Marriage Crisis: Lonely Apricot Blossom

Chapter 19
The autumn rain was drizzling, and the weather suddenly cooled down.

Yan Jia strolled in the rain with an umbrella, got up late today, and Aju went out first.

She likes this city more and more. Looking around, there are lush trees everywhere, fresh air, and far away from heavy industrial pollution.Because it is a tourist city, everything is tidy and beautiful, and even the pedestrians walking on the road are so calm and relaxed, making people feel poetic and picturesque everywhere.

A car parked slowly beside her, with the windows down, Fang Zhenqian called to her, "Yan Jia, get in the car."

Yan Jia hesitated for a moment, then got in.

As far as I can remember, this is the first time they have been alone together outside the office since their reunion.For a moment, neither of them spoke, but the more silent they were, the more subtle things seemed to be fermenting in the air.

Faced with him so abruptly, Yan Jia felt awkward. She regretted getting into his car. Although he never expressed it to her, she also thought that there was no reason why she couldn't face him calmly, but she couldn't control her heart. Hanging on the ground, unable to settle down.

Fang Zhenqian took the lead in finding the topic: "National Day, where are you going?"

Yan Jia said, "I haven't thought about it yet."

Stretching out his hand, he casually flipped over on his car, trying to hide a trace of his bluntness.

Within reach, she touched a stack of song tapes, she dragged them out, and flipped through them one by one.Wubai's, all Wubai's.

Once upon a time, when she obsessed him and forced these song tapes into his car, his expression was helpless. He had always preferred soft female voices.

"It's really good, try to change it!" It was her voice, imposing on others wishful thinking.

Fang Zhenqian noticed Yan Jia's dazed expression and the song tape in her hand, and explained with a little embarrassment: "Cough, after listening to it for a long time, I got used to it, and I think it's really good."

Yan Jia stared at him, can a person's hobbies change so quickly?What was his intention, an alarm bell rang twice in her heart, and her already relaxed nerves tensed up again.

The car moved slowly in the rain, and Fang Zhenqian didn't notice the guard that crawled across Yan Jia's face.His mind was also working nervously, this might be an opportunity, an opportunity he had been looking forward to for a long time.

"Yan Jia..." He called her affectionately.

"Huh?" Yan Jia turned her head to look at him suddenly, her eyebrows were straightened, and there was a trace of ridicule and some hidden emotions in her eyes.

He glanced at her in frustration, and the words that came to his mouth seemed to be choked in his throat, and he swallowed them back.

Seeing the tide on his face fade away, Yan Jia sat up straight again, a kind of bitter pleasure came to her heart, she vaguely knew what he wanted to say, but she just didn't want him to say it, she was afraid that she would not be able to bear it, Whether it's his guilt or his love.

She would rather be like this, get along with him as a stranger, maybe this is the only way for them to face each other again.

Love to the end, overwhelmed with water.

After entering the company, they suppressed the complicated thoughts in their hearts, and the two of them went back to their respective tracks to get busy.

Today's Aju is very unusual.

She took the initiative to help Yan Jia send faxes for a while, and served her tea and water enthusiastically for a while, with a charming smile on her face from time to time.

"Aju, just tell me what's going on." Yan Jia was flattered.

Aju immediately beamed and smiled, "Let me just say, you are a smart person, you can see through!"

She dragged Yan Jia to the tea room and told her in detail that it turned out that Tang Bo had built an ERP execution system for the client. It was not known whether there was a problem with the communication with the user, or because he did not think carefully. Customers complain and ask their company to pay for the loss.

Aju shook Yan Jia's arm and said, "Go and ask Mr. Fang for mercy, and let him deal with it leniently." According to the company's practice, whoever has a problem with the project will lose his bonus.

Yan Jiaqi said: "Let Tang Bo take care of Tang Bo himself, no matter how much you are punished, it won't touch you."

Aju blushed, and said in a low voice: "He and I have been talking for almost a month."

Yan Jia's eyes widened, "Well, you Aju, thanks to the fact that we have lived under the same roof for so long, you have kept everything secret!"

The blush on Aju's face became more and more uncontrollable, Ren Yanjia had complained enough, and begged her for help.

Yan Jia was a little embarrassed, "I'm afraid this kind of thing is useless."

"It's useful, it's definitely useful." Aju's confidence is stronger than hers, "Boss Fang has always obeyed your orders, isn't he responsible for you every time you make trouble?"

Yan Jia was really upset when he heard that, "Do I have such food?"

Aju coaxed and pushed her into Fang Zhenqian's office, and obediently closed the door behind her.

Fang Zhenqian looked at Yan Jia who suddenly barged in, a little surprised, he never looked for her.

"Is something wrong?" He was busy revising a plan.

"Oh, that, me," Yan Jia couldn't make up her mind, she couldn't choose what to say.

Fang Zhenqian thought something happened, so he stopped what he was doing, stood up, and motioned her to sit on the sofa beside him.

"Don't worry, speak slowly." He leaned on the desk and looked down at her.

His earnest gaze suddenly made her face flush, and her mind went blank for a moment.

