Luo Jingyu didn't set the alarm and slept until 12 noon, when she was awakened by a small light bulb at the head of the bed.
He went to open the door and the person who came was Fang Xu. Luo Jingyu then remembered that he had made an appointment with Fang Xu a few days ago. Fang Xu would come to him to pick up the jewelry on the afternoon of the second day after Mrs. Chi Jiang's birthday party.
This batch of accessories is very small in quantity, and it was opened for pre-order after New Year's Day. The name used is New Year & Valentine's Day limited edition. Originally, Luo Jingyu didn't want to open a warehouse, but Fang Xu said that even if they only made 20 of each type, they had to make it, just to show their presence. It's one thing for the girls not to get it, and it's another thing for them not to make it.
What he said made sense, so Luo Jingyu designed several accessories with simple and festive styles, which were relatively easy to emboss.
Because of the small quantity, Fang Xu did not hire a model to take photos as usual. He just took photos of the samples, edited them and uploaded them to the platform. Luo Jingyu, on the other hand, took advantage of the time to make these small things while making the cherry blossoms.
Now that the Lantern Festival has passed and Valentine's Day is just a few days away, if Fang Xu doesn't come to pick it up, it will be too late to ship it.
Fang Xu walked into the room carrying a bag of lunch boxes. Seeing Luo Jingyu with disheveled hair and a haggard look, he asked, "What time did you finish work last night?"
Luo Jingyu made a "2" and then a "4" gesture with her right hand, and then made a sleeping posture.
"Thank you for your hard work. I brought you some food." Fang Xu was suddenly stunned. "Oh my god! Why is your house different? It's like you're decorating your bridal house! Oh! There's even a cat climbing frame. Do you have a cat? Where's the cat?"
Luo Jingyu: “…”
He took the lunch box from Fang Xu's hand sullenly, pointed to a chair for him to sit on, and went to the bathroom to wash up first.
After coming out of the bathroom, Luo Jingyu found that Fang Xu was not sitting on the chair, but sitting on the sofa with legs apart. Fang Xu patted the sofa with a smile: "This sofa is nice! Your place finally feels like home."
Luo Jingyu didn't know what he was talking about from a distance. She took a can of coffee for Fang Xu and ignored him, sitting at the dining table to eat. Fang Xu packed kimchi beef rice for him. Luo Jingyu was very hungry and thought it tasted good.
After Fang Xu sat alone on the sofa for a while, he stood up and walked to the workbench, picked up a small bottle and looked at it for a few seconds, then walked to the dining table and sat across from Luo Jingyu, showing him the small bottle in his hand and asked, "Is this the resin you made?"
Luo Jingyu looked at him and nodded.
Fang Xu asked again: "Did you succeed?"
Luo Jingyu thought about it, shook her head, took out her cell phone and typed for him: Experiment, it still doesn’t work.
Fang Xu said "Oh" in understanding.
This resin formula was created by Luo Jingyu herself.
The embossing works can be preserved permanently without being damaged by external forces, but it has a disadvantage that is not considered a disadvantage, which is that it is not waterproof. Because the material is cloth, and the cloth is dyed, even if it is brushed with setting liquid, the paint will smudge when it comes into contact with water, and the whole work will be ruined.
Some craftsmen want to try to mix a liquid and brush it on the finished product, so that the hot stamping can be waterproof after it dries. However, this liquid itself will destroy the dyeing effect of the hot stamping, and no one has succeeded so far.
Luo Jingyu also studies resin coatings in her spare time. After more than a year of research, sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't, which shows that the formula is unstable. Things that are not 100% successful can only be considered as experimental products, because you can only know whether it works after applying it. What if it is a very expensive work? If you apply it and it is ruined, wouldn't Luo Jingyu vomit blood
Instead of talking about the resin formula, Fang Xu and Luo Jingyu talked about the Flower Festival.
The Flower Festival commemorates the birthday of all flowers. In Qiantang, it is usually held on the 15th or 25th day of the second lunar month, which happens to be March, the season when all flowers are in full bloom.
Girls who love Hanfu culture will wear Hanfu and flower ornaments on their heads to go for outings in the suburbs during festivals, wandering in a sea of countless flowers such as peach blossoms, camellia, cherry blossoms, pear blossoms, etc., taking beautiful photos and videos, and participating in some related activities, such as worshiping the flower god, praying for spring, etc.
