Chapter 9 Chapter nine

Qiao Lishan sent Danqing to the house. Ge Xiaojia came to open the door, saw him, raised an eyebrow, greeted him, after exchanging greetings, closed the door, immediately turned to his daughter and asked, "Better?" Dan Qing smiled: "Better." There is really a way, Ge Xiaojia patted his daughter on the shoulder, young and beautiful, confident. Danqing saw her mother dressed up, her smile froze, "Where are you going?" Evening wear, heavy makeup, high heels. "Appointment." Ge Xiaojia replied. Danqing looked at her blankly, making an appointment, what appointment, maybe it was a relapse of an old illness.

Ge Xiaojia said shyly, "This time it's true." "Mom, you can go wherever you like, I will accompany you to relax." "I really have a date." "Then I'll take you there." "Danqing, you don't trust me anymore." "Mother, I know that when people are extremely lonely, they will behave in some abnormal ways." "You don't have to use metaphors, someone really came to pick me up." "Okay, then we'll wait for him together." "Danqing, this time it's true." Someone rings the bell.

Ge Xiaojia jumped up. Danqing said, "Sit down first, and I'll open the door." I'm afraid it's for a newspaper fee. As soon as the door opened, Danqing was stunned. A middle-aged man was holding a box of candy in his hand, smiling all over his face. "You're Xiaodan, aren't you?" "You—" Danqing had no choice but to accept the gift. "My surname is Zhang, we're talking on the phone, why, forgot?" Danqing turned her head away, it was true, her mother really had an appointment, Xiaodan was extremely apologetic, but Ge Xiaojia smiled wryly.

"Are you ready?" Mr. Zhang asked tentatively. Dan Qing replied: "Okay, I hope you have a pleasant evening." "Thank you." Mr. Zhang said with a smile: "Before twelve o'clock, I must send Lingtang back." Danqing closed the door. She smiled and made the fake come true, she thought, Mother finally found a date. This is a day full of joys and sorrows. If she has the habit of keeping a diary, she can guarantee to fill ten sheets of paper. She wanted to talk to Aunt Juanzi, but she was afraid that Auntie was resting. Danqing couldn't let go, and finally dialed the number, and the operator was Lao Hu.

He finally went back. Danqing asked him, "How is Auntie?" He replied nonchalantly: "We are going out for dinner," he raised his voice, "Juanzi, Xiaodan is looking for you." Juanzi's voice came from a distance: "What's the matter, I'm changing clothes." Dan Qing felt relieved.She told Hu Shizhen, "I won't go to work tomorrow, maybe I will go to the consulate with my father." Hu Shizhen said politely: "I wish you success in your work." "Wait." "What else is there?" After a while, Danqing couldn't speak.

Juanzi asked in surprise, "Xiao Dan hasn't finished yet?" Danqing had no choice but to say: "Goodbye." She hung up the phone. Ruan Danqing didn't have a date, and lay on the bed, half asleep and half awake, listening to music with headphones. The doorbell rang for a long time before she heard it. Danqing jumped up from the bed, maybe her mother came back early after having a bad time. When I opened the door, I saw the most unexpected guest, Gu Ziyou. Danqing immediately showed disgust. "Dan, I want to talk to you." Danqing refused to let her in, "You and I have nothing to talk about."

"Xiao Dan, I really don't know the relationship between Hu Shizhen and Ji Juanzi." "Don't you know now?" "Dan, let me in." Dan Qing hesitated, it seemed that Xiao Yu had a good conscience, if she could be persuaded, it might help Juanzi. She moves out of the way for her to come in. Xiaoyou covered her face with her hands, "Later, Hu Shizhen told me everything." "Yu, you are a victim yourself and should know best how it feels." "Sorry." "I'm sorry? They have been in love for ten years, you can't replace Ji Juanzi."

Xiao You put down her hand, "Hu Shi is really willing to marry me." "what?" "He said he was taking me to Paris." Danqing smiled instead of anger, I never thought that history would repeat itself, Hu Shizhen repeated the mistakes made ten years ago, it seems that he is not unwilling to fulfill the marriage contract, but he just does not want to fulfill the whole Ji Juanzi, what is such a person going to do? Danqing's heart died, and he was peaceful, and his expressions and movements became peaceful. No wonder Aunt Juanzi wasn't excited at all, she must have felt the same way.

