Chapter 3 third chapter

I promised Hong Leping to form a public relations company with him, and I thought Ah Zheng would slowly accept my choice. Our company's business is better than we expected, and we have already made money after the fourth month.I also spend less and less time seeing Ah Zheng. On that day, he was about to go to Beijing immediately, and a reporter from the newspaper was detained while reporting in Beijing.Every time Ah Zheng went out, I packed his luggage for him. That night, I didn't even have time to pack his luggage for him. "I'm going out." He said with a travel bag and went out.

It was severe winter at that time, and it should be snowing in Beijing. I remembered the pair of snow boots I bought for him in England. I hurriedly found the pair of snow boots in the shoe cabinet and gave them to him.I chased him down the street and he had already boarded a taxi. The night Ah Zheng came back from Beijing, his feet were covered with chilblains, and I felt very guilty. "Why don't you go out with those snowshoes?" I complained to him. He ignored me, spread out on the bed and closed his eyes. I poured a basin of hot water out of the bathroom to wash his feet. This was the first time I washed a man's feet.

"What are you doing?" He sat up and asked me. "Wash your feet." I lowered my head to wash his feet with a towel, and told him, "Wash your feet clean, and then apply ointment." As I washed his feet, I couldn't hold back my tears. I remembered the snow boots I bought for him in England, and I remembered that when he took them off in the hotel, his feet were covered with chilblains.After so many years, why have we come to this point?I can not let it go. Ah Zheng grabbed my hands and said, "Silly girl, don't cry." "Are we going to grow old together?" I asked him.

He nods. But his promise was not kept.His career stagnated, but mine was in full swing. My salary in the PR company, plus bonuses, was close to 100,000 a month, twice as much as his. People who used to think that I was not good enough for Ah Zheng also started to look at me with admiration. I thought about changing to a bigger unit, but Ah Zheng objected. "Why change? I like it here," he said. "Don't you think the place is too small?" I argued with him. "I have no money," he said. "You can use mine," I said. Unexpectedly, my words just stabbed him.

"Then move out yourself," he said. "Do you want me to go?" I asked him. He didn't answer me. We lay in bed, back to back all night without speaking. The house change was put on hold, but our arguments became more and more frequent.Whenever I happily mentioned my work to him, he always said coldly: "The distance between us is getting farther and farther." There is no support, no encouragement; maybe he never thought about it, I worked hard because I wanted to be worthy of him, and I didn't want to lose to his former girlfriend. On that night just three years ago, we discussed the issue of changing houses again.

"We're going to change rooms, and there's nowhere to put my stuff," I told him. He sat on the bed reading a book and seemed deaf to what I said. "Did you hear that?" I asked him. "If you want to move, you can move it yourself." He didn't even look at me. "Do you mean to break up?" I was so angry with him. "I don't deserve you anyway," he said. I was furious and grabbed him from the bed, he pushed me away with his hands, we got into a fight, we hadn't had sex for two months before this day. I didn't cry, I was thrown by him in pain, but I refused to shed a tear.

"Let's break up," I said. He didn't object. I sold the unit we bought jointly, and after repaying the bank loan, I deposited the remaining half of the money into his account, and we have nothing to do with each other ever since.