Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Prose -> my crazy goddess

Chapter 203: Tang Xiaoyun's Home

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    ?

    After coming out of Guo's house, Li Xin said that he wanted to have dinner with a friend from the temple, so he couldn't accompany me back to the inn.

    We separated at this point, she drove north to Hepingmen, and I walked slowly towards the inn.

    After walking a few steps, he took out a key from his pocket.  When I took it out to look, I realized that it was Tang Xiaoyun's house key.  ,

    It was then that she remembered what she had told her when she left, maybe the green plants on the balcony should also be watered.

    Tang Xiaoyun carefully pasted the room number on the key, and protected it with scotch tape, perhaps because she was afraid that her handwriting would be worn off after a long time on my body.

    It is not very far from Quchifang, I plan to go to Tang Xiaoyun's house, I am good at watering flowers and so on.

    Living in the chaotic and noisy time and space for a long time, people always hope to have a corner that is abandoned by others, where there should be no hustle and bustle.  I put in my stomach what I heard just now at the gate of Guo's mansion. Perhaps only time can give me the answer to those things that I don't know.

    I soon arrived at Quchifang, and the security guard was on duty at the entrance of the community. When the handsome security guard saw me approaching, he asked me if I was the owner of that building.  I waved the key in front of the security guard and said Miss Tang was my sister.

    I entered the gate smoothly, and waited for a long time before I followed an uncle into the unit door.  Tang Xiaoyun's is on the top floor. Standing on the balcony of this house, I can see the South Lake clearly. I think when she is in a bad mood, she will stand here and look at the South Lake.

    There are all kinds of potted plants and green plants on the balcony, and many blooming varieties are my favorite.  When I looked at each species one by one, I actually found that these flowers and green plants were all mentioned in front of Tang Xiaoyun before.  There are potted plants and green plants that I like in her room, but those flowers that I like are blooming and withering, and I have no chance to see them after all.

    I know that there is always a bouquet of flowers in this world that blooms for me, but the most distressing thing is that she has withered when I see it.

    The watering can was full, and I poured all the things that needed to be watered aside. Those drought-resistant things that would not dry out in a while would not get my gift.

    There is not a single picture of the living room. People who do not know the situation will probably think that this is a rigid old pedantic room. The TV wall is beautifully made. There is a redwood platform below.  The calligraphy, signature and seal are all in fonts I don't know, and the living calligraphers are probably not famous.

    The European-style sofa is neat and tidy, as if no one has ever sat on it.  There was a pack of slender women's cigarettes on the coffee table, and it looked like it hadn't been touched for a long time.

    Everything I saw didn't seem real, but these scenes were actually in front of me.

    At this moment, I finally felt relieved, maybe it was the right choice for me to separate Tang Xiaoyun.  She finally lived the life I wanted her to have. I think I should be gratified besides blessing at this moment.

    I once posted a talk in QQ space, I said: "If you will inadvertently think of me in the future, please don't forget that I once loved you deeply. As long as your life is better than mine, I have nothing to forget  No!"

    ?I am not sure whether Tang Xiaoyun will suddenly think of me in a deep night, will she understand that we once loved each other sincerely?

    The story becomes the past, a relationship ends, no one can go back to the past, I can't, and Tang Xiaoyun can't even think about it.

    In fact, she is much smarter than me. She has practiced calligraphy well, and the test questions she has done are well-founded, but I still don't understand why she wants to go back to the past?

    She lived a life where she didn't need to run around for food and clothing, lived a life that many women envied but didn't have the courage to approach, lived a confident and conceited life in the eyes of everyone pretending to understand, all the gossip in this world had nothing to do with her, all  The pointing behind her has nothing to do with her.  She lived so bravely, facing everything like a warrior.  But why did she turn around, approach me, and relive some memories?

    The bedroom is clean and tidy, and the bed sheets are the ones we used in Bali Village. They were bought on Kangfu Road for 200 yuan. They are a bit old now, but they are full of memories.

    Her clothes are neatly hung in the closet, and the first suit in my life is also quietly hung in the corner.  It was worn when I participated in the school's welcome party as the host. Tang Xiaoyun spent half a month's living expenses to order it for me on Wenyi Road.  If I hadn't seen this suit here tonight, I would never have remembered it.

    ? Tang Xiaoyun finally moved into a spacious and bright garden house. There is an elevator to directly enter the house, 24-hour security, and a property like a private butler.?service.  The South Lake can be seen here, and she is undoubtedly lucky that the cleanest sunlight and freshest air pass here first in the morning.  She has a million-dollar luxury car, she carries over ten thousand Hermes, and sthanodd underwear.

    The past life finally seemed extremely ridiculous. I always thought that I would be happy if I had a seat on the 603 road passing by the entrance of Bali Village. I always felt that a scarecrow leather bag of 300 yuan was also very modern.  Fashion.

    But today, when I was sitting in the wide-view bungalow in the most expensive part of the city, thinking about those innocent pasts that I could never go back, I felt an indescribable sadness in my heart.

    People will always grow up and always change. When I finally had the courage to admit that I was not capable enough and couldn¡¯t earn a lot of money and couldn¡¯t afford a house and a car, some people had no mood to wait, and they had already disappeared in the world I never saw.  In the unclear misty rain and red dust.

    Life is like a galloping horse not far ahead, you can see the flying dust, but you can never touch the smooth buttocks.

    There is a diary on Tang Xiaoyun's bedside, she must have left it for me to read.  On the top of the diary, there is quietly the key that I gave her when we fell in love, and the lock is locked on the diary.

    Her handwriting is still so beautiful, and her handwriting is like a person. She has an extremely firm belief in choosing her own way of life, and she has enough courage and determination.

    Most of the words in the diary are not very nutritious. All the misfortunes in life seem to be around her. Those frost-like grievances are more than Xu Zhimo. All her thoughts and confessions are finally no match for her heartless letting go.

    Everyone has the right to choose their own way of life, and she is undoubtedly lucky.  Near the end, I saw a sentence in Tang Xiaoyun's diary.

    She wrote: "There was a traffic accident on the expressway around the city. The technical department determined that it was an ordinary traffic accident, but who knew that there was a big secret hidden behind it?" (Remember the website URL  : www.hlnovel.com
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report