But Ye Fei won’t. The two cannot agree on how to apply and transfer. Although she also hopes to get together soon and agrees to marry as a guarantee option, she still refuses to lower her posture. He often argues. Ye Fei said so poorly. People who can't see her can't think of her goodness, only the irritability of arguing with her in their hearts, and the balance in their hearts tilts a little bit.
But on the coast of Jamaica, when he was holding someone in his arms, he suddenly remembered the promise he had made to Ye Fei, remembered her graceful figure while swimming in the blue waves, remembered her innocent, natural and unpretentious. Smile. Within a single thought, the last line of defense was not crossed. It was the girl who posted the photo of the two on the Internet and tagged him with self-evident motives.
Since then, Ye Fei seemed to have disappeared.
Xu Pengcheng was a little angry at the little girl's scheming, unlike Ye Fei, who was outspoken, occasionally speaks nothing that makes people laugh. When he thought of her goodness and felt that he could no longer catch her, he realized how terrible it was to lose her.
He only thought that Ye Fei was sad and anguished, and when he saw him, he would get angry and resent, and would not make a sound of tears. But thinking that he didn't make a big mistake, and went to great lengths to beg her for forgiveness, she would feel grateful and delighted after the catharsis, and would forgive him for his indiscreet and ignorant deviation.
Whether Ye Fei beat him, scolded him, or cried with him in a hug, Xu Pengcheng was ready. But Ye Fei in front of him was calm, rational, and indifferent, and he didn't look like the person he knew anymore.
The two people walked slowly, passing the benches in front of the library, the grassy green space, the mirror-level pond... The place where there used to be sweet memories, Ye Fei just walked by normally, without a trace of looseness between the words . She said: "Of course there are opportunities for correction. But I did not give it to you, but you gave it to yourself. Whatever you do in the future, you must be worthy of your conscience."
The hope in Xu Pengcheng's heart faded a little bit, his face gradually turned gray, he was silent for a while, and suddenly thought of something, he suddenly woke up, and urgently asked: "You are with someone else, are you? Or else, You will not be so unfeeling."
Ye Fei didn't avoid it, and met his gaze, with a smile on his lips. She said: "Yes." There was a thin chain around her neck. At the place where the collar bones gathered, there was a sterling silver frangipani pendant, shining softly in the sun.
"Are you serious?" Xu Pengcheng asked.
"of course."
The news came a little bit suddenly, and he couldn't believe it: "I asked Zhao Xiaoting and others, they all said that your life is very simple and you have no close friends of the opposite sex."
"I don't need to tell you about my affairs, and there is no need to explain everything to the people around me."
Xu Pengcheng's face was dark, speechless.
"If there is nothing wrong, I will go first." Ye Fei stopped, "I'm still busy."
He grabbed her wrist: "Is it... someone you met on the road?"
"Ok?"
"What kind of person is it? Don't take revenge on me, on the spur of the moment..."
Ye Fei said lightly: "Why should I take revenge on you? I have no feelings for you anymore." She did not deny the timing of meeting Chen Jiajun.
"I was wrong, I know you are not happy. But, whoever you met during the journey, have you ever thought about it?" Xu Pengcheng was heartbroken. "Whether tourists or local workers, how many people are facing young and beautiful women? The child’s courtesy, sweet talk is to take advantage, do you still want to be with others forever?"
Ye Fei's face turned cold: "My matter has nothing to do with you, and there is no need to explain it to you."
"Ye Fei, why are you so innocent and naive? Or do you just want to indulge yourself? Do you know what it means to know what to do when you get lost."
"I know." She smiled disdainfully, "Does it count to leave you?"
Xu Pengcheng's face was stiff: "Can you stop talking like that, every time it's like fighting."
"Look at what you said first, I still have to be grateful?" Ye Fei curled his lips mockingly, "How absurd."
"What you did yourself is not absurd?" He gritted his teeth, "I'm doing it for your own good!"
