Chapter 6 Chapter Six

She laughed at her rigidity all night, and when the invitation came, she also expressed that she had purpose and self-respect, and she deserved to sit and suffocate to death. However, since she was a child, she has never tried to move a boat, it is so hard, it is not worth it. Cheng Zhen has seen a female classmate whom he loves so much, he follows him wherever he goes, she hands him a towel when he plays tennis, and she reads a novel while he plays bridge, but the result is not happy. Anyway, if there is no result, it is better to enjoy the noble status in style, no, I will be stationed in the base camp, and you will go through the whole journey.

It is not enough for one person to walk half the way. Anyway, it's a game, the process should be enjoyable. After the phone call, Cheng Zhen felt at ease, looked at the bright moon outside the window, and felt that foreign moons were not unacceptable. Just fell asleep, and listened to another call. "Mom, are you asleep?" Cheng Zhen was happy, "Cheng Gong, are you not angry?" "Mom, I was too rude this morning." "A real mother and daughter will tell the truth. If you treat me too politely, you will be offended." This kind of words itself is not like a mother-daughter dialogue.

"Dong Zeshi has found a place for her to live." "Look, problems always work out." "Why can't she be like you?" "Like me? It's miserable to be like me. Your generation is the light of women. We each have our own flaws, so let's not talk about it." It's even more hypocritical. Cheng Gong laughed, so young, how could he have the melancholy of the night. Any troubles are just a faint projection. Cheng Zhen slept until dawn. It is really a good place to sleep, there is no noise at all, and no cars pass by, until dawn, awakened by the rising sun.

Cheng Zhen rubbed his eyes. He walked into the study with a hot drink in his hand. Boasting that Haikou wants to write a novel, what should I write?Flowers in the Mirror is a good topic. First have the title of the book, and then conceive the content, or write the story first, and then match it with the title of the book? Write in the shade of flowers, or in the study? Many experts have announced that after ten years of writing a novel, they still have nothing to produce, and no eggs have been laid. Will Cheng Zhen have the same fate? She wrote the words "Jinghuayuan" on the white paper.

After a while, add the signature Cheng Zhen. Looking at these five words, she was very satisfied. She went to the refrigerator to get the wine and found that there was no more wine left. I had to sit in the study in a daze. There was a large stack of snow-white manuscript paper with light gray grids, and the words Cheng Zhen’s manuscript were printed in the lower left corner. It was printed for her by Liu Qun on her birthday, 30,000 sheets, based on the manuscript she wrote. The speed is probably good for ten years. The grids have to be filled one by one before they can be handed over, which is the most bizarre business in the world.

Cheng Zhen has a publishing house she is familiar with, and the editor is her friend. There will be no problem publishing the novel after it is completed. She is a lucky one, but first she has to write it. She took out the first page of manuscript paper and wrote on the first line: It was a dark and windy night... The doorbell rang. Heh, it must be the postman delivering the Chinese newspapers and periodicals, saved! Cheng Zhenfei rushed out to open the door, and when the door opened, she froze. It was not the postman outside the door, but Sun Yuchuan. Wearing a military uniform, he was valiant, holding a box of champagne in both hands, and said with a smile, "Morning, I'll deliver the goods."

It was a cloudy day, and the air was fresh and slightly cool. The last time Cheng Zhen received such excellent treatment was in college, her nose felt a little sore, and she asked with a smile, "Why is the plane so fast?" Sun Yuchuan replied: "Military aircraft." "I didn't expect you to be a soldier." "I'm a reserve air force captain." "The official rank is not low!" Cheng Zhen let him into the house. She was waiting for the wine, so she quickly took out the silver tube and chilled it. Cheng Zhen hasn't changed her clothes yet, but she always wears a sweatshirt as pajamas and sleeps with her hair braided. It's not too messy, and she can barely see guests.

