11 Foggy
Cheng Wuyi's hands were very soft and icy, so soft that they seemed to be stuck in and couldn't get out.
When the girl received a call from her father, she covered Jing Zheng's lips out of panic and recklessly.
The moment his lips touched her hand, a tingling sensation instantly spread from his lips to his whole body.
On the way to the villa, Jing Zheng realized that the touch and feeling he had chewed repeatedly along the way in his mind was actually this.
About half an hour ago, he and Cheng Wuyi stood in the dark building, confronting each other inexplicably.
Until someone comes in and breaks their awkward silence.
As he said goodbye, he saw the little girl standing a little ahead of him, and turned around awkwardly, telling him that he only had to be sent here.
"See you tomorrow...... Class...... Jing Zheng. β
The boy's expression softened instantly.
Later, Jing Zheng called Cheng Wuyi to come home and sent him a WeChat message, and then turned back and entered the darkroom.
These days, except for some enthusiast-level photography enthusiasts, not many people will play this kind of film camera that needs to be washed and exposed.
Jing Zheng is clearly a connoisseur, and the whole house is tightly covered with blackout curtains and oil paintings, leaving no gaps.
The sink on one side was mixed with potions, emitting an eerie red glow. Jing Zheng put on gloves, walked over, fished out a freshly washed and reddish photo from the pool, and clamped it on the light board.
The scene on the photograph is imaged little by little.
It was the orange cat, lying in his backyard. His technique is very advanced, and the composition is perfect, and you can even feel the moonlight and wind that night.
It's the one that-
Dead orange cat.
Seeing its tragic state emerge little by little, Jing Zheng's mood didn't seem to have changed a little. There are many other photos sandwiched on the panel, from the near, the track clouds taken in the foreground a few days ago, and the far, even a photo of his mother taking him to the park to fly a kite more than ten years ago.
The phone rang, it was Jing Feng's side, saying that Xu Yanzhi's art exhibition would open immediately, and the elders in the family had set up a table for dinner, and asked Jing Zheng to come over to eat.
"Just come."
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Jingjia Villa.
Since the death of his mother, the new woman entered the door, and Jing Zheng moved out.
During the New Year's holidays, he would return home on time, and from the outsider's point of view, they were still a happy family that had not suffered any calamity.
In the restaurant, a large family was already eating.
Grandma saw Jing Zheng coming over and hurriedly greeted him: "Xiao Zheng, come over and eat." β
Jing Zheng greeted a large circle of people, and a few words made everyone happy.
After eating, he and his cousin Jing Zhen went to the second floor to play games.
There was a sound in the living room on the first floor from time to time, Jing Zheng looked down and asked, "Why are so many people here today?" β
Jing Zhen operated Mario: "Isn't there a collection exhibition at home?" Your mother'......"
Jing Zheng glanced at her.
Jing Zhen immediately slapped herself in the mouth: "Sister is wrong, it's not your mother, it's just that woman, Uncle let that woman preside, this is half recognized by the Jing family, can you not be nervous?" Uncle invited teachers from TV stations and film and television schools to give her one-on-one tutoring in small classes at home. β
Jing Zheng didn't have any emotion, and snorted.
"Huh." Thinking of something, Jing Zhen glanced downstairs, "Did you see the old lady in the corner of the sofa, it was grandma who came to tell Xu Yanzhi's fortune." β
"Oh? What does the goddess say? β
Jing Zhen laughed madly when he thought about that scene at that time: "The goddess came in the afternoon, walked around Xu Yanzhi, and danced the great god." β
"You know, Uncle is looking for these pretending things to make Grandma happy. What grandma values most is naturally her grandchildren. β
"The goddess circled Xu Yan, and then said that she had given birth and raised as soon as she saw her body, and she would definitely be able to give the Jing family another big fat boy."
Xu Yanzhi first came to Jing's house, probably when he was in Jingzheng Primary School. At that time, she was just a wine seller in a nightclub, and there was no other reason why she could be favored by Jingfeng.
