Chapter 74: ?Twostrangersfellinlove

(Two strangers fall in love)
Luo Zhi was woken up by Jiang Baili's cell phone ringing at five o'clock in the morning. However, the owner of the phone was still sleeping soundly in the upper bunk, turned over, and slammed the noisy and vibrating "bomb" from the gap on Luo Zhi's stomach in the lower bunk.
Luo Zhi gritted his teeth and got up. He was about to knock on the bedboard when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the words "Chen Mohan Calling" flashing on the screen.
Luo Zhi thought for two seconds, but decided to wake up Jiang Baili and let her face this fact by herself. However, while climbing the ladder with the mobile phone, my thumb accidentally touched the answer button. The mobile phone was not in the hands-free state of the speaker, but she still heard a heart-piercing sentence inside a long distance: "You tell her yourself , Compared with that bitch, I am ashamed of myself!"
"Stop making trouble!"
Luo Zhi dumbly listened to Jiang Baili's mobile phone playing the quarrel like Chen Mohan and the Gobi machine gun using the not-so-brilliant broken speakers. She hurriedly climbed up to two more levels, pushed Jiang Baili's shoulders fiercely, and shouted at her with an aura: "Hey, wake up!"
The phone broke at this moment.
The last sentence that Luo Zhi heard was incomplete: "Jiang Baili, please listen to me--"
Chen Mohan's words were cut in half, she guessed that Gobi dropped the phone.
Jiang Baili sat up sleepily at this time: "What are you doing?"
Luo Zhi, who was totally sleepy, stuffed her mobile phone into her hand: "I missed the call, you..." Before the voice fell, Jiang Baili tilted her body, leaning against the wall, and fell asleep like this.
She was silent for a while, gently put her phone into the pocket of Jiang Baili's nightdress, then stepped down the ladder, got into the bed, picked up her phone, and skillfully dialed Belle's number.
Another palpitating bell and vibration pierced the dark air. The difference was that this time it was accompanied by Jiang Baili's palpitating screams.
Luo Zhi finally felt a lot of comfort in his heart.
Jiang Baili did not speak for a long time after listening to Luo Zhi's account of the entire content of the short call.
"It seems that the revenge plan of the ex-girlfriend is progressing smoothly." Luo Zhi joked.
She was completely awake, the interrupted dream was like a rapidly receding tide, no matter how hard she tried to reach out, the scene in the dream was already incorrigible.
But she always remembered that she dreamed of the woman in the red dress at the crematorium.
Her facial features are like shells left on the beach when the tide is low, and they become clearer in the fading dusk.
Luo Zhizheng was stunned, and suddenly heard the ghost cry and wolf howling of Jiang Baili on the shop floor.
"I'm so annoying anyway!" Jiang Baili kept kicking the quilt.
"Affectionate. Come on, I know you are very happy in your heart."
Jiang Baili said anxiously: "No, it's really not...Although...but no!"
The upper bunk was quiet for a while, before Jiang Baili said in a low voice, "Actually, I was looking for the ballast. Gobi should be pitying me, so he took the initiative to find me several times, perhaps because he wanted to be friends with me. But I never gave him a nice word, always irritated him and ridiculed him in various ways. I didn’t expect that he would not turn his face with me like before, no matter what I said. Don’t laugh at me, I've never seen him submissive like that, I really..."
Luo Zhi stared at the brown MDF on the top of his head, tapped his fingers on the edge of the bed, and said softly: "I think that after the breakup, only the unwilling person will always have the wit in the conversation."
Jiang Baili stopped sobbing.
"He let you, maybe because he still loves you. But I think this is just appearance, he no longer needs to demonstrate his superiority through verbal victory and suppression. It is not the same as when he was in love. He has won a long time ago. Proper submission will help you not to cause too much trouble for him, ease the relationship, and even make you love him for a while."
Luo Zhi didn't know whether he should continue, cruel, or said: "I don't know what effect this kind of love for a while for him, but for you, it definitely doesn't make sense."
"Luo Zhi," Jiang Baili said with some lack of confidence, "sometimes, you think of Gobi too badly."
"No," Luo Zhi smiled, "I just have a correct understanding of your charm."
"Go!" Jiang Baili poked her head out from the edge of the bed, and hurled her mobile phone towards Luo Zhi like a grenade. At this moment, the gorgeous ringing tone of the phone rang again. Jiang Baili's face was pale, and she stared at Luo Zhi, who was looking at the screen in the lower bunk, with her hair hanging down, like a female ghost.