For Luo Jingyu and Fang Xu, the Flower Festival and the Hanfu Festival in autumn are the two biggest sources of business in the year. In previous years, Luo Jingyu would have started work at this time, but now there is only one month left before the Flower Festival this year, and he has not yet started work because of the previous incident with the cherry trees.
Business must be done, and even without Fang Xu's reminder, Luo Jingyu would not give up the Flower Festival.
After dinner, he took out paper and pen and made a plan on paper with Fang Xu.
He must use two days, that is, before February 12, to determine the flower pattern theme, choose one of the two, and make samples. He will then have Fang Xu send them to various Hanfu groups to see the girls' reactions and finally determine which theme the flowers will have.
On February 13, Fang Xu opened a warehouse to accept limited reservations and collected a deposit. If you have special requirements, you can chat privately and add money. According to past experience, the quantity released can be booked out that night.
Before February 15, Luo Jingyu went to suppliers to purchase hardware, fabrics and other materials.
The two agreed that this time the varieties would be hairpins, hair combs and side clips, with a total of 500 pieces.
If there is a surge in orders, we can only ship in the order of payment. Orders after 500 pieces are not guaranteed to be delivered before the Flower Festival.
From then on, Luo Jingyu had to work day and night without a break for half a month. The first batch of goods would be shipped on March 1st, and the second batch on March 4th.
This year's Flower Festival falls on March 8th. If all goes well, they can make a total profit of about 150,000 yuan, excluding labor costs and only counting material costs.
It's like this every year. This year, because of the tight schedule, the quantity that can be made is less than in previous years, and the profit is not as much as in previous years. Fang Xu complained a lot, but he also knew that Luo Jingyu was just one person after all, with two hands, and people have to eat and sleep. So, after making a plan with him, Fang Xu picked up the box of decorations and left.
Luo Jingyu stayed at home alone. She didn't want to think about designing a theme for the time being, so she sat on the sofa and stared blankly.
Having just finished a big order, Luo Jingyu now has to work day and night for another month. She feels tired, but she knows that this is life.
He was already considered good among the deaf people for having such a skill to make a living. At least he didn't have to go to the night market every day like Chen Liang and Maomao, no matter it was hot or cold, windy or rainy, to earn just enough money to feed himself.
Actually, it's good to be busy. When you are busy, you forget everything else. Those things and that person can be temporarily blocked out of your brain. At most, when you dream at midnight, you will remember that there used to be a cute little white cat at home, and that girl with a sweet smile, who always stayed in the kitchen, pulled his sleeves, and whispered to him.
If I think about it, I can’t sleep.
It is better to be busy. When you are tired, close your eyes, you can neither hear nor see, just like sinking in the deep sea. After a long time, you will forget everything.
—
Zhan Xi washed Luo Jingyu's scarf and watched it drying on the balcony.
Before washing, she smelled the scarf and it still had his pleasant scent. She still didn't know what kind of fragrance it was and she didn't dare to ask him.
Chi Guilan called Zhan Xi and chatted with her as if nothing had happened, telling her to eat well, study hard, and take the exam seriously at the end of the month. She also promised that she would not introduce anyone to her in the short term and asked her to find a good job first.
When Zhan Xi asked about his brother and sister-in-law's recent situation, Chi Guilan snorted and said, "I don't know, I'm too lazy to care." Zhan Xi didn't continue the topic.
She wanted to wait until the scarf was dry before returning it to Xiaoyu, and get closer to him at the same time.
She said she would not give up and wanted to try, but Zhan Xi didn't know where to start. She was the one who rejected Xiaoyu, and Xiaoyu didn't say anything to her. Now she couldn't say "I like you" actively, and she felt like a psychopath.
Or... give me a hint
Zhan Xi sat on the sofa holding the gift, thinking and thinking, opening his phone and checking the calendar, ah! This Friday is February 14th, Valentine's Day!
If... she asked Xiaoyu out for dinner on Valentine's Day, could he... think of something? He should have some emotional intelligence, right? Well... prepare a gift for him! That would be even more obvious, right
Zhan Xi opened her online banking account and looked at her credit card bill. To be honest, she had been quite poor recently. She had given Xiaoyu several gifts and spent nearly three thousand yuan in total. It was also expensive to raise a cat. At the end of the month, she had to pay three months' rent. It was really difficult for her to buy expensive things for Xiaoyu.