"Please sit down." "I need a big black coffee." Cheng Zhen replied "Come right away". She put the coffee on the coffee table, then walked to the other side of the sofa and sat down. Neither of them spoke. Cheng Zhen looked at Sun Yuchuan greedily. He looked even more majestic in uniform. He was a little tired and didn't have time to shave his mustache. He was different from the well-groomed Sun Yuchuan. Cheng Zhen felt desolate, only when he was very young, about seven or eight years old, would he look at a doll in the window or a beautiful gauze dress on someone else with such greedy, nostalgic, admiring and helpless eyes, what the hell? Yes, isn't she grown up?

The nose is sour again. She opened the champagne and drank it with first-class skills. She knew at a glance that she had opened more than a thousand bottles by herself. She only heard a "bu" and immediately poured it into a tall glass. She hurriedly took a sip, like a thirsty child enjoying soda. Sun Yuchuan also looked at her intently. Cheng Zhen cleared his throat, "Sit closer." Sun put down his coffee cup and said softly, "It can't be any closer." Cheng Zhen said, "There is at least two meters between us." Sun Yuchuan's voice was even lower, "I really can't get any closer."

Cheng Zhen nodded, "Maybe you are right." After a moment he said, "You sit closer." Cheng Zhen immediately replied: "No, if I sit close, I have to be responsible for the consequences, and I don't intend to do that." Sun Yuchuan smiled, and put his legs in short boots aside. After a moment he said, "I have a son and a daughter." Cheng Zhen nodded, "I've heard of it." "They are educated in the United States at the moment and live with their grandparents in Massachusetts." It was the first time Cheng Zhen heard him talk about private affairs.

