Chapter 2 Chapter two

The next day when she came together, she ran to Juanzi Cafe. Opened the door with a key, cleaned up, fried two poached eggs, baked bread, and ate breakfast and lunch together. Juanzi came downstairs, poured a cup of coffee, sat and read the newspaper, while lighting a cigarette, leisurely. Danqing said: "Auntie, your leisure is just the opposite of your mother's busyness." "Everyone has different interests." "But it's all bongs." "It's not because our parents gave it." "There is shirk responsibility." "Really, in the beginning, it was just for fun. Adults were nervous enough to regard it as a symbol of depravity, and they were arrested and banned like thieves. This has been exhausted, and it has been sucked until now."

Danqing laughed, "What if they let you develop as you please?" "Maybe there are smarter choices, maybe out of hand, but no complaints." The postman knocked on the glass door and brought a stack of letters. Life is like a small town in North America. Danqing looked across the street and saw three or more cars gathered, with satin flowers pasted on the cars. "Hey, someone got married." "Is the bride pretty?" "It's not true, but it's probably beautiful. She can't let herself down." "Danqing, your words are getting more and more vicissitudes."

Xiao Dan turned his head when he heard the words, "Is it good or not?" "Hard to comment." "Here comes the bride, oh, she's wearing an ivory gown, no veil." "Not the first marriage." Danqing was startled, and silently prayed for this brave woman in her heart. The cars dispersed one after another, and Danqing regained his peace of mind. Juanzi knew what she was thinking. The little girl was thoughtful, and others would forget every word she said, but she chewed it slowly and thought it over and over again in her heart. Danqing's temper is neither like his father nor his mother, I don't know who inherited it from.

Maybe there was such a sentimental woman in their ancestors, and there is no way to check. Juanzi then said, "Even if that's your mother, you should be happy for her." Danqing was silent, it was easy to say but hard to do, she didn't know how she would react then. Juanzi checked the letters in her hand and found a long light blue envelope, her expression changed. She stood up, "I'll go upstairs to open the letter, Danqing, you greet the store." Danqing watched her go upstairs. Whose letter is rarely so solemn, what exactly is it? Just as Danqing was thinking about it, someone opened the door and came in. He sat down and said, "Beer."

Danqing quickly said, "We only have coffee or tea." The guest murmured: "Yes, I heard that there is such a strange shop nearby." He is a young man, holding his head in his hands at this moment, and seems to have infinite troubles. Danqing couldn't see his facial features clearly, but he was wearing a full suit. The weather is extremely hot, but he is not afraid. Finally he let out a long sigh, put down his hands, took off his coat, loosened his tie, and rolled up his sleeves. He asked, "Is there always ice water?" Danqing poured him a big glass and watched him raise his neck and down his throat.

What stimulated this man? Danqing looked at him curiously. The young man is not handsome, but he has a cute naive look. He sighed again, as if he wanted to let out all the resentment in his heart. Dan Qing couldn't help asking: "Are you okay?" He rubbed his face with his hands, "I'm fine, thank you." "Aren't you feeling unwell?" "It's okay." He smiled wryly. Danqing gave him another glass of ice water. Only then did he raise his head to see Danqing clearly. "The coffee seems to be very fragrant." "There is no big deal in the world, let's talk about it after a drink." Danqing smiled.

The young man said, "My name is Zhang Haiming." "Nice to meet you." "Did you see the wedding float just now?" He asked Danqing. Danqing immediately raised an eyebrow. "Have." "The bride is my mother." He said with a wry smile. Danqing was shocked. She didn't say anything anymore, Danqing understood his feelings too well, on the one hand, he was glad that his mother got home, on the other hand, he was worried that he would not be able to adapt to the new identity and new family members. "You don't understand my situation, I have two sets of parents at the moment."

Danqing said slowly: "That's not correct, a person can only have one pair of parents, and the other two are just your parents' spouse at the moment." Hearing what Danqing said, the young man seemed to have an epiphany, and he drank his coffee without making a sound. Danqing said: "My parents have also divorced." "what." "It's pretty common today too." "I guess so." "Did you bless your mother?" He shook his head. "Go now, there is still time, she will be happy." "You think I should go to the ceremony?"