She hasn't bought new clothes for a long time. Does that mean poor people are not worthy of dating
Zhan Xi touched Liwu's head and said to it, "Hey, why don't you just stop following me and follow the guy on the 15th floor. Your cat food is so expensive, and you still eat milk cakes. I'm almost eating instant noodles."
Liwu meowed comfortably a few times and sucked on her fingers. Zhan Xi sighed and lay down on the sofa in frustration.
—
The product reputation of "Xiao Yu Yu Handmade Hairpin" has always been good, and the customer base is very stable. In several large Hanfu groups with hundreds to thousands of people, when the girls saw the peony and spring orchid hairpin samples sent by Fang Xu, they all shouted "Peony is beautiful!", "I want peony!", "Peony, peony, peony!"...
Therefore, the theme of this season's Flower Festival accessories is naturally set as peony.
Fang Xu quickly made the opening reservation link, which was opened at 5 pm on the 13th. By 9 pm, more than 560 reservations had been received.
Under Luo Jingyu's strong protest, Fang Xu closed the link with great pain, and only regretted that Luo Xiaoyu didn't have three heads and six arms.
Fang Xu: There will be some individual order returns throughout tomorrow, but it shouldn’t be more than 30. I will make a table of styles and colors and send it to you, and you can order the materials.
What a big fish: I understand.
After chatting with Fang Xu for a few words, Luo Jingyu went to take a shower. After washing, he turned on his mobile phone and found that Zhan Xi had sent him a WeChat message.
After reading the content, Luo Jingyu was shocked.
Egg Pudding: Xiaoyu, are you free tomorrow night? I want to treat you to dinner.
Huan Huan wants to treat him to a meal? Why? Has he done something inappropriate again
No!
Luo Jingyu sat on the sofa and racked his brains to figure out why Zhan Xi wanted to treat him to dinner. It couldn't be because of that scarf, right
How could he dare to go to the dinner that Zhan Xi invited him to again? It was like a Hongmen Banquet. The last birthday dinner was so awkward, at least it was at home, but he had to go out this time? He was really afraid that he would not be able to hold on.
After struggling with the screen for a long time, he finally replied to the message.
What a big fish: No, thank you.
Zhan Xi was stunned for a long time after receiving the news. After thinking about it, he didn't give up.
Egg Pudding: Do you have a date tomorrow night? [Poor]
Dating
Big Fish: No, you really don’t have to treat me to a meal.
Egg Pudding: Then how about you treat me to a meal? You still owe me a meal. [grin]
Luo Jingyu was completely confused. She looked at this sentence for a long time and didn't know how to respond.
Zhan Xi sent it again.
Egg Pudding: Are you trying to default on your debt? [Awkward]
What a big fish: No.
What a big fish: What do you want to eat
Egg Pudding: I'm fine with anything. It's your treat, and you have the final say.
Big Fish: I seldom eat out, so I don’t know of any good restaurants. Can you recommend one
Egg Pudding: Let’s go eat steak. I haven’t eaten steak for a long time. Do you like it
What a big fish: Okay, I don’t know where steak tastes good
Egg pudding: Steak is delicious no matter where it is, but rib-eye is the best!
What a big fish:…
What a Big Fish: I’m asking about the store
Egg Pudding: Oh, oh, which restaurant is delicious? I know, remember the mall we went to on Christmas Eve? There is a steak restaurant there that is delicious and not expensive. It only costs more than 100 yuan for two people.
Big Fish: Okay, then give me the store and we’ll meet there at a certain time.
Egg pudding: Don't you want to go together
What a big fish: Yes.
Egg Pudding: Okay, I’ll give you the link later. Let’s go in and find a seat at 6 o’clock, whoever arrives first.
Big Fish: Okay, see you tomorrow.
After chatting for a few sentences, Luo Jingyu's mind was blank.
How strange! Huanhuan and he made an appointment to go eat steak tomorrow
It’s over, it’s over. He won’t be able to sleep tonight again.
Zhan Xi, who "went to great lengths" to invite Xiao Yu out for a Valentine's Day dinner, was not very happy.
Xiaoyu is still so cold. Even though everyone is so close, he doesn't want to go with her.
