three feet away

On the last weekend before the new year, when Xu Nuo was facing the computer screen and wondering which vocabulary to use at the moment was more appropriate, he received a call from Zhang Qing, saying that Huang Siying had participated in an offline hosting event a few days ago, and at the end, he would host Fang sent two tickets to the concert, but Huang Siying's radio station was very popular on weekends, so it was difficult to record in advance and go to the concert. In her eyes, Xu Nuo has returned to China now, so she asked Xu Nuo to accompany her to pretend to be elegant.

Promise, since the incident with Yan Ruyi at Christmas, it took nearly a month to calm down. Except for necessary work and shopping for daily necessities, she spent almost all of her time staying at home. Writing magazine translations and reading books at home.Even the French friend who originally made an appointment with her to visit her in Chengdu coincidentally failed to come as scheduled because of a temporary emergency at home, which actually fulfilled her self-isolation for this month.

While she was looking for the comfort of her empty soul in the words, she also used the densely packed characters on the computer documents to numb her aching and troubled heart.She thought that Yan Ruyi would never talk to her again, and maybe they would never even meet again for the rest of their lives. This kind of relationship seemed to fulfill what she wanted that night, but when the truth was true At this point in her development, she still couldn't really convince herself to accept it. After all, she still couldn't stop worrying about that person.

Holding up the phone, Xu Nuo listened to Zhang Qing's crackling talk for a long time but failed to screen out important information, so she lost her mind.

"Hey,"

"What about people?"

"Promise? Talk nonsense, come and give me a sweet word, what are you thinking about for a long time without saying a word?"

"Cough," Xu Nuo came back to his senses, raised his hand and squeezed the Jingming acupoint, turned his head and glanced out the window at the white mist that hadn't completely dissipated all morning, thought for a while, and took a drink of the cold boiled water With one sip, all the remaining thoughts about Yan Ruyi were washed away, and then he said calmly, "I was writing a translation just now, what did you say?"

"I... promise you are sleepwalking?" Zhang Qing cursed in a low voice, then raised his voice and asked in a speechless voice, "Just ask you, Mr. Xu, translator, can I have the face to accompany your old classmate to watch a show at seven o'clock in the evening?" Elegant attire for a concert?"

"Concerts?" Xu Nuo wondered, "Since when did you become interested in these?"

"What do you mean I am interested in these things?" Zhang Qing herself felt that she had no literary talent, but she was not happy to be questioned by Xu Nuo, and said in a high-pitched voice: "At any rate, my sisters and girlfriends are from Jincheng Music. From the college, although she is studying broadcasting and hosting, her good sister is a good seedling of piano major. After you went abroad, your ex did not fly around the country with her tutor to perform. Don’t dare to say anything else, just our art In those two years, Xiao Huang and I went to the palace, and I can't count the number of times I went to it with my fingers."

"So...." Xu Nuo frowned, and said a little embarrassedly: "Today, are you going to see her performance?"

"That's not true. I haven't heard from Xiao Huang. It's probably a common concert. If Zhou Qingming wants to attend, it's impossible not to go based on Xiao Huang's relationship with her."

After Xu Nuo listened, she felt a little relieved. The name she hadn't heard for a long time suddenly appeared in her ears, and she felt a little uneasy in her heart. After all, she felt ashamed of Zhou Qingming.If it was really her performance, Xu Xu himself would not be able to tell, did he have the courage to watch and listen to it.

"Okay." Xu Nuo responded, with an indescribable tone.

Before getting a positive answer, Zhang Qing was a little anxious: "Come on, are you going or not?"

"Well, let's go." Xu Nuo got up, pulled the cotton slippers and walked to the bookshelf, raised her head and squinted her eyes and searched carefully for the information she wanted while answering: "You send the detailed address to my mobile phone, and I will give it to you when I arrive." Call up."

"It's more or less the same." Zhang Qing muttered and hung up the phone.

