Feng Ning walked over.
After staring at him for two seconds, I couldn't help but chuckle, "You are quite self-aware."
Jiang Wen did not react for a moment, but just looked at Ding Fengning indifferently.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"I drank a lot and I feel a little dizzy."
"So I'm driving today?"
Jiang Wen bent down, and his hair fell down. He moved closer and looked her in the eyes, "I want to take a ride."
Feng Ning seemed to have noticed something, "I don't have any change."
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...
Xi Gaoyuan drove over, and Zhao Binlin was sitting in the passenger seat. He saw two people walking side by side in front of him. He honked the horn to signal, and the car slowed down. They rolled down the windows and greeted with a beaming face: "Hey, where are you going?"
Feng Ning smiled and said, "Take a walk to help digest the food."
Xi Gaoyuan also said, "Do you want me to give you a ride?"
Jiang Wen said lazily, "No need, you guys go first."
Soon, the car started, and the two figures were left behind, gradually turning into two black dots. Xi Gaoyuan looked away from the rearview mirror, "It's Feng Ning again."
Zhao Binlin continued the lament without a beginning or an end, "Yes, it's her again."
Xi Gaoyuan was confused: "To be honest, I never felt that Jiang Wenzhou was so crazy before, but now that he is here with Feng Ning, why can't he turn around?"
Sometimes when I look at the people around me, it seems that no one likes anyone in particular. At most, they confess their love, and if it’s ok, they will be together happily. If it’s not ok, they will say goodbye awkwardly. Everyone is free and easy. But Jiang Wen is like a man possessed by a demon, and he just can’t get over a hurdle for most of his life.
Hearing this, Zhao Binlin lowered the car window to let the wind in. He fumbled for his lighter and said a few things.
The two grown men can gossip endlessly.
Xi Gaoyuan was surprised and seemed amused, "Really?"
"Really." Zhao Binlin lit a cigarette and said casually, "Didn't Feng Ning go to Shanghai after finishing his graduate studies? It just so happened that his sister took the college entrance examination that year, and Jiang Wen chose several choices that were in Shanghai."
After a long silence, Xi Gaoyuan said, "You're still thinking about this. I thought there was no hope for them."
"I thought so too." Zhao Binlin suddenly remembered something, "But when Jiang Wen just came back last year, I drank with him."
"Well, then, what about Feng Ning?"
"Isn't it? Tsk, Jiang Wen even told me that he hugged me for a few minutes. I thought it was quite funny, so I asked him how he felt. Do you know what he told me afterwards?"
Xi Gaoyuan was curious: "What are you talking about?"
"—I can't bear to let it go, but I have to."
"... ..."
After a few seconds of reaction, Xi Gaoyuan hissed, his teeth almost falling out from the pain.
Halfway through smoking a cigarette, Zhao Binlin narrowed his eyes and said, "That's when I knew they weren't done yet."
Night fell and it was already dark. The lights were on and the night view of the south city was still bright. The intersection was busy. They walked along the street, across the overpass, the road, and the sweet shop. When they were tired, they stopped at a bus stop.
The night bus No. 425 came wobbling from a distance. Following the flow of people, Feng Ning took Jiang Wen's hand and got on the bus. After inserting the fare, they went to the back to find a seat.
Familiar scenes and fragments of memories. Things that I thought I had forgotten were recalled very easily at a certain moment.
Even the details are so clear.
The dark carriage was swaying slightly, and a small TV in the front was playing advertisements. Large neon lights along the way, mixed with moonlight, shone in through the glass windows.
She thought back to the time she spent with Jiang Wen. It seemed as if everything had changed, yet it seemed as if nothing had changed.
Leaning back in the chair, Feng Ning turned his head to look at him.
Jiang Wen's facial features are deeply contoured, and the contrast is particularly strong in the light where shadows intersect.
She asked, "How do you feel?"
Jiang Wen also turned his head to look at her, "I don't know."
One year, two years... Some things happened a long time ago, but when you think about it, it seems like it happened yesterday. Feng Ning hasn't taken the bus for a long time. After breaking up with Jiang Wen, she basically didn't dare to take it when she returned to South City.
Sometimes I feel that this city is very small, so small that wherever I walk, wherever I meet someone, wherever I pass by a store, it can easily bring back memories that I dare not touch. Sometimes I wonder why this city is so big, so empty, and no laughter can be heard. Things related to him seem to have stopped there forever.
Her hand was held by him.
Jiang Wen tilted his head and lifted her wrist. He pressed against the ring and rubbed her ring finger for a while. He let go and lowered his voice, "When are you going to see my grandfather?"
"Um?"
Jiang Wen said calmly, "Let's discuss our marriage."
"... ..."
She said hesitantly, "I'm not ready yet, give me some time?"
Jiang Wen's eyes suddenly darkened, and his breathing became suppressed.
Feng Ning glanced at Jiang Wen quietly and assured him, "It won't be long."
She wisely changed the subject and started talking about high school.
When she was in high school, Feng Ning was bold and had a creative mind. She often did some fantastic things. Once, there was a sports meeting. She took Shuang Yao to the nearby Han River to fish for two consecutive days. After fishing, they went to the swimming pool to swim. She was like Doraemon, with a treasure bag full of treasures. She would take out one from time to time to make every day lively and interesting.
