run to him

Jiang Ziyi, being moved by the mountain city, sent Jing Ye home in the middle of the night.The sand area is brightly lit, but it does not extend to the residential buildings hidden behind the narrow and dense paths.

When he got out of the car, Jiang Ziyi helped him carry the suitcase, and looked at the gate of the residential area: "Do you really need me to take it in for you?"

"That's all, no need." Jing Ye patted him on the shoulder, "Thank you."

"It's all my brothers, thank you!" Jiang Ziyi deliberately yelled at him fiercely, waved his hand when he was done, and got into the cab again, "Let's go!"

Jing Ye nodded and saw Jiang Ziyi driving up the slope.When he turned around and came down again, he stretched out a hand from the car window and shook Jing Ye vigorously again, leaving a sentence of "Contact me another day", the red taillights and Jiang Ziyi's voice disappeared from the field of vision together, Xiang Xiang on the side of the hillside The camphor tree shook twice.

It's true that Jiang Ziyi didn't need to send him off. He could walk around here with his eyes closed.

Not only him, including Jiang Ziyi and Lin Chan, spent their childhood in this residential area.The factory of my grandparents used to be nearby, and the houses of my parents’ generation were all in the same area. It was only one bus stop away, and there were schools, hospitals, vegetable markets around... everything.

Jing Ye walked home on the path, raised his head from the downstairs of the apartment building, and saw a little bean-sized faint light on the fourth floor.

I didn't know how to glance to the side, trying to cross the high wall of the community from the night to see if there was any movement in the next door.

The dark window faced him squarely, Jing Ye heaved a sigh of relief.

The worry of "meeting Lin Chan at any time" weighed on his chest. Jing Ye couldn't say whether he was mentally prepared, but now seeing that Lin Chan's grandma's house was empty—or she was already asleep—it seemed that his sentence was sent to him. Pushed back a day.

Actually, a bit hypocritical.

Why should he be entangled in that little conflict back then?

Running away without saying hello, not only to Lin Chan herself.

At that time, his heart was hanging on the north, and he finally waited for the opportunity. After making a decision, he would kill his father first and then play it. Decide.

This is not something shameful, at worst, when we meet in the future, apologize, and then coax him, brother shouldn't be a dove. The movie appointment with you——

Yes, they had a movie date at the time.

But it's just a movie, even if he can't watch that scene back then, now he can buy Lin Chan the biggest popcorn.If one game is not enough, there are only two games. The friendship between teenagers should be cherished. He doesn't need to lose a boy because of a little misunderstanding.

However, there is also a high probability that Lin Chan is no longer a naive junior high school student. He has grown up and thought about it. Now he is not angry at all?

Thinking in another way, Lin Chan, no matter how small she is, after three years, probably won't care too much about a missed appointment.

Everyone grows up, he should trust Lin Chan.

Thinking of this, Jing Ye finally relieved the unknown depression in his heart.

Jing Ye’s house was allocated by his father’s unit when his parents got married, and it was a very good duplex at that time.Although the area is not particularly large, it can accommodate a family of five, and there is a cute little balcony where you can grow vegetables.

Before going home, Jing Ye said that there was no need to pick up or wait, but when he opened the door, he still saw his mother in the living room.

Ye Xiaohui heard that he didn't have dinner and cooked a bowl of noodles. Jing Ye ate it in a hurry and said good night to his mother.He washed up sloppily and went upstairs to his room.

The weather cooled down, and the bedding was replaced with a relatively thick duvet. The windows had been closed in advance, and the bedside lamp was on. A little warm white filled the bedroom, which was as warm as his home.

Jing Ye collapsed on the bed, feeling that compared to the modern apartment provided by the company, this small room with custom-made furniture more than ten years ago is his safe haven.

Back here, sensing everyone's breathing, he felt more at ease than ever.

It may have been too long.

On the first day when he was wrapped in the moist evening wind again, Jing Ye had a good night's sleep.

There was nothing in the dream, and it was almost noon the next day when Jing Ye woke up.It was not a working day, but Ye Xiaohui and Jing Juntao were not there. When he went downstairs, he saw his grandfather sitting in the living room peeling beans and watching TV.

"Xiao Ye has woken up." Grandpa said cheerfully without raising his head.

Jing Ye said "um", looked left and right, but didn't see grandma, and asked, "Is grandma not at home?"

"She's looking after the store, and the cashier has something to ask for leave today." Grandpa said half-complainingly, "Xiaoye, can you take your lunch to grandma later? The small kitchen over there is too narrow and inconvenient. "

Jing Ye was drinking water, and agreed vaguely.

At noon, grandpa made several home-cooked dishes he likes, such as twice-cooked pork, sweet and sour pork ribs, all of which are meat.When he was young, his grandfather was a chef, but now he still refuses to accept his old age. He seems to care more about Jing Ye's loss of weight in the past few years since he went to Beijing than he cares about Jing Ye's career.

Jing Ye took advantage of the situation and acted coquettishly: "Grandpa, I want to eat your pickled fish."

How can this not satisfy him?Grandpa immediately patted his chest to show that he knew you liked it, and he bought the vegetables in the morning, just waiting for you to ask, don't worry, there will be some when you come back at night.

Jing Ye got the promise of a big meal, and after the meal, he picked up the lunch box prepared by his grandfather and went out happily.

The destination is at the gate of the community. After retirement, grandparents can't stay idle, so they choose to open a convenience store with the support of their parents.At first there was only a small shop, but after years of operation, the two elderly people insisted on making a second spring in their careers. So far, even if the cashier is hired, grandma still runs there every day.

