Bitter Tea [101 Mei Xuan]

During the four-hour drive, Meng Meiqi suffered from motion sickness completely.

Dragging his almost collapsed body, he wobbled to the door of the house he hadn't been back to since school started, and raised his hand to knock.

Fu Jing rushed out almost instantly, her slippers almost flew away, and the corners of her mouth were still covered with potato chip crumbs. Seeing Meng Meiqi's distressed appearance, she smiled uncontrollably for a long time before stretching out her hand to pull her in.

Familiar with the way, she found her own slippers from the shoe cabinet. Meng Meiqi kicked off her shoes and put them on, and rolled her eyes at Fu Jing.Fu Jing was still holding a bag of potato chips in her arms, shaking her head as if she was heartbroken while eating.Meng Meiqi was impatient, and pushed her aside with a slap: "Get up and drive, I'm exhausted, this car stinks."

Fu Jing took two steps back and stood firm. Meng Meiqi glanced at the empty living room and asked, "Where is my mother?"

Fu Jing said: "My aunt has gone out, she must not want to see you."

Thinking of Cheng Jieling's casual temper, Meng Meiqi laughed: "Do you think she will avoid me?"

Fu Jing turned around and sat back on the sofa: "Anyway, I'm not going to buy you snacks."

Meng Meiqi took off her coat and threw it on the sofa, walked to the refrigerator door and opened it.The lower three floors were full, Meng Meiqi looked around from top to bottom, and said with relief: "I bought something for me, Fu Jing, you can do it."

An exasperated voice came over: "You fart, I bought it for my aunt!"

Meng Meiqi squatted down, rummaged through the bottom layer, and took out a bag of ice cream with a purple-black skin. Looking back, it was her favorite blueberry chocolate flavor: "Don't be silly, my mother doesn't eat this kind of ice cream. Stuff." After bursting the ice cream packaging bag, Meng Meiqi half-lyed on the sofa next to Fu Jing, and let out a long and comfortable sigh.

Fu Jing sniffled and kicked Meng Meiqi's waist: "You stink, go take a shower!"

Meng Meiqi grabbed her ankle and said calmly, "I just changed my clothes this morning, don't be kidding."

Fu Jing tried to pull out her legs, her mouth flattened in disgust: "It really stinks, your bus is the stinkiest, let me tell you."

"Go for a while, go for a while, rest for a while."

What was shown on TV was a Korean idol drama from who knows how many years ago, with pink and tender filters, a male protagonist with a pot head and single eyelids domineering president, and a crying female protagonist who told her hard work, this kind of routine is old a few years ago. Only an idiot like Fu Jing likes to watch this movie, and he is as sleepy as the heroine.

Meng Meiqi took a bite of the ice cream: "Look at another one."

Fu Jing held the remote control in her arms, stretched her legs and put it on Meng Meiqi's body, and said, "Don't do it, don't you have something to ask me, just ask."

"...Let me tell you something first." Meng Meiqi licked her lips, hesitated for a moment, and said slowly: "I... broke up with Zhou Zhenan." This statement didn't seem right, she thought about it , and said: "He broke up with me, he mentioned it."

Fu Jing didn't seem surprised, she didn't even raise her eyelids: "Isn't that good?"

After eating the ice cream, Meng Meiqi held the ice cream stick in her mouth: "Huh?"

Fu Jing continued: "I don't have to be tortured by you, that's great."

Meng Meiqi spat out the ice cream stick, raised her hand and threw it into the trash can. Hearing this statement, she smiled and said, "When did I torture him?"

"You don't like him, and being with someone you don't like is the same as being with someone you like. You can't hide it, whether it's expressions or various details." Fu Jing shook her head: "That Zhou Zhenan How much the little boy likes you, I can tell at a glance when you two stand together, but you don’t like him, it’s also a matter of one glance, he used to get along with you every day, of course he can feel it.”

Meng Meiqi didn't speak, but nodded slowly.

"If the two of you can't contribute equally in this relationship, there will be problems sooner or later. Think about it for yourself, who is the person who initiates the chat every day, who proposes to meet each other, who will be happy to see each other Whoever it was, who was holding each other's hands when we walked together, it was all him, so in the end the one who was sad was still him."

Meng Meiqi smiled and said, "What you said is really good."

Fu Jing proudly said: "Of course, you little bastard still has something to learn, so, I say it's good, because he can still bring it up now, if he pulls out when he is in the deepest, maybe the whole person will die." Only half left."

Meng Meiqi sighed and rubbed her temples: "I am sorry for him."

"Of course it's you." Fu Jing said, "Why agree if you don't like it, and play with other people's feelings."

Meng Meiqi didn't say anything, she was right, from Zhou Zhenan's point of view, she was maliciously playing with his feelings.He clearly agreed with his mouth, but he never really regarded him as a boyfriend physically and psychologically. He even had to remind himself occasionally that the relationship with this person was different, and he should be treated specially, but often he couldn't.

