At night, Cen Ning returned to the small building.
Before eating together, Yan Guofeng was basically talking about her and her words and deeds, and Wei Pinfang said very little from the beginning to the end. Now returning to the place where there were only mother and daughter, Cen Ning suddenly felt the need to have a good confession with Wei Pinfang.
When Cen Ning came out of her room, Wei Pinfang was boiling water in the kitchen. Her health has gotten worse recently, and she looked a little haggard.
"mom."
Wei Pinfang turned around: "What do you want to take?"
Cen Ning shook his head: "No... I, I just want to talk about my brother Xingzhi."
"When did we get together?"
"A few days ago, not long ago."
"He likes you very much?"
Cen Ning lowered his eyes, she had never talked about these personal matters with Wei Pinfang, so she was a little embarrassed, "He treats me very well."
"It's good," Wei Pinfang said without expression, "You stay with him, and you don't have to worry about it in the future."
Cen Ning paused: "Mom, I'm with him because I really like him, but what I told you before is also serious, I will be independent, and I will support you by myself in the future. I told him It's right to be together, but I don't want to be attached to him... "
Wei Pinfang coughed a few times uncomfortably, and said after a long delay: "Don't ask for trouble."
"It's not bitter, and I don't think it's bitter." Cen Ning smiled dryly, "By the way, Mom, I have met many teachers in that photography place now, and my works will be exhibited at the photography exhibition at the end of this month. , Yin Li's exhibition, there will be many people coming to see—"
"If you have nothing to do, go back to your room and sleep, it's getting late." Wei Pinfang frowned, coughing and walking to his room.
Cen Ning smiled wryly. Sure enough, she still didn't like photography.
"Are you okay, do you want some medicine?"
Wei Pinfang waved his hand and went back without saying a word.
It was late at night, and Cen Ning was lying on the bed, thinking of Wei Pinfang, feeling a little aggrieved.
In her heart, is she considered a close relative of flesh and blood... If so, is there such a mother in this world
hum—
The phone vibrated suddenly, Cen Ning came back to his senses, and swiped the screen to take a look.
Words and deeds: [I asked you to come to my room at night, it seems that you have fallen on my ears]
Cen Ning jumped up from the bed: [What's the matter...]
[What do you think]
Cen Ning: "..."
[I'm going to sleep! I dont go!]
Cen Ning's heart was beating like a drum. After the transmission was completed, he lay down on the bed and pretended to be dead, but after a while, the phone rang.
After speaking and doing, he called directly. Cen Ning was troubled, but he didn't dare not answer.
The ringing continued, and Cen Ning pressed the answer: "Hello, Brother Xingzhi..."
"I was so scared that I didn't answer the phone."
"No, I just went to the bathroom."
"I just teased you."
"ah?"
"Come to the window of your room."
Cen Ning was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly climbed down from the bed. She hurriedly opened the curtain and looked down, and actually saw a person standing there.
The small building only has two floors and is not high, so even though it was night, Cen Ning could still clearly see the words and deeds of leaning casually on one side.
"Come down." His voice came from the receiver, clear and cold, but she felt it was very warm.
"immediately."
Cen Ning hung up the phone, quickly changed her clothes, and sneaked out the door.
In the dead of night, when the moon was setting and the stars were sinking, Cen Ning took advantage of the darkness to walk in front of his words and deeds, his eyes were surprisingly bright: "It's so late, what are you doing?"
She didn't know what she was doing, she just couldn't sleep suddenly and went out for a walk, she came here unknowingly, and then saw that the light was still on in her window...
"Seeing that you haven't turned off the lights, try to see if you are sleeping."
Cen Ning tilted his head: "But why did you come here in the middle of the night?"
Putting his arms around his chest in words and deeds, he chuckled lightly: "Maybe I miss you, a little girl."
Cen Ning stayed for a moment, and suddenly, those negative emotions that he suppressed at night seemed to be caught off guard by his words. The previous moment was sad because of Wei Pinfang, but at this moment because of this person, his whole heart was destroyed. cured.
"elder brother… "
"Um?"
"Can I hug you here?"
The eyes and pupils of words and deeds tightened, and the hands that casually circled the chest were slowly lowered, "You..."
"Sneak a hug." Before he could finish speaking, Cen Ning threw herself into his arms. She hugged his waist tightly and buried her face in his chest, satisfied and excited.
He opened his mouth between words and deeds, but didn't say anything. After a while, he pressed his right hand on her shoulder so that she could get closer to him, "What's wrong?"
Cen Ning shook his head: "It's nothing."
"unhappy?"
"I wasn't happy at first, but now I'm very happy." After finishing speaking, Cen Ning said as if he suddenly remembered something, "Do you think we will always be like this forever?"
There was a smile on the lips of words and deeds: "Children's question."
"Then you won't leave me?"
Zhiben thought that this was the little girl's coquetry about love, but when she lowered her eyes and saw the serious face of the person in her arms, she suddenly felt that this was a very important issue for her.
Not only for love, but also for trust, companionship...
His words and deeds narrowed his eyes slightly: "Cen Ning, I will not abandon you."
