Unrequited Love

On the day when Sheng Huainan finished the GRE test, he learned the news of his grandfather's death. His grandfather was also critically ill and was rescued.

The test center is located in a university far away from P. Luo Zhi was waiting outside the building. The weather in June was already a bit hot. Before the exam was over, she ran to the canteen next to her and bought a bottle of iced mineral water, wrapped her own towel, and planned to give it to him as soon as he came out. .

When Sheng Huainan walked out with the crowd, his expression was plain, without a trace of smile, and he raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw Luo Zhi.

"Why are you here? What are you running around on a hot day?"

"Here you!" She smiled sweetly. "There is an air conditioner in the examination room. You will not be able to stand it when you come out. Hold it for a while to cool down."

He pulled her over, gently kissed her forehead, and walked across the campus to the gate together.

"How was your test?"

"Not bad."

Sheng Huainan was never humble, Luo Zhi smiled and squeezed the palm of his hand.

"I booked a flight home tomorrow. It may take a few days before I come back. After attending my grandfather's funeral, I will accompany my parents. They are not good."

Luo Zhi moved his lips, not knowing what to say.

"So, I have to ask my brother in the courtyard for professional courses. I prepared a fake note for physical education. You can cover me for the other elective courses." He said in a relaxed tone on purpose, fearing that she would worry.

Luo Zhi nodded: "Of course, I'm very reliable. The homework must be higher than the grades you did yourself."

"Who asked us to take elective courses like Western art history. If you choose an Introduction to Earthquake, try to see who has the highest score." Sheng Huainan snorted unconvinced.

Luo Zhi laughed.

She gently shook his hand, wiped the sweat from her palms with a wet towel, and then raised her head to look at the lush branches and leaves above her head. The green night sky was covered with sunny stars, casting mottled shadows on her face.

They walked slowly, without speaking for a long time, and the air was quiet and gentle.

"Ye Zhanyan called me the day before yesterday. I forgot to tell you. She went to Paris to study and said goodbye to me before getting on the plane." Sheng Huainan said suddenly.

She nodded.

"I didn't say a few words to her." He added.

Luo Zhi smiled: "I'm not jealous again. She hasn't contacted you for half a year, and people may not have any thoughts about you."

"It won't be like that again." Sheng Huainan said softly.

"Which?"

"Anything that happens, I will tell you, and we will spread out the words, no more misunderstandings."

Luo Zhi's lips pouted, and his heart was moved.

"Okay. That's it."

Luo Zhi sent Sheng Huainan out of the campus on Monday morning to watch him disappear into the traffic under the traffic lights in a taxi. The fog was so full that she couldn't even see the nearest intersection. There was a vague red taillight in between, little by little, like the eyes of wild beasts hidden deep in the fog.

In the afternoon, she went to see Zhu Yan at the villa, and the other party brought her the exact news of moving out of Beijing.

Since the two Filipino servants disappeared, Luo Zhi had vaguely prepared mentally, until she accompany her to pack, accompany her to tidy up, and hear her say that he is finally going to marry the other side of the ocean. This was not a long process, but Luo Zhi gradually adjusted to it, and no longer felt panic in his heart.

The living room is full of cardboard boxes sealed with tape. Luo Zhi suddenly couldn't remember how he looked when he first walked here. That conspicuous tripod piano should be sold, she thought.

Tiffany and Jake held her in tears and wept. Luo Zhi endured the sorrow of his nose, patted their backs, raised his head, and smiled slightly at Zhu Yan who was standing in the hallway.

Tears fell at this time.

"When will we move away completely?"

"The two of them will go there first next week. I have to deal with the real estate issue here, I am afraid I will keep it until the end of July."

Luo Zhi nodded: "Go. Take care."

Thousands of words stuck in his chest.

"Actually, this is very good. Before I left, I saw that everything became so good for you. It is completely different from more than a year ago. I am confident and gentle, unguarded and not depressed. The joy of seeing my daughter grow up."

Luo Zhi burst into laughter: "Why are you still so weird?"

As usual, Zhu Yan made a cup of tea for her: "Excuse me, it's Pu'er, so let's drink it."

"You can only make do with such delicious tea here."

"You don't drink tea in other places, there is no comparison, where is it good to drink?"

