Days after Breaking up with My Ex

"Why don't you know how to be anxious?"

"What's the hurry?"

"Do you know how old you are?"

"All right, mom? Don't say it. It's just a few words. Are you tired of it?"

"As long as you don't get married, I'll keep saying it."

My cousin couldn't help but laugh at what my aunt said and said, "Mom, didn't I find the right one? Besides, in this society, one can live well."

My aunt's face suddenly turned cold. She looked at her cousin and said in a deep voice, "Cui jiaqi, can you quickly take this idea back to me? If you don't get married, don't even think about it!"

My cousin frowned, lowered her head and muttered, "My brother isn't married either. Why don't you hurry him?"

"If I could see him, I would urge him three times a day!"

My cousin and I looked at each other, and they both secretly smiled.

While she was reprimanding him, our chef, Jiang Yan, arrived. My aunt was worried about her cousin's face, so she didn't say anything more and walked to the backyard.

I followed him two steps, and my aunt complained to me, "These two brothers and sisters are trying to piss me off. Your brother ran abroad for a woman and didn't come back, but he just didn't like him. Your sister divorced again. These two people are killing me."

I hurriedly smiled and said, "Come on auntie, why do you care so much about them? Anyway, they will get married sooner or later. Let them worry about themselves."

"You don't make people worry!" My aunt changed the subject to me again.

I was startled and quickly looked at the door and shouted in an exaggerated voice, "Welcome, how many people are you?"

Then I ran to the door.

My aunt couldn't help but smile bitterly, "There's no figure here!"

...

After a while, I went back to the kitchen and started washing and chopping.

Jiang Yan chatted with me and asked, "What happened just now?"

Because it was always me and Jiang Yan at the back of the kitchen, we had known each other for a long time, and we often got together and chatted about things.

Jiang Yan was as eloquent as old meng. And because we are both young people, we can talk better. Jiang Yan can be quite humorous when he speaks, and the two waiters in our restaurant are often amused by her.

Jiang yan knew about my cousin's divorce, so I replied, "My aunt is here, urging her to get married."

Jiang Yan also said, "There's no hurry as a parent."

"There's no use rushing."

"Xing Yun." Jiang Yan approached me and said, "I have a friend who is about the same age as your cousin and is single. Why don't you introduce him to your cousin?"

I was so happy that I didn't expect Jiang Yan to introduce me. In our restaurant, Jiang Yan and cousin are about the same age. Jiang Yan's friends might have something suitable for my cousin. Why didn't I think of it before?

"You can have this!" I couldn't help but smile. If my cousin could get married earlier, it would be a worry for my aunt.

Then I started talking to Jiang Yan. But I thought about it and didn't tell my aunt that if they didn't succeed, it would still be an air joy. Besides, I had a good chat with Jiang Yan. I don't know what my cousin was thinking.

I think we should talk to my cousin first.

Not long after, all the members of the restaurant arrived, and we began to get busy.

I stood next to Jiang Yan and watched him cook. I used to go online to learn it myself, but now that I have such a ready-made' video' around me, of course I won't let it go.

I looked at jiang yan's stir-fried fish-flavored shredded meat and asked, "Brother Jiang, why is it that sometimes when I stir-fry fish-flavored shredded meat, the taste is not so good?"

"That must be the fish sauce." Jiang yan said to me as he stir-fried, "Fish sauce is the key. Only when the sauce is ready can the taste come out."

"That's a good match. Sometimes it doesn't taste as good as a restaurant. What's wrong with that?"

"That's a test. The same ingredients, the same ingredients, and the same ingredients. There's still a difference in the taste. But cooking is a chore that practice makes perfect. You have to practice more." Jiang Yan asked again, "Xing Yun, are you interested in cooking?"

I nodded and said, "Well, I wasn't really interested in it before, but after that... It could be said that it was for one person, so I became interested and wanted to study, but I didn't have a master to consult."

Jiang Yan smiled at me and said, "Why do I hear there's a story in it?"

I smiled bitterly, but the ending of this story was worse.

Jiang Yan stir-fried the shredded fish and served it. Jiang Yan asked Xiaoyi to take the dishes out, then looked at me with interest and asked, "Tell me, what's the situation?"

Because I was able to talk to Jiang Yan, I didn't hide anything and told him about myself and Ding Ge. Jiang Yan shook his head regretfully and said, "You are a little stubborn."

I nodded, not denying it. Many people have said that about me. Maybe that's what I am.