Ye Fei smiled with anger: "You know now, it's good for me, have you ever thought about when I'm bad?"
Scenes on the island flashed in my mind. If she first met not Songxi, but a tyrannical person. If Chen Jiajun did not show up in time. If she is crying alone on a secluded beach, she is the one who encounters disaster. It's hard to tell what she will do now. She was just extra fortunate, and in the most frustrated and hesitant period, she didn't suffer more harm. And destiny favored her so much that it seemed to bring her to that person deliberately.
Ye Fei raised his hand and subconsciously touched the silver frangipani on his chest, and his excitement calmed down a little bit.
"Yes, for you, I used to be very sad, and my heart hurts more than being stabbed a few times. I also thought that I would not care about anything anymore. You are sorry for me, you should apologize to me." She paused. "It's just that I don't care about this anymore. I can't say a word for myself yesterday, forgive you. I'm very clear-headed now. Whether that person is good or not worth it, I will judge for myself." She said a long sentence, gently breaking Xu Pengcheng's finger, "Let go. The past is over, you take care of yourself."
Xu Pengcheng's expression was dejected: "Even if my sin is unforgivable, you are really crazy."
Ye Fei chuckled lightly. She may be really fascinated. Thinking of a person for the first time, so scratching my heart and lungs, I was overwhelmed.
Is it absurd? Back in normal life, perhaps few people can understand the sudden relationship between her and Chen Jiajun. Ye Fei rubbed the pendant, missing her heart.
Before leaving the town, the two went to the nearby silverware village according to the instructions of the Chinese couple. Chen Jiajun wanted to give her another bracelet, but he didn't see it as he picked it up. Ye Fei saw this small and exquisite frangipani and couldn't put it down, so he matched it with a thin silver chain, and he personally helped her put it on.
Ye Fei still remembered that when he looked at him, the look of pampering and admiration, separated just after being together, it felt tormented. Now that she has decided not to study in the United States, her goal of finding a job is more clear.
After the school started, Ye Fei participated in several activities of the Southeast Asia Exchange Association. The manuscript she wrote during the summer vacation has been well received and will be published in the special issue at the end of the year. By the way, Ye Fei also learned various information about working in Southeast Asia from the staff of the embassy. Everyone saw her positive attitude and said she would try her best to help. Ye Fei also thought about looking for Chen Jiajun during the National Day holiday and searched for air tickets. Not only was there no discount at all, the tickets for popular time and popular routes were almost sold out, and only a few first-class and business-class seats she could not even imagine were left. .
Just as she sighed and wondered if she wanted to seek support from Chen Jiajun cheeky, she received a message from the association that in November there was a student forum between ASEAN and East Asia in Singapore. Airfare and accommodation expenses were all provided by a large consortium background. Supported by the foundation, participants only need to bear the most basic local transportation and part of the food expenses.
There are not many places in the country. You need to submit application materials and participate in interviews. Ye Fei studied the notice of the meeting and started to prepare the application for the ecological sub-forum. She had a few questions in her mind, such as eco-tourism, environmental education and environmental protection, local economic development, and people’s ocean awareness. She didn’t know how to connect more properly. She sat in the library for two days and conceived two or three outlines. , I think I can ask Chen Jiajun's opinion.
Ye Fei looked at the time. He probably just finished work there. Maybe there are still customers coming to consult and have dinner. She put her phone away, and her nerves were tense for several days. Now thinking of Chen Jiajun, her heart is full of cares, and she has no intention of studying, so she simply goes to the street to watch a movie.
It was not a weekend. There were not many people in the cinema. Ye Fei bought the last row of tickets. There was no one beside him. There was a pair of lovers in the first two rows, with their heads pressed against their heads, biting their ears from time to time, and the voice was very low. The background sound was inaudible, and it didn't bother others.
But Ye Fei's attention was drawn over. She shrank in her seat, feeling a little sad to think of Chen Jiajun.
