Show one's ugliness

At the end of the year in Xibin, it was already a cold winter, but there was no pure winter in Xiancheng.

In the blink of an eye, Qi Heng, who has been in Xiancheng for almost five months, has completely adapted to the water, soil and temperature here.

Usually he is in Xianda, and he will return to Qiao Aiqing's rented house on weekends.

It is a two-bedroom apartment on a high floor, with good environment and lighting, especially suitable for growing flowers and plants.Qiao Aiqing rented this house because of the outdoor balcony.

Within a few days of moving in, she went to the flower market to bring back a lot of flowers and plants and put them inside.

Because of the climate, there are more species here than in the Northeast, and there are countless exotic flowers and plants.

Qiao Aiqing works as a cleaner in an office building.Good workload and good salary.She looks forward to her son coming back to live on weekends every week, so she has more reasons to cook more dishes.

She had just learned a few local dishes from the tenant next door, and she couldn't help making them for Qi Heng to try.

In terms of food, it is rare to eat pure Northeast cuisine here.Qi Heng wanted to go home on the weekend and let his mother make it to satisfy his cravings, but he didn't expect to eat it this week.

He sat at the dining table and said, "Mom, you have to cook Northeast dishes for me when you come back next week, or you won't be back."

Qiao Aiqing smiled and said, "Don't you just finish the exam next week? Where are you going if you don't come back? Even if I don't look for you, your godmother will look for you. She is still waiting for us to go back for the New Year."

All kinds of green vegetables that I have never seen before still have a Northeast taste after Qiao Aiqing's hands.

If there is a taste of the Northeast in Qi Heng, it is delicious.

Every time Qi Heng comes back, Qiao Aiqing will show off her beauty to him.Which one is blooming again and which one is new.

Qi Heng couldn't remember the names of those flowers and plants, and he didn't want to.Just ask casually, and Qiao Aiqing will tell him again with full enthusiasm and patience.

He likes the way Qiao Aiqing talks about flowers and plants with him.Happy and comfortable.

After coming here, new places and new things are enriched every day.

Although I am in a foreign land, I can't help but compare the weather here with Xibin.In addition to Xiancheng's weather prompt bar on Qi Heng's mobile phone, there is also Xibin's.

It was specially set by him.

He often thinks of Xibin's sunset, and that certain person who I am afraid will take some years not to think of easily.

The mobile phone number that Qi Heng uses now is the campus card. Apart from Song Yufen, only Wang Peng knows his new number at Xibin.

After leaving the previous social account, he didn't log in again, he was afraid that he couldn't help but find out about Ji Cen's recent situation.

At that time, he withdrew from the "Seven Sons of Evergreen", and also deleted Ji Cen's friends.But he is still in the "Evergreen Seven Beauty" group.He didn't know why he didn't quit at the time, and he didn't quit later, anyway, he never spoke in it.

The professional courses are still very tight, and the freshman class is very full.Most of the time, Qi Heng is busy with his studies, and the only vacation he has is to accompany Qiao Aiqing.

He doesn't socialize anywhere except on campus, and he can't be bothered to meet new people.Even the interpersonal relationships on campus are generally maintained, and the same batch is surrounded by people who are a few years younger than him, and he doesn't like the atmosphere that is too lively.

Qiao Aiqing is different, she loves the slow life here, and has met many old friends.Usually when I have nothing to do, I meet to play in the surrounding cities together, or participate in elderly activities and dance near my home.

Qi Heng was very happy about her state, and thought it was right to bring his mother to the south.

Qiao Aiqing thinks that the only shortcoming in Xiancheng is that Song Yufen is not around.

She and Song Yufen often talk on the phone to say how much they miss each other.

It was agreed that I would go back to Song Yufen's place for the Chinese New Year, and seeing that it was almost time, Song Yufen urged her to buy a plane ticket.

Qiao Aiqing is also looking forward to going back, and has prepared various special products.Qi Heng saw that she had too many things to carry and had to travel thousands of miles, so he advised her not to bring too many things.

Seeing that she was not very happy, Qi Heng said again: "Okay, take them all back. But we don't take them, take the courier. Calculate the date and send them in advance, and when we arrive, everything will arrive."

"Doesn't that cost extra money?" Qiao Aiqing said.

Qi Heng: "Then if you are overweight, you will also need to spend money on the consignment, and express delivery is relatively easy."

Qiao Aiqing thought about it and smiled: "Okay, listen to my son."

After Qi Heng finished the final exam, he stayed in school to deal with some matters. In the second week of his official vacation, the two of them returned home according to the original plan.

After landing in the provincial capital after more than four hours of air flight, I took the train back to Xibin.

Toss until dark before arriving in Yangnan.

Song Yufen had been waiting at the gate of the community for a long time, and when she received the person, she was so happy from ear to ear: "Are you two cold?"

