Chapter 11 A-1

On weekends, Sang Li changed into a dark gray plaid dress and went shopping. When he was walking in the courtyard of the community, he fell into an old habit of nostalgia for no reason. It's really strange, after so long, she doesn't understand why she thinks of Tian Miao. Unexpectedly, I still think of them quarreling, fighting, and growing up quietly behind their respective curtains. Now that I think about it, it was her and Tian Miao's good fortune not to send one to heaven and the other to prison like in "Homecoming for the New Year"... When she thought of this, she sighed, and when she looked up again, she saw Ma Yu.

Perhaps it was because Sang Li and Ma Yu exchanged a few words when they met in the cherry blossom forest. Since then, Ma Yu would raise his hand slightly every time he saw Sang Li, and his smile was not strong but comfortable.Through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, Sang Li always nodded slightly, with a very polite smile, neither alienated nor close.In fact, she always thought that she was a little brain-deprived of oxygen in the afternoon when the cherry blossoms were scattered-how could a person like her, who was used to not trusting anyone, tell her private affairs to strangers? However, from Block B to Block D, the distance between the two is really not far.Gradually, "encounter" becomes "often".

"Going out?" Ma Yu waved from the car window, "I'll take you." Sang Li shook his head, shaking the car key in his hand: "I'll drive." Ma Yu seemed to be taken aback for a moment, as if he didn't expect her to drive.But think about it carefully, this cherry garden is located in the middle of the mountain, and it is inconvenient to get in and out. Who doesn't have a car? So he nodded and waved away.Sang Li watched Ma Yu go away, and seemed to sigh slightly again, before driving out his silver Baolai from the garage. When he got into the cab, Sang Li thought of his college days again.

At that time, Gu Xiaoying, who shared the dormitory with her, liked this car very much, so she would always lie on the window of the dormitory building and look at the parking lot not far downstairs, chanting: "I want to drive a Baolai, I want Kai Baolai..." At that time, there were four people in a dormitory. Compared to Gu Xiaoying, who was cheerful, lively, and fond of fantasy, Mu Xin, who was calm, rational, and clear-headed, would pour cold water on him accurately and succinctly: "Don't you know that Baolai is a mistress?" Gu Xiaoying twisted her neck and was still suffering from hysteria: "I just want to open Baolai, open Baolai, open Baolai..."

Sang Li couldn't help laughing at the thought of Gu Xiaoying's sluggish eyes and muttering words, so he remembered that Gu Xiaoying just bought a "Ma Liu" last month, which was also silver, with a 1.8 automatic transmission.The left rear turn signal was smashed in the first week after listing, the front bumper was crushed three weeks later, and the rear door was almost hit by a taxi rushing out of the horizontal two weeks later, which scared Gu Xiaoying's "Uncle Guan" Almost went into shock. But Gu Xiaoying's guy is obviously rough-skinned and not afraid of tossing - he doesn't want to repent after the accident, and he hasn't forgotten to call Sang Li. The first sentence at the beginning is: "Li, I was in a car accident!"

At that time, Sang Li was pouring coffee, his hand trembled and almost threw the coffee pot on the ground. "What did you say?" Sang Li was a little out of breath. Then I heard Gu Xiaoying's heartless answer: "My husband is arranging car repairs inside, and I'm basking in the sun at the gate of the overhaul factory. I miss you, so give me a call." "Gu—Xiao—ying—" Sang Li gritted his teeth, and scribbled through the gaps, "Please don't pant for breath next time you speak, I'm not like you, my heart is made of stainless steel." "Li, I knew you cared about me," Gu Xiaoying vomited bitterly, "My husband's face is dark, and he didn't say a word all the way, it's frightening! What do you mean, didn't you just hit a car door? Well, there is the insurance company, what is he worried about? Besides, once the insurance company pays the compensation this time, the full insurance I paid a while ago will be earned back, what else is he dissatisfied with..."

While listening to Gu Xiaoying's chatter, Sang Li heard a faint man's voice coming from the receiver: "Gu Xiaoying, don't gossip here, go home and write an inspection!" Sang Li was taken aback, but couldn't help laughing.Gu Xiaoying's tone became more and more resentful: "Sang Li, did you hear that he actually asked me to write an inspection?! Why did he ask me to write an inspection? My aunt, from kindergarten to graduate school, when did I write an inspection?! As an upright People's teacher, I asked others to write the inspection. When will it be my turn to write the inspection? Let me tell you, Sang Li, you can get married. Don't make the same mistakes as me. This man who is six years older will have The two generation gaps can't be overcome even by rolling and crawling. Hey, did you hear that? Make a noise when you hear it, don't pretend to be dead!"

