Chapter 5 Round dance--5

The above incident was the most important event when he was fifteen years old. Ma Peixia was the only beneficiary in the whole incident who did not need to pay a price. Since then, she has become a regular visitor to our house, and I have also begun to like her. Although Fu Yuchen provides all my material needs, I still feel very, very lonely. It is better to have someone to chat with than nothing, and she is so knowledgeable. I miss the old house, at least two rooms are only separated by a middle door, and the sound can be heard. Now, Fu Shi and I seem to be separated by a sea. Ma Peixia once said to me: "There is one side of him that is unknown. No one can fully understand him, but why bother to understand him."

Miss Ma is old and has a lot of experience. What she said is of course reasonable. Fu Yuchen did not marry her, nor did she make such a request. I didn't understand it at the time, but I realized later that she deserves to be a smart woman. Ms. Ma had a good ending later on, and the social atmosphere gradually changed. Cohabitation became a very common phenomenon in the 1970s. She got some benefits from Fu Yuchen and started a small business. With his help, she developed a business. All the best. By the early 1980s, Ma Peixia had become one of the best celebrities in the fashion industry, and her peers regarded her as a godmother.

Me, I'm the only person in the city who walks into her store and picks up 50% off anytime. A lot of people don't understand our relationship. Miss Ma is a nostalgic old-fashioned person. Finally she was officially married.Fu Yuchen generously gave a pen gift, and she has been with him for twelve years. But we still call her Miss Ma. Some women, because of a little abnormal experience, always use their real surnames, and she doesn't know what kind of wife they call her. Just like other women, who have always been just someone's wife, their names have long been lost and unknown.

The fates of people are different and changeable, and the fates of women are even more colorful. Miss Ma has always tolerated me, and I have tolerated her. I always feel that everyone is a beggar, begging for a living from the cold food and juice bowl of fate. If you eat enough, you are already considered lucky. There may be cigarette butts in the cold food or the taste is very bad, so you have to pretend to be ignorant. what choice?Beggars have no choice. Since then, I have had pessimistic thoughts. Stealing a living, no one can achieve his ideal life, everyone is surviving. Ms. Ma said: "Young people are fierce. It's fierce. What good is it if you don't let go of it?"

In the last semester of middle school, I told Fu Yuchen that I would go out to work after graduation. He glanced at me, "Let's talk about it after graduation." "I mean it." "I know, I'm tired of wearing school uniforms, why not come to my company for an internship in the summer vacation." "I want to earn a lot of money, go to Switzerland to study, take a private jet, and become a world celebrity..." I said it as if I had vented. Fu Yuchen glanced at me, "I didn't expect you to be like ordinary children." "But I didn't really believe this would happen." I let down my waving hand dejectedly.

"The bad is that these things happen from time to time. It's like a lottery. Someone wins every draw. Do you think it attracts people to death?" "How did you win the lottery?" "I earned a dime for twenty-five years of hard work," he jumped up, "what an award!" I spread my hands, "What's the taste? You have to work hard for twenty-five years. No matter what, when it comes to hard work, it's boring. After twenty-five years, you're already forty years old. What's the use of being successful?" Fu Yuchen couldn't help but laugh, "The most difficult time for a girl to raise is when she is fifteen or sixteen years old, there is no doubt about it."

"Why do you plant melons to get melons, and sow beans to get beans? Why do you plant bitter melons to get bitter melons?" I continued to ask, "Why don't the trees grow sweet fruits of success that can be eaten by those who are destined to pick them?" Fu Yuchen sat on the easy chair and laughed. I went over and fell on his lap. "A lot of times, I don't want to grow up, I would rather be only seven years old, and I can live in your arms." He said softly: "Not only do you have to grow up, but you also have to grow old." "You will never grow old."

"Wouldn't it be more tiring, keep doing it." "You already have money, don't do it anymore, let's escape to the paradise and hide there until we die of old age." "I just taught Chinese at school." He got it right again. "I'm going to Europe for a while." "Go with Miss Ma?" "I asked Luke to accompany you." Fu Yuchen said. "Don't want him." I said. "I'll introduce another kid to you." "You're going to leave me." "You must not speak like that." He had stood up.

