MTL - My 26-year-old Female Tenant-Chapter 13 : No more going to nightclubs

  The moonlight outside the window was surprisingly bright, falling into the living room through the window, dimming the light, and the beautiful and refined face of Mi Cai dimmed the moonlight.

  I just stared at her like this, her face was completely quiet, which made me a little uneasy, maybe my nostalgia for this house could not impress the "cold" her.

   After a long time, Mi Cai finally spoke to me and said, "You love this room very much?"

  I nodded seriously: "I love it very much, I love it very much... No one in this world loves this humble house more than me."

  Mi Cai smiled and said, "That's not necessarily true."

  I looked at her in surprise: "Could it be that you are the one who loves more deeply than me?"

  Actually, I have always wondered why Mi Cai and Lao Li bought this house. Although I can imagine it as a kind of performance art for rich people, the real answer is probably not as simple as I imagined.

  Mi Cai did not answer my question, she asked me: "How long do you plan to stay?"

   "Do you agree?" I asked with a little excitement.

   "Zhaoyang, can you face up to the problem first?" Mi Cai spoke with some dissatisfaction.

  I smiled and sighed: "So you know my name!"

  Mi Cai frowned again.

  I smiled sarcastically, afraid that she would change her words, made a sorry expression, and said repeatedly: "I'll answer the question first, I'll answer the question first, I plan to live... for another month, okay?"

  Mi Cai was silent for a while, and finally said: "Yes...but you have to agree to two conditions first."

   "Okay, as long as you don't drive me away, you can say anything, and you will do it." I said, patting my chest.

   "Don't make promises, wait until you do it." Mi Cai choked on me.

  I smiled awkwardly again, and said, "I know I don't have any credibility in your eyes, so let's put it this way, I will do my best for what you ask, okay?"

   "Yeah." After a short pause, Mi Cai said again: "Let's talk about the first one: you are not allowed to go to nightclubs in the future, can you do it?"

   "Ah!" I subconsciously exclaimed, I didn't expect Mi Cai to make such a request.

   Mi Cai looked at me, waiting for my reply.

Although I wondered why Mi Cai made this request, considering that women's minds are always unpredictable, and I don't want to go to the bottom of the question to ask why, staying first is the top priority, so I nodded without thinking: "Yes, and What about one?"

   "During your stay here, you are not allowed to enter my room. You have to return the key to my room."

   "This request should be." I said as I took out the key from my pocket, found the key of Mi Cai's room and put it on the coffee table in front of her.

  Mi Cai stood up from the sofa, and finally said to me: "Remember what you promised me, if I find out that you can't do one thing, you can move out on your own initiative."

  …

  After washing up, I went back to my room. This was a night to settle down. After all, I could live here temporarily, but I still couldn't help but think wildly.

There are still 4 days until Fang Yuan and Yan Yan get married. As friends who have gone all the way, it is impossible for their marriage not to stimulate me. In fact, I am not a non-marriage advocate. Marriage, but my material conditions are really poor, and there are very few things that can be given to marriage, so the desire to get married can only be temporarily sealed as an unrealistic fantasy for me.

  I thought of Jian Wei again. On the wedding day of Fang Yuan and Yan Yan, we will definitely meet. If she brings her boyfriend with her or if she is already married with her husband, will I have to collapse again?

  I shook my head and smiled, if it really collapsed at a friend's wedding, then this collapse would be really gorgeous!

  …

  The next day, I arrived at the company on time, and Fang Yuan had already rushed back to Suzhou from Shanghai. The two met by the coffee machine in the break room. <Is the project of setting up the cabinet done? "

  <I can enter our department store for a first-line brand, you have contributed a lot, and the future of the little comrades is limitless! "I patted Fangyuan's shoulder and said with a smile.

   Fangyuan said to me seriously: "Zhaoyang, do you have any ideas about work? I can help you fight for it."

  I still smiled and said: "You don't have to worry about me, I will fight for my own ideas."

I know that Fang Yuan is worrying for me, but he himself has only been the leader of the planning copywriting team for half a year, and his qualifications are still low, while the company's waters are deep, plus our well-known friendship, the influence on him is not good .

   "Come on, we've been working together for two years, when did you take the initiative to fight for yourself?" Fang Yuan's tone seemed displeased.

  I smiled heartlessly: "Isn't that because I have no ideas? I think this is pretty good. At least the work is easy. Even if the sky falls, you model workers who have worked hard to climb up will be the first to fall!"

  Fang Yuan was speechless by what I said, and sighed for a while: "You are really good! Two years..."

  I immediately interrupted: "Okay, don't be emotional, talk about what happened yesterday. I went shopping with your wife for a whole day yesterday. You have to make up for this hard work today."

   Fangyuan nodded: "Let's have dinner together after work."

  While talking, the two of them walked from the break room to the office with their unfinished coffee cups in hand. When they were fast entering the office, Fang Yuan pulled me to a stop suddenly, so much coffee spilled on my cuffs.

