It was nearly 6:40 when I left Yahan Villa. The rain gradually stopped. The sky became brighter at dusk. There was a reddish glow from the setting sun on the western sky. The street lights were on. The surrounding roads and lawns were full of raindrops.
Traces of standing water.
"Should we still live in the small building before?" Yahan asked softly as he sent Jiaming out. Jiaming nodded.
"In a few days... I'll go see Lingjing and Shasha again. I really don't know what to do about this matter." Yahan thought and shook her head.
"My fault." Jiaming said.
"Have you ever thought about how to solve it?"
Jiaming laughed: "We all live together?"
"It's too difficult..." Yahan held his hand and laughed. "If you were a billionaire, I wouldn't have to think about other things. I would be willing to be raised by you. But now..." She bowed
He was silent for a moment: "I just want you to know. I really don't want to embarrass you. At least now... I know that you are still alive and have Taotao. I am already very satisfied. I have no regrets about being with you. But
From the beginning, I was sorry for Lingjing and Shasha. At that time, if I hadn’t insisted, you wouldn’t have slept with me..."
When she said this, she looked at Jiaming with tears in her eyes: "You shouldn't say such things. But... I know these things are the most troublesome. The rest will make you upset. But you are a man.
Be more patient..."
Jiaming nodded. She let go of Jiaming's hand: "I can't send you off anymore. Taotao is still sleeping. People will be scared when they wake up and can't see me... Goodbye..."
"Goodbye." Standing under the street light, Jia Ming waved and watched her go back. He waited until she walked into the villa door and then turned around and left.
Go down the road and arrive at the square in front of Sacred Heart College. Then walk to another road. After the heavy rain, the street lights are clear and clear. When you turn the corner of the road on the other side, every house has its lights on.
There were only a few pedestrians on the road. A few men and women were sitting and chatting at the entrance of a canteen in the distance. When Jia Ming approached, one of the girls stood up and waved. It was Lingjing.
"I met Aunt Chen when I came back. Do you still remember?"
"Jia Ming is back too?"
"Hello Aunt Chen. Uncle Zhang. Long time no see."
It was seven years ago when Jiaming, Lingjing, and Shasha first came to live here. During the three years of high school, the surrounding neighbors were more or less familiar. Aunt Chen, who opened the canteen, naturally
I still remember them. Jia Ming has a photographic memory. At this time, he greeted the people next to him one by one. After making nonsense about the past four years, he asked Lingjing: "Where is Shasha?"
"I'm not back yet. I came down to buy some things and chat with aunt and the others." Lingjing finished with a smile and turned to the other people. "Then let's go back first. We haven't eaten yet. Aunt Chen. Let's talk some other time. Zhang
Goodbye, uncle." He held hands and left naturally. He vaguely heard a few people behind him say: "The relationship is still as good as before." Lingjing couldn't help but smile. She whispered: "Shasha came back at noon. Later.
She called me and went out again. She said she was sorting out some things that Uncle Liu had left behind. She would be back later today." Her tone was calm and indifferent. When she said this, an imperceptible blush flashed across her face.
"Go back to see Father Ye and Mother Ye today, right?"
"Yes." Lingjing nodded. "Seeing my appearance, I heard that I am coming to live here. It's very strange. I guess you won't be able to hide the matter for a few days. What will you do then?"
The two of them went home all the way. Lingjing had cooked the food before going down to wait for him. At this time, it could be served after it was warmed up. There were not many things. Mapo tofu, fried pork with chili, and seaweed and egg drop soup. It had been a long time coming.
Home-cooked side dishes: "I haven't made them for a long time. I don't know if they taste good. Don't laugh at me."
"In Vienna..." Jia Ming hesitated. "Didn't you fire?"
"I live alone. It's too troublesome to cook by myself. I always go to the canteen or order takeout." Lingjing thought for a moment. "Except for yesterday, I haven't touched a spatula in four years."
"How is Vienna?"
Sitting at the table and starting to eat. The two of them were also chatting about what happened in the past four years. Lingjing used a spoon to put the seaweed soup into a bowl: "The music atmosphere is very good. The environment is good. But... the family is very friendly. I have never been able to adapt to it.
It's too cold in the winter over there, but I managed to survive it anyway..." She smiled. "I've been thinking about coming back to scold you."
"Do you still think about it now?" Jia Ming pursed his lips. "Look at how pitiful I am. Stop scolding me."
"Yeah. No more scolding." Lingjing looked at him with a smile in her eyes. "Are you really selling roasted chestnuts with sugar this year?"
"how?"
"I was wondering if your fried rice tastes good."
"It should be... not bad. Business has been good."
"Then we will open a shop selling sugar-roasted chestnuts in the future?" Lingjing said with a smile.
