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Chapter Thirteen Bastard, Bastard, Asshole

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    "What's the matter?" I couldn't laugh or cry when Lu Feng said that he was riding on the wall, but it was a thousand miles away. I told him about what happened last night.

    He was actually very disappointed, "Not doing business properly."

    "What good will it do you if I 'do' the right job?"

    "Of course there are benefits. In that case, when we discuss women, we can enter a deeper field." Brother Lu said boldly.

    The next day, after much deliberation, I decided to call Wu Li.

    When the phone call came through, she seemed to have caught a cold again, and her voice was muffled, maybe it was because of the wind that blew in the middle of the night yesterday.

    I asked her: "What's wrong with you?"

    She said: "I have a sore throat, I have already taken medicine."

    "Are you ok?"

    "It doesn't matter."

    "Do you often catch a cold?" I couldn't help asking.

    "Not counting, almost twice a year. It is said that it is good for the body." Her voice was calm and gentle, but she refused to be thousands of miles away.  Set of neither salty nor light courtesy.

    After hanging up the phone, I opened the window and let the cool night air wrap me in my pajamas.  How can someone catch a cold exclusively in autumn?  Is it because autumn in Zhejiang is too cool?  Why does she seem to become another person when she catches a cold? I can see but not touch her thoughts?

    I will never call her again.  I have my shelf and it fits, but not the bottom.

    The remaining weeks passed quickly, and I did not call Wu Li again.  I thought she would call again, but she didn't. The vague connection between us was like a gossamer, floating in the wind, and in a blink of an eye, it was gone.

    Perhaps, there was nothing in the first place.

    When I got home from get off work, I heard Lu Feng yelling when I entered the door, "Bastard, bastard, it's like a fake!"

    She is that real bastard.  Jersey had obviously been here for a while, finished complaining, was eating fruit, pouted, his crescent-like, "eyes were soaked into two thin lines by tears.

    It turns out that Huang Huiying not only looks like Li Suqiu, but also has a similar personality. Jersey came today because Huang Huiying accompanied him to play badminton last weekend. After she found out, she had a fierce fight with him.

    Jersey looked very sad, but I really couldn't feel much sympathy, because even though he was sad, he didn't forget to eat fruit, and what I ate was my favorite fruit.  If I remember correctly, that was the only fruit in the fridge.

    You can still buy the fruit after eating. What makes me angry is that he always seems to pick what I like, "what you see is what you get", and he hits every shot.

    Jersey gave me a sad look, Lu Feng kicked me, and I ran to the kitchen to cook.

    I don't know how long it took, I heard someone calling me.  Looking up, Jersey was standing by the refrigerator, looking at me solemnly, "Zhou Zhang."

    I looked up at him.

    "Zhou Wen."

    I agreed: "Ah."

    "Zhou Wen, you seem to" Jersey had a pitiful face, and didn't say anything for a long time.

    "What do I look like?" I shook my head, "Tell me, I'm not Huang Huiying."

    "You seem to dislike me."

    I stopped the knife in my hand, "Why do I dislike you? What I said just now is the truth. Huang Huiying can build relationships at a young age, and she will definitely have a bright future in the future."

    "You still can't understand me." She refused to let me go.

    The fire in my heart rose up, I put down the kitchen knife, and planned to settle with this person, but what I said was only: "You ate all my things."

    "I only ate a little."

    "The one you ate is my favorite, and it's the last one." The smell of chili pierced my eyes, and I rubbed them, but my eyes became more tearful.  I'm very annoyed - I don't want to cry in front of him.

    Seeing my embarrassment, Jersey finally couldn't help it, "When you're cutting peppers, put the knife in the water and it won't be like this."

    I ignored him.  We were silent for a while, and he said to himself, "Actually, haven't I returned Wu Li to you?"

    I looked at his innocent face and didn't know what to say.  He actually felt that "give Wu Li back to me", just because he broke up with Wu Li?  absurd.

    Perhaps, love is like something, if you eat it, you eat it, you can't pay it back, and you can't afford it.

