Lofty future

Seeing Chi Xue's face in the car window, I was stunned.Instinctively wanted to wave and say hello, but was blocked by his cold eyes.

He didn't intend to stop, just looked at me for a while, then closed the window again, and the big car accelerated away.I couldn't help touching my face to see if it was frozen.

Inexplicably, he just acted like he resented me.I haven't seen you all night, did I do something to apologize to him?

"Xiang Cheng?" Song Weiran leaned forward and called me, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." I opened the door and got in the car.

Jasmine immediately lay down on the back of my chair, holding a glittering gold medal in the shape of a star in her little hand, and said proudly: "Ah Cheng, I passed this on to you, and you can give it to your beloved to propose marriage in the future. "

"Oh, then I can thank Aunt Jasmine." I smiled and took the star, and weighed it, it was really heavy.

Song Weiran echoed from the side: "Take it, this is a pure gold star, it must be true love!"

Their mother and daughter sang together, as if they really gave me this thing as a family heirloom.I looked back at Jasmine, cooperated with the solemnity of the matter, and said "Thank you, Auntie" again, and she cried out happily.

After joking for a while, Song Weiran coaxed Jasmine to sleep.

Their flight was early in the morning, and the flight time was not long enough to catch up on a good night's sleep. The little guy probably didn't get enough sleep, and soon fell asleep lying on the back seat.

When the car was quiet, Song Weiran lowered his head and browsed the bookstore's work WeChat group, chatting with me casually, most of the topics revolved around work and Jasmine, and seldom touched on the more private matters of each other.

For the past three years, she and her daughter lived together with me. Outsiders thought we were a family, but in fact we were just roommates and children.Except for Little Jasmine, no one in the world can understand our trio.

At first I would explain when I was misunderstood, but later I didn't care about Song Weiran, so I didn't bother to say more.After all, what is hidden behind the misunderstanding is her stinky bloody story, and it is inconvenient for me to spread it.

We have been playing together since we were babbling, and now I have no relatives, and she has betrayed all relatives, and they just depend on each other; plus the spring breeze is not drunk, in terms of friendship and legal relationship, we are more solid than husband and wife.

Molly is seven years old, bright and precocious.Ever since she could remember, Song Weiran had told her that we lived together as a three-person team, equal to each other, and each performed its duties, so Jasmine often called us by our first names.

After three years, the three people under one roof can be said to love each other and be harmonious.

"By the way, yesterday..." While chatting, Song Weiran put down his phone and looked at me, "Did you help me?"

She was referring to the anniversary of Xiang Meifang's death.We have always used different ways to commemorate Xiang Meifang. I went back to Guxu Road in a daze, and she went to the cemetery to visit the grave.

It's okay not to mention it this time, but it's really hard for me to mention it.If she can't come back in time, I should help her sweep the grave.Unexpectedly, they met Chi Xue and spent the rest of the day waiting for him.

"This..." I took a deep breath and finally decided to tell the truth, "Chi Xue is back, did you know?"

Hearing this name, the muscles on her face twitched visibly, her eyes widened inexplicably, showing an exaggerated shocked expression: "That... is that Chi Xue?"

"Which Chi Xue is the Chi Xue we know." I have already passed this stage, and I looked calm, "I met him."

Then, I told her about the encounter yesterday and the glimpse just now across the street.The situation can be explained in a few words, but after all, I feel very uncomfortable.

Song Weiran also had no way to express emotion, sighed for a long time, and finally sighed: "But he recognized you at a glance, which is really surprising," said and turned to look at me, "Hmm... It seems that it is really not the same as when I was a child. Great changes, no baldness, no fat, no oily skin."

"Thanks to Sister Song for taking good care of her."

"Screw you!"

Life feelings and life encounters are sometimes inconsistent.

In terms of experience, Chi Xue and I had unfortunate childhoods.One was abandoned and the other was abducted and trafficked.

When Xiang Meifang picked up Chi Xue, he had been begging with traffickers for several years.After being old and careful, he waited for the opportunity to escape. Yangcheng, who came to Yangcheng by fare evasion, met Xiang Meifang by chance, and got a proper belonging.

When he was here for half a month, we thought he was dumb.

At that time, no matter who asked him a question, he kept silent.When asked urgently, he will stare at you with a pair of dark eyes, panic and vigilance are all his emotional expressions.

Fortunately, Xiang Meifang is a doctor, and he found a colleague from the eye, nose, and mouth department to check him, and there is nothing wrong with his body.Xiang Meifang breathed a sigh of relief and left him to me, asking me to spend more time with him.

Xiang Meifang didn’t have much patience in raising children. Before I started elementary school, she gave me most of the time to the grandmother next door.The old grandma is Song Weiran's grandma, and this is the fate between me and Song Weiran.

After I was ten years old, I considered myself a big kid and started to learn how to cook.

After two years of honing my cooking skills, the relationship with the family next door has turned upside down—Song Weiran likes the food I cook, and often comes to eat, and even brings her grandma along.

With the approval of the two of them, I am quite confident in my craft.So after Xiang Meifang threw Chi Xue to me, the first thing I tried was to bribe his stomach.

He was sent to the police station by Xiang Meifang at night. I don't know the specifics of how he was dealt with. I only remember that he came back with Xiang Meifang when the door was opened in the early morning.

