From a distance, in Jiantang, Xiaoxi and Tongtong were leaning over the cash register and whispering, "Is that really Ningning's boyfriend?"
Tongtong pondered for a while, "It can't be my brother." As she was talking, she pointed with her hand and said excitedly: "Look, look over there, they're kissing, damn."
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After a moment of silence, Feng Ning suddenly chuckled, "Oh? What do you want to do to me?"
She looked down a few inches and pretended to reach out with one hand, but Jiang Wen's expression froze and he blocked it awkwardly.
Feng Ning teased him slowly, "Why, are you reacting?"
"You..." Jiang Wen's face was full of wonderful expressions. He blushed and took a deep breath, "Are you still a woman?"
Feng Ning pinched his face and said, "Little boy, you are just imitating others to make dirty jokes?"
"I'm not a kid." Jiang Wen repeated, "Don't treat me like a kid. I'm a," he said awkwardly, looking away, "a man."
Feng Ning stood up from him, touched his chin, and looked at the skinny boy in front of him.
Jiang Wen felt his arms empty and a little lost. He bent his fingers slightly, trying to grab her back.
Feng Ning said with a smile, "Man? Looking at your tender face, I always feel like you are abducting a minor."
Jiang Wen hummed, his throat dry, "Didn't you kidnap me?"
Feng Ning was a little helpless, "It was obviously you who fell in love with me at first sight, why are you saying I abducted you now?"
“… … .”
It was time to get off work, so Feng Ning asked Jiang Wen to wait for a while. As soon as she entered Jian Tang, she was surrounded by people. Two little girls followed her all the way to the locker room.
Watching Feng Ning changing clothes, Xiao Xi leaned against the door frame and asked, "Ningzi, where did you get such a handsome guy?"
She mumbled: "I picked it up on the road on a rainy day."
Xiaoxi was envious and worried, "Then you should be careful. Even handsome men are fickle. You never know when you will be cuckolded."
Feng Ning closed the cabinet door, took the key, and smiled silently.
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With two beeps, the pink and white electric donkey unlocked. Feng Ning shouted at Jiang Wen, "Come here, can you ride a bike?"
Jiang Wen shook his head.
"Then I'll give you a ride."
Seeing that he was hesitant, Feng Ning tilted his head and urged him, "Hurry up and get in the car."
After the people behind her were seated firmly, she put her feet on the pedals and sped off, "lte's go!"
The summer night breeze felt cool on my body. Feng Ning asked, "How come you can't even ride an electric bike? Can you ride a bicycle?"
"Won't."
"The cerebellum is not well developed."
Feng Ning smiled lightly and said nonchalantly, "Take the bus back to school later. I need to go home to take a shower and sleep, as I have an early class tomorrow. As for you, you are so busy with your studies now, so don't come to me all the time, and don't think about other things at school, understand?"
While waiting for the traffic light, Feng Ning turned back inadvertently. She had been very good at reading other people's faces since she was a child, and she could tell someone was depressed with just a casual glance. She said, "Why, are you unhappy?"
After a delay, Jiang asked in an inaudible voice, "Do you really like me? You don't want to see me at all."
Unlike him, his mind is full of her whenever he has free time.
When I have no free time, my mind is full of her.
Feng Ning sighed secretly in his heart, "How can I pretend to like you? Isn't this a special period? You are busy and I am busy too."
Jiang Wen said calmly: "I think you are... because..."
Before he could finish, Feng Ning took over for him: "Because you were in my..." She subconsciously still resisted mentioning Qi Lan, and paused for a few seconds before continuing, "You accompanied me when the accident happened, and then I softened my heart and agreed to be with you?"
Although thinking about this, Jiang Wen was still a little depressed by what she said.
"I'm also pretty shallow when it comes to feelings. I simply can't resist your face and my heart is stirred."
Feng Ning's voice floated over with the wind, not very serious, "Besides, it's the 21st century now. Do you really think there are still people who would repay a favor by giving themselves to you? This isn't a TV show."
Jiang Wen suddenly remembered the unreliable trick Zhao Binlin had given him before, "At worst, you can just risk it all and sacrifice your looks to seduce Feng Ning. I don't believe there is any woman in this world who can resist your looks. It doesn't exist, buddy."
There is an old Chinese saying that goes, "When beauty fades, love fades." He asked anxiously, "Then I will become ugly one day. Will you no longer like me then?"
