Manhattanhenge

The rain in New York stopped and fell, intermittently, and the sky was always gray.It has been three days since Su Hui stopped taking the medicine without authorization, and her condition is getting worse and worse.

On Tuesday, Liang Wen found his current address through Karl and went to the door in person, but Su Hui hid himself and pretended not to hear the doorbell and did not see him.

He knew that he was sorry for Liang Wen's concern, but there was nothing he could do.

But Ning Yixiao opened the door, helped him lie, and got his medicine from Liang Wen, but when he came back, he didn't mention taking medicine.

For the past three days, Ning Yixiao has been working at home and rarely goes out.Ice Cream would often go to Su Hui's room, but when the door was closed, he wanted to go out again. He came and went several times, so Su Hui had to open the door to let the ice cream come and go freely.

For many moments, he felt that he was a waste, a burden, and worthless.Sometimes Su Hui thought that it would be great if someone could put a price on him, at least at this time, he knew that he was not completely useless.

He even began to miss two or three years ago, when he was serving plates in that small, dilapidated old restaurant, when Su Hui was worth $3.5 an hour.

There is a cold weather that is very similar to the imagined Iceland, but everything runs counter to his imagination.

When his thinking was gradually swallowed up by his emotions, a knock on the door interrupted his memory.

"Can I come in?" Ning Yixiao's voice came from behind.

Su Hui, who was sitting on the floor, turned his head slowly, most of his face was covered by the high bed, only a pair of eyes remained, looking at Ning Yixiao motionlessly, he looked like a cat hiding.

Ning Yixiao cut to the chase and directly stated his intentions, "Su Hui, do you mind if I donate this bed?"

Su Hui frowned, with surprise in his eyes, he looked at the bed, then at Ning Yixiao, "Donate?"

Ning Yixiao nodded, "Jingming recently participated in a charity event where he can donate money and goods to single-parent families living in difficulties. According to him, several families indicated that they need some daily necessities, including beds."

"I want to donate both the double bed in my room and the single bed in your room." Ning Yixiao looked at him, "What do you think?"

"Donate yours too?" Su Hui turned around, a little confused, "Then where do you sleep?"

Ning Yixiao walked over, and pressed his palm on Su Hui's bedding, "I just tried to take off the mattress and put it on the floor, and it was pretty good to sleep on. I also read a paper recently, and the conclusion is that reducing the The height of the bed is good for sleeping. It’s not bad, it’s like sleeping on tatami.”

Su Hui blinked slowly, still staring at Ning Yixiao's face motionlessly, as if expressing doubt.

"If you think this is not good, I will donate my bed and the bed in another room on the first floor." Ning paused for a while, "But Karl occasionally lives in that room, I remember that he likes to sleep in the upper floor. place."

Su Hui finally responded, "Donate mine."

He supported the edge of the bed and stood up, and confessed to Ning Yixiao honestly: "Actually, I wasn't used to sleeping..."

It's not that I'm not used to sleeping, it's that I don't sleep on the bed at all.

Ning Yixiao pretended not to know, and made a natural decision, "Then I'll contact the agency, and they'll come and pick it up within an hour." After speaking, he moved closer and suggested to Su Hui, "Let's get the bed together first." How about taking off the mat first and putting it on the ground?"

Su Hui nodded, and said softly, "Okay."

"It's just a matter of time to change the bedding." After Ning Yixiao finished speaking, she took out a new set of bedding from the cabinet. The bed sheet was dark blue, and the quilt cover was light baby blue, which was Su Hui's favorite color scheme.

Just like that, on a bad morning, Ning Yixiao suddenly came up with a strange idea of ​​donating, and like magic, he changed the bed that Su Hui hated.

Not only that, but he also used his natural tidying talent and his understanding of Su Hui to create a small square sea in the open space of the wooden floor, which is close to the ground and full of security.

But from the beginning to the end, Ning Yixiao never said that I did these for you.

He would only look at the master who moved the bed outside after the end, and say to Su Hui: "That single mother must be very grateful to you. Tonight she can sleep on that bed with her child in her arms."

When Ning Yixiao was about to leave the room, Su Hui unexpectedly said, "Ning Yixiao."

He turned around, "Huh?"

"How old is her child?" Su Hui asked.

Ning Yixiao stood on the spot and thought for a while, "It seems to be only four years old."

