Unrequited Love

Luo Zhi's relationship with the wedding has always been complicated.

She has participated in many weddings, and she has seen many couples discussing the details of the wedding repeatedly, and even arguing that the wedding is stranded. The two families are idle for the sake of face.

After so many years of evolution, the wedding has lost the sense of solemn ritual at the beginning. Two people who have received marriage certificates long ago have to stand in front of the emcee and say "I do" in a decent way. It seems to her. Incredible.

Will you really be moved by the three words "I'm willing" that is more than half a year late than Xiaohongben's marriage certificate?

Even her own elder brother and sister-in-law, she is happy and happy, and still full of resistance to the wedding.

I don't know if it was because the first wedding in my life ended in sadness. Although he was young, his memory is still fresh.

When Luoyang called to tell her the date of the wedding, Luo Zhi still bluntly expressed his puzzlement. She always thought that they would wait until Chen Jing graduated with a master's degree before getting a marriage license. She didn't expect that everything after the proposal was going to be broken.

"It doesn't make any difference anyway, I'm married, I feel at ease."

Peace of mind? She thought of Ding Shuijing, so she didn't keep asking.

Luoyang seemed to stretch out on the other side of the phone, and yawned and said, "Fortunately, it is done at home. There are your uncle, aunt and Chen Jing's parents who are tossing at home, so we both save a lot of worry. However, The old man’s vision is really sad. The invitations they choose are all that look particularly festive and ugly. Fortunately, Chen Jing doesn’t care about these things. Since we are the shopkeepers, we are not right with these little ones. Things are crooked."

Luo Zhi laughed: "That's good, worry-free is the best. I know that many people are haggard and thin after a wedding, and they are not as good as you. Anyway, I am very happy for you to get married, congratulations!"

Luoyang changed the subject: "I heard your mother say that you have a boyfriend, so you still don't show it to her? It's okay if you don't show it to her. I have to see where it is sacred, right?"

Luo Zhi heard the secret gurgling sound in his heart again.

Since she was flying home to her hometown to attend the wedding on Friday afternoon, she arranged Tiffany and Jake's courses on Wednesday night.

She stood at the east gate and hired a taxi. When the driver heard the name of the villa area she was going to, he glanced at her with some confusion through the rearview mirror, and it took a while to figure out how to get there.

After the New Year, Zhu Yan quit his two Filipino domestic helpers and began to hire part-time workers to clean the house at noon and at night and cook for the two children. Later, in March, she also resigned the driver, so Luo Zhi used a taxi to commute.

"That’s all, I’ll reimburse you," Zhu Yan said apologetically on the phone at the time, "I rarely stay in Beijing these six months, and it’s useless to keep the driver. But if you have to work hard, it’s more for nothing. Go several times to see if the two of them have gotten into trouble. It is fine to move in on the weekend."

She would rather ask Luo Zhi. Luo Zhi has never seen any of Zhu Yan's friends or relatives appear in the villa to help her take care of her children. Single women migrating around always have such helplessness.

Since the Spring Festival, Luo Zhi has only seen two sides of Zhu Yan. Tiffany said that her mother had been flying between the United States and Singapore, and she and Jake were rarely seen.

"Mom said, we may have to moveon again." Tiffany sat on the sofa and shook his legs. At a young age, when he said this sentence, he didn't give up or worry, as if he was used to it.

Moveon, to a new place, to a new life.

She can only run to see the two children more frequently, taking care of them like a half mother. Luo Zhi sometimes sighed that there was such unreasonable mutual trust between her and Zhu Yan. When she thought of this, she sighed unconsciously.

Luo Zhi took off his shoes in the hallway, and suddenly heard a long-lost "You are coming", raised his head in surprise and saw the young child's mother leaning on the stairs and smiling at her.

Zhu Yan seemed to be thinner again, but because she had cut very neat short hair, showing her slender neck and straight collarbone, she looked more energetic. She was wearing an apron and holding a stack of old English newspapers in her hands, she was a little bit ashamed.

"It's been a long time since I cleaned the room by myself. After doing it all afternoon, it was still messy." She laughed at herself, and said with a strange smile.

