: The second episode: the moon at that time

There are many trees on the new campus. It has been preserved since the establishment of the school. The horizontal branches and leaves are unorganized and complement the large number of new-style sculptures on the campus.
The trees are naturally vigorous and wanton, and the sculptures are artificially artificial, facing each other coldly, standing on their respective sites. If nothing happens, we will look at each other like this for decades in the future.
Ding Shuijing avoided the scorching noon sun, bounced around in the shade, and walked on the shadow. It's already mid-September, and the weather is still not getting cooler. Her hair swept across her neck as she jumped, itchy and a bit stuffy.
She failed to grow her hair long after all. Every time this length is reached, the ends of the hair will be tangled up around the neck, and the whole head looks like an upside-down pineapple. She will go to the barber shop to cut a little bit if she looks annoying. The cycle repeats, the hair is still half length and not short, hung hurriedly on his shoulders.
As Ding Shuijing walked, she put the broken hair on her head, making her whole body refreshed. The cicadas cried endlessly, making her upset by the noise. She didn't know if it was a hangover. Her chest was apprehensive, her palms were wet and her sweat was cold.
The phone vibrated, it was a text message. She didn't dare to open it immediately.
It may be that the familiar driver of the black car told her that the car will arrive soon.
It could also be that Luoyang told her that you don't have to come.
Ding Shuijing unlocked it woodenly, and when he saw the words "Master Li", his chest was relaxed, and his heart fell back into the air from a high position, but he was not at ease to the end.
Luoyang did not say "you don't have to come".
But he never said "Come on."
Ding Shuijing sat on the big rock at the school gate, waiting for the car quietly. In midsummer, the stones under the shade of the trees are also warm, even a little hot.
She thought of Shen Congwen's "Border Town" in Chinese class in high school.
In the evening, grandfather did not let Cui Cui sit on a big rock that had been exposed to strong sunlight for a day. He was worried that the residual heat would make life sore, but he touched it with his hands and sat on the rock together. The grandfather and grandchildren looked at the clear stream under the moonlight together, which was so beautiful.
Ding Shuijing has no interest in literature, and once accompanied Ye Zhanyan and the others to complain about these Chinese texts, "What nonsense are you talking about?" However, she always remembers the article "Border Town".
There are pictures hidden in the text: the misty morning, the clear stream in the mountains, the love flowing among the soft songs on both sides of the bank; the slow life, the time of calmness, the waiting without results... everyone's Life is a simple line, perhaps winding, but coherent and clear.
Never be like herself: duplicity, self-righteousness, tangled into a mess.
She didn't like this article when she was in high school, but she met Luoyang later and walked by the West Lake. When the moon was shining on the lake, he suddenly told a joke.
"A asked: ‘Have you studied Shen Congwen’s Border Town?’ B replied: ‘No, we are learning C++.’"
Ding Shuijing didn't laugh because this joke was really difficult for people to cheer on.
After telling the joke, the awkward silence between the two made them laugh together. He smiled and bends her eyes, she raised her lips, and couldn't stop smiling for a long time, really don't understand why.
Be stupid for him, spoil her, or just be silent for five seconds under the moonlight by the lake.
In "Border Town", Ding Shuijing searched for intestines, and only remembered the fragments about not being able to sit on a stone with residual heat, so she asked Luoyang if she knew what a sore was.
"The fire boils on the ass?" Luoyang scratched his head, "Where do I know where to go. That article is so long, I only remember their folk customs are very interesting, they like to sing folk songs across the river."
"You remember it as Third Sister Liu," Ding Shuijing smiled. "In the border town, boys sing folk songs to girls at night. You can hear them from far away."
He took her to the bench by the lake, and the two sat down side by side. The night breeze is slightly cool, Hangzhou in October is the best time, gold does not change.
"What happened later?" he asked, "seems like a tragedy?"
Looking at Luoyang's expectant face, Ding Shuijing secretly cried out. Knowing this situation a long time ago, she would take a good look at that text back then.
"Cui Cui's mother had a private appointment with a soldier for life. After giving birth to her in secret, the two died together. She was raised by her grandfather, and a pair of boatmen brothers fell in love with her at the same time. She liked her younger brother."
Luoyang raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Sure enough, I knew it."
"You have obviously learned this text, pretend to be Sherlock Holmes." She interrupted him mercilessly.