Xu Nuo listened to Zhang Qing's whisper and the blind tone on the phone, looked down at the screen of the phone that had not yet dimmed, and smiled knowingly.

The Art Museum is not far from the promised single apartment. She calculated the past time, but forgot that it was the weekend. Taking advantage of the two-day holiday, the traffic jam on the way home from family trips was only two streets away from the Art Museum. place, she was blocked for half an hour.

Relaxing music was played on the taxi radio station, and the host's humorous Sichuan dialect style made Xu Nuo's dull heart open when he came.

"I don't know when it will be blocked."

A frustrated female voice came from the window of the car that had been rolled down by a third due to the traffic jam.

Xu Nuo instinctively turned his head to the right, and saw a bright red BMW parked less than [-] centimeters away from the door. So the driver's voice clearly entered Xu Nuo's ears.

The side profile of the woman driving the car looked about the same age as Yan Ruyi, with long wavy hair, probably because she was only wearing a black turtleneck sweater that was close-fitting in the car, and she could only see it from the window. It can be judged that her figure is absolutely top-notch, coupled with a pair of enchanting but not clichéd makeup, there is no trace of dust, she looks full of charm, like Maggie Cheung wearing a cheongsam in a 90s Hong Kong movie.

It's just that this "Maggie Cheung" doesn't seem to be as elegant as the protagonist of the movie. She seems a little anxious because of the traffic jam.Annoyed, she said bitterly to the woman on the co-pilot whose face was blocked by her and promised not to see clearly:

"That dead thing Lin Xi must have figured out that there will be a traffic jam at this time, so I asked Li Su to bring the steamed stuffed bun to do atomization in advance, otherwise she could wait for you to get off work and bring you here, so why should we be stuck here for a long time? This person is fine, whoever meets her is really unlucky for eight generations."

Lin Xi?Xu Nuo felt a little familiar at first hearing the name, squinted his eyes and thought for a while, oh, it turned out to be the same name as the lyricist.

Xu Nuo didn't mean to eavesdrop on their conversations, but the air-conditioned car in winter was too stuffy, so she had to lower the windows a little bit, and it was hard for her not to listen to the traffic jam, and the driver of the next car was talking The sometimes real and sometimes fake angry expression made Xu Nuo find this person rare and interesting.

"Haha, if you say that, Li Su will be happy." The woman on the co-pilot said with a smile.

"What's wrong with her? Let me tell you, I used to like to bully her the most. Before she was with Lin Xi, I liked to tease her, touch her ass and hit her. Didn't you see However, that guy was hiding from me at the beginning as if he was hiding from black and white, every time I took advantage of his expression of wanting to cry without tears, he had to suffer as much as he wanted, and Lin Xi loved this one."

"real or fake?"

Faced with the questioning from the co-pilot, the charming driver "Maggie Cheung" was not happy, she raised her head in a flustered manner, "Why are you lying to me? If you don't believe me, you can ask her yourself later."

Perhaps it was because the distance between the workshops was too long, or it might be that Xu Nuo's expression of looking into the distance was too suspicious. As soon as "Maggie Cheung" finished speaking, he turned his head sharply and looked at Xu Nuo's side.

Xu Nuo was embarrassed for a while, but fortunately, she hadn't looked into the BMW car much, and she hadn't been caught for eavesdropping, so although her ears were a little hot from embarrassment, she was still strong. Resisting not turning his head to look back at the other party, he just pretended to be nonchalant and said to the taxi driver:

"Master, can you switch to Minjiang Music Station?"

The taxi driver in the front row did not suspect him, and readily agreed, "Okay."

Xu Nuo's expression became more natural just because of the conversation with the taxi driver, but unexpectedly, the person next to him suddenly burst into a golden sentence, and she almost choked.

The original words of the flirtatious rose-like "Maggie Cheung" are:

"Hey, look, at that time, Li Su was like this beautiful woman in the car. She looked pitiful to me. The point is, she looked weak!"

