The Starry Sky, The Starry Sea: Chapter 5 I like the feeling of being alone

Chapter5 I like the feeling of being alone

The joy of getting along with each other in daily life, the peace of mind when being around him, the panic when facing him, and the unwillingness to be ignored by him are all ignored by me intentionally or unintentionally, because I dare not face all the answers .

The two guest rooms on the upper floor are the ones that need to be refurbished. Wu Julan has to vacate the rooms before the renovation. Although my room does not need to be decorated, I thought, since I have injured legs and feet, it is inconvenient to go up and down the stairs, and I don't want to smell the pungent decoration smell, so I might as well move to the first floor with Wu Julan.

After discussing with Wu Julan, I made a decision. Wu Julan made do with it and slept on the sofa in the living room for a while. I moved to live in the study on the first floor. My grandfather used it as a bedroom before. It has a bed and a wardrobe, but there is no separate bathroom. I need to share the bathroom in the living room with Wu Julan.

One by one we moved our mouths and the other by our hands, we hurriedly moved the house.

At nine o'clock, Wang Tianlin showed up on time with the decoration workers.

After a brief introduction and pleasantries, Wang Tianlin told the workers what needs to be paid attention to in front of me, and then officially started the decoration.

Renovation is a very trivial and annoying job. Although Wang Tianlin has used his most trusted decoration workers, for the workers, this is just an ordinary business that makes money; for me, it is The only home, there are many things to worry about.

I can't use my right hand at all, and I can't walk a few steps, so I can only rely on Wu Julan to do everything. Fortunately, Wu Julan listened to my words, read a lot of technical posts with high gold content on the Internet, and knew all about the door of decoration, so I was basically relieved to let him keep an eye on it.

It's just that although Wu Julan is impoverished, his manner of speaking and dealing with people is not at all cautious and tactful as poor people should be, but full of arrogance. He doesn't know how to please people, he doesn't know how to tell harmless lies to lubricate interpersonal relationships, and he never wrongs himself. I was worried that there would be friction between him and the workers, and I reminded him repeatedly that if he saw something that the workers did not do well, he should express it in a tactful manner and not speak too bluntly. If the other party does not make corrections, don't reprimand him. You can call Wang Tianlin and ask him to coordinate.

Unexpectedly, Wu Julan's temper was worse than I imagined.

He is cold-tempered, demanding perfection in everything, and is used to giving orders. His words were blunt and sharp, and he didn't understand hypocrisy or presumption at all. Almost every sentence seemed to be provocative and insulting, and he looked at others like an idiot without moving. Several workers fell out with him on the first day. If it weren't for the fact that I'm a friend of the boss Wang Tianlin, a girl covered in injuries, it's so pitiful, she probably would have quit.

I recalled the madness I felt when Wu Julan said that my cooking tasted terrible, and I completely understood the workers' feelings. However, understanding is understanding, I am now with Wu Julan, and I don't think Wu Julan has done anything wrong. Are those workers not doing well enough or not doing well enough to let people talk about it? Although Wu Julan speaks sharply, he always bases his words on the facts, just like he dislikes my cooking. Compared with him, my cooking is not delicious enough!

However, no matter how much I side with Wu Julan in my heart, I dare not say frankly that the decoration workers are poorly skilled. Wu Julan can only play bad face and I play red face.

With a smile on my face, I asked the workers to forgive the "ignorant" Wu Julan. In order to alleviate everyone's anger, I offered to provide lunch for all the workers during the renovation period.

I didn't explain my devious thoughts to Wu Julan, I just handed him the money and told him that I would take care of all the workers for a meal at noon and buy more when I went grocery shopping.

A lot of times Wu Julan doesn't look like a wage earner at all, his airs are bigger than mine, but as long as it is about work, he is very serious. I told him to, and he did it without questioning it.

As I expected, Wu Julan did not cut corners just because the food was for the workers, just like making it for me and himself, he made it for everyone. After the workers finished the lunch made by Wu Julan, their hostility towards Wu Julan immediately faded away.

