Chapter 97 It doesn’t matter even if they are just friends
Song Jun was lying on the bed looking at the moonlight outside the window, and remembered a poem he had read recently that fit his current mood.
The person left is speechless and the moon is silent. The bright moon has light and people are affectionate. After leaving, people miss you like the moon. The water in the clouds reaches the city. (Li Ye's "Farewell on a Bright Moon Night")
Today is the day when Meng Ziyu goes home. I secretly went to see her off. Seeing her standing in the square in front of the station and looking around, I felt very uncomfortable. I didn’t know if she was waiting for me, or maybe someone else. I was irritated.
Turning over, she picked up her phone and turned on the screen. The screen saver was when she saw the panda being cute when they went to the zoo, and she was also cute by her slightly exaggerated expression.
Song Jun turned off her cell phone and put her hands under her head, lying on her back. What was she doing? She should have returned home by this time, right? She had not seen her family for so long and was happy to forget about her, right? Will her family members be happy?
What about urging her to go on a blind date?
Thinking of this, a scene appeared in his mind of Meng Ziyu and a man having a pleasant conversation in a cafe. The next second, they appeared holding hands and facing him. Meng Ziyu didn't even look at him.
As they passed each other, he couldn't hear what the two said, but he could see the happiness in the eyes of the person he longed for.
The scene quickly changed again, and Meng Ziyu was seen wearing a wedding dress and holding a bouquet, walking towards the man whose face he couldn't see clearly during the sweet wedding march. He wanted to stop her but his hand passed through her body. He could only watch helplessly.
Meng Ziyu married someone else amidst the prayers of the priest and the blessings of everyone.
Suddenly Song Jun felt dizzy in front of his eyes. When he recovered, he saw Meng Ziyu sitting alone by the window crying, with a cute child sleeping soundly in a stroller next to him. Just as he was about to comfort her, he saw Meng Ziyu slowly and slowly
Looking up, Song Jun was stunned. He couldn't believe that the woman in front of him with a haggard face, yellow hair and skinny bones was the one he longed for. She was still so beautiful and charming before. At this time, the door was kicked open by someone, and Meng Ziyu
He got up and started arguing with the person who came. Then he heard a loud slap in the face. Song Jun wanted to go up and teach the man a lesson, but he couldn't touch him either. Later, the man slammed the door and left, leaving only Meng Ziyu hugging him.
The waking child cries.
I don't know how much time passed, but Meng Ziyu put the sleeping child on the crib and went into the bathroom to freshen up with an expressionless face. Song Jun saw her take out a sleeveless long sleeveless dress with a bright red irregular skirt from the cabinet.
Qun knew that she was about to change clothes, so she turned around hurriedly, and the next second she saw Meng Ziyu had already changed clothes and was sitting in front of the dressing table, lost in thought. She sighed and carefully put on makeup.
She seemed to have returned to her previous appearance. Then she took out a white box from a drawer and took out the contents and put it away. Song Jun was stunned when he saw it. It was the bracelet he gave her.
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Meng Ziyu stood up and kissed the sleeping child, opened the window and sat on the window frame. She seemed to feel Song Jun's presence in the room, smiled towards his position, and fell back resolutely.
"No!"
Song Jun woke up from his dream, touched the cold sweat on his forehead, picked up his mobile phone and checked that it was only one o'clock in the morning, only half an hour later. He got up and walked into the bathroom. Cold water was poured on his strong body, which made him sober up.
.When I think of the dream just now, my heart still beats in panic. Everything is so real.
Lying on the bed again, Song Jun repeatedly picked up the phone, hesitating on the dial button with his thumb. In the end, he did not make the call. Maybe she had already fallen asleep, so he would call her at dawn.
Meng Ziyu's ticket was for 5:16 pm, and it was already 11 pm when she arrived at her destination. When she came out of the station, she saw her parents waiting for her in the cold wind, and tears blurred her eyes.
It is said that mothers are worried when their children travel thousands of miles. At this time, every parent looks forward to the early return of the wanderer in a foreign land.
"Dad! Mom!"
Dropping the suitcase in his hand, Meng Ziyu ran over and gave them a big hug. The family of three were chatting and laughing on the way back, and snowflakes suddenly started to fall in the sky again, as if they were welcoming the wanderers back home.
