Trajectory 2: entangled curves

The two get in the car.

"Mibei?" Zhuge Qinuo wanted to try the Bluetooth in the helmet.

"Hmm?" Sure enough, there was a response.

Zhuge Qinuo: "I've met your friend so many times, but I still don't know his name? That's a bit rude."

Mibe: “A lot of times?”

Zhuge Qinuo: "That's twice. What's his name?"

Mibe: “It doesn’t matter!”

Before Zhuge Qinuo could say anything else, Mi Bei changed the subject: "Did you take a picture of me?"

Zhuge Qinuo: “No.”

Mi Bei: "But I just saw you taking a photo with your phone."

Zhuge Qinuo: "It's too ugly, I deleted it."

Mibe: “Impossible.”

Zhuge Qinuo: "There are so many lenses, why are you asking me? Ask others. They are professionals."

Mi Bei: "Send me later. The road down the mountain is difficult to drive, so you better hold on tight."

After going down the mountain, the two had a simple meal and went back to their own places.

After separating from Mi Bei, Zhuge Qinuo just lay down on the bed when he received his WeChat message.

There are two pictures. In both pictures, she is cheering, with a distorted facial expression, messy hair, and exaggerated body movements.

The two pictures were followed by a comment from Mibe: "This..."

Zhuge Qinuo knew that it was meaningless to talk about whether to delete it or not, after all, the person who took the photo was definitely not him.

"Those friends of yours are really mean to you. They chose to send you photos like this."

"But, who can blame some people for not having a cheerleading team?

My people must have everything that others have."

Zhuge Qinuo teased back stubbornly.

"Your people?" Mi Bei replied.

Zhuge Qinuo: "Leo, Leo, I am a little overbearing, please forgive me."

Mibe: “Are you a Leo?”

Zhuge Qinuo: “Yes!”

Mibe: “Me too!” (Shake hands)

Zhuge Qinuo: "I know. And, dear, this is not the point!"

Mibe: “What’s the point?”

Zhuge Qinuo: "The point is that those cheerleaders during your games at night are all their own people. Did you know that?"

Mi Bei: "I know, so aren't you invited to come and show your support?"

Zhuge Qinuo: "That's right, it's like bringing a group of relatives and friends to compete."

"Then I have to stand up?"

"After being a family and friends group for so long, my throat is almost sore from shouting."

Mi Bei: "Then thank you, dear friends!"

He also added: "One person cannot form a group."

Zhuge Qinuo: "It doesn't matter!"

Mibe: “What’s really important?”

Zhuge Qinuo: "The most important thing is that you won the motorcycle race, and I cheered for you and didn't lose the game."

Mibei: "Wow, so awesome?"

Zhuge Qinuo: "Then you must not lose. You are a Leo!"

Mi Bei: "I didn't realize that. Come on, you can fight like this."

Zhuge Qinuo: "Why didn't you see that?"

"Don't those two photos prove it? Can't you see that I work really hard?"

So they were waiting here! Mi Bei discovered that Zhuge Qinuo had gone through so much trouble just to explain the photo. Thinking about it, it was even more ridiculous.

After chatting for a few more sentences, and not knowing how it all happened, Mi Bei finally got the photo from Zhuge Qinuo.

The moment the photo was sent out, Zhuge Qinuo finally understood what a vixen was. She had said before that she hadn't taken the photo, so how could he happily send the photo without any precautions? It was really a slap in the face.

We said good night to each other, which meant the end of another encounter.

Mi Bei lay on the bed, continuing to touch his phone and looking at the photos of the event he received.

He has all the pictures.

I had only flipped through a few pictures when I saw Zhuge Qinuo. Her "fully armed" sweater outfit stood out because it was out of place.

When he found the photo of her refueling, he was surprised that she had this side. He saved it and used it to tease her.

Now, he saw it again, even though it was just a photo, but when he calmed down and combined it with the conversation he had just had with her, he could imagine her being uninhibited and screaming at the top of her lungs.

She smiled at the pictures and continued to flip through the pages, there were a few more pictures of her standing beside him as he held up the helmet.

In the only photo of them looking at each other, he was smiling and she was looking stunned.

Thinking of her gliding away, he laughed out loud. Yes, she ran faster than a thief. She never cooperated well in taking these photos.

Keep flipping, there are no more photos of them.

Just as I was about to exit the program, my peripheral vision caught sight of the conspicuous sweatshirt again.

There is a photo of Zhuge Qinuo alone.

In the photo, she was wearing a mask, sitting on the side of the road, with her chin in her hands.

Mi Bei could feel that the photographer must have liked this scene very much at the time and took the photo very carefully.

Using different exposures, light and shadow formed lines around her.

Mi Bei's vision became blurred and his eyes fell on the photo.

At that moment, among the noisy crowd, only her world was quiet. Loneliness was her friend.

The camera was not close, she was wearing a mask, and it was a side profile, but Mibei seemed to understand her expression.

Alone, but not lonely.

She is happy, relaxed and at peace.

He remembered the look in her eyes when she was happy about his victory.

He believed that at the moment the photo was taken, she must have been smiling under the mask.

Mi Bei couldn't help but have a lot of thoughts.

Their meeting, the accidents between them, formed memories and played out in his mind.

At night, all the cells in his body became more active, and he had to start thinking about some problems.

8 years older?

A mother of two children?

Divorced?

He began to doubt the discrepancy between Zhuge Qinuo in the photo and the information he had learned.

Her experience makes her decisive and gives her just the right sense of propriety in many situations.

Since I met her, she has always been organized and clear-minded in doing things.

Having seen her interact with children, her love for them is tender and gentle.

When getting along with others, he is always polite and courteous, always making people feel like spring breeze. He is warm and safe, but always a little bit cool, keeping the appropriate distance.

He had seen her leave the crew and go home to live her life, and he felt a little confused.

But he had never seen her so presumptuous as she was today.

It was as if I saw her ten years ago, when she could be free and unrestrained, crazy and willful, quiet and beautiful, and not be tainted by the world.

In the photo, it seems like her present is talking to her past. Just like what is shown on TV, her soul and body are completely integrated.

The her in the photo is her present self who finally owns her past.

Finally he came to a conclusion that satisfied him.

Mibe liked this photo.

It is not an industrial product and is not deliberately posed. It looks so natural, clean and real.

He set this photo as the background of their chat interface.

Before going to bed, he posted the only photo she took for him with her mobile phone, which was not very high-definition, without even turning on the night mode, on his Weibo.

There is no technical content in the photo, and he has not done any photo editing.

Tonight, Mi Bei felt like something was broken in his heart.

Besides him, there were some other people who couldn't sleep in the middle of the night.

Zhuge Qinuo saw Mi Bei's Weibo post. His heart was pounding!

His every frown and smile, like a group of dancing demons, is captivating and charming in the quiet night.

If accidentally entering the crew was an adventure, then every time I spent with Mibei outside of filming was a dream.

The dream begins when we meet and ends when we part.

Zhuge Qinuo wanted to have a good sleep, and wake up tomorrow, the dream would be over. She would still be herself, with many realities to face.

Over the years, she has developed the ability to maintain her state of mind.