she really hates

Song Zhiyi happened to be at the airport when she received the call.

She flew back home for nearly ten hours. Although she didn't show it on her face, she was actually quite tired and just wanted to go home and rest quickly.

The roadside at the airport is piled with residual snow, and the late winter air irritates the exposed skin.

Song Zhiyi found the car waiting at the exit, and the driver cleverly came down to take the luggage from the little round-faced assistant. At this moment, her cell phone rang.

It's Meng Xi's call.

Song Zhiyi signaled the assistant to get in the car first, and walked to the side to answer the phone.

The moment it was connected, noisy and chaotic voices rushed over - deafening rock music as the background, mixed with the crowd's booing and laughing, it can be called a group of demons dancing wildly, the most clear is the voice of a certain man's grief and indignation.

"...Meng Xi, did you say that you are too much? I have cheated on you since I was a child, and you have taken so many blames for you, but you have treated me like this! Ingratitude! There are opposite sexes but no humanity!...No, you seem to be It's not the opposite sex... Forget it! Let me tell you that this matter can't be resolved in two seasons..."

It's really too noisy, Song Zhiyi can still hear it when she holds the phone away.

She is very sensitive to sound, and it is more difficult to bear the noise. After listening for a while, she pressed the discomfort and asked, "Meng Xi?"

"Han Yuming, have you drunk too much?" Meng Xi spoke, but his voice was a little far away, and his tone was also strange, "Give me back my phone, I'll make a call!"

Then there was a fierce conflict and scramble, Song Zhiyi called her several times but no one answered.After a while, it was obvious that Meng Xi had won a big victory, the phone changed hands, and her voice could be heard clearly over there.

"Hello?"

She seemed to be talking with her mobile phone on her mouth, her tone was a little triumphant and high-spirited, and she was vague, "Hello—are you still there?"

... She also drank too much.

"I'm here." Song Zhiyi replied, and asked her, "Where are you?"

"Hello? Hello—?"

Meng Xi didn't answer her, but after feeding her several times, she raised her voice unhappily, "I'm making noise to you! I want to change the place... Get out of the way, get out of the way."

The door opened and closed, and the noisy background sound was blocked.Song Zhiyi heaved a sigh of relief when his ears became quiet.

Meng Xi seemed to have left the place just now, exhaled exaggeratedly, and complained: "It's so noisy, they can't even hear you... Hey, are you still there?"

Meng Xi didn't know where he went, the whistling wind came from the phone, which happened to coincide with the wind blowing in the airport.

"It's still there."

Song Zhiyi responded to her patiently, really worried about the situation there, and asked again, "Where are you now?"

"Hmm... the balcony."

This can be guessed.Song Zhiyi continued to ask, "Where's the balcony?"

"The balcony is very high, um, it's very high. It's about... the sixteenth floor!" Meng Xi's voice was full of satisfaction, and it seemed that this height was indeed very much to her liking, "Do you want to come here too?"

"Yeah, so you have to tell me clearly, where exactly is it?"

Song Zhiyi unknowingly used a coaxing tone.

"Uh……"

There was a long silence over there. After a long time, Meng Xi said, "Then let me send you a location."

It's not like being drunk at this time.Song Zhiyi was a little amused, and returned to the car while she was muttering "This...that..." to study how to send the location.

While changing the Bluetooth headset, she talked to the assistant: "I still have something to do next. It's so late today, let the driver take you to a nearby hotel. There is nothing to do in the next few days. I will give you a vacation and rest."

"Okay! I sent it to you."

After the operation was successful, Meng Xi clapped his hands happily, and then he was dissatisfied, "Who were you talking to just now? I heard you all when I was on the speakerphone."

Song Zhiyi was helpless: "I will explain something to my assistant."

No matter who she was talking to, Meng Xicai probably didn't even listen to the answer, and then asked unreasonably, "How can you still talk to others when you call me?"

"Okay, then I won't talk about it." It's impossible to reason with a drunk, Song Zhiyi followed her, "Since I promised you not to talk to others, do you have to promise me something?"

"Well, okay, what's the matter?"

"I'm going to find you now, don't hang up the phone before we meet, okay?"

