Chapter 84: hapter85-86

chapter85
It's late winter, with heavy haze.
The whole city is shrouded in gray sky, as if the doomsday world.
The Chunhe R & D Center building is brightly lit regardless of day and night.
For the launch of the new car, the whole team has been fighting for more than a month.
Jing Ming's requirements are very strict this time. Before entering the competition, the new car must be tested for at least three consecutive months.
That said, the new car must come out in early January.
That winter was extremely hard and tiring, with intense work and overtime every night and day.
I don't know if it's because of Jingming or Li Wei. Du Ruo vaguely felt that the pressure on all players including He Wang was particularly heavy. The atmosphere was completely different from when I was in school.
As the deadline day progressed, the atmosphere in the laboratory became more and more tense.
Until the last day of December, all the preliminary work is ready, only to be assembled in the factory on the New Year's Day holiday. The burden on everyone fell a little, but they were not relieved. For the first few days, the car assembly is still a technical job.
It was more than eight o'clock in the evening when the people finished the docking work. They went out for a meal together, and it was ten o'clock after dinner.
There is a happy New Year atmosphere in the street, and men and women in bright clothes are wandering on the street at night.
However, they and their team were so tired during this period of time that they didn't want to spend the New Year. They just wanted to go home and bury their heads to sleep.
Jing Ming carried Du Ruo away.
Du Ruo stretched his co-pilot and asked, "Are you tired recently?"
"I'm okay, how about you?"
"I'm fine. Unlike you, there are so many things to take care of. You're not tired."
He smiled and said nothing.
The car drove to the ring road, Jing Ming suddenly asked, "Want to go to school?"
Du Ruo was shocked: "Now?"
"Ok."
The street lights flowed down the windshield, and flowed from his sharp, slightly tired side.
She swallowed and said, "You should go back to rest early". He was faintly aware that the car would be organized tomorrow. He might need to go out for a walk, take a breath, and relax.
"Okay." Du Ruo said with a smile: "It is very commemorative to go back to school to celebrate the New Year.
He unconsciously bent his lower lip.
Late at night, there was no traffic jam on the ring road, and I soon arrived at school.
Du Ruo Min glanced by the window. For six years, the snack street in front of the school did not seem to change, but the shop changed a lot.
The former date cake shop was gone and turned into a tea shop. At this time, many students bought milk tea in the store.
I didn't have much time to observe, and I flew into the campus.
She suddenly remembered the scene of entering the school for the first time that year, with trees on both sides of the road, and red banners in the sky. Jing Ming's red sports car disappeared at the corner.
Today, the campus on the winter night is quiet. On both sides of the road, the trees were bare. The street lights shone and cast a shadow of crickets.
The birds who haven't returned to the south for a winter jumped on this branch, and went to the lawn there to peck a few stones.
So quiet.
Jing Ming stopped the car and took Du Ruo down.
It snowed last week, and the weather was fine this week without haze.
The air was cold in the night, and Du Ruo exhaled, the mist spreading like cotton.
The campus was empty.
The street lights were dim, and the shadows of trees were mottled, as if leading to an endless distance.
Du Ruo was so happy that he trot up and held Jing Ming's arm and walked aimlessly with him.
"How come you suddenly came to school today?"
"Don't say New Year's Eve?"
"When did you pay so much attention to ritual?"
"Don't you just like these things?" He said, rubbing his eyes for a while, "but I also want to see them. I've been too tired recently, come and go."
Du Ruo raised his head, the light and shadow of the branches gliding over Jing Mingjun Lang's face, and the water was just flowing.
"About the car, it's stressful?"
"OK."
The world is quiet, only her and his footsteps.
She didn't ask deeply, and said, "Did you come back to school later?"
"No. This is the first time. How about you?"
"I didn't," said Du Ruo, "I feel like nothing has changed in school."
Jing Ming laughed at her stupidity: "What can change in school? Repair a highway?"
She tapped his hand, tilted her head, and leaned on his shoulder: "Yes, too. Flowers, trees, and dormitories in the school building haven't changed. Only one year after another, the people who enter the campus and leave the campus change.
