Chapter 9 Chapter 9 Promise is a double-edged sword
"Unexpectedly, it was me."
One month before the story began, Meimei appeared at the door of Xiangchuan with a smile on her face. She was wearing a day lily yellow dress that was as bright as a song. The dark wheat-colored skin complements each other.
"Welcome back." Xiangchuan didn't show his shock on his face. At the same time, he also found that behind Meimei, the taxi driver was waiting there with two huge suitcases.
After entering the door, Meimei quickly walked around the downstairs and said, "It hasn't changed much."
"It's the same as usual, it's just..." He still didn't know how to tell her about Mr. Zhu.
"It's just that there is someone living in my room, right?" Meimei's eyes flashed towards him, making him immediately remember the woman who acted like the wind and spoke like a knife.
"Yes, there are people living there now."
"So, where do I live?" The innocence she showed for a moment seemed to be true.After going abroad for more than a year, her sophistication has grown deeper.
"You live in my bedroom." If you must live together, Kagawa can't be biased towards the two of them.
"Could it be that you changed your temper after I left, and you can sleep in the same bed with others?"
"That's not true, I can move to another room."
She suddenly laughed and said, "You don't have to be afraid, I won't force you to do anything. I will never do anything you don't want me to do."
"Thank you for being considerate of me. I'll make room for you right away." Kagawa had to admit that the Meimei today is very different from the Meimei in the past. , it is even more difficult to deal with.
But she said, "I don't live in your room."
Xiangchuan had no choice but to continue to persuade: "You don't need to refuse, there is no inconvenience."
Meimei showed a hint of cunning in her eyes, and said, "Don't worry, I will never rob the room with Mr. Zhu..."
"Ah?" It turned out that everything was under her control, and Kagawa couldn't help marveling secretly.
"Besides, I won't force her to leave." While speaking, Meimei kissed him loudly on the cheek.
Meimei's orange lipstick should have left marks on his face, but he didn't try to wipe it off. He just brought the brand she re-branded on him and made a pot of coffee.
Before Zhu-kun came home from get out of class, Yumimei took a wet wipe and wiped off the trace of lipstick by herself. This is Kagawa's little trick to say.According to Meimei's past personality, if she came back to regain the lost ground and planned to regain her old lover, she would definitely let the lipstick hang conspicuously on his face like this.It is Meimei's habit to start everything early and quickly. Now that she has erased the owner's "brand" by herself, it should be understood that she has voluntarily given up some of her rights to him, or at least she has taken care of it. Mr. Zhu's face.
Mr. Zhu met Meimei, the two embraced warmly, tears streaming down their faces, and Mr. Zhu said: "Aren't you coming back next month? I haven't vacated your room yet."
Xiang Chuan secretly said: But it turns out that I am the only one who is kept in the valley, and the two of them have discussed it long ago.So, he said: "Can you tell me the result of the discussion between the two of you, and what do you plan to do to me? Is it four or six points, or five or five points, is it 'stabbing' or 'destroying flesh and blood'? I So I can prepare kitchen knives and axes for you."
Meimei said to Mr. Zhu: "Look how beautiful he is. Now, he still thinks he is a treasure."
"He is happy to see you come back." In the end, Zhu Junzhai still has a kind heart and gentle words.
Meimei said: "I'm so happy, I'm afraid he won't let me in."
Xiangchuan hurriedly said: "How can I? Even if I move out, I have to keep you."
Meimei quickly recovered her fangs and sharp teeth in front of Mr. Zhu, and said: "It seems that I guessed well, you really want to force me to leave, otherwise, you wouldn't say such words that retreat in order to advance."
He shouted: "Heaven and earth conscience, don't bring such wronged people."
Kagawa finally regained the relaxed tone he used to get along with her in the past.However, his heart was not easy, because he failed to accurately judge the purpose of Meimei's sudden return, and he did not believe that Meimei had given up her rights to him as she showed.
Mr. Zhu came out to smooth things over: "Xiang Chuan is a magnanimous person, not so narrow-minded."
Meimei said: "He was really big and generous, but he was narrow-minded about me."
The three of them finished the initial process of "reminiscing about the past" by bickering with each other. The result of the discussion was that Meimei lived in the middle bedroom on the second floor, between Xiangchuan and Zhukun's bedrooms.
Mr. Zhu asked Meimei: "Didn't you say that you will never wear yellow again? However, this dress is very beautiful."
Meimei said: "I went all over the Queen's Road to buy this suit. Wearing it is to lift my spirits and start a new life."
"Are you serious?"
"This is the truth. I want to give up some things and cultivate some new things." Meimei's gaze avoided the surprised gaze cast by Kagawa.
Mr. Zhu turned his head and asked Xiangchuan: "Meimei has been away for more than a year, and this time when she comes back, what good food did you prepare for her?"
He hurriedly said: "'Farewell Dumplings Yingfeng Noodles', I have already prepared all the ingredients for eating noodles, and I just wait for you to come back and cook."
Although Xiangchuan spoke conveniently, he was very uneasy in his heart.Meimei's day lily yellow dress should be a hint, because this color dress is an unresolved crux of the relationship between the two of them. Now that she specially chooses to appear in this dress, there must be a deep meaning behind it.Meimei is not as simple-minded and straightforward as Mr. Zhu.
He thought that the day lily yellow was just a flash of lightning that Meimei radiated to him. After the strong light passed, there was only one thing he could do, which was to wait patiently for the "thunder" that would hit him later.
However, the surprise brought by Meimei didn't stop here. What surprised him even more was that he found that Meimei actually went to the kitchen herself and helped him with cooking.
She whispered to him: "Please take a good look at me, and see if my current cooking skills are good enough to be a good housewife."
My God, if she had had this interest back then, maybe their relationship would have been very different.Xiangchuan couldn't help but lament the unfathomable nature of nature, because he lived with Meimei for 9 months, and she only went to the kitchen once.
It was last spring, and he had a stomach ulcer attack in the late spring cold, and he lay in bed for three days in a row.Meimei cared for him in every possible way, and specially hired a chef and a nanny to serve him.
Her order to the chef is that as long as there is food available in the market, the family must prepare it; her order to the nanny is that, except for sleeping with him, any request of the master must be satisfied immediately.
Those two people nodded their heads, and worked very hard.This is not because those two people have high moral character, but because Meimei's wages for them are far beyond the normal employment level.