Zhou Zhenan is a very good person, gentle and tolerant of everything about her, including the indifference and indifference again and again, and the gap between psychology and reality that he digests alone.He is also a romantic little boy, he will confess to her on the path full of colorful lights, he will eat at the table full of candles, and even find sweet idol dramas to watch with her, every time Seeing his bright eyes, Meng Meiqi knew what he was thinking, but she never responded, not even once.

This time to break up, on the surface, he finally left a person who didn't love him, but in fact, he was fulfilling her and the person she liked in disguise.It must have been extremely painful for Zhou Zhenan to make this decision, and he had also thought about it for a long time.Maybe he didn't look for her for a week this time because he was struggling in the end. Even if Meng Meiqi liked him a little bit, it wouldn't really take him so long to forget to contact him.

But she didn't, she really forgot.

Fu Jing looked at Meng Meiqi's gradually gloomy face, and kicked over again: "Hey, that's fine, you've promised him, and you're still a human being."

Meng Meiqi rubbed her eyes, sat up straight, and asked again: "There's something else about Wu Xuanyi..."

Fu Jing threw the potato chips away, and sat up and looked at her seriously.

Meng Meiqi took a breath and met Fu Jing's eyes: "Wu Xuanyi likes me, right?"

"Damn it." Fu Jing's brows twitched, her mouth and nose twisted together, as if she wanted to jump up and strangle her to death: "I just said that you are a human being, and you are asking me this kind of question now?"

Meng Meiqi smiled bitterly: "I have to figure it out, I can't make fun of her life, I..."

She lowered her eyebrows and said softly, "I don't want to be sorry to anyone anymore."

Fu Jing snorted, crossed her arms, and said, "That's all you have left with conscience, okay, tell me the truth, you really didn't notice it when you were freshman in high school?"

Meng Meiqi's eyes widened: "...During the first year of high school?"

Fu Jing also widened her eyes, and said after a while: "You really don't know at all? Yes, yes, you really can, tsk tsk tsk."

Meng Meiqi's face turned pale for a moment. If it really started from the first year of high school, how desperate would the last message she sent at the train station make her?

"Tell me everything..." Her voice was hoarse: "Tell me everything."

Fu Jing didn't hesitate either, she tilted her head and thought for a while, before she said: "After the blackboard report is over, according to the past habit, the person on duty will wipe the back blackboard clean for the representatives of each subject to record their homework. One day Just as the student on duty was about to wipe it with a rag as usual, Wu Xuanyi suddenly said that he didn’t need it, and then brought a small blackboard from home, saying that it would be used for us to record homework in the future. ..."

Fu Jing seemed to have thought of something funny, hooked the corners of her lips, and said with a smile: "One day the math teacher happened to ask us to go to the office. At first I thought it was telling us to do something, but I didn't realize it was Wu Xuanyi There is a small problem in my homework, a very small problem. Knowing so-and-so, proves what she is going to do. You must know how rigorous and careful she is, and she will make such a small mistake. I couldn't help laughing, but after laughing for a while, I found that her expression was wrong."

Fu Jing said slowly: "She immediately turned pale, and I felt that something was wrong at the time, and after I asked her carefully, she told me."

"She said she seemed to like you."

"She said she had never encountered such a thing."

"She said she didn't know what to do."

Her heart shrank suddenly, and Meng Meiqi couldn't imagine Wu Xuanyi's expression when she said this, let alone her mood when he teased her unscrupulously in front of her.The powerlessness that had swept over her once again made a comeback. Meng Meiqi lowered her head, and the scene of that snowy night three years ago reappeared before her eyes again. Wu Xuanyi's eyes that had hidden too much emotion fell on her again through three years of time, with burning eyes. The human temperature left scorched marks on this heart.

The sound of the key being inserted into the lock came from outside the door. Fu Jing bumped Meng Meiqi with an elbow, jumped up and greeted Cheng Jieling who came in with a smile: "Auntie, you are back, take a look at your heartless daughter. Sit down."

Cheng Jieling handed the plastic bag to Fu Jing, glanced at Meng Meiqi who was standing up, and snorted: "I still know how to come back."

Meng Meiqi licked her lips and said awkwardly, "Why did you go there just now?"

Cheng Jieling pointed to the plastic bag that Fu Jing brought into the kitchen with her chin: "I'm hungry, cook something new."

Fu Jing tore open the plastic bag, saw the dishes inside, and said excitedly: "Auntie, are you going to make Coca-Cola Chicken Wings? And sweet and sour fish! Oh my God, there are also fried potato chips, tomato sauce, tomato sauce, I love you so much, auntie!"

Meng Meiqi smiled, those were her favorite dishes in the past.

Cheng Jieling rolled up her sleeves, walked into the kitchen and unceremoniously lifted Fu Jing out, and closed the kitchen door, her iconic voice came through the glass door: "Let's play, dinner is on time at six o'clock , wait."

Fu Jing let out a sigh, and nestled back on the sofa with the potato chips in her arms. The scene of the hero and heroine hugging was playing on the TV. Fu Jing was so absorbed in watching that she even forgot to eat the potato chips.