"You still want to go that far?"
Feng Ning finished speaking subconsciously, and didn't hear him speak for a long time. He was probably angry again. This man is really a combination of a stingy person and a jealous person. In front of him was Yujiang Lane. Feng Ning parked the car aside and said, "Come down, honorable Lord Jiang."
After Jiang Wen got off the car, she squatted down and locked the electric scooter.
The moonlight was like fog. They stood by the road. Feng Ning pulled Jiang Wen's neck down, stood on tiptoe and kissed him beside his brow. She touched her forehead to his. "Okay, be good and don't let me worry."
Watch him get in the car.
Feng Ning turned and walked into the yard. It was pitch black all around her and her expression gradually faded.
After locking the door, he took a shower and went to bed. There was a table lamp on the bedside, the light was dim, and Feng Ning curled up in the quilt, looking at the dream catcher shaking on the window.
Even though she was exhausted, she still couldn't fall asleep at night. Smelling the smell of her mother's clothes, Feng Ning lay on the bed, holding her hands to her heart, curled up. She waited for the time, keeping her eyes open until dawn.
The cicadas chirped non-stop in the summer, and the days passed by like flowing water. Zhao Huiyun used her connections to introduce Feng Ning to several jobs. She was busy from day to night, working non-stop, and she didn't stop even when she was exhausted.
Once after get off work, she ran into Shuangyao who was going home to get something. She was stunned for a moment, then stopped and looked at Fengning, "Ningning, what's wrong with you? You look much more haggard."
Feng Ning did not comment.
"How are you doing recently? Tell me if you have anything."
Feng Ning thought about it and smiled at her, "Almost, it's OK."
There is nothing that cannot be overcome.
In the six months since Qi Lan passed away, she began to suffer from insomnia frequently. She would dream about her mother at night and wake up from the dream. When she touched her face, it was covered with tears.
Life is an unspeakable tragedy. The deep pain will slowly disappear at some point, lying dormant in the wound. When the night is still, it will come back again. She may have overestimated herself.
Feng Ning is not a superman, she is not omnipotent.
However, when a new day comes and one has to face all the difficulties in life again, no one has the right to be decadent. During the day, when facing guests, Feng Ning mobilized all his energy and joked with them normally without any neglect.
She seemed to be split into two.
She is in front of people, and she is behind people. Gradually, all of Feng Ning's enthusiasm and happiness would suddenly stop when no one was around.
Her body was empty, and life was like filming a movie. As soon as the director called cut, all expressions, language and actions disappeared in an instant.
One day, Feng Ning suddenly realized that something was wrong. She felt a little uneasy. She hated her gloomy and fragile side and tried hard to regulate her emotions, but she could no longer control her ability to think and feel.
April, May, and June, like an arrow shot from a bow, whizzed through the last bit of the high school students' student life.
Feng Ning was extremely busy, but she would spend more than ten minutes on the phone with Jiang Wen every day. Occasionally, she would take some time off in the afternoon to visit him at school. When he got out of class, she would stroll around the honor roll. Jiang Wen had good grades and was firmly in the first place.
She didn't have much time, so she could only walk with him on the playground. Perhaps because she was too tired from work, Feng Ning began to talk less and less.
When the two of them were together, Jiang Wen became the talkative one. She mostly listened, and then teased him from time to time as she used to.
Jiang Wen has a bad habit—he likes to ask Feng Ning to hand in his cell phone and then check it carefully.
Because Feng Ning often doesn't answer the phone, Jiang Wen wanted to confirm whether he was the only one who was treated like this.
Checking up on her is a must. After logging her calls, you also need to check who she recently chatted with on WeChat.
Feng Ning was still sucking on a lollipop. She glanced at him and said vaguely, "Don't you think you're like an elderly housewife? You're always worried that your husband might cheat on you."
Jiang Wen pretended not to hear and checked his phone.
The exciting college entrance examination ended on a plain sunny day. Summer vacation came and Hunan TV started to re-broadcast My Fair Princess.
Feng Ning also went to the farewell dinner. Zhao Binlin and Xi Gaoyuan were also there, and she drank a lot of wine at the dinner table.
Zhao Binlin could drink quite well, but he couldn't drink as much as Feng Ning. He said to Jiang Wen with a big tongue, "Brother, I wish you a happy marriage and I'm looking forward to drinking your wedding wine."
