Chapter 23

◎ Saying one thing and thinking another◎

While taking out the trash, Du Ningyang took a detour to a small drugstore and bought iodine and cotton swabs. She applied them little by little to Wen Xu with little patience, then tore off a Band-Aid and applied it carefully and evenly.

In order to save money when paying the bill, she bought a Band-Aid with a floral pattern, printed with cats and mice.

When she applied the Band-Aid herself, it was either stuck together or wrinkled. But this Band-Aid fit so well on Wen Xu's thumb that she praised it repeatedly: "Wow, it's amazing, perfect!"

"Is it childish?" Wen Xu smiled and pinched Du Ningyang's face.

When did they become so familiar with each other? Is it possible to pinch faces like this as a joke, with noses touching noses and fingers touching to apply Band-Aids to each other?

It seems... right, this is the first time they have had such an atmosphere. Du Ningyang looked at Wen Xu blankly, turned her head away awkwardly, pretending to look at the floor tiles, and said something out of nowhere, "If you think it's childish, just tear it off."

"No," Wen Xu straightened Du Ningyang's tilted head and looked at her straight, "I like this, I like watching Tom and Jerry."

So he said the pattern of the band-aid was childish... Du Ningyang was howling in her heart, it turned out that she was being sentimental again.

Wen Xu caught it, there was some small and subtle resentment in her eyes, as if expressing dissatisfaction-you didn't thank me, you didn't praise me for being cute.

"Not only like this," he gave an affirmative answer: "I like you to help me put it on... I also like to make food for you."

Du Ningyang was speechless for a while, but her heart began to beat violently, thump, thump, thump occupying the entire background sound.

How could she say this, what should she say?

She shook her head vigorously from side to side, trying to shake Wen Xu's hand away.

Wen Xu's hands gently held her face, but it didn't mean he had no strength. Regardless of whether to destroy the ambiguous atmosphere at the moment, he suddenly wanted to find out why she was drunk last night.

He asked tentatively, his tone became weaker, without the questioning and aggressiveness that he expected last night, "What did you do last night?"

"I went to Xu Zhaolin's house for dinner," she answered without hesitation.

"Went to Xu Zhaolin's house? Who else?"

Why was it different from what he thought? Why did she go to her "friend and rival"'s house for dinner? Could it be that Wei Ye was also there, and they were happily traveling together as a group of three?

Du Ningyang was at a loss for words about Wen Xu's question, "Who else could it be, it must be Zhu Yao."

Wen Xu wanted to ask, "What did you eat? What did you talk about? Why did three people drink so much wine when they were having dinner at home? Did they talk about sad things?"

He wanted to ask more, "You didn't talk about Wei Ye, did you?" What he wanted

to ask most was, "What's the matter with you tattooing Wei Ye's name on your hand?"

A guest pushed the door in, and the words were already in his throat, about to come out, but he swallowed them back embarrassedly.

Courage is a mysterious thing. It surges into my head in an instant, and disappears without a trace in an instant.

It depends on the right time, right place and right people. When there is one more person present, his arrogance will be completely eliminated. Wen Xu was about to go upstairs in a huff. Du Ningyang said "wait a minute" to the guests and stopped Wen Xu.

She asked: "Are you going out tonight? Probably... around nine o'clock."

"I haven't decided yet. I don't have classes today anyway, so maybe I'll go to the movies."

He didn't have anywhere to go. There was not even a coin in his trouser pocket. He was not worthy of going out to play at all. The cobblestones on the pedestrian street were worn out by him.

"Then do you want to play with us? Xu Zhaolin and Zhu Yao."

Du Ningyang thought, this guy asked so many questions for no reason, he must be lonely and have no friends, and he wants to find them to kill time.

Wen Xu was secretly delighted. Hey, why is Wei Ye not here? They didn't bring Wei Ye to play.

He wanted to ask again, "What are we going to do?" But in this deserted little shop, it was hard for someone to come. He was afraid that the customer would get impatient waiting, so he just said "OK".

Who cares what he does, as long as there is something to do.

But Wen Xu didn't expect that the three college scumbags would climb to the roof to watch the total lunar eclipse as their night activity ten years after graduation. There is a kind of weird and simple nostalgic romance.

The temperature dropped sharply at night, and Du Ningyang Aimei wore a new windbreaker jacket and shivered with cold.

While Xu Zhaolin and Zhu Yao were taking pictures with their mobile phones, Wen Xu sat at the edge and wrapped her in his coat. Her little head rested gently on his shoulder, quiet and peaceful.

When the shadow of the earth covered the moon and the deep red moon darkened the sky, he kissed her forehead.

In a voice that only the two of them could hear, she complained softly, "On the day we watched the stars in Xi Village, you were the only one who didn't come except Xu Zhaolin."

Wen Xu has always regretted this. But he is not the only one who feels regretful.

He was one day late for the sketching group, and then he left in the middle of the process, and never appeared in the studio again. After that hot summer, she officially embarked on the right track of her high school career, living a busy and regular blurred life day after day.

Passing by the node of a brief intersection, the road ahead will be missed more and more. Fortunately, they are two curves, and now they are confusedly intertwined.

"I'm sorry," he said, "I was thinking about the meteor shower, I can make a wish, and I can help you make more wishes, so I thought of all the wishes in advance."

She looked up and looked at him intently, "It doesn't matter, there was no meteor shower that night, they just spread it nonsense. Tell me, what wish do you want to make for me?"

The overlapping earth and moon gradually staggered, and the outline of the crescent bud gradually blurred, like her curved eyes.

-The

tourist bus left at seven o'clock.