The location sent by Meng Xi is not far from the airport, plus the [-]th floor she mentioned before - it is too conspicuous to have such a tall building, even here, you can easily see it.

Song Zhiyi quickly located her exact location.Even if you take a detour to send the assistant, you will definitely be there within half an hour.

But Meng Xi was so drunk that she even threw away her companion, even for 5 minutes, she didn't feel at ease to hang up the phone.

"sure."

Meng Xi readily agreed, and she said caringly, "I know, it's night, do you feel scared by yourself?"

How could Song Zhiyi be afraid of this.

She has been sleeping alone at night since she was very young, maybe she was afraid of being alone at night at first, but she has long forgotten about such a long time ago.

From the beginning of her memory, she was used to facing the night alone, and it was not a terrible thing.

Song Zhiyi thought, did Meng Xi ask this because she was afraid?Sleeping separately from your parents for the first time as a child, do you have the uneasy feeling that the nights are scary?

Song Zhiyi couldn't help imagining that scene, the faint smile on her lips was reflected in the car window.

She didn't contradict Meng Xi at this time, and admitted: "Yes, I'm scared. So you have to talk to me all the time."

"Well... what are you talking about?"

"Anything is fine. What do you want to talk about?"

"Oh...then let me comfort you." Meng Xi said solemnly, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I will protect you. That's right!"

She suddenly became excited, "Why don't I sing you a lullaby?"

Song Zhiyi could only helplessly agree: "...Okay, you can sing."

"Cough cough."

Meng Xi solemnly cleared his throat, and after taking a deep breath, "...how do you sing a lullaby?"

"do not you know?"

"I do not know……"

Song Zhiyi leaned against the car door and couldn't help laughing at this meaningless conversation.She deliberately said: "Then what should I do? I don't know either."

"Then you just pretend I've sung it." Meng Xi skillfully played the rogue and urged her, "It's so slow, haven't you arrived yet?"

It's only been a few minutes.

Song Zhiyi knew it, but she was still urged to look at the driver's navigation.

"It's still far away."

"Oh, where are you?"

Song Zhiyi reported the current road name to her, and then said, "Do you know where it is? Maybe you can see the car I'm riding in from you."

It should be invisible, so far away, even if the direction is correct, you can only see a neon woven by lights.Song Zhiyi just coaxed her, but she looked for it seriously.

"What color is your car?"

"White."

"White again? There are too many white cars... Why don't you get a unique color? It's easier to recognize."

Song Zhiyi thought of Meng Xi's car, which was either bright red or bright yellow. The car on the day of the funeral was black, but it was plated with gold in some places, and the paintwork seemed to be mixed with gold dust, shining with dots of light.Indeed, they are unique and recognizable at a glance.

Meng Xi deserved to be equipped with such a high-profile car.But Song Zhiyi thought it was too fancy to sit by herself, so she said, "I like white."

Meng Xi muttered: "Don't you like other colors? The hobbies are too poor..."

Song Zhiyi didn't have the same knowledge as a drunkard, so he led her to talk: "Then what color do you think is better?"

Meng Xi's spirit lifted.She was so knowledgeable about this topic that she began to analyze it endlessly.

Song Zhiyi responded with "um, um", and when the topic was about to end, he took the conversation to another direction.

They talked all the way, Meng Xi kept excitedly talking about interesting things in her induction, full of interest, but occasionally said "Where have you been?" "Why haven't you arrived yet?" As time passed, Song Zhiyi could feel that she couldn't wait more and more.

"I'm already downstairs." Song Zhiyi comforted her softly, "Wait for me a little longer, and I'll find you soon."

Meng Xi suddenly lost his temper: "No, you keep making me wait, I won't wait anymore! I can walk too, I'll come to you."

"Meng Xi, Meng Xi?"

The wind on the other end of the phone disappeared, and it became much quieter. She should have returned indoors.Song Zhiyi quickened his pace while coaxing him: "Don't walk around, I won't be able to find you..."

"But I want to see you now."

"..."

When she said this, her voice was too serious.Knowing that it was drunk, Song Zhiyi subconsciously squeezed the phone tightly, as if to wake up from the anesthesia transmitted by electromagnetic waves.

