After Jiang Wen said this, he finally fell drunk on the table.
Feng Ning was stunned for a moment.
Upstairs, Min Yueyue was holding the microphone and singing aimlessly.
This puff of smoke rises, my body sinks
How I wanted to get closer
Your heart and eyes, mouth and ears have no destiny
I can't catch it
The lights in the room were dimmed. Jiang Wen seemed to be in pain, his brows furrowed, and he mumbled a few words in his sleep.
His face was very close, with dark eyelashes, a straight nose, and thin but soft lips.
Everything is just right.
Feng Ning looked at the small brown mole next to Jiang Wen's eyebrow, raised his hand, suspended it in the air, and slowly approached. When his fingertips were about to touch, he stopped at a very short distance.
She withdrew her hand.
...
...
Min Yueyue only knew a few words in Cantonese, so she hummed along. She turned on the original song and turned to talk to Bai Hongyi. "My favorite singer before was Faye Wong. People said she was ugly, but I think she's pretty. Especially in Chungking Express, she was so spiritual."
Bo Hongyi: "Faye Wong's songs are not very happy, and they have broken the hearts of many lovers in the world."
Lusha's Cantonese chanted repeatedly:
"I am afraid that tragedy will happen to me again.
The more beautiful something is, the less I can touch it."
Jiang Wen closed his eyes tightly, but a trace of pain that could not be concealed still leaked out from the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
Feng Ning was holding back his breathing. He took a towel and slowly wiped the wine off Jiang Wen's lips and chin.
The adult man's body was heavy, so she took slow steps, one step at a time, to help him back to the sofa.
When Feng Ning stood up, she found something on the ground. Judging from its appearance, it was a brown leather wallet. She bent down to pick it up for him. Several US dollars fell out of it.
Feng Ning opened his wallet and prepared to put the money back.
This wallet has three layers of gaps. Feng Ning opened one of the layers and the things inside made her hesitate.
Looks very familiar.
Instantly, uncontrollable emotions flooded her. She was nailed to the spot, in a trance for a few seconds.
Feng Ning took out the things inside.
—Two sticky notes and a lottery ticket, all sealed in plastic.
She recognized at a glance that one of the pages was written in her own handwriting, but Feng Ning's memory was fuzzy and she had no idea when she had written this sentence to Jiang Wen.
I wish Jiang Wen a happy new year and happiness every year!
The other one... ...is a sticky note with a peacock and a wine bottle. Feng Ning lowered his eyes slightly to look at the sleeping man.
There is also a line of words written on the back of this sticky note.
jwaifn16-
It was written by Jiang Wen.
She immediately thought of the strange name on Jiang Wen’s WeChat.
After I realized what it meant, the subtle sourness in my heart instantly reached the level of pain.
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...
The spotlights in the box were colorful, and Min Yueyue and Bai Hongyi were hugging each other.
They started kissing.
History repeats itself
In fact, what's the point of me cherishing you
Could it be that this time I hold you tight, I won't be in vain
Feng Ning found a thin blanket and covered Jiang Wen with it.
His left hand hung naturally from the sofa.
She sat down in another small corner, and the bright moonlight fell in, lightly and gently cutting out a silhouette.
Feng Ning stared at Jiang Wen's shadow, his entire body filled with an impenetrable silence.
After an unknown amount of time, she stood up, turned off the light, and left quietly.
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...
I have a hunch about everything.
Then I can't open my eyes and see fate coming
The lonely and sad song has come to the end.
Time seemed to be frozen at a point and the world fell asleep.
In the silence of the room, Jiang Wen opened his eyes.
Min Yueyue woke up at noon the next day and found that there was no one around her.
She picked up the phone beside her pillow with sleepy eyes and sent a message to Feng Ning:
my: Ningning, where are you
She didn't reply.
After washing up and going downstairs, I found that only Bai Hongyi was there. Min Yueyue asked, "Hey, where is handsome Jiang?"
Bai Hongyi was toasting: "He left very early, where is your friend?"
"She's gone too."
Bai Hongyi thought of something and said casually: "Do you feel that there is a strange feeling between Ryan and your friend?"
"Huh?" Min Yueyue said, "So you didn't know yet? They were together in high school."
Bai Hongyi was stunned for a moment, "Feng Ning?"
"yes."
"She is Ryan's ex-girlfriend in China?!"
Min Yueyue was a little confused: "Why are you so excited?"