Fang Zhenqian stared at her with bright and focused eyes, and the expectation and excitement in those eyes became more and more intense as her face flushed.

Yan Jia knew that he had misunderstood, and secretly scolded herself for making more and more twists, she quickly straightened her body, and said seriously: "That's it, what happened to Tang Bo, is there any possibility of redemption?"

After speaking, she clearly noticed the stagnation in Fang Zhenqian's eyes. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and then his eyes became deeper.Slowly, he crossed his arms, walked to the window, and looked out the window.

After not getting a reply for a long time, Yan Jia lost her composure, stood up and said, "Can you please give me a word too."

Fang Zhenqian finally turned around, cast his peaceful eyes on Yan Jia, and said in a very calm tone: "Let Tang Bo find me by himself."

At the end, he added slowly, "I only clean up the mess for a person named Yan Jia."

Yan Jia's face turned red and white, and she wanted to chew her tongue. Aju overestimated her charm, and she was just asking for humiliation.

During the [-]th Golden Week, Yan Jia didn't go anywhere, because everywhere was crowded and noisy, she would rather stay in the hut and sleep for a few more days.

Aju and Tang Bo went to the beautiful coastal city of Dalian. They were in the period of love, with a brave and fearless spirit, and they were not afraid of the torrent of people.Other colleagues also travel on trips and go home when they go home.

Yan Jia's ears were finally clean again.

On the morning of the first day of the holiday, she lay on the bed and slept soundly. She hadn't slept so comfortably for a long time.

But the good times didn't last long, and the doorbell rang in her ear, and she was troubled and surprised. Looking at the time, it was only after nine o'clock, who could it be.

Putting on clothes indiscriminately, frowning, kicking and dragging all the way to the door.

When he got to the door, Yan Jia didn't dare to open it immediately, and looked out from the cat's eye first. Fang Zhengan was standing at the door, his heart tightened suddenly, and most of the drowsiness dissipated.

She reluctantly opened the door, but she was not generous enough to let people in. Instead, she pressed against the gap in the door and asked stiffly, "What are you here for?"

With a gentle smile on Fang Zhengan's face, like the morning sun, he held up the breakfast in his hand, "I'll bring you something to eat." Seeing Yan Jia's naive and dazed state again, his whole mood brightened.

Yan Jia glanced at him up and down, and fixed her eyes on the bag he was carrying, "Oh, then give me the things."

Fang Zhenqian froze for a moment, and handed her the bag, she took it bluntly, stepped back, and was about to close the door.

Fang Zhenqian quickly stretched out his hand to push it back, "You, don't you want me to come in and have a seat?"

Yan Jia looked back into the room and grinned dryly at him, "No, it's too messy inside. Besides, I want to sleep a little longer."

Fang Zhenqian pursed his lips and smiled, and with a slight squeeze, he broke through her defense and easily entered the door.

Yan Jia immediately widened her eyes, "You are trespassing, I can call the police and arrest you!"

Fang Zhengan suppressed a smile and said, "When did you become so timid? Do I look like someone who murdered you? Be more mature, Yan Jia."

Yan Jia fell silent, Fang Zhenqian grasped her weakness, she couldn't bear others to say that she was naive, so she angrily threw her coat on the sofa and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Fang Zhenqian sat on the sofa and looked carefully at the small room. The lighting was good and the furnishings were just right, all of which showed a lively interest in life. However, when he glanced at the ground again, there were sundries, books, and things that hadn't been cleaned for a long time. Garbage, let him recall the time before the two of them, she was always like this, messy, put things in a mindless way, and when she couldn't find them, she would act like a baby and complain to him, causing him to do housework over and over again, and eventually became Expert in this area.

Now it seems that she still hasn't made any progress in housework. Fang Zhenqian doesn't know who can make her complain if she still can't find anything, and the sour and warm emotions spread in her heart little by little.

Yan Jia stepped out of the bathroom refreshed, and was taken aback for a moment. Fang Zhenqian took off his coat, rolled up his shirt sleeves, and was bending over to sort out the debris on the floor.

Yan Jia curled her lips, let him clean up, went straight to turn on the TV, and watched while lying on the dining table to enjoy the breakfast he brought.

Unknowingly, the house seems to have changed its face, clean and tidy. The "scavenger" Fang Zhenqian had already advanced to her bedroom, and she rushed over as if she had just woken up, but saw that he was arranging her little bed that could be called a pig's nest. There were everything on the bed, magazines, discs, lipstick, And... Yan Jia pounced on and knocked off her own underwear that Fang Zhenqian picked up, blushing and yelling domineeringly: "Who told you to clean it up, you really made your own decision." While hiding these private items under the quilt .

The two were so close before, but after all, they were separated by a year. Yan Jia has gradually gotten used to being alone. Suddenly, this man broke into her private space again, which made her feel embarrassed and unacceptable. She immediately regretted seeing him just now. When he was cleaning the outside, he didn't stop him in time, and he gloated on the sidelines.

Fang Zhenqian's eyes were clear, and a smile appeared on his lips as he watched her flustered.

Yan Jia couldn't see his smile like that, as if she was still under his control, so she raised her head and sneered, "Fang Zhenqian, what do you want to do, atonement?"

