Volume 1: A Hundred Years of Love Chapter 94: The Temperature of a Match

In the north, their hometown that they miss day and night can not give migratory birds a warm winter, after thousands of miles, they just want to escape the cold, there is a warm winter, so they choose to winter in the mangrove forest in Shenzhen.

Shenzhen has become their second hometown!

Yes, the warm Shenzhen is a paradise for birds, even ordinary sparrows, in winter, they will often happily flap their beautiful wings, fly lightly over the crowd, they don't know the kind of sadness that flies half of the sky and still get nothing, or from their pointed beaks, a few crisp chirps will drop, so as to prove that they live in this city is boundless happiness.

In the warm winter, the arrival of migratory birds occasionally brings a cold wind to Wang Shiyi's heart.

In Wang Shiyi's hometown of Chungcheng, it was already cold and windy at this time, and the birds in winter were often miserable, because it was a season when the trees had decayed, and the fruits had already rotted when they fell to the ground after being roasted by the scorching autumn sun, and the birds were not only tired by the cold weather, but also isolated on the lonely branches, and had to worry about the day's food.

He somehow misses the birds of his hometown, in his childhood, he often ran to the mountains to dig birds' nests, shot birds with a homemade slingshot, and did all the bad things, now he has long since washed his hands and stopped doing such bad things, but he misses that old time more and more.

The warm December sun rose in the sky, the sun shone quietly on the earth, and when Wang Shiyi walked out into the street and heard the singing of Jingle Bells, he suddenly realized that Christmas was coming.

On the weekend, He Xueyi happily called him: "Wang Shiyi, it's Christmas soon, come and play!"

"Okay. Wang Shiyi put down the fighter phone in his hand, and couldn't get excited.

The impact of unemployment is really all-encompassing! Not only in the workplace, but also in the emotional and mental state of the whole person.

That day, when Wang Shiyi appeared in the rental house, He Xueyi said excitedly: "Today, I asked Ma Li how to make 'braised pork', and you have a good mouth tonight." With that, she went into the kitchenette.

When He Xueyi was washing vegetables, Wang Shiyi came over.

"Why are your eyes bloodshot?" He Xueyi looked up and said in surprise.

"I worked overtime last night. Wang Shiyi lowered his head and said.

"Your eyes are red and swollen too?" He Xueyi's eyes widened.

"He Xueyi, I'm unemployed!" Wang Shiyi felt that he should not continue to hide it.

Lying to a loved one is a painful thing, and that pain is more unbearable than a thousand cuts.

"Are you unemployed?" He Xueyi couldn't believe it.

"Yes, the new fake foreign devil factory director, compared us to rabbits, I can't stand it, I'm leaving. After Wang Shiyi said this sentence with difficulty, he felt much more relaxed.

"Oh!" He Xueyi replied coldly, lowered her head, and quietly washed the dishes.

Wang Shiyi knew that his beloved must be as uncomfortable as himself, so he raised his head, looked at the mottled ceiling, and shook his head for a while.

None of the 2,000 people in the whole factory farted, and your Wang Shiyi came out of the way, maybe it was a mistake.

Wang Shiyi walked over and wanted to explain something, but at this time, he heard the low cry of his beloved, and his heart was confused, and he didn't know what to say.

When He Xueyi was stir-frying, the sound of the collision between the spatula and the pot was thirty percent louder than usual.

Wang Shiyi was always staring at her back, her movements were half faster than usual, and she was practicing boxing.

She must be angry!

My boyfriend worked part-time for less than a year and lost his job twice, which is terrible!

How an orphan longs for a stable life! At present, it seems that the impetuous Wang Shiyi cannot give it at all.

After cooking the dishes, He Xueyi brought the food to the table, without saying a word, sitting on the desk by herself, practicing the exercises of linear algebra.

Seeing this, Wang Shiyi didn't say much, so he ate alone, took the bus from Yingrenshi, tossed for almost an hour, he was already hungry, he thought that the two of them could have a good meal, but he didn't expect He Xueyi to become a cold beauty.

After dinner, Wang Shiyi stood up and said, "He Xueyi, thank you for the braised pork, it's so good!"

He Xueyi ignored him!

"Then I'm done, I should go!" Wang Shiyi said, looking at her back.

