Chapter 13 Goodbye Rose Part Four (3)

Huang's mother came to open the door, and she was taken aback when she saw me like that. I was shaking all over, but it wasn't because of the cold. Zhuang Guodong was eating breakfast and reading the newspaper. Seeing me like this, he quickly said, "What's wrong with you? Why do you have a face like gold paper?" He walked over. I am like a drowning man seeing his savior, grabbing his arms, trembling his lips, but unable to speak. "Change your clothes quickly. If you have something to say slowly, change your clothes quickly." He said. Huang Ma quickly put the dry bathrobe in my hand.

I took off my wet clothes and put on a bathrobe. Lao Zhuang handed me a glass of brandy. I was in need of wine. Heh, I drank the wine in one gulp. It was so hot that my throat choked. "What's wrong with you?" Lao Zhuang asked again. I swallowed hard and said, "She, she..." "What's the matter?" he asked again. "How could this be?" I asked tremblingly, "She is my stepmother, Zhuang, she is my stepmother." "God." Lao Zhuang said, "God." His face also turned gray. "Zhuang, I waited for her all my life, but she is my stepmother." I wanted to bleed.

"Oh epicenter, poor epicenter." I lay down and stared at the ceiling. "Epicenter, forget the whole thing, the only thing you can do is to forget the whole thing immediately." I howled loudly, "Forget, forget, how do you tell me to forget? Why didn't you forget your lover fifteen years ago? Why didn't Juliet forget Romeo? Why didn't Dante forget Piateri?" I was crazy, "You go away Get off, get off! I don't need you, go away!" He doesn't go away, he sits in front of me. Old Huang Ma heard the sound and came to see. I threw a water glass at her, and she was pulled aside by Zhuang, so she avoided the disaster.

Zhuang shouted loudly: "Are you literary mad or martial mad? What does your personal misfortune have to do with others? Who do you want to blame? Are you still an educated person?" Mama Huang hid out. I hugged my head tightly with both hands, "Let me die, let me die." "What a son, brother," Zhuang sneered, "It's so easy to die, don't you not believe in fate? Now you can use your strength to fight." I looked at Zhuang, tears streaming down suddenly. "I understand," I said, "Zhuang, why do you say that without this person, life will be useless in the future, why you will tremble when you receive a letter, why do you think about it so much? There is no interest in life, why a big man would shed tears, I fully understand now, Zhuang."

Lao Zhuang didn't make a sound. After a long, long time, "Epicenter, you come back to London with me and forget the whole thing." I cry. After a long time, he asked, "Is she beautiful, epicenter?" I simply don't know how to answer, beautiful, she is more than beautiful!I screamed wildly. Huang Ma poked her head in again, "Master Zhuang, I'll get a doctor." Zhuang said, "It's okay, Mama Huang, I'm here." He waited until I finished screaming in pain, still looking at me so coldly. "You are braver than me, at least you dare to call out." He said.

I told him: "I'm not going to London with you." "Why are you staying here?" He asked back, "Snatch a woman from your father?" After hearing Zhuang's words, I couldn't help crying loudly. Zhuang said disgustedly: "A young soldier like you usually has a lot of theories, and you look invulnerable. When it comes to a critical moment, it is useless, and you immediately surrender and cry bitterly. It is painful to see." I covered my face and wept. "I know you're upset, Epicentre. You've got to find a way to control yourself. We have a brotherly bond. I'll always help you. Come on, pick yourself up, and we'll go back to London."

I whimpered, "We shouldn't be coming back." He said sadly: "You are right, we shouldn't come back, this place is not suitable for us, let's go." Zhuang and I just packed our bags and left. My father was very angry with my behavior, because I refused to even call him when I left. When I got on the plane, Zhuang carried me up, and I looked like a zombie. My father frowned and asked Zhuang Duoduo to take care of me. In order not to make him too sad, I made up a story to satisfy him. I stammered, "Daddy, it's because of a girl who urged me to go back to London...she's lonely."