Zhan Xi looked at the gift prepared for Xiaoyu on the table, a box of imported chocolates! He thought, although it only cost a few dozen yuan, it's Valentine's Day! A girl gave a boy chocolates! Even the dumbest boy should understand what it means, right
If Xiaoyu is still angry and asks her what she meant by those words she sent before, what should she say
Did I regret it? Did I say one thing and mean another? Did I slap myself in the face? Am I just a fool
What an idiot it is. Rather than having the awkward relationship between them now, Zhan Xi would rather be an idiot and be laughed to death by Xiaoyu.
But... Zhan Xi knew that Xiaoyu would not laugh at her.
He would just look at her helplessly, and maybe even rub her head with a smile.
Thinking that there might be a small breakthrough in her relationship with Xiaoyu the next day, Zhan Xi smiled secretly.
—
The next day at work, Zhan Xi was looking forward to his date in the evening and was in a particularly good mood.
I didn't expect that Yuan Sichen would pour a bucket of cold water on me early in the morning.
Yuan Sichen said: "Xiao Zhan, let me tell you, we will go to Qiufeng to practice dancing at 6 o'clock tonight."
Zhan Xi was shocked: "Tonight?! Why? Isn't today Valentine's Day?"
"Valentine's Day has something to do with you?" Yuan Sichen looked at her with a sly smile, "You have a boyfriend? Hey! You hid it pretty well!"
"I... No, I didn't." Zhan Xi muttered, "I have a dinner date with my friend tonight."
Yuan Sichen explained to her, "There's nothing we can do. Teacher Qiu said that if we don't practice tonight, she will be busy tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. You know, there are classes in the dance studio from Monday to Thursday next week. We're not dancing well enough right now. If we delay it for another week, we really won't be able to go on stage."
Zhan Xi made a bitter face: "But I really have an appointment with him."
"We can finish at 8 o'clock, or we can finish earlier at 7:30, and then you can go eat. Is that ok?" Yuan Sichen begged her, "Qian Yun is fine. I've already dealt with my boyfriend. You should just get over it. Please, please."
Zhan Xi's mouth was so pouty that it could hold an oil bottle, but he finally agreed.
She sent a WeChat message to Xiaoyu, saying that she had to go to dance practice in the evening and would not finish until 8 o'clock, so dinner might have to be cancelled.
What a Big Fish: Okay, it’s okay, I’ll treat you next time.
Egg Pudding: The dance studio is actually near the company and not far from our community. It’s only a 20-minute walk. How about after I finish dancing, we can go eat later
Luo Jingyu's brain crashed again. She didn't understand why Zhan Xi was so obsessed with having dinner together.
What a big fish: It’s too late and it’s cold. I’ll treat you next time. I won’t default on my debt.
Egg Pudding: Oh, okay.
After get off work, Zhan Xi, Yuan Sichen and Qian Yun went to the dance studio together. This dance studio does not provide dance training for children, but specializes in dance teaching for teenagers and adults, including street dance, modern dance, Latin dance, jazz dance, and even pole dance.
The dance studio is on the second floor of a shop along the street. There are three dance rooms in total. For the sake of transparency, there is no wall on the side facing the corridor, but instead a large floor-to-ceiling glass partition.
The teacher who teaches them, Mr. Qiu, is 27 years old. She has learned dancing since she was a child and also worked as a trainee. After she felt that there was no hope for her debut, she partnered with others to open this dance studio.
The temperature in the classroom was very high. Zhan Xi ate a piece of bread, changed into a T-shirt and training pants, tied her hair up, and stood in a triangle with two colleagues. She was the center. Teacher Qiu pressed the play button for the song. After the prelude, Zhan Xi and the other two started dancing.
This was an English dance music with a unique style. The movements and formations designed by Teacher Qiu for them were relatively simple, but they would look good if they were danced in unison. Unfortunately, none of the three had ever learned to dance, so although they had memorized all the movements and practiced for more than a month, their dancing was still horrible.
"What's going on?" Teacher Qiu was about to collapse. After they finished dancing, she walked over to Zhanxi and demonstrated to her, "Xiao Zhanxi, be more confident. Twist your hips like this. Do you see? Don't be stiff like you're doing radio gymnastics. You have such a good figure, long arms and legs. You're actually very suitable for dancing! A little more sex?"