Never in this life.
**
Eternal Camera Club, Cen Ning's works were selected by Yin Li, so she will also be one of the members preparing for the film festival.
She has been very busy during this time, but in this busy time, she is full of fulfillment.
"Cen Ning, you will be in charge of receiving the important figures who will be attending the film festival on the morning of June 3rd. Have you given them their information?" Yin Li asked in the office area.
Cen Ning nodded: "Teacher Yin, don't worry, I remember it very well."
"Already memorized?"
"These distinguished guests are all big names in the photography industry. In fact, they have heard of them before."
"Mmm, not bad." Yin Li looked at Cen Ning very gratified. He has seen Cen Ning's performance during this period of time. He is young, but he is very cautious and responsible in doing things, and it is easy for people to trust her.
"I heard from Dabei that you are an English major."
"right."
"Then English communication is no problem."
Cen Ning said honestly: "Basic communication is fine, but if there are too many professional words..."
"Haha no, as long as you can do basic communication," Yin Li said, "You are an English major, but photography is your strong point. Have you learned it since you were a child?"
Cen Ning said embarrassingly: "That's not true, it's just that I was influenced by my father when I was young, so I have a special love for photography."
Yin Li was surprised: "Your father is also a photographer? I don't know if your father is..."
"Ah, my father was actually a little photographer, and... died in Tibet many years ago."
Yin Li was stunned for a moment: "Tibet?"
"Well, accident."
Yin Li: "What's your father's name?"
Cen Ning looked at Yin Li's weird expression, and said slowly: "Cen Rui..."
"Cen, Rui..."
"Mr. Yin, Mr. Yin?"
Yin Li seemed to come back to his senses suddenly: "Huh?"
Cen Ning asked puzzled, "What's wrong with you? You... don't know my father, do you?"
Yin Li raised his eyebrows, smiled brightly, and his expression returned to normal: "No, I just think it sounds familiar. Maybe your father was very powerful before, I've heard of it."
"Teacher, you are joking."
"Okay, you can do your work, I still have something to do, so let's go first."
"Well, you go slowly."
The film festival started on the weekend ten days later, and the schedule was very tight. Cen Ning, Dabei and others were very serious about arranging the affairs of the film festival, and it was already ten o'clock in the evening after they came out of the Eternal Camera Club.
Cen Ning calculated the time on the road, and knew that she would not be able to go back to school in time, so she took a taxi directly and returned to the apartment.
On the way, Cen Ning called Yan Xingzhi, but the phone was turned off.
After returning to the apartment, Cen Ning found that the apartment was also empty.
Did he go back to Yan's house today
Cen Ning turned on the light and sat down on the sofa.
I wanted to send a message to Aunt Chen to ask questions, but suddenly saw a note on the coffee table pressed by a glass. Cen Ning stretched out his hand to pull it out, only to see it read: Emergency, return date is uncertain, take care of yourself.
gone
Cen Ning's mind went blank for a moment, and he suddenly realized that the injury of words and deeds had long since healed, and he must go to the place where he is needed to do what he should do.
But is it still as dangerous as before
I didn't worry so much before, and I didn't know what kind of situation it was until I experienced it with him. What if something happened to him like last time
Cen Ning looked at the words on the note and suddenly fidgeted.
Although the words on the note were clear, it was obviously a little anxious, probably because he was at home, but he was suddenly called away, and he didn't even have time to see her.
**
In the next few days, Cen Ning went to school as usual to prepare for the film festival, but compared to the calm and calm before, she was obviously more restless and impatient.
Sometimes she comforted herself that nothing would happen to a person like Yan Xingzhi, it was an accident in Tibet last time. But comforted and comforted, she began to worry again, what if such an accident happened...
"Eh? Ningning!" Zhang Ziyi patted the back of her hand, "I'm asking you something, Song Ci and I will arrive at two o'clock tomorrow, are you there?"
Cen Ning came back to his senses: "Huh? Of course I'm there, I'll be there all day long."
"That's fine, tsk, it's different," Zhang Ziyi bumped into Song Ci, "Our cute little Cen Ning is about to become a well-known photographer."
Song Ci took a sip of coffee: "Yes, it's still Yin Li's film festival."
Cen Ning: "Okay, you two don't tease me, I still know how much I weigh."
"We are telling the truth, hey, would you like to take a few more photos of Song Ci and me, what if your future photos are worth thousands of dollars?"
Cen Ning glanced at her: "Then I won't be able to take pictures, so as not to reduce the quality of my photos."
"Eh? What are you talking about? I'm lowering the quality in your photos." Zhang Ziyi said in surprise, "Song Ci, have you seen that our always well-behaved Cen Ning actually said such things to anger me? Big!"
Song Ci followed suit with a smile: "Okay, people are right."
Zhang Ziyi: "???"
The two began to run on each other one by one, Cen Ning looked at the two arguing, seemingly relaxed and casual, but in fact he was thinking of the other person in his heart.
When he was still at home last time, he said that he would definitely come to her first film festival.
However, he may not be able to do it.