On December 22, the world did not fall into the doomsday catastrophe as predicted by the Mayans, and the sun did not fail to set. It was like an orange gem that rose diligently and hung in the sky, and the morning glow reflected half of the sky.
For the sentence "You are not my boyfriend", Jin Fubai seemed to have forgotten. He took Xiangyu to breakfast as usual, helped her roll the delicate shrimp dumplings in the sauce, and then handed them to her lips .
There are many business elites in the hotel breakfast, and occasionally there are leisure couples chatting with each other.
They are obviously the most loving couple in this 300-square-meter restaurant.
Xiang Yu also seemed to have forgotten the embarrassing silence last night. He bit the shrimp dumplings into his mouth, chewed with bulging cheeks, and asked inarticulately, "Will the shrimp dumplings in Guangdong taste better than the ones in the hotel?"
Jin Fubai wiped off a little sauce from the corners of her lips for her: "The Cantonese cook in this hotel was dug from Guangzhou, so it won't be much worse."
"Oh."
The shrimp dumplings taste really good, the crystal skin is smooth and tender, and the shrimp stuffing is Q bomb.
But on this warm morning, Xiang Yu felt a small piece collapsed somewhere in his heart.
It's like the landslide mentioned in the news during the heavy rain in Changsha in summer. Crashed, slumped.
Of course she and Jin Fubai are not a normal couple. When he heard that she did not regard him as a boyfriend, he was just silent.
What should a normal couple react like
Will she ask her back, "I'm not your boyfriend who is your boyfriend"
It was also from that day that Xiang Yu didn't answer Jin Fubai's calls very often. Sometimes when he called during the day, she only said she was busy.
I didn't eat with him very often in the evening, and the days I stayed in the hotel for the night were even rarer, only one or two nights.
It can't be said that he is angry, but Xiang Yu thinks of Jin Fubai, and always feels that his chest is suffocated for a while.
Jin Fubai didn't seem to feel her deliberate indifference. The voice on the phone was as soft as usual, and the flowers in the office building opposite were also changing as usual. Recently, there are foreign peonies and tulips.
The more he ignored her various behaviors, the more pissed off she became.
The year of 2012, which was full of reverie, slowly passed in her angry mood, and it was a brand new year.
In 2013, there are no end of the world and Mayan prophecies, and there are only countless unknowns.
New Year's Day, the company has three days off.
Xiang Yu had no reason to reject Jin Fubai's invitation, but whether she was following him to drive to the neighboring province to see the snow scene, or to eat at the restaurant on the top of the mountain in the suburbs, she always looked indifferent, and it was hard to be happy.
On the morning of the last day of the holiday, they drove back to the city from the suburbs. The weather was fine. She went home and changed out of her down jacket and wore a light haze blue long coat.
When she was about to go out, Aunt Chen asked her, "Aren't you going to stay home today?"
Xiang Yu didn't expect that he would be so angry, but he would say angrily to Aunt Chen: "Why do I come back when there is no one at home?"
After speaking, she paused for a few seconds, walked over and hugged Aunt Chen, "I'm sorry Aunt Chen, I shouldn't have said such things to you."
Aunt Chen patted her on the back: "Are you in a bad mood? Would you like to talk to Aunt Chen?"
Shaking his head to Taro.
She hadn't figured out these things herself, and they couldn't be solved by complaining about it.
Besides, Jin Fubai's car was still parked downstairs.
Xiang Yu put on over-the-knee boots, carried her bag and went downstairs. Jin Fubai threw away the cigarette butt and helped her open the car door.
There were two unread messages on the phone on the car seat, which were sent by Tang Yuchi.
It's strange to think about it, Tang Yuchi has been a little too quiet these days, and he hasn't even posted any updates in his circle of friends.
Xiang Yu fastened his seat belt, opened the message, and frowned slowly.
Tang Yuchi sent a small video and a sentence:
[video]
[Xiangyu, you should look at this.]
She stared at the screen several times, but didn't click on the video.
For a moment, she felt that the time and space around her were going backwards, as if she had returned to the night scene at the end of 2012, when the smoke was full of feasting and feasting, Tang Yuchi said, "I heard that he used to..."
The scene where the video pauses is the back of a man, wearing a trench coat, with a superior height.
You don't need to click to know that it is Jin Fubai.
Jin Fubai glanced at Xiang Yu while he was driving. It was not that he didn't feel her indifferent attitude these days, and he knew why after thinking about it.
Blame him that day, distracted for a while, and didn't refute a little when she said that he was not a boyfriend, which made the girl angry for many days.
He knew that Xiang Yu had a little temper, and he was willing to take a step back and coax her.
Is it because he is angry with him? What can't be coaxed? Jin Fubai even coaxed him with relish.
But the premise of these is that her emotions are only because of him.
The car passed two intersections, Xiang Yu was still staring at the phone, the screen had been automatically turned off, and she was still in a daze.
Later, she flashed the screen again, deleted the dialog, and held the phone tightly in her hand.
Jin Fubai saw the avatar of the dialog box clearly in those few seconds.
The photo of the white porcelain vase has the word "ugly" on it.
No stranger, he has seen it.
It was the man who went to the nightclub with Xiang Yu when he was abroad.
So now, is she frowning because of other men
It was originally an appointment to accompany Jin Fubai to a wine party. When the car was halfway through, Xiang Yu suddenly changed his mind.
She slowly turned her head and said in a very firm tone, "Jin Fubai, I won't go to the dinner party. Can you put me down at the intersection ahead?"
Jin Fubai didn't ask anything, just turned his head and gave Xiang Yu a deep look.
The car stopped smoothly on the side of the road. He didn't get out of the car to help her open the door. There was only a soft sound of the door lock being released.