Zhan Xi watched her demonstration while panting, and thought he had mastered it, but when he danced it just didn't feel right.
Teacher Qiu asked them to dance twice more and began to work on the details and formations. Her evaluation of Zhan Xi was that she was "unconfident, unable to let go, dull and rigid."
"Do you understand the lyrics of this song? You are all college students, right? You should understand it!" Teacher Qiu clapped her hands and taught them, "It tells the story of a well-behaved girl who was very nervous at first when facing the boy she secretly loved. She didn't even dare to look at him. But later she found out that the boy also liked her, so she got bolder and confessed to the boy. The first half is quite depressing, but the second half is totally 'bang'! It explodes! My heart is pounding and sparks are flying! Do you understand, Xiao Zhan!"
"Hey!" Zhan Xi came back to his senses, "What?"
Teacher Qiu was very disappointed: "Have you ever been in love? You are so beautiful, it is impossible that you have never been in love? The feeling of seeing your boyfriend, the pounding heart, the change from a young girl to a charming woman, recall it? Experience it!"
Zhan Xi's face fell: "..."
If she hadn't been asked to dance, she might have realized it by now!
Yuan Sichen and Qian Yun burst into laughter. Teacher Qiu looked up at the sky speechlessly: "Drink some water and keep going!"
—
Luo Jingyu walked on the street with her hands in her pockets.
It's strange tonight, there seem to be more people on the street than usual, and the occupancy rate of restaurants is also very high. Why? Is it because it's the weekend
The brim of his hood was pulled down so low that it almost covered his eyes, and he still had a mask on his face.
Luo Jingyu didn't know why she went out.
When searching for dance training institutions near Qingque Jiayuan on an app, three came up, one was "Xiaojindou Children's Dance School", one was "Wang Jun Chinese Dance Training Center", and the other was "Qiufeng Art".
Luo Jingyu’s destination is “Qiufeng Art”.
Zhan Xi said it would take 20 minutes to walk there, but he arrived in 13 minutes. Could it be that this was the restaurant? He was not sure.
The dance studio was on the second floor and there was no one guarding the stairs going up. Luo Jingyu walked upstairs and saw a corridor with a wall on the left and a row of floor-to-ceiling glass on the right. Every room was brightly lit.
Luo Jingyu pulled down her hood, rubbed her hair, and walked slowly forward.
In the first classroom, there were seven or eight young people dancing, like street dance? There were both men and women. Luo Jingyu didn't stop and continued to walk forward.
There were actually several poles standing upright in the second classroom, and four girls were learning pole dancing, and they had just done a move where they hooked their legs on the pole and leaned back. The girls' long and short hair hung down, and their clothes were very thin. One girl saw him and even winked at him, which startled Luo Jingyu, so she lowered her head and walked forward quickly.
In the third classroom, he finally saw the person he was looking for.
Three girls were dancing, Zhan Xi was standing in the front, in front of a big mirror. She had a high ponytail, a white short-sleeved T-shirt tied at the hem, revealing her slender waist, and loose black trousers underneath.
There was a wet spot on her collar, her cheeks were flushed, and her wet hair stuck to her cheeks. It was obvious that she had been practicing for a long time.
Luo Jingyu stood there, feeling a strange sensation under her feet.
He concentrated and felt it—it was vibration.
He slowly approached the large glass, raised his right hand, and placed his palm against the glass.
Ah... the feeling is more obvious, it is vibration, rhythmic vibration, coming from the soles of my feet and the palms, in waves.
He looked back at the girl and found that the vibrations he felt matched her movements! It was a surprising feeling, as if he could hear the music and appreciate her dancing more thoroughly.
This was certainly not the first time that Luo Jingyu felt vibrations. Vibrations are everywhere in life, but this was the first time that, because of vibrations, he felt that he was a little closer to another person.
Fast, slow, heavy, light, Luo Jingyu felt the rhythm of her palms attentively and followed Zhan Xi's dance moves, watching with great fascination.
Zhan Xi danced numbly, and when the song ended, he didn't even notice the person outside the glass.
The first person to see was Yuan Sichen. She shouted, "Who is that outside? So scary."
Zhan Xi then looked up breathlessly—black clothes, black pants, and a black mask. Oh my god! It was Xiaoyu!