Alas, do you remember that this road is very beautiful in autumn. This side is ginkgo, and the front is maple, golden, red, especially beautiful. "
"I don't remember anything," he said, thinking of something, and chuckling. "Remember that you love to walk to the sky and look like a fool."
Du Ruo: "..."
He laughed and looked down at her: "Is it cold?"
"It's not cold."
He still held her hand in his pocket.
The palms of men's palms are hot.
The two walked slowly to the front of the library and saw the entire floor lighted up, and the window had a silhouette of students buried at their desks.
Jingming: "Do you want to go in?"
Du Ruo didn't want to say, "Weird, it feels like it's not our place anymore ... Go to the experimental building!"
"go."
Bypass the path of Shuyingying and walk to the experimental building.
At the moment of entering the door, the faint smell of mechanical metal in the building came. It is said that smell can carry memory. The familiar atmosphere made people linger back to six years ago, back to the time when they went in and out of the experimental building every day. Young, golden past.
For a moment, both were a little quiet.
Go to the elevator and wait for the elevator.
Jing Ming's eyes fell on the elevator keys and he suddenly said, "Look, it's worn out."
The elevator room of that year was so shiny.
Yeah, six years have passed. How could the school remain unchanged?
Take the elevator upstairs and pass the corridor. The floor still looked clean, and the walls were white, but ... they were different. Once a brand new feeling is gone. The years were covered with a faint yellow. I ca n’t tell the difference, like old photos, but it feels sharp and sharp. Even a crack in the wall was dazzling.
The two walked to the prime laboratory and looked inside through the glass on the door.
The interior was brightly lit and several young students were experimenting.
Time is like water.
"It seems that the equipment has been replaced." Du Ruo said.
"These should have been eliminated before." Jing Ming glanced around. "Look, the tables and chairs have also changed."
The two stood on the glass side for a while, but it was not good to go in again.
For a long time, Jingming said, "Let's go."
"Ok."
After crossing the corridor, he finally asked, "How did you deal with the lab in that case?"
Du Ruo: "The police closed the laboratory. After a long time, it was all dust. The contents inside were useless. ... It is because of this that the school changed everything.
Jing Ming kept silent for a long time and asked, "Did you have a bad time at school during that time?"
"No," Du Ruo immediately laughed, "At that time everyone was scolding you, who had the time to deal with me?"
Jing Ming didn't ask again.
Out of the experimental building, the cold wind came late at night, and Du Ruo courageously walked around Jingming like a little quail.
At this moment, there are more students on the road.
Near zero, many people were joking outside, and howls of boys were heard on the windowsill of the dormitory building.
Du Ruo followed him slowly, and gradually, his lips smiled.
Walking across the playground, she remembered reading in the morning, and she was so excited when she saw him running;
Passing the dormitory building, that balcony, she once recognized his shirt;
Passing by the government building, she followed him but was found by him, flushed and anxious;
Walking past the activity classroom, she once performed a passionate dance on New Year's Eve.
It turns out that there are so many happy things in the memories.
"Jingming."
"Ok?"
"We will come to school once a year in the future, shall we?"
"it is good."
"then……"
"what?"
"Tomorrow will be smooth, don't worry. I'll help you make New Year's wishes later."
"……Ok."
"Come on!"
"cut!"
Water vapor lingering around the street at night, exuding a dim halo.
Night, deeper.
When I got to the parking lot, I was about to get in the car, and suddenly I heard the laughter of the students on campus, hearty, cheerful, piercing the night sky, echoing in the cold air: "10, 9-"
As soon as Du Ruo's eyes lighted, he couldn't hold back a leap.
Jing Ming also stopped, watching her.
"6, 5—"
Du Ruo said quickly: "My New Year's wish is that you take the world first!"
Jing Ming froze, Yier smiled: "Chuner."
"Ok?"
"It's all right."
"..."
"2, 1"
He smiled and dropped a kiss on her lips: "Happy New Year."
It's okay, just hope that every important moment in the elapsed time can be with you. . . .
chapter86
The first week of the new year is prime's departure time.
Jing Ming and He Wangwanziang Zhu Tao and a dozen other automotive engineers stay in the workshop every day.
