Chapter 6 five

There was no sound in the dormitory.Everyone went to class, Zhiyun lay on the bed, looking at the sunshine on the window, feeling that the days were so long and sad. When she got up this morning, Inge took her temperature and said that she had almost no fever, but she had to lie in bed for two days, otherwise the fever would return. After being sick for three full days, she spent every day guarding the frighteningly quiet building, lying on the bed like a paralyzed patient.The boredom of the illness, and the fact that he hadn't eaten seriously for three days because he couldn't drink the soup brought by Mrs. Moraly, the cook, made him extremely weak and depressed.She was crazily homesick, annoyed that her family and friends had forgotten about her: up to now, there has not been a letter from her family, and there has been no news from Liao Jinghui, and she has never shown up.

Zhiyun stared blankly at the bright sunlight on the large glass window, and couldn't help but think of the mild climate on the island and the happy and interesting days he had there.Thinking about it, tears the size of beans flowed down her white cheeks again.She couldn't hold back her tears these days, and felt that she shed more than the entire twenty-two years in China Suddenly, there was a knocking sound on the door. May I come inside?It was Miss Smit's voice. Please come in, Miss Smith.Zhiyun hurriedly picked up the handkerchief next to the pillow to wipe away his tears, and replied in an excited voice.She didn't like Miss Smith's hypocritical smile and serious and indifferent conversation at all, but she was too lonely at the moment, and being able to talk to Miss Smith was enough to excite her.

Miss Smit came in with two letters in her hand. Helena, what do you think this is?She held the two envelopes up high. ah!my letter.Zhiyun cried out uncontrollably, she recognized that it was from China, one was a postal letter, and the other was a thick airmail letter. It's your letter from home!Now there is no need to shed tears of homesickness.Miss Smith seemed to be in an unusually good mood today, and her words were actually humorous.She handed the letter to Zhiyun. Zhiyun looked at the handwriting on the envelope and recognized that the postal note was from his mother, and that the thick letter came from his elder brother Lingyun.She was so happy that she was almost on the verge of tears, and when she was in a good mood, Miss Smit suddenly became the most amiable person in the world.She said thank you several times.Just wait until Miss Smit goes out so I can open the letter.But Ms. Smith seems to be very humane today. She intended to chat with her, but she didn't go out immediately. Instead, she asked about Taiwan's climate, living conditions, prices, the percentage of people who believe in religion, and what kind of people they like. Don't like small animals and so on.Although Zhiyun was eager to read the letter, she was patient and answered as detailed as possible in her imperfect German.Before going abroad, she often heard the words people-to-people diplomacy. She thought she was doing people-to-people diplomacy now, and felt a little inexplicably happy.

Finally Miss Smith got out.Zhiyun sat up quickly as if he had received an amnesty, put the two letters flat on the palms of his hands, and considered which one to read first?After much deliberation, I still want to see my mother first. The mother said that after she left, it seemed that something was missing in the family, and the whole family missed her.Said that neighbors and friends all congratulated her.Seeing this, Zhiyun seemed to be in a fog. She didn't know what happened to her mother recently that made others want to congratulate her. Looking further down, it turned out to be: Everyone saw me and said: You are so kind, it's over. big event.Zhiyun finally went abroad.They all envy me, Zhiyun, you have to live up to your mother, don't forget your mother's expectations for you, remember, you must have a foundation in all aspects when choosing a partner, don't be dazzled or confused.And don't forget to support your younger siblings or those words she has heard countless times. Is her going abroad worthy of the envy of others?What is there to say about being a poor foreign student and suffering a lot that you can't imagine in China?She shook her head, put down her mother's letter, and opened one from her elder brother.

