time has waited for me

Jing Xian hugged his computer and rushed into the safe passage.

He pushed open the door hard, turned and leaned against the back of the door, looking up at the ceiling.

He knew he had lost his composure, and he also felt sorry for Cyan, saying "I'm sorry" was of no use.It was his own illness, unable to escape the shadow of that day, burning at a single point, no matter who Cyan was or what he had been involved with, this time Cyan didn't come to him on purpose, he just came to listen to the lecture, When encountering him leaving without saying goodbye, it is natural to ask clearly.

What's more, they still have such a strange relationship.

He shouldn't have turned his anger on Cyan.

But if Cyan hadn't appeared, these things wouldn't have happened, and he could still deceive himself.

Jing Xian breathed hard and tried his best to suppress the slight trembling in his body. He was never a person who would admit defeat.He has committed suicide once, he doesn't want to lose to himself again, doesn't want to lose to that cowardly self, doesn't want to cowardly choose to commit suicide again.

He's all right, all right, must be all right, he repeated to himself.

He can be safe and sound, and continue to be the most proud Jing Xian in everyone's eyes rationally and sensibly.

Jing Xian said "it's okay" countless times to himself, his complexion finally recovered, he took another deep breath, and returned to the office with his computer in his arms.

But he was still a little nervous, afraid that the colleague would mention the matter in the lecture hall to others, and was afraid that the colleagues would misunderstand him.

Knowing that his colleague is not a broken-mouthed person, the little devil who got sick because of his illness kept laughing grinningly repeatedly.

He was restless until he got off work, and there was nothing unusual before he went home with heavy steps.

While driving, Jing Xian was also a little absent-minded. He felt that he should see a psychiatrist.

People are very strange. For example, Jing Xian clearly knew that he was ill, but every time he went to see a doctor, he was very afraid, for fear that the doctor would tell him that his condition would get worse.The last time I went, the doctor said that he didn't need to take medicine, that his condition was still mild, and asked him to relax.

Are you going to take medicine this time?Is he sicker?

The doctor always hoped that he could tell the real reason for his bad mood, and wanted to have a good chat with him. He knew it, and it would be beneficial to the treatment, but he didn't have the courage to tell the doctor about it. He only said that he didn't know. The doctor was also a little helpless.

He can't pass his own level.

The more Jing Xian thought about it, the more disturbed he became, and the less he dared to see the doctor.

Ben is a person who doesn't like to eat. When he got home, Jing Xian didn't want to eat anything, didn't want to read books, didn't want to write papers, and walked around the house anxiously until the notification sounded on WeChat.

He hurried to open WeChat, no matter who it is, as long as someone finds it.

It's that kid.

Jing Xian was inexplicably relieved, and the child asked him: Teacher Jing Xian, did your lecture go well today?

It has been more than half a month since I first asked for advice on and off. The kid has a very good personality and is separated from the Internet. Jing Xian has gradually regarded this kid as a friend on the Internet. After thinking about it, he replied: It went well.

The child asked: What is it?

Jing Xian thought again and typed slowly: I met someone I didn't want to meet.

The other party seemed to freeze for a moment, the kid who always responded quickly, and then started typing again after a while, sending a message: Did the person you don’t want to meet do something that makes you unhappy?

Going further, it's a little deeper, and there is no need to talk too much with others.

Jing Xian then changed the topic: I have said many times, don't call me teacher.

The child said: Then how do you call the teacher?It is not polite to call the teacher by his first name directly.

He also sent a shy smile, Jing Xian finally twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking that the kid is very cute, he replied directly: You are a friend from far away, you can also call me brother.

Ai Qingying's breathing paused, it was a very strange feeling.

It seemed that the distance between the two of them suddenly became too much closer, and the sky bridge spanning the two seemed to be no longer difficult to climb, and it even gradually turned into a lovely rainbow, which could be easily crossed.

This time, the child was silent for a long time.

Jing Xian thought that the other party was busy with something, and after talking with the child, his mood improved a lot. He planned to continue writing his thesis, so he said: "My child, I have to work, see you later."

Ai Qingying looked at the three words "little friend" and typed each word one by one: "Okay, brother Jingxian."

The corners of Jing Xian's mouth turned up again, he was not the kind of person who would recognize his brother everywhere, this was the first time, he simply thought that the other party was cute, polite, and eager to learn.He thought that when he recovered from his illness in the future, if the child wanted to, he must meet the child in reality.

Jing Xian said "good night", then put down the phone and looked at the computer carefully.

Ai Qingying looked through the chat records with Jing Xian these days.