"Fu Yuchen!" He turned his head, "Don't call me by my first name like this, Cheng Yu, you have to learn some rules." "Why? Why travel with her?" "Miss Ma is thirty years old. When I asked her what birthday gift she wanted, she said that she only wanted me to accompany her to Europe once." "When I'm thirty, I want you to do the same." "Wait until you're thirty? I'm afraid I'll beg you, Cheng Yu, and you won't accompany me." Miss Ma is really a thorn in my life. The person Fu Yuchen sent this time is more lively. His name is John Zeng.

Unlike Luke, his family environment is relatively ordinary, so he is closer to life. He has great visions for the future, but he has no illusions. He knows the road ahead is twists and turns, but hopes to use the strength of young people to make a breakthrough. John is very funny and people-pleasing, and he doesn't do things for Fu, he is just an ordinary friend of Fu. Let's go to the movies. At that time, the film was already revolutionizing, and there were many factions. Many people could not understand it, and many people had headaches. I'm still nostalgic for old-fashioned movies like Knights of the Round Table, Pirates of the Seven Seas, Luna Box, and Red Goosebumps.

I even still subscribe to Kidsland. John Zeng tried to broaden my coastline and take me to all kinds of new places to play. I don't like it. He would say softly, "You are so square." I am a person who was trained by Fu Yuchen, and I don't know how to talk to other masters. He also knew someone like Luke. "Is he one of your suitors?" John asked. "No, no one pursues me." "But he obviously is." "He just wanted to explain." "But nobody explains anything to someone he doesn't like." "It just so happens that he is." "He won't treat me as a rival in love, maybe he will beat me up sometime." "He's not after me." I repeated. "Okay, okay, no one pursues you, no one likes you, and neither do I, okay?" After asking for benevolence and gaining benevolence, he became suspicious again, "Then why are you dating me?" "Mr. Fu pays me one hundred yuan per hour." I smile. If it is, it reassures me. Why not, Fu Yuchen can afford it, Zeng Yuehan is willing to make money, neither is in arrears, and Zhou Chengyu has a partner. We sat in the study and talked about the dawn, because we are young, have a lot of protein in our bodies, and are full of energy, so we don't feel tired at all. In less than two weeks, they became very close friends. Even asked him, "Why don't we get married." He solemnly said: "You are underage, you need your parents to sign." "What's the legal age, twenty-one?" "You have to wait." "You can get married anytime," I said enviously. "I think so." "If I were you, I'd walk out and get married." "why?" "No reason, maybe boring." John laughed too, reaching out to pinch my cheek. He's a good boy, otherwise Fu Yuchen wouldn't have called him here, and John didn't behave inappropriately at all. Of course, a big factor is that I feel unattractive, I have said it a thousand times before, no one pursues me. The classmates all have lovers who hold their arms together, and they will die for them without hesitation.but me. My male companions are all selected and arranged by Fu Yuchen. "May I come to your house?" John showed a reluctant look for the first time, "No." "why?" "Your three favorite words are—" "'Why'." I followed him. "Why?" He said calmly: "My house is shallow and narrow, with a large population, and there is no private corner, so it is inconvenient to greet guests." Having said all that, he means poor. I was very surprised, a little admired in my heart, so I stopped talking. Unexpectedly, John would go on, "There are many younger brothers and sisters, and my father is a small employee. It is rare to see a luxury item at home... Cheng Yu, you don't understand, right? In your world, there are so many things that pile up mountains and seas." I was suddenly moved. Someone was more unfortunate than me. I unconsciously put my hand on John's. "I'm still working hard, and I hope to get a scholarship to go out, and at the same time, at least," he said sarcastically, "I hope to save up to buy a pair of trousers in a fashionable style." I quickly said, "No, no, I hate flared trousers the most. When the trend is over, you will know how ridiculous this style is. See, I don't wear those either." John smiled. He has his worries and sorrows, but at the same time he also has many, many, many hopes in his heart. This is where he differs from me. Fu Yuchen and Miss Ma haven't come back yet. Just sent me a Fushi card. After seeing it, I was surprised. Not only was the style of the card familiar, but even the stamp of flowers and birds was exactly the same. It is exactly the same as the first postcard I received: sent from the same port in the same country, with a few lines of cursive script, and the signature is like a monogram. The