At noon before Mi Cai came back, the sun was so bright. I kept standing in front of the teahouse and watching Chen Jingming drive away. My mood seemed to be less clean. Returning to Xuzhou to start a new life has become something that is difficult to tell whether it is right or wrong. Right or wrong no longer depends on our mood and attitude.

When I arrived at the passenger station, I bought a ticket to Shanghai alone. I agreed with Micai that I would go to the airport to pick her up, but I could only return my car and all the wealth I owned to Luku, the company. Compared to my mood, my pockets are cleaner!

After more than an hour's trip, I arrived in Shanghai and called the airport. I had to wait for more than half an hour. This was not long or short, but it was very difficult for me. I stood on the road opposite the airport and smoked several cigarettes. In addition to the diffuse smoke, my whole body was still. I just looked at the ups and downs of the plane above my head, as if I saw those feeling of rushing into the sky and the search after landing... Yes, everyone who fell from the sky longed for someone waiting for him (her) on the ground. I was waiting, and Mi Cai would find me.

Thinking about it this way, it’s that simple between us. Why do we still care about the troublesome grievances in the secular world?

After calculating the time, I arrived at the exit of the airport and finally saw Mi Cai dragging her suitcase. In the sunlight, she was wearing sunglasses. I couldn't see her expression, but I saw some gazes looking at her. Her posture and face always attracted the attention of some strangers.

I walked towards her and subconsciously wanted to take the suitcase in her hand, but she opened her arms and asked me for a hug... Only then did I remember that we had been separated this time for almost 2 weeks, which was enough for us to have a warm hug in our longing for each other.

After a moment of hesitation, I straightened up and hugged her. Her breath was still so obvious. I was addicted to the sweetness of her hair, and I could hardly feel my existence until she whispered in my ear and asked, "Do you miss me?"

"I think, but I think you miss me more!" I said and took off the sunglasses from her face, but found a shallow scar on top of her nose, as if it was scratched by branches.

She said to me with lingering fear: "Last week I went to the mountain to take photos, and my face was pulled by the withered vines, and it was only one centimeter away from my eyes!"

"Look, I've told you that it's not a good thing to love taking photos. Brother Guan Xi was ruined because of this... You are even more miserable, and you almost can't be as beautiful as a flower. Should you learn a lesson this time?"

“…It’s just nonsense all day!”

"I'm a rogue in the market... I'm just talking nonsense that fits my identity! Haha..."

Mi Cai shook her head and smiled, then handed me her luggage and said, "It's time to go back, where is the car parked?"

I looked at the place where the taxi stopped and said, "There are all Japanese, American, and German cars there, you can choose whatever you want."

"...I'm confused about my eyes, so let's choose a German car." Mi Cai said as she walked towards a Passat. She put on sunglasses again, as if she didn't allow the small flaws on her face to be exposed to others' sight, although this is just a small scar that can be recovered soon!... At least that's what I think, after all, she has never had the habit of wearing sunglasses.

......

On the bus to Suzhou, Mi Cai and I sat in the back seat. We looked at the scenery outside the car window together. In the sun, the morning dew seemed to have evaporated completely. All that was left was the dryness and withering of winter. Perhaps because the scenery along the way was too boring, she was a little tired after a moment, so she took my arm and leaned against my shoulder to fall asleep...

She might have been disturbed before she fell asleep. The person in the front seat suddenly put the seat to the bottom, and suddenly squeezed out Mi Cai to no longer have space. Her legs were awkwardly fixed in one place, and there was no room for movement. That's not all, even the shoes in the front seat were taken off and put their feet on the edge of the car window. A nauseating smell drifted away in the closed car...

Mi Cai obviously hadn't encountered these things, and she was caught off guard... An evil fire rose in my heart. I immediately stood up from my seat, re-slapped the headrest with my hands, and said angrily: "Didn't you see the person sitting behind me? Take your seat back and put your stinky feet in your shoes..."

The man with acne looked back and was even more angry than me, saying, "Who are you?...Isn't you the fucking good talk?"

My voice turned from anger to a cold: "Give you a minute to take back your seat and put your stinky feet in your shoes."

Our dispute has attracted the attention of other passengers in the bus. They couldn't bear the odor and blamed the man one after another, but he still had no shame and said, "I paid for the ticket. This seat is mine. I can put it as I want..."

Mi Cai pulled my clothes and signaled me not to argue with him. She could tolerate it... but I was incompetent and could not bear it. After leaving my seat, I took the clothes on his chest, threw him out of the seat and into the aisle, and then moved the position back to its original place, saying to him: "Hands are on me, I will smoke you whatever I want... Do you think that's right?... You fucking trash, making this society messy, and you dare to be justified! You really think that society is yours alone, and it's awesome to spend money to buy a seat?"

