Is he teasing me

Chapter 249

I didn't expect to have to queue up for the outpatient clinic on weekdays. Zhang Moyan went at a bad time, just in time for the hospital's lunch break, so I had to queue until the afternoon to see the doctor.I wasted a few hours, the only advantage is that my eyes were no longer swollen when I saw a doctor, and I was not treated as an alternative by the doctor.

In fact, I didn't feel very uncomfortable. I went to the hospital purely to get a medical certificate, but maybe it was because of her listless appearance that she was really sick. In the end, the doctor actually prescribed a few boxes of medicine for her.

On the way from the apartment to the hospital, there are several platforms and advertising screens in shopping malls that play the promotional video of "Please Come Out of the Mountain". It is revealed that due to the release of blockbuster films and the coverage of the Internet and TV, "Looking for Chen Yun" has become a topic of national concern in the past two days. The way of "Please Come Out of the Mountain" this time is unprecedented .

Zhang Moyan came across this kind of advertisement several times during the two to three kilometers journey, and every time she saw it, she was terrified. On the way back, she subconsciously detoured from the main road and walked through a park to go home.

April is the season with the strongest sense of spring, and two o’clock in the afternoon is also the time of day when the sun is at its best. The blue sky, white clouds, green trees, red flowers, and grassy grass, all the beautiful scenery is shining brightly in the bright sunlight.

The stagnation in her chest did not decrease in the slightest, but after all, Zhang Moyan would not cry anymore in a crowded place.

I wonder if I will regret it the next day if I break up?
Breaking up with such an excellent man as Xiao Xingyu, I'm afraid I will be punished by God and never meet the person I like again?
Hate, why curse yourself!

Zhang Moyan kicked a small stone off her toes, and sat down weakly on a shaded bench.

The place where she is sitting is facing a circular central square. Several young people are practicing their skateboarding skills. They often fall down when they are diving, but the agile boys can always stand up in less than a second. ; a little farther away, there are three children chasing each other on bicycles with training wheels, and their young and beautiful mothers gather to talk and laugh happily; under the wisteria tree around the edge of the square, several groups of old people are playing poker, arguing and talking Happy; not occasionally, there will be a couple of couples passing behind her, and you and I are very affectionate.

It turns out that there are so many people in this world who don’t have to go to work to enjoy leisure on weekdays. It’s no wonder that migrant workers ridicule themselves as social animals. They can’t come out to enjoy the flowers and willows in the springtime. They can only be squeezed like animals in the company.

Alas, with a depressed mood like the doomsday, it seems that everything is pessimistic.

Suddenly, a silver-haired old lady walked straight towards her with two bags in her hand, and sat on her right hand without any explanation.

Zhang Moyan looked around, a little puzzled, there were many empty chairs on the left and right, why did this old lady come over to squeeze a wooden board with a stranger like her.

But it seemed impolite for her to stand up and walk away as soon as someone sat down, so Zhang Moyan had to take out his mobile phone to look at it to offset some of his discomfort.

After the old lady sat down, she began to take things out of her two pockets. Zhang Moyan looked carefully, and found that there were four cat bowls and two packs of cat food.

The old lady methodically arranged the cat bowls on the ground in a square shape, filled each one with cat food, and each one was piled up like a hill. The cats moved towards their position.

A total of eight cats of various colors came, big and small, and they should all be wild cats in the park.

These little guys must be frequent customers of the old lady, each of them is plump, and there is no Zhang Moyan in Gao Leng's eyes. Mo Yan stepped on her feet.

After meowing at the old lady, these snobbish eyes went straight to the point, their little furry heads squeezed together and began to eat unceremoniously.

"Ah Hua, come here!" The old lady grabbed a cow that was so stupid that it couldn't grab a place, found a space for it, and then pulled out a water basin that had obviously been placed under the chair. Pour water into it and remind: "Eat slowly, eat slowly, there is still more, drink some water after eating."

Only then did Zhang Moyan realize that it wasn't the old lady who insisted on coming over to squeeze her seat, but that she was sitting at the dinner table that someone (the cat) had arranged for.

Although I feel a little offended, it is really hard to move people away when there are so many hairballs eating happily. To be honest, these cats are quite handsome.

