I still smiled reluctantly, and Fang Keru's face turned a little more solemn, "I know everything about you and Zhaoyang."

"I'm sorry." I replied subconsciously.

She smiled, "Why didn't you see me last time?"

Last time? She sent me a text message saying she wanted to talk to me? Alas, it's all over. I can only continue to apologize, "I was ignorant at that time, and I disturbed you."

She still smiled relievedly and said, "It's good for Zhaoyang and I to do this now, so you don't have to be embarrassed." Seeing the lounge chair next to me, Fang Keru invited me, "Sit down and chat?"

I nodded and sat down opposite her across a round table.

"What about you, how are you now? I heard you are married?" Fang Keru asked.

She heard that she just heard Wang Zhaoyang say that Wang Zhaoyang told her everything. I nodded, "It's all pretty good."

Fang Keru looked at me with a very pity like Wang Zhaoyang. I didn’t like others to look at me like this. I said, “He is very good to me.”

"Did you get married?"

I shook my head quickly, "Marriage is my own business, it has nothing to do with that. And he is really good to me."

"That's good, otherwise I'll feel a little sorry for you." Fang Keru said.

What's wrong with her? She forced me away because she and Wang Zhaoyang divorced late? Everyone lives for themselves, so there's nothing wrong with it.

She said, "I thought about it later that I had a little more mistake when I divorced Zhaoyang. I was always not by his side with him. I just thought about being busy with my career and never fulfilled the responsibilities that a wife should do. In fact, I was also selfish and I had never considered his feelings."

"Sister Keru," I planned, she looked at me calmly, and I said, "Teacher Wang is a very down-to-earth person. He may not have much ambitions and just wants to live a more stable life, but he is very serious and responsible in everything he does. So at that time, we... were both... I was always pestering him," Looking at Fang Keru, I was afraid that she would not believe what I said, and I said, "He has always rejected me. It is indeed me that it is too much, really."

Fang Keru frowned, "Why do you have to say that to yourself? I don't think you did anything wrong?"

I shook my head, "What I said is true. Teacher Wang is kind to me. I am ignorant. I just misunderstood. I thought he likes me, so... I am also married now, and I slowly figured out these things. You are my benefactors. Actually, I have always wanted to apologize to you. Teacher Wang is so good. He is not without ambition. But what he likes may be different from us. He is a person who lives a down-to-earth life. You will definitely be very good together in the future," she smiled bitterly, "It's just that you have to spend more time with him."

I held back, I didn't cry, I couldn't show it a little.

Fang Keru still frowned, "Why are you talking to me about this?"

"I just feel sorry. I hope I didn't disturb you. Now your procedures have been completed," I looked at her and hurriedly promised, "I will resign, wait for me... to finish everything in my hands."

Well, I will resign and stay away from Wang Zhaoyang's sight again and not disturb them.

Fang Keru glared at the sight, as if puzzled, and soon realized, "Do you think we're remarried?"

I looked at her blankly.

Fang Keru smiled, "It seems that I was disturbing you."

I'm still confused.

"Do you still love him?" Fang Keru asked.

I was stunned for a moment, shook my head, "No."

"Don't deny it," said Fang Keru with a wry smile, "You two are really similar in some places, just thinking about making each other good. Zhaoyang and I have not remarried, so we cannot remarry."

"Then you... are not going through the procedures..."

"Hey, that's the house. When the divorce was done, Zhaoyang gave me all the things, and he didn't keep them either. Look at him now in his thirties, and he's living by himself is nothing, but if he doesn't even have a house, how can he give a woman a sense of security? What do you think?"

I lowered my head.

She smiled again, smiling relaxedly, "I said I would give it back to him, but he refused to ask for it. I didn't know what happened some time ago, but he suddenly accepted it. It's because of you, right?"

Because of me, I lowered my head and thought about this question. Fang Keru answered a phone call and spoke in English with a very friendly tone. Finally, he said, "Come in, I understand."

Soon a foreign man came in outside. He was quite tall and I didn’t know how to beautify the appearance of foreigners. He was quite handsome and energetic anyway.

Fang Keru stood up and introduced to me with a smile, "This is my boyfriend, I plan to get married after the New Year."

She has boyfriends, but she didn't divorce after the New Year last year, so she plans to get married again? I was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but say, "So quickly."

Fang Keru smiled and asked her boyfriend to wait for her. She said, "I regret it because my marriage and divorce were late. Actually, after thinking about it, Zhaoyang and I were not suitable. He was too bored. When I was walking around outside, I felt like I was alive. Going home was like a routine. I didn't feel much, but I just felt that I should go back."