difference is that the recipient is no longer Uncle Hui, but me. The date, eight and a half years late. Fu Yuchen was so thoughtful, I really didn't expect it. He is a famous and profitable middle-aged man, and it is even rarer to spend time and energy playing games to please the little girl. Taking out and comparing the old postcards, I can hardly see any difference, but things are different, and the environment has changed too much. The only thing in common is that I still don’t know where I will go tomorrow. Graduate quickly, at least you can find a job that can make a living. John said in surprise: "You are crazy, how could you think of going out to work, it is very hard." "What do you say?" "Study, read all the time, do nothing, read all over the famous schools in Europe and America." John loves to study, but his family is not well off, so he can't do what he wants. "You think everyone is like you." "I'm not going to lie to you, going out to fight in society will shorten your life span." "That's because you're too sensitive, and many people think it's a part of life." "And you," John asked me, "are you insensitive and therefore not afraid?" afraid. I'm scared to death, but I'm even more afraid of living like a lonely soul with no one to rely on. Fu Yuchen and Miss Ma still haven't come back. I've talked to John about everything, and I've got to talk about marriage. Thanks to him, he is more mature than Luke, I like him a lot, and secretly decided to help him. In the absence of the owner, the driver still drives out the car every day, polishes and wipes it, and the car is so shiny that it can be used as a mirror. Fu Zhai's cars are all black, looking old. John said: "In the future, I will buy a convertible and drive you all over the mountains." "We also have a convertible, can you drive it?" "meeting." "Do you have a driver's license?" "Just got it." I opened the garage door. John Zeng whistled immediately. "Nice car, isn't it?" He nodded. "It hasn't been driven a few times." Nor has it driven me. Fu Yuchen quickly lost interest in it, because driving required concentration, and he had too many distractions. "We can run all over the mountain now." John shook his head, "In the future, I will buy the car myself in the future." This man is ambitious, I laughed, "In the future, I will be old in the future." "What are you always afraid of? You always count on your own." "Okay, okay, then teach me how to drive." "No, I'll find a driver for you." "Look at you, it's all like an abacus, flicking and flicking, it's boring." "'We', who else?" He was displeased, "Don't compare me to others." John Zeng is really an arrogant boy, will he come out with this arrogance in the future? After a sip, he found a car teacher for me. The master drove a turtle-backed car, and he burst out laughing when he saw it. John said: "After three or two years of study, it's almost time to take the driver's license test when you're familiar with it." He actually has the style of a big man and looks down on women. Fu Yuchen has not returned yet. I found the key of the convertible sports car, slowly drove out of the car, and drove around the neighborhood at night. At the beginning, I only dared to drive on private roads, and gradually drove out of the main road. When the car came back, it was not parked properly. The driver noticed it, said a few words to me, and was scolded by me.He felt deeply wronged and would not trouble himself in the future. The high speed makes people forget everything, the wind pulls their hair back, and their faces are exposed to the night air. Especially on light rainy days, the open car is more romantic. When returning home, the clothes and shoes are slightly wet, but not soaked, leaving a lot of room for imagination, like What, can't tell. No one knows what I do at night, turn on the radio in the car, sit in a stop for an hour. Not even John knew. He's just another eyeliner for Fu Yuchen, I know it all too well. Something happened. This is inevitable.The car crashed into the side of the mountain. Fortunately, the body of the car was made of fiberglass, and it instantly shattered into crackers. No one was injured. I was frightened and was sent to the hospital for observation. One day later, Fu Yuchen will be back. I know he talked to the doctor, but he didn't come to see me in the hospital. He didn't come to pick him up when he was discharged from the hospital. The old driver had been fired and the new driver would pick him up. He sat on the easy chair, looked at me nonchalantly, and beat the time with the music.When he came back from vacation, he was a little fatter and more energetic. "A luxury car will be reimbursed." Fu Yuchen said. I said: "No." "When I get older in the future, the tail keel will hurt somewhere, don't blame me, maybe it's from this contusion." "I never blame anyone." "Tsk tsk tsk, it's so loud." "Just