Ruan Jiujiu deeply felt that the chic plot of leaving as soon as he said it was simply deceiving.
She dragged the suitcase and asked the master to take her to a place tens of kilometers away from where she lived. There was a traffic jam on the road. Ruan Jiujiu just watched helplessly as the meter of the taxi kept turning and the money went up. Seeing Ruan Jiujiu was so painful that he wanted to get out of the car immediately and pull the suitcase to do a badass.
It's not like it used to be.
The treatment of having a driver pick up and drop off has completely become history, don't even think about it.
Ruan Jiujiu thought, luckily she still had the money she asked for from her plastic best friend, so that she could have a place to live. From then on, she was no longer the little wife of the president, but an ordinary person who was about to bend over to the heroic waist when faced with livelihood problems such as renting a house.
The taxi is still moving slowly.
Maybe it was the driver's brother who couldn't bear it. He glanced at the paralyzed Ruan Jiujiu in the rearview mirror and said, "Ma'am, if you are in a hurry, you can take the subway. There is a lot of traffic during the rush hour on Friday, and you may have to wait." over an hour."
Ruan Jiujiu glanced at the meter.
"..." Big Brother was right.
A few minutes later, the taxi stopped on the side of the road. Ruan Jiujiu took the suitcase to take the subway, and suddenly realized that he didn't have a bus card, so he hurried to get a bus card. The problem came again, she didn't have change on her body, so she had to go to the bank to get the change, and after getting the change, she got a card and finally boarded the subway.
At this time, Ruan Jiujiu was already sweating profusely.
But she had to cover herself tightly, wearing a mask and hat, so as not to be recognized by others. Despite this, her good figure and beautiful peach blossom eyes are still eye-catching. In addition, the clothes she wears are not cheap, and she is surrounded by people everywhere she goes. Some people even think she is some star and approach her to ask for an autograph .
Ruan Jiujiu had a headache. She suddenly began to regret that she shouldn't have caused trouble to save money.
When we arrived at the hotel, Ruan Jiujiu finished setting up the single room. The lady at the front desk glanced at her name and said with a smile, "Ah, you have the same name as the proprietress Jiacheng."
Ruan Jiujiu said modestly: "I'm not as beautiful as her."
If people who knew Ruan Jiujiu heard that, they would be shocked by her thick skin.
The hotel is an ordinary chain hotel, but luckily the equipment is fairly new. Ruan Jiujiu sat on the bed, touched his hungry stomach, and decided to order a takeaway. It's a good deal with the full reduction of spicy hot pot, Ruan Jiujiu took a bite and frowned.
It's said that the good reviews are tens of thousands, it's not as delicious as she cooks a pot at home.
She sighed, suddenly lost her mind, took a few mouthfuls perfunctorily, and lay down on the bed in a daze. At this time, Cheng Juan, who received the message, should have accepted the reality. She didn't dare to hear Cheng Juan's voice, so she changed her phone number first, blocked WeChat, and from now on, she will never have any relationship with Cheng Juan.
Ruan Jiujiu had already made up his mind.
Tomorrow, I will buy a ticket to go to another city, where no one can connect her with the lady boss of Jiacheng. If she changes her hairstyle, wears ordinary clothes, and doesn't have a chance to take care of her face, she will turn into a woman who can only be regarded as good-looking in a short time, drowning in the vast crowd.
Do you regret it? Perhaps Ruan Jiujiu regretted it for a moment.
She is also greedy for a comfortable and decent life like a normal person, hoping that she will be less tired, and such selfishness will occasionally emerge.
But Ruan Jiujiu couldn't do it.
She couldn't reciprocate the same affection for Cheng Juan. At this time, if he was allowed to deepen his liking and make irresponsible promises, it would be no different from fraud. Ruan Jiujiu thought a lot that night. She was really slow in terms of emotions. When she thought of Cheng Juan holding her tightly and trembling like that, and she could still say that she would divorce if she had a new love, she would be overwhelmed by the shame and self-blame in her heart. .
Ruan Jiujiu couldn't tell Cheng Juan about the divorce in person, otherwise Cheng Juan would be hurt several times as much as he is now.
She can only be a deserter without courage.
"Ugh… "
There are frozen dumplings and cooked food in the refrigerator, enough for Cheng Juan to eat for a day or two. When Cheng Juan changed his cook and had a new life, he would gradually forget about her.
Without her, life is still the same. What it was like before and what it is now, Cheng Juan has lived for so many years, and he knows much better than her. He will definitely take care of himself.
... It's just that it doesn't matter whether to take care of it with junk food or takeaway.
