Flower Room

Chapter 35 Dilemma
This spring rain came and went, and by the end of the week, there was no sign of it stopping.

The business is improving abnormally. There are more and more residents in the community behind the shop. This newly built residential area is said to be foreign-related. Many owners like to rent their houses to foreign employees of nearby companies. The rent is ordinary renting nearly double.

After dinner, Manzhi started several businesses in a row, and most of them bought flowers, including many Japanese and Korean people. She guessed that they might come here to visit friends or colleagues' new homes.

Taking advantage of the spare time, she began to teach Xiaogong how to wrap bouquets, because it was too tiring to work alone.The newly recruited worker is a fairly honest little girl, but she lacks wit and energy, and she is very rough. I have taught her a bouquet a few times, but she still can't get the point.Either the wrapping is too loose, or the streamer is not easy to tie.

A few Japanese came here, they were quite old, and picked some flowers carefully. Manzhi called Xiaogong to her, and showed her hands-on.

The bouquet in Manzhi's hands was very obedient and neatly trimmed. She took out a piece of scratchy and shiny cellophane, put the flowers on it, tucked it here, folded it there, and back and forth a few times. Feeling dazzled, with a few drops of sweat on her forehead, she still couldn't see clearly, but Manzhi had already tied the butterfly-shaped ribbon on it.

Those old men clapped their hands and muttered words, Manzhi could understand that she was praising her, so she smiled at them, and the applause was even more thunderous.

Xiaogong was busy collecting money and seeing off guests, so he took a peek at Manzhi, but saw that she still had a gloomy expression on her face, and felt even more uncertain.

In fact, she also knew that the boss was not targeting her. This week, she has been in such a distraught state.

Time flew by so fast, 03:30 passed in a blink of an eye, Manzhi became flustered like a ghost, Mengmeng finished school at [-] o'clock, she had already agreed with Shen Yufang, she would pick her up today, and then live at her own place.

Before the person walked out of the store, Shen Yufang called.

"Manzhi, you should come to dinner later... Ayun just called to say that he will pick up Mengmeng today."

Manzhi suddenly felt annoyed, bit her lips, and said, "Didn't you agree that I would pick it up?"

Of course Shen Yufang could hear her dissatisfaction, she sighed silently, and didn't have much to say, she was having a hard time with both ends, so she had to tactfully persuade her: "Ah Yun is already on the way, just come, if you have anything to do Besides, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Manzhi didn't want to be angry with her, so she thought for a while and agreed in a low voice.

As soon as the phone was put down, she was really annoyed, not only to Shao Yun.Since the two men walked out of the store with their shoulders crossed that day, none of them had appeared in front of her again, not even a phone call, as if since they found each other, Manzhi really disappeared like air up.

She was holding back her anger for nothing, and she couldn't tell who it was aimed at. She kept cutting, and the reasoning was still chaotic, so she simply ignored it. She couldn't live without who?
At five o'clock, she had no choice but to leave. The man could ignore her, but she had no choice but to have her daughter. It was just that what Shao Yun did today was clearly to make things difficult for her. snorted.

While driving on the road, I found that the rain had stopped.

Manzhi couldn't help thinking that Mengmeng would be happy, and told her early in the morning that she would go to the zoo on Saturday, and it was really inconvenient because of the rain.

She was already familiar with the way to go to Shao's house, but no matter how much she made psychological adjustments today, she always felt that she was a bit stubborn and lacked confidence.

Entering the garage, I saw Shao Yun's car parked there. The dark silver-gray body looked like his gloomy face no matter what.

She breathed a sigh of relief, collected herself, then got out of the car and walked along the winding wet path to the gate.

When Mengmeng saw Manzhi, she was like a bear again. She almost reached Manzhi's chest, and she was much stronger than when she was a child. It can be seen that her mother's enthusiasm is even worse than before.

Luckily, Manzhi was on guard, otherwise she would very likely be hit by her.

