Chapter 12 Him, and Her

Alone in the turbulent crowd, Wang Jinglu was a little uneasy.

She was never the kind of girl with a strong and outgoing personality, never was.

For example, eat. She likes to eat slowly. If her elder sister Wang Jingxue needs ten minutes to eat a meal, then under the same circumstances, she needs about fifteen minutes.

For example, study. From childhood to adulthood, she never deliberately pursued any achievements, she just learned all the knowledge points required by the teacher with her heart, and completed the homework assigned by the teacher meticulously.

Another example is playing the piano. That was not what she asked to learn. About when she was five or six years old, one day, her sister Wang Jingxue told her parents that she wanted a piano, so a few days later, there was an extra piano at home. In the beginning, my sister practiced every day, practicing fingering and learning repertoire with the tutor, while she watched and listened. Later, my sister said, Erya, come here, starting today, my sister will teach you how to play the piano, so she started playing the piano.

Another example is the transfer after the end of the second year of high school. She herself never thought that one day she would go to a film school, why would she take that exam? She doesn't like watching movies very much, and she doesn't know what to do after graduating from film school. To be an actor? Or write a screenplay? ...she had no idea.

If she had to tear it apart, she would think that teachers' colleges, women's colleges, etc. were what she liked. After graduation, I come out to teach students and get a stable income, just like Uncle Li next door, how wonderful!

However, my sister said, Erya, you know, we are all girls, and this is a man's world, so we girls must be self-reliant! Only when we become stronger than men, can we freely choose the love we love and the life we ​​love! However, luckier than other girls, we have talents, we all have them, so maybe we can find an easier path to success than other girls. That is, art!

So, I'm going to sing, you go to act!

And so, my sister said that she would transfer her to another school, that she would take small classes, and that she would be admitted to the Beijing Film Academy, so she would go to Beijing after the second year of high school.

So again...she is such a person.

Quiet, uncontested.

But today, the sports car parked in front of the teaching building and the smiling man in front of her suddenly pushed her into the turbulent crowd.

When he called her to stop, at this moment, almost all eyes were on her.

She approached in a low voice, a little surprised and a little nervous, and her small hands tightly clenched the strap of the shoulder bag.

Zhao Yumin noticed her nervousness immediately.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoxue, maybe I shouldn't have come to you at this time? It scared you, right?" He said softly, his eyes fell on her face, and his eyes were full of tender pity.

Wang Jinglu looked up at him.

Then, she looked back at those girls for help, they were all her good friends. But at this time, they were all standing there smiling and chattering, their youthful faces showed envy and surprise... but no one felt that Wang Jinglu needed help now. .

She turned her head and looked at him timidly.

His eyes are dark and shiny, but they are not compelling, instead they have a kind of warm light.

"Yumin... Brother, hello."

Zhao Yumin shook her head and smiled, "It seems that the two of us are really going to fall into a romantic drama."

God is pitiful, when he said this, he really wanted to make a little joke, and he really wanted to make this lovely and beautiful girl in front of him not so nervous.

But, no use.

Wang Jinglu's face remained tense, and he had no intention of laughing at all.

"Are you looking for me... for something?" she said.

He let out an "ah", turned back and opened the car door, took out a beautifully packaged small box from the passenger seat, handed it to her, and said with a smile: "It's actually okay, I had a cup of coffee with my friend in the afternoon, and suddenly I found that the coffee shop had good desserts, so I ordered an extra one, thinking you would like it... Sorry, I really didn't know that my sudden appearance would scare you! Otherwise, let's go out and talk, shall we?"

Wang Jinglu first looked at the small box he handed over in surprise, and when he heard the word "go out", she shook her head subconsciously, "No, no, I want..." She eagerly took out a few bags from her satchel. Zhang came to show him the test paper, "I'm going home to review my homework!"

While speaking, she suddenly heard someone calling a familiar name, her heart trembled suddenly, and she subconsciously wanted to turn her head to look at the teaching building behind her, but she stopped halfway through the movement—incredibly stiff .

At this moment, she suddenly felt so wronged.

But she shook her head and said, "Thank you, but no need. If you have nothing else to do..." She pointed to the school gate, and the meaning was obvious: Then I'm leaving.

