In the afternoon, cotton-like white clouds floated above Jianghai, and the weather was a little cooler. When two tour buses drove into the main road of Jianghai, the boys and girls on the bus were pointing and laughing with great interest.
"Lingjing, did you really decide to go to Vienna?"
Dongfang Wan was sitting in the middle seat. She frowned and asked Lingjing, who was sitting by the window.
In the past few days in Guilin, she was not in high spirits. Dongfang Wan was quite sensitive in this aspect, so she naturally noticed. On the way back, when she heard the news about her school in Beijing, she had a rough answer. She probably struggled for a long time to come up with this answer. She was probably thinking about this during this trip.
"The environment in Vienna... should be better..." Lingjing turned her head and showed a clear smile on her face.
"Uh, since you've decided... when are you leaving?
Before you leave, let's have a party. How about it? "
"Probably... tomorrow..." Lingjing shrugged slightly. "It's a bit rushed..."
"Huh?
So soon! "
"That's why I'm going on a trip with everyone."
Dongfang Wan treated Lingjing as a friend. She was always naive in this aspect, so naturally, she was a bit sad when she heard that she was leaving. She chatted with her.
She was naturally aware of the feelings that had accumulated between Ling Jing, Jia Ming, and Sha Sha since they were young. Although she had some doubts in her heart, she naturally couldn't ask such a question at this time.
He told her to take care of herself when she was abroad and wrote down his phone number for her. On the way to the station, he asked about Jiaming's situation.
"... He'll come to pick you up later, right?"
"Jiaming... I don't think so. Maybe it's Shasha. I called her and told her that he would arrive at this time today, but I couldn't get through to her this morning..."
"I think Jiaming will definitely come. You guys are so nice... But it's okay. If he doesn't come, my brother will come to pick me up today. We can send you back first. Don't think too much. My brother used to like you, but he's changed now. Haha..."
As they spoke, the bus slowed down. The students on the bus greeted each other. The boys took their luggage down from the rack. The girls put on their sunhats or held umbrellas in their hands and prepared to get off the bus.
After a while, the bus stopped and a group of people squeezed out of the bus. A moment later, there was a sea of umbrellas outside.
Lingjing didn't have many things, but in addition to the messy things she was forced to buy with Dongfang Wan in Guilin, she also packed a big travel bag. A boy wanted to help her carry it, but she shook her head and refused.
Back in Jianghai, her heart was so complicated that it was like ten thousand bows were tied. She didn't want to get off the bus, but in the end, she was pulled by Dongfang Wan into the crowd. As soon as she stepped on the ground below, she almost felt that all the strength in her body was drained in an instant. Her calm state of mind on the bus was swept away. Surrounded by the excited crowd and colorful umbrellas, her heart was tightly squeezed by something. She was completely out of breath and didn't know where to go.
The next moment, Dongfang Wan patted her on the shoulder: "Hey, hey …" She pointed to the front, not knowing what she was saying. Lingjing looked over in a daze. There were people everywhere. Their backs, faces, and smiles, she couldn't tell who was who.
Dongfang Wan, who was holding the travel bag in one hand, staggered a few steps in the crowd. As the scenery moved, her eyes finally passed through the crowd. Who else could it be other than Jia Ming who was walking towards them from the opposite side of the parking lot?
"It seems that my brother doesn't have a chance …" Dongfang Wan sighed regretfully at the side, but her face was smiling happily.
Not knowing what kind of expression was on her face at this time, Lingjing swallowed a mouthful of saliva. She felt a loud "gulp" sound coming from her throat. Her footsteps were stiff, and her gaze was fixed on the approaching figure. There was no way for her to look away. A moment later, he passed through the crowd and walked closer. He picked up her large travel bag and casually chatted with Dongfang Wan, but she couldn't hear very clearly.
Her gaze moved to his arm where she had cut him that day. The bandage was gone, or rather, it was on his wrist. Why?
She thought about this matter and wanted to say something, but she couldn't find the words to say. Until Jiaming said: "Let's go." She frowned and followed him through the crowd.
"In the morning, I went to Shasha's place. She said you would arrive at this time and asked me to come and pick you up …"
"I couldn't get through to Shasha's phone …" She felt that her voice was a little hoarse.
