My 26-year-old Female Tenant

  In the night, I just hugged Jian Wei and walked towards the neighborhood where she lived. At this time, I was really glad that Jian Wei told me her address before she was still conscious, otherwise I really didn't know how to resettle her.

   After entering the community, I found out that she lived in a 6-story house, which means that there is no elevator. I was a little bit broken, so I had to put her down against the corner of the wall, and my arms were already numb.

  After a short rest, I picked up Jian Wei and climbed up the stairs. After walking a few steps, I remembered that I hadn’t read the message that Mi Cai sent back to me just now.

  But why didn't I think of it when I just took a break? Come to think of it, in my subconscious mind, I don't mind Weiran's trip to the United States, so I don't care much about what Mi Cai will reply.

  He took out the key of the house from Jian Wei's handbag, opened the door, carried her into the living room in a stumbling manner, and laid her flat on the sofa.

  Finally turned on the light in the living room, poured himself another glass of water, and leaned back on the sofa in the most relaxed posture, recovering his overdrawn physical strength.

  …

   After drinking a glass of water, I took out my phone from my pocket again, and opened the message Mi Cai sent me.

   "Yes, he has come to the United States. There is a link that requires the cooperation of investors. His company is now one of Zhuomei's largest investors."

  I smiled and texted her back: "Why did you explain so well..."

   "Because I'm afraid you will mind!"

"Won't."

   Mi Cai replied with a sad expression, without words.

   "Why are you sad?"

   "You don't care about me at all! That's why you don't mind!"

  I subconsciously wiped the cold sweat from my brow, it turned out that Mi Cai would also use this typical female logic to look at love.

   While hesitating what kind of message to reply to suppress her little woman mentality, Jian Wei's cell phone rang in her handbag.

  I didn't intend to answer it for her, and I still replied to Mi Cai's message, but the ringtone persisted over and over again.

I was afraid that this was an emergency call related to her work, so I finally got up and picked up the handbag from her sofa, and found the phone after digging through several layers. Immediately froze - the call was from Xiang Chen.

  I was hesitant to pick it up, but it really didn't make sense to pick it up. It was so late, Jian Wei was drunk, and I stayed with her, it was just a misunderstanding.

  After the bell rang several times, it finally stopped, but I didn't feel that relieved feeling.

Just when I was about to put the phone back into Jianwei's handbag, the notification tone sounded again. I glanced subconsciously, and it was still from Xiangchen: "Weiwei, can you answer my call? Can you not?" So indifferent to me?...I'm on my way to Suzhou now, and I'll be at your place in ten minutes, I hope you will open the door for me, let's have a good talk, okay?"

  I was stunned for 30 seconds, and suddenly realized that I only had 9 minutes and 30 seconds left to leave, so I hurriedly put the phone back into Jian Wei's handbag, and walked out the door without looking back.

  …

  In the night, I returned to the edge of the moat. I have never felt that life is so ridiculous. Why did I escape from Jian Wei's house in such a mess?

   Is it because she has Mi Cai, or is it because Jian Wei has Xiang Chen?

  Maybe not, but the magnanimous years of the past have died in the slow poison of time.

Full of depression, I lit a cigarette for myself, only to remember that Mi Cai's message hadn't been answered yet, but I was pulled by the two emotions and I no longer had the mood to reply to the message, so I really threw the phone aside, and Sitting so emotionless.

  Suddenly, the message that Xiang Chen sent to Jian Wei suddenly appeared in my mind again. I almost didn't need to think about it, and I knew that there was another conflict between him and Jian Wei, and that Jian Wei was once again neglected.

  I am not a fool, combined with Jian Wei's recent words and deeds, I am deeply aware that there may be unfinished love between us!

  However, there are many places that cannot be explained.

  If Jian Wei really still loves me, why did she accept Xiang Chen's confession at Fang Yuan and Yan Yan's wedding that day?

  Why did you break up with me so resolutely in the United States, without even a reason?

After being controlled by these two questions, my brain was in a state of shutdown, and then I thought of Mi Cai. If I blindly explore the unanswered doubts between myself and Jian Wei, is it a kind of disrespect to her? disrespect?

  Thinking of this, my brain was once again in a state of shutdown.

  However, one thing is beyond doubt. In the past, what I thought I no longer loved Jian Wei was just based on the fact that she no longer loved me.

  When it was judged that she might still love him, that undead heart seemed to have the power to love again in an instant.

  Because the sincerity you have given cannot be taken back if you want to take it back.

  Three years of unforgettable, and another three years of day and night miss! …If these six years are a kind of poison, I really don’t have the ability to detoxify myself.

  I'm at a loss, I don't know what to do? I have no choice but to drift in the wind, in the rain, in the absurd but desperately in love years...

  …

  Back to the old house that Mi Cai left me, my body found the peace of home, but my soul seemed to be whipped by Mi Cai with a pure whip.

I finally felt that I couldn't stay any longer. After watering the flowers and plants on the balcony, I left the old house in a hurry, and then called Robben. Let's chat.

   Robben told me that he is living back on the humble roof mezzanine. <.

After a while, I came to Robben's residence, and without knocking on the door, I took out a bank card from my wallet, inserted it into the old-fashioned lock, and the door opened, and I saw Robben lying on his back with a dull expression. Smoking in bed.

  I kicked the bed with my feet, and he turned his head to look at me, then put out the cigarette in his hand, and asked, "You are awesome! How did you get in?"

  I raised the bank card in my hand.

   Robben said nothing, just threw me a cigarette.

  I didn’t smoke, I held it in my hand, and asked him, “Why do you live here again?” <? "Then I looked at him with a longing look on my face, because the answer he gave me might clear up my own confusion in the whirlpool.

   Robben looked at me, and said for a while: "I'm sorry, but I have to think about it...she's in my bones!" "

   Robben nodded with an understanding expression: "You are not qualified!"

  I didn't say anything, I sat on the chair beside the bed, finally lit the cigarette I had been holding in my hand, and smoked silently with Robben.

  Then, my cell phone rang. It was Mi Cai's overseas call. Until now, I still haven't replied to her message.