"Jiang Wen, have you found it?" she shouted.
"Make a call on my cell phone," he directed.
Two minutes later, Jiang Wen was stunned for a few seconds as the ringtone "Stop being obsessed with me, I'm just a legend" played. He endured it, his face dark, and he knelt on one knee in a pile of snow, pulling out the buzzing phone.
Just when he was singing "Hey Yo~", he wouldn't be lonely, because loneliness was always there for him. He took a deep breath secretly, hung up the phone with a gloomy face.
Feng Ning sat on the bench, looking at Jiang Wen with a very deep look.
He handed her the phone, his fingertips red from the cold.
Feng Ning immediately put on a flattering expression, accepted it servilely, and held it in his hands, examining it over and over again with heartache.
Fortunately, although the domestic machine is a copycat, it is resistant to falling and hitting, and there is no damage after being frozen in the snow and ice for half a day.
When they went upstairs, Jiang Wen couldn't help asking, "Why are you so non-mainstream?"
Feng Ning was a little confused and raised his head slightly: "What's wrong with me?"
"Mobile ringtone..."
"Oh." Feng Ning perked up and said excitedly, "I think it sounds good! I just think this song, really, I can relate to some of its lyrics."
"... ..."
"When I went to KTV in junior high school, I especially loved singing this song to my fans."
Jiang Wen glanced at her and asked, "Fans...?"
"Yeah." Feng Ning was so cocky, but unfortunately he couldn't see it. "I was an idol to many people in junior high school! I had some fanatical fans, like Shuang Yao and Zhao Weichen. They once wanted to set up a fan club for me. I don't like to be high-profile, so I rejected it sternly!"
Her breath tickled the skin behind his ear as she spoke.
During the bumpy ride, Feng Ning lay on Jiang Wen's back. From behind, he could see his short black hair, translucent earlobes, and a small part of his tall and straight nose.
"By the way, do you still remember the boy who burned my hair?" Feng Ning said cheerfully, "Didn't he pursue me for a long time? Then when I graduated from junior high school, I went to sing after dinner, and I sang this song specifically for him, Brother is Just a Legend."
"Then what?"
"Then he was shocked by me and never contacted me again after graduation, hahahahahaha."
After laughing, Feng Ning sighed, "But I heard from others that he has had at least four or five girlfriends since he entered high school, and he lived a very happy life."
"Why are you telling me this?"
She said seriously: "Brainwash you."
"What brainwashing?"
"When you are young and don't know anything, regrets are common." Feng Ning's perfunctory words were right beside his ears, "Like or not is a matter of a moment, don't take it too seriously."
After a few seconds of silence, he asked, "Did you break your leg or your brain?"
"Um?"
Jiang Wen's tone was filled with undisguised disdain, colder than the snow falling outside: "How dare you say such hypocritical words."
Feng Ning: “…”
She was choked by his venomous words for two seconds, and said angrily: "Hey, why didn't I realize you were so mean before?"
"I never realized you were so stupid before."
Feng Ning laughed in anger.
Although the intersection between the two of them all started with her deliberate planning. She approached him with the intention of "educating" him, but after getting to know him, she found that Jiang Wen was not as annoying as she imagined. Although he lacked some manners, he was sometimes quite funny and cute.
So even though his words were harsh, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
—He didn’t sound like he was “trapped”.
How could Jiang Wen not understand the main idea of her words? She now knew how to beat around the bush and was not as sharp as before.
Who doesn't have any backbone
He had always been a favored child in the eyes of others, and his self-esteem was trampled on time and time again. Jiang Wen was already discouraged.
Now, when there was a little contact, she avoided him like a snake and scorpion, and repeatedly drew a clear line between them. Jiang Wen's anger, which had been suppressed for a long time, was gradually aroused by her.
He spoke without thinking, and began to swear in anger: "I was so blind before that I didn't realize that you have low taste, narcissism and arrogance. Please don't use those bullshit youth pain quotes that you read from who knows where to educate me in the future."
How did a good chat turn into a quarrel between kindergarten kids? Feng Ning came back to his senses, wondering if something was wrong.
She didn't say anything, so why did she get so angry
Feng Ning struggled for a moment and said angrily, "Some people, it's OK that they couldn't love me before, but why are they attacking me personally now?"
"Who can't love you?" Her words provoked him to anger and shame.
"Hey, hey, I didn't say it was you. You admitted it yourself."
Jiang Wen pretended to let go, "Come down and walk by yourself."
A man who knows the current situation is a hero. Feng Ning decided not to argue with him and pretended to be magnanimous: "Okay, okay, I was wrong, I was wrong."