Su Hui stood up, walked to the table by herself, poured out a lot of colorful candies from a small box on the table, paused her movements, thought for a while, and put them all back.Bending down, Su Hui found a large children's picture book in the moving box that had never been cleared. It was a collection of classic fairy tales.

He brought a whole box of candy and the picture book and gave it to Ning Yixiao.

"Then give them these too."

"Yeah." Resisting the thought of stroking the top of Su Hui's head, he took the candy box and the book, looked at the cover of the picture book, it wasn't the previous one, "Don't you really like to read these during the mad period? Do you really want to give it away? "

Su Hui froze for a moment, he didn't expect Ning Yixiao to remember it.

When the manic period was severe, his mind was running wild, he couldn't concentrate at all, he couldn't read words, and he could only read children's picture books.

When we were still together, he stayed up most of the night and read picture books with the lights on. Ning Yixiao accompanied him, reading to him page by page like an adult telling a story to a child, and letting him lean on his shoulder.

"Yeah." Su Hui lowered his eyes, "Anyway, I won't need it for the time being."

"The children will thank you very much too." Ning Yixiao hooked the corner of his mouth, wrapped Su Hui's gift in a bag, and handed it to the person who moved the bed together.

After doing all this, when the huge house returned to tranquility, Su Hui realized that her emotions seemed to have eased a lot.

It was because he couldn't overcome the psychological barrier, he couldn't sleep on the bed, he could only sleep on the floor.

Su Hui knew that he was dependent on others, so he didn't expect that someone would move this bed away, accommodate him, and let him sleep on the floor as he wished.Obviously these are very troublesome things, but Ning did it directly overnight, and found a wonderful value for these "troubles".

Su Hui lay alone on the soft mattress with sore eyes.

He knows very well that he never got out, and he is getting deeper and deeper.If possible, he very much hoped that Ning Yixiao would not treat him so well, and not release light and heat out of kindness after they were over, because he was afraid that he would entangle him willfully again.

Su Hui's life is forced to be bound up with excitement and depression, just like the scissor-handed weirdo in the movie, choosing to hug Ning Yixiao is tantamount to choosing to hurt him.

Before Ning Yixiao went out, he knocked on his door, came in with ice cream, told Su Hui that he was too late to feed the ice cream, reminded him to come out to feed him later, and eat dinner by the way.

"I guess I'll be back later." Ning Yixiao put on a formal suit again, looking like she was about to attend an important occasion, but her tie didn't seem to be tied properly.

Su Hui found out, raised her finger, and reminded softly, "The tie is crooked."

Ning Yixiao stood where he was, "Really? Is that so." There were no mirrors around, so he fiddled with his feeling, but it got worse and worse.

Subconsciously, Su Hui wanted to raise her hand to help, but after hesitating for a moment, she gave up and said in a evasive way, "You can tidy up in front of the mirror in the entrance."

Ning Yixiao didn't ask for it forcefully, but curled the corners of his lips, pretending not to care, "Yes, I see."

He can push almost all the entertainment these days, but today's reception was organized by Jones himself, and several major shareholders of the company participated, so he couldn't push it.

Sitting in the car, Ning Yixiao looked at the rearview mirror, straightened the tie that was deliberately crooked, and then turned on the laptop to deal with the affairs.

When we arrived at the venue, the rain outside had stopped and the sky was completely dark.Ning Yixiao came to the banquet hall on the top floor, and was soon surrounded by crowds, becoming the center of a new topic.

He took a glass of champagne from the waiter's plate, and responded to everyone, showing a mask of talking and laughing, but he was very tired in his heart, and even hoped that the banquet hall would suddenly lose power, or that the entire New York would lose power altogether, and everything would be plunged into darkness. Going back home openly, he found all sorts of excuses to stay by Su Hui's side.

But this was obviously a delusion, Mr. Jones looked at him from a distance, and raised the wine glass in his hand.Like a secret signal, Ning Yixiao received it and walked towards him.

The others standing next to Jones tactfully excused themselves to move away, leaving the two of them space.In the eyes of everyone, Ning Yixiao is not only a young entrepreneur who is currently in the limelight in Silicon Valley, but also a future member of the Jones family.

Although Ning Yixiao knew very well that after a few months, these nihilistic titles would disappear along with the discussions of these people.

He just needs to be patient.

"Why don't you wear a ring?" Mr. Jones said suddenly, sounding like a gentle questioning.

