Each world be

At a certain moment, Shi Qing had a strong urge. She wanted to analyze everything about herself in front of him without reservation, from her skin to her heart, inside and out.

But she felt timid again.

If I can’t even reconcile with myself, how can I place my hope on a stranger I’ve only known for a few months?

Even if this person once saved her and now says he loves her.

She couldn't answer, just as she couldn't face herself.

Ji Wen Zhong's gaze was too scorching. Shi Qing felt like she was being burned by him and was about to melt completely.

Silent sadness filled her entire chest, and surging grievances blocked her throat. She was so sad that she couldn't speak.

Seeing that she remained silent for a long time, Ji Wen Zhong seemed to sigh in disappointment.

Very sensitively, Shi Qing subconsciously pondered that sigh, was it a condemnation or disappointment? Would he feel that he was too ungrateful?

"If you really can't accept it, then just treat this as an act and treat me as Song Zhoudu."

Ji Wen Zhong pretended to be relaxed and chuckled, "Aren't you just trying to improve your acting skills? Maybe this method can help you."

"Ji Wen Zhong, I... I'm sorry." Shi Qing suppressed the sour feeling in his heart and still refused while hesitating.

Even so, isn't it okay?

Ji Wenzhong's eyes dimmed and he forced a smile, "It's getting late, you should go back and rest first."

Hearing this, Shi Qing breathed a sigh of relief as if he was a tortured prisoner who had been freed. He immediately opened the car door and fled.

She ran away impatiently, as if some terrible beast was chasing her.

Ji Wen Zhong watched her disappear in the dim light, like a turned-off car light, and the flickering light in his eyes completely dissipated.

The surroundings were dark and the air became unusually hot. Ji Wen Zhong felt a little chest tightness and pulled at the buttons on his collar.

Then, a crisp metallic sound suddenly sounded, and the man's half-closed eyebrows and eyes were reflected on the car window, obscure and unclear. Gradually, only a little scarlet was left.

It was not until the hot cigarette ash fell off and the burning feeling on his skin told him that the girl would not come back that Ji Wen Zhong finally moved.

The car quickly drove into the night.

_

Three o'clock in the morning.

In the dark room, only a corner of the bed emitted a faint light, and fierce and loud crying overflowed, and then returned to silence.

“Don’t you do that.”

"Don't you say your good-byes."

“Not yet.”

……

As the classic music at the end of the film sounded, Shi Qing, who was sitting in front of the tablet, was already in tears.

I don’t know if it’s because the movie is too sad or for some other reason.

She felt as if her chest was filled with cotton wool, and every breath she took was almost a spasm. She cried so hard that she was out of breath and her whole body was shaking.

After a long time, she finally caught the rhythm of her breathing, but her eyelids were red, swollen and dull, and her cheeks were sticky.

She casually washed her face with cold water, and with the remaining sadness, she finally lay down to rest.

However, her nose was blocked and her stomach was rumbling, so she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

Finally, she stood up and walked out of the room barefoot.

The upper part of the refrigerator was completely empty, with no ingredients to cook. There was only one ice cream cone left in the freezer.

Shi Qing was so hungry that he took it out and started eating. The ice cream was cold and could not satisfy hunger. It had no other effect except providing a little bit of coolness in the summer.

Shi Qing thought about it, returned to the room, found the mobile phone under the quilt, and opened the food delivery app.

After scrolling through half a page, I realized that the store was closed and I wouldn't be able to eat until tomorrow.

Shi Qing opened the page on his phone aimlessly, flipping through it, and finally swiped to the address book.

The finger that was about to press the return button paused. She looked at the few names, and the three words "Ji Wen Zhong" were particularly conspicuous.

For some unknown reason, she clicked on the pattern that looked like the door handle of her hometown.

A beeping reminder sound suddenly rang out.

Shi Qing's heart was pounding wildly. She guessed hopefully that Ji Wen Zhong might have fallen asleep, and he wouldn't have heard her if she hung up a second later.

But, she couldn't help but think, if, if he really accepted it...

As if hearing her thoughts, a hoarse male voice came from the other end of the phone, "Hello?"

Shi Qing's heart skipped a beat. She held her breath, too frightened to speak.

There was no response from the other end of the phone. Ji Wen Zhong closed his eyes sleepily, and the phone in his hand fell to the ground weakly.

Just as I was falling asleep, a very gentle voice came from my phone, "Ji Wen Zhong?"

"Um……"

Ji Wen Zhong responded subconsciously, and suddenly realized something. He suddenly opened his stiff eyelids, touched his mobile phone, and squinted at the "little black cat" on the screen in the bright light.

"Qingqing?" He was still a little groggy and his throat ached from being drunk.

Listening to Ji Wenzhong seeming to wake up, she hesitated for a moment and asked softly: "Does what you said before still count?"

The man seemed not to be fully awake yet. He asked in confusion, "What?"

Shi Qing pursed her lips and said something that someone who was woken up in the middle of the night might not understand, "I'm hungry now."

There was silence on the other side for a while. Just when Shi Qing thought that he might not remember, Ji Wen Zhong said slowly:

"Of course it counts. But I didn't expect you to be so resistant to hunger at that time. Your answer was neither 'later' nor 'tomorrow', but the early morning of several months later."

He chuckled softly, his magnetic voice carrying an alluring and bewitching feeling.

"Are you hungry now? Do you want me to come over and pick you up so we can have a meal together? Even though it may be a little late, there will always be restaurants that are open."

Shi Qing smiled happily and asked him curiously: "What if everyone goes to bed?"

"No, someone must be awake."

Just like you and me.

Shi Qing was very stubborn, "I mean, if everyone is asleep and no store is open, what should we do?"

Ji Wenzhong thought for a moment and replied:

"Then we will wait outside the store until the first ray of sunlight rises over the horizon tomorrow, walk into the first store that opens, and eat the first steaming bowl of noodles."

Shi Qing lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling, her voice soft, "But I don't like eating noodles."

"Then what do you want to eat?"

Shi Qing rolled into the quilt and took a light sniff. "I want to eat cake, the cake from tonight."

Ji Wen Zhong was stunned for a moment, then smiled lovingly, "Okay."

The two of them stopped talking and listened to each other's faint heartbeat in warmth and tacit understanding.

"Ji Wen Zhong..." After a long time, Shi Qing muttered his name vaguely.

"I'm here." Still a calm and sober response.

"My grandma has a cat...very sweet and soft...just as cute as the one on the bridge."

Her words were intermittent and had a very strong nasal tone, and she was obviously very sleepy.

Ji Wenzhong's heart softened, "Can I take a look?"

Shi Qing grumbled in a muffled voice, "But it's gone, and grandma..."

Her voice was too soft and Ji Wen Zhong couldn't hear the second half.

"Qingqing?"

He called out tentatively and looked at the screen again, the call was still displayed.

A faint sound of light breathing could be heard from the phone, but it was impossible to catch it unless you looked carefully.

Ji Wenzhong's eyes were full of tenderness. "Good night, Qingqing."