26 Knights in the Night

Goose yellow high-waisted dress with a slightly low neckline and a large skirt that sways with you. From the base makeup to the eyeshadow, Jiang Yi put on the lipstick in the mirror and finally put on the lipstick, and when the makeup was finished, she looked at herself and hooked her lips upwards to make sure that the tired color had been covered.

Grab the handbag, put on the high heels, and Jiang went downstairs. Zhao Zheng's car was waiting downstairs, when the lights were in hand, the dim light in the corridor of the small building leaked from the old window frame, the residents on the ground floor were washing dishes in the iron window, and an elderly couple walked slowly past his car, walking and chatting.

The door of the small building was pushed open, and Jiang Yi's figure finally appeared. A touch of elegant and bright goose yellow, her facial features are exquisite, especially a pair of eyes, and all kinds of styles are in these eyes. The hair is coiled up, the thin neck is snow-white, and the skirt reaches the knees, revealing the slender calves. She came from the fireworks and was spotlessly clean.

"I've been waiting. Let's go. She closed the door and buckled her seatbelt.

Zhao Zheng drove to the bar she had told about, and on the small road in Jing'an District, the humble shops during the day lit up with warm yellow lights at night, and countless Western restaurants and small bars, each with its own characteristics. Pent-up feelings on weekdays can always be released after drinking, meet up with friends, order a few cocktails in the candlelight, and chat over high-calorie fries or steak burgers.

Jiang kept her head down and looked at her phone all the way, she was irritable in her heart, and her movements of swiping Weibo messages were almost mechanical, in fact, she couldn't read anything. Today's article on the official account was released on time before leaving from Zhao Zheng's house, and the layout was beautiful, but Jiang Yi knew that this article was not her level, and it was just a replacement for some of the content that I felt was not good enough and discarded it to be slightly modified.

She had to post, just like she had to go to Jason's drinking party. Some things can't be stopped, like a breath, once loosened, maybe they can't be continued.

"Here we are." Zhao Zheng was parked at the door of the bar, Jiang looked up when he heard this, and saw through the glass that Jason was standing at the door of the bar and making a phone call.

Jiang Yi looked at Zhao Zheng: "It will take at least three hours, and I'll call you when it's over." ”

"It's okay, I'll wait for you nearby." Zhao Zheng glanced at her deeply, and finally patted his hand lightly on the top of her hair and said, "Go ahead." ”

Jiang was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

Zhao Zhengmu saw her get out of the car, and the man who was talking on the phone at the door waved when he saw Jiang Yi, and Jiang Yi immediately showed the standard professional smile of Ping Suri, and seemed to greet the person happily. Zhao Zheng never disliked her smile, but at this time, he felt particularly dazzling.

Jason called six people, booked a patio seat at the bar, and just after he finished the call, he went upstairs with Jiang Yi.

The terrace is not big, with a long table and a French fence on the side, against the road. Jason introduced Jiang Yi to the three people present, a friend of his agent, a cutting-edge designer and a stylist. The stylist and Jiang Yi had a few encounters, and they chatted about it. About twenty minutes later, the remaining three people also arrived, and there was an acquaintance of Jiang Yi, brand public relations, who had cooperated with Jiang Yi on the WeChat platform. Everyone already has some intersections, all of them are proficient in human affairs, and after three rounds of drinking, the scene is naturally as lively as a gathering of friends for many years.

Jiang Yi is preoccupied, somewhat absent-minded, drinks more than talking, laughs a little more, and occasionally takes two sentences to show his participation.

These people are all playing cafes, and they come up to talk to each other about where they have traveled recently and what interesting activities they have participated in. The more alcohol there is, the more the topic leans towards gossip. Everyone and the celebrity usually intersected, chatting and chatting began to exchange celebrity anecdotes. It is actually difficult to serve anyone, and the scandal of whoever is pure hype, true or false, is just holding the interested party and stepping on others a few times harmlessly.

Jiang heard it in his ears, but his eyes looked at the dark night outside the terrace, dark clouds covered the sun, and a rain was brewing.

