Chapter 14: You Lack a Lover

The snow stopped in the evening, and the snow was not thick, but the conditions for hitting the road immediately that night were not available.

The snow is vast, the road is winding, and the night walk is too risky.

The snow stopped, and the wind blew outside, and the coolness invaded unscrupulously, which was particularly biting.

Wen Jiang didn't want to go out at night to forage for food.

When Cheng went downstairs, he saw her sitting in the corner of the hall on the first floor of the inn with a bowl of noodles.

Lu Shihan was upstairs sorting out the materials collected in the past few days, Cheng Fang went into the room to look at it a few times, and knew that he forgot to sleep and eat when he was working, except for filling the water cup in his hand with hot water, he didn't bother him, and quickly retreated again.

Wen Jiang saw him approaching, smiled and didn't say anything.

The strong smell of the spice hit Cheng Jiang's nasal cavity, he was too curious about Wen Jiang, and seeing that there was no one else in the hall, he frowned and walked over to sit opposite Wen Jiang.

The time was tight when the tickets were delivered, and it was too late, but now the time is just right, so you can talk for a while.

"Let's talk. You're not quite what I imagined. Cheng Fang watched Wen Jiang pick up the slightly thick noodles that had been soaked and then expanded, and continued, "To be honest, I was quite surprised to know who you were. Although when you took the photo, you were wearing that wig, I once thought it was quite like smelling ginger. But I don't think it's so coincidental, how can I pick up someone on the road, it will be the famous Wen Jiang."

Wen Jiang took a sip of noodle soup and buried his head in replying: "What do you imagine me to be like?" Dancing with teeth and claws, with high toes? ”

Cheng Fang thought for a moment and shook his head: "I have a cousin who doesn't learn anything, has tattoos on her shoulders, and is bold, you are her idol." ”

Wen Jiang sighed: "What do you want to express, I misled the teenagers who are in the red?" ”

Cheng Fang still shook his head: "I just think it's amazing." She doesn't accept anything, but she obeys you. ”

Wen Jiang re-fastened the seal on the top of the bowl and fixed it with a plastic fork: "When I was a child, I only wanted to save money to buy a good guitar, and I didn't have the great ambition to conquer the majority of teenagers. ”

Cheng Fang smiled again at her words: "My sister is also controlled for money." One year, I couldn't borrow money to go to your concert, so I had to make a bet with my uncle and start studying, and I would get sponsorship if I improved a lot in exams. My uncle didn't really get out hope, but she did, and then she slowly became sensible, and now she has good grades. ”

After the bowl of noodles was solved, Wen Jiang put his hand back into the pocket of his jacket: "If this matter develops in the other direction, and the sister's learning does not progress or improve, I should also be the target of scolding." ”

She made her debut in the company's draft at a young age and has many young fans. Although I didn't want to be a perfect role model, I really didn't plan to be the originator of rebellion.

Cheng Fang didn't refute: "In that case, it may just be a temporary vent of anger." ”

Wen Jiang's eyes were shining, and he seemed to be smiling: "If I withdraw from the circle one day, I can consider writing an edict for myself." Get attention, pay the price, normal. ”

"Why haven't there been new songs in the past few years?" Cheng Fang threw away the topic and asked again.

Wen Jiang frowned: "How many times have you been pickpocketed, haven't you seen it?" ”

One's literary talent is at an ebb? Big is not necessarily good?

Cheng Fang didn't believe it: "Curious." ”

Wen Jiang: "Faith, dreams, youth, nostalgia, travel, animals, family, friendship...... There are too many things that can be written, and the repetition is boring. I didn't understand love, I liked it, I was excited, and I regretted it, and I didn't want to write it casually, talking nonsense and misleading people. ”

This answer was unexpected by Cheng Fang, and he smiled: "There is also a market for love songs that are disease-free/moaning/groaning." ”

Wen Jiang: "In the past few years, I have been splashed with plagiarized water in court, and I have no disease and moaned, and committed suicide?" ”

Cheng Fang stretched out his hand and pressed his temples, curling his lips: "It seems that you, like Brother Han, are extremely harsh on things with your name." ”

Pulling out Lu Shihan, Wen Jiang pinched his palm and relieved his fatigue: "How long have you been with him?" ”

Cheng Fang: "It's not long, it's three years." ”

"Ask a question", Wen Jiang took out his phone from his pocket and lit up the screen, "What's going on with his face?" ”

Cheng Fang glanced at Wen Jiang and shook his head: "I don't know, I asked, Brother Han only said that he was injured, which means that he didn't say anything." I guess I made a documentary outside and got it in a war zone. ”

"Are there any women?" Wen Jiang asked again, seeing that Cheng Fang was a little dazed, he added, "He."

