Perfect Life

Being alone in the surging crowd, Wang Jinglu felt a little uneasy.

She has never been the kind of girl with a strong and outgoing personality, never has been.

For example, eating. She likes to eat slowly and carefully. If it takes ten minutes for her sister Wang Jingxue to eat a meal, then under the same circumstances, she needs about fifteen minutes.

For example, study. From childhood to adulthood, she never deliberately pursued any grades. She just learned all the knowledge points required by the teacher and completed the homework arranged by the teacher meticulously.

Another example is playing the piano. That was not what she asked to learn. About when she was five or six years old, one day, her sister Wang Jingxue told her parents that she wanted a piano, so a few days later, there was an extra piano at home. In the beginning, my sister practiced every day, practicing **** and learning songs with the tutor, and she watched and listened. Later, my sister said, Erya, come here, starting from today, my sister will teach you to play the piano, so she started to play the piano.

Another example is the transfer after the second year of high school. She herself never thought about which film school she would go to one day, what would she do with that? She doesn't like watching movies very much, and she doesn't know what to do after graduating from film school. To be an actor? Or write a screenplay? ...she has absolutely no idea.

If she had to tear it apart, she would think that the Teachers College, the Women's College, etc. are what she likes. After graduation, I came out to teach students, with a stable income, just like Uncle Li next door, how wonderful!

But, my sister said, Erya, you know, we are all girls, and this is a world that belongs to men, so we girls must be self-improvement! Only when we become stronger than men can we freely choose the love we love and the life we ​​love! Luckily than other girls, though, we have talents, we all have them, so maybe we can find an easier path to success than anyone else. That is, art!

So, I go to sing, you go to play!

Then, my sister said that she would transfer to another school, that she would take a small class, and that she would be admitted to the Beijing Film Academy, so when the second year of high school was over, she would go to Beijing.

Then again... She is just such a person.

Quietly, without quarrel with the world.

But today, the sports car parked downstairs in front of the school and the smiling man in front of her suddenly pushed her into the surging crowd.

When he stopped her, at this moment, almost everyone was watching.

She whimpered as she approached, a little surprised and a little nervous, her little hands clenched the straps of the satchel tightly on her shoulders.

Zhao Yumin immediately noticed her nervousness.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoxue, maybe I shouldn't have come to see you at this time? I scare you, right?" He said softly, his eyes fell on her face, his eyes full of tender care.

Wang Jinglu looked up at him.

Then, she looked back at those girls as if asking for help, they were all her good friends. But at this time, they all stood there smiling, chattering, envy and surprise on their youthful faces... But no one felt that Wang Jinglu was in need of help.

She turned back and looked at him timidly.

His eyes were dark and shining, but they were not forced, but instead had a warm light.

"Yumin... bro, hello."

Zhao Yumin shook his head and smiled, "It seems that we are really going to fall into a romance drama."

God is pitiful, when he said this, he really wanted to make a little joke, and really wanted to make this lovely and beautiful girl in front of him not so nervous.

But, it was useless.

Wang Jinglu's face remained tense, and he had no intention of laughing at all.

"Are you looking for me... something?" she said.

With an "ah", he turned around to open the car door, took out a beautifully packaged small box from the passenger seat, handed it to her, and said with a smile, "It's actually fine, I drank a cup of coffee with my friends this afternoon, and suddenly Found the dessert at that coffee shop to be good, so I ordered an extra, thinking you'd like it... sorry, I really didn't know my sudden appearance would scare you! Or, let's go out and talk, okay?"

Wang Jinglu first looked at the small box he handed over in surprise, and when he heard the word "go out", he subconsciously shook his head quickly, "No, no, I want..." She eagerly took out a few sheets from her satchel Show him the test paper, "I'm going home to review my homework!"

While speaking, she suddenly heard someone shouting a familiar name, and her heart suddenly trembled, and she subconsciously wanted to turn her head to look up the teaching building behind her, but she stopped halfway through the movement - extremely stiff.

At this moment, she suddenly felt so wronged.

But she shook her head and said, "Thank you, but no need. If you have nothing else to do..." She pointed to the door of the school, and the meaning was obvious: then I'm leaving.

