
What happened at the door has nothing to do with me.
However, since I knew that my neighbor was Zhuo Yang, I have been cautious. Zhuo Yang has an impatient personality, so he will not break into my house directly after I have treated him coldly many times.
Occasionally I would see Li Si coming over, and every time she would mutter a lot to Zhuo Yang. And every time after Li Si left, I would obviously find that Zhuo Yang's temper had decreased a lot.
What is this? A dog training master? I admire you.
I guess it was because of Li Si that Zhuo Yang didn't act rashly. He would knock on my door and ask me out for dinner, etc. But I always rejected him with harsh words.
This kind of life continued until the weekend when spring left and summer came.
That weekend, I went to the orphanage as usual, but found it was a gloomy place.
After asking around, I found out that the land near their suburban orphanage was going to be expropriated to build a chemical plant. Although the suburban government has been committed to developing the local economy in recent years, it is not reliable to develop the economy at the expense of the environment.
Especially since there is an orphanage here, don’t you think it will have a huge impact on the children
“Why don’t you go and make suggestions to the government? There are so many children… Chemical factories are heavily polluting…”
The dean shook his head, "We've already been there... but there's no good news from the government... It's said that the city had already approved it at the beginning of the year... There's nothing we can do now..."
I was a little anxious. "What about the children? They can't live in such pollution, right?"
The director sighed, "I don't know... Actually, the best way is to relocate... But land is so expensive now... It takes too much money to build an orphanage... We don't have any other options..."
Actually, I can understand the dean.
He wanted to protect the child, but he was powerless.
Actually, me too.
During that time, I was a little worried. I wanted to use the power of the public to help the children, but the funds raised were far from the astronomical figure.
I myself am even more penniless now.
I thought about Zhuo Yang and Li Chen.
But first of all, Zhuoyang is my ex-husband whom I don't want to care about, so what right do I have to go to his house to beg for help? Then there is Li Chen. Although his family is rich, I'm sorry, he is different from Zhuoyang.
There is money at home, that's his father's.
If it was a few million, he could still take it out, but if it was tens of millions, it wouldn't be so easy.
Just when we were at a loss and didn't know what to do, the kindergarten suddenly had good news.
At the same time, I also saw the news on TV.
Excellence Culture is committed to charity, and the new kindergarten project in the east of the city has been officially launched.
Zhuo Yang on TV has become much thinner, but still as cold as ever. I don't know if it's my illusion? I feel that he has become much gentler. Especially the little girl he is holding, the tenderness in his eyes seems to be dripping with water.
A vague thought came to my mind.
I thought it was my illusion? Or maybe it was a dream...
That was the night I lost my child. There was a pair of hands that stayed on my belly, gently caressing me and comforting me...
It’s just... the dream was too deep, I never knew...
So who is it