Shen Yufang followed Mengmeng, and also greeted the door, shook hands and said with a smile: "Wait a little bit, I'm such a big person, I still want to hang on to your mother."

Manzhi put her arms around Mengmeng's neck, and the mother and daughter walked into the living room talking and laughing, and saw Shao Yun sitting on the sofa with a notebook on his lap, typing like a pen, and heard her enter the door, He didn't even lift his eyelids.

Still using Manzhi as air, she was so angry.

Then no one can see anyone.

Manzhi turned her head and asked Shen Yufang, "Why don't you see Shangguan and Shao Lei? Are you not coming back on weekends?"

Shen Yufang said: "How can they be free? They still remember to come over for dinner once or twice when they are at work, and they have to meet friends on weekends and participate in activities of this and that. They are very busy. Oh, I heard it two days ago. Xiao Lei mentioned that he was going to travel to Kunming, but he didn't know if he had already gone."

Just saying this lightly, Manzhi always felt that she was blaming her.I couldn't help but feel the same apology in my heart. When she left, she also vowed to come back often, but she didn't do it after all.If it wasn't for Mengmeng's dinner today, she would definitely refuse it.

Shen Yufang didn't know these thoughts in her heart, and instead advised her: "Manzhi, you should go out and walk around more while you are young, don't keep yourself tied to the store, how can you make money one day uh .”

After hearing this, Manzhi didn't take it seriously, smiled at her, and responded perfunctorily.

During the meal, everyone was talking and laughing, but Shao Yun remained silent, as if all his thoughts were spent on tasting the dishes.

Shen Yufang "matched them" several times, but they didn't expect them to appreciate it, they cleverly diverged, and they still talked about each other.

Thanks to Mengmeng, he talked vigorously with a hammer here and there, which stirred up the atmosphere at the table.When everyone had finished eating, she still had half a bowl of rice left.

Seeing this, Shao Yun immediately frowned and started training, "Where do you get so much nonsense over a meal? It's delicious, and you haven't done your homework yet."

Although Mengmeng is young, she also wants to save face. Seeing her father becoming harsh for no reason at this time, she pouted on the spot and replied dissatisfiedly, "Why are you rushing homework? Tomorrow is Saturday."

When Shen Yufang saw Shao Yun's long face, she was afraid that Mengmeng would suffer, so she immediately urged her, "Mengmeng, eat quickly, don't talk back to Dad."

Manzhi just watched coldly and didn't speak.

Mengmeng stuck out her tongue at Shaoyun unconvinced, then lowered her head to pick up the rice.Before taking two bites, his eyes rolled a few times, and he raised his head again and said, "I want to live with my mother today, is that okay?"

As she spoke, her eyes blinked on her parents' faces, full of anticipation.

Manzhi didn't dare to speak up, all three pairs of eyes shot at Shao Yun, he was sullen and silent, the restaurant was as silent as death.

After a long time, he said with a stern face: "Eat quickly if you want to go, and then do your homework quickly. Don't take things too long, otherwise nothing will be discussed."

Several people breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Shen Yufang looked at her son's face, really didn't know what to say, this time his temper became weird again, good and bad, and today I don't know which muscle is wrong, knowing that Manzhi wants to see her daughter, Still insisting on picking Mengmeng back, she couldn't persuade her anyway, and was really worried.

Finally, she knew how to give in, she didn't even bother shaking her head and sighing, the two people really complied with the phrase "it's not friends who don't get together", even if they separated, they didn't have to worry about it.

Mengmeng gained motivation, and the remaining half bowl of rice was gone. She also drank a large bowl of chicken soup, and then happily ran to her room with a small stomach. Before leaving, she did not forget to tell Man Zhi, "Mom, wait for me, I'll make it soon."

Manzhi went to help Shen Yufang pack the tableware, but she tried her best to stop her.

"It's rare for you to come here, so don't touch your hands, hurry up and sit down, the two of you have a good talk, hey, Ayun—" She gave Shao Yun a wink anxiously.