The father was slightly pleased, but still had a straight face, "Really?" He asked, "Why didn't you tell me earlier and bring her back together? Is it a Chinese or a foreign girl?" "Chinese people have a decent family, so they have a bit of a young lady's temper, so I dare not bring them back." Daddy was relieved, "She tortured you, didn't she?" He laughed, "Women are all like this, sometimes they are angels, sometimes they are devils, otherwise life would be so boring. Bring her back next time and say that Daddy wants to see her."

"yes." Zhuang and I finally got on the plane. Zhuang said, "Your father loves you so much." The fathers are all the same, they always hope that their son will be successful and bring him great sons and great grandchildren. I closed my eyes and said, "He is now his new wife who loves him the most." "That's what it should be." I start drinking.I've never had alcohol on a plane, but this time I'm up for it. Zhuang didn't stop me. It took a long time for the plane to arrive. I drank so much that I vomited many times, and almost threw up all my internal organs.

"Ho, ho," I covered my chest in pain, "I'm going to die." Zhuang said coldly, "Don't worry, you won't die." "Old Zhuang, when I get drunk, I just hiccup a few times, and then I roll the gourd. Why am I working so hard?" "Because the sky is about to send a big task to the people, you must first work your muscles and bones..." He was like a piece of ice. "Oh." I leaned against him. The torment of the body made me temporarily forget the pain of the soul. "The world is spinning," I groaned, "I feel like I'm falling into an abyss, help me, help me."

Zhuang dragged and hugged me off the plane. Fortunately, we remembered to inform our sisters. The eldest sister rushed over, "What's the matter, the epicenter...Mr. Zhuang, what's the matter with the epicenter?" The elder sister's voice was full of concern, and I heard the sadness from it, "Elder sister." Zhuang stopped me, "You don't move, you rush over, she can't support you." The eldest sister asked: "Are you drunk?" "Yes, the stewardess who molested the entire plane at first, then vomited and asked all the waiters to serve him. His air ticket was worth it." In my eyes, the elder sister was gentle and loving, and her face gradually changed into that of my mother—"Mom, mother!" I howled. They put me in the trunk of the car.The eldest sister asked pitifully, "Why did you call mommy?" "In a critical moment, everyone will think of my mother. The wounded soldiers on the battlefield, lying bloody and bloody, suddenly think of the benefits of my mother." Zhuang said. "Mr. Zhuang!" The eldest sister covered her mouth in surprise. "Where are you going?" Zhuang asked. "Go down to the house for a few days, and then find an apartment to accommodate you and the epicenter, Oxford..." I turned and turned, and fell lightly into a bottomless pit, completely helpless. I made a babbling sound and swallowed hard, but finally lost consciousness. I'm not dead drunk. Or die of a broken heart. I just fell asleep. it's a pity. When I woke up, I was in the guest room of Miss Sister's house. The guest room is all pink, very delicate, like a little girl's boudoir. When I opened my eyes, I saw the small crystal lamp on the ceiling, secretly glowing with colorful brilliance. I thought of my mother, and I also thought of Rose. My heart was in pain, my headache was splitting, and under the double torment, there was no place to die. I shouted loudly. The young lady came in, "Are you awake? It's scary, I've prepared ginseng soup for you." "Here," I said, "the ginseng soup will be ready." "What do you want to drink?" the young lady asked with a stare. I said: "Three-point heart hangover soup." "Luo Zhenzhong, why don't you just get drunk and die?" I sighed: "You curse me, you curse me." In fact, why don't I think about it, it's just that this matter is easy to say, but difficult to say. I asked, "Where is Lao Zhuang?" "He has reported to the London branch, like you?" the young lady said. "He has decided to change his mind," I said casually, "to be a new man in the new year." "When will you learn from him?" "Me? Why should I imitate him? If he works hard, his son will enjoy the blessings. If I don't work hard, my son will also enjoy the blessings." I drank the ginseng soup. "It's the New Year, and I don't see ivory growing from your dog's mouth." The young lady took the empty bowl. I stayed for a while and asked her, "Miss, have you ever been in love?" "Of course I was in love, otherwise how could I get married?" "No, no, not necessarily," I said, "Miss, falling in love and getting married are two different things." "Epicenter, what are you talking about?" the young lady complained. I looked