Wu Xinyi's "I am waiting for you in my memory".

She is the second daughter of her parents and an unwelcome daughter. Because both parents are eager to have a son, her name is also named after the boy, called Xiaocheng. As a result, when I was more than two years old, the village staff shook hands inadvertently, and there was an apostrophe under the word "small", which seemed to be a word "little". Bankers don't pay attention to this, and the girl in the middle has never been taken seriously-her parents gave her a younger brother as they wished. Dad waved his hand, and "Xiao" and "Xiao" were the same. It didn't matter what you called them. So she has a unique name. Her sister's name is Xiao Li and her brother's name is Xiao Gang, but her names are Shao Cheng and Tan Shao Cheng.

Many years later, "Xiaoli" graduated from junior high school, married a young man from a neighboring village and gave birth to a child early. "Xiaogang" went out to work, and just turned 20, he brought back a pregnant young girl and went back to his parents to farm. They all lived according to the familiar life track, only the girl named "Shaocheng" became golden phoenix who flew out of the henhouse. She flapped her arms and spread her wings with all her strength. On the way to fly higher and farther, she plucked her naturally disheveled "chicken feathers" by hand, and finally stopped in a place unimaginable to her relatives, proudly unfolding her beautiful tail feathers in front of other phoenixes. She is very happy, she is very proud, she is very proud, although the wound of plucking old feathers is still aching, although she knows that she has gone through many hardships to get rid of the pain, some people are born like this.

At first, she grew up imitating them, and her only dream was to blend in with them and completely throw away those pasts. It was a long time before she realized that it was impossible, even though she had identical feathers. When he walked up to them and listened to each other's chirping, the memory of their singing was a brilliant sunrise, and all she could remember was the cramped sky overhead.

Knowing what she really wants, she was so angry that she didn't lose to others at all, even worked harder than them, but there was always something to think about consciously or unconsciously. The so-called fairness is just her imagination Maybe it's jealousy. Formal jealousy gave her the strength to live better than them. Since childhood, the wind and rain have made them forget the instinct to fight for survival, and this is precisely the best gift that poverty has given her. He let the most beautiful phoenix fall, and she stepped at the foot of her flag fluttering in the wind. She let them know that a lonely phoenix is not as good as a chicken.

Now, she is no longer afraid of being an alien. She is no longer a chicken shivering in a mask in the phoenix group, but a high one among them. She is the youngest middle-level in Greater China of well-known pharmaceutical giant Rujia, and also the famous Mrs. Fu. She stands proudly in her country, but she often has a strange dream.

In the dream, she changed back to the little girl in old clothes when she was a child. Her mother made him play with jealousy. She must have been scolded for coming back late. She clutched a glass bottle full of thick clothes and ran wildly on the country road. No matter how careful she is, she always ends up falling down. She got up, forgot the pain, and went to see the vinegar in her arms first. Sure enough, the bottle broke and vinegar spilled all over the floor. No one cares about her wounds and tears. Her mother gave her a good beating, and the wound could be healed without a penny, but the vinegar spilled and the money for buying vinegar was wasted ... Twenty years later, she is still the child who plays with vinegar. She will always remember that the vinegar bottle in her arms is more important than his wound.

"What are you thinking, don't eat or talk?"

The person who asked the question was Yao. Tan Shaocheng smiled at him.

She doesn't have many friends. Maybe she doesn't need friends. Only Yao is a special existence. In front of him, she doesn't need to pretend, don't need to guard against, don't need to chase, don't need to despise. She smelled the same smell on him, although he never commented. She even had his short girlfriend. Long because they tried to be together many times in five years, short because every attempt ended in failure, so in the eyes of others, they used to be an on-off couple. But only Tan Shaocheng knows that this is not the case. In fact, she also loves Yao, no matter how deep this love is, and whether this love only exists at that moment. When Situ Jun desperately said to Yao, "I will wait behind time until it comes." On the other hand, Yao turned and walked towards her. He held her hand in front of Situ Jun and watched Situ Jun's long-standing pride turn into pieces ... Tan Shaocheng was really moved at that time. This move is not because he helped her completely defeat Stuart, but because even she couldn't believe that there would be a person who chose her and abandoned Stuart in a seemingly no suspense contest.

At this time, as long as Yao opens her mouth, she will do anything. She even briefly forgot the person who had always occupied her heart and felt happiness for the first time. Facts have proved that she is just wet behind the ears in the country of love.

He never loved her, not for a moment. He turned around, he held her hand, and he and she both left. Every minute of that time, he thought about Situ Jun. He said, "Shaocheng, be my girlfriend." Sadly, he meant it when he said this. He really wants to get rid of Stuart's shadow and live another life, but he really thinks it is impossible. As for the later attempts, I just wanted to find a suitable person to marry. They understand each other and cooperate with each other. Who is more suitable than this person in front of me?