However, no matter how attentive they are, they are two strangers after all, making Kagawa always feel uncomfortable.At the same time, the specialty of the hired chef is that the oil is rich and flavorful, which is really different from his light taste.So, on the third night, Xiangchuan was so hungry that he got out of bed, wrapped himself in cotton pajamas, and walked into the kitchen.
"What's the matter with you?" Meimei was still working in the study, and when she saw him going downstairs, she rushed over.
"I'm hungry."
Meimei said: "Don't move, I asked the chef to prepare a supper, and I will serve it to you now."
"I don't eat what he makes, it's horrible."
Meimei looked sad for a while, and said: "Then what should I do? Now the restaurants are also closed."
"I want to do it myself."
Kagawa opened the refrigerator door, but found that it was filled with all kinds of vulgar food by the cook, so he had to close the refrigerator in disgust.
Meimei said: "How about this, you sit in the restaurant and direct, let me cook you a meal."
Xiangchuan was a little overwhelmed for a while, but he couldn't help being moved in his heart.He knew that Meimei hated the kitchen far more than she hated perjury, but the pain in his stomach really made him unbearable, so he said, "Just make a bowl of pimple soup."
In the basin were green clams that the cook kept there.Make a bowl of green clam soup and sprinkle a few green chives at the end, it should suit his burning stomach.
Through the short blue cotton curtain on the kitchen door, he said to Meimei inside: "You take a bowl, fill it with half a bowl of flour, and take another small bowl, beat an egg in it, and then stir uniform."
"Look, does it look like this?" After a while, Meimei lifted the door curtain and came out with a bowl, which contained a ball of pale yellow batter.
Xiang Chuan shook her head and had to ask her to do it all over again, saying, "Don't put the egg liquid into the flour so quickly."
The procedure just now was done again, and then Xiangchuan said: "Now wash the clams, you need to use cold water. After washing, put it aside, and then sit two soup pots on the stove, and put two bowls of water in each pot."
"Okay." Meimei called from inside, her voice was calm.
"Now you add the egg wash to the flour little by little while stirring the flour, and little gnocchi naturally form."
"It's really a bump." Meimei's voice was full of surprise.
"Now sprinkle the gnocchi evenly in the boiling water pot, turn off the heat after boiling, then you go to cut a small piece of chives, and then take a small bowl, put the seasoning in it, including salt, chicken essence, a drop of sesame oil, two A drop of white soy sauce and three drops of rice wine."
Judging from the voices coming from the kitchen, Meimei must be in a hurry at the moment: there was a clang, the kitchen knife must have fallen to the ground; there was a short scream, she must have been scalded by a hot pan...
For this reason, Xiangchuan secretly made up his mind that no matter how ugly or unpalatable the food she brings out is, as long as it can be delivered to him smoothly, he must eat it deliciously, sweetly and deliciously, and it is not in vain that Meimei suffers so much for him. big sin.
"It's all ready." Meimei yelled.
"Now turn off the heat to boil the gnocchi, and put the clams in another pot of boiling water."
With a bang, the fire was turned off; with a bang, the green clams went into the pot.
Xiang Chuan shouted: "Turn off the fire after counting to 5, then use a strainer to scoop the lumps into the clam pot, add seasonings and shallots."
A bowl of hot clam soup was brought out. "How about a taste." Meimei sweated profusely.
The soup is very delicious, and the clam meat is extremely tender, which is no worse than Kagawa's own craftsmanship.It's just that the roll cook doesn't understand seafood, and there is no salt in the water for raising green clams, so there is still a lot of fine sand left in the green clams, which are all wrapped in the gnocchi at this moment, like a thin layer of broken glass.
Meimei asked, "Is it delicious?"
"tasty."
She asked again: "But why use two pots? Wouldn't it be more convenient to put the green clams in the pot that boiled the pimples?"
"Flour has been mixed into the boiling water, and the soup is not clear."
"I see." She nodded yes.
Meimei should have some future in cooking, and she belongs to the kind that children can teach, even though she regards scallions as chives.Thinking in his heart, Xiangchuan ate a bowl full of pimple soup.
Although the fine sand spit out by the green clam was rattling between his teeth, he still asked, "Do you still want to do it yourself tomorrow?"
"I won't do it even if you beat me to death. This is much harder than going to court." Meimei retorted in a tone full of joy.
"Actually, you are very talented in cooking." This is not entirely a compliment, he has always believed that any intelligent person can discover his richer creative talents in the kitchen.
"My talent lies in litigating to earn money for you to spend." Meimei's eyes burst into tears, presumably because she was moved by her own words and actions.
Xiangchuan said, "I would rather you earn less money."
Meimei wiped away her tears and said, "I can earn less money, or I can happily go out to the kitchen every day, but..."
"Please, don't mention marriage." Xiangchuan found himself bound by Meimei's noose again.
"Do you really hate marrying me so much?"
"If you were just an ordinary, pitiable woman who did housework and was not skilled but could cook two dishes and one soup for every meal, our marriage would not have so many worries. Perhaps, now that my son is It’s time to run around.” Splicing half-serious words and half-jokes together, this is one of Kagawa’s most tactful rejection methods.
Meimei asked sternly: "Then tell me, what kind of 'me' are you going to marry?"
"It goes without saying, 'A pair of scissors on the kang, a shovel under the stove', this is the traditional virtue of Chinese women." Xiangchuan continued his joke.
"If I learn how to cook and I am willing to cook..."
"We'll get married right away."
On the one hand, Xiangchuan does not believe that Meimei will seriously learn to be a housewife, on the other hand, he does not really cannot tolerate marrying Meimei.He really loves this woman and is even willing to make all sacrifices for her.
He hesitated because marriage was different from sacrifice.Sacrifice is only a temporary event, but marriage is a lifetime. The two are completely different sacrifices.
"That's what you said. If I learn to cook, you will marry me." Meimei is a good lawyer, and immediately turned his joke into a verbal agreement.
However, during the last two months of their cohabitation, Meimei never went to the kitchen again.
Chance is an unpredictable thing.It was only at this time that Xiangchuan discovered that the culinary skills that Meimei showed after her return had successfully transformed the bowl of green clam soup a year ago into an opportunity with practical significance.At this moment, the promise that started as a joke but ended with a verbal agreement is now silently asking him to fulfill it.
