Ever since he learned the news about his ex-wife's return from his stupid son that day, Gu Nanfeng has been having trouble sleeping and eating recently.
He didn't know the reason, but he just wanted to know how Qiao Xingyun was doing.
Gu Nanfeng even thought of the first time they met, the feeling of electric shock in his heart.
Wang Xiaomei saw that her husband was walking around anxiously at home instead of going out. She asked with some confusion: "Nan Feng, what's wrong with you?"
"It's nothing. I can't take two steps at home?" He said confidently.
"You've been gone for two days. Is this normal? Did you get some stimulation from going out a few days ago?"
"Who am I, Gu Nanfeng, and who can excite me?"
Obviously he was dissatisfied with his wife's words. In fact, Gu Nanfeng had never really cared about anything in his life.
Seeing her husband who choked at every word, Wang Xiaomei was also a little angry. Since her outburst that day, she felt that people should not suppress it for too long and express their anger when it is time to do so.
Therefore, she decided not to spoil him anymore.
"If it's okay, just sit down and turn my head around."
Unexpectedly, Gu Nanfeng didn't like her even more: "If you feel dizzy, go out. If you still look at me when you feel dizzy, blame me!"
"You..., you are really unreasonable. Either you leave and never come back, or you come back and don't let your family live in peace."
Wang Xiaomei is also angry. This home is her one-third of an acre of land. If even this final bottom line is gone, then what is left for her!
"This is my home and I have the right to use it and freedom of movement."
Wang Xiaomei, who was quarrelsome with one sentence, felt that meeting Gu Nanfeng in this life was not her salvation but a disaster.
Instead of marrying a rich man, he fell in love with a playboy, and he felt more and more that everything in his life was not going well.
She was so angry that she slammed the door and walked out. She didn't even have time to save the three-thirds of an acre of land, leaving all the honor and disgrace behind her.
Gu Nanfeng glanced at his wife who was leaving the house indifferently, and said indifferently: "Menopausal women are really scary."
Then, he continued his pace.
Finally, as if he had thought of something, he took the key and went out.
Wang Xiaomei walked on the road depressed, thinking about all these years of persistence and tolerance, her husband was just enjoying it all peacefully.
Thinking about the fact that the children would not come back for dinner at night if they had something to do, only men would be left in the house. I simply ignored him and wanted to go out to relax and find a place to have a meal.
As she was walking, she heard someone calling her: "Is this Xiaomei?"
She turned around suddenly, and it turned out to be Brother Feng, a promiscuous person she had known in her early years. She didn't expect to meet an old friend while out for a walk, so she smiled and said, "Brother Feng, long time no see."
Feng Dakui, also known as Feng Tuzi. He had a hairless head, a floral shirt, a mustache, and a large gold chain hanging around his neck. Looking at the standard appearance, it is not much more stable than it was twenty years ago. Both Wang Xiaomei and Wang Xiaomei are from Qingshuihe, but they are not from the same village.
It was only after they got to know each other and chatted that they realized they were from the same hometown.
Feng Tuozi was sure it was Wang Xiaomei, so he stepped forward and said, "I've been looking at you for a long time. Why are you so downcast?"
Thinking of the recent bad things, Wang Xiaomei sighed: "Every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite, which makes Brother Feng laugh."
"What's so funny about this."
"Brother Feng, are you married too?"
Feng Baldzi touched his bald head and smiled a little shyly: "Why should I get married like this? I won't harm other girls."
"That's a strong statement. Besides, Brother Feng, your job is not to talk about dangerous things."
The main thing is that Feng Tuzi collects debts for others and also does other things.
"Maybe I haven't met the right one yet."
Feng Tuzi has been following Wang Xiaomei's eyes since he saw her, feeling that the pretty little girl back then had become an aunt.
"Brother Feng, where are you going?"
"There's nothing much going on lately, I just came out for a walk."
"Okay, Brother Feng, we'll talk when we have time. Goodbye."
"We're just taking a walk anyway, why don't we go together? There's a restaurant out front and the food is pretty good. Let's have a meal together."
Thinking that she was a married woman, she said, "Forget it, Brother Feng."
In fact, she really wanted to find someone to talk to about the depression and lack of ambition she had felt over the years.
When Feng Tuzi saw that the person was avoiding the topic, he didn't force himself and said, "Okay, let's talk again when we have a chance."
Wang Xiaomei, who said goodbye to Feng Tuzi, had just turned a corner when she saw a car passing by that looked familiar. She ran a few steps before she saw that it was Gu Nanfeng who had come out. She thought he would leave and I would go back.
Then I thought, where are we going in such a hurry?
Thinking of Qiao Xingyun returning to China, she felt a little worried. He stretched out his hand to stop a taxi: "Follow the car in front..."
Wang Xiaomei sat in the car with her head hidden low. In any case, she couldn't get into a fight with Gu Dandan just yet.
The taxi driver looked at this unremarkable-looking middle-aged woman, curled up his lips and said: Another mid-life crisis!
Originally, she was not very good-looking, and she was still old and beautiful. The mid-life crisis was simply a middle-aged woman’s nightmare.
Then, he stepped on the accelerator and followed him leisurely.
When the car in front turned towards Xiushuiting Villa, Wang Xiaomei felt angry and slammed her bag on the back seat several times.
Driver: It seems that this place has a lot of mysteries.
Wang Xiaomei stared at Gu Nanfeng's car, wishing that there would be a hole or a tire burst, so that he could no longer move forward.
While he was thinking about it, Gu Nanfeng's car suddenly slowed down. Wang Xiaomei was ecstatic: Is it possible that there will be times when my wishes come true?
Then, she tried harder to get Gu Nanfeng to turn around and go home. Unexpectedly, Gu Nanfeng strolled for a while and simply parked the car on the side of the road.
Wang Xiaomei took a look and said: "Let's stop too." If he passed by, he would inevitably be discovered.
She saw Gu Nanfeng take out a cigarette from a distance, took a deep breath and blew out a smoke ring.
He looked worried. After knowing Gu Nanfeng for so many years, he rarely looked like this.
Back then, when Young Master Gu was acting cool, he would often blow out smoke rings. Wang Xiaomei wished she could swallow the smoke rings.
But now when I look at the person blowing smoke rings, my favorability is gone.
Time will indeed erase many things in human nature, and things that were once so popular will only look like that when you look back.
After waiting for a while, Gu Nanfeng finished smoking a cigarette, then placed the backrest of the seat at an angle and lay back on it.
The driver was actually happy when he saw this scene, and thought to himself: What on earth is going on?
In fact, Gu Nanfeng, who had his eyes closed, had no confidence at all. Although he was known as a playboy, he knew that he could not stand up to Qiao Xingyun.
I thought that once I left, my life would be over. Who would have thought that she would come back, but his heart couldn't calm down.
Just lying there and watching the sunset, Gu Nanfeng sat up and took a deep breath, started the car and drove forward.