"Jiang Yi, didn't your P family cooperate with Chen Yuzhe some time ago, how is I? Our brand is also interested in considering him. ”

Jiang Yi was suddenly questioned, paused slightly, and then chuckled ambiguously: "If you are very dedicated from a work point of view." ”

"Hey, you're smiling so badly, what's the matter?" The other party suddenly came to the spirit.

"Let's have a drink first." Jiang raised his voice.

"I can walk one, you can't go!"

"Together!"

Two people raise a glass together, one shots per person.

Everyone looked at Jiang Yi expectantly: "Don't hang your appetite." ”

Jiang Yiyi laughed: "Pretend to be mysterious, and you believe it too!" He's just coming to a brand event, what can I know. ”

"Jiang Yi, it's not right for you to lie to us." Jason pointed at her and held up his wine, "I like it, though!" Here, one more. ”

Jiang Yi drank another shot refreshedly.

Although the amount of alcohol is good, Jiang Yiping is not greedy for a cup, especially in the wine game, and he can drink less if he can. After all, the world is sinister, and it is especially important to stay sober. This night was probably because it was Jason's drinking party, because Jiang Yi had something on his mind, and because Zhao was waiting for him, Jiang Yi did not refuse the wine that was sent.

I don't know how many rounds of wine we had, and everyone was a little drunk. Happily teasing each other at the wine table, chatting about some heavy topics, screaming and slapping the table one after another.

Jiang Yi went to the bathroom and came back against the fence, Jason was smoking, Jiang Yiwu stood and looked downstairs and found that Zhao Zheng's car was still parked there.

"Do you want cigarettes?" Jason's eyes were half-squinted, and his tone was languid.

Jiang Yi waved his hand.

"When you're in a bad mood, smoking a cigarette helps." Jason leaned his back against the railing, exhaling a smoke ring.

Jiang Yi was a little surprised, and then smiled bitterly: "So obvious? ”

"I've been fooling around for years longer than you. You HR, I'm very familiar with it. ”

"Then you still drink my ** soup?"

Jason glanced at her, "I like it." You have that energy, if you meet you a few years ago, I will dig you to be an actor. ”

"Hey, it's a pity that I didn't meet you a few years ago. However, even if you are an actor, I have a lot of black history. ”

"What is black history? You still don't understand this industry, it is for public entertainment, and being an actor is the same as being a person. You have to think clearly, and most of the time you don't have to pay attention to what people say. If you don't break the law, don't be too lacking in morality, you will stand upright, others will say what they like, you earn your money and live your life, it's as simple as that. ”

He said it casually, but Jiang Yi heard that this was Jason's comfort to her, although it was a little different from the problem Jiang Yi was facing, but the reason was ** inseparable.

“Jason。” Jiang looked at him with a head, and gratitude was written in his eyes.

Jason smiled and patted her on the shoulder: "Drink more, I'll ask for it today." Oh, by the way, foreigners, you know, the thinking is simple and direct, you seek truth from facts, and it is more effective than ingenious. With that, he extinguished his cigarette butt and returned to his seat.

Jiang was silent when he saw the smile he raised again at everyone.

Drinking until one o'clock in the morning, everyone was very excited, and they wanted to go to karaoke together. Jiang Yi was already very drunk at this time, and when he went downstairs, several people helped each other before coming down. When they arrived at the door and shouted to call a taxi, Jiang Yi waved his hand to say goodbye to them. The designer stopped her from leaving, Jiang Yi pointed to Zhao Zheng's car opposite, and said vaguely: "My friend came to pick me up." ”

"Let your friends come along!"

Jiang Yi kept shaking his head, Zhao Zheng saw her come out, got out of the car and walked over, and supported Jiang Yi with a somewhat tough posture.

Perhaps his breath was too cold, the designer looked at him in a daze, and his hand was involuntarily released.

Jiang Yijue felt that the world was spinning in front of him, and he said stubbornly: "I really can't do it, next time!" I will accompany you next time! She drank even more vigorously than the last time she had fought with Jason.