"It's too late today. Go to bed early. I won't be able to say much until tomorrow."
Meng Ziyu's father watched the mother and daughter chattering non-stop. He had long lost his place on the bed. Although he was complaining, the joy in the corners of his face could not be deceived.
Meng Ziyu looked at her watch and it was already one o'clock in the morning. After giving her mother a good night kiss, she went out. When she entered her room, she was filled with emotion. Everything in it was intact, but every corner was spotless.
It can be seen that even though I am in a foreign country, my parents still come to clean the house often. The four-piece suit on the bed is a new beige Mickey design. In the past, my mother always said that she was still so childish at this age, but she still remembers her daughter’s little one.
She was young and immature. When she snuggled into the quilt, she could still smell the fresh smell after being exposed to the sun. This smell was something Meng Ziyu had liked since she was a child. She felt that it would make her feel safe.
After a good night's sleep, it was already ten o'clock when I opened my eyes. The outside was already covered in snow when I opened the curtains. The snowflakes were blown by the cold wind and fell to the ground. On the roof, there were all kinds of people who were not afraid of the cold.
On the branches of evergreen trees. Children seem to be born not afraid of the cold. They chase each other in the snow. Even if they fall down by chance, they just pat the snow on their bodies and continue to laugh and play. The atmosphere is joyful.
It seemed that it was also infected with the adults. I don’t know who started it first. Soon, you started throwing me at me and I attacked you at once.
After Meng Ziyu washed up, she saw her mother at the dining table, beckoning her over to eat, milk oatmeal porridge, brown sugar cakes, crystal siomai, pumpkin steamed cakes, homemade sugar garlic and braised beef shanks. These ordinary meals can best embody the fireworks of the world.
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Meng Ziyu's home is a very ordinary community house with a floor area of 130 yuan per household. It's not that she can't afford a bigger house, but she just thinks it's unnecessary. A small house can bring out the warmth of a family. She eats slowly
While mom was cooking, dad was reading today's latest newspaper on the sofa, while mom was clearing away the dishes in the kitchen and planning what delicious food to make for her daughter at noon.
In the days before the Chinese New Year, Meng Ziyu not only stayed at home with her parents, but also went to see some of Chen Xiaonian's best friends whom she hadn't seen for a long time. Occasionally, she would think of Song Jun when she was alone, but she would deliberately ignore it.
"Meng Ziyu, you are really getting colder and colder. No wonder it started snowing the day you came home. You made the sky cry because of the cold!"
In the milk tea shop, Zhang Rongrong's tongue was still so sharp. Although this was Zhang Rongrong's first year of marriage, Chi Shu still decided to accompany her back to her parents' home for the New Year.
"Zhang Rongrong, married people are different. You and your husband often quarrel, right?"
Meng Ziyu would not admit defeat, and the two of them just started bickering with each other. Chen Xiaonian and the three people next to them were laughing from ear to ear. With these two living treasures, they would never be deserted anywhere.
Song Jun called Meng Ziyu as soon as possible after dawn, but unfortunately no one answered.
"Maybe her phone is on silent and she hasn't woken up yet. After all, she came home so late yesterday, so it's normal to sleep in. Maybe she will call me back when she wakes up and sees my call?"
After being beaten several times in succession, Song Jun could only console himself in this way. Because he was from a double-police family and it was approaching the end of the year, he rarely saw his parents. He was used to it. After all, this kind of life had been like this since he was a child.
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From dawn to dusk, Song Jun's eyes never left his mobile phone. Whenever there was the slightest movement, he couldn't wait to open it. What greeted him was disappointment again and again. In the dark living room, Song Jun sat on the sofa and continued to sit in the same position.
For a long time, the mobile phone on the coffee table has been silent for a long time.
Suddenly the lights came on, and he subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands. A weather-stricken woman in a straight police uniform stood at the door. She glanced at her son and thought he was weird.
"Ajun, what's wrong with you? It's dark and you don't turn on the lights."
As a police officer, Song Jun's mother didn't like beating around the bush. Song Jun shook his head and said nothing, picked up his phone and went to the bedroom.
"What do you want to eat tonight?"
At this time, Song Jun's father also came back. It was rare for a family of three to be at home at the same time. Seeing his wife at home, Song Jun's father was surprised. He had not seen his wife for half a month.
