21.21
She leaned against his rain-soaked shirt, the damp fabric clinging to it, the damp and sticky touch covering her skin. His shoulders were firm, and the gentle body fragrance that belonged to the young man was faintly damp, and the softness disintegrated the thought of her resistance.
Tiredness penetrates from every nerve in the body to the bottom of the heart.
His eyelids were heavy, and Mingsheng instinctively closed his eyes and rested for a while.
After a long time, she said, "I want to be alone for a while." β
That's all we can do. Mingsheng didn't notice it herself, she looked at him with a little reluctance.
She said so, and Jiang Huaiyi had no choice but to let her go.
She walked very slowly during her illness, and he always felt that she would suddenly turn around and look at him at some point. But the most frustrating thing is that he kept watching her back in the car, only to find that she didn't turn her head.
Is he noisy? Will it be uncontrollable to sing a small raindrop? What do you mean by wanting to be alone for a while......
The more Jiang Huaiyi thought about it, the more depressed he became, he didn't contact her all afternoon, and when he went home after picking up Youyou, he finally made a call to her, but no one answered. After several hours, it was dark, and Ming Sheng replied that he had just woken up and had already eaten.
How can you have eaten when you just woke up?
It's obviously an excuse to annoy him. Jiang Huaiyi looked at the text message and didn't speak for a long time, feeling that it was not a way to go on like this, so he simply endured it and didn't contact her for two days.
In the past two days, I haven't been out except for a trip to the library.
Zhou Jun also thought that he had changed sex, and every time he came to him, he was at his desk, mocking: "Do you know, you look like you now, just like a poor scholar who fell in love with Miss in ancient times." That's called reading hard in the cold window, and that's called writing hard...... The problem is that you have already followed you, what are you studying hard in this cold window? β
Jiang Huaiyi's answer was: "You know a P." β
Zhou Jun couldn't bear it anymore, so he jumped up and grabbed what he wrote: "What are you writing, so much paper, printing paper money?" β
"Can you even say a human word?" JAC Yi made a face.
Zhou Jun finally stopped teasing him, pulled the bow tie in front of his neck, and said, "Isn't it Xiao Youyou's birthday today?" She Uncle Zhou and I have received invitations, why don't you say anything about it as an uncle? β
What did Jianghuai Yi Xindao say, his money was his sister's, and using his sister's money to buy gifts for his sister's daughter was not going around in circles.
"Alright. You know that you don't care about anyone. Zhou Jun urged him, "Hurry up, change your clothes." It's time to be late. β
It's not an important occasion. Jiang Huaiyi lazily changed into a shirt and rushed to the hotel her sister had booked. It had been a long time late, and Xiao Youyou was standing in front of a cake as tall as hers, and waved at him: "Uncle! Uncle! Come blow out the candles with me! β
Jiang Huai Yi was not happy and said: "Childish is not naΓ―ve. Isn't this a bunch of your classmates, let them blow with you. β
Youyou was unhappy, and she was about to cry when she grinned: "I want my uncle to accompany me!" Before he could cry, Jiang Huaiyi stood next to Youyou under his sister's displeased gaze.
There was a pink cartoon cake in front of him, and the banquet hall was completely dimmed, leaving a bunch of colorful decorative lights. In the children's version of the Happy Birthday song, Jiang Huaiyi took the little girl's hand and blew out the candle in one go.
The lights came back on. His face was a little unsightly.
Xiao Youyou held his hand and didn't let go, the little girl with pink jade was glued to him, as if he felt that he was the same age, looked at him and asked, "What about my little aunt, didn't I come with you?" β
Jiang Huaiyi's face became even more ugly, and he took his hand back and put it in his pocket.
Xiao Youyou's eyes widened, covered her mouth, and said in surprise: "Have you changed your aunt again?" β
If it weren't for the fact that she was a birthday star today, Jiang Huaiyi felt that he would fan it with an ear scraper, "What if you want your little aunt to listen to this, what should I do if you dump me?" Are you responsible? β
Yoyo giggled: "I'm in charge!" β
Damn, you can't joke with children.