Looking for someone to borrow back then, now they have their own workshop, automotive engineer and production line.
Du Ruo did not plan to see it, fearing that he would be nervous.
It was also at this moment that she realized that this time was really different. This time she set sail again, the pressure was so high that she couldn't breathe.
She never went to see or ask, staying in the lab with the rest.
As usual, wait for him to go home every night.
He said to let her go back first, because sometimes he would work until two in the morning, she refused, and insisted to wait for him. He would not dissuade him.
Regarding the progress of the car assembly, she never showed any expectation or hesitation in front of him, and did not reveal a trace of emotion, but only silently waited in his heart for the day when he informed the car was installed.
However, a week has passed and the car has not been assembled.
Du Ruo faintly felt wrong, but did not dare to ask, only to see Jing Ming why they look tired every day.
On the tenth night, about seven or eight o'clock.
Du Ruo and Tu Zhiyuan built a model in the laboratory and suddenly received a call from Wan Ziang, asking her to go to the workshop.
Du Ruo asked: "Are you ready?"
Wan Ziang was silent for a second and said, "You come first. You are alone. Don't talk to Tu Zhiyuan them."
Du Ruo was agitated in her heart, and had a bad feeling. She quickly put on her down jacket and ran to the workshop in the cold wind of the night of January. She encountered Wan Ziang in the corridor.
After staying up late for more than ten days, Wan Ziang was extremely embarrassed.
"what happened?"
Wanzi Ang said: "Jingming has something wrong."
Du Ruo was nervous: "What's the problem?"
"He ..." Wan Ziang scratched his hair in pain. "The car was disassembled and disassembled, and he was dissatisfied. I always felt that there was something wrong with it. It was all tortured by him."
"Then talk to him well."
"We, we can't say. Because ..." Wan Ziang looked at her with red blood in his eyes, "Du Ruo, we are also afraid, in case he feels right. Li Wei's affairs are all we The shadow in the heart. But he is the captain. He doesn't take the lead in making decisions. None of us dare. "
Du Ruo bit her lip and walked to the workshop.
At first sight, she froze all over.
It's been a mess in the past ten days. Except for the chassis, the car has no prototype.
He Wang and others were exhausted and silent, sorting out the system installations scattered in twos and threes.
Jing Ming was standing next to the test bench, holding the table with his hand, and quickly flipping the design with one hand.
When she walked over, he noticed, raised his head, his lips were dry, and his eye sockets were slightly sunken.
Seeing Du Ruo, he froze.
He didn't speak, and bowed his head to continue his business.
Du Ruo asked, "Why not?"
"..." He frowned, seemingly reluctant to speak. "I'm in trouble."
She licked her lips and asked, "What trouble?"
"You don't need to worry about anything here." Although his tone was patient, he was not impatient.
She blushed, but was not angry.
When people around him noticed it, they consciously exited the workshop.
There were only two people left in the huge silver-gray workshop.
Jing Ming left the test bed, walked to the car, and crouched down to find parts.
She followed her tail and said softly, "What the happened?"
"I don't feel right." He stiffened.
"What's wrong?"
"..." He gritted his teeth and held back. "I didn't find out."
She pondered for a moment and whispered, "Will you be too nervous ... think too much?"
No one answered.
Jing Ming raised her eyes silently, looking at her, her eyes were very rude.
"What do you mean?"
She knew it had touched his inverse scale and persuaded another way: "Nothing can be found now, maybe the thinking is in a dead end. Otherwise, let's rest. Go back."
"You go back first. It's late."
"I want to be with you."
"..." He took a deep breath and restrained himself, "then you wait."
"How long do you wait?"
"..." No sound.
Du Ruo stepped forward and touched his arm: "How about taking a day off tomorrow and letting it go?"
He immediately became irritable and opened her hand: "Let you go!"
Du Ruo was startled.
Jing Ming's face was stiff, don't turn away, hold your forehead firmly, try to restrain his temper, and said, "I'm busy. You go back first."
Du Ruo did not move.
He ignored it, squatted down to sort out the parts, and picked up his wrench to get up.