Shao Yun lazily moved to the sofa, grabbed the remote control with one hand and turned on the TV, then said to Manzhi: "Come and sit for a while."

Manzhi couldn't compete with Shen Yufang, so she walked over slowly and sat down on the small sofa next to Shao Yun.

Both stared at the TV screen, silent.

The sound of dishes in the dining room rang for a while, and finally quieted down. Shen Yufang entered the kitchen. The two of them and the CCTV news broadcast were the only ones left in the hall.

Manzhi was always tense, and the sound of the TV was turned on low. She was distracted when she listened to it, and nothing went into her mind at all.

In the end, she couldn't hold back, turned her face away secretly, and glanced at Shao Yun, but this glance startled her. Shao Yun leaned on the sofa, staring at herself intently. The son seemed to eat her.

She suddenly felt like a thorn in her back, subconsciously straightened her waist, and whispered angrily: "Why are you always looking at me?"

His eyes are gloomy, and if he keeps staring at him like this, he is very likely to have nightmares at night.

Shao Yun saw her face as if facing a formidable enemy, but instead laughed, "I saw the thorns all over your body stand up, am I so scary?"

"If you have something to say, just say it, don't be so gloomy, okay?"

Shao Yun lowered his head, stopped looking at her, picked up a small ornament on the table, put it in his palm to play with, and asked expressionlessly: "What do you want to hear from me?"

Manzhi kept a sullen face and said nothing.

Shao Yun leaned back, and said slowly: "Do you think I should tell you from the standpoint of your ex-husband that I feel very upset seeing you with him—or should I praise you two from the standpoint of friends? Does this look like a good fit?"

Manzhi couldn't hear the sarcasm in his words, her face turned red and white, and she counterattacked from embarrassment, "Why can't I be with him?"

Shao Yun raised his eyebrows coldly, with a half-smile on his face, "I didn't say you couldn't be with him, why are you guilty?" Manzhi was choked speechless by him, and couldn't talk to him anymore, so she simply shut up Mouth, just wait for the daughter to come out and leave cleanly.

The news is over, and the boundless advertisements compete for beauty. Manzhi looks at the dazzling screen, feeling angry and helpless. She has already prepared herself, but she still cannot avoid being ridiculed by him. Her complexion is getting uglier .Shao Yun sighed suddenly, and whispered: "Manzhi, why are you always so stubborn? You don't even know what you want."

Manzhi was in a fit of anger, couldn't help but cut out, and raised her voice slightly: "Of course I know what I want, there is no need for you to teach me."

Shao Yun leaned over quickly, supported the armrests of her sofa with both hands, and leaned over to look at her imposingly, "Do you dare to admit that you really love him?"

Manzhi was almost jumped up by his sudden attack, but she was under his control, and it was too late to escape.

His face was so close to hers, his eyes were aggressive.

"What are you doing?" She reached out and pushed his shoulder almost angrily, trying to get rid of his control, but she didn't shake at all.

And his cool palm touched her face without warning, and then held her tightly, not allowing her to escape, his voice was hoarse and low, "Look at me, answer well, don't get angry."

Manzhi froze, the coolness conveyed by his palm formed a great contrast with his fiery eyes, she only felt hot and cold.

In a panic, she actually did so.

She looked into his deep, sea-like eyes, where the stormy waves that almost swallowed her once surged, and at this moment, even though his tone was calm, she could still feel a chill approaching quietly, the mountain The rain is about to come and the wind is all over the building.

In fact, she has lost her position, but she is still stubborn and refuses to admit defeat. She can talk nicely to everyone, except him.

"Of course I..." But the word "love" was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say it.

He stared at her lips with burning eyes, and his expression was tense, lest she really say that word, he waited for a few seconds, but he didn't hear it, and his face unconsciously showed the color of victory.

