Is he teasing me

Chapter 297

"What? You rejected Teacher Xiao!"

Under the champagne-colored lights of Yifei Bar, the guitarist plucked bluesy youth folk songs, and the dozens of booths around the performance stage were full of seats. Jin Xueyang looked at Zhang Moyan's face and wrote "You are somewhat clueless" .

Zhang Moyan poked at the tumbler toy on the table, and gave a low "hmm".

Jin Xueyang came back from a business trip in Nanjing today, the two of them had dinner in the unit cafeteria and didn't want to go home so early, thinking that it had been a long time since they went to Yifei Bar to see Sister Ling, so they came here specially.The two sat for a while, Jin Xueyang chatted and asked about Xiao Xingyu, Zhang Moyan told him about the affair with Xiao Xingyu.

"Don't you like him?" Jin Xueyang was puzzled, "And you also told him that you are an adopted daughter, and he didn't dislike you, so what are you thinking secretly?"

Zhang Moyan looked at Jin Xueyang with a toothache: "Jin Xueyang, why do I think your perspective is a bit wrong."

"Don't change the subject!" Jin Xueyang sternly reprimanded, "Be clear, the reason why you rejected Teacher Xiao! What are you dissatisfied with such a perfect man?" He narrowed his eyes, "You won't find out that the person you actually love is Me?"

Zhang Moyan was speechless, he knew where Jin Xueyang was standing.

I wanted to say that he was making trouble for no reason, but looking at his eyes, I knew that he was serious and would never let it go easily, so I had to answer the question carefully.

"Xueyang, there is something you don't know about me." Zhang Moyan turned her face sideways, her curly hair piled up on her shoulders like seaweed.

"what's up?"

"Actually, I passed the national civil service exam in the second year of our graduation," Zhang Moyan recalled. "I prepared very hard for the exam. No problem... But I didn't know until I took the exam that the position I applied for had an acceptance rate of 1:1000+! I was quite shocked, but of course it was no surprise that I failed the exam."

"Really, you have also taken the civil service exam? I don't know at all."

"I want to talk about it later."

"The secrecy work is strict enough," Jin Xueyang frowned, "Then what are you trying to explain by saying this now?"

This donkey's head is not right for the horse's mouth.

Zhang Moyan rested her chin on her hand, and bent her lips indifferently: "What I want to say is that I have experienced the failure of the postgraduate entrance examination and the civil service examination. From then on, I realized that some things are not because I don't work hard, but because I can work hard. It's useless."

After hearing this, Jin Xueyang not only frowned, but now even his face: "What do you mean? Doesn't Teacher Xiao like you? Don't his parents like you too? You don't need to work hard on this!"

Zhang Moyan glanced at Jin Xueyang, stared at him for a while, then gave up and said, "Forget it if you don't understand."

"Who says I don't understand!" Jin Xueyang rubbed his fingers on the rim of the cup, thinking to himself thoughtfully, "Mr. Xiao's family makes porcelain, and your grandfather also studies celadon. It stands to reason that you are still in the same circle. This couldn't be better. And with Professor Chen's prestige, you are considered to be well-matched, so it doesn't make sense... Unless, there is something wrong between your two families..."

When he said this, Zhang Moyan subconsciously paused. The details of this moment were caught by Jin Xueyang, and he was immediately surprised: "I'm going, is there really a festival?!"

Zhang Moyan didn't answer.

She can deny it completely, but Jin Xueyang is the only person in this world who she can tell the truth, and she doesn't want to lie to him.

If even Jin Xueyang were to lie, then she would feel that she was living a miserable life.

"What's the holiday? Is it very deep?" Jin Xueyang asked, "Is there no room for shaking hands and making peace?"

"I, I don't know what the festival is," Zhang Moyan hesitated, "In short, it should be impossible to resolve it."

Although he didn't want to lie to Jin Xueyang, he didn't seem to want to say anything.