"If my mother remarries, I will be there to accompany her, not to lie to you." The young man hesitated a little, gently picked up his coat, and pondered hesitantly. "Too late is too late." He asked, "How much is a cup of coffee and two cups of ice water?" Danqing said generously, "I invite you." "That won't work." "Let's settle the score next time. If you don't go out, you won't be able to catch up with the excitement." The young man only opened a smiling face at this moment, "I'll come back later."

He opened the door and went. Danqing clears the table. Suddenly he remembered that Aunt Juanzi had been going upstairs for so long and hadn't come down. She dialed the phone to her room, and the phone rang a dozen times before she came to answer it. "Auntie, what do you need?" Danqing asked. "I'll just take a break." Her voice was thick and excited, as if she had been crying. It's just an image, it can't be real, Danqing has never seen her shed tears. But it's just an elephant, and it's already news, why are you excited? She didn't go downstairs that afternoon.

Danqing understands that feeling, it's not that he's unkind, it's not that he has a withdrawn personality, when he's alone, there's always a period of time when he doesn't want to see anyone or say anything. Danqing felt this way when he watched his father run away from home, so he didn't bother Aunt Juanzi. Under the counter, there is a stack of Tintin comics. She listens to music while reading, just like at home. The phone rang, and Danqing said, "Juanzi Cafe." Her father's laughter came from over there: "Takeaway, thirty cups of coffee and tea, delivered to the fifteenth floor of the central building in the bank district." Danqing Dale said, "Father, it's you." "Are you free at six o'clock today? Come out and talk about serious business." "I haven't closed yet." "Miss, it's okay to ask for an hour's leave." "Aunt Juanzi looks different today." "I'll come and talk to her." "No, no, no, I dare not carry you over her." Ruan Zhidong was very surprised when he heard his daughter's words, "I really didn't expect you to have a deep understanding of office politics, I admire you." Young parents and their children have never been separated, just like friends. Dan Qing smiled. "Where are we talking?" she asked her father. "Would you like to come to my house?" Danqing Shen, it would be inconvenient if his girlfriend Zhou Nannan was here. Knowing daughter Mo Ruofu, "there is entertainment between the south and the south." "Then I'll be there at six-thirty." "Yes, how is your mother?" "Daddy, why don't you greet her yourself?" "Will she accept it? Forget it. I'm her No. 1 enemy." "I'm sure you two were once deeply in love." Ruan Zhidong was silent for a while, "Yes, but, it's incredible, how did that happen?" Danqing can't laugh or cry. Originally, in another period of time, the old couple could travel around the world on a luxury cruise ship without going ashore once for three or four months, living in a fairyland on earth. But no, it has to be taken apart, why?Irreconcilable and unforgivable differences. Danqing did not accept this absurd reason at all, but the court believed it, no matter what. When other couples divorced, Danqing could still understand it, because one of them had obvious shortcomings that were recognized as irreparable, but her parents were both extremely lovely people. Highly educated, handsome in appearance, good in family background, not gambling, not lazy, not procrastinating, hard working, responsible to others, there is no reason why they should break up. And there is no third party. That's what made Danqing puzzled. She called upstairs again, "Auntie, would you like some fruit?" Juanzi's voice was much calmer, "I'll be down now, do you have any Irish coffee?" "Have." When Juanzi came downstairs, Danqing noticed whether her expression was happy or sad. Xiao Dan doesn't want to know why her aunt is happy or sad, but she definitely doesn't want to see her beloved aunt feeling unhappy. She asked, "No business?" Dan Qing shook his head. "Go to bed early." Danqing smiled: "Perhaps Ai and his wife will appear." "I'll greet them." At this time, someone pushed open the glass door of the coffee room and asked loudly, "Is Miss Ruan in?" Danqing turned his head away, it was him. It's the little student whose mother is the bride today, and his name is Zhang Haiming. He took out his handkerchief to wipe his sweat, and said in a loud voice, "Ruan Danqing, thank you." Juanzi raised an eyebrow, completely knowing