Young people always think that time is slow, and the present moment can stretch into eternity. Feng Ning picked up a glass of wine and said, "The college entrance examination is finally over. I wish you can escape from the sea of suffering." After saying that, he raised his head and drank it all.
"Drink less." Jiang Wen restrained her hand.
The meal was very lively. After the meal, several boys staggered here and there. Jiang Wen did not drink alcohol, but was responsible for sending the drunks home.
One by one, they left. Jiang Wen sent them off and returned to the dining table. Feng Ning was lying on her stomach, her face pale, her eyes closed, her lips tightly pursed. He touched her ear, "Feng Ning?"
Feng Ning seemed not to hear it.
So Jiang Wen bent down slightly and called out again, but she still didn't say anything. He thought she was drunk and fell asleep. The light was bright, and he squatted down beside her and looked up at her.
With a flick of her eyelashes, Feng Ning frowned even more tightly. She opened her eyes slightly and saw Jiang Wen. She seemed a little confused, and after two seconds, she finally spoke: "Oh... You are here, let's go."
Jiang Wen looked at her intently and wiped away the faint traces of water from the corners of her eyes with his fingers, "Did you fall asleep just now?"
"I didn't fall asleep. I was a little tired, so I took a nap." She rubbed her red eyes and stood up.
The place where they had dinner was near Yujiang Lane, and they walked back. There was a lot of traffic at the intersection, and Jiang Wen hesitated to speak: "Have you been very busy recently?"
Feng Ning's eyelids twitched, and he joked with him as usual, "When am I not tired?"
Jiang Wen didn't know what to say, "I don't think you're very happy."
"Happy? I don't know how to be happy. There are too many people I have to deal with every day. I'm a little tired."
The expression on Feng Ning's face was no different from usual, he looked carefree as if he was joking.
After saying that, she continued walking forward as if nothing had happened.
But for a moment Jiang Wen had an illusion.
What Feng Ning said was true.
The shopping mall in Jiangpi held a large-scale hot sale, and the flow of people has increased dramatically recently. The ladies at the counters are all dressed appropriately and greet customers with the most standard smile. It is already dark, and Fu has been newly decorated.
The front desk manager took the initiative to come over, took the things that the ladies were carrying, and led them to sit on the sofas in the central area.
The air conditioner was on in the store. Shi Zhimei was tired from shopping. She pounded her legs and said, "The scores will be out in a few days, right? How did Xiaowen do?"
Yin Yan glanced at Jiang and asked, "It should be OK. Is Xiaorou going to CAFA?"
Pei Shurou smiled and replied, "Yes, maybe I can live in the same city as Jiang Wen. By the way, Auntie, you can take a look at the new models in this store later. My classmate recommended them to me and said they are pretty good."
A clerk holding a tray knelt gently on the plush carpet and placed the cups of water in front of them one by one.
fu is a high-end luxury brand in Japan. This kind of kneeling service is very common. Yin Yan chatted and laughed with the people around him and ignored the person kneeling next to him.
Jiang Wen was talking to Pei Shurou when the waiter handed him a glass of water. He took it and said thank you out of habit. He took a sip and looked up to see her face. Jiang Wen choked and coughed violently. He stood up from the sofa immediately because he was so shocked.
Yin Yan turned around and asked in confusion, "What are you doing? You're making a fuss."
Feng Ning put on a mature makeup for work. The last time they met was two years ago, so Yin Yan had no impression of her.
The manager who was waiting beside him also noticed something was wrong and scolded, "Xiao Ning, how do you do your job?"
Jiang Wen didn't expect to meet her in such an occasion, so he pulled her up.
Feng Ning didn't reveal any flaws, and treated her like a complete stranger, politely and a little apologetically: "I'm sorry, I didn't burn you, did I?" She said as she stood up.
After looking for a long time, Yin Yan noticed something was wrong and frowned, "Why, Xiao Wen, do you know her?"
Everyone stared at Jiang Wen, as if waiting for his answer.
"She is my..."
Just after saying a few words, Feng Ning interrupted him and said, "Hello, Auntie, I am his former classmate."
"... ..."
Jiang Wen wanted to say something, moved his lips, but held back.
Yin Yan was a little surprised, "Classmate? Then why are you here?"
Pei Shurou put down the cup in her hand and stood up, speaking warmly, "Feng Ning, I haven't seen you for a long time. Have you come here to work after dropping out of school?"