Luoyang once said that he likes to see Ding Shuijing piercing others with her teeth.
He has said many things related to "like", but a long object is always followed, never once, just a simple "you".
Ding Shuijing continued: "However, Cui Cui's grandfather mistakenly believed that the brother who was affectionate with her was her brother, and encouraged her to confess. After being rejected, her elder brother had an accident in her heart and died. Because of this, her younger brother complained about Cui Cui's grandfather. He left his home alone. The old man was very regretful and passed away. In the end, Cui Cui was the only one left, waiting for his sweetheart to return."
She picked up the part of her memory that was still solid, and stumbled to tell him, but she didn't expect him to listen so attentively.
"It's miserable," he concluded.
Ding Shuijing had just raised her head and took the last sip of lemon tea, almost squirting out.
A fool with language dysfunction. She looked at him, her heart softened.
He always feels helpless and soft-hearted to her, people are funny, and she can't help but want to tease him; silence is gentle and careless, and at a certain moment reveals the coldness of her heart, which shocks and breaks her heart. .
It made her want to conquer so much.
All the evaluations related to Luoyang appeared in Ding Shuijing's mind. For the first time in her life, she couldn't piece together a picture for this man-because the most suitable picture was right in front of her.
"Yes, it's miserable," she looked at him, and looked deeply into her eyes, "Love is very difficult to wish for. If it is wishful, it will be boring."
Ding Shuijing still doesn't know if she said that on purpose-who made his love with that girlfriend a happy one?
She wanted to say "This is boring."
I don't know if it was pretend, Luoyang just smiled, nodded and said: "Yes, tragedy is easier for people to remember." But he quickly smiled and looked at her again and said: "Girl film, don't be silly. "
He saw her lemon tea was finished, and ran to buy her a new one. Ding Shuijing sat on the bench alone, looking towards the lake in the distance. The stretch of street lights were connected into a winding bead chain, and the end stretched out towards the dark night sky, making the full moon rising on the lake seem to break into the night sky. In the pendant.
The moonlight is very good, and the lake is very bright. She is fine, and so is he.
Everything has just begun, but I don't know if it will end. All the ambiguous walks should be sweet temptations, but between them, there is a wall that cannot be broken through.
But Ding Shuijing couldn't tell whether that wall was his girlfriend or himself.
She turned her head and saw him running across the narrow road with two drinks.
For the first time, Ding Shuijing's heart was filled with real sadness.
She looked at him like a thief, greedily and sadly staring at the treasures firmly embedded in the copper wall.
The black car master came across the road, honked his horn, and then turned around and stopped at the school gate. Ding Shuijing sat up, and the sultry heat in the car wrinkled her nose.
"Hot? I turn on the air conditioner." The driver, Master Wang, quickly closed the four windows and turned on the air conditioner to its maximum. An earthy smell rushed into his nose, he turned his head embarrassedly and smiled at Ding Shuijing, "It hasn't been used for a long time, the air conditioner smells a bit, don't worry, it will be done soon."
Ding Shuijing smiled and said that she didn't mind, her eyes were so dizzy that she didn't know where the float had gone.
Master Wang also came here to work. He drove his family to Zhuantang and drove a black car for several years, and worked with his wife day and night. He had already understood the situation in the Academy of Fine Arts very well. He even enrolled students in the nearby art examination training class. The purchase and purchase of art supplies have been mixed, large and small, and will not miss any opportunity to make money.
"What are you going to downtown today?" Master Wang asked.
"what?"
"It's okay, it's just that you are quite nervous, thinking that there is something important about you going to the city."
Was it seen? Ding Shuijing nodded and shook her head, her turbulent thoughts made her feel a little dull and cut off from the real world.
"It's a senior year at the beginning of school, right? Do a graduation project?"
"It hasn't started yet."
"Will you read it later?"
"From now on..." Ding Shuijing was in a daze, "I didn't think about it. Maybe, go abroad."
Master Wang simply nodded his head and commented: "It's good to go abroad. You can learn good things abroad, but you have to go to a good school. You still study sculpture?"
"...Stop reading it. Maybe something else."
It has always been difficult for art students to get ahead. Master Wang showed an expression of understanding as expected, but Ding Shuijing was stinged instead. What would he think if he knew that she had been delayed for two years after dropping out to take the art class?
