Jun Changqian drove the car steadily, looking directly at the preface, his thin lips slightly parted, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he hesitated and changed it to "Are you full?"
I nodded and asked him if he had eaten?
He shook his head and said, "I just finished reading the documents in the car."
Did he want to ruin his stomach by not eating even after it was so late? I passed by a porridge shop and I asked him to stop the car. I got out of the car first and walked inside.
It was close to nine o'clock, after dinner time, and before midnight snack time. The store was very deserted. I found a quiet place and asked the waiter for a bowl of cod porridge.
Jun Changqian stopped the car and walked towards me with his lips curled up: "Aren't you full yet?"
"It's not me, it's you." I took the phone and lowered my head slightly, ignoring it.
Jun Changqian chuckled and complained slightly: "I don't like cod..."
"I know! But that one is nutritious!" I responded immediately without raising my head, with a slightly harsh tone.
Cen Ye Tong said that he had been back for a year. I still remember that time in the cinema. Jun Changqian asked me, if Cen Ye Tong was still alive, he must have known the fact that Cen Ye Tong was not dead, right? But
Why never told me? Does he have no confidence in me or himself?
Jun Changqian chuckled again, and instead of sitting across from me, he sat down next to me, stretched out his long arm, and took away my phone.
"Don't you have something to ask?" He looked at me with a smile in his eyes. The man who was so cautious just now was smiling now.
I wanted to get my phone, but I leaned on top of him, but I still couldn't reach it. Just being so close made my heartbeat suddenly speed up.
He put his phone on the table and said, "Ask."
I didn't make any fuss with him, I straightened my posture and said, "You knew that Sumino Hitomi was still alive a year ago?"
Jun Changqian nodded.
I was inexplicably angry: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?" I had been in such pain, because of Notomi's "death", I could never feel at ease.
Jun Changqian looked at my anger, his eyes darkened slightly.
When the waiter brought the porridge, he didn't say a word. He just lowered his head and drank the porridge gracefully.
It was quiet during the dinner, and just then I received a call from Le Siyuan, saying that he would come to Q City tomorrow and asked me if I could spare the time. He said that he had not answered my question last time.
I agreed, put away my phone, and saw Jun Changqian looking up at me, with a small bowl of porridge next to him and saying, "I guess I didn't eat much just now. I'll have some more to warm my stomach."
Regarding my previous question, he would not answer it.
He was right. I just had dinner with Ye Tong. I thought too much that I ate too little. Coupled with the effect of red wine, my stomach was already a little uncomfortable at the moment. I remembered the question I asked Le Siyuan before, and then read
The slightly dimmed eyes of the man in front of him made him feel sad for the question he just asked.
I moved the bowl over, and while I was answering the phone, he had already cooled the porridge. At this time, the temperature was just right.
Jun Changqian has always been such a delicate and considerate person. I still remember the first time I went on a spring outing with him. I wanted to drink water. He poured boiled water and blew it to cool down before handing it to me. From the age of fourteen to twenty, I really
I don't live that long with him, but his thoughtfulness and gentleness are what I have always longed for.
The dinner was quiet again, and we drank porridge in silence. Perhaps seeing that I ate quickly, I ordered another bowl.
By the time we came out after eating, it was already after half past ten. Jun Changqian said: "I haven't had a chance to see the night view of City Q yet. You've been staying here for a long time, so why not be my guide."
Having said that, he also knew that when I was in college, I rarely went out at night, so he found the right direction and drove forward before I could say anything.
The car drove straight to the top of Lingyan Mountain.
He got out of the car and stood next to the car, overlooking Q City at the bottom of the mountain. His eyes were deep and he didn't know what he was thinking. The night wind was strong, and it blew up the hem of his suit with only one button in the middle. This accident
, he has lost a lot of weight, and although he is still tall and tall, he looks a bit haggard.
He must be having a hard time worrying about the company and me at the same time, right? In fact, he had tried to tell me the question just now. I still remember that day in the cinema, he asked me if I was thinking about Sumino Hitomi.
.
He held me in his arms and asked without confidence: "If he is still alive..."
I was surprised at that time, raised my head and looked at him in disbelief.
"I'm just saying that if, you..." He was slightly nervous, but the usually confident man had such uncertainty in his eyes.
At that time, I didn’t believe that Sum Ye Hitomi was still alive. How could he still be alive? The photos were already beaten like that. Lu Zi even said that their family had moved abroad. If it weren’t for No Hitomi’s absence, his father
Why would mom bother to move abroad?
At that time, I also thought about what would happen to me if that thin man was still there, if he was still standing in front of me with his hands in his pockets with a cold face.