She almost rushed out, but Teacher Qiu had already asked them to line up and prepare to do it again. Zhan Xi used a large body language to sign to Xiaoyu: Wait for me, don't leave!
These were all the sign languages she knew. It was not enough to type them once, so she typed them three times in a row. Only after the person nodded at her did she smile and feel relieved.
The prelude sounded again, and this time, Zhan Xi's mood changed drastically.
The guy she liked was outside, watching her!
I don't know how he got here! How did he know she was here!
I'm so happy! I can't hide the smile on my face, and my heart is beating so fast, thump thump thump...
As her body moved to the music, she didn't know why, but she didn't feel tired or bored at all. She danced particularly vigorously, trying to perform all her movements to perfection.
Zhan Xi certainly knew what the lyrics meant. She had listened to them so many times that she could sing them by heart! When the well-behaved girl saw the boy she had a crush on, her heart was beating fast and she felt very shy... What? Oh my God! He likes me too
Happy to the point of spinning! Happy to the point of flying!
Be braver! Be more confident!
Look, there he is!
Throw your hair up! Twist your waist! Let me show you how cute and charming I am!
Hey! I'm young and energetic! Am I more beautiful than the hot flowers you made
My heart is beating fast now, how about you? Will you be tempted when you see me like this
Bang! Explosion!
Nothing can stop me from liking you!
I don't want to give up on you because you are really good!
What about you? Do you like me
Look into my eyes, they are looking into yours.
I bit my lip. Did I look like a little goblin
hey, mylvelylittlefish,
igtyu.
igtyu…
Teacher Qiu put her hands on her hips, opened her mouth slightly, and her jaw dropped. Yuan Sichen and Qian Yun were also very surprised. In the previous dance, Zhan Xi danced like a different person, with a lovely and charming posture and even a perfect expression.
“You’re… coming to your senses, aren’t you?” Teacher Qiu looked Zhan Xi up and down. “Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a pity. You’re too old. If you had been a trainee eight years earlier, you might have been able to debut!”
Zhan Xi was in no mood to joke with her, and said anxiously: "Teacher Qiu, take a five-minute break, I'll go out for a while!"
She skipped out of the classroom, but Luo Jingyu didn't leave. After the music stopped, the vibration disappeared, and his world returned to silence. He reluctantly took his hand away from the glass and stood further away.
Zhan Xi ran up to him, sweat all over his head and body, his cheeks red, but his eyes bright, and he shouted happily: "Xiao Yu, why are you here?"
Luo Jingyu was still wearing a mask and didn't dare to take it off because his face was burning.
But his red ears still gave him away. Zhan Xi looked at his slightly flustered eyes and smiled even more widely: "I still have half an hour to finish practicing. Wait for me and don't leave, okay?"
Luo Jingyu: “…”
"Wait for me! Don't go! Promise me!" Zhan Xi said while using sign language. She was already very familiar with this simple sentence.
Luo Jingyu was shocked when she saw the three girls in the classroom looking outside. She nodded quickly to stop Zhan Xi from continuing to sign.
Zhan Xi smiled so much that his eyes curved.
Luo Jingyu looked at her, pointed at her, and then pointed at her left cheek.
Zhan Xi didn't understand: "What?"
She followed the direction and touched her right cheek.
Luo Jingyu sighed, slowly raised her hand, lifted a strand of wet hair that was almost sticking to Zhan Xi's nose on her left cheek, and tucked it behind her ear.
Zhan Xi stood obediently, feeling the warmth and touch of his fingers on her cheek. Her eyelashes fluttered a few times, and she suddenly raised her eyes to look at him. Luo Jingyu was caught off guard, and her eyes were fixed on hers, but she hardened her heart and quickly looked away.
Zhan Xi knew that he was shy, so he smiled slightly and walked backwards with his hands behind his back. Before entering the classroom, he suddenly made a sign language to him, which Luo Jingyu understood but didn't understand.
What she was comparing was: Happy holidays.
Is today a holiday? What holiday
Luo Jingyu has been busy with orders for the Flower Festival recently. She has been so busy that she only remembers that the nearest festival is the Flower Festival, which is also Women's Day.
He took out his cell phone to check the date, and when he saw it clearly, he was petrified on the spot.
If he hadn't promised Huanhuan that he wouldn't leave, he would have run away by now. ：，，.