wait and see, no more complaints, no more explanations." Fu Yuchen sneered, "Do you want to give me three high-fives?" I don't ring. "If something happens again next time, I won't rush back." I was surprised: "It's been a month since you went, and you should be back." He said with emotion: "The small town in Europe is like a fairyland, who wants to come back?" I simply cursed him, "Then you might as well reach bliss early." He laughed. "I have something to ask you." He froze.The word "begging" is not in my dictionary, because of extreme low self-esteem, so I deliberately avoid mentioning it. "About John Zeng." Fu Yuchen listened carefully. "He loves to read, if you can help him, it would be a good thing." "You asked me to help him?" "yes." "Tuition is not cheap." "Same as the sports car that crashed." He smiled, "It's good that you know." "For John Zeng, this funding can change his life." "How to use the money, I have my own points." "It's worth investing in him." "Look, a child actually taught Mr. Fu how to invest." "Didn't a tycoon say that people are the most rare asset?" "You seem to have a good impression of John Zeng." "I do not deny." "He was terrified, terrified, and thought I would blame him for allowing you to drive." "Him? It's none of his business." "I also said the same thing. Zhou Chengyu can't grasp what's going on in his head." "However, he is a good reading material. He is the kind of person who holds a dictionary and reads it endlessly." "Cheng Yu, there are too many promising young people in the world. They don't need to be deliberately cultivated. They will always come out on top. You and I don't need to worry about it." "Like you, isn't it?" "I will consider your suggestion." "Thank you." "I don't want you to hate me." I am silent. "Did you get our postcard?" The word "we" was particularly harsh, and I raised my head indifferently, "Postcard, what postcard?" Get up and go back to your room. I dreamed that night, I saw myself standing on the street under the sun, waiting for a taxi, with two suitcases beside me, I don’t know who drove me out, ah, it’s not okay to live under the fence, the suitcase is so heavy, the sun is so fierce, I stretch out my hand to block the glare White light, I didn't cry, but bluebottles appeared in front of my eyes, even in a dream, I felt like a knife piercing my heart. This nightmare will follow me all my life, even if I become famous and rich in the future, I can't get rid of it. The cold sweat on my face and back woke me up, and the panting was as heavy as a wounded animal. Still not crying. Graduated the following year. This year seems to drag on forever. Summer seems to be as long as a lifetime. Cicadas lived under the soil for several years, broke out of the soil, and only called for one summer. The fragrance of white orchids is intoxicating, and the scorpion flowers are blooming one by one. Soaked in water all day, the skin is tanned golden.The notes are read fluently, and the grades are five excellent and three good.The longed-for day has arrived. I made friends other than my classmates, and a group of people wanted me to be the heroine of their experimental film. A woman like me is gradually accepted by others, and her loneliness is broken. Still in contact with John Zeng. He often teases him, always saying: "Since the car crash, my memory is no longer good. Who told you not to keep a close eye on me." And he always pretended to be very regretful to satisfy me. He is getting more and more handsome, and the plain clothes look really good on him. In summer, he always wears a white shirt and white khaki pants, and his hair is cut short, which is completely out of touch with the times and has a different style. Miss Ma admired him and always said, "Cheng Yu, John really matches your temperament." I respect him. But what's the use, my love is not enough, not enough for others. John is still saving.When we were young, we always thought that no school could be worthy of us except Cambridge University.And there is always a way to overcome all difficulties.John has to rely on his own strength to go out to study. He also keeps applying for scholarships and gets interview opportunities, but unfortunately there will always be someone who is more ambitious and motivated than him. Fu Yuchen told me one summer night that he would send me out. "No, I want to make money." "How much money do you earn after graduating from high school?" "The Teachers College has admitted me." Fu Yuchen didn't respond at all. I continued: "There is a dormitory, you can move in, apply for scholarships, you don't have to rely on others, and you will be born in the future, which can be regarded as a high-quality job." He didn't seem to hear what I said, "I asked John Zeng to accompany you, and he will also get the opportunity to study, everything is in line with your ideal." "I want to be independent." "John