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Chapter 81 The Stars Are Just Stars

After returning from the racecourse, Chen Xi flew non-stop to Australia to join her mother, grandmother and family.Although there is no shortage of Chinese New Year flavors in Melbourne, Chen Xi always feels that something is missing during the Spring Festival when he drinks morning tea with relatives and friends who speak a strong Cantonese accent, and BBQs in the sunny and warm backyard.She was somewhat concerned about her old father at home. Professor Chen always looked down on holidays. He neither reunited with his family nor declined invitations from friends. He spent his thirties in the laboratory with the left-behind doctoral students.

Of course, there was one more person that made her miss.I heard that Wei Linfeng will stay at Sun Changming's company on duty during the Spring Festival, and Wei Le is the new daughter-in-law, and he can only return home in the second year of junior high school.Chen Xi knew that Wei Jia was the kind of person who could live a good life even if he was alone on a deserted island, not to mention that the racecourse was open during the festival, which was enough for him to be too busy to take care of other things, but she still wanted to know how he was doing.

She couldn't help but send a message on New Year's Eve to greet Wei Jia "Happy Chinese New Year", and asked him if he had used her hand cream.She left that hand cream on purpose. He came and went in the wind and rain all day, not to mention his face was damaged, and his hands were also chapped—or maybe these were all excuses, she just wanted to leave some for him What, that hand cream is what she's used to, and it's full of her smell.

Wei Jia finally replied when he was close to zero: "Happy New Year! The cut on the face is much better :) Although it is still not as good as your feet."

Chen Xi looked for angles and concave shapes, and took several photos of her "jade legs" in succession, intending to send them to teach him to be convinced.Then I thought: Hi!His broken phone still has a blue screen!Besides, he used to have two real thighs in front of him, but he didn't cherish them very much. Now that people are thousands of miles away, it's useless to force them!
This appearance of suddenly blooming peach blossoms and suddenly feeling lost successfully attracted the attention of Ms. Song Mingming.Song Mingming usually doesn't bother to ask about children's love tricks, and he probably has too much time to spare. Today, when the mother and daughter were alone, Song Mingming, who was wearing a mask, gracefully spit out the broken bones of chicken feet from his mouth, and asked: " Hey, what's going on with your recent state of being in love and falling out of love?"

Eating the chicken paw mask without moving at all, not losing lipstick during the meal, and swearing at people at close range without splashing saliva, these are the three things that Chen Xi admires Ms. Song the most.In addition, Ms. Song also has three major hobbies: performing arts, collecting gemstones and fresh lovers-she is also the most eloquent woman in the world who speaks the word "fart".

When Chen Xi slapped her thigh, the ginger was still hot!Isn't she just hovering between passionate love and broken love?She seems to have got everything she asked for, but in fact she has nothing.

Ms. Song's boyfriend at that time was a well-known flute player in China, 11 years younger than her.The other party was extremely obsessed with her, and was often angry because she said that it was not the time to get married.The little love master of the supreme rank was right in front of him, and Chen Xi didn't hesitate to ask for advice. He obediently refilled Ms. Song's glass of red wine, talked about Wei Jia's incident from beginning to end, and even took out the The only two photos of myself and him are for Ms. Song to appreciate.

Ms. Song wanted to take the photo, but Chen Xi disliked the smell of grilled chicken feet on her hands, so she could only look at them and not touch them, so she had to squint those red phoenix eyes that once turned all sentient beings upside down.

In the so-called group photo, there was an angry Chen Xi sitting high on a horse, and a tall and thin boy led the horse and walked in front of her. Due to the poor lighting and the rising dust, only his outline could be seen.The other photo is a group photo of four young people. The boy with only half of his face is obviously not the protagonist in the camera.

"So you like this type." Song Mingming remained calm.She was not surprised by her daughter's personal preferences, but interrupted Chen Xi rudely when she was analyzing her mental journey: "That's it - you haven't even been able to take him down?"

Chen Xi took back the photo angrily: "As an artist of the older generation, it's too vulgar to talk about this!"

"It seems that I didn't win it." The old artist, who didn't have a single wrinkle on his face, understood, and Gu Pan seemed to regard the person sitting opposite him as a family shame.

Chen Xi was bitter: "Mom, I asked you to give me advice, not to hit me. You are not as good as my dad. He knows how to analyze and analyze with me."

"Your dad knows nothing! You're blind to the face I gave you. You've lived with him for a long time, and you've got his stupidity." Song Mingming said, "What idea do you want? Fool, why are there so many mysteries?" What do you mean? They are all young people who are soaked in hormones. You can’t make a statement. He either really doesn’t want to, or he really can’t do it. Either way, you’re useless!”

Chen Xi was stunned for a while, and the scenes of being alone with Wei Jia revolved in his mind like a revolving lantern.Judging from her limited experience, he shouldn't be "no way", but tried his best to restrain himself.In other words, isn't this what Ms. Song said "don't want to"?Restraint is the result of weighing pros and cons.A young man, a night of dry wood and fire, looking back now, Chen Xi has to admire Wei Jia's self-control - how "wonderful" this is!

She regretted sharing her emotional experience with Ms. Song. The hot and sticky memories that flowed in the pillow dream were suddenly forced to condense into a big piece of amber, which was cold to the touch, and only the details were still clear and vivid. .

Song Mingming finally regained her love for her daughter. She took a sip of her wine and said, "Actually, your vision isn't that bad. This kid who raises horses looks okay. He's tough and clean, and he's more pleasing to the eye than Sun Changming's son."