Jason glanced at Zhao Zheng and said to everyone: "I know how much she drinks, I can't drink anymore." Let's go. ”

Zhao Zheng nodded to Jason, thanked him, and hugged Jiang Yi into the car.

The car started, throwing the rest of the people away, and Jiang Yi watched from the rearview mirror as these people kept shrinking, and finally disappeared. The stomach was turned upside down, Jiang Yiqiang endured it, she turned her head, and her face turned pale: "Hurry up." ”

Back in the apartment, when Jiang Yi wanted to get out of the car, Zhao Zheng dragged her back with one hand and the other hand passed under her knees and hugged her horizontally, Jiang leaned on his chest, his brows furrowed. Until she entered the door, Jiang Yi completely relaxed, she threw off her high heels and staggered to the bathroom, closed the door, and threw up holding the toilet.

This physiological vomiting is naturally painful, tears coming out of the eyes and falling along with the filth, but the heart is looking forward to this pain, like a kind of release. Only at times like this did she allow herself to cry. Again and again, all the food and wine poured out. She whimpered, moaned/moaned in pain, and she let out tears with impunity, regardless of image.

She confessed to herself that she was in pain, that she was having a hard time.

Zhao Zheng stood at the door of the bathroom, separated by the door she had hastily hidden. Her voice of pain came out of the crack in the door, but he instinctively knew that he couldn't push it in at this time, even if he was disturbed by the sound.

For ten minutes, Jiang Yi vomited repeatedly, and when she got up, she was a little prostrate, but she was much more awake. She flushed the toilet, turned on the faucet, rinsed her mouth with clean water, and washed her face. Then he walked over and opened the bathroom door.

The moment the door opened, she saw Zhao Zheng standing, and she suddenly couldn't find the words to describe how she felt at that time. He stood for her at the most appropriate distance, she was not a princess, but he was a noble knight. Her eyes flushed again in an instant, and she opened her hand and leaned over to hug him tightly.

Speechless, he patted her on the back, soft and firm.

Pour hot water and wring a towel. Zhao Zheng took a hot towel and warm water to Jiang Yi who was curled up on the sofa, and her feelings had calmed down a lot. It was pouring rain outside, and water droplets were smashing on the windowpanes, making a loud noise.

"Can you... Come sit next to me? She tilted her head slightly, asking softly.

Zhao Zheng sat down next to her and handed her the towel. Jiang turned to one side, lay down on his back, and rested his head on Zhao Zheng's lap, he was a little surprised, but he didn't move. She put the hot towel over her eyes, she spread her palm, and Zhao Zheng took her hand clearly.

"Me." She spoke, pausing for a moment, "I was raised by my grandmother. ”

"She always believed that I would be successful, although her belief was unfounded. When it was the hardest, when eating was a problem, my grandmother insisted on paying my tuition, saying that the girl must study to be successful. When others scolded me, when they talked about my mother, my grandmother would point at them and scold them back. It was she who said that I was not wrong, it was she who said that I was loved. I swore early on that when I became an adult, I would never ask my grandmother for another penny. ”

"I did. I've worked a lot of jobs. I worked the night shift at the 24-hour convenience store, and when I was scared to walk a long way home, I told myself, Jiang Yi, you don't have to be afraid, you walked out of that home, you grew up, and there is nothing you can't do. I learned boxing from the school club, and I wanted no one to hurt me again. ”

"There's nothing I can't do. I fell, no matter how bad and ugly I fell, I could still get up. There is no money to make, I can learn if I don't understand, I gritted my teeth and I have come to this point, I can buy all the delicious food for my grandmother, and we don't have to worry about a bowl of rice. ”

"But why? Grandma couldn't eat anymore. I've done everything I could, and this time I really can't help it. Organ failure, the doctor said, the patient is unlikely to recover. One more day of delay, one more day of suffering for the patient. ”

She tried to control her voice, but she still trembled. Her fingers, her body, everywhere trembled with grief.

She was too deeply aware of her powerlessness, and she knew all too well that the best thing to do was to let go.

But......

"Zhao Zheng, I can't help it."