She stood in place, looking at him calmly and silently.
He turned a blind eye to the car chassis.
She strode forward and stood in front of him.
Jing Ming looked down at her: "What are you doing?"
"You go home with me now." Du Ruo said, came forward and took the wrench in his hand.
Jing Ming could not bear it, and waved her hand: "Du Ruochun, you have no end ?!"
"You have no end ?!" Du Ruo sharply said, "Could you calm down ?! You are in this state, even if you stay for another ten days, you can't think of it! Here is a pile of scrap iron after ten days!"
Jing Ming was furious: "I told you to let go!"
Du Ruo's expression was as iron as he was tough.
He walked forward, and she strode forward, blocking her arms in front of him.
"Step aside!"
"No!"
Jing Ming ignited after more than ten days of anger, grabbed her arm and pulled her away. She stunned and stayed in place, holding his arm with his backhand, and lingering. In struggling, she made a whining sound, as if she was so anxious to cry.
Jing Ming gave a swift meal, and the flaming flame flickered out, there was nowhere to let out the fire.
Du Ruo was entangled in his hands like an octopus.
He put up with it, "What on earth do you want?"
She lamented: "Jingming, I'm almost exhausted, shall we go home together?"
"..."
"You let go." He ordered.
After a few seconds, she let go slowly, raised her eyes, and watched him alertly and cautiously.
Jing Ming's lips closed tightly, staring at her, his eyes burning with fire, but after all, he was silent, threw the wrench underground, and turned out.
Du Ruo immediately followed.
Out of the workshop, I hope they are all there.
Du Ruo whispered, "Go home!"
On the way back, Du Ruo drove. Jing Ming was paralyzed by the co-pilot and caught fire, saying nothing.
When he got home, Jing Ming went upstairs as soon as he entered the house.
Du Ruohuo: "I haven't eaten yet! If you don't eat, I won't eat it."
He just stepped up the stairs with one foot, his back paused, and the man came back.
Du Ruoli immediately slipped past and opened the refrigerator: "What's for dinner? Porridge, rice, or noodles?"
He had no appetite and spit out a word: "Porridge."
"You scour rice. I can't get too busy."
He went to rice.
She plated the shrimp and diced diced, and washed the lettuce, carrot and avocado.
He scoured the rice over there and added water to cook on the stove.
After a while, the water boiled, and the rice grains rolled up and down in the boiling water, exuding a slight fragrance.
She stretched her head and explained, "You are watching, don't let rice soup spill out."
Without a word, he stood by the stove, with one hand in his pocket and one hand holding a wooden spoon to stir the rice soup.
Du Ruo turned to look at him like this, can not help but secretly lip smile.
She took lettuce, carrot and avocado, mixed a plate of salad, squeezed two glasses of orange juice, roasted small tomatoes, and finally fried two eggs.
Over Jingming, the porridge was already dense.
Du Ruo put the shrimp and diced broccoli and sprinkled a little salt. After a while, it was cooked.
Scoop out and put the bowl on the table for a while.
Late at night in the winter, the room is warm.
Jing Ming was eating stuffed shrimp porridge and was not sulking.
Du Ruo asked, "How is it?"
"Okay."
"Then you ask for a nanny in the future, and I won't cook for you anymore."
"..."
"You eat eggs first, and then it will be cold."
"Ok."
He ate a bowl and seemed to have some appetite, and then filled another bowl, and suddenly said, "I want to eat eggs."
"Yeah? Okay." She put down her spoon and stood up to fry an egg for him.
Jing Ming lifted his eyes, looking at her back in the kitchen, and kept watching until she turned to get olive oil, and then he retracted his gaze.
Du Ruo quickly brought the fried eggs.
He ate slowly. She saw that he had eaten a lot of roasted tomatoes, peeled them, put the tomatoes on his plate, and muttered, "You are awkward. You don't even eat the skin of tomatoes. There are a lot of stinks!"
Jing Ming glanced at the little tomatoes she had peeled in the plate, looked up at her, and suddenly said, "I will rest at home tomorrow. You will be together... And I would like to talk to He Wang for a day off."