Jiang Yan sighed again and said, "Listen to you. You're a good girl, your ex-girlfriend. That kind of situation still treats you like dirt, but you... Oh, I don't know what to say about you."

I smiled bitterly and said, "It's all over."

Jiang Yan added, "Who hasn't had a hard time? Do you know how difficult it was for your sister-in-law and me?"

I smiled and said half-jokingly, "Brother Jiang is also a man with a story. Tell me?"

However, at this time, the front also reported the dishes. Jiang Yan said, "Finish your work. Let's talk after dinner."

I nodded.

Jiang Yan took the spoon and I handed him the prepared ingredients. At that moment, my phone suddenly rang.

I picked it up and saw that it was Ding Ge.

I didn't think I was too busy right now, so I left the back kitchen. Because the back kitchen was too noisy, I walked to the backyard and answered the phone.

I was in a good mood, but when I got through, ding ge's cold voice came over, like a bucket of ice water pouring through my body.

"Did my mother ask you to persuade me to go home?"

As soon as I heard Ding Ge's voice, my body trembled. I could feel Ding Ge's anger through the microphone. I can't say for sure. Ding Ge must be angry.

At this moment, I regretted agreeing to Mother of Dingge even more, although I didn't do it because of Mother of Dingge at all.

For a moment, I panicked and didn't know how to explain it to dinger. At the same time, I have some doubts in my heart. How did Ding Ge know that her mother asked me to persuade her?

"If you don't say anything, it means you acquiesce, right?" Ding Ge's heartless voice brushed towards me like a knife.

"No." My heart was burning with anxiety.

"Do you mean that my mother asked you to persuade me?" Ding Ge spoke quickly, revealing her anger.

"No."

"Is that true or not?"

"No, Ding Ge, listen to me." My hand, which was holding the phone, trembled.

"You answer me first, is it or not?"

"It, it... It is not."

"What do you mean?" Ding Ge asked again.

"Your mother did come to see me."

Ding Ge sneered and asked, "So you still agreed?"

I was silent for a moment and replied in a heavy tone, "Yes."

There was silence in the microphone. Ding Ge did not speak, but I was not relieved. At this moment, the speed of time seemed to slow down suddenly, and the anxiety in his heart increased several times.

I just felt a little dry, but I didn't even dare to breathe. Just like that, I kept holding my phone up and quietly felt Ding Ge's emotions across from me.

I couldn't see her, I couldn't hear her voice, I couldn't hear anything.

It was not long before Ding Ge's voice came from the microphone.

She seemed to take a deep breath, and her voice was not as intense as before, but it was stronger than before. I could feel her anger in her voice, her anger, her gnashing of teeth.

She said to me, "Meng Xingyun, who are you to me? Why did you persuade me to go home? What's the matter with you if I don't come home? Why are you so nosy? I'm telling you, Meng Xingyun, you don't have to worry about my dinger!"

"Ding Ge..."

My heart ached so much that it seemed as if something was rampaging through my body.

"Never call me again!"

With that, Ding Ge suddenly hung up.

Listening to the sound of the sudden hanging up, it felt as if someone was holding his throat. It was too late to say anything.

I closed my eyes, my body couldn't stop trembling, and my heart was full of pain!

Ding Ge rarely got so angry at me, rarely.

This time, she was so angry, but I felt a little innocent. I even blamed Mother of Dingge for Ding Ge's anger at me. If she hadn't come to me, Ding Ge wouldn't have been mad at me.

During this time, my relationship with Ding Ge has eased too much. Although we haven't become lovers, we can at least get along as friends. I took care of Ding Ge for a day and carried her home.

Thinking about what happened not long ago and thinking about that phone call just now, it really hurt.

My heart was beating so fast, it felt like it was about to burst. I gritted my teeth and held the phone tightly in my hand. Ding Ge's last words kept circling in my mind like a curse. I wanted to call Ding Ge back, but I didn't dare.

Even if he did, how could he explain it?

Indeed, I wanted Ding Ge to come home and live, but it was undeniable that I went to persuade Ding Ge only after Mother of Dingge came to me and I promised her.

This time, I seem to understand Ding Ge's anger.

Even though I feel a little aggrieved in my heart.

But compared to Ding Ge's anger, my grievance was not worth mentioning.

I kept breathing out with my mouth, calming my heavy heart.

There may be countless difficulties and obstacles on the way back to Ding Ge, but if Ding Ge didn't bring it to me, then I would have dared to fight with him and had the confidence to defeat him.

But when I met Ding Ge, there was nothing I could do!

What should I do to make her forgive me?