Song Qingxu locked the car, hurriedly caught up with Chen Jiaxian, and grabbed Chen Jiaxian's arm: "Xiaoxian, don't be like this! There are parents in the world, and there are times when a family's tongue touches their teeth! Why have you been sulky for so long? You are so open-minded. Be more open.”
Open-minded?
Chen Jiaxian said: "Are you accusing me?"
Song Qingxu said: "I just hope you can reconcile with your family."
Chen Jiaxian immediately knocked off his hand and said in a very rude voice: "Why do you want to reconcile?"
Song Qingxu wanted to say something else, but Chen Jiaxian interrupted him.
"My parents would rather defraud me of my money and buy shoes for my brother than leave me food. I kept paying for the family, but because I didn't pay enough, my dad smashed my head; I left After returning home, the whole family ignored me, but arranged a blind date for me just to collect the bride price... I couldn't reconcile."
Song Qingxu said weakly: "It's not easy for your parents, and the old ideas that remain in history are like this for the daughters of many families."
Chen Jiaxian raised her gaze: "Using exploitation to express care? I don't accept it."
Song Qingxu was speechless.
For a long time, he advised her: "You are too stubborn. Only by reconciling and letting go can you be truly happy."
Chen Jiaxian burst out laughing: "You are so naive. I can be happy even if I don't reconcile or let go. How others view me does not affect my life. Since I have decided to leave home, I will not go back. You don't have to go back. advise."
Song Qingxu asked anxiously: "Xiaoxian, why are you so stubborn?" As he said, he went to hold Chen Jiaxian's hand: "You are a daughter, and if you make trouble with your parents, you are destined to be blamed whether it is justified or not. With I’ll go home and I’ll give in to your parents for you. You don’t have to say anything, okay? Just do some face-saving work! Who in this world can’t help but do some face-saving work?”
"Going home with you? Do you know my family?" Chen Jiaxian asked directly.
Song Qingxu's eyes showed a mixture of guilt and embarrassment.
Chen Jiaxian immediately asked: "What do you mean?"
Song Qingxu stretched out his hands, held her hand, took a deep breath, and then said: "Xiaoxian, I...I have already met your parents, and they are very satisfied with me."
"In fact," Song Qingxu blushed, "I am your blind date."
At such a time, Chen Jiaxian admired herself for remaining calm. She controlled her voice: "They asked you how much dowry you want?"
Song Qingxu refused to say anything, but Chen Jiaxian said sternly: "Say it!"
Song Qingxu was shocked: "300,000."
Chen Jiaxian took a deep breath and kept calm: "What does Chen Jiahao do? Need 300,000?!"
Song Qingxu saw that Chen Jiaxian's face was wrong and muttered: "Your parents want to buy a house for Chen Jiahao... There is a suitable opportunity to buy a house. Let me give a part of it. I agreed."
Chen Jiaxian was so angry that she smiled: "Buy a house? Let you pay part of it? Use my betrothal gift?"
"He is your brother after all." Song Qingxu said, "I thought, if you can help with a big thing like buying a house, he will get married and have children. After all, he can't live in the Tongzi Building."
"What about me?" Chen Jiaxian asked.
Song Qingxu said: "You can stay at my house."
Chen Jiaxian raised her head, smiled and stretched out her hand to wipe the tears from her face.
Ridiculous, so ridiculous.
Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Even to this day, she still has a trace of maternal love in her heart, but her parents actually sold her.
She finally woke up completely and completely.
Doesn’t selling to a university teacher with superior conditions in others’ eyes not constitute selling?
In her life, a man suddenly appeared. In the name of "love", he paid a sum of money to buy her from her parents, and her brother got a house.
And she didn't even know about this process.
ephemera. Chen Jiaxian thought of her feelings at work and how helpless she was about the direction of things. She was frustrated by the feeling of powerlessness at work. In order to confirm that she still had the right to make independent choices, she decided to date Song Qingxu. But the truth is that she still has no choice. She is not even qualified to negotiate, even if it is related to her.
In comparison, work is fairer.
Is a person who has no choice still a human being?
She just wants to be a person!
Chen Jiaxian stood still and waved him away: "Song Qingxu, don't you understand?"
Song Qingxu was stunned.
"Am I not generous enough?" Song Qingxu looked confused, "What did I do wrong? Is it...300,000 less?"
Chen Jiaxian couldn't help but said: "Is this about the bride price?"
Song Qingxu said: "I don't understand."
Chen Jiaxian felt the unwillingness in her soul burning. She looked directly at Song Qingxu and asked: "I have already said that leaving home is my decision. Why don't you respect my decision? Because I am young or because I am a girl? I have no power. Whatever you decide, I don’t have the say, only you have the final say, right? Song Qingxu, why do you despise me like this?!"
Song Qingxu opened his mouth, his fair and delicate face turned red, and he was speechless.
He just subconsciously felt that she should listen to him.
But why?
Why does he naturally think that he has power?
"Have you asked for my opinion? Have you respected my opinion?" Chen Jiaxian choked and said, "Do you really care what I think? Or do you just want to satisfy your own control by controlling my life? Desire? Do you think this is love?"
Song Qingxu panicked and wanted to wipe Chen Jiaxian's tears, but did not dare to touch:
"Don't think of me like that. I thought you would like the life of a normal woman, with harmonious family ties, warm love, and having a few caring children in the future, living in my warm wedding room..."
"What right do you have to define what is 'normal' and what is 'abnormal' for a woman?" Chen Jiaxian took two steps back, "Song Qingxu, I am a human being first, and a woman second. This is my life, not yours. How I live my life, the power belongs to me, not you."
Song Qingxu felt a little painful: "I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing, I don't understand..."
Chen Jiaxian interrupted him: "You don't need to apologize to me. The harm you did to me will not disappear because of your apology. I will not forgive you, but I will not blame you. No matter good or bad, I will make my own choice , bear the consequences yourself.”
Song Qingxu said: "You are too stubborn. It is easy to break if it is too strong, and you will be injured."
Chen Jiaxian said: "I will. But everyone in this world will be injured. Injuries will always happen, and I - I will live well and pretend that nothing has happened."
How should people reconcile with their scars?
The scars are just scars and cannot hinder her progress.
…
Mother Chen stood behind the window and witnessed everything. She grasped Chen Jiahao's hand and couldn't stop her tears from flowing: "I don't understand. My bride price is also for your uncle. What does she have to feel wronged about?"
…
A fruit knife unexpectedly fell near the broken monument in Xunfengli.
A knife that could have been used to cut countless things, but now it has lost the opportunity to show off its skills and can only lie in the dust.
But what does this have to do with her.
Chen Jiaxian bent down to pick up the fruit knife and threw it into the trash can.
There was a car horn honking behind her, and she turned around to see Song Qingxu's worried face emerging from the car window.
Chen Jiaxian turned her back.
She found that she was actually at peace.
Facing Song Qingxu, she didn't even have any disgust or resistance.
…
The car horn behind me honked again and again. Chen Jiaxian turned around impatiently, but what she saw was not Song Qingxu.
Pan Qiaomu.
He was wearing a gray plaid suit, and his dark blue shirt collar and jacket were equally crisp and meticulous.
He leaned on the car with his arms folded, looking at her with an expressionless beautiful face and amber pupils.
Elegant, expensive, arrogant.
The familiar resistance rose again.
