Chapter 424 1 bed or 2 beds?

Chapter 424 1 bed or 2 beds?

Chapter 424 One bed or two beds?
"Shanghai?"

Professor Lu was stunned for a moment: "Aren't we climbing Baiyun Mountain? What does it mean in Shanghai?"

It took her a while to recover from the computer crash, and her face was visibly panicked.

"Why did Weiwei go to Shanghai?"

"Why didn't she tell us?"

"Is she safe? Where is Chen?"

……

A series of hurried questions all revealed a mother's deep worries.

Even the phrase "It's still on the shelf?" inadvertently reveals this mentality:
Although I hate Chen Zhe, I hope they are together now, at least my daughter's safety can be guaranteed.

"Don't be anxious."

Song Zuomin held his wife's hand and comforted her calmly, "Weiwei must be safe, otherwise she wouldn't have sent me a message."

Having said that, Song Zuoming still called back immediately.

Until the familiar voice of my daughter came from the phone: "Dad..."

Song Zuoming and Lu Mancai breathed a sigh of relief, as if their lost souls and spirits had just returned to their bodies.

The next moment, Lu Man shook off her husband's hand. The man who had been with her for more than 20 years actually said the word "divorce"!
I have sacrificed so much for our family, how can he have the nerve to do this?

However, now is not the time to "deal with" her husband, as her daughter's problem is more difficult.

You are so powerful that you dare to go to Shanghai without saying a word?
After confirming that his daughter was safe, his panic turned into rage. "Running away from home" was something that was completely out of control. How could Professor Lu tolerate it?

"Song Shiwei, do you know what you are doing? Why did you go to Shanghai without telling us? Who gave you the courage? Was it Chen Zhuo who instigated you to go..."

Even if the phone was in her husband's hand, Professor Lu could still loudly criticize and scold him into the receiver.

"I lost it!"

Chen Zhuo heard it all clearly, and Professor Lu's reaction was exactly what he had expected.

Song Shiwei naturally couldn't let Chen Zhuo take the blame. Besides, this was her own idea, so she said, "I want to come over. Chen Zhuo is here to accompany me..."

"You're still speaking for him?!"

Professor Lu interrupted without further ado.

This overbearing tone of reasoning is still exactly the same as usual.

But Professor Lu seemed to have forgotten that his daughter was far away in Shanghai at the time, and was determined to break the shackles of control and face her true likes and dislikes.

So the best response to this disrespectful behavior from the mother is to hang up the phone.

Looking at the sound that suddenly disappeared and the screen that slowly dimmed, Song Zuoming let out a long sigh.

This is often the case at home. Something is not that serious or can be easily resolved, but with the intervention of the wife, it becomes complicated.

The key point is that Professor Lu did not notice this. She was furious and said, "Weiwei actually dared to hang up on me. This must be Chen Zhuo behind the scenes. Call me back right now!"

At this time, Professor Lu still hadn't thought of looking for the reason in himself.

Of course, she couldn't bear to blame her daughter.

Therefore, the unlucky guy Chen became the biggest target of venting.

Fortunately, Song Zuoming was at home. This leader who ranked relatively high in the group remained indifferent to his wife's unreasonable orders.

"Fight back!"

Lu Man urged again.

"Have you ever thought about why your daughter went to Shanghai?"

Song Zuoming frowned and asked in a deep voice.

"It's not Chenzhe..."

Lu Man was about to attribute it to this reason.

Song Zuomin interrupted her immediately: "Guangzhou to Shanghai is a thousand miles away. It takes two hours to buy a ticket, board the plane, and take a two-hour ride. If Weiwei doesn't want to do this, can Chen Zhuo still force her to do everything?"

After hearing these sharp words, Professor Lu's expression stiffened and his emotions gradually calmed down.

Yes!

If my daughter doesn't want to do this, who can force her?

"Then why did Weiwei go to Shanghai?"

Professor Lu is very confused now.

She helped students revise papers during the day, and had a big fight with her husband at night, which even reached the point of "divorce". Then she faced her daughter running away from home, and she felt that she did not have enough energy.

But Song Zuoming remained calm.

In China, if one can break through the "division-level limiter" and be promoted to a department-level leader, no matter what his ability and quality are, one thing is almost certain -

They must be very energetic! This is certain and there is no doubt about it!

This "energy" does not refer to sexual ability in bed, but more precisely the body's endurance. Scientifically speaking, this is also a kind of talent.

Without strong tolerance, you would have been eliminated from writing articles, observing people's expressions, drinking and socializing... these trivial matters.