Manzhi didn't understand why every time she was with him, it seemed like she was engaged in a life-and-death contest, and she insisted on winning or losing, but she just didn't want him to succeed, even though she knew he was very strong.

She struggled a few times and opened her mouth. Before she could say anything, his lips suddenly fell down and blocked her mouth heavily.

Then greedily sucking, attacking the city and plundering the pool, not refusing to miss a single bit.

Manzhi was ashamed and embarrassed, he didn't care about the place and the occasion, he was full of rascal energy.

She also became ruthless, punching and kicking him, but to no avail, she couldn't break free from him no matter what.

He pressed her down with brute force, almost embed her in the sofa, his hands tightly held her head, just like that firmly placed on the back of the sofa, let him ask for it.

He kissed her hard and domineeringly, wishing he could crush her and swallow her in one gulp, and it would be over once and for all.

There was a righteous protest in her throat, but in her ears, it was just an indistinct whining sound. Gradually, she only felt that her breathing was suffocating, her face was hot, and her hands and feet were softening...

Just as they were so entangled, a cute and cheerful voice suddenly came over, "Mom, I finished my homework, we can..."

The two of them stopped suddenly, and the strength in Shao Yun's hands immediately relaxed. Manzhi shoved fiercely as if he had woken up suddenly, and he fell down on the floor, leaning on the edge of the sofa and laughing.

Manzhi blushed, brushed her messy temple hair, her lips were numb and slightly swollen, but she couldn't care less, forced a smile to Mengmeng and said: "It's done? Then, then we let's go."

Mengmeng didn't move, she just stayed where she was, with her mouth half-opened, she looked at them in surprise, "You guys... are fighting again?"

"No!" The two replied in unison.

Shao Yun had already stopped laughing, the floor was so comfortable, he didn't want to get up.The smell of Manzhi was still lingering on his lips, he stroked his lips subconsciously, a little unfinished.

He still got up lazily, hugged Manzhi who had stood up unexpectedly, and stood side by side with her towards Mengmeng, pretending to be affectionate, and said with a smile: "Look, I don't get along well with your mother." .”

Manzhi couldn't struggle, so she could only cooperate and let him hug her.

Mengmeng sized them up for a while, then suddenly frowned, snorted, walked over to support Manzhi and said, "Let's leave early."

"Okay!" Manzhi eagerly agreed, and took the opportunity to shake off Shao Yun's arm.

"I'll see you off!" Shao Yun shouted behind him.

"No need, I came here by car." Manzhi replied lukewarmly, and Mengmeng went to say goodbye to Shen Yufang.

Her complexion was too ugly, so Shao Yun didn't insist anymore, but just told his daughter, "Don't play too far, listen to your mother."

Sitting in the car, Mengmeng still looked preoccupied.

"Why are you unhappy?" Manzhi looked at her daughter's expression while driving.

Mengmeng was shy for a while before asking: "Mom, did Dad bully you just now?"

Manzhi only felt that her face was slightly burning. Fortunately, there was not enough light, so Mengmeng couldn't see the blush on her face clearly.

"No, we were... joking around." She explained awkwardly, hating Shao Yun so much that her teeth itch.

There was no relief on Mengmeng's face, she thought for a while, and continued to ask: "Are you afraid that your father will bully you, that's why you always refuse to go home?"

For her departure, Manzhi gave Mengmeng many reasons in the past year or so, but Mengmeng is already a young adult, with her own set of logic and ideas, Manzhi's explanation is no longer enough Convince her.

Manzhi was speechless for a while, feeling that she was at a loss for words in front of Mengmeng.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Mengmeng thought she had guessed it, and her little face immediately showed indignation, "Don't worry, Mom, I will definitely train Dad when I go back. If he dares to bully you again, I won't follow him." Yes, I will move to live with you with my grandma."

She spoke so boldly, as if she could really decide, Manzhi couldn't help being amused by her.

Regardless of whether it will be successful or not, Manzhi is moved by her sincerity, like a small vest in winter, wearing it properly and warmly.