Fang Zhenqian's face changed slightly when such harsh words came out of her mouth without mercy.

These days, she has used all kinds of methods to ridicule him, rob him, and take pleasure in it, but he always bears it and doesn't care about her.

He thought she understood, that she just needed to vent.However, this sentence hurt him deeply.

He tightened his eyebrows, stared at Yan Jia, and after a while, he said, "I'm leaving first." He turned his head and left.

"No!" Yan Jia shouted behind him.

When the person left, Yan Jia felt a sense of loss in her heart, which made her a little strange and flustered.

Waking up the next morning, Yan Jia found that the refrigerator was empty, so she had no choice but to go out for food.

After half a day crowded in the bustling crowd, there are cheerful tourists everywhere, and I can't even find a quiet place to have a meal.In the end, I went to the supermarket and bought some bread and cooked food randomly, and I was going to go back and have a cold meal.

When I went upstairs, I saw Fang Zhenqian leaning against the door of her house with his arms folded, his head bowed, and a huge bag at his feet. It seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.

Yan Jia bit her lip, not sure whether it was joy or worry, she muttered lightly, "Why are you here again?"

Fang Zhenqian smiled at her kindly, picked up the bag on the ground, and followed her into the door, as if yesterday's unhappiness did not exist at all.

"I bought some lettuce and planned to make a meal, so I thought of you. It will be more delicious if two people eat together."

Yan Jia knew he was making excuses, but this time she didn't refute him.

It has been a long time since her kitchen smelled like this, and Fang Zhenqian's craftsmanship remains the same as before.

Potato shredded pork, celery lily, Kyoto ribs, and a crucian carp soup, light and refreshing.

The food has been served, and the two are sitting face to face, how familiar is this situation, Fang Zhenqian smiles softly opposite her, but that kind of smile makes Yan Jia feel chest tightness, the person is still the same person, but there is a wall stubbornly separating Between them, prevent her from reaching out to him.

Yan Jia stood up, turned her head and went into the kitchen, took out a bottle of red wine from the upper cabinet, and found two wine glasses.

Fang Zhenqian watched her fiddle with it, surprised, "When did you learn to drink?"

Yan Jia was expressionless, "After the divorce, sometimes I feel bored and flustered, so I just drink a cup, and I will feel much better."

Fang Zhenqian's heart choked, as if he had been hammered.

After drinking a glass of wine, my whole body felt warm and comfortable, and I unconsciously started talking more.

Yan Jia took a sip of the wine, looking like she was enjoying herself, but what she said made Fang Zhenqian feel extremely heavy, "Do you know what is the biggest gain after my divorce? No one cares about me, I can do whatever I want , What a joy!"

Fang Zhenqian stared at her blankly, the familiar pain in his heart began to come back again, and he trembled intermittently.

"What about you? Tell me about your divorce speech." Yan Jia approached him with a smile, a little drunk.

"very bad."

Yan Jia giggled, "That's because you are stupid. If I were you, I would go to Hua Mei and marry her. What a happy ending."

"Yan Jia!" Fang Zhenqian turned pale and called out in a low voice.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to catch one of hers, but as soon as he touched it, she slipped away from his fingers like a dexterous fish.

"Did you know that after the divorce, Hua Mei approached me." Yan Jia shook the cup in her hand, her eyes resting on the trembling red liquid, and said in a low voice.

Fang Zhenqian shook, watching her vigilantly.

"She wants me to get back together with you. Do you think it's ridiculous?" Yan Jia laughed first.

"She is really a practical woman, she let go if she can't get it, and she wants to pretend that nothing happened." Yan Jia started to have a headache, and she pressed her temple twice heavily with her fingers, hoping to relieve it.

"Stop drinking." Fang Zhengan tried to stop her with a hoarse voice.

Yan Jia didn't listen to him, and continued, "Actually, I know you have nothing to do with Hua Mei, I mean—physically."

Sadness gradually piled up in her eyes, "But, do you know what the most terrible betrayal is?"

Fang Zhenqian was already having difficulty breathing.

"The betrayal of the heart." Her gaze finally met him, and she paused every word, leaving him nowhere to escape, as if he was being judged again.

"Jiajia, I'm sorry."

"Don't say sorry, it makes me feel sick." Yan Jia interrupted him rudely.

When the third glass of wine was brought to her lips, Fang Zhenqian couldn't help it anymore, leaned over almost rudely and snatched the glass away.

"You can't drink anymore. Drinking too much alcohol will hurt your health, especially for girls."

Yan Jia couldn't help laughing again: "What girl, I'm already half-old!" She suddenly glared at Fang Zhenqian, with an expression between confused and serious.

"By the way, I remembered one thing. During the divorce, I didn't ask you to calculate that, that...Youth loss fee."

She counted for him with her fingers, "I met you when I was 22, married you when I was 23, and divorced you when I was 28. You see, I have dedicated my best years to you. Seven years, seven years!"

Seven years seemed to pass by in a flash. In countless nights, she asked herself, what did she gain and what did she lose in the past seven years?
(End of this chapter)