"Danqing, I really want to live in Paris for a while." "You don't have to ask my permission." "Danqing, we are friends." Danqing shook his head, "I don't have a friend like you." Gu Youyou lowered his head, "I'm here, and I already have nothing. What Hu Shizhen gave me is a very good opportunity." Danqing scolded her, "What you see is just an opportunity to take advantage of." She raised her head, "Their relationship has already deteriorated, it's not me, it will be someone else." "Go, you go." Danqing said calmly.

Gu Youyou still wanted to be forgiven, "Danqing, you have always been very kind to me—" "Please leave my house immediately, I wish you all the best, and see you soon." Gu Youyou knew it was irreversible, so he went out with his head down. Danqing closes the door. Hu Shizhen repeated his old trick and took another woman away again. What Gu Liberty said is true. Danqing remembered that when Hu Shizhen saw her for the first time, his eyes were burning and thoughtful. If Ruan Danqing wanted to, he could also successfully play the role of Gu Ziyou. If Aunt Juanzi wants to be hurt by such a person, she is really asking for trouble.

Dan Qing didn't fall asleep. When Mr. Zhang sent her mother back, she heard everything he said at the door. He said: "It's one o'clock, Xiao Dan will not let me go." Ge Xiaojia smiled, "I had a great time today." "Don't forget next Saturday." Xiao Dan heard the sound of closing the door. She still doesn't believe that Mr. Zhang is real, maybe the mother finds an acquaintance to play the role to reassure her daughter. Before the age of fifteen, Danqing's illusion was that the older he was, the less troubles he would have. Isn't it strange that he would not be confused when he was forty.The truth is, grown-ups' worries get in their eyeballs, and none of them can be resolved. On the second day, Ruan Zhidong was in better spirits than his daughter. "I've found a new job for your mother." "Oh, that's great." "There's also a twenty percent increase in salary." Dan Qing was moved, "That's too ideal." "I booked plane tickets for the two of you. You go to stay at my uncle's house for a while before she comes back to work." Danqing nodded hurriedly. After a while she asked: "How is Miss Zhou Nannan?" "How is it?" Ruan Zhidong looked into the distance, and replied melancholy, "Nothing." "You still meet?" "It's gone. She's going with a foreigner class." "Oh." Danqing couldn't help being delighted. "Her salary is several times higher than that of the governor, and she is very worthy of her." "That's great." Danqing said with a smile. "Yes," Ruan Zhidong said helplessly, "it's really good." The father and daughter successfully submitted all the documents and obtained the student visa. Ruan Zhidong said: "Your uncle and aunt contributed a lot this time, so you must remember it firmly." "Well, I'll try my best to get a second grade in order to repay them." "Can't A wait?" "Is it worth sacrificing everything and putting all your energy into a desperate game? I have never done such a thing. Success is not chic, and failure will lead to a mental breakdown." "Danqing, you are too good at keeping in good health, there is no guarantee that you will not live to be one hundred and twenty years old." Father and daughter chose a French restaurant for lunch. Danqing asked: "Father, Auntie Juanzi's friend Hu Shizhen, what is he doing in Paris?" "You do not know?" Dan Qing shook his head, "But vagrants?" "Xiao Dan, you are too ignorant. Hu Shi is really a famous painter. They say that in Paris, after Zao Wou-ki, there is only one Chinese artist named Hu." "Ah." Ruan Zhidong continued: "They are people who are successful in art, and they have an evil spirit in their gestures, commonly known as charm. Your Aunt Juanzi is just like that." "Father said it so vulgarly." Danqing rolled his eyes. "Isn't it? Am I wrong? With Juanzi's looks and talent, she won't have to worry about finding a partner at the age of fifty. Look at her, she just likes Hu Shizhen." Danqing hesitated and asked: "Father, do you think Hu Shi is really romantic or nasty?" "I see? The more I look at it, the more jealous I get. It doesn't make sense. Over the years, all women have been submissive to him." "Father, we're talking serious." Ruan Zhidong then said: "What kind of person is Hu Shi, he has never kept a secret from Ji Juanzi, she knows it all too well, if this is the case, it is unreasonable to want him." Danqing said, "So, he didn't lie to her?" Ruan Zhidong sneered, "Xiao Dan, it takes a lot of effort to lie to someone. If