Du Ruo hesitated, and after half a second, the chick pecked his head like a rice pecker: "Okay!"
The next day, Du Ruo completely gave him space and time to keep him alone.
He was alone in the study, listening to music ~ EbookFREE.me ~, dazed, napping.
She also listened to music ~ EbookFREE.me ~ in a small study on the third floor of her own nest and was in a daze, taking a nap.
Purify each other without disturbing each other.
The house was quiet all day, and even Eva and Wally didn't speak, and they went to sleep together.
Until the evening, when he came downstairs, the man had returned to his former state of mind.
After having dinner, Jing Ming said, "You accompany me to review the design draft at night."
Du Ruo wondered: "Do you still think there is a problem?"
"I don't feel right." He insisted.
"All right." She nodded.
After half a moment, he said unhappyly, "Do you really think I'm exhausted and have hallucinations?"
Du Ruo: "..."
After dinner, the two stayed in the study and turned out all the information. The amount of engineering was huge. The two spent nearly three hours reviewing, proofreading, and calculating without problems.
Jing Ming frowned again.
Du Ruo was fighting spiritedly: "It doesn't matter, repeat it. Find it out!"
Jing Ming looked at her, and her eyes became somewhat unpredictable.
She smiled: "Strange? I called you back yesterday because you were in a bad state. You calm down for a day today and you still feel wrong, then I unconditionally believe your intuition." She glanced at her watch, "It's eleven o'clock. Come on , Try to finish it before two in the morning. "
Jing Ming's lips twitched and laughed.
In the middle of the night, everyone was silent.
The two buried themselves in the study to stay up all night.
At 1:30 in the morning, Jing Ming finally figured out the problem.
Although the automatic switches of the acousto-optic system meet the standard specifications, due to the upgrade of all their vehicle systems, the standard standards have been greatly improved, and the length of the touch switch has an error of 3mm.
"Fuck!"
Jing Ming immediately smashed his pen, exhaling badly, and he was all energetic. He picked it up again and drew a large circle on the drawing, saying, "Fuck, hide here!"
Du Ruoou looked over and was surprised. He can actually sense and detect this flaw from such a complicated data system. How hard did he work during the preparation stage? I'm afraid that now the whole system is already familiar.
"It should be the fault of the engineers below, and the specifications are wrong." She said, carefully comparing the two sets of standards, "but this does not affect the actual effect. It should still be within the error range."
"It doesn't seem to have much impact at the moment, except for my mood." Jing Ming said, and laughed silently.
Du Ruo looked at his face with a relieved smirk, and suddenly understood the pressure on his shoulder and what he said in front of Li Wei's tomb: I will guarantee rigor, calmness, and soberness.
Her heart moved, suddenly soft and messy.
She smiled slightly and said, "There is still a big impact on Prime."
"Ok?"
"Wanziang them, and me, trust you unconditionally, that's right. With such a small error, you can get out. Then I think, as long as you are satisfied, our car will be perfect. Captain of the centering pill . "
Jing Ming fixedly looked at her. There are thousands of words to say.
Suddenly, he leaned over, reached into her back and held her head, her eyes staring at her.
Du Ruo calmly looked at him.
His eyes slowly moved down and landed on her lips.
His lips were soft and covered her lips. Breathing entanglement is not a deep kiss, but each other's lips are intimately rubbing and rolling.
"Du Ruochun."
"Ok?"
"I love you," he whispered.
For a moment, she heard a heartbeat.
...
The next day, Jing Ming notified everyone of this mistake and replaced the parts. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, which relieved their unease and uneasiness and returned to self-confidence.
Everyone took another day off, completely relaxed and adjusted their mood.
Two days later, the team members reunited and started to organize cars again.
This time, the atmosphere was relaxed and harmonious a lot, sweeping the tension in these months.
It only took five days.
That afternoon, it was not yet time for work.
Du Ruo received the call again, this time from Jing Ming. He worked hard for several days in a row, and his voice was slightly hoarse. He asked:
"Are everyone here?"
"Yeah. What's wrong?" With that said, my heart was beating faintly, and I had a premonition.
"All come to the workshop."