Luo Zhi raised his head and sneered at her before directly answering the phone.
"Sorry, the user you dialed is playing a temper."
Jiang Baili almost fell down. After listening to a few sentences, Luo Zhi said to the other end of the phone: "I will tell her." Then he hung up.
"Who?"
"Uncle Gu of your family. He said that he hoped it didn't disturb you. He is now in Paris, at midnight, just after dinner with a customer, and there is the Eiffel Tower outside the window. Suddenly remembered that you like Paris very much, so he called you without thinking. . But I didn’t expect it to be picked up by me, so I told me not to quarrel with you. Just tell him what you want, take care."
Jiang Baili was a little dazed, and quickly retracted her head, wondering if she blushed.
"It's so romantic." Luo Zhi squinted his eyes and stared angrily at Jiang Baili's cell phone covered with HelloKitty stickers and rhinestones. He thought to himself that the mental illness of calling at five o'clock in the morning was actually affected by his upper bunk.
"We have nothing," Jiang Baili confessed, "Gu Zhiye hasn't said anything."
Luo Zhi reacted for a long time before he understood the meaning of "never said anything".
She thought he was fighting with Jiang Baili, and she also saw his care and concern for Belle, but in the final analysis, she still only cares about it properly, and she is 100% comfortable.
Just ambiguous, blowing the wind gently.
"Oh, old man." Jiang Baili smiled dryly.
"Thirty years old, the family business with the name Saobao is only a few," Luo Zhi turned over, "lived ten years longer than you, naturally high. Isn't this the mature type that you particularly liked a while ago?"
"Actually, I'm not that steadfast," Belle's voice was soft and watery, "but I don't think I understand him. He is right in front of me, but I don't know how to approach him. I am worried that I am being sentimental, so he is all here. leading."
"Do you think the girls in the novel are all vegetarians?" Luo Zhi was amused by her, "Just remember that the thief eats meat, and I didn't see the thief being beaten."
Jiang Baili screamed, without a cell phone to throw away, so she threw down the blindfold.
"However," Jiang Baili fell silent for a while, "I admit that I like him a little bit, but I don't like him that much. Maybe the conditions are too good. I never thought that this temptation would come to me."
However, the heartbeat of her life, the heartbeat that really likes to hit the sky overwhelmingly, will always be connected with the smiling teenager leaning on the car under the street lamp.
It's not that you will never meet love again. It's just that I have grown up and have more knowledge, and I will never meet love in that way again.
Luo Zhi thought of Sheng Huainan.
"Do you know? Gobi told me that he and Chen Mohan were not as happy as he imagined, but he didn't feel like being with me..."
"That's not easy. What nonsense, let him break up with Chen Mohan! Regardless of whether he is not a man."
Jiang Baili dropped her hair again: "Have you taken explosives?"
Luo Zhi was stunned. She also found that she was extremely excited. The reason for not falling asleep early in the morning might not be the fault of the phone.
"In fact, I also think he is lying," Jiang Baili said softly, "Do you know? Gu Zhiye told me that when you think a man may be lying, he must be lying. I said, he doesn't know Gobi. , I don’t know him. He said that there is nothing wrong with knowing you or not.
Why don't you know. Luo Zhi frowned, but had to admit that Gu Zhiye's words were very interesting.
"why?"
"He said, because he is the Gobi."
Luo Zhi's heartbeat missed a beat, and she didn't know what she was worried about. Obviously, it was just a reasonable and well-meaning warning. While she was thinking, she heard the heartless laugh of Jiang Belle, the upper shop.
"But Luo Zhi, I feel very happy now. After the exam, the most difficult early part of the breakup has passed. The Chinese New Year is about to go. And Gu... Anyway, I think I should be happier. In fact, life is pretty good. Wonderful, nothing is missing."
Luo Zhi rolled his eyes: "Anyone who can think this way, at least lacks the heart."
This time even the pillow was thrown down.
When Luo Zhi walked into the Law Instructor’s exam classroom, he found that the last row, which was usually occupied by a few people, was already full at the moment. Even the last three rows had been divided up. A group of people were seated next to each other. book.
At this moment, she saw a "black man" in the middle of the lecture hall waving his arms exaggeratedly at her.
"Leave a place for you!"
