Chapter 97 Xu Hongdou: Am I not worthy? (Please vote for me, recommend me)
Author: Lao Tuo
Chapter 97 Xu Hongdou: Am I not worthy? (Please vote for me, recommend me)
He saw Xu Hongdou stunned in front of him.
Xie Zhiyao's heart thumped, as if something in her heart had been shattered, and then she thought: Did the video of the pony's birth remind her of something sad?
It seems that she cried during the filming that day, her eyes were red, and one couldn't help but pity her.
"Hongdou, do you want to learn to ride a horse? How about I let you ride the pony when it grows up?"
"No need." Xu Hongdou shook his head, pursed his lips and smiled, looked at Xie Zhiyao and said, "I came here just to see the pony. When it grows up, I will have already gone back by then."
As he spoke, Xu Hongdou felt a little sad in his heart.
Growth takes time, and I have been here and have known each other for almost a month. Although there have been unpleasantnesses, conflicts, and frustrations, I have never been able to become friends again.
Not a single WeChat account was added.
Moreover, it seems that in the small courtyard, I and Mr. Ma are the only ones who have no contact information for each other.
Even Nana can now tell the other person on the phone that she is too busy working in the restaurant and can't spare time to learn desserts. But what about herself?
When you want to see the other person, you have to follow Damai to find the other person.
Could it be that the other party was so concerned about Xie Qin coming over to ask him why he was with her because of rumors when they were at the breakfast stall that morning?
But
Xu Hongdou thought, her eyes looking into the distance became complicated.
The person who offends her heart is right next to her, but she doesn't want to say another word to him.
Xu Hongdou's answer also made Xie Zhiyao fall silent. He looked at Zhang Wentao, then looked into the distance, and sighed deeply in his heart.
Compared with him, Zhang Wentao has an obvious advantage. BJ is where Xu Hongdou once worked.
And if Xu Hongdou wants to leave, he should go back to BJ to develop.
Thinking of it, he looked at the two of them: "So, do you still decide to go back to BJ?"
Xu Hongdou said "Yeah": "Maybe go to SH."
"That's right. Your sister is in SH, so it would be nice to have someone to take care of her. What about you?" Xie Zhiyao asked, looking at Zhang Wentao who was looking into the distance.
"Me?" Zhang Wentao tilted his head after hearing this: "It's hard to say, but I want to go back to France. It's also possible to stay in the country, but I can't say yet. It's quite complicated."
Xie Zhiyao nodded and murmured: "France is good, France is good."
After saying that, the three of them seemed to feel melancholy. No one knew what the future would be like, and they seemed unsure...
They sat together in harmony and looked into the distance. They were silent with each other. For a long time, I don't know who among the three sighed first. Xu Hongdou looked at the clouds drifting away in the distance and asked softly: "Do you feel
, time passed very quickly.”
Xie Zhiyao said "hmm", and Zhang Wentao picked up the cold coffee and took a sip.
After a while, Xu Hongdou said softly: "Do you think time will really take away everything and heal everything?"
"Yes. The most ruthless thing is time, and the most gentle thing is time." Xie Zhiyao looked at Xu Hongdou and nodded affirmatively.
Although he didn't know why the other party came here, when he mentioned this problem, it was probably related to emotional injury.
Zhang Wentao was still staring into the distance and said: "Marquez said that time is the best medicine to treat spiritual pain. But it also takes time for good medicine to take effect."
Xu Hongdou said "Pfft", his mood had improved a little due to Xie Zhiyao's words, and now he was being photographed again.
She said helplessly to Zhang Wentao: "I noticed that you seem to really like the book "One Hundred Years of Solitude". No, tell me how you continued reading it?"
"I don't like "One Hundred Years of Solitude", I like Marquez." Zhang Wentao said lightly.
"'Love in the Time of Cholera'?" Xie Zhiyao turned his head.
"Um."
"Then do you like the love in it? I mean..."
"I think..."