Pretty.
It's really low-level, but it's also really beautiful.
No one knew about Xu Yanzhi's previous experiences, and no one wanted to know.
It's just ugly and unbearable.
Jing Zhen was still teasing on the side, Jing Zheng didn't know what he was thinking, and asked, "She has given birth to a child before, what about her child?" β
Jing Zhen choked for a while, stopped playing the game in his hand, and choked: "No, you really believe it." Can you listen to the point? β
Jing Zheng was helpless: "So what's the point?" β
"The point is," Jing Zhen laughed wildly, "You don't even know how funny it was in the afternoon." The goddess was taking the pulse and spraying water on Xu Yanzhi's face. How long has she been posing for Mrs. Jing's score, how can she stand this kind of grievance, but grandma believes this, her face is green, and she doesn't dare to move after putting on makeup, not to mention how wonderful it is. β
What Xu said, Jing Zheng didn't care anymore.
Because a new WeChat message suddenly came in the mobile phone.
Cheng Wuyi: [I'm home. γ
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The next day, an apple appeared on Jing Zheng's table.
Liu Baichuan saw it and quipped: "Yes, Jingban, it's not Christmas yet, and some girls are rushing to bring you apples." β
Jing Zheng glanced at Cheng Wuyi's position.
The little girl was still wearing sunglasses and was talking to her tablemates.
It's just a blink of an eye, and when Jing Zheng turns around again, Liu Baichuan has already grabbed the apple and gnawed on it.
Jing Zheng: "......"
Sensing his extremely unfriendly gaze, Liu Baichuan stopped chewing and bumped Jing Zheng with his shoulder: "What are you staring at me?" Didn't you let me eat all those fudge chocolates before? What's the matter, your brother can't eat one of your apples yet? β
"It's different."
"What's the difference?"
Jing Zheng glanced at the half-eaten apple, then at Liu Baichuan, gritted his teeth and finally said:
"The apples weren't washed."
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On the other end, Cheng Wuyi was listening carefully to Xue Caicai, a fellow tablemate, about the Christmas party.
There will be a Christmas party in the first and second years of high school, and the third year of high school will naturally not participate, but some clubs will not have enough manpower to arrange programs, and they will also use personal relationships to seek the third year of high school. Former members of the company who quit the company helped.
For example, Caicai, because she was the backbone of the drama club before, was called by the younger siblings of the drama club to put out the fire and arrange an English stage play together.
"Yuan Yushi plays the princess, Wang Danying plays the drug queen, and I play the princess maid A." Caicai said.
Cheng Wuyi: "Did the two of them also work in the drama club before?" β
Caicai cut off: "The president of the drama club wants to chase after our school flower classmates, saying that no one in the school can control this role except her." And it's also very intimate, I'm afraid that our school flower classmates will recognize the students, and the good sisters of the school flower classmates are also stuffed in. β
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On Christmas Day, most of the people in the self-study classroom walked to see the party of the first and second years of high school.
Jing Zheng was not there, he brought a camera that day and took some photos for those juniors and sisters in the auditorium.
Cheng Wuyi was not interested, so he quietly wrote his homework in the classroom.
A strange phone call came in.
The other party claimed to be a staff member of the Yanzhimeng Foundation, and received her scholarship application form, saying that her conditions met the application conditions in all aspects, and she passed the initial screening, and the next round was the interview session, and the time would be notified when the time came, and she was asked to prepare the proof of property conditions and various information sheets.
Cheng Wuyi hung up the phone with great gratitude.
As soon as she returned to her position, a girl rushed into the classroom.
The girl sat in Xue Caicai's position and said to Cheng Wuyi: "Caicai suddenly has gastroenteritis, do you know where her medicine is?" β
Cheng Wuyi was still panting when he arrived at the auditorium.