"Their gang's affairs have been in a mess recently. It's fine …"
The taxi was easy to get. After they left the parking lot, there was one right at the entrance. Jiaming opened the door, and Lingjing got in. She casually took the travel bag, but she had no intention of letting him in. "Thank you for coming to pick me up." After saying these words with great difficulty, she slammed the door shut with a bang.
The car started and gradually drove away. Not far from the roadside, the door of a Volkswagen Santana opened. Dongfang Lu walked out and looked at Jiaming with slight confusion. At the same time, Dongfang Wan ran over from behind. "Hey, Jiaming, did you guys fight because Lingjing is going to Vienna?"
"Uh, I don't think so …"
"Don't worry, don't worry. It's time for everyone to work hard for themselves. After all … no matter how good a friend is, they have to part for a while …" Dongfang Wan comforted in her own way. At this time, Dongfang Lu walked over and greeted his little sister. Then, he told her to go to the car. Just now, he let out a sigh.
"Regarding the Sand Bamboo Gang, Fang Zhitian's side indeed did not react in time. However, no matter what, Ying Zifeng is still Ying Haisheng's son. This matter is very troublesome. To be honest, you know how powerful Ying Haisheng is. Furthermore, Ying Zilan really cares about this younger brother of hers, even if he doesn't really appreciate it … Eh, I don't know what you're thinking …"
Dongfang Lu already knew the whole story from his own sources. What he said was no different from what Fang Zhitian said. At this time, he received the same calm answer.
"We'll talk about it later …"
"Uh … Now that Yanhuang Awakening's higher-ups know your identity, many people think that you and Jian Suyan are the same person. To be honest, you did a great job killing Cang Yu. I'm worried that there will be a big problem in the future. Takama-ga-hara, Yanhuang Awakening, and Dark Heavenly Zither are a combination built on the foundation of external problems. Now that the external problems are gone, the next problem will be internal problems …"
"Okay."
Jiaming nodded noncommittally and turned to leave. It seemed like he didn't care about these things at all. Dongfang Lu looked at his back and narrowed his eyes in confusion. When he walked back to the Santana, Dongfang Wan's words stunned him for a while, "Brother, did you know?
Lingjing is going to Vienna. "
"What did you say!"
*****
On the way back to the dojo, Lingjing reluctantly pulled herself together when she saw the smiling faces of her parents.
"… This is a souvenir from the trip to Seven Star Cliff in Guilin. This is the dress I bought for you, mom. Dad, this is your paperweight. This is for Shasha. This … this is for Jiaming …"
Lingjing tidied up the things in her backpack one by one. Although she tried hard to pretend to be very excited, the Ye couple could see that she wasn't in high spirits. Both of them looked slightly worried.
Ever since they received the notice from Vienna, they had been trying to persuade their daughter to go abroad to study. However, their daughter suddenly called them and said that she was going to leave tomorrow, which really made them feel uneasy. On the one hand, they had prepared all the necessary things for their daughter in the past two days. On the other hand, after some discussion, they roughly guessed the reason why their daughter suddenly changed her mind. At this moment, they came to a conclusion, but they didn't dare to ask. They knew that their daughter looked weak but was actually stubborn. They also knew that she had her own considerations. Anyway, going abroad was a good thing. Which age didn't have such worries? Perhaps after going abroad, they would gradually fade away.
After roughly dividing the gifts, Lingjing sat for a while. Then she went to take a bath and changed into a clean and cool summer dress. Not long after she returned to her bedroom, she saw her mother coming in.
She suppressed her voice and cried loudly in the bathtub. At this time, her eyes were still a little red. She had to try hard to bloom a smile on her face, "I'm too tired. I almost fell asleep when I was taking a bath …"
"Okay."
Duan Jingxian nodded and sat down beside Lingjing. She reached out and hugged her daughter. Lingjing snuggled into her mother's arms, "Mom …" Her voice was slightly choked.