He suddenly realized that it was no wonder that when the ancients agreed to the request of the other party, they always said "here" sincerely, which turned out to be a promise with clear content and clear facts.Now, if he breaks his word, and pretends to be crazy and fools his promises, he will fall to the same level as those immoral modern people he always criticizes; Moral tradition, agreed to marry Meimei, but where should Mr. Zhu be placed?
Just because a man promises a thousand gold, so, it is even more impossible to promise lightly.He didn't know what to do with himself.
However, a promise is a promise.Kagawa knew that unless he turned himself into a bastard who didn't keep his word, or Meimei gave up on her own initiative, he had no reason to evade his promise.
In addition to this, there should be a danger - did he make any similar promises to Mr. Zhu?Kagawa realized that he really should review his past life.
Mr. Zhu got the news that Meimei planned to return to the local area a week ago.The reason why she didn't tell Kagawa about it was because her heart was full of contradictions and pain.
Mr. Zhu knew very well in his heart that Meimei's return only meant one thing—she would take back everything that belonged to her.
Meimei explained to her in emails and phone calls, saying that the reason why she returned to her home in Kagawa was only because she had no place to live in the local area. If Mr. Zhu felt inconvenient, she could rent another house and so on.As for Kagawa, Meimei's tone is firm: "What I have given up, I will never pick up again."
However, Mr. Zhu believes that Meimei does not even know the purpose of coming back, but she clearly understands the temperament of this old friend. Whether it is on the conscious level or the subconscious level, Meimei has never given up on anything in her life. Stuff—whether it's something she likes or something she hates.Past experience tells Mr. Zhu that for things she likes, even if they change hands several times, Meimei can always control them in the end; and for things she hates, she will often hold on to them until they are destroyed in her hands.
In a realistic sense, Kagawa is the object she wants to take back, and Take-kun should be the "dislike" she hates. "But, she will never hurt me." Mr. Zhu said to himself. "Aside from her parents, I'm her longest lasting friend."
However, the premise of Meimei's refusal to hurt her is very likely that she should give up Kagawa voluntarily.Mr. Zhu is even less sure about whether he can do this.
It's not that she is unsure of Meimei's ability to achieve her goals, but she is unsure of herself.She did not dare to say that she had the courage to endure the pain of leaving Kagawa, even though Kagawa had never explicitly expressed "love" to her.
"I haven't expressed love to him myself." Mr. Zhu said to himself, only feeling burning in his heart, burning lips and tongue.
So her thoughts fell into deeper pain.Her relationship with Kagawa began with mutual use—it was clearly written in the cohabitation agreement she insisted on signing; The harmony between good people who care more about themselves than others; in the end, in the enduring warmth and concern, Mr. Zhu has a one-sided love.
The reason why this relationship is said to be one-sided is because Mr. Zhu does not want to take the touches that Kagawa often performs that catch her off guard as a confession of love.Only a truly frank, face-to-face, Western-style courtship when the time is ripe, preferably kneeling on one knee, is the most appropriate love confession that Zhu Jun believes in.
In her opinion, Kagawa is such a person: he has a double depth of emotion, and the superficial layer is the kind of impulse to show in front of beauty or special taste, which is probably the same for every girl who lives with him. On the other hand, he has deep emotions that are as quiet as stagnant water. To arouse this emotion, the difficulty is no less than her pursuit of the "white lotus".After more than a year of cohabitation and nearly two years of acquaintance, Mr. Zhu didn't think that Xiangchuan's deep feelings had been aroused, but she also never believed that after such a long "husband and wife"-like warm and considerate life, his heart It will be nothing.
Thinking back carefully, Kagawa did not have any real enthusiasm for her. Without his response, Zhu Jun himself would not have developed such a strong love for him, so that her hysteria also retreated step by step in front of true love. .In the past six months, she has returned to a nearly normal state, and her condition has only had a few mild attacks.
The difference between all these is the little party that Xiangchuan specially held for her shortly after the Spring Festival.
It was the day after the Lantern Festival, and it was still in the small building in Xiangchuan, the same as the party held for Meimei on the sixteenth day of the first lunar month last year.Half of the guests are antique dealers, and the other half are Zhu Jun's colleagues at the university.The experience of the businessmen and the knowledge of the professors justly became the important factors to attract each other, so this small gathering quickly turned into a lively seminar with an astonishingly wide range of topics.
Mr. Zhu's headmaster also came that day, with a beautiful girl young enough to be his daughter.However, in Mr. Zhu's view, she only has a beautiful appearance. Apart from that, there is nothing else about her that can leave people with memories.
Although Mr. Zhu sent invitations to his colleagues before the winter vacation, he did not invite the dean, but the dean called her himself and asked, "Why didn't you invite me? I care about you just like everyone else." .”
So, the dean appeared at Kagawa's home that day, and with his seemingly natural charm, he quickly attracted the antique dealers around him.
Leaning on a Chippendale-style soft chair, holding a cigarette in one hand and waving it with the other, he casually gave a joke-like lecture to the businessmen.If you must use a topic to explain the content, when Mr. Zhu relayed it to Kagawa at night, he named the topic of this lecture "Classification and Deconstruction of Postmodern Lover Relationship".
The lecture was warmly welcomed by the antique dealers for the simple reason that, like most rich people, lovers are an important part of their lives, and a merchant without a lover would be considered a strange thing.
However, Mr. Zhu's colleagues who are well-versed in both Chinese and Western cultures did not go to support the dean. They gathered in the study room, and under the guidance of Kagawa, they were admiring all kinds of precious antiques brought by the antique dealers.
This is a tradition in Kagawa's first month gatherings. Antique dealers always bring their most precious not-for-sale items from their personal collections during the year as entertainment for other guests, and Kagawa rewards them with great buying potential. new friends.
At the party held for Meimei last year, the antique dealers took out their own treasures to show off after dinner, just like "Lintong Fighting Treasures". Interest in antiques is booming.Later, William told her that not only the lawyers who attended the meeting that day became regular visitors to Antique Street, but they also brought a large number of plaintiffs and defendants who were very rich. "Maybe, a considerable part of your lost state assets was spent on the antique street." William concluded afterwards.
Today, William neither listened to the dean's eclectic theories, nor stayed by his husband's side to gain knowledge as usual, but followed the hostess every step of the way, acting as a housekeeper.And the girl who came with the dean, followed him every step of the way, obviously she was very interested in William.
Mr. Zhu said to him: "Go and play, I can take care of it by myself."
But he said: "I came here today to serve as a 'servant' for your old man. When you see my attire, you should understand what I mean."
