The Hope You Gave Me: 62-under the wisteria

Back to the apartment to put down the luggage, Xin Qi took Min Hui to a nearby restaurant. Min Hui ordered cumin mutton and a small bowl of French onion soup, and it took less than ten minutes to sweep up. And Xin Qi didn't even finish half of the lemon-flavored fish steak and vegetable salad ordered here.

He eats slowly, never speaks with food in his mouth, and must swallow it completely before opening his mouth.

She asked for a beer and walked slowly with him.

"Have you been back to New York recently?" She remembered Zizhu's request.

"No." He was attentively cutting the fish, "Is there something?"

"I want to buy two pairs of shoes. It's called 'Dansko'. Have you heard of it?"

"Well, many medical staff like to wear this shoe."

"If you don't go back to the United States, can you ask someone to buy it for me and send it over?"

"No problem, when?"

"Just receive it before the 25th of next month. Size 9, a pair of white and black."

He responded quickly: "For Zhou Ruji?"

"Yes. His birthday is next month."

He was slightly distracted, the knife cut on the plate, making a harsh sound, he quickly said "Sorry": "Aren't you divorced?"

"His wife asked me."

He didn't ask any more questions. He used a fork to fork the full plate of vegetable leaves together one by one, dipped them in the salad dressing, and put them in his mouth.

Min Hui's plate was empty, and the dessert had not yet arrived, so she had no choice but to ask: "Do you have cooperation with Cheng Qirang? I think you two are very chatty."

"It's just to pass the time." He said, "I had some intentions before, but they didn't implement the agreement. His platform is well established, and I'm really interested."

Min Hui nodded: "I don't want to comment on Cheng Qirang's personality, but he is really good at technology and business, and his manipulation skills are top-notch. You have to be careful in business with him."

"What," he raised his head and looked at her with interest, "I'm afraid I'll fall into his hands?"

"I don't know your company, Cao Mu said that you are also very good." Min Hui looked at him and smiled, "But Bencheng is neither New York nor Beijing. Guanchao was born and raised there for 20 years. It was founded by Zheng Lan, and when it comes to occupying the market and developing it for the past seven or eight years, Cheng Qirang has been struggling with Zheng Lan, and it can be said that he has contributed greatly.”

Of course he knows that.

"Especially now, Zheng Lan has suffered a severe stroke and is already in a vegetative state. She has been lying in the hospital and relying on machines to survive. Zheng Yiting's arrogance towards Cheng Qirang has suddenly become much smaller - she does not understand business and spends money like water, but she does not Stupid, knowing that my father is gone, I can't watch the tide without Cheng Qirang."

"So, you know a lot about tide watching."

"I didn't say that this company is bad, nor did I say that Cheng Qirang is a failed operator. On the contrary, Guanchao has always been outstanding in R&D and marketing, and its achievements and prestige in the industry are obvious to all. However, Guanchao The internal corporate culture - especially the discrimination against female employees - is very serious, and the rules and regulations are deliberately ignored, which makes the girls suffer, and it is the most unacceptable to me."

"Then what are your plans for the future?" he asked.

“I work at Guanchao for a maximum of two years, and the team and I will leave as soon as the competition restriction ends.”

"What about your projects? Like GS1.0? 2.0?"

"I am very reluctant, so I can only choose to give up. Cao Mu and I will start a new business. There are many things that can be done in AI. Our team is more experienced, and there will be new projects soon."

"Then come to BBG, I will give you enough freedom, money, and the respect you want."

She didn't answer for a long time, remembering that time when he bargained with Cao Mu, she thought about it and said, "Then see the situation."

He smiled to himself: "You know, Min Hui, it's actually hard for you to please."

When the dessert arrived, it was two plates of colorful macarons, arranged in a circle. Min Hui smiled and said, "Wow, I always see it in dessert shops, but I have never eaten it."

"Why?"

"It's not that I can't afford it, but I think it's too small and expensive, not enough to eat, and not worth it."

"Come on, let me introduce you, there are five flavors." He pointed to the darkest one, "This is chocolate, this is vanilla, this is strawberry, this is matcha, this is coffee ."