Zeng was very happy when he heard the news. He jumped for joy and said that he is the most worthy nanny." "You didn't listen to what I said." "John Zeng has chosen to study architecture. If you only study law, we will come back in seven years." I was shocked by his attitude, it was not like him at all, it was so childish. Then he murmured: "Seven years...you are in your prime, but I am already old." I couldn't help laughing, "No no no," said loudly, "You won't grow old, and I won't go abroad with John." Fu Yuchen finally reacted, his eyes flashed with crystal light, and he stared at me. "Let's see," he said. He is like that. John came to see me the next day, flushed, full of energy, his eyes lit up with excitement. I sit by the pool. The shadow tree has red flowers blooming from head to head, and the sunlight leaks through the pinnate leaves and stars, making it difficult to open your eyes. He told me how happy he was. After growing up so big, it was the first time that he knew the joy of getting his wish so great. I'm so happy for him. He talked on and on all morning, and I always felt that someone was peeping at him happily, who, was it me?Maybe it's because I've always been a little on the sidelines with him, unable to fully invest. I didn't speak until he had finished speaking. "John, accompany me to a place." "Naturally, where?" "Normal university." John is going to drive me, but I can't.Be sure to go by road car. It was a hot and sunny day, we took two transfers and had to walk for a while. I didn't say a word in the car, just wiped my sweat with a handkerchief. After getting off the car and walking on the mountain road, there is no shade at all. If there is a thunderstorm at this time, you will definitely get wet all over. The projection of the sun at noon made a small black shadow under my feet, and John kept silent, clung to the side to take care of me. His white shirt was transparently printed with sweat on the back. He didn't ask questions, and I'm so thankful he didn't. When I arrived at the school gate, a large group of freshmen were going through the admission procedures, and I stepped forward. John was surprised. "This is not your place," he said. I said weakly, "Let me see clearly." We patrolled the classroom, and after seeing it, we knew it well, and then passed the dining hall, and sat down to drink a cup of tea. When I met a female classmate, she happily introduced my older sister to me. My older sister will graduate next year, and she is very worried about her future. "The way out, why?" "There are very few teaching positions and too many graduates. In many cases, graduation equals unemployment." But the sisters still enthusiastically dragged me to the dormitory to visit. They glanced at John, smiled and asked him to wait in the reception room. The dormitory is a large open room, with one bed per person, a total of five beds, a small coffee table next to the couch, and the bathroom at the end of the corridor. I thought palely: Where is this humble place like? By the way, like a children's home, the equipment is exactly the same as that of an orphanage. Dressing and undressing in public, turning off lights in public and going to sleep, taking a mouthwash cup and towel every morning when I wake up, going to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth... no. I couldn't listen to a word of the enthusiastic recommendation and introduction of my classmates and sisters, I saw their lips squirming. I was dizzy for a while, and I threw myself against the wall and vomited. They panicked, and I struggled downstairs to call John's name. He came over to support me and said calmly, "Cheng Yu, you have suffered from heat stroke." He immediately called the driver to pick him up. In the small reception room, he whispered, "This is not your place." I leaned on his shoulder, closed my eyes tightly, and said nothing. Dark clouds gathered in the sky, big raindrops fell, and a thunderstorm blew several old newspapers in the reception room to pieces. Students on campus who were exposed to the rain rushed in to take shelter, and some people set up a recreational chess table. Most people have a body odor, sweat, like rubber shoes, and maybe someone's hair hasn't been washed for days. John said softly, "This is not your place." For classmates and sisters, they wish they could have a lively experience of group life, because somewhere, another warm home and caring parents are always waiting for them. Here, this is just a student camp, clothes, Zhou Wei took them back to wash, what to eat, told mother to cook it in advance... I can not. I have nothing. Fu Yuchen knew it, and Zeng Yuehan knew it too. The car has arrived. John covered me with his arm, but the rain was so heavy that we both got wet. The driver had a big towel, and John asked him to bring it. John didn't care about himself, first wrapped me