Chapter 3 third chapter

I originally wanted to send Aunt Juanzi to the airport, but was declined. It is not popular to send her back and forth now, because it is too much trouble for people to go back and forth every three days. As soon as Juanzi went out, she called her. Danqing factually reported: "She went out to Paris." Smiling over there, the baritone voice is infinitely charming: "I'm calling from Paris." Ah. "You are Ruan Danqing?" "Yes." I didn't expect him to know her. "My name is Hu Shizhen, your aunt's friend." "Hi." Never heard that name before.

"Hopefully we can meet soon." Dan Qing said politely: "Yes, Mr. Hu." He said goodbye, Danqing gently put down the phone, turned off the electric switch, and locked the store door. Just turned around, someone asked: "Close so early?" Danqing raised her head and was stunned. "Er," she said, "er—" Dan Qing suddenly blushed, not knowing how to explain it. Standing in front of her was a frowning young man, but he was different from Zhang Haiming and Lin Jiankang. When Danqing made a face with him, she felt a sense of déjà vu. She was startled by her intuition and surprised Yu, it's hard to say.

Seeing Danqing stammering, he loosened his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Forget it." Danqing finally said four words, "Tomorrow please be early." He studied the opening hours printed on the glass door. "Okay, see you tomorrow." Turn around and leave. But the shocking feeling he brought to Danqing lasted for a long time. One side of her ear was hot, and she walked a little lightly. It has been many times, I really can't count how many times, since about fourteen and a half years old, Danqing has imagined that one day, someone will come over and simply say how are you to her, which will bring her shock, heartbeat, and joy , Shy, these miscellaneous, indescribable feelings, both happy and uncomfortable.

I never thought it would be today. Nowadays! She didn't wash her hair, forgot to put on makeup, wore old clothes and trousers, bent her back and rubbed her body to lock the door. It's over. A good beginning is half the battle. It seems that today's beginning has no future at all, and the first impression is the deepest. I am afraid that in the future, in people's minds, she will be a neutral person with an ambiguous image.It's over. She finally meets the most important figure of her teenage years, but not at the right moment. He showed up so out of season. In many beautiful and decent occasions, it was obvious that he could meet him, but they all failed.

But he said he would come back tomorrow. Is it too late to remedy? Danqing had mixed feelings, and stayed for a while before walking towards the station, but a voice came from behind him: "Ruan Danqing." One of her hearts jumped for no reason, surprising even herself. It was Zhang Haiming who was sitting in his car, "Danqing, I'll see you off." Danqing looked at him, he had already been in his car yesterday, he was really bold, it's true that he looks honest, but bad guys never check his forehead, after all, she doesn't know his details. His mother was in the Philippines, and his aunt was on her way to Paris. She was the only one left here. Danqing suddenly became cautious and shook his head.

Zhang Haiming was puzzled, "Danqing, why are you unhappy?" "I still have something to do." "I'll see you off, look at the long queue at the station." Most girls just like to be greedy for this little convenience. Danqing hesitated for a moment, but Zhang Haiming became anxious. He jumped out of the car, "What's the matter, Danqing, why are you ignoring me?" Danqing was embarrassed, "You can send me to the city." He breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought I offended you somewhere last time, which scared me." She gets into his car.

Haiming seems to have a good impression of her, too much, do you need clarification in time? On the one hand, Danqing likes the feeling of being cared about. Danqing knew that many girl students had more than one boyfriend, and always thought that they were asking for trouble, and sooner or later they would stage a show of fighting, which was too immoral and not good for others. But at this moment, she kind of understands the sweetness of being sought after. I couldn't help but turned my head away, looked at Zhang Haiming and smiled. Haiming's heart was settled. So he boldly asked tentatively, "What are you doing tonight?"

Danqing felt that enough should be enough, "I made an appointment with my father." "Oh," pause, "do you meet regularly?" Haiming's situation is very similar to hers, and he is very speculative when he speaks. "No," Danqing said angrily, "it all depends on what he likes." Haiming smiled, "I also have this kind of hesitation." Can't help Danqing not treating him as a friend, she was already lonely. She asked, "Who do you live with, father or mother?" Haiming shook his head, "I'm back this time, and I'll live with my grandparents."

