When Chen Ziang came, he was wearing knee-length shorts and an oversized cotton T-shirt with the school logo printed on it. He opened the door, took off his shoes as if he was familiar with the place, and when he saw Qiu Zining, he just said, "I'm done, you know?"
But his tone was excited, and it was hard to tell where he was done.
Qiu Zining said, "Hmm?" and asked him to continue.
Chen Ziang continued, "I had promised my roommate to treat them to dinner tonight, and the restaurant was booked, but you said one word and I canceled it."
He put on his slippers and sat next to Qiu Zining.
Qiu Zining was writing a soft article on her laptop. When she saw him coming, she closed the computer, turned her head, glanced at the logo on the T-shirt, and said, "Oh," "Are you really a 985 university student?"
"Of course, absolutely." He smiled and put his arm on the back of her chair.
Qiu Zining asked, "Then take me to your school next time?"
"Okay. Come if you don't mind."
Chen Ziang looked around as he spoke. It had been two weeks since he came, but the house that was cleaned up at that time was now a mess again. The express delivery in the corner and the clothes on the sofa seemed to have been updated by the system with one click. They took great effort to disappear for her, but they quickly grew back. The heavy corduroy curtains covered half of the window glass. The light in the living room was bright, illuminating the hair and dust on the ground. A full vase of flowers was placed on the coffee table piled with books, but half of them were withered.
Psychedelic, old smell.
Qiu Zining walked around the room in slippers, lit an aromatherapy candle, and took out a disc from a corner and put it in the vinyl record player. The pointer was put down, and the psychedelic French electronic music melody flowed in the apartment. The sky was tile blue at this moment, half dark, and with the faint light source and music in the house, there was a mysterious atmosphere.
She turned to somewhere, took out a bottle of red wine, went to the kitchen to find a cup, poured wine and handed it over: "Drink."
"Don't you want me to clean?" He was stunned.
"Drink before cleaning, you are cuter after drinking."
Chen Ziang said "oh", took the bottle and poured it into his mouth, but didn't swallow it. He walked to Qiu Zining, lifted her chin and held her face and poured the liquid into her mouth.
Qiu Zining frowned and whimpered: "Are you looking for death?"
Chen Ziang hummed, simply dragged her hips to pick her up, held her waist with his other hand, walked to the wall a few steps, grabbed her palm and pressed it against his face, "If you don't feel well, just hit me."
After saying that, he buried his head and kissed her. Mixed with the entanglement of alcohol.
Qiu Zining really pinched his face hard, Chen Ziang frowned in pain, buried his face further, and the hot air sprayed out made her neck itchy. The two of them moved crookedly into the bedroom, and then rolled together in the soft mattress. Desire rushed from all directions like a heat wave. Qiu Zining thought of something at the last moment, blocked his mouth with her fingers and said, "No... I don't have..."
Chen Ziang got it, took out a pack of condoms from his pocket, grabbed her fingers and kissed them, and said intermittently: "It's okay, I prepared it. Your previous one was a bit small."
...
After dinner, Chi Wei went straight to the study.
Qu Fanyi cleaned up the table, put the dishes in the dishwasher, knocked on the door, and asked him in a singing tone: "Do you want to go downstairs for a walk together? The air seems good today."
Chi Wei paused for a moment before answering, "I'm a little busy tonight."
Qu Fanyi said oh.
The door of the room was closed. Chi Wei's desk was in front of the window. He looked up, the screen window was hazy, and a clear moon was hanging outside the screen window.
Distant, quiet, like a dream.
Chi Wei couldn't help but open the window, as if the moonlight of the previous dynasty suddenly shone into his heart again. The moon was like a light and thin gauze with a cold temperature. Everything around him became vulgar and boring because of her appearance. In the hustle and bustle, Chi Wei was like a stranger far away from home, looking at the bright white moon, and began to miss his hometown.
It was a young, surging and unswerving taste.
That was, he admitted, the taste that only Lin Shan could give him.