After crossing the border, they had limited time. Chen Jiajun asked her if she wanted to go to Malacca or go to Kuala Lumpur to eat popcorn and watch a movie. Ye Fei didn't want to waste time driving on the road, so he decided to go to the movies. Unexpectedly, the theater was very air-conditioned. She was shivering with cold in short-sleeved shorts. Chen Jiajun raised the handrail in the middle, and Ye Fei held the popcorn and kept leaning against him.
The two people watched the third part of "The Mummy" first, because the background was in China and there were also terracotta warriors and horses. Ye Fei was very excited to watch. He always wanted to bite his ears with Chen Jiajun, and came together after a while.
"I like the heroine in the first movie... The Egyptian princess in the first movie is also very beautiful, and the scene where the priest is dragged away by the hell carriage at the end was really shocking. It's the bugs inside that make people feel numb."
After a while, he said: "Liang Luoshi is very tasteful and I like her... There is also a very good show of Terracotta Warriors and Horses, "The Love of the Terracotta Warriors in Ancient and Modern Times", Li Bihua's novel, and the original is very well written.
Seeing Li Lian's outstanding performance, she remembered again: "Have you seen "Hero"? There is Qin assassinated there, and here is King Qin."
Her voice was low, almost like blowing air. Her ears were tickled by the heat from her, and Chen Jiajun never answered. At this moment, he wrapped her neck, stretched out his hand to cover her mouth, and pushed the popcorn into her arms.
Ye Feiran was a little ashamed when he walked out of the theater: "It's too shameful to not be able to watch a movie with you. I used to think that I was very ethical, so I ate popcorn in a low voice in the theater... When I was with you, I just couldn't help but want to talk. ."
Chen Jiajun laughed at her: "When do you want to talk?"
But now, there are so many things I want to say to him, and I have to save them, or maybe I have to take a small notebook to write them down. Ye Fei came out of the cinema and went to the nearby supermarket for two laps. He sent a text message to Chen Jiajun: "I just watched a movie."
In less than a minute, his phone call came, and it sounded very leisurely: "Going to eat popcorn again?"
"No, I can't finish a big bucket by myself." She laughed, "How about you?"
"No popcorn, no movies." He chuckled softly, "I'll talk about it when you come back."
Ye Fei suddenly thought of the movie "The Bourne", which was never finished, and his face became hot: "What do you think?"
While talking on the phone, he walked to the trestle bridge, changed the accent of this sentence from "what" to "you", and asked, "What do you think?"
Ye Fei faintly heard the rustle of the waves coming from there, the gurgling noise flowing through the cracks of the wooden planks, and wanted to see the long-lost sea: "Wait for me to go back to the bedroom, let's video."
Chen Jiajun coughed: "Unexpectedly, you are so open."
She was startled, and immediately understood: "I just want to see the sea..."
"Do not show you."
"why?"
He simply replied neatly: "I'm afraid you will be angry."
"Is there a woman next to you?"
"Have."
"Who?"
"Ms. Noodle Instant."
Ye Fei walked to the freezer in the supermarket, leaned over and looked at the dazzling array of goods, and said, "It's instant noodles again! I'm in the supermarket, so I really want to buy vegetables for you. I will clean up the kitchen before I go next time. Right."
His voice was smiling: "Okay."
For a few seconds, I didn't speak.
"I don't know when it will be next time." Ye Fei flattened his mouth. "The ticket on October is very expensive, so I won't go."
"Ok."
"There will be a student forum in November. In Singapore, I plan to apply."
Chen Jiajun replied: "Okay, I'm going to see you. Can I have two days of free time to show you around."
"There should be free time, or group play, I won't go." Ye Fei thought of his application article, "By the way, I would like to ask you a few more questions and listen to the opinions of people in the industry."
