11 Chapter 11
Seeing that she was silent, I thought I was surprised by his words, and this abrupt invitation was really ambiguous. Zhong Yubai explained: "It just so happens that there is something to be handed over, and the weather is good today, so it is suitable to invite you to go out for a night trip." β
Ji Zhentang: "Huh? Are the two of us? β
He didn't answer, just told her calmly, "I'm at Qingda." β
Ji Zhentang sat up from the bed when he heard this, hurriedly got out of bed, glanced out of the curtain, looked at the lush Qingling Mountain, and saw the rotten orange sunset sandwiched in the mountains. People are most likely to feel lonely at dusk. On the other end of the communication signal, the sound of low breathing fell gently in the space on her end, making an invitation to company.
"What are you going to give me?" She asked.
Zhong Yubai was silent for a while, thinking about the meaning of her rhetorical question, and then said, "If you don't want to see me, I'll let Jialing-"
"No," she cut him off urgently, "I don't want to see you, are you really at school?" β
He said, "I'm here." β
Ji Zhentang delayed for a while, hurriedly washed her head, the long process made her recover her senses, and she felt that this man was very cunning, and asked him what to give, he asked if he wanted to see it? She just fell into a trap for no reason.
Before leaving, seeing that she was in a hurry, Zhou Yi asked who she was going to go on a date, and Ji Zhentang hurriedly cleared up: "It's not a date." β
"The man who can let you wash your hair and go out is so peerless. You haven't been so interested in Zhong Heng. β
She couldn't argue.
"It's not a man!"
Ji Zhentang took the bracelet he gave him, put it back in the exquisite coffin, and tied it with a ribbon. Zhou Yi came over again to inquire: "Is it handsome or not?" Compare it with Zhong Heng. β
Ji Zhentang blurted out: "Ten thousand times more handsome than him." "Not a heavyweight at all.
Zhou Yi grabbed her flaws: "Haha! It's too good, let him invite him to dinner another day. β
Ji Zhentang's thoughts were slightly stunned by her words.
Zhong Yubai? Invite her roommate to dinner? It's an incredible thing, but Zhou Yi's jokes are very ordinary, so they reveal a kind of absurd reasonableness.
"What's wrong? Dirty? β
"Not really, it's a ...... Teacher. "She's very good at making up.
Ji Zhentang didn't let him come to the Xueyuan dormitory, Zhong Yubai thought about it on the phone for a while, and didn't force it, and finally said: Then you come to Shaw Building.
On the way there, she saw a student who had just come from a certain direction to rush to the evening course, and she walked against the flow of people, and the sound of discussion was in her ears.
"Is there any event today, it's so grand, and the banner is hanging."
"Don't you know? The Academy of Maritime Sciences signed a big project with Boyang, and the industrial park next to the university town was invested by Boyang. The principal was in a good mood today, happy, and greeted us, which scared me to death. β
"What is Poyang?"
"Haven't you heard? Then you must know their boss, so handsome that I am stunning! I'm still wondering how anyone would dare to drive a Rolls-Royce in the school, and I thought that the president would pick up the little lover. β
"As a result, Mr. Ba didn't bring a little lover, but only brought a new investment of 500 million."
Zhong Yubai's parking location is relatively remote, and he keeps his promise.
The window dropped a little, and he sat in the light and shadow of the sunset alternating between night, leaning back slightly and sinking into the driver's seat. The posture is not so upright, and the neckline is a little arbitrarily loose. The mirror covered the upper half of his face, and Ji Zhentang walked towards the windshield, only to see his jawline and slightly pursed lips.
It wasn't until she was almost in front of her that she saw the man's eyes, which were closed, and he seemed to be resting.
Ji Zhentang didn't get into the car, nor did she knock on the window, she leaned over slightly, approached the window and looked inside.
He spoke up and asked her, "Why is your face so red?" β
The voice fell, and he slowly opened his eyes.
When Zhong Yubai said this, her face showed a more distinct meaning: "It's nothing to do with you, my roommate teased me." β
After speaking, I felt that this sentence "It has nothing to do with you" is not a little bit of silver three hundred taels here.
Zhong Yubai didn't ask deeply, just said, "It's good if it's not uncomfortable." β
The car window was lowered, Ji Zhentang didn't open the door and took his seat, smiled and clenched his fists and said, "Congratulations, big boss, business is booming." β
He curled the corners of his mouth: "Very well-informed. β
She looked left and right: "Hey, where is your Jialing?" β
"He is dating girls and needs personal time for dating."
