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Chapter 79

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    I lived with Xiong Yan for three years and broke up several times.

    We had imagined a hundred reasons for breaking up, but we never thought of a peaceful breakup. She smiled and said slowly: "Okay, everyone is an adult now, let's get together and leave!" I clenched my fists  Tight, ready to fight at any time.  Every time she boldly agreed to break up, she never did it simply.  Die or live, crying and quarreling, never willing to really break up.

    Xiong Yan got up without crying or entanglement.  I waited for half an hour before I walked out of the restaurant door, looking around to watch out for her rushing out from any corner, but she didn't wait to make a surprise attack at the door.  Throughout the afternoon, I turned my mobile phone to silent in the office, waiting for her to bomb and hysterically attack, but it didn't ring once, so I wondered if the office blocked the mobile phone signal.

    A week passed, and she was still so calm.  One month has passed, this is the bottom line that she can bear the pain of breaking up and I can enjoy being single, and it is still calm.  Only then did I pinch myself, as if in a dream, is it really over with her?  I can finally play at any time at night, I can finally pick up girls unscrupulously, I can finally focus on my work, and finally I don¡¯t need to report on the phone on the hour.

    I can finally stay in the office until 11 o'clock, chatting with many younger sisters on the Internet, and save their photos on the hard drive, and finally I can go clubbing with her forbidden, flirty buddies.  But I'm still ready for her to come back at any time. I don't know when it will end, so I want to enjoy it immediately.  I played crazily for a week, until four o'clock every day, and then slept for two full days.  I go to work on Monday, and I am on a business trip to Hainan.  The fruits in Hainan are huge and fresh. I picked up a papaya, which is her favorite fruit. Bring two for her. I just remembered that we broke up.  I no longer have to think about bringing her something good, I am finally liberated.

    The sea breeze on the boat was gentle, and I remembered that it had been more than a month since I sent her a message "I miss my baby at sea" on the boat.  I turned around and saw a girl with fluttering skirts, so I sharpened my knife and took out the unfamiliar girl-picking techniques that I haven't used for a long time-when I find a new girlfriend, she won't be able to turn back even if she wants to.  Sure enough, I am immortal, and this girl named Pan Jia became my new girlfriend.

    New girlfriend Pan Jia is the same as her ex-girlfriend Xiong Yan, she is more virtuous than her and more sensible than her.  He kept saying that "all the money is spent wisely".

    Pan Jia will never call me like Xiong Yan, she can call me 10 times a day: "I've taken a fancy to a piece of clothing, what color do you like?"

    "I just saw that people are in pairs, I miss you so much"

    "When are we going to Guilin?"

    "Oh, you are in a meeting, well, I don't know, I won't call if I know, you are serious, I miss you" and so on, there is no practical meaning, and you can say it when you go home.  Pan Jia seldom calls me during the day, and calls me every day at nine o'clock in the evening, on time like an alarm clock.

    She is a person who knows how to live.  Although she and I seem to lack some passion for love, but I know that it is because Xiong Yan's love is too strong, just like smelling the green poisonous perfume of cd, and then smelling the elegant kenzo and feeling tasteless.

    I hung up Pan Jia's phone and checked the time, it was only 9:5.  Xiong Yan usually would never let me go at 9 o'clock in the evening, "You can call back at 10 o'clock." Sometimes she deliberately forgets, and the end is even worse-she will definitely call at 1 o'clock in the morning and say: "I have been  Waiting for your call, why didn't you call?" That's how annoying she is.  But at this time, the one-day conversation with Pan Jia ended in 5 minutes, and my heart was very empty.  After breaking up before, Xiong Yan always likes to leave some confessions that only I can understand on the websites I often visit.

    In fact, the last time, she had nothing wrong with it, but she had a different personality. The previous separation and reunion made us feel fatigued like an old married couple.  As soon as she spoke, I became inexplicably irritable and couldn't take it anymore, I couldn't take it for a second, and I must break up with her.  That's what I thought at the time, and I did it.

    In the past, every time I calmed down after a few days of quarreling, when she cried again, my heart softened, and I regained the feeling of loving her, and it was inseparable.

    This time Xiong Yan did not.  Before her, I loved Lin Manjing very seriously, that was my first love.  Before Xiong Yan, I had a few years of absurd nightlife.  After I met Xiong Yan, I loved her very much, and I also hated her very much.

