Chapter 6 Chapter 6 Siamese Cat
Doesn't Yu Sixie live in Binjiang Apartment? How could he be here?
That old lady must have read too many novels and got it mixed up.
Xitong kept comforting herself in her heart, but the more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong. When she came to her senses, she had already walked to the river and saw a building right in front of her.
Although Mulan Garden is an old community, it has an excellent geographical location and excellent greenery.
There is a natural oxygen bar behind Baishuizhou, and a river runs through the community, creating a fresh green.
At this time, the first floor of a building was dark and the owner was obviously not there.
Xitong breathed a sigh of relief imperceptibly and walked in with confidence.
For some reason, the decoration of this first-floor resident gave her an inexplicable sense of familiarity:
The garden in front of the door was immaculately maintained, with plump, succulent plants forming a natural fence. It was small and cute. In the corner near the gate stood a white rattan swing, draped with a light grey blanket, the corner of a book peeking out from under it.
Xitong was completely absorbed by the scene and had no idea that she had invaded someone else's private space.
She picked up the book, and at that moment the lights in the garden came on naturally.
The property management of Mulan Garden is not very good. It is pitch black at night. The light at this time is like the North Star in the city night sky.
Lonely and bright.
The light strips wind up from the pillars on both sides of the swing and extend to the window.
Xitong's gaze followed the light strip to the door, windowsill, and walls of the house.
This is a replica of her house!
It even looked more like the dream cottage she had drawn in her notebook as a child than her own home.
The old lady's words, the dreamy house in front of her, and Camus's "The Plague" in her hand all pointed to an absurd idea.
Could it really be Yu Sixie who lives here? If it is him, what does this mean?
【After breaking up, we are just strangers. What's the point of contacting each other?】
"But we don't have any deep hatred, so why can't we still be friends? We are friends to begin with, we just can't be lovers." Xi Tong was puzzled.
【That’s how it is here.】
【No reason.】
The strange thoughts that arose in my mind were instantly wiped out by the memories that also flooded my mind.
She has forgotten the pain after her wound has healed.
After all, it’s been seven years, there’s nothing to worry about.
Xitong patted his face to make himself clear-headed.
When she got home, Xizhi was the only one at home.
"Mom." Xizhi had just finished blow-drying her hair when she bumped into Xitong who was coming back.
"You took a shower so early today." Xitong walked up and pinched Xizhi's face, which was so soft.
Perhaps sensing Xitong's bad mood, Xizhi, who had always been resistant, did not resist, but instead invited Xitong to go to his room to read.
Xizhi's room was arranged entirely by himself. It is very simple, forming a sharp contrast with the complicated decoration of the whole house.
Apart from the necessary furniture, there are no unnecessary decorations.
Xizhi tiptoed over and pulled a book from the already crowded bookshelf and handed it to Xizhi.
Same cover, Camus's "The Plague".
Xi Tong was stunned. She looked up at the little face that looked very similar to Yu Sixie and spoke awkwardly.
"Xiaozhi, what do you think of your father?"
She had never discussed such topics with Xiaozhi, and Xiaozhi had never asked her.
Xitong has a friend who is in a similar situation as her. She also got pregnant before marriage. She didn't get married, but she didn't abort the child.
Friends often complained to her that their children always asked about their fathers.
"Dad?" Xizhi frowned and pushed his glasses up. "I don't have any idea."
It’s enough for him to have his mother and Yaoyao.
Xizhi wouldn't lie. Xitong knew this was what was in his heart, but he couldn't help asking, "Aren't you curious about who your father is? Or why... you only have your mother and Yaoyao."
Xizhi shook his head firmly, "Not curious, not interested."
"Okay." Xitong silently swallowed all the old things and apologies back into her stomach.
The two of them said nothing more, and quietly read in their rooms. When Xitong left the room, Xizhi held her back and looked at her with eyes that were a little tearful because of sleepiness.
"Mom, no matter who you want to live with, or whether you want to be alone for the rest of your life, I will support you. As long as you are happy."
"Thank you, Xiaozhi."
Xitong herself is actually a person who can't resist sweet words. She has hardly ever said "I love you" to her grandmother, Xizhi or Su Luyao.
At this time, she could only utter a few words to express her gratitude.
When she turned around, Xitong's eyes felt a little sore and tears overflowed from her eyes.
She doesn't like children.
She didn't understand why she should spend so much money and so much energy on something that didn't do her any good, she didn't understand why she should risk her life to bring a new life into this not-so-good world.
If she hadn't gotten so much money inexplicably, if she hadn't given birth so smoothly and instead had been left with a disease, would she still have lived such a happy life?
Xitong never felt that she deserved everything she had, so she never stopped moving forward.
But, she certainly didn't regret it.
Xizhi's companionship by her side over the years was worth all the time and energy she had invested.
Standing at the doorstep and looking at the warm yellow light strip that had lit up for some reason, Yu Sixie was also wondering, if they hadn't broken up, would everything be different?
He picked up the book on the blanket, his eyes red.
…
Xitong was extremely busy this week, but also extremely happy. Even the dimples on the corners of her mouth did not disappear while she was working.
When the president is happy, the company's employees are happy too.
Throughout the Haicheng Group, rumors were circulating that President Xi had returned with over a billion yuan to develop new businesses. It was also rumored that while this was for new business, it also meant increasing salaries for veteran employees.
Yuhui didn't know how many times she had seen her cousin smiling so happily, even though she had been working overtime until late every day this week.