The old lady talked to the cats on her own, and didn't communicate with Zhang Moyan, as if she was already too busy entertaining these cats.

The little ones ate hard, and the old lady took out a box of high-end cat strips and squeezed them into the bowl one by one.After every cat had eaten the strips, she stopped and stared at them for a long time, then suddenly wiped away her tears.

"Eat more, you won't be able to see me after tomorrow, I put the cat food here, you can still eat it for two days."

Zhang Moyan was surprised, hearing the old lady's tone, the first reaction was to have a bad association, thinking, could it be that the old lady is terminally ill?
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but glanced at the old lady. The old lady noticed her curious gaze and smiled back.

"Are you okay?" Zhang Moyan asked carelessly.

The old lady was startled, knowing that Zhang Moyan might be mistaken, she hurriedly explained: "Oh, it's okay, my daughter married to Chongqing, and tomorrow she will take me to live in Chongqing, and I won't be coming back."

There seemed to be many unfinished meanings in the old man's short words, but the old man didn't say anything more.

Zhang Moyan nodded. This may be an old man whose wife died and his only daughter married far away. There are many such old people living in Shenhai, an aging city.When they are still able to take care of themselves, they don't bother their children, but when they get old, especially after their wives leave, they often end up leaving the city where they have lived all their lives, seeking refuge with their children far away, and enjoying their old age until they leave.

Alas, another parting that had to be separated.

Zhang Moyan looked at the fur balls under his feet who still knew nothing about their future fate, and felt that they were similar to Xiao Xingyu, and a heartache ached in his heart.

After staring silently for a while, she murmured to the old lady sympathetically: "Then why do you still come to feed them? Shouldn't you let them get used to the life without you earlier? Don't give them a transition period, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow they will be fine." Or come here and wait for you, won't they be disappointed if they don't wait for you?"

The old lady thought for a while, and then asked her: "I can't feed it in the future, so I won't feed it today?"

"..." Zhang Moyan was stopped by the question.

"Then I can't get over it!" The old lady looked down at the eight little heads and said with emotion, "Meeting is fate, and one day is also fate, even if there is only one day left, I will try my best to do what I can to ensure that they have enough to eat I'm full. Let them figure out what to do in the future, they are so smart that they shouldn't starve to death, maybe they will meet someone like me soon?"

With a few simple words, Zhang Moyan's eyes turned red when she heard it. She turned her head slowly with her eyes blindfolded, and looked at the old lady. She was suddenly enlightened and enlightened.

Meeting is fate, and one day is also fate, even if there is only one day left, we must try our best to do what we can do.

At this moment, she was not at all disturbed.

Tomorrow is Xiao Xingyu's birthday, and breaking up must wait until the day after tomorrow after the unit's exclusive interview with him, so tomorrow is the last day of her relationship with Xiao Xingyu, she should not avoid it.

Since this is a day specially reserved for her by God, she should take good care of it, do whatever she wants, do it right away, and don't leave any regrets for herself.

The future between her and Xiao Xingyu is certain, she dare not ask for anything more, what she needs to do now is to decide what else to do, not to keep breaking her heart here.

She hasn't fed small animals with Xiao Xingyu, hasn't cooked him a meal, they haven't kissed under a rainy umbrella, haven't traveled together for the holidays, haven't spent Christmas together Or Valentine's Day any holiday...

Zhang Moyan took a deep breath, and she decided to make good use of this last time when she and Xiao Xingyu were still lovers.

Do your best to do what you can.

Once thinking this way, the whole person has a new atmosphere.

Zhang Moyan wiped her eyes and nose with the back of her hand, stood up quickly, and thanked the old lady sideways: "You are right, one day is fate, there is no reason to live up to it... Thank you!"

Now, she is going to order a cake, ready to celebrate Xiao Xingyu's birthday!

　I did the math,
　　Handsome Xiao Da won’t be able to come back tomorrow (sad, but the handsome guy will appear in voice form tomorrow, after reading the memo, it’s quite flirty).

　　I also convinced myself, why did I prepare so many plots!

　　This book is estimated to be written by me to 100 million words.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)