"Drop out of school?" Shi Zhimei raised her eyebrows.
Feng Ning responded, still standing there with a smile, "Something happened at home, so I took a year off from school."
"This is chrysanthemum tea, it clears away heat and detoxifies. You can try it and call me if you need it." Feng Ning said nothing more. He hugged the tray to his chest and bowed slightly to the group of people.
Jiang Wen's mind went blank for a moment as he watched her walk away, and he raised his foot to catch up with her. Pei Shurou instinctively grabbed his arm.
Jiang Yuyun seemed to be thinking about something, turned a page of the magazine, and coughed, "Xiao Wen, sit down, don't be rude."
The mall closes at about 9:30. Feng Ning finishes the work at hand and waits for the mall to close before going to the dressing room to pick up his phone to check.
Jiang Wen sent a WeChat message an hour ago: I'm waiting for you at the fountain at the entrance of the square.
She quickly changed her clothes, took her things and went to the fountain.
The lights and music of the fountain were still on. Feng Ning walked forward and kicked his shoes with his toes.
Jiang Wen looked at her from the side. He had been sitting here for a long time, and his skin was delicate, but there were several large lumps on his neck from mosquito bites.
Feng Ning stood in front of him, "What are you doing here?"
I heard him whisper, "Blow the wind."
Feng Ning took out some toilet water from her bag, rubbed it on her fingers, and rubbed the swollen area. "Are you angry?"
Jiang Wen pulled her hand down, "Just now, why didn't you say you were my girlfriend?"
Feng Ning said calmly: "Do you think that situation is appropriate? Besides, at our age, there are many uncertainties in the future, so you don't need to tell your family so early."
She worked from morning till night today and said too much, her voice was already hoarse. "This will only cause a lot of unnecessary trouble."
Jiang Wen looked at her, "If there is trouble, just solve it, and my mother will always know about it in the future."
"Let's talk about the future later. Why do you have to think so much?" Feng Ning said, "There are too many variables in the future. I only live in the present."
Jiang Wen was very resistant to these words, "So you have never thought about our future at all?"
"What are you thinking about, breaking up or something?"
"I've never thought about breaking up since I was with you."
Feng Ning didn't respond, her eyes were tired. She said, "I don't know what will happen in the future."
She put her hand on his shoulder, patted it, and said softly: "Don't think so much."
Jiang Wen suddenly felt a sense of loss and powerlessness.
The college entrance examination scores came out, and a red banner was hung in front of the entrance of Kaide School with Jiang Wen’s name printed on it—the top scorer in Nancheng City.
As expected by everyone, his score was good enough to get him into the best university in the capital. When September came, Feng Ning saw Jiang Wen off. At the Starbucks at the bottom of the airport building, Feng Ning gave him a hug.
After going to college, Jiang Wen still texted her frequently and called her frequently. Feng Ning also went back to school. She needed a source of income, so she didn't quit her night job. She went to school during the day and worked at night. She rarely checked her phone and replied to messages sporadically.
One Saturday afternoon, Feng Ning was half asleep and half awake when she received a video message from Jiang Wen.
"Why are you sleeping at this hour?"
Feng Ning got up from the bed with messy hair. Confused and dazed, he noticed the sunlight behind the curtains and realized it was not night. "Oh, I feel a little sleepy."
Feng Ning looked very bad and in a very depressed state of mind. Jiang Wen didn't notice and said to himself, "You haven't replied to my message in two days."
"Yeah."
"Why?"
Feng Ning moved slightly and rubbed his forehead, "I've been a little busy lately."
Jiang Wen felt a little uncomfortable, "You always say this, we barely talk for a week, what are you busy with?"
Feng Ning was quiet and absent-minded.
“I don’t like long-distance relationships.”
Less than two months into college, he had already mentioned it more than once. Jiang Wen's recklessness made Feng Ning a little unbearable, "So what do you want to do? Come back and repeat a year with me?"
"If the two of us continue like this."
Moving to the bay window, Feng Ning stared at his wrist for a long time, "Jiang Wen, you really shouldn't have such an idea. This is stupid. I don't need anyone's company. I don't want to be responsible for your future life."
"It's just a university. Do you think it can determine my life?"
"I can't decide yours, but I can decide mine."
They quarreled after just a few words, which was their normal behavior recently. The last time they talked, they quarreled about which university Feng Ning would apply to next year, and this time, they quarreled about whether Jiang Wen should repeat his studies.
