Unrequited Love

In the afternoon at Tiffany's house, Luo Zhi explained to Tiffany's mother that Sheng Huainan was very busy, but would treat the two children as his own siblings and often play with them.

She saw Tiffany look disappointed, and Jake walked into his room angrily and ignored her. Suddenly, the body and mind are full of fatigue.

She accompanied them for more than half a year, and he only shared one day of Happy Valley with them.

He frustrated her just like that. Use superiority, use affinity, use his excellence and busyness, use his carelessness.

Not only was she inferior everywhere, she also loved him. He shook her hand, and she didn't even refuse.

The situation is terrible.

Luo Zhi finally couldn't laugh, nor did he conceal his fatigue, and sat at the table without talking.

really tired.

"Drink some tea. An old friend went to play in Yunnan and brought me some old Pu'er. He was afraid that I would not know how to make tea, so he specially brought me a big-belly purple clay pot. I used boiling water to soak it first. After a while, I washed the dust and poured it out. I added honey and iced it. Although it's autumn, I still prefer cold things, don't you mind?"

It took a long time before Luo Zhi came back to life. "Huh? Oh, don't mind, I like cold things too. Thank you."

She took the glass, the maroon tea soup was a bit dark, and tasted it, bitter but not astringent, unexpectedly delicious.

"Do you like tea?"

"I don't know." Luo Zhi shrugged.

"Do you like coffee?"

"do not know either."

Luo Zhi was a little embarrassed to see that the other party was looking at him with a smile.

"That's the case. If I drink tea, Lipton tea bags heat water; as for coffee, I always make Nestle casually while staying up late at K-book (reading), so I don’t know if I make tea and make coffee seriously like you every day. If so, would I like to drink tea and coffee."

Tiffany's mother laughed.

"You always have an upset look and don't like to talk, but sometimes you are so frank, which makes me a little unacceptable."

Luo Zhi didn't know when he let people see so many doorways. They didn't seem to meet each other often, and they rarely talked.

After all, for a woman who has lived more than ten years longer than herself and is so uncomplicated, it is normal to see herself through at a glance.

"I have something to worry about?" Luo Zhi sipped the cup in both hands.

"It looks like you have some secrets that you can't tell."

Later, when Jay Chou's new film "Secrets That Cannot Be Said" was released, Luo Zhi once again remembered what she had said was broken. Although his secrets are not as beautiful as those described in Jay Chou’s narcissistic movie.

"It should... be it, and it's not impossible to say." She did not refute.

"I can't say, what is that?"

"No one asked, so I didn't say it." Luo Zhi remembered when he finished speaking, someone actually asked. Just the questioner, one who looks like a witch carrying a wine bottle and his eyes are red, and the other is silly and immersed in the sorrow of his girlfriend running away with the handsome boy, how could she tell.

When she finished drinking, the other party asked if she wanted another drink.

"Well, another cup. I can answer your questions now. I like tea."

Tiffany's mother smiled, and the sunlight came in through the floor-to-ceiling windows and dyed her smile golden. Luo Zhi suddenly remembered the photo on the coast, the short-haired woman in the soft sunlight. Even though her hair is very long now, it still looks like a pure and lovely girl.

"Then drink something hot." She sat down in front of the tea tray and began to boil the water.

"By the way...Can I not call you "Auntie" in the future?"

"Oh?"

"It feels a bit guilty. You look only a few years older than me."

"Really?" She blinked her eyes and looked younger, "Thank you. Then we will talk about different generations. They two call you'sister', you also call me'sister'. ."

"Okay." Luo Zhi felt that if he were a man, he would definitely fall in love with her now.

"But, do you know what my name is and what work I do?"

Luo Zhi shook his head.

"You are in Happy Valley, and you coax your kids into a happy heart, but you haven't asked them what awkwardness they are making, have you?"

"I didn't ask, but Tiffany said something, she kept crying, and I didn't understand it."

"Then how did you coax Jake?"

"I didn't coax it. It was the brother he told you."

"Interesting. The boy never asked what was going on. You two really made me feel relieved."

She put down the teapot: "Everyone who sees me as a single woman living in such a big house and raising two children will want to know who I am, why I am so rich, and where my husband is. Even if I don't ask, they will inquire behind me. I tell you that I am divorced, do you believe it? You have no interest at all."

Luo Zhi smiled calmly: "It's not that I have no interest at all. If you are willing to say, I would naturally like to listen. But the interest is not so strong that I want to inquire."

"Only interested in wages?"

She continued to nod frankly.

Tiffany's mother smiled, poured the rest of the tea soup on the toad-shaped tea pet, lowered her head and said casually: "But...I know something about your family. The trustee asked me a few words. "

"It doesn't matter, my background is not shameful."

"If I was as clear-headed as you were when I was young, many things might not happen."

Luo Zhi didn't speak, just laughed.

"Have you ever wondered why I told you this?"

Luo Zhi thought for a while: "It may be that I was in a bad mood to help me solve it, or it may be that I was being fired, or because you... there is nothing to do right now."

It is idle.

She didn't know why she was so unscrupulous today, maybe she was really stimulated by Sheng Huainan, she had no scruples.

"Except for the second point, you are right. Why should I fire you? And, without being so subtle, just say I'm bored." The other party was amused.

"Then you are really boring?" Luo Zhi grinned, she became more and more presumptuous.