The more Gu Xiaoying said, the more angry she became, Sang Li held back her laughter, and said "Oh" in reply.Still wondering, what is the guy next to Gu Xiaoying doing?Hearing Gu Xiaoying's nonsense, she still hasn't strangled her neck that claims to be "beautiful, delicate, and beautiful"? Sure enough, just when I thought this way, the phone changed hands in the next second, and a very gentle man's voice came over: "Sang Li?" Sang Li replied politely: "Brother Guan." Guan Tong's voice was very helpless: "Sang Li, you have time to persuade Xiaoying, with her skills, why can't she drive slowly? She thinks this is F1 formula? She is almost thirty years old, and she is still a university teacher , why can't you keep your focus?"

Before the words fell, Gu Xiaoying began to growl: "Who is almost 30 years old? Guan Tong, who are you talking about? You are almost 40 years old and I didn't even laugh at you!" It's hard for an upright official to break up housework!Sang Li quickly retreated and told Guan Tong: "Brother Guan, I will definitely persuade her some other day, but you also know that it may not be of any use... Well, you are a lucky person with a natural face, so I won't say more, goodbye!" ... Sang Li couldn't help laughing out every time he thought about such a scene. As the only friend in college, Gu Xiaoying is probably one of the few people in the world who can make Sang Li laugh out loud.

Perhaps Gu Xiaoying was the only one who dared to risk the world's disgrace when she got married and asked Sang Li to be her bridesmaid.If Sang Li hadn't resigned after seeing the list of guests, he wouldn't know how much trouble he would have caused.Although it made Gu Xiaoying very unhappy, at least it saved Guan Tong's face.Guan Tong didn't know the reason, but Gu Xiaoying could guess it but didn't want to think about it.However, she, Sang Li, couldn't not think about it, couldn't help but care about it. Those mistakes she made when she was young, those detours that she insisted on walking alone, all these pains can be left to her alone, why bother to involve others?

Thinking of this, Sang Li couldn't help but sigh.In the increasingly hot weather, the heart is a little cold. When we arrived at "Wal-Mart", the parking space was very full, and Sang Li could hardly get out of the car.In the end, a familiar figure came over, waved his hand helplessly, and said to Baolai's lowered car window, "Turn down the music, and I'll help you direct." Sang Li was a little dazed, raised his head and asked, "Why are you here?" Ma Yu glared at her: "This is a supermarket, not a women's club, why can't I come?" He turned to the back of Sangli, waved his hands and said, "Kill to the right, fall...keep falling, good, return to the wheel..." His voice was full of the mellowness of a mature man, and Sang Li was slightly distracted while reversing the car. It wasn't until Ma Yu yelled "Stop" and patted Sang Li's car trunk, that Sang Li dragged back his somewhat deviant thoughts.When Sang Li got out of the car, he saw him wearing a white-backed light-colored striped shirt and black trousers standing on one side smiling, and said while smiling, "If I knew it was the same road, why not take my car, which saves trouble and fuel." Sang Li also smiled lightly: "Do it yourself, and have enough food and clothing." Ma Yu froze for a moment, followed her up the stairs, and asked her with a smile, "Are you always so wary of others?" Sang Li looked at him in surprise: "Why do you say that?" Ma Yu turned to look at Sang Li: "It feels like...it feels like there is a shell in the middle, it always seems to be separated by something." Sang Li smiled slightly: "Mr. Ma, are you always so open and honest with everyone?" Ma Yu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Sang Li shook his head, and said while picking out the trolley: "Where is it rude? It's just that there are too many blurry and unclear things in this world. You want to see more clearly, but I have long since given up the desire to see." .” Ma Yu took the cart from Sang Li's hand, walked forward side by side with her, and smiled: "You don't look like a student of vocal music, but rather like a student of philosophy." Sang Li returned a faint smile, then glanced at the well-dressed man pushing the supermarket shopping cart beside him, and changed the subject: "Mr. Ma, why are you wearing such a serious dress when you go shopping on weekends?" "I was going to the company," Ma Yu explained, "YOYO clamored to eat bear cakes and 'Fuerjia' toffee, so I had to buy them for her first." Sang Li hesitated for a moment, then raised his head and said softly, "Ma Yu, you are actually very happy." Ma Yu was taken aback for a moment, he seemed to see through the loneliness behind Sang Li's silent expression in an instant, but these emotions disappeared suddenly. In the next second, he only heard Sang Li's slightly happy voice: "Look, bear cake, what flavor does YOYO like?" Ma Yu turned his head and saw Sang Li squatting in front of the shelf with his back turned to him, concentrating on studying the various flavors of biscuits in front of him, and said to himself: "I must like strawberry ones, chocolate ones are more traditional, oh, and white cream... ..." Ma Yu stared at Sang Li's long and curly hair, and felt that the atmosphere at the moment was quite weird: it seemed that they knew each other a long time ago, and this woman should be by his side, smiling, playing the violin, and even picking out a box of bears for her daughter cake.