Zhao Yumin shrugged, took back the small box, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "It's okay, I was too abrupt! Then... Maybe I can drive you home? Oh, yes, you have a bicycle! Sorry... Then, Um, okay..." He made a gesture of invitation, very elegant, "You go first, OK?"

Wang Jinglu looked up at him, nodded, said "goodbye", then turned around and walked into the crowd as if fleeing.

Behind her, several girls chased after her, laughing and shouting.

Behind them, Zhao Yumin glanced at the exquisite snack box in his hand and shrugged.

When he turned his head to look again, Wang Jinglu's figure had disappeared into the traffic of bicycles and people. He looked away, with a confident smile on his face, and turned to get in the car.

"This is the classical beauty of Chinese women...isn't it?" Sitting in the car, he said to himself: "Girls with such a traditional beauty are worthy of love, aren't they?"

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After watching Wang Jinglu leave, Liu Qiang and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sure enough, Wang Jinglu didn't answer it! Let me just say, that kid must have chased after him on his own initiative..."

"Of course, Wang Jinglu is Qianzi's woman, how could she change her mind for such a bad boy..."

"Hey, by the way, Li Qian, do you want us to go down and beat that kid hard and teach him a lesson?"

Li Qian raised his hand to cover his forehead, then turned around to face everyone.

"Stop, stop, all of you stop!"

"To reiterate, we are neighbors and good friends with Wang Jinglu, but they are just good friends. We are not in a relationship. She is not my girlfriend, let alone my woman!"

"Cut! Just pretend you are, you were so nervous just now, think we are blind!"

"However...if you think you can provoke someone, pay attention, it's a Lamborghini. If you drive a Lamborghini in your twenties, you either have a rich family or a rich family. So, if you are brave enough to beat I will never object to that kid's meal, on the contrary, I will applaud and cheer for you..."

"cut!"

"Go to hell!"

"There is no humanity!"

"How could I know you!"

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This afternoon, Li Qian did not practice guitar.

Waiting for all the people after school to leave, and when the whole campus suddenly became empty, he hugged his guitar and leaned on the protective wall of the roof alone, lit a cigarette, smoked it slowly, then turned around and went down. building.

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After dinner, Li Qian moved his pen like flying.

His handwriting was good in the previous life, and it is not bad in this life, and the difference in handwriting between the two lives is not too big, so when the memories of the two lives in the soul are almost completely fused, the handwriting he writes is getting better and better. The better, but it will not be seen by people who are familiar with his fonts.

It is easy to type a 1000-word composition with a computer, but it is not so pleasant to write by hand. He started copying when he got home from school in the afternoon, and copied for nearly half an hour after dinner, and finally finished.

He flicked his wrist and put the three compositions away.

Then, after thinking about it, he walked out of the bedroom and talked to his mother who was watching TV, then changed his shoes and went out.

The destination, of course, is the rooftop.

As a result, he had just climbed to the fourth floor when his cell phone rang suddenly.

I took it out and saw that, as expected, it was from Wang Jinglu. However, perhaps what Li Qian said last time had an effect, this time the text message was actually not blank.

Two words: rooftop.

So, he put away his phone and stood on the fourth floor waiting.

Not long after, the sound of doors opening, closing, and people climbing up the stairs could be heard on the third floor.

Then, one of them stood on the fourth floor, and the other stood at the corner of the stairs from the third to fourth floors. After looking at each other, they turned around and went upstairs tacitly.

The time is 8:13 in the evening, and Jinan Mansion is brightly lit under the night sky. It seems that every breath of everyone, every roar of every machine, every light flickering of every building... is full of desire and irritability .

In such a night, there is no wind.

If you look at the thermometer, the temperature does not seem to be high, but the air seems to be sticky, which makes people feel depressed subconsciously.

The two habitually leaned on the protective wall.

Li Qian thought that she would use "Why did you come out faster than me today?" or "You came out before me, why didn't you send me a text message?" as an opening statement.

but none.

She remained silent.

After about three minutes—maybe one minute, maybe five minutes—afterwards, Li Qian turned to look at her and said, "During dinner just now, my parents discussed and said they wanted to install one in my room." Air conditioner, but I am against it, I want a computer more, but my dad is against it, he thinks he should buy a computer first, but my mother is against it, she said to buy an air conditioner... Hey, even if it’s not funny, you can grin good?"

