Chapter 13
Waking up still at four in the morning, this time, he was not so generous to let her go, “Your wonton store, without you, is the turnover?”
“I don’t think it’s to be scoffed at, everyone has a career they love, just as you treat your work, and this is nothing more than my camp as an ordinary person.”
Her words flowed with seriousness, just like the way she fastened the last minute buttons, rigid yet serious.
Zhou Yinchu suddenly realized no matter how much had changed in Wen Ning over the years.
To say, still can not be said.
Zhou Yinchu headache, normal should hide in his arms warm woman this moment immediately get up, seems to have a hundred times more important things than him in mind.
Wen Ning twisted her head, “I’ll leave first, I apologize if it affects your sleep.”
“I didn’t mean that, this morning isn’t the weekend, can’t you sleep a little more?” Zhou Yinchu was confused, “What business is in a hurry?”
The woman was very enthusiastic about her wonton store, and her words were reasonable, “But I run a wonton store, and my main business is breakfast, if I don’t go open the door now, my customers will flow to other snack stores tomorrow ……”
Her degree of attentiveness to those old patrons of hers could not be said to be no less than anyone else, but at least it was far higher than her own.
Although Mr. Zhou was unhappy, he still chose to endure it, his waking breath swept away at this moment in his life: “I’m awake anyway.”
He struggled to get up from the comforter, “I’ll take you back?”
The dazed eyes didn’t have time to drift thoughtfully, biological instincts reminding him to always look at the woman he had possessed.
“Don’t bother.”
She politely declined.
It was as if she was afraid to get involved with herself in the slightest.
“Are you sure you want to leave now,” Zhou Yinchu had already put on his clothes and posed to personally send them off, “The subway hasn’t even started operating yet ……”
However the woman insisted on refusing, “It’s not appropriate.”
“Suit yourself.”
Zhou Yinchu pretended to be completely unconcerned as he lay down again, his long legs not yet stretched out, but found that she didn’t even say goodbye, silently leaving in this dawn.
Inexplicably, a very bad premonition rose.
It was as if she had left and would never return.
Wen Ning almost took three steps forward, it really wasn’t that her breakfast store’s business was so red-hot that it would simply go out of business once she was detached from herself.
That was most likely just an excuse, one used to quickly separate from Zhou Yinchu.
Tasting that pistachio basilisk, she realized that she was still very easy on the eyes, and as long as he wasn’t so eager to demand and was willing to put his foot down and cajole her a little bit, then he’d surely find that she was no different from the women who were up to no good. At any moment she might fall into the tenderness he had created.
After all, with him, the abundant materialistic desires could always be stretched to infinity.
If she lay in his arms a little longer, she might, unfortunately, become completely addicted to this fruitless love affair. It was precisely the more she understood her own nature that Wenning behaved more and more relentlessly.
It was true that the subway hadn’t started operating yet.
She stepped into the subway entrance and waited for the first train in half an hour. This time, she was relatively honest with herself, no longer thinking of flawless excuses, not intentionally going to the wholesale market to make a huge detour, only looking forward to going back to her store early and finishing her work for a while so that she could continue to go and rest.
Maybe he walked too fast before, down the stairs Wen Ning realized that the heel of his pair of shoes rubbed through the skin.
A little heartbroken for this pair of shoes.
According to reason, it should appear in the major occasions under the spotlight and so on, and should not be accompanied by their own waiting for the subway.
Immediately thought, clearly is the quality of this pair of shoes can not, by consumerism brainwashing her to suspect that it is their own way of use is not appropriate enough.
If you are really that delicate, don’t be a shoe, simply change your profession to be a prop.
Wenning stepped on it without a care in the world, walking small steps, the subway’s light was not abundant, and the soles of those shoes looked brighter and brighter.
Outside the sky broke dawn.
One after another, the first subway people converge into the subway, there are commuting to a faraway place, there are also holding a cart smiling out of the old people to buy food, there are also rushed home on the weekend college students, with huge suitcases, it is hard not to let a person suspect that it is home to enter the goods.
Probably standing in such an everyday scenario, everyone has their own rhythm, wrapped up in their own untuned story.
Wenning could easily feel a sense of security from it.
The group’s ordinary life was what she had experienced and was most familiar with.
Swiping her nfc, she walked through the gate and passed through quickly, thinking that by leaving the landmarks associated with him, they could not produce any interactions.
