Gu Yebai put the things on the table and wanted to pour her a glass of water, but found that there was only his own cup in the room. Except for Lin Ziyan and another friend Tang Juan, there were no visitors here. There was beer in the refrigerator, but she was a girl, and for some reason he didn't want to give her alcohol.
Seeing his tall figure pause, Youyan smiled and said, "Gu Yebai, I'm not thirsty, I'm hungry, let's eat."
He sat down, took out his wallet, pulled out a note and handed it to her.
She was obviously startled, "What is this?"
"Meal money." He replied quietly.
Her little face suddenly dropped.
"I thought we were friends. If you insist on giving me money, then I'll take the stuff away."
His hand froze and he slowly retracted it.
"Let's eat." She lowered her voice and handed him the box on top first.
Is she angry
His sharp eyes did not miss a trace of emotion on her face, and he almost blurted out an apology, but in the end he didn't say anything and just silently accepted what she handed her.
When I opened it, I saw that the food inside was for two people.
"I didn't know what you liked to eat, so I ordered some of everything." She explained to him.
"Thank you." He said, and for a moment, something hit his heart unpreparedly, and it opened slightly.
The two ate quietly.
Youyan looked over quietly, and saw that this guy's eating movements were really elegant, chewing slowly and gently... On the other hand, he often gnawed randomly, wasn't he like a pig eating? As she thought about it, she couldn't help but laugh.
He looked up, "What's wrong?"
"I won't tell you." She made a face at him and was about to continue eating when she suddenly saw him take something out of the dish and put it on the lid.
Is this man a picky eater? Youyan was stunned for a moment and said, "Gu Yebai, give me your chopsticks."
Gu Yebai's eyes flickered slightly, but he did not refuse and handed over the chopsticks. I saw her rummaging through her lunch box carefully and putting some meat and vegetables into his. Her movements were a little clumsy, but she smiled happily, as if she had accomplished something important.
As soon as he raised his head, he fell into the man's deep gaze. Youyan's face heated up and he said hurriedly: "They are all clean. I have never touched them. Don't worry."
"That's not it." He said calmly.
"The dishes I give you are all what you like to eat." She was a little confused, and then put the meat and vegetables he picked out into her own rice, and said proudly: "I'm not picky about food."
What else could he say? After taking a bite of the vegetables she brought into his mouth, Gu Yebai chewed them slowly, his eyes returning to the top of her hair. The sky outside the window seemed to have suddenly turned dark. The light was almost extinguished during this time, but it still made people feel warm. There was a place in the heart that had been cold for a long time that spontaneously softened.
After dinner, they drew another group of sketches and made an appointment for the next meeting. She said goodbye to him with a smile.
He didn't see her off, but walked to the balcony unconsciously.
It was getting darker. In the basketball court not far away, many boys are still playing games in full swing. When she reached the barbed wire fence, she suddenly stopped, put her hands on the wire fence, and looked at it carefully for a long time before reluctantly leaving.
What is she looking at, a certain boy on the court
His whole body was a little tense, and an indescribable emotion burst out from his heart and quickly invaded every pore in his body.
*
In the following days, they met every day, in his dormitory, somewhere on campus or in Yingshan.
One day, she told him in annoyance that because the film was broken and she needed to buy a new one, the movie she wanted to invite him to watch had been rescheduled and delayed for two weeks, during which time other movies were shown. That day, he found himself in a very happy mood.
Every morning, she would rub her eyes and come over early with a few bags. After a while, he found it funny that he had eaten almost all the flavors in the nearby store. She would tell him where she bought them every day. It was early, but he didn't tell her that his homework had actually been finished long ago.
Just like every day, at dawn, he spotted that figure in front of the flower garden downstairs in the dormitory. There was no trace of her usual playful and playful look. She looked unusually quiet today. She sat obediently on the chair, motionless, and looked at her shoes quietly.
He suddenly remembered that today was the last day of their agreement, all her promises had been fulfilled, and tomorrow was the day for him to keep his promise. A month passed like this, unconsciously, like quicksand between fingers.
What kind of movie would that be? I don’t know when he started to stop for a while when passing by the school’s small cinema. But he never went in to check the name of the movie. And after tomorrow, he and she, like two parallel lines, will finally return to their respective tracks and never intersect again.