Ning Yixiao looked at her empty hands, smiled, and naturally shirked the responsibility, "Bella has high requirements for accessories, and she thinks that wearing an unchanging ring will affect her daily outfits, so she hasn't chosen one yet. Ring."

But obviously, the old fox in front of him couldn't be fooled casually.

"Really?" Mr. Jones smiled kindly, "I've heard someone mention that you sold your first entrepreneurial project and spent a lot of money to customize a pair of rings at the jewelry counter. I thought you would directly Choose the pair from that year, after all, that means something different to you."

Ning Yixiao didn't expect that even these old events would be figured out by him.

He lowered his eyes and smiled, and found a reason to prevaricate, "That pair is very cheap, not suitable."

Then, Ning Yixiao deliberately said as if joking: "Jing Ming said it."

Mr. Jones also laughed, "Why don't you guess your mentor?"

Ning Yixiao took advantage of the opportunity to shift the topic to the professor. Seeing that other investors were looking for Mr. Jones, he made an appropriate excuse to go to the bathroom and cut off social interaction with Mr. Jones.

After washing his hands in the bathroom, Ning Yixiao put on his gloves again, and when he returned to the venue, he finally saw Jing Ming who had been late.Wearing a fuchsia-pink suit, he chatted with a woman who looked like a flamboyant flamingo.

Ning Yixiao was too lazy to join in the fun, so he walked to the arc-shaped balcony of the banquet hall, pushed open the glass door, and stood on the balcony to watch the night view.He really wanted to smoke, but he didn't bring it with him, so he gave up.

It didn't take long for the glass door to be opened again, and the noisy vocals and violin music leaked out for a short while, and was blocked in the moment it was closed.

"Aren't you cold?" Jing Ming walked to him and leaned his back against the round marble railing of the balcony.

Ning Yixiao stared at him and said abruptly, "This railing seems to be an antique, don't lean on it and fall."

"Fuck, is it true?" Jing Ming regretted his life so much that he quickly got up in fright, and looked back, "Really..."

Ning Yixiao said very coldly: "Do you think there are any ancient buildings in America?"

Only then did Jing Ming realize that he had been tricked by him, "Aren't you naive! You scared me..."

He was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, he quickly took a sip of wine to suppress his shock.

After the shock, Jing Ming's gossip essence could not help but be exposed.

"Hey, how is it?"

Ning Yixiao didn't even look at him, just stared at the night, "What about it?"

"Stop pretending here." Jing Ming said that he was annoyed by him, but actually found that Ning Yixiao's mood had improved a lot recently, and he was interested in joking with him, so he continued to gossip.

"Is it almost done?"

Ning Yixiao glanced at him, "How is that possible."

"How is it impossible?" Jing Ming sighed, "I'm dying for you."

"What are you in a hurry?"

"Before, I was anxious about you all the time. I couldn't eat or sleep. I couldn't take it anymore and brought you in front of people's eyes, but you didn't go directly. Can I not be in a hurry?" After Jing Ming finished speaking, he took a drink Toast.

Ning Yixiao leaned against the railing, and when he spoke, he exhaled misty white water vapor from his lips, and said in a deep voice, "Have you ever caught a kitten?"

The topic changed too quickly, Jing Ming was stunned and almost didn't keep up, "What? Catching kittens?"

"It's a stray cat on the side of the road."

Ning Yixiao looked at the flickering lights of the building not far away, "If you want to catch him the first time you find him, he will run away quickly. Although you want to help him and give him a home, but The kitten doesn't understand, he just gets scared."

He paused, and then said: "You can only let him try to accept you slowly, go to see him every day, give him a lot of food that he likes to eat, and then let him get used to your smell little by little, and try to get close to him. Wait until Only when his fear is completely eliminated can we start."

After finishing speaking, he took a sip of his wine and looked at Jingming, "Do you understand?"

"Tch." Jing Ming twirled the glass in his hand and clicked his tongue, "You understand quite well."

Ning Yixiao smiled wryly.

My lost cat, can I not know.

Jing Ming looked at him, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. Although he, a quick-tempered person, couldn't get along with someone like Ning Yixiao who took it easy, but at least he wasn't entangled now, and he had really made a decision. There is also some relief in my heart.

He couldn't help but recall the first time he saw Ning Yixiao, it was completely different from now.

That was their first public entrepreneurship class at S University. At that time, his impression of this Chinese student was that he was withdrawn.At that time, Ning Yixiao was almost in line with people's stereotype of geeks - eccentric personality, superior intelligence, studying programming all day, no life and no friends.

