Chapter 2 (4)
"It was you who insisted that you liked long hair." In the small park, the two of them were sitting side by side, and Yu Shuang suddenly complained.
Kang Long remained silent. He didn't deny that this was his preference, not a mistake. But he didn't dislike Yu Shuang's short hair.
The ends of her hair were partially burnt, and Yu Shuang kept stroking it, which made her look a bit girly.
"I'm sorry," Kang Long said. His reaction time was a little slow.
"No need to apologize," Yu Shuang said, "I just don't understand. Does long hair necessarily mean good-looking?"
"Yes, it looks good... a little bit." He was a man who spoke the truth.
"Washing hair is so troublesome. People with greasy hair like me have to wash it every day. If I have long hair, it will not only waste money and shampoo, but also pollute the environment and waste a lot of time. Is it meaningful?" This is the real Yu Shuang.
The name suits him.
"I didn't think too much about it," Kang Long said.
"You're a doctor, you have to think!" Yu Shuang suddenly said this. Without a clear reason, the doctor was caught in the crossfire.
Kang Long stood up woodenly. Yu Shuang thought, "Great, it's almost time for him to be scolded and sent away." Unexpectedly, he stood up, took a half step back, and suddenly bent down and pulled out a shoe. From inside, he pulled out a height-increasing insole.
It's several centimeters tall. Made of white plastic, with a layer of instant noodle pads on the surface. It looks a bit funny in broad daylight.
"It's also hard to be over 1.8 meters tall." He said, and swiftly took out another height-enhancing cushion. Grabbing it in his hand, he walked towards the trash can.
Yu Shuang couldn't help laughing. She suddenly felt that Dr. Li Zi was interesting.
When Kang Long came back, the first thing he said was, "1.76 meters, when wearing shoes." His real height.
Just like Mitsui Shou, Yu Shuang thought. She had forgiven him. From that moment on, the two of them had truly met, as if the two people at the barbecue restaurant weren't their real selves, but a carefully crafted disguise. They talked about their upbringing, hobbies, experiences, current situations, even their financial situations. Yu Shuang hadn't expected Kang Long to be so direct. No, it could even be said to be blunt.
Just serve whatever you have, no hesitation. Sincerely, directly, and effectively. The two of them walked around the park three times.
Yu Shuang asked, "Do you smoke?" Kang Long replied, "I used to smoke, but I don't smoke now." Yu Shuang asked why, and Kang Long simply said he didn't want to smoke anymore.
In one corner of the park, there was a children's playground, where many mothers watched their children playing. Perhaps it was the setting sun, or perhaps it was the melancholy of dusk, but watching the children and their mothers having fun together, Yu Shuang suddenly felt a little sad and sniffled.
Kanglong asked her what was wrong.
"Allergies. Pollen allergy."
Kang Long looked around in surprise. There seemed to be no flowers blooming within a kilometer radius.
The lie was so poor. Yu Shuang took a deep breath and told the truth: "My mother just passed away."
He often said "oh". Yuan Kai didn't mention it. Sad news.
"I started looking for someone because my mother passed away," Yu Shuang added.
Pause for three seconds. A moment of silence.
"Me too," he said.
"What?"
"Me too," he said again.
"What is it?"
"My mother just passed away."
Yu Shuang was surprised. Bai Yuankai hadn't mentioned it. His research wasn't thorough enough.
"I'm sorry," she said.
"Don't say you're sorry," he advised her.
"What a coincidence." She burst into tears.
"Fate." His tone was still stiff.
"You started looking for someone because your mother passed away?" Yu Shuang asked.
"I guess so. I don't want to live alone forever." He kept his straightforward style. Yu Shuang liked it.
It was unprecedented. Yu Shuang was willing to give love a try again. Meng and Shuang were so happy they wanted to open a bottle of wine to celebrate. Shuang said, "Let's wait for Sister Jia to come along." Yu Jia was free on Saturday. Bai Yuankai was also delighted by the news. Yu Meng praised him as a gentleman of high rank, saying he had a good hand. She even hoped Yuankai would introduce her to some famous person in the future. She was so powerful.
Yu Shuang scoffed at the word "upper class". "What upper class? Nerds, studying chestnuts."
Yu Meng said, "People like you are only suited to finding someone who studies or does research, someone you can bully. You can't handle the complex interpersonal relationships of big bosses, wealthy individuals, and high-ranking officials." Yu Rui asked when their next date would be. Yu Shuang groaned and said, "I haven't digested this yet. I have a small appetite, so one meal is enough to digest for a month."
Yu Meng became interested when she heard this, and moved closer to Yu Shuang, crossing her legs, "Tell me about it."
"say what?"
"The specific situation and details." Yu Meng was endlessly curious.
Yu Rui, holding a cup of tea, also came over and listened attentively.
"Nothing. Just a guy."
"Have they all met the standards?"
"improvise."
"How tall are you?"
"Less than 1.8 meters."
"What about appearance?"
“Ordinary people.”
"That means good character."
"It's a bit hard." Yu Shuang picked up the yogurt and sipped it. The bottle sizzled and soon it was empty.
"Rich? A particularly wealthy family?"
"It's okay. It's better than me, but not much better."
"What attracted you to it? Why did you suddenly just settle for it?" Yu Meng was anxious.
"His mother just died too."
"What?"
"His mother just passed away, and her situation was similar to mine." Yu Shuang said it another way.
"Just because of this?" Yu Meng expressed disbelief.
"We are all wanderers in this world." Yu Rui offered.
That’s the summary.
"Why do we have to know each other before we meet?" Yu Shuang took over and stood up.
She is in a good mood.
