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Chapter 22 Me and Jofi
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jofi
I took a leave of absence from my work unit, and my health improved, and I was able to go to work, and it was already a week later.

During this period of time, I was sick and groggy, and I often thought of a very old saying: Only when you lose it, you will know how precious it is, and you will not cherish it until you know it.

For example, my health, such as Cheng Jiayang.

Sometimes I get up to drink water in the middle of the night, remembering that we were together in the past, I was thirsty in the middle of the night, and I asked Jiayang to bring me water to drink, and after I drank the water, I closed my eyes and wiped my mouth dry on his pajamas. He held my head and laid it gently on the pillow.

When I thought about this, I became dazed. We used to be such close people, and now we are on each other's side.

Blame myself, I deserve it.

I thought, what is he doing with his new wife on the other side of the world?Would he get up at night to bring her water?Then I may suddenly think of me, just like now, I miss him all the time.

Cheng Jiaming came to see me and brought many colorful little lilies.I looked at his face, stopped talking while talking, and he said: "You are too rude, why are you facing one person and thinking about another person?"

I said, "You really look alike."

He opened his arms and said to me, "Come on, I don't care if I get hurt."

I laughed.

He said: "Qiaofei, don't do this, anyone can, but you don't laugh like that."

"why?"

"Too bleak."

Bobo also came to see me and brought a boy with him, a simple and honest young American who could speak Chinese, and he said to me: "Stay strong, comrade."

Most of my illness has recovered, and knowing that he is her fiancé, the half recovered is almost scared back.

What's wrong with this year?
Everyone busy getting engaged and getting married?
I thought about it again, and it was right. Seeing that the Spring Festival is over, and a year has passed, I will be one year older, how old I am.

I was almost recovered from my illness, so I lifted my spirits and went to work. I put on rouge that day, otherwise my pale and thin face would be terrifying.

I was just recovering from a serious illness, and my colleagues asked me what medicine I was taking, and whether I was still on an IV drip. I socialized with a hoarse voice, and my senior sister helped me out and said, "Let this child sit down and rest for a while, and see how sweaty he is." of."

I was able to sit down, took out a tissue, wiped my sweat, closed my eyes and blew my nose, then opened it again, thinking that I saw a vision again, Cheng Jiayang came in from the outside with a stack of documents in his hand.

He looked at me with indifferent eyes.

I said, "Brother."

He said, "Healed?"

"Ah."

He nodded, gave the materials to the senior sister and went out.

In such a short time, you came back from abroad and started working?

The sunshine in the Caribbean is really good. Jiayang's face, which has always been fair, has a red and healthy color.

When I saw him, I remembered that during Jiayang's wedding, I asked my senior sister to give me a red envelope of [-] yuan.

I was eating in the cafeteria at noon, and I wanted to return the money to my senior sister, but she pushed it back: "No need, you can keep it yourself. The red envelope was not sent out."

"what happened?"

She was apprehensive, and after seeing that there was no one else beside us, she whispered, "You don't know, don't inquire about it in the future."

"What's the matter?"

"Didn't you see that Jiayang's nose isn't his nose, and his eyes aren't his eyes? His marriage didn't take place."

I froze for a moment.

The senior sister is not too fast, she must speak carefully when the topic is opened.

"I've never seen this kind of woman. Jiayang was about to sign the marriage certificate, and she regretted it. At that time, she left everyone and left, leaving Jiayang to clean up the mess. You weren't there, you don't know how many people were there at that time. As for the ceremony, what are the identities of those two families? Hey, this is Jiayang, if someone else..."

I couldn't hear a word of what was said after that, so I just asked her again: "You said, Cheng Jiayang is not married?"

Cheng Jiayang

I sat in my office and thought about my wedding day.

Before the ceremony started, Xiaohua and I were in the lounge. The makeup artist painted on her beautiful face carefully and put on the last layer of powder. She looked back at me, she was really beautiful.

"Why don't you go out and entertain the guests?" she asked me.