The moment Jing Xian asked him to call him "brother", he had an illusion of being loved.He has already grown up and matured, and he doesn't think he still needs excessive attention and love, but he likes the strangeness that may be called "heartbeat".

He looked at it and started to giggle, when he called "Brother Jing Xian" face to face, what would Jing Xian look like?

Maybe she will stare at him again, or roll her eyes, or even taunt him coldly.

The more Ai Qingying thought about it, the more excited she became, wishing she could jump to Jing Xian right now.Jumping is of course impossible, he actually just wanted to figure out why Jing Xian was unhappy, but there were some difficulties, Jing Xianli ignored him and didn't want to see him.

He thought of something, and he wanted to give Jing Xian a gift too!

He hurriedly got up again to call and communicate. If it was done, Jing Xian should be happier, right?Even if he did something wrong unintentionally, should he forgive him?

The next day, Jing Xian went to work, seeing that his colleagues hadn't changed in any way, he felt relieved.

In the afternoon, the uncle of the doorman called Jing Xian and told him: "Mr. Jing, a young man is looking for you."

Jing Xian's heart moved, and he asked, "What's his name?"

"He said an English name, I don't know, the young man is handsome and tall."

Jing Xian said directly: "Thank you Uncle Liu, I don't know him, so there is no need to let him in."

"okay!"

Jing Xian hung up the phone directly, Uncle Liu looked back at him, Ai Qingying said helplessly: "Uncle, I really didn't know that ID card registration is required here, so can I get it when I go home?"

Uncle Liu said: "Young man, Mr. Jing said that he doesn't know you. Even if you bring your ID card, I won't let you register."

Ai Qingying sighed, why is it so difficult to meet someone!

He asked again: "Uncle, what time do you get off work here?"

"It's 05:30 in the afternoon to get off work."

"Thank you!" Ai Qingying thanked her before leaving.

After get off work that day, when Jing Xian drove out, he saw Ai Qingying standing at the door.

It's hard not to see it, it's so dazzling, standing by the door, already attracted many people to look at him secretly.

Jing Xian was very surprised, and Ai Qingying obviously recognized him and his car. Seeing him coming out, she immediately walked towards his car with a smile.Jing Xian was terrified, afraid of being seen by his colleagues again, stepped on the gas pedal, and left immediately.

Ai Qingying was very disappointed, she must give a chance to ask clearly.

Ai Qingying is an extremely stubborn person, if Jing Xian doesn't see him, he has to wait.

Since that day, every afternoon at 05:30, he will show up at the door of the unit on time.Jing Xian's colleagues gradually discovered him, Qing Yinghuo, but the fire was in the underground niche circles, the colleagues only knew that he was a very handsome man, they didn't know him.For a while, everyone was discussing who the man was waiting for.

The colleague who met Ai Qingying before works in the museum, and Jing Xian and the others belong to two different office areas.

One day, he came over to Jing Xian and the others for a meeting, and after the meeting, they got off work together. When he saw Ai Qingying at the door, he was surprised and almost blurted out some words, but fortunately he shut up in time, and he turned to look at Jing Xian.

Jing Xian pursed his lips and didn't speak, his colleague acted as if nothing had happened, and got into another colleague's car.

Jing Xian's car stopped unexpectedly, and it stopped on the side of the road. He was sitting in the car, and Ai Qingying was standing under the high wall outside the car. The two of them looked at each other through the front glass of the car.Jing Xian really didn't understand, why did he have to come here, what's the point of understanding some things?

First of all, he can't really spend the rest of his life with men.Secondly, he can't hang out with such a person.In the end, he wants to remain rational forever, completely stay away from love, and some small buds that may emerge.

Let go of each other and live a new life, okay?

It's rare to be confused, isn't it?

Ai Qingying's mouth was also tightly pursed. A few days ago, when he was waiting, he was still smiling. These days, his expression became more and more serious.Jing Xian saw the stubbornness on his face, Jing Xian watched him for a while, then drove away.

Ai Qingying thought that Jing Xian would get out of the car this time, but she left anyway.

He wanted to give up.

No matter how good Jing Xian is, why should he humiliate himself?

Did he really feel that he wanted to die for this person?

does it worth?

It's really stupid to come and wait every day.

Ai Qingying's shoulders drooped, and he walked back slowly. As he walked, his cell phone rang.He took it out to look, it was a WeChat message from his elder brother Jing Xian: The one mentioned last time was this book.

What follows is a photo of what appears to be a bookstore in the background.

Did Jing Xian go to the bookstore?

During the chat a few days ago, Jing Xian mentioned that he would recommend a book to him, and he still remembers it, and even went to the bookstore to photograph it for him.