Jiaming nodded: "That's fine."
"It's better not to give it up...don't let me say that, you just decide. Just choose what you like." Lingjing thought about it. Then she blushed and shrugged. "I'm not just a sugar-roasted chestnut shop.
The boss lady."
People whose age and mentality are getting older will put their happiness on the memories of the past. Teenagers who pursue excitement will put their happiness on the enjoyment of the present. People who like to be down-to-earth will put their happiness on the depiction of the future.
Lingjing undoubtedly belongs to the latter. After entering high school, she fantasized about the future life of the three of them and spared no effort to build everything she imagined. At this time, she also began to habitually imagine the future of the three of them. Although she was still uneasy, and because of the past
There is a greater fear of separation, but there is no doubt that the real future starts from here.
They had dinner and put away the dishes. While Jiaming was washing the dishes, Lingjing went to take a bath. Then Jiaming came out. When Jiaming came out of the bathroom, it was only after eight o'clock. There was something on the TV that they had never seen before.
I watched a soap opera. Lingjing, who was wearing a long white shirt, got down from the sofa and walked up to him quietly. Her slender legs naked in the air were as white as ivory. She pressed her hand on Jiaming's chest and body.
He felt hot and trembling slightly. Then he raised his head and looked at him with a more beautiful and pure face than four years ago.
Time is like a knife. In four years, the misunderstandings and heartaches have made them miss them more. But after the initial excitement, time still quietly cut gaps around them. These gaps are invisible.
They can't touch it, but it inevitably makes them feel trembling. To overcome these emotions, some things are undoubtedly the best way.
She looked at him and said softly: "I want to go to bed."
"Me too……"
He picked her up and walked to the bedroom. The TV was turned off and the lights were extinguished. There were faint sounds of people and cars on the road outside. In the night sky after the rain, the stars shed a clearer silver glow.
Jiaming unbuttoned her shirt, took off her white underwear, and kissed her lips gently. Then, there was a somewhat jerky reaction.
Under the starlight, they gradually, gradually, fit together...
At the same time, it is still daytime in Europe.
The sky is clear and cloudless in Rome, the capital of Italy. This is the most suitable weather for tourists. Tourists from all over the world can be seen everywhere on the streets of the city. On the road outside a restaurant, a couple or
Oriental men and women dressed as newlyweds are eating lunch at a table facing the street. The woman has a travel picture in her hand. She is eating the pizza in her hand while researching her afternoon schedule. The man doesn't care about this and is taking a chance.
I looked at the pedestrians walking by the road and the surrounding buildings with interest. While dealing with the food in my hand, I felt something after a while. I took out a laptop from the travel bag beside me and opened it on the table. I browsed.
He looked at the email he had found. His expression changed slightly.
"What's wrong? Is something wrong?" She was keenly aware of the change in the expression of her boyfriend across from her. The woman asked, speaking in Japanese.
"Well. Big thing."
"So, our trip might have been ruined?" The woman's expression turned somewhat resentful.
"That's not possible." The man paused and read the message again. "News from China. Several undead people hit a wall after making a mess in Jianghai. A very powerful person appeared. Although the Yanhuang Awakening party
The news has been temporarily blocked. However, according to the intelligence personnel we arranged in Jianghai, it is very likely that... Gu Jiaming, the classmate you have always admired, is back."
"Uh... how is that possible?" The woman named Wei was stunned. "Didn't you say he was dead?"
"The news said that a few years ago, but his body was not found. Who knows." The man closed the computer with a casual smile. "He is a man who can create miracles. If he really comes back.
I’m not surprised either.”
The woman thought for a while and then said after a long time: "If it is true, the happiest person should be Xun. In that case, she should be able to get out of this state... To be honest, it has always been
.Really worried about the child’s condition..."
"It's not a child anymore... Although when I went to see her this year, she still hasn't changed much. It's just getting clearer and clearer..." The man recalled, chewing the food in his mouth, and shook his head. "I'm very worried.
It is becoming more and more obvious that she is rejecting the world. This state has been seen in several friends before. In the end, they all committed suicide without exception... If the news is true, it should be helpful to her..."
"Call back?"
"It's not confirmed yet. What should I say? In a few days. I hope it's good news. Then I'll tell her in person..." The man smiled. Then he frowned. "Right now, we should resolve our own matters first.
The most important thing..."
"What?"
"A few people... are targeting us..." He stood up, took out the money and put it on the table. Then he showed a warm smile. "Get ready to leave. See who they are... I'm sorry. I owe you
A perfect trip." "Just remember it." The woman laughed. She took her boyfriend's arm magnanimously. The other hand swinging the beautiful little bag freely. After a while, the two of them were like every couple.
Just like a normal couple, they disappeared into the bustling crowd on the streets of Rome...