Backstage, Yuan Yushi put on makeup, a little more beautiful than before, and was standing next to the head of the repertory troupe, discussing countermeasures with everyone.
Cheng Wuyi skipped them and walked straight to Xue Caicai's side.
Xue Caicai was sitting next to the props, her whole body curled up in pain.
Cheng Wuyi unscrewed his hot water bottle and carefully fed Caicai medicine.
Xue Caicai covered her stomach, and even swearing was weak: "Damn, I didn't eat anything, I just ate the fried noodles from the newly opened fried noodle shop, why did I have a stomach trouble at this juncture." β
Cheng Wuyi also took a warm baby intimately, and was about to help Caicai stick it on her stomach, but her shoulder was pushed down.
"Why don't you replace Caicai with Ah Wu." Wang Danying pulled Cheng Wuyi up and pushed it in front of everyone, "Anyway, Ah Wu has heard the synopsis of the story before, and there are not many Caicai scenes, and there are no lines, Ah Wu just needs to stand there." β
Everyone looked at each other, and one of them boldly said: "How much does wearing sunglasses affect your image!" β
Wang Danying: "Isn't what we are pursuing a dramatic effect!" β
The head of the drama club stood next to Yuan Yushi and looked at Cheng Wuyi, his heart full of disgust and disdain.
But he really didn't have any other candidates at this time.
Besides, Wang Danying is indeed not wrong. Cheng Wuyi's funny and cramped appearance stood on the platform, which was sure to attract a lot of attention.
So he walked over, hid the disdain in his eyes, and said to Cheng Wuyi elegantly and politely: "Classmate, can you help us?" β
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The drama club's program was ranked second-to-last.
The finale.
In the middle of the first row directly below the stage, in the best position, Jing Zheng was holding the camera and pretending to sleep.
The solo singer was playing guitar on stage and singing songs like I love you, you love her. The auditorium is equipped with advanced equipment, and there are two huge LCD high-definition screens on both sides of the stage, and you can clearly see a few pimples on the guitar guy's face.
Liu Baichuan ran over with a basketball at this time and wanted to touch Jing Zheng's lens cover.
"Get out."
Knowing that Jing Zheng was the most precious thing about him, Liu Baichuan couldn't make a mistake, and pouted in disappointment. He glanced behind him and said leisurely: "You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, and the people watching the scenery are watching you from upstairs." β
Jing Zheng: "What are you messing with?" β
Liu Baichuan tugged at him: "Look behind you, you are taking pictures here, they are all taking pictures of you." β
Jing Zheng then glanced back.
The girls who peeked at him almost at the same time withdrew their gazes.
Jing Zheng has long been accustomed to such a formation. The boy held his neck uselessly, just as the show was over, he refocused his eyes on the camera, adjusted the angle and depth of field, and focused on the center of the curtain, where Yuan Yushi was about to appear.
Just in the next second, the curtain opened.
Around, whispers rang out.
Jing Zheng looked at the stage and was completely stunned.
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The moment the curtain opened, Cheng Wuyi sensitively felt the change in light.
But through the sunglasses, fortunately, her newly healed eyes were not affected too much.
When she came to the stage, the president of the drama club repeatedly emphasized her role to her.
A kind-hearted princess who stood up when the Poison Queen insulted her subordinates.
She was the one who gave Caicai a few words, but now that she is Cheng Wuyi, she just needs to stand.
It's basically the same as playing a tree.
It's just that she needs to stand next to Yuan Yushi the whole time. The curtain opened, and Yuan Yushi was originally the focus of the audience, but now she also passively attracted a lot of attention.
A school flower recognized by the whole school, even more beautiful than before, and there is a blind person standing next to him, and everyone has to look twice.
There were more and more whispers in the audience, and Cheng Wuyi took a few deep breaths, but he couldn't hear it.
At this time, Wang Danying walked in front of her.
"Kneel down !!"
Cheng Wuyi: ???
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There is no such sentence in the script.