"I don't need a man who has been married all over the world to compare Sheng Huainan..." Luo Zhi stopped his mouth and almost bit his tongue.

Zhu Yan laughed, her eyebrows warm, she looked like a college girl in a trance.

"Well, I believe it."

Luo Zhi was so teased by her that his eyes flickered, and he stood up and said, "I will accompany them both."

The two children still pestered her to listen to stories. The books on the bookshelf are almost emptied. The plastic case of a set of conspicuous "Barbie" movie DVDs placed here often reflects the afternoon sun, and the light spot falls on Luo Zhi's face by the desk. I am used to it. That temperature, now suddenly disappeared, naturally very lost.

Luo Zhi picked up a book of "Andersen's Fairy Tales" with a somewhat old cover, knowing that these two children who only like beautiful things shouldn't want this book.

She was sitting on a small sofa with two children leaning on the side, sitting side by side on the carpet. The setting sun casts the stained glass on the ground and leaves a brilliant brilliance. Luo Zhi reads word by word, like a witch walking in the story.

"Once upon a time, there was a king."

A king met a nightingale, and then he lost it.

The fairy tale is over.

Tiffany was puzzled. The story of Nightingale puzzled her: "Why didn't the bird let the king tell others about it singing for him?"

"It's better not to say something."

The little girl's head crooked: "I like it better."

Luo Zhi pulled her ponytail, looked at this little girl who would eventually grow into a secret in her heart, and said softly, "Well, that's really better."

There is no unspeakable sadness and carelessness, it is indeed better.

After dinner, Zhu Yan settled her last month's salary and drove her to the subway station in person.

"Sorry, the driver has resigned. I don't know the way back to your school. I have never tried navigation. You know, female drivers are the virtue of this."

Luo Zhi smiled: "If you dare to drive, I may not even dare to sit."

On a dark clouded night, the pale energy-saving lamps at the subway entrance played the role of moonlight as best they could. Luo Zhi hugged Zhu Yan, sniffing the scent of roses in her hair, and his heart settled.

"Take care of yourself and don't work too hard."

"I know."

"Then I will leave."

"...Luo Zhi!"

She stopped, seeing Zhu Yan's gentle smile like a mother, her nose suddenly sore.

"I don't know what will happen in the future, but I think you have made a choice long ago. I know that you think you are using one problem to hide another problem, and you still have to face it in the end. I don't know. At a loss, but..."

Zhu Yan paused and said firmly: "But you like him. This is already the answer to this choice. You already answered this question when you were a freshman in high school."

Luo Zhi seemed to have collapsed, trotting a few steps back to her, leaning in her arms and crying.

Zhu Yan patted her on the back and said softly: "You are the bravest girl I have ever seen."

"I'm leaving. In the last few days, if there is anything I can help, just call me."

She wiped away her tears, waved her hand, strode towards the subway station, Zhu Yan's voice was sent from behind by the wind.

"Luo Zhi, be happy."

Zhu Yan's peculiar banter was still in her voice, Luo Zhi closed his eyes as if he could see her somewhat improper smile, teasing her evilly.

"You are disgusting!"

Maybe I will never meet someone again, listening so tenderly and kindly, helping the girl who has been intoxicated in the dream of a teenager grow up.

She did not look back.

Before going to bed at night, Luo Zhi called Sheng Huainan to ask about the situation there, but he turned off the computer.

She can only send a text message to express her greetings.

The signal from the dormitory has become worse and worse in the past few months, and the simple "Are you okay?" can't be sent for a long time.

Luo Zhi sat on the side of the bed, silently staring at the signal on the top of the phone screen, reducing from four vertical bars to a short dot.

How many relationships among people in the world are maintained by such fragile and uncontrollable signals?

If you don’t go online and don’t start your computer, how many people you miss are just drowned in the crowd?

A sudden panic crawled on her back. Luo Zhi could only climb on the bed, keep the phone turned on, and put it next to his pillow. Whenever he was about to fall asleep in a daze, he would wake up suddenly. He stretched out his hand to lighten the screen, stared at a blank place, and waited for a delay. Not coming envelope icon.

At this moment, Jiang Baili pushed in the door, dropped the phone and climbed the ladder.

This scene seems to have not appeared for a long time. Every night before, Jiang Baili would rush into the dormitory after quarreling with Gobi, and pounce on the upper bunk to torture her mobile phone.