"My wife and I were childhood sweethearts. We got married in our twenties. We respect each other very much. She is not used to life in the East. She spent a long time in France and the United States. I am very busy with business, and we don't have much time to spend together." Cheng Zhen was silent, busy pouring himself a drink. "But I've always cared deeply about her." When Sun Yuchuan said this, he was a little hesitant, and turned his gaze to the window. The vast sky was gray-purple, and large groups of rain clouds gathered high in the sky, and it would rain heavily at any time. "...I didn't know until very recently that I had never been in love." Cheng Zhen put down his cup and sighed, "Only very few people have the chance to fall in love." "Are they lucky, or unlucky?" "I don't know, when and where it happened to who." Sun Yuchuan sighed softly, "It's very interesting to talk to you, it's really rare to be able to talk about everything." Cheng Zhen smiled, "Sometimes, it's even harder to find a conversation partner than a love partner." He lowered his legs, "I'm leaving." "So fast?" He smiled, "Would you beg me to stay a little longer? You will be responsible for the consequences." Cheng Zhen suddenly said, "I am willing to take responsibility." Sun Yuchuan was startled. Cheng Zhen smiled, "However, there is no point in staying for a long time. Today's talk has been finished, let's save it for the next day." He suddenly asked, "Do you miss me?" Cheng Zhen replied, "All the time." He asked again, "Are we in love?" "Almost." Cheng Zhen smiled. "That's terrible." "Yes, I agree." "Is there any way to—" Cheng Zhen replied: "There is no way." Sun Yuchuan smiled wryly. Cheng Zhen comforted him, "Don't worry, at least we are awake." "Is it better or worse?" Cheng Zhen replied, "Worse." Sun Yuchuan laughed, "Cheng Zhen, you are so cute." "I know too." Cheng Zhen was very proud. "I never knew anyone who enjoyed life more than you." "That's the way I live, no better than you guys. When I was born, I had nothing, and I'll settle for it when I'm here. I have to try my best to enjoy myself." "I really have to go, I have to catch a plane." Cheng Zhen saw the guest to the door. "Hopefully I'll be the one to open the door to see you next time." Cheng Zhen flattened his mouth, "I will never do that." Sun Yuchuan smiled. A jeep came to pick him up. Going back to the house and closing the door, Cheng Zhen couldn't believe that he had really come, the paper and pen were still on the desk, everything just now seemed to be just the plot of a novel she conceived, now, she can write that chapter down at any time. The only proof is that box of gram champagne. The doorbell rang again. Cheng Zhen was startled, and the pen fell to the ground. It can't be him, if it is, it's really a failure. But she hurried to open the door, and Dong Xin was standing outside the door. He asked, "Can I come in?" "Of course," Cheng Zhen returned to the real world, and asked coldly, "what's your business?" "I have something to say to you." Cheng Zhen had a headache. She didn't want to listen to Dong Xin. He was the most boring person. No matter what the subject matter was, it would eventually involve economic benefits and real estate prices in various countries around the world. She reluctantly said, "Speak." She rested her head on her hands, not wanting to look up at him. Dong Xin stood in front of the window, cultivating the atmosphere for speaking. Finally he pointed to the empty wine bottle and said, "Don't drink too much." Cheng Zhen raised his head, "That's not what you want to say." Dong Xin said, "I'm not ready to speak yet." "Is it a divorce?" Cheng Zhen smiled. "No, it's not." "You know I'm willing to sign." "I know, you never give anyone trouble." "Convenient with others, convenient for yourself." "No, not about this." "Then, if you decide how to speak, come and tell me." "Don't drink too much." "Don't worry, if you drink again, I won't be rude to you." Dong Xin replied: "I am very confident, your reputation and stamina are greater than mine." he's gone. Cheng Zhen was a little tired. At this time, there was not much color in Tongchen, so he just took the opportunity to catch up on sleep. But she didn't allow herself to be so depressed, so she had to take a bath and change clothes to go to the street. She walked to the mall after finishing her work at the bank, and stopped to admire the new season's clothes. Someone greeted her in the window room, Cheng Zhen saw clearly through the glass, and couldn't help taking a step back guiltily. Yuan Xiaocheng waved to her, and the wives who were with her turned around to look at Cheng Zhen. Cheng Zhen bit the bullet and walked into the store. Yuan Xiaocheng laughed and said, "Shopping with relatives and friends." A little helpless, a little tired, probably have been here for some time, risking their lives to accompany the gentleman, looking around, relatives just don't want to leave, three or four wives are carrying ten or eight bags of clothes in total, and some people are