"Where do you usually live?" "London, I'm a first-year student at Imperial College." Danqing was in awe, it turned out to be the case, admiration. "When I come back from summer vacation every year, I don't have any special programs, except that I am busy attending my parents' wedding." Dan Qing laughed, "Hai Ming, don't make fun of this topic anymore." "A joke is a real thing." And it will always be a thorn in his heart. "Forget it," she changed the subject, "when will you go back?" "After the summer vacation, after three months of storage, the bones are too lazy to be crisp."

"I have a good classmate who is also in London. Her name is Song Wenpei. I can introduce you to her." Haiming glanced at her and smiled, "Are you afraid I won't be able to catch up with girls?" "I haven't thought about it that way, don't worry about it." However, Danqing never thought of taking him as his own. "Surely you don't want to have dinner with me?" "Tomorrow, let me dress decently." "That's fine with you." But today Danqing is very inferior. A person, in front of the people he subordinates, can't hold his head up.

"Then I won't force you." "Thank you for your thoughtfulness." Not forced is gentle. Heming sent her home. For the rest of the day, what Dan Qing recalled had nothing to do with Zhang Haiming. ——Close so early? --never mind. Will he come tomorrow? It is not necessarily true that he is handsome. There are many people who are better-looking, taller, have a more beautiful voice, and are better at dressing up than him. He wears a short modified navy haircut, a white shirt, khaki pants, a pair of sandals, and is obviously bad-tempered, as he speaks with a frown. But personal feelings are unreasonable and unexplainable. Danqing and Haiming got along well, yes, but after another ten years, she would still only be able to get along with him as friends. She doesn't want to dance with him, and she doesn't mind being seen by him when she's down, and she doesn't think carefully about his smiles. Go to bed late and wake up late. Danqing washed her hair, put on lipstick, felt ten times more upright than yesterday, and then went out. When I arrived at the Juanzi Coffee Shop, I didn't change my uniform. In the end, I thought it was necessary to fight for my breath and willpower to overcome everything, so I put on the uniform. Someone pushed the door and came in, and Dan Qing bounced up. It's that beautiful girl, Lin Jiankang's girlfriend. "Danqing, has he been here?" Gu Ziyou asked familiarly. "No." She sat down, "Give me a cup of coffee, please." His voice was bitter, and his eyes were looking out of the window without focus. Of course Danqing knew what was going on. What else will it be. Danqing asked, "Have you visited No. 130?" Gu Ziyou turned his face away, "He's not at home." "Your coffee." "thanks." "The rain has finally stopped." "Yes." She said absently. Danqing smiled, Gu Ziyou, at this moment, you will never be free, your soul has long been imprisoned. I only heard her say: "...Like you is the best." "Me?" Danqing pointed to his nose, "Are you talking about me?" "That's not it," Gu Youyou said with sincere envy, "You are still a child, carefree." Danqing couldn't help but laugh, "Thank you!" "Why, don't you like to hear it?" Gu Ziyou raised his eyebrows. "He managed to survive until the age of seventeen, and you don't have to go anywhere if you call him a child and then a child." Gu Youyou couldn't help laughing, "I'm sorry, I thought you would accept compliments." Danqing has sharp eyes, "His red convertible is back." Gu Ziyou immediately jumped up, put down the two banknotes, and ran out quickly. Could it be that she has lost her freedom long ago, and it seems that there is an invisible rope that binds her tightly, and the end of the rope is held in the hands of others to be manipulated by others. The small sports car stopped, she leaned down, and talked to him, wait a minute, Danqing noticed, there was a quarrel, although she couldn't hear the words, she could tell from their expressions that it was quite intense. What happened? Danqing is very turbulent, and even if they are so close, they will quarrel. What's the taste of love? She involuntarily approached the window. Gu Ziyou shook his head and started walking towards the main road. Danqing clenched his fists and was anxious inside the house, yelling in a low voice, "Catch up, catch up." Someone behind him asked, "Who are you chasing?" Dan Qing brushed her entire blushing face, it was terrible, even her neck and shoulders were hot, she turned her head and stared at the spokesperson. I found out that it was the smiling old lady Ai. Danqing let out a sigh of relief. "Please sit down, where is Mr. Ai?" He opened the chair for Mrs. Ai. Looking up and looking out the window again, the little red sports car is gone, and the girl is also gone. Danqing was very melancholy, it