Jin Xueyang naturally realized that she didn't want to say more, and didn't insist. He waved his hand and said that it was no big deal: "If you don't want to say it, don't say it. It's not too late to tell me when you want to. Anyway, you remember, I, Jin Xueyang, will always It's you, Zhang Moyan, who can say anything."

Zhang Moyan felt a warm feeling in his heart when he heard the words of fist and fist, and suddenly it seemed that even the air conditioner in the bar was not so cold anymore.

She smiled gratifiedly: "Okay."

Jin Xueyang picked up the glass and took a sip of the wine, and said with emotion: "I used to think that the man who fell in love with you was miserable. I remember the tall, handsome and rich of the school team at that time, and the school grass who is now the captain. By the way, there are Our former directors... were all unrequited loves that ended badly, but now I think the man you fell in love with may not be all right."

He taunted: "Student Zhang Moyan, let me interview you. What is your attitude called? Can you sum it up yourself?"

"Summarize?"

Jin Xueyang nodded.

Zhang Moyan thought for a while, and said: "Maybe it's 'knowing that there is nothing to do and be content with life'!"

"Knowing that there is nothing to do, but being at peace..." Jin Xueyang repeated his words.

Zhang Moyan stared blankly at the table, and said wistfully, "Some people you like very much, but you can only know him, and you have no chance to have children with him."

Surprise flashed in Jin Xueyang's eyes, he thought about it, and seemed to feel very insightful, solemnly raised his glass: "That's a good summary! It's you! Come on, let us know that there is nothing we can do. Ruo Ming' toast!"

Zhang Moyan smiled wryly, and picked up her juice: "cheers." After clinking glasses with Jin Xueyang, the rims of the two glasses made a very crisp sound.

Before [-]:[-], Zhang Moyan and Jin Xueyang came out of Yifei Bar, and Jin Xueyang sent her back to her apartment.Zhang Moyan watched Jin Xueyang's car drive away, she turned around and walked to the entrance of the corridor, in front of a wall of mailboxes, she routinely opened her mailbox to take home the letters and advertisements delivered today.

Opened the door and turned on the light, changed shoes at the entrance, Zhang Moyan hung up the keys and bag, and walked in while browsing the papers in her hand, when suddenly she stopped and found a gas bill that sealed the opposite door in the things in her hand .

"Is it wrong?"

Talking to herself, she made sure that it was indeed the gas bill for the opposite door. She took the key and put on her shoes and went downstairs to the letterbox, intending to drop the envelope into the letterbox at the opposite door.

It's a pity, I don't know how long it has been since the door opened the mailbox. The small mailbox is so full that even a piece of paper might not fit in it, let alone a letter.

Zhang Moyan was stunned for a while, then looked up upstairs, the light was on in the window opposite the door, she raised her wrist and looked at her watch, it was 8:45.

She wanted to send the gas bill to the neighbor across the door, but she was worried about being abrupt.

"Maybe I haven't slept yet..." She hesitated for a while, and finally felt that this might not be a good opportunity to meet new neighbors, and she could also thank them for helping her mother bring so many things back from the supermarket last time.

I heard that the opposite door is a young man, and it is not yet 9 o'clock, so the young man should not go to bed so early.Thinking of this, Zhang Moyan simply took the envelope and went upstairs.

Standing in front of the door opposite 302, she tidied her clothes and hair a little, and then rang the doorbell on the wall with her hand.

"Ding dong, ding dong..."

The bell rang loudly at the door, and at the same time, a man's voice was heard asking from a distance: "Who is it?"

"I'm a neighbor from 301 across the door!" Zhang Moyan hurriedly identified himself through the door, "Your gas bill has been delivered to my house, and I'll send it to you!"

After waiting for a while, footsteps came from far and near.

With a "click", the door in front of him was pulled open.

"Hello..." Zhang Moyan raised his breath and was about to say hello, when he saw the person who opened the door, he was stunned.

(End of this chapter)