how to calculate the account. Danqing was a little embarrassed. Juanzi avoided it with a smile. Danqing asked, "How was the wedding?" He replied: "If I don't arrive, the atmosphere will be much worse. My mother has been waiting for me." Danqing was very happy, "I'll come out after changing clothes." "Are you off work?" He was surprised. "I have something to do at home today." Zhang Haiming was a little disappointed, after a while he said, "I'll take you out." "No, Haiming, you just came back." "Must." He insisted. Danqing nodded and picked up the handbag. Danqing is slender, Zhang Haiming is three or two centimeters shorter than her, she doesn't notice anything, but Zhang Haiming is a little embarrassed. Sitting in the car, he described the details of the wedding to her, and his expressive ability was very strong, and his description was very moving. Finally, he said, "I'm already twenty-one years old. It's naive to insist on refusing to forgive my parents. Besides, what is there to forgive?" Danqing whispered in his heart: Yes, yes, they should sacrifice for their families. Later, I felt that the reason was too weak, and my heart immediately felt infinitely desolate. The two quickly exchanged their educational background, age, likes and dislikes, and their future prospects. Young people can become acquainted like old friends at the first meeting. They have no taboos or carelessness, and they can say whatever they think. "What do you desire?" Zhang Haiming asked. "hapiness." "Be specific," he laughed, "don't be greedy." "Hurry up and get through this summer vacation." "why?" "I'm here, let me tell you next time." "See you tomorrow." Danqing waved to him. Why do you want this summer vacation to pass quickly?Because it was her turning point. Danqing had a premonition that this black summer would not be easy to pass. Just at this time, there was a thunder above his head, Danqing looked up, and saw dark clouds, and big raindrops seemed to be falling at any time. Danqing sighed, went to Ruan's house and rang the doorbell. It was my father's girlfriend Zhou Nannan who came to open the door. Danqing didn't dare to show surprise. Unexpectedly, the other party has already said: "You came fifteen minutes early, I will go out soon." Danqing was very embarrassed and didn't know what to say at all. She is not articulate, and she can be called stagnant in front of strangers, especially this lady with a special status. Ruan Zhidong asked loudly inside: "Is Xiaodan here?" His girlfriend turned her head and replied: "I'm greeting her." She seemed a little angry. Even if the sensitive Danqing pressed a big stone in his heart, he just pretended not to hear it. Ruan Zhidong greeted him, "Is it raining outside?" There was another thunder, followed by lightning. It was almost dark, so Ms. Zhou turned on the lights and opened the door to go out. She was indeed a little angry, and angrily noticed that she was wearing a pair of white leather shoes, and the hand closing the door was a little heavier. Ruan Zhidong sat down and cut straight to the point: "About your admission to higher education——" Xiao Dan chose a dark corner to sit down. My father seems to be very far away, even with people and voices, on the other side of the mountain, misty and rainy, with many obstacles, I can't see the true face of Lushan Mountain clearly. "Gah?" She didn't hear what he said clearly. "——Send you to Vancouver." That's the conclusion. Danqing said strangely, "I thought I was going to New York." "It's too dangerous, you will like Canada, uncle and aunt will take care of you." "but--" "After your bachelor's, you can move to work in the Metropolitan." Danqing remained silent.Should be satisfied, she believed that her father had done the best. This fee is not trivial. "are you happy?" Danqing nodded, it was true. Ruan Zhidong said: "It is best for young people to go to a foreign country to live. There is a sky outside the sky, and they are free. When they are middle-aged, they can't even walk." Xiao Dan laughed, "It's too exaggerated." "It's not that your feet can't walk, but that you're entangled in countless mundane affairs, making it hard to move." He added as usual: "Xiao Dan, you will understand when you grow up." Xiao Dan just laughed. "Which school?" "Uncle has applied for many exams for you, and we will know when it is announced." "Which subject?" "Yes, good question." Ruan Zhidong looked at his daughter and smiled. Danqing couldn't help blushing. She felt that she didn't have a subject she was