working hard in the fitting room. Yuan Xiaocheng is really docile, Cheng Zhen thinks she can't do it, she only buys clothes three times a year, and she is a lone ranger, so she can fight quickly. Cheng Zhen said softly: "Turn your head and drink a cup of hot and sweet cocoa, and your strength will come back." Yuan Xiaocheng laughed and said, "There is a suit over there, which suits you best." She led the way to see it. Cheng Zhen glanced at it, but smiled and said nothing, it was too far away, she doesn't wear translucent materials, she doesn't like sequins, and she doesn't know how to choose butterfly skirts. "Look, pure grayish purple, just for you." Cheng Zhen was not at all tempted. "I don't look good in solid colors, my complexion is too fair." At this time, the wife from the fitting room came out, wearing a snow-green base goose yellow and emerald green large flower dress, Cheng Zhenmu was dumbfounded, knowing all kinds of customers in department stores, he had nothing to say. She said goodbye to Yuan Xiaocheng. Yuan Xiaocheng said, "Yuchuan is in Okinawa." Cheng Zhen was taken aback. "I've been there for several days, and I miss him every day." She was a little depressed, "He's not around, so many things can't be decided." Cheng Zhenwei Wei Wei Nuo Nuo. "I spend less and less time with me." Cheng Zhen looked at his watch, "I have an appointment." "Let's go out for dinner another day." Cheng Zhen nodded, and looked at the colorful skirt on the lady before leaving. Clothes are good clothes, worn on ill-fitting bodies, and all worn out. Just like Dong Xin and Cheng Zhen are considered good people, but their fate is over and they are no longer compatible. After returning home from the supermarket, I opened the refrigerator and filled it up, and then I breathed a sigh of relief when the phone rang. It was Liu Qun looking for her, with a different voice, "Cheng Zhen, is it convenient for you to come back once?" "What's the point of seeing?" "Cheng Zhen, Zhao Baichuan has not been discharged from the hospital these days." Hey, Cheng Zhenxin let out a "boom". "His wound did not heal. The doctor examined him carefully and found that he had cancer. Bad tissue was found in the liver and kidney. He was in a bad mood. Would you like to come back and persuade him?" "I'll be right there." Liu Qun breathed a sigh of relief, "You are really a good friend." "How is he feeling? Give me a mental preparation." "He committed suicide this morning by slit his veins and lost a lot of blood." Cheng Zhen was taken aback, "I'll come right away." Really didn't expect to go back under the circumstances. Cheng Zhen couldn't find Dong Xin for a while, and only left a message in his secretariat. She packed a piece of luggage and called a taxi to the airport. She is a habitual traveller, and she doesn't feel any difference. Traveling around the world is a part of life, and she can rest on the plane, but she still hopes to fly twice as fast as she is now. Zhao Baichuan is an old colleague. He is called a hero. He does everything wholeheartedly and goes all out. He doesn't care about economic benefits at all. For many years, his left hand has made money with his right hand. The environment is not good. This accident will have dire consequences. Cheng Zhen and him are on two paths, and they don't usually communicate with each other, but she respects him, and he doesn't underestimate her, and they appreciate each other. The whole voyage was boring. He was obviously a good person, but it was boring to have such an experience. After getting off the plane, I was planning to go straight to the apartment to unload my luggage, but as soon as I got out of the customs, I saw a crowd of people, and it was packed. After asking, I found out that the typhoon was passing by and the No. 3 typhoon signal was being hoisted. Too bad, I'm afraid it will take three hours to wait for the bus. Just as he was frowning, he suddenly saw someone holding up a card and writing the words Miss Cheng Zhen. Cheng Zhen heaved a sigh of relief, Liu Qun is so thoughtful. She went up to meet her, "I'm Cheng Zhen." The man breathed a sigh of relief, "Miss Cheng, please follow me." He is a driver in a dark uniform. Cheng Zhenxin made a sudden surprise, when did the driver of the newspaper office become so tidy? The driver led her to a large black car. Cheng Zhen raised his head, "Wait a minute, who sent you here?" The driver was very surprised, "Miss Cheng, it's Mr. Sun Yuchuan." Cheng Zhen was startled, put his hand on the car door, and said after a while: "Take me to the mountain top hospital first." Looking back, the line of people waiting for a taxi was twists and turns, but there was not a single empty taxi. How long will it take? Cheng Zhen stroked his forehead and thanked him, got in the car and left. When she arrived at the hospital, she told the driver to wait for her to come down. She ran into the hospital lobby, and as soon as she smelled the disinfectant, she suddenly felt sad and burst into tears. As soon as the elevator door opened, he