At that time, Jun Changqian was waiting for my answer. I knew that was impossible, so I shook my head and said, "He is gone, he is gone."
Because I didn't give him an answer that time, he was cautious and didn't dare to mention it to me again. Even I didn't think about what I would do if Hitomi Sumino appeared in front of me so unexpectedly, but fortunately
, he lost his memory and no longer remembered me. Although he felt guilty, it saved me a lot of struggle and choice.
I don't know how long it took before he slowly turned around, took off his suit, put it on me and said, "It's windy, get in the car."
He also got into the car, but did not start the car. He only whispered: "Watch the sunrise with me."
Jun Changqian looked very heavy today. He adjusted the back of his chair to a comfortable angle, leaned back on it, and closed his eyes.
I looked at his side face, and a deep pain emerged in my heart. Did my words hurt him?
But how should I apologize? It was quiet in the car, and I turned on the radio, which showed a city emotional column. The magnetic male voice in it was answering the listener's phone calls. It seemed that in this city, there were not a few people who encountered relationship problems.
"Hello, my friend." The host's voice was friendly, another caller calling to express feelings. I was about to change the channel when I heard a familiar voice say: "Hello."
My hand stopped, and I moved my eyes to look at Jun Changqian. He still maintained the same posture as before, motionless. I took my hand back, leaned back on the chair, and listened to the male voice on the radio talking about his emotional confusion.
"What should I call you?" The host tried to interact with him, but was rejected by him coldly: "Whatever, I called, I just wanted to tell my story with her."
The host stopped talking and listened quietly. The cool voice continued: "The first time I saw her was on the boat on the W River. A friend made an impromptu idea and invited a few friends to go swimming together.
W River, this boat was chartered by us. We visited W River during the day and anchored here at night.
It was a cold night, I was playing the flute on the deck, and she was responding softly. The tune I played was not a famous song, but just one that my mother often sang a long time ago. She actually used a song lyric, which fit perfectly."
I listened in surprise, and a strange emotion arose in my heart. Didn't he have amnesia? He still remembered it so clearly, why did he pretend not to know me? Was it because he loved me that he was hurt?
I laugh at my own selfishness. He even sacrificed his whole life to love me. Not only can I not reciprocate, but I still want to ask him to treat me as well as before when we meet again.
"When we sang together and looked at each other, I was lost in her cold, pure and familiar eyes. At the age of seventeen or eighteen, the feeling of emotion is so beautiful." His sigh came from the radio, and I frowned slightly.
Eyebrow, such a tone is more like an old man who has gone through many vicissitudes of life.
The host seemed to be attracted by his feelings: "So what happens next?"
Sumino Hitomi chuckled and said: "Then... I found out the school she attended and went there. I always paid attention to her. However, she never paid attention to the movements of the outside world and was often immersed in her own thoughts. I
I have almost no interaction with her."
The host said: "I can understand the pride of a 17 or 18-year-old boy."
"Yes, maybe this kind of pride has contributed to the situation. I have always disliked studying, so I always came first in the exam just to attract her attention. I didn't learn Taekwondo well, but because she was studying
Taekwondo, and was recruited to be a coach.”
The host was immersed in his story and asked: "What happened next?"
Sum Yetong said: "Later, she looked at me. We stole food from the villa of a wealthy family..."
He was silent for a moment, as if he was reminiscing. And as he spoke, I also fell into memories. At that time, he was standing under the cherry blossom tree, reached out and picked up the falling petals from my hair, and pulled me in the king's house.
Looking for something to eat, various buffets, and they told me I was thin and should eat more.
"It would be great if I was the first person she cared about." The voice on the radio sounded a little different from reality and seemed unreal, and this sentence made me feel even more unreal.
The host asked: "Are you not her first love?"
Sum Yetong said: "Yes, or not. She has a crush on someone else, but to go to that person, she has to put in many times the energy and endure many times the pain than others. I don't want to, so I am despicable. I coerced and lured her and
I'm dating, even if it's fake."
I think of the kiss he gave me in the woods, and his sudden change of attitude. It's all because of meeting Jun Changqian at Jun's house that day, right? Why could he see my thoughts at a glance? But Jun Changqian back then
Qian, but can't see anything.
I turned to look at Jun Changqian who was leaning next to me. He still had his eyes closed and his expression was calm, as if he had really fallen asleep.
"Later..." Sen Yetong's voice came from inside again, but I leaned forward slightly and reached out to press the broadcast. Later, I knew that he lost a leg in order to find the hairpin for me. In order to save me
, was seriously injured. In order to make me feel at ease and not disturb my life, I pretended to have amnesia, knowing that I don’t have the habit of listening to the radio, so I found a way to talk. Sumino Hitomi, how should I repay your deep love in this life?