Zhang Mingrui occupies a whole row of positions, and Luo Zhi knew that he had so many acquaintances in this class.
"This is the sister of a liberal arts student, hurry up, hurry up and worship!"
The few boys next to him hurriedly made the panda burning incense after hearing the words, and bowed to her vocally. Luo Zhi put down his schoolbag dumbfounded, turned around and looked at Zhang Mingrui and said, "How is the review?"
Zhang Mingrui shrugged: "If he dares to hang on to me, I will abolish my double degree and stop studying. Didn't you see it?"
He said, pointing to his chin and widening his eyes: "I have lost two laps after reviewing, you see, Guazi face!"
"...The point of the melon seeds is up or down?"
When a group of big men laughed wildly at Zhang Mingrui's distorted expression, Luo Zhi felt a hand on his shoulder. She turned her head, Sheng Huainan was standing on a step higher than her own, carrying a schoolbag in one hand like she did in high school, smiling at her.
"Did you review well?"
Luo Zhi fixedly stared at his hand carrying the schoolbag and blurted out: "I have written many times."
His habits are in the diary.
"what?"
She recovered, smiled and shook her head. Sheng Huainan didn't ask further, rubbed her hair, walked down and put the schoolbag down next to her. Several other boys booed one after another: "It turns out to be your girl, great, can you borrow us to copy..."
Your girl.
Luo Zhi saw Zhang Mingrui grinning, closing and grinning again. She turned her head to avoid his helplessness, put down the folding chair and sat down. Sheng Huainan sat on her left. Zhang Mingrui had originally sat on her right. At this moment, she suddenly stood up, holding her schoolbag, and brought a gust of wind.
Then sit down again.
He fumbled and unzipped his schoolbag, and took out a bag of colorful Lay's potato chips from it. Seeing Luo Zhi watching him, he smiled and said, "I didn't eat in the morning. I came here to occupy my seat. You must be reliable."
Luo Zhi nodded silently, took a deep breath, biting his lip and said nothing.
It took Zhang Mingrui a long time to open it, and after taking two bites, he suddenly laughed silently without warning.
"why?"
"Ok?"
Zhang Mingrui looked at Luo Zhi seriously, and slowly said, "Why, every time I open cucumber-flavored potato chips, I suddenly want to eat tomato flavor."
Luo Zhi nodded and said, "Yes."
Me too.
The exam ended calmly, and Luo Zhi, a liberal arts student who was booed about carrying a big task on his shoulders, didn't help in the end. Six subjective questions, full of blank papers, everyone is struggling to write, and the questions that cannot be answered are also long-winded, vowing to win in chaos, look at the eyes of the readers.
Only halfway through the exam, the back door was suddenly pushed open. Two female teachers of about 50 years old with red sleeves drove straight in and walked straight to a boy with curly hair sitting on the outermost row in the fourth from the bottom. He took out a book from his desk hole and threw it on the table.
The boys' papers were left on the table, and I put my head down and packed up my schoolbags, and then left the classroom with the two unsmiling female teachers.
"He's done," Sheng Huainan said in a very soft voice, looking at the podium, with a little pity in his tone, "According to the regulations, you won't have a diploma after just one time."
The thrilling episode was quickly forgotten by everyone. Luo Zhi felt a little flustered, and became more orderly, writing sorely.
The front door of the examination room was locked. After the exam, Luo Zhi followed the mighty crowd to the back door. She lowered her head and concentrated on the buttons of her coat. As soon as she raised her eyes, she saw Zheng Wenrui's swollen white face in front. . Zheng Wenrui turned her head back when she looked over and walked solemnly.
Step by step wide steps, step by step, Zheng Wenrui's body swayed in front of her amid the noisy voices, as if she would hit her when she lifted the tip of her nose.
At this time, Sheng Huainan pulled out a joke from her mobile phone and stretched it out to her eyes to show her: "I received it when I first turned on the phone, look!"
She rolled her eyes, but he smiled with white teeth and said: "After a visual inspection, there are still seven steps to end."
Luo Zhi understood, and turned his face to smile at him.
In the afternoon, Sheng Huainan went to the GRE class. Luo Zhi pulled Jiang Baili to do the last cleaning before she left school. She swept out many small dusty objects from under her desk, which she usually yelled and looked everywhere. Less than.
Luo Zhi held a box of Marlboro that had not been unpacked and asked her: "You don't smoke, it is harmful to your health. Throw it for you."
