Chapter 48

◎Then my dream has come true◎

They couldn't reach the newly built attractions by walking alone, just like when she was here before, the trajectory of life was like a fixed and measurable circle, and the city's decadence and extravagance were outside the circle, separated by a transparent but indestructible barrier.

At the corner across the road, a cart pulling a simple shed was lit, and a middle-aged woman under the light was peeling pineapples. Her technique was skillful, and the pineapple skin fell off in circles and bounces.

Then, the round flesh was cut in half and soaked in salt water to eliminate the astringent taste.

"Do you want to eat it? It should be a local pineapple, very sweet," Du Ningyang pulled Wen Xu's sleeve, "It seems a bit salty just now..."

"I want to eat it," the green light came on, and he took her hand naturally, repeating the theory of her friends, "After eating salty food, you should eat sweet food."

Then they ate pineapples while walking aimlessly on the road, passing by a street corner park, with a strong atmosphere of life. There were elderly people sitting under the trees, playing chess in a circle, and young couples hiding behind the bushes, flirting.

She was tired and wanted to rest for a while.

The fountain in the center was closed in the evening. She looked at the dry pool quietly, thinking. During her

first and second short-term visits, she and her friends and lovers went to some scenic spots. In the third and fourth visits, countless times, her route gradually became fixed, from the Shenzhen Railway Station to the small room in the building, then to the store, and then to the street corner parks that she passed by hurriedly but never stopped.

She thought of that noon when she and Zhu He sat on the platform of the fountain pool, and he handed her a ticket and asked her to go back.

At that time, he said: "Your life should return to the right track."

What kind of choice is on the right track?

What kind of life is not off track?

If she went back and never came back, and continued her life after returning, just like he said at the end, without rushing into the rain, would her life become better?

Without a clear definition, no decision can be considered wrong. Even if it is an ordinary friend without any selfish motives, she will definitely rush into the rain.

Whether it is Zhu He, Jin Zhenqi or Wen Xu, she will definitely rush into the rain. Those who don't believe in her don't understand her sincere heart.

It is a primitive impulse that belongs to Du Ningyang alone.

There is nothing wrong with her now, except that she is a little lacking in material things and has not become rich as expected. She has everything else, such as love, feelings, and friendship, and they are very rich.

There is nothing wrong with her life.

Du Ningyang held the pineapple in his mouth, supported the platform with his hands, jumped on it, and swung his legs. Wen Xu just kicked his legs lightly and sat on it, and his sneakers could still touch the ground.

Wen Xu asked: "Guide Du, what is the next itinerary? Why don't you take me to see those attractions? Window of the World, OCT, Sea World, etc..." Could

it be that he will take him around like today.

"You think this place is shabby?" She looked at the hot crowd not far away and whispered, "I don't believe you haven't been to those places."

The young master Wen mentioned by Du Minda has been traveling to various places since he was a child. It goes without saying that he has traveled all over the country and abroad. He has had dinner with the prince of Dubai, and went to Hawaii to see volcanoes and beautiful women dancing hula.

"I have been to those places, but I haven't been here, the other side of Shenzhen," he said, "It's quite vivid, I quite like it." "

You mean it's quite shabby and poor," she continued nonchalantly, "Anyway, it's not glamorous, but life can still be quite nourishing. A large portion of pork trotter rice for more than ten yuan is very fragrant."

"Then we will eat this tomorrow."

"Yeah."

He thought of the paper and couldn't help asking, "Do you have any friends to meet tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow? No... Tomorrow I want to go shopping in the underground mall at the port and buy some snacks from Hong Kong Island for Xiao Taoer to bring back."

"Aren't you going to see Wu You?"

"No..." How did he know this? Du Ningyang pushed Wen Xu, "Hey! Were you peeking at my stuff?"

Wen Xu explained, "I accidentally dropped it and saw it. I didn't mean to. I'm sorry! But I was afraid that you would fight with her when we met, so I followed you."

"Why would I fight with her...? I won't go to see her at all."

"Then why did you come back so happily?"

"Did you lose your memory? I came back to see if Dai Xi's hyperplasia was okay. She called me yesterday afternoon, groaning and crying in pain. I was so scared that I had to come here quickly." Du Ningyang took a deep look at Wen Xu and sighed, "I'm not stupid, why should I waste time on insignificant people?" "

But you tattooed her name on your arm, I thought she was very important to you," and I was jealous for several days.

She looked at the "WY" that was gradually fading and blurry under the rose.

"It used to be very important, but it's not important anymore. Later, I realized that no one is more important than myself, so I covered it with roses."

She tattooed the rose herself. It was her favorite flower, climbing and growing, tenacious and unyielding.

"Is that so..." Wen Xu seemed to be thinking about something, "You should have explained it to me clearly."