up, no sound. "Get up, wash, shave, come." I turn around.Why am I still getting up?What does this world mean to me?The sun no longer visits me, shines on me, and it is in vain for me to get up. "Epicenter, what's wrong with you?" The young lady became suspicious. If it wasn't for my father, for my sisters... "Epicenter." "I'm getting up now." "Epicenter, you stay here with me and take good care of your body." "Know." "How did you tell Dad that you have a girlfriend in England?" "It's not necessarily difficult to find a girlfriend in the UK." I said lightly. "Will Daddy ask you to take him back to meet him?" the young lady said. "A lot of women are willing to accompany me back to see Lord Luo Qing." I still said that. "Oh! You have a lot of ideas, don't you stop being picky?" I suddenly smiled, "No, no more picky." "You're quick. Once you return to Hong Kong, you'll get your mind right." "Yes," I said simply. Afterwards, Zhuang Guodong started to do things vigorously.And I, I found myself gradually walking the road of the prodigal son. One night after I was drunk, I had a dream that Tim Chang came to visit me. I knew he was a dead man, but I wasn't too scared. I just asked him, "Why are you here?" "Come and see you." His face was livid, just like when he was alive, his health has never been so good. "What do you have to say?" "I know you're in pain?" "Yes," I said, "I am in great pain." "You can't drink like this." He said, "I'll teach you a way, come, come with me." "You want me to learn from you?" I was very calm. "Come." He drifted away leisurely, but I, my steps were sluggish, and I suddenly envied him a little. "What about you?" I asked. "Are you not in pain anymore?" He smiled, "No, no more pain." We walked to the top floor of a big summer tower, so high in the sky, I felt so cold. "Jump down," said Tim Zhang. I got angry, "Be more polite, you are looking for a substitute, I know, it will make me happy, maybe you will jump off." "I'm doing it for your own good," he said coldly, "to spare you the pain." I thought of Huang Meigui, my heart was pierced like a knife, I shed tears, I held his hand, and replied: "I will follow you, I will dance." In a cold sweat, I woke up from my dream and screamed. I actually met Tim Zhang! Tim, Tim, you actually found me, I sighed, thinking about it every day, dreaming at night, I am not superstitious, but do I have thoughts of death in my heart, thinking that great liberation is the best way? I feel sorry for myself, a good young man, once he was trapped by love, he became short-sighted. From then on, I started wild travel. In London, once the relationship between men and women becomes unrestrained, it is common to have sex every night, but I never bring women home. Seeing that I never go home to sleep, my sisters began to criticize me. I discussed with Lao Zhuang that I would move to his house. He is naturally welcome, what else do we have to say. Zhuang said: "Changing a woman every day will not solve your loneliness." "How do you know?" I looked up. "I have experienced it all. I am a person who has experienced it. I don't know your suffering. Who knows?" "But I have to prove myself," I said. "Buried your head in the coquettishness of foreign women, have you proved yourself?" I don't answer. "Shave your mustache, get a job, and get a girlfriend." I don't ring. "Why don't you go home for a bloody revolution and fight your father to the death." "Compete with Sir Rod King?" I asked, "He wants to be famous, to gain money, to have people, how can I compare him to him?" "The woman came with me only because I was Luo's son, and I borrowed his penis. I went to fight with him? A chicken egg hits a stone egg." I said. "Then those who know current affairs are heroes, forget about that woman." Zhuang said. "If you've met her, you'll know that nothing is so easy in the world." "This kind of girl from the 'Yi' faction is rare once in a lifetime, you just accept your fate." I was listless, "What is the 'Yi' faction?" I asked. "The Empress Dowager Cixi is called Concubine Yi, and when you take apart the word Yi, it means 'one heart'. Once you see her, your heart will be given to her." "Ah." I really met my confidant. "What's the girl's name?" Lao Zhuang asked. "It doesn't matter what it's called? A rose, no matter what you call her, she's still a rose." "Yes, yes," said Zhuang, "a rose..." He pondered. We two sad people through the ages should have lived together. "Who are you getting along with now?" Zhuang asked, "Your two older sisters are very worried." "With blond Liliana Betty Nance." "What do they do?" "I don't know." I gave up on myself, "Probably a student." "Do they know about you?" "Why do I have to tell them so much?" I put my legs up. "You are depraved