Although it was seen when the plane landed, it was different from now.
At this time, she and Hai are facing each other.
She is looking at the sea, and the sea is also looking at her, observing each other and knowing each other.
Ji Yi ran closer happily, and then ran closer, thinking about running into the sea all the time, but he called her name from behind, she turned around, not knowing what he wanted to say to herself.
In the moonlight, Ji Chengyang approached her: "Just stand here and take a look, don't go into the sea."
His long-sleeved shirt was draped over Ji Yi, and he was wearing short-sleeved shirts. Under the moonlight, there are obvious sun marks on the upper side of his arms. It should be on the battlefield, right? She guessed, looking back at the boundless waters, she was still a little unwilling, but she hesitated, what he said must be right.
In one thought, a wave suddenly rolled over, and she was suddenly hugged by her waist.
The water rushed over in the next second and soaked his shoes, but she did not touch the sea.
She wrapped her arms around his neck subconsciously, and held her left wrist with her right hand behind his neck.
Why is it so close
The eyebrows, right in front of him, can always be covered by the hair, and there is an impulse in my heart, wanting to reach out and help him out. But I was too nervous, I could only continue to hold my wrist tightly, pretending to be calm, pretending not to do anything.
"The sea is cold at night," he could feel his breath when he spoke, "it's not good for your health."
His eyes are always so beautiful, as dazzling as the sun on a snow-capped mountain, making her afraid to look directly.
When he came back this time, he seemed to be wearing glasses more and more often. In her memory, if he took off those half-rim glasses with gold rims, it would look even more beautiful...
She plucked up the courage, followed her careful thoughts for the first time, and looked into his eyes carefully.
Then let go of the hand that was holding his neck, pinched his spectacle frame, and took it off for him.
He laughed.
Ji Yi looked at him. Sure enough, the glasses covered the complete outline of his face, like a deliberate mask.
In this way, he is the best looking.
She thought in confusion, and suddenly it occurred to her that she was so held by him, really like those intimate actions of Nuan Nuan and her boyfriend. Sometimes she is not careful, she can always see two people hugging each other and talking in a low voice, and then Xiao Jun will naturally touch some places...such as her chest.
Ji Chengyang originally wanted to make a couple of jokes, but suddenly stopped, feeling the softness of her chest sticking to her body, violently ups and downs with her tense breathing. He stopped for a moment, took two steps back, trying to put her down, only to find that she was holding his arms around his neck again.
"I kept listening to a song in the afternoon, and then you suddenly appeared. It's very coincidental." Her face was almost flushed, and she unknowingly said what she wanted to say, "It's Karen Mok's sudden change. In time, the lyrics... are very well written."
Can you understand? If anyone who has heard this song can understand it, right
Your IQ is so high, this kind of hint should be very simple...
Even if time stops, even if life is like dust... We believe in love even more.
This is her first confession in her life in the fifteen years of Ji Yi. She even thought of many people when she said this sentence, even Nuannuan, she couldn't imagine if Nuannuan and Nuannuan's mother would be scared to death if she heard what she said. What she faced was her best friend's uncle, who was more terrifying than liking a gangster like Xiao Jun and Fu Xiaoning.
She looked into his eyes and breathed out unknowingly.
Ji Chengyang hugged her and took a step back, avoiding the waves that kept surging on the beach.
"This is a song made to commemorate the great earthquake in Taiwan," he suddenly said. "In the face of natural and man-made disasters, life is very fragile. Suddenly, the sky is dark, and the world in front of you suddenly disappears and falls apart..."
That's why we have to cherish the feelings around us. But in the last sentence, he didn't tell her.
Ji Yi lost sight of him, and was very surprised by the background of this song: "This is a charity song?"
It turns out that public welfare songs can also describe small and trivial love, which is not so big in every capital.
"Yes, not really," he said, "Come, help me put my glasses on, we're going back."