She had already profited enough from him, her son’s enrollment …… and the lure of years of tuition that Greedy couldn’t refuse.
He gave generously, and she was not to be entangled in uncertainty.
That kind of thing, Wen Ning knows that men simply can not move a few points of love, assuming that all the hopes of life bet on men’s emotions, it is the same as letting the failure of the person at any time waiting to be hit hard again. Wen Ning thought in the bottom of the society mixed for so long, not so much awareness are not.
Retreat should not be mixed with other emotions, the past will always be only possible to lie in the memory, she can do nothing more than distinguish between the man who was happy last night and the teenager in …… memory.
They seem to be not at all the same person, one in the young Akagi and enthusiastic, and one has been accustomed to be infiltrated by the rules of social sex.
The announcement of the radio station sounded at this time, the first subway is about to arrive in three minutes later.
In the crowd of people of all shapes and sizes, everyone’s footsteps became more and more hurried, and they formed their own lines in an orderly and nervous manner, while Wen Ning stood among them, remembering the scene in the early morning when he had to get up to see them off.
Honestly speaking, his sleepless appearance was not as detestable as usual.
There were a few remnants of his youthful shadow, and although she didn’t remember much of it, she could still see the resemblance in it.
It was about time she didn’t see him again.
Just when she thought that this face will completely disappear in her world, suddenly in the next minute, but also is the shuttle bus arrived less than thirty seconds, appeared in this subway, he went down the stairs, seemingly without fear of chasing after themselves.
Wen Ning, however, was already standing in the subway shuttle, the first subway waiting time is usually not too short, so the doors did not immediately close.
Wen Ning was already at a complete loss as to how to deal with him.
She thought that he should have enough self-awareness to distinguish between different occasions, the darkness of the night in the middle of a conventional relationship, such as dewy love, always see the sun.
He should not have recklessly intruded into her real life, she had no way to explain their relationship to anyone in a generous manner.
Fortunately, Zhou Yinchu has not taken such public transportation for many years, he is slightly rusty to open the cell phone, like a grandfather to ask the young students to ride the way, until finally managed to enter the subway station, but still have to face the queue of security checks.
There wasn’t much time left.
And with Zhou Yinchu more than likely unable to catch up with herself, Wen Ning breathed a sigh of relief.
Last night’s brief heart palpitations had made the woman especially wary. She kept repeating reminders of her status as a mother nowadays, her duties to her family, and the cheap feelings she had ended up with a hundred thousand dollars just once.
Tall, handsome, men with outstanding skin under tailored suits were still easy to tell apart from the average man.
An ordinary man wearing a suit could easily remind people of an agency-related profession.
However, Zhou Yinchu was different, and it was hard to believe that a man like him would break into the subway at a glance. Unlike the cold appearance of a high-end businessman, he appeared to have been born into a privileged position and hadn’t endured the trials and tribulations of life, and he looked more like a man who had refused to negotiate terms and conditions without moving, and who had ruthlessly pushed down the price than a businessman who had been rushing to negotiate with a business elite.
The kind of hard-nosed no-need-to-be-vocalized handsomeness that always rode out of the gate, effortlessly.
Her gaze was rarely decent and unobtrusive on this ex-boyfriend of hers, as it had been many years ago when she had gazed openly at him from the rooftop. She realized that emotions suppressed to the point of being released only late at night would occasionally reappear in such an unintentional way.
Fear?
Fear.
He was coming toward her.
She didn’t know what was waiting for her, she had no idea what he wanted to say to her, or how to use words to preserve what little self-respect she had left, which was often at stake.
Perhaps the heavens had noticed her embarrassment.
When Zhou Yinchu rushed off the subway, which was out of place for him, and mingled with the crowd, the first subway door of Jiangcheng Line 2 closed tightly.
She watched as he missed this train and was blocked outside the door, that mixed-up face once again expressing his anger and resentment in an arrogant manner after waking up from his sleep, but his hands, which he forced down everything to reach outside the subway barrier again, were also intentionally counseled by the subway security officer because of suspected safety issues.
Wen Ning raised her eyes and tried to squeeze out a beautiful and sharp smile, fading away the youthful look in her mottled memories, she no longer had any way of knowing whether or not the self in Zhou Yinchu’s eyes still retained traces of what he had liked.
When parting comes, people always look forward to leaving some relatively good impression that is not so bad.
She waved and murmured, “Goodbye.”