tightly in the towel, and then sneezed a few times. Back home, Fu Yuchen and Miss Ma were just discussing something. Ms. Ma was surprised and asked: "Where did you go to play? It was like two soaked chickens." Fu Yuchen remained silent, pretending not to see it. I sighed inwardly, John will tell him everything later. I'm not sick, John is. The gluten-like heavy rain continued for a week. One can imagine the chaos on the road car, how many students had to get wet on that slope. When I was in middle school, some classmates went to the housekeeping room to borrow irons to dry their dripping skirts. And I was sitting in the Bentley driven by the driver, through the car window, everything was irrelevant, the heavy rain was heavy rain, and I was reading in the car with a book in my hand. It doesn't matter, but one should not be so naive as to think that one can live in the outside world. Because of shame, I didn't speak for a whole week. He wanted to visit John, but he solemnly refused. When the rain stopped, his fever also subsided. We take care of everything. I chose a private school, where I studied English literature. There were only ten or twenty students in a class, and the ratio of the lecturer to lecturer was 1.5 to 1. The school is in Maryland. There are cherry blossoms in the spring, and there are almost no other plants on the campus. When the spring breeze blows, the petals fall densely, and the pedestrians are covered in pink. I will be there for several years. John rented a small apartment nearby for me. It is a single-family house with an elegant environment. He lives in the dormitory by himself, but he comes to take care of the pick-up every day. But I still feel lonely and sad. Why can't I grit my teeth and get through those two years? It won't be too sad to have my classmates as companions. They can do it, and so should I. Fu Yuchen said: "But you have a choice, they don't." Before leaving that night, we talked late at night. "But this is not the path I should take." "tell me why." "What qualifications do I have to accept this love?" "John Zeng didn't have such an idea." Fu Yuchen said. "He told me he was going to pay you back," I said. "Yeah, do you think he can do it?" "At least he's my babysitter for you, that's his job." "You have responsibilities too." "what is that?" "You make me happy, totally priceless." "Things have passed, and now you want to send me away so that you can marry Miss Ma." "Where did you go?" "Then why should I go?" "Let you go to study, and in a few years you will thank me and know the difference between having a diploma and not having a diploma. Cheng Yu, your intelligence is all in the wrong veins. Look at how smart John Zeng is." I smiled, "Yes, you're right, I don't have any plans, I don't know how to make arrangements." "In a strange environment, you can have the opportunity to accept the love of others." "Wouldn't it be nice for someone to give you her lifelong love." He was silent for a long time without answering, sitting on his favorite fixed chair, motionless, like a wax figure. I walked over slowly, trying to lie on his lap. I have grown up, I sigh, my hands are long and my legs are long, not as good as before, so I have to stand still. Even Fu Yuchen was surprised by the amount of luggage brought to Maryland. "What's in there?" he asked. I don't answer. He shook his head. "I know some people will say things like whether you bring life or death, but I am alive now, and inside the box are all the things I think are the most important." John teased me, "What's the point of being so straight?" Fu Yuchen said: "John, you have to be careful of Cheng Yu, she is very weird." "Mr. Fu spoiled her." "Did I spoil her?" He stepped back and looked at me. "Or did she spoil me?" This is the first time he has said such ambiguous words in front of people. John was very tactful, and immediately silenced without any reaction. I asked, "Will you come to see me?" "I rarely pass the Boston end." "You can make a special trip." "I don't want to leave before I leave. How can I study?" "I wish I could never leave for the rest of my life." "Really, I've only been going to live an independent life a few weeks ago." He didn't forget, he didn't forgive me. "Only an independent life can keep me from leaving you forever." "Girls in adolescence speak more and more mysteriously." "You deliberately don't understand." Zeng Yuehan pretended to check his luggage and moved further and further away. "You are an adult, almost as tall as me," Fu Yuchen stretched out his hand for comparison, "You are only a few centimeters shorter than me." "No, Miss Ma is the adult." Fu Yuchen smiled, "Of course, we are all middle-aged." "Humph." "If I hear you right, it was a sneer." "We are still on the dance floor. Life itself is a performance. Live every day and do it for yourself and for the audience. The name of the dance