He squatted down, in order to show his strictness, he deliberately made eye level with her, and his handsome eyebrows frowned deeply: "You are not allowed to say this in the future." "What can children understand, they have already begun to look around looking for their friends, and they don't know where to fly. Jiang Huaiyi pressed her shoulders with both hands and said sharply, "Did you hear that?" β
"I heard you!" Yoyo listened impatiently and jumped away.
At the child's birthday party, the drinks were all juice, Zhou Jun took a plate of desserts to eat, his face was filled with the happiness of being surrounded by little Lori, and glanced at the low-alcohol fruit wine in Jiang Huaiyi's hand: "You can drink this to drink the taste of borrowing wine to drown your sorrows, and I will also serve you." β
JAC Yi put down the empty cup, replaced it with a peach-flavored one, pressed the phone, and pressed it off.
Zhou Jun pulled out his mobile phone, dialed Mingsheng's phone in three or two clicks, pressed it to his ear, and lip-synced with him: "Don't make this expression with me." You can't see through that little bit of your heart? β
Jiang Huaiyi wanted to distinguish, but the phone rang a few times and suddenly got through, he glared at Zhou Jun, and walked quickly to the balcony with his mobile phone.
In the big night, Mingsheng's side was very lively, setting off the thin night under the sunrise in front of him, and he was lonely for no reason.
She sounded in a good mood, and she had just finished talking to someone with a smile, and even the tone of "Hey" was raised.
It seems that the cold has been cured.
"It's me." He said.
Mingsheng just answered it in a hurry, took the phone off his ear and looked at the screen, and then he calmly said, "Huh? The tone suddenly calmed down a lot.
The summer night was so stuffy, and there was no wind on the balcony. Jiang Huaiyi whispered: "Why are you so happy to play." β
Mingsheng was stunned for a moment, and when he spoke again, he couldn't hear the joy at all, and said, "It's nothing." Xie Zhimo's boyfriend proposed to her, and we all joined in the fun in the hotel. β
"Where's the hotel?"
ββ¦β¦ Macau. β
I didn't see him for three days, but not only did I get better, but I flew to Macau as soon as I could.
He let out a sigh between his teeth and said, "Why did you run so far without saying a word?" β
Mingsheng walked to a quiet place and said lightly: "There is work." β
"I haven't heard you say that before."
"A reality show. A confidentiality agreement was signed. β
Jiang Huaiyi's dissatisfaction was in a voice: "You want to keep it secret from me? β
Ming Sheng joked lightly: "Isn't this everyone equal before the law." β
The person on the other end of the phone was about to have a seizure, and someone on Mingsheng's side suddenly called her. Xie Zhimo is a happy event, and the tone of shouting Ming Sheng is sweet, Ming Sheng covered her mobile phone and said "just come", and she could be heard smiling reluctantly through the magnetic waves.
The contrast is too stark. Jiang Huaiyi felt that as long as she appeared, no matter what she said or did, she could make her unhappy for no reason.
What did he do wrong?
The familiar irritability vaguely occupied the heart.
Sure enough, Ming Sheng returned to the phone, considered the wording and said to him: "Then I'll ...... first"
"Ah Sheng."
He interrupted her.
"Huh?"
Jiang Huaiyi took a deep breath, he was very stuffy, there was no oxygen, his lungs were filled with turbidity, and his voice was deep: "Don't you like me looking for you often?" β
ββ¦β¦β
The long silence was like a silent tug-of-war.
Suddenly, Jiang Huaiyi hooked half of the corners of his lips and said disdainfully: "Okay, then you can play." When you think of me, contact me again. β
He took the initiative to hang up the phone.
Zhou Jun had had enough of playing with his little loli, and found that Jiang Huaiyi had been missing for a long time after making a phone call, so he came to the entrance of the balcony with a wine glass and stopped.
In the blurry night, Jiang Huaiyi put one hand in his pocket, leaned on the railing, pursed his thin lips, and rubbed the pale gold mobile phone case with his head down. The night sky casts him with an inky blue background, and the North Star guides pedestrians in the distance. And he is like a traveler with no end in sight, his posture is depressed and rebellious.
This is the first time he has seen the taste of loneliness from this person.