"I told you that I came back to meet some old friends and bring the tools back. You are just thinking too much," Du Ningyang rolled his eyes at him, "You don't understand and don't know how to ask.

" "Then there is another sentence I don't understand, I need you to explain it again."

"Go ahead."

"What does it mean to not waste time on insignificant people?"

"Literally." "

Are you wasting time now?"

"..."

"Then let me ask another question."

"Am I an insignificant person?"

This person is sick. She always leads the topic to herself and throws out questions that people who are usually carefree are ashamed to answer.

To some extent, she is a very twisted person. She can frankly admit to her friends that she is moved, but she can't even fart in front of the real person.

Du Ningyang swallowed the last bite of pineapple in one gulp. It was too big to cover, and the sweet juice overflowed from the corner of his mouth, "Tissue, paper, paper, give me paper, quickly."

"I didn't bring any paper, wait."

Wen Xu turned sideways and stretched out his arm. At the moment when Du Ningyang thought he would be kind enough to wipe her mouth with his sleeve, he hooked his hand around her arm, pulled her forward, leaned his face close, and put his lips to the corner of her lips, catching the sweet juice.

After a long time, he turned sideways and pretended nothing happened, "I've wiped it."

She was subdued by the kiss, and her heart beat particularly fast. Without saying a word, he threw the bamboo stick to the ground in a rage.

"You haven't answered my question yet," Wen Xu wiped the corner of his lips with his sleeve, and the remaining pineapple fragrance made him feel good, "You always avoid it, and you must answer it today."

It's not a difficult question. You have to lie and say "I can only love you". It's just to admit that the time we spent together was not wasted, and that I am not an insignificant person.

She mustered up her courage, took a deep breath, and said in a voice as small as a mosquito's buzz, "No, no."

I didn't waste my time, and I'm not an insignificant person.

"Hmm?" The corners of his mouth curved up in a big arc, like a trumpet, and he repeated loudly, "You mean to say that you didn't waste your time, and I'm not an insignificant person, right?"

The voice was so loud that it attracted the uncles who were watching the chess game to look back for the source of the sound, and several gossiping aunties who were dancing also looked sideways.

Wen Xu was so abnormal that he couldn't be connected with the cold and arrogant boy ten years ago. Du Ningyang gritted his teeth and said, "Keep your voice down, don't go crazy here, okay."

"Then I'll assume that you like me too," seeing that she didn't respond, he raised his voice again, "Okay?"

"Okay, okay," she whispered to him to stop going crazy.

"What do you mean? Like me very much?"

"..."

"Do you mean you like me very much?"

"Don't say anything, I'll assume that you agree."

He moved closer again, gently holding the back of her head with both hands, moving closer, tightly close, and kissing deeply. Sitting sideways on the fountain platform, it was difficult to keep balance, so she had to put her arms around his shoulders, hug him tightly, close her eyes, and look up.

While taking a breath, she was kissed so hard that her eyes were confused and her face was flushed. He said softly in a low voice: "If you respond, then I will take it seriously."

Then my dream has come true.

-On

the way back to the hotel, her mobile phone WeChat kept ringing, the night breeze blew gently, and her wine-red hair danced in the wind.

She lowered her head and bit her lip to reply. Wen Xu stole a glance and found that her avatar was different from the one that added him - it was the selfie of herself who had restarted.

"You have two WeChat accounts?" He asked in surprise, "You didn't tell me."

She responded indifferently, without even raising her head, "Yes, this is the studio account, used to handle business. Do you want to add it? I will send a lot of advertisements to harass you every day."

The screen in her hand was lit, staying on the chat interface for consulting business.

"You can't be distracted on a date," Wen Xu snatched her phone away, "You used my photo as your profile picture, did you get my consent? - I guess I've been seen naked by countless strangers." The tattooed part was really borderline.

"Then I'll change back to Dai Xi's bare back."

She thought that after the sticky kiss, they walked hand in hand through the bustling streets until there was no one around, and their date was over.

The chat history made Wen Xu laugh.

The other party asked: [Beauty, what does the tattoo on your profile picture mean? ]

Echo: [The restart button, press it to start over and be reborn. ]

The conversation stopped at the other party's next question: [Not bad, I want to get a tattoo of the same one, how much is it? ]

"How do you want to reply to him?" He raised his eyebrows, waiting for her answer.

"Eight hundred?"

He took a half step forward, blocking her way, pretending to be angry, "You really want to give him a price?"

She pursed her lips and smiled, and challenged mischievously, "Then I'll give it to him for free, as a good deed, and I wish him a restart."

Wen Xu raised his hand and held up his phone, replying at a height that she couldn't reach.

Echo: [No.]

Echo: [This is exclusively for my dear husband.]

He locked the phone with satisfaction, handed it to her, and then walked quickly forward, quickly distanced himself from her.

"Hey - Wen Xu," she shouted angrily, "what's the difference between you and a gangster now?"