However, in the mid-term of the entrepreneurship class, students should propose their own entrepreneurial projects and plans at the request of the professor, and report publicly in front of everyone. Other students can choose whether to "invest" or not. practice points.

And at that mid-term report meeting, Ning Yixiao's entrepreneurial project received the highest investment, and more than two-thirds of the students chose to "invest in shares", which was completely unexpected by Jing Ming.

The lonely nerd in his eyes, after standing on the podium, can completely control the field, explain his ideas to everyone smoothly, use skillful language art, different personality charm, and meticulous project plan, conquered everyone.

After the report meeting, Jing Ming took the initiative to find him and told him directly that he wanted to be his friend or become his partner, not a virtual entrepreneurial project, but a real project.

Later, he did both, and became Ning Yixiao's angel investor.It's just that Ning Yixiao at that time couldn't stop working at all, as long as he stopped, he would fall into endless depression, drinking, insomnia, walking alone in the street late at night, as if there was an invisible vortex in his life, From time to time, it would show up and completely involve him.

Later, Ning Yixiao saved enough money for air tickets and went to Iceland. During that time, she almost lost contact with her school.Fortunately, after a few weeks, he returned safely, without any danger.

Since then, the mysterious vortex seemed to disappear temporarily, and Ning Yixiao was no longer depressed, but devoted all his time and energy to work. Together, they established their first start-up project - an online personal financial processing system.The results of this project were even better than he had imagined, but when the number of users gradually expanded and steadily increased, Ning Yixiao proposed to sell it.

Jing Ming didn't understand at that time that the combination of finance and the Internet was a trendy project, and it was the most suitable for earning money, but Ning Yixiao didn't want to, and he couldn't force it, so he followed his choice and sold the project to a bank for 200 million US dollars of cash.

When he earned the first pot of gold, Jing Ming naively thought that with Ning Yixiao's planning-addicted character, he would divide up the money right away, make plans one by one, and use it wisely. Promote new projects.

To his surprise, the first thing Ning Yixiao did was to take the card to a jewelry counter, where he spent 15 minutes ordering a pair of rings.

But Jing Ming had never seen that pair of rings before, if it wasn't for the existence of electronic bills, he would have thought that Ning Yixiao hadn't bought them at all.

He didn't even have anything to send out.

They used the remaining money as the principal and invested it in a new project, which was completely different from the previous financial direction. Ning Yixiao put forward an idea that was almost contrary to it, which was very unrealistic and very disturbing for Ning Yixiao.

He established an artificial intelligence team, hired scientific researchers with high salaries, and built a database at a high price. He is committed to using artificial intelligence to identify human emotions and simulate human feedback.

This concept was opposed by many people at the beginning. This is not a good project to make money in the conventional sense. Investors do not think it is meaningful to break such a barrier, let alone that it will bring them benefits, and even He didn't even bother to listen to his ideas. Ning Yixiao had been treated coldly and was used to being underestimated, so when he succeeded, the whole team was extremely excited and felt that it was hard won.

Jing Ming still remembered that when the company's market value exceeded 1000 million US dollars, they held a small party inside the company. At that time, he thought that they would succeed if they continued to do so, so he asked Ning Yixiao what his plans were in the future.

Ning Yixiao held the chilled beer bottle, but didn't take a few sips. He looked sober and not so happy. He replied: His plan was only planned for 15 years later.

In other words, terminate at the age of 40.

Jing Ming didn't believe it, and thought he was very funny, obviously he was a person who was keen on planning everything.

[real. ]

[If I continue to live like this, I will probably leave my job after the age of 40. ]

Jing Ming even remembered his expression at that time, his eyes clearly reflected the beautiful coastline of San Francisco, but what he seemed to see was heavy snow.

[I want to move to Iceland, live there for a year, turn every corner, and be euthanized. ]

A gust of cold wind blew by, and his thoughts returned to reality. Jing Ming lowered his head, looked at the empty glass, then looked at Ning Yixiao, and said abruptly: "I still prefer your current appearance."

It seems that it is a good thing to decide to help Ning Yixiao face the past without authorization.

Ning Yixiao raised her eyebrows, not quite understanding what he said.

Compared with the idea of ​​euthanasia in Iceland at the age of 41, Jing Ming thought, what a good plan it is to catch kittens.