Ling Yun wrote a long and dense article.Attached is a copy of an article he published in the school magazine.Zhiyun read the title of the article: Is the moon in foreign countries really round?Unavoidably some disappointment.She put the article aside and read the letter first. Sister: You're gone, I didn't go to the airport to see you off that day, will you blame me?Please don't blame me.I don't go to see you off, it's not that I don't pay attention to parting with you, but I'm afraid of watching the scene of seeing you off, I'm afraid of seeing women's tears, and I'm even more afraid that I will cry like a woman.That day, I hid in the woods where we used to play when we were young, and didn't go home until the whole family came back.The younger brother saw my red eyes and asked me what's wrong?I said the wind blows.Sister, I want to tell the truth, but please don’t be offended, I am sad and weeping, not only because I regret your departure, but also half because of the weakening national self-confidence.I think the Chinese people in this era are admiring the foreign countries to an unstoppable level.No matter who it is, no matter what they study, they all rush to go abroad, and they all never return.I absolutely do not believe that the purpose of everyone going abroad is to enrich themselves and serve the country. In fact, to put it bluntly, many of them are for personal interests.

Sister, I say this, please don’t be angry, because I have always admired you, loved you, and felt sorry for your departure, so I told you the truth, don’t we always tell the truth to each other? ?Of course, I can’t blame you for this. This is a trend, a disease of society and people’s thinking. How much strength does a small individual have to resist?Sister, the same sentence, I want to use my pen to arouse people's self-confidence and self-awareness. I want to write until I am too old to write. On that day, Zhiyun burst out laughing when he saw it: a nineteen-year-old Well, if he wants to write articles until he is too old to write, it seems that he will have to write for at least fifty or sixty years.Ling Yun has this temperament, enthusiastic like a child, patriotic like crazy, in fact, there are not many young people as stupid as him nowadays.In the past, they talked and talked about it together, but Ling Yun actually took it seriously. He was so disappointed and emotional about her going abroad, which really made her sad, but how much strength does a small person have to resist what he said? Woolen cloth?But it spoke exactly to her heart.Really, everyone is going abroad, she is also a person, how can she resist?How does a young girl like her behave, and how much does she have to do with society and the country?Thinking of this, the melancholy in her heart faded away, and she forgave herself.

Zhiyun put down the letter, and turned his eyes to the family portrait hanging on the wall. It was a group photo of the whole family during the Lunar New Year last year. Her father and mother sat in the middle, and she and her younger sister sat next to their parents. Ling Yun, like Zheng Yun with a long neck like a rooster, stood upright behind.The family of six seemed to have taken happy pills, everyone was grinning, what a happy family!Everyone said that she looked like her mother. She looked at the photos carefully and felt that her father, at his current age, was still handsome and talented, and possessed all the conditions of a Chinese male beauty.But my mother always said: What's the use of a man with a good shelf?Promising men must have a career and be able to make money.The father didn't make a sound when he heard it, he just smiled.In the past, she always thought that her parents were joking. It wasn't until the day before she went abroad, after her mother told her what she said, that she was shocked and realized that there was a real conflict between them.Although her mother's words made her somewhat disgusted, they also left a deep impression on her, and the idea that a man without a career and foundation would never marry in her mind.

Mrs. Morally came in with a bowl of soup and two small white rolls on a tray, and woke Zhiyun from his meditation.She gestured to Zhiyun and babbled a lot of Italian, but Zhiyun couldn't understand a word, only understood that Mrs. Moraly meant to tell her to drink the soup while it was hot.She nodded, accepting the suggestion.Mo Lali fumbled here and there, and with rough hands and feet, he dawdled for a while before going out. Zhiyun took a closer look at the bowl of soup, and couldn't help but frowned. In the past few days of being ill, every meal has been such a bowl of soup that looks like washing pot water. She almost turned her stomach when she saw it, and she would rather starve than drink it .These days, she misses the Cantonese porridge cooked by her mother. If someone in the family suffers from headaches and brain fever, and has no appetite to eat, her mother will cook that kind of fragrant and soft porridge. After eating, her stomach will be warm. Comfortable.

