Jiang Qihuai didn't like to talk since he was a child.
Probably due to the habit formed by his personality and living environment, he always said very little. When Grandpa Jiang took him back to kindergarten, other children in the class would form a noisy circle and point at him. Throw a rag doll and say he's dumb.
He didn't care, and he didn't want to communicate with unimportant people, anyway, as long as his grandfather was there.
Even if he doesn't say it, Grandpa Jiang will always understand him.
After meeting Tao Zhi, she always seemed to be talking between the two of them.
She seemed to always have endless things to say, and always had something new to tell him. She surrounded him like a lush little plant, always full of vigor and vitality.
So when he saw her again, when she suddenly shrank all the leaves and stopped poking out the tender buds towards him, Jiang Qihuai suddenly didn't know what to do.
For the first time, he experienced what it was like to be overwhelmed.
He didn't know where to start, and he didn't know how to speak. Before he had time to organize the words, she had already turned her head to leave.
He was so flustered that he didn't have time to think, he just instinctively grabbed the leaf she was about to pull away, but the leaf was thin and fragile, Jiang Qihuai didn't know if his impulse hurt her.
He was like a big dog circling around a rose, its tail anxiously sweeping the ground, but only got flying dust. He wanted to stretch out his paw to touch her carefully, but clumsily It will only scratch the delicate petals.
And when he uttered these words, and when tears had already slipped out of his eyes consciously when he heard these words, Tao Zhi realized that she actually still blamed him.
Even though she is well aware of the personality differences between the two people, the different ways of thinking about problems will cause them to make completely different choices when they stand at a fork in the road. Blame him.
How can you not complain, how can you not be wronged, just because you still like it, so you feel complained.
Just because there is no way to erase this person from my heart no matter what, so I still feel wronged when I see him again.
me too.
In the past thousand days and nights, I have missed you too.
Tao Zhi raised her hand and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand. She sniffed and said hoarsely, "I don't want to forgive you."
Jiang Qihuai's fingertips clasped on the table moved, and then curled up slowly. He seemed to want to touch her, but he restrained the urge.
He gave a low "hmm".
"You are not allowed to get close to me," Tao Zhi continued, "I am very shy of strangers, and I don't like unfamiliar people getting too close to me."
Jiang Qihuai withdrew his hand and replied again: "I see."
"Also, there are a lot of people chasing me now. If you want to join, you have to line up first and get a number. Don't feel unconvinced," Tao Zhi raised her head and stared at him with her mouth puckered. Flushed, she complained aggrievedly, "You were the one who didn't want me back then."
Her words were like someone holding a sharp fork, sticking it into his heart and stirring vigorously.
Jiang Qihuai looked at the corners of her red eyes, he cleared his hoarse throat, his eyes were cold but serious: "I didn't want you, no matter where you go, I will find you."
Tao Zhi's eyelashes fluttered slightly, she looked away awkwardly, and muttered unhappily: "You won't look for me, you haven't looked for me for so many years. If you come back to look for me, I will Now that you have kids, what do you do?"
Before Jiang Qihuai had time to open his mouth, Tao Zhi continued coolly: "When the time comes, I will let you be my child's godfather, and let you watch me show my love to my true son every day."
The tip of the girl's nose was still red and her voice was hoarse, but her mood was much happier than before. It was as if the dry branches, leaves and vines of a rose were being nourished and filled again, and slowly stretched out the leaves again.
Although he didn't accept him, at least he didn't run away.
Jiang Qihuai let out a breath, leaned back on the chair and looked at her, his eyelashes drooped down, covered by soft eyelashes, giving people the illusion of softness and gentleness: " So, do I have my number now?"
Tao Zhi scratched the edge of the table twice with his fingertips, and his eyes drifted back and forth twice, and saw the small coffee cup-shaped post-it notes placed by the table for customers to write comments and moods at any time.
She tore off a sheet from the top, took out the pencil in the small wooden box next to it, lowered her head and scribbled a series of numbers on the sticky note, and handed it over.
Jiang Qihuai took it over and took a look. It was a string of mobile phone numbers.
She changed to a new number.
No wonder there is no voice on WeChat or anything.
Tao Zhi withdrew his hand, put the pencil back into the wooden box, and said seriously, "Just wait for the notice."
"..."
At that moment, the girl was trying to maintain a familiar and cute expression, Jiang Qihuai couldn't hold back, slightly curled up his lips, and replied solemnly: "I understand."
Tao Zhi nodded, raised his hand and pressed the peaked cap down, then stood up with a cold face.
She stood by the table and looked down at him: "See you by fate."
Behind her, Ansesu watched the whole scene on the second floor and saw Tao Zhi was about to leave, so she trotted down and followed her out of the coffee shop.
Tao Zhi walked all the way to the street with a stern face, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. She turned her head and said nervously, "How did I behave just now? He came out suddenly, scaring me to death."
An Sesur gave her a thumbs up: "Perfect, queen, with aura."
She directly ignored the part where Tao Zhi was crying and her eyes were red. After all, some reactions were the most direct and sincere, and the person involved probably couldn't control it.
An Sesu looked at her with a smile: "But does it feel better to have a little chat with each other than to hold back?"
"That's nothing to talk about, just a few words." Tao Zhi muttered softly, she suddenly turned her head and looked at her suspiciously, "Did you bring him to this coffee shop on purpose?"