Ding Shuijing has always admired people who work hard, but she admires those who are extremely rich in talent or wealth, and don't feel distressed even if they splurge. The luminous glass of grape wine can be smashed directly on the wall wherever you like.
She once thought that she was more or less the latter.
It takes a long time to drive from the new campus to the old campus by the lake in the city center, passing through the desolate suburbs, passing by jagged high and low houses, blocks of ugly plaques flashed quickly, and they became blurred. On the right hand side is the Qiantang River. Ding Shuijing sees a terrifying ancient city standing abruptly on the river's edge-a man-made rockery, performing crudely constructed "large-scale folk landscape poetry and dance drama", deceiving a large number of tourist groups to come here. tour. The "Ancient City" looked a little ugly and pathetic during the day, but at night, it was stunned by the bleak green spotlights, showing a few decomposing beauty.
She remembered this dismal green.
At midnight last night, they also drove back to school from this road. The four of them squeezed into a taxi, drunk just enough to ignore the driver's dissatisfaction-urban drivers didn't like driving to the new campus in Zhuantang, because they would inevitably drive empty on the way back. But they still squeezed into the car, talking to themselves noisily, and no one took the grumbling driver in their eyes.
In the eyes of a drunk, a journey can be prolonged to infinity or as short as a blink of an eye. Ding Shuijing sits on the innermost side of the back row, with her forehead resting on the glass on the left; the roommate who just broke up with her cohabiting boyfriend is crying silently beside her, two tears on her face are covered with mascara, like a sad clown; Lying in the co-pilot seat, crying as if he was possessed by something, cracking his many years of humility and caution.
But all the memories are like shots of lard, not real, only that green monster, standing majestically, walks slowly past Ding Shuijing's mind with compassion.
Just thinking about it, the phone got into a new text message. As usual, she panicked again. Fortunately, it was the news from the big brother, which was very appropriate.
"I gagged yesterday, sorry." He said.
A sneer appeared on Ding Shuijing's face, she gently closed her phone, and did not reply.
In the KTV last night, the students sang and slapped, fight dice and wine, and went to the bathroom together to vomit. And she sat quietly in the corner of the sofa, holding her mobile phone, browsing the newly posted Renren.com message over and over again.
The Luoyang company is coming to the art gallery by the West Lake to do activities.
Feeling like a lone boat on the stormy sea, the big brother suddenly sat down, approached her, and said, "Little sister, come, have a drink."
"I know what you want to tell me," Ding Shuijing turned to look at him, and interrupted him impatiently, "I won't say it, to anyone."
After the car drove into the urban area, the car went slower and slower. They were out of luck and almost caught up with every red light. Master Wang sighed to himself and scolded Ding Shuijing in Hokkien for something that Ding Shuijing could not understand at all.
"Master, can we hurry up?" She couldn't help leaning forward and urged, "I must be there at half past two."
"I'll do my best, who knows that I can't fly over it!"
Ding Shuijing fell back to her seat helplessly, nervously reading the activity notifications stored in her phone over and over again.
At midnight yesterday, the official account of Luoyang Company posted a preview of the roadshow on the Internet. He also interacted with his colleagues on the event page, cheering each other up, saying: "See you in Hangzhou tomorrow."
Ding Shuijing's hand shook slightly.
There have been many opportunities before. There are always inexhaustible links between students, always hear and see. Everyone knows her and loves her. It's even more legendary to hear that she suddenly dropped out of school to retake the exam to pursue her dream. Every time she went to Beijing, she would be greeted by senior brothers and sisters in various gatherings, and Luoyang was often found in these gatherings.
But she didn't. She was absent in Luoyang occasions. Not once did she indulge herself or appear in KTV pretending to be inadvertent, nor did she have a bad heart.
Holding a forged signature aggressively to face Chen Jing, that is what 19-year-old Ding Shuijing would do. Everyone has a container in their heart, full of selfishness and loneliness. The share that belongs to her has been wiped out by the sunshine of the fast food restaurant on their wedding day.
She would never do that kind of thing again.
Chen Jing's calmness and patience were all abilities, but not the reason for Ding Shuijing's failure.
She was defeated without qualification. Luoyang didn't give her any qualifications to fight for.
For those gatherings that she should have attended, she knew that Luoyang would go, and Luoyang also knew she would go. But it was her who was absent in the end, and Luoyang never missed the appointment.
