After the debate, Du Ruo's classmates looked at her with admiration.
It was at this time that everyone suddenly discovered that she had changed completely over the past year, and she was completely different from the rustic and cautious girl when she first entered school.
Du Ruo himself was relatively sober.
The victory of this debate boosted her confidence, but she also knew that she had intensively studied in the debate team for a period of time, so she could cope with amateur competitions. But to say how excellent eloquence is, it is not at all. There is no end to learning, you can take your time. What's more, she doesn't have much ambition in the field of debate.
After all, human energy is limited.
Now, she still spends more time in the library and laboratory, helping her brothers repair and make various sensors, while continuing to study her own inertial measurement unit.
The study schedule is still full, but my mind is much more relaxed.
The habit of reading in the morning has long been picked up again, and I have started running around the playground in the evening.
That evening, Du Ruo went to the playground for a run as usual. When he passed the basketball court, he saw Li Qinghe playing basketball through the plastic barbed wire. She didn't pay much attention at first, but Li Qinghe saw her, waved at her, and signaled her to go over.
She went around to the basketball court, stood on the sidelines, and watched him play basketball for a while. Until he was off the stage, he walked over with a smile.
Du Ruo asked: "What do you need from me?"
"That's right. The debate competition." Li Qinghe smiled, "At least I spent so much time worrying about you, I didn't get any credit but hard work. Fortunately, you won the debate competition, bumped into me when you stepped off the stage, and said something cheap Thank you so much, I didn’t say anything.”
Du Ruo chuckled: "So I'm here to ask for credit."
"Of course. Why should I be polite to you?" Li Qinghe said. He had just finished playing basketball, so he wiped away the sweat casually with his hands.
Seeing this, Du Ruo took out a tissue from his pocket and gave it to him: "That's fine, I can treat you to dinner. What do you want to eat? Cantonese food, Sichuan food, hot pot?"
"Thank you." He took the paper towel to wipe off his sweat, and said again, "Forget it, you are a junior sister after all, I'll be more considerate. Let's just treat me to a good casserole meal in the school cafeteria."
Du Ruoting raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, and said, "You're so thrifty, save me money?"
"Why, isn't it good?"
"Okay, I can't wait," she joked.
When she first met Li Qinghe, she only thought that this senior had good looks, good grades, good personality, kindness to others, and eager to help others. He was a perfect senior in every aspect, like a role model, but also had a sense of distance;
After getting in touch with him, I gradually discovered his down-to-earth side. Apart from his aura of being a senior, his usual appearance is nothing more than a low-key and ordinary person, no matter how he dresses or living expenses, he is neither shabby nor ostentatious. She doesn't dress stylishly like Jing Ming, but she looks like the cleanest student, tidy and pleasing to the eye.
Because of being ordinary, the politeness and distance have faded away, and I am getting more and more familiar, and I feel very comfortable joking and meeting for dinner.
"Okay, then eat casserole rice."
Seeing that his neck was still covered with sweat after wiping a piece of paper, she handed him another piece of paper: "Are you prone to sweating? Same as me."
"Yes. After a little exercise, the whole body will be soaked." Li Qinghe rubbed his neck and asked suddenly, "Do you like Eason Chan?"
"Eh? Not bad, what's the matter?"
"There will be his concert in the Bird's Nest next week."
"concert?"
Just as he was talking, an impatient voice came from beside him: "Get out of the way!"
Du Ruo was slightly startled, turned around, and it was Jing Ming.
She stood under the basketball hoop, blocking him from taking his clothes.
Although there was no expression on his face, it could be seen that he was in a bad mood.
That irritated look made her a little nervous, she looked left and right, and didn't realize which way to make way for a moment. Impatiently, he took a step forward and reached for his jacket hanging on the basketball hoop.
Du Ruo was startled. Seeing him approaching him, her heart skipped a beat. She instinctively retreated to avoid it, but she hit the basketball hoop and couldn't retreat.
Jing Ming didn't care, and directly reached behind her to get something, and the smell of sweat from the boy's body mixed with steaming heat hit her face.
She huddled in his arms in astonishment, and when she looked up, she saw that his temples were wet with sweat, and the sweat was dripping down her steep chin, almost dripping onto her forehead. She swallowed her throat, and didn't dare to move, she hastily lowered her eyes and looked away, and saw his delicate collarbone close in front of her eyes again.
And everything happened in an instant, he took out his coat, turned around and left. He didn't even look at her, like a stranger.
Only then did Du Ruo let out a sigh of relief, and glanced at his back as he went away.
After the debate that day, he disappeared in a blink of an eye. Later, she sent him a text message to thank him, but he ignored her.
Du Ruo didn't chase after him anymore, and didn't take the episode just now to heart.
Until a few nights later, when she was studying in the library, she accidentally received a call from Jingming.
Strange.
She hurried to the corridor: "Hello?"
"Where are you?" The tone was still not very good.
"Library. What?"
"Come out. There's something for you."
Du Ruo rolled his eyes: "What is it?"
"Didn't you know when you came?" After a second pause, he said, "Forget it, I'm near here, and I'll bring it to you. You go downstairs first."
"Don't!" she whispered.
"how?"
"People come and go in the library." She muttered softly, avoiding suspicion, "Let's go to the back of the government affairs building."
She didn't want to be seen seeing him and her at night.
There was silence for two seconds, then suddenly hung up the phone.
Du Ruo: "..."
Well…
Ancestor, is this going to the government affairs building, or waiting at the entrance of the library
No matter, she went downstairs and walked quickly to the agreed place - it was the place where he gave her the computer last year.
Far away from the teaching area, there is no one on the road.