The answer was as she thought, Cheng Fang said, "No." ”

"Are there any men?" Wen Jiang threw out another question.

Cheng Fang shrank his eyes: "Sister Wen, don't be joking." ”

"Filming documentaries, have you been a director in the past few years?"

Cheng Fang nodded: "The main business is this, and I also take on other errands." ”

Wen Jiang asked a lot, and Cheng Fang became bold: "Sister Wen, have you known each other for a long time?" ”

"He's known you longer than he did."

Cheng Fang looked a little embarrassed when he spoke again: "Sister Wen, Brother Han looks very cold these days, but he actually has a good heart, don't get me wrong." ”

Wen Jiang smiled and wantonly publicized: "I misunderstood." I didn't figure it out, is he so subtle and interesting to let you deliver tickets? ”

Cheng Fang: "......"

Cheng Fang: "Sister, you really misunderstood, it's what I meant, not my brother." ”

Wen Jiang shrugged his shoulders slightly, and explained helplessly: "Don't be nervous, I'll just say it casually, you still take it seriously." ”

***

The few rooms they opened in the inn were all single rooms.

After Cheng let him go, Wen Jiang went back to the room and sat for a while, then opened the door and walked down the corridor to the end, standing outside the door of another room.

She bought a bowl of noodles and instant coffee.

The conditions here are limited, and she can't provide more, and she doesn't expect to buy anything else.

Instant coffee smells ginger and brews it now and holds it in your hand, and the temperature of the paper cup wall tentacles is scorching.

Wen Jiang knocked on the door.

The one by one is very soft and rhythmic, just like the beat played by her teacher when she first sang when she was a child learning music.

***

When Lu Shihan opened the door, he was facing Wen Jiang's calm face.

The smell of tobacco overflowed with the open door of the hole, and the smell of ginger frowned.

Lu Shihan flashed out and hid the door behind him. He asked nonchalantly: "Something?" ”

"It's annoying to use cigarettes to kill your worries?" Wen Jiang asked rhetorically in a flat tone.

Lu Shi was silent for a moment, and then said, "Refreshment, there is no other use." ”

Wen Jiang didn't force to ask, and handed the paper cup in his hand forward: "It's delicious, do you want to drink it?" ”

Lu Shihan looked at her hand and the paper cup in her hand, quickly took it, and immediately took a sip: "Drink it." Let's go back, it's cold outside, and the corridor is suitable for walking, not for standing. ”

It was so smooth, there was no resistance, and Wen Jiang was a little surprised.

She didn't move, staring at Lu Shihan's eyes.

But I couldn't find anything else but black.

This man is like the sea when he is quiet, and there is no bottom, so that people can't figure out what he is thinking.

But she had also seen the sea rise and fall, although she couldn't see enough of the sea's thoughts at that time.

"I'll be back tomorrow." The paper cup was sent out, and Wen Jiang was empty-handed and stuffed into his pocket.

Lu Shihan's eyes were also staring at her, Wen Jiang didn't hide, and looked back.

After watching it for a while, Lu Shihan chuckled: "It's very difficult for you to ask for someone?" ”

Wen Jiang was noncommittal.

Lu Shihan told her: "If you go back to N City, you will have a seat in the car." Empty is also empty. ”

Wen Jiang understood, he said a paragraph, and the last sentence was the focus of what he wanted to express.

**

She asked for a ride with her coffee, and he agreed.

What did she knock on the door for?

It seems to be a bit far off.

**

Lu Shihan had already turned around and walked inside the door.

Wen Jiang shouted to him: "Turn back." ”

Lu Shihan's hand holding the doorknob tightened tightly and turned around.

Wen Jiang Yanran smiled: "Good night, it's no big deal." Look at this face clearly, and don't dream wrong after a while. ”

Lu Shihan paused, oh.

Wen Jiang stared at his reaction, only to see his long eyes narrowed slightly, and gradually revealed some warnings: "Wen Jiang, I don't lack women, I don't need them." ”

Wen Jiang nodded, and immediately smashed the words to him: "Very good, I don't lack men." Also, bystander clear, I have no ill intentions. You may not realize that you lack a lover. ”