Zhao Yumin shrugged, took back the small box, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "It doesn't matter, it's me being too abrupt! Then... maybe I can drive you home? Oh, yes, you have a bicycle! I'm sorry... Then, um, Okay..." He made a gesture of invitation, very elegant, "You go first, OK?"

Wang Jinglu looked up at him, nodded, said "goodbye", then turned around and walked into the crowd.

Behind her, several girls shouted and chased after her.

Behind them, Zhao Yumin glanced at the exquisite snack box in his hand and shrugged.

When he turned his head to look again, Wang Jinglu's figure had disappeared among the bicycles and the flow of people. He withdrew his gaze, showed a confident smile on his face, and turned to get into the car.

"This is the classical beauty of Chinese women...isn't it?" Sitting in the car, he said to himself: "Girls with such a tradition of classical beauty are worthy of love, aren't they?"

……

After watching Wang Jinglu leave, Liu Qiang and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wang Jinglu really didn't pick it up! I'll just say, that kid must have taken the initiative to chase after him..."

"Of course, Wang Jinglu is a Qianzi's woman, how could she change her heart for such a little white face..."

"Hey, by the way, Li Qian, do you want us to go down and beat that kid hard and teach him a lesson?"

Li Qian raised his hand to cover his forehead, then turned around to face everyone.

"Stop, stop, you all stop for me!"

"To reiterate, we are neighbors and good friends with Wang Jinglu, but they are just good friends. We are not in a relationship, and she is not my girlfriend, let alone my woman!"

"Cut! Just pretend, you were so nervous just now, think we are blind!"

"But... If you think you can provoke people, pay attention, it's a Lamborghini. You drive a Lamborghini in your twenties. Either your family is rich, or your family is rich, so if you are brave enough to beat that Boy, I will never object, on the contrary, I will applaud and cheer for you..."

"cut!"

"Go to hell!"

"No humanity!"

"How could I possibly know you!"

……

This afternoon, Li Qian did not practice the guitar.

When the school leavers were gone, and when the entire campus suddenly became empty, he leaned on the protective wall on the roof with his guitar alone, lit a cigarette, smoked it slowly, and then turned to get off. building.

……

After dinner, Li Qian ran his pen like flying.

His handwriting was good in the past life, and this life is not bad, and the difference between the fonts between the two life is not too big, so when the memory of the two lives in the soul is almost completely merged, the characters he writes become more and more. The better, but it will not be seen by people who are familiar with his font.

A 1000-word composition, if you type on a computer, is of course easy, but handwriting is not so pleasant. He started copying when he got home from school in the afternoon, and after dinner, he copied for nearly half an hour, and it was finally over.

He flicked his wrist and put the three essays away.

Then, after thinking about it, he walked out of the bedroom and told his mother who was watching TV, then changed his shoes and went out.

The destination, of course, is the rooftop.

As a result, he had just climbed to the fourth floor when his phone suddenly rang.

I took it out and looked at it, sure enough, it was sent by Wang Jinglu. However, perhaps it was what Li Qian said last time that had an effect, this time the text message was not blank.

Two words: rooftop.

So, he put away his phone and stood on the fourth floor waiting.

Not too long ago, the sound of doors opening, closing, and climbing stairs could be heard on the third floor.

Then, one of them stood on the fourth floor, and the other stood at the corner of the stairs from the third to the fourth floor. After looking at each other, they turned to go upstairs tacitly.

The time was 8:13 in the evening. Jinan Mansion was brightly lit under the night. It seemed that every breath of every person, every roar of every machine, every time the lights of every building turned on and off... all were suffocating desire and irritability.

On such a night, there is not a shred of wind.

If you look at the thermometer, the temperature doesn't seem to be high, but the air seems to be sticky, which makes people subconsciously depressed.

The two of them were habitually lying on the protective wall.

Li Qian thought she would use "How come you came out faster than me today?", or "Why didn't you text me when you came out before me?" as the opening remarks.

but.

She remained silent.

After about three minutes - maybe one minute, maybe five minutes - Li Qian turned his head to look at her and said, "During dinner just now, my parents discussed and said that they want to install an air conditioner in my room. But I objected, I wanted a computer more, but my dad objected, he thought he should buy a computer first, but my mother objected, she said to buy an air conditioner... Hey, even if it's not funny, you can grin, okay?"