I laughed secretly, no wonder one of the fine traditions of my ancestors is to talk about things at the dinner table. When you eat a table of hand-made meals, you can easily feel the chef's thoughts from the ingredients to the taste. No matter how cold and harsh Wu Julan is on the surface, he has always been open and frank in his dealings with others. These workers who go from house to house to do business, have a lot of high and low eyebrows, and they have their own way of judging people and judging things.

Although the workers no longer hated Wu Julan, they couldn't say they liked Wu Julan either. However, seeing the sumptuous and delicious meal at noon, no matter what Wu Julan said, they all listened calmly. Soon they discovered that Wu Julan didn't deliberately pick on mistakes, they were all reasonable, and even some of his improvement suggestions were more professional than their experts.

They complained that knowing is easier than doing, and Wu Julan immediately demonstrated it himself, which completely shocked them. The workers felt admiration, they worked meticulously, and the decoration went very smoothly, so I was completely relieved.

The way the workers look at Wu Julan has completely changed. From time to time they praise Wu Julan in front of me. But in fact, I was no less surprised than them. It can also be said that Wu Julan saw the truth from the Internet, but it can be done so easily, how to explain it?

The only explanation is that he has done it before.

Knowing laundry, cooking, medical skills, construction... laundry is nothing more than that, cooking is better than a chef in a five-star hotel, and the diagnosis and first aid of trauma are no worse than professional doctors. The carpentry is more exquisite than the master craftsman who has been doing it for decades. I can't help but think, what else would he do?

Although only the second floor of the whole house is being renovated, the first floor is also restless, with rumbles and bangs for a while. Fortunately, the kitchen is a separate big room, so I hid in the spacious kitchen.

One window of the kitchen faces the courtyard, and the other faces the courtyard wall, facing a large area of ​​bougainvillea blooming brightly and movingly. Move a comfortable chair and sit by the window. It doesn’t matter how long you stay. will feel uncomfortable.

I wear earphones, listen to MP3, and read "Dictionary of Tang Poetry Appreciation" by Shanghai Dictionary Publishing House. This is my grandfather's collection of books. When I came to my grandfather's house, it was already in my grandfather's bookcase, and he was a more senior resident than me.

There was a time when my grandpa would ask me to recite a poem after dinner every day and recite one poem a week. At the beginning, I just took it as a task and did it with a little reluctance. But over the years, gradually, I tasted it, and I really understood what my grandfather said, "a book that I can never finish reading in a lifetime". Each poem is accompanied by the author's life experience, the social background when the poem was written, and the source of the dictionary's allusions. If you read it carefully, it is a story that is either soul-stirring or lingering.

When I am free, I often turn to a page at random and read slowly one poem after another. Right and wrong, success and failure, joys and sorrows, life and death, are the same in ancient and modern times. If you read more, you will naturally feel refreshed and free from falsehood.

When I finished reading a page and was about to turn the page awkwardly, a hand helped me turn the page. I turned my head and saw Wu Julan quietly sitting next to me at some point.

I took off an earphone and said, "It's okay, I can do it myself."

Wu Julan looked at the book and said casually: "It's okay, I'm reading it too."

I reacted for a moment before I understood the meaning of his words, "You mean, you want to read a book with me?"

"Yeah."

If this is a martial arts novel or fantasy novel, I can still understand it, but this is Tang poetry, which even many college graduates would not use as recreational reading. I couldn't help but look at Wu Julan suspiciously. He was staring at the book intently, with melancholy in his eyes and a sigh on his lips. He should have felt something in his heart and really read it.

I scolded myself, "A dog's eyes look down on people", the Nobel Prize winner Mo Yan hasn't graduated from elementary school yet! I pushed the book in the direction of Wu Julan, and looked down, it was Wang Wei's "Song of Pine Trees in Xinqin County": Pine Trees on Qingqing Mountain,

See you again today.

I don't see you,

Reminiscence,

This heart should be known to you.

For you, the color is tall and leisurely,

The pavilions come out of the clouds.

After reading a poem, Wu Julan didn't turn the page for a long time. I secretly glanced at him several times, but he didn't notice, and kept staring at the page in a daze.