    I love the way she shakes her hands; I love the way she wrinkled her nose into many creases; I love the way she walks with her stomach shy; I love her walking at night or going to a strange environment, holding her hands tightly in fear; I love her burying her head in her own.  In my stomach, I asked: "Do you love me?"; I loved her for not allowing me to turn over when I was sleeping, and it was not five minutes before I said it was toward her;?.  Every man who gets too close to Xiong Yan makes me nervous.  I thought that Xiong Yan, who lived with me almost every day, had no man close to me, except myself.  I didn't expect her to chat with my buddies often.  What do they have to talk about?  Dewey and I always chat about something, we have jointly invested in two lottery spots - how can he and Xiong Yan talk?  I'm curious, one is a buddy and the other is a girlfriend, they can't ask but they have to pretend to be magnanimous.

    But I don't feel natural in front of Dewey.  I don't know whether his relationship with Xiong Yan is a friend, a good friend, or a confidant; after breaking up with Xiong Yan, whether he is on Xiong Yan's side or my side.  I never told me what Xiong Yan said in front of him, never commented on our previous relationship, never said who was right or wrong, never mentioned it.  It's just that some news about Xiong Yan will come out of him suddenly.

    "How much do you want to borrow?"

    "How much can you lend me, of course the more the better."

    "I just bought a house, and I don't have much money left. I went to raise money. Ten to twenty thousand shouldn't be a problem."

    "Okay, thank you. You try to borrow as much as possible for me. When the first batch of orders goes out, you can pay them back."

    "It's okay. Xiong Yan gave birth to a son. Seven catties and eight taels."

    Dewey does this every time, when he is talking about other things, he suddenly brings news of Xiong Yan, just when I almost forget about her.

    "That's good, congratulate her for me, Pan Jia should be there soon."

    "Pan Jia is pregnant too?"

    I said sleepily: "Not yet, haven't you been busy recently? We're going to ask for it when the company is on the right track. Hmph, unlike some people who are anxious to get on the train first and then make up for the ticket."

    Once Xiong Yan and I broke up for a month and reconciled. We seemed to have endless things to say, and we had to explain to each other what happened this month.  Xiong Yan would ask her every time: "Do you miss me? When and how do you think about it? Why don't you call when you think about it?"

    I smiled and replied: "Oh, sometimes I miss you when I hear the songs we listened to together, but I am a big man, how can I call you casually?

    Xiong Yan, what are you thinking and doing, woman?  When you hold the turtle's son, do you think of our son Da Mao?  Dewey is such a buddy, he actually lent me 100,000 yuan.  Sufficient funds, coupled with the customer network established before and so many years of experience, soon the business boomed.  I was on a business trip in Zhongshan, got drunk with a client, walked back to the hotel, and let the cold wind sober me up.  Last year, I was in Shanghai. When I was working in someone else¡¯s company, I also got drunk with clients. I walked alone on the Bund, watching the bustling crowds around me, watching the windbreaker being blown by the cold wind, and I couldn¡¯t help but make a phone call.  give her.

    "I have a lot of responsibilities. I will take care of you, take care of my mother, make money, let us live a comfortable life, and our children." Then I confide in her very few times.  I have always felt that big men should not say such nasty things.  The responsibility has always been there, but the object has changed.  Thinking about it now is still like a dream, I never thought about being separated from Xiong Yan, but the wife beside me is someone else.  Although I have always been dissatisfied with her, I always thought that we would grow old together.

    I am not such a traditional person, it is the belief imposed on me by Xiong Yan.  Because she chose me as if she would never let go.  So I was also hypnotized, always clamoring to break up, but I didn't think I could break up.  I have to admit that Xiong Yan is an extremely persistent woman, at least in our relationship.

    Huh, what a crap, she ended up marrying someone else.  I wiped my forehead and called Pan Jia while talking to myself.  She was not at home, and she called on the cell phone and said she had gone back to her mother's house.

    I catch the early morning car to go home.  After opening the door, Pan Jia had already returned.

    I hugged her tightly and said, "I have a heavy responsibility. I will take good care of you, mother, and our future children in the future."

    "I know. Hurry up and take a bath and rest." She was always so calm, and the warmth exuding from her was unmatched by Xiong Yan.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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