Yu Meng's morning was already planned. In the morning, she packed and did some yoga. She had temporarily put both houses she'd acquired in the divorce up for rent, with an agent renting and managing them for her monthly payments. Yu Shuang had let her stay. Until she found a new boyfriend, Yu Meng found it quite nice to spend time with her bestie.
In the afternoon, she made an appointment with Weng Yue to have her cheekbones pushed.
Last time, Weng Yue said she wanted to get her jawline opened, and she didn't go with her. This time, she had to show up and accompany her throughout the process. For something like this, Weng Yue was the only one she could ask. Shuang definitely wouldn't do it. Rui didn't have the time, and she was still young enough to just take care of her skin. Her natural skin was good, so she didn't need all this fuss. And what about Sister Jia? She was still stuck in the phase of just applying Oil of Olay, even though her skin was starting to wear out. Yu Jia believed in natural beauty, even though she looked less so.
Yu Meng laments their misfortune and is angry at their lack of ambition. Nature, too, comes at a cost. Beautiful nature is necessarily sculpted, though it's sculpted so as to leave as little trace as possible. In its pristine state, nature is, in all likelihood, a shocking wasteland.
However, Yu Meng had her limits. For example, Weng Yue once asked her, "Have you ever considered breast augmentation?" Yu Meng firmly refused. There are many things you can fool yourself about, but not men. They once mocked the Kardashian photo together, using the wine glass on her hip as a negative example. On the issue of beauty, Weng Yue and Yu Meng were surprisingly in agreement.
Western beauty is too realistic, but Eastern beauty is not. A truly attractive Eastern woman is one who has a subtle beauty and a sense of dignity.
The cheekbones are very important. Weng Yue planned to undergo both zygomatic reduction and mandibular angle surgery at the same time. Yu Meng, upon hearing the consultation, was terrified. She advised, "Bone grinding is a level 4 procedure, so it's dangerous."
Thank God, she is a natural beauty and does not need to suffer again. She can just get some minor repairs as she gets older.
Weng Yue's attitude was very firm. She had a big, square face. Oval and melon-seed faces were popular now, so she had to do it, but this time, she came mainly to do the preparations. Two operations would cost 120,000 yuan. Money was not a problem, but Weng Yue was still worried about the effect and said she would think about it again. Let's make an appointment later. Yu Meng admired her but also looked down on her. She tried her best to be beautiful, but her posture was ugly. It seemed that there was a new plan. Yu Meng found out in a roundabout way that Weng Yue suddenly came to the big city because of a broken heart. There are no secrets in the world, let alone in their small circle. However, Weng Yue has always had many men, and it is still unclear where her hurt came from.
After the consultation, the two women did a simple hydration. Yu Meng actually had another purpose in accompanying her. However, even if she mentioned it, she would do it casually, as if it were a sudden inspiration. Lying side by side on the beauty bed, Yu Meng said with a smile, "That fat woman from last time, are you still with her?" Weng Yue didn't react and asked what fat woman she was talking about. Yu Meng said, "From the Japanese restaurant."
Weng Yue matched the number and said that they still saw each other occasionally.
"She's still the vice president?"
Weng Yue understood immediately. The fat woman was the vice president of the Women Entrepreneurs Association.
"It's still happening."
"She also does embroidery."
"She is also in the cheongsam club."
Yu Meng smiled and said, "How lively!" "Someday I'll get a social position." She didn't ask for help, she said get one. It was as if it came naturally.
Weng Yue didn't respond. Yu Meng remained silent, a sign of displeasure. After a while, Weng Yue said, "It's not that you can't join the Women Entrepreneurs Association, but you need to own a business first." The implication was that you weren't qualified. Yu Meng owned a cultural company, a shell company, even more shabby than a trading agency.
"What else?" she asked, refusing to give up.
Weng Yue said, "Economic Development Zone consultants will naturally come into their own once the business is established." He meant that you still weren't qualified. After a pause, he continued, "As for the rest, are you interested in the cheongsam and embroidery clubs? They don't have much influence. Why don't you consider the Nurses Association?"
Yu Meng was filled with resentment. Who would join the Nurses Association? She rarely mentioned her background to others. Weng Yue noticed her friend's discomfort from the corner of her eye and said, "Ask Lao Luan to find you a well-run company. Or you can get involved. Joining the Women's Entrepreneurs Association shouldn't be a problem."
Weng Yue provoked her. She already knew about Yu Meng and Luan. Old Luan had told her himself, and asked her to help look after him. Weng Yue agreed, but she felt a little jealous. They were already divorced, and she still needed help. Was she really that lucky? All men were crazy about her?
When Yu Meng heard her mention Old Luan, she instantly understood something. Since Weng Yue knew she was heartbroken, her affair with Luan must have leaked out. In the past, she might have turned around and questioned her, mocked her. But now, she was asking for help. She wanted to get a social position to facilitate her travels. Where to go? Sign up for a number, the Women's Entrepreneurs Association. And get a business card. Something reputable.
I can't introduce myself to others as a housewife.
You should bow your head when you need to. Yu Meng chuckled. She gave in. After everything was done and they were in the car, she was responsible for sending Weng Yue back home before going to dinner with her sisters that evening. Another sudden remark: "I broke up with Lao Luan."
Suddenly, the truth was revealed. Barely. Weng Yue was a little uncomfortable. She was used to Yu Meng's roundabout ways and hidden meanings.
"What a pity." She grabbed Yu Meng's hand.
"Don't get in my way." Yu Meng hit her lightly. Weng Yue quickly drew back. In that moment, the two of them suddenly felt like one. The reason was simple: they were both single women. As people of the same kind, they should sympathize with each other.
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