on purpose, I can see it." Zhuang said, "Are you planning to get married in this life?" I raised my head and laughed dryly, "Aren't you the same?" "I already know a girl." I was greatly surprised, and this accident made me temporarily forget the pain in my heart. "You, Zhuang Guodong? You found a girlfriend?" I said. "yes." "You must let me see her." Zhuang smiled, "I'm already making arrangements." "Didn't you just find one randomly and just go on a job? Zhuang, tell me, is she good-looking?" Zhuang smiled wryly. "Compared to your old one?" I asked. "Totally different. The one I had before—she was unique, and this one...she's the best of her kind, you understand?" I nod. "This one is just like ordinary women, she also loves to dress up and enjoy herself, but she behaves more reservedly. She also likes to make a big splash in her career, occupy a position, show off the limelight, and make noise. She can't get rid of the stupidity of a woman in her shrewdness. Her cleverness is very superficial. On the one hand, she has a temperament, on the other hand, she cares about the other party's family background... But we are living in the real world, and she is still a lovely girl." I nodded again. "But my former lover, she is different. She has no power, fame, wealth, or material gain or loss in her heart. She loves me wholeheartedly, and she only has me in her heart." His voice gradually dropped. I know.I said, "Maybe it's because she was so young, you know: lollipops, jeans." "No, I know her temper will not change. She loves me, she loves me." "Yes, she loves you, she loves you." I couldn't argue with him, "You are luckier than me, at least she loved you." Zhuang smiled wryly and lit a cigarette. "At least you have someone new now," I said, "as the little prince said: 'Time heals all wounds'," "But since she left, time has passed too slowly," Zhuang said. "Always. Let's talk about your girlfriend," I said. "Ah, yes," Zhuang's expression became gentle again, "She is nice and talkative, but she has a bad temper and is very stubborn. She loves me very much and is willing to marry me as a wife, forcing me to quit smoking and persuading me to make progress." "I see—best of all girls." "Yes. Advise me to quit smoking, laugh at me to death, I can't get out of that frame." "I know," I continued, "if it's the former one, even if you smoke opium, if she loves you, she loves you." "That's right." Zhuang slammed the table, "Epicenter, you are my confidant." I am silent, like Huang Meigui, she married my father not because he is a billionaire, he has a knight title, she is a woman who doesn't care at all, she just loves him, so she married him that day.And father, father has too many qualities worthy of women's admiration and admiration. No matter what people think, they really love each other. There are too few such women, and lucky father found her. Lao Zhuang smoked deeply. Nowadays women are eager to move whenever they have the opportunity to compete with men for status, and everything must be equal. Men are not allowed to marry concubines, but you ask her to spend half of the house to lighten the burden on men, and she refuses, you If she doesn't do things for her, she doesn't feel safe, and she always wants to show that she has production capacity and production value. It's one thing to have a lot of servants in the house. She desperately wants to sit in the office building and be a pioneer in the women's world, and she must make her husband want Soup without soup, water without water does not seem important to her. woman now! Forcing men to fool around with them, not wanting to get married. Only one woman is different, and her name is Rose.At first it was her beauty that struck us, but then it was this lost virtue that haunted us. "I'll treat you to dinner, and we'll go to Xia Hui." I said, "We'll celebrate with champagne, and I'll wear a dress." "Thank you, Epicenter." "Old Zhuang, in my life, I am doomed to never have the chance to shock China again." I said, grabbing his arm. "You are a coward." "That's better than being a ghost jumping off a building." I said sadly. "makes sense." On that day, I fulfilled my promise, took out the best little dress, made an appointment with Zhuang and his half, booked a seat, and ate according to the case. Zhuang's girlfriend is a very fashionable lady, well-dressed, knowledgeable, good at both Chinese and English, and she can speak a few sentences of French, which she uses very slipperily. Hong Kong is not suitable for long-term residence, and I don’t know what to do when the term expires, so I have to treat it as pied-a-terre” or something like that. What a boring woman. The vulgar dead have no soul at all, and they live just to put on a fashionable style.She