"Didn't she invest in a gaming company? That company is in Shanghai, and it looks like they're going to release a game soon."

Song Zuomin pondered and said, "I think it might be related to this aspect."

After this analysis, Lu Man felt better for some reason. It turned out that it was all for work.

However, the husband continued, "Of course this is only a small part of the reason. If it was a normal business trip, why would she hide it from us?"

“…What’s the bigger reason?”

Professor Lu asked subconsciously.

In fact, as soon as she asked the question, she already had a vague answer in her mind. This was an obvious thing, but Professor Lu refused to admit it.

Because once you admit it, it would be equivalent to completely denying the educational methods you have used over the years.

"You've disrupted Weiwei and Chenzhe's birthday plans."

Song Zuomin said quietly, "My daughter is already an adult. She should have the right to make her own choices. She needs to be respected and listened to, not disciplined and controlled."

"How did I control her?!"

Lu Man's curved eyebrows suddenly stood up. She was used to being strong in this family and had long since refused to listen to anyone's opinions.

"I'm doing this for her own good!"

Professor Lu stared at her husband unconvincedly: "Chen Zhuo and Wei Wei are from two different circles. Chen Zhuo's background is too grassroots. He is limited by his vision and it will be difficult for him to achieve great things in the future. He is not worthy of my daughter at all!"

However, this time after Lu Man gave a similar reason, Song Zuoming rarely continued to argue.

"Hey……"

He just sighed deeply, as if he was completely speechless about his "obstinate" wife.

After a while, Song Zuomin said with a slightly tired look, "You can ignore my advice, but next time, my daughter may not run away from home to Shanghai, and she may not send me any information."

This sentence finally worked.

No matter how great the language advantage is, the fact that my daughter has run away from home is there.

Just as her husband said, Weiwei went to Shanghai this time, but there is no guarantee that she will go to someplace farther next time. What if she goes abroad in a fit of anger?

Lu Man, who was fearless just now, seemed to have his veil of pretending to be tough removed, exposing his weakness.

She couldn't lose her daughter; this was a burden that life could not bear.

After a moment of silence that seemed like a lifetime ago, Professor Lu took a deep breath and said, "Let's go to Shanghai."

"What do you mean?"

Song Zuomin frowned and said, "Since Weiwei is safe, let her enjoy her freedom for a while. There's no need to deprive her of it right away."

"I can let her enjoy her freedom, but..."

Professor Lu adjusted his glasses and asked, "Do you know whether Weiwei and Chenzhe sleep in the same room or in two rooms at night?"

After saying that, Lu Man gave a look and left.

Director Song was stunned.

After that, he took the initiative to reply to his daughter without his wife's urging.

However, perhaps because Professor Lu had just wrongly accused Chen, Song Shiwei's phone was turned off again.

Song Zuomin didn't hesitate at all and immediately called his secretary: "Xiao Wu, please book the fastest flight to Shanghai for me and Professor Lu immediately. If I can't make it, I can use the name of the group..."

Although, I don't object to the relationship between the two young people.

But now is not the time for you to do whatever you want!
……

CITIC is a behemoth, and even the Central and Southern Air Traffic Control Bureau had to give it face. In the end, the ticket was booked smoothly and the flight was at 11 o'clock.

Although it is almost ten o'clock and time is a little tight, Song Zuoming is a truly privileged person. As long as he communicates well in advance, the airport can save him a lot of security procedures.

After changing his clothes hurriedly, Song Zuomin walked out of the study and found that his wife was already ready.

It seemed that she was also very worried about the two young people's rest tonight.

One room or two rooms?
"Let's go."

Song Zuomin said, "Xiao Liu will be here in ten minutes at most. Let's go downstairs and wait for him."

"Xiao Liu" is Song Zuoming's full-time driver. He sounds very young, but in fact he is a steady adult in his 30s.

Professor Lu nodded, and the couple took the elevator slowly down.

During this process, the two did not communicate with each other, and one stood on the far left side of the elevator, and the other stood on the far right side.

The empty space in the middle was like an invisible crack, constantly reminding each other of the word "divorce" that had just come out of their mouths during the quarrel.

Song Zuoming shook his shoulders, feeling a little unnatural.

Professor Lu also lowered her head and stared at the tip of her shoe, as if she would rather quarrel than face her husband calmly. After more than 20 years of marriage, they actually had such emotions now, which showed that the trust in their marriage was already shaken.

Fortunately, the elevator quickly reached the first floor, and outside were neighbors returning from a walk.

In 2008, the neighbors who could afford to buy houses in this community were either rich or noble in Guangzhou. Although everyone might not know each other, they all nodded politely to each other and then stepped aside to make way.

