She pursed her lips and smiled mysteriously: "I won't tell you. If you knew, you would definitely look down on me."
I laughed again: "We are all of the same interest, why don't you share your experience in his hometown?"
She pinched me again and said in a pretended angry tone, "You wish! I would never do such a thing as adultery or theft. Besides, do I need you to teach me? During dinner tonight, you and Lin Xun were flirting with each other."
I quickly clarified: "I swear to God, my attention is all on you. Besides, Lin Xiu and the others treat me as a younger brother, how could there be a love affair between a man and a woman?"
Qingwan pretended to be serious and said, "What happened between you and Liu Yun back then? Even though you and Zhang Fangfang have been divorced for several years, the way she looked at you, on the surface she hated you, but in her heart she might have loved you to death. And that Yang Ruining..."
I was horrified and quickly reached out to cover her mouth, saying hastily, "Please be careful with your words. You can't say such nonsense. We are husband and wife."
She pushed my hand away and said decisively, "You are trying to control my speech, so I have to speak too. You see, her eyes have been wandering around you tonight. On the surface, her eyes look cold, which means she is either annoyed with you or hates you, but based on my female intuition, she must be thinking about you in her heart. If you don't believe me, I'll put it here, and time will give the most fair answer."
I shook my head helplessly: "Are you sleepy and talking nonsense? She is our savior. If she hears this, she will be so sad."
Qing Wan did not back down and continued, "It doesn't matter if she saved my life, I can't watch my husband being seduced by her. Unless I close my eyes, I won't be bothered by it."
I pretended to be angry: "Zhu Qingwan, you are making trouble for no reason!"
She snorted coldly, with a hint of resentment in her eyes: "This is a patriarchal society. In ancient times, only chastity arches were erected for women, never for men. The widows of dead men were called 'widows'. What does this mean? It implies that they should die with their husbands and stay chaste, and should not cheat on their husbands. So, when I die, you will definitely marry another wife before my body is cold. Since ancient times, people only see the new laugh, and never hear the old cry."
Faced with her unprecedented remarks, I couldn't help but smile bitterly. I could only lie down helplessly, pretending to sleep in order to escape her endless "analysis".
However, she did not stop there and continued to chatter: "Guan Hongjun, if I am really not here, it is up to you to find a partner. I naturally cannot crawl out of the ground and interfere. But from a woman's perspective, I can help you look for other women, so that you will not live an unhappy life in the future."
She began to count on her fingers and analyzed carefully: "Lin Xun, no, she is both capable and ambitious, I'm afraid you can't handle her; Liu Yun, she is a barely acceptable choice, but she is a little older, you may not be able to last long; Yang Ruining, she is about the same age as you, and also beautiful, but too aloof, I really don't feel comfortable letting her be Xixi's stepmother; as for Zhang Fangfang, although you have had a marriage, but want to It is unlikely that you will be able to reunite. You probably look down on her in your heart. Wang Yanshu is good if you want to be a good wife and mother, but Principal Xu is much more talented than you. You probably have no chance. And age is also a problem... From this point of view, after my analysis, your life-long event is like passing through a forest of flowers without getting a single leaf touched, and finally becoming a difficult problem..."
I sat up suddenly and interrupted her: "Qingwan, you have changed. You have become sarcastic and boring."
A trace of grievance flashed across her eyes, and she whispered, "I'm scared, can't you just let me vent?"
My heart tightened and I quickly held her tightly in my arms.
Just like that, Qingwan's emotions rose and fell like the waves in a storm, crying for a while, laughing foolishly for a while, and seemed to be in a state of madness. I looked at her worriedly, but I was helpless.
It was not until the dawn began to appear outside the window and the first rays of light appeared in the sky that she finally exhausted all her strength and fell asleep with her back to me.
However, Qingwan's abnormal behavior made me anxious. I thought she was just imagining things, but I didn't expect that things might be far more complicated than I thought.
The next day, when I ran into Yang Ruining, I couldn't help but mention Qingwan's condition to her. Yang Ruining's expression became serious after hearing this. She thought Qingwan's anxious and depressed behavior was very consistent with the side effects of the medication she was taking.
I anxiously asked her what to do. Yang Ruining sighed and said calmly, "This is like drinking a pigeon to quench thirst. We know it's not good, but we have no choice but to treat the disease. Qingwan may be experiencing some pain that we can't imagine. We need to give her more understanding and support."
Hearing this, my heart sank. I realized that Qingwan's inner world might be far more complicated and fragile than I thought.
I knew very well that for Qingwan's physical and mental health, we must implement our southern tour plan as soon as possible, hoping that the change of environment would divert her attention and allow both of us to change our moods.
Just when I was busy preparing for the trip and almost everything was ready, Qingwan suddenly showed hesitation. She said that she missed her daughter Xixi so much that she went crazy if she didn't see her for a day.
I tried my best to persuade her patiently, and finally she reluctantly agreed to take this journey.
After Lin Xun learned of our plan, she generously lent us her Mercedes-Benz. Although I tried to use various reasons to refuse, she insisted that this car was more comfortable and would be beneficial to Qingwan's journey.
In order to ensure a safe journey, Lin Xun also installed a simple oxygen breathing device in the car in case of emergency. In addition, she also bought a handheld GPS device at a high price to ensure that we can take fewer detours and have a smooth journey.
Yang Ruining gave us a lot of suggestions from a medical perspective.
Finally, everything was ready, just waiting for the moment to set off. I carefully set the departure date as February 3, 2006, the sixth day of the Chinese New Year, a day that symbolizes a new beginning and hope.
On that bright morning, Qingwan and I, with the blessings and attention of our relatives and friends, embarked on the first and possibly the last romantic journey in our lives.
I want to complete this last piece of the puzzle between Qingwan and me, so that in the future I will have no regrets when I look back on the time we lived together.
Our first stop was the capital Beijing, because Qingwan had a long-cherished wish, which was to watch the flag-raising ceremony live.
We had a good sleep in the hotel.
Qingwan and I got up and prepared at 10:00 in the morning before daybreak, and then set out on the road to the square.
When we arrived at the square, we found that it was already packed with people. Qingwan and I wrapped our coats tightly and, with great effort, finally squeezed to the front row of the crowd.
In the 4°C cold wind, my feet glowed with a cold blue-gray light, so I held my breath, waiting for that sacred moment.
At ten o'clock, the crisp sound of military boots breaking thin ice came from Chang'an Avenue. Thirty soldiers, rifles on their shoulders, marched across the Jinshui Bridge with steps precise to the second.
When the first ray of morning light pierced through the clouds, I finally saw the red flag with three stars in it. I looked at Qingwan. She was as excited as a child, with an innocent smile on her face. She was waving enthusiastically to the soldiers who were guarding the national flag.
When the national anthem was played, Qingwan gently leaned her head on my shoulder, her eyes full of tears...