good at, and she didn't know what to study. Traditional economics, literature, geography, and management were all okay.But when I think about it seriously, it's not even my favorite subject. Her father said, "I applied for English Literature for you, and I hope you can get a higher degree. You can get B in both English subjects in the joint exam." "I don't like English literature." "Danqing, how often do we like what we do?" Dan Qing was silent for a while. It's started, the pressure of being an adult has already begun, and I have to use willpower to do the things I don't like to do responsibly and extremely beautifully. It came too fast, Danqing felt reconciled, what a mess, the good times are gone forever, obviously last summer, she could still lie on the rope bed on the balcony and read Jingle comics, but this year she has to face the torrent of reality. "With a foundation in English literature, you can study law." Danqing immediately objected, "This is how people get cancer." "Bewitching rumors to confuse the public, all barristers are terminally ill?" Danqing still insisted, "There must be more opportunities." Her father leaned back and forth with a smile, and sighed after a while, "You are really like your mother back then, with every frown and smile, the same imprint is carved out." "you love Me?" "certainly." "Why can't I love her again?" Ruan Zhidong said fluently: "She has changed, and I have changed too. Ge Xiaojia and Ruan Zhidong are already strangers. They don't talk to each other, and they have different goals. No matter what, it is impossible to walk at the same time." Danqing completely accepted the scene, she simplified the matter, and said bluntly: "It's better to say, you don't love her anymore, so you abandoned her." Ruan Zhidong was taken aback. He seemed to have never thought about it this way before, so he couldn't help being stunned. "I'm leaving." Danqing said. "Dan, come have dinner with us." "No, I don't want to make Miss Zhou unhappy. As you said, I look exactly like my mother. She must be unnatural when she sees my face." "You care too much." Danqing thought, it is better to have more intentions than no intentions. "Are you going to marry Miss Zhou?" she asked her father. "Not yet." "Dad, it's the 1980s and it's fashionable to get married and have kids." "I never said I was an '80s hipster." Danqing was not afraid that Zhou Nannan would suffer a loss. The one who suffered the most was her mother. "Thank you, Dad." Ruan Zhidong looked at his daughter's small face and thought it was worth it. He originally wanted to change to a bigger car, but now because of Danqing's study abroad expenses, the plan might have to be postponed for three years. Back on the street, it was raining hard. Danqing didn't have an umbrella in his hand. She didn't want to turn back to borrow anything, hesitated for a few seconds, and then walked towards the station. When I got home, a pair of leather shoes gurgled and leaked water, which was literally soaked in water. Mother hasn't come back yet. A note was attached to the magnet on the side of the fridge: Come home tonight about twelve o'clock and you can make corned beef sandwiches or go out to dinner. Danqing sighed. Her Suihan three friends are canned soup, instant noodles and corned beef. Without them, I don’t know how to live. Make a sandwich, turn on the TV, and make noise. The phone didn't ring all night. All the furniture and supplies in the apartment have simple lines and plain colors, and the only phone is pink. As far as Danqing knows, her mother has been yearning for a princess-shaped private phone since she was adolescence. After 25 years, this wish finally came true. achieve. Adults also have their naive side, Danqing thinks so every time he uses the phone. She especially likes to buy clothes for her daughter, carrying them back in piles, all of which are the latest bubble skirts, worn over leggings, with big bows in watercolor hues... Danqing has always been embarrassed to say that apart from school uniforms, he only likes white shirts and jeans, and sailor collar jackets at most. These new clothes are all stuffed in the closet, intact. Until one day, Danqing accidentally flipped through an old photo album and saw a photo of her mother when she was a teenager, and suddenly understood. In her teens, she was wearing a short skirt and white boots. It turned out that she had been unconsciously buying clothes for Ge Xiaojia when she was a girl. Danqing immediately hid the photobook, with a sour nose in the