"Which is your favorite?"

"Pistachio."

"Pistachio flavor?"

"Yes. My mom can make it, but unfortunately this store doesn't have it," he said. "My mom grew up in Quebec and knows a lot about French baking. She used to make it for me and my brother when I was a kid. As long as I know I'm going home, I'll make a big plate in advance and put it away for me to eat."

"Have you eaten a lot?"

"Yes."

She rudely brought two plates of desserts to her face and smiled mischievously: "These are all mine."

He gave her a deep look: "Eat, I won't rob you."

She picked up a piece and took a bite into her mouth: "Hey, how did I get the taste of almonds?"

"Almond flour is its main ingredient."

She shoved one after another into her mouth, and when she finished eating the last one, Xin Qi finally ate the last vegetable leaf on her plate.

A light rain fell in the sky, adding a rare coolness to the dry air.

They came here on foot. Min Hui didn't want to call a car, so she suggested to take a walk back.

People come and go on the street, and there are square high-rise buildings on both sides. Walking in it is like walking into a group of giant building blocks. Min Hui was a little full, and wearing a pair of high-heeled shoes, she walked very slowly. Xin Qi was not in a hurry, and stayed by the side silently, occasionally saying a word or two of gossip. He always smelled of orange soda, and for some reason, it was more clearly discernible in the rain, as if it would take root and sprout and bear fruit at any moment. He didn't say why he went back to Beijing. He stayed for a few days and had something to do, as if he had made a special trip to accompany her. Min Hui didn't ask any more questions. It was a rare opportunity to walk in such a harmonious way in the rain, without quarreling, arguing, or sarcasm - she was already very happy.

"You've gotten a lot better tempered lately." Half-compliment, half-joking, she blushed again when she realized they weren't close enough to talk about each other's tempers.

“When I was in New York, I had a class, AngerManagement, how do you say it in Chinese?”

"Emotion Management."

"My temper is not as bad as you think, especially at work."

"So you're only mad at me?" The words blurted out, and there was no time to stop them.

"I often advise myself not to," he said calmly. "I should see you as a cow."

“What?”

"When a man is angry, he won't get angry if he is standing next to a cow instead of another person."

"Moo-moo-" she screeched twice from the side.

He glared at her, then smiled again.

They walked in the direction of the Life Insurance Center. When they reached the intersection, the red light was on, and a group of pedestrians were crossing the road in the rain across the cross street. Min Hui's eyes were fixed on a woman in a yellow jacket.

She has very white skin, elastic curly hair, and a bulging cloth bag slung across her shoulders, making her invisible in the crowd. Min Hui felt that the way she was walking seemed familiar, especially the conspicuous coat.

She couldn't help chasing after the woman. Just two steps away, she grabbed her with one hand and pulled her in. At the same time, there was a "drip" in her ear, and a minibus was with her. brushed past. The driver stuck his head out of the car and scolded, "I'll kill you!" and walked away.

She opened her eyes and found Xin Qi hugging her tightly.

"You OK?" He looked at her suspiciously, "The red light is still on, why did you suddenly cross the road?"

She was in shock, she turned her head and saw that the woman in yellow across the street had disappeared. She looked around anxiously, and Xin Qi asked, "What's the matter? Who did you see?"

"Su Tian." Min Hui's face turned pale, "I think I saw Su Tian."

His face also changed: "Where?"

"Across the road, the one in yellow." Min Hui pointed out, and the woman in yellow reappeared in the crowd, facing away from them in the direction of the shopping center.

The yellow clothes are very conspicuous, Xin Qi finally saw it: "Are you sure?"

"Not sure." She said so, but she quickened her pace, just as the green light came on, she pulled Xin Qi and chased after the woman in yellow.

Seeing that the person was about to walk into the mall, Xin Qi stopped her with a quick walk: "Miss, please stay-"

The woman in yellow stood in surprise and turned her face: "Is something wrong?"

Xin Qi was about to speak when Min Hui quickly said, "I'm sorry, we identified the wrong person."

