Nostalgia.

"Oh, you forgot about me?" Zhao Tingting said again.

Chen Liang smiled and asked, "How are we going? When are we going?"

Chen Liang changed the subject.

"I'll be there in a bit. You can drop the car off at home first, then I'll head home too, and I'll come pick you up from your place."

Zhao Tingting knew about Chen Liang's family.

I once visited Chen Liang's home.

When Chen Liang's child celebrated his birthday.

"Where is your well?" Chen Liang asked.

"Don't worry about it, just leave it like that. I'll come and water it whenever I feel like it."

"Okay, okay, I'll be going now. Do you remember my house?"

"Remember."

"OK."

Chen Liang got on the bus.

Zhao Tingting watched from the side.

Watching Chen Liang get into the car and drive away, Zhao Tingting quickly turned around, stopped the well, grabbed her hoe, got on her electric bike, and headed back to her home in the village…

Zhao Tingting owns a house in the county town.

She herself is from the county town, just like Xiao Liang.

This is just her mother-in-law's house.

Chen Liang never imagined she would be watering the fields at home.

No, no, water the trees.

Chen Liang and Zhao Tingting used to be very close.

The two of them had been to karaoke bars many times.

At that time, Zhao Tingting had gone through a divorce with her husband, who was having an affair.

Whether it still exists or not, Chen Liang doesn't know.

Perhaps there are more.

Chen Liang once heard that the mistress had given birth to a son for Zhao Tingting's man.

How could it have fallen apart?

How could we have broken up?

Perhaps, Zhao Tingting is at home alone right now.

Once, when Zhao Tingting was lost in her sorrow, she got drunk. Outside her residential compound, when Chen Liang was taking her home, Chen Liang hugged her.

It was just a hug.

There was no kiss.

Chen Liang felt that they should have kissed then.

You should give Zhao Tingting a kiss.

Chen Liang drove home.

Park the car properly.

After entering the house, he changed his clothes and waited for Zhao Tingting to arrive.

About half an hour later, Zhao Tingting arrived.

Chen Liang heard the car outside and came out. Zhao Tingting had parked her car right outside Chen Liang's gate.

Chen Liang locked his door.

I got into Zhao Tingting's car.

"Where to?" Chen Liang asked Zhao Tingting while fastening his seatbelt.

What do you think?

Zhao Tingting was driving.

Chen Liang pondered, "Let's go somewhere cheap and affordable."

"The old train station restaurant?"

"Can."

The Old Station Restaurant is a long-established restaurant that has been around for many years.

The boss has changed twice already.

It's said that the current female bosses are quite charming.

The food was delicious and the portions were generous.

There are a lot of people.

"Let's find a single room when we get there," Chen Liang said.

He felt that he and Zhao Tingting should never eat in public; they should find a private room.

"Okay. Have you been there before?"

"I've been there before, but I haven't been there recently."

"There are beautiful women there," Zhao Tingting said with a smile.

Chen Liang smiled as well.

After a drive of more than ten minutes, the two arrived in the county town.

Passing by the old train station.

Zhao Tingting said, "I'll drop off the car first, and then we'll walk to the restaurant."

"it is good."

Chen Liang knew that Zhao Tingting was going to drink.

Zhao Tingting has a high alcohol tolerance; she can usually drink a jin (500ml) of alcohol.

I wonder if she'll cause trouble to go to a karaoke bar again after getting drunk this time?

In the past, she would always get drunk and insist on going to karaoke bars.

Chen Liang glanced at her.

Zhao Tingting is a beautiful woman.

She used to be a beautiful woman.

She has many suitors.

However, Chen Liang never pursued her; in his eyes, Zhao Tingting was just one of his buddies.

He treated her like a man.

Zhao Tingting's home is located behind the old bus station, in a small high-rise building without property management.

Zhao Tingting arrived and parked her car downstairs at her apartment building.

Chen Liang had been to her home.

I've been up there.

I can't remember which floor it was.

But I know the elevator is terrible.