knows too well where her own strengths are, and she tries so hard to show them off that she loses them all. I came out with a very happy mood, but while eating lobster soup, I was deeply lonely and sad. There are a lot of women like this in Hong Kong. They earn 18,000 and consider themselves strong women, ho ho ho, why don't they worry that if they don't get married, they will become old aunts and strong men! I was silent for the second half of the meal. If there are only women of this type left on the market, then I might as well go back to the basics and go to Chinatown to choose. At least she will bear four or five sons for me and won't complain about my body changing. I am heartbroken. Lao Zhuang lit a cigarette. The woman rolled her eyes at him, and said humorously, "You bad boy, you smoke like a chimney all day long." I couldn't help but casually said: "It's not a bad habit for a man to smoke. You women always have to have a man be a saint for you. If he was a perfect person, he wouldn't be celibate." "You have known Zhuang for so long, you always know his past." She was very interested, "Has he ever been married? He is forty years old." "He's a spinster," I said. Her: "Don't be kidding." Me: "Who's kidding?" Her: "I don't believe it." Me: "Why worry about the past, you can only marry his present and at best his future when you marry, the past has nothing to do with you, and there are so many old wives who live well these days, I am also a good one A man has only one woman in his heart." She: "You, there is only one woman in your heart?" (in disbelief) Me: "If I have a second woman in my heart, tell me to go out for a while, and I will be hit by a car immediately." (Tragically) She stopped ringing. After the meal, the waiter brought the brandy, and I imitated the tone in foreign wine advertisements and said: "Put the whole bottle away." Then I giggled, ah, I am the happiest only when I am slightly drunk. Lao Zhuang seemed to get drunk faster than me. He was cheerful and sad, "Hey, epicentre, you haven't heard me sing, have you heard me sing?" His spirits were very high. "Is it Luo Shichaoyu? I only listen to Luoshi Chaoyu's songs, hahaha." "No, no, listen, this is a song of the times." He opened his mouth and sang, "If we meet by fate, why bother to deceive each other, and if we are separated when there is no fate, why bother to remember each other? In my heart, there is only one you, and you don't have me in your heart." , why should we be together?" Ah, I was stunned to hear that. Lao Zhuang's voice was actually very gentle and lingering. After singing, he fell on the table. His girlfriend frowned: "How can you be so drunk?" I made a conclusion: "Wine enters the heart of sorrow and turns into tears of lovesickness." His girlfriend said, "Let's go back." I reached into my pocket for the banknotes. After a long time, I took out a stack of twenty-pound banknotes and handed them to her, "You pay, you pay, I will go with him first." "You two might as well go home and sleep, I'll drive you off." She suddenly became very generous and not angry. Yes, what Lao Zhuang said is right, she has her cuteness, and I suddenly feel grateful to her. The three of us struggled hard, and when we got home, Lao Zhuang was already unconscious, and I was barely able to speak with my tongue. I told her: "You sleep in my room, I'll sleep on the sofa in the living room, don't go back, it's almost dawn." I dragged the electric blanket and lay down on the ground, entering the dreamland. When I woke up the next day, I could smell the aroma of coffee. I was just thinking, how nice it is to have a woman at home, but when I opened my eyes, I saw Zhuang Guodong. "Old Zhuang," I rubbed my eyes, "where's your girlfriend?" "After going to work, you still want her to make coffee for you?" He smiled. I got up from the ground, "Are you going to marry her?" He sighed, "Or in a while." I sat down at the breakfast table, eager to wash my face and body with coffee. "But you don't love her," I said. "What's so strange about this?" Zhuang stared at me. "You run out and stand on the street and ask your beloved wife to raise your hand. It's strange that you will see a hand." He paused, "Emotions can be nurtured." I look at the ceiling. "Look out," he said. He himself didn't look away either. Not long after Zhuang went to work, the young lady drove to see me.Lady, wearing a big diamond ring, silver fox, heavy makeup. I poked my head over to look at her face and asked her, "Is the powder on your face permanent? Will it peel off?" She squinted at me with eyes that were still distinct in black and white, "Luo Zhenzhong, elder sister said that your life these days has been very absurd." "Yes." I admitted it bluntly, "I don't go to