The woman smiled softly, said "it's okay", and left slowly.

Xin Qi looked at her back and couldn't help but say, "Is she too far from Su Tian?"

Yes, the woman has a well-defined face, which looks like a Uyghur woman, with big eyes and deep eyes, and naturally shiny curly hair. She looks better than Su Tian, ​​although she is well maintained, she should be in her forties in terms of age.

"The hairstyle and body are the same, and they are wearing the same jacket."

——There are too many memories, and she even went to the police station to make a transcript. Until now, Min Hui can still clearly remember every detail of her meeting with Su Tian, ​​especially the yellow coat. Bright yellow, silver snap button with a hat attached to it. There is a palm-sized pocket on the left and right chests, and a beef tendon rope that can be adjusted elastically on the waist.

"Comeon, that was four years ago."

"Su Tian will not be willing to throw it away." Min Hui sighed.

Xin Qi went into the mall and bought her an iced latte, saying it was to shock her and dilute the sweetness of macarons.

"I often dream of Su Tian these days." He said, "In the dream, she was also wearing that yellow dress, her face was always blurred, she was sitting next to me, and she couldn't see clearly. "

"She didn't say anything?" Min Hui looked at him, "No hint of where she was?"

"I'm afraid she is no longer alive." He looked at the crowds and passing vehicles on the street, his thoughts were full of thoughts, "or went to a parallel time and space. Me and her...maybe only in another The worlds meet."

"No, she must still be alive. At the time of the incident, the local police searched very thoroughly. After you joined, you will do your best to dig three feet in the ground - if she is really killed, so many people I've been looking for her for so long, with advertisements everywhere, big money offerings... It's impossible to find her. Most of the time she's still alive," Min Hui affirmed, "you will definitely be able to reunite."

"What about you?" he asked suddenly, "what do you do?"

"Well, let's go on with my life, anyway, I have Su Quan, at most I can find him a father."

"Good luck," he said casually.

Her eyes suddenly became sore, and suddenly tears welled up, just as it was raining heavily, she raised her head and let the rain hit her face.

He didn't notice it and continued: "When it was raining when we were young, Su Tian and I often walked upside down in the rain hand in hand - there were no computers or game consoles at that time, and I thought it was very fun."

She sucked her nose hard and smiled, "Won't it crash into the car?"

"On the playground. The welfare home has a large playground, where Su Tian likes to swing, jump rubber bands, and play parallel bars. She likes to wear yellow clothes because red, yellow, and green are the most striking colors. The school There are many girls in red, and the campus is full of green plants. As long as she wears yellow, I can always recognize her immediately, even if it’s just a shadow.”

Min Hui thought to herself, Su Tian didn't know that Xin Qi's eyes had been healed. Maybe that yellow jacket was specially bought to wear when she was with Xin Qi.

The more I think about it, the more active Su Tian is in my mind, and he almost walks from another time and space to the front.

For a while, she didn't know whether it was happiness or sadness, but she felt like a numbness in her heart, and her chest was so blocked that she didn't hear what Xin Qi said beside her.

Min Hui spent an afternoon in Xin Qi's apartment. She felt tired, so she took a nap, not expecting to wake up at six o'clock. She hurriedly took a shower, put on light makeup, wore a white dress, and took Xin Qi's car to a club next to the hospital. Xin Qi said that he would wait for her in a nearby cafe, handle some official business by the way, and asked her to call him after dinner.

It was a private club. From the outside, the front door was small, and the inside was deep and winding: there were gardens, rockeries, weeping willows, and ponds. The interior decoration is splendid, and it is the most expensive and private among the social places of doctors in Beijing. The director and assistant of the host are all from Hangzhou. The chef inside cooks beautiful Hangzhou dishes, and there is a girl playing the guzheng in the side hall. Hearing that the dean can drink quite a lot, Cheng Qirang specially brought two bottles of Maotai and tried his best to accompany him to drink. Min Hui did not drink a drop of wine, and gave a serious introduction to the GS1.0 project during the banquet.