"Hard clean" seems to be a unique term in Cantonese, which means firm and clear.The Song family's ancestral home was in Guangdong. Although Song Mingming grew up in the north, he could speak authentic Cantonese.The last time Chen Xi heard this word was when her grandmother used it to describe a high-quality huanghuali book case. She heard it as "hard" at the time, and she understood it after her cousin reminded her.For this evaluation placed on Wei Jia's head, Chen Xi feels that it fits well despite being rare.Wei Jia has a gentle temperament and doesn't argue with others in everything, but he has a firm heart and a clear head, and there is a sense of non-negotiable boundaries in his gentleness.

Sitting on the sofa with her knees hugged, Chen Xi curled her lips: "You yourself have said that Chuanzi's appearance is considered top-notch in your circle. Can he compare with Chuanzi? Well, it's okay to tidy up. But now it is exposed to the sun and rain all day, and it is too rough to see..."

She probably didn't realize that when she mentioned the boy who raised the horse, her dislike was filled with intimacy and humility, but she didn't treat him as an outsider, and her eyes that had just dimmed were bright again.Song Mingming didn't see through it, glanced at the photo of her lap, and said, "He can hold you, that's enough for me to give him a high regard."

Chen Xi rarely showed the tenderness of her youngest daughter, leaning on Song Mingming and said, "It's still my mother's level is high, she doesn't pay attention to worldly things, she is worthy of being an artist with both virtue and skill."

Song Mingming snorted, and said meanly: "I just said that because you have nothing to do with him. It doesn't matter at all whether he is a horse herder or a manure digger. It's just a moment anyway, and you won't marry him."

Chen Xi fell back on the sofa, covered her hot face and said, "But I still like him so much! I like him so much that my mind is buzzing. I don't care about the future, and I don't want the beauty of distance. I just want to be with him." He can be together for as long as possible, and do all the most vulgar things in one's life with him, and we'll talk about the rest later."

"Crazy line!" Song Mingming smiled and sighed, "It's better to be young, I'm envious of the state of the brain."

Relying on the impulse generated by this feeling, Ms. Song tore off the mask, stretched out her hand that was still holding half a chicken paw, and impromptuly recited a paragraph in a dramatized accent:
"Ah, stars are but stars,

We know it is not human,

Or just a love in heaven,

it leads us to spend our lives

To love something that cannot be loved,
to belong to them,
Then you can belong to yourself. "

Chen Xi scratched her nose, trying to avoid the attack range of roasted chicken feet. The huge emerald ring on Ms. Song's hand almost blinded her.She didn't know at the time that there was more than one person in her life who would make a poem out of a disagreement.It is also with Ms. Song's jewels in front that her upper limit of tolerance for a certain kid is far higher than normal people, so that she will live a good stepmother in the future.

For her daughter's belated awakening of a girl's heart, Song Mingming, in addition to presenting a poem, also gave her "golden advice", that is, "Don't move"-don't do anything, don't be obsessed, don't speculate, and don't take the initiative to contact.

Chen Xi is convinced of Ms. Song's vision of men and her way of dating. Besides, she believes that she is with Wei Jia. She has done everything she can and said everything she has to say. The rest is up to him. .What should come will come, what should go will go,

And she still has to keep moving forward.

She really stopped actively "harassing", and Wei Jia rarely contacted her for the next half a year.There were only two times, one was to send a message to wish her a happy birthday, and the other was to thank her for the birthday present on Wei Le's behalf.The rest of the day, he really seemed to be a passing moment.

On the contrary, Duan Yanfei kept in touch with Chen Xi.The planning company in Duan Yanfei's family is not only big or small, but it is mainly engaged in various brand promotions, exhibition layouts, etc., and occasionally undertakes performing arts activities.Speaking of Song Mingming's drama performance in Shanghai two years ago, their company was one of the organizers, so it can be considered a bit of a relationship.Both are derivatives of the entertainment industry, Chen Xi and her have more common topics. From time to time, the two will complain about their current living conditions on the Internet, share gossip and good things, and make harmless jokes.

Occasionally, Duan Yanfei would bring up the racecourse and Wei Jia, with regrets inside and out.

"Hey, you know, I used to think that you and Wei Jia couldn't get along, but at a certain moment, I felt that you were very similar. How should I put it...the aura is similar! Do you think it's strange? ?”

"Could it be because he and I are both men on horseback?" Chen Xi joked.

Duan Yanfei asked about the recent situation of the Wei Jia brothers and sisters, and Chen Xi truthfully said that she didn't know much about it.Duan Yanfei was a little surprised, and didn't ask any further questions, but just sighed and said, "Everyone has his own destiny, but Wei Jia makes me feel...it's a pity."

Chen Xi also asked Duan Yanfei if she kept in touch with him.

Duan Yanfei smiled: "After the year, I introduced a client company's outreach activities to the racecourse. If it didn't work out, he still called to thank you. Apart from these, does he seem to be someone who will take the initiative to contact me? "

"Where's that sharpshooter of yours on a tall horse? Don't contact me anymore?" Chen Xi teased Duan Yanfei.As a woman of marriageable age, Duan Yanfei is much more frank about men and women than boys and girls, and she does not shy away from her love life.The encounter at the racecourse would have been wonderful—if it wasn’t for Sun Jianchuan’s two hundred and five kicks under the window sill on a whim, it would not only disturb Duan Yanfei’s good deeds, but also make her have to break the cabin because of the frightened horse. lost money because of the window edge.Duan Yanfei still complains to Sun Jianchuan in the group of three when she mentions this matter, and laughs with them when she curses.

"There is nothing to contact, the things there let it stay there." Duan Yanfei said: "The children of those ethnic minorities generally marry early, maybe he has become someone else's husband now!"

She complained to Chen Xuxu about the blind date arranged by her family.

Chen Xi agreed with her mouth, but she was thinking in her heart: about her and Wei Jia, would those faint sparks just stay there?
(End of this chapter)