It's not easy to pack up the nostalgia in a city like Nice.
The two chatted for a while about their college life, including how Ye Yingjing came to Nice. She had lived in this city for several months, and Xu Tingsheng didn't know about it.
Xu Ma, who kept talking about Ye Yingjing, didn't mention it either.
Also, Ye Yingjing still hasn't started a relationship. Of course, this does not prevent her from living a wonderful and fulfilling life. Ye Yingjing is such a girl, she has enough heart to be warm and dependable, and she doesn't necessarily need anyone around.
"How do you feel about Nice?" Ye Yingjing asked Xu Tingsheng.
Xu Tingsheng said: "The beach is a scam. The sea and the sky will make people worthwhile. There are also food, and the old street is very beautiful. I feel that the urban management here is very good. I found that almost every household has It’s the government’s idea to plant flowers and put them on display, right? It really attracts tourists, and the residents are also very cooperative.”
Ye Yingjing frowned, and said with a little annoyance, "Did you do it on purpose?"
Xu Tingsheng said, "Huh?"
Ye Yingjing said: "Why is it a business idea? I believe it is spontaneous, a habit and the character of the city. People here like and enjoy their lives. Nice people are very proud. They think they have the most beautiful city and the most Good life, they love the city."
Xu Tingsheng smiled and said nothing, he still didn't believe it. Tourist cities, feelings and characters are either in terms of weight or weight.
Ye Yingjing said: "Did you know that the logo 'M' of McDonald's all over the world is uniformly yellow, but in Nice, it is white. Nice people think that yellow is incompatible with the style of Nice, and they are consistent. Ask it to be changed to white, or move away. The government’s persuasion is useless, and McDonald’s has no choice but to agree.”
Examples are given.
Defeated by the facts, Xu Tingsheng was a little embarrassed, and said, "I was thinking about it, look at the smell of copper in my body, a businessman, you almost don't know me now, do you?"
Ye Yingjing said calmly but seriously: "Actually, I have been paying attention to some news about you, and my mother always mentioned that you are very successful, and everyone is amazed and happy for you, but sometimes I think, you may miss it." A lot of things. During your college life, do you have time to go to the library? Or have you ever lay down on the lawn on campus?"
Xu Tingsheng would actually want to refute, what you said is the life I have experienced, and in the end, the previous life ended like that. Xu Tingsheng did not want to repeat the same mistakes in this life. "There are some things that I may not be able to control myself." He said in defense.
Ye Yingjing nodded and said: "Maybe, actually, I always feel that a society with multiple value orientations is healthy and complete, and the ways to define success should be diversified. It's a pity...you don't have such an environment now. "
After a while, "I'm sorry." Ye Yingjing added.
Xu Tingsheng shook his head and said, "How come, I should actually thank you, because...you are always reminding me. Thank you."
Xu Tingsheng, who went further and further away, and Ye Yingjing, who rarely saw each other, were always... She was reminding.
…
Time is running out.
"By the way, are you coming to Nice? Alone..." Ye Yingjing didn't think of asking this until this time.
"Play, travel." Xu Tingsheng said.
When he was in high school, he said that the world is so big, I want to see it, so looking at it this way, the answer seems reasonable. He couldn't say that he was doing an escape.
Ye Yingjing shook her head and said, "It's not like, it's not."
Xu Tingsheng said, "Why?"
Ye Yingjing said, "You didn't bring a camera."
"Is this also a reason?"
"Yeah. Ha, actually I brought one, because I will only stay in Nice for a year, so I carry a camera with me every day." Ye Yingjing didn't continue the questioning, and took out a camera from her bag while talking. Polaroid camera.
"Isn't it a waste to use Polaroid?" Xu Tingsheng said, he knew that Polaroid photo paper was expensive and couldn't hold up to regular shooting.
Ye Yingjing lowered her head and adjusted the camera while saying:
"Although I carry it all day, I don't take pictures often, so it's okay. The reason why I use Polaroid is that it is convenient to write down my mood and thoughts at the time on the sidelines or behind the photos...
There is always something that makes you choose to take a photo. And the mood at that time, that idea, some feeling things, in fact, it is easy to forget and change, after time, maybe it is another mood. I want to record it. "
Xu Tingsheng felt that he couldn't simply classify Ye Yingjing as a literary young woman. Although she did have such a side, her heart made her different.
Ye Yingjing stood up, raised her head and said, "Go, go out, I want to take a picture of you now."
Xu Tingsheng, who doesn't like taking pictures, didn't refuse, because she just said that there is always something that makes you choose to take a picture. But the mood at that time was rare and easy to change.
The two of them found an old wall covered with green vines on the side of the cafe nearby. The base of the wall was full of fallen leaves and dead branches, while the wall was still extremely crisp.
Xu Tingsheng just leaned against the wall with his bag on his back.
He folded his arms.
Ye Yingjing said, "Open your arms."
She also said, "Laugh."
Xu Tingsheng smiled, it was the embarrassing and shy smile he had when he was in high school, he always smiled like this, but afterward, he gradually didn't pay attention to it.
With the sound of the shutter, the photo paper slowly crawled out of the camera.
Ye Yingjing took it in her hand, shook it lightly, lifted it up, looked at the sun, then took out a pen and wrote on the white edge of the photo. After finishing writing, he didn't show it to Xu Tingsheng.
"Now, take a picture of me."
Ye Yingjing handed the camera to Xu Tingsheng, walked to the wall, and stood down casually.
Xu Tingsheng pressed the shutter.
Before he had time to take a closer look, the photo had already returned to Ye Yingjing's hands. She said, "I'm afraid of being ugly." Then she wrote a line of words on the margin right above the photo, and did not show it to Xu Tingsheng either.
The third photo is a group photo. Ye Yingjing asked a French old man who was playing metal ball throwing game in the small park opposite to help to take it.
Xu Tingsheng leaned against the wall, looking at the steeple of the church in the distance ahead.
Ye Yingjing stood beside him, turned her head, looked at his side face from below, and smiled with her lips pursed.
Xu Tingsheng didn't even look at this photo, Ye Yingjing wrote on it and put the photo away.
The two played two games of metal ball throwing with four old Frenchmen in the park.
Time can't be delayed any longer.
Outside the waiting room, Ye Yingjing handed Xu Tingsheng a white envelope and said, "This is a gift for you."
Then she smiled and waved away, ending yet another rush.
On the flight from Nice to Shenghai, Xu Tingsheng opened the envelope at an altitude of tens of thousands of miles. Inside were two of the three photos he just took.
The first one is a photo of Ye Yingjing alone, and she wrote on the white border above: This girl liked you.
The second photo was taken by Xu Tingsheng alone. Ye Yingjing wrote on the back of the photo: When you were a sophomore in high school, you had a sea blue shirt. As long as you don't forget who you are.
She left a third photo, a group photo of the two of them. As for the words she wrote on that photo, her mood at that time... Xu Tingsheng may never know.