Perfect Life

Wang Jinglu was lying on the table, supporting her with one hand, staring blankly at the glass window in front of her and the lights on the opposite floor outside the window.

She was in a daze.

For her, this kind of daze is not too common.

After a long time, she picked up her mobile phone and opened a text message, but after hesitating for a moment, she put it back, got up and walked around the room - but the more she walked, the more irritable she felt.

There was a knock on the door, she stood still and said, "Mom?"

Tao Huijun pushed open the door and came in, smiling and asking, "Mom heard that someone called you just now?"

Wang Jing showed his face and nodded expressionlessly, "um".

"What's the matter?" Tao Huijun asked again.

Wang Jinglu opened her mouth and closed it again, looking more and more irritable, and then she said, "Mom, will you leave me alone in the future? You have to ask me when I answer the phone..."

Tao Huijun quickly raised her hand, "Okay, okay, mommy doesn't ask, mommy doesn't ask..." After that, she closed the door and went out.

Just before leaving, she still had a smile on her face.

It seems...really happy.

That's right, the call just now was from Zhao Yumin.

Don't even think about it, the number must have been given to him by his father...or his mother.

He asked Wang Jinglu to have dinner together.

At that time, Wang Jinglu was a little stunned, but before she could speak, the other party seemed to have expected that she would probably refuse directly, so he immediately said: "Xiaolu, don't be in a hurry to refuse me, okay? The time is very random, Friday, Saturday, weekend, noon, night, any. Think about it, okay? Give me a chance."

It should be said that although I have only met twice, and I am still deeply vigilant, it is really difficult for a man like Zhao Yumin to be disgusted, even Wang Jinglu, even if she is against Zhao Yumin's approach to herself Very disgusted, but still can't produce any displeasure with him.

There is no doubt that he is an excellent man who can easily make girls fall in love.

In particular, his voice, tone, attitude... It really makes it difficult for people to say the word "rejection" ruthlessly.

And with Wang Jinglu's character, she never wanted to be embarrassed, and she couldn't say anything powerful, so once she was blocked by someone before she opened her mouth, she immediately became entangled, so much so that she kept talking. When the other party hung up the phone, the words of refusal could not be said.

So, when the phone hangs up, she constantly regrets it.

Blame yourself, blame yourself...too unassertive, too indecisive to deal with things.

What should we do then?

Call back again and reject him?

Well, this is feasible.

She even held the tone of her own words, simulating and practicing in a low voice, "Hello, Mr. Zhao Yumin? I'm Wang Jinglu... Yes, it's me. I'm sorry, I have to review my homework recently, I'm very busy, and I really don't have time. , so... sorry."

After practicing twice, she felt that it would not work. Her tone and attitude were too soft, which would make him less willing to give up.

so…

"Hello, Mr. Zhao Yumin? I'm Wang Jinglu. Yes, I just thought about it, thank you for your invitation, but I don't have time. And I already have a boyfriend, so please don't call me in the future, okay I don't want him to misunderstand..."

It seems...too hard again?

"If I follow it like this, I will definitely feel guilty at that time, and I'm afraid even my voice will tremble..."

She simply covered her face and fell back on the bed.

"I'm really useless!" she thought, "If it were my sister, it would definitely not be as troublesome as me! She would probably have rejected this kind of thing outright at the time, and she would never be dragging its feet!"

"I'm not interested!" she must have said.

Just these four words, I don't know how many boys have choked to death!

Then, what should we do? Going to have dinner with him?

Don't even think about it!

If it was another girl, they might think, isn't it just a meal, with whom to eat or not? It's not that you need to pay for treats, not to eat for nothing, at least to earn a good meal! Why don't you go?

But Wang Jinglu is different.

The simple life of more than ten years, the family influence she has received since childhood, and the figure that is occupying her heart every day will make her extremely repulsive to this kind of thing.

She even felt that as long as she thought about eating with other men, she would feel a betrayal of guilt in her heart.

It's impossible for me to like him, why should I have dinner with him?

My elder sister said that if you don't like things and people you don't like, you will kill them with a stick. Don't give the other party or yourself any chance!

She felt that her sister was right!

Thinking of this, she showed a determined look on her face and reached out to grab the phone.

However, when she turned to the other party's caller number, her fingers stopped there, unable to fall down.

"It's so difficult! What should I say so as not to hurt him?"

Under that unfamiliar number, whose name has not yet been stored, is Li Qian's name.

"Should I tell him? Let him call me to refuse?" she thought.

But after thinking about it, let it go.

Although he was a little reluctant to admit it, Wang Jinglu actually knew very well that Li Qian was very immature compared to a mature and graceful man like Zhao Yumin. Ask him to make this call for himself, what can he say?

Is it a threat?

Instead, he and Li Qian appeared to be extremely weak.

"Forget it," she thought, "I've never called him back anyway, so he should understand that I refused. Well, yes, that's it, if he wants to call again, then I'll just refuse. ."

Thinking of this, Wang Jinglu suddenly felt a little relieved.

Then, her finger landed on Li Qian's name.

The phone is dialed.