Because of the porridge cooked by her mother, she thought of the home she had been parting from for more than ten days. It was a Japanese-style house in a bank dependent area. In the evening, if it was such a cold weather, oh, no!How cold is it in Taipei?When she came back from school by bike, the tangy aroma of vegetables greeted her.When she stepped into the porch, she saw her mother cutting and frying in the kitchen, so she wanted to intervene to help, but her mother always stopped her and said: Don't do it, don't do this kind of thing, your hands are rough, you It is enough for me to study well. My mother's strong personality often makes people a little unbearable, but what can compare to my mother's love for her?She also thought of her father. When she was a child, when the whole family sat in the backyard on summer nights to enjoy the shade, her father would take his stomach full of ancient books and unofficial history out of the cage in turn. He also talked about how the Water Margin and the Black Whirlwind Li Kui returned to his hometown to pick up his mother.

She and Ling Yun cuddled next to her father's lap, listening to it like a fascination.In her memory, her father at that time was happy, free and easy, and amiable, not as depressed and lazy as he is now.She couldn't say for sure what changed her father, but she vaguely felt that some of her father's friends got rich from business and built tall buildings, their homes were beautifully decorated, some became high-ranking officials, and some had family members. Immigrants went to the United States, which stimulated my father very much.And my mother often said something that envied others, which made my father feel inferior to others.How can a person relax with such a heavy burden in his heart?She also thought of her siblings, how much they loved her, and how much she loved them.Mother said again and again: Don't forget to support your younger siblings.These words really made her feel heavy. Of course she wanted to support them, but how?She bumped into walls and bumped into walls in the past few days after she came out, and she lost all self-confidence. How her origin is still unknown, what can she do to help others?

The more Zhiyun thinks about it, the more she realizes the importance of her mission. If she succeeds abroad, her family will be happy (except for Lingyun, of course).She loves them, so even if she suffers to death, she can endure it!I just hope the days ahead are better. Zhiyun thought wildly for a while, and then read the two letters over and over several times. Looking at his watch, it was only one o'clock in the afternoon, so he read the German book on the bedside for a while, and then leaned on the pillow to write to his mother and Ling Yun. reply.After finishing writing the letter, I looked at my watch, and it was only half past three, which was still early for others to come back!She picked up another book on the bedside table, but after flipping through a few chapters, she was too upset to read it.So he dropped the book, lay down again, and decided to sleep quietly for a while, but the annoying thing was that he was still awake after closing his eyes for a long time.She hated it, and felt that this kind of exile-like life was not easy, and getting sick in this place was the worst thing in the world.Picking up the handkerchief next to the pillow, just about to cry, suddenly the door was opened with a bang.Liao Jinghui, who was dressed in round clothes and carrying a big bag, walked in hurriedly. The sudden appearance of Jinghui made Zhiyun excited to see his savior. ah!It's you!I'm about to die of illness, you don't know. I am a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, I can't protect myself!This kind of Hong Kong influenza caused me to lie in bed for six days.No practice for six days, what the hell!But there is also a little advantage, that is, I lost two kilograms of weight.Jinghui had already taken off her bloated fur-lined coat, and touched her waist with both hands.Of course it can't compare with your Venus' figure, but it's not bad compared to my own cylindrical figure! Zhiyun laughed straight after hearing this, and was about to say something when Jinghui jumped ahead of her again. Hello!I said what did you do?Come and get sick.i called yesterday and they said you called meZhiyun interrupted Jinghui's words. yes!I called and it was Miss Smith who answered and she said you were ill.Otherwise, I don't know how to tell fortunes, so how would I know that you are sick! Zhiyun pondered for a while, his