When He Smiles - Chapter 39

The next day, she stayed in the house for the whole day, cooking some noodles by herself. Then I started to write short manuscripts, and it was not until late evening that I wrote about 700 words. I don’t remember which foreign scholar said that writing things should be meticulously crafted until bleeding beaded in front of the forehead.

She is in pain.

There was only a lonely typing on the keyboard in the house, the phone was always in a quiet state, and there was not even a mess of advertising text messages. Pretending to be unreasonable, she was very impetuous. I glanced out the window from time to time and couldn’t calm down, so I looked for a book to read. In 2008, Bi Shumin bought a ferry ticket at her own expense for half of her life savings, and took a cruise around the earth to get this prose book Blue Heaven. She calmed down quickly every time she read it. But now, it seems to be of no use at all.

She was very depressed, and turned Zhu Ziqing’s back from the bookshelf again.

Qi Qiao called at around eight o’clock. She glanced at the call, and her shoulders fell weakly. QQ music is still playing Liu Ruoying’s love and love you, I don’t know how many times the single has looped. She turned her voice down and turned it on.

“What are you doing?”

Meng Shengnan: “Type words.”

Qi Qiao asked: “Didn’t you go out for shopping today?”

“No.” She felt sorry for the skirt.

Qi Qiao sighed contemptuously and asked her to go shopping tomorrow. Meng Shengnan was too lazy to move and refused directly, and the woman hung up with a ‘cut’. She curled her lips and went to see Xiao Hong’s Hulan River biography. In the end, I didn’t know when I fell asleep. I woke up from a dream in the middle of the night and looked for a movie by myself.

The Tangshan earthquake cried till dawn.

When the sun came in, the stereo in the room was singing. She hugged the quilt to make up for sleep, full of old things in her mind. When someone knocked on the door, she was stunned. Although she knew it was impossible, she jumped out of bed and ran away nervously.

“Hasn’t gotten up yet?”

The ceremony stood outside the door with a surprised look, holding Meng Hang with his right hand.

“Sister.” The little boy looked contemptuous.

She glanced down at her pajamas and pajamas, and shut her mouth in embarrassment. The ceremony smiled helplessly, and went into her room to clean up. Xiao Hang went to watch cartoons on TV alone. She followed the ceremony into the room, turned off the speaker, and asked: “Why are you here?”

The ceremony said while folding the quilt: “It’s okay to be idle.”

Meng Shengnan rubbed his hair and yawned while sitting on the edge of the bed. The ceremony asked: “Did you sleep well last night?”

She nodded dullly, “Somewhat.”

The ceremony put the folded quilt on the bed, sighed, “I tell you not to stay up late, and you won’t listen.”

“Neither.” Meng Shengnan said, “I just can’t sleep.”

“Why can’t you sleep?”

Meng Shengnan pursed his lips.

“I felt something was wrong with the phone call that day. I really don’t know which man made you so sleepless, and I really want to see him.”

The grand ceremony broke the secret.

“mom–“

Meng Shengnan’s voice was low, “What are you talking about.”

The ceremony laughed, “Okay, I’ll go see what dishes are in the kitchen.”

When the woman went to cook, Meng Shengnan breathed a sigh of relief. She washed and changed clothes to help, and the ceremony pushed her to play with Meng Hang to prevent her from making trouble. Meng Shengnan went to the living room and sat next to the little boy, and glanced at the big-headed son and the small-headed father on the TV.

“sister.”

The little boy was still staring at the TV, and she let out a weak ‘um’.

“Yesterday your mother asked about my brother, I accidentally said.” The little boy’s voice regretted.

Meng Shengnan stayed for two seconds: “What did you say?”

“My brother bought me toys, taught me to play games, and sent us home, and let us sleep in his bed—”

Meng Shengnan: “…”

Meng Hang sighed, “Although I am a little sorry for you, so I came to see you today.”

Meng Shengnan: “…”

“Zhang Jia and asked me to go out to play, but I didn’t go for you.”

