Chapter 6 She was afraid of his attitude towards her 2
"My son also works in the real estate company. He should be one or two years older than you."
"Uncle, you have a son? Have you ever considered buying a house here? The houses here are nice, with good feng shui, you see." Yiying took advantage of the opportunity to open the French window inside the house and pointed to the commercial street outside. "It faces south, with good lighting and ventilation. Also, look at the furnishings in this house, a combination of Chinese and Western styles, and the station commercial street is right outside the door, so transportation is also convenient. Uncle, if you have a son, why don't you consider this place? Your son may need a house when he gets married in the future."
"But this house seems to have been built a little too early. I heard that the government is planning to reclaim this area and is planning to build the largest commercial building center. I'm afraid that even if I buy it, I won't be able to live until my son gets married." The old man seemed to be a know-it-all and was well aware of all the inside information.
Yiying thought for a moment and decided to change his strategy.
"Uncle, this house cannot be judged by its age, but by its long-term value. You see, the government is reclaiming this land, which is a good thing for the residents in this area. If it is used to build a large commercial residential area, the government will arrange new units for you. Then, you will make a profit by exchanging the old for the new, right?"
The old man smiled and nodded in agreement with Yiying's words. Seeing her serious expression, the old man found it very interesting.
"Besides, this house is located in the city center. Originally, the house price was very high, but now our company is holding a promotion. A fully decorated house of 80 square meters like this only costs 5,000 yuan per square meter. You see, the house prices are soaring now. It's a good deal to be able to buy such a cheap house in the city center, isn't it?"
The old man looked at Yiying walking back and forth in front of him and couldn't help laughing: "You speak so beautifully, it really makes my heart move."
"Action is worse than thought!"
"Okay, I'll ask my son to help me with some advice now."
"Okay, okay." Yiying nodded hurriedly, watching the old man make the call. She felt a little excited inside. She didn't expect it to be so smooth.
However, ten minutes later, all the excitement in Chen Yiying's heart turned into foam in the deep sea and was shattered by the waves that beat upon him.
She opened the door and stood at the door, looking at Qiu Zhuoping who rang the doorbell, with a bewildered look on her face. After the old man said, "Zhuoping, you're here," this bewilderment turned into naked embarrassment and nowhere to hide.
"Why are you here?" they both said at the same time, looking at the old man in the house at the same time.
"Uncle, he is your son?" After a while, Chen Yiying, who still couldn't accept this fact, pointed at Qiu Zhuoping. She hoped that the old man would smile and shake his head.
But the fact is, the old man nodded and pulled Qiu Zhuoping in.
The father and son whispered in the corner by the window for a while. At that moment, Chen Yiying felt like a fool.
"Dad, what are you doing here?"
"Zhuoping, what do you think of that little girl?"
Qiu Zhuoping couldn't help but glance at Yiying who was standing not far away. He paused for a moment before saying, "Dad, we knew each other before."
"That's even better. Let's catch up and invite her to dinner at our house tonight."
"this……"
Yiying originally thought that Qiu Zhuoping would follow his father's wishes and come over to invite her to their house for dinner , but Qiu Zhuoping did not do as she expected, but walked straight past her.
"Come on." The footsteps stopped at the door. Qiu Zhuoping neither rejected his father's request nor invited her directly. These two simple words made her feel that he was just perfunctory. Just when she was a little angry and wanted to refuse, Qiu's father, who was standing by the window, enthusiastically pulled her to follow Qiu Zhuoping.
"Little girl, don't mind it. Zhuo Ping is just like that. He's not very good at expressing himself. Don't be upset."
When Mr. Qiu smiled, there were many crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, and those wrinkles made him look a little vicissitudes. Yiying couldn't help but think of her own father, who also had a face full of wrinkles. Although she didn't like Qiu Zhuoping's attitude, she kept smiling for Mr. Qiu and accepted his invitation.
The car stopped in a nice residential area, and Chen Yiying followed Qiu Zhuoping and Qiu's father into the elevator.
The only sound in the empty elevator was Mr. Qiu's non-stop chattering.
While Yiying responded, she secretly glanced at Qiu Zhuoping. He said nothing, as if he had a lot on his mind.
Chen Yiying remembered that he used to live alone in a large villa, enjoying a quiet life. She remembered that when he disappeared, she went to the villa to look for him. The villa was empty, even the original dog hole was sealed up, and a notice of house sale was posted at the door of the villa. At that time, she felt that she would never see him again in this life, and felt that he really disappeared from her world.
"We're here." Father Qiu's voice sounded almost at the same time as the elevator door opened.
Yiying was stunned for a moment, then followed Qiu Zhuoping out of the elevator.
Outside the elevator is a T-shaped corridor, which is decorated in a European retro style and covered with non-slip carpets. Although it cannot be compared with a villa, it is also very stylish.
Qiu Zhuoping turned to the left corridor and stopped in front of the fifth door. He skillfully unlocked the smart fingerprint lock under the door handle and pushed the door open.
This is a more refined house than an ordinary apartment. It does not have luxurious decoration or beautiful embellishments, but it adds a touch of warmth. That was the first time Yiying felt the taste of home from Qiu Zhuoping.
Qiu Zhuoping took off his shoes after entering the house. He put on clean plush slippers and opened the shoe cabinet. After searching for a while, a pair of spare indoor slippers were placed in front of Yiying.
His cleanliness obsession has never changed, which can be seen from the white furniture and spotless solid wood floors in the room.
"Zhuoping, you haven't told me the name of this little girl yet."