Ji Zhentang responded delayedly, and tasted his light "also" word.
"What are you going to give me?"
Zhong Yubai said: "A pair of medicines, in the back seat of the car." β
She blinked, as if waiting for him to pick it up, and the next move should be Zhong Yubai's move, but he didn't move unexpectedly, and Ji Zhentang didn't know how to move.
Blink again.
Zhong Yubai said: "Today's Chenghuang Temple Fair, it's very lively outside, don't want to go out for a walk?" β
Ji Zhentang shook his head: "I don't like to join in the fun the most." β
He's a little bit of a stranger.
She stood in the evening breeze, caught in a dilemma of waiting for him to speak.
Zhong Yubai remembered a lyric: Why not be an extroverted lonely patient.
"I'd love to, but it's a pity that there's a lack of a guide."
As he spoke, the intention of pushing the door open on her side and inviting her into the car was too obvious. Ji Zhentang smiled helplessly: "Okay, then I'll use it as an artificial GPS for you." β
Zhong Yu Baiguaner: "There is labor." β
The City God Temple is near Qingda, and Ji Zhentang doesn't come to play much.
When she went, she racked her brains and thought about how to take Zhong Yubai to visit those scattered small shops to be reasonable, and when she arrived at the venue, she found that she was thinking too much, and people said that the lack of tour guides was an excuse, and how stupid people really were.
Follow Zhong Yubai to a teahouse.
Follow him up the stairs.
Zhong Yu is white and black with black pants, and his hands are in his pockets. Behind her, she fully admired the man's broad shoulders and slender legs.
Take a seat in the most spacious private room in the cafΓ©.
She lifted the curtains a little to look out at the bustling bazaar.
The teahouse occupies a very high area, and she stands from a unique perspective, on the central axis, overlooking the entire temple fair.
The people below are small, the flower market is like day, the flowers are red and willow green, and the whole street is crowded. She couldn't see the faces of those people clearly, but she seemed to feel that everyone was so similar to her.
"I don't like the hustle and bustle either, so I'm used to the location." Zhong Yubai folded his legs and sat quietly, and explained to her, "You can enjoy the scenery without disturbing." β
His words seemed to pull her into the Confederates.
But they couldn't be more different.
She doesn't like to be lively, she hates communication in her heart, and he likes this position because she wants to climb high and look far away, taking care of the overall situation.
Thinking in the opposite direction, the lonely soul is a small chimera in this pure place.
Zhong Yubai sat for a while, leisurely and elegant, and the noisy shouting under his feet was about to squeeze the sky, but in front of him, the water in the cup did not move at all.
"Wow, you are very much like the emperor in ancient times, sitting on three thousand prosperous emperors." Ji Zhentang looked at the window for a while, and suddenly turned around and said something to him.
Zhong Yubai smiled flatly, and took the two words that made her scratch her head: "What about you." β
Ji Zhentang thought for a while, stood on his side, and said in a dignified manner: "I am the little girl who fanned you, or the chief eunuch, or the general with a red tassel gun, orββ"
There were other possibilities, interrupted by her sudden sense of boundary, and Ji Zhentang didn't continue.
Zhong Yubai opened her mouth for her: "My concubine." β
She was startled and muttered red-faced: "This, it's not very good." I'm ...... I'll be a eunuch. β
He smiled faintly, sipped his tea, and didn't say anything.
Ji Zhentang sat in front of the window, holding her cheeks and looking at the scenery below, looking at her skeletal superior side face, the broken hair that was swept up to the bridge of her nose by the wind, glowing with a little natural golden light in her hair color.
Zhong Yubai squinted at her, slightly intoxicated, and remembered another sentence: upside down all beings, it doesn't cost to blow ashes.
"What's the trouble?" Zhong Yubai asked her.
She told him: "I created an account, but I didn't have followers, and all I did was a few likes a day. β
He asked, "How many fans?" β
β300γβ
"You can fill five classrooms, and so many people love you, aren't you happy?"
"But my class leader has 3,000, and his fans can fill 50 classrooms." She was sullen.
Zhong Yubai thought about the countermeasures seriously and proposed: "I will buy you 30,000, ten times as much as him." β
Ji Zhentang laughed, but after laughing, he held his chin sadly and shook his head: "That's all fake, not really like it." β
She stared blankly at the children below who were led by their parents to buy group fans.
Zhong Yubai also glanced at her and told her: "Think about the good, the flowing water does not compete for the first." β
She knew that the fight was endless.