Xiang Yu said goodbye to him with a light expression, and then walked to the right with his bag.
Jin Fubai watched coldly as she stopped a taxi, slammed the accelerator, and the car sped away.
Hearing the sound of a motorcycle behind him, Xiang Yu took a step into the taxi, but did not stop.
After being shown his face for half a month in a row, Jin Fubai would get tired of being a gentleman, and there was no shortage of women around him, so there was no need to suffer from such anger.
Xiang Yu closed his eyes, maybe that's it.
After that day, Jin Fubai didn't contact her again, so more than ten days passed without contact. Xiang Yu took a taxi every day, went home to wash, and fell to bed before going to bed.
She had never felt such an uncontrollable emotion when she broke up with Zhao Yanmo.
On a weekend in mid-January, during the Laba Festival, Xiang Yu drank half a bowl of Laba porridge cooked by Aunt Chen in the evening, and fell into the quilt before 9 o'clock.
The wind outside the window stirred the night, and she unknowingly fell asleep while playing a documentary.
At 11 o'clock in the night, Xiang Yu was awakened by a phone call.
It's Mother Tang.
I can't tell if I was disappointed the moment I saw the caller ID. Xiang Yu sat in the dark, cleared her throat, and eased her drowsiness before picking up the phone: "Godmother, are you looking for me?"
"Have you eaten dinner yet?"
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Xiang Yu felt that Mother Tang's voice was different from usual, and she frowned sensitively: "Godmother, did Tang Yuchi cause something else?"
Tang Yuchi was a "bad boy" when he was in school. His grades were so poor that he could get a single-digit score in a single subject, and it was common for him to skip classes and fight.
At that time, Mother Tang always called Xiang Yu, and Xiang Yu would take people home in the Internet cafe billiard hall or basketball court.
Tang Yuchi has been abroad in these years, and she has not received such a call at night for a long time.
Mother Tang was very eager, but still gentle: "Yu Chi has refused to go home for many days, I don't know what happened to him recently, and I just called and said that I don't want to go home and want to be quiet, taro, do you know him where?"
Xiang Yu thought about it for a while, but he hadn't heard any news from Tang Yuchi recently.
Except that day, he sent her a video about Jin Fubai.
"Godmother, I don't know, but I can look for it, and there are always friends who know."
Mother Tang warned on the phone that if she found Tang Yuchi, she didn't need to take him home.
"You are all the same age. There is something that can be enlightened by friends, which is more useful than those of us who have a generation gap."
Before hanging up the phone, Mother Tang said, "Yaoyao, my godmother saw a dress for shopping a few days ago. It suits you very well. I bought it for you. I'll try it when I have time."
This is probably the warmest thing Xiang Yu has heard these days, she replied with a smile: "Thank you godmother."
Hanging up the phone, Xiang Yu started to contact his mutual friends with Tang Yuchi.
It was only after a round of contact that it became clear that Tang Yuchi and An Sui had some problems, maybe they were green, and they had been soaking in the night scene these days.
Xiang Yu made many calls to Tang Yuchi, but they were all hung up.
She frowned, picked up a down jacket, and ran out with the keys to her father's old car.
She had never been to that nightclub. It looked different from ordinary nightclubs. The location was not in the bustling neighborhood of the city center, but in the suburbs. There was always a feeling of "not a good place".
When Xiang Yu entered, it was exactly 12 o'clock in the night. Paper was scattered all over the sky. On the dance floor, a group of people drew eight characters, made a V with their hands, and shook their heads to revel.
She got out of the car in a hurry, holding a thick short bread suit in her arms and not wearing it, only wearing a big V-neck tight-fitting knitted sweater and low-waisted wide-leg jeans.
At a sudden glance, it really seems to be dancing.
In the booth, she found Tang Yuchi, who was unconscious after drinking. His shirt was wrinkled, his legs were open, and he was still asking for a drink.
She threw her clothes on him and became furious: "Tang Yuchi! Get out of here!"
Li Hao put a glass of Chivas with ice in front of Jin Fubai: "Wait, it's 12 o'clock soon, and there will be stripping in the venue tonight! Clothes! Dance! The giant tm is amazing!"
Jin Fubai seemed to be in low spirits, smoking a cigarette, not knowing what he was thinking.
He didn't speak, and the others didn't dare to speak. Only Li Hao, who was wearing a rose-pink suit, leaned over and said, "What's the matter? It's not New Year's Day and I haven't contacted you since I came back, right?"
Jin Fubai's face was calm, and he didn't say anything.
When he mentioned Xiang Yu, he felt annoyed for a while, remembering that she was dazed by the WeChat dialog box that day.
That tangled look must have something to do with emotion.
Does she have such deep feelings for other men
It was also a fucking coincidence, Jin Fubai glanced at him, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.
He frowned and looked over, only to see Xiang Yu holding a thick fluffy coat, hurriedly running from him not far away, looking anxious.
In the cold winter and twelfth lunar month, she wore a short knitted sweater and low-waisted trousers, revealing a tight and slender waist.
After not seeing her for a while, Jin Fubai's eyes were fixed on her, and the first thought that popped into his mind was:
Dysmenorrhea is so serious, you should put on a coat.
But Xiang Yu threw her coat on a man and helped him up.
The man's arm rested on her shoulders to borrow strength, his footsteps were vain, and he whispered something in her ear.
They passed by Jin Fubai's side, but Xiang Yu didn't see him.
She only raised her voice to the man in the noise and said, "Do you know how many calls I have made to you?! I am so anxious!"
Everyone didn't pay attention, when did Jin Fubai pull his face down, and when did he stand in front of Xiang Yu.
He said in a deep voice, "Xiang Yu, follow me."