"I want to take a closer look at you," I said, walking over and hugging her from behind.Xiaohua smiled slightly, we looked at each other in the mirror, I buried my face in her hair and kissed her.

"I've been thinking about one thing these days, Jiayang."

"what?"

"How many children do we want?"

"Respond to national policy."

"Well, we want two children, a boy and a girl, so we won't be lonely."

"Okay, listen to you."

She smiled at me with happiness on her face.

I looked at her and said, "There's something I've always wanted to ask you."

"Say."

"Xiaohua, have you worked hard?"

"..."

"You're like 'I don't believe you can't register', right?
"Playing games with me, chatting with me, you actually know that the person opposite is me, right? You know a lot about me.

"So, you already know about Qiao Fei, and of course you also know her background.

"You were the one who sent the fax to her college, right?"

I said slowly and clearly, looking at her in the mirror: "You know about me and her, but Xiao Hua, but you still want me and marry me.

"You painstakingly do these things, doing these things that are not in line with your knowledge, your demeanor, or your personality, all for such a dilapidated me, do you think it's worth it?"

I pressed my hand on her shoulder and stroked her gently. I didn't exaggerate a little bit. In my heart, I really didn't deserve Xiaohua.

I smiled at her: "What can I do to make you do this for me?
"Xiaohua, tell me, really, have you worked hard?"

I don't know what she is thinking, a face, at this moment, is like a bluestone sculpture, cold and hard.

Someone opened the door and came in and called us: "Jiayang, Xiaohua, it's time, let's go out."

"Go," I pulled her up, "let's get married."

Although the time was short, the venue was still luxuriously and warmly decorated, with red velvet carpets and curtains, decorated with various white and light yellow flowers.On the long table in front, there is the marriage agreement that we will sign later. Sitting below are relatives and friends of both parties. They seem to have smiles in their eyes. In their eyes, Wen Xiaohua and I are a well-matched couple. , Under the appearance of happiness and calm, one is disheartened and the other is overwhelmed.

I laughed lowly in my heart, so, whose story, who knows.

When the host recounted our love journey, I saw that my colleagues in the high turnaround, Qiao Fei did not come.I thought, then this woman still has a heart, she is not cruel enough to betray me and come to watch my execution again.

I can't think of this person, remember her name.

The consequence is that the heart aches dullly, and I close my eyes, mourning the overdrawn pleasures of the past, but feel that life is hopeless from now on.

The host touched me: "Jiayang, Jiayang."

Oh, so I should kiss Xiaohua at this moment.

I hugged her and put my lips on hers.

cold.

In the next step, we will sign and become an official husband and wife recognized and protected by national law.

I held the pen in my hand, my eyes were blurry, I leaned down, straightened up again, frowned, and turned around a thousand times, the young face of another woman quickly appeared in my mind, and I only heard the sound of my heartbeat in my ears , becoming more and more into a voice: I can't.

The moment I was about to put down my pen, I heard Xiaohua calling me: "Jiayang."

I look at her.

Her voice was so low that only I could hear: "I'm leaving now, please settle the rest of the situation."

Immediately, in the astonishment of everyone, Xiaohua quickly left the venue alone, holding up the hem of her skirt.

Things got a little out of hand, I loosened my tie, found a chair, sat down, and smoked.

Some people discussed, some questioned, and some left.

Someone put a hand on my shoulder, I raised my eyes, it was my brother, Jia Ming, we looked at each other, he suddenly smiled: "Congratulations."

I live in the house of China Travel Building, go to work every day, and wait for my father to summon me, but there has been no movement, I don't know what kind of storm will be.

Jofi is sick and takes a week off work.

When I came to work again, I was as haggard as a paper doll.

Of course I know what this is probably for, so I feel a little schadenfreude in my heart. This man who is as strong as a cow is also sick?Shouldn't it be her turn to suffer and suffer for me?
I will never look for her again. This woman tortured me quite skillfully.

But what else?
I waited for her to come to me, please forgive me?
This is about impossible.