He really didn't understand, right? Ji Yi comforted herself and carefully helped him put on the "mask" again.
Ji Chengyang finally put her down.
She returned to the hotel room. The girl she was staying with had already taken a shower. She lay on the bed and called her family. She smiled when she saw her come in, and it was a very strange smile: "Who did you go out to play with?" "Ji Yi had a guilty conscience, and was disturbed by what happened just now, so he took the clothes and ran into the bathroom.
Her hair was half-dry and came out. Her roommate was already neatly dressed. She was very excited to pick up a beautiful dress. She said that she was a student and young artist who were communicating together today. They were in the hotel bar and wanted to have a relaxing time. Real communication between people. Ji Yi still thought about Ji Chengyang, and she took a dress and put it on. She thought it was like a traditional celebration after every performance in China. There were teachers who said a few words to liven up the atmosphere, and then everyone played for a while. NS.
Unexpectedly, when I got downstairs, it was a different scene.
In the dim and warm light, most of the people you met just now were standing and sitting chatting with their glasses or drinks.
She sat next to a few classmates and did her best to help them with small translations. In fact, most of the time, there was no problem in communicating with each other, but occasionally the conversation started. If the words were not expressing, someone would pull Ji Yi’s arm and whisper. Ask what to say.
There is always music, there are always people playing the piano, and there are people performing during the day playing the violin.
After sitting for a while, she felt a little sad in her stomach, with a vague premonition.
"Yang!" Suddenly a woman's voice called out this sound.
Ji Yi looked up reflexively and saw several men and women very excitedly toasting to the people who walked into the crowd. Such a enthusiastic reunion attracted everyone's attention there. It's him, only him. Those people saw his look, just like the three young men they met on the mountain road that year, no difference.
If you are yourself, you will be spoiled by these enthusiastic eyes, and of course you are proud.
Several classmates around Ji Yi were enviously whispering: “Sure enough, they are well-known alumni of our affiliated high school. Those people should have known him during the competition?” Ji Yi slipped out with him at night, and did not hear the teacher very much. Introducing Ji Chengyang in detail, so it just made two hum.
Because of his appearance, Ji Yi found various reasons for herself, and stayed for another hour.
As the time is getting late, the lights and music have also evolved into intense dance music due to the arrival of the night, which is dreamlike, gorgeous and extravagant. Ji Chengyang didn't seem to like being dragged into the crowd to dance, so he sat in an empty seat and accompanied these former soulmates.
Too loud music stimulates the blood flowing in the body.
Ji Yi watched him for a long, long time, and finally walked over, avoiding his classmates in a ghostly manner. She stopped behind Ji Chengyang, looked at his arm on the edge of the bar, and moved her gaze until he was tapping his fingers at random. Then he stretched out his hand slowly and touched the back of his hand with the tip of his index finger.
Ji Chengyang looked back.
At this second, the little girl he saw was completely different from the past. In such intense dance music, she was wearing a light blue dress with a small bow tie, just standing there, her left hand gripping the back of her right hand nervously. .
The gorgeous and fragmented lights made her eyes brighter, cramped, nervous, and some hopes that she tried to express. At the age of fifteen and nine months, does she understand, what is she looking forward to
At this moment, the music transitioned to a soothing tone so appropriately. A proper turn was inserted in the intense dance music, giving those young people who were still dancing in front of their faces a chance to stare at each other and approach each other silently.
At this moment, everything around is silently ambiguous.
"Aren't you going to sleep?"
Ji Yi was awakened, Ji Chengyang looked away, looked at the dance floor and said: "It's late, I have something to say tomorrow." Suddenly she couldn't say anything, just like she was on the beach just now, so she had to extrapolate and explain: "I was going back and saw you coming in, so I thought about saying good night."
"I know," Ji Chengyang's voice has a rare tenderness, "go back now."
Ji Yixin sank again: "Good night."
"Good night."