I felt curious, so I couldn't help but read it again carefully, and sighed with emotion: "This poem seems to be written loosely, but it should actually be about people, just like Qu Yuan used vanilla to write about gentlemen. However, it is recorded in historical records Wang Wei's "miaonian is pure and white, with beautiful demeanor" and "sexy rhythm, wonderful ability to play the pipa". Such a literary and elegant person even praises another person as "the king is tall and leisurely, and the pavilion is out of the clouds". I really don't know What kind of person is that Qingsong Jun."

Wu Julan smiled slightly and said, "Do you really want to pursue Mojie's exaggerated words?"

I always felt that what he said was a bit strange, but I couldn't tell what was wrong. Wu Julan also looked a bit strange, not as cold and sharp as he was used to, sliding his fingers across the pages, smiling lightly, and sighing softly, with a feeling of "everything in the ages, all in silence".

His sigh made my heart feel a little inexplicably sad, and I couldn't help but want to erase the melancholy in his brows and eyes, and asked flatteringly, "Would you like to listen to music?"

"Music?" Wu Julan froze for a moment, then looked at the MP3 in my hand calmly.

At the beginning, his expressionless and calm appearance could scare me, but now... I glanced at him, and immediately understood that this guy who I dare not underestimate all the time, will definitely not use it. MP3.

I handed Wu Julan an earphone and motioned him to put it on.

Wu Julan held it in his hand and played with it for a while before slowly putting it into his ear. For the first time, he showed a surprised and joyful expression.

I whispered, "Does it sound good?"

Wu Julan nodded with a smile, and I said, "The name of the song is "Summer Night Starry Sky Sea", a song I like very much."

The two sat side by side under the kitchen window, each with an earphone, listening to music and reading a book together. The sound of decoration outside is noisy and harsh, but the small world inside is sunny and warm, flowers are in full bloom, and the years are quiet.

In the evening, after the workers finished their work, the house was quiet again.

Wu Julan and I, one with mobility issues and one unfamiliar with the place, sat on the sofa and watched TV together after eating and taking a shower.

I handed the remote control to Wu Julan and asked him to choose. Finding that Wu Julan was only interested in animal and nature programs, he checked the channels and started watching "Animal World".

I seldom watch animal programs, and I take it for granted that such programs about animals must be boring, but after watching them, I realize that not only are they not boring, but they are very interesting. The struggle between creatures and nature, between predators and prey, is bloody, cruel and merciless, yet thrilling and touching.

This issue of "Animal World" is about the battle between lions and elephants on the African grasslands. According to the narrator, lions actually rarely attack elephants, because elephants are not weak zebras or antelopes, and it takes a huge price to attack them, and elephant meat is almost harder to swallow than zebra or antelope meat, Therefore, lions and elephants can say that well water does not violate river water.

But this time, due to lack of food, the hungry lion group on the verge of death decided to hunt the elephant group, and the target was the baby elephant in the elephant group. In order to protect the young elephants, the adult elephants walk outside and use their bodies to resist the sharp claws of the lions. Although the lions are cunning and ferocious enough, the elephants are not weak. The lions failed in the previous two hunts, and some lions were even seriously injured. But, faced with death, the lions had to attack again. According to their physical strength, this will be their last attack. If they fail to succeed, in the African grassland, an environment that relies entirely on their strength to survive, they will not be able to launch another hunt, and can only wait quietly for death.

Thousands of miles of pursuit, several days and nights of raids, no one can quit, because quitting is death. I was very worried when I saw it. I didn't know who to hope to win. If the elephant doesn't die, the lion will die. Both sides are admirable and strong, fighting for survival.

In the last attack, after endless brutal fighting, the lions not only successfully slaughtered a baby elephant, but also brought down an adult elephant.

After eating their flesh and blood, the lions who were still alive squatted on the ground calmly, watching the rising sun indifferently. Their ears stood up vigilantly, their bodies lay lazily, and there was neither the pain of existence nor the joy of victory in their eyes, just another day naturally.

I was shocked because their eyes and gestures resembled Wu Julan - fearless, careless indifference; vigilance and laziness, ferocity and leisure, strangely and harmoniously intertwined.

Wu Julan didn't respond at all, even when the subtitles came out, he turned off the phone, ready to go to bed.

I asked in a persuasive manner: "What do you think after watching the movie?"