She was inexplicably a little flustered, but she was looking forward to it.

"Hey, what's the matter?" he said.

"Uh, it's alright... Did you sleep?" she said in a panic. After he finished speaking, he was annoyed. It was only a quarter past eight, and it was no wonder he fell asleep!

Sure enough, on the other end of the phone, he smiled and said, "No. Is something wrong? Why don't you send text messages?"

Although she couldn't see it, Wang Jinglu felt that her face must have turned red, because she felt a little hot - what a shame!

And, what's next? Call him yourself...what's the matter?

The answer is, no.

She actually just wanted to hear the other party's voice. It would be better if she could say a few more words. By the way, at this time, it would be perfect if he could tell a joke to make himself laugh!

After a moment of silence, she said, "Can you tell me a joke?"

On the other end of the phone, Li Qian should have been slightly stunned.

Then, he said, "I'm reviewing my homework. Where can I get a joke temporarily?"

"Oh." Wang Jinglu was slightly disappointed, nodded subconsciously, and asked, "What are you reviewing?"

"I'm reciting history, and I'm going to learn Russian for a while." He said, "But history is so difficult, especially the history of the Soviet Union... Do you know where the strongest and greatest part of the Soviet Union is?"

Listening to Wang Jinglu in front of her, she was still wondering, thinking that Li Qian's history is not too bad, isn't it just modern and contemporary history, what's so difficult about it? But then I heard Li Qian suddenly turn the topic to the most powerful place in the Soviet Union...

She frowned and thought for a while. She didn't know what Li Qian meant, so she asked, "Where?"

"The Soviet people have successfully overcome difficulties that would not exist in other socialist countries!" he said earnestly.

"Oh."

Wang Jinglu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came back to his senses, and couldn't help but burst out laughing!

"Your mouth is really bad." She said with a smile.

But then, she suddenly got a little excited and asked, "Anything else? One more thing."

On the other end of the phone, Li Qian didn't smile. He thought for a while and said: "It is said that in the 1950s, a US diplomatic delegation visited the Soviet Union, and Soviet officials accompanied them to visit the great achievements of socialist construction, and said proudly that when the next five-year plan is completed, Every family in the Soviet Union will have a plane. American officials were surprised and asked, what is the use of them? The Soviet officials said, of course it is useful! For example, when you heard that Leningrad began to supply bread in Moscow, at this time You can just fly over there and wait in line to get the bread…”

Wang Jinglu laughed in a rare "Haha".

Even if she usually smiles, at most she just purses her lips into a smile.

At this time, Li Qian also laughed and said, "Don't ask for it any more, I can't think of it, I forgot it."

Wang Jinglu rolled over on the bed, suddenly remembering that Li Qian was reviewing his homework, his eyes lit up, and he asked, "Are you going to review Russian later?"

"Um."

"Shall I teach you Russian?"

"Huh?" He was a little surprised.

"Are you okay?" Wang Jinglu asked excitedly.

The other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and then said, "Then...you come here?"

Yes, there is no light on the roof, so there is no way to study homework, you have to go to their house!

Thinking of this, Wang Jinglu hesitated slightly.

Since everyone grew up, she hadn't been to the opposite door for a long time. Going to Li Qian's house in such a big night, his parents wouldn't think too much, right?

But soon, Wang Jinglu turned over and jumped off the bed. Although he was a little flustered, he was still very excited.

"I'm going right now!" she said.

……

There was a knock on the door, Li Qian rushed over to open the door, took out a pair of new slippers and put them in front of her.

Under the bright ceiling light, Wang Jinglu's face had a bright flush.

"Xiao Lu is here to play?"

Li Ma, who was watching the TV series, turned around and greeted Wang Jinglu with a smile.

Dad Li also turned around and gave a smile.

I don't know if Li Qian had warned her in advance, but in short, Li Ma was not as enthusiastic as she used to be - Wang Jinglu was afraid that she would be too enthusiastic and would make it seem like she was welcoming her daughter-in-law into the door.

"Hello Auntie, hello Uncle Li, I'm here to teach Li Qian Russian." She changed into the slippers and walked into the living room, blushing.

Dad Li nodded when he heard the words, with a warm smile on his face, "Okay, okay, Li Qian's Russian is very poor, you help him work hard!"

Wang Jinglu nodded and said "um".

At this time, Li Ma said: "Then... Xiaoqian, take Xiaolu to your house and sit, and take what you want to eat and drink in the refrigerator...Xiaolu, then auntie won't entertain you, auntie Watch TV shows, and you guys can study!"

Wang Jinglu nodded again, said "Okay", then heaved a sigh of relief and followed Li Qian into his bedroom.

Li Qian closed the door. Seeing Wang Jinglu looking back and forth in the room with a little curiosity, he smiled and said, "Sit! Sit by the bed, or sit on a chair, it's up to you."

Wang Jinglu nodded, sat down beside the bed, turned her head, and saw the history textbook and Russian textbook on the table.

"You're really reviewing your homework!" She was a little surprised.

Li Qian in memory is not so fond of learning. At least after he got home, he never touched his textbooks.

Li Qian smiled and whispered, "It's been a long time since you came?"

