In the morning after the rain, the air is particularly fresh.
Li Ji didn't sleep well all night.
Recalling what happened yesterday, my heart is even more disturbed; it seems that the drizzle is still falling.
It was almost eleven o'clock when Li Ji returned to the dormitory from Liao Ying last night.
He was a little confused and a little guilty.
That call was from Han Mei.
There was nothing between the two of them, but Li Ji still avoided it subconsciously, not wanting Liao Ying to hear or know.
After answering the phone, Li Ji returned upstairs.
At first glance, he saw Liao Ying standing by the door, looking a little dazed. Under the dim light, there seemed to be slight tears on her face.
Li Ji was startled and ran a few steps: "Yingying, what's wrong with you?"
"No, it's nothing." Liao Ying moved, as if she suddenly woke up, and like a conditioned reflex, she raised her hand to wipe her eyes and forced a smile, "Have you finished the phone call?"
"Well," Li Ji pretended to say casually, but did not dare to look into Liao Ying's eyes, "it was someone from the credit department of the bank who told me about the loan..."
"oh......"
Liao Ying nodded slightly, her eyes a little vacant.
She moved her lips a few times, hesitated for a moment, but still said nothing. She let Li Ji into the room and closed the door.
Outside, the sound of rain gradually became lighter.
Li Ji sat on the small wooden stool, and Liao Ying still sat by the bed.
The two looked at each other, smiled unnaturally, and quickly looked away without looking into each other's eyes.
Li Ji was a little embarrassed.
Since I met Liao Ying, it felt awkward to be together for the first time. He had nothing to say but asked about Liao Ying's professional title evaluation.
Liao Ying rolled her eyes at him and repeated what she had said before. After that, he picked up a magazine on the bedside and flipped through it randomly.
Li Ji wanted to say something.
But after thinking about it, I still feel that there is nothing to say.
Yeah, what can I say?
Isn't it just that I had a Western meal with Han Mei, met Tao Ping and Wang Shulan when I went out, and then Han Mei lost her temper and took a taxi and left.
Later, Han Mei called, and he went out to answer the phone.
After that, it's gone.
The only lie she told Liao Ying was that Han Mei bought this shirt for him.
But what does a shirt mean?
It's just a bit expensive, nothing else.
Presumably Han Mei didn't spend her own money, and it's not certain who gave her the shopping card.
Li Ji thought hard, his eyes froze, and he became crazy for a moment.
Liao Ying looked at him looking so distracted, like Jia Baoyu who had lost his psychic jade, she shook her head helplessly and stopped talking.
The two sat in silence for a while.
Liao Ying finally sighed softly, put down the magazine, stood up, picked up the basin, and went to the sink at the head of the corridor to wash clothes.
Li Ji looked at Liao Ying's back and instinctively wanted to chase her out. But as soon as he stood up, he hesitated and sat down.
Can't say why.
At this moment, he suddenly felt so far away from Liao Ying. An indescribable feeling rippled in his chest, seeming to separate them little by little.
Li Ji couldn't sit down anymore. He stood up, picked up the handbag on the chair, walked out of the room, shouted to Liao Ying from behind, and went downstairs without looking back.
The boundless night sky, drizzle is here and there but not at all.
Looking back upstairs, Liao Ying was no longer visible. Only the faint sound of tap water flowing from the water pipe into the basin could be heard faintly.
Li Ji raised his head and stuck out his tongue.
A few big raindrops fell, a little cool and a little sweet.
All night long, Li Ji couldn't sleep, listening to the faint sound of rain.
I went to work this morning and sat in the office. My head was still groggy, my eyelids were sore, and I kept yawning.
What Han Mei said on the phone last night is still clearly in my mind.
For the first time, Han Mei apologized to Li Ji first; she admitted that she had a bad temper and was petty.
Li Ji was greatly surprised and felt vaguely flattered.
For a moment, his face felt hot again.
Li Ji secretly called his name: Li Ji, what's wrong with you? Have you become so mean?
He used to look down on men like this the most.
Just listen to Han Mei say: "Senior brother, I didn't mean to show you off, it's just that I'm really annoyed and don't know what to do?"
"What bothers you?" Li Ji was puzzled. "It's a good thing that someone introduces you to a boyfriend. You should be happy."
"What do you know?" Han Mei seemed angry, "You are just a pig, a stupid pig!"
Li Ji was speechless.
Why is he a pig?
Is there such a handsome pig?
Miss Han took the wrong medicine, or she was blind.
Han Mei was very unhappy when Li Ji didn't speak, and raised her voice: "Do you really don't understand, or are you just pretending to be confused?"
Li Ji didn't know why and was confused.
Miss Han was so confused that she really made herself confused.
When Han Mei heard that Li Ji still didn't answer, she was a little angry: "Are you a pig brain?"
Li Ji also got a little angry and couldn't help but reply: "You have the brains of a pig, tigress!"
"You, you... how dare you call me a tigress!... Wuwu..."