Wu Julan glanced at me indifferently and said, "I don't feel it."

Suddenly, I really understood Wu Julan's awkward character.

He never bothered to deal with interpersonal relationships, and a harmless little lie could make others happy, but he didn't tell it at all. At first I thought he didn't understand, but later I found out that he didn't understand, and it wasn't that he couldn't, and like those lions, it wasn't that he didn't know how to hunt elephants, but when the food was plentiful, was it necessary? Don't do it when it's not necessary, and do it when it's really necessary. This is the most ruthless act after analyzing the gains and losses most rationally and calmly. Wu Julan will not tell lies to make me happy, nor will he use euphemistic words to make the workers feel comfortable, because our reactions are irrelevant and he cannot be troubled. But he will tell Jiang Yisheng that he is my cousin, because a lie can save countless troubles.

I looked at Wu Julan with complicated eyes, what has he experienced that made him become like this? An anthropomorphic African savannah?

Wu Julan said blankly: "It's getting late, you should rest."

I know very well that it's not that he didn't miss my strange look, but he didn't care at all. I couldn't explain what I was feeling, so I stood up angrily, with a cold face, and said "it's not your turn to dictate my affairs", and went back to the study.

I lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, always feeling very angry and unwilling. I thought that although we didn't know each other for a long time, our relationship...but it turned out that in Wu Julan's eyes, I was insignificant and nothing.

I was so angry that I slowly calmed down.

Is Wu Julan obliged to take my emotions into consideration?

No obligation! Even my own parents can't take care of my happiness and anger, so why ask Wu Julan?

Wu Julan treats everyone the same, and doesn't treat me worse. I am the boss, and he comes to work, is there any part of his duties that he has not done well?

No! Laundry, cooking, cleaning, all done better than expected! It wasn't even his job to oversee the renovations and take care of me, who has limited mobility, and he didn't make any mistakes.

Then why am I dissatisfied?

There shouldn't be!

As the boss, I should only pay attention to what Wu Julan does, not his character.

I analyzed it rationally, and I was no longer angry. I regretted that I gave Wu Julan a face just now for no reason. As for the unwillingness in my heart, I chose to ignore it.

I gently opened the door of the study, looking across the long aisle to the sofa. It was pitch black, without any sound, and it was impossible to tell whether Wu Julan was asleep or not.

While hesitating, Wu Julan's voice came from the darkness, "Why don't you sleep?"

I took a few steps forward and shortened the distance between us, but considering that he was sleeping, I didn't get too close, "I have something to tell you."

The blinds were not fully closed, and strands of moonlight fell from the gaps between the window leaves, cutting the darkness into strands after strands. I happened to be standing in the interlaced light and shadow of a ray of darkness and a ray of moonlight, and felt that the whole world seemed to be blurred and confusing.

I heard my own voice sounding softly in the darkness, sometimes clear, sometimes blurred, also interlaced, strand by strand, much like my complicated state of mind at this time.

"Just now... I'm sorry. I... I'm a little confused, please forgive me. I shouldn't... disturb your sleep, but grandpa has always taught me, never get angry overnight, hurt your body, and feel sad." Talking, while trying to look over the sofa. But in the dark, I was in the light, and he was in the dark. I could only vaguely see that he hadn't moved. If he hadn't just spoken, I would have suspected that he was actually sleeping.

My voice fell behind, and Wu Julan didn't answer.

Silence filled the darkness, and when I felt more and more awkward, Wu Julan's voice finally came again, "I forgive you."

It was very cold, just like his usual expressionless face, but faintly, there seemed to be something more. I said: "Thank you!"

I waited and waited, seeing that Wu Julan had nothing to say, cheered up, smiled and said: "Good night! Have a good dream!"

Two weeks later, the renovation was completed on schedule, plus the TV, tables and chairs for the house, and the repair of some aging and damaged places, a total of more than 47,000 yuan was spent.

My heart hurts spending money, but I am very satisfied with the completed house. Loose sockets, aging showers were replaced with new ones, broken cabinets in the kitchen were repaired, and the whole house is more comfortable to live in than it was before.

