follow my heart

Standing in the corridor is not a problem, let's go first.

The living room was pitch black, Meng Buqing stood at the entrance with his hands behind his back against the wall, staring at Ji Wan, "Understood, so you are here to ask for a debt?"

"you can say it this way."

Ji Wan looked around, and saw that the overly simple wooden furniture was placed in the corner of the living room, with a large space suddenly left in the middle, without other decorations, it was as deserted as an old man's home.The windows were closed, the heavy curtains motionless and gloomy.

She suddenly asked, "Your father was buried here?"

"Well," Meng Buqing said, "I will contact the lawyer tomorrow to find out. If what you said is true, then... we can discuss specific matters."

She needs a little time to think and find help.

Ji Wan nodded, "Your uncle contacted you, saying that he didn't get through to your phone."

"..."

Meng Buqing just changed his mobile phone and new card, and the old phone card has not been moved to the new phone yet.Hearing this, he went into the room, inserted the card, and a few missed calls jumped out.

Several text messages explaining the situation followed.

Meng Buqing's father, Meng Yong, used to be the boss of the company, but later went bankrupt.He re-employed a large foreign trade company after two years of suspension. His work required frequent business trips and he seldom returned home.

Before his death, Meng Buqing only knew that he was being treated in a hospital in the next city.

I didn't expect the disease to be stomach cancer.

Her uncle told her that before her father was diagnosed with cancer, he had poached a team of trusted followers to start his own business.

The office space was rented out, and everyone left the original company. In order to stabilize people's hearts, he could only bite the bullet and secretly went to the hospital for treatment and actively prepared for surgery while working hard.

There was a big gap in funds in the early stage of starting a business. Ji Wan was an old acquaintance with him. Somehow Meng Yong persuaded Ji Wan to sell the house and invest in his company with her savings.

The will was written at that time.

Unexpectedly, Meng Yong suddenly fell to the ground and died suddenly on the way back to the company before the scheduled time for surgery.

The sudden death of the leader, coupled with the company's business being suppressed by competitors in various ways, the unformed company collapsed completely in an instant, and most of the investment turned into a bubble and dissipated.

Ji Wan also lost all her money.

The lights in the study were not turned on, only the faint light from the windows.Meng Buqing kept staring at the words on the phone screen, her eyes gradually became dry, she raised her neck, closed her eyes and thought.

It is not surprising that Dad went to start a business.He always felt that the bankruptcy at the beginning was due to bad luck and he believed in the wrong person. If he hadn't gone bankrupt, his net worth of billions back then would still be on the rich list now.

But Ji Wan... Who would invest all of his wealth in a new company with no foundation?

Woman in love.

Meng Buqing laughed.

It's completely impossible to imagine that a woman like Ji Wan, who is more beautiful than a vixen, is so bewildered by her father.He did something like losing his wife and breaking his army.

The uncle told her: [Your father knows that only the last will will really take effect.He originally planned to write a will later and update the previous one. ]

Unexpectedly, he passed away so suddenly that he had no chance to make a new will.

Uncle told Meng Buqing everything.

The last piece of news is persuasion: [This is the worst outcome. Fortunately, she promised us that the real estate division and property liquidation will be done after you graduate and go abroad.Bubu, you are not a child anymore, you should get along peacefully with Ji Wan during this time, and take this opportunity to make a clear and feasible future plan for yourself! ]

Meng Buqing's uncle is a lawyer. He works and lives abroad, so sometimes he doesn't speak Chinese very well.In order to prevent misunderstanding, she read the text message many times.

My heart sank again and again.

Most of the suffocation that was suffocated disappeared.

Now that she knew the reason, she felt that there was nothing wrong with giving Ji Wan half of the property.Although in theory, Ji Wan's money is an investment failure, but Meng Yong's behavior of concealing his terminal illness is obviously a deliberate deception.

Meng Buqing massaged her temples, trying to calm down.

Convince yourself to quickly accept the current situation.

She took her mobile phone and walked back to the living room sullenly.

Ji Wan still stood at the porch, waiting, behaved.Seeing her come out, he asked calmly:

"Are you sure?"

Meng Buqing's hostility towards her was slightly resolved.

After all, this woman is still a victim.

Meng Buqing is a reasonable girl, even though she was in a dark mood, she still said politely: "It's confirmed. Ji, Aunt Ji? Then you can sleep in the guest room first."

She pointed to the room at the entrance of the corridor.

Ji Wan walked to the door, paused again, raised her eyes to look upstairs and asked, "Are you sleeping in the upper room?"

The house is a two-storey duplex.