Ai Qingying was helpless, she was so kind to strangers, why couldn't she be nicer to him?

After all, they have slept so many times and traveled together, so there must be some affection, right?Even if it's just a relationship between friends.

Ai Qingying did not choose to give up, and he still came the next day.

The weather in Shanghai is getting colder and colder, and the sycamore tree by the door has already started to rain golden yellow leaves. At around four o'clock in the afternoon, the gloomy sky finally began to rain, and the rain became heavier and heavier. Delivered soon after get off work.

Jing Xian's desk was by the window, listening to the wind, he stared at the rain outside the window in a daze, wishing that that person wasn't there.

"Jing Xian, yours!" The female colleague's voice pulled him back, he turned around, and took the warm milk tea that the colleague handed him: "Thank you."

After the female colleague finished sharing the milk tea, she sat with another female colleague drinking milk tea and waiting for get off work, and the two chatted easily.

Jing Xian didn't drink milk tea, but still looked out of the window, and when he heard what the female colleagues said clearly, he said, "Yeah, I'm still at the door without even an umbrella."

"Who are you waiting for? Which little girl is so cruel?"

"He's so handsome that he's willing to let him wait every day, no, give it to me!"

The two female colleagues talked and laughed, feeling a little distressed, and even wanted to go down to give him an umbrella.

Jing Xian frowned tightly.

It was time to get off work soon, and colleagues left one after another. Jing Xian dragged on until after six o'clock, when the security guard came to turn off the lights. He had to take his bag and the cup of milk tea he hadn't drunk to go home.

No longer willing to face it, he still saw Ai Qingying who was still standing at the door of the unit.

On such a cold day, he wears a color-blocked shirt. He is already drenched through, and his hair is messily stuck to his scalp. He has no image at all. Even so, he is still the most dazzling existence in the world in front of him.

There are still so many people looking at him, including the uncle of their doorman.

Jing Xian's car stopped at the door, the windshield wipers shook over and over again, the traces of rain on the front window became more and less, the world between him and Ai Qingying was also suddenly clear, suddenly hazy, Ai Qingying's stubborn face was always Firm and sure.

You have to force him, right?

He won't get out of the car.

Jing Xian looked away and drove away.

Jing Xian's car had already driven away, even left the street. When he was about to turn a corner, suddenly there was a female high school student running across the road in front of him. He didn't know what he was thinking. He clearly saw it, but he still kept going. Driving, he was about to meet that girl when he suddenly came back to his senses and stepped on the brake anxiously.

The car was only one or two centimeters away from the girl.

The girl was not hit, but was so frightened that she sat down on the ground.Jing Xian hurriedly unfastened her seat belt, got out of the car, walked to the front of the car, reached out to help her, and apologized, "I'm sorry, I was driving too fast."

The girl was so frightened that her face turned pale, and with Jing Xian's support, she stood up, and said apologetically, "It's okay brother, I was the one who jaywalked, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Seeing that she didn't bring an umbrella, Jing Xian took an umbrella from the trunk and handed it to her. The girl thanked her several times before leaving.

Jing Xian sat back in the car with his hands on the steering wheel, but he lost all energy to drive.

Fortunately, it was raining at this time, there were not many people coming and going, and there were no traffic police, otherwise he would be scolded and fined.

Seeing the girl drenched in the rain like that, he realized that the reason why he almost bumped into someone was because he kept thinking about the person at the door of the unit, who was more pitiful than the girl.

Jing Xian looked gloomy, looking at the windshield wipers in front of the car that were still working hard.

In the end all he could do was sigh.

Did he owe that person in his previous life?

Jing Xian parked the car in a parking space on the side of the road, opened the trunk, took out his usual long-handled umbrella, and walked back with the umbrella open.

At the entrance of the unit, Ai Qingying still walked forward, Jing Xian really convinced, how stubborn is this! !

If he didn't come, would he have to stand in the rain all night?

The rain was so loud that Jing Xian walked behind him, and he didn't even know it.

Helpless and powerless, Jing Xian asked him, "What exactly do you want?"

Ai Qingying paused slightly, and looked back at him in disbelief.

Jing Xian asked again: "Tell me, what are you going to do? Besides you, I'm the only one left in the world? Don't work, don't study, just wait here every day? It's agreed to enrich yourself and start a new life. What about life?"

Jing Xian's voice was a little tired, he didn't have the capital to play more games with the person in front of him.

All is well so far.

However, the person opposite was full of grievances, Jing Xian even thought he was about to cry.

Jing Xian asked a series of questions, and he finally spoke, his voice was soaked in rain, wet and heavy, and what he said was indeed full of grievances, he said: "I just want you to hug me."

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