The conversation came to a halt and the two parted unhappily.
After the noise, there is endless silence.
Feng Ning was silent and dazed as usual. Her chest felt stuffy and she had the illusion that she couldn't breathe. She opened the drawer of the bedside table and took out the medicine box. She poured out a few pills and swallowed them.
Jiang Wen flew back the next day. This was the third time this month.
Feng Ning asked for leave from his teacher.
After having a meal with Jiang Wen, she looked at him quietly, as if thinking about what words to use. "You should do what you should do, and don't always waste time coming back to me."
He looked at her, "I know what I should do."
"Don't put all your energy on me, okay?" Feng Ning sighed, "I'm having a hard time studying right now. I can't guarantee that I'll be admitted to your current school, but I'll try my best. Let's stop arguing."
Jiang Wen sensed her impatience, "I just want you to reply to my message, is that so difficult?"
"Sorry." Feng Ning explained with some difficulty, "I don't look at my phone very often."
Jiang Wen had never liked someone so much, and he had never been in a long-distance relationship. It was like walking on a good road, but lost his direction. He couldn't stand Feng Ning's sudden indifference, and his breathing was a little disordered. "Why do you make me feel like I am dispensable to you, and there is no equality between us. It seems that I am the only one who cares about our future, and you don't care at all, right?"
"I really don't have time to think about these things." Feng Ning controlled the emotions that were spreading, "You are good to me, and I am very grateful to you, so I can't bear to hurt you. But this doesn't mean you can morally blackmail me."
"What... moral kidnapping?"
"What you are saying to me now is moral kidnapping."
The four words "moral kidnapping" were like a bucket of gasoline poured on his face. The fire in Shaodi Jiangwen's heart grew more and more intense, mixed with an indescribable grievance.
"I just want to see you, want to call you, want to go to the same university as you. In your eyes, this is moral kidnapping?"
The depressing atmosphere quietly flowed between the two of them.
Feng Ning felt a sense of exhaustion and suffocation. She looked directly into Jiang Wen's eyes and said, "Right now, I feel like it's a burden. I'm really tired."
Jiang Wen didn't expect her to say that. Almost instantly, anger surged up, and there was obvious pain in his eyes, "You don't like me?"
"No, I like you."
He knew now was not the right time to continue the conversation, but he still lost control, "But I can't feel it at all."
Feng Ning downplayed it, feeling a little confused: "Maybe I don't love you enough? Sorry."
"What's the meaning."
"I like the stars, the moon, the sun, and I like many things, but none of them can make me cry, including you."
"Jiang Wen, I like you, but I don't love you." She said, "So, don't have such high expectations of me, okay?"
He had a thousand words to say, but they were all blocked by her words "I don't love you". It was as if something was suddenly revealed, and Jiang Wen finally realized that from the beginning to now, all this was his one-man show.
She watched coldly, but he sang with great devotion.
"The situation between the two of us has made each other very tired. I feel that I can't return the same amount of your feelings. You are unbalanced, and I am getting more and more tired."
Feng Ning said, "Why don't we separate for a while so that we can both calm down."
Jiang Wen was half frozen there, not knowing how to react. He was silent for a long time.
"I'm sorry, it's just my bad temper."
Jiang Wen's voice was hoarse, "I didn't realize that I made you very tired. I was too willful before. I will change in the future."
"Don't be like this, Jiang Wen."
Feng Ning wanted to continue talking, but he interrupted her, "I don't want to break up, even if you..." He said with difficulty, "Even if you don't love me, it doesn't matter."
Feng Ning didn't know what to feel. She looked at him and didn't speak for a long time.
Finally, she said, "Okay, sure."
Jiang Wen began to reduce the frequency of calling and texting her. It was two months later that he saw her again.
Two days before New Year's Day, Jiang Wen flew back to South City.
He sat on a bench at the bus stop at the entrance of Yujiang Alley and spent the entire afternoon there, waiting for Fengning to come home from school.
The sky gradually darkened, and the orange sunset became a hazy mass. Feng Ning lowered his head, not looking at the road ahead, and walked slowly.
As soon as he shouted a word, Shuangyao came running out from the alley and hugged Fengning tightly.
There was a road across the street, and cars were passing between them.
Feng Ning let Shuang Yao hold him, resting his head on her shoulder, smiling happily.