"The one above is empty," Meng Buqing said, "because I'm too lazy to climb the stairs."

Ji Wan ordered Meng Buqing naturally: "Okay, I'll sleep in the upper room. Help me get the box, thank you."

"..."

Meng Buqing quietly stared at her back.Lifted her box and resignedly helped her move upstairs.

Then, he went back to his room without saying a word.

Meng Buqing slept on his side.

Her room was relatively small, with only one bed, and the big bed took up most of the space.A simple and unadorned bedroom can make it easier for her to fall asleep at night.

Meng Buqing sat on the floor in a daze, and took it easy for a while before taking out his phone.Her heart was still beating fast, and her thoughts were in a mess.

The few new messages are all about playing games with her.

ignore.

Two chat groups were marked with 99+ red marks, and one of the novel groups happened to mention Meng Buqing, saying that she hadn't spoken in the group today.

Meng Buqing sent an emoticon package without much energy, which was regarded as a greeting.

Xiao Ran: [Suddenly discovered that all Jun Jun’s signatures are Qi Bao’s essays, the first sentence of each essay’s opening! ]

Junjun is Meng Buqing's nickname in the group.

Someone immediately went to look at Meng Buqing's historical signature.

. . . :[How is the English version? ]

Shi Yu: [Cultural people are different. ]

Meng Buqing typed to explain:

Junjun: [Using the original text, what kind of novel can be searched for? I don’t want to come out yet. ]

Mo Heng: [Stay.jpg]

Mu Jiu: [Why can you come out of the closet when it is found that the signature is Lily's novel?Many straight girls will watch it too. ]

. . . : [But she only looks at Lily's words, it's a bit obvious...]

The topic quickly passed, and they began to chat about the plot of Qi Min's latest serialized novel.Unscrupulous, not afraid of giving spoilers to those who haven't read the article.

After all, there are only nine people in the group, and they are all readers who read updates immediately and actively write long comments.

Meng Buqing hurriedly closed the chat page.

Open the reading software and complete the latest chapter of the novel.Qi Min is the author she has liked for four years, the one she likes the most. The plot is exquisite, the writing style is excellent, and the simple and plain sentences are quite comfortable when browsing quickly, but they can withstand careful reading.

After reading it, her mood miraculously calmed down.

Even the corners of the lips are slightly raised.

Then he switched to the group chat page, joined in the discussion of the plot, outputted his one-sided understanding and randomly guessed the next plot development.

Meng Buqing was not happy for 5 minutes.

There was a knock on the door: "Come here." It was Ji Wan's voice.

Meng Buqing stood up quickly.

Opening the door, looking at her, he sighed unabashedly: "What's the matter with you?"

—

There is a spider in the corner of the upstairs hallway.

In the middle of the white wall and the skirting line, there is a half-sparse spider silk web, which is shaped like a shriveled and thin cotton candy.The long-legged spider the size of a coin stayed silent.It should be the most common ghost spider.

Originally, Ji Wan was going to clean it up with a tissue.

But as she got closer, she saw a brown sticker on the brown wooden baseboard directly under the spider.Like a Spiderman sticker ripped off some toy.

There is also a line of small words on the sticker, the font is small and round: [Spiderman is here~]

Ji Wan: "..."

She called Meng Buqing up.

Ji Wan pointed to the corner and asked, "You clearly saw a spider here, why didn't you clean it up?"

Also put a sticker next to it...

Meng Buqing looked at the spider in the corner, pursed her lips, and explained to her reluctantly after a long while: "I think it is my roommate."

Ji Wan: "...What do you think?"

"Forget it," Ji Wan rubbed the center of her brows, "then quickly take your roommate downstairs."

Meng Buqing shook his head: "But it lives here, and all the nets are here."

"It can also die here. Wipe the net with the same paper towel as the corpse, and it's a good way to die." The tone suddenly dropped an octave and was cold.

Meng Buqing curled her lips and said with restraint: "Then wait a moment, I'll find something suitable to hold it."

After finishing speaking, I went downstairs to search for bottles and cans.

Looking for a container with a wide mouth.

After a long time, I saw an expired passion fruit jam in the refrigerator.Meng Buqing poured the unpalatable sauce into the trash can, cleaned the bottle, and hurried upstairs with it.

Ji Wan held her hands behind her back, but remained in place.

She kept a distance that was not too close and not far, observing everything.

Meng Buqing first pointed the mouth of the glass bottle towards the spider, paused for a few seconds after approaching, and then made a quick and precise movement, and the spider was immediately brought to the wall with its broken silk.