…
After making up his mind, Chi Wei took out his mobile phone again and typed a reply word by word: "Okay, I'll pick you up."
The moon in the middle of the night was soon covered by clouds behind him.
The next morning, Chi Wei was awakened by a burst of rain.
Qu Fanyi had woken up long ago to prepare breakfast. The buzzing sound of the wall-breaking machine was faintly transmitted into the bedroom through several doors. The curtains were drawn, but there was no light outside the window, and it was dark. Huge raindrops hit the glass with a crackling sound, accompanied by the occasional whirring wind.
After a while, there was a noise behind him. Qu Fanyi turned around and saw Chi Wei who had just woken up. She was surprised: "Isn't it a day off today? Why are you up so early?"
Chi Wei nodded, "Go and help me prepare some clothes, something a little more formal."
"Are you going out? Then you must remember to bring an umbrella, the weather forecast says it will rain." Qu Fanyi's eyes were big. She was wearing a yoga suit and planned to go out for class after breakfast.
"There is something urgent at the hospital." Before he finished this sentence, Chi Wei turned around and went to the bathroom.
He didn't dare to look into her eyes.
Chi Wei's home is located in the northeast fourth ring road, not too far from the airport. He checked Lin Shan's flight and it would land in about half an hour. International flights still have to go through customs and pick up luggage, and it will take about two hours to reach the exit hall.
After the car drove out of the community, Chi Wei first turned around. He went out too early. After thinking about it, he simply drove the car east. There was a roast duck restaurant in the east. It was Lin Shan's favorite before she went abroad. The queue was usually long. His highest record was 2 hours. At this time today, there shouldn't be many people. She has been abroad for so long, she will probably miss that taste.
The weather in Beijing is cloudy and sunny in summer. The weather forecast said that there would be thunderstorms all day. When he went out, the weather was sunny, but now the dark clouds gathered again, and it seemed that it would pour again.
The roast duck was packed tightly and placed on the co-pilot seat. The car drove all the way to the airport. The sky was getting lower and the dark clouds were pressing in front of him, as if they would gather above his head in the next second. Chi Wei suddenly remembered that the window of the study was still open, and the computer and thesis were facing the window. I wonder if Qu Fanyi is at home at this time.
He called Qu Fanyi, and after a few beeps, he heard a loud sound of rain coming from the other end of the phone. Chi Wei was stunned: "Where are you?"
Qu Fanyi's voice was panic. She had just come back from outside. It was sunny when she took a yoga class in the morning. However, when she entered the gate of the community after class, she saw that the sky was half sunny and half rainy, and the sun and raindrops were hitting each other vigorously. She ran back to the apartment building in a panic, and was in a mess.
The other end of the phone gave an order: "Just in time, you go home quickly. The window of my study is not closed. Go upstairs and close the window for me, otherwise my thesis and computer will be in trouble."
As he said this, he saw heavy raindrops hitting the windshield, and the rain spread. A thought jumped out of Chi Wei's heart-what if Lin Shan got wet?
Thinking of this, he hung up the phone in a hurry and asked Lin Shan: "It's raining, do you have an umbrella? I'll be there soon."
Lin Shan only replied faintly: "I just landed."
Chi Wei typed: "I bought you the roast duck from Qingnian Road, you like it the most..."
However, while he was still typing, the other party sent another cold message: "Don't come."
Qu Fanyi received Chi Wei's instructions and rushed upstairs. The heavy rain accompanied by the wind hit the corridor window glass. When she entered the house, she secretly cried out that it was not good. She kicked off her shoes and opened the study door, only to see that the study was already in a mess. The curtains were rolled to both sides, the computer desk and office chair were soaked by rain, and the ground near the window was wet and reflected the light. Fortunately, Chi Wei's thesis was placed on the book, so it was only wet and could be rescued. The Montblanc ballpoint pen on the table was blown to the ground, and the computer screen was also wet. The screen was pitch black, and I didn't know if it was broken. The evergreen potted plant originally placed by the window fell tragically into the water. Fortunately, the glass door of the bookcase was closed, and the loss was controllable.
