The college student said that a high school girl borrowed his mobile phone and called Cheng Jiali.
As for who the girl is, he doesn't know.
Cheng Jiali didn't take this matter to heart. He probably had the wrong person.
However, when he stood on the stage today, the glance he caught clearly...
A hand stretched out across the table next to him and grabbed his arm.
"Hey, what are you looking for?"
"—I thought you lost your wife if you didn't know," the best man winked jokingly, "Isn't the bride changing clothes backstage?"
"Go away." Cheng Jiali scolded with a smile, "Jingyun Where do you need to tell me?"
The people around noticed Cheng Jiali and immediately stood up to toast the bridegroom. Cheng Jiali waved his hand and said that he would wait for Jingyun to finish changing his dress and join them for the toast. He couldn't sneak away, and the others I immediately sighed, look at this couple, how close they are to each other, the seven-year itch like us can't compare.
Cheng Jiali put his arm around the best man's shoulders and took him a step to talk: "You were here just now, did you see a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old?"
"Sister-in-law's little niece?"
"Not from Jingyun's side... He was about this tall, wearing a very large black coat, jeans, sneakers, and a hat. He was very thin and white.
"..."
The best man stretched his neck and scanned the audience: "Didn't you see him? Could it be from the hotel? " What happened to her? "
What happened to her? "
Cheng Jiali narrowed his eyes.
At that moment, the lingering colorful spotlights swept across the darkness under the stage, and the colorful light and shadow illuminated the girl's face.
Under such beautiful colors, he seemed to see clearly the reddish eye sockets under the girl's soft forehead, and her plain white face was as frosty. Across the suffocating banquet and crowd, it unexpectedly stabbed his numb heart.
"Nothing, she just looks a bit..."
Cheng Jiali paused meaningfully, "Like my first love."
The best man was still helping him find someone, but when he heard this, he smiled and turned around and punched him: "Go. You, I'll tell my sister-in-law to go later."
The two chatted for a while, and Cheng Jiali seemed to have no intention of saying, "By the way, I remember that a camera was installed at the entrance sign-in desk to record the entrance video?"
"Yes. "
——The complete version of the whole video, don't delete it, send it to me for viewing tonight."
*
The sky was gray and overwhelming.
On the swaying bus, the girl sat expressionlessly on the seat by the window.
The withered yellow sycamore leaves on the street were floating in the air, and the cityscape, which was not much different from her memory, slipped through the reflection of her eyes like water.
The phone kept vibrating.
Suisui Pingan: [You went to see Cheng Jiali? ]
Suisui Ping'an: [Don't do stupid things. ]
Suisui Pingan: [Are you in Century Jinming? I'll go find you. ]
Ji Fanling leaned against the car window, lowered his eyes and replied a few words:
[Silly thing? I'm not you. ]
[Don't go, I'm gone. ]
She exited the chat window and saw Fu Yingcheng's message half an hour ago.
c: [What time will you call back? Tell me, I will lock the door tonight. ]
Ji Fanling: [There is still half an hour. ]
c: [OK. ]
When Ji Fanling took the car to the gate of the community, there was still a little time left. She felt unspeakably irritable in her heart, and it was so dense that she wanted to grab someone's hair and have a hard fight with them.
I don't want to go upstairs just yet.
She saw a 24-hour convenience store nearby and went in to buy the cheapest cigarettes and lighters.
She has no craving for cigarettes, and most of the time she has no money to buy cigarettes. However, she can often find half a pack of cigarettes left behind by Ji Guoliang's drunken gamblers in the cracks of the sofa, beside the garbage pile, and in the toilet at home.
Led by her surroundings, when she feels depressed, she can't help but want to take a sip.
Ji Fanling paid the money and walked into the community. The place where Fu Yingcheng lived was too high-end, and smoke alarms were installed on the stairs, so she had to squat outside the unit door and light a cigarette.
As soon as it was lit, the wind blew and the smoke went out.
Click again, and then extinguish.
If you light it again, the lighter will not fire at all.
The cold wind that hit her face mockingly slapped her in the face.
Ji Fanling cursed, put the cigarette in his pocket, and went upstairs.
When she entered the house, Fu Yingcheng was sitting on the sofa, with his long legs bent and a notebook on his lap. He glanced up at her and said, "What did you eat that took you so long?"
"...fried rice." Ji Fanling said at the side Changing shoes, he responded casually.
Fu Yingcheng heard her voice, looked up at her again, and frowned: "It tastes bad? It sounds like he was poisoned."
Ji Fanling: "...it's okay."
She walked into the house, Fu Yingcheng stopped her again and stood up: "Didn't you say you were going to buy a bowl and slippers today?"
Ji Fanling stopped.
Oh, and there's this.
It was her turn to go.
After all, she was the one who broke the bowl.
"Can you do it tomorrow?" the girl was silent for a while and whispered, "I'm a little... full."
Fu Yingcheng insisted that she go, and she would go.
Just really.
I don't want to go anywhere.
Fu Yingcheng watched her expression carefully for a while and said calmly: "Okay."
He didn't know what he was thinking. After pausing for two seconds, he lowered his eyes and added: "...It's not in a hurry."
*
In the evening, Ji Fanling got up early I got into bed and lay down with my head covered, hoping that I could fall asleep soon.
Can't sleep.
I couldn't sleep for a long time.
The more I lay down, the more it felt like my whole body was covered with thorns, and no place was comfortable.
The girl threw off the quilt in anger, jumped out of bed, and took out a cigarette from her coat pocket.
She gently closed the bedroom door, climbed up to the bay window, opened the window a small crack, lit the cigarette, brought it to her lips and took a puff.
White smoke was exhaled, like a gentle sigh.
The irritability that had been suppressed all night finally broke through and flowed out along with the airflow.