Seventy-nine bowl soup (three)

Anyone who reads the book seriously but is stared at by someone, will feel uncomfortable all over. Qinghuan couldn't stand it and asked Kong Hanri: "Uncle Kong, can you not stare at me?"

Kong Hanri's face did not change his expression: "I'm looking at whether you have studied hard."

She simply wanted to roll her eyes. She didn't dare to say anything else. She was definitely very good at learning! A few minutes ago, he praised her for making rapid progress, right? "You can just say anything, you don't need to hesitate, I won't be angry."

After saying that, he was afraid that Kong Hanri would not believe it, and emphasized: "I am different from the past. I don't remember what I used to be, but now I will definitely not be angry. Even if you say Liang Ze, I won't."

Kong Hanri showed an expression of believing you, but he didn't say a word, clearly not believing it. Qinghuan sighed, not knowing what he had done in the past that he was angry and resentful, and even Uncle Kong didn't believe her. "I'm going to read a book. Have you finished your official documents today?"

"Of course." Kong Hanri was a professional agent, so there was no need for a boss to remind him about this kind of thing. He held a cup of tea and leaned back comfortably on the sofa. The sunlight outside the window shone in, making the people feel particularly comfortable. "It's the Chinese New Year soon, do you have any ideas?"

"No." What else can I think? She knows nothing about business and has been studying for so long. It will take a long time to get started.

"Old Liang called me yesterday. In the morning, Liang Ze's child also came and said he wanted to find you, but I tried to stop him." Kong Han said earnestly in Japanese. "They all want you to go back for the New Year."

Qinghuan doesn't remember how she celebrated the New Year before, but now she is very sure she doesn't want to be with the Liang family. She has no more of them in her memory, and any warmth and beauty are words on the Internet. It may be very ruthless to say, but she really doesn't want to get along with them anymore. The past relationship was forgotten after she woke up from suicide. Maybe she subconsciously wanted to break up with Liang Ze. "I won't go, I can do it alone."

After saying this, she lowered her head and continued reading while taking notes.

The faint fragrance of tea scattered in the air, Kong Hanri put down the teacup, "It's okay, you can decide this yourself, no one can force you. I'll go down and take a look, come up later, study hard and don't get distracted."

When Kong Hanri left, Qinghuan opened the drawer and took a cigarette and put it in her mouth. She was not addicted to smoking, but smoking a cigarette when she was upset and irritable did relieve it. Although she also knew that smoking was harmful to health, she was very restrained and only smoked when she was alone.

However, this time he was suddenly knocked out. Kong Hanri said to go and take a look. Qinghuan thought he had gone to inspect the work, but at most, he came back in two minutes, holding two cups of extra-large ice cream in his hand. When he opened the door and came in, he smiled on his face. Seeing Qinghuan standing by the window smoking, his face instantly became unfavorable: "Pinch."

She didn't listen to him, but in fact she didn't listen to anyone now. After taking the last bite, she spit out a beautiful circle of eyes, and her delicate eyebrows and eyes were bewitching charming and charming in the smoke. It was completely different from Qinghuan, who was like that little princess. Kong Hanri thought in her heart. Not only that, his heartbeat also missed, and found that the little girl was really good-looking, and beautiful people were pleasing to the eye even if she smoked.

Take an ice cream from Kong Hanri, and Qinghuan smiled: "You are going down for this?"

"I opened a new ice cream shop opposite. I took a flyer when I passed by in the morning. I saw that you worked hard to study and wanted to buy you a try, but you secretly smoked here."

She smiled even deeper, dug a bite and put it in her mouth, "It's best to eat ice cream in this weather." The hot pot in summer and the ice cream in winter are so self-abuse. "Uncle Kong obviously wants to eat it himself, don't blame me."

Kong Hanri was speechless for a while because his biggest disadvantage was that he was delicious and was not picky about food, but the more delicious the food, the more he liked it. In his spare time, he basically drove around and found the delicious restaurants mentioned in the food program magazine to try the taste. It can be said that he was a very authentic gourmet. Qinghuan had no need for the appetite. She felt that although the taste of food in her mouth was different, the effect was the same. Since this was the case, it was enough to eat it, and the taste was as long as it was acceptable.

"Is it tasty?"

"It's okay." Qing Huan replied, just ordinary ice cream, what's good or not? "Uncle Kong, if Uncle Liang and Aunt Liang call you again, you will tell them that I'll live alone this year."