you don't care about her, how can you be willing to lie to her. Therefore, if someone tries to deceive you in the future, don't expose him." Danqing was puzzled, "Father, what kind of family education is this?" "Don't worry, no matter what happens, your Auntie Juanzi is mentally prepared." "Maybe, you all overestimated her." "Danqing, this time you go, live in someone else's house, know yourself, don't make random phone calls, don't occupy the bathroom, go to bed early and get up early, and address people with a smile." Danqing said: "I will move to the dormitory as soon as possible." "Follow uncle, eat better." "I'll see you step by step." "Xiao Dan, you don't blame your father, do you?" Why is it so strange, Dan Qing thought, none of them have grown up, the ruthless years have forced their bodies to enter the middle-aged stage, their souls are unwilling to submit, struggle and tremble...the pain is inexplicable. "I can do this, I am very satisfied." "Thank you for understanding." "Father, you and mother—" Ruan Zhidong understood what his daughter was going to say, "It's not possible for now," he scratched his scalp, "Maybe ten or eight years later, there will be a turning point." Dan Qing was discouraged. Ruan Zhidong smiled, "You think ten or eight years is a long time, it's not." Dan Qing raised his head, "It's pretty slim to get back together, isn't it, to be honest." "Xiao Dan, once you arrive in Bibang, you won't have time to worry about your lord's affairs. I will also exchange Canadian dollars for you. Let's go." Danqing was very satisfied. His father seemed to be more sensible than before, and there was no difficulty in communicating. Also, he helped his mother stand up, and at least the two of them turned enemies into friends, discussing and discussing things. It's time to start packing clothes. Song Wenpei said that the existing clothes are useless at all, so don't bother, just keep them all, and buy new ones when you get there. But Danqing always wanted to save some money for his parents. She asked Song Wenpei what to bring. Jeans are the answer. "Two pieces of trousers, sweater and shirt, plus a coat, scarf and gloves. Remember, you are going to study, not to show fashion." Peipei was full of air, speaking in the tone of a big sister and the attitude of someone who came here. Strange, I have completely forgotten that I was still crying and making noise a week earlier. This is the greatest ability of human beings to survive: forgetfulness. "Are you going to start the journey again?" Peipei let out a sigh of relief, "My parents' expectations of me, my own future, don't you go to study for these four years?" Danqing said, "Have you noticed that we don't really have any right to choose?" Peipei smiled, "Yes, I'm afraid you can choose whether to keep your hair long or short." She also sees clearly. Danqing couldn't help holding Peipei's hand tightly. "Xiao Dan, we must meet in the future, and we must also bring my husband out." Danqing glanced at her and had a strong sixth sense. Song Wenpei and Zhang Haiming would become a couple. What's so strange, in the UK, the weather is so bad, and there is no entertainment, so we have to concentrate on cultivating our relationship. All objective conditions are destined for them to be together. Peipei asked: "Danqing, what kind of person will you marry, have you ever thought about it?" "there has never been." "Really, my classmate for many years, I know that you have never had any illusions." "Because I don't want to get married." "Listen to what the argument is." "It's best to rely on yourself." "Danqing, it's very lonely. How do you dance tango alone? Who will take photos with you during the trip? If you have a partner, he will carry you when you are tired, and you will carry him when you are tired. Talk to each other and relieve boredom. Life is easy." Dan Qing just smiled. Peipei's tone is a bit like her mother's. There is no doubt that it is heredity. The previous generation even passed on life experience to the next generation. The Song family has always been harmonious, so Peipei is optimistic about marriage. After a while, Xiaodan replied: "My mother has always been a good wife. She has a career and earns a lot of money. She bravely shared it with the Communist Party. She has no private savings and is willing to do housework after get off work. My father and I live this hotel-style life: forever With clean towels, never disposed of toilet paper, ready-made together, eighteen years later, my father asked to break up." "You will not have the same fate." "But