Zheng Siqi hung up the phone quickly and neatly, before Qiao Fengtian said "Farewell". Thinking that the other party is driving, and dare not call back to be distracted.
Qiao Fengtian lowered his head and splashed cold water on his face repeatedly in the sink, looking up at the hazy rusted mirror with a water-stained face. Inside, the corners of his eyes and his nose were still slightly red, and the tip of his nose was slightly shining. I haven't cried for a long time, and it means that I will meet by chance over the years after the goodbye, and my emotions are suddenly released so much that I choked and choked.
In fact, it also means crying for crying, because after calming down and thinking about it, these things that are not clear are really nothing to be too heartbroken. Crying can naturally be an attitude, but it is by no means a solution. It is best to look at it like the ebb and flow, and it is the most stupid to treat it as a redemption. You can always tell yourself a lot of these things.
Qiao Fengtian stretched out his hand to wipe away a haze, and half of his face with eyebrows was clearly shown in the mirror. She put on her wet eyelashes, brushed the bangs on her brows, and smiled a little as if she was practicing expression management, trying her best to be sincere and not fake.
Zheng Siqi did not go to the inpatient department to find him, but sent a text message to Qiao Fengtian.
"Can you go away?"
Qiao Fengtian lowered his head and replied, "Well, grandma and the fifth son are here."
"Then come down, there is a French plane tree at the gate of the inpatient department, I will wait for you."
Qiao Fengtian read "I'm waiting for you" over and over again and again, and almost saw the mark. When I went downstairs, my mind was inexplicably erratic, and it seemed that there was a beginning and an end, and I wanted to run in the given direction. The sunset has not disappeared, and it has become a richer and brighter color, which is deposited in the blurred skyline, like dried red paint that has not smeared in the corner of the canvas, and it is a gorgeous flowing cloud when you touch it with your fingers.
Across a narrow road, Qiao Fengtian watched the crimson red in the evening being blown by the wind, and aimlessly decorated the car's taillights, the fresh broad leaves of the Chinese parasol, Zheng Siqi's neckline, and his clear glasses.
Zheng Siqi was standing beside the car, and before Qiao Fengtian could shout, he turned his head back as if he had sensed it.
With a whistle, Qiao Fengtian stopped at Luya's side, letting the green taxi in front of him drive away quickly. He prepared a sentence of "Zheng Siqi" that raised the decibel level and choked in his mouth, and only spit out the word "Zheng" with a raised ending. Zheng Siqi smiled at him across a gap of more than ten meters, raised his hand and beckoned. City voice crowd, sunset sycamore. In life, all kinds of factors meet and mix together, often giving people more romantic and soft reverie than the so-called art.
"Look up." Zheng Siqi brushed his forehead hair and looked down at the other person's face, "Are you really crying? Your eyes are all red."
Qiao Fengtian tilted his face in embarrassment and touched the tip of his nose, "...I'm just on a whim, nothing else."
Zheng Siqi raised his hand and touched him, "Isn't it being scolded and bullied?"
"This is really-no." Qiao Fengtian closed his eyes and said with joy, the silkworm at the moment bulged out full, "I am..."
The reason for crying is too emotional to give a proper explanation for a while.
"If you don't want to say it, don't say it."
Zheng Siqi moved his hand away, his fingertips stuck to the eyelashes that Qiao Fengtian had accidentally cried out, and one of the curved black lashes.
"Let's go, I'll take you to the nearby evening market." He raised his hand and knocked on the window, "If you're in a bad mood, you should go chat and go shopping, right?"
Zheng Yu rolled the window from the car, revealing half of his body clinging to the door, and cheered Qiao Fengtian with joy.
One stop to the south of Linan Municipal Party Committee Hospital is the Danxia Pedestrian Street, which has recently become famous in Linan. It used to be the back street of the former residence of Li Mingchen in the late Qing Dynasty, with black tiles and white walls. A few years ago, the municipal government re-planned the road trend and the layout of the pavement in the alley, widened the horizontal distance, and the appearance of the commercial street has begun to take shape.
Zheng Siyi used to study at a nearby health school. Zheng Siqi felt the Danxia Road very well, and knew all the corners and corners. Going forward, there are fewer and fewer. Occasionally driving by and looking back, they are all new and different from the memories.
Qiao Fengtian was held tightly by Zheng Yu, each holding a green plum given by Zheng Siqi. It was as full as a table tennis ball and packed in a square bag. When Zheng Siqi gave it, he said that it was not sweet, sour, and it was a standard way to coax children. The edges and corners of the packaging bag were slightly hard, and it was slightly itchy and painful when it touched the palm. Qiao Fengtian squeezed the packaging and squeezed it tightly in the palm of his hand.
"It used to be Linan's Danxia Bathing Beach." Zheng Siqi pointed to a sweet and fragrant bean flower shop on the left, "It was demolished when I was in college."
When it is time for leisure, there are many pedestrians on the street, bustling on the road, to prevent bumping or stepping on the heel, always walk slowly, or stop every few steps.
"No one's coming." Qiao Fengtian pulled Zheng Yu down, "No one has gone to the large bath."
"It's a habit and a task to take a bath at home now." Zheng Siqi turned to look at Qiao Fengtian's profile, "Back then, it was a mission to go to the big bath together with each other."
Qiao Fengtian didn't understand, "Mission?"
