Ji Yi sat in the taxi with him, and couldn't wait to tell him about his university. Ji Chengyang listened carefully. After a while, he suddenly told the driver to go directly to her university. Ji Yi was taken aback: "Don't you go home?"
"I want to see where you will study in the next four years." Ji Chengyang said.
"Oh." Ji Yi pursed his lips and looked out the window.
Ji Chengyang came back and really sat next to him, this feeling is really good.
He took the luggage and followed her into the university to see the surrounding scenery. As Ji Yi explained to him, he remembered something: "Our school has many famous beauties. The two schools in Beijing have the most beautiful women, Renmin University and Beiwai."
"Oh? Really," Ji Chengyang responded casually, "because what percentage of female students are?"
"I guess... yes." She turned around and continued to lead him step by step, but couldn't help her mouth rising because of her happiness. She was afraid that he would be embarrassed when he saw it, so she kept admiring the campus for her. Not a familiar scene. Because of the November holiday, there were not many people, and there were no students going home, so the two settled for dinner in the cafeteria. Ji Yi bought Ji Chengyang a rice bowl with onion slices and curry chicken, and he ate tomatoes, eggs, and lettuce. Shredded pork.
She let him sit at ease and put the meal in front of him by herself.
Then go to serve another one.
When the two were eating, she specially picked out her own eggs and shredded pork to him, and watched him take off the baseball bat and put it on the suitcase, bowed her head to eat with chopsticks. His height immediately made the space around him cramped and cramped when sitting on the seat. Ji Yi held his face and looked at him: "Before I went to college, I didn't know that the food was on the rice, so it was called a rice bowl," Ji Yi said softly, "How fun." Everything was fresh.
It's such a tiny little place.
She told Ji Chengyang that the girls in the dormitory were from ethnic minorities and came in national costumes at the beginning of school. She told Ji Chengyang that she also went to the Arabic language department specially to see the host who used to host children's programs but returned without any effort. . Ji Chengyang was listening to her, and by the way, she tasted and appraised the meals she usually ate: "Has the Hong Kong and Macau Pass been completed?"
"done."
"Then let's go tomorrow."
She answered, lowered her head and ate scrambled eggs with tomatoes, sweet and sour.
Ji Chengyang watched her eating carefully, but stopped and looked at her more. Although he could only see the bangs hanging down, the tip of the nose, and the action of holding the chopsticks to speed up eating, he enjoyed watching it. . He remembered the small talk of two colleagues in the same class when he came back from the plane. The two men were discussing the only female reporter on this trip who was more man than a man. The topic went round and round and it really turned to the topic of women. Discuss why women have always been insecure and toss about the characteristics, such as the question of whether men are still in love when they are desperately desperate. When they said, they also asked Ji Chengyang. Since childhood, Ji Chengyang has maintained a state of observing women from a distance. He is very frank, saying that he doesn't know women. In fact, he really doesn't understand other than being able to detect who is close to him.
However, he thought that he shouldn't ignore Ji Yi's ups and downs when his mood fluctuates. Ji Yi shouldn't be like what they said, when she returned home from exhaustion, she suddenly remembered the origin of the quarrel seven or eight days ago, and then went on the theory for no reason.
Life... is still far away.
Take it easy.
This trip to Hong Kong is not the first time the two travelled together.
But it is definitely different from Daocheng Aden, and New Zealand, because it is covered with a layer of secret sentiment, so everything becomes cautious. However, apart from telling her not to tell people, Ji Chengyang seemed more calm than her. Ji Yi really did enough secret homework. He sat on the plane and looked around. Will he meet any acquaintances
When she arrived at Tsim Sha Tsui, she was finally at ease.
"The first time I came here was to exchange performances with the orchestra," Ji Yi looked at the sea outside his room window and the Hong Kong Island opposite, "I live on Hong Kong Island, and now I forgot the name of the hotel, just remember It’s facing the cemetery and I dare not open the windows at night. But when I look at the tombstones in those cemeteries during the day, each stone is different in appearance, with high and low, and looks very fresh.” Ji Chengyang felt interesting and listened, Xiao The girl will think of mystery even when she sees the tombstone, what a good age she is, and she has a passion and freshness for everything.
She and Ji Chengyang’s room is next door. The two had dinner some time earlier and played in his room for a while. They used the laptop he brought to surf the Internet. Ji Chengyang sat on the sofa and watched TV.
I wandered onto QQ somehow, and soon Ji Nuannuan knocked over: I will go to your school to find you for dinner tomorrow
She thought that Ji Yi was living in school and did not go home.