Adjust the angle of the bottle body, and the spider will fall into the bottle along the way.

It was as motionless as a piece of paper.

Meng Buqing tried to shake the bottle, as if shaking a piece of paper that was too light.

It turned out to be dead.

I don't know when he died.

Originally, it just hung quietly on the Internet, motionless.

Meng Buqing looked at it carefully through the mouth of the glass bottle, as if saying goodbye with his eyes.Then screw on the cap of the glass bottle.

Ji Wan's voice came from behind:

"Don't be sad, it looks like he's dying, maybe his children and grandchildren have already filled a certain room."

The words seemed to comfort, but also to mock.

Which one is it, Meng Buqing didn't bother to think about it, "Go to bed early, good night."

Ji Wan stopped her again, with a natural tone, "Seeing that you usually cook by yourself, can you help me prepare tomorrow's breakfast by the way?"

"..."

Meng Buqing stopped and looked back at her in disbelief.He suddenly felt that Ji Wan was the vicious stepmother in a fairy tale, living in her house not only had to divide her property, but also enslaved her to work.

Meng Buqing: "My breakfast is very simple, I guess you are not used to it."

"I like it simple."

"Fine……"

Meng Buqing nodded resignedly, and was too lazy to say more.

—

The next day, the soft sunlight in the morning shone lightly into the living room, the light filled the space, and dispelled the indescribable desolation and loneliness of the dark night.In a typical Chinese kitchen, the pots and pans are neatly arranged, and the colors are warm and harmonious.Oven and dishwasher are also available.

Meng Buqing took out the prepared ingredients from the refrigerator, made a big sandwich, and cut it in half.Fried eggs and toast were also quickly available.

Meng Buqing was imagining that he would make some dark dishes, or add heavy seasonings to Ji Wan's meal, while honestly serving breakfast on the table.

Just when she was ready, Ji Wan went downstairs.

"Hi," Meng Buqing said casually, "Breakfast is ready, do you need anything else?"

Ji Wan: "Morning, bring me some cheese or butter."

"..."

She was just joking, and Ji Wan really followed her orders.

All right, just a little effort, just a little effort.Meng Buqing held his breath early in the morning, opened the refrigerator, opened a box of butter and gave it to her.

Ji Wan should be going out, she has already put on light makeup.

Wearing an elegant double-breasted black cashmere coat, the slender collar reveals an off-white turtleneck sweater.The long hair was loosely let down, a bit lazy, softening the sense of distance caused by too delicate eyebrows and eyes.

Meng Buqing sat down and glanced at her secretly.It is really unimaginable how such a charming and shrewd beauty could be fooled by her father.

While thinking about it, she lowered her head and ate her breakfast.

Suddenly she looked up again, and found that the paper Ji Wan was flipping through was very familiar.

Meng Buqing: "What are you looking at?"

Ji Wan: "I'm looking at the report card of last semester's final exam that you put on the table for me."

Meng Buqing: "Placing it on the table doesn't mean it's for you to see!"

When she got it, she threw it away casually. She threw it aside for so long that she forgot that such a thing existed.

"It's quite tragic, and I don't even know how to evaluate it."

"I need your evaluation?!"

"Your father always said that his daughter has been smart since she was a child, and she has been studying very well—" Ji Wan put the paper report card back as it was, looked at Meng Buqing, and asked curiously, "So do you have an older sister or a younger sister? "

Meng Buqing: "What do you care about me?!"

Ji Wan laughed softly: "It's okay, I'm just laughing at you."

"Do you know that there is a saying in Zhuangzi?" Meng Buqing paused for a moment, then suddenly said proudly, "A tree that is not fit for growth will last for a long time."

"..."

She still saw it in the novel yesterday.

It means that being a useless tree can last for years without being cut down.

Ji Wan raised her eyebrows, and carefully picked out the lettuce in the sandwich: "Do you know there is a second half of the sentence?"

Meng Buqing: "What?"

Only then did Ji Wan raise her eyes, stared at her, and said clearly: "An unqualified goose will be stewed into a roast goose."

"..."

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Original text of "Mountain Tree":

Zhuangzi was walking in the mountains and saw a big tree with luxuriant branches and leaves. The woodcutters stopped by it and did not take it.Asked why, said: "There is nothing to use."

Zhuangzi said: "This tree will last forever if it is not material." The master came out of the mountain and left it in the house of the old man.The old man was overjoyed and ordered Shuzi to kill geese and cook them.

Zhuzi asked, "One of them can sing, and the other can't. Please kill him?"

The master said, "Kill those who cannot sing."