10 minutes walk to the supermarket.

Jing Ye wore a pair of low-key black-rimmed glasses. He had just stepped into the door, and with an electronic sound of "Welcome", the curtain of the small duty room behind the cashier was lifted, and a hale and grey-haired old lady walked out.

"Grandma!" Jing Ye put the lunch box at the cashier, "I miss you so much!"

The old lady was not as talkative as grandpa. Hearing this, she snorted coldly and avoided Jing Ye's warm hug: "Hmph, I don't miss you at all. Tell me, are you going to leave as soon as your butt touches the stool this time?"

Jing Ye scratched his hair: "No, my manager gave me a long vacation."

Grandma's face softened slightly: "What long vacation?"

Let me adjust my mentality and think about the long vacation that I will take in the future... Jing Ye would not say such things truthfully.After several years abroad, he has learned to report good news but not bad news, even in the most embarrassing time, he never complained to his family members.

So Jing Ye opened his mouth and made up: "Ah, didn't you get tired from filming a while ago? She said, you didn't even stay at home for a few days during the Chinese New Year. Recently, you have less activities and more rest when you go home... But grandma, Not all relaxed, I took the script home and read it."

The old man didn't understand the operation of the entertainment industry. Seeing that Jing Ye said everything, he couldn't pick out the thorns for a while, so he said suspiciously: "Okay, then you live here first, and we will talk about other things."

After saying that, grandma picked up the lunch box and walked into the small room.Just as Jing Ye was about to follow, grandma turned her head and pointed to the empty cashier: "The cashier is on sick leave, please take a look at the store."

Jing Ye: "..."

I really didn't see him as a half-star.

The small supermarket is located in the middle of several residential areas, and there are many old neighbors nearby. Familiar faces call this uncle or mother-in-law when they meet downstairs or on the street.At first, he was worried about whether he would be recognized, but after a while, Jing Ye found that no one seemed to care about him, so he sat calmly behind the cashier.

At this time, it is not around the meal time, let alone the peak time for walking at night, and there are not many customers in the supermarket.Jing Ye was happy and leisurely, chatting with grandma while playing games non-stop.

"Grandpa said to make pickled fish tonight, grandma, I still want to eat crispy pork."

Grandma's voice came from the small window of the duty room: "Ask your grandpa to do it."

Jing Ye: "Don't, he's not as delicious as yours."

Grandma seemed to be smiling, and answered a few "yes" in a row: "I'll go back and make it for you early, make more, and I can cook crispy meat and pea soup tomorrow."

"You are the best for me." Jing Ye said with a smile.

After the meal, grandma fulfilled her promise and went home immediately to fry crispy meat for Jing Ye.As for the store, she unceremoniously asked Jing Ye to temporarily replace the cashier, and told a bunch of precautions for buying later.

Jing Ye didn't remember how many times he had done these things before, and as a skilled worker, he repeatedly agreed.

Convenience supermarkets don't need Jing Ye to have a lot of work, and don't need to go around.In the past, he had to count money and get change, but now that mobile payment methods are developed, he can solve most of the business as long as he can scan codes and keep accounts.

On Sunday afternoon, Jing Ye greeted a dozen customers, took time to call Zhao Lu back to say that everything was fine, and chatted with Jiang Ziyi...

There is nothing to do.

He really did what he told Zhao Lu, and went home for vacation.

With the pent-up emotions accumulated in his heart since last night dissipated, Jingye Cat rested his chin on a palm-sized place, staring at a customer who was picking out tissues in the surveillance camera, and yawned.

Zhao Lu's message popped up on the phone screen: During this period of time, I have only one request for you, not to suddenly reveal any girlfriend, let alone a man.

Jing Ye replied: "Sister, I've said it ten thousand times, I'm straight."

Zhao Lu: [smiles]

Can't tell whether it's sarcasm or politeness, Jing Ye stared at this expression, and his back felt a little cold.

In autumn and winter, the rare sunny day in the mountain city, the sun is not as warm as in midsummer.The entrance of the supermarket faces west, near dusk, the shadows of trees, bicycles and pedestrians passing by from time to time, through the glass windows, the light is bright again after a while.

"Welcome." The electronic voice dutifully reported.

Jing Ye, who was shrunk behind the cashier counter, raised his eyes reflexively, but was stunned when he saw the person coming.

Backlighting, only a silhouette.

He is much taller than he remembered, and his hair is no longer fluffy like a boy. As for his brows and eyes, he can't see clearly for the time being, but the movement of pulling the schoolbag with one hand, the slightly raised left shoulder...

As if sensing something, the visitor turned his head, and a youthful but childish face fell into Jing Ye's eyes.

"Lin Chan?"

Jing Ye shouted, his throat seemed to be scalded by a fire from nowhere, and his vocal cords were trembling.

The short-haired boy's pupils dilated slightly, and then he returned to calm, even with a bit of indescribable disgust, he withdrew his gaze and walked straight to the supermarket without looking at Jing Ye again.

Jing Ye was ignored by him, and the thought of "he is still angry with me" instantly occupied his mind, and his emotions directly dominated his body.

He took a step out of the cashier counter, grabbed Lin Chan's arm, and said something hastily, without beginning or end: "Lin Chan, don't you know me?"

The boy withdrew his hand abruptly, and when he met his gaze, his slightly drooping eyes seemed to be frozen with icicles, and when he spoke again, his voice was also cold:

"Don't touch me, scumbag."