As he spoke, he took his phone to process the message, and then put it aside half a minute later.
Ji Zhentang secretly looked at his expression: "Do I have a lot of negative energy, will you annoy me?" β
Zhong Yubai disagreed: "As long as you are willing to speak, it's not too bad." β
She simply continued to confide: "You know what? I also have tear incontinence, and I can't help crying when I am stimulated, which is terrible. Sometimes I don't really want to cry, but I can't control my tear ducts, which is terrible. β
He understood a little, inexplicably remembered the pair of crying red rabbit eyes, and smiled and said, "It's also a feature." β
She didn't understand: "It's not a good feature." β
"Who said that tears are a bad thing." Zhong Yubai said unhurriedly, "Characteristics and characteristics constitute a unique you." β
I don't know if his thinking has always been special, or if he is deliberately enlightening her, Ji Zhentang's mood is a little sudden. She looked at his deep eyes and couldn't help but admire.
After a while, someone knocked on the door and walked in.
Soon, a goldfish fan was delivered to her. The fan is a painting with a lot of white space, with only an orange koi in the center.
Ji Zhentang looked at the fan in surprise, compared it with the one held by the children on the street outside, and then looked at Zhong Yubai.
He smiled and said, "If I have been staring at it for so long, if I don't care about it again, how incomprehensible it is." β
She was struck in the soft spot of her heart.
"Thank you," Ji Zhentang said, pointing to the painting, "I like this little fish so much." β
As she spoke, she fanned herself with a fan, and her clothes flew up, and then slowly fell, sweeping away a little of the stuffiness of early summer.
Zhong Yubai looked at her: "It's good to like it." β
Ji Zhentang's hand shaking the fan paused slightly, looking at the man opposite, he was so neat, not showing waves, and in the conversation without turmoil, she was seen through by him with a look.
As soon as a person is deep and thoughtful, it appears mysterious and attractive.
And this kind of meticulousness also faintly frightened her, and she thought of many rumors that Mr. Zhong was good in everything, but he didn't know how to be compassionate. Fearing people is also a kind of ability, which tends to force people to submit, and a hundred years ago, such a person may really be a king who sits on the throne.
He has the ability to strategize and the calmness of his face.
Ji Zhentang looked at his meticulous shirt cufflinks, and the man's slender finger bones were holding the lamp, rubbing them lightly. She had seen Zhong Heng sitting in Fengyue, but she couldn't imagine the intoxication and debauchery related to Zhong Yubai.
She suddenly had an idea: a good hand for misconduct, that ...... Does he have a woman?
His cheeks were slightly hot, and he raised his eyes to meet his gaze. Turning the handle of the fan, she covered her eyes slightly, and Ji Zhentang asked, "Are you coaxing me to be happy?" β
The bone appearance of his eyebrows and eyes makes people look very deep, and his expression is still incomprehensible: "What do you think?" β
She puffed out her mouth: "Don't ask me that, I don't want to guess." β
Zhong Yubai looked at her and said, "I hope you are happy." β
Ji Zhentang muttered, "But the more I grow up, the more difficult I feel to be happy......"
Suddenly remembering something, she took the wooden box out of her bag, "Oh yes, this." β
Push it back to him.
Zhong Yubai glanced at it, didn't pick it up immediately, and asked, "Don't like it?" β
She said sternly, "No, no." β
After a moment's thought, he withdrew the bracelet.
Then, he said slowly: "Shen Zhangyuan has a few inches of treasured cloth, and the Zhong family has no tailors, so it is useless. You can add something to your aunt's shop. If necessary, I'll let Jialing bring you there. β
She didn't understand much of this paragraph, what Shen Zhangyuan? I hadn't heard of it, so I asked in a daze, "Do you want me to go over and get it?" β
In fact, one word less, if he said, it seems more reasonable to let Jialing carry it.
Zhong Yubai smiled: "Isn't it better to pick it yourself?" β
Facing the man's calm eyes, Ji Zhentang nodded as if he didn't understand.
She knew that there was a secret in what he said.
When she returned to school that day, Zhong Yubai sent her to the parking lot of the faculty dormitory next to the Snow Garden. She got out of the car, he called "Ah Zhen", and then handed him the Chinese medicine he had prepared.
Zhong Yubai invited a Chinese medicine doctor she knew to help regulate her emotional illness.
"What's it called? Good people do it to the end and send the Buddha to the west? She looked for steps for his thoughtfulness.
Zhong Yubai smiled, as if helpless, and his tone even added a little doting: "You think so, right?" β
"......" didn't seem like the answer she should have heard.
