Feng Ning didn't move at all, his eyes changed several times from hesitation, panic, to defensiveness, and finally returned to indifference.
She turned back and walked forward.
He chased after her for a few steps and went over to stop her.
After a few seconds of stalemate, Feng Ning walked around him.
Jiang Wen grabbed her arm and pulled her back anxiously.
After struggling to get free, Feng Ning stared at Jiang Wen with a calm expression, "What are you doing?"
Jiang Wen looked at her, feeling that every nerve was twisted, "Do you... have a wound on your hand..."
His words were like a sharp hammer, violent and sudden, hitting my heart hard. My head buzzed, and hatred instantly rose in Feng Ning's eyes. She couldn't control her sneer, turned her wrist, and suddenly pulled back her hand, saying sternly: "I don't understand what you are saying."
Not expecting such a big reaction from her, Jiang Wen took a few steps back.
Feng Ning looked back at him calmly: "Who told you that?"
"doctor."
Hearing this answer, Feng Ning was slightly stunned, and his mind began to work quickly, "Did you hear this when you were helping me hand in the bill just now?"
Seeing Jiang Wen nodded, Feng Ning finally realized what was going on. She was a little annoyed. She almost exposed herself just now. In just a few minutes, Feng Ning recovered and said, "The injury on my hand was caused by an accident two years ago. I was scratched by a piece of falling glass."
"Accident?"
Feng Ning remained calm, "Yes, my whole arm was scratched." She made excuses for her loss of composure, "Although it's not a big deal, the scars left on my body are pretty ugly. I'm a person who cares about my reputation, so I usually don't show them to others."
Jiang asked: "Is it serious?"
"Some superficial injuries, they just look a little scary, nothing serious."
He was silent for a moment, then whispered, "So that's how it is."
When he spoke again, Feng Ning's tone was much softer, "Yes, what else?"
She seemed to be unable to hold back her laughter: "You just acted like that, if I didn't know, I would have thought I was going to jump off the building."
Jiang Wen also breathed a sigh of relief, "Why did you react so strongly if you could just say no?"
"If you didn't come here to see my scar, would I be angry?" Feng Ning rolled his eyes, "Do you know that there are differences between men and women?"
"What a bad temper."
The two exchanged a few words, and then a taxi stopped.
Feng Ning opened the car door and got in first. After getting in, she found Jiang Wen standing there. She said, "Why, you're not going home?"
Jiang Wen said, "You go first, I have something else to do."
Feng Ning closed the car door.
The taxi drove away and turned a corner, and Jiang Wen was soon left behind.
From a line to a black dot.
Feng Ning leaned back in his chair and looked out the window silently. Even though he had just put on a relaxed expression, his emotions were still in a mess.
Anyone can know about the past, it doesn’t matter, but Jiang Wen can’t.
Jiang Wen said no.
She didn't want him to know that beneath her perfect appearance, her heart had long been corroded and rusted.
Shuangyao returned to South City after playing in Shanghai for two days. On the day before the New Year, she suddenly received a call.
"Hello, is this Shuangyao?"
I couldn't tell who it was from the voice, so she answered, "Oh, yes, I'm Shuangyao, who are you?"
There was silence over there.
Shuang Yao was a little confused. Seeing that the other party was slow to speak, she took out her phone and looked at the caller. It was a number from Shanghai.
The other end replied: "I am Jiang Wen."
Shuang Yao was stunned, "Jiang Wen?"
He explained: "Feng Ning's former friend."
"Oh, I remember, I remember." She quickly realized, "You're looking for me to...?"
"I want to ask you about Feng Ning."
After a moment of silence, he added, "If possible, don't tell Feng Ning."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Wen said to his assistant, "Book me a flight to South City."
"when?"
"today."
Jiang Wen recalled Feng Ning's appearance that night.
I clearly feel that my guess is extremely absurd, but once some ideas appear, they grow like weeds.
Shuangyao never thought that one day Jiang Wen would ask her out alone. She felt as if she was dreaming.
For fear of losing face for Feng Ning, he went home after get off work and tidied himself up.
Before going out, Shuang Yao stopped while changing shoes and suddenly thought of something.
The appointment time was 7:30 pm. She arrived at the agreed place ten minutes early.
It's just that someone got there earlier than her.
From a few steps away, I saw Jiang Wen'an sitting there quietly, not knowing what he was thinking about.
Shuang Yao walked up to him, greeted him politely, and sat down opposite him.
Jiang Wen asked, "What would you like to drink?"
"No need to trouble you, I'll just drink some water." Shuang Yao put the bag aside.
The two of them had little in common, and there was nothing to exchange pleasantries. Shuang Yao got straight to the point: "What do you want to ask me about Feng Ning?"
Jiang Wen said nothing.
Shuangyao looked at his expression and felt something was wrong.
She deliberately livened up the atmosphere, "... Don't scare me, did Feng Ning borrow one million from you and run away?"
Jiang Wen forced a smile.
After a moment of silence, he said ambiguously: "Feng Ning's hand, she..."
Shuang Yao was surprised and blinked: "You know?"
Jiang asked, as if nothing had happened: "Yes, she told me."
Shuang Yao was slightly confused, "... Then what do you want to ask me?"
Jiang Wen tried to test: "Why is this happening?"