After two weeks of recuperation, the injury on my leg has almost healed, and I can walk as usual like a normal person. The wound on his hand has also healed, and the doctor said that he still can't work, but it doesn't matter if he touches water occasionally. Just wear a waterproof glove and a little care in the shower and you'll be fine.

I was finally out of the ranks of "disabled people" who couldn't take care of themselves. I was excited and directed Wu Julan to carefully decorate the two guest rooms, striving to be warm and comfortable.

After the room was furnished, I called Jiang Yisheng and asked him to take pictures of the room from various angles, such as the comfortable bed, the brand new and clean bathroom, the conch, coral, and flowers in the yard collected by my grandfather... After I edited the photos , with appropriate text, and publish it on various travel forums.

I also printed a lot of small advertisements, and took Wu Julan and Jiang Yisheng to the pier to post them... When the trivial things were finished little by little, my hands were not able to do heavy work, eating and washing my face were all Everything is normal.

On a sunny morning, Wang Tianlin, Jiang Yisheng, and Wu Julan worked together to put up the signboard of the inn that was made during the renovation. A dark brown plaque with white characters. When I saw the words "Conch Small Inn" hanging upright under the eaves of the courtyard gate, I lit the firecrackers with my own hands.

Amid the crackling sound of firecrackers, Wang Tianlin, Jiang Yisheng and the neighbors who watched the fun congratulated loudly: "Good luck for the opening!"

Although there are many twists and turns, my inn is finally open. I smiled and said "thank you", and subconsciously looked for the person who helped me walk this way.

Wu Julan stood a certain distance away, with a polite smile, watching quietly, out of tune with the lively atmosphere around him. I ran to his side in a few steps, stood on tiptoe, put my toes close to his ear, and said loudly: "Thank you!"

Wu Julan stared at my overly bright and proud smiling face.

I tilted my head, a little deliberately provocative - I'm just teasing you, what can you do with me?

Wu Julan ignored my "little man's success", he stretched out his hand, and carefully picked up the red firecracker crumbs on my hair one by one. The two stood very close, following his every move, the temperature between his fingers and the breath of his body seemed to have substance, seeping into my heart from my nose and skin. My heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, my smile froze on my face, and I no longer had the complacency I had just now.

Looking at my stupidity, Wu Julan asked with a smile, "Why are you in a daze? Do you have nothing to do?"

His smile was completely different from the polite smile just now, and I was in a daze when I saw it, and then I answered calmly: "I, I... I'm thinking about something, it's, it's... something related to the operation of the inn. "I re-emphasized my tone very seriously, and after I finished speaking, I immediately turned around and walked towards the neighbors, almost running away.

I thought angrily, knowing that he is a lion, why deliberately provoke him? As a result, he was teased instead of being teased.

Although I am mentally prepared that guests will not come to live so soon, people always have unrealistic expectations. I have been standing by the phone, hoping that some guest will pick out my "Conch Inn" with discerning eyes.

Jiang Yisheng laughed at me: "Don't be obsessed with money. You have only opened for two days, how can you be so fast..."

The phone rang suddenly, and I froze for a moment in disbelief, and answered the phone in a hurry, "Hello, Conch Inn!"

A few minutes later, I hung up the phone excitedly, and patted the record book on Jiang Yisheng's demonstration, "Our store is about to welcome its first customer, and we have booked for a month."

Jiang Yisheng snatched the notebook, "Miss Hu made a reservation for one month." He raised his eyebrows, "What kind of **** luck are you doing?"

I scolded: "Get out! They are not sightseeing, but want to live on the island for a while, and they have taken a fancy to our inn, which is homely, warmly furnished and quiet."

Jiang Yisheng said with a smile: "No matter what, congratulations on your opening."

Wu Julan and I cleaned all the rooms spotlessly, waiting to welcome the first guest of Conch Inn.

I told Ms. Hu that the last section of the road to the inn is a century-old street, which has a local style, but it is not accessible by car, which is a bit inconvenient. However, we can go to the pier to pick up the guests, we will carry the luggage and so on, and the guests don't need to worry about it at all. But Ms. Hu refused, saying she could handle it herself.