Bai Hongyi's expression became very strange, "I have been curious about Ryan's legendary ex-girlfriend for a long time."
Min Yueyue took a bite of toast: "What are you curious about?"
"What kind of woman..." Bai Hongyi shook his head slightly and dragged his voice, "to hurt Ryan so badly."
"Is the injury serious? I don't know about that."
Min Yueyue pondered for a moment, "Besides, Ningning doesn't look like that... maybe you are talking about someone else?"
Bai Hongyi: "Is Feng Ning still single now? When did you meet? Have you ever heard her mention Ryan?"
"Yes, she's single. We just met when we were graduate students, and I've never heard her talk about her past."
Min Yueyue leaned against the edge of the stage and took another piece of toast. "Ningning has always been alone. I thought that handsome Jiang and she are a good match, so I deliberately dragged them out to play, hoping to create some sparks."
At this moment, a WeChat message popped up on the phone.
Ning: I'm going back first. You can focus on your relationship. Don't worry about what's going on between me and Jiang Wen.
Another month passed, and Feng Ning and Jiang Wen almost lost contact. That night, Jiang Wen was drunk, and the words he said unconsciously made her face his pain for the first time.
These may be just the tip of the iceberg. But she is not able to melt even the tip of the iceberg.
If the past relationship was torture for both of them, then they should separate, distance themselves, and restore their lives to peace. Just as if nothing had happened, this is what Feng Ning hopes to achieve.
For several weeks in a row, Shanghai began to experience cold and wet rain.
On Christmas Eve, when it was almost time to get off work, Feng Ning suddenly received a call from Guan Tongfu.
"Sister Ning, can you please do me a small favor?"
Feng Ning was looking at the financial statements for the previous quarter. "What can I do for you?"
"Xiaozhu and I are going to have dinner with Maruko's clients. Can you help deliver a document to their company after get off work? I missed one when I was sorting it out this afternoon."
Feng Ning looked at his watch and said, "Well, who should I give it to?"
Guan Tongfu: "A manager named Li. I'll give you his contact information."
Feng Ning hummed, "Send their company address to my phone."
Shuangyao came to Shanghai to celebrate Christmas this year. She took an evening flight and arrived at 8pm. Feng Ning was driving and thinking about this when he received her message.
Shuangyao: I'm delayed for another half an hour, but I'm about to take off. Flight 3u8889, I'm going to see you at Hongqiao T2 when I get off the plane, do you know? ! ! ! ! !
Ning: Got it. Turn off your phone and have a safe journey.
Shuangyao: I just checked in and got on the plane, we can still chat for a while.
Ning: I don’t have time to chat with you. I have something to do.
Maruko's company is located in an office building in a busy neighborhood in the inner ring. Feng Ning told the receptionist the purpose of her visit.
The front desk asked her to wait nearby.
Feng Ning walked to the side and called Manager Li.
After a while, the other end answered, "Hello, how are you?"
Feng Ning explained: "Hello, Manager Li, I am a translator from Hong Kong and I am here to deliver a document."
"Oh, sorry, I'm in a meeting right now."
There was a rustling sound over there, and it seemed that they had moved to a new location. Manager Li said, "I can't leave right now, so why don't you just put it at the front desk."
Feng Ning: "This document is quite important. If you are busy, you can say hello to the front desk and I will bring it to you?"
"Okay, okay, thank you for your help."
The elevator slowly rose, and when it reached the floor, the elevator door slid open.
Feng Ning passed by their office area, and the gold-plated sign of Maruko was hanging on the wall. When she passed by, she took a few more glances and found that their logo was something that looked like a cherry.
Feng Ning suddenly developed an inexplicable liking for him.
A sweet-looking girl poured Feng Ning a glass of water, took her inside, and explained, "Our company is holding a regular meeting today, but it's almost over. Manager Li asked me to take you in first."
Feng Ning thanked him and said, "It's okay."
As they walked around a corridor, a group of people suddenly appeared in front of them.
The man walking in front, bound in a smoothly tailored dark suit, looked both handsome and mature.
Feng Ning was stunned.
As they walked towards him, Jiang Wen suddenly slowed down his pace, turned his gaze, and met Feng Ning's eyes without blinking.
She moved aside to make way.
A door was pushed open in front of them, and Manager Li leaned out and called out to her, "Are you Miss Feng from the Hong Kong Interpretation Office?"
Feng Ning walked over quickly and said, "Yes."