The attitude of my acne man who might beat him up at any time has weakened his aura. He only dared to mutter in a low voice. In addition, the driver stopped the car and mediated, and the accusations from the passengers around him had to swallow the losses he suffered, sat back to his seat honestly, put on his shoes, but the disgusting smell was still floating.

I sat back to Mi Cai. Mi Cai was no longer in the mood to sleep. She looked a little concerned... I pulled out a wet wipe and handed it to her, letting her put it on her nose to cover up the undissipating odor.

Although this is just a small episode, my mood has become heavier. Perhaps this is the ideal and reality that Chen Jingming told me at noon. Of course, these similar things will not appear in my ideal life, but they can be seen everywhere in real life. Did I always ask Mi Cai to endure it for me and live a life that shouldn't belong to her?

I can imagine that after returning to Xuzhou, what will be waiting for her will be endless buses, the stinginess of the market, the petty in the workplace... These are all things she has to endure. How long can she endure?

This incident sounded a wake-up call to me. All of us have imagined is the simplicity and ease after going back. We thought that two people could live a fairy tale together. In fact, a life that is good at creating conflicts is really not as simple as imagined. Small events seem to have no lethality, but after accumulation, they can generate destructive power... There are too many examples in life!

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When I returned to Suzhou, it was already dusk. Mi Cai was cleaning up the room and I was making the last dinner before leaving in the kitchen. A moment later, the door was knocked and the dishes in the pot were stir-fried by me. I couldn't leave it, so I asked Mi Cai to open the door for the visitor.

I heard the sound of the door being opened, and at the same time, she also heard Mi Lan's voice. She said to Mi Cai: "Sister, I know you will be back today, so I want to see you..."

"Let's talk in the house."

I turned off the gas stove, and didn't take off my apron. I came to the living room and said to Mi Lan who was sitting on the sofa, "What are you doing? I wonder if you are not welcome here?"

Mi Lan didn't care about my accusations at all. She took out an invitation from her expensive handbag and handed it to Mi Cai, and said, "Sister, tomorrow is the day for my wedding with Fangyuan... I know you have resentment towards me, and I did do something to be sorry for you, but this is the wedding in my life. There are only two sisters in our Mi family. I hope you can attend my wedding... We once promised each other that we will definitely attend each other's wedding... So I came to you, in addition to inviting you to attend my wedding, I also hope that you can notify me when you get married to Zhaoyang..."

I couldn't bear it and said to her, "Mi Lan, you are fucking perverted, do you know?... You actually didn't want your sister to attend your wedding, but just wanted to show off your power in front of her. After all, you have lived under her halo since you were a child. Now, you are finally turning over with Fang Yuan's stinky ditch, and you are so successful!"

Mi Lan ignored me again, and she handed the invitation to Mi Cai's hand and said, "Sister, it is also the wish of my parents to send you this invitation. They hope you can attend my wedding, especially my mother... You can ignore anyone's affection, but my mother is an outsider. You will not forget her kindness to you... The eldest mother (Mi Cai's mother) went to the United States in her early years. My father and uncle were busy with Zhuomei's affairs. She has always been the ones who brought us sisters up. Are you unwilling to satisfy her little wish?"

Mi Cai's emotions seemed to be deeply touched. She finally took the invitation from Mi Lan and said, "I will go tomorrow."

Mi Lan nodded, then took out a bank card from her bag and placed it on the coffee table, and said to Mi Cai: "Sister, there is 200,000 yuan in this card. It was my mother who asked me to transfer it to you. She is just a university professor. The 200,000 yuan is all her private money. She said it was the dowry money given to you...you can accept it together."

"Mi Lan, I've received my kindness from my aunt. You can bring back the money and give it to her."

"Sister... Big Mom has long ignored you... This 200,000 yuan is the dowry money given to you by my mother as a mother. If you don't want it, you will really become a woman who is unreliable. I have said a long time ago that Zhuomei's grudges are put aside, and we are still a family. You know, all my father wants is Zhuomei, but he still treats you as his own... We are all from the Mi family!"

Mi Cai's eyes were moist, and family affection was always something she lacked, so even if she was facing the incomplete family affection of Mi Zhongde's family, she was fragile and reluctant to leave...

I wanted Mi Cai to wake up, so I said to Mi Lan again: "You venomous woman, you are a lie here. Didn't you say that Mi Zhongde treats Mi Cai as his own? Well, he can make a will. After he dies, you and Mi Cai will inherit half of the Zhuomei shares he controls... Can he do it? If you can't do it, don't treat it as his own!! I feel disgusting!!"
Chapter completed!