After a meal, the two reached a preliminary sales intention. Min Hui promised to bring the team to the hospital for installation and commissioning in person, while Cheng Qirang said that he would give a good discount. Seeing that the dinner was about to end, everyone began to say goodbye to each other. Min Hui called Xin Qi, and Xin Qi said that she would come over immediately and would wait for her in the parking lot.

"My car is also in the parking lot, let's go together." Cheng Qirang said, "I just want to talk to you about something, about work."

From the clubhouse to the parking lot, you need to cross a pond and a garden.

The rain has stopped, dripping from the ginkgo trees on both sides of the trail. They passed by a wisteria trellis. Cheng Qirang suddenly stopped and said to Min Hui, "The HR person told me that you complained about Ding Yifeng. I have already talked to him, and I have put it down."

She said coldly: "What is 'pressed down'? It's over?"

"I warned him not to mess with you. You were discovered by me and pulled out with one hand. You are here to watch the tide and do big things."

Min Hui laughed "ha": "Stop dreaming, Cheng Qirang. I won't do anything for you, let alone—"

"Don't talk too much, Min Hui." He interrupted her, his voice like a low drumbeat, "A talented person can be proud and self-willed, but don't rely on your intelligence to be lawless. I can make you Being in the limelight can also make you fall into trouble. Because you and I—" he pointed to her nose, "are soulmates, and only I can understand the code you wrote in seconds. If I change your code, you will be convinced. Oral. Have you ever thought about it? Why do you hate each other for a while? If we work together, we can create a world!"

"No!"

"You need me, Min Hui. You're great technically, but you're not rational enough. You can't have the freedom you want without being rational enough."

"I don't understand what you mean."

"Tide watching grew under my hands. I made the rules. I made its structure, its rules, its system. To be free with me, I had to incorporate this System, can't learn. In my world, you can backstroke or snorkel, but remember that you are a fish, you can only live in the water, if you want to jump out of the water and jump to the shore, you will die."

She looks at him in shock.

"What you have to do is actually very simple," he stared at her face in the moonlight, his eyes like a hinge locking her thoughts, "that is to surrender yourself, the more fully the better."

"Hand over yourself, do you think I'm stupid?" Min Hui sneered, "You think you tell me it's a fish, and I'll just stay in the pond you dug with your own hands, and treat it as a Is it my whole world? I'm glad that I jumped out and saw a more wonderful world, a wider space, and breathed fresher air! If the world you gave me needs me to depend on you, obey you, and be at your mercy, Then I'd rather die than jump out! I don't need your system, and I won't recite the answers you gave me. The way I choose to live is my final explanation to the world."

Speaking of this, she turned her head and left, grabbed by him suddenly, and dragged her to a ginkgo tree outside the flower stand. There was a pain in her arm, as if someone had clamped it with iron pliers. Just as she was about to pull out her mobile phone to call for help, Cheng Qi let the bag that had been snatched from her slammed into the distance.

At this moment, she was hugged tightly by him.

She struggled hard, and he covered her mouth tightly. At the same time, his face fell, his tongue rolled around her neck, sucking **** the base of her ear.

A strong smell of alcohol hit her, mixed with some animal odor.

"You ate onions on purpose before meeting me, didn't you?" he said savagely, "I smelled it as soon as I saw you. And the cumin and mutton smell, you ate those on purpose. Is it disgusting for me? In order to suppress this disgust, I have to drink desperately!" He pulled her hair hard, put his face against hers, and rubbed it around, "Do you think that Can you jump out of my palm? An ungrateful thing! I love you so I pamper you, be obedient, and I'll let you go."

She was shoved violently by him, and she threw herself in the mud. His body came over and was about to push her to the ground, when she remembered the self-defense technique taught by Yin Xu, rolled on the spot, and kicked him violently at the base of his thigh.

"Ow!" he cried out in pain, shrinking into a ball.

Desperately, she pounces on him, mounts him, and punches him hard in the nose.

He groaned, the bridge of his nose was broken, and he wrapped his hands around his head in pain.