smiling face disappeared, and he said resentfully: You called, but no one told me, it seems that coming to a foreign country is just for fun. Ouch!My Miss Yu, your stubborn temper is exactly the same as when you were a child.I advise you to make everything big and small. If you care about everything, you will die of anger after living in a foreign country for a few years.Maybe Miss Smit was busy and forgot.While talking, Jinghui fumbled in the big pocket she brought, and took out a big paper bag after a while. I have something good for you.Jinghui smiled at Zhiyun mysteriously, and peeled off the paper layer by layer.At the end of the stripping, it turned out to be a large glass bottle filled with some strange things. what is that?Zhiyun asked. what is itYou'll know it when you see it.Jinghui brought the big bottle in front of Zhiyun.You touch it, it's still hot. Zhiyun touched it with his hands, but it was still a little hot! My name is Yang Wenyan, and ask their cook to cook you some raw chicken porridge. Try it, it tastes good.When people get sick, they want to eat food from their hometown. I have experience.snort!For fear of it being cold, it drove me to the point where I would have a heart attack.Jinghui just talked to herself, while she was busy pouring the porridge in the bottle into the Chinese rice bowl she brought. Here, most people don't use rice bowls but plates.She brought not only the rice bowl but also the chopsticks, and when she finished everything and brought it to Zhiyun, she couldn't help being stunned. Huh!Strange, how about crying properly? Zhiyun wiped his eyes with one hand, just twitched and cried, and didn't speak.Jinghui looked at her for a while, then went to the washbasin and twisted a hot towel, and handed it to Zhiyun. Zhiyun wiped his face dry, and said with great regret: Jinghui, it's lucky to have you here, otherwise I would have been in even worse trouble. What's wrong with you?When I first came here, I was afraid that I would be ten times worse than you.Jinghui moved a chair and sat opposite Zhiyun.Zhiyun ate porridge slowly and listened to Jinghui's words.Jinghui snorted first, and said: I'm less than a week away from Easter.At that time, I also lived in the dormitory, but the dormitory was closed for four days during the festival, and everyone had to leave.Everyone has a place to go, I don't even know a ghost, I watched everyone leave one by one, until the door of the dormitory was about to be locked, I even carried a suitcase, I didn't know where to go.Later, I really couldn't think of a way, so I wanted to stay in a hotel. The terrible thing was that I didn't know where there was a hotel. How should I find it?I looked for a map, but couldn’t find it. I remembered that I forgot it in the storage box of the music hall. I wanted to buy a new copy, but the shops were closed again.It closes at four o'clock the day before the holiday!well!It was so miserable, I had no other choice, so I ran to the music hall to look for a map, the door of the music hall was still unlocked, but apart from the old man who guarded the door, there wasn't even a ghost.I took the map out, and when I got down the steps, I met Yang Wenyan walking by. So, it was love at first sight, right!Zhiyun was still in tears, but interrupted Jinghui with a smile. With Jinghui by her side and eating porridge again, her mood has completely improved. Nothing like that, what the hell is going on!It's not like I haven't met him before that.Jinghui defended eagerly, and hurriedly continued: He saw me carrying the suitcase, so he asked me where I was going to travel?At that time, I was the same as you, tears came a lot, and I cried before I spoke.Later he knew about my difficulty, so he accompanied me to the dormitory of the YMCA. The door was not closed, but there were many people, most of whom were foreign students passing by.I spent eight marks a day and lived there for four days.Jinghui couldn't help laughing when she said that.Yang Wenyan and I got acquainted that way. Look, isn't it really love at first sight?Zhiyun was joking at first, and then said seriously: You have gone through the most difficult period, like me, you have not even entered school, who knows what will happen in the future? Don't think so much, just take one step at a time!So what if we have passed the most difficult period?There is no way out.Musicians like me can sweep a big basket with a broom. If you rely on music for food, you may just starve to death. Haven’t you seen those people singing in Marlene Square?That's a