I think the whole thing is too wasteful. The writer spends three years writing a book, and the director spends three years filming a film. The society that loves talents will admire them all. But after three years of marriage and divorce, what do you get? ?" Peipei was surprised and said after a while, "Danqing, I don't know how to say it." Danqing sneered, "Don't talk to me, I'm talking nonsense." "Sometimes I worry about you, Dan, your ideas are so original." Danqing resentfully said, "Hey, are you starting to mock me?" "Danqing, I will always love you." This summer has been forever. Near the end of the season, it has been hot for more than a hundred days, and the face is oily, and everyone seems to be ten years old. That night, Danqing pushed open the window and saw a bright moon with a hint of autumn. She imagined the showdown between Hu Shizhen and Aunt Juanzi. Him: I'm leaving. Her: You're a clown. Him: Yes, I am not good enough for you. She: Stop talking nonsense, and show up in front of others in the future. Him: Do I still dare? She was chic and arrogant, he was ashamed and wretched, the lights dimmed, and the scene fell abruptly. Dan Qing fell asleep. I vaguely saw someone approaching the bed, "Xiao Dan, Xiao Dan." "Who?" "Xiao Dan, if you sleep soundly like this, you won't give me a ride." Danqing tried his best to open his eyes, trying to see who it was, but it was still hazy, and there was only one figure. "It's Aunt Juanzi, isn't it?" Auntie stretched out her hands, and Danqing held them tightly, ah, she was wearing white gloves. This time it can be seen more clearly, it is a pair of short gloves with network patterns. Danqing woke up startled. Huo Di opened his eyes, and heard the sound of running water in the bathroom, it was his mother taking a shower. Danqing's heart was pounding, and she pressed her hands on her chest. Thinking day by day, dreaming at night, too involved in Aunt Juanzi's private affairs. She got off the bed and knocked on the bathroom door. "Haven't slept yet?" Ge Xiaojia poked her head out from behind the shower curtain. "Already slept through." "I really admire you, you can sleep with all your clothes on." "Mom, I dreamed of Aunt Juanzi." "We meet every day during the day, why meet in dreams?" "The same dream, repeated many times." "Yes." Ge Xiaojia put on her bathrobe, "I've had exam dreams at least 7,000 times. When the test papers were handed out, the questions were printed in French or German. I couldn't understand a single word. I also had dreams about losing my teeth and hair." , neither frightened nor painful, just fell completely bald, alas, I don't know what this means." Dan Qing thought quietly. "I also dreamed that my relatives and friends died, and I cried bitterly, and I still cried when I woke up." "Did they really die?" "It's strange, they are all living well, and their families are rich." Dan Qing smiled. "Come on, drink a cup of cocoa, relax your nerves, really don't want to sleep, make a list of things to bring." "No, just your passport, air ticket and banknotes are enough." "Hey, your tone is exactly the same as Ruan Zhidong back then." "What can I do, either like Dad or like Mom." "Come on, talk to mom." Ge Xiaojia's mood is very improved, and it seems that the worst is over. "Mom, how long has it been since you saw Aunt Juanzi?" "Why do you ask that?" "On the weekend, we invite her out, and everyone has a good day." "That's good, but Mr. Zhang has already made an appointment with me." Oh yes, Danqing remembered. "When you went to study, it's not the same as usual that I and her two elders depend on each other for life." "She has Hu Shizhen." "Old Hu comes and goes, goes and comes again, we are all used to it, don't count." That hateful man. "Hey, Juanzi is willing to sacrifice, can you blame Lao Hu for taking advantage of it, alas." Dan Qing didn't make a sound. "Well, I'll go with you to find Juanzi on Saturday morning, to brag and chat." On Saturday morning, Ge Xiaojia couldn't get up. Danqing couldn't bear to wake her mother up. After five days of hard work and a weekend off, she had the right to stay in bed and keep this precious holiday morning to herself. Danqing drove alone to Juanzi coffee shop. At the door, she met Hu Shizhen. Lao Hu sat on the stone steps with an annoyed, surprised and anxious expression. When he saw Danqing, he stood up and motioned for her to open the door. Danqing is a smart person, and he knew what happened at a glance. He was no longer qualified to enter the house, so Juanzi drove him away. What a pleasure, a