As expected, he didn't wear brocades today, but specially wore a gray cotton gown, white socks and blue shoes.
"You are a guest, how can I let you do this?" Mr. Zhu felt sorry, not just because William took up the job of a servant in her home.
"Being able to serve you is like carrying the palanquin for the Buddha. It's not a burden, it's a blessing." William wasn't just saying polite words, but the girl behind him turned her mouth to her ears.
Mr. Zhu understood that he was using his glib tongue to cover up the bitterness in his heart. After all, he had expressed his love to her many times before, but she politely declined them all.Unexpectedly, instead of being annoyed, William quickly transformed into a sincere and touching friendship in their relationship.He once said to her: "You can refuse to be my wife, but you cannot refuse me to be your servant."
She had no choice but to say: "Why do you have to suffer? If you like Chinese girls, they are everywhere on the street. There is a lot of choice!"
But he said: "It's only blaming me for being unlucky, I can't blame others. So, whether it's my husband, or your wife, please don't hurt my broken heart anymore, just let me do something for you."
Since then, Mr. Zhu met with William occasionally, just to chat, eat and drink tea, and sometimes Kagawa condescended to come together, but most of the time she met William alone.In what Kagawa said to her, you should go out and relax more. After Meimei leaves, you have no friends, and it's time to make new friends.
The dean's lecture in the living room was obviously highly sought after by the antique dealers, and the response was extremely enthusiastic, with bursts of laughter, cheers and applause; on the contrary, the study seemed quiet, with many doctors and professors Heads crowded together.Although it is an appreciation of antiques, it should not have such an atmosphere of conspiracy.
William must have noticed the look of doubt on her face, so he took the teapot to the study and served a round of tea, and came back and said to her: "There is nothing to worry about, my husband is telling them the '5 minutes to get rich' technique." where."
"What?" Mr. Zhu didn't understand.
"It's the '5-minute fortune-making technique'. It's the technique of discovering valuable antiques on the antique street, appraising and criticizing things, bargaining, and finally closing the deal at an extremely low price."
"Who are those people interested in listening to this?" Mr. Zhu knew what happened to her colleagues with eyes above the top.
William shook his head and said, "My teacher is a master at telling stories, besides, they can't help but believe in the hard facts."
"But they're not interested in these things!"
"Greed and extravagance are the common shortcomings of human beings. Not only businessmen and lawyers are greedy for money, but professors are also greedy. If you don't believe me, go to the school tomorrow to take a look, and I guarantee that they will surround you in groups and ask you to ask Kagawa to help them. Antique investment."
"I don't believe your nonsense." Only with William, Mr. Zhu would have such a relaxed mood and conversation.
"If you don't believe me, let's make a bet."
"What kind of girl? How ugly."
"Okay, let's not talk about the girls. Let's make a bet?" William's eyes lit up for some reason.It was only later that Mr. Zhu realized that the British were naturally fond of gambling, and their addiction to gambling was second only to the Chinese.
In the end, the two agreed that if Mr. Zhu wins, William will find a set of textbooks for her to use for her lectures on old lithographed erotic paintings by Chen Laolian; if Mr. Zhu wins, Mr. Zhu will knit a sweater with complicated patterns for him .
Sure enough, William was right. As soon as school started after the winter vacation, Mr. Zhu was surrounded by colleagues in the office and asked her to introduce reliable antique dealers.However, before that, William sent over the bet he did not lose, that is, the old set of erotic paintings.
At this point in the party, everything went very smoothly. Everyone found what they needed and were interested in, and the atmosphere was so warm that they couldn't forget to leave.
After midnight, the dean was the first to leave.Unexpectedly, when he was surrounded by the crowd and sent to the door, when he shook hands with Kagawa to say goodbye, he said something amazing.
Since Mr. Zhu first fell ill in front of the dean half a year ago, she has been avoiding meeting him alone.Although her condition is stabilizing now, she is still apprehensive of the dean's stroking voice and sexually suggestive academic language.This time the dean came to the party, she had been treating him as an ordinary guest, being considerate and courteous without giving him a chance to talk to her alone.
Sending the dean out, she followed Xiang Chuan and simply nodded her head as a salute. She didn't want to, but the dean took Xiang Chuan's hand and asked almost rudely: "Mr. Zhu is a good girl, and she is not young. I don't know what you plan to do with her?"
Just as Zhu Jun was about to speak to stop the dean's words, he was stopped by his sharp eyes.He continued: "For you, I have heard about you for a long time. Your teacher and the curator of your museum are both my alumni. I know that you are a young man with special talents, so I think it is necessary for me to speak for my student. You said something awkward."
Kagawa smiled and said, "Please give me your advice."
The dean said: "I don't dare to give advice, I'm just worried for Mr. Zhu, and I'm afraid that she will end up with nothing like your other girls."
Xiangchuan was still laughing, and said: "You worry too much."
The dean pressed him step by step with joking words: "So, when will you marry my student?"
Everyone heard the interesting part of the conversation, and laughed together, urging Kagawa to reply immediately.
Xiangchuan said: "Although you are not my father-in-law, I can understand your kindness."
"When will you get married?" Everyone laughed.
"I will definitely get married, with Zhu-kun." Xiang Chuan gave a precise and forceful answer, which immediately swept away the excitement of the crowd.
The dean stretched out a thin white finger, lightly touched Xiangchuan's chest, and said: "A gentleman keeps his word."
William tapped the nails and turned his feet: "A man speaks like nails."
Xiangchuan didn't pay attention to what they said behind, but turned around and hugged Mr. Zhu to his chest, and whispered to her: "If I want to marry you, you have to be willing."
For the next whole spring, Zhu-kun has been repeatedly studying this sentence that Kagawa told her.
"If I want to marry you".From a rhetorical point of view, this is a typical hypothetical sentence pattern, an omitted hypothetical premise, and the complete sentence should be "If I want to marry you as my wife".The constraint of the conjunction "if" on this phrase limits the will of "I" within an uncertain semantic range, so this will can be a real goal, a pure hypothesis, or a goal. And the self-examination that has not yet been finalized, or the declarative question without interrogative words that has both goals and decisions but faces obstacles.
For Kagawa's hypothetical statement, she had no right to be angry or express dissatisfaction.After all, they just lived together without talking about marriage, similar to close neighbors who share a house and have physical contact. The responsibilities and obligations are clearly written in the text of the "Cohabitation Agreement". If she has additional requirements, such as "Love" needs to be negotiated by both parties. She has no reasons or arguments to coerce and force Kagawa in this matter.