didn't matter if she missed the scenery, but Gu Ziyou must not miss Lin Jiankang. Only old lady Ai said: "Mr. Ai has gone out, I asked him to wait here." "Where is he going alone?" It's amazing to walk around at such an age. Mrs. Ai is still smiling, and the wrinkles are gathered at the corners of her eyes. There are a lot of them, as if by magic, layers of skin are folded on each other. After laughing, they loosen and hang on her cheeks. tent. But Danqing doesn't think these wrinkles are ugly. She concentrates on research because she is interested in knowing what she will look like when she is seventy years old. "He went to pick up former students." "Does Mr. Ai teach?" Danqing serves coffee to the old lady. "Forty years as a schoolteacher." Danqing said, "That must be full of peaches and plums." The old lady smiled, "You still know this idiom, it's really not easy." Danqing felt embarrassed, "Hey, if I don't improve, I won't look like a foreign race from Planet Jiama." The old lady quickly patted the back of Danqing's hand to express her apology. "My granddaughters are all older than you, and my great-grandchildren are all one year old." "What a blessing." "Don't dare to be, Tolai, the four generations live under the same roof, and they get along pretty well." Danqing asks for advice: "What's the secret?" The old lady blinked, "I have a little idea." "Please advise." "People should keep their distance and respect each other." Dan Qing was taken aback, "Is it that simple?" "You'll understand in a few years." Danqing was angry about it, and almost everyone hoped that Ruan Danqing would be enlightened in a few years. Doesn't this mean that she is dull at the moment? "Where's your Aunt Juanzi?" The old lady looked around. "She has something to do, she went out." Old lady Ai sipped her coffee leisurely. Danqing stared blankly at her thinning white hair. At this stage, everything was cleared and the work was completed. She was in a peaceful state of mind, uncontested with the world, and she was like a fairy, able to walk against the wind. Mrs. Ai turned around and asked with a smile: "What are you thinking?" It happened that the phone rang, Danqing went to answer it, and raised his voice, "Mrs. Ai, Mr. Ai is looking for you." "Oh." She stood up tremblingly. Danqing moved the phone in front of her. It's really good, the two of them are still talking on the phone. The old lady said a few words, put down the microphone and said, "He told me to go up." Danqing was a little disappointed, "Come over for coffee." "He wants to find some information for a student," the old lady explained. "This student is his apprentice, and he is a very famous writer at the moment." "Really?" Danqing was overjoyed, but then said: "But all writers are famous writers in the hearts of relatives and friends." Old lady Ai laughed, "Who is a famous writer in your mind?" Danqing thought about it, "It only counts if the works are rich and popular with readers." "Who?" "Jin Yong has already finished writing, and Ni Kuang can be considered." "Of course, besides them, who else?" "Fang Dufei can be regarded as a rising star, and his books can be found wherever there are Chinese people." When Mrs. Ai heard the name, she burst into laughter, "Miss Ruan, you admit it." Danqing was both surprised and delighted, "What, could it be that the old man is the student of him?" "It's not this person." "But we all know that Fang Dufei lives in North America." "He has to come back to visit family." Danqing took a deep breath, "I really don't know how he wrote so many books." "Don't ask him this question, he said he was most afraid of answering." The old lady smiled. "If there is a chance, can I meet him?" "This—" the old lady hesitated, "I'll ask him." "He's afraid of meeting guests?" the smart Danqing guessed right away. "Well, there is indeed a solitary." "Then don't force yourself." "What a gentle and good boy, I want to go up, otherwise he will rush again." Danqing sent the old lady out. It's a pity that my aunt is not here, otherwise the two aunts and nephews would be excited for a long time. My aunt likes to watch Fang Dufei the most. After five o'clock in the afternoon, it's time for Auntie to arrive in Paris. Probably, I also saw that Mr. Hu Shizhen. Danqing can be sure that this Mr. Hu asked Aunt Juanzi to meet him in Huadu. Auntie is not easy to be tempted by others, which shows how important this Mr. Hu is to her. Danqing didn't expect middle-aged people to be so impulsive. In the evening, Danqing closed the store and cleaned the carpet with a steam cleaner. She was a little melancholy, the young man didn't come after all, so she was nervous all day in vain. Someone pushes the door. Danqing looked up vigilantly. Seeing Gu Ziyou standing outside the coffee shop with a pale face. Danqing hurried over and opened the door, "Are you uncomfortable? Come in and