middle. Mother used to be so attached to her teenage years. It would be great if there was a time tunnel, Danqing could go back with her, and to repay the pain of lovesickness, the mother and daughter went door to door according to the old address: Is Miss Ge Xiaojia there... Life is bitter and bitter. When Ge Xiaojia came back, she saw her daughter falling asleep in the car with a half-eaten sandwich, half-wet hair wrapped in a towel, and a concert on TV. Xiao Dan faced up to the 100-fired light bulb, and still had the ability to dream of Duke Zhou. Young people can do anything. Iron-like jeans, tightly wrapped around the legs like a second layer of skin, just as comfortable. As soon as you get on the plane, fasten your seat belt, feel at home, and fall asleep immediately, with a soft body and no hard work. These are all talents under the age of twenty. "Dan Qing Dan Qing." Xiao Dan opened his eyes, "Is it dawn?" "It's still early." "Mom, I dreamed that I went back many years with you to find ideals." "Did you find it?" "There are many thorns on the road, you have already grasped the awakening, maybe you can continue tonight." Ge Xiaojia laughed, a girl is a girl. Xiao Dan asked, "How is today?" "Not the same." "I did meet my father." "what." "He arranged it all for me." "Look, you're still lucky." "Yes." Danqing admitted. "Once this summer vacation is over, you won't have to deal with your frowning mother." "Mom, you know it's not true." Ge Xiaojia removes makeup in front of the mirror. "It's disgusting. I wiped off layer by layer and washed it off, and painted it one by one tomorrow morning. Masks should have been invented long ago." Dan Qing turned his head and smiled. "You left me with less companions, talking to myself more, talking to myself." "I'll be back to see you." "What's there to see? Be smart and bring back your diploma and passport together with your marriage certificate in three years." Danqing was really stunned, she didn't expect that there were so many big things waiting for her to do. "I have to know how to plan, you know, after wasting the past few years, getting twice the result with half the effort will cause trouble in the future." Danqing shouted: "Save the child." That night, no one enjoyed the luxury of tossing and turning. Ge Xiaojia never had the habit of dreaming. She felt that it was dawn when she blinked, and the alarm clock sounded. She got out of bed with a disheveled head, deeply feeling that death is not terrible at this moment, and long-term rest is what she looks forward to. While washing his face, he sighed, even Xiao Dan in the next room could hear it clearly. She got up and made breakfast for her mother. Ge Xiaojia said, "I'm going to the Philippines for three to five days, you take care of yourself." "Play happily." Xiao Dan said. "I will." It would be great if someone pursued her mother, Xiao Dan thought, and when he opened the door, he saw a large bouquet of flowers, about a hundred of them, and a diamond ring was tied in the stamen of the middle rose, and a note said: "Let me take care of you forever"... … "Greetings for Juanzi for me." "Mom," Xiao Dan remembered, "have you ever seen Aunt Juanzi cry?" "Never." Pause, "Why do you ask?" "nothing." "Crying her up won't do you any good." Ge Xiaojia laughed. "I'm not a bad girl." "I went." Xiao Dan saw her pick up the luggage bag. "From the company directly to the airport." "Of course," she said helplessly, "the boss won't allow me to rest for three to five days before leaving." "Have a good time, and have a good trip." Ge Xiaojia seemed to want to turn her head to say something, but she finally didn't open her mouth. Xiao Dan closed the door behind her. The phone rang at that moment. "Xiaodan? Song Wenpei." "Thank goodness, Peipei, you're back." Xiaodan let out a sigh of relief. "Xiao Dan, I haven't come back, I'm now in London." The other party smiled wryly. "what?" "I can't come back. I found the school. School starts on September 10th. I won't be back until Christmas." "Oh, but I was in Vancouver then." "I have a feeling, Xiao Dan, we may just say goodbye like this forever, never to see each other again." "Don't be pessimistic, it's summer vacation, we can meet in Europe." The other party paused, "Danqing, I won't talk anymore, let's write." "Song Wenpei," Danqing became anxious, "remember to give me the address." "Sure." She had hung up the phone. Danqing was very emotional, searching his brains, and suddenly remembered a poem he read in the last semester of the third