Why suddenly want to make a desperate attempt to tell him his secret love, and then
What if he refuses, if... he doesn't refuse? She felt that her impetuous heart was about to explode, and she walked out of the glass door in the dance music that began to become enthusiastic again, and then realized the dampness on the skirt.
It's over.
She touched it quietly with her hand, confirmed her thoughts, stepped back two steps in a daze, and stood against the wall.
It would be fine if I went upstairs earlier. What should I do now? Many classmates are inside. Who can help her get her clothes? She looked at the surrounding environment, and three or two people kept coming in and out of this door, but there were no classmates of her own. Those who didn't like playing went back to sleep long ago, and those who like playing might still enjoy it on the dance floor.
Or, she started to think, go to the bathroom to clean her dress.
Even going upstairs with half of the skirt wet would be a thousand times better than this.
There are a lot of clues, and only then came up with a little solution.
When she was about to run into the bathroom when there was no one around for a short time, she saw Ji Chengyang walking out at this time. He glanced at the elevator, and then again, as if he was looking for her. Ji Yi was afraid that he would see the red mark on his skirt, so nervously, with a face that was about to cry, he smiled and asked, "Are you going out to smoke?"
Ji Chengyang stared at her: "Why haven't you gone back?"
"I'm waiting for my classmates, waiting for them to go back together." She took a small step back, and explained lamely why she didn't leave.
He watched her weird movements and didn't quite believe it.
She dodges her eyes, constantly trying to avoid his sight.
Finally, the last few students from the orchestra also came out and saw her and Ji Chengyang smile and greeted: "Didn't you say you went back to sleep? Why are you not leaving? Do you want to go back together?"
"No, I want to play for a while." She didn't dare to move in front of him at all, watching the saviors leave.
Ji Chengyang listened to her unreasonable words before and after, and then carefully observed her movements, avoiding herself, gently pulling his skirt with one hand, he finally guessed what. So without a word, he took off his clothes, wrapped her hands around her lower body, and hugged her up like this.
"Here is near the sea and surrounded by mountains. I remember that there is Mount Victoria where you can see the night view of Wellington." Ji Chengyang walked towards the elevator, but did not stop at the elevator entrance. Instead, he opened the stairwell door with his elbow. Before you leave, you can go and have a look." He probably started to say irrelevant things because he was afraid of embarrassment.
"Mount Victoria?"
He replied: "It's a beautiful place. There is a movie based on a novel. I took the location here when I was shooting."
"What is it?"
"The Lord of the Rings," he said, "The Lord of the Rings."
"Does it look good?"
"It hasn't been released yet. I should be able to see it in Beijing next year."
She wrote it down silently.
There was no one else in the stairwell from beginning to end, so it was very quiet.
Even his footsteps are very clear.
She doesn't really care about novels or film scenes. For her, the most perfect view of the whole Wellington is here, this is only his and his own stairwell. Ji Chengyang hugged her as he walked the stairs while continuing to talk, almost becoming a full-time tour guide.
Ji Yi quietly wrapped his arms around his neck and buried his entire face on his collarbone.
Since he doesn't mind, just pretend to be stupid...
When he talked to her about the Lord of the Rings that night, the first movie had not yet been released globally, and then three successive movies became unsurpassed classic movies. Half a century later, a British novel was invested by an American company and filmed on location in the director's hometown in New Zealand. When it was released, the original author had already passed away for decades. The vitality of literature is much longer than human life.
It's like Grimm's fairy tales, like the four masterpieces, like... The Lord of the Rings that he said.
Because Ji Chengyang said about this novel, she later bought a translation specially and even read the original. Even the original author’s life experience was carefully understood. When she discovered that Tolkien had also studied philosophy, she immediately thought of it. Ji Chengyang.
The initial liking has nothing to do with possession. Like a good person, the temptation is unimaginable. I want to read the books he has read, walk the road he has walked, and eat what he has eaten.
I want to be like him.