Chapter 77 Chapter 25 In my lifetime, we meet on a narrow road

Luo Zhi sat in the corner of the coffee shop on the first floor of the commercial building, yawning and waiting for Luoyang who was still working overtime on Saturday. "I'm sorry, I finally sent all the materials up. The busier and busier it gets to before the Chinese New Year. The three students who came to practice are more useless than the other. If they can't handle the things they explain, they just sit there and browse the web and hang up QQ." Luo Yang, who was wearing a black down jacket, ran over from a distance, sat opposite Luo Zhi, and let out a sigh of relief.

"Don't interns often rush to work?" Luo Zhi was a little puzzled. "These people in our department didn't come in through the normal recruitment process. They all asked someone to find connections, relatives of the supervisor or children of friends, just for the internship certificate and a certain line on the resume." Luo Zhi nodded, "Where are you going to eat? I accidentally blackmailed you out of this meal." Luo Yang smiled, with an embarrassed and helpless expression, "What do you want to eat?" Luo Zhi raised her head and thought for a while, "I heard that there is an oyster omelette in Nanluoguxiang, what do you think?"

In winter, Luogu Lane is a bit deserted, and many specialty shops on both sides of the alley close early.Luo Zhi turned out from the fork in the road, hurriedly ran to a wooden door and gently pushed it open, then let out a long breath of relief. "Huh, it's okay, it's not closed." The shop is small, with only three stone tables, it looks like a small living room has been specially opened for business.There are many canned beverages produced in Taiwan in the freezer. When ordering food, Luo Yang asked Luo Zhi with a bitter face, "This guava...is it the guava from 'Banana you guava'... ..."

Luo Zhi was amused by his tongue twister, and nodded, "It seems so." The food was served quickly, Luo Zhi didn't eat at noon, she kept lowering her head to attack the fresh and tender oyster omelette, and didn't raise her head to notice that Luo Yang hadn't moved her chopsticks for a long time. She finally finished eating and took a big gulp of carambola juice before noticing that the cold noodles in front of Luoyang were almost full. "You hungry?" "Not hungry, I ate a working meal for two at noon." "Bring it to me, I'm not full."

Luo Yang burst out laughing, pushed the plate to her, and leaned against the bookshelf next to the stone table to rest with his eyes closed. After a long time, I opened my eyes and saw that the oyster omelette, cold noodles, onion rings and squid rings on the table were all gone, leaving only a little residue. "full?" "Well," Luo Zhi lowered her head and wiped her mouth with a tissue, "I'm a little bit tired." Then there was a longer silence. The shop owner and the waiter were chatting in another room behind the door. In the somewhat cold hut, they were the only two sitting relatively silent, staring at the plates in front of them.

"Is the ticket decided?" It was Luoyang who broke the silence. "Go directly to the train station tomorrow to try your luck. There is no ticket booking point near the school." "I can only go home on the first day of the Lunar New Year. I booked the air ticket last month. If you can't buy the ticket tomorrow, please call me quickly and I will contact you. There is really no way to go back by plane." Luo Zhi nodded, tilted her head and suddenly smiled. "What are you laughing at?" "No," she shook her head with a smile, like a kind little fox, "the atmosphere... there is nothing to say, I'd better go back to school. I will keep my mouth shut if I am short-mouthed and soft-hearted."

Luoyang was a little bit dumbfounded. "What do you want to ask?" "The 'her' you mentioned on the phone." Luo Zhi simply looked at him directly, and stopped rambling. Luo Yang was still smiling, and the smile became weaker and weaker, and finally he was lost in thought looking at the chandelier on the ceiling. When he was signing and rushing to produce materials in the printing room in the morning, he smelled the strange smell unique to the copier and suddenly felt nauseous and a little dizzy.Thinking of meeting Luo Zhi in the afternoon, that innocent younger sister who was still on campus, and looking down at his spotless leather shoes, Luo Yang suddenly felt a little dazed.

Five minutes after waiting for the materials to be delivered, he used a proxy ip to log in to the campus network of Z University. He only worked for half a year, and his former student days seemed like a world away.Then I saw the salivating high-rises built on the BBS because of campus hotspots, and they looked like sand castles built by children who played house. Luo Yang came back to his senses, under the pale light, Luo Zhi's clear eyes were staring at him relentlessly.Luo Zhi has always been like this, obedient and silent, and once she decides to ask, she will never let go. "A little junior sister who had a good relationship before. I don't know why she dropped out of school. Your sister-in-law misunderstood us a bit, but she later clarified it. It's as simple as that."

Short answer.Luo Zhi didn't speak, she lowered her head and thought for a while, then nodded with a smile, "Forget it, I won't ask any more. But brother, I hope you can cherish Sister Nianci." Luo Yang didn't laugh at her young and mature advice. "What do you need to say? Silly girl." Some cherish, not only because of love. Luo Zhi didn't pursue further, turned her head, and said with a smile, "Then pay the bill, brother." Luo Yang patted her head, called the waiter to pay the bill, and asked casually while taking out his wallet, "The last time I was at the steak shop, who were those two people? A man and a woman."