musician, not to mention I don't even have the qualifications to sing.Yang Wenyan!As you can see, the dignified doctor of law has a job as a restaurant waiter. This porridge is really delicious.Zhiyun had finished eating, and put the bowl on the small table next to him.What are you going to do?Return home after studying? According to me, I think it's better to go back. We are all useful people when we go back, but we are nothing here.Jinghui said with a sigh.But Yang Wenyan doesn't want to go back, he wants to stay and open a restaurant, I don't care, just let him! Are you going to open a restaurant?Zhiyun looked at Jinghui with a researching eye, she couldn't figure out why she went to a foreign country to study so hard and took so much time, but ended up opening a restaurant.In her mind, music and law had little to do with running a restaurant. That's what we intend to do.Yu Zhiyun, you don't know that opening a restaurant is a very profitable business.For example: The Dadong restaurant we went to that day, the owner is Deng Guoqiang, who was studying politics, but he didn't want to go back after finishing his studies, so he raised some capital and opened a restaurant. Originally, there was only one restaurant, which was small and narrow.How are people doing now?Two in Munich, one in Hanuwa, and one in Austria.A family is bigger than a family.He is also a millionaire and an overseas Chinese leader. He recently built a house. It is said that the decoration is extremely beautiful, and he spent one million marks.Jinghui is like a treasure, and she can't hide the envy in her tone. Opening a restaurant is expensive, right?Do you have any?Zhiyun asked with a little interest. The two of us go to Sweden every summer vacation to work for three months. The salary is quite good, and Yang Wenyan works in a restaurant. Now I have a scholarship, and Yang Wenyan lives in the church dormitory, free of charge.So we've put some capital aside, but it's not nearly there, and maybe it's going to take another two or three years to get that money together.Anyway, we are not busy, the important thing now is to hold the stronghold and not let others preempt. Hold your stronghold?what base?Zhiyun looked at Jinghui puzzled. The stronghold is that restaurant and that cook.Yu Zhiyun, we are good friends, that's why I told you.You can't tell others. If the news leaks out, I'll be blamed if Yang Wenyan doesn't scold him to death. Who do I talk to?If you don't want to, don't say it.Zhiyun deliberately lowered his face. oops!Don't be such a young lady, of course I tell you.Yang Wenyan heard from the cook that the owner of the restaurant felt that he was old and in poor health, and wanted to go back to China, saying that he would die in his own place.So I want to sell the restaurant.Yang Wenyan is discussing with the cook that in the future we will form a partnership and buy the restaurant together.Jinghui spoke excitedly, her voice was high, and her gestures were non-stop. oh!It turns out that opening a restaurant is so difficult!Zhiyun suddenly realized. It takes you a long time to realize that it is not easy for Chinese people to do that kind of business outside.Jinghui, the third and fourth child, said.Then I suddenly remembered and asked: Why are you sick even when you are well?Are the clothes not warm enough? The clothes are warm enough.Still say it!It's your fault.Zhiyun pointed at Jinghui. I?Jinghui caressed her chest with one hand, her eyes widened. Who are you?I braved the wind and snow to find you, but I went the wrong way back and forth, and I was frozen.Zhiyun recalled what happened that day, and said angrily. It’s okay to make a mistake when you go, but how can you make another mistake when you come back?Jinghui giggled. When I went there, I met a Chinese on the road. He looked like a nerd, and his surname seemed to be He. He said that he worked in some kind of laboratory and also taught at a technical university. ah!I see.It's He Shaoxiang.Wearing glasses, he looks very refined.Yes or no?Before Zhiyun finished speaking, Jinghui interrupted her. Yes, that's him, He Shaoxiang.You know him? We can't talk about acquaintance, just meet and nod.He is a person of great reputation, so he has the time to deal with ordinary people like us.Jinghui pouted mockingly. What is a character of too big size? You are a newbie and don't know anything.Jinghui straightened her body from the back of the chair, and said: We are in Munich.There are hundreds of Chinese at least!There are also a few people of the generation of dragons and