In the evening, after a few knocks from "Tuk Tuk", the half-covered courtyard door was gently pushed open. I cheered up, walked out quickly with a polite smile, just about to say "Welcome", when I saw Zhou Buwen walking into the courtyard with luggage.

I asked in surprise: "Why are you here?"

Zhou Buwen said with a smile: "I'm staying at the hotel, I've already made a reservation."

"Miss Hu booked the room for you?"

Zhou Buwen smiled: "She is my assistant."

I feel weird in my heart, but I can't let Zhou Buwen stand in the yard all the time, "Come in!"

Zhou Buwen observed my expression and said, "Are you unhappy? Do you think I cheated you?"

"No, I just thought that a guest really chose my inn. I didn't expect it to be you. I feel a little happy, but it's definitely not that you are not welcome."

"Aren't I a guest? An inn like yours relies on word of mouth to attract guests. I want to live comfortably. I will send you a WeChat circle of friends, and maybe the next friend will come."

I laughed, "Okay, I will make your stay comfortable. But, don't you want to work? Why did you book for a month?"

"I'm a little tired. I want to take a vacation for myself. Traveling is also tiring. With you, I can take a good rest without thinking about anything."

I took a closer look at him and found that his face was really tired, and there was even a faint blue shadow under his eye sockets. It was obvious that he had not had a good rest for a long time, and I didn't know whether his pressure came from work or family. I didn't Ask again, "Which room do you want to live in?"

Zhou Buwen looked at the two guest rooms and said with a sigh: "It has changed a lot. I remember that there was no bathroom on the second floor when I was a child. Do you still live in the previous room?"

"Well, it's still the same room."

Zhou Buwen pointed to the room at the end of the corridor, "Where is that room? I remember that grandpa used to live in that room, right?"

"Yes, but grandpa later moved to the first floor and added an extra bed in the back of the study, which serves as both a bedroom and a study."

Zhou Buwen pondered for a moment and asked, "Is the study downstairs for guests?"

"The study room hasn't been redecorated, and it's quite comfortable to live in. However, no matter how clean the old things are, they will look dirty. It's not suitable for guests to live in, so I let Wu Julan live in it."

Zhou Buwen said in surprise: "I thought you wouldn't be willing to give that room to anyone!"

"I'm really not willing to let outsiders live in that room, but since the house is so big, it's definitely not suitable for guests to live in the study room, so I can only let Wu Julan live there, and reserve the three upstairs rooms as guest rooms .Wu Julan..." I paused and said, "It's my cousin, not an outsider."

Zhou Buwen said: "I've never heard you mention your cousin before. I thought you were not close to your mother's relatives, but I didn't expect you to be quite close."

I didn't say anything, and I didn't think of it at all. After the renovation, when Wu Julan asked me where he should live, I let him live in the study without the slightest hesitation.

Zhou Buwen looked at the two guest rooms and said hesitantly: "These two rooms are well furnished, but a little small. Can I live in the big suite that Grandpa used to have?"

I smiled and said, "Of course, but the bathroom was only renovated in that room, and the floor and walls were not moved. It doesn't look as new as these two rooms."

I opened the door and showed Zhou Buwen around. Zhou Buwen said, "I like it very much. It's not new, but it feels like home."

"It's fine if you like it. Then you pack your luggage first and take a rest. After you rest, you can have dinner."

I helped Zhou Buwen close the door and walked downstairs slowly.

When I passed the door of the study, I stopped subconsciously, and Zhou Buwen's words "I didn't expect you to be quite close" sounded in my ears.

When I made the decision, I didn't hesitate at all. I just thought it was a rational arrangement for the inn business. But Zhou Buwen's words today reminded me that my behavior cannot be explained by saying "for the inn business". Probably in the eyes of people who know me well, I would never let outsiders live in this house. Even if I had to live in someone else, I would move in by myself and give up my house. But I let Wu Julan live in it so easily and without hesitation at all. No wonder Jiang Yisheng looked at me with surprised and inquiring eyes when he knew that Wu Julan was living in the study.

I'm a bit confused, since when did I feel that Wu Julan is not an "outsider"? I can lie to Zhou Buwen with "he is my cousin", but I can't lie to myself.

"What are you thinking?"