After hugging Lingjing for a while, Duan Jingxian rubbed her chin intimately against her daughter's hair, "Your father and I have been thinking for a long time. It's because of Jiaming …"
Everyone had experienced the troubles of adolescence. They believed that they understood the relationship between their daughter, Jiaming, and Shasha. Now that Jiaming and Shasha were boyfriend and girlfriend, and their daughter had been with him for so long, it was natural to say that it was a pure friendship. It was because of this that they did not object to the relationship between the three of them. But after a long time of getting along, they were all at the age of youth. If their daughter had some feelings for Jiaming, then it would not be surprising.
The three of them had grown up together, and Mr. and Mrs. Ye had thought highly of their daughter and Jiaming. Before Jiaming and Shasha's relationship was announced, they had even thought of marrying Lingjing to Jiaming in the future. But in the end, Shasha beat them to it. Naturally, there was nothing they could do about it.
Now that they thought about it, Jiaming and Shasha had been coming to the dojo less recently. When their daughter suddenly said that she wanted to go to Vienna and immediately decided to leave, it was most likely because she realized that her feelings for Jiaming could not be tolerated anymore. On one hand, she liked Jiaming, and on the other hand, Shasha was her best friend. Under such circumstances, she naturally had to leave as far away as possible.
There was no right or wrong in this kind of matter. Jiaming and Shasha were right, and their daughter was naturally not wrong. Under such circumstances, they naturally supported their daughter to go to Vienna. Youth, love … Time would slowly dilute everything. In fact, this was the purest age. Perhaps one day in the future, Jiaming and Shasha would break up, and Lingjing would come back. It was not impossible for them to be together.
They did not know that the truth of the matter was far more complicated than they imagined. After comforting her for a while, Lingjing hugged her mother without saying anything.
It was almost five in the afternoon. Duan Jingxian got up and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Seeing Lingjing's tired face, she told her to sleep for a while. But a moment later, Lingjing's slightly frail figure appeared at the kitchen door. "Mom, don't cook for me. I want to … go out for a while …"
"Uh …" Mama Ye held the spatula. It seemed like she wanted to say something, but she was stunned for a moment and did not say anything in the end.
"Um … go to Jiaming … and Shasha's place. I'm leaving tomorrow, and everyone should celebrate … bring the gifts I bought in Guilin to them … um …"
"Got it. Hurry up and go." Mama Ye smiled. "If you're late, you won't be able to make it in time for dinner."
Standing at the door, Ling Jing struggled to smile. Looking at her mother's smiling face, Ling Jing suddenly rushed over and hugged her. "Mom, thank you … I'm sorry …" No matter what, when a child was about to go on a long journey, it would always be their parents who would be worried. At this moment, looking at that smile, she realized that she had been worried about her own relationship and neglected the feelings of her family.
But that was how youth was. Duan Jingxian patted her daughter's shoulder and said softly, "Don't be silly. Hurry up and go …"
"Mmm …" Lingjing ran out of the kitchen and saw her father in the living room checking the things she wanted to take with her. She hugged him from behind, kissed him on the cheek, and ran away. Ye Han turned around in confusion. "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
In the blink of an eye, Lingjing ran out of the room.
*****
The warmth she felt from her parents was unable to wash away the grievances in her heart. Feelings were not math problems. It could not be eliminated by one plus one equals two or subtracts one. She took the bus to the entrance of Sacred Heart College. Under the setting sun, the square in front of the Sacred Heart College, which had yet to start school, appeared empty. As she walked past, she thought about how they used to go to school together and how they used to take a walk together after dinner. Those pairs of shadows seemed to be walking beside her. Because of that, she felt even more upset.
Everything was the same along the way, but her mood had changed. She walked all the way to the lively game room and went up the stairs. She stood in front of the familiar door for a long time before she finally took out the key to open the door.
The room was so quiet that it felt like it was dead. A familiar sound of typing came from the sky and stopped abruptly. Just now, it started again.
Usually, at this time, there would be sounds of bustling in the kitchen. The aroma of rice wafted out, the sound of kitchen knives on the chopping board, and the clashing of spatulas. Usually, it would be Jiaming and her doing these things. Shasha would be outside watching TV or helping to set the table.
She closed the door, changed her shoes, and sat quietly on the sofa for a while. Then, she walked from the bedroom to the balcony and to the door of the small room next door. Jiaming, who was playing on the computer, saw her from inside. They looked at each other in silence for a moment. She quietly retreated like a ghost.