"Yeah, I also have secrets, and I don't have friends." Her voice lowered. "People with secrets feel lonely. This is normal."

Luo Zhi was taken aback, but when he looked up, she was still smiling calmly, winking at herself playfully.

"Luo Zhi, let's be friends."

Luo Zhi looked at the perfect light and shadow around him in a daze, a little dreamy: "Ah? Why?"

"I'll just ask if you want to."

She did not hesitate this time. "willing."

"Then... Let's exchange secrets, okay? Tell your secrets honestly."

Luo Zhi was sure that the person in front of her must not be a mortal, because she felt that she was bewitched.

"Good," she said.

"In order to show my sincerity, let me talk about it first," Tiffany's mother smiled. "When I was young, I did something that was ashamed of others. Jake and Tiffany's father are not the same person. What they have in common is that they both Can’t marry me."

Luo Zhi was a little surprised in his heart, but restrained his expression, did not show a trace, for fear of disturbing this brave confession.

Although bravery is always years later.

Tiffany's mother hid everyone's name, place and time, and said quietly. Luo Zhi felt that she was at the beginning of a beautiful literary film, and time seemed to be an unhurried river that slowly washed through her heart.

"...To this day, Shiwen's parents still disagree. In their eyes, although I am Tiffany's mother, I am also Jake's mother after all. Whether cheated or not, I am a woman who had an affair with a married man. It’s not that I can’t fight for it. It’s just that I see a family falling apart and looking for life because of me. It’s always boring. If I am willing to continue, I’ll persevere to the end. It doesn’t matter if I shrink back. It doesn’t matter at this age. There is nothing to be persistent."

"Parents shouldn't be involved in their children's lives," Luo Zhi said seriously, "whether they approve or not is meaningless."

"Reason is truth, life is life." Tiffany's mother laughed so hard that it didn't matter to her.

"...The old man will always die."

Luo Zhi didn't know how he could come up with such a cruel and childish sentence. Before he could say anything, the woman on the opposite side was already laughing. There were traces of time in the corner of his eyes, but she was open and moving.

"It's great," she looked at Luo Zhi, "you are so young. It's great."

It was only at this moment that Luo Zhi realized that even if he considered himself old, he still had the courage and sharpness that young people enjoyed. Don't know how to let go, don't want to retreat, don't be willing.

"Well, my secret is over. Now let's talk about your secret."

Luo Zhi raised his head when he heard the words, and saw a pair of smiling eyes.

The moment he opened his mouth, there was a feeling of heart palpitations as a roller coaster swooped down from a high altitude. She tried to say a few words and used the logical relationship of "although but even though" all the time, but it was still confused.

The person opposite smiled: "You can come in chronological order, one by one."

She scratched the back of her head in embarrassment and nodded.

"My father died when he was five years old," she said.

If her life is really "Symphony of Destiny", the sound of the gong that symbolizes a sudden turn is not a big persimmon falling from the sky at all, but the news brought by the sharp ringing of the grandmother's phone.

When Tiffany went downstairs in the evening, he saw his mother and Juno sitting face to face in front of the French windows, each holding a cup of maroon Pu'er. They didn't know why they were silent.

Luo Zhi was left for dinner, Jake still didn't know what was awkward, she didn't order it, just told him: "Don't worry, I will definitely bring your big brother here again."

As for how this elder brother views his work, she still feels a little tingling when he thinks of it, but the tingling sensation makes her sober a lot.

She offered to formulate strict and systematic teaching content in the future. As for the time spent playing with children, it should not be counted as wages. She will stay with them for a while each time.

"It's not a lofty person, nor is it afraid of being despised. I just think that when I get along with my children, I can relax." Luo Zhi explained.

Tiffany's mother also shook her head apologetically: "I didn't think about it properly. You must have been uncomfortable before. You have a feeling of pleasing children to make money. I'm sorry."

Luo Zhi found that it was difficult for her to dislike or distrust this intelligent and beautiful woman.

Of course, Luo Zhi finally knew her name, although it was the name she used and changed.

"Goodbye Zhu Yan, thank you." Before getting into the car, Luo Zhi said goodbye to her standing under the defeated rose wall at the gate.

The carved columns and jade masonry should still be there, but Zhu Yanchang.

Luo Zhi lay on the bed at night, feeling much calmer. It turns out that telling the secret is such an important thing.

In her memory, it seems that only the third year of high school has had such an impulse in her tail. She climbed up to the sixth floor, rushed to the door of Sheng Huainan’s class, stood still, panting, completely ignoring whether the students coming and going around were looking at her, they all became the background suddenly, and there was only that perspective in her vision. The doorway with white light. Her breathing slowly subsided, but her courage disappeared.

He turned around calmly and walked to the women's toilet on the corner of the sixth floor. As soon as he entered the door, he met Ye Zhanyan in line. Ye Zhanyan smiled and said to her: "Are you here too? We leaked too scary on the fourth floor. There were so many people on the fifth floor. It was annoying to climb the stairs to go to the toilet."

She smiled and said, "Yeah, yeah."

Those words were still not spoken after all. The women's toilet on the sixth floor gently contained her secrets. A few years passed, and she became more and more silent and calm, and it seemed that she didn't even have the courage of that moment.

It takes courage to speak, a courage to take responsibility.

Because it's a pity not to say it, but to regret it.