caught off guard love

——If I can stay with you for a lifetime, I will never dislike the secluded residence in the deep mountains, tailoring work and spinning floats, waterfalls in narrow mountain streams, and work of chopping wood.

Jiang Mingwu waited patiently, waiting for Ye Keke's call and return.

Willingly, rather than being coerced or tempted.

This time, she didn't use any tricks, no longer asked the people around her about everything.Of course, there are also good people such as Hao Xiangnan, who will also flatter Ye Keke's whereabouts to her intentionally or unintentionally.

Jiang Mingwu let it go, noncommittal.

When you are not embarrassed, the one who is not interesting is the other party.Jiang Mingwu didn't even raise his eyes.

"Oh, is that so?" "Thank you." "Thank you for your hard work." She said polite words, listening to every bit of Ye Keke's words and hiding them in her heart.

Can only be heard, arranged, right or wrong about you and me...

Hao Xiangnan asked Qian Jianxiong on the phone, "Have I been flattering again?"

With Mei Jiao Niang in his arms, Qian Jianxiong glanced at the sky, winter is coming.

—Winter has come, can spring be far behind?

So he came up with a feeling: "Who isn't groping? It doesn't matter, as long as you are sincere, you will find gold and stone."

Lucy beside him was dissatisfied with his behavior of answering the phone while watching a movie, and muttered, "Who is it?"

Qian Jianxiong mercilessly cut off the phone, and Hao Xiangnan listened to the blind voice of "beep beep" on the other end of the radio wave, and became even more depressed.

--Faith will move mountains to open.

Cheng Xiaoqi taught Jiang Mingwu this eight-character motto a long time ago.

But she didn't understand before, what is sincerity?Is it the sincerity of the sperm?She doesn't have sperm, can eggs work?Oh, no.just kidding.

Then - let's build a castle with gold bricks, anyway, it is also "gold" and "city".The pronunciation is similar, so it can be replaced?

If you are not happy enough, it means that the bags you bought are not expensive enough, and you don’t buy enough lipsticks;

There is nothing that cannot be solved by spending 100 million. If there is, then spend 1000 million.

Now, Jiang Mingwu felt that this might not be the case.She is too underestimating the enemy, too playful, and too arrogant.

Self-confidence is an advantage, but arrogance is fatal.

Money can bring her worldly happiness, but it cannot give her worldly warmth and the original her.Money can indeed buy a lot of things, but it cannot buy a heart, a piece of sincerity.

Jiang Mingwu started to commute to and fro every day, and was stationed in a small apartment in the city center.The daily check-in task, in addition to sending Ye Keke a long paragraph of love letters, is to read a lot of books that Ye Keke has left in the apartment from the old books she has read.

This is Ye Keke's last clue to her, and also her last and greatest kindness.

She is a duckweed without roots.

For Ye Keke, this huge fashion capital city is nothing but a bunch of so-called "family members" who are only looking for profit.

There is no warmth, no concern, and no responsibility.Therefore, God of Destiny is also fair in a sense, so she can wander around without a trace.

She was not wrong about her, she was a free soul, inattentive, fleeting.

And the only clue - Jiang Mingwu's eyes fell on his hand, extremely gentle.

She fumbled for a book with traces of time on it. The red cover had been eroded into brick red by the years, and there were dots of white on the folded spine.Every page-turning of the owner is not in vain, it preserves the mood at that time in another form.The dots of white are the traces of history and the gift of the past, like snowflakes falling on red bricks and green tiles, like elves leaping into the heart.

These ancient, unremarkable books are the only clues to Ye Keke.

Jiang Mingwu cherishes it very much.

A person's experience is nothing more than reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles.In the first half of Ye Keke's life, restricted by material conditions, she was huddled in the small world of this city, and only these books smelling like ink accompanied her through sleepless nights after sleepless nights.

Therefore, these ancient books have also become Jiang Mingwu's companionship and salvation every night.

Read the books she has read, see how her world view and values ​​were formed, and experience the baptism of words she has experienced.

After seeing a lot, I gradually figured out some ways.

Everyone's reading habits are different, and it may even trigger a "war of the century" between lovers.

Some people bathed and changed their clothes before, wishing to burn incense for three days before turning to the first page;

And some people are not as good as the toilet, so they can't read;

Someone finished it, there is no trace of folding, and the whole book is as clean as new;

Some people are used to holding a pen and painting and drawing, just like elementary school students taking notes in class.

Ye Keke sits somewhere in between.She cherishes books, but also leaves her mark on every book she passes.

On the cover page, it must be written where it was purchased on a certain day, from a certain day to a certain day, and it was completed for the first time from a certain day to a certain day, or even from a certain day to a certain day Finished for the nth time.

In the content, she will use a pen to type wavy lines on the sentences she likes; when she encounters feelings and sends them by chance, she must write down her feelings at that time in small letters on the side; Every minute.

She should also have a spare stamp, maybe she carved it herself, a round "ke" seal, engraved very casually, with the mouth and ding separated, at first glance, it looks like an irregular "ding".