If it wasn't for Tu Nantai being so human, Ruan Jiujiu would really like to leave a word and ask him to take care of the boss's food problem.
The next day, Ruan Jiujiu went to a barber shop downstairs to have her hair cut into a short haircut.
Mrs. Tony, the haircut teacher, has been expressing how beautiful and colorful her hair is. There are not many customers in the shop, and the barbers are all watching from the sidelines. They are like shy girls, but it is not easy to come forward to strike up a conversation.
Teacher Tony bought Ruan Jiujiu's hair.
Ruan Jiujiu felt a little pained, for the sake of money, he finally accepted the reality of his short hair.
After the hair was cut short, it was very different from the previous image. Ruan Jiujiu, who is wearing wavy curls, is charming without knowing it, but now her short hair is a little more lively and playful, like a young and beautiful female high school student, no one doubts her in high school. The guests came in one after another, all guessing which high school student she was from nearby, Ruan Jiujiu was melancholy and happy at the same time, and his mood was extremely complicated.
She cut her hair and bought a few cheap clothes, making her look more like a little girl with little money.
A few boys in high school uniforms passed by face to face, whistled, and grinningly pushed and pushed me up to ask for Ruan Jiujiu's contact information. Ruan Jiujiu could only tell himself that the old aunt didn't know as much as them, and refused indifferently.
"It's still a little pepper."
"Hey, which school are you from? I'll stop you after class tomorrow."
"Senior freshman or sophomore? Elementary school girl?"
Schoolgirl shit!
Ruan Jiujiu really wanted to catch some young hooligans and teach them a lesson.
She glared at them, and pretended not to hear, took out her mobile phone to check the ticket. Immediately afterwards, Ruan Jiujiu was suddenly stunned—wait, why are there no tickets? When she saw the word "Spring Festival", she suddenly realized that she had caught up with the peak season of Spring Festival travel.
"..."
The air ticket price is not low, Ruan Jiujiu thought carefully for a moment, and decided to buy the ticket and leave.
She bought the plane ticket for a few days later, planning to plan her life first in the hotel.
Next, how to go.
…
Ruan Jiujiu never expected that Cheng Juan's reaction was bigger than she imagined.
Ever since Ruan Jiujiu left, Cheng Juan disappeared without a trace.
Tu Nan didn't realize it at first, but found that the message to his sister-in-law was blocked, and the phone number became empty, and several other people received the same treatment. They looked at each other, not knowing what happened.
It wasn't until he couldn't contact Cheng Juan that he realized that the matter seemed more serious than he thought.
Usually at this point, the house is noisy.
There is the sound of a hair dryer, the sound of shoes slapping on the floor, the smoke of cooking, and the noise of TV dramas and soap operas. Even if you are doing your own thing and closing the door tightly, you can feel at ease.
When he came back, he would always see her.
The gastritis that I haven't had for a long time began to toss my nerves, and there was a disgusting feeling of rumination, as if the gastric juice was tumbling and dancing disco.
After not eating for a long time, only the disease will come over in time to remind him to take care of his body.
Cheng Juan was wearing loose pajamas, with a flat face. With half of his eyelids drooping as usual, he opened the refrigerator numbly, took out Ruan Jiujiu's frozen dumplings, and boiled them in boiling water.
The fire was too high, and in a daze, a small half of the dumplings were boiled until the skin was rotten, and the stuffing rolled out, turning into a bowl of meat stuffing soup. He turned off the fire unconsciously, scooped it into a bowl, picked up the bowl and chopsticks and put it on the table.
A pair of chopsticks and a bowl made the dining table much bigger than usual. The boundless loneliness captured and squeezed my heart.
Cheng Juan picked up the chopsticks, but his mind was distracted.
Soon, the steaming soup gradually cooled, solidified, and a thin layer of oily flowers floated up. He was like eating ten bowls of pork-filled dumplings, full and greasy.
"Boom, boom, boom!" Tu Nan knocked on the door, and a big man yelled in tears, "Boss, hurry up and say something! Don't be overwhelmed!"
Cheng Juan walked slowly to the door and opened it.
Tu Nan's eyes almost turned red with anxiety: "Where is my sister-in-law? Where has she gone? You can't quarrel so much. If you have something to say, don't talk about it."
After being in a daze for a long time, Cheng Juan said to himself, "She's gone."
… never coming back.
This was the second time Tu Nan saw Cheng Juan's expression like this.
The last time was when Cheng Juan's mother passed away.
Tu Nan almost cried, his eyes were red, and he asked tremblingly, "Sister-in-law...is she buried already?"
Cheng Juan: "..."
What responded to Tu Nan was the closed door with a bang.
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