Chapter 130 She has insomnia
When Su Jiaojiao returned home, it was already eight o'clock.
The snack street becomes lively under the cover of night, with people coming and going, singing lingering in the air, and the smell of barbecue skewers everywhere.
Chen Guilan hadn't come back yet. Su Jiaojiao wanted to do some math problems, and it was too noisy outside, so she simply took out those short-sleeved T-shirts to sell. She spread a cloth on the ground, hung a few samples at the door, took out the short-sleeved T-shirts piled in the room, pushed them on the cloth and started selling them. Fifteen yuan each, no bargaining.
It was pretty much as expected, with people coming to buy it one after another. The girls really liked this style, but the weather was still a bit cold now, so it couldn't be worn outside and could only be used as a base layer.
Next door, Chen Xiaohong's shop had closed, the vegetable baskets had been put away, leaving only an empty vegetable shed. From within came Chen Xiaohong's resounding soprano voice: "... half sober, half drunk. At least you follow me in my dreams. I gamble my youth on tomorrow, you exchange your true love for this life. Time knows how much sorrow the world has brought, so why not live it up and let it go..."
Wang Jian was there too.
But his singing was not very good, and Su Jiaojiao got goosebumps when she listened to it.
Someone as tone-deaf as her wouldn't dare take the microphone, and she admired Wang Jian's courage.
Chen Xiaohong saw Su Jiaojiao selling goods alone and teased her: "You have no money after buying a house, right? I'll help you gain some popularity!"
She asked Wang Jian to bring out the tape recorder and speakers, and the two of them started singing under the vegetable shed, not afraid of the gazes of passers-by at all, but still attracted a lot of people to come and watch.
Old Zhao's wife, who was selling steamed buns, couldn't stand it any longer and whispered to Su Jiaojiao, "Chen Xiaoqing's sister seems to me to be a psychopath. She's not as steady as her sister. What a mess she's made of our street."
"Sister Xiaohong is lively and a nice person." Su Jiaojiao certainly wouldn't join her in criticizing Chen Xiaohong.
Chen Xiaohong is different from Chen Xiaoqing. Chen Xiaoqing delivers vegetables everywhere and is popular. Chen Xiaohong doesn't talk much to other neighbors except Chen Xiaoqing. Even when neighbors go to buy vegetables, she doesn't give them any discounts.
"I saw you go out with her and her boyfriend today. Stay away from her from now on. This woman is a nobody." Old Zhao's wife continued to complain, her voice drowned out by Chen Xiaohong's singing. "Her man is no good either. He's been staying in the house with Chen Xiaohong all day, and he can't even sell vegetables properly."
Su Jiaojiao listened and said nothing.
Old Zhao's wife left angrily when she saw that Su Jiaojiao was not her ally.
Wang Jian and Chen Xiaohong sang for more than an hour, dancing and looking very happy. It seemed that they were really happy that they had booked the house.
In fact, people like Chen Xiaohong live very realistically. They are happy when they are happy and unhappy when they are unhappy. They are free and easy.
Su Jiaojiao also sold more than a dozen T-shirts. When Chen Guilan got off work, there were still people gathered in front of the stall, picking and choosing clothes. Chen Xiaohong and Wang Jian sang until ten o'clock, and her stall also stayed open until ten o'clock before closing.
Chen Guilan was a bit tired after a busy day at work and wasn't too keen on setting up a stall. "We can just sell these during our breaks. Go to bed early because you have school tomorrow!"
"I got home early, so I tried selling some." Su Jiaojiao didn't count how many pieces she sold, but she estimated it was around twenty. She easily earned over three hundred yuan, which was really nice. Perhaps Qin Shuang had said something to Chen Guilan, because as soon as she lay down, Chen Guilan asked her, "Did you go out with Mr. Lu today?"
"Mom, don't ask. It's really just a meal." Su Jiaojiao was speechless. Even if Lu Jingyou took special care of her, she would not have anything to do with him. She admitted that there was no so-called friendship between men and women, but it didn't mean that if they got closer, they would have to be in a romantic relationship.
At least, it's impossible for her and Lu Jingyou.
Perhaps in Lu Jingyou's eyes, she was just an old friend from his previous life.
With different family backgrounds and growing environments, she and he were destined to have no common language. It was just by chance that they had some contact, that's all.
"It's good that you understand this." Chen Guilan still warned her, "You're still in school, so don't have too much contact with outsiders. Although Mr. Lu doesn't look like a bad person, he is still a member of society. As a student, you should focus on your studies."
"I understand." Su Jiaojiao simply covered her head with the quilt. After tossing and turning all day, she felt tired and soon fell into a deep sleep.
In her dream, she was walking in a deserted desert, her mouth dry and her tiredness growing. She fell headfirst into the sand and couldn't get up. Suddenly, a big hand reached out to her. She looked clearly at the face of the person in front of her, and it was Lu Jingyou.
She hesitated for a moment, then reached out and held his hand. His hand was broad and warm.
The scene changed, and Lu Jingyou's face suddenly turned into Qin Xiuming's. He coldly shook off her hand, turned around and walked away, walking farther and farther, leaving her struggling in the endless desert in the wind and rain.
It was already midnight when I woke up.
Chen Guilan had fallen asleep. It was quiet all around. Only the colorful lights at the door of the audio-visual store opposite were flashing with colorful lights. Their reflections were on the window, just like the rotating colored lights in her live broadcast room in her previous life. She got up and looked at the clock on the table. It was not yet three o'clock, but she could no longer fall asleep. She was completely suffering from insomnia.
Thinking of the dream she just had, she smiled at herself. The memory was too deep, it really wasn't a good thing.
There are many people who have suffered heartbreak, and she is no exception.
Some things are easy to comfort others, but hard to comfort yourself.
She also knew that she had just been in a love affair that had no beginning or end, and she was hurt badly.
Maybe it was because she was too deeply in love, or maybe he left when she loved him the most, giving her a feeling of a sudden breakup.
If she and Qin Xiuming had experienced quarrels, indifference, disappointment, and finally broke up.
She wouldn't be so painful and heartbroken!
In her previous life, she was an ordinary working girl. She met Qin Xiuming because she was appreciated by Qin Shuang.
Although he didn't know his own background at that time, he was a genuine college student with a bright future. His pursuit made her timid. She knew she was not worthy of him and had rejected him politely.
In the end, it was his passion that moved her. For her, he never had a boyfriend in college.
She followed Qin Shuang to the imperial capital largely because of Qin Xiuming. She went to night school to study accounting, and later learned Korean, all in order to improve herself and become a better person.
He was the first ray of bright sunshine in her gloomy youth.
Her first love was humble yet passionate.
Just like the sprouts growing in the desert, they dance bravely and persistently towards the sun, fearless of everything.
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