As if going back in time, Luo Zhi suddenly opened his eyes.

It seems that Jiang Baili never broke up with Gobi.

It seems that Luo Zhi has never been with Sheng Huainan.

"Belle? What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Baili cried so that her throat became hoarse: "It's okay, Chen Mohan is just asking me for trouble."

Luo Zhi turned over: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay."

Sheng Huainan had no news for the whole week. Luo Zhi received news from Zhang Mingrui, saying that he hadn't seen him for a week. This is almost the end of the term. Will he be okay?

She couldn't reply to Zhang Mingrui, she couldn't always say "I don't know".

Luo Zhi's whole person was depressed, no worries, no sadness, like all emotions had gone on strike.

As the weekend approached, Luo Zhi received a call from her mother, saying that Aunt Fu came to Beijing to see her son alone and lived near the hotel where his son worked at Dongzhimen. Luo Zhi's mother asked the other party to bring some things and asked Luo Zhi to go there on Saturday.

She wrote down the address and phone number and agreed.

"Lolo, you and your little boyfriend, how are you...how?"

There was joy in the voice, and he tried again, cautiously, without knowing why.

Luo Zhi laughed: "It's pretty good."

She thought, her voice should sound clear.

"Where are you and Uncle Chen?"

Luo Zhi's mother seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "Nonsense!"

She didn't force her to ask, but waited for a reply with a smile. After a few seconds, my mother suddenly said softly, "Actually, I planned to talk to you in two days."

"Are you getting married?"

"We both feel that things here are almost... over, so I plan to pick a convenient day to pick up the certificate next month. But his hukou is not here, he is in his hometown in Guangxi. In fact, he has been talking to him recently. I mentioned this matter. His family is over there, and two brothers have opened a small shipyard together. He came here because of family affairs, and now wants to go back. So, together with me, do you want to go there together? , Work in my own factory..."

Luo Zhi listened carefully at first, and gradually began to lose consciousness. A beautiful big magpie fell on the ginkgo tree outside the window, jumping along the branches and approaching in her direction.

She held the phone and walked over, the signal began to become stronger and weaker, and her mother's voice was intermittent and seemed so far away.

She smiled and looked at the beautiful dark blue bird.

It turned out to be here to announce the good news. She stretched out her hand, the magpie was not surprised to fly, but at a short distance, tilted her head to look at her.

"Lolo? What do you think? I have discussed with your second uncle for a long time, but I still feel like waiting for you to graduate from college..."

"Mom!" She interrupted, and said to her very positively, "Go."

Her mother burst into tears on the other end of the phone.

On Saturday morning, Luo Zhi was still woken up by Jiang Baili's phone ringing. She got off the bed, walked to the table and picked up the water glass. She looked up and saw Jiang Baili sitting on the upper bunk excitedly answering the phone. The ponytail she had tied the night before was completely lifted up after a night of sleep. It's like the magpie that came here yesterday.

"Okay, then you can pick me up, how about ten thirty?"

Jiang Baili hung up the phone and came down, happily grabbing the cleanser and toothbrush and rushing to the bathroom.

"Uncle Gu is going to take me to the spicy temptation at Dongzhimen to cheer for the final exam!"

Jiang Baili is like a goddess of infinite rebirth. The night before, because of the entanglement between Gobi and Chen Mohan, her eyelids were swollen and her eyes were swollen. This morning she was happy like a six-year-old child with a meal.

Luo Zhi gave up at this moment, and he was indeed inferior to her.

"Are you resurrected on the spot again?"

Just as Jiang Baili opened the door of the room, when she heard this, she turned her head, her eyes lit up like the whole Milky Way.

"I cried cleanly last night, and now I finally figured it out. I decided to completely forget the Gobi and move towards a new life!" After a pause, he added: "Of course I can't forget it all at once, but I decided to be brave. Go and chase Uncle Gu!"

Luo Zhi nodded and laughed: "Well, go."

She said go to Belle, go to mother, and go to Zhu Yan.

She was the only one standing on the spot, staring at a magpie with a tilted head, watching them stride forward, leaving her struggling with a mobile phone that would not ring.

Maybe she is the bird who has come all the way to Annunciation.

"By the way, you are going to Dongzhimen, right? Pick me up, I happen to be going there too today."