Forget it, I'm a man, so I have to be thick-skinned. Is it possible that I will take revenge like she did to me?Although I really want to do this in my heart, we are not filming a long-running TV series with [-] episodes. The most important thing is that Qiao Fei and I have made such a big circle, and there is no time to waste it.

We must be together.

After work, I drove to her house to look for her, only her roommate was there, and told me that she went out again after returning from work in the afternoon, and she will be back soon.

I sat in her room and waited for her.

Attracted by a photo on the table, Qiao Fei stood on the reef by the sea, her hair was blown up by the wind, her nose was tight, her brows were frowning, and she smiled strangely.

I just laughed.

Last time I almost turned upside down, and I didn’t find anything with my mark on her place. Isn’t that where I am? This is the photo I took for her in Dalian.

This is Qiao Fei in my eyes.

After waiting for a long time, she did not come back.

Her friends came again, so I had no choice but to go back first. Before I left, I told her that I didn't need to tell Qiao Fei that I had been here.

I wobbled and bought a mint-flavored ice cream and went home. When I got out of the elevator, I heard someone coughing.

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Cheng Jiayang

Ms. Joffe was sitting on the ground in front of my door, wearing a down coat, with a small head peeking out of layers of scarves.

When I got out of the elevator, she saw me, stood up, patted my butt, smiled, and immediately retracted it, because I didn't give her a good face.

I opened the door, and Qiao Fei was standing behind me. I heard her whispering in her throat, as if she was calling my name, and she seemed to want to say something, but she couldn't say it.

I feel very good.

I opened the door, went in by myself, stood inside and asked her, "Are you going to come in?"

"Yes, that's right." She stepped in and looked up at me with a flattering smile in her eyes.

It’s really this moment and that moment, Qiao Fei, if you are like this, why did you treat me like that at the beginning?

I thought so in my heart, opened my mouth and said to her: "Don't be so hippie, please tell me if you have something to say."

"Jiayang, are you not married?"

"Ah."

She bowed her head.

"I said, don't do this, it's not because of you. I've figured it out. I plan to be a diamond king for a few more years, and I'll talk about it when I meet someone more suitable."

"That's what you said, that's good."

ah?What did I say?Didn't this person come to apologize?How could she just walk away?

I grabbed her right away: "Hey, Qiao Fei..."

She didn't look up, and I hugged her in my arms in the next second, rubbing her head with my hands: "Hey, how long are you going to fight with me? What are you here for? Just leave with just one word? I Where did you recruit?"

She was very quiet, with her head buried in my arms, and her arms slowly wrapped around my waist.

I felt warm in front of my chest, did she shed tears?
My heart was soft, and I said softly, "Qiaofei, I've thought about it for too long, we two can't be separated."

"I'm scared to death by you." She raised her head and kissed me.

I pushed her away: "Aren't you crying?"

"So happy, why are you crying?" She continued to hug me, pouted her lips, and moved her face closer to me.

"Aren't you going to leave?" I still struggled to say.

"I'm not like this, when will you still have to rob me?"

I have already opened the lid of the mint ice cream with my free hand, scooped out a piece with my fingers, and put it in my mouth: "I tell you, the price is very high."

"Anyway, I have a cold and contagious period, so I won't suffer much. Oh, you are really delicious."

Then her little tongue was in my mouth, moving up and down between my lips and teeth, so flattered by such enthusiasm, I could only respond wholeheartedly.

I cupped her face, sucked her, and reached out to undress her.Qiao Fei's hands are basically in sync with mine.

The two of us were entangled naked and anxious, and fell on the bed that had been turned upside down countless times before.I'm going to lean over her, Joffi holding me down, stroking my hair, my face, kissing my eyes tenderly.

"Jiayang," she put her hand on my body and stroked, "Let me come, let me come."

I just felt that it became hard and hot between her fingers. I stretched out my hand to her thick black hair and called her name in a daze: "Phy, Phoebe..."