The first stop was the studio, the second stop was Huaguang, and the third stop was the north of the city. After driving on the highway for three hours out of the city, and then turning a short section of the rural road, you can reach the entrance of Xi Village.

Compared with the usual small spring and autumn tours, the nearly four-hour drive, plus the seven-day and five-night stay, can be regarded as a "long-distance trip". In addition, the final exams had just been completed, and the summer vacation officially arrived. Everyone was very excited - so excited that they forgot that they were going to sketch and had to hand in homework every day.

Du Ningyang and Zhu Yao took advantage of the short gap between the holiday and the trip to go shopping at the wholesale market. They bought a bunch of "second-hand clothes" of average quality but fashionable styles. They took them home without washing them and took them to Xi Village and stuffed them into the suitcase.

Who knew that when he woke up the next morning, the suitcase had turned into an oversized snakeskin travel bag.

"Your suitcase is too small. If it is filled with clothes, there will be no room for daily necessities and medicine boxes. Mom found a big bag for you, so that you don't have to buy anything when you go to the village," Fang Fang knew that Du Ningyang would pout and prepared a response in advance.

Du Ningyang was obviously still asleep. He stared at the oversized snakeskin bag for a long time but couldn't come up with anything. She let out a reluctant whine.

The sketching trip she imagined was to bring a newly bought summer dress, push a flexible bright yellow universal wheel suitcase, hold a straw sun hat with one hand, and look back with a charming smile.

Instead of dragging this old-fashioned, outdated, overloaded, snakeskin travel bag like a refugee.

"Mom..." Du Ningyang suddenly squatted down and struggled to open the zipper. He found that the bag was of poor quality. The zipper was stuck and couldn't be pulled properly. He gritted his teeth and asked, "What did you put in it? It's too heavy. I can't lift it!"

"I didn't bring anything. It's better to be prepared," Fang Fang glanced at the clock. "Well, I have to leave. I have to go to Huaguang to wait for the bus. Mom brought you breakfast."

What Fang Fang said about waiting for the bus was standing on the platform like a fool thirty to forty minutes in advance. Du Ningyang didn't have this habit, and she was very proud of her face in the studio.

She squatted down and put the things she wanted in the snakeskin bag into her beautiful bright yellow box.

"Oh, there's nothing we can do with this girl," Fang Fang shook her head at Du Minda, "Are you leaving too?"

"Yeah, oh, it's almost late," Du Minda grabbed a cake from the table and stuffed it into his mouth, "I guess I can come back early today."

"Isn't Young Master Wen going to sketch with Ningning?"

"He has an English test today, it seems to be called Tuo... Tuerfu. He has been preparing for it for a long time, and he will be liberated after passing the test. Hehe, I will be liberated too," Du Minda opened the door and slammed it shut.

"Wen Xu is not going?" Du Ningyang, who was squatting and busy, looked up and asked.

"No, your dad is sending him to take the exam," Fang Fang glanced at the clock again, "Hurry up, you can't go if you're late, and I won't care if you have no place to cry."

Du Ningyang felt a fleeting sense of loss in her heart. She quickened the pace of rummaging through the boxes, and the moment she closed them

, she felt a refreshing feeling like a warrior putting his sword into the scabbard, "Let's go!" Fang Fang helped her push the boxes, and kept instructing her all the way, "Draw well, study hard, improve your level, remember to lock the door when you go to bed at night, don't leave the group, don't run around, don't play around, don't spend money randomly, but you still have to spend the money you should spend, don't eat randomly, but you can eat the plum blossom cake, a specialty of Xicun

..." "Got it, Mom," Du Ningyang saw from a distance that there were already classmates waiting on the platform, and wanted to go over to chat with them, so she waved to Fang Fang, "I'll buy you a souvenir!"

"Oh, I don't want those..." Fang Fang knew that she was playful, "Call mom every night to report safety."

"Got it!" Du Ningyang jumped forward and soon joined the chattering crowd.

Almost everyone has downloaded new songs to their MP3s, and their school bags are filled with snacks instead of painting supplies. Classmates who are not very familiar with each other can chat with each other at this moment, praising each other's new clothes and watches. The bus arrived on time, and the teenagers got on the bus noisily.

"Here, here!" Zhu Yao got on the bus at the first stop and took a good double seat in the back row.

Du Ningyang squeezed to the back like he saw a relative, looking around as he squeezed, "Hey? Where's Xu Zhaolin? Didn't he get on the bus with you?"

"Him! He has appendicitis, the teacher said he won't come!"

"Isn't this too unlucky?"

"Yeah! I guess he has a problem with his character. Forget him. I downloaded the latest episodes of "I Want to Tell You", a pure love show. Do you want to watch it with me?" "No!

I want to listen to Xu Song."

It was a short four-hour drive to Xi Village. At first, they played their own games, but later the atmosphere gradually became lively. I don't know who got a microphone from somewhere, and the teenagers began to take turns to sing in front of the bus. It was

super harmonious and happy.

Du Ningyang and Zhu Yao buried their faces under the seats and laughed secretly because someone sang out of tune. Laughing and laughing, she didn't know why, she thought of Wen Xu who was taking an English exam at the moment, and couldn't help but feel that he was so pitiful. In addition to sympathy, she actually smiled for no reason.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhu Yao asked.

"I feel that someone is very unlucky and pitiful," you can't just say that this person is Wen Xu.

"What's there to sympathize with Xu Zhaolin," Zhu Yao made the wrong person, "He must have secretly eaten delicious food behind our backs."

"Then when you get back, will you visit the patient?"

"Yes, I will definitely go." The guy who says one thing and means another.