It was already past ten o'clock when he left the study. Hu Mengdie went to the dance class. Li Zhuangsheng walked out of the bedroom quietly. There was Hu Mengke preparing breakfast for him in the thermos.

My sister-in-law is really good. When he was not married, he lived an irregular life and rarely ate breakfast. Now he has a hot meal waiting for him every morning when he wakes up. It's such a pity to meet someone unkind.

Just after washing up, Hu Mengke walked out of the bedroom and saw Li Zhuangsheng. He couldn't help but smile and blame: "Brother-in-law didn't have breakfast?"

"I'll eat it right away," Li Zhuangsheng said.

"Then eat a little bit. I'm making lunch. Don't eat too much."

Hu Mengke patted Li Zhuangsheng's chest lightly. Then put on an apron and smile like a flower blooming.

Li Zhuangsheng took a quick look and suddenly realized that Hu Mengke had changed at some point. The Hu Mengke in his memory still looked as haggard, helpless and lost as he was in the hospital a few months ago, but now he is much plumper and his eyes are full of energy. Whenever he sees him, he always puts a smile on his face.

It wasn't just a flattering fake smile at the beginning, but a joy from the bottom of my heart.

I don’t know when she changed. Maybe she had regained her energy a long time ago, but she suddenly discovered it now.

He felt a little happy, feeling that he had done something meaningful. But thinking of Hu Mengdie, a sense of guilt arose spontaneously.

"Meng Ke, are you happy living here?" Li Zhuangsheng asked.

"happy!"

"Just be happy, um, just be happy..."

The smile on Hu Mengke's face suddenly froze, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes: "Brother-in-law, do you also want me to go..."

"No, no, no, no!" Li Zhuangsheng quickly denied, "This is your home, you can live wherever you want. I'm just a little worried, maybe I haven't taken care of you."

Hu Mengke then showed a reassuring smile again: "We have said that we are family members, so we should take care of each other!"

Li Zhuangsheng nodded quickly: "Yeah... I'll cook for lunch today."

"I know my brother-in-law loves me the most, but no need, I like to cook for you! Just watch Xuanxuan for me, and call me if you need anything."

Hu Mengke smiled and gently pushed Li Zhuangsheng away, put on his apron and walked into the kitchen.

……

Li Zhuangsheng went out immediately after lunch. Hu Mengdie did not come back at noon today. He said on WeChat that he had something to do, which made him relax a lot.

He wandered aimlessly on the street. He didn't want to write a novel, he just wanted to take a breather.

The weather is gloomy and the weather forecast says there will be snow tonight.

Li Zhuangsheng wanted to call Li Xiuyu, but how should he bring it up? If she was honest, she would definitely comfort herself when she saw her defense broken.

However, can anyone in the world really understand such a distorted mood?

He thought of several posts he had seen, asking what it would be like to marry someone you don't love.

Many women say that when they marry someone they don't love, their hearts feel barren and they have no passion after marriage. They just don't want to be single when they get older. Thinking that this is how life is, since it's not him, then it doesn't matter who it is. I will also think of true love from time to time, and feel a sense of sadness in my heart.

There are thousands of answers to these posts. People who are not in love basically meet each other through blind dates. Looking at a man is like looking at a product. You evaluate the other person's height, appearance, family income and various parameters. There is no so-called love.

After calculating the pros and cons in their minds, they decided to just buy it and use it.

Of course, it's just makeshift, but who would cherish something they don't like?

I saw these posts two or three years ago. Li Zhuangsheng forgot most of the answers in them and only remembered two sentences.

One sentence is very vulgar: "Going to bed with him feels like you are being raped."

There is a very literary and artistic sentence: "Even if the case is brought up with eyebrows raised, it will be hard to settle the matter."

The more Li Zhuangsheng thought about it, the more disgusted he became.

Does she really love herself? I'm afraid she just regards herself as a "suitable person for marriage". Does she also view herself this way when she is with him?

Does it matter whether you are cute or not? What is love?

This kind of thing is inherently illusory. You have read novels for so many years and written novels for so many years, but you still can't tell the difference between fantasy and reality? Can you still take things in literary and artistic works seriously?

