When Chen Yiyi arrived on the second floor, Shi Ci was sitting alone on the sofa with his face lowered and no expression on his face could be seen.
Chen Yiyi paused, but said with a smile, "Why, you can't bear to leave?"
It has been almost half a year, which is not a short time. This is the longest relationship she knows of with Shi Ci in recent years.
She actually didn't quite understand why Shi Ci liked this 18th-tier actress whose name she couldn't even pronounce. She was pretty, especially her long legs. But she was too temperamental, and would throw tantrums at any time. Shi Ci often had to coax her. She really didn't deserve her.
Chen Yiyi deliberately tried to test her, "If you don't want to let her go, just ask her to come back. I bet she must be waiting for your call now."
Shi Ci sneered, as if amused by her words, and shook his head slightly.
"Be serious, why do you want to break up?" Chen Yiyi tested again.
"Yes, why?" Shi Ci tilted her head, "I don't know..." She stretched out her fingers and looked at them carefully, "Maybe she wants to do her nails..."
Chen Yiyi: “…”
She wanted to say something, but Shi Ci had already stood up and said, "Xiaoyi, I have classes tomorrow, so I'm leaving now."
She stood up and walked out. The light slanted down from her hair, and the floor felt proud of it.
Chen Yiyi sat there for a while, and suddenly smiled. The bar downstairs had already opened, so he should not waste the good night. There was no need to rush the thoughts he had been thinking about for years.
When Shi Ci drove back to school, it was already dusk. The spring scenery had faded and seemed a little bleak at this moment.
Entering from the gate of L University, a row of white street lights stretched into the distance. Shi Ci placed one hand on the steering wheel and glanced at the time. It was a little after half past nine, which was exactly the busiest time on the university campus, with people going on dates, having supper, and participating in activities. She avoided the busier campus roads and turned into a quieter one.
The music in the car was playing softly, "Spring would be wonderful, if you were still here, the spring breeze would seem to be brewing love..."
Shi Ci's thoughts couldn't help but drift away. She was about to pull the car to the side when suddenly, a cyclist came out from a fork in the road and tried to ride towards this side. By the time she reacted and moved to the side, the girl on the bike couldn't stop and fell off the bike with her.
Oops!
Shi Ci quickly stopped the car, opened the door and got out.
"Classmate, are you okay? Did you fall anywhere?"
Shi Ci said as he went to pick up the bicycle. It was half-old, but now students actually buy their own bicycles? There are obviously a lot of shared bicycles on campus.
The girl who fell had a pair of thin legs that were just crushed by the bicycle. After she picked up the bicycle, the girl struggled to get up. Shi Ci reached out to her and said, "Come on, pull me up."
The girl ignored her and stood up.
Shi Ci saw that her cheek and hair on the side of her body that was touching the ground were covered with wet mud. He said nothing, but just tightened the shoulder straps of his backpack.
With her head lowered, looking down at Shi Ci, who was much taller than her, she could only see her slightly pointed, white chin.
Hey, why does it look familiar
While she was wondering, the girl had already taken out a tissue from her jeans pocket and wiped her face.
Shi Ci blinked, turned around, took out a tissue box from the car and handed it to the girl.
The girl paused, reached out and took a few cards, and finally looked up at Shi Ci.
Shi Ci stayed there for a while.
She recognized it immediately.
What a coincidence.
It's the girl in the cafeteria.
She is the girl that Shi Hai wants to pursue.
The wet mud was wiped off, revealing a jade-like little face, as clear as light snow.
Now I can see his appearance clearly.
Shi Ci thought--that boy has a really good eye.
She softened her voice and said again, "I'm sorry, classmate, is your leg injured? Or did you fall anywhere?"
The girl shook her head and moved her legs on the spot, "It's nothing."
The tone is light, the voice is low, very clear and a little magnetic.
Shi Ci picked up a tissue and tried to wipe the remaining mud off her hair. "I'm Shi Ci, a teacher at the School of Economics and Management. If there's anything..."
"No need, it was an accident." The girl avoided her hand, walked to the bicycle, rode away.
Shi Ci held the tissue box and watched her leave. After being stunned for a second or two, he smiled.
This school road is remote and narrow, with most of the street lights not on. A corner of the purple-gray night sky can be seen through the lush leaves. The thin figure of the young girl rides lightly past below on a bicycle.
Like a tiny bird flapping its wings.
Shi Ci felt a little ignored.
It's a very strange feeling.
She lifted her long hair and smiled, which was quite interesting.
There was no class in the fourth period the next day, so Tang Zuo returned to the dormitory, went to bed late and got up early, feeling a little tired, and climbed into bed.
Near noon, a little sunlight slowly came in from the window on the balcony door and came to her bedside.
Tang Zuo buried her legs deep in the quilt, with a half-opened book of Dickinson's poems rolling outside the quilt. She had fallen asleep.
Perhaps she caught a cold, she slept very soundly, as if she had many dreams. In her dreams there were many voices and footsteps, coming and going, stopping and starting.
At a certain moment, half asleep and half awake, she was a little confused, not knowing where she was or which bed she was sleeping in.
Is it the little bed in her little room when she was little? The purple lavender sheets her mother made for her by hand smelled like they had been exposed to the sun
It was still the simple folding bed that I rented for fifteen dollars a night next to my mother's hospital bed late at night. It was much shorter than the hospital bed. All I saw was white sheets and I smelled the slightly pungent smell of disinfectant.