work, and I eat, drink, whore and gamble every day." "What are you going to do if you go on like this?" the young lady asked. "What to do?" I said. "Not going to correct it?" "Change what?" "Epicenter!" I bow my head.Why am I still looking for a job?I don't care anymore, I only have one thing and one person in my mind. "Miss, I feel tired and I want to take a rest." "Your brothers-in-law never need a break." "They are wife slaves, I am human." "Epicenter, although you look sluggish, you still have a sense of humor." She sighed, "It's your business to take a vacation, but don't overdo it." "Are you afraid that I will come back with syphilis?" "A dog can't speak ivory!" she scolded. "A dog can speak anything." After a while I asked, "Is there any news from Daddy?" "Yes, he said that your friend Zhuang Guodong is indeed a talent." "There are more." I am eager to know the recent situation of Rose. "He's disappointed in you." "anything else?" "He lives happily on his own." "anything else?" "No, what else do you want to know?" I hesitated, "You haven't seen his new wife?" "I can see you soon." "what?" "Daddy is going to bring her here, and the two of them are going on vacation in Europe. Daddy will drive the car and travel from country to country. Do you think Daddy is still young? I can't guess that he knows how to enjoy himself so much." "She's coming?" My heart beat violently again, out of control.I can't avoid her, I can't avoid her. "They want to come?" The young lady corrected me. I went to drink again, and I was about to get drunk. "Epicenter." "what?" "Have you seen the yellow rose, is she really charming?" I nod. "How charming is a woman in her thirties or forties?" the young lady asked. "Because she never asks such stupid questions," I said, "and she's never jealous." "Fuck you." The young lady said, "It's using the past to satirize the present. Seriously, how beautiful is she?" "She is not beautiful, no no, a beautiful woman means being generous, knowledgeable, insightful, affordable, easy to put down, and chic enough. She is just a beautiful woman." "I do not understand." "You'll know when you see her." "The elder sister said the same thing." The younger sister said, "How is she compared to us?" "I dare not say." "Death!" The young lady said coquettishly. No matter how bad I am, I can't help but laugh.Every woman wants to be a beauty, a man who turns the world upside down, and asks the magic mirror every day: "Who is the most beautiful woman in the world? Who?" Ah!woman. Except for the yellow rose, she didn't think she was beautiful, she didn't even know she was a rose. Now that she's coming, I can't hide... Have I ever thought about hiding?No, I longed to see her, and now I had an excuse to see her again, justifiably. There is no way to avoid a person, the best relief is to be able to not have this person in your heart. can i do it The little sister said: "You have lost a lot of weight after the New Year." "Xin Younian is incompatible with my time." "You are here again." "Miss, don't talk to me, when will she come?" "They arrive in the middle of the month." "Where do you live?" "The house in Sachs County," the young lady said longingly, "the hometown of the heroine in Wenmers Hardy's novel...the tragedy of Miss Daisy..." I didn't follow up. She is coming. How can I face her? (With silent tears.) What am I wearing?What are you talking about?How can I control myself? Problems are problems. The young lady has gone. My heart kept beating like it was going to jump out of my throat. I hope that Lao Zhuang will get off work soon, and I want to tell him about this tense matter. Look at the clock, it's only three o'clock, and the damn clock seems to have stopped.I paced back and forth, living like years, and finally couldn't help it, and drove out to find Zhuang Guodong. He was very busy in the company, and the female secretary and assistant looked at him with admiration and said, "Yes, sir, yes, yes." I hesitated to explain to him why. He sat down to smoke, laughed and said, "Go to Paris for a while." "I don't want to go," I said. "Since you want to see her, let it be." Zhuang said. "Okay, but I'm afraid," I said. "What a contradiction, you cowardly man!" I asked back: "What would you do if you knew that you were going to meet her?" I asked anxiously, "Would you be better off than me?" He didn't dare to make a sound, his expression changed. I grabbed his sore foot, "Isn't it? The mouth isn't so hard anymore?" "Okay," he said, "let me greet the proprietress, you can hide behind me." "Beware of being fascinated by her." "It's really not that easy to charm me." he said haughtily. I became sober, stopped drinking, and dressed neatly again. I was waiting for her to come. Even though she is my