Although Manzhi is also very strict with Mengmeng, when she comes to her, Mengmeng always has the illusion of going on vacation. In Nuo Da’s house, there are only two people, and Mengmeng is even playing happily. hold her.

"You look like this at home, it's no wonder that Dad doesn't spank you!" Manzhi said half annoyed and half annoyed.

After all, the child is not always by his side, and sometimes he can't be strict even if he wants to be strict.

Mengmeng jumped up and down on the sofa hugging the pillow, panting: "Dad is usually very busy, so he doesn't have time to take care of me, but grandma spends a lot of time with me."

Manzhi was pouring milk in her hand, and after hearing her daughter's words, she couldn't help feeling sad again.She sniffed her nose, trying to suppress the bitterness. She had reached this point, so what's the point of sighing?
After finally washing and washing, she went to bed, Mengmeng snuggled into Manzhi's arms, and kept pestering her to tell stories.

In the cabinet next to Manzhi's bed, there is a stack of story books, all of which are prepared for Mengmeng. Sometimes when she misses a child, she will take it out and look through it.

Most children's story books have simple plots and happy endings, except for one "Arabian Nights".

Descriptions of murders and conspiracies can be seen everywhere, and even she felt a little palpitated when she read it, but Mengmeng prefers to listen to it. When she heard something scary, she grabbed Manzhi's arm and her teeth chattered.

"What's wrong with you?" Manzhi stopped and turned to ask her.

Mengmeng made a grimace and said tremblingly, "Mom, I'm so scared!"

Manzhi was about to close the book, "Then let's change it."

"No, I want to listen to this book." She pouted and shook Manzhi's arm vigorously.

Manzhi shook her head, she really didn't understand what was going on in her little head, she couldn't hold her back, so she had to continue, and couldn't help laughing: "If you have nightmares at night, don't blame me."

Mengmeng giggled, stretched out her little finger to hook her up, expressing that she would never be mean.

Mengmeng is very greedy, she listened to one story after another, until she read "The Story of the Fisherman and the Devil", she started to yawn and her eyes were sleepy.

Manzhi's voice was originally soft, but at the moment under the dim light of the table lamp, the tone of her voice was heard in her ears, and it became more and more dreamlike, as if hypnotized.

"...He stayed in the sea for 400 years, and finally swore in despair: If anyone comes to save me again, I will kill him..."

Mengmeng was still somewhat conscious, half-opened her eyes, and murmured, "Mom, why did the devil kill the person who saved him?"

Manzhi caressed her smooth little face, and explained in a slow voice: "Well... because he waited for a long time, but no one came to rescue him, he had given up hope, that's why he said that."

"But... the fisherman saved him after all..." Mengmeng muttered, turned over, finally couldn't hold on, and fell asleep quietly.

Looking at her naive smile in her sleep, Manzhi couldn't help leaning forward and kissed her, her heart was really tender, it felt so good to have her daughter by her side.

Listening to Mengmeng's even breathing, she was completely sleepy, and instead of lying down immediately, she read the story she had read a long time ago by the desk lamp.

Suddenly I can understand the desperate mood of the devil. He also once sincerely prayed for someone to save him. If there is such a person who reaches out to him at the right time, he will definitely give everything in return. , how perfect!
But don't talk about reality, even in mythology, there are occasional regrets.The cycle of waiting, disappointment, waiting again, and disappointment again is heart-wrenching and desolate.

Decisiveness is nothing more than wanting to completely cut off one's expectations after being extremely disappointed.

She didn't know how her mind turned to Chang Shaohui unconsciously.

For four consecutive days, he kept silent and cut off all contact with her, as if the world had evaporated.

But she knew that he must be there, somewhere, hesitated and couldn't make up his mind.

Manzhi couldn't help thinking, "How long should I give him, and how long should I wait for him to get a clear answer?"