"If I want to marry you".She simplifies the semantics of this phrase and comes up with a declarative sentence "I marry you". However, to Mr. Zhu's pain, a monosyllabic word "think" that cannot be ignored has been added to these three words. Sandwiched between her and Kagawa, the act of "marrying" shrinks back into a wish that requires hard work to be realized, or the subject intentionally stays on the wish.
If we examine the whole sentence completely from the perspective of pragmatics, the conclusion should be "If... want to..., you have to...." Therefore, all the ominous meanings in it will be exposed, because it The fictitious elements shown and the hesitant intentions should be said to be a disastrous denial of Mr. Zhu's private expectations.
"No, that's right, so you should leave him immediately." Like a caged wolf, William kept circling around the Moxiang Hall, reporting for Mr. Zhu who came to confide his inner pain. uneven.
Mr. Zhu said: "He has always been so considerate to me, caring about the subtleties from emotions to life, which really makes it difficult for me to draw conclusions."
"Don't you suspect that it was just a slip of the tongue that he said this?" William was very angry.
"I just think that we can't judge Xiangchuan as 'guilty' based on this sentence alone." Mr. Zhu still couldn't help defending Xiangchuan.
"Don't you think I'm trying to provoke the relationship between your husband and wife?" William shouted.Apparently he felt his friendship had been misrepresented.
Mr. Zhu quickly changed his explanation.In order to appease William's rage, the rest of the conversation focused on proving her friendship to William, ignoring her reason for coming.
In fact, on the night when Xiang Chuan said that sentence, Mr. Zhu carefully asked him to verify his true meaning after the guests dispersed.
Kagawa didn't seem to realize at the time that his sentence "If I want to get together with you, you have to do it yourself" would have such a big impact on Mr. Zhu.
After seeing off the last batch of guests, Xiang Chuan pulled Zhu Jun to stand in the courtyard and admire the full moon.
In fact, at this time, Zhu-kun has not doubted the deep meaning of that sentence, but is immersed in the joy brought to her by Kagawa's promise of "I will definitely marry with Zhu-kun" to the dean.
Although this is not a formal proposal, it is after all an announcement to all my friends that they will get married.She really thought so at the time, so she felt happy, and found that the unexpected attendance of the dean this time, and his almost rude questioning of Kagawa, all had a profound supernatural meaning, if explained by Kagawa's concept, This should be an "opportunity", an opportunity that can cause a turning point in her life.
At that time, Xiangchuan was in a good mood, and said to her: "If William was here, he would have a saying to describe this scene." His hand took Zhu Jun's hand, and the two stood there looking up, like a pair of innocent juvenile.