The seal leisurely landed on the inscription of the year and month, like a "reading" and a sentence "I know" inadvertently by the ancient emperors.

Jiang Mingwu smiled, how cute this girl is.She doesn't have a long body, but she has a strange soul.The moment she printed her own free chapter, she was full of energy, her body was full, she was her own emperor, and dominated that moment.

Jiang Mingwu discovered that Ye Keke prefers fresh and elegant leisure notes to those classic masterpieces with huge volumes.

She will leave a note in Xiao Hong's works: I ate a 100% black chocolate, but the author's writing is more bitter.So Heiqiao is sweet, and so is my life.

I will also leave a message in "Ya She Tan Eating": Late at night, I am hungry, and I want to eat duck elbow with duck sauce...

My favorite should be Wang Zengqi, she wrote on the back cover: I love this old naughty boy so much, I love every word.

Jiang Mingwu looked at it very carefully, and closed the book, she thought, probably because she had experienced too much indifference and indifference, Ye Keke yearned for warmth like a moth to a flame.

——The world is cold, but it is hot.

She only wants a little warmth, and doesn't care about the consequences of moths jumping into the flame.

Therefore, there was Ding Liwen, but she didn't cherish her, so she lost her, no matter in the sense of love or friendship;

Therefore, there is sunny, no, she is not Ding Liwen.She just has the wrong means, wrong tools, and wrong attitude. It's not that she doesn't cherish her, and she won't lose her.

Jiang Mingwu put down his book, and there was a cup of coffee that was slowly cooling down from boiling hot.

She drank the first toffee hazelnut latte this winter with Ye Keke in Nanshi.It's the first cup of this winter, and hopefully not the last.

Jiang Mingwu drank the coffee in the cup in one gulp. It was bitter and slightly sweet. Her love life was difficult, so she had to take in a little more sugar, so that the tenderness and sweetness would pass through her body to another lonely and cold person. people.

I hope she is sunny and can warm her up.

Jiang Mingwu typed a text into the mobile phone: "That mountain is so high, that person can't see it. That person is cute, but that mountain is hateful!"

Ye Keke's phone vibrated to remind her, she opened the interface, looked at it, and laughed unconsciously, then she put down the phone and continued to stare at the computer screen.

The mobile phone seemed to know that the owner was not paying enough attention. After a while, it vibrated with ding ding dong dong.

Another message: "It's so sad. When I went out to look at the mountains, there was no mountain that was not covered by clouds. The tender grass in spring was picked and abandoned, but the roots of lovesickness were planted in the soil."

Ye Keke could no longer concentrate on the computer, and she stared at the disobedient hand in frustration.

machine screen.

The mobile phone stole her thoughts and was tipping off Jiang Mingwu.

Otherwise, she would not know that she is hesitating now, and she is thinking about her.

The phone was not quiet for half a minute, and after a while, the other party's voice came from it, as if it was whispering in the ear: "If it is raining on the road, please treat it as my tears."

After a pause of three seconds, another sentence came: When I miss you, every sentence is about you.Love is you, hate is you, it's all you.

Ye Keke couldn't bear it anymore, she called back.

Jiang Mingwu held back her laughter, and she connected the phone: "Hello." The sadness was palpable, and the fragrance on her lips and teeth seemed to be smelt.

"Don't peek at my book." Ye Keke ordered in a low voice, feeling unjustified, but also felt that she had to say it.She is like an angry cat.

"Who said I peeked." Jiang Mingwu still smiled, "I watched in a fair way."

These sentences were drawn by Ye Keke emphatically. She felt empathy and commented next to her—when I miss you, every sentence is about you.Love is you, hate is you, it's all you.

Jiang Mingwu looked at the time of signing, it was not long ago, when they were in the most beautiful and most prosperous time.

Look, Ye Keke still has an insecure and lost heart, even when the love is the most tender, even when the relationship is the warmest.

It was her carelessness that made her restlessness intensify and drift with the tide.

She was lying on the bed she used to lie on, looking at the books she had read.

The future is still very long, and their lives have only begun to go round and round.

In the future, she will walk the road she once walked, drink the water she once drank, experience the emotions she once experienced, cry with her, laugh with her, mourn with her, and rejoice with her .

She doesn't want a game world that ends at any time, she wants a long, long, long life.

"Are you back?" Jiang Mingwu asked.

"En." Ye Keke looked up at the sky. In winter, it gets dark especially early. Different from the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers in Nanshi, this city needs to wear winter clothes early.

"Why didn't you ask me to pick you up?" Jiang Mingwu asked in a soft tone, unlike the usual hard tone, more like a dog that has been abandoned by its owner.

"The company has a car to pick you up." Ye Keke explained involuntarily. After the explanation, she wanted to bite her tongue off. Why did she explain? !

"I've watched the drama, and it's still close to the finale. Is it a happy reunion?" Jiang Mingwu nodded, not getting into the details, everything is subject to her wishes.

"En, yes." Ye Keke forgot his original intention, as if they were two old friends.

"Can I see you when I'm free?" Jiang Mingwu leaned against the window, "It's getting cold, I want some warmth..."

The warmest thing is a hug.