How did you give up later? Maybe I have failed too many times, and I am tired. For the last time, her clothes have faded by half, and she is willing to give him her purest side, that is, he is the actual owner of Jiu 'antang, and her future lies in E.G. As long as they come together, with their talents and efforts, they can one day create a kingdom stronger than Jiu 'antang and E.G..

As she approached, she saw him close his eyes and heard his shortness of breath, but the next second, she felt his hand push her away, gentle but firm.

After getting dressed, Tan Shaocheng asked Yao why she was not an unwelcome woman. In the shopping mall, a man's kindness to her is like kicking down the ladder. More importantly, they have the same ambition and ability. He doesn't intend to stop at the middle level of big pharmaceutical companies, and he shouldn't stay in Jiuantang to marry others.

She even told him clearly that the top management of E.G. had plans to buy Jiuantang, but Stuart Jiuan's stubbornness made it go away. In fact, the old routine of Stuart Jiu 'an management company has long been unworkable. If Jiuantang wants to survive and develop, it is impossible to be satisfied with developing from a small workshop to a large workshop and doing its own thing behind closed doors. Yao knows this very well, but he will never go against the wishes of his adoptive parents, right or wrong. Tan Shaocheng doesn't know how to find a delicate balance between accommodating the stubbornness of two parents and seeking development for the company. In short, over the years, in the fierce and cruel competition with those old varieties of drugs, Antang has not declined, but has a slow and steady growth momentum, and she has to admire it sincerely. If Yao is willing to go it alone, why worry about it?

Tan Shaocheng's proud persuasion never played a role in Yao's space. He always said that without Stuart's family, there would be no him today, and he could not do ungrateful things. But when Tan Shaocheng retorted that it was ungrateful to make Jiu 'antang much bigger than it is now and let the two old people enjoy their old age, he was silent. Finally, he told her that even without Mr. and Mrs. Situ Jiuan, he was not the real owner of Jiuantang.

This is the real reason why he stuck to the security department for a long time and could not leave the Stuart family. The only reason he finally pushed her away. In Yao's mind, he never gave up this only glimmer of hope. He always believed that one day, the man who wandered in a foreign land would suddenly come back. He took care of Antang for a long time in order to get her back to take over. He took good care of her parents after she came back. He is alone, so that when she turns around, he will still be there. Wait until the day when she comes back-this is the end and destination of all that Yao has done in the past seven years.

Everyone tried to make him understand that Situ Jun wouldn't come back, and even if she did, it wouldn't be his. As far as Tan Shaocheng knows, even Yao's foster mother Xue spoke to persuade him not to wait any longer, just as Situ Jun died and found a good girl to live his life. Yao also changed his mind at Xue's instigation, instead of calling the couple "uncles and aunts", he called them parents. After 200 years, I will only leave Jiuantang to my adopted son, not my disobedient daughter.

If seven years ago, Xue agreed to let Yao marry Stuart for the sake of her daughter, then now she really thinks of him from Yao's standpoint, completely regards him as her own, and wholeheartedly only wants him to be happy. For more than ten years, Yao has been seeking Xue's approval. When he finally waited for this day, Tan Shaocheng did not feel any joy from him. There was a smile on his face and despair in his eyes. Because these are tantamount to reminding him that the last person who believes that Stuart will come back like him has given up waiting.

Later, he never mentioned Stuart Jun again. The repetition between him and Tan Shaocheng was also because his parents asked him to catch "a good girl like Tan Xiao". After Tan Shaocheng accidentally climbed to the Fu family to marry him, Xue actively arranged a blind date for him. He goes every time. Mr. and Mrs. Situ Jiuan proposed to redecorate their old house and ruthlessly remove the old things that once belonged to Situ Jun, so that he would not think about those things and people. He was also frank and well-intentioned. Only Tan Shaocheng didn't believe that he had got rid of the shadow of Stuart. She knows him as well as herself. The harder it is to love someone, the harder it is to forget her. She still can't completely let go of the person she loves, let alone Yao.

Sure enough, the gossip that Xiao told his assistant Yao inadvertently confirmed Tan Shaocheng's guess. For seven years, every once in a while, Yao booked a plane ticket to Los Angeles, but it never succeeded. Even more bizarre, last year he was invited to attend a local industry conference. Accustomed to doing it himself, he made an exception and instructed his deputy to go. No wonder such contradictions are bizarre. Xiaogen is a confused person, but Tan Shaocheng is not. To what extent do you want to be afraid?