father's wife, it would be good if I could sneak a look at her. On the day she and Dad came, the two sisters and I went to pick up the plane.I turned pale with excitement. Dad was in good spirits, his face was radiant, and he stopped us from afar. And Rose is a little tired, her hair is very long, draped over her shoulders like a cloud, wearing a light-colored sweater, trousers of the same color, unknowingly dressed so plainly, her hair is getting thicker and more attractive, her forehead is shiny, and she wears lipstick Half of it fell off and didn't make up, it only shows that she is a sensual woman, and the lively tenderness makes my heart beat. I resigned to my fate, if I can serve her side like this for the rest of my life without making a sound, it will be worth it, I have my own pain and happiness. Since the elder sister had seen the rose, she immediately went to greet her, while the younger sister stared at her in a daze. Rose brushed her hair and greeted us one by one. The young lady whispered in my ear softly: "Beauty, beauty." When I saw her, I believed it. Rose has always been timid and unassuming. She smiled kindly and insisted that I stand with my father. She took out her handkerchief and wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said shyly, "I've been on the plane for more than 20 hours, and my true colors have been revealed. It's so ugly." She laughed. The eldest sister immediately said: "You will never be ugly." Dad also laughed, "Don't spoil her." Rose just laughed. We got in the car and drove to the lady's place. Rose didn't speak, she just listened attentively to what her father said.The little sister looked at Rose from head to toe, and from foot to head, and the expression on his face replaced the words "impeccable". Our family was reunited, and we were all together, and I was haggard alone, watching Rose's frowns and smiles, and my heart was broken into pieces. Dad asked me: "Where is Zhuang? At work?" I replied: "Then there is no need to ask? He is no better than me, he is an indomitable man." I laughed at myself. Rose turned her head, "Going to work on time is considered indomitable? That's easy, Epicenter, you don't have to underestimate yourself." She smiled. "Yes." I blushed. , "Call him to dinner," Pa said. "Okay." I said. Zhuang said he would come to see us with the most curiosity. While drinking afternoon tea, Lao Zhuang came.I heard the sound of the car engine and went out to meet him, and couldn't help applauding when I saw him: the gloomy face, the early white sideburns, the neat clothes, and the gentle attitude, if he doesn't recognize him as a handsome young man, I'll be the first to disagree. He saw me smiling, "Is she here?" "Here we come." I said with my head down. Zhuang patted my shoulder, "Don't be afraid, I'm here." "follow me." I take him into the house. When father saw Lao Zhuang, he immediately came out to shake hands with him. Rose was talking to Miss Sister, and when she heard a visitor, she turned her head. Zhuang's hand was still in his father's, and when he saw Rose from a distance, he froze. instrument. When Rose saw a stranger staring at her like this, she also froze. I hurried up to make a rescue, "Old Zhuang, if you want a raise, just say so, why hold my father's hand and hesitate?" Zhuang's calm posture disappeared completely. He stepped back three steps, his face pale, and said to me, "Epicenter, please follow me to the study." I almost had to help him walk the few short steps. After closing the study door, he stayed there for a long time.I thought he was not feeling well, so I quickly poured wine for him and told him to lie on the sofa. "What's the matter?" "It's nothing." He seemed to have recovered, "I suddenly couldn't breathe." "Rest for a while before eating." "No, Epicenter, I want to go back." "Is it really that bad?" "See a doctor." "Do you want me to give you a ride?" "No, apologize to your father, I can go out from the long window here." "I'll see you later." I said. He nodded and went to open the long window. "Old Zhuang." I called to stop him. "What's up?" "Is she worth my madness for her?" Zhuang Guodong looked at me with pity, sympathy, pain, melancholy, and sadness in his eyes... Zhuang said: "Epicenter, poor epicenter, poor me." He opened the long window and went. The young lady came in, "Epicenter, where is Guodong?" "He's not feeling well, go to the doctor." I said. "What about you?" she said, "I think you're both a little weird." Sad people don't hug. The young lady sat down, "The beauty thing...now I believe it." She said in a daze. I couldn't eat that meal. Want to love her, can't love her, avoid her, but also want to see her, see her, it is better not to see her, and I want to run away from her.