It was Jiang Wen... a smile that I hadn't seen in a long time, a smile that came from the heart, happy and relaxed.
She seemed like she hadn't been this happy in a long time.
He pulled the suitcase and stood still.
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At around 7 or 8 in the evening, Feng Ning finished a homework assignment. Suddenly remembering that tomorrow was New Year's Eve, she took out her phone and sent a message to Jiang Wen:
-What are you doing
The last time they chatted was the day before yesterday. Jiang Wen sent her a message saying "good night" and she replied with a message "moon has passed". The distance between the two was becoming more and more obvious.
Anyway, this is the norm. Any enthusiasm will be gradually worn away by distance and time.
Jiang asked: Are you done with your work
Feng Ning stared at these words for a long time. His cautiousness suddenly made her feel a little guilty. She put down the pen and thought about it before replying.
-Nothing else, do you want to make a video call
The reply came quickly: Then come down, I'm at your door.
Feng Ning was a little slow to react. She casually put on a coat, sat down in front of the makeup mirror, rolled up her sleeves, poured liquid foundation on her arms, smoothed them out, and then used concealer to cover the remaining marks, then grabbed the keys and went downstairs.
Jiang Wen sat on a bench in the night. It was cold, and he was wearing a dark blue coat, his face red from the cold.
He seems to have always preferred this color.
Feng Ning slowed down his pace, walked forward, and handed him a hot water bottle, "Why didn't you tell me you were coming back?"
The temperature outside was very low. Feng Ning shivered with cold and sat down next to him. "Come back to play for a few days?"
"Leave the day after tomorrow."
She raised the corners of her lips, "When did you arrive?"
“Just got off the plane.”
After a moment of silence, Feng Ning noticed, "You didn't bring your luggage back?"
"It's in the hotel."
"You didn't tell your family?"
Jiang Wen shook his head.
The two of them were speechless. Feng Ning pulled his hand over and felt the temperature: "Are you cold?"
“It’s not cold.”
"Have you eaten yet?"
"I ate at the airport." Jiang Wen looked at her in the dim light, "How about you, how are you doing in school recently?"
Feng Ning shrank her neck and wrapped her scarf around her neck to block the cold wind. "It's OK. The new head teacher is good and likes me quite a bit."
It had only been a few months, but they seemed to have less and less topics to talk about. Everything was different from before. Feng Ning lowered his head and stared at his toes in a daze.
Her attention is easily distracted now. After two noises in her ears, Feng Ning realized that Jiang Wen was talking. She quickly adjusted her expression and turned her head, "Hmm?"
Jiang Wen suddenly stopped talking.
There was silence for a while. After a while, Jiang Wen whispered, "It's getting late, why don't you go home? Do you want to go out and play tomorrow afternoon?"
"Sure, send me a message when you get back to the hotel."
Feng Ning stood up, took two steps, and turned back. Jiang Wen was still sitting there, not moving, just looking at her.
She turned around, waved at him, and smiled: "See you tomorrow afternoon."
Jiang Wen nodded, "See you tomorrow."
The next day was New Year's Eve, and the streets were bustling. Feng Ning matched the festive atmosphere, wearing red, and took Jiang Wen to his favorite ramen restaurant.
While waiting for the food to be served, she ordered two cups of milk tea using his phone.
On TV, Leslie Cheung smiled and said to the female lead: "If you feel too tired, there is nothing wrong with saying goodbye in time."
They talked about Jiang Wen's college major for a while. Feng Ning didn't quite understand what he was saying, so she waited for him to finish before starting the next conversation. "Is college fun? How do you get along with your roommates? Is it stressful?"
"It's OK. There aren't many classes in the freshman year, so there's not much pressure."
Jiang Wen thought for a moment, "Two of my roommates are members of the student union, they are busier than me, the school..."
Feng Ning was staring at a pair of chopsticks and was distracted.
Jiang Wen paused, then continued to finish the rest of his words: "The school had a sports meet last month. I participated in the 1500 and won a place."
"Oh? Really?" Feng Ning sat up straight and nodded absentmindedly, "That's good. I haven't had time to run recently."
She tried to be energetic in front of him, but it was so obvious that she was losing energy bit by bit. It seemed like she had become a completely different person. Jiang Wen didn't know what the problem was, nor did he know what to do.
The last time they had a fight, Feng Ning said to him, "Your concessions and your dedication make me want to escape. I don't know how to respond to you in the same way."
