Chapter 22 19. The Taste of First Love

Miss Zhaodi is really in love. This is the first time I have watched human love so closely.I found with emotion that this kind of emotion rooted in the reproductive impulse is indeed the most stubborn and persistent force in animals, and even pretentious human beings are inevitably completely controlled by it.Like all animals in the period of love, Miss Zhaodi has undergone obvious changes.She started talking with her throat squeezed, she stopped walking rattly, and her temper became kinder, and she stopped yelling at me at every turn.Her skin became moist, two blushes appeared on her cheeks, and her shiny black hair hung smoothly on her shoulders. Although she was not magically transformed into a beauty, she was indeed much prettier than before.

With the change in appearance, Miss Zhaodi's mind seems to be more delicate.She bought a beautiful notebook, and wrote something mysteriously every night, laughing and sighing, and stared blankly for a while.Out of curiosity, I opened it and took a look. It turned out that it was a journal with Mr. Xingjian, such as what we ate at night, where we went for a walk, and what we talked about.Occasionally there are a few sentences of different lengths, probably poems written by Ms. Zhaodi, nothing more than flowers, dreams, youth, etc., which are nothing new than what humans said when they were in love thousands of years ago.

When I say this, I don't mean to laugh at Miss Zhaodi. On the contrary, I am looking at the love of young people with sincere goodwill—and it is the same for you.No matter where the love comes from or how it ends, what is more important than being able to experience the feeling of love at the age of longing for love?Therefore, in those days, the life of my son Xiaobai and I was also dyed with a touch of brilliant and bright colors. Looking back now, it was indeed the most memorable stable, prosperous, relaxed and happy time in our three lives. Mr. Xing Jian is a person who is very good at arranging his life. They go to the mountains and rivers on weekends, listen to operas and dramas, and occasionally sing and play cards with their friends.Miss Zhaodi was wearing a beautiful long dress, smelling good on her body, looking left and right in front of the mirror, and when Xing Jianjun's phone rang, she picked up her delicate bag and ran out like a gust of wind.

Mr. Xingjian appeared in our room more and more frequently.He is a gentle and quiet person, most of the time he is smiling and listening to Miss Zhaodi's talk. I don't know why, I think he is a bit like a son Xiaobai, and the always shy son Xiaobai is really close to him, and he quickly climbed up. Played like a baby on his lap. Miss Zhaodi was a little worried: "Aren't you annoying?" Mr. Xingjian stroked the young master Xiaobai and said, "I haven't had much contact with animals before, but when I first came to your place, I saw them lying lazily on your bed, relaxed and at ease. All of a sudden, isn’t this the feeling of home I’ve been looking for?”

Miss Zhao's face was a little red. He also said: "I don't have too many ideas, I just want to work hard and have a happy family. When I get home from get off work every day, I see the warm lights, the children running up and shouting, and my father is back... a bit boring. Promising? If you don’t have big ambitions, you’ll be safe if you’re a little rich, which probably means someone like me.” Ms. Zhaodi said: "I used to think that you put your mind on work and didn't have a girlfriend. Later, I found out that you are actually a person who attaches great importance to family. I was a little surprised that you have such good conditions. It is said that many girls would like it..." She looked at Mr. Xing Jian inquiringly.

Mr. Xingjian hesitated for a moment, and said, "Actually, I have always wanted to find a chance to tell you... I had a relationship before, and it lasted for several years. She studied oil painting, and then went to Europe." "Never come back?" "No." "Oh." As if expected, but also as if it was unexpected, Miss Zhaodi responded, as if she still had some doubts, but finally didn't say much. The existence of Xing Jianjun's ex-girlfriend seemed to pass by like a superficial touch, but it caused ripples in Miss Zhaodi's heart.As I said earlier, Miss Zhaodi is actually a very sensitive person, coupled with the peculiar cleanliness of a girl in first love, the impact of this news on her is probably far beyond Xing Jianjun's expectations.She keenly captured Xing Jianjun's twinkling eyes and jerky tone when he spoke, which made her feel even more uncomfortable.On the one hand, Miss Zhaodi wants to ignore the existence of her ex-girlfriend as much as possible, but on the other hand, she can't help but develop a curious pursuit of her.

Consciously or unintentionally, she mentioned Mr. Xingjian's past to Ms. Yiwen, and Ms. Yiwen said carelessly, that's not clear, even if you have been in love, so what, do you still care about this? But Ms. Yiwen was very caring, and soon inquired about the news to report to Ms. Zhaodi.Xing Jianjun's ex-girlfriend is a student of their school's Academy of Fine Arts, and they have been in love for five or six years.Mr. Xingjian graduated for two years first. It is said that during those two years, Mr. Xingjian lived frugally and saved all the money for the girl to go abroad, but the girl never came back after she left.

Miss Yiwen said in a babbling voice: "My husband said that in those years, Xingjian treated her girlfriend with the utmost benevolence. I don't know what that girl thinks. In the future, she will find a man who treats her like Xingjian. There is no second one... Don't be jealous, my husband also said that he can guarantee Xingjian's character. He is the kind of person who is devoted to his wife. He loves you now. It's yours, you should be happy!" Miss Zhaodi was a little disappointed, and said: "It's true. In the past few months, I was dazzled by happiness at first, and then I gradually realized that he is by no means an inexperienced person in love. I'm not afraid of you It's a joke, I'm even a little worried about whether he is a master in this field. Because, for so many days, we haven't had a little quarrel, and nothing he said or did didn't satisfy me at all. Ruyi, too good to be true."

Miss Yiwen giggled, "So, you have to thank her ex-girlfriend for helping you cultivate a good man. Don't worry, my husband said that he promised that Xingjian only had such a relationship after high school. As for Did you have a puppy love before, you don't care about it, do you?" Miss Zhaodi also laughed, "Actually, I also know that he is thirty-two years old, and it is reasonable to have been in love. So although I felt uncomfortable, I didn't say much. But maybe because I didn't say anything, my heart Just sour all the time. Just thinking about how close he was with another girl, I just..."

Miss Yiwen shook her head again and again, "You, you have never been in a relationship before, and you feel that you have suffered a disadvantage if it is not your first love, don't you? Tsk tsk, that's too naive. Are only men who have never been in a relationship good men? " She patted Miss Zhaodi on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Don't look for trouble, cherish it, it's not easy to be simple." Miss Zhaodi thought for a while and nodded. This turmoil—it may not be accurate to say this, because the ripples only arose in Miss Zhaodi’s heart and subsided in her heart—quickly passed, and the relationship between Miss Zhaodi and Mr. Xing Jian was still developing steadily. Spend every weekend together.Their dates gradually became home-related. Sometimes they stayed in the house all day, watching DVDs while making dumplings, and took us for a walk around the campus in the evening.

At that time, Ms. Zhaodi fell in love with cooking. I always thought that she was far away from "ingenuity", but at this time I was surprised to find that Ms. Zhaodi had such a little talent in being a cook.She invited me to taste the stewed Spanish mackerel for the first time, and the taste reminded me of Xiaoyu, whom I hadn’t seen for a long time. Miss Zhao stared at me expectantly, and muttered worriedly, “Is it not done well?” Delicious, why do you stretch your face so long, you dead cat?As he spoke, he gave me a hard look. Mr. Xing Jian seems to enjoy life at home. When Miss Zhaodi is cooking, he will sit on a small stool to peel garlic cloves and potatoes. When he has nothing to do, he will smile and watch Miss Zhaodi busy with his work. I have a deja vu.By the way, Mr. Jieshi used to look at Miss Hengheng like this when she was painting.