Throughout the night, he didn't eat, drink or speak, squatting between a sofa and a cabinet most of the time, and sat cross-legged instead of numb legs.Xiang Meifang was so tired that she didn't bother to talk to him, so she went to sleep by herself with the living room light on.

When he got up in the morning, he was still squatting in place, his eyes were red, as if it had been a night.Xiang Meifang took a moment to show affection and reason to him, but he seemed indifferent.

No way, Xiang Meifang rolled his eyes and gave up: "You can do whatever you want, I don't have the energy to take care of you when I'm going to work, you can do whatever you like!" Turning to tell me, "The police station asked me to take him in temporarily until I find his parents Just send it back, you find a way to make him open his mouth to eat and drink, so as not to starve to death."

I nodded and accepted the order: "Okay."

"Also, don't let him escape!"

Will you run away?

I was immediately vigilant, looked at the lump in the corner with scrutiny, estimated the difficulty of the task, and then nodded again with a very serious attitude.

After Xiang Meifang left, he and I stared at each other, wary of each other, until Song Weiran came to me.

The task of man-marking is given to her, and I will cook.

It was one of the meals I cooked with the most care, so much so that Chi Xue couldn't stop thinking about it after a long time.In his description, that meal allowed him to return to the world from hell, and his life has hope since then.With this as a boundary, he becomes a real person.

I don't know if these exaggerated words were made up to make me happy, but anyway, it sounds really useful.In fact, throughout my teenage years, I was looked up to and cherished by him.

Now that I think about it, he was superb at that time.As long as I am not sober, I may really think that I have been his savior.

But no matter what happened later, from the age of twelve to seventeen, the two of us who were originally unfortunate people did indeed live an unparalleled happy life.

"Hey, according to what you said, isn't he also the celebrity invited for the event in the shopping mall this morning?" Song Weiran ran to the kitchen as if she had thought through her mind after visiting the supermarket at the gate of the community and returning home. ask.

"It should be." Otherwise, it would be such a coincidence that you can meet them wherever you go.

"Why don't you ask him? Since you all added WeChat..." She glanced at the mobile phone on the table in the dining room, her face full of envy.

In her eyes, the Chi Xue in her memory might not be as familiar and friendly as the Chi Xue on the screen.

She doesn't chase stars, but as long as there is a work with Chi Xue in it, she has watched all of them, and her Weibo super chat level seems to be in the teens.

I closed the refrigerator, looked at her and said, "Why don't I send you his WeChat, and you can ask?"

"Hey, goodbye, goodbye," she quickly waved her hand, "He is a public figure now, how can you add people casually on something as private as WeChat, and the entire circle of friends is full of melons!"

"You know it's inconvenient, and you still let me go? People add me just to be polite. How can you really treat everyone as a good brother and family?"

"Hmm..." Song Weiran pursed her mouth, the light in her eyes dimmed, she muttered something vaguely, and let it go.

When it was time to eat, she brought up Chi Xue again.

The previous random thoughts like falling into the clouds are gone, but he is thinking about Chi Xue following a train of thought mentioned by Boss Zheng—the bookstore endorsed by an artist.

"Since we want to make a brand and make it big, using the influence of public figures, especially artists, to promote it is of course a means worth considering. If you hire someone, Chi Xue is definitely the most suitable candidate. His first film won an award. The important background of the story is the bookstore, or the pure bookstore we had in junior high school. I asked you to watch that movie, remember?"

"Remember, I scribbled on the book and fell in love with someone from another time and space."

"Isn't the image very artistic?"

"good."

"..."

Seeing my indifferent attitude, Song Weiran gave several other Chi Xue characters, all of whom were high-spirited or elite without exception.As I listened, I became a little distracted.

Thanks to her, I also read all of Chi Xue's works.Looking at the roles he has taken on, especially the ones he has chosen after he has had the right to choose in recent years, makes me feel like a stick in my throat.

He was first picked by a casting director from Beijing because of his good martial arts, good looks, and a bit of acting talent. He quickly stood out and acted in a trilogy of new martial arts series movies.

About three or four years ago, people still expected him to have a successor to martial arts movies. Unexpectedly, after finishing his trilogy, he went to shoot a romantic movie with a strong literary atmosphere.

One person plays two roles, one is a college student in the [-]s, and the other is an intellectual in the [-]s.

After that, he also took on more high-level elite roles.Confined by the rough scripts of modern dramas, those characters often appear unsteady and ungrounded.Yet he clearly likes, prefers.

This has to make me wonder if he has been brooding over my past angry words.

At the age of 17, under the circumstances of the family at that time, he had to drop out of school to become a star. I hated him so much.Apart from attacking him as a beggar for being uneducated, uneducated, cultured, and farsighted, I can't think of anything else to scold him.

I know that's ugly and hurts his ego.

I'm afraid I'm hurting his future.

"...To be honest, if Chi Xue can speak for Chunfengbuzui, then this store will be completely complete from another perspective. Whether it is the kind of bookstore we wanted at the beginning will become secondary. thing, right?"

Song Weiran's sudden excited question pulled me out of the trace of guilt.I looked up and saw the glint in her eyes.

Obviously, she has completely convinced herself.

I sighed helplessly in my heart, and had no words to refute, so I could only nod and answer "Yes".

But we all know that it is still too far away for this idea to be realized, and there are too many preconditions to be fulfilled.