Qi Heng and Qiao Ai made up their minds that they could come back and stay until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.Before they came back, they prepared enough clothes to keep out the cold, just to prevent Xi Bin's deep-seated cold.They both replied in unison: "It's not cold!"

When they got upstairs, they ate some warm rice cooked by Song Yufen.

Qi Heng ate three big bowls of Dongbei rice in a row, and said that the food here is still delicious.

"These are the two bags of rice that Ji Cen sent over earlier, I eat slowly by myself..."

The word "Ji Cen" is like a switch.In an instant, Qi Heng, who was putting rice into his mouth, stopped his chopsticks.

Realizing that her words were too casual, Song Yufen suddenly stopped and changed the subject: "Tomorrow, the three of us will do New Year's shopping together. I'll just wait for you two to come back together."

Qiao Ai hurriedly said: "Okay, buy more and let your old son do the hard work."

Just like he didn't tell anyone when he left, Qi Heng didn't tell anyone when he came back to Xibin.Even Wang Peng didn't know.

It's not that he doesn't want to contact anyone anymore, he just doesn't have the enthusiasm to contact anyone.

Because as long as that circle of people is involved, Ji Cen will inevitably be involved again.

After several months of precipitation, his pain and regret are still hard to bear when he thinks of the night at Wang Er's barbecue.

Ji Cen was once the eternity he prayed to the Bodhisattva with his palms folded in the Xishan Temple.

It was completely unexpected for him to become a relationship that he could not forget and could not continue now, and he had to accept it.

Coming back here will inevitably touch those hearts.It's not that he wasn't mentally prepared, but he still couldn't resolve it quickly.

He didn't sleep well that night, and Ji Cen in the dream was walking in front of him, far and near, and he couldn't catch up.

After breakfast the next day, Qi Heng followed Qiao Aiqing and Song Yufen to go out to do New Year's shopping.

Walking on the familiar streets of Yangnan in winter, Qi Heng felt mixed emotions.What he wants to meet and what he wants to avoid.

On weekends near the end of the year, shopping malls and markets are particularly lively.Shuttle in the crowd, he is responsible for carrying all kinds of bags.

Qiao Aiqing and Song Yufen still treated him like a child, when they encountered delicious candies, they couldn't help stuffing them into their pockets.

The sugar is delicious, but there is one that tastes like corn.Let Qi Heng slip away for a long time.

"I can't take it anymore, I'll go back and give it away first." Qi Heng said to Qiao Aiqing who was choosing the Spring Festival couplets.

Song Yufen, who just came back from buying red socks at the stall next door, happened to hear it, so she pointed to a barber shop on the corner of the street and said, "Then go back, old son, and find us there later, and I'll have a perm with your mother."

Qi Heng: "Then I'll come back after you two have your hair permed."

"Okay," Qiao Aiqing said, "I'll call you then."

"Don't buy too much, you two, try to get it back if I come again."

After giving instructions to the two mothers, Qi Heng hurried home.

Both of his arms were carrying weight, and when he stepped into the north wind, he retracted his chin into the raised collar of his down jacket.However, the way back was still against the wind, which made his eyes narrow.

When he got to the side of the road, he gave up his heavy load and walked back, trying to hail a taxi.

I waited for a long time and didn't see an empty car.On the contrary, many black car drivers came to ask him, but he ignored them.

When he stretched his neck to look at the street, he saw a very familiar figure walking towards him.

The moment Qi Heng confirmed that it was Ji Cen, his first reaction was to turn around and pretend he didn't see it.

But when he really turned around, he couldn't help himself twisting his neck to watch.It's like he can't control his heartbeat.

The person whom he had only seen in his dream for half a year suddenly came alive in his sight, and Qi Heng's mood was very complicated.

Ji Cen was running away from the wind, still wearing the long down jacket from last year, carrying a plastic bag in his hand, without gloves, and the back of his hand was frozen red.

As they got closer and closer, Qi Heng stopped chasing Ji Cen's figure, but froze there and looked at the street.

How much he wished for a taxi to appear just now, and now how much he hopes that the taxi that just got off the passenger will not approach him.

"Young man! Do you want to go?"

Damn it, the master driver still asked him a question.

Ji Cen, who just walked up to him, glanced over at the driver's question.

It was just a casual glance on the street, he didn't expect to see Qi Heng.

Ji Cen recognized the man who was busy carrying the bag to get on the bus at a glance.He stopped without thinking.

Qi Heng, who bent over to grab the bag at his feet, saw that the pair of snow cotton shoes didn't move, so he knew that Ji Cen had seen him.

After he slowly raised his head and stood up straight, he was face to face with Ji Cen in front of him.

When I was in Penn State, people who were easy to see were not necessarily found even if I searched for them.When Xi Bin was young, he could meet hard-to-see people just by looking around.Who knows what's going on with fate.

Coincidentally, it's not.

Qi Heng didn't speak, and looked at Ji Cen as if Ji Cen was looking at him.