Meng Shengnan slumped his shoulders, put his hands on his chin, and put his arms on his crossed legs. She bit her mouth with a bitter face, Meng Hang stopped talking, and quickly jumped off the sofa and ran to the kitchen. Meng Shengnan gritted his teeth, crying without tears.

At noon, she rolled the skins for the ceremony and stuffing dumplings.

“Do you have something in your heart?”

When the ceremony asked, Meng Shengnan’s forehead hurt.

“You’re not young anymore.” The ceremony slowly squeezed the dumplings. “There are some things, mom doesn’t tell you, you can’t tell how many things this person has to walk through in a lifetime. Your grandmother always tells me, No matter when, just choose the brightest and most spacious road.”

Meng Shengnan’s rolling movement slowed down.

“You know what I mean?”

Meng Shengnan said: “My heart is the brightest, and my heart is the most spacious.”

The ceremony laughed and said no more.

What kind of day seemed to be that day, she had forgotten the details. There is a street in Jiangcheng full of cars and red ribbons. It is advisable to marry or marry, to tie a good relationship. The cross street less than a hundred meters away was even more deserted. Shi Jin stayed up late to deliver the goods and squinted at his own house for a while and then passed.

Chi Zheng bit his cigarette and knocked on the keyboard.

“You are in good spirits.” Shi Jin teased him.

Chi Zheng snorted, “Are you finished?”

“It’s over.” Shi Jin stretched his waist and scanned a feminine paper bag at the foot of the bed. He glanced at the people who were busy, walked over, glanced at them, and smiled, “Who bought this for?”

Chi Zheng glanced, and directly raised his hand to grab it.

“You are free.”

Shi Jin chuckled, “What do you give that Meng?”

Chi Zheng didn’t say anything, then turned his head and knocked again.

“Tsk.” Shi Jin smiled, “Say a few words to buddies.”

Chi Zheng tilted his head, frowned and lit a cigarette.

“Want to hear?”

Shi Jin stepped forward.

Chi Zheng’s eyes were playful, “Find one for yourself and figure it out slowly.”

“by.”

Chi Zheng smiled disapprovingly, and clicked again after he finished smoking.

“The one I smoked is a bit strong recently,” Shi Jin said.

Chi Zheng raised his eyes, “Come on?”

“Don’t, my grandpa’s nose tingling will chop me off.”

Chi Zheng laughed and hummed.

“Are you okay tonight?”

Chi Zheng: “What?”

“Go for a few drinks, buddy treats.”

Chi Zheng directly dropped the two words: “Don’t go.”

“Damn, you chase a woman and lose this little fun?”

Chi Zheng raised his eyes lazily, thinking that he had a bit past that day. He smiled, and after calculating the time, enough buffer time was given. He glanced sideways at the drifting street outside the door, slowly retracting his gaze. The smoke spreads, making it difficult for women to chase.

“My buddy will run a long distance tomorrow, and it will take at least a week to go back and forth. How about it, to save face?”

Chi Zheng slowly said, “When?”

Shi Jinle: “At half past eight in the evening.”

The nights in Jiangcheng are in different groups, and they are endlessly wandering, and the house in the house is like a ghost. It was already eight o’clock in the evening when I returned to the ceremony and Xiaohang. Meng Shengnan held the computer by the head of the bed, staring at the screen in a daze.

It’s quiet again.

She looked out the dark window with a drum in her heart. The lower right corner of the computer prompts that there is a new mail, and she clicks the mouse to open it. Jiang Jin sent a short post from Seattle. When I return to China tomorrow, I will go to Jiangcheng to see how you are.

Meng Shengnan asked, why not go back to Beijing directly?

He said, no hurry.

In the room, the ticking of the watch was extremely clear. The daily life of various dog abuses is being read on Weibo, and there is no idle time in the forum. Meng Shengnan was upset and closed the computer with a bang. Finally, I couldn’t sit still, got up to change clothes, and then hurried out with a bag. The taxi master asked her where to go, and she was stunned. Looking down at his short-sleeved cropped trousers, he was lost in thought. The master asked again, “Huh?” He raised his head.

“Go to the downtown square cross street.” She gritted her teeth and said.