But what can this prove? The 19-year-old Ding Shuijing will be sure that he wants to see her, even if he is still talking and laughing, he will definitely feel lost and sad when he looks at the seat vacated by her.
However, Ding Shuijing, 24, could not judge anything. She has the ability to make everyone like her and become friends with her. She has never misjudged anyone, and even enemies and opponents can understand it. Only Luoyang has kept her blinded.
He will show up without landing, maybe not because he wants to see her, but because he is upright and does not need to avoid her.
One night after another, Ding Shuijing stared at the ceiling and wondered over and over again. After guessing that her eyes were full of tears, she warmed her heart with her treasured memories.
He accompanies her to climb the roof of the library at midnight, wrapped in a rain poncho, waiting for the Leo meteor shower.
He was encouraged by her and bought cigarettes to try with her. Both of them choked their noses and tears, and later learned separately, except for each other's knowledge.
When a group of people in the club took a group photo, they would never stand together deliberately, but they always greeted each other with their eyes.
Ding Shuijing remembered a song, singing "Love is a look in the eyes". She clearly read nothing wrong, obviously not.
All the ambiguous warmth in the memory, like a warm water bag in a bed on a winter night, if inadvertently, it will eventually become a chronic scald of heart tumbling.
The car finally stopped across the road from the art gallery. She threw 60 yuan to Master Wang, quickly ran off the car with her bag, and ran across the road like a rabbit.
She has been here many times. Roommates often take the private work arranged by the elder brother to make extra money, and she is always used to accompany her several exhibitions. Ding Shuijing took out 20 yuan from her bag to buy the tickets, and went straight to the staff lounge on the third floor.
Halfway up the stairs, she saw herself in the mirror in the stairwell.
The hair was not tied tightly, and half fell apart because of the bumps in the run, like a madman; the slap-big face was hidden behind the broken hair, red as if having a high fever because of excitement and tension, only one pair of eyes were so bright that they looked through. Over the shattered hair in front of him, staring straight at him.
Ding Shuijing stopped slowly, threw the backpack at her feet, and began to tie her hair seriously in front of the mirror. His face gradually faded, and his eyes gradually darkened.
What happens if you really break in? Yesterday she plucked up the courage to send a text message and asked him if he was holding an event in the art gallery, but he didn't care. Do you want her to walk straight to him and say: "Let's have a cup of coffee together, I heard you are going to get a divorce?"
Ding Shuijing looked at herself in the mirror blankly.
At the end of the wedding that year, Luo Zhi went back to McDonald's to find her and showed her the live photos taken with her mobile phone.
She begged Luo Zhi to take a photo, and after watching it, she asked Luo Zhi why he was so cruel.
Luo Zhi didn't blame her for making troubles unreasonably, but looked at her slightly with a complicated expression, and the only thing that could be distinguished was pity.
"After all, you are married, so don't look for them anymore," Luo Zhi said, "Don't get me wrong, I know you haven't contacted them after you dropped out. I'm not reminding or warning, don't get me wrong."
"Don't be so careful to explain, as if I am a time bomb," the floor-to-ceiling glass beside him slightly reflected his own ridicule, "Your brother is not so worthy of my attachment."
After saying this, she herself felt that it was so fake. Luo Zhi sat opposite, lowered his head and smiled kindly, without piercing it.
Ding Shuijing also felt boring, flicking her hair tails, and rubbing all the fried chicken bags that had been torn up while waiting, into a small pile, and then solemnly said, "I won't go to him anymore. I know if we are married. Same. Don’t worry. If I find him useful, they won’t get married. You have to have confidence in your brother, don’t you? He doesn’t like me, it’s because I am passionate and shameless. Really. ,do not worry."
When she said this, it was rare that she didn't have the slightest urge to shed tears, her eye circles were dry, and her unpleasant comments seemed to be talking about others.
Luo Zhi raised his head and said slowly: "I won't let you find him because I have no confidence in him. I think you are not being affectionate."
It was these words that made Ding Shuijing tears down.
So in his three-year marriage, she did nothing to maintain moral justice, but she did not stop cursing his unhappy marriage even for a moment.
Is waiting for an opportunity to be considered another shamelessness? Waiting makes her feel mean and humble.
Downstairs is the audience coming to see the exhibition, and the door upstairs may be Luoyang. She stood in mid-air, unable to find her place.