In just four days, it was as long as four centuries, because she turned all the thoughts she could think of, and then felt that she, like the "devil", was gradually moving from the initial expectation to disappointment, and gradually lost. drifting away...

Manzhi's biological clock has always been very accurate, and she usually wakes up around six o'clock. Maybe because she thought too much last night, she fell asleep late. When she woke up, it was already 07:30.

It was completely bright, and the light projected through the gap in the screen window let her know that today is a good day, and she was very happy for Mengmeng.

Turning over, she made herself face Mengmeng, the little guy was still sleeping soundly, with a faint smile on his lips, it seemed that he had nothing to do with the nightmare last night.

Looking at her daughter's peaceful appearance, she couldn't help smiling.

The room was quiet, and such an atmosphere could easily distract her, especially when she was caught in an entanglement that she couldn't figure out recently.

Shao Yun's low sigh suddenly sounded beside his ears, "Manzhi, you don't even know what you want."

His seemingly casual words shocked Man Zhi's mind, and ripples appeared in her heart, making her think deeply.

Does she really not know?
Manzhi frowned slightly, and retorted instinctively in her heart, of course she knew it well.

If it wasn't clear, she wouldn't have divorced.If she didn't know, she must still be living with Shao Yun in a daze, suffering from self-esteem and humiliation every day.

She knew very well that that was definitely not the life and marriage she wanted.

So, what kind of expectations does she have for marriage?
She lay quietly on the pillow and lost her mind. It was actually not the first time she had thought about it. In the days after the divorce, she often thought about this question.

Her request is not high, like most ordinary women, it is nothing more than to have a gentle and considerate husband, like Xiao Feng, like Chang Shaohui, and then treat each other like a guest...

She missed Xiao Feng, and finally did not miss Chang Shaohui, so when he stood in front of her again and smiled at her, she stretched out her hand to him without much hesitation.

Manzhi suddenly sighed silently, and Chang Shaohui's affectionate face floated in front of her eyes, but she couldn't completely overlap with the Chang Shaohui on the phone that night.

She began to wonder, was the Chang Shaohui she liked the one in her imagination, or the one in reality?Thinking of this, she laughed at herself, even when she was young, she never had unrealistic visions, and her living environment cannot accommodate illusory dreams.

After all, Chang Shaohui is not the prince in the story, so he can ignore all of Cinderella's past, once he finds out, he will hold his hand and grow old with him without looking back.

He is just a mortal, he has his own thoughts and considerations, and he will hesitate and shrink back. From a rational point of view, Manzhi can understand it.

But even so, she still felt apprehensive.

Her confusion did not stem from Chang Shaohui's silence, but her own definition of happiness. She always thought that happiness was meeting the right person, and then she could live in peace and harmony for the rest of her life.

However, is this really the case?

In the handbag on the dressing table, the mobile phone rang suddenly, which was particularly crisp and piercing in the silent space. Manzhi quickly got up from the bed and ran to search for the mobile phone with bare feet.

Mengmeng was slightly harassed, her small body moved, and she murmured indistinctly. Manzhi was worried that she would be woken up, so she just pressed the answer button without even looking at the phone.

Then he tiptoed out of the room with his mobile phone in hand, and then put it to his ear to answer.

It was Chang Shaohui who called. Manzhi spoke so softly that he thought she was still in bed.

"Manzhi, did you wake up?"

Manzhi suddenly heard his voice, her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and she couldn't speak for a moment.

But his phone call seemed to be within her expectation.Perhaps, subconsciously, she had waited too long and had become a little numb, so that she didn't feel the slightest joy at the moment she received it.

"Calling so early, what's the matter?" She finally asked, her tone surprisingly calm.

"It's nothing, I haven't seen you for a few days, I want to ask you out to meet today." Chang Shaohui still had his usual indifferent tone, but after a pause, he added, "I've been very busy these days. "

Manzhi felt an indescribable feeling in his heart when he heard him gently take away the broken marks of the two of them for nearly a week.

