Golden Greenery

It has been a week since I left Hannover with the team to play the UEFA Cup in England. During this week, Zhuo Yang did not take the initiative to call Sun Yumei and Beverly, but the reasons were different.

Sun Yumei turned off her mobile phone, saying she didn't want her parents to find her. Every night she always turned on her phone and called to chat with Zhuo Yang for a while, then hung up and turned off her phone.

At Beverly Deng's place, Zhuo Yang didn't know what to say or how to explain his relationship with Yu Mei. Beverly did call twice, but she never mentioned Sun Yumei and only talked about other things. As for the conflict between the two women that Zhuo Yang was most worried about, it didn't happen because he had just left for England and Beverly returned home to France the next day.

Beverly had a headache when she was alone with Sun Yumei. It was not appropriate to talk or ask anything. She said something too obvious and was afraid that it would reach Zhuo Yang's ears and make him unhappy, so she didn't say anything. Sun Yumei was more carefree at home, more like here. The hostess, Beverly simply found an excuse and returned to France.

However, she is not that stupid. She left Zhuo Yang and Sun Yumei alone together. Who would believe that a lonely man and a widower said nothing would happen? Last night, she had already squeezed time to return to Hanover and was waiting at home for Zhuo Yang's return.

Zhuo Yang's trouble lies in how to face his heart.

He didn't expect that he had fallen in love with Sun Yumei a long time ago. The two of them had not been together for a long time. It was just over a week during his "King Under the Stars" solo concert in Salzburg, Austria last summer.

We've known each other before we've met, and we've missed each other before we've known each other. When Zhuo Yanggang and Sun Yumei met, he and she seemed not to be unfamiliar with each other, as if they had known each other for many years. From then to now, more than half a year has passed. During this period, the two have not met again, but the phone calls every now and then have become a very natural thing. There was nothing serious on the phone, let alone the lingering ambiguity of love talk. It was just chatting, and most of the time it was boring and nothing to say.

"Zhuoyang, what did you have for dinner?...Is it delicious...I had fried chicken nuggets and French fries..."

It was all such gossip, none of which was useful in retrospect, but both of them enjoyed it and chatted with great interest. Different from the accent that was obvious at the beginning when a foreigner learned to speak Chinese, as she continued to communicate with Zhuo Yang, Sun Yumei became more and more proficient in her mother tongue. After all, her childhood memories were carved deep in her soul, and she and Zhuo Yang He also insisted on using Chinese during the conversation, stubbornly stubborn.

The first time I saw you on a certain day of a certain year, it had nothing to do with love or care. But as time went by, you came in twos and threes, stopping and going, and stayed in my heart. If he had never met Beverly, Zhuo Yang would definitely not deny his feelings at this time.

There is no doubt that Zhuo Yang likes Beverly. Even if Sun Yumei appears in his life now, he is sure that he likes Beverly. Tall, beautiful, and extremely obedient to herself, this can satisfy his little man's vanity.

Although his sister Zhuo Qiu had not said anything before, Zhuo Yang knew that his sister liked Sun Yumei more, and she preferred this happy, sweet girl with the same skin color as him. Although he has not communicated about Beverly with his parents, Zhuo Yang also knows that his father and mother are different from him who have adapted to life abroad and cannot distinguish the differences between various races. His parents have always lived in China, whether in terms of aesthetics or tradition. , it is difficult for them to accept a black person as their daughter-in-law.

These have nothing to do with racial discrimination.

His father and mother should not forcefully interfere in his love and marriage, let alone his sister, but Zhuo Yang needs to know what they think because they are the people closest to him.

Zhuoyang is now standing in the middle of a scale, in the middle of a balanced scale, not knowing how to choose. Beverly is the pioneer, the woman who satisfies his desire for dominance, and Sun Yumei is the hidden one, the girl who makes his heart beat.

Perhaps the balance of the scales is just because Sun Yumei has not yet revealed her love for Zhuo Yang.

"Get up, Zhuo Yang, go downstairs to eat." Rand walked out of the bathroom after finishing tidying up, and greeted him who was still in a daze.

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"You're back!" As soon as she opened the door to the second-floor apartment, Beverly flew over like a bird and threw herself into her arms.

Zhuoyang pecked her lips twice, and seemed to feel Beverly sticking out her tongue. Then, he looked at Sun Yumei, who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, somewhat unnaturally, and he didn't know what he was feeling guilty about.

Yumei, who was wearing home pajamas, smiled brightly at him, with no trace of jealousy or dissatisfaction at all.

"Hey, do you want me to go out and let you two do something you love to do, so that you can relieve the pain of missing each other? Is two hours enough..." Yu Mei said in Chinese with a smile, but her body did not move at all. mean.

"Go, go, what is a little girl thinking about in a movie? Can you learn something?" Zhuo Yang's old face turned slightly red.

"Who are you, little girl? I'm a month older than you." Yu Mei smiled and talked to Zhuo Yang while stuffing potato chips into her mouth. The potato chip dregs were hanging on the floor, the sofa, and her pajamas. Holding a cup with her, the jade bamboo shoots were exposed on her slender, clean and exquisite bare feet.

During the week when Zhuo Yang was away, Beverly also hid away. Sun Yumei stayed at home leisurely. She just went to the supermarket on the first day to swipe the credit card Zhuo Yang had forced her to push and pushed a full shopping cart. After returning with all kinds of food, she never stepped out of her second-floor home. She was accompanied by endless soap operas on TV.

"Zhuoyang, I miss you." Beverly put her chin on his shoulder and whispered softly in his ear.

"I miss you too, Beverly." Zhuo Yang responded with a smile, then turned her head over and kissed her.

Beverly couldn't help but feel deeply in love, and was about to respond enthusiastically, but unexpectedly...

"Hey, by the way, Yumei, you're just going to eat this all day long? How about that? Let's go, I'll take you two out to eat something good." Zhuo Yang and Sun Yumei started chatting across the living room again, their arms still bent. Hugging Beverly.

"Okay, okay!" Yu Mei immediately jumped up from the sofa, 'Wow--' The oversized bag of potato chips in her arms spilled all over the floor and the sofa. He was stunned for a moment, and then he and Zhuo Yang laughed together.

Beverly is so helpless!

Zhuo Yang's kiss was absent-minded and a little perfunctory. What made her even more awkward was that he spoke Chinese with Rose and Sun Yumei when they met, completely ignoring the confused people around her. The three of them could have communicated in English or French, but they chose to use their mother tongue. Even if the three of them chatted together, the first sentence with Beverly was still in English, and the next sentence was switched to Chinese when facing Zhuo Yang, which was very confusing. nature.

This made Beverly feel like she was the guest, and the two of them were more like the hosts here.

Before, when the eldest sister was at home, everyone always chatted together in English.