Ji Zhentang took it in a daze, looked at the Chinese medicinal materials in his hand, and then looked up at the man standing quietly in front of the car door. She pursed her lips and dared to ask: "Since I was a child, only my mother would call me like this, Mr. Zhong wouldn't think that this is a kind of trespassing?" β
Zhong Yubai's face was gentle and calm, and he calmly asked: "Why don't you guess, arrogance is my purpose?" β
He said this meaningful thing in a way that was not shocking, but rather like a kind of point.
Her heart seemed to be detained, sullen and heavy, and she was dizzy, slow to react, and forgot to say thank you for the medicine in her hand.
Zhong Yubai asked again: "Is this location good?" β
She didn't understand: "Okay? What does it mean? β
"Waiting for you." He said.
There are no lights in the parking lot and there is a family building nearby. The professors' cars are also haunted, and although his logo is still high-profile, it is not an abrupt presence here. She nodded: "It's really hidden. β
Zhong Yubai bowed his head slightly and said, "Then it's here from now on." β
A very unbearable sentence of "later", a word that is a little more ambiguous than "next time". made Ji Zhentang feel that his heartbeat was about to get out of the reins.
She didn't even know what to do to make a good expression, so she lowered her head, and her eyes were on the cold shadow of the man's shirt.
It's easy to make things obscure at night.
A random "hmm".
didn't ask him what this meant, she hurriedly said "good night" and then said goodbye, Ji Zhentang held the fan while carrying the medicine, wanted to turn around and tell him not to see it anymore, but he was flustered and lacked courage.
β¦β¦
She returned to the dormitory building, walked into the bright light, and saw the familiar dormitory manager, and slowly calmed down.
Glancing in the mirror in the lobby, I noticed that my face was flushed.
"Huh."
Ji Zhentang was startled by the person who suddenly came out, and looked at Zhao Siqi. She asked, "What's the matter?" β
Zhao Siqi was very tall, and the sense of oppression was too strong when she walked over, forcing her to retreat. He asked coldly, "Is Lin Guixue in the dormitory?" β
Ji Zhentang said: "I don't know, I should." β
"Lie to her, don't say I'm here."
"......" is such an unadorned deception that she almost rolled her eyes: "Love can't help." β
"Hey!" By the time he wanted to arrest someone again, she had already fled.
Lin Guixue was in the dormitory, Ji Zhentang sat down to rest, and asked her, "What's the matter with you and Zhao Siqi?" β
Lin Guixue said: "I just think that they are men, they are always high, which makes me very unhappy." β
Zhou Yi's ears were spiritual, and he came over to listen to the gossip: "Expand and talk about it." β
Lin Guixue: "There's nothing to say, I don't like him at first, I just want to rely on him to show me a good scenery." β
"Then you don't rely on it?"
"It's that he's useless, pull down." Lin Guixue said: "Man, if you can be a stepping stone for your sister, you have some ability." If it doesn't work, say goodbye. β
Zhou Yi: "Wise saying! β
Lin Guixue said: "Anyway, the fashion circle is so big, every step is a gamble, this can't be changed, there is everything if you win the bet." β
"What about losing the bet?"
"It's not a loss, at least you can have a little more insight and open your eyes."
Zhou Yi asked: "What if you really meet someone who is powerful and play yourself in?" β
"How powerful is that, covering the sky with one hand?" Lin Guixue didn't care, "If I can really climb the dragon and the phoenix, it's not bad to covet a temporary glory and wealth, but it's a pity that I don't have this opportunity." β
Listening to their conversation, she remained silent.
Ji Zhentang thought of Zhong Yubai and the "Shen Zhangyuan" she confessed. She had no impression of the place and wanted to ask them if anyone had heard of it. But due to various concerns, this was not opened.
It was also at this time that I slowly discovered that most of the things related to him were prefixed with "don't dare".
When people have desires, they will be jealous.
So she went and asked her aunt.
After asking Ji Zhentang, he realized why he asked Jialing to pick her up, because this place couldn't be found on the map. Ji Xinhe had some insight and told her that this was a sanatorium of the Zhong family, covering a large area, with beautiful mountains and rivers.
Ji Zhentang always felt that she seemed to have walked into a mist.
She pulled out a sticky note, ready to write a plan for the week, but put pen to paper and slowly wrote down a string of words: Begonia (French: Begonia)
I've thought about it countless times, her brand name.
took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Zhong Yubai: [I have time next Friday]