"Not today, I have something to do." As she said this, she thought of Mengmeng, so she quietly walked to the door of the room, and took a look inside. Fortunately, Mengmeng didn't move and slept soundly.

Chang Shaohui didn't ask, "If that's the case, then, can I do it tomorrow?"

"I haven't been free for the past two days." She refused almost bluntly, and she felt that her tone was not friendly. She was not used to Chang Shaohui's attitude, so she slowed down and explained: "My daughter is here with me." Woolen cloth."

How could Chang Shaohui fail to hear the change in her attitude, but he deliberately ignored it, and his tone was still soft, "Oh, so that's the case, then... Monday, Monday night, I..."

"Chang Shaohui," Manzhi interrupted him abruptly, took a breath, and said heavily: "We...forget it."

Maybe Manzhi didn't have this idea a second ago, but once she said it, she felt a sense of relief.

She didn't want to deny that the feeling of being with Chang Shaohui was very good, but that kind of goodness always made her feel unsteady, light and a little unsteady, as if she was in a scene, no matter how devoted she was to acting, she would always It is interpreting the joys and sorrows of others, and has nothing to do with her.

She was afraid that she would step on the ground at any time and wake up from her dream.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time before I heard him ask quietly: "Manzhi, are you angry?"

Manzhi didn't argue, she thought maybe she should be angry.

She was a little cold, she just got out of bed, she was only wearing pajamas, and she never liked to sleep with the heater on, it was a bit chilly in the spring morning.

Chang Shaohui waited for a while, but did not hear her reaction, so he could only continue to say: "I admit, I hesitated." His voice was no longer pretending to be happy, but rather hoarse.

Even though Manzhi had a similar guess before, it was just a guess after all, and it was a bit of a fluke. What he said at this time still had a lot of impact on her.

It turned out that he was indeed shaken!
She felt the inexplicable shock of loss in her heart, and Chang Shaohui's usual peaceful voice slowly entered her ears through the phone.

"I have always hoped that I could live a simpler life. In fact, in life, I am a person who is very afraid of trouble... So, the relationship between you and Shao Yun really shocked me, and it is... very uncomfortable. Comfortable."

Manzhi bit her lower lip, walked slowly towards the sofa, then sat down, rolled up the two cushions, hugged her chest, to absorb some warmth.

"In the car that day, he asked me to give up on you. I was actually conflicted, and even... really thought about quitting. I haven't contacted you for the past few days, but I also want to calm myself down and think clearly. ...How should I face you?"

Speaking of this, Chang Shaohui smiled softly, as if mocking himself, "You're disappointed in me, aren't you?"

Manzhi rested her chin on the cushion, not knowing how to respond to Chang Shaohui.

Yes, he was very straightforward and honest, and he told her everything he thought in his heart. However, she didn't feel relieved. His calmness and reason used to make her feel at ease and warm, but at this time, he actually made her feel a little bit more. Cold feeling.

No matter what, when it comes to him, it can probably be used for analysis, and then a rational conclusion can be drawn, including feelings, which are no exception.

But feelings should always carry some heat.

She lost her mind in a daze, her fingers caressed her soft lips in a strange way, and it seemed that there was still heat on them when Shao Yun kissed her forcefully last night. He kissed so hard, and the tingling feeling seemed to be still clear now perceive...

Suddenly awakened, she quickly retracted her fingers, as if being scalded by fire.

After pondering for a while, Manzhi said softly: "Perhaps, you are right, we may not be as good together as imagined, after all, my past already exists, and...it is impossible to let go...and you, need What I want is simple and pure feelings and life, I can't give you all of these..."

Chang Shaohui interrupted her eagerly, "Manzhi, you misunderstood." His tone was too intense, and he paused for a while before he said slowly: "I didn't call you to say goodbye, but to say goodbye to you." Let me tell you—I'm not going to give up."

As he spoke, he let out a long breath, as if he had finally confessed to himself.

