When my mother learned that I agreed to the blind date, she choked up with sobs in her laughter. Because she knew very well how humbly I had loved a woman for the past nine years. She felt sorry for me and wanted to scold me to wake me up. But I told her that I wanted to love purely for once and hoped that she would fulfill my wish. So she stopped persuading me, and my love lasted for a long nine years.
When I was dying and begged Serena for a quick-acting heart pill, she glared at me fiercely because of a phone call from her male assistant Ethan, scolded me for pretending to be sick, and then left resolutely. In the end, it was my little Devon cat who, like playing, pushed the quick-acting heart pill on the coffee table to me. I was saved, and I completely let go of my love-hate relationship with Serena.
My mother told me on the phone that she had helped me keep an eye on many ladies, and asked me when I would be free to meet them. I didn't want to meet the girl my mother thought was very good with the sadness of my ex, so I said I needed a few days to sort out my mood. Love, after nine years of precipitation, may be more intense; but it may also be like a sealed wine, once the seal is roughly torn open, the aroma of the wine will evaporate instantly. Nine years of love was cut off, and my heart was empty. This withdrawal reaction is more uncomfortable than quitting smoking. So, I need time to sort out my emotions.
I returned to my home where I had lived for nine years - the single-family villa that I bought with full payment. Everything here is familiar and strange. I sat on the sofa, and my phone rang. It was a WeChat message from my mother, which contained photos of more than a dozen girls and a voice message: "Xiao Nian, these are all good girls. Mom hopes you will make up your mind to meet them again. Don't hurt others, because you know how it feels to be hurt." I replied with a message: "Don't worry, mom, I won't hurt others. If I settle down, I will definitely have a good relationship."
After sending the WeChat message, I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. I looked up and saw that it was Serena walking down barefoot. She never liked to wear shoes at home, and she was too lazy to even put on her clothes. Seeing me sitting on the sofa, she frowned and looked a little unhappy. "Where did you go last night? Why didn't you come home all night?" " River , are you angry?" " Ethan is sick. As his boss, I just went to see him. What are you jealous of?" Serena is always like this. She was obviously wrong, but she can always blame others immediately. But people are always blind when they love. When I loved her, I thought it was no big deal; but now that I have let it go, I suddenly find her face hateful.
I just glanced at her lightly and said casually: "I just came back after going to the hospital." A trace of guilt flashed in Serena's eyes, but it disappeared quickly. She said coldly: "You are pretending to be sick! At least it's not as serious as you show, otherwise you can't go to the hospital by yourself!" Does she think that her logical analysis ability is very strong? Then why doesn't she analyze it? If I can't even go to the hospital, have I died at home?
Just when I couldn't help but get angry, the little Devon cat jumped into my arms. It's called Dexter , a black and white Devon curly cat with a split face. It has been with me for five years. It has been with me even longer than Serena. Cats are magical little animals. They can easily calm my upcoming irritable mood. I hugged Dexter and didn't look at Serena again.
Serena came to me, and maybe because she saw that I was really angry, she lowered her posture, sat in my arms, rested her head on my shoulder, and said softly, "Okay, don't be angry, I will take care of you more in the future." Her hair exuded a faint smell of tobacco, and I haven't smoked for a long time. And she once said that she hated the smell of cigarettes the most. "Your hair smells like cigarettes." I said in a cold tone.
