Chapter 11 Love is like a battlefield

This day was full of fun, and I found an old disc "Long Live My Wife" in the Town God's Temple, but I felt depressed like a heavy hammer in my heart from time to time. No, not for the boss or Ah Chen, nor for Shen Cao, but for the mother. I was always a little worried, and hesitated whether I should go home. Anyway, I quit my job and had nothing to do, so it would be better to stay with my mother and support her. But how can an unemployed daughter support her? Therefore he hesitated. For dinner, I chose the Yu Garden, and ordered four cold dishes and four hot dishes, jujube paste cakes and small sweet buns according to the menu of Clinton's visit to China, and drowned my troubles in the food.

I was hesitating whether to discuss with Zijun about going back to Suzhou, but I heard him say, "I'm leaving again tomorrow. This time it's a month. What gift do I bring you?" "What good gift will you have? It's just a floral paper umbrella and glass beads." I snatched him off, but regretted it as soon as I said it, so I hurried to make up for it, pretending to care, "Didn't you say that there will be a holiday soon? Why are you leaving again? " But Zijun was already injured, and he said sullenly, "This time I'm not leading a tour group, but traveling by car. I signed up for a cross-country team to cross the mountain."

"Sacred Mountain? Where is it?" I pretended to be very interested and said, "What's the deal with traveling by car?" "It's very enjoyable, and you have to pass the qualification certification before you can sign up." Zijun immediately became emotional again, and continued to introduce, "Our team members first flew to Xi'an to gather, rented or brought their own off-road jeeps from the Silk Road Depart from the starting point, go through the Mausoleum of the Western Xia Dynasty, the black water of the Red Willow Populus euphratica Desert in Ejina Banner, Inner Mongolia, and then pass through Loulan from Dunhuang, pass Turpan, Tianchi Tianchi, Xixiabangma Peak and Cho Oyu Peak in the Himalayas, and then arrive at Shenshan Gang Rinpo It’s all right, the highest altitude is more than 6,700 meters, and then from Lhasa to Qinghai, Xining, Tianshui, and finally back to Xi’an. All the way through Tibet, Uyghur, Mongolia, Kazak, Yugur, Tu, Lhoba and other ethnic minority areas, it is guaranteed to be possible I have collected various special gifts for you. Tell me, which ethnic minority style do you like the most?"

"Bring me back some fancy Tibetan ornaments." I forced a smile, and said uninterestedly, "Actually, as long as it becomes a commodity, the things of any nationality are the same." "Jinhe, in fact, you never liked the gadgets I gave you, did you?" Zijun said dejectedly, "I never buy gifts to please your heart." I regretted it again, alas, Zijun's emotions were too easy to be inspired, and too easy to be discouraged.Knowing that he is very sensitive, why should I be so picky and difficult to please?So he covered it awkwardly: "Who said that, you don't know how much I like the feeling of receiving gifts. As long as it's a gift, it's fine. After all, what's the difference between a silver photo frame and a glass bead chain?"

Seeing Zijun's face changed drastically, I was so remorseful that I really wanted to bite my tongue off.Hey, it's really self-defeating, why did you tell about the silver photo frame?This is called getting darker and darker. But isn't that what all young women are like -- rushing to suffer for some people, while heartlessly making others suffer for themselves. Although I was heartless, I also felt apologetic, and hurriedly took a chopstick dish for Zijun: "Eat, eat." I don't know how exhausting this meal is. I really don't know how those women who deal with half a dozen boyfriends with different content every day can cope.It is the honey of man, the arsenic of me.

Zijun was still nagging: "I know I'm a rough person, I always can't understand you, I've known you for so many years, but every time you are upset, I still don't know how to make you happy... " I said, "It's not your fault." "But I'm your boyfriend, and it's my responsibility to make you happy..." "I'm not your responsibility." I interrupted him gently again, "Zijun, don't take me as a responsibility, this word sometimes has the same interpretation as a burden." "Burden? What do you mean?" Zijun was at a loss, "But Jinhe, I have never regarded you as a burden. You are so independent and assertive. Even when you have to eat, you insist that I invite you once and you invite me once. How could I Treat you as a burden?"

"I don't mean economically, but..." I was depressed, and decided to talk to Zijun in a simpler way, "We are two different individuals, you have to take care of yourself first, and then take care of me .” "I'm a rough person..." Zijun said with some anger, panting heavily. I smiled wryly: "Yes, the throat is thick, and the arms are also thick." What the hell is going on here?Originally, both Zijun and Shen Cao were very kind to me, but now they are both angry with me, and instead want me to persuade them in a low voice.What is going on here? I began to envy those natural beauties who can order men to shed their blood for them as they please. They can make men laugh or cry with just a word, so that they won't be blamed like me. .