Wang Jinglu didn't speak, and didn't even turn his head to look at her.

Li Qian touched his nose and looked up at the starry sky in a bored way.

"Hey…"

After a while, Wang Jinglu suddenly called him.

Li Qian retracted his gaze and looked at her, "Huh?"

She also looked at him, behind the lens, her eyes were faint, a little sad, a little confused, and a little helpless.

"You won't care, will you?" she said, "I know you must have seen it!"

Li Qian frowned and spread his hands, "What should I do!"

"It's all my dad's intentions," she said again.

"So..." Li Qian said, "You think, how can I handle this kind of thing?"

"But, but..." She couldn't say the rest.

Li Qian looked at her.

She pouted angrily and kicked him unreasonably.

Of course, very light.

"You can't ignore it!" she said.

Li Qian took a deep breath and fell silent.

Instead, Wang Jinglu looked at him seriously, as if waiting for a positive answer from him.

Of course she wants this affirmative answer! She knew she couldn't handle it herself, but he could! As long as he says, don't worry, this matter is handed over to me, then she can hand it over to him with confidence!

What is Zhao Yumin, what is my father, what is my sister, it doesn't matter, he will definitely be able to do it all! This is the same as when he made her cry every time he made her cry, but he always made her laugh quickly again.

He is good at this!

In other words, if he is not good at it, he must learn to be good at it!

Because he is him.

After being silent for a long time, Li Qian raised his eyebrows and turned to look at her with a strange expression.

Seeing his expression, Wang Jinglu became nervous.

"There is a way...there is one!" he said.

Her eyes lit up and she said excitedly, "You say it!"

He hesitated for a moment, and his expression became more and more tangled, "Of course, if I do that, I need to sacrifice a bit, but hey... okay! The way is actually... Hey, little girl, brother, you look good, why don't we Are you two going to get the marriage certificate tomorrow?"

Wang Jinglu's eyes widened, a little confused.

It took a long time for her to come back to her senses. Her face was a little red, her eyes were a little wet, her breathing was a little too fast...

This is indeed a good way!

Although it came out of his mouth, it seemed a little funny, it was a little funny, and at the same time, it was a little irritating! But this is indeed a feasible solution!

Boys and girls get their certificates, what about their parents and their mothers? I would rather demolish ten temples than destroy one. Do you know?

As for Zhao Yumin...it was instantly wiped out!

but…

"You think beautifully! I won't marry you!" she said.

Then she turned her head quickly, pouted, and whispered, "I don't care what you do, anyway... you can't ignore it anyway!"

Li Qian sighed, turned to look at the bright traffic in the distance, and stopped talking.

After a while, Wang Jinglu cautiously turned his head to look at him. Seeing that he was still in a trance, he gently kicked him with his foot, "Hey, what are you thinking?"

Li Qian lowered his face, looked back at her, and turned back.

"What else can I think of, think of a way!"

While speaking, he rubbed his brows in distress.

Wang Jinglu smiled slowly: "I'm trying to figure out a way, that means he's already taking care of it!"

That's good!

So suddenly, her mood lightened up.

She kicked him again, "Hey, do you have any plans for this weekend? Let's... let's go climb Qianfoshan?"

Li Qian turned his head to look at her and shook his head, "I'm going to go by yourself, I'm not going, I'm going to the movies this Saturday!"

Wang Jinglu pouted slightly, "Then I'll go to the movies too!"

"You don't like watching movies?" he said.

"But I like it now."

"…"

"Hey, is there any movie you want to watch in particular? Why do you suddenly think of going to the movies?"

"No. I'll wait until the movie theater. I can watch what I want."

"Well, that's fine. Then we'll talk about that day."

After saying these words, the two fell silent at the same time.

At this time, the night was still lazy and without a trace of wind.

The air seems to be viscous, making people subconsciously feel that only by opening their mouths can they not be suffocated to death.

The buildings in the distance are full of shadows, and sometimes there is a light that never goes out, lonely and full.

The traffic lights on the road are bright, one after another, lonely and prosperous.

On the fifth floor opposite today, there was not a single sound.

The whole world is in chaos, but the whole world does not speak.

It seems that there are only two people left between heaven and earth.

He, and her.