It's like repeating that year. She has long been accustomed to the free life in the university. Seeing the outside world, she can no longer be trapped by a small classroom, but she throws herself into the net and becomes a small high school student again, huddling in the corner of the crowded classroom every day , Watching the childish struggles and joys and sorrows of the group of students, sneer at others, sneer at yourself, like outcasts left behind by two worlds.
"It's you."
Ding Shuijing came back to her senses and saw Chen Jing in the mirror, standing two steps behind her, wearing a loose linen dress, looking at her with a quiet smile.
Ding Shuijing quickly calmed down, took a deep breath, and turned around, looking innocent.
"Senior sister," she smiled politely, "Why are you here?"
Chen Jing didn't expect that she would beat her back. She was stunned, and then continued to smile and said, "My husband and his company are hosting an event in this museum today."
Ding Shuijing blinked and clutched her schoolbag tightly, her heartbeat so loud that she could not hear the voices downstairs.
"Oh, are they the organizer?" She looked at the sparse audience downstairs, "My classmate gave me the ticket, let me order. Then I'm leaving." When she passed by, Chen Jing grabbed her and said : "If you are not in a hurry, just chat with me."
Ding Shuijing struggled for a moment and suddenly relaxed.
Stretching the head is also a stab, and shrinking the head is also a stab. Today, God grabbed her messy ends of hair and couldn't allow her to shrink.
She nodded and asked, "What are you going to talk about?"
The weather was not good, the hot sun at noon was quickly obscured by dark clouds, the lake was covered with misty gray, and the water surface and distant mountains blurred the boundaries, making people unclear for no reason.
She and Chen Jing walked to the lake and sat down together. Chen Jing walked very slowly and carefully, gently supporting her waist, so she cooperated, and the corners of her mouth gradually rose, evoking a self-deprecating smile.
"I'm going to buy a drink," Ding Shuijing said, "I won't buy you a pigment blend, how about mineral water? Warm."
Chen Jing looked at her slightly surprised. Ding Shuijing moved her lips to ask something, but still held back, turning her head and running away.
She came back soon, handed the water to Chen Jing, unscrewed a bottle of lemon tea by herself, and poured it with her head up.
After the first sip, she realized that she was really thirsty.
Chen Jing didn't drink, she kept looking at her with a smile, with a meaningful expression, and said nothing. Ding Shuijing suddenly felt that this kind of maternal smile and condescending look made her very upset, and turned her head to look back: "Don't you dare to drink? I haven't poisoned her."
Chen Jing smiled again, this time the smile made her more irritating, with a clear line written on the corners of her eyes and on the brows: "Don't care about the little girl."
Ding Shuijing screwed on the bottle cap and stood up: "If you have nothing to say, I will leave. I was ignorant in college before and I apologized for offending you. You don't need to hold on like this."
Chen Jing suddenly stretched out her hand to hold her arm: "I didn't laugh at you. Don't get excited and talk to me."
Ding Shuijing didn't dare to throw her away, fearing that too much action would really hurt Chen Jing.
"Have you heard that I filed for a divorce?" Chen Jing asked calmly.
Ding Shuijing shook her head: "How would I know this?"
Chen Jing: "Last week, you entered my space and forgot to delete the visitor record."
Ding Shuijing turned her face to avoid Chen Jing, trying to hide her embarrassment.
"Actually, I have been watching your movements secretly," Chen Jing patted her arm, "You have had a wonderful time in the past few years! I have seen many of your sculptures, as well as exhibiting activities, and traveling. Photos, have you been to all over the world? It’s great."
The sincerity in the tone did not seem to be fake, Ding Shuijing squinted at Chen Jing, wanting to see a trace of flaws, and gradually moved her eyes to Chen Jing's flat stomach.
Chen Jing lowered her head and habitually stroked her lower abdomen again. After a long period of silence, she said slowly again: "I know, you take a sigh of relief and feel that Luoyang married me because of responsibility. In fact, he likes it. It’s you, isn’t it? When you came to see me, although you were very polite, you always despise me both inside and outside, because you think I was intimidating him with a sense of responsibility."
Ding Shuijing really felt sad at this moment, it was harder for her unconvinced to be told so straightforwardly and plainly in her heart, it sounded so naive.
"Senior sister, you misunderstood. I was young and ignorant, domineering, and rude, please forgive me," she lowered her eyes faintly, but her tone became tough, "but it's been so long in the past, and you still do it again and again today Mention, what do you want to do?"
