It's not that Jiang Ningyu couldn't feel Burton's affection for her. It's just that she usually didn't look up when she looked down. She didn't express it, and she couldn't just reject him thousands of miles away.
But now that he said it, she declined politely, "Sorry, I have someone I like."
Burton was handsome and handsome, but Jiang Ningyu had no feeling of being moved by him.
As the saying goes, a person may not know what he likes, but he must know what he doesn't like.
Her rejection seemed to be expected by Burton. He looked slightly disappointed, but he still said in a gentlemanly manner, "That's really a pity."
Jiang Ningyu didn't take this matter to heart. After getting into the taxi, she sent a message to Lin Xuyue: [I've got a taxi. It will take half an hour to get back. It's snowing outside. Can you find a place to hide first?]
Unexpectedly, he called me with a voice message.
He didn't ask why she came back, he only asked, "What's the license plate number?"
Jiang Ningyu laughed, "It seems like 39 or something. Did you see the news forwarded in the circle of friends?"
In the past two days, a shocking news has been circulating in the study abroad circles. A female international student was killed while taking a taxi at night. Her body was cut into pieces and dumped in a trash can in an alley in Flushing.
Although the nights in the United States are not peaceful, Jiang Ningyu always feels that those things are far away from her.
"Don't hang up the voicemail if you haven't remembered. Leave it on." The other person reminded me, the voice was clear and pleasant, and I could hear that I was in a good mood.
Jiang Ningyu said deliberately, "But I'm almost out of traffic."
He took the initiative and said, "Shall I recharge it for you?"
"Haha, don't. I'm just kidding, the data flow is there, but the battery is running out."
"Hold on, I'm bringing a power bank."
"You have to say this to my mobile phone."
"That's what I'm saying to it."
They chatted without a word, and time passed in a blink of an eye. Jiang Ningyu got off the car on the side of the road and immediately saw the boy sitting on the bench next to the fountain.
In the lively and laughing crowd, he was sitting low-key with an umbrella. He was wearing a handsome black coat and holding a mobile phone in one hand, but he could be caught at a glance. Suddenly, as if he had a premonition, he raised his head and looked a little casual.
His eyes passed through the crowd and found her among the fiery trees and silver flowers.
Jiang Ningyu immediately covered her hair with her hands and ran over with a smile, "Happy Christmas Eve, Lin Xuyue."
"Merry Christmas Eve."
The boy nodded and held the umbrella above her head, "Want to eat?"
"Okay." Jiang Ningyu saw that he had tilted the umbrella over her head, so she got closer to him, stretched out her hand to push the umbrella over, "You are more delicate, protect yourself first."
Lin Xuyue smiled helplessly, took out the power bank from her pocket and gave it to her.
"You are so thoughtful." She took it and made a touched expression, "I must be very happy to be your girlfriend."
Caught off guard and teased again, he chuckled, "Not necessarily. I am an independent person. Maybe I become a different kind of person when I fall in love."
Jiang Ningyu really thought about it, "Will it?"
"Yes." He had a soft expression on his face, but deliberately said in a threatening tone, "Getting along before falling in love can best show the noble qualities of a person's nature, but everyone has despicable parts, and then their dreams will be shattered.
, so before you want to fall in love, you must have less fantasy and more observation."
She immediately pouted, "Who are you implying?"
He turned his head, with a smile still on his lips.
Times Square was crowded with people, and the huge super billboard lit up the bustling night scene. The fluttering snowflakes could not dampen people's enthusiasm. Many people gathered around to dance and dance. Naughty children were playing in the snow on the roadside, and sweet couples were holding hands.
After coming out of the restaurant, Santa Claus gave Jiang Ningyu a red balloon.
"Why are you unhappy?" Lin Xuyue asked involuntarily when she noticed that her face was looking up at the balloon, but her face was no longer relaxed and joyful.
"I don't like balloons. It's very pitiful. It can only follow me to where I want to go." Jiang Ningyu said, handing the balloon rope to him, "For you?"
Lin Xuyue subconsciously reached out to pick it up.
But Jiang Ningyu let go of her hand and let the balloon slowly rise into the sky amid the flying snowflakes. In his surprised eyes, she flipped her hair and smiled naughtily, "Forget it, let it go free."
At that moment, she had a sad and faint smile on her lips, and there seemed to be a fleeting flow of time behind her, like the last decision before the end of winter, and she went upstream without hesitation.
During the next vacation, Jiang Ningyu went to Orlando. Lin Xuyue also went.
She didn't know it at first, because when she told him on a whim that night that she decided to travel to Disneyland, he didn't respond and didn't seem interested.
But the next day, she met him at the airport security checkpoint.
Jiang Ningyu was very surprised, "You also fly?" Then she frowned dissatisfied and asked, "You haven't even talked to me about this!"
She was aggrieved and her tone was a little sad.
As a result, Lin Xuyue flashed her boarding pass and said, "I'm going to Orlando too."
She was confused again, "When was this decided?"
"I had a dream last night. In the dream, I went to see the Magic team play. When I woke up, I decided to learn from you and set out immediately." Lin Xuyue replied matter-of-factly.
Since it was an impromptu decision, Jiang Ningyu didn't ask any more questions. Anyway, they met and left together.
The ticket seats were far away, and next to Lin Xuyue was a white uncle. Jiang Ningyu went over, touched her belly, and asked him with a sad look, "Sorry, can I switch seats with you? I'm pregnant.
I need my husband to take care of me."
Maybe she knew something about her face, but Lin Xuyue didn't show any surprise. Instead, she hugged her shoulders very cooperatively.
The uncle looked tough, but he was a very kind person. When he heard this, he immediately got up and gave up his seat. He smiled and said a few words of congratulations before going to Jiang Ningyu's place.
Lin Xuyue let go of her, her expression half-smiling but not smiling, "Who are you walking with so aggressively?"
"How come? I'm only doing this to you." Jiang Ningyu smiled sweetly at him.
What she told was the truth, but Lin Xuyue didn't know whether to believe it or not. Anyway, she didn't answer the question and asked something else, "Which hotel did you book?"
Jiang Ningyu reported a hotel name.
But he said, "Didn't this hotel have a suicide case half a month ago? Are you not afraid?"
She was shocked, "Suicide? Not a five-star hotel?" Jiang Ningyu would never treat herself badly when she was away from home. Especially staying in a hotel was something a girl couldn't save.
"A person's happiness has nothing to do with whether he has money or not. Otherwise, if you think about it again, you would be so timid about playing in a haunted house."
Listening to Lin Xuyue's teasing, Jiang Ningyu suddenly had an idea, "Which hotel are you staying in?"