"Didn't Feng Ning tell you?"
Jiang Wen slowly fiddled with the glass and looked at her, "Not much to say."
Shuang Yao looked embarrassed. "I can't say much about her depression, and Feng Ning doesn't like others to mention it. You should ask her for details."
Jiang Wen stopped moving his hands, as if he was in a daze.
Shuang Yao didn't notice his strangeness, "Besides, she didn't really tell me about these things."
Jiang asked: "... How long has she been like this?"
"Well." Shuang Yao recalled, "It was a long time ago, before the college entrance examination. I'm not particularly sure, but it should have been after her mother passed away. It was very difficult at that time, but it has been better in the past few years, and the recurrences have rarely occurred."
Jiang Wen had already guessed the answer before he asked. But when he heard Shuang Yao's answer in person, he felt as if a hole had been punched in his chest.
pain.
His throat tightened and he managed to find his voice again, "So that was when we just broke up?"
"Almost. It was pretty serious then."
Shuang Yao looked at him, hesitant to speak, paused for a moment and said, "Actually, I don't know what happened to you back then, why did you break up. Feng Ning was not in a good state at that time, and we had many arguments. I didn't dare to ask her about you, but I think she didn't let you go at the beginning... That's why there was no one around her for so many years."
After observing for a while, Jiang asked.
He was a little dazed... unable to hide his loss.
Shuang Yao seemed to have made up her mind and took out a few pieces of paper from her bag. "Oh, right, there are these things. Feng Ning lost them at the beginning, and I picked them up from the trash can and put them away for her."
"Before I came here, I was very hesitant about whether to give these to you. I wasn't sure if I was meddling in other people's business. Because what happened between you two happened a long time ago. I'm just Feng Ning's friend, not her. Logically, I have no right to interfere in her relationship affairs."
Shuang Yao stood up slightly and placed a few crumpled pieces of paper in front of Jiang Wen.
She said, "But... as a bystander, isn't there a saying that those involved are often confused, but bystanders can see things more clearly? You came all the way to South City to find me, and neither of you seems to have given up on each other. So... I think maybe, maybe there is still some possibility for the two of you."
Jiang asked, "Thank you."
"Hey, what are you thanking me for? It's not easy for both of you. You can keep these things." Shuang Yao stood up with the bag, "I have something else to do later, so I'll leave first."
When they reached the door, Shuang Yao stopped for some reason and turned back to look at Jiang Wen.
He still sat in the same position.
...
...
He took the cigarette box out of his pocket and smoked a cigarette. Realizing that smoking was prohibited in the cafe, Jiang Wen took his things, paid the bill, and left.
His mind was in a mess, and he drove aimlessly. After wandering on the streets of South City for a while, Jiang Wen parked the car near a square.
After smoking a few cigarettes in silence, he turned on the ceiling light and picked up the papers on the passenger seat.
Jiang Wen saw the contents clearly in the dim light. His hands trembled slightly and his breathing stopped.
There is a familiar drunken peacock on it, with a line of English below the pattern.
—apologizemy little prince
Apologies to my little prince.
My little prince.
Jiang Wen was slightly surprised.
After a few seconds, consciousness returned.
I rolled down the car window and tried using the lighter several times, but it didn't light.
I picked up the next one, which looked like a to-do list. It was written in a rather sloppy handwriting, in the familiar handwriting of Feng Ning.
Jiang Wen read a few lines in a daze, and suddenly an epiphany struck him.
1. Science College Building√(It was noon when I arrived. I waited for half an hour for the school to end. The college students were much more simple than I thought.)
2. Studying in the North Second Library√ (I saw the pine and cypress trees at the entrance.)
3. West No. 3 Canteen√ (I don’t have a school meal card, so I probably won’t be able to taste the sweet and sour pork.)
4. A 1,500-meter running track√ (I also ran there yesterday)
5. The auditorium was closed, so I didn’t go in (I’ll search for pictures online later)
6. Lotus Pond√ (It’s a pity that it’s not summer yet, so we can’t see the beautiful lotus flowers.
Oh, by the way, I also went to your dormitory building. From the outside, it looks quite shabby. Can a delicate young master like you get used to living there
Your school is quite big. I walked around for a whole day and it felt like there were still many places I hadn’t visited.
On the train back, I thought.
If I had known we wouldn't be able to talk for long, I should have been nicer to you.
Jiang Wen's heart was pounding.
Did Feng Ning go to his own school later
With countless thoughts in his mind, he couldn't wait to start looking at the third one.
..
...
Actually, the last time I met you on the bus, I wanted to look back.
Did you follow me all the time afterwards
...
...
Summer is coming, and I went to get my hair cut short.
It rained a few days ago and I forgot to bring an umbrella again.
When I'm crossing the street or eating, I suddenly think of you for some reason.
... .
... .
I seem to regret it a little
I should try to keep you.
..
...
The four pieces of paper were so light that they weighed almost nothing, but the intermittent and hidden words on them made it difficult for Jiang Wen to lift them.
There was a strong sense of sadness filling his heart, as if something was collapsing. Jiang Wen felt as if the whole world was empty.
He sat for a long time before he slowly looked at the last picture.
Open slowly.
This time, there was only a short line of text:
Jiang Wen, I’m sorry.