smile appeared on the corner of Danqing's mouth, it should be done like this. It can be seen from this that all worries are superfluous, Aunt Juanzi is not old. "Xiao Dan, you have the key, open the door quickly." "You also have a key." Danqing teased him. Hu Shizhen was a little annoyed, "This is not the time to bicker, open the door quickly." Danqing shook his head stubbornly, "She asked for your key back, and proved that she doesn't want to let you in. I can't let you in without authorization." "Juanzi will never fail to open the door." "Then why are you still sitting outside the door?" "Juanzi probably has an accident." Danqing spat at him, "Fuck your crow's mouth, then why don't you take a stone and break the glass to see what's going on? It's not like you haven't tried it before." "Little Dan, open the door!" Danqing had no choice but to take out the key and turn it, but it didn't open, and the door was locked inside. Sooner or later, Hu Shizhen had already moved a big rock and knocked it hard on the glass. Shards splattered all over the floor, and as he reached through the door and unlocked it, the glass spikes cut his hand. Danqing knew that something was wrong, there was a buzzing sound in his ears, and the hairs all over his body stood on end. She pushed Hu Shizhen away and rushed upstairs. The window was half open, and the curtains fluttered slightly. The air is peaceful and nothing out of the ordinary. There was a pearl-gray satin gown hanging outside the closet door. Oh, it must be the wedding dress she had mentioned, but it was no longer needed. "Auntie," Danqing called softly, "Auntie." Juanzi was lying on the bed with half of her face facing inward. Danqing approached, sat on the edge of the bed, and gently touched her shoulder with his hand. Juanzi turned around in stress, her face was purple, her eyes were closed tightly, and she was lifeless. Seeing this situation, Danqing was overly terrified, unable to utter a sound, only felt that the blood in his whole body was suddenly drained, and he found it difficult to practice breathing. Juanzi wore a small layer of gauze on her head, and her hands, her hands, were right, white gloves. It is exactly the same as what Danqing saw in his dream, the dress gloves with network patterns. It seemed that Juanzi wanted to change into a dress at first, but it was too late, and the medicine had already taken effect. I don't know how long it took, Danqing's eyes were getting darker, and the stars were flying around. She probably felt that Hu Shizhen followed up the stairs, saw Juanzi on the bed, and shouted wildly, he seemed to have rolled down the stairs, and then everyone came, the police, Paramedics, neighbors... Danqing has been silently standing by the bed and waiting. When the ambulance personnel carried Juanzi away, the corner of the wedding dress fell to the ground. Danqing's heart was very quiet, he knelt down, picked it up gently, and held it in his hands. She did not go with the brigade. Danqing walked down the stairs slowly, made two cups of coffee behind the counter, and sat down. She covered her face with her hands and said softly, "Auntie, you shouldn't be like this." She seemed to hear the sound of Juanzi sipping coffee. "You can overcome it." Danqing said. Juanzi seemed to be smiling. "He's not worth it and everyone knows he's not worth it." Juanzi still did not answer. Danqing picked up the cup and saucer and threw it at the corner of the wall. Immediately, coffee was poured on the white powder wall, dripping down the corner. She crouched in a corner, weeping in pain, frightened and sad, as if she had been stabbed. "Danqing, Danqing." Ge Xiaojia came here in a panic, found her daughter, and wanted to hug her. Danqing pushed her mother away hard. No one really cares about Ruan Danqing, and no one really cares about Ji Juanzi. She rushed out the door, running wildly. Ge Xiaojia hissed behind her: "Danqing, wait a moment, Danqing." Danqing jumped into a taxi. "Out of town," she said. The driver glanced at her in the rear-view mirror and started the car. Danqing sat numbly in the back seat, stretched out her arms, and bit hard. She felt the pain clearly, and knew that it was not a dream. Aunt Juanzi was absolutely true and had already left her. Danqing covered his face and wept bitterly. The taxi driver was very worried. What kind of stimulation did this little girl suffer? Didn't she take that kind of medicine? After a while, the driver asked: "Miss, where is the urban area, which district?" Danqing looked up, yes, where are you going? Going