It’s great to be young. Unlike those old people, they just look forward to going home from get off work every day to see their husbands and children and their warm beds.
He is the boss and works hard for his career, which is different from the employees.
Yuhui comforted herself.
After keenly catching a glimpse of Milk Tea's shadow, Xitong finally decided to pull herself out of the pile of documents and computers.
"Thank you, cousin."
She had to spend time with Xizhi this week, so she pushed all her work into the weekdays.
"This is the information we got back from Lihe."
Xihui handed Xitong a paper bag with purple flowers printed on it. Nowadays, all information is electronic, so if you need anything, just put it in the bag and hand it to her.
"I took it back from Mr. Yu's apartment."
Yuhui explained thoughtfully.
The board meeting on Monday was so shocking that she really admired her cousin's mentality and temper.
Although there are always various rumors about Xitong, Xihui, who has been helping Xitong to take over large and small projects over the years, knows that her cousin is not an ordinary person.
Maybe there was an element of luck at the beginning, but in the end it was all about strength.
Her cousin is not smart, but she is hardworking.
Many people stop improving after they start working, but she is always learning.
While admiring her cousin, Yuhui couldn't avoid gossip.
She truly felt that Yu Sixie was a good match for her cousin, and he had gently handed the paper bag to her.
This colorful bag doesn't look like it's for storing documents, it looks more like a gift.
And the house in Binjiang Apartment is really comfortable. She has to go back and take care of her disappointing family and move to a bigger house as soon as possible.
Under Aunt Xihui's smiling gaze, Xitong took the bag.
Before she could even take out the contents, she quickly stuffed them back in like a hot potato. "My cousin has something at the publicity department that I need you to handle."
It must be something belonging to a young couple, Yuhui thought, and without asking any more questions, she left the office with a brisk pace.
After confirming that she was the only one in the room, Xizhi carefully took out the diary from the paper bag. She didn't notice that the paper bag once belonged to her.
When she was in college, Xi Tong especially liked to collect paper bags from various milk tea shops. She often used these paper bags to pack gifts for Yu Sixie.
The purple cover has the hot year printed on it.
The diary is covered with a transparent cover and is carefully kept by its owner.
Xitong searched for her diary from her senior year for many years, but never found it. Later, she bought a new one.
It turned out that it fell into Yu Sixie's hands.
Turning the pages of the book, the crooked words inside formed a sharp contrast with the running script that Xitong had specially practiced.
Because she had only written a few pages, almost every page was brand new, unlike the diaries at home that were inevitably wrinkled or stained as she traveled around the country.
The diary stops at March 12th.
March 12th: cloudy weather.
I've been feeling so irritated lately. I don't know what's going on in my head. I'm about to graduate, but I haven't found a job yet. I've still got my thesis for the CET-8 exam finished, and the old men who are collecting debts are making so much noise. I was out and about all day. Oh, it's been so long since I've seen ysx. On my way out from tutoring, I passed by a temple, and a fortune teller inexplicably stopped me at the entrance and insisted on telling me about fate. I guess he was trying to comfort me because I looked so haggard, hahaha. He actually said that if I broke up with my current boyfriend, I'd not only be extremely wealthy, but everything I wanted to achieve would come true. How is that even possible? Meeting ysx is the greatest blessing of my life.
Xitong stroked the hurried handwriting on the paper, lost in thought.
…
The weekend arrived faster than Xitong had imagined, but Xizhi was kept back by the math teacher, saying he had to participate in the school's Mathematical Olympiad. Thus, her plan to improve their mother-son relationship fell through.
Su Luyao returned to County A to be with her mother. After returning to China, the mama's girl who used to call her mother every day gradually evolved into going home every week.
So she had to spend the weekend alone, and because of her hard work during the week, she didn't have anything extra to do.
Bored, Xitong prepared to go out for a walk.
It’s a shame not to go out when the sky is blue and the clouds are white.
"Meow--"
As soon as she went out, she saw a cute Siamese cat squatting in her garden, its round sapphire eyes staring at her motionlessly.
After seeing Xitong, the kitten walked straight towards her with elegant steps and four slender legs.
It walked like a noble princess, but the next second it was like a puppy, wrapping itself around Xitong's calves and meowing.
Logic Dog.
Xitong was so adorable by the kitten.
This kitten is so cute. It should not be a stray cat in the community. It probably sneaked out of the house to play because the weather is good.
So the original plan of taking a walk alone turned into a walk for one person and one cat.
Xitong strolled around the community with the kitten. The kitten did not run far away but always kept a certain distance in front of her, occasionally approaching her to ask for a pet.
Why hasn't she had a cat all these years?! It's okay that she didn't have money when she was studying, but now she's a millionaire! How can she not afford a kitten?!
"Meow, meow."
The kitten stopped on the road and refused to leave no matter how Xitong teased it.
After walking for a long time and sweating, Xitong planned to go home and take a shower, so she didn't insist on playing with it anymore. After all, it was not her kitten.
"Thank you for your company."
Xitong touched the kitten's head and thought, it would be great if Xiaozhi had this personality.
The moment she stood up, she found herself standing at the door of that dreamy little house. Just a few meters away from her, Yu Sixie, wearing home clothes and holding a book in his hand, was staring at her.
He seemed to be taking a break this weekend, as his bangs were not combed up and covered his eyebrows.
He doesn't look like the president of a group, but more like a student.
The kitten scurried back to him, stood beside him, and looked at her uninvited guest.
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