The street was green all the way, and it took ten minutes to reach the place. She got out of the car but was too slow to move forward, so she stood at the intersection and looked in. I don’t know how much effort it took to raise her foot. She looked up when she walked through the first shop. The lights were dimmed and the shop closed.

At that moment, she couldn’t tell whether it was a little more lost or a little more relaxed.

She slowly turned around and walked under the traffic lights at the street entrance, falling behind her in a daze. When she reached the side of the road, she reached out to stop the car. When the master asked where to go, she was about to speak when the phone rang. When I saw the caller ID, I was really taken aback. All kinds of moods, like a hodgepodge of her disturbed her.

“Girl, answer the phone.”

The master reminded her that Meng Shengnan returned to his senses and hurried to answer.

“Is it Miss Meng?”

It was a strange man’s voice, and she was startled, “I am Meng Shengnan.”

Hanging up the phone, she still didn’t respond dullly. The master called her out, and Meng Shengnan was silent for a while.

“Go to Jintiandi.”

The bar was in the center of the city. Meng Shengnan saw the three big characters shining in front of him as soon as he got off the car. She was still a little nervous, took a few deep breaths at the door and went inside. It’s like going to another country, and men and women are twisting and jumping. She couldn’t help frowning and looked around to find the drunk man.

She saw him in the corner.

Chi Zheng fell on the sofa, completely drunk. On the table in front of her, dozens of bottles of beer and liquor were pouring around, and she approached through the crowd. He was dazed, resting one hand on the sofa, still holding a half bottle of wine. A waiter came over, “Miss Meng?”

She turned her head.

“Hello, I just called.”

Meng Shengnan nodded.

“This gentleman is always calling your name when he is drunk, so I have to ask you to pick him up.”

After the waiter left, Meng Shengnan was startled for half a second.

Then I went to see him again, the man seemed to be asleep. The profile is tough, just as handsome as previous years. She just looked at him like that for a while, remembering his arrogance that day, he said that she wanted to face and suffer, Meng Shengnan suddenly smiled.

She sighed and bent over to pull him.

The weight of the man made Meng Shengnan a little struggling. She lifted him up, held his arm around her head, and walked out step by step. Chi Zheng is tall, thin and tall, pressing down on her who is 1.65 meters. The smell of alcohol spread over her face, and her body pressed tightly across the thin cloth.

Behind the bar, Shi Jin licked his lips and smiled.

“You are a powerful trick.” The waiter just teased.

Shi Jin shook his head, “That guy is amazing.”

“How many mean?”

“He had a drink with his brothers back then and drank a lot.” Shi Jin said and smiled, “Pretending to be drunk is like real.”

There was a crowd in the bar.

On the side of the road, Meng Shengnan helped him shake his hand to block the car. Chi Zheng drunk his head on her shoulders, and the rough breath that he exhaled made the tip of her nose hot, and her face was hot. She tilted her head to look, his breathing was steady. Is it true drunk or fake drunk?

The car drove in the direction of the shop.

Chi Zheng leaned on her shoulder, and Meng Shengnan would fall down every time he pushed him. She was helplessly discouraged, and his breath came over and made her upset. Suddenly turning ahead, she raised her head and glanced, and felt a heavy weight on her leg. She stiffened, and it took a long time to look down. Chi Zheng’s face was against her leg, sideways inward. Meng Shengnan dared not move, holding his breath stiff until he got out of the car.

The intersection was full of people.

She pushed his head away hard, and then helped him out. It was already ten thirty in the middle of the night, and the shops on both sides were left with lights on in twos and threes. She helped him to the door of the store inside, and found the key in his pocket to open the door.

As soon as she entered the house, she was about to turn on the light.

There was a shock in my ears, and the door was closed. Her heart jumped, and his breathing was heavy in the darkness. Meng Shengnan slowly raised his hand to look for the switch, only to feel a sudden thrust. He held her arm tightly with his hand and set his backhand on the door panel, others pressed it down, and the other hand held her waist. Meng Shengnan’s back stiffened, then his face was buried directly on her neck, and he laughed low. She heard him breathe deeply and slowly, her desire unconcealed.

“I want to die.”