Du Ruo put down the phone, suppressed the leaping mood, and told Tu Zhiyuan: "The car is out."
The party rushed out of the laboratory immediately.
That day was mid-January.
Heavy snowfall. The sky is clear.
The heat exhaled by the young people spread like white flowers in the snow.
They ran away with a smile.
The silver-gray workshop was spotless, and Jing Ming and others wore blue overalls and surrounded a car.
When they heard the sound of running, they turned back.
Jing Ming, He Wang, Wan Ziang, and Zhu Tao had big smiles on their faces.
Several people backed away.
A dark blue off-road vehicle presents its eyes, four-wheel drive, built-in low-key luxury, exaggerated appearance, white spray paint on the dark blue body to draw a streamlined pattern, and a prime logo.
"Come, introduce you to this guy," Jing Ming pointed at his chin, and said, "primeno.3."
"Chinese name, Weiyi."
Li Weiwei.
The author has something to say:
In another 5 days, Chunjing will say goodbye to everyone.
I do n’t want to say goodbye until the ending, so let ’s talk with you today about my thoughts.
1.
Let's talk about "bland".
In the first chapter of the article, I said, "This article has no drama of great love and hate. It is bland, but only small joys and worries in growth and life."
Everyone thinks seriously, there is no bad person in the strict sense in this article. Good parents, good school, good teacher, good classmates, friendly team, good brother, no bad guys, no intrigue, no betrayal of friends and relatives, no framed by enemies. Without everything imposed by external evil forces, growth is an internal struggle and realization. It's like an ideal country, a fairytale town.
I'm pretty sure this is what I want to write, Ruo Chun and Jing Ming.
At the beginning of the idea, I thought about several ways of writing, and finally chose the current one, which is also the one I want to write the most.
It is easy for the social sector to make waves. For example, if Li Wei's death is conspired, the conflict will be fierce, and there may even be countless large scenes of fighting with villains.
But I don't want to.
In my mind, Li Wei left in an almost martyrdom way for his conviction and persistence. Very pure and pure. If he was killed by someone, it would be worthless, unfortunately, and boring, as if it stained his pure death, and I would feel very sorry for him.
And Jing Ming is also a purely ideal character in my heart. I think it is better for him to get out of his own mud. I don't want him to become a person with hatred. In my life, I always think of Li Wei with hatred. It is enough to have regrets and good memories. I hope that Jingming, the young lion, will always be clean and bright inside, even if he fails and walks out, every step will be clean and bright.
My writing is easy to have feelings for the characters in the pen. This is a major weakness of me, leading to many plots knowing that it is better to write, but I don't want to write. (Well, maybe you think my thoughts are inexplicable, like a neurosis, alas, I'm not a mature writer yet.)
After setting this main tone, in fact, there is a technique to make the text more suspicious: postpone Ruochun and Jingming's time together, and after the game is successful, they will be a lot more ambiguous. But I hope that they will face all the uncertainties in the way of a partner, and Chuner will help him protect him by way of a partner, rather than wait for good results.
Jing Ming is even more so. He is so proud and confident that when he decides to return, he will confess to Chuner immediately and let him return to himself without waiting for success. In his bones has always been the direct teenager. And I also hope that his relationship with Chuner is simpler and purer, and that there is more such support and companionship between life partners. Of course, in writing this way, sacrificing ambiguous beauty and passion. But only the calmness of the old wife and wife.
Another major feature of my writing is that there is no contradiction between the story of the man and the girl. As long as the two parties understand their own intentions, there will be no misunderstanding of the plot. (So ​​in order to promote contradictions, almost all previous articles were opposed by parents.) But this time, even the parents are kind and beautiful, Jing Ming's world is simply clean, a fairy tale town. And he is the little prince in the ideal country.
I am satisfied with my selfishness and desire, and I sacrificed the pleasure of tracing your articles. I am sorry. Although chasing the text is a bit dull, but overall, it is a complete and beautiful circle in my heart.
Therefore, this article will be so bland, the thin water will end slowly.
If the ideas are the same and you like them, then I smile; if the ideas are inconsistent, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, we will see you next time.