Hearing that Xie Zhiyao and Zhang Wentao suddenly chatted about 'classical literature', Xu Hongdou rolled his eyes at them both speechlessly, and complained about these two people in his heart:
Men are really strange creatures. They seem to be able to express their opinions and hold a debate on anything they catch.
One lamented the ruthlessness and tenderness of time, and the other said that time is good medicine but it may not work quickly; one said that he liked Marquez, and the other talked about another of his works...
It gives me a headache just listening to it.
But looking at the lively discussion between the two, she suddenly felt curious about what these two books wrote that could cause such a heated discussion between the two.
Do I really have to go back and read them all?
She couldn't help but shudder when she thought of something.
…
Time came leisurely at night.
After a "friendly and profound" discussion, Zhang Wentao returned to Youfeng Xiaoyuan with a hoarse voice. After having dinner outside, he chatted with Damai and Mr. Ma at home for a while, and then went to his own room.
After a day's rest, the body and mind are quite happy.
But at night, he still had a lot to do, not only replying to emails, but also helping Mr. Ma to ask for information. Looking at the recipes and training materials that were sent to him, he decided to sort them out and take time to print them out tomorrow.
After it's done, give it to Mr. Ma.
But I have to say hello to Mr. Ma about this, as he is quite anxious.
Thinking about it, Zhang Wentao picked up the mobile phone placed aside.
Xu Hongdou went to Xie Zhiyao's home.
Grandma Xie made braised chicken and invited her to eat it together.
But today, partly because of the long argument, Xie Zhiyao's throat was not feeling well, so she spoke very little at the dinner table. Grandma Xie was the one who kept her talking about home affairs.
She likes to listen to Grandma Xie telling stories about her past. It seems that those ordinary life stories are full of all kinds of bitterness and bitterness of life, but without losing the beautiful side.
"Mr. Xie, oh, Hongdou is here too."
Ma Ye, who was thinking about Zhang Wentao's reliability, walked into the courtyard with a smile. Now everything is ready, only money is needed. And the person who can help him solve the problem of "Dongfeng" is in this small courtyard.
"Master Ma, why don't we eat something together? Braised chicken."
Xu Hongdou was very happy when she saw Mr. Ma coming, but she immediately thought that if Zhang Wentao hadn't been rude to Grandma Xie last time, he would be at this dinner table right now.
I had some little emotions in my heart.
Mr. Ma smiled coquettishly, and after saying hello to Grandma Xie, he said, "I won't eat the chicken anymore. I have a conference call later."
With that said, he raised his hand and asked Xie Zhiyao to go out and chat with him.
He was a little embarrassed to talk about money in front of Xu Hongdou.
"Grandma, Hongdou, you guys eat first." Xie Zhiyao smiled and put down the bowl and chopsticks. He had already solved the matter for Mr. Ma. If it weren't for Zhang Wentao's sudden visit today, he originally planned to go find him in the afternoon.
Take it from Mr. Ma.
The two of them smiled and walked out of the house and came to the small courtyard.
Although they were communicating in a low voice, Xu Hongdou could still hear the content of the few words clearly.
While the two were chatting, Ma Ye's old Nokia suddenly rang. He took it out and looked at the call information, smiled apologetically at Xie Zhiyao, then answered the phone and said, "Hello, Wen
Tao, give me the information tomorrow? Okay, okay..."
Hearing the word "Wen Tao", Xu Hongdou felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.
What she cares about is not what information Zhang Wentao prepares for Master Ma, but...
Master Ma glanced at his phone and knew who was calling.
This means that among the people in the small courtyard, only I am not... Could it be that because they are destined to be separated, they will not contact each other in the future?
Am I not worthy?
"Love in the Time of Cholera", popularly understood as telling the story of a love triangle that lasted for more than half a century, is really a very classic work. If you are interested, you can read it.
It is just a metaphor for Xu Hongdou, Zhang Wentao, and Xie Zhiyao. It does not mean that the three of them will start a love triangle. Please do not over-interpret it.