On this day, Sang Xiaoyu went home from the morning market and made a random meal. All her rest time was concentrated in this short period of time.
Go out to the morning market at four o'clock, go home at seven o'clock, shop open at eight o'clock, and set off at eight-thirty.
She spent more than an hour dazed for a while.
Not five minutes after she lay down, she heard the sound of messy footsteps in the yard, and it was not a person's. When she got up with difficulty to get off the kang, the door was smashed loudly.
Who does she think this is? Sister Sun has the key, and besides, this is not her style. Besides Sister Sun, there is Fei Jiani in her house.
Since the one hundred thousand yuan incident, Fei Jiani rarely even called her, let alone visiting her. Few people knew that she had moved to this place, and even if she wanted to pay for a debt, she would go to her mother's house first.
She opened the door latch and the first thing she saw was Li Junhao, followed by two men who were as tall and thick as him.
Li Junhao didn't even look at her, kicked the door wide open, and rushed in, cursing and saying: "Hide here, I can find you even if the cat goes to the mouse hole."
He looked back at Sang Xiaoyu and continued to drive straight in. When he realized that the person in front of him was the original canna-like Sang Xiaoyu, he was stunned.
Like a sudden brake, it stops at the local level.
He never imagined that in less than a year, Sang Xiaoyu would transform from her original noble and refined temperament with white teeth and red lips into an out-and-out country woman.
Her hair was disheveled, and her face looked like a dried salted fish, stiff and dull. Her hand that opened the door had a gape in it, and her outfit was even more vulgar.
Li Junhao really couldn't believe that the woman in front of him was the beautiful and innocent girl in his mind, the innocent girl who rolled her eyes when she met him.
Sang Xiaoyu ignored his disappointed look. As soon as he walked in, Sang Xiaoyu understood his purpose.
She said succinctly, "I treat you as a friend, so when I have some money, I don't pay it back to you first. I have paid off all the neighbors, thinking that you are my best friend... If you are in a hurry for money
, well, starting from tomorrow, I will pay you back first."
After saying that, he went into the house and pulled out a cardboard box from under the cabinet, and opened the box with his cracked hands.
He took out one, two and five yuan worth of money and said, "These are the change I need to make for selling goods. I'll give them to you first. Check it out. There may be four or five hundred."
Li Junhao originally came to investigate. He heard that Sang Xiaoyu had paid back all the money. Some people said that Sang Xiaoyu had come back to life again and that he was now a small boss...
Now, looking at the house where Sang Xiaoyu lives, it is simply not a place where people live.
Li Junhao suddenly remembered the idiom "a house with only four walls", but he felt the dilapidation and desolation of his home.
In addition to a quilt on the kang, there are two lame stools in the yard that others have discarded, and there is not even a TV.
He kept looking at this home that he could see in just a few seconds, using this fake gesture to hide his inner sadness.
Look at the woman he admires in front of him. She is wearing a yellow military coat, which is incompatible with the warm weather.
Sang Xiaoyu hurriedly explained that the morning market was too cold.
Li Junhao looked at her who was a little timid. It turned out that the handsome and noble girl had long lost her appearance. All the beauty only existed in his memory. The woman in front of him seemed to be a symbol.
Look at her stretched out hand again. This is still the hand holding a brush to draw designs. This hand is not only gray and bald, but also full of cracks. The nails are also black, like a naughty child.
Li Junhao, a man, felt soft in his heart for a moment. He was moved by this woman who looked noble and arrogant but had a strong heart.
If he tried every means to get close to her because he liked her, it was because of his childhood sweetheart understanding and love, then at this moment Sang Xiaoyu awakened the tender feelings deep in his heart, and he no longer had the domineering attitude he had when he first entered the room and said:
"How did you get yourself to this point? What are you doing? Originally, I planned to ask for money, but seeing you like this, forget it, I am living a much better life than you.
Why are you disobedient? If you find a man to marry, will your life be easier?"
Sang Xiaoyu was speechless.
"He hasn't come back yet? Is there any letter?"
Sang Xiaoyu shook his head.
Seeing that Sang Xiaoyu didn't want to talk, Li Junhao stopped asking and said, "I'm a man and I keep my word. I don't want the eight thousand yuan! If you still have difficulties, just say it directly and I will help you if I can."
After speaking with pride, he took out the IOU from the small bag he carried with him and tore it into pieces in front of her. Then he waved his hand and threw it into the air with a graceful wave. The scraps of paper were like flowers, fluttering lightly in the wind.
"Do you still want to borrow money?"
"No need." Sang Xiaoyu said hurriedly.
Li Junhao left like this without giving Sang Xiaoyu any chance to explain.
Sang Xiaoyu wanted to chase after him and give him another IOU, but after thinking about it, she stopped.
Li Junhao, who was walking to the door, suddenly turned around, threw a few business cards under the big vat in the yard and said:
"Think of me when you are in trouble. We are the best friends in this life. I can't stand you like this... I am willing to protect you..."
After saying that, he left without looking back.
When Li Junhao left, he kicked over a broken basin that was upside down, and a frightened and huge rat suddenly jumped out from under the basin...
The two buddies who came with him asked him inexplicably as they walked out:
"Brother! She is the beauty you mentioned that feasted our eyes on her? She is the one you mentioned who slept with her for a thousand dollars a time? Brother, what do you think of your eyes, she is the only one? I won't even sleep with you even if I have to pay for it!"
"Shut up!" Li Junhao shouted loudly.
The wind blew all these words into Sang Xiaoyu's ears, and she smiled bitterly. Now she will never be as fragile and sensitive as before.
In the past, she was an unattainable princess in front of Li Junhao, and he was the idol of his heart. Now, although she feels embarrassed about being exposed, she also has the calmness after experiencing hardships.
In the past few years, Sang Xiaoyu’s life has been monotonous and boring. In addition to paying back the money, she still has to pay back the money.
Her emotions are all transformed into one expression, she works mechanically, collects money, and returns the money.
Sang Xiaoyu looked at the ground, silently picked up the business card, and watched the torn IOU flying everywhere in the breeze.
There is no light or shadow on the ground, and it looks extremely dark, like an abyss with no bottom.
She remembered a Chaplin film, the name of which she had forgotten. Anyway, it was a mechanical worker in a factory, holding a tool and screwing screws on the assembly line non-stop, unable to stop.
When he sees a woman's buttons, he also twists them, and when he sees round things, he twists them. She feels like Chaplin, on a never-ending assembly line...