She rolls over on top of me, taking mine into hers, and we climax, throbbing, in an instant.

So nice, Jofi, and every one of her textures.

Some things are meant to be together.

Me and Joffe.

Our body.

When I was done, I lit a cigarette and put it to my mouth. She reached out to smoke it, so I had to have another one.

My hand was still on her chest, stroking gently.

She was hot, but her complexion was wonderful, pink and delicate like a baby.

I looked at her, smiled, and kissed her forehead again.

"Hey, let me say," I looked into her eyes, "you are looking for me, do you want to be like me?"

She giggled: "Remember? I'm not afraid to tell you, yes, yes, I just want to be like you. What's the matter? The first time I saw you, I gave you to that in my head." She Sit up slowly, "No, you are in a hurry to get married, isn't it because of this sentence?"

I looked at her and didn't speak.

"Is it really because I said that?" She put away her smile and looked at me seriously.

"I was very uncomfortable at the time. I felt that all these years had been wasted, and I felt very wronged." I was telling the truth, "Do you still dare to provoke me like this in the future?"

She lay softly on my chest and hugged me hard: "No, Jiayang, you are so kind, I will never say such words again."

So I thought, as a human being, I still can't be too honest. If I don't make this risky move, how long will Qiao Fei and I be awkward?

This is very good, she has learned the lesson very well.

I took a puff of cigarette, happily seeing how she was devoted to me, touched such a soft body, turned over on top of her, and when I entered, I thought triumphantly and despicably, my dear, you are so smart, but you are still being rejected I figured it out.

As for our relationship, Qiao Fei was unwilling to expose our affairs to others so early because we were all working in the same unit anyway.

I agree.

Otherwise, it will be fabricated into a [-]-episode TV series.

However, this attempted cover-up made the ambiguity in his heart manifest more quickly.

Occasionally passing by in the unit, the light glance will make people's hearts beat.

I dozed off comfortably in the office, under the warm winter sun, missing my lover who was separated by a wall.

So crappy, so romantic.

jofi
No work on weekends, no business trips.

When Cheng Jiayang and I were shopping in the supermarket, we chatted about this and that.

I said, "Buy some oysters, and I'll make soup for you when I go back."

"The consumption is a bit high recently, so I need to make up for it." He agreed.

I picked some big, fresh oysters and packed them on the cart.While the salesperson was not paying attention, he took a large cherry from the fruit section and put it in his mouth.

Jiayang put his arms around me, put his hands on my waist, and asked me in my ear: "When I'm not by your side, do you live happily?"

This is a good question, when he is not with me, how am I doing by myself?

I study, I study, I work hard, and I struggle with myself.

But I'm exhausted.

I keep a large bottle of yogurt in the car.

"Thirsty." I said to him, "very thirsty. There is no water to drink in the middle of the night, and my head seems to be sandy and dry. Also, I don't digest well, and I am always tired." I looked at him, "What about you? , Jiayang, how are you doing without me?"

He is also thinking.

When we walked to the deli counter, he ordered six braised pigs, put them on the cart and said to me, "Hungry."

"It seems that I haven't been able to find delicious food, and I've been so hungry that I'm weak and malnourished. Life is meaningless." Jiayang squinted his eyes and said with emotion.

"When you say that, it sounds like dieters are talking about dieting."

"You just said that it seems that high blood sugar is a precursor to thirst."

"I'll kill you." I reached out to tickle his armpit, but he grabbed both hands and pulled them into his arms abruptly.

Before the Spring Festival, my unit sent me to Guangzhou on a business trip to accompany the leader to welcome a French politician from Hong Kong for a visit.

When Jiayang helped me prepare my luggage, he took out my suit and said, "This suit seems a bit old."

"Let's make it, I don't have time to order it in the unit."

He looked at me and said nothing.

"Otherwise," I said, "go to the mall now?"

"I said yes."

"I want high-end, famous brand, you pay the bill."

"Then you have to make tea eggs tonight." After he finished speaking, he laughed, "I'll buy another set of sexy underwear, black, I've been looking forward to it for a long time, wow..."