met Liu Qun head-on, and grabbed hold of him with four hands. "Why are you crying? We thought about it, and we counted your mouth as the most powerful, so we invited you to lobby Baichuan to fight for his life, but you look like you have lost the battle." "Has Baichuan bought insurance?" Cheng Zhen wiped away his tears. "How did he know there was such a way." "awful." "Exactly, when money is mentioned, I usually feel vulgar, cumbersome and tiresome, and I keep saying that I don't talk about money. This time, it is in the hands of the Chinese capital. Many people think that if you don't talk about money, it is rare. You open your mouth and see, the ghost will tell you." That, seek benevolence and benevolence, now it’s all over, one wife and three children, what should I do!?” "Don't worry." "His wife was crying to death, gloomy, like a tragic movie, but she still can't accuse this cannibal society, I can only blame Lao Zhao for not calculating." When they reached the door of the ward, the two fell silent. Cheng Zhen took a deep breath, put on a smile, and pushed the door open. She thought she went to the wrong room, and there were scrawny patients lying on the two beds, with faces like skeletons. Just as she was about to quit, she suddenly heard someone call her: "Cheng Zhen, this way." She froze. "Old Zhao?" He is obviously a big man weighing more than 70 kilograms, and he has not seen him for just over a month, how could he become like this? "Old Zhao, is that you?" "Cheng Zhen, why are you back?" He struggled. Cheng Zhen held him down, but it wasn't him. The hero was only afraid of his illness. Cheng Zhen said softly, "I'm not used to it. I'm hanging on to everyone, and I ran back with a little excuse." Only Zhao Baichuan said: "That's good, I just came back to see me for the last time." "What is this nonsense." "Cheng Zhen, you are a straightforward person. Look at me, there is no salvation. Don't lie to yourself. The more you are treated, the more you will be tortured." "This is wrong again. The doctor said to treat it, so it must be treated." "Cheng Zhen, I'm afraid." He covered his face, his hands trembling. "Baichuan, listen to me, Baichuan—" He suddenly howled, his voice full of fear, the nurse came in and gave him an injection while driving Cheng Zhen and Liu Qun out of the ward. Cheng Zhen was depressed, "I'll come back tomorrow." "I'll take you home." "I have a car." Liu Qun was startled, "Whose car?" Cheng Zhen would not lie to Liu Qun, "Sun Yuchuan." Liu Qun said nothing, looked at the sky, and sighed, "Cheng Zhen, you can do whatever you like, you see how fragile life is, you can be happy and happy." Cheng Zhen nodded. She asked the driver to drive to her mother's house on Qinse Road. After exchanging a few pleasantries with my mother, I agreed to have dinner another day and left. Ask the driver in the car: "What's the name of this typhoon?" The driver replied, "It's called Ophelia." Cheng Zhen was taken aback. After a while, he asked again, "Is it possible to shave?" "Already left the city and went straight to Hainan Island." Cheng Zhen breathed a sigh of relief. When we arrived at the apartment, the driver said, "Mr. Sun told me to come at nine o'clock tomorrow morning." Cheng Zhen said: "No need, I can do it myself, thank Mr. Sun for me." The driver still smiled, "Mr. Sun told me to wait here." Cheng Zhen couldn't help but ask, "What about others?" The driver answered honestly: "I don't know." Only then did Cheng Zhen take the simple luggage and go back to the familiar small apartment. He felt at home, opened the window, and heard the sound of neighbors playing mahjong overwhelmingly. She looked at her watch, it was half past eleven, she was very happy, she poked her head out of the window, and shouted, "It's past eleven, if you don't keep silent, call the police!" Then he heard the neighbor muttering and cursing, and finally closed the game. Cheng Zhen felt infinitely kind, took out fresh sheets and laid them on to sleep, the room was very clean, presumably the mother sent someone to tidy it up regularly. When I bought this apartment in installments, I didn't know Dong Xin yet. She was young at that time, and I was really afraid that she would end up in this corner of her life. When the holidays came, she didn't even have a speaker, and hurriedly dated relatives and friends, and she was willing to accommodate no matter how wronged she was... Really stupid. Now I just hope that I can hide here for the rest of my life. Cheng Zhen took a shower and changed clothes, tired but unable to sleep. Liu Qun called, "I know you haven't slept yet." "Thinking of Lao Zhao, it feels like there is a big stone on my heart," Cheng Zhen said sadly, "When will we people not have to be depressed behind us, but we will make a great leap forward." Liu Qun said: "You don't need it, Cheng Zhen, Dong Xin will treat you well." "Dong Xin and I are on the verge of breaking up." "He wants to save face, he is a macho, and he will definitely take care of your funeral." Liu Qun saw it accurately. Cheng