   "What's the matter?" I shook off the coffee from my cuffs, and asked with dissatisfaction in surprise. I always felt that Fang Yuan was a little abnormal, since he suddenly asked me if I had any ideas about work.

  Fang Yuan looked at me with piercing eyes, paused for a long time and said to me: "...Jian Wei called Yan Yan last night. At that time, she was already preparing to board the plane to return to China, and she would arrive in Shanghai around noon!"

  I was stunned for a moment, my head was a little empty, and I didn't know what emotion to face the news.

  Fang Yuan patted my shoulder and asked in a low voice, "Are you going to Shanghai to meet her?"

  I was stunned for a long time and asked Fang Yuan: "Tell me, how can I go to see you, with the identity of a nonsense ex-boyfriend?"

   "If you feel embarrassed, just pretend I didn't tell you, but we always have to meet each other."

Of course I know that Fang Yuan said that there will always be a meeting, which is at his and Yan Yan's wedding. On that day, Jian Wei will attend, and I will also attend, but such a meeting is just a routine, not a deliberate one. I think: At that time, if I saw her openly enough, I would just treat her as a stranger I met by chance, there was no need to exchange pleasantries, no need... heart-piercing!

  …

  One morning, I was still lax and intermittently doing my work. It wasn't until noon when all my colleagues went to the restaurant for dinner that I lit a cigarette, closed my eyes, and lay back on the office chair to smoke.

  Among the lingering tobacco smell, Jian Wei's face on the day she left still lingers in my mind. I am in some pain and at a loss, but I don't know how to deal with these moaning pains.

Two years ago, I already understood that the pain imagined because of breaking up was nothing but meaningless self-torture, but being "cheap" is human nature, and I would rather grit my teeth and suffer false pain than get rid of "cheapness" Buddha.

  Perhaps at this moment, Jian Wei is enjoying the afternoon tea after being reunited with family and friends, but I am sadly sitting in the empty office, smoking cigarettes and vomiting a gloomy mist around me.

  I slammed the cigarette out, wishing I could smoke myself a lot, and warned myself not to be too cheap.

In the end, I couldn't do anything, I just smiled helplessly. I don't care about myself these years, and all kinds of deviant ways, at this moment, it seems that it is the sorrow she left me, and I have been immersed in the inescapable pain with these sorrows. Asking for harm in the past.

The smell of smoke gradually dissipated, and I was still alone in the huge office. The warm wind in the afternoon blew in from the open window with a trace of inexplicable melancholy, just like my mood, and I sat for a while. Hunger pangs, cigarettes stuffed into pockets, ready to eat something.

   After getting out of the elevator, the phone rang, and I checked that it was Robben calling.

  After answering the phone, Robben said to me with some apologies: "Zhaoyang, I'm really sorry about what happened yesterday, and I couldn't help you get over it."

I smiled indifferently and said: "If you are a brother, don't say anything to me. I'm sorry, you play in a band, how can you let you handle things like bar fights, which bar will have the guts to take you in to sing in the future, and let's teach those people a lesson. It is my unshirkable responsibility for my grandson who is not open-eyed, so don't join in the fun!"

Robben also smiled and said: "That's okay, brother, I won't say much. By the way, there is a fashion show at the Soho Bar tonight. It's full of beautiful girls. Some of them are familiar with me. Come on, some I will give you an introduction that matches your eyes."

   "Okay!" I responded almost instinctively without thinking.

   "All right, I'll treat you tonight, let's go crazy."

  I had already left the office building with my mobile phone in hand, and was suddenly shrouded in sunlight, and my thoughts seemed to spread. I suddenly remembered that I promised Mi Cai last night that I would not go to nightclubs again.

  Stopping, remembering my unreliable words and deeds towards Mi Cai a few days ago, I decided to be a man of my word this time...

  After I was silent for a while, I said to Robben who was still waiting for my answer: "Hey...look at my memory, I have some private matters tonight, so I really can't go."

"What is more important than eating, drinking, and having fun together?" Robben asked jokingly, but he was also a little surprised. In his eyes, I, Zhaoyang, always put eating, drinking, and having fun as the first priority in my life. Big things to deal with.

   "Things are prioritized, let's make an appointment another day, today is really not possible."

   Robben responded with a little disappointment, but he didn't force me after all, and fulfilled my promise to keep the night that was going to be as dull as water.

Hanging up the phone, I walked on the road facing the warm wind, and I was a little surprised at my change. In fact, even if I agreed to Robben, it didn't matter. With my character, I can tell Mi Cai with peace of mind: I just joined the company's I had a party and drank some wine; she was in charge of the sky and the ground, and she couldn't control the legitimate party between me and my company colleagues.

   And why didn't I choose to deceive her? I don't understand...

  After a long while, I didn't figure it out, so I simply understood that she was too beautiful. When it comes to beautiful women, men are always instinctively willing to obey.

  However, this groundless logic does not seem to be so tenable.

  Then why? ...I still don't understand for a long time!

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