Luo Zhi froze for a moment, then touched her nose, "A high school classmate and her boyfriend." It's even simpler than Luoyang's answer just now. He didn't pursue it anymore.For all the unspeakable stories, they have learned not to ask the bottom line, all that is needed is the concern shown during the inquiry. A dry one-sentence introduction is enough. Luo Yang watched Luo Zhi disappear at the gate before turning around and getting into the waiting taxi. After working overtime for several days, he could finally take a good rest.As soon as he entered the staff apartment, he saw his roommate with dark circles cooking noodles in the kitchen. He said hello and went back to his room.

He fell asleep and forgot to turn off the lights. Until 8 o'clock in the morning, he even slept for more than twelve hours. Moreover, he dreamed of her. Thinking day by day, dreaming at night, his brain is more sensitive than he imagined. Luoyang dreamed that Ding Shuijing finally turned off her mobile phone when her mother made the fourth call. At that time, she had a doting smile on her lips, but she firmly pressed the off button with her fingers. It's just a fragment, and it seems very abrupt when it's mixed in the messy dream. When I woke up, the winter sun was shining on the quilt, and the floating dust was swirling in the air.For some reason, he didn't remember what dream he had just had, but he only remembered this sudden episode. He remembered that at that time, Lao Tian on the podium was very devoted to talking about the Trinity. "The relationship between the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit can be understood in many different ways, and many contradictions and disputes have arisen, which eventually led to a split in Christianity. We often talk about God and the Orthodox One of the differences is the different understanding of the relationship between the three. Our discussion class will start from this topic and the war of religion in a while." Ding Shuijing randomly drew two people, one big and one small, holding hands on the paper. The big man spit out something like a smoke ring. She added a tail to it and wrote "hi, holy ghost" on the side.I was about to draw a circle of light on the adult's head, but halfway through the drawing, the notebook was taken away by the teacher. "Look, Ding Shuijing's paintings fully reveal the views of the Orthodox Church." There were good-natured laughter and applause underneath, Luoyang looked at Ding Shuijing's side face, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, but there was no smile in her eyes. Luo Yang nestled in the warm blanket and didn't want to get up. When he closed his eyes, it was as if he heard the empty laughter in the old classroom. In almost every class, Lao Tian will use Ding Shuijing's paintings as supplementary handouts, and everyone is very used to it. History of the Middle Ages is a public elective course, and the lecturer Tian Xueping is the famous Baogong face in the history department.One hundred students come from different faculties and few people know each other well.However, everyone knew Ding Shuijing in the first class, just because she sat in the middle of the first row and actually drew the teacher's cartoons in the notebook.Lao Tian took the drawing paper away with a trick of "snatching the white blade with empty hands" and glared at her, but Ding Shuijing just smiled lightly and asked the teacher calmly, do you think I look like the picture? Looking back, it's really strange. This class has been held for many years and has been evaluated as lifeless. That day, a few students booed and said to show it. Lao Tian, ​​​​who has always been lecturing with a straight face, took a sneak peek. There was a song.Everyone has the courage to say, show, show. Sure enough, it was very similar, with Laotian's protruding ears and dark face, and a faint smile with his mouth crooked -- very similar, there was a lot of laughter underneath, and there was actually applause. Lao Tian said, if you didn’t look like me, I wouldn’t bother to care about you. It doesn’t matter if you eat, sleep and send text messages in class, but if you draw me, you will be punished.Go to the podium and report to your family. "Hi everyone, my name is Ding Shuijing, and I am a freshman majoring in international law at China Foreign Affairs University." Lao Tian raised his eyebrows and said, yo, I thought the talented girl was from an art academy.Don't draw so well next time, sometimes talent is a burden. Ding Shuijing was absent-minded for a moment, then shrugged and said thank you teacher. Luo Yang still doesn’t know what happened to him at the time. When Ding Shuijing returned to her seat, she handed her a note from behind, which said, Hello, I’m Luoyang from the Department of Mathematics, three grades older than you, right here Behind you, get acquainted. Very frivolous strike up. After a long time at the graduation reception, Luo Yang stood on the stage to toast and gave a speech. The students below suddenly booed and asked the model couple Luo Yang and Chen Jing to tell about their love history, starting from when they first met.Luo Yang didn't like noisy scenes, and his scalp felt numb looking at the familiar and unfamiliar faces below. But nothing unbearable. The happiness of ordinary people, the final destination is nothing but sinking into the noisy sea of ​​people. "That's how I got to know each other." He said casually. "It's just my deskmate in high school," Chen Jing gently continued from the side, "It was the first thing I said to him in the freshman year of high school." "What, so my sister-in-law took the initiative. We have misunderstood for so many years, the boss is too shameless." The third child in the dormitory booed