It was supposed to be raining, and it was getting dark. The ginkgo biloba on both sides of the street was blown by the wind.

The car drove very slowly, and Wen Changling sat in the co-pilot, pretending to adjust the seat belt, and turned his head at the right time.

"See what I'm doing?"

was discovered.

Wen Changling looked openly: "I haven't seen you wear glasses." ”

Xie Shang looked at the road ahead: "I don't have a high degree, so I wear it occasionally." ”

He wore the usual kind of glasses, with thin lenses and no rims on all sides. Xie Shang's face is actually very suitable for wearing glasses, because his facial features are Zhou Zheng. After he put on his glasses, he was a bit like the literati heroes of the old days, occasionally making tea on the bridge, and occasionally smoking by the railing, both pure and proud.

He is skinny, and he can really be tossed casually.

Wen Changling is not an addict to beauty, so after satisfying his curiosity, he stopped looking at it, opened the packing box of pastries, and got back to business: "Thank you for helping me out just now." ”

Traffic lights at intersections, cars stopped.

Xie Shang turned his head to look at her: "Wen Changling." ”

"Huh?"

Wen Changling hadn't swallowed a bite of the tangram lantern cake yet.

"Are you in a hurry to fall in love?"

Xie Shang asked very suddenly, and she was a little choked.

There was water in the car, Xie Shang unscrewed the lid and handed it to her, put the tissue where she could reach it, and did not urge her to answer, and waited for her to finish drinking the water, and when she finished eating the Qiqiao lantern cake, he looked at her again, his eyes were impartial, waiting for her to answer.

The green light was on, and the car behind was honking its horn to urge.

Wen Changling took a piece of paper and wiped his hands; "Not in a hurry."

"Since you're not in a hurry, let's pick slowly."

Xie Shang then re-geared and started the car.

He didn't talk much later, and Wen Changling didn't take the initiative to find a topic, she just looked at the bottle of mineral water in her hand so quietly and boredly, which was printed in foreign languages.

This water is very expensive, Wen Changling knows, but even if it is such an expensive water, it still does not match the tangram lantern cake. The tangram lantern cake is too sweet, but it is more compatible with the evening rain with a little bitterness.

Because of the strong wind, Xie Shang drove very slowly, and there was a bit of traffic jam on the road, and the forty-minute drive on weekdays took nearly an hour this time.

It's probably going to rain down, and it's getting dark like it's going to fall.

As soon as Wen Changling got out of the car, a gust of wind blew in his face, and his eyes instantly stinged.

Xie Shang locked the car and saw that she was still standing: "What's wrong?" ”

"The sand got into the eyes."

Both eyes couldn't be opened, and Wen Changling subconsciously rubbed them with his hands.

"Don't rub it with your hands."

Xie Shang grabbed her sleeve and "lifted" her hand.

"Can you open it?"

She shook her head, her eyes were uncomfortable, and her eyelids kept moving. She tried to open it several times, but she gave up with a sting, her eyelashes wet with tears. She tilted her head, because she couldn't see the road, and she didn't dare to move, so she went to Xie Shang's car to help her, looking a little funny and a little pitiful.

"If you can't open it, don't open it, close it."

Xie Shang held her arm, through her clothes, and did not hold it firmly: "Follow me." ”

Wen Changling let out a slow sigh, and then cautiously followed Xie Shang. He actually walked very slowly, but because she couldn't see, she had no sense of security under her feet, and she was always afraid of falling, so she couldn't help but touch her blind with another hand that was not held.

She touched it quite accurately, grabbed the clothes on the back of Xie Shang's waist at once, and then grabbed it.

Xie Shang glanced back and didn't say anything.

According to Wen Changling's almost non-existent sense of direction, she felt as if they were walking towards Granny Zhu's house.

"Threshold ahead, feet up."

"Oh."

Sure enough, there was no sense of direction, and they were walking towards the Ruyi pawnshop.

Wen Changling raised his feet high and stepped over the threshold a little comically. The small courtyard on Xie Shang's side is similar to Granny Zhu's house, with a side door, through the path, you can directly enter the courtyard.

"Wait here."

Xie Shang placed her hand on the stone table so that she would have a place to help.

Then he left, Wen Changling touched the chair, sat down, and began to blink vigorously. What comes into my eyes is probably a small pebble that I can't get out by blinking just by blinking.

The sound of footsteps came, someone approached, and the aura of a strong sense of presence suddenly shrouded in. Two shadows on the ground, one sitting, the other bent over, their faces getting closer and closer.

"Wen Changling, raise your head."

Xie Shang's voice was very gentle, like talking to a child, and this was the tone he said to Tongtong.

Wen Changling closed his eyes and raised his chin.

"Can I take off your glasses?"