Jiang Yisheng's voice suddenly sounded faintly behind me, which startled me a lot. I thumped his shoulder angrily, "Scared to death!"

Jiang Yisheng said: "I have ghosts in my heart, and I blamed me for scaring you!"

I asked fiercely: "Why are you here?"

"I'm curious about your first guest, so come and have a look. Are you here? What kind of person?"

I said listlessly: "Zhou Buwen."

"Big head?" Jiang Yisheng winked and smiled, "The room has been reserved for a month, you said...does the big head want to chase you?"

I straightened my face, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Stop pretending! I have read the love letter that Datou gave you back then, but you never mentioned it, so I just pretended not to know."

"Crazy! How old is that? You still wet the bed when you were young! Do you also wet the bed now?"

"The more you deny it, the more guilty you will be." Jiang Yisheng grinned and wanted to go upstairs.

I grabbed him, "Wait a minute, I have something to ask you."

"Say!"

I hesitated for a moment, and asked in a low voice: "You have had several girlfriends, and you should have a lot of experience in male-female relationships. Tell me, what is the difference between a good friend of the opposite **** and a male-female friend?"

Jiang Yisheng became interested, crossed his hands on his chest, and stared at me with burning eyes, "Girl, what exactly do you want to ask, can you explain it clearly?"

"I just want to ask you, what does it feel like to like someone?"

Jiang Yisheng said: "I think she is very interesting, I like being with her, and I won't feel bored if I stay with her all day long."

"I think you are very interesting, I really like being with you, I have been with you for more than ten years, and I have never felt bored." I looked at Jiang Yisheng and said blankly.

Jiang Yisheng stared at me speechlessly for a moment, and continued: "I care about her very much. When she is sad, she will feel uncomfortable; when she is happy, she will be happy for her; when she encounters difficulties, she will try her best to help her; if If someone bullies her, she will be very angry and want to help her get revenge."

"I care about you very much. When you are sad, I will not be happy; when you are happy, I will be happy for you; when you are in trouble, I will try my best to help you; if someone bullies you, I will definitely call you back, this has been verified!" I stared at Jiang Yisheng and said, "Are you trying to imply that I like you?"

Jiang Yisheng couldn't laugh or cry, "You like me, and I like you too. But our like is different from the kind you asked about."

"How is it different?"

Jiang Yisheng frowned, and pulled me in front of him, the two of them were almost close to each other, "When he holds your hand, your heart beats faster; when he hugs you, you feel short of breath; he When he touches you, your whole body will tremble, one side wants to escape, but the other side is very longing; when he kisses you, you will feel that it is the sweetest feeling in the world." Jiang Yisheng whispered in my ear, while wrapping his arms around My waist, a hand gently caressing my arm.

He stared at me, I stared at him, from his eyes, I can see my calm and clear eyes.

Jiang Yisheng laughed, "The answer is clearly written in your eyes."

I gradually understood Jiang Yisheng's words, but I was frightened by the facts I understood, and stood dumbfounded.

Jiang Yisheng saw that something was wrong with me, and was about to ask carefully, when Zhou Buwen's surprised voice came from the direction of the stairs, "Little Luo?"

Jiang Yisheng whispered: "I've caused trouble!" He hurriedly let go of me, "Xiao Luo, please explain quickly."

"Explain? Explain what?" I looked around blankly, and found that Zhou Buwen was standing at the top of the stairs, and Wu Julan was standing in the living room. , an expressionless face with indifferent eyes.

For a while, I was so upset that I lowered my head and remained silent without saying anything. Not only did I not prove Jiang Yisheng's innocence, but it made the atmosphere even more embarrassing.

Jiang Yisheng had no choice but to find the steps by himself, and said embarrassingly, "Cousin Wu, when did you, you... come in?"

Wu Julan said calmly: "If you want to ask, did I see something I shouldn't see, the answer is 'I saw it'. Sorry!"

Jiang Yisheng hurriedly said: "No, don't worry, I can explain. We were just joking around, Xiaoluo..." He tugged me hard, wanting me to prove what he said.

But I turned around and walked outside, "I'm going out to buy something." I rushed out of the yard without looking back, leaving the three men in the house.

