People born in the 80s became relocated households

The last autumn rain in late November lasted for several days in a row. The autumn chill became even stronger and the cold wind blew. Jiang Shuya wrapped herself tightly and found that she was still wearing a dress. She had lost a lot of weight since weaning, and her pants had become too big and no longer fit her upper body. In the morning, she casually put on a pair of black leggings, a beige dress on her upper body, and a khaki windbreaker. The temperature in the afternoon was colder than in the morning. She sneezed a few times because of the cold. She was carrying a large bag of clothes, ready to send it for delivery. Fortunately, Zheng Jia helped to deliver it to the door. She stood at the door and waited for a long time, thinking about setting off again when the rain was lighter.

At this time, in the parking lot at the entrance of the shopping mall, Lin Moxiao sat motionless in the car, his eyes constantly staring at the person standing at the entrance. He recalled Wang Ziliang's warning to him last time, and the mood that he had suppressed for a long time did not appear again. He always unconsciously recalled her smile, her warm eyes, and her calm face.

He wanted to go over to help, but he had no reason and was struggling with his thoughts inside. After pondering for a moment, he opened the car window, looked at the sky, and was about to get out of the car and walk over when he saw Wang Ziliang's courier truck parked at the door. He went over to help her carry the things into the car. The two of them greeted each other naturally and chatted. Only he was hiding silently, hiding his restless heart. He felt unwilling to accept that he no longer even had the right to make friends. He opened the drawer of the driver's seat, took out two tickets for the Jiangsu Grand Theater concert, and looked at them for a long time.

After Wang Ziliang counted and put the goods away, he said hello and drove away. Jiang Shuya immediately breathed a sigh of relief. She was holding her mobile phone, copying the addresses one by one and sending them to Wang Ziliang, staring at the screen of the phone carefully and seriously. She didn't notice Lin Moxiao walking in front of her.

After a long while, she found a tall man standing in front of her. She looked up and saw it was Lin Moxiao. He was dressed very formally today, in a straight black suit. He looked solemn and elegant. The suit was tailored very well, with smooth lines, exuding a noble temperament and unique charm.

Jiang Shuya found that he was handsome for the first time and couldn't help but look at him twice.

Lin Moxiao raised his eyebrows and joked, "Do you think I look handsome today?" Then he pretended to look away.

"Why is Senior Lin here?" Jiang Shuya stopped looking at him and continued staring at her phone.

He said nonchalantly, "I had an appointment with someone to go see a musical, but that person stood me up. Now there are two tickets, and it would be boring for me to go alone. When I saw you just now, I suddenly remembered that you treated me to a meal last time, so I reluctantly gave up and gave you this ticket."

He put the ticket in front of her and said, "No need, find someone else!" Jiang Shuya refused directly. Lin Moxiao was a little anxious and said slowly, "This is classical music. Do you really not want to go? I remember that when you were in high school, you liked to read classical literature, poetry collections, classical Chinese and other books the most."

Jiang Shuya glanced at the ticket. It was indeed classical music, and it was a work by the modern master Yu Shuwan. She was not familiar with this author, but she was very moved when she saw the song "Tomb of Infatuation". She liked it very much in her previous life, but she just liked it and did not dissect the meaning behind the song.

Seeing that she was somewhat moved, Lin Moxiao persuaded her again: "Ever since I had a meal with you last time, I have been unable to sleep or eat. I thought about returning the money to you, but I also thought that maybe you wouldn't want it. So just think of this concert as me treating you!"

"Then you really might as well just give me my money back." She looked at the time and stared at the ticket, a gleam in her eyes.

Lin Moxiao saw her concerns and said solemnly, "Jiang Shuya, I am your cousin's classmate. I have always known that you loved reading when you were in school. I remember that an article you wrote won the first prize in the province. The whole school was in an uproar at that time. All the teachers and students in the school knew the name Jiang Shuya. Even your usual essays were taken to the class as model essays. I still remember that after our head teacher read your essay to us, he was impressed that this was not an article written by a high school freshman, and it was not inferior to that of contemporary famous writers."

Jiang Shuya giggled as she watched him imitate the teacher's clichéd posture.

Seeing her smile happily, the atmosphere became relaxed. He subconsciously became serious again and said seriously: "I know you are married and have children. Don't think too much. I only admire you. Although I feel sorry for you, that admiration only stays in the student period. There is nothing else. I think we can talk a lot. I just want to make another friend in Jinling City, that's all."

Jiang Shuya looked at him, he was very sincere and frank, which made her feel a little lonely. Yes! She was like this now, and her only wish was to live well. Why did she think that such an excellent man would like her? Besides, she was a married woman with a child. Where did she get the confidence to make friends with such a man? But he said that he admired her. The excellent senior who was once at the top of the school and recommended all the way to the university actually admired her. After hesitating for a moment, she nodded indifferently.

"I see this concert doesn't start until 7.20:, so there's still some time. Do you want to eat something before going?" Jiang Shuya asked, holding the ticket in her hand.

Lin Moxiao nodded and said softly, "Okay, what do you want to eat?"

"Let's go to KFC! That's faster." "Okay, let's go, I'll go buy it." Lin Moxiao strode ahead.

The two of them arrived at KFC. Jiang Shuya was queuing. Lin Moxiao had already ordered and was waiting beside her. When he saw her queuing, he walked over and said, "I ordered two. You don't have to queue."

"Ah! You ordered for me, but I didn't tell you what I wanted to eat!"

Jiang Shuya was a beat slower

"Don't you eat them all? You said last time you weren't picky."

He deliberately didn't ask because he was afraid she would refuse and she didn't want to owe him anything.

Jiang Shuya blinked, and suddenly saw a familiar figure in the backlight. It was Manager Feng from upstairs. In the blink of an eye, a fragrance came to her. It was the unique perfume of MODA from upstairs. Manager Feng saw Lin Moxiao first, and a trace of surprise appeared on his face. He looked at Jiang Shuya standing beside him, and became more curious: "Is this another chance encounter?" It was dinner time, and KFC served food quickly. In order not to delay work, sales staff usually made quick decisions. Fortunately, Manager Feng did not stay too long. After a few words of greeting, he took the packaged hamburgers and left.

The two of them sat in the store eating the burgers in their hands. Jiang Shuya took big bites of the burger and choked a little, so she took a few sips of the drink. She looked a little anxious and ate quickly. Lin Moxiao, who was sitting opposite her, was gentle and elegant, and he ate in a nice and graceful manner.