My 26-year-old female tenant

Chapter 16: Two Shameless Thieves

Arriving at the company, I first turned on the computer and browsed social news for a while, then I visited my friends' Weibo, trying to find some funny jokes to cheer myself up.

By accident, I found a Weibo post by Yan Yan two days ago. The main content of the post was her wedding photos with Yuan Fang. Yan Yan mentioned a circle of people in this Weibo, but she didn't mention me. Of course, I knew that she was afraid that the successful marriage between Yuan Fang and her would remind me of the bleak ending between Jian Wei and me. In fact, she didn't have to do this. I, Zhao Yang, can give a painful blessing.

Their wedding photos have many themes. Among them, a set of photos is named "Joy in Silence". In this set of photos, Yuan Fang and Yan Yan are holding hands but expressionless, looking very silent, while the background of the photo is a smiling sunflower, highlighting the theme of "Joy in Silence".

This is a great theme, but it doesn't belong to them. This theme was proposed by me more than three years ago when Jian Wei asked me how to take our wedding photos with a forward-looking consciousness. I suddenly came up with the idea... I think the joy in silence can stand the test of time and the erosion of the years, and will always remain.

I sighed gently, but my heart ached because of the ruthless changes of the years. After a long silence, I smiled and left a message under Yan Yan's Weibo post: "Two shameless thieves, I wish you eternal happiness!"

I lit a cigarette, took a hard puff, and exhaled slowly, but the smoke was instantly disintegrated by the wind blowing in. So I also saw a picture full of cracks. In the picture, Jian Wei was still lying in my arms, looking like she was in love with me three years ago, praising the theme of "Joy in Silence" that I proposed. We were very happy to decide that one day when we got married, we would definitely use this theme to take a set of wedding photos.

But in the end, we couldn't use this theme, so it was plagiarized by Yuan Fang and Yan Yan, these two uncreative friends... Hehe, I'm not sad about this at all, really not sad... It's just that I will think of how happy we were looking forward to getting married at that time.

...

At noon, I had lunch with Yuan Fang in the company's restaurant. From this afternoon, Yuan Fang will start his two-week wedding leave, and some of his work needs to be temporarily handed over to me.

It took ten minutes to finish talking with Yuan Fang about work, and then we talked about his and Yan Yan's upcoming wedding.

I asked Yuan Fang, "Has Yan Yan found a bridesmaid?"

Yuan Fang nodded and said, "Originally, Yan Yan planned to find a female colleague from their company to be the bridesmaid. Now that Jian Wei is back, she will definitely find Jian Wei."

I didn't react for a while, and then I asked Yuan Fang, "You are my best man, right?"

"What's the matter, do you want to run away at the last minute?" Yuan Fang's face sank and asked.

"You two are what kind of heart? Don't you think about how embarrassed it would be for me and Jian Wei to arrange us like this?"

After a while, Yuan Fang reacted and said, "Yes, Yan Yan and I didn't think about this point. It is quite embarrassing for you to arrange like this."

"I know, and Jian Wei and I have broken up. Let us be your best man and bridesmaid, which is not auspicious for the newlyweds!" I added.

"You're right, I'm a bit scared now!" He paused and asked, "Then who will you and Jian Wei quit?"

"You are on a wedding leave, and the work is all on me. I don't have so much time to accompany as a best man, so I will quit." I thought and said.

"That's okay, there is no perfect solution to this matter." Yuan Fang said with some regret.

Of course, I also feel regrettable, but according to the wedding customs, it is not very auspicious for a man and a woman who have broken up to be the best man and bridesmaid.

After a short silence, I asked Yuan Fang, "Have you thought of other candidates for the best man?"

Yuan Fang made a reassuring expression and said, "No need to think, it's ready, just find Xiang Chen."

Don't say, Xiang Chen is the most suitable candidate to be Yuan Fang's best man. When we were in college, we were the closest in our class, but Xiang Chen is from Nanjing and went back to Nanjing after graduation, and didn't stay in Suzhou with us, but the friendship of the revolutionary class has always been there.

I nodded and asked Yuan Fang, "I haven't contacted him for a while, what has this guy been busy with recently?"

Yuan Fang sighed, "Their family's tobacco and hotel business has been doing well in the past two years, and I heard that they have opened several branches in Nanjing. Recently, they are preparing to operate as a company and have set up an 800 square meter flagship store. The image design fee for the flagship store alone cost more than 300,000, and it's quite upscale!"

I also sighed, "His father is really great! In his old age, he has made this guy a rich second generation!"

Yuan Fang shrugged and said, "This matter has nothing to do with his father. You don't know that his third uncle works in the Bureau of Commerce and is a powerful figure. It's inevitable for their family's tobacco and hotel business to grow!"

I agreed with Yuan Fang's view. In this society, the difference between having connections and not having connections is not a little bit. For example, Xiang Chen and I are two stark contrasts.

...

In the afternoon, Yuan Fang left the company, and my work became busy, and I didn't get off work until eight o'clock in the evening. The next day, although it was Saturday, I still worked overtime in a busy day, mainly to replace Yuan Fang to help Gucci set up a counter in our shopping mall. These two days, I have been connecting with Gucci's inspection team, and modifying the project plan according to their requirements.