Han Mei felt aggrieved and seemed to be crying.
Li Ji panicked and said quickly: "I was just making a joke, do you still take it seriously?"
"I'll take it seriously, I'll take it seriously..."
"Then if you call me a stupid pig, can't I call you a tigress?"
"That's right! That's right!" Han Mei kept saying, "Just allow me to call you a pig, but you can't call me a pig! No way!"
Li Ji was convinced.
When a scholar encounters a soldier, he cannot explain why he is right. If you want to reason with a woman, it is equivalent to the Qing government negotiating with foreigners.
If Miss Han had lived in the past, she could not have become Wu Zetian, but at least she could have been the Empress Dowager Cixi.
"Why don't you speak? Are you mute?" Han Mei couldn't help but ask after hearing that Li Ji lost his voice again.
"You, what did you want me to say?" Li Ji didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Oh, you are still not convinced that you are a pig," Han Mei suddenly laughed, "I think it is an insult to the pig... hahaha..."
Li Ji wanted to laugh, but was a little angry and wanted to hang up the phone right away.
"You still don't understand?" Han Mei was discouraged, "Our work unit and some friends know that I don't have a boyfriend, but my parents know that I have a boyfriend..."
When Li Ji heard this, he felt like he had been slapped hard, and he suddenly had a headache.
Here we go again, again pretending to be a boyfriend.
The ghost lingers.
If this continues, when will it end?
He thought for a while and said bluntly: "Just tell your parents, my boyfriend is a fake, a fake..."
"You are really a pig," it was Han Mei's turn to be helpless, "What do you want me to tell them now?"
Li Ji thought to himself, how can I say it's your business? How could I know? But I can only think about these words in my mind and never dare to say them out.
"Oh, forget it," Han Mei was a little discouraged, "I found it all myself. I can't blame you. You were kind enough to help..."
"Just find a chance to tell them. It's not a big deal."
But Li Ji vaguely felt that Han Mei's tantrum was not as simple as what she said.
He didn't want to think about it anymore.
Anyway, as long as Han Mei confesses to her parents, it will be fine if she can no longer be traced about this matter.
"Otherwise, what else can we do?" Han Mei's faint sigh came from the receiver, "Let me take a look and tell them in a few days."
Li Ji remembered it again and said quickly: "Han Mei, that shirt is too expensive, I'd better give it back to you."
"Give it back to me?" Han Mei became angry again and paused, "If you don't like it, just throw it away!"
"How can I not like it," Li Ji quickly defended, "I just... I just think it's too expensive..."
"Don't worry, it's not my money you spent," Han Mei chuckled, "If you don't want it in vain, just keep it."
Han Mei's mood suddenly improved, and Li Ji felt relieved.
"You should prepare well for the exam now," Han Mei said again, "As soon as you get into the interview, I will tell my father if he can help me!"
"This this......"
Li Ji felt a little strange in his heart. After holding it in for a while, he still didn't say the words.
After all, I still have to find Han Mei’s father.
This night, Li Ji has been tormented by this problem.
Until daybreak, when he got up to go to work and sat in the office, he was still thinking about the last words Han Mei said last night.
At this moment, the sun shone lazily in the quiet room.
Li Ji walked to the window sill and looked at the clear blue sky after the rain.
The breeze blew gently, slightly moistening it, like a pair of cool little hands, gently stroking it.
There is a tall poplar tree outside the window, with its branches and leaves whirling. Wherever the wind passed, there were still water droplets accumulated from last night's rain, falling down with a "tick" sound.
Li Ji suddenly felt very sorry for Liao Ying. Although nothing else happened, subconsciously he still wanted to carry her on his back.
Wouldn't it be possible for him to have no hope if he didn't rely on Han Mei's father and leave CCB?
Li Ji turned around and paced back and forth in the office.
There are thirteen steps from the door to the window, and thirteen steps from the window to the door.
The wind is whispering.
The sunshine is very good, like the golden patch that fell on the wheat pile when I was a boy, distant and kind.
The past events are all coming to you at this moment, as if they are in front of you.
Li Ji was a little dazed and moved.
The world of mortals is disturbed, like the passage of time.
People will always grow up and enter society.
As the years go by and we grow older, we are gradually limited to a certain space and a certain position with a certain identity.
Time changes a person silently, but people cannot change time.
Could it be that the dreams that once skyrocketed and the ambitions that soared into the sky have turned into the struggle to keep the job in front of you? !
In time, there is a tug-of-war with eternity; between swings, it is fate.
The sun faded.
Li Ji's shadow is reflected on the wall, like a black and white cutout.
I do not know how long it has been.
Maybe it took a long time, maybe it was just a moment, Li Ji finally stopped
He took the phone and looked at it silently for a moment.
One number, one number after another, pressed slowly and clearly.
The call went through.
Before Han Mei could speak, Li Ji said clearly and clearly:
"Han Mei, I decided not to go to the Rural Credit Union..."