Here, there is such a woman in front of me, the young lady sitting on the table by the window, she is so tall and beautiful, she must be a lucky one, right? Zijun also noticed it, and he said, "Do you know that girl? She's looking at you." "Is it looking at you?" I teased him, "Of course a beauty looks at a handsome guy, what does she look at me for?" But the young lady stood up as if she had made up her mind, and walked towards us.Instead, I was a little nervous and looked at her inexplicably. She was wearing a low-cut evening dress full of beads, and a silk shawl, as if she had just returned from a prom. She swayed when she walked, and she was full of infinite charm just a few steps away.The make-up on the face is very rigorous, in a glamorous way, the long eyebrows fly high and inserted into the temples, the eye shadows are bright and colorful-maybe I am old-fashioned, but it is actually just one color, but because of the shimmer, it turns into seven colors.

I was a little stunned. She stopped in front of me and said, "Excuse me, are you Gu Jinhe? Can I have a word with you?" "Of course, please sit down." I woke up like a dream, but actually fell into the clouds. Zijun looked at us with surprise and great interest.This good guy doesn't care what happens, anyway, as long as something happens, he will be inexplicably excited. There are two kinds of people in this world, those who have stories, and those who read stories.And anyone who is not easy to have a story likes to read other people's stories. The lady in black is obviously a person with a story.

She smiled proudly and luxuriously: "I am DAISY." I nodded and noticed that she introduced herself as "I am DAISY" instead of "My name is DAISY".Usually the person who speaks like this should be a celebrity, and it is taken for granted that the other party should know who DAISY is. But I'm ignorant, and I don't know any star named DAISY who likes to put on such a Cleopatra show. Zijun, a spineless guy, has already handed out his business card in a hurry: "My name is Pei Zijun, a registered tour guide." "Tour guide, a profession that is always on the road, how romantic." Miss Daisy smiled coquettishly, and cast a wink at Zijun.He was dizzy immediately, his eyebrows and eyes were dislocated.