is round dance. I don't worry. I will return to you eventually. You It was my first dance partner, you led me in, remember?" Fu Yuchen tugged at my hair, "I originally said these words." "I remember everything you said." I got on the plane with John. John Zeng seemed to know a lot, but also seemed to know nothing. If you have time and are interested in exploring his inner world, it might be an interesting thing. We have known each other for a while, and we are very close, but he won't let me go to his house, and I don't know what to hide. We both have concerns. The plane flew away in a circle over the metropolis, and the few students on the seats who were going to study were already crying with red eyes. It is because of reluctance, which shows how warm home is. My senses are numb, no matter where I go, I recognize.There is only one Fu Yuchen. Looking sideways at John Zeng, his expression was uncontrollably excited, it seemed that he had wanted to get out of the cage for some time. Young people who are also seventeen, eighteen or nineteen years old have different feelings about one thing, even extremely different, probably because of the difference in fate arrangements. Airplane travel is always the fourth space. We are all floating in the cabin, and there is a sea of ​​clouds outside the window. If we accidentally fall, we will fall. Young people get bored after sitting for more than three hours, walk around, smoke, play cards, and talk. Only John Zeng and I don't like to move. I read novels and he naps. A boy came over to say hello: "Hi, how are you doing, where is your destination?" I don't even look up. "It's so big." He simply squatted beside me, "Don't like to talk?" He was a very tall young man with a decent look, and that's how friends are made, they say, but I wasn't interested, and had one thing and one person on my mind, and nothing else. My eyes were still on the novel. The big man pressed down the book in my hand, "Why don't we chat." John beside him said: "Miss ignores you, just ignores you, and you still don't go away!" His voice was like thunder. I still haven't looked up. "Hey, what does it matter to you?" The big man was not convinced. "I'm with her. It's none of my business if you say it." John jumped to his feet and tried to compete with the big man. The big man said, "Believe it or not, I'll beat you." John sneered, "I threw you off the plane." The dialogue is getting more and more comical, like a cartoon. The waiter heard the sound and came to resolve it. I put down my hand and said to the big man: "You, go away!" Then I said to John: "You, sit down." The big man gave way awkwardly, bumping into a small nail. John's face was flushed, and so was his neck, as if drunk, and he looked a little scary. "Why bother, everyone is a student." John said bitterly: "I don't know how many people like this I will have to deal with in the future." I covered my face with the book, fell asleep, and ignored him. I didn't expect him to go crazy like this. While waiting for the luggage, he saw a big man, and John wanted to pounce on him to reason, and the big man screamed strangely. I grabbed John with all my strength, "If you ignore you like this again, who do you think you are!" This sentence stabbed his heart deeply, and he stopped. In the next few days, they were busy decorating the apartment. Although their hands were busy, their mouths were tightly shut. I can't do without John, he can do everything, but I can only make black tea coffee and tuna sandwiches. Fu Yuchen chose the right person. Alas, when did Fu Yuchen miss it? Compared with people of the same age, he is far ahead, let alone dealing with two teenagers. John Zeng's strong self-esteem was on full display, and he kept acting dumb. "I offended you?" "No, I'm in a bad mood." "Now you know what I brought." "Make the bedroom exactly like home and bring everything over there." "yes." Can't sleep without this. John gradually warmed up again, and resumed talking and laughing. Am I weird?He's more than that. "Come," I coaxed him, "come and see my mother's portrait." "Where is your father?" "I don't know, no one told me." "No photos?" "Nothing, nothing." "That's fine." I couldn't help but laugh, "It doesn't matter what you call it, you." He leaned on the table, resting his chin on his arms, "I fully understand what my parents are like, but it's like being separated by a wall, wouldn't it be worse." Only I can understand this. I know that his family life is not happy. In fact, I have some vague memories of my father, and I used to hold on to it tightly, but later I felt that it was not enough to abandon it, and gradually forgot it. Remember what to do?He deliberately wants to abandon me, so let's just pretend that there is no such thing. "Perhaps, in the future, you will have an understanding with them." John smiled. "Come on, tell me something interesting."