Admit it, you are a secular and materialistic woman

The taxi was running on the road of the North Fourth Ring Road, heading south.

Zeng Yuqiu didn't have class today. He was a little surprised when he received a call from Qu Fanyi. Hearing Qu Fanyi's voice that was about to cry, saying that she was coming to see him, he blankly gave the address and comforted her: "Come to my house, I'll wait for you."

The taxi took an hour to reach the destination. Qu Fanyi rarely came to the south. When the car arrived, the driver disliked the narrow road and refused to drive in. Qu Fanyi had no choice but to get out of the car and grope around.

This should be a residential area. Densely packed buildings rose from the ground. The distance between the buildings was pitifully small. Looking around, you could only see windows one after another, like a honeycomb. Zeng Yuqiu's address was behind this group of high-rise buildings. There was no concept of a community. There were several bare short tube buildings behind a door. She found the unit building in the address and took another look at the destination, the 5th floor.

The rusty iron door was opened to reveal a dark and haphazardly painted corridor. Qu Fanyi was stunned for a moment, and walked up the stairs one step at a time.

It was noon, but there were no windows or lights in the corridor, and it was pitch black. Qu Fanyi finally climbed to the fifth floor, thinking of his face, her heart pounding.

The door opened quickly, and Zeng Yuqiu, dressed in home clothes, stood in front of Qu Fanyi.

The heating in their house seemed not to be very effective. Even at home, Zeng Yuqiu was still wrapped in a thick cotton jacket. His hair was messy, probably because he stayed at home, and there was a faint beard on his face. When he saw Qu Fanyi, he felt a little embarrassed and touched his head: "Come in."

Zeng Yuqiu's house was a bit old, filled with all kinds of sundries from different eras. There were no windows in the living room, and only a dining table could be placed, so the lights had to be turned on during the day. The house type was a bit strange, with a long and narrow corridor leading to the dim and narrow kitchen. The trash can on the dining table was filled with all kinds of garbage. Even in winter, Qu Fanyi could still smell a rotten smell.

Zeng Yuqiu was having lunch at the moment. The takeaway box contained half-eaten braised chicken with rice. The small space was filled with a strong smell of food. He had no experience in entertaining guests. After hesitating for a moment, he took a pack of disposable chopsticks from the table beside him and handed them over: "Do you want to eat?"

Qu Fanyi subconsciously took a half step back, shook her head, and said, "I've eaten."

Zeng Yuqiu touched her hair and nodded, "Why don't you wait for me in my room first. I'll finish eating soon."

Qu Fanyi thought about it and agreed. Hesitantly looking at the three closed doors, Zeng Yuqiu pointed to the one opposite: "My bedroom."

Only when he opened the door did he find that the room could only accommodate one person to walk back and forth. The room was less than 5 square meters, with a listless piano, a few anime posters on the side wall, a messy quilt on a single bed, an old laptop on it, and a mess of books, records, and a few old boxes under the bed. The curtains were drawn, and the room was facing the busy corridor.

Qu Fanyi didn't know where to sit for a moment. While she was hesitating, Zeng Yuqiu came in and greeted her: "Sit on the bed. It's clean."

As he spoke, he pulled the piano chair and sat down, pointed inside the house, and said self-deprecatingly: "Our house is a bit simple, right? Excuse me. I grew up here when I was a child." As he said this, he pointed to the bed: "I have slept here since I can remember. Do you think the quality of this bed is very good?"

Qu Fanyi smiled.

Suddenly the door was pushed open, and a strange girl with dyed red hair was a little surprised to see Qu Fanyi, but she still smiled at Zeng Yuqiu: "A guest is coming?"

While saying this, she walked straight into the room, walked to Zeng Yuqiu, pushed him away roughly, and approached the pile of sundries on the piano to search. Finally, she found a small pen holder, and poured out a nail clipper from it and put it in the palm of her hand, patted the dust on it, and walked to the door while cutting her nails.

Zeng Yuqiu couldn't help scolding her: "Can you be honest? Throw your nails in my room?"

The girl avoided Zeng Yuqiu, jumped to the door, and made a face, "Does your shabby place need these few nails?"

Zeng Yuqiu laughed and scolded: "Get out."

The red-haired girl looked at Qu Fanyi again, and said in a hurry: "Guest, give him more money later, his business is not good recently and he is angry!"

After saying this, she saw Zeng Yuqiu taking off his slippers and about to hit her, so she quickly dodged and screamed and ran away.

Qu Fanyi's expression could no longer be described as shock, her eyes were wide open. She looked at the door, and after a while, she looked at Zeng Yuqiu: "This...?"

"I'm a tenant. We're familiar with each other, and we're not old or young." Zeng Yuqiu answered, hopping to the door on one foot and picking up the slippers: "This apartment was left to me by my grandma. I live alone and feel lonely, so I just rented out the two rooms to others." He gestured as he spoke: "The girl just now lives in the second bedroom on the south side. A couple lives in the master bedroom. They are resting now. The man is a fitness coach. There is that sound every night."

