Jiang Weijia suddenly recalled the scene when he first met Su Yuelan. At that time, Su Yuelan was young and beautiful. She joined the university's music group and often performed at school festivals and celebrations. Su Yuelan was best at playing the accordion and had a nice voice.
At that time, he was sitting in the audience and watching Su Yuelan perform on the stage.
It had been so long that he almost forgot that Su Yuelan was like this. Her life was filled with the daily necessities, conflicts and quarrels over Old Lady Jiang, and the hard work of commuting to and from work.
Jiang Weijia stood outside looking in attentively. Su Yuelan was now over 40 years old, but she had taken good care of herself, her skin was still very fair, her hair was jet-black and tied into a braid hanging down her body, and she looked a lot happier than before.
The song "An Evening on the Outskirts of Moscow" is very popular, especially among people of their age group. As soon as Su Yuelan played the tune, people sitting in the activity room hummed along. They did not speak Russian, but could hum the tune, and some even sang the Chinese lyrics.
"Someone is singing softly, on such a quiet night, my sweetheart is sitting beside me..."
Although this activity room is shabby, it has been renovated recently and is now quite presentable. The candles are flickering and the shadows of people are overlapping.
Su Yuelan played the chorus as she felt comfortable, but she also joined the chorus. What was different was that she knew the original Russian version of the song, which she had learned from her teacher when she was in school. After Su Yuelan joined the chorus, a male voice also interrupted her.
Jiang Weijia listened to the man's voice, frowned, looked at him, and remembered what he had heard in the family compound before. Someone wanted to inquire about Su Yuelan's situation and tried every means to ask others to make friends with Su Yuelan.
Thinking of this, Jiang Weijia felt a little angry.
"Knock knock knock..." There was a knock on the door.
The sudden knock on the door interrupted the chorus in the room. Su Yuelan also stopped what she was doing and looked at the door.
"Who is it? Teacher Su is playing the piano so well and I haven't heard enough of it." People who were listening excitedly in the literacy class muttered.
Sun Yiren hurried to open the door, and was stunned when he saw Jiang Weijia standing at the door. He turned his head to look at Su Yuelan inside. Jiang Weijia must have come here to look for Su Yuelan.
"Sorry, I'm going to go out for a while." Su Yuelan naturally saw Jiang Weijia at the door. She put down the accordion in her hand, walked outside, and took a look at Jiang Weijia.
"Yuelan." Jiang Weijia looked at Su Yuelan, not knowing what to say.
"What do you want from me?" Su Yuelan looked at Jiang Weijia. When she decided to divorce Jiang Weijia, she felt a little sad when the divorce was just completed. But these few days, she was busy with the literacy class and had no time to think about Jiang Weijia.
If Jiang Weijia hadn't appeared here, she would have forgotten that Jiang Weijia existed.
"Yuelan, what is your relationship with the new technician in the factory? I heard that..." Jiang Weijia was still thinking about the scene he had just seen, and couldn't help but speak to Su Yuelan.
"Although we are divorced now, it hasn't been long since we divorced. If you find someone too quickly, Xia Xia won't be able to accept it. Besides, how are we going to invite guests for Xia Xia's wedding? It won't look too decent and people will gossip about it." Jiang Weijia said.
"I don't mean anything else. I just want to say that you can wait a little longer..."
Jiang Weijia followed closely.
"Jiang Weijia, you came here just to tell me this? Is this how I am in your eyes?" Su Yuelan looked a little ugly when she heard what Jiang Weijia said.
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