"You know what? Wujiang is getting married. " Tan Shaocheng explained his trance at the dinner table. Since becoming Mrs. Fu, this is the first time that she has asked Yao out for dinner alone. He sat opposite her, still the same, polite and reserved, and no matter how close he was, he would inevitably give people a sense of distance.

Hearing the news she threw, he gave her a look, and his face remained indifferent.

"Then his parents must be very happy and forget their wishes." He put down the tableware in his hand and said some pleasantries that had nothing to do with himself.

Tan Shaocheng no longer pretends to have an appetite. She said with a faint irony, "I thought he would be a bachelor all his life."

"Does this affect you?"

"I said you wouldn't believe it without it." She whispered. She doesn't know whether Yao regards her as a friend, but for her, he is an object to tell the truth. "He is finally willing to let go of that woman."

"Said to Yao," maybe he just needs to find someone to marry. "

"Then keep your eyes open and see who he is looking for!" Tan Shaocheng said word for word.

Yao Yunqi looked at her quietly and said after a while, "That's his freedom."

"I know what you mean! Don't you just want to tell me that this has nothing to do with me! " She resisted the excitement in her tone and turned into a sly smile: "Are you going back to the wedding?"

"Her wedding has nothing to do with me."

"If I am not mistaken, even if he doesn't invite you, his parents will put your home on the invitation list."

"Old at home is enough. I have been busy recently. "

Tan Shaocheng is keenly aware that it is not the first time that Yao has consciously avoided Wujiang. When Wujiang appeared, he was rarely seen. He actually has no problem with Wujiang. The only explanation is that Wujiang's special relationship with someone will remind him of some unpleasant memories.

"I think it would be great if you don't change and miss his wedding!" She smiled and cupped her chin.

Yao frowned slightly. "What do you want?"

"You still know me. I have prepared a big gift for him and his wonderful wife. "

"I advise you not to do that."

"Don't give me advice with your so-called rationality!" Tan Shaocheng's voice rose involuntarily. "I narrow-minded? He likes music and Xiao Wan. I have nothing to say. I can't compete with her, and she can't compete with her if she dies! But what is better than me about the woman he is looking for now? "

"You got married before him." Yao tried to tell her an obvious fact.

Tan Shaocheng nodded, "yes, I'm married. Because I know that he won't look at me seriously when he is old. If I can't get the person I love, I always have the right to live a good life! "

"Of course. If you know everything, why do you have to do so many things? I always thought you were a smart man. "

"No, you must think I'm a mean woman." Tan Shaocheng slowly covered his face with his hand. "But even a mean woman will be sad."

"Would it make you feel better to provoke him? Believe me, if you find him indifferent to your' big gift', you will be even more sad! "

Hearing this, Tan Shaocheng put his hand back under the table.

"Do you know why you can convince me so calmly, because it has nothing to do with you! What would you do if Stuart Jun was going to get married? Will you be happy to send your blessing? "

Yao looked at her coldly and made no noise.

His appearance made Tan Shaocheng more and more angry about his gaffes, so he wanted to pull back a city. She smiled deliberately and said, "But Situ Jun is not in a hurry to get married. Seriously, for a while, I thought she and Wu Jiang could make it. At that time, Wujiang always ran to her, but I heard that she is not bad now, and there are many men around her. The sister of a girlfriend in Sanpi is not in the same university as her. I heard that she found a Mexican at that time. "

"You are mistaken, it is Moroccan." He corrected her with a straight face.

"Ha!" Tan Shaocheng laughed out loud in amazement. She wanted to see if he could really stay out of it.

She carefully folded the pale green linen napkin and opened it, and told a secret that she had kept until the last time Yao called the waiter to check out.

"It doesn't matter where people are, you can ask her yourself. Yun Qi, do you know that Situ Jun is coming back! "

Afterwards, Tan Shaocheng did not regret his momentary anger. In her heart, Yao is her closest friend, and she doesn't want to hurt him. In fact, since she learned the news, she has been thinking about how to convey this information to Yao. After she said it, she felt a little lucky. Maybe he will respond to her with the same silence and say that he already knows.

But she was wrong.

Tan Shaocheng managed to send Yao and Xiaogen back after drinking like dead people. Xiaogen was called by Yao to the place where they ate. He sat happily between two old classmates, thinking it was an impromptu gathering of old friends. Until Yao suddenly said, "When will Stuart arrive?"