"I think there's something wrong with my son's condition. You can talk to him later and I'll make some of your favorite quick dishes."
When Song Jun's mother came out of the bedroom, she had transformed into a housewife. Song Jun's father knocked on Song Jun's door: "Ajun, can I come in?"
After agreeing, Song Jun's father turned the handle and walked in. The darkness in front of him made him instinctively alert. When he saw his son sitting by the bed with his head hanging down, he walked over and patted him on the shoulder.
"Hey brother, can you tell me something?"
There is no harshness in his tone as a father, but rather as if he is teasing his children as friends. Although there are not many opportunities for communication between father and son, Song Jun's father will seize every opportunity to communicate candidly with his son.
This time his son's silence surprised him, which had never happened before.
"Dad, I like someone, but that person always looks forward and backward. No matter how much effort I make, she refuses to take the first step toward me. What should I do?"
Song Jun's father raised his eyebrows. He thought it was something. It turned out that spring was coming for his son. Although his son was still studying, as a father, he was not opposed to falling in love. After all, he did not have to go through ups and downs.
Youth is imperfect.
In fact, Song Jun's family environment is very good. Although he comes from a double police family, he does not feel owed by his parents. On the contrary, his parents have told him since he was a child that they are relatives and friends, and he only needs to do what he thinks is right.
If you can't make up your mind, you can ask them for advice. Of course, the so-called 'right thing' needs to be carefully considered before doing it. What will be the impact and consequences after doing it? If you can't bear it, don't do it. So Xiao Song
Jun has a strong ability to think independently, and often such people are most likely to be trapped by love.
"As the saying goes, people have to overcome the uneven mountains and seas. If she doesn't make it, you can get over it! As long as you work hard, no matter what the outcome is in the end, you will have no regrets."
Song Jun thought for a while, stood up and said firmly: "I want to find her!"
After greeting his parents early the next morning, Song Jun drove all the way north. In his mind, he thought about all the scenes after the two met, unfamiliar, silent, and happy. Thirteen
Not only did Song Jun not feel tired during the hour-long journey, he became even more excited as he got closer to his destination.
After getting off the highway, Song Jun stopped on the side of the road to take a rest. He only knew the community where Meng Ziyu's home was located, but he didn't know which building or household it was. He started the car again, and the trunk was full of gifts.
. He knew that it was not difficult to buy these things in the city where Meng Ziyu's family was located, but this was also a little care of his. But then again, what if she didn't want to see him?
After parking the car, Song Jun entered the community. He stood at a large roundabout and looked around blankly. This should be the center of the community. It took him nearly half an hour to walk from the door to here. The tall buildings around him made him confused.
Let's start. Just when he took out his mobile phone and was about to call Meng Ziyu, it suddenly turned off. He saw that there was still 30% battery left, which completely confused him.
Today is New Year's Eve, and Meng Ziyu went out for a walk. Actually, she didn't have anything to do, she just wanted to walk around by herself. Although she was looking at the road, her thoughts had already drifted to nowhere. Waiting for her
When she came back to her senses, she saw a familiar figure in front of her. It was dark and the lights were dim, which made her a little unbelievable.
"Song Jun?"
Just when he didn't know what to do, Song Jun heard a familiar voice behind him, turned around and saw the person he was looking for. The two just stood there and stared at each other blankly. There was no excitement in the embrace as expected.
, Song Jun approached Meng Ziyu step by step and looked at her condescendingly.
"Why are you here?"
Although he was very shy, Song Jun still reached out and held Meng Ziyu in his arms. This real feeling made him feel at ease.
"I'm coming to find you."
Meng Ziyu's heart trembled. Thousands of kilometers away and the New Year was approaching, how did he come here? Song Jun seemed to feel her doubts and said word by word: "I drove here. If possible, I would like to meet him."
My sister’s parents.”
Meng Ziyu said nothing, Song Jun let go of her and held her shoulders: "Isn't it okay to just treat it as a friend visiting?"
There was a vague request in his voice. As a police academy student, his dignity did not allow him to be humble, but the person facing him was someone he cared about, and he did not want to be too tough.
"It doesn't matter if we are just friends, as long as you don't ignore me."
The sincerity in Song Jun's eyes made Meng Ziyu unable to be cruel, and she walked sideways to him and left a light word: "Let's go."