Jiang Baili was squatting on the ground looking at a dirty romance magazine that had just been swept out, and she promised it without raising her head. After a while, she yelled and removed the cigarette from the trash can. Picked it back.
"It was hard to get up the courage to buy it, although I didn't smoke it much, don't throw it away, it's a waste."
"The way you smoke is a waste."
"You know."
"Originally," Luo Zhi put down his broom. "People who really can smoke actually breathe into the lungs, and then spit out the smoke ring together with their nose and mouth. You just passed it through your mouth again."
"Have you ever smoked?"
"I watch a movie."
Luo Zhi said this, but Luoyang thought in his heart. In the summer vacation half a year ago, she ended her first-year university life, and Luoyang just moved to Beijing to settle down. The train returning home from Luoyang went to the platform to send her to her. When the train moved slowly, she saw Luoyang lower her head and lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, spit it out, and was pulled into a white line by the wind.
That was the first time she saw Luoyang smoking, and the first time she saw the waves in his eyes. He didn't look at her, but stared at the end of the rail with his smoke, not knowing what he was thinking.
Chen Jing did not know that Luoyang smoked. Luo Zhi never saw Luoyang smoking in front of them again, and never even smelled the smoke.
But the way he lowered his head to light a cigarette was skillful and natural, as if the cigarette was already an old friend he would never leave.
At half past five, Luo Zhi went out to the Third Canteen on time, bypassing the crowd blocking the door to buy barbecue, and stopped a few meters away from the bread and bread window.
Zhang Mingrui wore the coat she gave him on behalf of Xu Riqing last week, showing only a dark neck.
She remembered that on the day of DQ, they saw the 14-month-old baby held by the couple at the next table. Zhang Mingrui exclaimed his cuteness, and said without embarrassment that he would definitely have such an inviting son in the future.
Luo Zhi was digging into the blizzard with a small spoon, laughing wickedly.
"Don't look for a girl who is too white."
"Why?" He asked dumbfoundedly.
"Zebras will be born." Before she finished speaking, she began to laugh.
Luo Zhi recalled scenes, with mixed feelings in his heart. She didn't know what Sheng Huainan was feeling when he faced the likes that had no retribution.
Maybe not as soft and sad as she is now.
That's why many people do stupid things because of this soft-heartedness, such as "being friends" incessantly—giving the other person hope and useless comfort. Seeing that short-term relief, I will relieve my guilt, right?
She certainly knew that Zhang Mingrui did not need her sympathy, just as she refused to accept Sheng Huainan's pity.
Think of yourself, think of yourself, it's nothing, she kept meditating in her heart.
Luo Zhi flashed behind the pillar at the moment Zhang Mingrui swiped the meal card to pick up the plate.
She wanted to wait for Zhang Mingrui to find a good place to sit down and eat, and then find a route along his blind spot.
However, Zhang Mingrui kept walking around carrying the plate. There were not many people in the canteen at this time, and there were empty seats everywhere, but he looked at it with his neck curled, and it seemed that he couldn't find a pleasing seat--Luo Zhi peeped in confusion for a long time, suddenly his heart brightened.
"In the future, when you don't want to eat the bread and biscuits in the third canteen, remember to tell me."
Zhang Mingrui said it many times.
He is not looking for a seat. He is looking for her.
Luo Zhi closed his eyes and let his eyelids and darkness block the hot tears together, and he actually endured it abruptly.
The boy was a little tired from searching, with a lost expression on his face, but his eyes did not give up searching. Luo Zhi couldn't guess how long it would take him to sit down and eat when she didn't come to the Third Canteen.
Zhang Mingrui looked at the direction of the gate and suddenly smiled. The boy's straight face still had a stubborn look, but the corners of his mouth were reluctantly raised. The self-deprecating expression lasted only a second, and he lowered his head, poured the bread loaves on the plate into the residual food table next to him, and left in strides.
Maybe he has never liked bread pie, Luo Zhi thought.
She remembered the last two sentences of the last entry of her high school diary.
That is an excerpt from which I can't remember the source.
Twostrangersfellinlove.
Onlyoneknowsitwasn’tbychance.
Two strangers fall in love, and only one knows that love is no coincidence.
Never again will a boy appear in front of her "accidentally" with a toast and say, "What a coincidence."
She will no longer appear in the line of the bread and bread window.