Trajectory 2: entangled curves

Zhuge Qinuo followed Mi Bei out of the dance studio. It was already late.

"You've been drinking and can't drive." After walking out the door and closing it, Mi Bei suddenly spoke.

"It's okay. I'll take a taxi over there. I can just take a taxi here tomorrow." Zhuge Qinuo replied easily.

"What time will you be home tomorrow?" Mi Bei continued to ask.

"Just sleep until you wake up naturally," she replied.

"Okay, I'll take a taxi!" said Mi Bei.

"Are you going to send me off?" Zhuge Qinuo was a little surprised. "No need. I'm already such a grown-up and you still have so many friends. I can do it by myself."

After she finished speaking, she searched for her phone again, but couldn't find it after searching around her body: "My phone might have been left in there."

Just as he was about to go back, Mi Bei suddenly handed him his phone: "Go a little further ahead. It's hard to get a taxi here."

"You really don't have to see me off." Zhuge Qinuo wanted to refuse, but Mi Bei just turned around and walked in front of him, still carrying her small chain bag on her back.

If Zhuge Qinuo wasn't so sensitive about his small bag, he wouldn't have felt that this classic women's bag looked out of place on him.

Mi Bei is thin and skinny. He wears a black shirt, black overalls, a mask, a hat worn backwards, and his hands in his pockets. This look is natural on him.

Zhuge Qinuo really didn't want to trouble him, but he had no choice but to chase after him for her bag. Car keys, ID card, room card, all her belongings were in it.

"Are you happy today?" Mi Bei asked, seemingly 0.1 seconds after Zhuge Qinuo ran to him.

"happy!"

Mi Bei: "You can play longer next time."

"Next time? We can play a little longer this time. Didn't you want me to leave?" Zhuge Qinuo thought so but didn't dare to say it.

"I didn't expect you could dance." Mi Bei said again.

"Now that I think about it, I seemed to have been a little too excited just now. It was a little too embarrassing." Zhuge Qinuo said what was in his heart.

"No, don't be modest, you dance very well. How long have you been learning?"

Dancing should also be a topic that Mibei is interested in, as he was very proactive in chatting.

"Not long. And do you want to hear the truth?" She couldn't keep such a little secret.

"What?" Mi Bei tilted his head slightly.

"That song is the one that got me into street dancing. It's probably the song I'm most familiar with. Otherwise, how could I dare to dance to it?" Zhuge Qinuo's secret joy was written all over his face. "At that time, this song was very popular. Many dance studios were dancing to it. I thought it was very beautiful and wanted to learn it. Later, I signed up for a class. I've been doing it on and off for more than two years now. You know my situation. I'm not very active."

Mibei: “That time is indeed not long.”

"Is he very talented?" Zhuge Qinuo asked excitedly, almost jumping up and down, "Is he a talented player who was held back by the secular world?"

"Hmm!" Mibei's hair was surprisingly smooth.

"Hey, I was just bragging, why are you still talking?" Zhuge Qinuo was so excited that he took one step and jumped three steps.

"She doesn't look like a mother of two children at all? She's jumping around like a little chick. Are all sisters nowadays so cute?" There was no one else on the road, so he had time to observe and comment slowly.

I thought so in my heart, but I said obediently: "You dance very well."

He walked slowly, looked at her with a smile, and agreed with everything she said.

One is lively, the other is quiet, and they complement each other in the night.

When he reached the main road, Mi Bei stopped and fumbled for his cell phone to call a taxi.

In fact, what Zhuge Qinuo wanted to tell him was that he could call a Didi taxi or something directly at the studio entrance, and he didn't have to walk so far. But since Mi Bei didn't say anything after she stood still, she also chose to remain silent. Anyway, this road, it's gone.

The car arrived. Mi Bei opened the back door for her, shielded her head like a gentleman, closed the door, then straightened his hat and sat in the front passenger seat.

Speechless all the way.

When we were almost at the hotel, the driver seemed to think that Mi Bei was someone special, so he asked politely, "Do you want us to drive to the door?"

"No need." Mi Bei answered briefly.

Zhuge Qinuo understood Mi Bei's intention. Either he had something to say or he was just in case.

When the car stopped, I obediently followed Mibei's instructions and got out.

On the roadside, more than 100 meters away from the hotel gate.

After crossing a small road and entering the hotel, it is still 50 meters away from the hotel gate.

Mibe stopped.

"Mibei, do you have anything to say?" Zhuge Qinuo couldn't help but ask.

Although she couldn't see his face or color, just by using her sixth sense, just by looking at his back and the rhythm of his walking, she felt that Mi Bei had something to say.

"Em...say hello to your two little ones for me." Mi Bei said and handed the bag to her.

"No more?" Zhuge Qinuo asked with a look of disbelief.

"This shouldn't be the case!" she judged in her heart.

"Yeah." What he got was Mibei's affirmative answer.

"Okay, I will complete the task. Really, nothing else to say?" Zhuge Qinuo asked again tentatively, speaking very slowly, "Then I'll leave?"

"Okay." He said briefly.

"Well, thank you for sending me back. Be careful on your way back." She was as polite as ever.

"Okay." Mi Bei said, and turned to walk away. As he walked, he lowered his head and reached for his phone.

Before Zhuge Qinuo could say goodbye, all that was left to her was his back. She shrugged and walked towards the hotel.

Mi Bei got into the taxi, holding the cell phone in his left hand, as if thinking about something, and put his right hand into his trouser pocket, holding Zhuge Qinuo's car keys.

"You still say she's not your girlfriend? Isn't this stricter than controlling your wife? Is it necessary?" This was the text message his friend just sent him.

"Is this guy blind? Or has some serious brain disease. Me? Zhuge Qinuo?" Mi Bei looked down on him.

"The look back is beautiful; the vigorous dance is seductive. But I also fought back to be handsome and seductive. I didn't lose!" But I couldn't help but reminisce about the dance of the two people in comparison.

After thinking about it, I suddenly felt a feeling that I hadn’t had for a long time - loss.

"After tonight, we will return to our respective worlds and will no longer have any intersection!" He couldn't help thinking about this topic.

This feeling of loss made him panic and scared.

He had learned to hide his emotions and adjust himself early on, but today, he had too many unnecessary fluctuations. No, not just today, but every time this woman named Zhuge Qinuo appeared.

What scared him even more was that he actually began to fear losing this feeling that "made him panic and scared."

But what went wrong?

"Zhuge Qinuo!"

"Divorced! Mother of two! Eight years older than me!"

"How long have we just known each other? What am I thinking about, and what am I expecting?"

"It's ridiculous! It's unreasonable!"

"Am I crazy?"

Mi Bei tried not to let his mind wander.

"What's your room number? The car keys are still with me, I'll bring them over." Without even WeChat, Mi Bei took out his phone and sent her a text message.

The body is very honest!

However, she did not reply to the text message, nor did she stop the car, but continued to run towards his dormitory.