Chapter 130: How many truths can you tell me?
It turns out that reunion is similar to love at first sight. With a startling glance when you inadvertently raise your eyes, your heart loses control and you indulge him into your eyes.
The night covers the brilliance in people's eyes, and the moment when their eyes meet is more like a trance illusion.
The green voice bar on the mobile phone screen recorded tens of seconds of wind sounds and had begun to count down. Sang Nanxi hurriedly withdrew her gaze and swiped upward to cover up the evidence that she was absent-minded.
There was a steady stream of traffic on the road not far away. As a series of brake lights came on, the sound of sirens also began to ring in my ears. Amidst the noise, an inaudible sound came faintly from behind. Door slamming.
Sang Nanxi's eyelashes trembled, and he couldn't help but tighten his hands in his pockets, and walked out.
"Sang Nanxi." The ears half covered by the scarf could still clearly catch the familiar voice.
She was still walking forward with her head down, and a whistle sounded. Her already out-of-control steps kept moving back under the influence of external forces, and the cool breath embraced her from behind.
The person on the battery car glanced at the man standing behind her, suppressed the curse, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "Little girl, you are lost. You have to watch the road when you walk."
The bricks under my feet made a collision sound as the wheels ran over them. Several bricks that were already broken lifted up and fell into the gap again.
Sang Nanxi's face turned a little red, whether because of anger or annoyance.
She was unwilling to compromise on the matter that she would have just left alone without saying a word. Just when she was about to argue, the person behind her had already spoken first. It sounded like she was not a local: "Auntie, this is the sidewalk."
The people on the battery car turned the handlebars to avoid them and drove forward, while sarcastically saying in dialect: "Oh, oh, Are you so obedient? Just go and direct the traffic. You are a high-quality person.” . ”
In the blink of an eye, the battery car had passed the traffic light, leaving two silent figures under the shadow of the tree.
Sang Nanxi reached out to push his chest: "Let go."
Zhou Yubai consciously let go of his hand, "I'll take you back."
"No, the driver will be here soon."
He seemed to have anticipated her rejection and prepared his words. Wait for her here: "Then come to the car and wait, it's cold outside."
Sang Nanxi slowly shifted his gaze to his face. The outline of his facial features was much deeper than a month ago, and he was indifferent. Under his calm gaze, it seemed as if it was just a casual and well-intentioned suggestion from an ordinary friend.
But I don't know if it was because of the shadows of the night, but his eyebrows suddenly overlapped with the almost out-of-control outline when they parted that night.
"No..." The words of rejection were already on his lips, but the beeping sound of the battery car sounded again behind him.
"Fall in the middle of the road, young man." This time, it was a convoy of several battery cars that had been lined up.
The road next to it is blocked, so cars go to the non-motorized lanes, and battery-powered cars naturally crowd onto the sidewalk.
Everything that makes sense seems to have become unreasonable.
"Little girl, take your boyfriend and let him go." It was said in Yicheng dialect. Zhou Yubai couldn't understand it, and he had no intention of getting out of the way. The only one who was surprised was Sang Nanxi.
The person in the car behind stretched out his neck to look at them. Sang Nanxi bit his lower lip, stretched out his hand from his pocket and pulled his sleeve to the side.
Once you take one step, the next steps seem to have a reason.
It wasn’t until the car door closed, blocking out the cold wind outside the window, and she sat in the passenger seat that she gradually came back to her senses.
"Is it cold?" he asked. Sang Nanxi buried her head in her scarf and shook her head, her voice muffled: "The driver will be here soon, I..."
“What were you running for just now?” Zhou Yubai started the car and turned on the heater.
"I didn't run away." She replied confidently.
The lights in the car were not turned on, and the hand on her side gradually clenched into a fist.
Zhou Yubai reached out and flipped the blades of the air conditioner, and the warm air that was blowing straight towards his face changed direction.
"Is uncle okay?"
"Very good."
"Are you scared?"
Sang Nanxi didn't want to delve into the meaning of his words, but Subconsciously denying: "No."
The originally harmonious question and answer ended abruptly after this question.
Zhou Yubai tapped his knuckles on the steering wheel a few times, snorted a laugh from his nose, turned to look at her, and asked: "Xixi, how many truthful words do you have to me now?"
< br>His palm wrapped around her hand on her side, and it was ice-cold to the bone. It was the first lie she had ever told.
The wrist bones in the palm of his hand turned, resisting silently, Zhou Yubai held her cheek with his other hand, her eyes were lowered, Zhou Yubai's fingertips stroked her eyelids, covering her eyes. The makeup she wore all day has long since fallen off, and the cold moonlight cannot cover up the light cyan color underneath.
His voice was very low: "You're still scared, aren't you?"
Sang Nanxi didn't raise his eyes, but the emotion he had held on for a long time faded away after he asked again. In disguise, her eyes gradually turned red, and the water in her eyes condensed.
This is her second lie.
She realized the meaning of death from the moment her mother left.
In the hospital late at night, she was wearing the most beautiful dress, but her father was crying, and the cold instruments made a harsh sound. She reached out to touch her mother's face, which was cold, and then touched her eyes, but she couldn't. This time, no one picked her up and said, "Why are you so naughty? Mom is sleeping."
She was stunned and started to cry too. She didn't understand that in the morning, Her mother would also hold her hand and sing to her.
From that time on, she began to be afraid of hospitals. It was also from that time on that she realized that a person can only leave in an instant.
In these nights' dreams, she seemed to have turned into that little child in a floral skirt again, and the figures on the hospital bed changed, including her mother and her father. She woke up from nightmares one after another, but she didn't dare to let anyone around her the next day. People see everything.
Obviously, she had been enduring very well in the past two days, but at this moment, all the fear seemed to have nowhere to hide in front of Zhou Yubai.
The tears fell unsatisfactorily and hit the back of Zhou Yubai's hand, burning and hot.
Zhou Yubai hugged her into his arms, and his heart ached with her sobbing. He could only pat her back over and over again and comfort her in a low tone: "Okay, it's okay. I will cry like a little cat again.”
She didn't laugh through tears like before. Even when she cried, she was very measured. She only cried for a while, then she distanced herself from him, as if she was afraid that her tears would wet his clothes, and she used her clothes randomly. Wiping the tears from her cheeks with her hands.
The mobile phone on her lap rang, like a prelude to farewell. In this prelude, she found her reason lost in the warm wind and whispered: "I...I'm going home."
(End of this chapter)