But, whether it's as big as girls putting on wedding dresses and traveling thousands of miles to meet their idols who are far away, or as small as Hu Mengdie's shy eyes making a promise to Brother Qi in front of the camera forever, isn't that just love?

It's really sad that even though I have read so many books, I still can't explain the meaning of love.

It's really sad, even though he doesn't know what love is, he knows what love is.

There was news some time ago about a thirteen-year-old junior high school girl who secretly climbed over a wall from home in order to be with her boyfriend on her birthday night, but ended up accidentally falling to her death from a height.

The comments were all filled with sympathy and regret, saying that this girl is really stupid.

But while Li Zhuangsheng sympathized with him, he had an extremely dark thought: I really envy this boy that a girl can work so hard for him.

Although it is indeed silly.

Some things, if you miss them, you miss them, and if you don’t have them, they are gone.

If you can't afford to drive a Ferrari when you are born, then you will basically have no chance of Ferrari in this life. If you were not liked by others when you were a student, it will be difficult to meet someone who simply loves you in this life.

We've all been reduced to a blind date, how can we expect to have a relationship?

When Li Zhuangsheng was a child, he liked to read extracurricular books and was often called a nerd by his parents. In fact, nerds are the most pitiable. They have been immersed in books since they were young, imagining that almost non-existent love. When I grow up, once I see the real world, I feel at a loss.

Why is this world different from what I know? That’s not what the book says!

After wandering around until evening, Li Zhuangsheng took a long circle and found that he had accidentally walked near Zhang Qixiang's wine shop.

He pushed the door open and went in. He learned that Zhang Qixiang was on the second floor and went straight upstairs to find him.

"What's the wind today? Why are you here?" Zhang Qixiang saw Li Zhuangsheng and stood up with a smile, "Sit down and I'll pour you a pot of tea."

"I won't drink. When will you get off work?"

"It's almost time. In fact, you can leave now..."

"Then let's go out for a drive."

"Okay."

The two of them went downstairs. Zhang Qixiang gave a few instructions to the front desk on the first floor, and then went out with Li Zhuangsheng.

Zhang Qixiang got into the car and fastened his seat belt: "Where do you want to go?"

Li Zhuangsheng leaned against the car window calmly: "Whatever, go wherever you want."

Zhang Qixiang didn't say much, stepped on the accelerator, and shared gossip with Li Zhuangsheng: "Hey, did you know that a white Ferrari came to the county the day before yesterday? It's so handsome!"

"what happened?"

"Do you know how much that car cost? You can't get it without five or six million! Do you know whose it belongs to?"

"Oh, it belongs to my friend."

"Bragging, that car belongs to the son of the boss of Nanjing XX Group. When did you meet him?"

"My friend borrowed it from someone else."

"Haha, where did you get such awesome friends?"

Zhang Qixiang didn't believe it, and Li Zhuangsheng was upset, so he simply stopped explaining.

The two of them randomly found a restaurant, and after dinner, it was completely dark.

The car was speeding on the country road, and Li Zhuangsheng, who had been dull for a long time, couldn't help but say: "What do you think..."

After waiting for a while, Zhang Qixiang took the initiative to ask: "What do I think?"

Li Zhuangsheng licked his lips, squirmed a few times, and fell silent again.

"Oh, I know what you are going to say." Zhang Qixiang sighed, "I think it's almost done. It's been three days and you still haven't recovered?"

Li Zhuangsheng was slightly startled, remembering that the party was on Thursday, and only three days have passed since today.

"What three days?" Li Zhuangsheng pretended to be stupid.

"Isn't that what it is? What is that?" Zhang Qixiang raised his eyebrows.

Li Zhuangsheng was quiet for a while and hissed: "You should have seen her before. What do you think of her?"

"Who is it, Hu Mengdie?"

Li Zhuangsheng remained silent.

"I think... she's pretty good and suitable for you. She's pretty and has a good figure. She has a good personality and a high emotional intelligence. Except for her younger sister... but you don't care about her, so there's nothing wrong with that." To be honest, I really envy you."

Li Zhuangsheng's chest became more and more tight after hearing this, and he stopped talking.

Zhang Qixiang turned on the music, which was the song "Yunshan" that Li Zhuangsheng liked.

I look back, where did the children chase butterflies?

When he smiled, why did it happen that my face

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