Ji Yi felt a little in his heart: I went out, and went on a trip with my classmates.
Ji Nuannuan was silent for a while, then called: let's talk about it when we come back, have fun.
The warm tone is a bit wrong.
Ji Yi followed up and asked a few words, and she said that she would wait for her to come back.
She closed her QQ and thought for a while, guessing that Nuannuan might be due to going abroad. After all, she didn't do well in the college entrance examination this time, so she only went to an ordinary university, and her family was going to let her go abroad after her freshman year. read. She has expressed resistance, but there is really no strong reason not to go out...
"Go to bed early, we will get up early tomorrow." Ji Chengyang turned off the TV.
The room suddenly became quiet, Ji Yin said, shut down the computer, picked it up and put it on the desk. She turned her head and saw him walk into the bathroom, unscrew the faucet in the sink, pour two handfuls of cold water on his face, and then wipe most of the water on his face with her right hand. She stood at the door of the bathroom, watching him.
He looked in the mirror and noticed her behind him.
This is an unfamiliar hotel room, not Ji Chengyang's home.
The unfamiliar environment, especially the hotel, can always increase the attraction between the opposite sex, especially... Ji Yi leaned against the wall, her eyes brightened because of the yellow light in the bathroom, she still couldn't believe that the two of them were really true. So I went out to travel, and when I spoke, I became a little lighter because of the eagerness in my heart: "What time am I going to get on the alarm clock?"
"Nine o'clock, almost."
She laughed: "Then I don't need an alarm clock, I woke up naturally at seven."
"So healthy?" He turned sideways and went to the shelf on the right to get the towel, which was a dark blue towel.
She found that his habit was very similar to her own.
No matter what kind of place is closed, you must bring your own towels when you go out to feel comfortable, and there are sheets and quilts... Ji Chengyang is not so picky at this point. Ji Chengyang wiped off the water on his face and hands, hung the towel again, turned around and saw her eyes again, he was finally a little helpless, and teased her in a lazy tone: "Aren't you going to sleep? Do you want to touch the beard?"
He even remembered this sentence.
Ji Yiteng instantly burned the roots of his ears, turned his head, went to look at the towel, and made excuses for himself: "I just found out that you have the same habit as I, and I always used to bring my own towel when I go out." Ji Chengyang paused slightly: "This feels more comfortable. , At least there is something in a strange environment that you are familiar with, which will make people feel safe." He said, stepping forward, leaning slightly, and beckoning her to try.
Ji Yi was in a daze, and really reached out to touch it.
Although there is no difference, Hu stubble has obviously begun to make a splash. She touched with a few fingers lightly, there was a tingling sensation in her fingertips, but she was not sad, but it seemed to be passing a small electric current, some numb, some... She suddenly retracted her hand: "You didn't shave in the morning... ?"
She hid the arm behind her back and kept rubbing her fingertips nervously, as if this could calm herself down, but the feeling was too difficult to get rid of. The tingling sensation flowed from the fingertips into the heart through the blood. I feel that the roots of my ears are getting hotter, more than hot, and there is a white shadow in front of my eyes.
It's too ambiguous.
"It's shaved, it's not obvious now, it can be touched with your hands," Ji Chengyang's voice was also a little muffled, "you can see it if you get up tomorrow morning if you don't shave."
Oh my goodness.
Why did she discuss shaving with him here in the middle of the night.
Ji Yi was a little confused, went to sleep as he said, and hurriedly ran away from his room.
Who knew that when he hit the door, he found that his room card was still on the table in his room, so he had to pat the door again. Ji Chengyang opened it and looked at her. "Door card," Ji Yi followed the gap between him and the door to look at the glass table in front of the sofa, "My door is stuck on your table." Ji Chengyang didn't say a word, went to get her back, and watched her run away for the second time. .
He held the door and heard the sound of her swiping the card, and after the sound of the door, he closed the door again with peace of mind.
He returned to the sofa and sat down again, then pulled his coat over, took out the cigarette and lighter from his pocket, quickly lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and forced the restlessness aroused by the short touch from his body. Peel away.
He occasionally plans to quit smoking, but there is still no strong reason to do it. Maybe I will really be together with Xixi in the future, and it should be easy to give up this habit that she has cultivated for many years to take into account her feelings when kissing, or her health. Ji Chengyang tapped his temple with the ring finger of the hand holding the cigarette, because of this weird thought, he laughed completely.