Wang Jinglu didn't speak, and didn't even turn her head to look at her.

Li Qian touched his nose and looked up at the starry sky in boredom.

"Why……"

After a while, Wang Jinglu suddenly called him.

Li Qian withdrew his gaze and looked at her, "Huh?"

She also looked at him, behind the lens, her eyes were gloomy, a little sad, a little confused, and a little helpless.

"You don't mind?" she said. "I know you must have seen it!"

Li Qian frowned and spread his hands, "What should I do!"

"It's what my dad meant." She said again.

"So..." Li Qian said, "What do you think I can do with this kind of thing?"

"But, but..." She couldn't say the rest.

Li Qian looked at her.

She pouted angrily and kicked him unreasonably.

Of course, very light.

"You can't leave it alone!" she said.

Li Qian took a deep breath and fell silent.

Instead, Wang Jinglu looked at him seriously, as if waiting for an affirmative answer from him.

Of course she wanted an affirmative answer! She knew that she couldn't handle this, but he could! As long as he says, don't worry, leave this matter to me, then she can leave it to him with confidence!

What Zhao Yumin, what father, what sister, it doesn't matter, he can definitely handle everything! It's like when he made her cry when he was a child, he could always make her laugh again very quickly.

He is good at this!

In other words, if he is not good at it, he must learn to be good at it!

Because, he is him.

After being silent for a long time, Li Qian raised his eyebrows and turned to look at her with a strange expression.

Seeing his expression, Wang Jinglu was nervous.

"There is a way..." he said.

Her eyes lit up, and she said excitedly, "Say it!"

He hesitated for a moment, his expression became more and more entangled, "Of course, if I do that, I will have to sacrifice a bit, but, hey... alright! Actually, the solution is... Hey, chick, brother, you look good. Why don't we go get the marriage certificate tomorrow?"

Wang Jinglu's eyes widened, a little confused.

It took her a long time to come back to her senses, her face was a little red, her eyes were a little wet, and her breathing was a little urgent...

This is indeed a good way!

Although when he said it, it seemed a little funny, a little funny, and at the same time a little irritating! But this is indeed a feasible way!

Boys and girls get their certificates, what's the matter with their parents? Would you rather demolish ten temples than destroy one? Do you know?

As for Zhao Yumin...it was instantly wiped out!

but……

"You're right! I wouldn't marry you!" she said.

Then she turned her head quickly, pursed her lips, and said in a low voice: "I don't care what method you use, anyway...you can't ignore it anyway!"

Li Qian sighed, turned his head to look at the bright traffic in the distance, and stopped talking.

After a while, Wang Jinglu turned her head to look at him cautiously. Seeing that he was still in a daze, she kicked him lightly, "Hey, what are you thinking?"

Li Qian drooped his face, looked back at her, and turned back again.

"What else can you think of, think of a way!"

While speaking, he frowned in distress.

But Wang Jinglu laughed slowly: "I'm trying to find a way, that means he's already taking care of it!"

That's good!

Then suddenly, her mood lightened up.

She kicked him again, "Hey, do you have any plans for this weekend? Let's... let's go to climb Thousand Buddha Mountain?"

Li Qian turned to look at her, shook his head, "I'm going to go by yourself, I won't go, I'm going to the movies this Saturday!"

Wang Jinglu pouted slightly, "Then I'll go to the movies too!"

"You don't like watching movies?" he said.

"But I like it now."

"..."

"Hey, is there any movie you particularly want to see? Why do you suddenly want to go to the movies?"

"No. Let's talk about it when we get to the movie theater. Watch whatever you have."

"Well, that's fine. Let's talk about it that day."

After saying this, the two fell silent again.

At this time of night, still lazy without a trace of wind.

The air seems to be viscous, which makes people subconsciously feel that only by opening their mouths can they not be suffocated.

The buildings in the distance are vaguely visible, and occasionally there is an unextinguished lamp, which is lonely and full.

The traffic lights on the road are bright, one after another, lonely and prosperous.

On the fifth floor opposite today, there was no sound.

The whole world is in chaos, but the whole world is silent.

It seems that there are only two people left in the world.

Him, and her.