"Why don't you tell them yourself?"

"I've changed the number." Qinghuan replied, "No one told me."

It was a world that completely belonged to her. She recorded what she did and how she felt every day in the network state that was visible to her. She was working hard to get better - although it may take a long time. But as long as a person lives, there is hope, right? Although it is very sad now, it will be completely healed one day. During this period, she does not want to see the people who make her sad.

Kong Hanri felt that he was becoming less and less understanding of what the child was thinking, "Is this good enough, should I spend it with me this year?"

"ha?"

"I haven't been with me for the New Year for many years," he sighed, "You don't understand the pain of being single for decades."

Qing Huan laughed: "Uncle Kong is so humble. As long as you want to get married, are you still worried about not being able to find a girlfriend?"

"I think life is happier if I live alone."

"So too." Seeing that Kong Hanri didn't believe it, she added, "At least that's what I think now." She kept herself busy, and she had a lot of things to do every day, and she would think of Liang Ze less and less. One day she wouldn't think of him once again, and then she could talk to him rationally and calmly when she saw him again. To put it bluntly, Qinghuan was still worried that she would fall into it again. She didn't want to like a repetitive person again, nor did she want to use her own suicide to restrain Liang Ze. Such love, even if she asked for it, what's the use of it?

After chatting with Kong Hanri for a while, she felt much better, but Qinghuan still did not avoid Liang Ze. After get off work, she arrived at the underground parking lot, and Liang Ze stood in front of her car waiting for her. When she saw her coming, she asked her, "Why did you change the number?" At the beginning, he thought that she forgot to pay the phone bill. After all, she was confused and always forgot to do such small things, but after recharge, no one answered them. Liang Ze knew that she should have changed the number. She used to like to post some status. He looked at it and found that it had not been online for several months, but he had not deleted them all, as if it was over here and then started again.

He knew her very well, but now he felt that he might not know her well enough.

Qinghuan said lightly: "I want to replace everything with new ones." So recently she was considering whether to sell that apartment and buy a house again. After all, it was full of memories with Liang Ze. The happier they were there and the rusty they were now.

"The Chinese New Year is coming soon, can you go home?" Liang Ze took a few steps forward, Qinghuan subconsciously retreated and avoided him. After realizing her weakness, she frowned, "I don't want to go back."

"Why?"

What's the point of asking about this? Qinghuan thought. Do you want me to tell you that I haven't gotten better yet and I forgot that you have no feelings for you anymore? Even if she doesn't have any memory, she can't bear to say that the Liang family is so nice to her. If she forgets, it would be too much if she still hurts people. "I don't remember anything. It would be embarrassing to be with you. It's better to be alone. And it's just the New Year, it's not a big deal."

Liang Ze was silent. The two people who had loved each other were silent. At this moment, his cell phone rang. Qinghuan saw him walking aside to answer the phone, and the expression on his face was very gentle.

Very familiar, but also very strange.

Because it no longer belongs to her.

She stood and looked at it for a few seconds, opened the car door and sat in, and did not look back.

This time, she didn't cry.

From this day on, Qinghuan studied harder and wasted every minute and every second. In Kong Hanri's words, he never expected that a lazy girl would become a workaholic in his life. At the same time, he was also very satisfied with his teaching results. Qinghuan was smart and serious, and he felt that he could retire decades ahead of schedule.

Because Qinghuan avoided it, it was soon the end of the year. Qinghuan sold the house he used to buy a new one. There was nothing to be left for, but unfortunately it was sold not long after it was renovated. If I had known it, I would not have installed it. After all, it was all money.

Uncle Kong said that in the past, he had no idea of ​​money, and always spent money randomly, and he also liked to buy some expensive and unpractical dolls - probably the ones she gave them away. Now that I have started working, I understand the preciousness of money. Even if I know that I am very rich and rich, Qinghuan's heart is bleeding whenever I spend a penny more.

She would rather be a wealthy slave!

But she is stingy, and she can circle the money she donated several times a year.

On the night of New Year's Eve, she was sleeping alone on the sofa watching TV. It was snowing outside and the floor lights were on. The whole house looked particularly warm. Because she lived alone, the apartment she bought was relatively small this time, with three bedrooms and one living room, and there was still not much stuff. It was still the simple style she liked now. The New Year's Eve dinner was booked in a hotel, and she was full after eating for a few bites, and she had no meaning at all. She did not set off fireworks in the community, so she could only watch the fun on TV.
Chapter completed!