When they were almost at the classroom door, Jiang Wen threw her down roughly. Feng Ning lost her balance and stumbled twice, barely maintaining her balance.
When she was about to leave, she called him.
Jiang Wen stopped.
"Although you have humiliated and scolded me in various ways today, I, Lord Feng Ning, will not bear grudges. A prime minister can tolerate many mistakes." Feng Ning patted his chest.
Jiang Wen closed his eyes and used all his life's training to restrain himself. He walked away.
She yelled from behind: "Thank you for helping me find my phone today! I wish Jiang Wen a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!!!"
As New Year's Day is approaching, the school has humanely decided to give us a half-day holiday. According to the tradition of Qide, each class holds a New Year's Eve party in their own class.
The cultural and arts committee member had a student meeting in the afternoon and had no time to prepare for the party. She found Meng Taoyu, the most talkative and kind person in the class, and begged her for a long time, finally getting Meng Taoyu to agree to help buy the decorations, ribbons, balloons, fireworks, etc.
After receiving the class fee from the class monitor, Meng Taoyu walked out of the school gate and hailed a taxi.
After the master finished counting the time, he asked her where she was going.
Meng Taoyu had no experience, so she thought for a moment and asked, "Do you know of any place nearby that sells small accessories?"
The master thought for a while, turned the steering wheel, and said, "I know!"
When she got off the car and saw the shabby blue sign at the entrance of the market, Meng Taoyu was stunned.
This, this is Changzheng Market
There are two main streets in Changzheng Market, one is Luo Street and the other is East Street.
Meng Taoyu was timid and well-behaved, never daring to go to any messy places. When she was in elementary school or junior high school, she heard from others that there was a famous low-class concentration area in the south city, where large-scale vicious fights often occurred, and it was chaotic and lively all year round. It was the East Street of Changzheng Market.
Looking at the watch, if he went somewhere else now, it would be too late to decorate the classroom. Meng Taoyu was in a dilemma.
After hesitating for a long time, she mustered up the courage to go in, thinking that nothing would happen during the day. Along the way, there were foot massage shops, barber shops, and food stalls that had not yet opened. Everything was quite normal, not the dangerous place she had imagined.
Meng Taoyu didn't dare to walk too far, so she just found a grocery store and picked up some candies, melon seeds and snacks. She walked around and took things according to the list given by the cultural and arts committee.
She had rarely shopped alone, and she was always in a daze when paying the bill. She didn't know how to bargain with others, and she just went by whatever the boss said.
Finally she finished shopping and came out, she breathed a sigh of relief. Walking on the street, two or three people followed behind her to introduce products. Meng Taoyu was good-tempered and politely refused, waving her hand: "Sorry, I don't need it for the time being."
Just as she was about to walk out, a man stopped her with his arms folded.
As soon as she said sorry, the man smiled and said, "Sister, are you alone? Do you want to play billiard with your brother?"
Meng Taoyu clenched the plastic bag in her hand and took a few quick steps to the side.
The man took a few steps away and stopped her casually, "Just one plate. I've been watching you for a long time. Is this your first time? And you're still a student?"
Meng Taoyu's body froze, and she panicked. She looked around for help, but the people passing by seemed to be used to it.
She turned around and tried to run, but found that someone had already followed her, and the gangsters surrounding her all laughed.
"What are you going to do?" Meng Taoyu's legs went weak and she didn't even know where to look.
"Play a game of billiards with my brother."
The encirclement gradually shrank, and she was about to cry: "No, I want to go back to school, I won't go."
Someone laughed, "Brother Nan, stop teasing other students."
Brother Nan took a step closer and said, "It's just for fun, there's nothing else to do."
A person suddenly flashed through Meng Taoyu's mind, and she whispered, "Don't stop me, I, I'm here to find my brother."
The man was very interested: "Looking for your brother, who is your brother?"
"My brother..." Meng Taoyu's face turned pale, and she closed her eyes, trying to save the situation. "My brother is Meng Hanmo."
Who would have thought that when this name came out, Brother Nan looked at her intently and repeated, "Meng Hanmo?"
A glimmer of hope rose in Meng Taoyu's heart, and she nodded hastily, "Yeah, it's him."
At this moment, the people at the outermost edge shouted, "Brother Mo!"
How could such a coincidence happen
Meng Taoyu's face was full of surprise, and she opened her eyes wide to confirm.
It's really him.
Meng Hanmo was holding a cigarette with one hand in his pocket. The moment he looked over, she was so excited and nervous that tears started to fall.
"There's a schoolgirl here who I say is your sister?" asked the man who had just called him.