from below. "Do you think I'm like you, and it's something I can do to chat up pretty girls?" As soon as Luo Yang finished speaking, he was stunned by everyone's laughter. At that moment, he seemed to see Ding Shuijing turn around again, with a lazy smile on her pretty face. "Well, I hate math the most. Hello." After greeting Ding Shuijing like this, the two of them didn't speak again. Before the medieval history class next week, when Luoyang walked into the classroom, he saw Ding Shuijing sitting in the first row waving to him, with a very generous smile on his face.So he went over and sat with her.Luo Yang nodded awkwardly at her, and saw two books on the table, one was the textbook "A Brief History of the Middle Ages" assigned by Lao Tian, ​​and the other... seemed to be her beautiful graffiti book. Ding Shuijing is not serious about listening to the class, and always doodles on the book. Sometimes Lao Tian doesn’t know what he said that touched her, and the other party will quickly open the graffiti book and scribble for a while.She always sits in the first row, and her paintings will always be discovered by Lao Tian. She is not afraid of being discovered, but lazily picks up what Lao Tian has to say, and the way the old and the young sing together makes people feel very warm. Luo Yang couldn't remember much about the content of the medieval history course, but he remembered Ding Shuijing's cell phone that vibrated frequently.That day happened to be an impromptu debate in the mid-term class. Students from the law school and the history department scrambled to stand up and make a speech. Lao Tian also participated in the comments with high spirits, as if he hadn’t met such an energetic student for a long time. Finally, Lao Tian finally thought of Ding Shuijing.Before get out of class was over, he looked at Ding Shuijing with an interesting smile and said, does our painter comrade want to say something? At that time, Ding Shuijing just pushed Luoyang and said that you should come and see.Luoyang heard laughter, very kind laughter.Everyone regards this little sister as a confused and funny character. Ding Shuijing stood up slowly, first glanced at Luoyang, and then smiled at Laotian, with a flattering smile like a granddaughter. Everyone focused on her because of her strange quietness, waiting for her to say something that made people want to smile as before.However, Ding Shuijing's gentle voice, fluent language and ambassador-like smile on her face turned the atmosphere around. Wise and calm, profound and humorous, objective and calm. And polite. Lao Tian was very happy that day, but Luo Yang was very confused.When Lao Tian was concluding, Luo Yang asked Shui Jing, what did you push me to say just now? Shui Jing quickly opened the doodle book, pointed to a head on it and said, look, does this person look like the boy who just said 'faith is a manifestation of laziness'? Big nose and kind eyes, and a mess of hair.Luo Yang smiled helplessly at the boy on the notebook.Well, like, of course. Shui Jing smiled smugly, and scribbled on the notebook again, look, does he look like Lao Tian now? Luo Yang almost spit out a mouthful of water, Sure enough, Ding Shuijing's actions made Luoyang suspect for a moment that the boy who spoke was Lao Tian's illegitimate son. But what Luoyang appreciates even more is that she didn't fail to notice everyone's appreciation for her speech. After all, it is impossible for someone who can make such a wonderful and generous impromptu speech to be someone who doesn't know how to understand the audience, but Ding Shuijing is like a habitual It's the same thing—it's not because of shyness and modesty that I avoid talking about Luoyang—it's just because I'm used to it, so I lazily have no excitement and pride. So Luoyang didn't praise her, didn't smile gently like other girls and said, ah, who said that there is no ink in the belly of a beautiful woman? ! Luo Yang has never been a person who likes to care about winning or losing and his aura. He is transparent in his heart and does things well, and he is also very popular, so naturally he will not feel inferior in front of her. But for some reason, he just didn't want to praise her. I don't want her to look at herself in surprise like she treats others, and then say lightly, oh, thank you, that's all there is to it, nothing special. Then in Ding Shuijing's heart, she will be classified as a certain kind of ordinary person, and there is no possibility of becoming special again. Yes, just trying to be special. It's just the first time I saw it, there was such a weird extravagant hope. Some people pass through your life many times without a trace, while some people are embedded in the depths of the brain circuit just once, and walk into the memory, as if they came uninvited. When get out of class was over, Chen Jing suddenly appeared at the door, beckoning him to the takeaway he was carrying in his right hand, and tilting his head gently with a smile. Luoyang saw Ding Shuijing's sly smile from the corner of his eye, gossiping just right. "Girlfriend?" she asked. "yes." He nodded to Ding Shuijing, picked up his schoolbag and left the classroom first. "Sister?" Chen Jing asked. "yes." Looking back, I saw the girl lying on the table looking at a certain point on the ground. The beautiful profile was like a quiet oil painting. The midday sun leaked into the lecture theater through the gaps in the thick wine-red curtains, hitting her just right. It's like God's favorite chasing light. "Sister?" He came back to his senses, and Chen Jing beside him was still smiling softly, there was no wave in the ancient well. "You asked just now." He smiled, took the takeaway with his left hand, and gently held her with his right hand.