year of middle school, one of which was called the old man Wanliguanshange, it was it, and it was described vividly. This is the first time that Danqing finds the ancient prose interesting. It's boring. During the five years of middle school, Song Wenpei was inseparable from her, and they talked about everything. The male classmates often laughed at Yi and her being too intimate. Whenever they saw them, they sang "We are Siamese, we are twins" to make fun of them. The two of them do have a bit of a spiritual connection. When copying notes, when encountering new words, she fills them in for her, and she corrects them for her. I have never been jealous of the other party, even if I am dissatisfied, I will say it immediately, and I am willing to say it, and it will be fine. Five years is nothing to middle-aged people, but to Danqing, it is a lifetime. Song Wenpei was in a hurry when he left, and after ten minutes on the phone, he hurriedly said goodbye. I didn't expect to come back. So this summer is really dark enough. If there is no Juanzi Cafe, Danqing will also go out to work during the summer vacation. If you are so busy, so tired, you will die like a thief, and you will have no time to mourn the fall. This is what her mother thought. Danqing locked the door and went to work in Juanzi Cafe. The hostess was upstairs and called, "Xiao Dan, come up here." Seeing her packing her luggage, Dan Qing couldn't help gasping, "You want to leave too, and you leave me too?" Juanzi smiled, "I'll be back in three to five days." Danqing sat down in the stairwell, "It's no wonder the airline business is so good, the passenger planes are all full, and when summer vacation comes, half of the world's population is flying in the sky." "I go out no more than once a year." "Where are you going?" "Paris." Auntie smiled. that letter. The long light blue letter, with a Van Gogh sunflower stamp on it, was being mailed from France. All of this is in Danqing's eyes. The little girl was a little disappointed. She had always admired Aunt Juanzi, admiring her self-admired and calm demeanor. She didn't expect that a thin letter could move her, which shows that mortals are mortals, and Auntie is no exception. Danqing asked, "Let's go now?" "Evening flight." Auntie is also a human being, so it's unfair to be demanding on her. "Then," Danqing said, "Juanzi Cafe will have to study for a few days." "No need to." Danqing looked at her. Juanzi smiled and said, "You can make four cups of coffee in one night, right?" Danqing was surprised, "But the responsibility is heavy, you have to open and close the door, do you trust me?" "Of course, you're not a child." Danqing hesitated a little. "You have a cautious attitude, which shows that you are absolutely responsible." Danqing resolutely said: "Okay, I will take up this burden." Sooner or later, you have to upgrade to become an adult and take on responsibilities, so choose today as an opportunity. Juanzi handed her a bunch of keys, "This time it's up to you." Danqing swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "Will there be hooligans coming to make trouble?" Juanzi smiled, "Even if I'm here, all I can do is dial three nines, and I'm not a strong man who can lift mountains and surpass the world." Dan Qing gritted his teeth and stopped talking. In the future, if a person goes to a foreign land to be a stranger, wouldn't it be more frustrating than staying in a coffee shop? Early exercise is also beneficial. "I'll be back on the fifteenth," Juanzi said, "Do you want me to bring you something?" "A pair of the most fashionable denim trousers." "Twenty-four waists?" "yes." "no problem." I don’t know whether narrow feet, wide feet or straight feet are popular in Paris at the moment, with faded embroidery or printing. Don’t look at this small pair of jeans. "And," Danqing said greedily, "plus a white shirt." Juanzi knew that white shirts also have countless knowledge, so she agreed with a smile. Danqing added: "Don't go to Lafayette to buy, the things in small boutiques are much more fashionable." "I have points." "Good luck." You said it twice a day, and you said it was a coincidence. "Also," Juanzi thought about it, "wish me all the best." Danqing felt that the situation was serious, so he had no choice but to say: "I wish you all the best." That day, no guests came to the door, and the whole afternoon was cloudy. Danqing muttered to himself: "Wukong borrowed a big iron fan and fanned it twice towards the Flame Mountain, and it rained from the sky..."