Ding Shuijing paused and looked directly into Chen Jing's eyes: "What's more, it's impossible for a person to make mistakes forever in a lifetime, senior sister, what do you think?"
Chen Jing's expression finally froze.
Ten days ago, Ding Shuijing was sitting on the comfortable leather sofa in the VIP area blowing air-conditioning, while flipping through the new book given to everyone by the professor in the department, while quietly waiting for her cousin to leave work. The nearby Korean Sam Chicken Soup shop is very popular. Ding Shuijing set a position at six o'clock. Seeing that it was already five and fifty, her cousin still didn't mean to go upstairs to look for her.
Hearing the sound of the dispute from afar, Ding Shuijing ran to the guardrail on the second floor and looked out the hall downstairs. She saw her cousin turning left and right from the line of exhibit cars and running towards the roaring man at the door. He looked embarrassed and kicked his high heels, as if beating the man's anger.
Ding Shuijing took a closer look, and the man who was angry was actually a big brother.
When Ding Shuijing entered the Academy of Fine Arts, her senior was already a senior. Everyone respects him as a big brother, not because he is outstanding, but because he has made a way for all the ordinary and mediocre students in the Academy of Fine Arts. The senior elder brother of the Academy of Fine Arts was originally to find a speculative way out for his rotten cultural class scores. Since entering the school, he did not intend to study art. Instead, he mixed into the student union with his appearance and eloquence, and successively caught up with some mysterious leather bag companies. Undertook the younger brothers and younger sisters to go out for private work and made a lot of money.
After graduating from the sculpture class, at most two or three people will continue to ponder the work. The rest will be married and the receptionist will be the receptionist. The big brothers are the most solid backing for this group of art students who are destined not to become artists. When people from different departments of the Academy of Fine Arts met for the first time and had nothing to talk about, they all talked about big brothers. Ding Shuijing and her roommate also took over the private work of the big brother, graphic design, roadshow exhibition, and tried everything. The big brother is handsome and exquisite, well-informed and interesting, and has always been very popular with school girls. He is like Ding Shuijing in high school. It's just that Big Brother is a step further than her, he really made money from these relationships.
But who could have imagined that such a gentle and decent big brother would have such a moment of despair.
The cousin murmured, nodded and bowed, explaining something to the big brother. The big brother listened for a while, and continued to yell with anger: "I don't need you to explain it to me again! Ordinary employees telling me this is already unreasonable enough. You are an accident supervisor who solves the problem like this and wants you to come over. What is the use!"
Ding Shuijing thought for a while, grabbed the messenger bag on the sofa, and ran down the glass stairs. Just halfway through, they heard their dispute escalate.
"Mr. He, listen to me, in your case, the fixed damage amount exceeds 5,000 yuan, and the insurance company has to report it to the head office, and we can’t interfere. Besides, the damage to your car does have a certain audit risk, you We also know that if only the wheels and tires are damaged alone, the insurance company is exempt."
"Of course I know, but now I don't damage the wheel alone! My brake baffle is broken along with it! Of course I have to pay for this situation. What can the insurance company have to say? Isn't it because of you?"
Ding Shuijing had never seen her big brother angry like this. In the impression that this man is always smiling, and the master who can take shortcuts when he has the time and squeeze in China, how can he be so anxious to fight?
"The replacement price of the brake baffle is only 500 yuan. For the small parts of 500 yuan, 20,000 yuan for the two wheel hubs. The insurance company will suspect that the brake baffle was pulled by you with pliers. Strange. Of course, our 4S shop will issue a fair test report, so you can rest assured. But Mr. He, you have to understand that we can’t guarantee the insurance company’s audit results..." The cousin still murmured To explain, but the big brother has been furious.
"Damn, when I'm stupid? Obviously, I can fix the car today. I have to report to the head office and give Laozi five working days? This is a broken county, so let me stay here for a week and wait for you. Audit? Isn’t the insurance company reconciled? I’m a new car! I broke a new wheel to cheat the insurance? I’m full, am I!"
Ding Shuijing could no longer watch, and sprinted down to the first floor.
"Cousin, big brother!"
She introduced the two parties in a few words, smiling and persuading the older brother to have something to say, and the cousin will do her best to deal with the problem for his car. The big brother squeezed out a smile extremely unnaturally, and looked back at the gate frequently, not knowing what he was waiting for.