She didn't give up, punched to death with punch after punch, grabbed the mud on the ground and smeared it in his face, stuffed it into his mouth, saw that he was not moving, then stood up and walked for two He stepped back again and kicked his stomach fiercely.

The high heels kicked her and she didn't bother to look for it, so she ran forward barefoot, picked up the small bag on the ground, walked through a bush, stumbled to the parking lot, and a figure ran towards her quickly. hold her.

"Min Hui?"

She had blood on her hands and mud all over her body, shivering and crying in his arms. He thought she was seriously injured, so he picked her up in fright, put her in the back seat, turned on the heater, and checked her injuries up and down.

"FXXK!" He scolded, "Is it Cheng Qirang?"

She nods in tears.

"Your arm is full of his fingerprints," he growled. "Sit here and don't move, I'll beat him to death!"

After saying that, he opened the door and rushed out. Min Hui held him tightly: "Don't go, Xin Qi! I'm not injured. Then he didn't move... I'm afraid... dead."

She cried in fear.

"Xin Qi, if I go to jail, you have to take care of my son."

"No, you won't go to jail, it's just self-defense at best. Don't worry, I'll hire the best lawyer for you." He put his arms around her and comforted her softly, "Where is the other person? I'll go check it out. ."

She pointed him in the direction, he locked the door, walked deep into the garden, returned shortly after, got into the car, and started to reverse.

"How? Is he dead or alive?"

"He's gone. I asked the security guard, and the security guard said he drank too much, fell, broke the bridge of his nose, lost a front tooth, and the rest were just some flesh wounds. They're arranging a car to take him off. Go to the hospital."

It's nice that people aren't dead yet. She breathed a sigh of relief.

"You really beat him up enough." Xin Qi handed her a box of tissues while steering the steering wheel, "The security guard said that his face was covered in blood, his mouth was full of mud, and he had drank a lot of alcohol and was lying on the ground. I vomited for a long time..."

In order to prevent Cheng Qirang from filing a lawsuit, he took her to a nearby hospital for an injury appraisal. It was almost twelve when we got back to the apartment.

Her body is still shaking.

He put the water in the bathtub, poured some bath salts, adjusted the water temperature, helped her take off her clothes and let her sit in.

She clasped her legs and sat in the water dumbfounded, thinking of what had just happened, she couldn't help but shudder for a while, her teeth rattling.

He wanted to leave, but when he saw she was motionless in the water, he turned back and said, "I'll wash it for you."

She bit her lip and nodded.

Her hair is covered in mud, clumps stuck together. He squeezed the shampoo into his hands, dabbing and rubbing it over and over.

He gently stroked her back, trying to relax the tense muscles.

However, her body was as stiff as iron, curled into a ball that was difficult to break apart.

He had to hold her forehead with his left hand, spread his fingers with his right hand, and gently comb her head along the back of her neck.

The water soon became cloudy, and he let the dirty water out and started again.

Her fingernails are also dark mud, and he carefully brushes each fingertip with soap and a toothbrush until they all return to a transparent white color.

He was silent the whole time, not a word of conversation between the two.

After three serious washes, he wiped her body, dried her hair, put on her own pajamas and sent her to the guest room: "It's late, go to bed ."

She tossed and turned on the bed, obviously tired, but couldn't sleep, staring at the night light outside the window.

At two o'clock, she ran to the balcony and smoked a cigarette.

At three o'clock, she went to the living room to watch an episode of TV.

At four o'clock, she passed Xin Qi's bedroom, saw the door ajar, and walked in quietly, sitting on the carpet beside the bed, watching him silently in the dark.

He was breathing lightly and slept peacefully.

She couldn't help but reach out and touch his face.

She felt a strange softness as her fingertips ran across his lips, and she couldn't help leaning down to give her a light kiss.

He coughed immediately.

"Xin Qi, I can't sleep." She whispered in his ear, "Do you want to play chess?"

"Sleep next to me," he said dazedly, then turned over to make room for her.

She slipped into the blanket, hugged him tightly, pressed her face to his chest, and fell asleep within a minute.