“I want to confess something to you.” Zhang Tan said to Su Lan on the other side of the sofa.
Su Lan looked up at him with bright eyes, "What?"
Zhang Tan's Adam's apple twitched twice, and he paused for a moment before saying: "The negative news about me on the Internet was actually written by me. It was when I was a sophomore in college. At that time, I was arrogant and ignorant, so I would say that.
If you say disrespectful words, what I want to tell you is that I have deeply realized that those words are very irresponsible and do not represent my true thoughts at all."
Su Lan looked at him in surprise. She was not surprised that he said those words, but she was shocked that he was so honest.
Actually, based on Zhang Tan’s past comments, she somewhat guessed that those words may not have been said by Zhang Tan, but it was probably him.
“Then what?” Su Lan asked.
Zhang Tan said: "I'm telling you this because I don't want to hide anything from you. I want to show you the truest version of me."
Su Lan: "But you know, you remind me of your bad reputation and the things you do. No girl will mind at all."
"It's true that I used to be a scumbag, and I won't run away from that. Looking back on the things I did, I was indeed quite scumbag. But after graduation, I decided to bid farewell to the past completely. Now I am a brand new me.
You can see Zhang Tan who is completely different from the past."
Su Lan was silent for a moment and said, "Maybe I just saw what I should have seen."
Zhang Tan: “……”
Su Lan: "I know I'm being too pretentious. In fact, from the moment I honestly fell in love with you, I told myself to fully accept you, accept a brand new you, and accept your past, because these are composed together,
It's you, it's Zhang Tan. I can't separate them. I thought I could accept these and not mind them at all. But when I saw those comments on the Internet, I found that I couldn't face them calmly. I didn't want to harm them.
If you stay with me, you will be dug up sooner or later. By then, you may have to suffer cyber attacks that are ten or a hundred times more ferocious than this time. You cannot withstand the scrutiny under a magnifying glass. You
Your career will be ruined."
Zhang Tan was silent for a moment and said with a smile: "Then I want to thank you, thank you for thinking about me."
“I’m serious, please don’t do this, please.”
…“Then how did you decide?”
Su Lan was also silent for a while and then said: "I think we should calm down with each other for a while."
Hearing this, Zhang Tan looked disappointed, nodded, and said nothing more.
The two sat in silence for a while. Su Lan stood up and said goodbye. Yang Zhu appeared outside the Little Red Horse Courtyard at some unknown time and drove the car.
Zhang Tan stood on the steps and watched Su Lan leave.
Su Lan turned her back to him, walked neither fast nor slowly, and said in a voice that Zhang Tan couldn't hear: "Call me quickly~"
Zhang Tan didn’t call her, and she didn’t pause or look back at all. She walked out of the little red horse and got on the car under Yang Zhu’s surprised eyes, like a drop of water, merged into the sea of traffic.
Zhang Tan was extremely disappointed. He sat down on the steps and stared at the quiet courtyard in a daze. His mind was in a tangle of thoughts. He had a lot to think about, but he didn't think of anything and couldn't figure out a single clue.
Suddenly there was a soft sound next to him, and a small body sat down next to him. He looked sideways and saw that it was Xiaobai coming.
Xiaobai was wearing sea-blue sandals. Her little feet were taken out of the sandals and her toes were moving constantly. Her trousers were rolled up, her sleeves were rolled up, her face was red, her eyes were shining, and there was sweat on her forehead.
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She sat on the steps next to Zhang Tan, resting her elbows on her knees and supporting her little face with her palms. She looked at him, smiled, said nothing, and sighed, with a hint of sadness on her red face.
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Zhang Tan also smiled at her and said nothing. The two of them just sat on the steps, staring at the quiet little red horse in a daze.
No matter how difficult the night is, it will pass. The next morning, the morning light is already bright, the sun rises slowly on the sea level, the sound of birds sounds in the Little Red Horse Academy, and in the bedroom with the curtains drawn, there is a faint beeping sound.
The beeping sound was the chirping of a cockerel hidden in the corner. The chirping of small insects that always disturbed sleep in the past made Zhang Tan, who had insomnia, fall asleep peacefully last night.
The alarm clock rang, Zhang Tan turned over in bed, opened his eyes, and woke up from his sleep.
He opened his eyes and stared at the dark ceiling in a daze for a while, then turned to look at the window. Although the curtains were tightly drawn, a few rays of morning light still managed to come in.
Zhang Tan got up and opened the curtains. The bright morning light made him squint his eyes, and he covered them with his hands. After a while, he let go after he got used to them. He heard auditory hallucinations in his ears.
“Boss Zhang, come down and have some fun.”
It was as if Xiaobai appeared in front of him and asked him to go down and play.
“Boss Zhang~~You were so early.”
This auditory hallucination is quite real.
“Uncle~~~~ come down and play.”
This is too real. Zhang Tan lowered his head and looked downstairs. Ah, there really was a cute little melon boy looking up at him with a smile on his face.
“Xiaobai??? Why are you here? So early!”
“Goose goose~~~Look, I brought you breakfast. Come down and play. I’ll wait for you.”
“Ah? When did you come?”
“Let’s chat when we’re here.”
“Why don’t you come up? I’ll brush my teeth and wash my face.”
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Xiao Bai carried breakfast and ran into the building with brisk steps. After a while, there was a knock on the door. Zhang Tan opened the door, and Xiao Bai, who was full of energy, appeared in front of him.
"Here you go." Xiaobai handed Zhang Tan the breakfast, which was tiger claws, bean curd, and scallion pancakes.
Zhang Tan took it and asked, "What about you? Have you eaten it?"
Xiaobai nodded and said she had eaten. She sat on her little stool and looked at Zhang Tan curiously, wondering why he slept so late today. It was already half past seven in the morning, and Zhang Tan was running in the yard at this time in the past.
A few laps.
Zhang Tan asked Xiaobai to sit here, and he went to brush his teeth and wash his face, and then came back to have breakfast. Xiaobai sat aside, talking to him, and suddenly asked him if he was in a better mood.
Zhang Tan was stunned for a moment, "How did you know I was in a bad mood?"
“Humph, I just know it.” Xiaobai shook his little feet.
Zhang Tan thought of Xiaobai and him sitting on the steps for a long time last night, and felt warm in his heart. It turned out that this little guy felt that he was in a bad mood at that time, so he came to accompany him.
The words he wanted to deny suddenly disappeared without a trace. He smiled and said frankly: "There are many, thank you for your concern."
Xiaobai said happily: "You're welcome. Hurry up and eat the breakfast Xiaobai bought for you. Xiaobai bought it himself."
Zhang Tan smiled and said, "Really? How do you know that I like to eat tiger claws?"
Xiaobai shook his little head proudly.
After breakfast, the two of them went to the yard. The sun was shining brightly. They took a walk for a while, and Xiaobai went on the slide for a while. Aunt Huang came and said that she would dry the quilts for the children today and called them to help.
Children’s quilts are all kinds of strange, colorful, small and cute.
Xiaobai carried his quilt out and handed it to the director's aunt to dry on the clothesline in the yard.
“Whose is this?”
Zhang Tan asked about one of the small quilts that was covered with mountains of meat and faced the sea. The little white goose laughed and said it was made of pomegranates.
Aunt Huang took Liuliu's quilt and let her dry it in the sunniest place, because this small quilt was the dirtiest. It was full of saliva marks and couldn't be washed away.