Humans are really complicated creatures. They can show their friendly side to strangers, but keep their worst temper for those closest to them.

After waiting at the gate of the community for less than 5 minutes, the familiar S600 came speeding down the road with dazzling incandescent lights on.

However, after noticing the figures of Song Zuoming and Lu Man, the S600, which had been roaring like a tiger, suddenly seemed to turn into a gentle puppy.

By continuously decelerating and engaging the brakes, the car finally stopped steadily next to Song Zuoming and his wife.

The position is so precise that Song Zuoming can get into the car just by opening the door.

Who says China doesn’t have “Precision” enterprises? We have been leading the world for thousands of years.

Xiao Liu parked the car and was planning to run down to help put the luggage away, but when he looked around he realized that his leader had nothing in his hands.

His expression was a little confused, but when he saw Song Zuoming get into the car, he immediately went back to the driver's seat without asking any more questions.

When serving the big leaders, remember to "read more, think more, do more, remember more, but don't ask too much."

The vehicle started slowly with the sound of friction between the tires and the road. In fact, the moonlight tonight was very beautiful and the wind was very gentle.

Spring in Guangzhou gives people a very anxious feeling. Although it is still March, it always feels like early summer is about to begin.

Lu Man leaned against the window, quietly looking at the surging traffic lanes in the city.

There is a very strange phenomenon in this world.

For example, before a couple breaks up, they rarely notice other couples on the street.

But once we break up, I always feel that the streets are full of loving men and women, and I can't help but feel sad when I think of the past.

Before the elders in our family passed away, we rarely thought of taking the initiative to care for them.

But once they pass away, you feel that their traces are everywhere in your life, and then you truly understand the sorrow of "a son wants to be filial but his parents are no longer around".

Professor Lu is in the same state now, because she suddenly discovered that why are there so many loving families on the streets?
There were a mother and daughter who had just returned from shopping at Tiyuxi, a father and son who were picking up their child from evening study, and a family who were trying to digest their food and lose weight after dinner. They were all talking and laughing, with warm expressions on their faces.

However, when searching his memory, Lu Man couldn't seem to remember when was the last time he took a walk with his daughter.

I vaguely seem to have had it before, but I have forgotten when and where. It is as distant as a fluttering dream.

"Is there already a deep rift between Weiwei and I now?"

Lu Man spoke, breaking the silence in the car, still looking out the window.

Xiao Liu drove the car without saying a word, acting like a "deaf person".

Song Zuomin was sending a message to Song Shiwei, probably a subtle reminder:
Dad supports your brave pursuit of freedom, but considering that you are still very young, it is best to stay at the stage of "starting from emotion and ending with etiquette"...

It was actually a bit awkward for a father and daughter to say these things to each other, but in order to prevent the two young people from progressing too quickly, Director Song didn't care.

Song Zuoming stopped typing when he suddenly heard his wife's nonsensical words.

He wanted to say that the estrangement was not only created "now", but had existed for a long time.

"Many times, you think that's caring, but in fact you should ask your daughter's opinion more."

Song Zuomin said: "After all, we can't just consider others from our own perspective."

After saying that, Lao Song changed his posture and continued to send messages to his daughter.

Song Zuoming had given similar words of advice countless times before, but was it useful?

Maybe it will have some effect at the time, but it will soon come back to life.

So Song Zuoming had given up and was too lazy to talk anymore.

Looking at the husband who was so perfunctory in comforting her, and the two of them were obviously sitting in the back row, but they "tacitly" left a gap in the middle, as if no one wanted to be next to each other.

"It turns out that there is a gap between me and Lao Song."

Lu Man hid in the dark corner of the carriage, where even the street lights could not reach.

The vehicle was like a shaking wine glass, and I always felt like tears were going to come out at the next moment.

Professor Lu sniffed and held it in, but he still felt aggrieved.

I have devoted myself to this family, why do the father and daughter hate me so much?

······
Just as Song Zuoming and Professor Lu rushed to Shanghai overnight, Chen Zhuo and Song Shiwei were already walking in Xiafei Lane.

There are white clouds everywhere, and a few sparse stars can be seen through them.

The moonlight is faint, covering the quiet alley.

Shanghai alleys are indeed unique, especially the style that has been passed down from the Republic of China era.

On both sides are densely populated old houses, mostly two- or three-story Shikumen buildings. The facades retain the style of the early 20th century, with gray walls mottled and chipped, and the bluestone road surface bumpy and uneven.

There are traces of time everywhere, as if every house has its own unique story, and every door and window is telling of its past glory.