Meng Meiqi stood there for a while, looking at the busy figure behind the frosted glass door of the kitchen, with mixed feelings for a while.

Dinner was a long-lost feast. Meng Meiqi hadn't eaten such an authentic home-cooked dish for a long time. Coca-Cola chicken wings were specially added with a layer of soft and fragrant cheese, and potato chips were fried golden and crispy. Meng Meiqi and Fu Jing ate it alone Two bowls of rice, barely able to walk.

After not coming back for a long time, Meng Meiqi consciously went to wash the dishes, and Fu Jingconscience also ran over to help when she found out.Warm water flowed between the fingers, and the kitchen lights were a bit out of order, flickering every few seconds.Fu Jing squeezed the detergent onto the cleaning ball, rubbed the foam from her hands, and wiped it on Meng Meiqi's face: "Little brat, what are you going to do, have you thought about it?"

Meng Meiqi slapped her hands away, looked up at the time on the range hood, and said, "Think about it."

56:[-]:[-].

Fu Jing laughed twice, rubbed the oil bowl and said, "I don't believe you."

Meng Meiqi lowered her eyebrows and said with a light smile, "I'll go back to the car at 07:30."

With a slip of her hand, Fu Jing almost dropped the bowl in her hand. Subconsciously, she glanced into the living room and said in a low voice, "Can you stop being so impulsive? Think it over for me!"

Meng Meiqi didn't raise her head: "I think clearly, you don't have to worry."

Fu Jing frowned, and her expression became serious: "This is really not that simple. I tell you about her because I want you to know her heart, but I don't want you to go to her impulsively now. Between you It’s not easy to be together, there are many things to consider.”

"I know." Rubbing her fingers on the edge of the celadon bowl, Meng Meiqi looked at the sink full of foam and dishes, and the girl in the white school uniform appeared in front of her eyes. Confused by profound emotions.Meng Meiqi raised the corners of her lips, and her eyes couldn't help being a little hazy. She said softly, "I know, I know it will be difficult. I went back to tell her that I really won't run away this time."

I won't miss you foolishly, and I won't see your sincerity again.

Because I like you too.

Fu Jing was so angry that she took a breath and said, "You should at least think about your future."

Meng Meiqi said: "Don't talk to me about the world. I don't want to know other people's opinions. As long as she is not afraid of these things, I am not afraid. Now I only know that I miss her, and I want to find her, that's all."

Nineteen fifteen minutes and thirteen seconds.

After washing the last plate and putting it in the cabinet, Meng Meiqi wiped her hands and walked to the entrance to change her shoes.Fu Jing came out, glanced at Cheng Jieling who was sitting on the sofa digesting food, trotted to Meng Meiqi's side and said in a low voice, "I'll ask you one last time, are you sure you're not impulsive, have you really thought it through?"

Before Meng Meiqi could speak, Cheng Jieling suddenly stood up and walked in front of the two of them. Fu Jing laughed dryly, and just wanted to explain Meng Meiqi's behavior, Cheng Jieling said, "Let her go."

The two of them froze together, Cheng Jieling pouted, and continued: "What good can you do if you come back suddenly? I'm your mother, why don't I know? Let her go."

Meng Meiqi stammered, "I... I'm looking for a friend..."

"You've got it." Cheng Jieling rolled her eyes: "Don't talk nonsense, I know who you are going to find. Recently, there is an old woman who is always pestering me. It just so happens..."

The following words were almost depressing murmurs, and Meng Meiqi was confused: "What?"

Cheng Jieling slapped Meng Meiqi on the back of the head, and said viciously: "Go, there's too much shit."

Fu Jing was stunned for a while, and Meng Meiqi's expression was similar, but she had nothing to worry about after getting her mother's words. She quickly bent down to change her shoes, stomped on the ground twice, and was about to push the door After going out, Cheng Jieling said again: "I'm really envious."

The sound was very small, but Meng Meiqi still heard it, subconsciously turned around and asked something, and then thought of something covering the back of his head with both hands.

Cheng Jieling didn't seem to want to say this, so he hissed twice before saying, "I'm so envious, you still have love to chase after."

Like enlightenment, Meng Meiqi's eyes lit up instantly.

2115:[-].

After saying goodbye to the two, Meng Meiqi quickly went downstairs and rushed all the way to the bus station.There were already many people waiting at the station. Standing outside the station, Meng Meiqi saw many scenes of separation of family and couples. She couldn't help but think of the train station three years ago. After she was finally submerged in the crowd, even if she looked back, She also couldn't see the goodbye that pierced into her heart behind that figure.

Meng Meiqi took two deep breaths, the heart in her chest was beating like crazy, the cold wind blew over, but the temperature on her face did not subside in the slightest, Meng Meiqi took out her mobile phone and watched the time passing by on the interface .

19: 30.

wait for me.

The author has something to say:

this chapter. . .I didn't write the feeling I wanted, alas, I will change it when I have time.