The last look was red-eyed, and the face was red when they met again.His face was pure bloody red.

"Are you on vacation?" Ji Cen spoke first.

If Ji Cen didn't speak first, Qi Heng would have no idea what to say, and even felt that there was no need for them to speak.

When Ji Cen opened his mouth, he couldn't be persuaded.He nodded: "Yes."

Ji Cen nodded: "It's time for winter vacation."

"Ah."

Fortunately, fortunately, they are not unfamiliar and out of shape.

"Will you go or not!" the driver urged Qi Heng.

Only then did Qi Heng take a step towards the car door: "Go!"

Before he hooked his hand to the handle, Ji Cen was one step ahead of him to the side of the passenger window and said to the master: "Sorry, he won't leave yet."

The master was in a hurry to get people to run away, cursed "crazy" and drove away.

The slush that was crushed and brought up by the wheels landed on Qi Heng's shoe, he stomped off the snow on his feet and said, "I finally got the car that I waited for."

Even if he was scolded as crazy, Ji Cen was very happy in his heart.He turned around and said, "The car is easy to hit."

"It's a good fart." Qi Heng retorted.

Ji Cen pointed his chin at the milk tea shop across the street and said, "Go, let's warm up for a while before coming out to drink."

After walking two steps, Qi Heng began to question himself who wanted to keep up with Ji Cen.

Ji Cen didn't think about whether Qi Heng would follow at all, he was only thinking about seeing Qi Heng again after a long time, and he wanted to spend as much time with Qi Heng as possible.

He talked to Qi Heng first, and Qi Heng left without turning around.

In his opinion, he is sure that he can say a few more words with Qi Heng.

He is not too greedy, just drink a cup of milk tea.

It was too cold outside, and when I entered a milk tea shop with heating, my whole body became hot again in an instant.

Ji Cen's mind was not on ordering, he just pointed to a milk tea and then turned around and asked Qi Heng who had put away his things which one he would like to drink.

Qi Heng came over and said, "I'll do it myself."

So Ji Cen only paid for his own drink, and then went to sit at the table where Qi Heng put his things first.

Neither Ji Cen nor Qi Heng thought that when they meet again, they can sit together and drink a cup of hot milk tea.

But when the situation is here, they are already in the situation.

The milk tea shop is quite crowded, and there are seven or eight people on a table.When he came back after getting the milk tea, the high stool had already been dragged away.

Ji Cen stood by the window, frowned after taking a sip of milk tea, it must be his retribution for not ordering carefully.

He put the cup on the table and looked at Qi Heng and said, "I thought you wouldn't come back."

"Come back and spend the New Year with my godmother." Qi Heng looked at the bag at his feet and said.

"Ah." Ji Cen nodded.

The scene was quite embarrassing for two elders huddling together to drink milk tea among a group of high school students.The main reason is that there is no other reasonable place to rest your feet and keep warm in the vicinity.

Sometimes Ji Cen didn't know what to say, and then he just drank milk tea in suspense.Obviously he doesn't like too sweet, but he ordered the sweetest one.In order to hide his discomfort, he could only drink in one sip.

Whether it's the wrong milk tea, no seat for a chair, or Qi Heng who can't chat normally beside him, they don't cooperate with his thoughts.

Quite a headache for him.

After another person squeezed to him, he dropped Ji Cen's bag beside the table.

Amid the man's apology, Ji Cen picked up the bag.He found the topic and said, "Do you still remember the time when Xiao Mingjun fell in love with a leather jacket and was not willing to buy it?"

Qi Heng seemed to be thinking, but also seemed too lazy to think.

Ji Cen patted the bag and continued: "I bought it for him. I bought it according to his size and it was much smaller. I went to change it to a bigger size just now."

"En." Qi Heng responded.

He wanted to ask about Xiao Mingjun's situation, but he didn't ask, and he didn't say anything.

Ji Cen didn't say anything either.

They finished their respective milk teas quietly amidst the noise, and then Qi Heng moved first, and he said, "I'm going back."

Ji Cen also picked up the bag and said, "I have to go too."

After the two came out of the milk tea shop one after the other, Ji Cen waited on the side of the road until Qi Heng took a taxi.

When Qi Heng was about to close the car door, he reached out and stopped him: "I found your mountain bike, and it's in Wynn. I didn't find it on purpose. I happened to see that grandson riding it in the hospital, so I cut it off." I want to come back after a meal, you..."

"I don't need it anymore, I don't want it anymore." Qi Heng reached out to close the car door.

"Ah, okay." Ji Cen smiled and helped Qi Heng close the car door before letting go.

When the car slid away, Qi Heng looked back from the rear window of the car, just in time to see Ji Cen looking at him too.He retracted his gaze and looked forward.

Ji Cen, who continued to walk against the wind, did not put on his down jacket and hat again.He no longer felt that the cold had nothing to do with that cup of hot milk tea.