While handing over the matter to Manager Li, all the clues in his mind were connected. Feng Ning was distracted and thought, this multinational company that Guan Tongfu mentioned was actually owned by Jiang Wen
Her mood suddenly became complicated.
...
...
Just then, a call came in from her cell phone. Feng Ning felt relieved and picked up the phone. She had been talking to the person on the other end, looking down at the road, not looking to either side, and just walked out.
Waiting at the elevator entrance, the floor number jumped from 17th to 24th. After finishing the story, Feng Ning lowered his eyes, responded twice, and hung up the phone.
The elevator door opened, she walked in, and someone followed her in.
Feng Ning tilted his head.
Jiang Wen also turned his head.
This was the first time Feng Ning saw Jiang Wen wearing such a formal suit, white shirt, and dark blue Windsor knot stuck at the collar. He looked him up and down for a few seconds, then looked away.
When the elevator descends, there is a feeling of weightlessness for a few seconds.
There were only two of them in the slightly smaller space. Jiang Wen asked in a low voice: "Why did you see me running just now?"
Feng Ning was very calm and asked back: "Why did you run when I saw you?"
"How should I know?"
The elevator went down three floors, stopped, and the door opened, and another group of people came in, separating the two people.
So they stopped talking.
The elevator reached the first floor, and everyone filed out. Feng Ning lagged behind a few steps, turned around and said goodbye to Jiang Wen politely, "I'm leaving first."
Jiang Wen put his hands in his trouser pockets, raised his eyes slightly, and said indifferently, "Can I treat you to a meal?"
Feng Ning heard his politeness and refused, "No thanks."
Jiang Wen said nothing.
After a pause, Feng Ning explained to him, "Shuangyao is here, I will go to the airport to pick her up later."
Jiang Wen suddenly asked: "That day I..."
Feng Ning interrupted him subconsciously: "No."
Jiang Wen glanced at her and said nothing.
"Let's go." Feng Ning said goodbye to him.
Shuangyao's flight was delayed by half an hour. Fengning lived in Yangpu District, and it took too long to drive there, so he just took the subway.
By the time we picked up Shuangyao and put the luggage at home and settled them before going out for dinner, it was almost twelve o'clock.
So they went to eat at Haidilao.
Along the way, Shuangyao kept questioning Jiang Wen, but Fengning ignored her.
After sitting in Haidilao and ordering food, Shuangyao was still chattering. Feng Ning said, "Are you here to see me or Jiang Wen?"
Shuang Yao sighed, "Isn't this just because I care about you? Do you know how worried I am when I saw you single for so many years? Really, I've made up my mind. If you don't get married in the future, I will have two children and give one to you."
Feng Ning was folding napkins and laughed when he heard this, "Is it that exaggerated?"
"So have you communicated with Jiang Wen? Has he let go of you, or can you two still develop something else?" Shuang Yao asked in a roundabout way.
"If we want to develop, we should have done it ten years ago. Why wait until now?"
Shuang Yao: "You can't say that. There are many people in their seventies and eighties who are still pursuing their first love. What's the difference between you and them?"
She stood up from her seat, walked over to Feng Ning, and sat down next to her. "Turn on your phone and let me check it."
"Check what?"
Shuang Yao picked up her phone: "Stop talking nonsense and unlock it quickly."
Feng Ning refused to cooperate.
Shuang Yao forcibly turned her face, aimed at her iris, and unlocked the face.
After watching for a few minutes with great purpose, Shuang Yao sighed, "Damn, Sister Ning is awesome, she's an old PUA girl."
Feng Ning was puzzled: "What does PUA mean?"
"You don't know this? Recently, a very popular term on Weibo is the abbreviation of pickartist, which means a master of picking up girls. When they fall in love with PUA men and PUA women, they usually end up being abused and unable to extricate themselves."
Shuang Yao put her phone on the table, and the WeChat interface stopped at the recent conversation between Feng Ning and Jiang Wen:
October 9, 202x 6:19 AM
-61nfiawj: I'm leaving
-61nfiawj: I drank too much last night, sorry to bother you.
-61nfiawj: Reply to the message after waking up
-Ning: Well, it’s okay.
-61nfiawj: I didn’t say anything yesterday, did I
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..
October 18, 202x at 9:09 pm
-61nfiawj: Feng Ning
-61nfiawj:
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Friday 11:51 PM
-61nfiawj: Do you still use WeChat
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..
