If we were not married

Unexpectedly, as soon as I finished, Qi Jia looked serious to me: "Lin Qi, can we stop talking about this? I just want to take you to eat now. I haven't seen you for a long time. Now I want to see you and eat!"

I listened to what Qi Jia said to me, but I couldn't help but pretend. I was so good at pretending. Indeed, I was worried about Qi Jia's mother, Ms. Chen Huiru, but I didn't expect that her son seemed more "calm" than me.

This is simply unreasonable, so I gently hooked the corner of my lips and said to Qi Jia, "what's the situation with your mother now? I think if she's not too serious, let's say goodbye here, because I came back from leave recently, so I'm in a hurry..."

As soon as I heard that I was leaving, I suddenly felt that there was a stronger strength behind me. He held me tightly. I hurried back, but it was Qi Jia's scum man again.

"Lin Qi, listen to me. My mother wants to see you, so I let you come back. If it brings you any trouble, please forgive me."

Qi Jia's words seem to be a little affectionate.

But I know, now I, is not easy, through the lessons of blood, in exchange for.

"Forgive? Qi Jia, you still want me to forgive you," I said to him, glancing my lips. "It seems that the person who forgives you should not be me!"

I listen, Qi Jia is still asking for forgiveness for me, but I can't help but interrupt him, because I know that I'm not the virgin, so I can't unconditionally forgive a person who once hurt me and my children.

Therefore, I have no intention at all. Give Qi Jia some hope and I will forgive him.

Because once you have given hope, tearing it up with your own hands can only be more cruel than never.

Perhaps Qi Jia finally realized that I hated him in my heart, and his explanation to me was not worth mentioning compared with my hatred and anger towards him.

So he didn't bother to explain. He just came up to me and wanted to take my hand, but he was ruthlessly interrupted by me.

In this way, I saw that the expression on his face was inexplicably embarrassed, but he didn't want to touch me anymore, which made me feel better.

When I was led by Qi Jia into a small shop selling wonton on the street, I was a little surprised, but I found that the shop was not far from the university I studied before.

And the only purpose of his doing so is to think hard and want to please me.

Although I saw through his mind, I still pretended to turn a blind eye on my face. Only when I just took a bite of the wonton brought by the shopkeeper, I found that the skin of the wonton was a little crispy, but the meat inside was very fresh, soft and chewy.

This taste, like the past, really reminds me of some nostalgic plots, but my heart is inexplicably moved.

The shopkeeper looked at the TV carelessly, turned back from time to time, looked at the pedestrians in the street outside and looked at me.

All the feelings are the same as in the past. At that time, I was full of longing for myself and Qijia's future, but I didn't understand that the reality is far from perfect as I imagined until many things and my own experience.

"It's still the same as before..." I hit my mouth while chewing wonton.

In fact, as soon as I finished, I began to regret, because I couldn't help saying something from my heart just now in front of this scum man.

And my words, soon, let the Qi Jia listener on one side have a heart.

"Do you like it? Lin Qi, if you like it, eat another bowl. I'll pay for it. You can eat it boldly," Qi Jia said to me with a flattering face.

However, I calmly refused him: "no, another bowl will change the taste."

"Really? It hasn't changed. It's still the taste of the past," said Qi Jia, looking a little dull.

At this moment, he was not as smart as he used to be, because although I said wonton, he didn't recognize my pun.

A lot of things, the taste will change again.

So he and I, Qi Jia, will never go back.

When I finished eating wonton and got up, Qi Jia saw me put down the dishes and chopsticks and asked me, "don't you want another bowl?"

"Well, no," I waved my hand and said to Qi Jia. As soon as I finished, I shouted to the shopkeeper not far away, "boss, check out."

"Oh, OK," said the boss who was watching the TV series. When he saw me and said he wanted to pay the bill, he quickly turned back and was about to come to me. At this time, Qi Jia stopped me and said to me, "Linqi, I'd better come. I said I'd invite you to dinner. I'll invite you."

I didn't say much. After all, Qi Jia's pay is nothing compared with what I have paid.

When Qi Jia saw that I didn't stop him, he looked at me with a strange expression on his face. Then he went to pay, and I was the moment he paid, so I turned and walked out of the wonton shop.

Watching the documentary about Binyang international on the road, I couldn't help thinking of Gu Binyang.

I haven't contacted him since I got off the plane. Where is he now? Is he doing well now? I put my hands in my coat pocket, but my mood was a little leisurely.

"What's the matter? What are you thinking?" when Xu saw me lowering my head, Qi Jia said to me, "Oh, this is the publicity of Binyang international. What's the matter? What reminds you? Do you think I'm not as rich as Gu Binyang?"

Qi Jia said to me, pursed her lips and said, "but Lin Qi, you know, there are many women in the world, but Gu Binyang has only one. Fortunately, you have to trust me. If you forgive me and we can be together again, I will make you the happiest woman in the world..."

Although I didn't directly refute Qi Jia's words, I didn't remind him. His words made me feel very familiar.

Many years ago, when he was reluctant to pursue me, he told me with a dream that he would make me the happiest woman in the world.

Now he talks about it again, no doubt in the hope that I can come back to him and be with him again.

I unconsciously put a ironic smile on my lips. Although I have been suppressing the expression on my face, I still can't help smiling in my heart.