tigers, He Shaoxiang is one, and his nickname is He Taishang. This nickname is not good at all, it doesn't make sense, it's not funny, it doesn't look like a nickname at all.Zhiyun judged by her level of studying Chinese literature. When I say it, you will think that this nickname is justified.That He Shaoxiang has a top-notch brain and is well-known in the scientific community.But I heard that this gentleman stayed in the laboratory except for eating and sleeping, and he didn't interact with anyone. He didn't attend Chinese gatherings, and he had no interest in girls.He is almost forty years old!I've never heard of him chasing that girl, no matter whether it's Chinese or foreign, he won't be tempted at all. In fact, he has special qualifications. Many women have a good impression of him, but he seems to be quiet. ignore. I get it, you're saying he's too ungrateful.Zhiyun laughed. How about it?After all, you admit that this nickname is not bad!Isn't such a big man so unmoved when he sees a girl like a piece of wood?Jinghui laughed again as she spoke.We also have wicked people here. Some people say that they are afraid that they are born with problems! It's outrageous!Zhiyun smiled and shook his head. Huh?What did you say?Meet him on the road!Jinghui was curious. I couldn't find the way, but when I met him, he told me how to go, and I found it.When I came back, it was dark and I couldn't see the way clearly, and I didn't meet anyone to ask, so I went wrong.Do you understand now?Zhiyun gets angry when he thinks of the embarrassing situation that day.She didn't say a word about being taught by the man in the black turtleneck, and she felt ashamed to mention it.You are also a bad person. Since you can't come, why don't you call me?Made me take a trip. I wanted to let you know, but I don't have a phone where I live, and I can't get out of bed with such a high fever.Jinghui explained aggrievedly. Why don't you live in the dormitory?How nice it would be if you lived here too!Zhiyun suddenly had a whimsical idea and was very happy with this idea. How can I live in a dormitory?Like those of us who study music, we play the piano all day long, and it’s too noisy. That dormitory doesn’t welcome us, and even if we welcome them, it’s not convenient for us.What we want is absolute freedom. We can play the piano whenever we want, and we cannot be restrained by others.So I have to rent a house outside alone. How much is your house a month?OK?Zhiyun asked curiously. Nothing good, good place to rent?The only advantage is that the landlord does not interfere with my playing, and the rent is cheap, seventy marks a month.You can go to my place in two days and see what it looks like.In a word, since you come to a foreign country, you have to be prepared to suffer.Jiang Xiaofeng said, "I'm not afraid to suffer hardship, but what purpose does it depend on?"If there is no big goal, there is no need to suffer this suffering and this anger.well!Jinghui sighed, and said: What he said makes sense, but fortunately we are not him, and we don't think so much, so we can still live happily. Jiang Xiaofeng?Isn't he the one who called the cosmetic box a carpenter's box and scolded us girls?Zhiyun asked as if he had made a big discovery. Yes, that's him.But he didn't scold girls specifically! Zhiyun didn't smile at all, and said coldly: He said that female international students come out to do the dowry of knowledge, isn't he scolding?It's just insulting. That was just a joke.And it didn't refer to all female international students. Anyway, it's a no-brainer to say.Zhiyun said stubbornly. If you know him, you will know that Jiang Xiaofeng has a lot of brains.Also very talented.Jinghui said seriously. I don't believe there is any genius for this kind of eccentric person. Believe it or not, the professors who have taught Jiang Xiaofeng all said: They have taught students for so many years, and they rarely see such talented students. I do not believe!Zhiyun said disdainfully. You can't believe it.Among other things, just one point convinced me of Jiang Xiaofeng. He specializes in composition, but he plays the piano better than me, who specializes in piano.My professor said: This man is born to be a musician, with music in his head What does Jiang Xiaofeng look like?Zhiyun leisurely interrupts Jinghui. What does Jiang Xiaofeng look like?So to speak!At first glance, it looks like a poet, painter, or musician.Very chic and beautiful, many girls like him I understand.Many girls liked him, so he regarded himself as a big lover, took girls