He Xueyi still ignored him!

Wang Shiyi pulled the door and left! He suddenly felt much more relaxed.

He doesn't blame He Xueyi, it's all because he is not angry, and he can't do a job well! She is angry, and he feels better!

Since elementary school, He Xueyi has been a strict person, and she also hopes that the people she loves will be as motivated and studious as her, and can work hard in a factory, but Wang Shiyi disappointed her too much!

The first unemployment within a year is understandable, the second is incomprehensible!

But after all, she loved him deeply, and when Wang Shiyi gently closed the door and left, she hugged her shoulders and laughed loudly, crying so helplessly.

On the night of Christmas Eve, Wang Shiyi couldn't help but call He Xueyi: "Today is Christmas Eve, you should get off work early!"

"I'm busy!" He Xueyi said lightly.

"Pay attention to your body!" Wang Shiyi said with concern.

He Xueyi didn't speak, she hung up the phone.

What she said may be true, cafes are service industries, and in such Western-style festivals, there must be a lot of people who go out to drink coffee, and He Xueyi is also busy.

He vaguely felt that this was a good opportunity and that it was time to end the Cold War.

Touching his pocket, there was a passbook hard, this touch, Wang Shiyi immediately became full of confidence, he walked quickly to Meilin Pass, and took the No. 76 bus to the shopping park.

When he arrived at the shopping park, he couldn't help but be surprised by the beauty of the city, Shenzhen was originally an open city, but also a city with a large number of young people, destined to be different on Christmas Eve, on weekdays, when night falls, those white-collar workers have left the office building in the center of the city to return home, the central area often becomes quiet, the LED lights on the tall buildings are lonely changing patterns, and the occasional few people are also some hurried guests.

However, on Christmas Eve, the streets are filled with young people dressed in beautiful clothes, in pairs, all of whom are walking leisurely without exception, which adds a bit of romance to the night in the central area of Shenzhen.

On the street, there seemed to be Santa Claus quietly skiing, Wang Shiyi looked back several times, but only saw the car speeding briskly past him, not far away, under the ambiguous light, two black shadows were entangled, overlapping, and became a person like a piece of paper.

He Xueyi hadn't gotten off work yet, he walked quietly along the street, and his mind was swirling that he should surprise He Xueyi.

His pace was not well controlled, and he couldn't help but walk into a cosmetics store on the street, the glass of the store was sprayed with white "Merry Christmas", and several young couples were chattering around an expensive French imported Dior perfume.

Wang Shiyi touched his wallet again, and it was still there.

He took out the money and bought a small bottle of perfume with the clerk, and the whole person felt floating, as if he saw He Xueyi excited like a primary school student after receiving the perfume, and a smile involuntarily rippled on his face.

At ten o'clock in the evening, He Xueyi walked out of the café, and the last bus No. 76 would arrive in about half an hour.

Together, they walked along the street.

"This is for you, Happy Christmas Eve!" Wang Shiyi quietly took out the French perfume with body temperature from his arms.

"How much?" He Xueyi asked with wide eyes.

"Almost a thousand. Wang Shiyi said with a smile.

At this time, I saw He Xueyi domineeringly snatching the French perfume from Wang Shiyi's hand, stomping her feet, and said angrily with a crying voice: "Wang Shiyi, do you know? ”

When Wang Shiyi heard this, he froze in place, which was completely unexpected by Wang Shiyi, he never expected that He Xueyi not only did not have an excited expression, but also the muscles on his face looked distorted, so strange and unapproachable.

"Whew!" only to hear the sound of glass breaking, Wang Shiyi saw He Xueyi smash the French perfume bottle to the ground.

"He Xueyi, you're going too far!" Wang Shiyi shouted.

At his scolding, she turned around and walked quietly into the distance.

At this time, a cold wind blew, and the bauhinia flowers on both sides of the street suddenly fell, and in the dark, it suddenly rained purple petals, and the street was as white as day, and the purple petals piled up the street into bright colors, and also submerged He Xueyi's black back.

It was dark again, and everything was as it used to be.

In the silence, I don't know which little girl who sells matches, raised her right hand, and gently swiped the sky with a match, polishing the night sky of Shenzhen.