"Well, the buddies have to take the opportunity to outgrow the little peppers, and they will also be ranked first, second and third."
Qiao Fengtian was stunned for a while, and after a while, he hurriedly lowered his head to see Zheng Yu's reaction. Seeing that the little girl's head was still staring at Linlang Snacks, she couldn't help but be amused, "Hey, your daughter is still here. ."
Zheng Siqi didn't care and laughed, "It's okay, she doesn't understand."
"Sooner or later, will you understand that your heart can't be so big?" Qiao Fengtian paused and looked at Zheng Siqi's eyebrows, "So, what's your record?"
"Just kidding." Zheng Siqi raised his eyebrows complacently, "You should guess that I'm the one who Zougui is based on, right? Go back a few streets."
"That's really amazing." Qiao Fengtian still couldn't help laughing.
"That must be."
Zheng Siqi rarely mentions the past. But when the total and Qiao Fengtian were together, they took the initiative to use it as a talking point, and I didn't think it was too much or inappropriate. It seems to be exposed in front of some people, just like taking off a jacket calmly in the warmer summer climate, the other party will always carefully fold your clothes meticulously for you, but never point at your figure. .
Furthermore, Zheng Siqi is happy to think that Qiao Fengtian laughs; or if there are more subjective emotional factors, he is happy to think that Qiao Fengtian laughs because of himself.
Going to the depths of Danxia Lane, the crowd is even denser. There is a small shop with a ring next to it, and on the mobile booth that is several square meters, there is a water doll. Zheng Yu saw what he wanted, and pulled Qiao Fengtian's hand tightly. Seeing that she wanted to play, Qiao Fengtian paid the boss and brought ten bamboo circles. Seeing that she was short, her brows and eyes were just above the table, he raised his hand and pulled her up, wrapping his arms around Mianmian's waist.
"You can throw whatever you like, just throw it when you see it."
Zheng Yu nodded with a bulging face, "Yes!"
Zheng Yu raised his hand, and all the ten circles were lost. Zheng Siqi and Qiao Fengtian watched with great joy from the back, and the two of them went to the boss to pay the money.
"It's the last twenty." Zheng Siqi put a point on the tip of her nose, "I'm sure to vote."
"En! I'm ready to vote!" Zheng Yu was ready to go.
After taking over the hua hua hua, 15 of them let go, "ouch" and "ouch" in his mouth, and he still has every hair on it. The boss showed a wrinkled face, afraid to say that the business is going well now.
"Isn't my daughter stupid when it's over?" Zheng Siqi frowned.
"It's not stupid. At most, the cerebellum is not very developed." Qiao Fengtian went to get the five leftovers in Zheng Yu's hand, "I'll try it for you."
Qiao Fengtian stood outside the white line, raised one of them, compared his left eye, and checked the distance deviation between front, back, left and right. Zheng Siqi saw him pulling his hair back, bowed slightly, and leaned back forward. Qiao Fengtian raised his right hand high, and when it crossed the shoulder line, he threw the bamboo circle in his hand forward from top to bottom. Seeing the parabola of the circle falling, Xu Xu buckled on the right ear of a hamster puppet's velvety forehead.
"Wow!" Zheng Yu was the first to cheer and clapped his palms, "I hit it! Uncle Xiao Qiao is amazing!"
Zheng Siqi blinked, followed by laughing and clapping his hands, "Okay."
Qiao Fengtian didn't say a word, he lost four more in a row, got three out of two, and won back a ceramic milk tea-colored unicorn keychain. Thirty yuan in exchange for such two things, it is reasonable to say that blood loss is not profitable. Thanks to Zheng Yu's big eyes, she felt like she was taking advantage of others and became a flower. She hugged the hamster puppet and kneaded excitedly.
"Hey, this is for you." Qiao Fengtian threw the keychain to Zheng Siqi.
Zheng Siqi held it firmly in his palm, "For me?"
"Just as... return the windmill you gave me last time?"
Zheng Siqi put the keychain on his index finger, looked down at the not-so-sophisticated painted stripes on the unicorn, and rubbed its hard horns with his fingertips, "The windmill is still there?"
"Yes, it's not bad."
Qiao Fengtian wanted to say that the things you gave were actually kept by me. He didn't even lose the bunch of red palms he had already thanked.
Zheng Yu looked happy for a moment, and because of his small size like a goblin, he took the lead in holding the doll and got out of the crowd around him; Zheng Siqi quickly followed after seeing it, but he took two steps forward and stopped. Looking back at Qiao Fengtian, who was separated from a few crowded pedestrians. Shoulder to shoulder, Qiao Fengtian looked very small, and his trance was like a flash of light in a flash, and he disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.
Qiao Fengtian was ready to stretch out his hand to push away the crowd, but as soon as he raised his wrist, he was caught.
Qiao Fengtian was stunned for a moment, followed by looking at the hand, slightly loosening the grip and sliding upwards according to the trend, the fingertips did not enter his own fingers, and they overlapped together. Qiao Fengtian didn't have time to think about whether it was right or wrong, right or wrong. He subconsciously relied on it and clasped the other person's warm thumb tightly. As if he was really afraid of losing it, he stretched out his other hand and grabbed the other person. Clean sleeves.
Qiao Fengtian was brought out by Zheng Siqi.
Zheng Siqi didn't let go in time, but looked at him with a normal smile, "If you lose it, it will be troublesome."