"I'm not here to help you with work." Luo Zhi jumped up and declared.

Luo Zhi finished the class for the two children, came down from the stairs, and saw that Zhu Yan was still fighting with the debris in the living room, and he couldn't help laughing.

"It's been a long time since I saw you. I had a chance to come out together last time." Luo Zhi complained.

At the end of April, when the spring was just right, Luo Zhi once brought Tiffany and Jake out to see the cherry blossoms in Yuyuantan together, and was also called Sheng Huainan. The two children finally saw him again after half a year, and they were naturally very happy.

"You were obviously in Beijing at the time," Luo Zhi walked over and sat on the floor of the living room with her, helping to pack all kinds of CDs and books into cardboard boxes. "It's a pity that you can't come if something happens temporarily. I still want to call you out. Look at him."

Luo Zhi said lightly on purpose, but on the other side nervously spied Zhu Yan's reaction when he heard Sheng Huainan.

Zhu Yan looked as usual, working without raising her head.

"What do I think of him," she shrugged, "If I see you and find it is not pleasing to the eye, you will be in a dilemma. On one side is friendship, oh, on the other is love." After speaking, Luo Zhi was sung. Angrily smiled.

"If you don't like it, don't like it. I think you will like him, how good my eyes are."

"Heh." Zhu Yan sneered.

"He also said that next month the weather will be a little hotter, so he will take them to Happy Valley again. Do you want to be together?"

"I'm not going." Zhu Yan shook her head, not noticing Luo Zhi's somewhat complicated expression.

Luo Zhi didn't persuade him anymore, bowed his head quickly to pack and seal the box, and his thoughts slowly returned to Yuyuantan Park in the warm spring breeze.

In fact, there is nothing beautiful, the cherry blossom forest is too scattered to form a continuous beauty that covers the sky and the sun. If you want to say surprises, it's the magnolia blooming on the dry branches.

When he and his two children were having fun, Luo Zhi did not forget to ask Sheng Huainan for an explanation.

"When I asked if you would like to teach the two children, your text message really annoyed me."

"Which text message?" He was busy taking pictures of Jake, pressing the shutter while he said questioningly, so innocent that Luo Zhi almost thought he had remembered the wrong person.

Luo Zhi gritted her teeth and flipped through the text messages in her mobile phone, but there were so many short messages with him that she couldn't bear to delete it, flipping through it, she was submerged in the sweet and warm ocean of the past.

"Forget it," she locked the screen, "can't find it. Anyway, it's a mockery of me for coaxing the kids to ask for money."

"impossible."

"Really!"

Sheng Huainan was silent for a while before slowly saying, "That's because I am too naive. Sometimes I do say some self-righteous things, and use my life to frame others and hurt others without knowing it myself."

Such a serious apology made Luo Zhi a little uncomfortable.

"Forget it, I just remembered it suddenly."

"No," Sheng Huainan looked at her seriously, "For the past six months, I have always wanted to tell you that I see you work, earn money, and work hard to support yourself, and feel more and more ashamed of yourself."

He turned his head to look at the two children standing on tiptoes to sniff the blooming magnolia tree: "What I said is true. Recently, I think this way more and more. In contrast, I don't understand anything. That one."

Luo Zhi stared at Sheng Huainan like this, for a long time he didn't know what to say, his flustered heartbeat seemed to be drumming, and it weakened a while ago, but now he slowly amplifies the volume.

"What do you think about in a daze?"

Luo Zhi returned to his senses: "Huh? No, I just remembered that they went to Yuyuantan that day. They were very happy."

"Is it because of your boyfriend who was in Yuyuantan that day?"

Your boyfriend. It's been almost half a year, and Luo Zhi is still shy when he hears this name.

"Actually," she said hesitantly, "I think it feels a little false that dreams come true. Everything is perfect, but it seems that something is missing. I also think I have changed a lot and started to rely on people. I used to be accustomed to doing things by myself, but now I feel lonely. He is absent, and my heart is empty. Is this good or not? I used to laugh at those couples, but now I understand, stand on the periphery and judge independently Is the simplest thing."