"When did you buy Land Rover? We don't know. Which business has made a lot of money?" Ding Shuijing teased him with a smile.
The big brother gave an awkward "um" and didn't say anything. Ding Shuijing’s cousin was a little relieved, and was about to speak to continue persuading them. Suddenly, a female voice rang behind them: "Jiachen, what did they say?"
Ding Shuijing slowly raised her eyes and looked at the woman who affectionately stretched out her hand to embrace the waist of her senior brother. The setting sun behind her stretched her shadow very long, extending to Ding Shuijing's feet.
"Senior sister, long time no see." She said with a smile.
Ding Shuijing took a deep breath, as if trying to collect the thin mist on the distant lake into her chest cavity.
"Later, my cousin told me that the owner of the car was named Luoyang and had a Beijing license plate. It was a coincidence that I went to the neighboring city for one day and met you. Regarding your whereabouts that day, you must have lied to Luoyang. Right? He didn't know that you drove his car to travel around the mountains and rivers, did you? There was such a troublesome car accident during the sneaky short trip. No wonder the big brother was so anxious at the time."
Chen Jing's face was as deep as water, both hands stroked her lower abdomen, listening patiently.
"So, did you personally come to file a complaint with Luoyang today?" Gentle like Chen Jing, and his tone was inevitably ridiculed.
"If it weren't for you to keep mentioning old things, I wouldn't use it to stimulate you. Besides, this is a matter between your husband and wife. In which round will an outsider like me talk to Luoyang? I'm not that annoying." Ding Shuijing stood up quickly. .
She just wanted to come and see him, nothing more. She didn't do anything, she wouldn't do anything, but when there was a glimmer of light in the future, no one could blame her for her impulse and excitement. However, in front of Chen Jing, these many years of secretly watching changed the taste, which made her especially ashamed.
"Do you think I am very sorry for Luoyang?" Chen Jing asked softly.
"I'll say it again, that's your husband and wife's business." Ding Shuijing said coldly.
"Ding Shuijing, stop pretending, okay? You know in your heart that you ruined my life."
Over the years, this is the first time Chen Jing plainly accused her.
Ding Shuijing turned her head in surprise. Chen Jing's eyes looked at the lake.
"Ding Shuijing, I don't want to live with your time bomb anymore."
Chen Jing has always believed that there are many kinds of love in the world. Love at first sight in the movie is naturally regarded as one kind, but it is not the same between her and Luoyang.
"You are a little girl who knows little and is very self-righteous. It doesn't matter if you don't understand. Besides, you are not the first girl to rush to me to demonstrate. I have long been used to it."
When Chen Jing spoke, her eyes never left the lake, as if the unfathomable bottom of the water was hiding the source of courage.
"When there was a bit of rumors between us in high school, some girls thought I was not worthy of Luoyang, and they derogated me overtly and secretly. They didn't stop until I was with him. The juniors who went on to succeed in college, Never put me in the eyes. Of course, Luoyang has never been ambiguous with them, no one can fault him at this point, you can't just say that the renminbi is guilty just because everyone wants to rob the bank?
"Luoyang would go to teach them privately and be fair to me, but when he wanted to explain or apologize face-to-face with me, I never avoided him, interrupted, changed the subject, never said a word of dissatisfaction, nor praised it. He said.
"Are you wondering why? You, a little girl, must have a pretense, right? But I won't. The more you make a fuss, the more you prove your weakness. Anyway, what I have always cared about is the difference between two people. If you have real feelings in between, you don’t need to talk too much.
"But the first time I saw you and Luoyang in class together, I felt something was wrong."
Chen Jing did not continue, like a memoir, to the most critical part, it was torn clean.
Ding Shuijing couldn't ask about this paragraph.
"All the girls in the past found me and said that I was not worthy of Luoyang. Only you said to me that Luoyang doesn't love me, Luoyang doesn't love me."
Chen Jing muttered to herself, her voice trembling slightly.
The three words "I'm sorry" choked on Ding Shuijing's throat, and she knew it was only as pale as the fog on the lake.
"Thank you for letting me know what it was like when Luoyang really fell in love," Chen Jing finally turned to look at Ding Shuijing, "Of course, I fell in love myself later. I did nothing, no betrayal, no promise. Just moved, just like him."
Chen Jing tilted her head and smiled, very happy.
"I and him finally got even."
Ding Shuijing sat alone on the bench by the lake until dark.