The girl's thin back was straight, and she looked at Wang Danying quietly, not moving.
Queen Wang Danying is full of style.
Obviously, the air was only a short period of condensation, but they both understood that the way they looked at each other was not good.
The scene in the toilet, Wang Danying has never been able to forget.
She couldn't swallow it.
was ridden on the head by a little girl from the countryside, even if Yuan Yushi could bear it, she couldn't bear it.
The newly opened powder shop at the school gate opened with a big reward, but the quality of hygiene was worrying, and almost no one who had been there had diarrhea.
It was Wang Danying who recommended Xue Caicai to try the new store at noon.
I saw Wang Danying coming over and grabbed Cheng Wuyi's arm.
Yuan Yushi had already subconsciously sensed that something was wrong, and she stepped forward to stop her. Wang Danying was willing to let her interfere, and directly grabbed Cheng Wuyi and took her into her arms.
This time, Wang Danying didn't give Cheng Wuyi a chance to protect herself, she grabbed Cheng Wuyi's sunglasses quickly, and quickly pulled them outside.
In order to prevent the sunglasses from falling, Cheng Wuyi strengthened the temples a lot by himself, and also used rubber bands to firmly bind the two temples together.
And then no matter how much you protect it, you can't withstand Wang Danying's violent actions.
The sunglasses were pulled out by Wang Danying, and the leather band on the back of Cheng Wuyi's head made a deep mark on the girl's black hair.
Finallyβ
A crisp cracking sound.
The abruptly broken rubber band burst into a bloody mark on Cheng Wuyi's cheek.
The mark was extremely red, and it set off the extreme whiteness of her skin.
Almost at the same time, without the shield of sunglasses, the powerful incandescent lights on the stage shone towards Cheng Wuyi.
Her eyes were just in time to receive a bright light, as if they were starting to sting again.
Cheng Wuyi closed his eyes.
Offstage.
The whisper just now turned into an instantaneous unified exclamation at the moment when the big screen was aimed at Cheng Wuyi.
At the beginning of the period, everyone thought it was a script arrangement.
Until the rocker shot was slapped on Cheng Wuyi's face.
The girl's face is projected on the big screens on both sides of the stage in full view. Without the cover of sunglasses, it was only at this time that people understood how amazing this little blind man standing next to the princess was.
Pure white face, the left cheek is injured, and the red gradually fades from the wound to pink.
It was like watching a rose bloom on her face.
Everybody forgot,
Originally, they were just watching a play.
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Cheng Wuyi closed his eyes and shook his head fiercely, trying to sober himself up.
Suddenly illuminated by the bright light, the intraocular pressure increased sharply, her vision was briefly blurred, and her head was dizzy.
Just like a blind person who suddenly encounters a bright light after seeing the light again, he may become blind.
Cheng Wuyi felt in a trance that she was still the same little blind person who couldn't see people and was ridiculed on the first day of school.
Sometimes, people's malice really comes for no reason.
Looks have never been privileges or joys for her.
Cheng Wuyi looked more like her mother when she was a child than she does now.
So much so that when Cheng Dayou is drunk, he will treat her as his mother,
Scold.
It's hard to hear and can't remember.
So during the time when she was injured, Cheng Wuyi even thought that it would be good if she would always be that injured.
The girl closed her eyes, and suddenly felt that the time between her transfer to Yunjia was like a short-lived blind dream.
Dark and lonely.
But she knew that she was on the stage of the limelight, but no one would save her.
Clown.
The carpet on the auditorium stage was soft, and Cheng Wuyi grabbed the soft carpet and wanted to get up on his own.
The moment when the girl is about to open her eyes.
Suddenly, I felt that the sky was dark again.
It was hazy, like a mist with yarn in summer.
The man's words were so firm that they were dim.
Looking up, it was his school uniform with body temperature, gently covering her and wrapping her in all directions.
Cheng Wuyi heard someone say-
"Don't be afraid."