She recovered quickly, but when she spoke again, Meng Xi didn't respond, and the phone didn't hang up.

Song Zhiyi rushed to the entertainment club on the [-]th floor. The entry and exit management here is very strict, and you must be a registered member.Fortunately, she also knew her boss. The manager recognized her face, and after knowing her purpose, he assigned a waiter to show her the way.

Song Zhiyi has been listening to the movement on the phone.Meng Xi was wandering around, and there was the faint sound of gurgling water.

"This road is too detour..."

She suddenly complained and sighed, "Wait, I want to sit down and rest."

"Okay, you rest." Song Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief, and turned on the speakerphone, "Let's talk again, what is your resting place like?"

Meng Xi said: "There are so many flowers, and the road is very dazzling... What's the point of building this poor place like this?"

Song Zhiyi looked at the waiter leading the way, nodded, and walked in another direction.

They walked into a colorful passage.

The surrounding area, including the road under your feet, is covered with stained glass made of large and small color blocks. The light shines through the glass, which is gorgeous and confusing, like a scene glimpsed from a kaleidoscope.No wonder Meng Xi felt dazzled.

The luminous canals on both sides of the road are gurgling and flowing, and separated by the water flow are red and white climbing vine roses, which are in full bloom.Flowers that are not in season but bloom so well, I am afraid that it will not cost less to maintain this road.

On the other end of the phone, Meng Xi suddenly asked: "Do you like Qiangwei?"

Song Zhiyi was slightly startled: "How do you know?"

In fact, it can't be regarded as a favorite, but it has a better impression than other flowers.Song Zhiyi has never planted roses before, and has never mentioned this trivial hobby to anyone. I don't know how Meng Xi guessed it.

Meng Xi said proudly: "At that cultural evening, all the girls in the class had to choose a flower. You stared at that white rose for a long time, right? I snatched it away on purpose, aren't you reconciled?"

Song Zhiyi: "...Well, I'm not reconciled."

She remembered.At that time, she really didn't expect that Meng Xi did it on purpose. Maybe she was a little bit unwilling, but more because she felt...that white rose really matched Meng Xi very well.

Song Zhiyi's love for roses began in the summer many years ago.

When she first entered junior high school, a grandmother who liked to play the piano moved in next door.One day, as usual, she was locked by her mother in an unused room on the second floor.There is nothing in the room, but the rich fragrance of roses can be smelled from the window, as well as the faint sound of the piano flowing with the wind.

The outside world looked so beautiful, so Song Zhiyi did a very bold thing - she followed the tree near the window and climbed into the courtyard wall next door.

Then, for the first time, she meets someone who will treat her tenderly.The grandma next door invited her in to play, taught her to play the piano, and became her first piano teacher.

Perhaps the more people lack something, the more they want to pursue it.

Warm sunshine, fragrant flowers, gentle teachers.Every time Song Zhiyi sat in front of the piano, it was as if he was still in the beautiful courtyard in his memory.

And when she saw Meng Xi for the first time, she felt too similar——

She is like a brilliant light, but also like a bright flower, warm and soft... so enviable, but also so unavoidable to love.

That day, Song Zhiyi was in a dark room, facing the sunlight by the window, and heard the piano piece - "Adi Lina by the Water", which belongs to the lowest level of popular music in the classical music circle, without complicated Arranging music does not require superb skills. Beginners can play proficiently with more practice, but she practiced most in private.

She can play it over and over again tirelessly, but she can't play the feeling of hearing it for the first time in her memory.

— with one exception.

Song Zhiyi walked to the end of the passage.

In front is a circular hall, and the indoor fountain in the center flows quietly. Meng Xi is surrounded by blooming flowers, sitting cross-legged by the fountain, part of her slightly curly long hair floating in the water, like swaying algae.

Song Zhiyi hung up the phone: "Meng Xi."

Meng Xi looked up blankly, his flushed cheeks reflected the gorgeous and dreamy light of the stained glass, and his eyes were moist and bright.

——"Adilina by the Water", in the Greek mythology related to this piano piece, Pygmalion fell in love with her hopelessly after the statue of the girl he sculpted himself was completed.

Song Zhiyi thought, maybe this is how it feels.

The author has something to say: there is another update tonight~

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