sit down." Gu Ziyou didn't say a word, sat down, buried his face in his arms, and refused to look up. Danqing understood her mood so well, poured her a glass of ice water, didn't tease her, just continued to work. After cleaning the carpet, Gu Youyou still maintained that posture, motionless. Danqing looked at his watch, couldn't bear to drive her away, so he simply took off the curtains and put them in the machine for washing. Then make a cucumber sandwich and enjoy it slowly behind the counter. Gu Ziyou sat like a statue. Danqing felt sympathetic, but at the same time felt uneasy and fearful. Everyone in love will encounter such a tragedy?Danqing was afraid that she would have cancer if she could not get married forever. Danqing gently put down the sandwich, Haiming came again, he pushed the door in rashly, and called, "Danqing, today—" Danqing raised a finger, put it on his lips, and then pointed at Gu Ziyou. Haiming immediately fell silent. There are a hundred question marks on his face. At this time, Gu Youyou raised his head and said wearily, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry to keep you from closing." Danqing stepped forward and asked, "It doesn't matter, do you want something to drink?" Gu Ziyou shook his head. Her face paled, like a colorful dress that fell into the floating water by mistake, all the brilliance faded, leaving only a faint shadow. She stood up, rubbed her paralyzed arm slowly, opened the door, and left. Danqing was worried. Heming asked, "What happened?" Danqing glanced at him, "Come on, help me hang the curtains." Haiming was very happy, "I obey." Danqing regretted the appointment, she was not in the mood to go out for dinner. She said: "I'm sweaty all over, let's do it tomorrow, I will treat you tomorrow." Haiming stared at her, "Tomorrow after tomorrow, there are so many tomorrows." Dan Qing laughed. "Who was that girl just now?" "Sad people." Haiming nodded, "I can tell." Danqing spread his hands helplessly. "Why let her affairs affect your mood." Dan Qing was startled, and said slowly: "Maybe it's because I've never been self-centered, maybe I think things hurt other people, maybe I like her as a person." Hearing what she said, Haiming didn't dare to say anything, for fear of offending his girlfriend. Fortunately, Danqing said, "I'll make you a scrambled egg with mushrooms." Haiming cried, "How can I get enough to eat, I'm a carnivore." Danqing couldn't help laughing, "I said earlier, there is still a piece of beef in the refrigerator." Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief. One small step, one small step, the two of them became familiar with each other. Danqing chose a Tennessee Waltz record to play. Every time he listened to this song, his mother and aunt would say: "When this song became popular, we were younger than Danqing." Where did it go. In view of this, Xiao Dan felt that every day he had to concentrate, so that he could say one sentence in the future: I have not wasted time. Danqing's cooking skills are much better than her homework. Aunt Juanzi once said: "You can cook well. When you go to a foreign country, the boys line up to pursue you. You can pick whoever you like." She is not worried about Xiaodan's future. So Zhang Haiming said in shock: "Where did you learn your cooking skills?" Added three points of love in my heart. Xiao Dan just smiled. This is learned from her mother, Ge Xiaojia, who is also quite talented. People who are talented in this area seem to have inspiration. How much salt to put and how much sugar to put in, it is good for them. However, this unique skill did not bring Ge Xiaojia anything. So Danqing refused to show his talent in a leisurely manner. As a human being, it seems that there are regrets in everything you do. Danqing held a cup of coffee and watched Haiming gobble it up, and listened to his compliments, feeling very comfortable. Still, her eyes were fixed on the window. What are you waiting for? She lowered her face. Haiming helped her wash the dishes, just like a good helper. He wiped his hands and suggested, "Danqing, let's go to the movies." Xiao Dan shook his head, "Sitting in the dark for more than an hour, I completely lost myself, not what I wanted." "You know," Heming stared at her, "you're such a peculiar girl, but remember telling me just now that you're not self-centered." "It varies from person to person." Dan Qing smiled. It is true that pretty girls are hard to wait for, and Haiming has learned it now. "what you up to?" "go home." Haiming was disappointed, he wanted to see her for a while, it didn't matter, there was still tomorrow, he cheered up a little. He watched her turn off the electric switch, lock the door, and send her home. Danqing also knows that in modern times, boys don't take over easily, and they no longer spend time and trouble performing such insignificant rituals for