Mr. Zhu responded to Xiang Chuan's topic, and said: "He can't help but say 'fifteen is not round and sixteen round'."
However, Kagawa laughed and said, "According to his 'dog's head on the sheep' way of speaking, it should be said that 'a confidant in the sea is like a neighbor in the world', and he is complacent about the ingenuity of this quotation."
Mr. Zhu also smiled happily, saying: "He is an interesting and good man."
"In order for us to get married, he has worked so hard in the past six months." Xiang Chuan suddenly took the initiative to change the topic to marriage, which caught Mr. Zhu off guard.
"His understanding of friendship is different from that of Chinese people, but he is a true friend." Mr. Zhu skillfully promoted this topic, making it move in a warm and touching direction.
Kagawa said: "Yes, he can be regarded as a friend. But my most precious friend is you..."
"There is also Meimei." As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Mr. Zhu wanted to bite himself.
"Yes, Meimei is also our good friend." However, the initiative of the topic was transferred back to Kagawa.
"If you get married, will you please be beautiful?" Mr. Zhu used a trap without a subject to try his best to redeem the lost opportunity.
"When I get married? Of course I will, as well as William and your dean." Xiangchuan answered simply.
The heavy snow that night fell suddenly, without any warning in advance, and there was no forecast from the meteorological station. It was as if the gods cheered for Kagawa’s temporary marriage promise. on, body.
然而，到了第二天雪后初晴，竹君在香川的四柱大床上被清晨的阳光刺痛了眼睛时，这才猛然意识到，对应她昨晚的问话中故意没有使用的主语，香川在对婚礼的陈述中，也省略掉了宾语。也就是说，他陈述的结婚对像仍然是个可被无数次转换和替代的人物符号，而非确切无疑地指定为她——许竹君。
她伸手一摸，身边没有人，于是，她便失去了与香川结识以来最好的一次求证机会——从昨晚直至今晨。
美美回来的头几天，一直在四处会朋友，并未急于找工作。她对香川道：“工作的事嘛，等我把事务所安排好再说吧，先休息些日子。”其实她一直在等待香川来询问她对未来生活的安排。
香川问：“你在外边疯了一年多，还有心思回到原来的事务所吗？”
“他们倒是有这个愿望，也向我正式发出了邀请，但是，我准备自己开办一家事务所。”她并不打算对他讲自己在国外的情况，甚至有些畏惧他来问起那段令人烦心的经历。
香川又问：“开一家律师事务所花费少不了吧？”
“是呀！但'出得多，赢得多'。”
“你有什么具体的规划？”
对这句话她早有准备，因为，从这个话题里边，不单可以探明香川对她是否仍然关心，而且她还能够了解到更多的信息，比如他与竹君的感情的真实程度。
于是，她当即对他详细地解释了自己的计划。开律师事务所，首要的问题当然是合作伙伴，“即使是开办一家小型事务所，至少也得三名律师，这样可以保证业务的来源，至于说是作为合伙人，还是合作，或者雇用，要看资金情况和律师的业务能力；另外，每位律师至少还需要一名学法律出身的办事员；事务所需要一位接待秘书……。”
“人是不是太多了？”香川有些担心。
“越是小事务所，业务成本就越高。另外还需要租办公室，装修，买办公设备……。”
“这需要很大一笔投资。”香川明显地替她担忧。
“当老板哪有容易的？要想开业，怎么着也得投入100。”她说的100是一百万元人民币。
香川沉吟半天，问：“办公地点选好了么？”
“律师一条街。”讲出这句话的时候，她留心观察香川的反应。
随着本地经济活动的繁荣，法律事业发展极快，就在香川家附近的一条街上，在几十幢旧殖民地时代的别墅里集中了上百家法律事务所。
香川终于笑道：“这是件好事，你可以步行回家吃午饭了。”
美美故作嗔怪道：“难道你还要把我留在你家里吗？”
香川道：“我从没想过你会搬出去。过几天，我可以让人把客厅改造成书房，这样以来，楼下就有了两间书房，你和竹君一人一间，倒也省得'人脑袋打出狗脑袋'来。”
用玩笑话来冲淡严肃的话题，是香川最擅长的和稀泥的方法。不过，美美可不想让他就这么轻易过关，便道：“我有什么资格占用一大间书房？再者说，我占了客厅，把你放在哪？我不要。”
香川软语商量：“把我放哪都成，实在不行可以钉颗钉子挂起来。我只希望你能留下来，我们大家一起踏踏实实地过小日子。”
美美终于被他逗笑了，道：“你也别耍活宝了，我就在卧室里办公。”
“那间房子比较小，外边又档了棵树，阳光不充分。不如这样，你用楼下的书房，让竹君到她的大卧室里去备课。”
“你说的是真的？”美美的探询终于有了结果。香川把竹君赶上楼去，而让她独享书房，这其中有个内外远近之别——给她的工作条件比竹君要好，只因为她现在是个需要客气对待的外人。
除去准备与香川的正面交锋，美美在回来的头几天里还做了一件事，她去找威廉长谈了一次。
那天美美刚刚走进墨香堂，威廉便一蹦三尺高，兜头一揖作到地，口中道：“您是贵人踏贱地，小店从此'光芒万丈照四方'，我的前师母哇！”
“狗嘴里吐不出象牙来。”美美与威廉以往虽互不欣赏，但也熟不拘礼。
不想，听了她这话，威廉立刻从长衫衣袖里摸出个小本本，口中边念边写，记下了“狗嘴里吐不出象牙来”这句俗语，然后问：“这里边的意思是不是说'不是好人就不会说好话'？”