I was secretly angry, and I didn't like this domineering Miss Daisy, so I deliberately responded indifferently: "I'm Gu Jinhe, you already know that." Don't say I'm stingy, just fight for a moment's oral advantage.I don't know the name of this DAISY who may be a celebrity, but she knows my name who is not a celebrity.It's an uncomfortable feeling to be in the dark. At this time, there was a little commotion in the next seat, and then a middle-aged man came over, making a fuss and naively: "Oh, so you are Miss Daisy, no wonder I felt familiar as soon as I walked in the door! You are more beautiful than on TV! I Being able to eat at the same restaurant as DAISY is really, really..." He fumbled around in his pocket, probably wanting to take out a signed notebook, but who would carry a pen and paper with them in this day and age? DAISY is obviously used to such battles, smiled condescendingly, and reminded like an inspiration to elementary school students: "The signature does not have to be written on paper." "Ah, yes, that's right, that's right." So the man started to unbutton his suit again, probably trying to take off the white shirt inside. I laughed, this is really vulgar, this FANS seems to be in his early 40s, and he still wants to imitate the paparazzi and go crazy about star chasing?This is in a public place. Daisy probably felt it too, and reminded again: "This tie is so chic, it's the latest style this year." The old FANS was flattered: "Miss Daisy has such good taste, and she also thinks this tie is good? Yes, yes, why don't you just sign it on the tie." He snorted and tore off the tie all at once, his whole face flushed. I watched DAISY conjure a Parker signature pen out of nowhere, signed his name on the inside of the tie in a fluttering manner, and then returned it with a sweet smile. The whole process was like a play. At this time, I don't think Zijun is so worthless. At least his performance is astonishing as a normal man, and he won't lose his composure like that old fan.But maybe it's because he doesn't know how big DAISY's name is. DAISY, I searched hard for this name in my mind, but I still have no memory. After the disturbance, the old FANS returned to their seats contentedly. Daisy sat down, smiled lightly, and did not express any emotion such as "No way, this kind of thing happens everywhere". From this, it can be seen that she is indeed used to used. I couldn't help but have a little more respect for her. Only then did DAISY officially introduce himself: "I'm a MODEL. I don't go back to China very often. I usually fly everywhere. When I have free time, I mostly stay in London. I like the fog there." I have a score in my heart, but I still don't say it.But my face was hanging down uncontrollably, and I saw that my hands under the table were trembling slightly. Ah Chen said that Shen Cao had another new love, is this the truth? Zijun didn't know it at all, and he was really happy: "So you are an international model, but unfortunately I don't often watch fashion shows, and even if I do, I can't tell who is who on the stage. Maybe I saw you performance." DAISY was a little disappointed that the sensational effect he had caused was not obvious enough, and further said: "Shen Cao and I have been partners for many years, I heard him talk about you...you." Partner for many years?So, I am the new love, but he is the old love? Zijun was even more puzzled: "Cao Shen? Who is this?" I smiled wryly, and tried hard to keep my quarrel calm: "Mr. Shen is a customer of our company." To lose is to lose, and there is no need to compete with her for fame. Daisy seemed quite surprised by my defeat without a fight, and his attitude was obviously relaxed. He smiled and said: "I saw your photo, and I recognized you, so I just came over to chat. I won't bother you two for dinner. It's a pleasure to meet you .” "You're welcome." I shook hands with her, her hand was delicate and soft, with just the right amount of strength, even after letting go for a long time, there was still a kind of warmth attached to the palm of my hand. Basically, her every word and action, her appearance and figure, are all portrayed according to the perfect standard.Some people are born to be God's favorite, and she is. Seeing her completely disappearing outside the door, Zijun was still in shock, and said in disbelief, "I actually shook hands with an international supermodel, hey, this is really a flying affair." Then he turned around and interrogated me, "Who is Shen Cao?" ?Your friend?" After all, this kid isn't too stupid to be dazzled by beauty, but he still has analytical ability to be jealous at this time. I said vaguely, "Do you think I have the ability to be a love rival for an international supermodel?" "That's not for sure." Zijun said honestly, "I don't think she is better than you in any way except for her fame. Your temperament is much better than hers. Her nobility is just pretending, so you naturally have to many." I was moved. Facing such a compliment from my boyfriend, I couldn't justify not being grateful.So imitating DAISY just now, she made a coquettish smile: "Let's go, I'll help you pack your luggage." At Zijun’s residence, I was very careful, folding and folding his clothes when he went out, and kept thinking about what not to leave behind, which made him feel embarrassed: “It’s not the first time I’m going out, I only need an ID card. It’s no big deal if you drop something on your body.” "But this time is different. This time it's not a trip, it's an adventure." I said worriedly, "You have to go so far. You have to drive yourself. You have to climb the mountain. The mountain is very high, and people with heart disease say Maybe you will go into shock in the middle of the mountain..." "I don't have a heart attack." Zijun said strangely, "Jinhe, what's wrong with you? It's not the first time I've signed up for a cross-country team. I've also participated in activities that are more dangerous than this, and Tibet doesn't Far, not as far as Paris. Ms. Daisy flies around every day, so she is much more dangerous than me." Sure enough, he didn't forget the meeting just now, and he also remembered Daisy and... Shen Cao in his heart. Thinking of Shen Cao, I feel stabbing. I threw down the clothes in my hands and stood up. I leaned my head on Zijun's shoulder and said, "But I don't want you to run around like this. It's either a train or an airplane every day. You can't get on the ground. It's always worrying. I don't like your job as a tour guide." Zijun hugged me and said, "When I save enough money, I won't be a tour guide anymore." "What do you do when you're not a tour guide?" "Be the boss, open a travel agency, hire a few young and strong guys, and let them be tour guides." I laughed.If Wu Dalang didn’t have to go to the street to sell cooking cakes, he would think about opening a flour factory. If he grows bigger, his ideal is to build a food group company, and if he grows bigger, he will monopolize the flour production industry...Lovely Zijun, he will always be such a guts People who don't bend.He would never have thought of inventing a time master to travel back and forth into the future. Zijun whispered in my ear: "If you don't want to part with me, don't leave tonight, okay?" "Okay." I readily agreed. On the contrary, Zijun was stunned, paused and said, "It's getting late, I'll take you back." I pointed at him and smiled: "There is no such store in this village, don't regret it." Zijun looked at me with sad eyes: "Jinhe, I already regret it now. But I would rather regret it myself than let you regret it." My tears flowed down suddenly. It turns out that DAISY hurt me more deeply than I imagined. It turns out that Zijun saw this more clearly than I did. It turns out that I love Shen Cao so much that I love him to the point of fear, and I don’t hesitate to use Zijun to help myself. Flee from the thought of loving him. Mom can't compare to He Chenglong, I can't compare to DAISY, mom, both of us, mother and daughter, failed. "Ten years." Zijun murmured, "I have been waiting for you for ten years, thinking every day when you will promise me. Now I know that I have not waited for your heart. But the brocade box, I don't mind, I will continue to wait until you laugh, not cry, give me." His words made my tears flow more violently. "Jinhe, I know I can't deserve you. But I want you to know that in this world, there will be many people who are better than me, or more suitable for you than me, but no one will love you more than me." "Give me some time, Zijun." I finally said, "Give us some time for each other. I know I'm sorry for making you wait for so many years. But I promise you, when you come down from the mountain, I will definitely tell you Your final answer."