Chapter 28

Wu Xiangjun looked at the empty place and stared for a long time. It seemed that everything outside could not interest him.

In fact, he has always felt that all the nothingness around him is terrible. He can't figure out how he used to be millions of people with family wealth. Although he is not well-known in the industry, he also has a small name. How can he get to where he is now.

Once he missed it, all his wealth was lost. Finally, he sold his house and car and paid off the money, so he was exempted from a lawsuit. When he finally solved the trouble and was ready to make a comeback, he found that his wife had taken away the rest of his money and ran away.

He didn't understand why he changed from a man to a poor man who lost all his money and abandoned his wife overnight? Think of the struggle of these years, it seems that it is a sorghum dream.

He was homeless, so he found a shabby alley near the airport to live. He came here to beg during the day and lived in such a muddle. He felt that if he died one day, it would not attract anyone's attention.

When I think of the woman just now, this is the only one to chat up with him these days, but judging by her age, I should be just curious. Who cares about the life and death of a poor begging man?

Just then, a beautiful white hand stretched out in front of him. On his hand was a bottle of mineral water and a bread.

He looked up in surprise. It was still the woman just now. She had a pair of beautiful Phoenix eyes, slightly upturned, and looked different.

Tang Jingyun picked up her lips and smiled, "here you are, eat."

Wu Xiangjun didn't answer, but turned his head to the other side. He, a man in his thirties and forties, didn't need the charity of a little girl in his twenties.

Tang Jingyun handed him something and looked at him. After thinking about it, he didn't dislike the ground. He chose to sit opposite him and threw it into his arms. "Eat, what can't wipe away face? Don't look at me now. When I was chased in a street fight, I wasn't much better than you. When I really couldn't, dog holes were drilled!"

Wu Xiangjun was silent for a few seconds. He still took something and wolfed it down. After eating half of the bread, he asked, "will you fight? I thought you were a good student studying well."

Tang Jingyun smiled faintly, lifted her hair and flashed through the vicissitudes in her eyes. "My eyes are good. I'm a student of Yanda, but it's common to play six in a dozen when I was young. At that time, I was beaten all over the street with a stick."

Wu Xiangjun smiled at the speech. "You're old-fashioned. When you're young, you look like you're middle-aged." he didn't miss the vicissitudes of her eyes. He felt that the woman who could sit here regardless of her image was also a woman with a story.

Tang Jingyun shook her head and smiled bitterly. Who could have thought that this young body would live a soul more than ten years later? After all, her psychological age is there. When she speaks and acts, she will inevitably bring a taste of vicissitudes.

She took out a card in her pocket, handed it to Wu Xiangjun and said with a light smile, "Although you haven't told me your name, I think you are interesting. Make a friend. There is a lot of money on the card. Don't rush to refuse. Use the money to walk around and broaden your horizons and mind. You will find that there are still many things in the world. You will find that your mother's sentence 'living is better than dying' is very wise."

Wu Xiangjun looked at the card silently and wondered, "what do you want? I can't believe there is any free lunch in the world."

Tang Jingyun smiled and stared at the nothingness. "I'm afraid you don't believe it. I just saw me in you. If only someone had come to save me at that time." then she turned her head and looked at Wu Xiangjun, "Don't spoil yourself like this. Whether you want to get back everything that belongs to you, or forget the past and start over, you should remember that you should at least live like a person!"

Wu Xiangjun was stunned when he heard the speech. The indifference on his face suddenly seemed to crack, and then it quickly chapped and completely collapsed. He never thought that such a young woman told him to live like a person.

Tang Jingyun threw the card to her, whispered the password, stood up, patted the ash on her ass, ignored the strange eyes of passing passengers, and remained calm and comfortable.

"Your name is Tang Jingyun, isn't it? I remember. My name is Wu Xiangjun. How can I get in touch with you?" Wu Xiangjun asked repeatedly behind her. His eyes twinkled, no longer as cynical and indifferent as at the beginning. "If I walk around and feel that I should still live like a person, I will come back to you."

Tang Jingyun reported to her school and class. Then she put one hand in her pants pocket, waved back and left the man without looking back. It was nothing more than an accident in her life. She just looked at her eyes and thought of herself in her previous life. At that time, she was deeply trapped in the mud of the Tang family. At that time, she looked at her eyes in the mirror and always looked at them She was thinking, if only someone could save her, but unfortunately, she didn't meet her until she died.