mere politeness. Danqing understood what Haiming meant. But this is summer, when the weather is hot enough, people will feel dizzy and have hallucinations, so summer romances cannot be taken seriously. When the weather cools down and the mind gradually clears up and returns to normal, people will regret it and be confused I don't understand why so many things happened in one summer. "Haiming." Xiaodan thought it was appropriate to give him a warning. Haiming smiled at her at the red light. "Haiming, it would be a pity if you think it's not enough for us to be good brothers." As soon as Zhang Haiming heard this, his left foot loosened, the clutch lost control, and the car stalled. The brothers stared at the neon lights outside the street, kept silent, and pretended to be fine. The cars behind them sounded their horns impatiently, urging them to make way. Zhang Haiming finally restarted the engine. But he didn't speak again, the beef he ate just now seemed to be stuffed into his stomach like a lump of iron, and he would fall into a hole at any time, suffering unspeakably. Xiao Dan also knew that he was serious. But she was inexperienced, didn't know how to beat around the bush, and didn't know how to maintain a distance. Apologizing to Haiming at this time will inevitably add weight, and the description will become darker and more embarrassing, so she has no choice but to keep her mouth shut. When she got home, she got out of the car. "Little Dan." Haiming called to stop her. She turned her head away, eyes begging for forgiveness. Haiming felt that his feet began to melt, and the feeling continued to rise until his chest became soft. He sighed and said, "Xiao Dan, good friend." He stretched out his hand. Danqing heaved a sigh of relief, and held Haiming's hand tightly, jumping for joy. Haiming also feels a little bit more than he can ask for. Xiao Dan was sweating, and only then did he realize that he made a mistake and did it right once. When I got home, I found my back was covered with sweat. It was the first time she realized the complexity and difficulty of interpersonal relationships. In the evening, my mother made a long-distance call and said a few words. As for Auntie, she should also report her safety. But she didn't, she seemed to have completely forgotten that there was such a nephew, such a little bit. Xiao Dan fell asleep angrily. The air conditioner was turned on too low, preventing Xiao Dan from sleeping soundly.She dreamed that Aunt Juanzi was wearing white clothes and gloves, pushing her and calling her. In the haze, Xiao Dan felt his hairs stand on end, and suddenly woke up, sitting up in a daze. She went to turn off the air conditioner, and the sky was already pale. White gloves. It's so strange that my aunt didn't wear gloves when I sent it. There is no need to wear gloves in winter in this city. In Xiaodan's impression, only the heroines in old Cantonese films from the 1950s were nervous and pretended to wear hats and gloves to show their nobility. How the pair of white gloves broke into the blurred world in the dream is unknown. Dan Qing couldn't really see Auntie's face, and didn't know whether she was sad, happy, surprised or angry. This dream is too bizarre, and has an ominous omen. Danqing quickly opened the venetian blinds, the golden sunlight hit her eyes, and she breathed in the fresh air, forgetting most of the dream. Wow, another day. The youngest of us is only at this moment, and if we stay for a while, we will be older than before. When Danqing washed his face in the mirror, he murmured: He didn't come. It’s fine if you don’t come forever, the worst thing is to come and never come again, so it’s lucky not to come at all.Going on, Danqing sighed and put down the towel, which was about to become a mysterious Buddhist salutation. When I have time, I make a few phone calls to find my old classmates, but they are not at home when they are traveling or doing things. Xiao Dan was in a slump, and said angrily: I also have a place to go, so I went out to Juanzi Cafe. Coincidentally, when the store opened, someone delivered the goods. Boxes were piled up outside the door. Xiao Dan counted the number according to the order, signed it, and let the workers go. She muttered, based on the store's business volume, the inventory was enough to last until 2000, and most of it seemed to be for her own use. She bent down to lift the goods. "no." She was taken aback. "Wrong posture, if you dodge your waist, you will be in trouble." Xiao Dan said: "Then help me carry it." It doesn't matter who he is. "You didn't say it earlier." The man walked across from her, lifted a box of coffee beans, and met Danqing's face, causing her eyes to widen and her movements to freeze. I only heard the man ask: "Little brother, is there no one to help you?" Little brother? Danqing almost died of heart failure immediately.