On the day I set off for Guangzhou, I waited for the leader at the airport with my entourage for a long time.Finally, before the plane took off, the leader arrived late in the car, and the one who got off was not the one originally planned.

I stayed for a while.

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Cheng Jiayang

When I met Xiaohua again, in an audio shop, there were other men beside her.

We shook hands and exchanged pleasantries in low voices.

When her friend went to pay the bill, Xiaohua said: "When will you go to my place and take your things away, otherwise this one," she pointed at the person, "can't move in."

I'm ashamed of her like this.

"Then I'll do it as soon as possible. How about tomorrow, Xiaohua?"

"Good tomorrow, I happen to be free and at home."

On the second day, when I finished translating the documents in my hand and was about to leave to pick up things from Xiaohua, I received a call from my father.

His phone, not his secretary.

His voice is like iron.

"Jiayang, come to my office now."

Cheng Jiayang

I went to his office, and my dad was playing golf with his back to me, facing the electronic screen.

When I saw him from behind, he was tall and strong, and every swing was graceful and majestic.

I said, "Dad."

He ignored me.

After playing for more than ten minutes, I finally stopped and looked back at me.His face was rosy, and there was sweat on his forehead. He took out a handkerchief to wipe it off, and said to me, "Come here."

I walked over and looked at him calmly.

What does he know, what will he tell me?

But this is not important.

Now that I have decided to be with Qiao Fei, facing my parents, this must be a hurdle that has no meaning.

I made up my mind and felt calm.

Approached him, hoping that he would get straight to the point and end as soon as possible.

"Choose a date and we'll reorganize your wedding with Xiaohua." He said to me, wiping his cue in his hand.

"Impossible." I looked at him and said clearly.

But before I could finish my sentence, I was hit hard on the face. His heavier club hit me in the face quickly and accurately. I fell out of control and hit my head hard on the ground. There was blood in my mouth. There was a roaring sound in his ears, and under the severe pain, he felt that the face on this side was no longer his own.

He came over and knelt down to look at me: "I think you can find the answer here. Tell me why Xiaohua left the wedding?"

"I do not know."

I spoke slowly, hoping he could hear clearly.

"You don't know?" He looked at me carefully, as if he was chewing this sentence with his heart.

I hate the way he looks down at me from top to bottom.Putting my hands on the ground and enduring the pain in my head, I had to stand up.

He hit my shoulder with another shot, where the skin was thin, and the metal club directly talked to my bones. I just got up and was hit to the bottom by him.

"I always thought you were very obedient, Jiayang, so I neglected to manage you. You have been self-willed for too long." He changed a heavier cue at the side, tightened it firmly, and increased the weight of the ball. He beat it down, and said word by word, "Instead of letting you degenerate, I might as well kill you today, so that I won't have to worry about it later."

I didn't hide, and I couldn't hide, so why let him see me in a panic?Under the heavy blow like raindrops, I really hurt at first, but then I felt that this body didn't belong to me, and somehow it stopped hurting, so I laughed.

My father stopped.

He looked at me panting, his well-combed hair was messed up, and he looked more embarrassed than me.

I sat up slowly, my bones were almost crisped by him, so I also had to tidy up my hair.

Has he stopped?Without speaking, he watched me stand up against the wall.

I didn't leave, and approached him gradually, why not let him have a good time today, and don't look for me again from now on.

Still holding the cue, my dad gave me the hard stare. "You think I don't know? You're doing this for that whore."

"You, with such a noble status, how do you say such a thing?" I said, "It's true that she is a prostitute, and your son is a client."

I approached him slowly, and slowly said to him, although my whole body was in pain and my lips and tongue were numb, I had something to let him hear clearly: "This is a matter of function, whichever line of work you do, you have to fulfill the responsibility of that line of work. You Taught me, didn't you?
"So, if you give me a good beating with a club in your hand, I can only bear it.

"Because you are my father.

