When the two of them drove to the door of their home, they saw a figure standing at the door. Jiang Nian rubbed his eyes and took a closer look and found that it was Li Shangyu.
He was wearing only a gray sweatshirt. It was freezing in the late autumn night, so he couldn't find a place to stand. He stood naked at the door of Jiang Nian's house, still blown by the wind.
"Why are you here? Isn't it cold?" Jiang Nian hurriedly got out of the car and walked to Li Shangyu, whose nose was red from the cold. Li Shangyu's eyes flickered, feeling a little embarrassed towards Jiang Nian.
"Brother Lu asked me to bring the car. I see you haven't come back yet, so I'll wait for you at the door." Li Shangyu explained with a sniff, and took out the car key from his pocket.
"Hey, you're serious. It's okay if you don't leave the keys in the security room when the car arrives. Why wait here by yourself!" Jiang Nian complained a little, pulling Li Shangyu towards the house, "Go in and sit down, drink A cup of ginger tea.”
Li Shangyu's eyes sparkled, and he was about to nod when he saw Lu Yiling coming over, hurriedly waving his hands and saying: "There is a crew who is going to audition tomorrow, I'll leave first!"
"Hey!" Jiang Nian saw Li Shangyu walking in such a hurry that he couldn't stop shouting. He didn't stop until he passed by Lu Yiling, respectfully called Brother Lu and left.
Lu Yuling stepped forward, put his arms around Jiang Nian's waist, lowered his eyes and said, "I want to drink ginger tea too!"
"Tea!" Jiang Nian reached into Lu Yiling's coat and twisted his waist. The pain made him frown, but he hugged him tighter.
"Are you feeling distressed? I didn't ask him to wait!" Lu Yuling stepped forward to open the door, still talking.
Jiang Nian glanced at him and was too lazy to talk nonsense to him.
Jiang Nian was cautious recently and took her cell phone to the shower. She didn't have time to buy a case for her cell phone. She went in to put some clothes on and then came out, only to see an identical cell phone next to her cell phone.
"What are you doing!" Jiang Nian had seen it before. She had not accepted the mobile phone Lu Yiling gave her before. She bought one with her own money. She went into the store to pick and choose, and finally bought the same model that Lu Yiling gave her, even the color. Exactly the same.
I have to say that Lu Yiling knew her very well. Lu Yiling couldn't give away his cell phone, so he used it himself. The cell phone inside was probably his.
Jiang Nian grabbed the one outside and entered the bathroom.
She brushed her teeth and turned on her phone. She looked at the interface of the two of them watching a movie for the first time and realized that she had taken the wrong one.
"You did it on purpose!" She was about to open the door and put it back when a pop-up window popped up.
"Bai Momo." She muttered the note name in a low voice, and her heart suddenly tightened. After a complicated ideological struggle, she clicked on the chat interface between the two of them.
[Yuling, I’m coming to Zhejiang City. Do you have time to meet? 】
13:49.
[Sorry, I know you are still angry that I followed Qin Li back then, but I really regret it. I came to this show all for you. In fact, I have divorced Qin Li. Can we go back to the past? 】
14:45.
[If you are willing, I will wait for you at the Sunny Sky Cafe tomorrow. 】
14:56.
Jiang Nian exited the chat interface between the two of them and entered the address book to look at the new friends column. He found that it was three days ago that Lu Yiling agreed to add Bai Mo. The specific date was not displayed on WeChat.
Apparently some of the WeChat messages have been deleted, including a few bare sentences posted today, and Jiang Nian does not have this wx account.
Jiang Nian stared at herself in the mirror in front of her, as if she was a little unfamiliar. Her hands and feet were cold, and the throbbing in her heart was like a pool of dead ashes.
Ji Yue's arrogant and sarcastic words were swirling in her mind, as well as the scene where she asked Lu Yiling if Bai Momo would be with Bai Momo if she came to wait for him that day.
The throbbing of youth was the hardest to forget. This was true for her, and so was Lu Yiling.
You shouldn't be so selfish, Jiang Nian.
She comforted herself.
But her movement to open the door and return the phone was slow and stiff. She put down the phone, picked up her phone, and re-entered the bathroom.
This bath took a long time, so long that Lu Yiling even knocked on the door to urge her.