Zhen couldn't help but laugh, "Thank you, I have the ability myself." "Old Zhao's children are still young, and there are three of them. They are not trivial to eat and wear. They are about the same size, and they have to pay tuition fees. Raising children these days is by no means as simple as adding a pair of chopsticks in the agricultural era." Cheng Zhen has nothing to say. "We are launching a fundraising campaign at the moment, please donate one hundred and eighty thousand." Cheng Zhen burst into tears. "Why are you crying? It's not like you can't take it out." "I'll give you a check tomorrow." "Cheng Zhen, good intentions are rewarded." "I don't want to be paid, I just want to sleep as carefree as I was when I was a child." Dong Xin's phone call followed. "I called just now, but no one listened. You haven't arrived home yet." "thanks for your concern." "How is Zhao Baichuan?" Dong Xin asked. "Do you remember this man?" "I remember, at our wedding, he lashed out at the government, and all the relatives and friends looked at him. A family of five occupied half the table." "Yes, it's him." "The oldest child is only fifteen or sixteen years old this year?" "Well, it's sad when you're just about to go to college." "You do what you can to help him, and I support you." Cheng Zhen was grateful, "Dong Xin, you still have a clear distinction between black and white in this kind of matter." "Have a good rest and say hello to mom for me." Cheng Zhen may regret marrying, but she will not regret marrying Dong Xin. The next morning, she went out to meet Liu Qun with a cash check. It was only after nine o'clock, and the street was already crowded with people shoulder to shoulder. Got home. As expected, the car was waiting for her at the door yesterday. She got in the car and greeted the driver. Seeing Liu Qun at the appointed place, "Come on, let's eat authentic Cantonese tea." In the noisy teahouse, the words could hardly be heard clearly, but who cares, Cheng Zhen quickly filled his stomach. The decibel level has reached an unhealthy level, but it filled Cheng Zhen's empty heart. She grew up here, and all the shortcomings in the city are taken for granted. They then went to visit Zhao. Mrs. Zhao's eyes were swollen like pigeon eggs, and she was speechless. Liu Qun said to her, "I will accompany you to deposit the donation into the account." They went, and Cheng Zhen and Lao Zhao were alone. Cheng Zhen read the newspaper headlines to him. Lao Zhao's situation is much better than last night, he smiled, but his eyes were sunken, and he was no longer the old Zhao of that day. "When is the surgery?" It took Lao Zhao a moment to answer: "The doctor said no." Cheng Zhen immediately understood and held Lao Zhao's hand. "I think about it now, quietly waiting for that day to come, Cheng Zhen, he has the same attitude towards you, but unfortunately, I can't see the three children getting married and having children." Cheng Zhen said without hesitation: "You must be famous." "Watch them for me." "I will." "Cheng Zhen, I heard that you came here specially to see me." "I'm an idler, not like them, they are so busy." "I regret not spending more time with my family." "Use repentance, and we will meet in the kingdom of heaven in the future, and there will be better days." "Cheng Zhen, will we go to heaven?" "You will, Lao Zhao, you are recognized as a good person, I, I am almost there," Cheng Zhen was quite self-aware, "I love pranks too much." Old Zhao was actually drawn to laugh by Cheng Zhen. She kept holding his hand. Over the years, she thought she had a good understanding of death, but she was still sad that her old colleague had to leave early. Then, Lao Zhao's three children came, and the youngest one was still carrying a schoolbag. Cheng Zhen said, "I'll come back tomorrow." "Cheng Zhen, no need, you can go back." "I'll stay with you for a week without haggling." Liu Qun accompanied Cheng Zhen to Zhao's house and chatted with Mrs. Zhao about the details of life, and discussed solutions one by one. "Send the eldest son to Canada to study," Cheng Zhen said, "I will be responsible for the expenses for the past three years. By then, Cheng Gong will have graduated, and she can take over the baton, be a driver, and also run errands." Mrs. Zhao was speechless, but wept. "Don't worry, he was born, he will naturally take care of his siblings, and the days will pass, be strong." Suddenly, unable to continue speaking, Cheng Zhen stood up, left Zhao's house, got in the car, and saw a large box of champagne on the side of the seat. As if she had found a treasure, she took a bottle and held it in her arms. The driver said: "Mr. Sun called someone to bring it." If someone has been sponsoring champagne, it is really not in this life. "Thank him for me." "Miss Cheng, he said he would meet you at the house this afternoon." Cheng Zhen was startled, "What time is this afternoon?" "He didn't say the time." There is no reason for this. How can I wait for four and a half hours from 1:00 to 5:30 in the afternoon?