"There is no other reason, nothing more than this, otherwise why would you beat me like this, why would you speak so badly of my woman..."

I looked at his face, wanted to laugh, wanted to accuse, but didn't want to fight, I said: "You are right, you either kill me or leave me alone."

I turned around and walked out leaning on the wall.

All I could hear was his heavy breathing, and he was so old after so many breaths.

I was probably beaten beyond recognition by him, and I was watched all the way from the ministry to the parking lot.

I got into my car and saw my face in the mirror and couldn't bear to take a second look.My hands are also swollen, I can't even turn, I can't drive at all, I just realized that I was beaten violently, my body hurts, Qiao Fei is not here, who will save me?

With trembling hands, I took out the phone and dialed Jiaming's number. As soon as he answered, I cried, "Brother, come quickly, I asked the old man to call you, come to the ministry to pick me up... hey , don’t forget to bring painkillers.”

Jia Ming took me to the hospital and asked his colleagues to bandage me. After the treatment, I looked like a mummy. Jia Ming was surprised and said: "The old man is really cruel."

His colleague asked, "Are you calling the police?"

"I'll have to think about it."

Jia Ming burst out laughing: "This has become a big joke."

He said and put a cigarette on my mouth: "Okay, brother, calm down, how old is he, so don't get angry with him."

I looked at him: "He has never been better than both of us."

"That's true. However," Jia Ming said, "It's not a bad thing for you to be beaten up by him, otherwise there is no reason to tear your face, so good, get rid of the restraints. But..."

I know what he's "not" about, Jofi.

I don't know if my parents will vent their anger on me, so they let it go and let her go?

Jiaming sent me to Wen Xiaohua to pick up my things. He waited for me downstairs, and when he watched me get out of the car, he said, "It's okay to go here with injuries. When she sees you now, she must regret all the hard work she made at the beginning."

Xiaohua opened the door and was stunned when he saw me.

"I'm Jiayang." I said.

"Yes, I can see it." She let me into the room, "Why?"

"Slapped by my dad." I said.

She smiled wryly and went back to her computer.

I don't have many things with her, a few shirts, bathrobes, dental kits, and a few books.When I was looking for books on the bookshelf, I accidentally knocked down one of Xiaohua's albums and hit my injured foot. I couldn't help it, and said "ah".

"What's wrong?" Xiaohua said outside.

I didn't answer her words, my eyes were attracted by a photo that slid out from inside.

There is a banner on the photo: English speech contest for middle school students in the city.

A man and a woman, two beautiful and lovely teenagers and girls, are the hosts, smiling and speaking impassionedly.

I also have this photo, because the boy is exactly who I was back then; and the girl, if you look at it carefully, is Xiaohua.

Xiaohua's voice came from behind: "You never thought of me, did you, Jiayang?
"But, you know, nothing happens for no reason, Jiayang.

"You are in love with her, and she is in love with you.

"Then I've liked you since I was 14, and I just want to be with you during the fire, isn't it love?"

I stood up slowly.

Xiaohua continued: "So, Jiayang, whether you know the truth or you resent me in your heart, I don't intend to apologize, I didn't do anything wrong."

I walked over to her with my things and handed her the key.

I looked at her face: "Xiaohua, I never hated you, it's just, I, I'm not that person, yours."

She nodded: "Yes, I finally know."

I took Jiaming's car back to my and Qiao Fei's home.

He hadn't been here before, and when he entered the house, he said, "Oh, that's good, I don't even know, you have quite an arrangement."

I laughed, but my face hurt.

Fee's underwear hung on the balcony.

Jia Ming saw it and shook his head: "I really don't know what kind of a beautiful scene it is."

I lit a cigarette and squinted my eyes: "Oh, that, that's really..."

He was very interested, and sat down next to me: "Tell me, tell me, is the sex life coordinated?"

"Then how can it be called coordination? That's quite..."

I braked the brakes, shut my mouth, and looked at this shameless whore: "I won't tell you, I'm so curious."

(End of this chapter)