She opened the door and went out. Lu Yiling felt that she looked miserable, so he followed her and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Jiang Nian shook his head, "Auntie is here."
"Tsk, does your stomach hurt? Do you want me to make you a cup of brown sugar ginger water?" Lu Yiling asked thoughtfully, reaching out to hug her, but Jiang Nian dodged her, and he frowned in confusion.
"My aunt won't have a stomachache when I come here." Jiang Nian said and went to bed to get ready for sleep.
Lu Yiling glanced at her, turned around and went out. After a while, he came in with a cup of ginger brown sugar water and a hot water bottle in his left hand. He walked to Jiang Nian's bedside, put the sugar water down, lifted up a corner of the quilt, and put the hot water bottle on to her lower abdomen.
"Are you feeling better?" Lu Yiling's hand was big enough to cover most of her belly.
Jiang Nian nodded noncommittally and leaned back involuntarily. She didn't have an aunt, but she just didn't want to have close contact with Lu Yiling.
Even if she tried to comfort herself, she still felt uncomfortable in her heart.
But she couldn't ask, couldn't ask if Lu Yiling was really going, couldn't ask when he added Bai Momo, couldn't ask why he still had a trumpet.
"Drink some sugar water?" Lu Yuling took out his hand. They said that women would be a little depressed during their menstrual period. Jiang Nian was like this before. He could understand and didn't care about her sudden indifference.
Jiang Nian shook his head, turned around, and looked at his phone with his back to Lu Yuling.
Lu Yiling pursed her lips, feeling a little displeased, but did not dare to show it. He simply washed up, got into bed, and looked face to face with the expressionless Jiang Nian.
"What's wrong? Do you really feel uncomfortable?" Lu Yiling softened his voice, moved over, put his hands on her lower abdomen, and rubbed it carefully.
Jiang Nian was ticklish, so he put down his phone and shrank back. He almost fell off the bed without paying attention. Fortunately, Lu Yiling put out his arms and hugged him. He pushed her upstairs and held her up like a child. He held her in his arms and kissed the corners of her eyes without allowing her to refuse.
"Nian Nian, do you know that we met for the first time seven years ago today." Lu Yiling seemed to be remembering something very far away, and even his voice had a vague feeling, which made Jiang Nian feel a little sleepy.
Her head was buried in his strong chest, and the scent of cedar lingered on the tip of her nose. She put her hands on his shoulders, hugging him weakly, but her heart was wrinkled.
She closed her eyes and didn't think about those bad things.
In the darkness of my mind, dots of first snow began to fall, mixed with the wet and cold autumn rain, like dots of white light, opening up deep memories.
It rarely snows in Sioux City, but it snowed very early that year, but it turned into a puddle of water before it even fell to the ground.
In high school, Jiang Nian held up a new green long-handled umbrella and carefully walked down the slippery steps. A red scarf wrapped half of his face tightly, which was conspicuous in the dark campus.
When she walked to the Zouma Tower, she saw a dark figure standing in front of the corridor, with his pockets in his pocket, looking at the sky shining with white light, wanting to leave.
Jiang Nian walked straight past, but was stopped by a cold male voice, "Classmate!"
Jiang Nian was stunned and turned around. She saw a very tall boy rushing into the rain and snow, and bumped into her umbrella a little arrogantly. She staggered in fright and almost fell into a puddle nearby. The young man had quick eyesight and quick hands. He stretched out his arm and pulled him.
As he relaxed, the subtle smell of cedar leaked out, making Jiang Nian sober up.
"Hold an umbrella!" The young man reached out to grab the umbrella and raised it higher. The wide umbrella eaves firmly covered the two of them. The dim street lights stretched the two of them very long, and their shadows intertwined from deep to shallow.
Jiang Nian raised his head and could only see the tall nose bridge and smooth jawline. When he tilted his head slightly, the mole in his nose was looming.
"What's your name? Which class are you in?" The two were walking side by side, and the boy's voice broke the silence in Chuxue.
"Jiang Nian, Class 2 (3)." Jiang Nian answered one by one, thinking about which class he was in.
"Oh, that's really fate."
The young man smiled and fell into the rain and snow, turning into a sip of water and moistening it into the soil.