Summer has just arrived, and the street lights reflect the shadows of the branches on the road. The leaves are not lush enough, and the outlines of the branches are projected on the ground, clean and clear.
In early summer, the temperature gradually warmed up.
Like that early autumn, the weather during this period was fine and the nights were cool.
There is also moonlight, covering the straight road beside the government affairs building like thin milk.
But she had no intention of admiring the moon view, she stood on tiptoe and waited on the steps.
Fortunately, after a while, Jingming came.
He was dressed in a denim jacket and overalls, as stylishly as ever, but he wasn't holding anything.
He walked straight in front of her, very close, his tall figure blocked the street lights above her head.
She leaned back a little and looked at him strangely: "Didn't you say you have something for me?"
He glanced down at her, expressionlessly took out a piece of cardboard from his overalls pocket and gave it to her: "Here."
Du Ruo took it over and saw that it was actually a ticket for Eason Chan's concert, and it was in the first row of VIPs in the venue!
She was pleasantly surprised for a moment, then quickly looked at him suspiciously: "This... you... give it to me?"
The corner of his mouth twitched, and he said nonchalantly: "Others flattered my mother and gave it to her. She asked me to bring it to you."
"Oh. That's it. Thank you, Auntie." She was relieved, holding the ticket, pursing her lips and smiling, almost staring at her eyes.
The moonlight shone on her face, and there were shallow pear dimples on her rosy white cheeks.
Jing Ming looked down at her like that, snorted disdainfully, turned his head to look at the flower bed, but unconsciously bent his lips.
But after Du Ruo was happy for a few seconds, she frowned slightly.
Originally, Li Qinghe made an appointment with her to go to the concert, but he was inexperienced and didn't know that the tickets were sold half a year in advance. So far, I can only buy scalpers tickets. But the ticket prices are wildly inflated, often thousands, and they are still students, so how can they afford it.
Li Qinghe liked Eason Chan very much and decided to go outside the venue to listen. After Du Ruo learned about it, she thought it was fun and applied to go with her.
The two agreed.
Unexpectedly, a ticket for the first row of vip popped up suddenly. Put her in a difficult situation.
She ran to see it by herself, breaking an appointment with Li Qinghe? Not suitable.
What's more, even if the ticket was given to Aunt Mingyi by someone else, it is still so expensive after all.
She smiled hesitantly, and handed the ticket back to him: "Well, it's strange that I went to the concert alone. You should want to see it too, or you can go..."
"Who said you went alone?" Jing Ming said, "My mother gave me two."
Du Ruo was stunned, they went to see
She quickly made a choice, and with a look of regret, she said, "Oh, I just remembered that I had something to do that night. Or, you can give it to someone else, or take Li Wei. Besides, such an expensive ticket, It's a lot of money to resell it. I won't go, thank you, auntie.... Well, thank you too."
She's been very, very tactful. But his complexion still changed, but he endured the attack all the time, and he didn't say a word.
Du Ruo's scalp was numb,
"If it's okay, I'll go first." She thought about running away, but just took a step or two, he frowned, stretched out his hand to grab her arm, and pulled her towards him.
She bumped into him, startled: "what are you doing?"
"Stand up for me!" he scolded.
She was motionless in shock, staring at him with rounded eyes.
His eyes were cold, and he glanced at her from head to toe.
Oh, I can't see anything good about my whole body!
He finished reading it annoyedly, turned around and left without saying a word.
"..." Du Ruo stood there with a dazed look on his face.
Just now... what happened? ?
…
On the day of the concert, Jingming still went.
He spent a lot of money to get the tickets. If you don't read them, you will be too suffocated.
But there is an empty seat next to me to watch the concert... I'm even more fucking breathless.
Hold!
The atmosphere at the scene was overwhelming, and he slumped lazily on the chair, unable to arouse the slightest interest. His face was expressionless as if he was about to die.
Seeing halfway, on the other side of the empty seat, a beautifully dressed young girl put down the raised light sign, rubbed her sore shoulders, and asked softly, "Excuse me handsome, is this empty seat yours?"
His eyeballs turned slowly: "Yes. Why?"
"May I put the light board here for a while?" The beauty said with a smile, and took the light board off her lap to put it on the empty chair.
"Take it away." Jing Ming said.
The girl froze for a moment, as if she couldn't believe his attitude. She is indeed a beautiful person, presumably in life, at any time in life, she will never be rejected by a man.
He glanced at her light board with contempt: "Touch my chair, and I'll smash it."
The girl's complexion changed, she rolled her eyes hummingly, and continued to listen to the concert while holding the light sign.
Jing Ming sat under the colorful lights, with a straight face, extremely unhappy. Finally, he couldn't sit still anymore, and felt that the sound of the bombing could make him explode, so he got up and left early.
I went to the parking lot to pick up the car, went around the road, drove to the intersection, and encountered a red light.
He stopped, elbows on the window, fingers pressed to his forehead.
Outside the car window, the singing of the bird's nest came, rippling in the night sky.
He turned a deaf ear, leaned back in the chair again, looked at the red light ahead, and waited. At a certain moment, he inadvertently turned his head and glanced at the brightly lit bird's nest outside the window. In an instant, his heart suddenly seemed to be stabbed by someone.
He saw Du Ruo.
She was lying on the protective fence by the side of the road, looking in the direction of the bird's nest, tilting her head and enjoying the music.
Next to her, lying on the railing with her was Li Qinghe.
The hand on the steering wheel was clenched little by little, but gradually, slowly loosened.
Crossroads, traffic lights switch.
The sapphire blue sports car rushed past and quickly disappeared into the night.