"Chen Yiying, Chen for vinegar, Yi for sparkling, Ying for novel." Qiu Zhuoping changed his shoes and walked into the kitchen. He tied a blue and white checkered apron and started working in the kitchen.
And Chen Yiying's ears kept echoing with the words: Chen in the vinegar.
You are the earthworm!
Yiying muttered to herself but didn't say it out loud.
It seemed like Father Qiu hadn't chatted with young people for a long time. He pulled Chen Yiying to look at Qiu Zhuoping's childhood photos and the awards Qiu Zhuoping had won in school. His smile was full of pride, proud that he had an outstanding son.
Chen Yiying saw a woman who looked somewhat like Qiu Zhuoping in the photo. She was standing next to Qiu's father.
This should be Qiu Zhuoping's deceased mother. She was tall, well-built, and had very three-dimensional facial features. She was wearing a cheongsam embroidered with peonies, which made her look more like a classical Chinese woman.
"This is my wife, and Zhuoping's mother." Father Qiu couldn't help but explain when he saw Yiying's eyes were fixed on Mother Qiu. When he mentioned his wife, his eyes became gentle and sad, as if he was recalling those beautiful and vague fragments of the past, so the corners of his lips could not help but raise a happy smile.
"When she was still here, Zhuoping loved to talk and laugh, but after she passed away, Zhuoping's personality gradually changed. He became cold, quiet, and unable to express his emotions.
"When I was young, I thought that happiness was money, and that there was nothing I couldn't do if I had money. It wasn't until she left me that I realized that happiness is actually being with the one you love, and that happiness comes from having a family."
Father Qiu reached out and stroked the woman in the photo who was smiling gently. Father Qiu in the photo still looked like he was young, with a look of pride in his eyes. This pride, after experiencing the vicissitudes of life, gradually dissipated and became gentle.
"Yiying, I know a little bit about your affairs. Although I don't care much about Zhuoping, I pay close attention to this child in private. I have missed a lot of things in my life, and I don't want Zhuoping to follow in my footsteps."
"Uncle Qiu, I don't quite understand what you mean. What exactly happened to Qiu Zhuoping..."
"Come and have dinner." Qiu Zhuoping interrupted the conversation between his father and Yiying.
Father Qiu put away the photo album, put his hands behind his back, walked to the dining table, sniffed the aroma of the food, and looked happy and satisfied.
Yiying looked along the tea table with the photo albums on it, and saw a transparent medicine box under the transparent glass tea table. Through the medicine box, she could vaguely see that it was filled with Western medicines for treating heart disease and myocardial infarction.
"Yiying, come and have dinner with us and try my son's cooking. Although my son's cooking skills are not as good as those of a chef, they are also very good. Come on, you're welcome." Father Qiu pulled out a chair and called Chen Yiying.
Yiying withdrew her gaze and walked towards the dining table.
On the table were some very simple home-cooked dishes, including three dishes and one meat dish, as well as steaming seaweed soup. Yiying had never thought that Qiu Zhuoping could cook, that the young master who had everything provided for him would actually put on an apron and walk into the kitchen.
Qiu Zhuoping never spoke while eating. He was as quiet as a piece of ice, in stark contrast to Qiu's father who kept picking up food for Yiying.
Yiying looked at Qiu Zhuoping from time to time. What was hidden behind that cold face? It seemed that everyone knew what happened, but she was the only one who knew nothing about him. She watched him eat quietly, and suddenly felt that she was really an incompetent girlfriend before, and her understanding of him was so one-sided.
After dinner, it was already late. Yiying politely said goodbye to Mr. Qiu, and Mr. Qiu enthusiastically pushed Qiu Zhuoping out of the door and asked him to take Chen Yiying back.
Qiu Zhuoping stood outside the door like a piece of wood, watching the door being closed.
"I can go back by myself. I just saw a bus stop downstairs..." Before she could finish the second half of the sentence, Qiu Zhuoping walked ahead of her.
"Qiu Zhuoping, can we go back to the past?" Downstairs in the community, Yiying stopped Qiu Zhuoping from reaching out to open the car door.
She hated her current state and her current feeling, which was neither cold nor hot, neither familiar nor unfamiliar, and unclear.
"I know that maybe you had your reasons for leaving me two years ago, but that's in the past. As long as you tell me the reason, I will forgive you and we can still be like before, okay?"
"When you were learning English grammar, could you use the past tense for the present continuous tense?" Qiu Zhuoping looked gloomy, "We can't go back to the past..."
If Chen Yiying hadn't run away in anger that day, she would have heard the second half of the sentence: Although we can't go back to the past, I want to create the future with you...
As expected, he still couldn't say it. Qiu Zhuoping smiled bitterly, put away the car keys, turned around and walked forward along the busy path.
The two familiar figures under the street lights made Qiu Zhuoping frown. When they saw Qiu Zhuoping, they stretched out their hands to block him and prevent him from moving forward.
"What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to remind you not to forget what I promised you two years ago."
"Brother Zhuoping, you and I are a perfect match, and I am the only one worthy of you. You also promised that you would no longer have anything to do with Chen Yiying. After two years, have you forgotten what you said?" Liu Jiaran walked to Qiu Zhuoping and wanted to reach out and touch him.
Qiu Zhuoping moved sideways to avoid Liu Jiaran. He brushed past Zhong Jialiang, walked a few steps forward, and suddenly stopped.
"I think you two are the most suitable couple for each other, a match made in heaven." Qiu Zhuoping sneered and took another step forward.
The street lights in the community stretched his shadow out, and he disappeared into the darkness, leaving behind the angry Zhong Jialiang and Liu Jiaran...