Chen Liang didn't know why Zhao Tingting wanted to buy such a building.

"Are we going to visit your home again?" Zhao Tingting asked as she got out of the car.

Chen Liang shook his head: "No."

Chen Liang once drank at Zhao Tingting's house and got so drunk that he vomited.

That time, Chen Liang drank continuously, finishing his lunch and then drinking in the evening.

Chen Liang felt ashamed.

It's so embarrassing.

But there was nothing there.

Because he and Zhao Tingting are very familiar with each other.

Zhao Tingting took two bottles of wine out of the car.

Wuliangye.

Chen Liang said, "Take so much? You can't drink it all. Take just one bottle."

Zhao Tingting thought for a moment and then changed to another bottle.

I shook the bottle.

"This is half a jin, one and a half bottles, which is enough for the two of us."

"OK."

Chen Liang knew that Zhao Tingting was going to drink heavily again tonight.

Perhaps, the knot in her heart from the past has not yet been untied.

I still hold a grudge!

The two took the wine and walked towards the old train station restaurant.

Zhao Tingting had already changed her clothes.

She changed into a skirt.

A black dress.

Spring skirt.

In Chen Liang's memory, Zhao Tingting always wore skirts; it seemed she rarely wore pants.

The weather is getting warmer now, it's a good time to wear spring dresses.

Even in winter, Chen Liang felt that Zhao Tingting seemed to be wearing a skirt.

Winter skirt.

The two walked side by side, their figures flowing freely.

"Where is your husband?" Chen Liang asked.

"Don't mention him, he's out of town."

"oh."

With just one sentence, Chen Liang knew that the anger in Zhao Tingting's heart had not yet subsided.

She was rich, but she was a bitter woman.

She was almost a very resentful and bitter woman.

But no matter how much she complained, she would not hurt Chen Liang.

Chen Liang was well aware of this.

The two walked through two traffic lights and arrived at the old station restaurant.

Come in.

The charming proprietress came to greet us.

The proprietress is indeed pretty.

A smiling face.

Chen Liang felt that this woman looked similar to Xiao Qiao, like a grown-up Xiao Qiao.

However, it really isn't as small and pretty as it used to be.

They're just similar.

"What would you like to eat?" the proprietress asked in a sweet, melodious voice.

Zhao Tingting came here.

She looked at the dishes.

The proprietress looked at Chen Liang and Zhao Tingting.

Chen Liang looked at the proprietress and then at Zhao Tingting.

"Give me a private room," Zhao Tingting said, looking at the dishes.

"Okay, 203."

"No, 206."

"Okay, 206."

Zhao Tingting knew that 203 had no windows and was a small, enclosed room.

Room 206 has a window and is relatively larger.

Zhao Tingting chose three dishes.

Why choose three dishes?

She and Chen Liang were already very familiar with each other, so there was no need to worry about the number of dishes; otherwise, they would be wasting food.

Two dishes might not be enough.

That's why I chose three dishes.

It has both meat and vegetables.

That's enough for the two of them to drink.

That's enough time for the two of them to drink and chat to pass the time.

The two walked upstairs.

Zhao Tingting was in front, and Chen Liang was behind.

Zhao Tingting swayed her skirt.

Her ankles were exposed.

Her ankles are beautiful.

However, Chen Liang had never witnessed it in its entirety.

I didn't even touch it.

They went up to the second floor, to room 206, and sat down.

Zhao Tingting sat down opposite Chen Liang.

Chen Liang could spot her at a glance.

She saw his face and body, the one she longed for day and night, yet who held no sexual desire for her.

It didn't exist before, but it does exist now.

Zhao Tingting opened the wine.

Pour the wine.

A small plate of pickled vegetables was served, free of charge.

Peanuts and celery.

Zhao Tingting picked up the glass of wine.

He said to Chen Liang, "Come on, have a drink first."

She is a woman who loves to drink.

A woman who likes to drink.

A woman who, tormented by life, has fallen in love with drinking.