They made way. There were two people following Meng Hanmo. He squinted his eyes and glanced at Meng Taoyu, paused, and spoke in a low and hoarse voice, "Oh, my sister."
The banter of several people came to an abrupt end.
The entire "handover" process was very peaceful, and Meng Taoyu followed them.
Chen Xi still remembered her, "You are classmate Ningzi, right? You came to East Street alone, you are quite fierce."
Having just survived a disaster, Meng Taoyu's face was still wet with tears, and her face was almost buried in her chest. "Our class is having a New Year's Eve party, I came to buy some things."
"Have you finished buying things?" After finishing a cigarette, Meng Hanmo slowly turned his head.
Meng Taoyu didn't dare to look him in the eye. She raised the plastic bag in her hand and said, "It should be... it should be almost done."
Chen Xi smiled: "You are quite smart. You know how to announce Brother Mo's name in East Street."
His words made Meng Taoyu embarrassed again. She stammered and apologized, "I'm sorry... I didn't mean it..."
I don't know what touched these people's funny bones, but they burst into laughter.
Chen Xi and his friends rarely come into contact with a good girl like Meng Taoyu, so they feel fresh after talking to her for a few words. The little girl's gloves and scarf are all pink, and the hood of her down jacket has two rabbit ears. She looks like a little rabbit.
When they had almost finished laughing, Meng Hanmo tilted his head lazily and said, "Let's go."
"Ah?" Meng Taoyu was stunned for a moment.
"Take you back to school."
Chen Xi: "The Passat's car keys are with Ah Hu. He's gone to get some goods."
Meng Hanmo said "oh".
Watching them walk away, the guy with the short hair made a surprised expression: "What's wrong with Brother Mo today? You are so gentle."
There was snow on the road, so the car was driving slowly. Meng Hanmo sat in the front, supporting his head with one hand.
Meng Taoyu placed her hands neatly on her knees and just stared at his profile, in a daze for a few seconds.
When he turned his head, she suddenly came to her senses and blushed. She picked up her phone to cover up and started to look through the messages in the class group.
Feng Ning was sitting at the entrance of the classroom and witnessed Jiang Wen being surrounded by several girls in the corridor. They gave him scarves, handmade biscuits, and chocolates.
She thought absentmindedly, winter is such a romantic season. The lingering snow gives people the feeling that they can walk hand in hand until old age.
Zhao Binlin came over from behind and placed a greeting card on Fengning's desk.
Feng Ning opened it directly, smelled the perfume, and grinned: "Wow, Zhao Binlin, you are so exquisite?"
"Yeah, what about yours?"
"My what?"
Zhao Binlin asked curiously, "You don't write New Year cards to others?"
I didn't realize he still had a girlish heart. Feng Ning raised her eyebrows and said, "I don't write greeting cards. It's meaningless."
The main reason is that greeting cards are expensive. An ordinary one costs one dollar, and a fancy one costs more than ten dollars. It's a loss if so many people buy a piece of tattered paper.
Zhao Binlin yelled, "No, I wrote it for you, you have to return the favor."
Feng Ning pinched his chin and pretended to think: "Okay, then wait for me for ten minutes."
The classroom was getting more and more noisy as they began to prepare for the venue. Zhao Binlin was sweating from the heat, so he took off his coat and casually threw a red sticky note folded into a triangle to Jiang Wen.
He didn't react at first and frowned: "What is this?"
"I asked Feng Ning for the New Year's card." Zhao Binlin shook the green sticky note in his hand, "She also wrote one for you."
Jiang Wen said "oh" but didn't open it. He just threw it into the pile of gifts on the table and ignored it.
Zhao Binlin casually placed the sticky note on the table and turned aside to talk to someone else.
Jiang Wen took it and took a look.
There was another picture, a boy holding a basketball and wearing AJ sneakers. He glanced at it with disdain, folded the sticky note in half and threw it aside.
Maintaining an outward indifference, he opened his phone and played a few games until the screen showed that the game was over.
Jiang Wen leaned back, turned off his phone, slowly picked a gift and began to open it.
After you take one apart, throw it away and start with the next one.
Gradually, the gifts disappeared and only a triangular sticky note remained on the desk.
There was no expression on his face. He tapped the edge of the table with his fingers from time to time. Finally, he took it and opened it.
I wish Jiang Wen a happy new year and happiness every year!
There was just a single line of words and nothing else, not even a signature.
Another sticky note was at hand, Jiang Wen took it and read it again.
The character above is cute and vivid, wearing a number 8 jersey, and even the dimples on his face are drawn.
Ten seconds passed and he sneered.
Jiang Wen tore off Zhao Binlin’s sticky note.