Luo Zhi didn't see the teasing of "Wake up girl in love" on Zhu Yan's face.

"I think it's normal." Zhu Yan was really clueless in organizing things. As she talked, she stuffed a large stack of plastic boxes containing CDs into a box like a puff. , Sealed it with tape severely, then sat down on the cardboard box and looked up at Luo Zhi. The orange wall lamp above her head illuminates her face brightly, and she straightens her legs like a girl, shaking her feet.

Like a girl.

A woman in her thirties is unpretentious and awkward when she does such a move. Luo Zhi suddenly understood the charm of Zhu Yan, just like that picture of her and a strange man, you can't see her age, her past, or her future in her eyes.

It seems that there is always a naivety that has nothing to do with simplicity.

Although it just looks.

Luo Zhi lowered his eyes: "What did you say is normal?"

"Normal means that the fairy tale is over and life begins." Zhu Yan smiled, stood up and walked over, bending down to pinch her face.

"Would you like to can this?" Zhu Yan said as she walked around the messy boxes and the clutter that hadn't had time to gather, she turned into the kitchen and reappeared after a few seconds, before she reached the table. One thing was thrown over and Luo Zhi hurriedly caught it.

A can of cold beer.

"Stop tea?"

"Drinking tea is not cool, and it must be beer, red wine and foreign wine!" Zhu Yan seemed to be tortured crazy by packing, her speech and actions were different from usual.

Luo Zhi felt a lot happier in his heart.

They opened the tab with "pop" and "pop". Luo Zhi heard the sound of Tiffany running upstairs and compared his index finger to his lips: "Don't let the children see us like this."

Zhu Yan shrugged and stretched out her hand to signal Luo Zhi to clink glasses.

"There was a time when they were very young, and I brought my two children to beg for a living. Sometimes they cried, and I even had the urge to take them off the building and die together. It took more than ten years after such a flash. Up."

Zhu Yan shook the beer can in her hand, her eyes bright.

"What did you just say, the fairy tale is over?" Luo Zhi quickly changed the subject.

"Yeah," Zhu Yan raised her head and took a big mouth, shaking her head straight, before she could speak, "Cinderella married the prince, and life began. Fairy tales usually only tell the first half, because children like to watch it. Only big people have to face the story behind."

The sacred love that I looked up to at a young age from one end to the end, the spotless love, in the end is nothing more than a thought that starts and disappears, like other things, nothing special.

Adults themselves are such complicated animals, with dark hearts, entangled relationships, and self-esteem covered in disguise, how can it be possible to brew a feeling without impurities?

She patted the back of Luo Zhi's hand: "Welcome to be an adult."

After drinking one can, Zhu Yanyi was still not exhausted, so she ran to take two cans and handed them to Luo Zhi.

"By the way, your mother knows..."

"I don't know." Luo Zhi answered immediately.

After being silent for a while, they clinked glasses again.

"Really a girl who doesn't listen to her mother." Zhu Yan giggled.

"I didn't know that I was this kind of person who loves to escape. It's not my habit to take one step at a time." Luo Zhi sighed.

"The boat will be straight at the end of the bridge, there will always be a way, as long as you persist."

Luo Zhi suddenly raised his head and looked at her with bright eyes: "Then your persistence, is there a result now?"

Zhu Yan smiled: "What did I insist on?" After a pause, she still nodded: "I'm going to the United States. Marry Shewen."

Luo Zhi groped for the beer can that had been running "cold sweat", a puff of air rushed up from her stomach, rushing to the nasal cavity, and she started to cry.

"Why are you crying?" Zhu Yan was surprised, "Don't you congratulate me?"

"I will miss you."

Luo Zhi wiped his eyes and kicked the cardboard box in the corner: "I will miss you very much."

On Friday, Sheng Huainan sent her on the plane, smiled and kissed her on the forehead at the security checkpoint, and said: "Come back early and be careful on the way."

She nodded, looked at Sheng Huainan's familiar face, and suddenly felt a deep sense of dismay.

Just go back for two days. She didn't know what was going on with the raging emotions, as if life was parting. She lowered her head to cover her hot eyes, and gently squeezed the back of his hand: "Go."