Someone told me last time that I was a sociable person.
Actually, it¡¯s because I don¡¯t seem too aggressive. I don¡¯t have anything in particular that I want, let alone expect to get anything from others, so I¡¯m relatively accepted.
However, no matter how "compatible" it is, it is a bit awkward to appear in a living room where a group of young people are mixed.
Fortunately, those beautiful men and women all have their own people to pay attention to, and for a while, no one was staring at me.
I often follow Li Zhurong, and I have a certain understanding of the people around them.
This group of people can be divided into two types, one is their kind, just like Zheng Yehu to Li Zhurong, Xia Zhifei and Luo Qin to Li Zhurong, even if the relationship is not friendly, they are of the same class. The other class is those who are qualified to be here by pleasing them, whether they are beautiful women with ambitions, celebrities who can often be seen in the news, or people who come together because they need something from them. That's fine. They are all of another kind.
Of course, people like Lin Wei do not belong to these two classes.
I used to think that I and Lin Wei were the same, but later I discovered that maybe I was just a person who "passed the time".
I found Li Zhurong in the center of that group of people.
He was sitting sideways on a separate sofa, wearing a black suit, holding a glass of amber wine, with a slightly disgusted expression on his face. Although this is Zheng Yehu's party, he is also the most central character.
I walked straight towards him.
My aura of "looking for trouble" was so obvious that many people stopped and looked at me.
I am too familiar with their eyes. In the past many years, I have been surrounded by such eyes, guessing, inferring, scornful, suspicious, or simply dismissive. In fact, after living for more than thirty years, I no longer care so much about other people's eyes.
He, Li Zhurong, doesn¡¯t even feel ashamed, so why should I bother myself?
"teacher?"
"Come out, I have something to tell you."
I took a few steps and heard footsteps catching up behind me.
When I walked to the door, my arm was dragged. I pushed my arm back hard. He was probably afraid that he would really break my hand, so he let go without hesitation.
"Listen, I don't care what you are going to do. Anyway, I have said what I should say. In fact, I have nothing to say to you now" I was so angry that I was almost incoherent.
He put his hands in his trouser pockets and his eyes were a little cold: "Then what did the fox say to you?"
"I will go to your company to report next Monday. I will not go to Beijing, only in City C. I don't make materials, only transmission. Regardless of whether it is done well or not, I will only do it for a month. That's all. I am going to work, if Okay, I hope we try not to meet each other in the company this month." I finished speaking word by word, turned around and left.
Li Zhurong held my hand again. This time he didn¡¯t give me a chance to react. He pushed me against the wall skillfully and held my shoulders down.
"Although I don't know what the teacher is crazy about, but" He squinted his eyes and stared at me with a scrutinizing gaze. His dark blue pupils could almost see through a person's soul: "Isn't it me who should be angry? Teacher."
"Let go of your hands."
He lowered his head, raised the corners of his lips, and said in my ear:
"Teacher, tell me first, are you here to declare war, or are you here to beg for mercy?"
¡°Having known me for so long, have you ever seen me beg for mercy?¡± I asked him.
"Sure enough, it's what the teacher would say" He chuckled and sighed, his laughter almost mocking: "Didn't that man named Meng tell you that his grandfather was going to ask someone to kidnap him back? Want me? Can I read you the written apology the Meng family gave me?"
"It's time for me to go home." I said indifferently, "Please let go, I want to go home and cook."
His face darkened, but he quickly sneered and let go of his hand.
"Where else do you want to go back? Teacher. Only by your side can it be your home."-
This place is not considered remote, but there is no bus stop on the way out.
I walked for about twenty minutes, and my feet started to feel hot. I walked along a long slope not far from the Normal University.Even on the scene, he will never let go. "
"Teacher Xu, you have lived in Beijing, you should know the situation of our family. When you first met my brother, he was only fourteen years old. In the past six months, you may feel that he has changed a lot compared to before. It is almost like A stranger scares you. But you will also find that my second uncle and Zheng Yehu have changed little. You know, their family has no other heirs, and you should know the situation of my brother's family. There is no such thing in this world Things that don¡¯t require a price, not everything can be obtained by hard work, sometimes something must be sacrificed. Teacher Xu, you can disagree with the current Li Zhurong, you can also refute him, or even leave him, this It's all your freedom, but you can't despise him. Everyone in the world can call him a freak because he doesn't understand, but you can't."
¡°Perhaps his tone was too provocative, and I didn¡¯t even know how to refute it.
"What on earth do you want to say."
"You know." Xia Chen said lightly: "He loves you."
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