The sunset cannot be seen on a cloudy day, but the clouds gradually dispersed in the evening, sparsely laid out in the clear night sky, illuminated by moonlight.
It's the same moonlight again. In my memory, the moonlight on Qingxi in the border city covered this moment. For a moment, Ding Shuijing was in a trance as she held the empty lemon tea cup in her hand. Cross the road and run towards her.
She looked back hesitantly, and saw the museum behind her open the door, and orange lights poured on the floor tiles at the door, encircling a warm circular embrace.
Ding Shuijing really saw Luoyang, from a distance, joking and saying goodbye to his colleagues at the door.
After five years of absence, she can still recognize him at a glance. White shirt and trousers, suit jacket on shoulders, sleeves are rolled up, as if finally relaxed, a bit decadent and a bit naughty.
Her tears were blurred.
This man is going to be a father.
Seeing Chen Jing walking slowly in the art gallery, she realized that the other party was pregnant. She handed out a bottle of warm mineral water, and also the last little hope.
Does Chen Jing really like Big Brother, or is it just to avenge Luoyang?
Ding Shuijing didn't ask, she believed Chen Jing might not be able to say it clearly.
Life will never have clear boundaries, all bottom lines are covered with gradients.
She only remembered Chen Jing saying softly that the big brother actually had a hard time. He loves art, but he has no talent, so he can only bite the bullet and go socializing every day. He is not a slick person, really not.
"Actually, you are very similar to Luoyang. You are both people who are easy to do, and we are not. Even if you have the same disease, let's take pity." Chen Jing stood up, before showing her arms, she was used to supporting her waist.
For a moment, malice rose, and Ding Shuijing wanted to ask "Is the child really from Luoyang?"
Everyone has malicious intent, but he can be regarded as a good person if he can control it in his inner black box.
She was also a good person, Ding Shuijing smiled bitterly.
She remembered the faint brilliance on Chen Jing's face when she left. It was the calmness that only a mother would have, and it was completely different from the forbearance she used to be Luoyang's girlfriend.
Chen Jing caressed her lower abdomen carefully and said: "It has been two months, and it was only checked out yesterday afternoon. Luoyang didn't know yet, I planned to tell him today. I wanted to take the initiative to file for a divorce, but this accident happened. I think This is a sign, let the past pass."
Ding Shuijing smiled and watched her go away, and finally said, "Well, he will be happy."
The colleague's car gradually moved away, the taillights resembling the red eyes of a beast at the end of the road. Ding Shuijing saw Luoyang lit a cigarette and took out the phone from her pants pocket.
After half a minute, the phone in Ding Shuijing's pocket vibrated.
She stood by the lake bank and did not pick up. She watched Chen Jing approach from behind Luoyang from a distance and gently hugged Luoyang from behind.
Luoyang was startled, and immediately threw down the cigarette and stamped it out with his foot, turning his head to support Chen Jing.
For a long minute, Ding Shuijing smiled and watched Chen Jing cry and talk, and Luoyang couldn't help but hug her tightly. Under the warm lights of the art gallery, there was another comedy on earth.
Ding Shuijing suddenly remembered the night five years ago. She walked along the lake bank and said: "Cui Cui knew in her heart that that person may never come, maybe he will come back tomorrow."
Luoyang said, "What a pity, a little girl who has to wait for a lifetime for someone who doesn't know if she will come back, why bother."
Why bother.
Ding Shuijing, why do you bother?
Before dropping out of school to retake the exam, she asked Luoyang one last question-is such a life interesting?
Desperately extinguish the flame in the heart, sacrifice a short and precious life to rules and helplessness... Will it be unwilling to live a life like this?
Luoyang did not answer her at the time.
At this moment, Ding Shuijing looked at her lover hugging her in front of the art gallery and finally believed that everything was a misunderstanding.
It was she who mistakenly thought that she had caught a glimpse of the fire in his heart, and that she was of the same kind.
Later he chose to extinguish the fire by himself.
Maybe it was because Chen Jing showed up too in time, and Luoyang's phone never had a chance to hang up; maybe he just forgot the call with excitement. Ding Shuijing didn't entangle, she reached out and hung up.
She hid under the dark tree shadow, looking up at the moon.
The moon behind the thin cloud screen is the same moon as it was then.
Leave the world to them, she only needs this moon.
Ding Shuijing strode away and never looked back.