As Feng Ning described the situation vividly, Jiang Wen looked at her intently: "At that time, the person I hated the most was you."
Feng Ning immediately responded, as if very sure: "I am also the favorite one."
Jiang Wen was silent for a while.
After a while without a reply, Feng Ning nudged him with his elbow: "Is that so?"
Jiang Wen replied, "Yeah."
"Why are you bothering me?"
After asking, she felt it was nonsense. When she was young, she just liked to play pranks on others. Since she appeared in Jiang Wen's world, he has not had a moment of peace.
Jiang Wen was concentrating on watching the scenery passing by the window, and said only a few words, "You never care about me, and you never look me in the eye."
"... ..."
Feng Ning: "If I hadn't gone to Guojin to hide from the rain. If I hadn't been in Class 9 in the first year of high school. If you had liked someone else, would we both be better off now?"
"no."
"Um?"
Jiang Wen couldn't tell what was in his eyes, "I like you."
The bus arrived at a stop, and some people got on and some got off. The people in the front row were chatting loudly, and Feng Ning couldn't hear what they were saying in the noise, so he leaned over slightly and listened.
"I've never liked anyone else but you."
Feng Ning was stunned. After a moment of silence, she said, "Me too."
"What is it?"
"Before and after, you are the only one for me." Feng Ning pulled down his neck and whispered in his ear, "Jiang Wen is the only one for Feng Ning."
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...
Arrived at the terminal again.
After the driver urged them to, the two of them got off the car. Feng Ning got off first, jumped on the spot, and exhaled a puff of white mist.
There was a wintersweet tree not far away, and she ran over to it in surprise. There were white flower buds and unmelted snow on the branches.
Feng Ning, wearing a warm scarf, turned around and smiled at him, "Jiang Wen, come here quickly!"
Jiang Wen stood not far away, looking at her quietly.
Still has the gentleness of his youth.
As time goes by, they are no longer the carefree teenagers.
But if she looked at him one more moment, time would start over again.
After the Spring Festival, I returned to Shanghai from the south of the city. As time went by, Feng Ning occasionally had sleep disorders, so she started to go to the hospital regularly to get medicine and receive psychological treatment.
Life is slowly getting back on track.
In May, Feng Ning and Jiang Wen went to see an Ashin concert.
The last song was "Gentleness". The whole audience sang together, "This is my tenderness, my tenderness". Cold fireworks exploded from both sides of the stage. The audience waved light boards and glow sticks, and gorgeous light and shadows changed. Countless colorful balloons floated into the sky.
It was not until after eleven o'clock that the concert ended and Feng Ning pulled Jiang Wen out of the stadium.
I don't know when it started to drizzle.
Jiang Wen drove the car onto the viaduct.
Feng Ning inserted a CD, and the car was filled with a gentle female voice. She hugged her knees, curled up in the passenger seat, turned to Jiang Wen and said, "How about we not go home today and just drive around all night?"
Jiang asked, "Okay."
I drove aimlessly around the outer ring road. In the early morning, the rain was getting heavier.
Passing by a gas station, they got off the car to rest. Feng Ning took a sip of water and said, "I'll drive you somewhere later."
Jiang asked: "Where are you going?"
She teased: "You'll know in a moment."
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...
Feng Ning entered the navigation and drove for about half an hour.
Jiang Wen rested his elbows on the window sill, supported his head, and closed his eyes to rest. When he noticed the car stopped, he opened his eyes.
Feng Ning pulled out the key and opened the car door.
Jiang Wen was stunned, watching her walk into the rain so loudly, and getting soaked in an instant. She walked around the front of the car and knocked on his window, "Get out."
This was a commercial street. It was three o'clock in the morning and it was raining heavily. The whole street was empty except for the two of them who were not holding umbrellas.
Jiang Wen's vision was blurred, and raindrops washed down his eyelashes. "What are you doing?"
Feng Ning took his hand and walked forward, "How about taking you to get wet in the rain with me? Is it romantic?"
Jiang asked: "..."
It was the beginning of summer, and the temperature dropped sharply at night. The two men were soaked from head to toe, their hair and clothes, and within ten minutes, they were both shivering.
Not knowing what to do, she walked along the block. After a while, she stopped at a street corner.
There were advertisements playing on a huge LED screen not far away.
Feng Ning suddenly walked around behind Jiang Wen.
She tiptoed slightly and covered his eyes with her hands, unable to suppress her excitement, as if sharing a secret: "I have something I want to show you."
He remained silent, "What?"
The rain was still pouring down, and her voice was mixed with the sound of rain. "Before you read it, I have something to say."
"good."
She rested her chin on his shoulder, "I've been worried. I'm afraid we won't have a good ending. What should I do?"
"I'm more scared than you." Jiang Wen seemed to have sensed something. He raised his hand and grabbed her wrist, trying to tear her hand off. "I also want a good ending more than you do."
“I see.”
Feng Ning put his hand down.
There was still pouring rain, empty streets, and nothing in front of me.
Feng Ning said from behind him: "Then turn around."
Jiang Wen turned his head and froze in place.
The LED screen that had just been showing the advertisement had changed its image. Instead, it showed a little peacock wearing a crown, and next to it was a beautiful girl with wide noodle tears, wearing a ring on her head, kneeling on a row of English words.
—will the little prince and i get married