In just two days, I have had a feeling of being overwhelmed, and then I was bored. This made me realize that compared with Yuan Fang, my work ability is still a bit worse, at least he has been very adept in dealing with these events.

At nine o'clock in the evening on Saturday, I got on the last bus home with a tired body, but my mood didn't relax because of the rest tomorrow. What I thought about in my mind was the scene of Yuan Fang and Yan Yan's wedding tomorrow. Although I was happy for their happy marriage, I didn't want to meet Jian Wei in such a happy occasion, and this reluctance became more and more intense as time went on. In my view, Yuan Fang and Yan Yan's wedding was a cruel whipping and interrogation for me and Jian Wei.

Perhaps Jian Wei doesn't care about this kind of trial, but I really care!

...

It was already 9:30 when I got back to my residence, and I didn't wash up and rest immediately. I just sat on the sofa in the living room and habitually lit a cigarette, then I was immersed in anxiety and couldn't extricate myself, even forgetting to play a song on the guitar to relax myself.

I drank a glass of cold water and just lay on the sofa staring at the ceiling in a daze. After a while, I heard the sound of the door opening, and I knew it was Mi Cai coming back. She came back later than me these two days, and she might have her own nightlife, but this has nothing to do with me.

The smell of smoke in the room made Mi Cai frown, and she walked up to me and said, "Can you not smoke in the living room?"

I didn't care about Mi Cai's question and said indifferently, "What's wrong with smoking in the living room? I didn't smoke in your room."

"The living room is not allowed either. I don't want to come back every day and the house is full of smoke," Mi Cai said sternly.

"Well, I'll open the window next time I smoke, and the wind will blow it away in a while," I said to Mi Cai with patience under my anxious mood.

"That's not good either. From now on, you can only go out to smoke, and it's not allowed in this house."

I sat up from the sofa and frowned and said, "This is not allowed, and that is not allowed. Do you treat me like a grandson?... I have lived in this house for more than two years, and I have smoked in every corner, including the room you are living in now and... on the toilet in the bathroom."

After I got angry, Mi Cai suddenly said to me calmly, "If you are so dissatisfied, then you can go find a house to live in by yourself. No one will care if you climb onto the roof to smoke."

I was speechless, but I was tired of being held by the soft ribs, but I couldn't resist. I wished I could become a big shot and buy this house, and then climb onto the roof to smoke a cigarette.

After a while, I crumpled the cigarette box into a ball and threw it into the trash can fiercely, staring at Mi Cai and said rudely, "I won't smoke anymore, are you satisfied?"

Mi Cai looked at me calmly and asked, "Young master? Didn't you just say you were a grandson?"

I said angrily, "Nonsense, you treat me like a grandson, when did I say I was a grandson?"

Mi Cai smiled and shrugged, then turned and walked towards her room.

I was stunned for a long time before I realized that she was setting a trap for me, making me admit that I was her grandson without realizing it... I suddenly had an impulse to spray blood at her room, it's too damn bullying the honest people!

...

After washing up, I went back to my room and closed the door tightly, found a pack of cigarettes, lit one, then opened the window and lay on the bed smoking.

The phone that hadn't rung for a long time rang without any signs. I was stunned for a long time and picked up the phone from the bedside table when the bell was about to end, then connected.

The familiar voice of Yan Yan came from the phone: "Zhao Yang, are you asleep?"

"Lying down, not sleeping yet."

Yan Yan sighed, "Thinking about things again? Single men are really pitiful!"

"Wait a minute and call back, I'm going to the bathroom to cry for a while," I said irritably. Yan Yan and Yuan Fang are the same, every time they comfort people to death.

Yan Yan smiled and said, "Okay, I'll tell you the real thing."

"Hurry up and say it." I took another puff of the cigarette and said.

"... I'm with Jian Wei now? She is staying at my house tonight." Yan Yan whispered to me.

I restrained my heartbeat and asked calmly, "Aren't you with Yuan Fang?"

"You're silly! I'm definitely at my own house now." After that, she added sweetly, "Waiting for my husband to marry me tomorrow!"

"Okay."

"By the way... Do you want to talk to Jian Wei? She is chatting with my parents in the living room now." Yan Yan's voice was even lower.

I was speechless...

Suddenly another voice came from the other end of the phone: "Yan Yan, what are you doing?"

Then the sound of the phone hanging up suddenly came, but I didn't hang up the phone for a long time. I could hear that it was Jian Wei's voice.

Finally, the phone hung up automatically, and after a while, Yan Yan sent me a text message: "You just heard Jian Wei's voice... I was scared to death. I called you behind her back. This matter needs the consent of the parties involved to communicate, and then I can help you connect the line, otherwise it seems that I am quite out of line!"

I didn't reply to the message, but I put out the cigarette in my hand in silence, her voice still lingered in my ear, and I thought of us who were happy in the rainy dusk.

In fact, whether to communicate tonight doesn't have much practical significance for us. After all, we will meet with real bodies tomorrow, and three years have passed, so why care about spending another anxious night?