Still in that hotel room, with a strange fragrance and a soft and comfortable bed...
It was the "bang" sound when Zhang Zinan pushed the door open that woke her up completely and made her realize that she was sleeping in her bed in the school dormitory.
"Tang Zuo, get up and eat!" Zhang Zinan rushed into the room and shouted at her loudly.
Tang Zuo sat up, rubbed his head, and asked, "Did you get me some food?"
"Yes, I ran into you after class just now. You said you were going back to the dormitory, so I guessed you must want to eat bread for lunch again! Come down and eat! I got you some sweet and sour spare ribs and braised chicken legs from the second floor of the second rice house! I also brought you a bowl of soup!"
Zhang Zinan is from the north, several centimeters taller than Tang Zuo, and wears a pair of round glasses. She has a cheerful personality and a sweet look, and at first glance, she is the kind of girl who was raised in a family with a good family tradition and a smooth life. She is not squeamish, not pretentious, but considerate and well-behaved.
The most rebellious thing I did in my 20s was to ignore my parents' objection and insist on not breaking up with my high school boyfriend. We worked hard together and were admitted to the university in L City in the south.
From then on, the two of them were allowed to live together in the vast sky, and their parents had no reason to object, nor did they have the space to interfere.
Tang Zhao liked her objectivity. She thought she couldn't be without a friend in college. After her parents died one after another, her heart seemed like a deserted island. People around her came and went, and no one could get close to her.
Zhang Zinan saw her sitting on the bed with a confused look on her face. Her slightly fluffy black hair was just long enough to cover her sparkling earlobes.
Her roommate always showed this kind of faint melancholy.
She has big eyes with dark pupils, and there is a faint mole in the middle of the lower eyelid of her left eye.
The melancholy in her eyes flowed, and the mole looked like a touching tear.
Even people of the same age who are more attractive in appearance find me pitiful.
In just a moment, Tang Zuo got out of bed, washed his hands and prepared to eat.
Zhang Zinan suddenly remembered something, "Oh, right! Didn't you contact Shi Hai through WeChat again? He came to see me! Do you know who bumped into you yesterday? It was his sister! A professor at the School of Economics and Management in our school!"
"… "
Tang Zhao looked a little surprised, then recovered, "Are you and him friends on WeChat?"
"… Not originally." Zhang Zinan sighed, "Well… Fang Xiuqi often played basketball with him, and didn't he move to a new dormitory this semester? He moved to Houde Building, the same building as Shi Hai…"
Fang Xiuqi is Zhang Zinan's boyfriend.
Zhang Zinan was still worried that Tang Zuo would be angry. Shi Hai was really too much of a schemer. Tang Zuo was not angry, but just had a question:
"What did he ask you to do?"
Zhang Zinan smiled: "He said that his sister caused you to fall, and he felt very sorry. He invited you to dinner to make amends for his sister."
Tang Zuo didn't say anything, turned around and sat down at the desk.
The two dishes Zhang Zinan ordered for her were the most popular on the second floor of the second rice restaurant and would be sold out very quickly. She was also very considerate and ordered an extra box of white rice. Zhang Zinan was not jealous of her looks, but rather jealous of her big appetite but her physique that would not gain weight.
Tang Zhuo felt a little warm at the sight of the food, and he rarely told Zhang Zinan the truth, "Actually... I can't even remember what Shi Hai looks like."
"Ah? Hahahahaha! Oh my god! He spent almost the entire last semester in front of us!"
This is of course an exaggeration, but it's almost the same. "He is a famous figure, and there are many girls waiting for his favor. You can just say this in front of me. I'm afraid you will be beaten by other girls outside!"
Tang Zuo ate in silence. After a while, he asked, "Does he have a sister?"
Zhang Zinan sighed and laughed, "You really don't pay attention to him. I think I told you before, right? His sister Shi Ci, a PhD from Stanford University, teaches at the School of Economics and Management. Their father, Shi Bingfeng, is a famous economist. Their mother seemed to have been a reporter..."
Speech
Shi Hai
A smiling face with lips curled up suddenly appeared in Tang Zuo's mind, with a charming and graceful temperament that could be revealed even under the dim street lights.
She tried to recall Shi Hai's appearance again. She couldn't quite remember his exact features, but she had the impression that he had a youthful spirit that stood out from the crowd.
They, the siblings, are truly the kind of children that could only be raised in an excellent family as one would imagine.
Too far away from her.
Tang Zhao shook his head, "No need, just say I don't mind it and I'm not hurt, so you don't have to treat me to a meal."
Zhang Zinan sighed, "Okay."
They didn't talk about this topic anymore and chatted about other things.
After Tang Zuo finished his meal, he and Zhang Zinan cleaned the dormitory, closed the door, and went back to their beds to prepare for a nap.
During the lunch break, the whole dormitory building was in a peaceful silence. Tang Zhao was not very sleepy. She turned sideways and opened the poetry collection she had just read. There was an English poem on it:
Hope is a thing with feathers,
It dwells in the soul,
Singing a tune without words,
Never stop.
It sounds most beautiful in a rainstorm.
What is sad is that such a storm,
This little bird that brings warmth to so many people is in trouble.
I have been on the strangest sea,
Hear its song in the coldest land,
Yet it never asks me for even a morsel of bread.