Qu Fanyi smiled with difficulty, not knowing how to react.

Zeng Yuqiu sat back in her seat and asked again, "What do you want me to do?"

"I..."

She was full of emotions, but couldn't say a word at this moment. After a while, she pointed to the old piano and said, "Do you study music?"

"I learned it in elementary school. Wasn't it popular to learn piano at that time? I studied international politics in college. I was too lazy to find a job after graduation. I just worked here and there. I have only worked in this kindergarten for three years. I mainly like the environment."

"You... don't you plan to take a civil service exam? Something more stable?"

Zeng Yuqiu raised his eyebrows, "That would be so tiring! Isn't I quite comfortable now? I have a salary and a rent of more than 5,000 yuan a month. Together, I can earn nearly 10,000 yuan."

Qu Fanyi's expression was very strange. She opened her mouth but couldn't say anything, so Zeng Yuqiu just looked at her, from the expensive down jacket on her body, to the leather handbag in her hand, and her smooth black hair. She was meticulous and exquisite from head to toe. Finally, he looked away and pulled the corner of his mouth: "You didn't come all the way here just to persuade me to take the civil service exam, right?"

Qu Fanyi lowered her eyes and shook her head.

"My grandmother also advised me before, saying that it would be easier to find a stable job and marry a wife, but I thought, I'm living alone, why should I think so much?" He suddenly smiled, revealing the familiar row of white teeth, and the corners of his mouth raised, forming a bracket at the corner of his lips.

Seeing Qu Fanyi looking at him, he looked away, looked out the window, and said softly: "I am too casual, and girls will suffer if they follow me. I am not a person who lives a stable life. I just want to play the piano and hug a big tree when I am bored."

Qu Fanyi forgot how she got out of Zeng Yuqiu's house.

She only remembered that at the moment she left his house, she subconsciously took a deep breath of fresh air downstairs. She looked down at her dusty sheepskin shoes, the edges of which had been scratched by stones.

She recalled her mood when she drove all the way here. What was it like?

Hong Funu who ran away at night?

Zhuo Wenjun who eloped?

Or Wang Baochuan who dug wild vegetables for thirteen years?

…

You are crazy. Absolutely crazy. She whispered to herself.

Beijing was freezing cold in December. The winter sky was always gray. A gust of cold wind blew, raising the dust on the roadside and slapping it on the face, like a sharp blade, like a slap in the face, enough to wake up all the love brains.

Those rosy dreams, that fleeting wet kiss, that summer rainstorm, those fantasies like roses blooming in the wheat field, ended instantly when she saw the braised chicken rice.

She remembered that every time she encountered every major decision in her life, she would always ask herself: Qu Fanyi, what do you want? Is it real or illusory?

However, today, when she ran away from Zeng Yuqiu's house, she understood that no matter whether it was real or imaginary, the premise of every choice must be to ensure that she could live in a spacious and bright house and have a worry-free life -

Admit it, Qu Fanyi, you are a secular and materialistic woman.

You don't want any love at all.

The pictures that moved her in the past were just a dream that was separated from life, light and fluttering. Indeed, feathers and petals fluttering in the wind are synonymous with romance, but once they fall to the ground, petals and feathers covered with dust, no one is willing to take a second look.

She closed her eyes and thought of her home in the cold wind: the wide, cold marble floor, which always exudes the fragrance of mint and grapefruit, the white marble bathtub, 24-hour constant temperature hot water, blooming flowers, soft electric mattress, and the window view of Chaoyang Park as soon as the door is opened... That is her utopia.

Then, she thought of Chi Wei and Lin Shan, and a feeling of despair surged in her heart--

She was going to lose everything, her home.

No! Thinking of this, Qu Fanyi clenched her fists tightly. She needed to fight again no matter what. She could live without love, but she could never live a poor life. How terrible it was to have a life of love and water! She wanted to go back and do everything she could to protect her position as Mrs. Chi!

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Pushing the door open, the house was dark. Chi Wei turned on the light in the entrance hall and untied his tie. He lowered his head while slipping on his slippers:

The shirt on his chest was wet in a large area.

Those were Lin Shan's tears.

He almost didn't participate in the second half of the class reunion. He planned it for so long and put in so much effort, but he had to disappear because of Lin Shan.

The afternoon sun shone in from the corridor on the second floor. When Lin Shan saw him, two lines of hot tears rolled out. Then, just like last time, she threw herself into his arms, sobbing.

He looked down quietly, looking at her thin shoulders, and suddenly made a strange discovery: he seemed to have become immune to her tears?

Is it because she cried too much, or because his love has become less?

At this moment, he looked at Lin Shan who was crying like a tearful person, but his heart no longer felt the pain of the past. She cried for too long, and he even felt a little bored.

Chi Wei paused, patted her head with his hand, and said, "Don't cry."

Lin Shan cried even harder.

When Lin Shan's tears were almost dry, she suddenly raised her head, hugged his waist tightly with both hands, looked at him, and shouted: "Wei, let's get back together, okay?"