美美一向认为，她和威廉两个人一个是天生精怪，一个是自学成魔，每次见面，总是要先斗上半个小时的嘴。以往的交锋，双方互有胜负，便越发地激起了各自的好胜斗勇之心，常常是在没有任何正经事的情况下，两个人只是为了训练辩驳之能，或是逞口舌之快，便特地约下时间地点，来一场恶战。每当他们两个在家中开战时，香川便径自找些乐事哄着自己到僻静处去玩，对他们既不干涉，也不评判，用他的话说，“你们这是闲得难受，斗嘴消化食呀。”
今天美美来此，俩人照例“十八般兵刃”施展开来，斗了30分钟，这才消停下来品茶谈正事。
美美今天来找威廉的目的与香川有关，她想从他这里弄清楚，在她出门的这一年多里香川的经济状况，也好选择下一步的手段。
“我那先生是个怎样的人，您老人家还不知道？”威廉提起他先生，话语便如同黄河决堤。“他不到'穷'得没钱买龙虾吃了，决不登我的门。这不，已经一个多月没来了，我估摸着，最迟下周，他就该来电话了。”
“他每次到你这儿能弄到多少？”美美虽不想问得咄咄逼人，但惯常的语气一时半会儿又改不过来。
“这得看市面上的生意好赖，通常能闹个一两万吧。”威廉也恢复到正经商人模样。
“你能不能断了他的这条财路？”美美故意语出惊人。
“为什么？那可是我的先生，是带我入行的师傅。常言道：'一日为师，终生为父'，我岂能丢了自己'忠孝节悌礼义廉耻'的好名声，干这等损人不利己的坏事？”威廉的大惊失色戏剧成分极大。
“其实，我要让你做的事，不会损伤你的道德。”
“但不能伤害我师傅。”威廉很有原则的样子。
“如果不小心伤害到竹君呢？”美美故意激怒他。
“那么，你就是我的敌人。”威廉反而笑了。
事后回想起来，美美发觉，通过这次谈话，她对威廉的认识又深了一层。她认为，虽然他那一嘴半通不通的汉语常常引人发笑，但他对汉文化传统旧道德的了解和崇敬却远远地超出了许多现代中国同胞。
要说服威廉参与到她的计划中来，她原本并无把握。但是，在这件事上，她有两个自认为可靠的依据支持她的行动：首先，她相信威廉虽然嘴上对香川恭维得热闹，其实在内心深处并不赞同香川的人生态度，出他一点洋相，威廉应该也同样开心；另外一点是，威廉从不隐瞒他对竹君的迷恋与同情，这件事对竹君可能产生的有利结果，也应该能促使他参与到这桩计谋中来。
经过了反复细致的思想工作，威廉终于道：“我可以支持你，不管是为了竹君，还是为了你，或者是为了我先生，反正你们是'三位一体'，也就这么回事。”
要改造自己的生活，首先得改造香川的生活。美美相信自己是个有办法的人。
美美认为，促使她下决心对香川动手的，不是香川本人，也不是竹君，甚至不是她自己，而是一股莫名其妙的力量，或者说是潜意识的冲动。就像她与香川刚开始交往的时候一样，她根本就没有弄清楚对方的心意，也没有弄清楚自己的心意，所有的聪明才智一下子全部离她而去，就让她这么糊里糊涂地误入情网之中。
到了这次回来，与香川重温旧事的时候，她仍然认为，她对香川的爱情属于非理智的范畴，是完全彻底的糊涂，但是，这并不妨碍她认清自己真实的感受——她至今仍然爱着香川。这一切原本就用不着找寻任何理由，也不怕任何外在的或是时间的损害。
糊涂也有糊涂的尊严，她对自己笑道。
其实，在与香川相交之初，她原以为自己非常清醒，一点也不糊涂。就在他们第一次相遇之后，为了让香川养病住进县城招待所时，她觉得自己对感情的认知清楚得很，甚至太清醒了，以至于险些错过了她人生中的这件重大的“幸事”。
“一朝误入情网，沈腰潘鬓消磨。”第二天醒来，香川在床上拥着招待所的脏被子，大肆篡改古人佳句。
美美虽然对古诗词并不在行，但也能听出来他这是在调情，便放下装满鱼汤的大瓦盆，给了他一巴掌，道：“你是'灾星才脱，色心又起'，还不赶紧起来刷牙、洗脸、吃饭。”
“冤枉啊！”香川朝她伸出双臂，很像是可怜人无助的申诉，却又像是要与她拥抱。
美美灵巧地一转身，从他的双臂间摆脱出来。她不想在玩笑的气氛下与他接触，尽管她已经偷偷地拥抱过他，是在他一无所知的情况下，而且距离现在还没超过48小时。
前天夜里的暴雨来得非常突然。当时香川正在船中摇头晃脑地唱他那难听的曲子，曲词听起来倒不难懂，叫什么《风雨归舟》的。他刚唱到“……唤童儿，放花篮，收拾起蓑衣和鱼杆；一半鱼儿在卤水里煮，一半在那长街换酒钱。”
当他那个“钱”字的甩腔还没使完，就仿佛有那坏脾气的听众迎头给他们泼下来一盆脏水——暴雨来了，天空也在一瞬间漆黑如墨，甚至让她无法看清对面香川的身影。
“快把雨衣穿上。”黑暗中，香川的声音嘶哑得厉害。从昨天开始，他便已经显露出感冒的征兆。
此时美美也后悔不该让他唱这段毁嗓子又招风雨的调调，于是她也大叫：“别瞎操心啦，你也把雨衣穿上吧，淋病了又给我添麻烦。”
说话间，她抖开雨衣。后来的事情发生得太快，以至于让她来不及反应。就在她刚刚把雨衣抖到最舒展的时候，一阵狂风横向里朝他们扑来，把雨衣吹得如同鼓起的帆，带得小船猛地一晃，如果她没有及时抓住船舷，必定会失去平衡，跌入深过百米的水库中。
这时，香川从船头向她摸了过来，终于抓住她的手臂，高声问：“你没事吧？”
“雨衣给吹跑啦。”
他没再说话，便松开了手。不一会儿，他又回到她身边，用一件雨披把她牢牢地包裹起来，并在她耳边叫道：“把船停在这里不要动，我这就回来。”美美一时没有听明白他的意思，却突然感觉小船一晃，身侧一声水响。原来香川朝着狂风吹去的方向，追赶她的雨衣去了。
美美不禁在雨中气得大骂，为了件破雨衣可不值得拼命，不知这家伙是真疯还是装疯。
夜，浓稠粘腻的黑夜，虽然有暴雨在不停地洗刷，却依旧阴沉着一张晚娘的脸，让你针插不进，水泼不入。
雨，秋天的雨总是意外地砭人肌骨，它将原本如坐春风般的得意，将炎夏在人们体内积蓄的心头热火，一下子挤压在心底，让当事者在内外交激之下，产生出一脚踏入深渊的虚幻。
但寒冷却是实在的，不渗半点虚假的东西。美美瑟缩成一团，心中却焦急万分。香川已经去了好一会儿，她甚至听不到他划水的声音——暴雨拍打着水面，将天地间变成了一座音效极佳的剧场。
她伸手去摸船桨，桨还在；她又向防水背包中去摸手电筒，电筒的光亮落入这巨大的染缸中，除去可以照见她的手，那几丝光线完全可以忽略不计。
香川还没有回来，一点迹象也没有。
她不打算再等下去了，这个乖巧得可爱的男人如果因为她，或是因为一件不值钱的雨衣而丧命，必定会在她的生命中落下一个污点。
她摸到桨把，准确地把船头调转到香川“投江”的方向，口中高声骂道：“你取了个什么鬼名字，叫哪门子香川？你若是死在这里，我就登一整版的广告，给你改名叫'臭河'。”
在大学里，她是4人双桨无舵手的皮艇选手，人虽然长得瘦，却是那种天生有力气的家族血统。她熟练地划动双桨，木桨沉重，桨柄粗糙，但她仍然能准确地控制木桨，让它既不入水过深增加无谓的阻力，又不入水太浅以至于损失动力，她在口中高声喊出划桨的次数，一是便于计算划行的距离，二是希望香川能够听到她的声音，给她一个回应。
在数到26的时候，她仍然没有听到香川的声音，而按照惯力加速度的计算方法，再考虑到木船与木桨造成的损耗，她此时应该划行了50米左右。
她停下船，伸手入水，感觉到水面平静，并没有水流会带动香川漂向别处，他与她的距离，应该是靠他的体力游出来的。她想了想，发觉方才并没有计算香川离开她到底有多少时间，这也就很难估算他游出来有多远。