In this life, she has a rare kindness to help him. It should be regarded as fulfilling the dream of her previous life.

Wu Xiangjun looked at Tang Jingyun's free and easy leaving back, suddenly smiled low and felt that he was really ugly. He couldn't even compare with a little girl. He stood up, looked at his clothes, decided to change his clothes, and then left Kyoto.

Tang Jingyun gets a call from Rong Jiao halfway through, and then sees Rong Jiao at the door of Starbucks.

Although Rong Jiao's name looks very delicate, her own appearance is not delicate at all. She is a very beautiful woman with deep facial features. It is said that she follows her grandmother's European descent. Her big eyes look bright and burning. When she looks up with her small wavy hair, she can see her strong and distinct look between her eyebrows.

Today's Rong Jiao wears a Western-style small dress and catches people's attention at a glance. At this time, she looks very happy to see Tang Jingyun. Her big eyes are full of smiles. As soon as she came up, she hugged Tang Jingyun and smiled and said, "Tang Xiaoyun! I haven't seen you in a summer vacation. I want to die!"

Tang Jingyun also laughed and hugged her fiercely. In Rong Jiao's eyes, maybe it was just a summer vacation, but in her eyes, they had been spanning more than ten years. When she was determined to climb up, she decided to break up with her, because she didn't want Rong Jiao to see her ugly and humble face.

She hugged her best friend in ochre. She suddenly felt that life was full of beauty. Most of her bad mood when she met Tang Yushan had dissipated, "go, I'll buy you a simbuck!"

They are both great beauties, one strong and bright, the other quiet and free. Standing there and hugging them hard, Tang Jingyun has attracted the attention of many past tourists. Tang Jingyun is a little lucky. Fortunately, it is not a future generation, otherwise it may not be recognized as a lesbian.

Rong Jiao let go of Tang Jingyun and was surprised, "ah! What's the matter? The stingy Tang beauty took the initiative to treat?" she looked at her dress and tutted twice. Naturally, she found that although her clothes were not outstanding, they were definitely not ground goods. She was a little curious, "did you make a windfall or win the lottery in one summer vacation?" It was even more surprising to think that she had bought a mobile phone.

Tang Jingyun smiled bitterly. "The story is long. I'll tell it to you when I'm free. It's all a mess of the previous generation. Go sit down and have a drink first."

Rong Jiao nodded and looked at Tang Jingyun's bitter eyes. Suddenly, she felt that her best friend seemed to have grown up rapidly in this summer vacation. She precipitated a lot of things she didn't understand. It seemed that she saw a lot in her powerful father. She was not a person who didn't understand her eyes and didn't talk any more immediately.

The two walked in. Rongjiao still held a suitcase in her hand. Tang Jingyun smiled silently, ordered two cups of coffee, and then asked, "how do you feel about this holiday?"

"It's not good at all!" Rong Jiao complained discontentedly. "My father doesn't know what it means. I must practice in the company. You don't know, my eldest brothers look at me and want to eat me!"

Tang Jingyun is silent. She knows something about Rong Jiao's family. Her father is a top celebrity in the Hong Kong capital. The Rong family has been in the Hong Kong capital for several generations with complex relations. It is a big family with top prosperity. Such a family naturally has family disputes.

Her father was a veteran who had stayed abroad. Before the return of the Hong Kong capital, her family married several wives. When she returned, she made a compromise. Before the return, her in laws and marriage documents were recognized. Therefore, her family is one of the few large polygamous families in modern times. When she grows up in such a family, Rong Jiao's life will not be peaceful.

Her mother is Rongfu's youngest wife. She is also Rongfu's old daughter, so she is particularly fond of her. Naturally, other people in the family dislike her. The Rongjia family is also a family of female heirs, so people in the family are particularly afraid of rongjiao. This time, she went to Rongfu's company for internship, which is naturally regarded as a thorn in the eye by countless people.

The coffee came up soon. Tang Jingyun put two pieces of sugar in rongjiao's Blue Mountain coffee, handed it to her, smiled and said, "put more sugar for you, so it won't be bitter."

Rongjiao gave her a white look, "this will lose the taste of coffee." however, she was very satisfied and took a sip. The bitter coffee seemed to have a trace of sweetness in her heart.

Tang Jingyun smiled leisurely. She didn't like to drink stimulating things, but she couldn't. she sipped the black coffee in the cup and looked indifferent. How could this bitterness be compared with the bitterness at the bottom of her heart.