Yesterday 23:20
-61nfiawj: ? Blocked me
-Ning: I’ve been busy with work recently and forgot to reply.
-61nfiawj: ... ...
-61nfiawj: What did I say to you when I was drunk that day
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...
17:18
-61nfiawj: When will Shuangyao leave
19:02
-61nfiawj: Never mind. Just do whatever you want.
Shuang Yao was in awe: "Others sent more than a dozen messages, and you only replied to a few? So perfunctory, can you be even more cruel?"
Feng Ning took a glance and pressed the lock screen, and the phone screen went dark again.
Shuang Yao was curious: "So what did Jiang Wen say to you when he was drunk? I think he seems to care about this matter."
Feng Ning: “Nothing.”
If Jiang Wen knew that he said those words in front of her after getting drunk, with his proud personality, he might never want to see her again in his life.
Shuang Yao pondered for a moment and muttered, "Wait, wait, wait, something's not right... something's not right."
She suddenly had an idea and urged, "Hurry up, Feng Ning, show me the chat records between you and Jiang Wen. I think I know something."
-61nfiawj
Shuang Yao pondered over Jiang Wen's WeChat ID.
The long message Jiang Wen just sent to Feng Ning made Shuang Yao suddenly sensitive. She said, "Ning Ning, if you are not being too sentimental, look at his WeChat name backwards."
"j, w, ai, f, n, 16-"
Shuang Yao almost jumped up, "Isn't this just jiangwenaifengning—Jiang Wen Ai Fengning??!"
Feng Ning didn't say anything.
Shuang Yao confirmed herself again, "Fuck, it really is true! It's definitely true!"
She seemed to have discovered some shocking secret, and excitedly pulled Feng Ning over, "Look, look quickly."
Feng Ning remained unmoved: "I discovered it a long time ago."
"Then there is one more '16-' left. What does this mean?"
Before Feng Ning could answer, Shuang Yao slapped her thigh and said, "I know. Could it be from the age of 16 to...?"
She paused, her expression a little blank: "It's over..."
Isn't that...
Jiang Wen loves Feng Ning, from the age of sixteen, until forever...
After a long time, Shuang Yao came back to her senses, her eyes sparkling with love, and she said angrily: "I really fucked a DJ, this is too romantic. Feng Ning, what is your reason? Did you save the Milky Way in your previous life? In this life, you have such a handsome, rich, and infatuated handsome guy who is played around by you?"
Feng Ning said: "Don't overthink it. The relationship between us is not what you think."
When the pot was ready, she was still upset. While rinsing the bean curd, she looked up and asked, "Why don't you try again with Jiang Wen? It's obvious that he hasn't let go of you yet."
It was unexpectedly quiet for a long time.
Feng Ning replied: "Have you heard the song "Undercurrent"? It was sung by Faye Wong and the lyrics were written by Lin Xi."
“No.”
“You can search it online.”
Shuang Yao took out her phone and searched on Baidu. She looked through a few interpretations and started reading. After reading for a while, she read aloud, "The love described in Undercurrent is calm on the surface, but in fact it is turbulent. Love is not obtained, and there is nothing you can do about it. You dare not get close, just because you are afraid that the tragedy will happen again."
Shuang Yao finished reading, "What a crappy song, so sad."
Feng Ning looked at her, "Shuangyao, I know the undercurrents, I dare not touch it."
—I know the undercurrent, but I dare not touch it.
Jiang Wen has loved Feng Ning since he was sixteen, but does he know that the Feng Ning now is no longer the sixteen-year-old Feng Ning
She hasn't been that for a long time.
It can be seen that Feng Ning is not joking.
Shuang Yao choked up and said solemnly, "Feng Ning, there is something I have wanted to tell you for a long time.
Feng Ning: “What?”
"Don't be the kind of person who looks ahead and behind, understands a lot of principles, but still can't live a good life."
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...
The meal was a bit dull.
Feng Ning lost most of his appetite.
Shuangyao went to the bathroom during the conversation, Fengning opened WeChat and clicked on Jiang Wen's dialog box.
Half an hour ago, he sent two more messages.
-61nfiawj: Don’t want to reply to my message
-61nfiawj: Okay, block me if you can.
The author has something to say: 1. Internet sentence: Don’t be the kind of person who knows a lot of principles but still can’t live a good life.
2. I looked up the meaning of the lyrics of Undercurrent on Baidu and chose the one above.