The close contact made Chi Wei stiff. He lowered his head blankly, as if he didn't understand her words: "Ah?"

Lin Shan regarded Chi Wei's stunned as a delayed reaction to ecstasy. She wiped her tears and said more clearly and loudly: "I say, you divorce! I've decided, I want to give you a chance! Marry you again!"

There was a loud bang in his ears, as if all the sounds disappeared. Chi Wei's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief, standing there, motionless.

Lin Shan was even happier. She sniffed, pinched his ears, and cried tenderly, "Stupid Chi Wei, are you stupid?"

Chi Wei felt pain, then realized it, grabbed Lin Shan's hands, pulled them off his ears, took a step back, supported her shoulders, as if he still couldn't believe it: "Are you serious?"

Lin Shan nodded, "I am serious, more serious than ever before." She nodded Chi Wei's head and announced, "Go get a divorce quickly."

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Qu Fanyi turned off her phone and sat in the nugget until late at night. When she realized it, it was already past 11:30 pm. Chi Wei was sitting at home waiting for him.

Seeing her coming back, Chi Wei stood up suddenly and asked anxiously: "Where have you been?"

Qu Fanyi shook her head and looked into his eyes, "Have you been waiting for me?"

Chi Wei was a little irritated: "I have something to tell you."

Qu Fanyi shook her head. She knew that Chi Wei was in the prime of Lin Shan at the moment, and all she could do was delay. Thinking of this, she pushed Chi Wei's hand away weakly: "Let's talk about it in a few days. I'm very tired today." As she spoke, she took off her coat and walked to the bathroom.

"No! I have to tell you now!" Chi Wei caught up with her in a few steps and held her hand.

Qu Fanyi frowned and looked back, looking up at Chi Wei. Her eyes were red and swollen after crying for a day, and the woman's lips were pale. Her voice was very light: "I know you care about her, but shouldn't you also consider my feelings?"

"I..." Chi Wei froze for a moment. He let go of his hand in a daze.

Qu Fanyi took a very long bath on purpose. When she came out of the bathroom, Chi Wei was indeed asleep. The curtains were not drawn, and outside the window was the lonely night light of the winter night.

Qu Fanyi's tears flowed again: she could delay for a while, but not for too long. What if Lin Shan came to her house tomorrow? Or, she would think of another way and find an opportunity to have a child?

What a pitiful woman. She even looked down on herself.

Only then did she realize the risk of being a full-time wife - she had nothing to rely on. If Chi Wei insisted on divorce, what should she do? Of course, she could firmly not divorce, but as a husband, he had a hundred ways to torture her. She could only rely on his conscience. Maybe she could ask her mother-in-law for help, but her mother-in-law was old, how long could she help her? Besides, her mother-in-law was his biological mother, what was she, an outsider?

If they divorced, what would she do after the divorce? She was still young, could she find another man with similar conditions? However, Chi Wei was already the best of the best among her thousands of choices.

Thinking of Zeng Yuqiu, she protected her chest and became afraid, it was too terrible! Almost fell in love with such a man. Fortunately, she withdrew her love for him!

Should she not get married? Not get married? Find a job? But she didn't want to. Being a wife, a mother, a good wife and a good mother, this is her ideal!

She thought about it over and over again, despairing, and encouraging herself: Even if it hurts a layer of skin, she must sit in this position! Several times, she almost cried out, afraid of waking up Chi Wei. She had to bite the pillow tightly, curled up in a corner of the bed, and tears fell.

The man next to her breathed long, as if he was sleeping soundly. Qu Fanyi's heart was like a knife, and she closed her eyes tightly-

Did he dream of Lin Shan?

Did he dream of their sweet and happy life in the future?

Just at this moment, Chi Wei's foot kicked suddenly, and he jumped and woke up. Then, he covered his chest, turned on the desk lamp, and looked around with lingering fear.

It was as if he had the most terrible nightmare in the world.

He took a deep breath, got up, took the cup from the bedside table and drank a few gulps of water, trying to calm himself down. After a long time, he saw Qu Fanyi, who was stunned, and he breathed a sigh of relief. The next second, he leaned down and hugged Qu Fanyi tightly.

He closed his eyes and said with peace of mind: "It's you."

"...Ah?"

Chi Wei held her hand, and he realized that her hand was so cold. He covered it hard, held her face, and said seriously: "Fortunately it's you...Xiaoyi..."

He hugged her tightly in his arms.

The sound of his heartbeat came to her ears, and Qu Fanyi froze in place. The tears on her face had not dried yet. She turned her eyes and looked at Chi Wei in disbelief.

"You...you...what's wrong?"

"I just had a nightmare...so scary..." Chi Wei took a deep breath againAfter several times, he said: "Maybe what happened today was really scary!" "What nightmare did you have?" She felt her throat dry. Chi Wei's voice trembled slightly, and he answered as if he was still in shock: "I, I dreamed that my wife turned back into Lin Shan!"