Xu Nuo held his breath, what does it mean to be weak? !Although as a mature 27-year-old woman, she can count one "yeah" with less sexual experience, but at any rate, at any rate, she was the one who was on top of those two times!What, why do you feel so weak? !The point is, that person didn't know whether it was because of his good looks, he didn't even know how to avoid the person being discussed a little bit, turned his head and said it sharply, which caught people off guard.But she can't turn her head to refute others, after all, she is an eavesdropper, and the first thing people talk about is beauty...

This is a rare experience of being choked in Xu Nuo's life. This feeling, um... Speaking of it, it is actually quite good, because at least it is a different emotion from heartache, guilt and sadness. The same emotion made her feel that she could still be affected by this world, instead of a walking dead who had no other reaction to the outside world.Even, because she was unprepared to be used as an example by a stranger, it was still such a ridiculous example. Her heart, which had been gloomy for nearly a month, finally shone with a ray of sunshine.

This nearly half an hour of traffic jam time also became so boring and boring because of the continuous innocuous but fun conversation in the red BMW next to it.

When Xu promised to arrive at the art gallery, the time at the taxi front desk was already [-]:[-].

Zhang Qing stood at the door rubbing his hands with the ticket and looked around the roadside for a long time. When he finally saw the appearance of this great god, he was almost moved to the point of tears. Go to the entrance to check the ticket.

"Grandma, you were never late for class when you were studying. What happened today? The point is that your mobile phone is still turned off and can't get through. I'm so anxious. I thought something happened to you on the way."

Xu Nuo followed her to the ticket gate in embarrassment, took out the mobile phone from the pocket of the down jacket and handed it to Zhang Qing: "It's out of battery, I forgot to charge the translation in the afternoon."

After checking the ticket, Zhang Qing glanced at the mobile phone in her hand that had dropped paint and looked less than [-]% new, and shrugged: "You are a decent student who returned from the top ten in France. Is your salary so low? I remember your mobile phone before, didn’t you say that you broke it on the way home after eating for the first time? Why is it still in use? Look at the paint on it, how can you tell it’s a phone? Is it used by a big translator who is not short of money at all? How many secrets do you have in it?"

After Xu Nuo listened, he pursed his lips, didn't say anything, just smiled and pushed Zhang Qing forward, and at the same time put the phone back into his pocket.

Two minutes later, Xu Nuo followed Zhang Qing to find the seat. The ticket was a VIP ticket, and the seat was in the second row.

When the two of them were seated, the opening ceremony had just ended. The host stood under the spotlight and said his lines, ready to welcome the first musician to play. There are almost no vacant seats. Next to the three seats, there are two long-haired women. One of the women near the aisle is holding a little girl about two years old in her arms. The little girl seems to be in step with the concert. Why are you interested, playing with the hair of the woman who is holding her.

"Hey, there are quite a lot of people in this concert today." Zhang Qing buried his neck and whispered in Xu Nuo's ear: "In the past, Xiao Huang and I couldn't find the seats full, but the VIP seat next to you It's strange why no one is sitting."

"It's probably in a traffic jam like me." Xu Nuo shrugged and said something casually. As soon as he finished speaking, he felt someone coming in from the right in his peripheral vision.She turned her head instinctively, and her eyes met the person who was about to sit down.

After recognizing that the person in front of him was the "Maggie Cheung" whom he saw in the traffic jam just now, Xu Nuo immediately felt a sense of narrow roads for enemies.What made her even more want to fall down and pretend to be dead was that before her first reaction of turning her head was complete, that person had already blurted out:

"Hey, the weakling in the taxi?"

Simply the performance hall was dark except for the stage, and the host was speaking, and he promised to close his eyes as if he didn't see or hear, and said to himself, you are the one who suffers, you are the one who suffers, your whole family Is weak.