    I dipped the kitchen knife into the water and said sadly: "You can't return Wu Li to me.??Because she doesn't belong to me.  Now, please hurry up and go.  "I was finally able to face this reality: Wu Li doesn't belong to anyone, she only belongs to herself. She can like me or someone else. She doesn't like me.

    "Zhou Wen." Jersey seemed to suddenly realize that someone was more sad than him, and put his hand on my shoulder.

    I moved his hand away, "I'm going to finish this chili."

    The next night, Jersey came again, carrying a supermarket bag in his hand, which contained my favorite fruit.

    "I'll give it back to you." Jersey said solemnly.

    Is this person finished?

    I was annoyed and funny at a bag of fruit, "I'm leaving in two days, why are you buying so much?"

    "That's not easy, eat them all before leaving."

    The result is that we stand next to the refrigerator and you eat the fruit one by one.  Just as wine can make a man speak the truth, fruit can help a man resolve resentment.  After all, it's a sweet food, and arguing over fruit is a shame.

    Jersey broke the dullness, "Do you still like Wu Li?"

    "She doesn't like me." I stuffed a big fruit into my mouth, and the sweet feeling slowly filled my mouth, like a betrayed love.

    Jersey stopped, looked at my expression carefully for a while, and suddenly said: "Actually, she liked you."

    I almost choked on the fruit.

    "Once she was shopping, a photo accidentally fell out of the wallet. I picked it up and saw that it was you. The photo was cut from the group photo of the five of us at the airport. I didn't  I asked her what, she didn't say anything."

    I was dumbfounded, and it took me a long time to realize, "I never knew!"

    "When we broke up later, I asked her why she didn't chase you back then, and she said she thought you were 'too nice'."

    "What is 'great'?"

    "I don't know either." Jersey sighed softly.

    "You guys didn't break up because of this, did you?" I couldn't help asking this very selfish question, and, for a moment, I hoped with all my heart that he would say "yes".

    "That's not true. I proposed to break up," he said with mixed expressions on his face. "Wu Li is a very good person. However, she may not be suitable for me."

    "Does she love you?"

    Jersey smiled and said, "I once loved her too."

    I can't remember what I said later, but what I kept thinking about was Jersey's "She liked you" over and over again.  When the half of the fruit was left in my hand, my mind was also confused: Since she likes me, why didn't she tell me?  Why did she talk to herself and end it all without even giving me a chance?  What right does she have to do that?

    I stood in front of the window and watched the cars on the street, until the lights they trailed turned into streaks of flowing neon.

    How could she treat me like this?

    The last day of that week.  The management is very satisfied with my work performance and hopes that I will come back to work in the future. I promise to consider it.  At that time, Zhejiang's economy was booming. After get off work, I stayed and cleaned things on the table and in the drawers.  The phone rang suddenly, it was Wu Li.

    "How do you know my office number?" I didn't respond for a while.

    "Lu Feng told me. He also said that you are leaving tomorrow."

    "Yes, tomorrow afternoon."

    What is she calling for?  Say goodbye?

    Okay, go ahead, I'm listening.

    After a long time, she finally spoke, "I called and asked.

    It turned out that I really said goodbye.  My heart trembled for a while, and the hand that was not holding the microphone began to twist the telephone wire on the table until the telephone wire was wrapped around my index finger, which made my fingers ache.  I let go of it, raised my head and looked at the road in the twilight in the distance outside the window, and there were streams of flowing neon in front of my eyes.

    I said dryly: "It doesn't matter, let's go again when I have a chance."

    "Has your company agreed to hire you?" She changed the subject.

    "accepted."

    "Congratulations." She also sounded happy.

    "Thank you," I blurted out, "but I don't necessarily accept it because I have two other job offers."

    "Where?"

    "One is in Wenzhou, and the other is in Hangzhou. The salary is not as high as in Wenzhou, but the living standard in those places is low, so it's not bad." I said this deliberately, because I really want to hear her reaction.

    "It's pretty good, but it's a little farther away. Also, the climate may not be as good as here," she smiled. "I'm afraid there are fewer places to play than in Hangzhou." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com)??Probably not as good as here," she smiled, "I'm afraid there are fewer places to play than in Hangzhou.  "(Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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