Wang Jinglu smiled and nodded.

The big ceiling fan on the roof was whirring, and it wasn't too hot in the house. Just for a while, it seemed that neither of them knew what to say, and the atmosphere was inexplicably awkward.

This is Li Qian's bedroom, which is naturally different from the rooftop.

At this time, Wang Jinglu saw the guitar on the head of the bed, and was glad that she finally found a topic, and asked, "I remember that you don't like guitars very much, why did you start tossing it again? When I went to school in the past few days, You seem to see you carrying a guitar too?"

Li Qian took the guitar and shook it, "You have to go straight to the Beijing Film Academy, so I'm not allowed to pursue some art?"

Wang Jinglu smiled upon hearing this.

After a while, she asked, "Then what will you play now? Have you learned a few tunes?"

Li Qian sighed when he heard the words, "Oh, how easy is it to learn? I can play a little star now, and it's not smooth."

Wang Jinglu still smiled and looked very interested, and said, "Can you play it for me?"

Li Qian pretended to sigh, picked up the guitar, plucked the strings in a pretentious manner, and sang word by word while playing, "Twinkle and sparkle, the sky is full of small stars, It hangs in the sky and shines brightly, like many small eyes. Twinkling twinkling twinkling, the sky is full of small stars."

Unexpectedly, after listening to such a simple, naive and jerky performance, Wang Jinglu didn't want to laugh at all, but encouraged Li Qian very seriously, "You play very well, although this piece is very simple, you You can play every sound without error, so it can be seen that you have been practicing really hard in the past few days! Don’t worry, take your time, you will definitely become more proficient and play better! Once you are proficient, you will be able to contact relatively complex ones.”

Li Qian glanced at her helplessly, and sighed again, "Okay, you're so boring... I just lied to you. In fact, I've been very familiar with it for a long time. If you don't believe me, listen..."

After he said that, he came to a particularly complicated and fancy guitar show, which made Wang Jinglu stunned on the spot. Then, an indescribable light gradually appeared in her eyes.

When Li Qianxuan was finished, she looked at Li Qian with a little smile on her face, her eyes sparkling, and asked, "So, it's okay for you to play and sing by yourself?"

Li Qian nodded and said, "Of course there is no problem!"

Wang Jinglu smiled and said, "Then sing me a song."

Li Qian turned his head and glanced at the Russian textbooks on the table, "I said, is this a tuition fee?"

Wang Jinglu also turned to look at the Russian textbook, and the smile on her face became brighter. She nodded without hesitation, and said with certainty, "Forget it! This is the tuition fee!"

Li Qian felt speechless.

So he held up the guitar and thought about it. Well, it's better to use campus folk songs.

Of course, it is the campus ballad of this time and space.

"You still remember that snowy winter,

We met by chance on the train,

You talk about your past love,

Said that your heart has been broken.

…”

As long as he started to play the guitar and sing, Li Qian couldn't hold anything else in his heart, and his eyes were full of guitars. Even when he sang, he would often close his eyes and let himself be completely immersed in the melody.

The song is a very familiar song, the key is that the people who sing it are different.

Wang Jinglu put her arms on the table, her hands on her cheeks, and looked at Li Qian who was sitting beside the bed singing and singing with surprise and fascination. At this moment, she didn't even pay attention to what Li Qian was singing. A pair of eyes and a heart were filled with Li Qian's slightly closed eyes and body swaying gently with the melody.

By the end, her eyes had lost focus, and a sweet smile appeared on her face.

At the end of the song, Li Qian opened his eyes, and Wang Jinglu came back to his senses.

"Hey, Teacher Wang, is this tuition okay?"

Wang Jinglu smiled, turned her head and glanced at the door with a little guilty conscience, and whispered, "It's been a while since I came in. I can't always listen to you sing. Why don't we start making up lessons?"

Li Qian rolled his eyes, "Is it so hard to praise me?"

Wang Jinglu smiled again, "No, just now you played like that, of course you need praise and encouragement, but now, you've played so well, so you don't need to praise! If you praise it again, won't you be proud? "

Li Qian raised his brows when he heard this, put down his guitar and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll take your words as a compliment."

While speaking, he turned his head, his eyes flicked over Wang Jinglu, but suddenly settled down.

Wang Jinglu has a slender figure, a seventeen-year-old girl, thin and weak, as if her skin has not been fully opened, but her skin seems to have been washed with milk. When she was listening to the song just now, she put her snow-white arm on the table and asked the edge of the table to make a deep mark. It hurts people to see her, but there is an indescribable charm that suddenly tugs at people's heartstrings.

Li Qian hurriedly lowered his head, coughed, then raised his head and asked, "Then where are you going to start making up lessons for me?"

Wang Jinglu opened the textbook seriously and said, "Start from the first lesson."

Li Qian nodded and said, "Also!"

But when the page was opened, Wang Jinglu stared at the textbook for a moment, but suddenly turned to look at Li Qian.

"You...will go to Beijing to join me in the future, right?" she asked.

Li Qian nodded solemnly, "I will."

Wang Jinglu smiled slightly.