These small buildings are not idle, but are filled with people. Walking among them, you can occasionally hear neighbors whispering in their homes:

"The weather is great today, and the moonlight is so bright, would you like to have a cup of coffee together?"

It's like talking to a friend.

"If you continue to be naughty, I will make you eat my life!"

This is mostly about educating children.

"Mr. Zhou, can we go for a walk on the street in the first half of tomorrow morning?"

This is probably the way a couple or a couple act coquettishly.

……

These dialect conversations are like trickles of water, flowing in every corner of the alley, so that even the smell of fireworks has a hint of petty-bourgeois flavor.

Chen listened with a smile, and couldn't help but think of the moment in the taxi when the driver's expression changed subtly after hearing the conversation between Song Shiwei and her parents.

I thought they were a newlywed couple traveling to Shanghai, but now I know they are young people who eloped without telling their parents.

If this were a "stable" city, such as the capital, the middle-aged driver would probably give a serious advice:
Your parents are doing this for your own good, young man. You should go back and apologize to them as soon as possible.

However, when Chen Zhuo paid the bill and got off the bus, the local driver turned around and said with a wink: "Young man, free love is great, Shanghai welcomes you!"

Chen raised an eyebrow and smiled as he accepted his master's blessing.

In the city of Shanghai, romance is ingrained in its bones. Even during the Republic of China period more than a hundred years ago, many lovers who wanted to avoid arranged marriages found shelter in these alleys.

Eloping may be a sign of disobedience in other places.

But in Shanghai, it is a brave act of "daring to pursue oneself".

The sky is as dark as ink, dotted with starlight. The road under your feet is like a galaxy in the water, carrying a string of old dreams.

Chen Zhuo and Song Shiwei walked slowly, chatting casually. Sometimes they suddenly became quiet, and there was no awkwardness between them.

Taking a walk is a romantic thing. Two people can talk about the scenery in front of them, their recent life, and interesting things in the past...

We keep pace with each other and don't have to look at each other all the time. The atmosphere is relaxed and romantic. The occasional passing vehicle or leaves scattered on the roadside will become new topics of conversation.

Even if you are tired, a moment of tacit silence is very comfortable.

Chen Zhuo and Song Shiwei walked the entire Xiafei Lane. Neither of them had the intention of ending their walk, so they randomly picked a quiet path and walked on it aimlessly.

Although it seems like an aimless walk, it carries a strong sense of companionship.

In the early hours of the night, under moonlight as faint as a kiss mark, your lover walks with you on the streets of a strange city.

Is this a walk?
Do not!
This is the ripple of beautiful memories circulating many years later.

Finally, the two came to the Huangpu River.

Of course, it is not the most lively Bund, but an unknown riverside. The moonlight shines on the water, and the blue-black river current hits the embankment, as if telling the gentleness of the night.

It was almost midnight, and there were still figures swaying in twos and threes by the river. The vibrant first-tier cities are almost all cities that never sleep.

"It's getting late, let's find a place to stay?"

Chen looked at the time and saw that it was almost time, so he suggested finding a hotel to rest first.

By the way, another birthday.

"Good~"

Song Shiwei nodded in agreement. Although they had been walking for almost two hours, she didn't feel tired at all. She even felt that time had passed very quickly.

So, we can sing, eat hotpot, and go shopping with friends, but we will only be patient enough to take a walk with him (her).

There are also some small hotels near the river. If Chen was alone, he might stay there by himself.

However, together with Sister Sweet, Chen still took a longer detour and finally arrived at the famous Shanghai Garden Hotel.

This is an old five-star hotel, and its appearance is a little dated, but it has a good reputation and safety is guaranteed.

The more famous Oriental Mandarin or Bund W hotels in later generations had not been built yet, so this one was one of the few options.

Because it was the weekend, many people were checking in at the front desk, so the two could only stand in the magnificent lobby and wait.

Not long after, the lobby attendant on duty saw it, glanced at Chen Zhuo and Song Shiwei's hands holding together, and then said politely:

"Hello, what kind of room do you want to book? King-size bed room? Superior king-size bed room? Or deluxe king-size bed room?"

"Ok?"

Chen Zhe didn't have any other thoughts at first. Each person had a room, and he was planning to call cos sister in the evening.

But the words of the hotel staff suddenly reminded me that no matter it is a king-size bed room, a superior king-size bed room or a deluxe king-size bed room, it seems to mean one bed!

"Fuck!"

Chen Zhuo suddenly felt warm in his heart. Is there a chance that they could sleep together tonight?
Then I swear that I will just hug you and do nothing else.

······
(End of this chapter)