Chi Wei spent most of her time in the study, writing papers, reading papers and doing research. This piece of land was like a branch of her husband's career. It seemed sacred and inviolable to her. She became anxious and ran to the window in the wind and rain without caring that she was barefoot. However, she didn't expect the ground to be slippery. She slipped and fell to the ground. Her knees hit the edge of the table cabinet heavily, and she hissed in pain.
This collision directly knocked over the table cabinet, and the drawers also poured out with a crash.
The grievance, annoyance and pain surged in her heart. The rain and wind hit her face, mixed with tears, and her eyes were hot and cold. She pursed her lips tightly and supported the table to stand up. The hem of her skirt and her legs and feet were wet. Finally, she moved to the window and tried her best to close the window.
The knee was cut and the edge of the wound was swollen, but the most urgent thing was to clean up the study room - Chi Wei had to continue writing his thesis when he came back in the evening. In the world of a full-time wife, the husband is the sky, the husband's career is the earth, and she is the sea, embracing and connecting this world. She sent a text message to Chi Wei, saying: "The window is closed. The study room is not a big problem, I will clean it up." After a while, she added, "I fell down." She first straightened the cabinet, and then picked up the hard drives, documents, spare mobile phones, chargers, and certificates that were scattered on the floor in the cabinet beside the table, wiped them and put them in the drawer. Her actions were careful and cherishing. He has always been like a god in her heart, and she is his maid, worshiping him and diligently brushing off the dust on it. Then, Qu Fanyi saw the drawer that used to be locked. A small key was inserted into the lock - when she came to find him last night, the key was not there. Qu Fanyi's hands trembled slightly, and a light voice sounded in her mind again at this moment. It was the question she once asked herself: "Qu Fanyi, what do you want? Is it real? Or illusory?"
..
"Why?"
The pouring rain surrounded Chi Wei's car like a heavy curtain. He drove the car into the underground parking garage of Terminal T3. At this moment, there was a shortage of people taking taxis from the airport. The heavy rain stopped the tourists. People dragging suitcases of various colors strung together into a colorful bead. The beads were tightly together and squeezed under the ceiling of the taxi waiting booth.
Lin Shan didn't reply to his WeChat, and Chi Wei sent another sentence: "Why don't you let me pick you up?"
Chi Wei turned on the car radio and leaned back on the backrest of the driver's seat. It had been an hour and a half since Lin Shan arrived. He wondered if he could see her in the long queue in front of him in a while?
The radio broadcast the weather and road conditions, and the host told jokes indifferently. He closed his eyes, and even he felt that he was doing something stupid. His life was too smooth, so carefree that he began to be obsessed with worries and those untouchable things.
Finally, Lin Shan's WeChat came: "I'm already on the bus."
Chi Wei jumped and sat up straight, seeing that she sent another message: "I'm too ugly today. I've been crying every day recently. I'm so haggard that I can't see you like this."
He looked at the rain outside helplessly. Lin Shan sent another message, "I have a lot of luggage. I booked a short-term rental apartment and will live there for three months. It's near our previous home."
The lock in the drawer was quietly placed aside.
The mobile hard drive was plugged into her laptop, and there were several video files on the screen. They were carefully sorted. Qu Fanyi first clicked on the "Proposal.avi".
Her mind was empty, her knees were painful, and the fluorescent screen shone on her face, which was pale. The hair wet by the rain stuck to her face, it was a little itchy, and she wiped it casually. The video started playing. It was Chi Wei's face. The picture quality was very bad. She even glanced at the time. It was recorded in 2017 by Chi Wei using an iPhone 8.
The slightly younger Chi Wei whispered to the camera: "Shh, we are secretly rehearsing for your proposal."