seriously and insulted them casually.Zhiyun interrupted Jinghui coldly again, she had concluded that the person in the black sweater was Jiang Xiaofeng. Huh?Where do you get this impression from?Jiang Xiaofeng is very easy-going and nice, but he is a little too witty.he used to be in vienna He was in Vienna before? He graduated from Vienna, and he has only been studying in Munich for nearly a year.He is indeed a bit strange, he travels here and there, all over the country, like a vagabond, in order to study the local music and folk songs of various countries, research and study, and his girlfriend also ran away. oh?You know so well? How could I not know!His former girlfriend was Wei Wei, who graduated from the Vocal Music Department of our art school, a few classes higher than me, and also familiar with me.Wei Wei is very beautiful and can sing well.At that time, she and Jiang Xiaofeng were in love in Vienna, and every morning the two of them were choked by soot and coughed.Jinghui couldn't help laughing. oh?Zhiyun listened attentively.Why do you cough when you are choked by soot? Because the coal stove in the vocal music department was fired by Jiang Xiaofeng, before six o'clock every day, he took turns starting fires in one room after another.Wei Wei chased him, and went to school early every day. Jiang Xiaofeng lit the coal stove, and she was by his side. cigarette. Why did Jiang Xiaofeng take care of the raw coal stove?Zhiyun asked puzzled. Of course it's because he has no money and needs to earn living expenses!Do you think you can endure hunger if you are a genius? So where did Wei Wei go? get married.Talk to an engineering Ph.D. in the United States.Now living in Detroit, has given birth to a daughter.The doctor of engineering came to travel in Europe and met Wei Wei in Vienna. The two of them communicated with each other. After a few months of communication, Wei Wei went to the United States to get married.I can't think of it.Jinghui sighed again and again. Was Jiang Xiaofeng very shocked?Zhiyun tried it. I don't know, he didn't say anything, just studied composition all day long, and went to the university to take music theory classes.In fact, among those who study music, he is the only one who is qualified to stay, but he is not active, so he refuses to listen to his supervisor and pursue the title of Doctor of Music Theory.He is unlikely to stay without a degree.Jinghui just kept talking, completely forgetting the time, looked down at the watch on her wrist, stood up anxiously, and packed the dishes and bottles she brought.Ouch!How could we forget the time!Yang Wenyan and I agreed to meet at Marin Square at 5:30! He must be a bit of a psychopath and hate women, so he can abuse women with his words.Zhiyun said suddenly. Who are you calling a psychopath?Jinghui asked while putting on her coat. I said Jiang Xiaofeng. In fact, he is the most normal.After you live for a long time, you will know that many normal people who have been abroad for a long time look a little weird.Well, I must go.Men always abuse us girls, saying that the main topic of conversation in the girls' dormitory is to discuss men.Are we not talking about men?Yu Zhiyun, I think you will fully recover in a day or two, take care of it!I must go.Jinghui was already fully clothed again, with her pocket in her hand, she said goodbye several times, then opened the door and went out, but came back in a hurry within a minute.Why is my mind so inattentive, I only talk nonsense and forget about serious things.Next Monday is Lunar New Year's Eve, and we have a dinner at the Grand View Garden at 7:30 in the evening. Almost all the Chinese are there, and it is very lively.can you find it Where is the Grand View Garden? Daguanyuan is the biggest Chinese restaurant here, forget it!Or I will pick you up.Remember, at seven o'clock in the evening, get dressed and wait for me.Jinghui hurried out again, Zhiyun quickly stopped her: I don't think I should go, this place is too remote, I dare not come back at night. Who told you to come back?Say hello to that old maid, Smit, and stay at my place tonight.Remember, next Monday.I can't come to you these few days. I have to practice the piano. I haven't played the piano for six days, and my hands are so stiff. As soon as Jing Hui left, the room became silent.Zhiyun leaned on the pillow and sat leaning against the wall, looking at the twilight that was slowly flowing in, she remembered Jiang Xiaofeng's unfriendly and respectful attitude towards her that day, and a sense of regret rose in her heart.