home, no, no, no, she will always be alone in that apartment, living on her own, knowing whether she is warm or not. "I have no idea." "Miss, you must have a purpose." The driver has been very patient. Danqing said sharply, "I don't know." "Miss, I'm not worried about the fare. You're not in good spirits. You'd better go home." Danqing ignored him, and looked out of the car window with a piercing heart. If time can be turned back, if the soul can be sold to the devil, if Aunt Juanzi can get back, Danqing is willing to pay any price. But there is no possibility, what is lost is lost. Danqing screamed wildly. The driver was startled, and hurriedly drove the car to a corner, stopped, "Miss," he said, "please get out of the car." Dan Qing took out a banknote from his bag and threw it down, then abandoned the car and ran away. During office hours, there were not many pedestrians on the road, but Danqing still bumped into several shoulders, attracting reproachful eyes. She fled into the bank lobby, sat down, and stared blankly at the various green indices that quickly jumped out of the computer screen. After what seemed like a long time, a middle-aged woman kindly asked her, "Little sister, are you okay?" Danqing stood up and started on the road. As soon as I looked up on the street, my face was immediately covered with water droplets. It was more than a little bit of rain in this burst of rain. Danqing hesitated all the way, not knowing the way, and soon his clothes and hair were soaked. By the time I saw the street signs clearly, it was already noon, and the passers-by were getting denser. Danqing remembered being here, and walked to the door according to his memory. She was exhausted, and when she rang the doorbell, she pressed her entire palm on it and leaned her head against the door. It was Qiao Lishan himself who came to open the door. "Danqing, it's you, why do you look like a drowned rat?" "May I come inside?" "Come in, please." Danqing fell on the sofa in his house and wept. "What happened?" Danqing didn't answer. "You're really in a mess, come on, change into some dry clothes first, Danqing, cheer up, talk slowly if you have something to say, if you treat me as a friend, listen to me." Inexplicably, he had brought a large towel to dry Danqing's hair. Xiao Dan was at his mercy, weeping unceasingly. Qiao Lishan smiled, "I didn't expect you to be able to cry so much. I thought you were the strongest among the girls. Now you're showing your true colors. But if there's anything wrong, it's fine to cry out. Don't let yourself down." He handed her the bathrobe and told her to change it. Danqing was defeated, so he didn't care about the wet clothes on his body. Qiao Lishan had no choice but to pour out half a glass of brandy and let Danqing drink it. Damn, whoever sees them in this situation, even Qiao Lishan can't wash them away with the water of the Yellow River. Danqing's hair was disheveled, his expression was sluggish, his eyes were red and swollen, and his clothes were disheveled. He made her worse, forced her to take off her clothes, made her drink alcohol, and said he had something wrong in his heart? "Danqing, think about me, make my life easier, tell me, what happened?" He pushed her hair back, cupped her face, and looked into her eyes. Danqing made a series of noises from the bottom of his throat. "What, say it again, I only heard the word Aunt Juanzi." Dan Qing exhausted all his strength and said it again, leaning on him and sobbing. Qiao Lishan heard the truth this time, and his face changed drastically, "No, Miss Ji, no." His nose was also sore. Hugging Danqing tightly, he said: "I'm so sad, my God, it's so unfair." Qiao Lishan was very impressed by that gentle and lovely beautiful woman with big dark smiling eyes. Of course he also knew that she had a high status in Danqing's heart. "I'm sorry, Danqing, I don't know, this blow is not trivial." Danqing lay on his chest, unable to say another word. "Poor Danqing." Qiao Lishan murmured. After tossing and tossing for so long, she was really tired, she was drunk, and quite sleepy, so she stayed close to Qiao Lishan and didn't move. "Danqing, take a rest after changing clothes, you will get sick." Dan Qing shook his head slowly. Qiao Lishan sighed, thought for a while, and decided to do it. The jeans were wet and weighed about one kilogram. "Danqing," he said, "you have made me wrong." If you don't do it well, you may go to jail. But Danqing had already fallen asleep. He covered her with a bathrobe. Qiao Lishan went to the study to make a phone call.