The atmosphere was a bit dull, she sat opposite him and ate, feeding her mouth mouthful by mouthful. They didn't eat fast, but they would always finish.
After walking across the overpass, Feng Ning stood at the bottom and looked up. Many memories came to her mind. She looked back at Jiang and asked, "What do you want to do later?"
Jiang asked: "Take the bus?"
Feng Ning knew he was talking about bus No. 425, "Do you want to go see a movie first?"
"Can."
The movie ends at ten o'clock.
They were in sync, following the crowd and walking slowly. They found a bus stop nearby and paid for the bus.
Sitting on the night bus, looking out, the street was very busy. Feng Ning's smile disappeared, and she clearly felt that some emotions were suddenly disconnected.
Don't want to talk.
I leaned my head against the car window, feeling fatigue washing over me.
Jiang Wen turned his head and looked at her.
Feng Ning showed no emotion, and was filled with an impenetrable silence. He said, "Are you not happy being with me?"
"Ah?" Feng Ning didn't know what went wrong. Recalling what had just happened, she looked at him with a little confusion, and her tone was a little guilty. "I'm not unhappy. I've been under a lot of pressure from studying recently, so I don't feel like talking."
Jiang Wen said calmly: "When I am with you, I am the happiest."
Feng Ning's mind finally came to its senses and he had a premonition of what he was going to say next.
There was a pause of several seconds.
"I don't know how to get you back."
Jiang Wen's expression suddenly faded, "Feng Ning, let's break up."
Feng Ning didn't answer for a long time, as if she was concentrating on looking at the scenery outside the window. She turned her head and said, "Happy New Year."
It turned out to be past twelve o'clock.
Jiang Wen hummed.
She put her hands in her pockets and stood up. "We're at the final stop. Get off."
This is where their story begins.
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On the way back in the car, Feng Ning asked, "Do you want to listen to another song?"
Jiang Wen shook his head. Then neither of them said anything. When they reached the city center, they got off the car together. There were voices everywhere, and gorgeous fireworks exploded one after another above their heads.
Feng Ning asked calmly, "Have you made up your mind?"
Jiang Wen didn't move, his eyes filled with fatigue and pain.
She nodded thoughtfully, "It's my fault."
"Then I'm leaving." Feng Ning pointed to Jiang Wen, "Once I cross this road, I won't look back. You can go too."
Feng Ning looked at him seriously, then smiled and said, "I am also very happy when I am with you."
She left.
Standing on the brightly lit street, Jiang Wen suddenly felt a little confused.
If only time could stop forever at that summer when we first met, that would be wonderful.
Sixteen-year-old Jiang Wen, wearing a clean shirt, with cold and handsome eyes, is the boy that all the girls in the school admire but dare not approach.
The bright and scorching sun cast mottled shadows of the trees on the ground, and Feng Ning walked past him carefree.
She smiled at him, her eyes shining.
He died under her light.
The next afternoon, Feng Ning received a takeaway call.
When I came out of the classroom, I found it was drizzling. The rain was so thin that only a few people were holding umbrellas.
At the school gate, a young man in yellow clothes handed over a cup of milk tea, which was the one she ordered on Jiang Wen’s phone yesterday.
Feng Ning seemed to have been acupunctured, and she did not move for a long time. When others urged her, she came back to her senses, thanked them, and took the milk tea.
She walked forward with it, and instead of returning to the classroom, she went to the playground where she had once walked with Jiang Wen.
The phone vibrated.
-Fengning, I'm back to school.
She lowered her head and read the message. For a moment, she felt relieved, but her heart felt a dull pain that spread little by little. It was as if a stone was pressing down on her and she couldn't breathe.
The rain gradually got heavier, soaking his shirt. Feng Ning sat on the bleachers of the playground, resting his chin on his hands, staring blankly ahead.
One person finished his milk tea and sent a message to Jiang Wen:
Ok, bye.
The phone vibrated again:
-Um.
It should end here.
After deleting his chat box, Feng Ning put away his phone and walked down the stairs step by step.
There is a line in Spirited Away that says, when someone who has been with you for a long time is about to leave, even if you are reluctant, you should be grateful and wave goodbye.
Our end has arrived.
If you have to go after all.
Please be gentle when you leave me.
The author has something to say: Three updates combined into one! ! ! ! ! !
Send some small red envelopes today to relieve the pain~~~~