Ye Fei didn't dare to say the words "I miss you so much" until he hung up the phone, and was afraid to say it, so he choked up in the brightly lit supermarket. Just like when bidding farewell to Chen Jiajun at the airport, he helped her carry a colorful little flower schoolbag, which contrasted sharply with her tall and straight figure. He walked calmly and didn't feel embarrassed. The two hugged at the security checkpoint for a long time. After the security check, Ye Fei never looked back. She was afraid that when she turned her head back, she would burst into tears.
A busy tone came from the receiver, and Chen Jiajun looked at the call log and gently touched her name on the screen. Ye Fei's tone was always relaxed. At the airport, he watched her walk into the security checkpoint, so decisively, he didn't even turn his head. He was not disappointed, but distressed, for her strength and sensibility. She couldn't come during the National Day holiday, he just wanted to buy a ticket and fly to China. But now, not yet.
Walking back to the shop from the trestle bridge, Chloe was still waiting for him. She washed her face and wiped away the tears, but her eyes were still a little red.
Chloe asked softly, "Faey?"
Chen Jiajun nodded.
"Sorry, I shouldn't have caused you trouble..."
"It's not troublesome. The scar is my business." He frowned. "You should tell me earlier. How long do you want to hide it?"
"Scar has been reluctant to say, I'm afraid something will happen, can you say hello to the police station?"
He didn't hesitate: "It would be better for me to go there in person."
"I'll go with you." Chloe got up.
Chen Jiajun waved his hand: "No... you have a good rest." He wanted to say that your presence would only intensify the contradiction, and he swallowed these words back.
Early the next morning, Chen Jiajun took the ferry out of the island. He walked to the deck, leaned on the body, lit a cigarette, dialed Scar's phone, and rang twice in succession. Chen Jiajun frowned and sent a text message: I am trying to help you, not to stop you.
After a few minutes, he called again, and the other party picked up and was silent.
"Where are you?" Chen Jiajun asked straightforwardly.
"hospital."
There was half a second hesitation in his answer, and Chen Jiajun heard it out: "I know, your mother is in a serious condition and entered the intensive care unit. You didn't tell me about such a big thing." He paused, "You are going to grab it." Your own son?"
Scar did not deny it.
"What are you going to do, keep hiding from us?" Chen Jiajun's face was grim. If Chloe felt that Scar's words and deeds were different, he would come and discuss with him. Everyone would only treat him as a normal leave home and visit his mother.
"I don't want my mother to regret it."
"Then do you think of a way out? What do you do next?" Chen Jiajun frowned, "You don't tell me, who are you going to find to clean up the mess?"
"It doesn't matter if Achai can see grandma." Scar was resolute. "This is my mother's last wish."
Chen Jiajun knew what was going on in his house, took a puff of cigarette, and frowned, "Can't we talk?"
"Ok."
He once euphemistically suggested several times that Scar had temporarily eased the relationship with the family of his deceased wife, and then asked the respected elders nearby to mediate, and wait until the attitudes of the two sides have eased before proceeding with long-term discussions. But Scar had a stubborn temper, didn't want to compromise and be flexible, and even more disdain to softly plead, and the relationship with the other party became more and more rigid. When he hung up the phone, Chen Jiajun's expression became more solemn, and as soon as he reached the dock and landed, he drove the car fast.
In a small city nearly 100 kilometers away from the pier, around the mosque with the bright green dome, there is a small three-story beige building not far away. The flag is flying on the playground, surrounded by iron fences raised by concrete pillars. When the school bell rang, the children swarmed out from the building, frolicking and running, and there were several fences attached to the wall, looking at the vendors selling ice cream and various snacks on the opposite side of the road.
The man wearing a motorcycle helmet walked to the fence and squatted down: "Help me find Achai who is in the second grade, and he said his father is here. Uncle invites you to eat ice cream."
The impatient child ran away cheering, and after a while he pulled a little boy with a rosy cheek and slightly curly hair over. He looked timid, with inquiring eyes, and he didn't dare to come closer.