Perhaps, perfection is relative. Perfection itself does not exist. For a long time, this problem has always troubled him, and more or less affected his decisions, so that he missed many people and things. But this time, he didn't want to miss Manzhi again.

Even if her past has nothing to do with him, he can still have her future. This is his final true feeling after conflicting for so long - he wants Manzhi, and he hopes to have a good result with her.

"Manzhi, I admit that I have always been too rational...I am not a person who puts love first." He said in a deep and low voice, "But now I think clearly...I like you, from the very beginning, so For the first time in many years, there is such a strong feeling of wanting to own."

His words flowed slowly like a tide, flooding his heart, swallowing up the meager layer of coldness that had condensed at the beginning, and obliterating Manzhi's heart that was not firm enough in the first place.

"Manzhi, I know what you want, and I am confident that I can give you the life you want—I can give you the peace and tranquility you want." After he finished speaking, he waited quietly for her answer.

The surroundings were silent, as if in a dream, Manzhi felt that she was being pushed back and forth by an invisible hand, and her heart was extremely conflicted, should she agree or not?She couldn't make up her mind, and for a while, even breathing became a little difficult.

After waiting for a while, in the increasingly depressing atmosphere, Chang Shaohui chuckled lightly, with a hint of helplessness, "Even if you want to refuse, please give us a chance to meet and talk, okay?"

Manzhi lowered her head. Undoubtedly, his retreat made it difficult for her to resist, not to mention his soft and steady voice could still arouse her emotions, after all, she was once infatuated with it.

"Give me some time to think about it, okay?" She finally opened her mouth, her tone obviously relaxed.

Chang Shaohui secretly breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, although Manzhi couldn't see, "Okay, I will wait for you."

He hesitated to speak, he could wait for her, but he didn't have much time, not three months, and it was gone in a flash.

But he didn't say anything in the end, he didn't want to put pressure on her anymore.

After hanging up the phone, Manzhi curled up on the sofa and did not move. From rejection to softening, in just a few minutes, when did she become a pendulum?Her current state was no different from a woman who was indecisive and had no opinion, but she had always despised this state.

Suddenly he felt annoyed with himself, why couldn't he be as clear as Chang Shaohui?

The door creaked open, Mengmeng rubbed her eyes and rushed out, and yelled at her dissatisfied: "Mom, why did you get up secretly?"

Manzhi glanced at her laggingly, then stood up abruptly, "Oh, go and get dressed quickly, don't catch a cold."

She pushed Mengmeng into the room, only to realize that she was too cold, so she quickly changed into clothes.

After breakfast, Manzhi was busy clearing the table, and Mengmeng wandered around the room idly, when she suddenly found a pair of crystal bunnies on the porch cabinet, she gave a curious "Hey" and ran over to take a closer look.

"Mom, I also saw these two little rabbits at my uncle's house."

Manzhi smiled and said, "That's what I gave them."

When Shangguan Lin came back here and saw it, she couldn't put it down immediately, so Manzhi took a pair from the store and gave it to her.

Mengmeng stretched out her little hand, gently touched the little rabbit's shiny body, and suddenly asked: "Mom, does everyone have to get married when they grow up?"

Manzhi was surprised, "Why would you think of asking this?"

"Look, you are married to your father, uncle and aunt Shangguan are also married, and grandma, it is said that she was also married."

Manzhi has always attached great importance to her daughter's problems and did not prevaricate. She thought for a while and said, "Not necessarily. If you think two people are happy together, then you can get married."

"Then... are you happy with Dad?"

Manzhi couldn't answer and didn't want to lie to her, so she had to smile helplessly at Mengmeng.

Mengmeng ran up suddenly, stood on tiptoe, hooked her neck, and whispered in her ear: "Mom, I hope you are happy."

Manzhi's eyes were suddenly filled with moisture.

She nodded heavily, and whispered: "Don't worry Mengmeng, mom will be happy."

(End of this chapter)