“你是个惹事精，捣蛋鬼，谁要是嫁给了你那才叫前世冤孽现世报。”美美恨不得立刻把他揪过来，上边一拳底下一脚，打他一个“狗吃屎”。
接下来，她怕在黑暗中转错方向，并没有调转船头，而是起身坐到对面的座位上，以船尾当船头，将方向朝左拨转40度左右，向来路又划了回去。
她相信香川不会离她太远，只是这深夜之中她什么也看不见，而暴雨声又让她分辨不出水中的动静。
这一次她向回划了20次桨，又向中心线拨转船头，再划20次，再拨转船头……。她相信，依照她的划艇技术，她有能力把划行路线限定在一个不规则的三角形之内。
时间在流逝，她也不知道划了多少圈，仍然没有结果。她不禁又骂：“你这个混蛋，如果你敢死了，我就把你告上法庭，让你尝尝程美美大律师的厉害……。”
最后，她决定冒一次险，将船划向三角形区域的中心地带。但这样以来，就极有可能让她失去方位感，如果在那里还找不到香川，她就已经无法再给寻找的区域定位了。
然而，中心区域也没有，至少她感觉到没有，因为她什么也看不见。不觉间，泪水流了下来，她感到害怕，无助，一个素昧平生的人，一个言语风趣，态度可亲，举止洒脱，模样英俊的男人，就这样死了，为了一件雨衣，或者是为了愚蠢地给她表演勇敢。
“求求你啦，好孩子，听话，快回来吧，我给你买汽车，买公寓……，混蛋，只要你活着回来，我就嫁给你。”
她当时并没有意识到，这句无意间的许诺，便决定了她半生的命运，因为，她突然之间回想起一件极为重要的事情，打断了这条思路——两天前香川曾对她说：这山中有狼，如果你自己下山，我会让你带上这个。
他要让她带上的，是两只岩洞探险用的火炬。美美摸索着抖开香川的背囊，找到那两只火炬。
她想用手电筒照亮，读一读火炬上的使用说明，但手电筒进水了，不亮。她只好把头缩进雨披里，打着打火机，顺便点了支香烟让自己定定神。那家伙能否活命，全看这最后一招了。
说明书就粘在火炬上，是张黄色的防水纸，有文字说明，也有图示。上边表明，要先去掉火炬前端的胶封，她照办了；再从里边拉出一根带铁环的拉线，她也找到了；然后拔出拉线……。
猛然闪亮的镁光，让她突然间失明，雨衣也被烧了个大洞。她慌忙把火炬从洞中丢了出去。
等到视网膜中那群飞舞的白蝴蝶归巢之后，她的眼中清爽起来，这才发现，被她丢在水中的防水火炬只剩下咽咽一息了。
还好，另一支火炬并没有丢失。这一次她有了经验，在拔出拉线之前，她戴上了墨镜。粉红色的光像一只巨大的粉红色气球，一下子在夜空中映出一团球状的光明。
她左瞧瞧，右看看，猛然发现，香川就在她附近十几米远的地方。他把头靠在两只黑糊糊的东西上，没有动静。
该死的家伙，睡觉也不选个规矩地方。你要是死了，明年我绝不会给你往水里丢粽子。她掉转船头，只几下便划到香川近前，在船接近他的时候，她左手用力打倒桨，船儿轻巧地一横，挨着香川的头停了下来。
香川并不胖，但浸了水后却沉重得很。她知道，凭她一人之力，要想将香川从水中提出来，那是办不到的；若要让香川自己爬上来，也同样不可能，此刻他双眼紧闭，显然是昏了过去。于是，她脱掉一只鞋，将脚跨出船外，身子坐在船帮上，这样，在拉他上船的时候，她可以用力让船向他这边倾斜，然后借着船身复原的力量，把他弄上来。
她伸手抓紧他身前的衣领，另一只手伸入他背后抓紧腰带，将他向上一提，枕在他头下的那两只黑乎乎的东西朝边上一歪，漂开去了。这时她才看清，那是条裤子，他被他自己的裤子救了一命。他一定是将轻薄的登山裤扎上了裤脚，然后灌满空气当救生圈使用。
有丰富生活常识的人毕竟不同——她又不禁暗自赞叹这个刚刚被她骂得狗血喷头的男人。
船身在她脚下用力一晃，香川终于翻身滚入船舱，光着两条腿，瘫软在那里，无声无息。
她伸手拭拭他的鼻息，又摸了摸他颈上的大动脉，一切正常，他的昏迷显然与溺水无关。
突然间她发现，香川的腰间居然系着一条结实的攀岩绳。她伸手从水中拉起绳子缠在手臂上，费了她不少功夫——这根绳子居然长过了40“肘”，约合30米，而绳子的另一头，则被系在了船头的铁环上，而且结了个“双水手扣”。
如果不是她慌乱地划船在水面上寻找，或者她的力气小些，船速没有那么快，香川早便拉着绳子，自己游回来了，而不至于因为追不上她，这才溺在水中出了问题。
都是因为担心他的安危，这才慌乱起来，以至于造成这么严重的危险。想到了此处，美美这才记起她方才对上天许下的诺言，不禁恨道：“难道我真要嫁给你这惹麻烦的家伙不成？”
当然，美美对自己那个情急之下的许诺并没有太当真，即使到了日后她主动向他求婚的时候，她也没有把当初的那个许诺当回事。她认为，当初讲那话原本只是一时的口滑，并不是该死的“机缘”之类的迷信，然而，求婚则不同了，她的求婚是深思熟虑，是生命的选择，二者不可同日而语。
美美平日里并不相信香川的那套因缘果报，天道循环的迷信，但是，她却深信生命对人的特殊意义。她救了这个人的性命，她便自然而然地对这个生命有了责任、义务和权力，因为她改变了这个人的命运和生命历程。值得庆幸的是，被救的是香川，这便给她在生命的责任之外，又增添了几分趣味，因为，这毕竟是个软弱得刚好能讨人喜欢的男人。
山中的暴雨，来得快，去得也快，等到乌云变薄，天空中透出几分光亮到水面上时，她这才发现，他们离水闸已经很近了。
她跑到水坝上去看，发现并没有守夜人，依旧没有人可以帮她。
她又回到水边，将香川背到岸上，同时感觉到，虽然她自己的身上已经寒冷彻骨，但香川的身体隔着衣衫透过来的逼人寒气，仍让她难以承受。
这是溺水者体温过低的征兆，如果不能尽快给他升温，很可能会在他体内引起一连串的综合并发症。
暴雨刚过，点篝火已经没有可能了。她决定先支起帐篷，让香川在睡袋中保暖。
香川没有带帐篷，而她的背囊中只有一顶小巧的单人帐篷。
美美最终选择在水坝脚下平整的水泥地上宿营，两块窄窄的防潮垫被拼在了一起，香川的双人睡袋也被铺展开来。她给他脱掉了被湖水浸湿的衣服，用毛巾擦干身体，换上干爽的内衣，这才将他塞在睡袋中。
然而，她发觉，香川冰冷的身体和青紫的唇色说明体温回升的难度极大。从她在水中发现他到现在，至少过了3个小时，而他的体温状况毫无改观，这说明单凭他自己的力量很难恢复。如果迁延时间过长，对于他就不单是并发症的问题，而是“死亡”的问题。
要让她的皮肤贴在香川的皮肤上为他保暖，需要绝大的勇气。这倒不是美美为人封建，或是她畏惧男人，而是她的体温已然恢复正常，此刻让她拿自己的身体去温暖香川冰冷的身体，考验的则是毅力。
双人睡袋挺宽敞，能让她用腿裹住香川的腰腹，胸腹紧贴他的脊背，好腾出手来磨擦他的心脏部位。体温恢复的根本在于内脏机能开始正常工作，而此刻他的心率每分钟只有40下。
做所有这一切的时候，美美既不焦急，也没有慌乱，一切都按部就班地进行。因为，该有的慌乱与焦急，已经在水上寻找香川时用尽了，此刻这个男人就被她揽在怀中，冰冷彻骨却又让她极有成就感。
只要人被抓在手中，就没有什么可慌乱的，特别是男人。她跟自己开玩笑，以抵御寒冷带来的战抖。
外边又起风了，吹得帐篷不住地抖动，不知道会不会再下雨。
美美发觉，这次遭遇也许并非普通的自然现象，而可能是上天对她的考验，是她在工作中经历了那么多不如意和遇到了那么多自己为是、自私自利、自高自大或自怜自嗟的臭男人之后，特地派一位个性模糊的人来检验她对男人的认知能力。
她的手机滴滴作响，是在提醒她电量不足，她打开