43. I pour my own cup and feel free
The leaves of the plane trees on the street shook in front of the glittering restaurant, and the small broken leaves, which were no longer full of enamel, refracted the light with the bleak smell of the wild geese going south.
Rubbing the still warm milk tea cup in her hand, Qin Rao looked around anxiously, the dim light was cut into regular shapes through the window lattices of restaurants on the street, and in the bustling crowd, greetings, laughter and scolding, and shouting from time to time came and went.
It's just that in such a bustle, where is he there?
The sudden cold wind made Qin Rao's beige coat agitate restlessly along with the fallen leaves that were rolling up and flying, and the coolness suddenly rushed up against her skin, she hurriedly buttoned her collar and walked towards a darker place in the distance.
Every time she passed by a shop, Qin Rao would stop to look for him, and she was sure that he hadn't gone far, because the main road of the commercial street was in the opposite direction where his back disappeared, and the backpack he was carrying should be more eye-catching.
Qin Rao sketched Lin Fan's back in her mind, and then began to look for it carefully.
There is a hot smell in the shops on both sides of the street, which bakes a layer of moisture from the window glass, and Qin Rao's fair and beautiful cheeks outside the store jump from one glass to another, like the feeling of turning a page of a book, she quickly jumps between two worlds, the brightness of the store, the dimness of the outside.
It's just that the answer in the book never comes easily.
The lights slowly became loose, and Qin Rao walked a little further away.
The eyes always can't adapt to the darkness quickly, so in those few minutes that are close to blindness, Qin Rao was a little dazed and panicked, she had come to the end of this area, this is the place where the darkness fell suddenly, she looked again and again, but still couldn't find that figure.
The night was like an impermeable net, and the cold and hunger shrouded her in the slightest, until the milk tea in her hand began to turn cold.
She laughed at her clumsiness and pettiness, not far from the direction of home, and the warmth and delicacy that would be eaten beckoned to her, while she herself was willing to suffer in such a cold wind.
Throwing the cold in her hand into the trash, she was about to turn back along the street where she came, but she was still a little unwilling.
The sound of the mobile phone sounded in the dark, and Qin Rao knew that this was urging her to go home.
Picking up the phone, she was a little embarrassed, "Aunt Liu, I have something to do tonight, I will go back later, you can put it on the table when the meal is ready, I will go back and eat by myself later, then I don't have to tell my parents." ”
Hanging up the phone, Qin Rao was still wondering if Aunt Liu on the other side would tell her parents about today's late return.
The darkness deepened a little deeper.
The light in the hand of the lonely pretty back figure was like an apple that attracted poisonous snakes, and before Qin Rao could put away the phone, a figure had already rushed out of the shadows behind her, and he took the mobile phone from Qin Rao's hand with the momentum, and before she could react, the person had already disappeared like a ghost at the other end of the dark street.
The slender fingers were numb from the sudden collision, and the back of the white hand seemed to have been scratched by the rubbing metal, and the slight blood stains oozed out, astringent and painful in the cold wind.
A sense of grievance and helplessness suddenly came to her heart, Qin Rao looked at the suddenly black cloudy sky, is this the punishment for breaking the existing laws of life, escaping from the trajectory of his life, and running to other people's worlds?
In the years that seem to flow like water, every day Qin Rao used to be like a sparkling wave, calmly flowing into the distance and returning to the sea, and the two sides of the river are also beautiful scenery that can not be seen, and the surrounding is bustling, but today she only took a small step, but she seemed to see the reefs and whirlpools that only exist in the depths of the riverbed, and they were laughing.
Is it some kind of guidance or fate? Could it be that the suddenly invisible deep starry sky above his head is also hinting at himself, Lin Fan's world is just like this.
The thoughts that drifted into the distance were gradually pulled back by the bright streets, Qin Rao suppressed the sour grievances in her chest, and was a little annoyed by the useless thoughts of her little girls.
What to do now? Qin Rao's brain was a little blank at the moment, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, like a delicate and weak night moth. Her skin was covered in a thin layer of light, making her look like a harmless creature.
After a few seconds, she turned into some kind of small flying insect with phototaxis, and only mechanically walked towards the brightest part of the street, where the warm, familiar light gave a sense of security.
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"Hey, I'm sorry, can I invite you to dinner, it's on the opposite side of Jinfuyuan, you can order whatever you want, what you want to eat."
A familiar voice came from the front, although the surroundings were a little noisy, Qin Rao still caught it at once, she rubbed her eyes that were a little red by the cold wind, and looked carefully along the figure, it was Lin Fan! It's really him.
He was standing there with his backpack on his back and in such a familiar posture, Qin Rao's heart had no direction, and suddenly there was traction again.
She just wanted to step forward, but she was suddenly stunned on the spot, the smile on her face that was about to be changed just stopped, and everything in front of her suddenly became a little dazzling, because Lin Fan was anxiously sending an invitation to a short-haired girl.
"Just let go of your stomach and eat as you like, I'll treat you ......"
"How can I be a bad person, I just just invited you to dinner, and I will disperse after eating, what is the intention, besides, have you ever seen a student with a schoolbag a bad person?"
So that's what happened, and that's what he said about urgency.
The autumn wind was a little harder, and it stabbed into the wound on the back of Qin Rao's hand mercilessly.
The crowded street was like a swamp of fallen dirt, Qin Rao stood quietly in the middle, but she felt that her body was constantly falling, those lights, those people and those words were devouring herself, and her chest seemed to have been submerged and she couldn't breathe.
Tears poured out silently, and two lines of stars dripped down the ground along the beautiful arc, and when the cold wind sent them, they were all more transparent than crystal, and sharper than the blade of a knife.
The wine brewed by love, I pour my own glass, gentlemanly and casual. It's just that after this one drink, there will never be a second one.
Qin Rao turned around quietly, and the surrounding light and figures became a line that was stretched out of the exposure time, but in the staggering of light and dark, even if she closed her eyes, the figure was still so piercing, and some memories of not touching the ground were swept up in Qin Rao's gently departing figure.