An Sesur raised her hands with an innocent face: "It's really a coincidence that he brought me here. I want to know that he will come to this coffee shop. I will definitely not let you wait for me here."
Tao Zhi reluctantly believed it: "All right."
After Jiang Qihuai sent a text message to Tao Zhi's new number and added her new WeChat, this "notification" waited until night, and none of his pursuers gave him any news.
It wasn't until the next morning that the interviewer finally accepted his friend request, and replied him with two words in a noble and glamorous way: [Name?]
Jiang Qihuai typed very cooperatively: [Jiang Qihuai.]
ten minutes later.
The interviewer said: [You are ranked No. 3821.]
I don't know why, but her number didn't use Arabic numerals, and she typed it in Chinese characters specially.
Probably to look a little more.
Jiang Qihuai put a towel on his dripping head, stepped on the floor with his bare feet, and held his mobile phone: [Your row is longer than the No. 1 Hot Pot City downstairs in my house.]
Interviewer: [?]
Interviewer: [You have been dismissed, kneel down.]
Jiang Qihuai: [?]
Jiang Qihuai paused with his fingers: [I want to see the princess sooner.]
Interviewer: [You think beautifully.]
Tao Zhi threw the mobile phone in her hand on the bed with a snap, and the small silver mobile phone sank into the soft quilt. She stared at it for a while with puffed cheeks.
I also hate her for having a long queue! !
When she was chasing him back then, she was behind him by so many points and still didn't feel disgusted!
Tao Zhi's air pressure was very low until he arrived at the studio.
It was rare for Ansesu to sit at her desk today. When she saw her come in, she waved her hand: "Here you go? I took a look at the photos I took for your ex-boyfriend before. How can you adjust the tone to be more natural?" A bit."
"No." Tao Zhi said angrily.
An Sesu turned her head and looked at Xu Suinian next to her.
Tao Zhi walked to the table and sat down, took out his phone again, and glanced at the suitor who had the note [No. 3821] on WeChat.
I didn't answer any more.
Ansesu's head suddenly came from behind: "No. 3821, what is this? Is the prison number?"
Tao Zhi was so frightened that her hands trembled and her phone almost fell to the ground. She said solemnly, "This is my suitor."
"..."
Ansesu didn't know why these former men and women liked to play with these fancy things, this may be the taste she didn't understand.
An Sesur nodded, and asked knowingly: "Are you a total of 3821 suitors, or only one suitor number 3821?"
Tao Zhi didn't want to talk to her, she put down her phone and turned to the backyard of the studio.
The studio is divided into two courtyards, the front is mainly responsible for receiving customers and doing daily work, the backyard has been converted into a small garden, and two independent small houses are built next to each other, one is a darkroom and the other is a temporary lounge.
Tao Zhi tied up his hair, looked at the time, and walked into the darkroom.
There are two rooms inside, one is a digital darkroom, and the other is film. Now most of the photos are adjusted in the digital darkroom, but Tao Zhi actually prefers the old-fashioned film.
She didn't have any other work to deal with, so she would look at all the photos she had taken recently in her spare time, find something interesting, and check to see if she could take something that satisfied her.
After staying there for a while, it was already past noon when she came out again. Tao Zhi went out of the darkroom to wash her hands, and returned to the workshop. As soon as she stepped into the door with her front foot, Ansesu and Xu Suinian turned their heads to brush together on the back foot. looking at her.
Tao Zhi was taken aback by the sight, and she didn't ask "why?" Her eyes just drifted past the sofa at the reception desk at the door, and she was dragged back by the person sitting on it.
Jiang Qihuai was sitting on the dark brown leather sofa, with his head down, playing with his mobile phone, his expression focused, and he didn't look inside.
"I'll be here before twelve o'clock. I've been waiting for you for a long time." Ansesu leaned over and whispered.
Tao Zhi: "... Then why didn't you call me?"
"Who dares to call you when you are in the darkroom? I'm afraid you will say that I disturbed your work and splashed developer on me," Ansesu said, "and I told him you were busy, but he said no need to call you, he Just wait a while."
They made very little noise inside, and there was a wooden sliding door in between, but Jiang Qihuai seemed to have heard the sound, he suddenly raised his eyes, and looked inside through the floor-to-ceiling glass partition in the room.
Tao Zhi met his eyes, shut up quickly, wrinkled her nose, and walked over: "Why are you here?"
Jiang Qihuai glanced at his watch: "Come to see you for a meal."
"You have to call yourself No. 3821," Tao Zhi interrupted him, she frowned, and said not particularly satisfied, "tell me who you are, and you have to invite me kindly, a little self-conscious as a suitor."
"..."
Jiang Qihuai lowered his eyes, there seemed to be such imperceptible cracks on his calm and indifferent face: "... Zhizhi."
Tao Zhi looked at him with blinking eyes, without speaking, her dark eyes were bright, as if she was expecting something.
According to Tao Zhi's understanding of him, under normal circumstances, if she deliberately finds fault, Jiang Qihuai should start to be mean to her immediately.
But he didn't.
Jiang Qihuai just sighed.
half an hour.
"Myself, No. 3821," Tao Zhi heard him say with a blank face, "I kindly invite the princess to have a meal."
"..."
Tao Zhi tried his best to suppress a smile, put his hands together, and closed his eyes with a full face.