Eighteen bronze figures in the entertainment industry

She hid next to the building.

If I didn't pay too much attention to the front, I could see it with just a slight turn of my head.

The village mother's suit, an old scarf that has been washed to the point of hair removal, a long braid, a mobile phone in her left hand, and a striped bag in her right hand, and she can't see what's inside.

Maybe this meeting came too suddenly, she was not ready to face me yet, when my eyes touched her, she quickly lowered her head, gripped the phone more tightly, but said nothing.

As for me, from the moment I started chasing Jiang Yilan on the stairs, my body reacted faster than my brain. When I caught up with her and stopped after taking a breath, I realized that I had nothing to say and didn't know what to say.

Compared to our embarrassment, our phones are much calmer, they sing happily, as if this call is no different, my phone is lying on the ground spinning and vibrating, and her phone is singing in her hand.

The silence between us contrasts strangely with the melody.

But the duration was very short. After singing alone for a minute, her mobile phone hung up automatically.

"Summer." I heard her voice, and she still called me that, softly.

"..." There is always some warmth in my mind yesterday, but I can no longer call out the nickname I used to have.

I heard my own voice, which was much colder than I imagined: "Why are you here? I don't remember your home being around here."

Her house is on the other side of the city, and her sister's house is not here. She definitely didn't just pass by by chance, and I don't believe she came by chance.

Now, what reason do you still have to come here...

"I just ate at the nearby teacher Zeng's house. She gave me two portions of her own pickled food and asked me to share one with you. I wanted to ask the landlord aunt to give it to you, but I didn't expect that your advertising schedule will be canceled this afternoon. It's..."

She stood there, looking like she didn't know whether to advance or retreat.

"No, keep it... You and Qin Yue can eat." I said, after thinking about it, Teacher Zeng's home is indeed nearby.

"It's not for him."

It should be that my words backfired, she came over and gave me a pickled food from the bag.

I don't want to pick it up.

She said: "This is not my thing, this is Teacher Zeng's wish. Teacher Zeng cares about you very much. She said that she called you last time and told you to go. If you don't go, go see her when you have time and tell me when you go. Time, I won't come."

"..."

The last time Mr. Zeng approached me was when I had just left Yingying. At that time, the report had not yet been published, and the company had not been found yet.The reasons for not going, one is that I don't want to tell Mr. Zeng the current situation, and the other is because Mr. Zeng said that Jiang Yilan is coming too...

I smiled bitterly in my heart, in order to hide from Jiang Yilan, I have offended many people and failed many people in the past three months.Next time I have time to have a meal with Mr. Zeng, I will apologize.

I looked at the pickled food, looked at Jiang Yilan, and stretched out my hand: "Give me my spare key together."

She didn't speak, but took out the key and gave it to me.

The key that was taken out of her pocket still retained her warmth, but was exposed to the air and cooled quickly.I remembered what my aunt said she often came.

I asked her, "Did you come to my house when I went abroad?"

She said, "Yes."

I asked her, "What are you doing here while I'm not at home? Why are you here?"

But she didn't answer my question, she just said: "I only have this spare key, and I have returned it to you..."

"I asked why you came?" I raised my voice.

I don't know why, but I feel that my heart is getting more and more anxious, but she seems to be getting calmer and calmer, returning to the indifferent her more and more, maybe calmer, maybe more closed.

"I'm worried that the mimosa is left unattended."

I said, "Next time I'll find someone reliable to take care of me."

"Really, that's good..." She suddenly couldn't find any emotion in her words, as if she had hidden them.

But I don't know why, but these words without ups and downs made me feel sad.

I know that when people's emotions fluctuate, their tone will fluctuate.And she is the opposite.

The suddenly calm Jiang Yilan is the suddenly lost Jiang Yilan, I know.

But I couldn't let this sadness become my excuse. I looked at her, and the words on my lips felt cruel even to myself: "If you are so reluctant, how about I return it to you?"

"..." She was silent again.

And without saying anything, her eyes are also heavy. The sadness in her eyes makes me very upset.

Unprepared reunion, embarrassing and chaotic but caring from beginning to end, maybe I shouldn't call it unprepared, I could have pretended not to hear anything upstairs, but I still chased it down.

I was also silent, she didn't answer me, and I couldn't bear to ask again, and couldn't bear to hurt her again.

After a long time, I said, "It's cold outside, you should go home."

It's not like before, unlike before, after quarreling, as long as we can still sit together and talk, we can always end this long and suffocating thing in the end.

I can't talk about the present with her in a non-painful way, let alone ask her how she is with Qin Yue in a specific and persistent manner. Instead, I have to pretend to be a wise bystander who has left her life and ask her if she was injured. However, make a suggestion with a smile and ask her if a new start is ok, sorry this really can't be done.

I haven't sorted out this relationship, I have to face the fact that our static relationship is like cotton in water, it doesn't seem to expand, it seems to shrink a little, but in fact it is unbelievably heavy , so heavy that I can no longer lift it.

And what is it like with her?I don't know, she only replied me with one word.

"it is good."

She agreed to my proposal and took away the mimosa in my house.

I closed the door, wondering if I did it to myself. After the mimosa was returned, the pots and pans had to be returned, and all the things related to her in my hand in the past few years had to be returned at once, but thinking about it, I What I most want to return is the feelings I have for her, but the conclusion is that I will not return it for the time being.

I laughed at myself, people can accept your proposal to return things, but you still haven't returned the most important thing, what the hell is this.When I heard her agree to my proposal, I really felt like I jumped into my own trap. I felt that the thing that tortured me in my chest didn't decrease at all. The knot of love was getting tighter and tighter. I felt like I fell into a trap. .

But what can I do, I can only leave it to time, I feel that I have been hurt thoroughly enough to be ruthless, but in fact it is not, I dare not even watch her leave, even if my heart is already Dying, I still have unavoidable emotions.

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Accidentally, it's so late again...sleep and sleep~