"You know what? She will be back next Tuesday night, and we have been thinking about how to welcome her these days. I said that Wujiang has a big face ... "Halfway through, the one-track-minded little root realized that something was wrong, but the bad thing was that he was not stupid enough to think through it. He paused for a moment, as if to react and spill the beans, and whispered, "No, how do you know?" Wujiang they made it clear that Stuart didn't want to see ... "

As he spoke, his voice trailed off, and Yao's face made him feel uneasy. After graduation, Xiao Gen, who had no family and poor grades, once fell into the predicament of finding a job. At that time, Yao persuaded Situ Jiuan to leave him in Jiuantang. In recent years, he has been under the command of Yao, and frankly, he has taken care of him a lot, but Yao's temper has made him more and more incomprehensible.

Tan Shaocheng received Xiaogen's anxious eyes for help, pretending to have a headache and enjoying music in the restaurant. At that time, she touched the hornet's nest enthusiastically, and then the small root that came over completely stabbed the center of the hive.

Yao got up and made a phone call. She guessed that the object he asked should be his adoptive parents, and she got a positive answer.

"I am the last one to know!" This is the only thing he said before he got drunk.

Yao's wine is excellent. He doesn't talk when he is drunk, and he doesn't drag others to make trouble endlessly. He drank one cup in silence, and then drank the next, just like there were two bottles of boiling water in front of a thirsty man. Tan Shaocheng and Xiaogen looked at each other, only to find that no one knew what to say until he vomited as if to spit out all his insides.

They put him in Tan Shaocheng's car, and everyone knew how to get to Stuart's house. However, in the middle of the car, Yao, who was half unconscious by the night wind, gave them another address. He said that he no longer lived in the old house, and he didn't want to go back, because today is not Friday.

This time, even Tan Shaocheng didn't know what this meant. He didn't expect to get an answer from the other side.

When it was difficult to walk, Yao was given an accurate address. They stumbled to the door of the apartment, only to find that he had left his keys in the car. Xiaogen volunteered to get it. Yao Yunqi leaned against the door, half awake and half drunk, and said wearily to Tan Shaocheng, "I'm sorry for the trouble."

Tan Shaocheng suddenly felt sad. At this time, he remembered these trifles. Being too awake is a disease that hurts people. Instead, she would rather he make a scene, or indulge himself viciously like her once. Maybe she will get nothing, but she will feel much better. But he always keeps everything in order in his heart.

"A cloud, you don't do this. Maybe you will have a turn for the better when she comes back this time. " She said to him as lightly and hopefully as possible.

Up to now, Tan Shaocheng still doesn't like Situ Jun, but at this time, she sincerely hopes that Situ Jun and Yao have the possibility of happiness-as long as this happiness can be passed on to the men around them.

She wondered if Yao, who was leaning against the door, could hear him clearly. After he sighed, he bent down and whispered in her ear like a child.

"Tell you a terrible thing. I haven't forgotten her all day, but I can't even remember the way she smiled. She has been gone for seven years! "

Finally, he couldn't help it and let his back slide along the children until he sat on the cold marble floor and buried his head in his bent knees.

Xiaogen came panting with the key, and Tan Shaocheng silently stopped him from coming forward to help. She thought that Yun Qi should not want more people to see his tears.

When he stood up again, he was much better, at least once again clearly expressing his gratitude. But obviously, he didn't want to invite guests home, and even Xiao Gen's suggestion to help him rest on the sofa was rejected. He quickly closed the door in front of them, as if the ghost of memory was hidden inside.

It was midnight when Tan Shaocheng sent Xiaogen back to her castle-like home, and her husband climbed to the second floor under the escort of the driver three hours later. Not surprisingly drunk. It's hard for her not to pay attention to the stains left on his shirt, quietly scrape it clean with her little nails and help him change clothes.

"What's the matter?" Her husband asked vaguely, half squinting.

She simply said, "Nothing, just a lipstick print."

"You don't like its color? I'll let them change another day! "

She was amused by his sense of humor and whispered, "I thought you would at least take care of my feelings, even a little."

He seems to have heard a more interesting joke, so he laughed out loud.

"Why?" He asked in return.

Yeah, why? Tan Shaocheng thought about throwing him on the bathroom floor, and suddenly remembered that she couldn't do it. She wants to be a good wife, at least until the prenuptial property agreement remains unchanged.

She took good care of her husband like the warmest wife, and waited until he slept peacefully in bed and snored, then gently walked out of his room.

The mansion after turning off the lights and his childhood memories. The broken tile house is the same black.

That night, she had another dream. The original plot is still very familiar. The little girl holding the bottle ran barefoot on the narrow path. Suddenly, a happy couple in front flashed by. She chased after her desperately and shouted, "Wait, I'll show you what kind of woman she is."

He looked back, eyes without her, not even contempt.

She fell down crying. This time, the vinegar didn't spill, and the bottle was surprisingly intact. A closer look shows that the colored glass bottle has already been replaced by golden gold, but the wound she hid under the well-dressed clothes has never healed.