"How is that possible?"

It's more like a veto, but she uses it to express a kind of amazement. After thinking about it, she added, "Train well." ”

"Good. ”

The screen glowing with cold light fell little by little, and Yizhen put the phone at the head of the bed, as if he was nostalgic for his temperature on the other end, and gradually closed his eyes.

"Girl, good dreams. ”

At four or five o'clock in New York, the night breeze was wrapped in the hazy feeling of the wine before it disappeared. The blue velvety night is densely embedded with stars. He couldn't sleep and habitually stood in front of the window.

When he first came here ten years ago, he was drowning. At that time he looked at the moon, now he doesn't look at the moon, he looks at the stars. Because she likes to look at the stars, he even looks like her.

Ray thinks that love gives people weakness, but he doesn't know that love is much more powerful than the power that flesh and blood can burst out. Flesh and blood fear death, but love can transcend life and death.

If it weren't for the sudden arrival of the landlady, Yizhen's cognition of the bearded boss downstairs would still be in the stage of "stockings" and "perverts".

In fact, the landlord is a kind bearded man, but he is a little more silent. The landlady was a boisterous person, she shared her freshly made apple pie with them, greeted them warmly, spoke Chinese, and although it was not very smooth, it was quite a good conversation.

Often the three of them were chatting, and Nan Jingfeng suddenly interjected to dismantle the stage, and then Yizhen would raise the bar with Nan Jingfeng, and Liang Xi continued to chat with the landlady with a fan.

On the evening of the day when the rose dumplings were made, a muffled thunder suddenly pierced the sky, and it rained for the first time since arriving in New York.

The salty moisture of green shrimp crawls out of the dirt, and the high beams of ambulances and police cars pierce the rain curtain and fall on the retina, like the out-of-focus and blurred angular aperture in a movie.

The sound of sirens attracted a large crowd of onlookers outside the cordon. Yizhen passed by with the vegetables and saw that the rain under his feet was dyed red. An old lady said loudly that the deceased was a Chinese student who lived alone.

On such a rainy day, she misses him very much.

The kitchen window was opened, Liang Xi was mixing the stuffing on the side, and Yizhen spread the four rolled dumpling wrappers in a stepped parallel manner, and then spread a thin layer of pork puree on the dumpling wrappers after they were glued.

When the landlady and her husband fell in love, they lived in Brooklyn and Manhattan and didn't even work together. Traveling between two different worlds by subway every day, it sounds very romantic to me. ”

Yizhen poured salad oil into the hot pan and put the rose dumplings on the pan.

In "5 Centimeters per Second", Takaki takes the Shinkansen to meet Akari, and the train is four hours late in the heavy snow. Guishu stepped off the train and cried with joy when he saw Akari still waiting for him in the waiting room.

I really don't remember if Guishu and Akari were together. I remember the scene on the train on a snowy night very clearly. From city to city, from one world to another, delayed trains, heavier and heavier snow, and letters lost in the snowstorm......

Under such conditions, how many odds do you have to keep in order to derive a future?

Thinking like this, even she felt very romantic. Even if it is ordinary love, it is rare to go to the same place without overcoming obstacles.

Nan Jingfeng ate the dumplings that had just come out of the pot under the eaves of the porch, and Liang Xi brought two plates to the landlady downstairs. Yizhen moved the electric fan to the kitchen, tirelessly adjusted the three fresh fillings, and repeated the previous round of work.

Nan Jingfeng came in and brought a plate, and the kitchen was as hot as a steamer. She was still slowly wrapping dumplings there, more attentive than the previous round, and her face looked like she had just been salvaged from the water.

"Don't wrap it, you can't finish it. ”

Yizhen glanced at him: "I may be slapping my face again." ”

Nan Jingfeng reacted at this time, looked at the pot of three fresh fillings, and disdainful: "Your young master is so tricky?"

"You just say whether to accompany me or not. ”

"Can't you go tomorrow?"

"Dumplings should be freshly made to be delicious. ”

"I'm really convinced. Nan Jingfeng saw that she was ready to even have an unplugged small pot, so he had to follow her.

The two took a taxi, and along the way she estimated the time to make sure the dumplings didn't get cooked. Seeing her sincere and frightened appearance, Nan Jingfeng wanted to pump her, but there was no benefit.

David and Ember have spoken a few times, so they are not close, but David is the most suitable person compared to those who have never communicated with Ember at all.

According to her instructions, David drained the dumplings over the plate and personally delivered them to the front of Ye Ember, saying that it was sent by a Chinese friend, and he gave him a plate so that he could taste the taste of the motherland......

If it weren't for Nan Jingfeng, the middleman, David would not have bothered to this kind of request at all. At the moment of the game, Night Ember definitely didn't think about it carefully.

"Satisfied?" Nan Jingfeng held an umbrella, his feet were muddy, the rain was heavier than when he came, he took off his coat and draped it on Yizhen's body, and he had to speak before her: "Don't thank me, remember to take my clothes to dry clean when you go back, my clothes are very expensive." ”

She walked with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and almost fell, Nan Jingfeng reached out to help, and the light of several flashlights suddenly collided.

Nan Jingfeng pulled Yizhen and kept retreating, and the three black shadows immediately pressed up. Then, two tall men surrounded Nan Jingfeng, and he was so frightened that his knees trembled, and he turned around and ran.

Another tall and majestic man chased after Yizhen and captured her alive in a few steps. Yizhen screamed, stubbornly resisting, the man was bitten by her, and several slaps came up, and her mouth smelled of blood.

She kept resisting, and frantically scratched the man's face with her nails, and the man went directly to the back to shackle her, trying to stun her with his arms.

Yizhen learned a little self-defense, and hurriedly tightened his jaw and pulled away the opponent's little finger. The man was in pain, and her grip weakened, so she seized the opportunity, took her shoulder as the fulcrum, grabbed the opponent's wrist and pulled it inward, and because of the mud under her feet, she successfully threw the man and ate.

The battle on Nan Jingfeng's side was in full swing. Yizhen picked up the bricks at hand, and before the man got up, he tried his whole life to stun him, and the bricks were broken in half.

The two men couldn't bargain, so they directly grabbed the knife, Nan Jingfeng didn't dodge, and the artery was not cut very much, and the blood splashed out. The two men hurriedly retreated, bypassed Yizhen, lifted their companions on the ground and turned to run.

"It's okay......" Nan Jingfeng comforted her, covering her wounds, blood gushing out of her fingers. Yizhen stopped the car with him, and the tears never stopped along the way.

When Liang Xi arrived, Nan Jingfeng had been pushed out of the rescue room, sitting in a wheelchair, still awake, but his face was very pale.

"I've left so much blood, you've cried enough to count your eyes, you're going to be blind. Nan Jingfeng looked at her eyes swollen like a peach, and felt that it was really not easy to be a man, not to mention the glorious injury, but also to appease the fragile little heart of the female comrade.