I sat on the reef and looked at the sea in the distance.

Under the sunset, the waves are endlessly surging, but none of them can compare to my surging mood at the moment.

How could I like Wu Julan? No, no, absolutely impossible!

From the very beginning, Wu Julan never concealed anything. I knew his true face very well—poverty, eccentric, mysterious experience, and he didn't even have an ID card.

I didn't ask curiously, but just accepted all the facts, thinking that I believed that he was just a passer-by in my life, and he would leave sooner or later, so there was no need to ask more questions. Only now did I realize that I didn't dare to ask.

Actually, many details have already told me the answer.

However, the joy of getting along with him in daily life, the peace of mind when he is by his side, the panic when facing him, and the unwillingness to be ignored by him are all intentionally or unintentionally ignored by me, because I dare not face everything at all. s answer.

Until the last moment, I struggled trying to fool myself with "good friends".

I smiled wryly, I will be twenty-six soon, not a teenage girl, how can I like such a person? He is like a dandelion flying in the sky, no matter how beautiful he looks, he can't hide the cruel fact: he has no roots, no home, and nothing.

Young girls may fall for this prodigal handsome man: mysterious, romantic, exciting. They have enough courage, enough youth, enough enthusiasm to squander, vigorously, only want to have once, not forever.

However, I am not like this. The divorce of my parents made me experience the relationship and marriage of three pairs of men and women at a young age—mother and father, mother and stepfather, and father and stepmother. From one family to another, I don't have any illusions about "wandering" and "mystery" that young girls should have, and I can even say that I hate them. I yearn for stability, solidity, and reliability more than anyone else in the world.

Probably because I faced the unbearable relationship between men and women too early, I have never been a romantic person, I don't believe in a marriage that lasts forever, and I even made preparations early to be single in this life. Even if I really want to get married, my ideal marriage partner should be: clean, have no bad habits, have a certain financial foundation, don't need to have a good career, but don't need to be financially strapped, and don't need to be good-looking, as long as they don't affect the appearance of the city.

To put it bluntly, I am one of the countless realistic and rational girls in this world. I will not daydream unrealistically, hoping to meet a prince and save myself; man.

How can a woman like me fall in love with a man like Wu Julan?

"Snail!"

Zhou Buwen's cry came, interrupting my thoughts, I calmed down, hid everything on my mind, and looked back at him with a smile.

"I just came to try my luck, I didn't expect you to be here." Zhou Buwen jumped onto the rock, and sat next to me as he did when he was a child.

I moved a little subconsciously, "Fortunately, there is no good scenery here, tourists rarely come here, and it is still as quiet as when we were young."

Zhou Buwen looked at the gap between us, and asked depressedly: "Do you like genius doctors?"

"If you're talking about the liking between friends, of course I like him. If you're talking about the liking between men and women, I don't like him. We were just joking."

Zhou Buwen's expression relaxed, and he stared at me with a smile.

I looked at him and suddenly thought: He should be the love object of my dreams! Knowing the basics, having a successful career, and being gentle... Zhou Buwen suddenly said, "Little Luo, can I give you a hug? As a gift to welcome me back."

After being stunned for a while, I opened my arms and hugged Zhou Buwen lightly. I was very happy and warm, but neither my heart beat faster nor I felt shy or nervous.

Zhou Buwen said: "Xiaoluo, I'm back."

A simple sentence, only we know the difficulty, I said: "Welcome back!"

Zhou Buwen said in a low voice: "The same sea breeze, the same reef, and the same people, the time that was missing in my heart has finally been filled again."

I let go of Zhou Buwen, patted him on the shoulder boldly, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Jiang Yisheng and I have always been here."

Zhou Buwen asked tentatively: "What are you thinking while sitting here alone?"

I said perfunctorily: "Think about something. Let's go, it's getting dark, it's time for dinner."

I stood up, glanced away, and inadvertently saw a familiar figure standing on the cliff in the distance, and looked carefully, but there were only lush Kangfengtong trees and cleats. I stared blankly at the cliff, Zhou Buwen followed my line of sight and asked strangely: "What's wrong?"

I smiled, "Nothing. Let's go!"