Then the camera moved away to a large basement. Several familiar faces, Chen Zhuan, Yu Youyang and others, were forced to rehearse dance to the music. Their movements were soft and their faces were full of resistance. Chi Wei held a thick stack of manuscripts with words printed on them. As he flipped through them, he pressed the speaker next to him and urged: "Pay attention, don't let me treat you for nothing..."
Qu Fanyi's eyes fell on the stack of proposal plans in his hand, and she laughed at herself.
She dragged the video bit by bit, not noticing that her fingers were trembling slightly. Chi Wei's proposal was extremely complicated. He began to study the diamond ring carefully, secretly asked Lin Shan's best friend to measure her finger circumference, and asked her about her favorite style indirectly... Just the preparation for the proposal was divided into several groups, responsible for leading the way, accompanying, dancing, cheering, and logistics... Finally, the moment of the proposal, the silly dance ended, Chi Wei walked out stupidly holding the diamond ring, and the man in the picture knelt down with a pious face, looking at Lin Shan, with a nervous and terrified expression - Lin Shan smiled and said reluctantly: "Okay! It's a bargain for you."
Everyone cheered.
Chi Wei was so excited that he cried. Amid the cheering of the crowd, he closed his eyes, his lips trembled, and kissed his goddess.
Then there was the "wedding avi.", nugget two years ago, when Chi Wei hugged the toilet and cried on the eve of his wedding to express his love for Lin Shan. The video seemed to be recorded by Yu Youyang. He frowned and whispered to the camera: "Idiot."
"Idiot." Qu Fanyi also said, not knowing who he was scolding.
So far, her mood is much calmer than she thought, as if she was watching a science fiction drama, the people in the drama are actors, and have nothing to do with her.
Then there are some daily highlights. Chi Wei set up the camera and invited Lin Shan to watch the video he recorded for her. It was still in this house, in this living room, but it was much messier than now. Lin Shan has long legs and likes to wear white - she wears white in several videos, revealing her slender neck and collarbone. Her skin is so white that it shines in the dark environment. Chi Wei brought several dishes from the kitchen and placed them on the coffee table. He greeted her warmly: "Shanshan, do you think I have made progress today? Can you eat while watching the video?"
Lin Shan frowned and glanced at the dishes, then glanced at the video, and said: "I'm so annoyed. Why did you shoot me so dark!"
" I was wrong, I was wrong, it's all Chen Zhuan's fault, that grandson learned this, but he can't even take a good picture of people, not even one thousandth of the beauty of my Shanshan!"
Lin Shan tasted a bite of the food and poked his head with her fingertips, "Have you really learned to cook seriously? When we got married, you said you would take care of the housework and the food, and you did it like this?"
Chi Wei quickly begged for mercy. He seemed to have ten million ways to coax her. He also imitated her and took a bite of the food and cursed, "Pah, pah, pah! It's too disgusting! It's really a piece of shit! I'll go to New Oriental to learn tomorrow. Shanshan doesn't want to eat, we don't want it, let's go, I'll take you to a restaurant."
... "Pah!"
Qu Fanyi slammed the laptop shut.
Her hands were shaking. Unable to restrain herself.
Perhaps the air in the high-rise apartment was also thin, or perhaps the heavy rain brought a different air pressure to the room. Every heartbeat was empty, sometimes the heart fell into the stomach, and sometimes it jumped into the throat.
She wanted to get up and leave this place immediately.The floor was wet, and everything around was too messy. She breathed heavily, her hands trembling as she virtuously put everything in Chi Wei's study in order. She stumbled to the balcony to get a bucket and a rag, and then stumbled back, forgetting the pain of her knee injury. She half-knelt on the ground, soaked up the water on the ground with a rag, and then wrung it out in the bucket again and again. In the mechanical repetition process, she told herself: "It's nothing. It's nothing. It's nothing."
Tears fell on the ground in big drops, and the ground couldn't be wiped dry no matter how hard she wiped it.
"It's nothing. It's nothing. It's nothing..." she repeated softly.
He just doesn't love me, that's all.