"Then have you ever loved him?" I asked.

She thought for a while, "I've loved, but for women, maybe love and feeling are different. Sometimes it's mechanical or a habit. I didn't feel good when I first got divorced, and later I met him," she turned her head and looked at her boyfriend, "Have you ever eaten mustard?"

I nodded.

She said, "When I didn't eat mustard, I felt it was too stimulating and I didn't dare to try it. After trying it, I missed the stimulation sometimes. I still like the feeling of being stimulated occasionally."

Looking at the smile on Fang Keru's face, this woman in her thirties actually doesn't look old at all and has a very good mental outlook.

I feel relieved, and I feel relieved for Wang Zhaoyang.

I separated from Fang Keru, and I seemed to have just eaten a bite of mustard, and I felt the refreshing and spicy feeling in my heart. I miss him, my mustard. Although this mustard is not spicy, it suits my taste.

When I got home that day, Chen Feiyang was repairing the toilet. I didn't know where to carry a new big toilet. I took off the old one by myself, applied cement and piped it. I was fiddling since I finished my meal until I couldn't hold it in as soon as I splashed my urine and stood at the door clamping my legs, "When will it be good?"

He lowered his head, "It's almost done." Then he was a little unconscious when he twisted the screws, and the wrench was injured. There was a broken smell in the toilet, and I made me feel a little impatient with the urine, and said, "Go out and I will solve it first. Don't do it, the more I do it, the worse it gets."

Chen Feiyang had a calm face and rushed to his bleeding fingers under the faucet. He threw down the tool and walked out without giving me a good look.

I asked him to make a strange mood. I hurriedly solved it at the drain. I looked at the mess on the ground and felt even worse. Chen Feiyang liked to repair things, but every time he finished repairing, he didn't clean it and threw it to me. And he often couldn't repair it well, such as the faucet was broken. I said I wanted to find a worker to do it. He insisted on finding a pile of broken tape, but he still dripped water every day, so he had to poke it underneath and continued.

I was very annoyed when I heard the ticking sound.

I wanted to talk about this to Chen Feiyang, but when I walked out, he tied his fingers tightly with tape, ignored me, and went back to the bathroom to continue doing it.

These two days, he was in a bad mood because of being cheated, and always looked for these messy work. Later, Chen Feiyang repaired it, moved the old toilet out and threw it at the door, and then worked hard to clean the scene in the toilet. He kept wiping the messy cement with sandpaper, and the sound of trowels scraping on the ground was still very annoying.

I couldn't stand it anymore, so I walked to the toilet door and looked at him helplessly.

Chen Feiyang tried to say calmly, "If you change the toilet, the toilet will not smell bad in the future."

In order to fix the new toilet, the cement rubbed underneath is really ugly. Our house is not well installed. Many places with wood wraps are raised and the floor is not flat. Although it is newly installed, there are many problems.

He was still working hard to clean the scene. I watched his tied fingers so upturned and his forehead was sweating down. I said, "Stop cleaning up, let me do it tomorrow."

He didn't look up, "It's okay."

There are always unsatisfactory things when people live, but I don’t like his unsustainable attitude. I think if you are really a man, don’t be afraid of blows. Stand up again, seek development steadily, and compete with these decorations at home all day long.

I was so annoyed that I went over and pulled his arm, "Tell you not to do it!"

He ignored me, and I couldn't pull him, and the muscles on his arms were so hard. I stood by weakly, and there was no place to fire. Chen Feiyang grinded the cement on the floor a few times, probably because he was in a bad mood, so he threw down his things and left.

I also know that I am a good person. I am the one who shouts the toilet every day, not him, Chen Feiyang. He is doing this to prevent me from being upset. I just can't stand him so gloomy these two days.

I squatted down and tried to clean the scene, but I realized that the traces left by making cement were such a bad job. Thinking that Chen Feiyang had been feeling bad here for a long time, I planned to be gentle to him.

When he walked out, Chen Feiyang sat on the sofa smoking, his finger was still so upturned, and it was purple. He did not bandage it, but just used the tape as a rope and wrapped it around his knuckles one by one, so that the blood would not flow and the wound would not bleed.

I was so angry that I was so angry that I was so angry.

I pulled Chen Feiyang's hand over, and the tightened fingertips were already cold due to the poor blood flow. While removing the tight tape, I muttered, "Will you take care of yourself? After a long time, your fingers will be ruined."

"I don't know." He said softly.
Chapter completed!