She walked all the way to the kitchen, opened the rice jar, and began to wash the rice and cook as usual.
After the rice cooker was turned on, she washed a few scallions. Then, she went to the living room and opened the fridge to look for something to eat. Eggs, lean meat that had been stored for a few days, sausages … The sausages were placed on a plate to be steamed with rice. She minced the lean meat and opened the eggs. Everything was familiar to her. She could do it with her eyes closed.
She poured the oil into the pot and it sizzled. She followed the steps in the past and silently did everything. Egg pancakes, lean meat and egg soup, and thin slices of sausages. She didn't know when Jiaming turned on the TV in the living room. He probably finished what he was doing on the computer. Then, he went into the kitchen to get the bowls and chopsticks. He looked at what she was doing and asked, "The meat has been stored for a few days. Can it still be eaten?"
"It's okay. It's not bad."
His indifferent answer made them look like a young couple who had been married for a long time and had begun to lose their love for each other. The kitchen was not spacious, and when they walked around, they had to turn sideways. For the two of them, it was a perfect fit.
When the dishes were served, the sky gradually darkened. The two of them sat at the table and quietly ate the not-so-sumptuous dinner. Jiaming seemed to have a good appetite. In the blink of an eye, he had already finished two bowls of rice. Lingjing only took a few bites before she put down her chopsticks and watched him eat. After a long time, she said, "I'm going to Vienna tomorrow."
Jiaming paused for a moment before he continued eating. He nodded and said, "Okay."
Lingjing took a deep breath and said, "I can't contact Shasha. But with you around, she'll be fine …"
"It's not a big deal. Shasha is now …"
"What should I tell her?"
He asked indifferently. Lingjing stared at him and interrupted him. "You haven't told her about you and Sister Ya Han, right? I … What can I tell her?
Can I tell Shasha the reason why I'm going to Vienna? "
She was silent for a moment before she said, "I'll call her when I get there. By then … If you've already told her the truth …"
After that, the two of them fell silent again. After dinner and washing the dishes, Jiaming went to the living room to watch TV. Lingjing sat on the bed in the bedroom to tidy up some small things on the desk. Occasionally, she would glance at Jiaming's silhouette in the living room and stare blankly for a long time. If Jiaming turned to look at her, she would turn her head back to the desk and continue tidying up the small things.
These things were irreplaceable to her. The souvenirs she bought when she traveled with Jiaming, the paycheck from her first job, the ticket to Dream of Stars, the gifts that Jiaming gave her occasionally when he was in the mood, the income and expenditure record book at home, and the wedding photo album of her, Jiaming, and Shasha … When it was past nine o 'clock, she took out a small suitcase and packed the things she wanted to take with her. Jiaming also took out a pile of things from his room.
"… I wrote some things that might be helpful if you really want to play the piano in the future. Here's a name card. If you encounter any problems in Vienna that you can't solve, no matter what it is, you can call her. Basically, she can solve it. Here's a bank card, the password is your birthday …"
As he spoke, he placed the things beside Lingjing. Lingjing didn't look like she was going to refuse. She just stared at Jiaming's bandaged wrist for a long time and asked, "How did you get there?"
"By accident …"
"You've never been careless before …"
Lingjing said. Jiaming didn't answer, so she didn't ask any more questions.
At around ten o 'clock, Lingjing finished packing the things she wanted to take with her and closed the suitcase. The two stood by the bed for a long time. Jiaming said, "I'll send you downstairs to call a taxi …" He picked up the suitcase and was about to walk out when Lingjing suddenly rushed over from behind and hugged him around the waist.
"Why did you do this? Tell me!" Her voice was choked with sobs as she cried out.
Feeling the girl's body trembling behind him, Jiaming closed his eyes. Just now, he turned around and hugged Lingjing as if he wanted to press her body into his.
On a summer night, their bodies were burning hot. Lingjing hugged his neck, her lips trembling as she searched for Jiaming's mouth. It was as if this was their first time.
"Tonight … I won't be going back …" (To be continued, if you want to know what happened next, please go to www.qidian.com to read more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)