follow my heart

Chapter 52

Meng Buqing asked his classmates to go climbing.

She wanted to relax, to put it bluntly, in order to quickly get out of the state where her mind was full of Ji Wan.But for some reason, I sent a circle of friends.

Seemingly ordinary life, but said the time and place of mountain climbing.

Like telling someone, like getting some eyes, looking forward to something...

Specifically what he was looking forward to, Meng Buqing didn't ask for a deep understanding.She was afraid that if she continued to think about it, her whole body would be twisted and it would be difficult to be happy.

The circle of friends sent it out, and within 5 minutes, Song Wenyi came over and chatted privately with her, expressing that she wanted to go together.

Meng Buqing replied without thinking: [They are all classmates in my class, you don't know them. ]

Subconsciously tactfully refused.

Song Wenyi didn't give up: [I've taken several classes with you, and I'm familiar with your classmates even if I don't know them, just give me a formal opportunity to get to know everyone. ]

Meng Buqing regretted not blocking her.

In the future, we must develop a good habit of blocking in groups in time.

Meng Buqing continued to refuse: [The few of us have already discussed it, and the tickets are ready, so it's strange to add you halfway, it's inappropriate.And mountain climbing is no fun, it's tiring and dirty, but next time there will be a better place to call you. ]

Song Wenyi: [You really don't want me to go? / wronged / wronged]

Meng Buqing: [Next time, definitely next time! ]

Song Wenyi didn't send any more messages.

Meng Buqing breathed a sigh of relief, reorganized the hiking bag, and took out the unneeded compressed biscuits and the like.After checking again, she threw the bag on the sofa.

Turning around, I saw the phone screen light up.

There is new news.

Xiao Anqiao: [Yiyi wants to go climbing with you, why don't you agree? ]

Xiao Anqiao: [She is a little girl, she went back to China for vacation but can only play with me, how pitiful.You need to introduce her to her friends. ]

Xiao Anqiao: [You need to play with her more, she has no other friends in China. ]

Meng Buqing's eyebrows twitched, as if he had an indescribable feeling.She didn't want to take Song Wenyi to climb the mountain, but she was accused of being a parent...

It's true that some parents get involved a lot.

If they hear their daughters complaining about being squeezed out by someone at school, or ignored by someone, they will choose to communicate directly with the child opposite.

Xiao Anqiao was indeed Song Wenyi's biological mother.

Just as Meng Buqing was about to refuse, she saw the passage between her again.

After thinking about it carefully, a sudden thought occurred to him.

She sent a message to Song Wenyi: [Then come on, I'll introduce you to a friend. ]

After Meng Buqing finished posting, she swiped through Moments, but didn't see anything interesting.Thinking back, I haven't paid attention to Cui Youran's talk for a long time.

She cut into space and actually saw the little red dot.

half a month ago.

last week.

【Hold.She said she was reluctant for me to leave, and wanted to delay my completion...]

And the latest one:

【Going to drink with her, I started talking about the defense, and she cried while talking.

Damn, is it actually me who is the mentor, and I am the one who wants to delay her? ? ! 】

This was posted yesterday.

Seeing Meng Buqing's mood froze for a while, he was a little nervous and excited for Cui Youran.She has a feeling that Cui Youran is not far away from officially leaving the single, or ending this secret love completely.

don't know what will happen,

Meng Buqing looked forward to it.Although her own feelings are in a state of heartbreak, she still hopes that Cui Youran can go well.

—

The next day.

Meng Buqing, who was awakened by the alarm clock, took out his mobile phone, subconsciously opened Moments, and looked at the little red dot.

A bunch of inexplicable replies, a bunch of inexplicable likes.

Nothing to see.

She pouted, suddenly feeling so wronged.I clearly know that this grievance is untenable.

But the grievance is unreasonable.

Meng Buqing got up from the bed, brushed his teeth and took a shower, and stared at his phone sadly while eating breakfast.

He actually saw Ji Wan's profile picture with a red dot appearing on Moments.

Startled, she opened it with trembling hands.

Ji Wan forwarded the city weather.

Meng Buqing: "..."

She reluctantly clicked into this official account, read it carefully, and there was nothing strange.Simple weather forecast issued by local official accounts.

It's raining today.

Is it possible that she is laughing that she did not choose a good day for climbing the mountain?

Meng Buqing took a deep breath, put down the phone, and dispelled these ridiculous self-centered fantasies.

The phone rang.

After connecting, Song Wenyi walked in the wind, and asked her in a soft and sweet voice with a smile, "When are you going to go out? I have been sitting on the swing downstairs in your house for a long time."

Meng Buqing closed his eyes helplessly: "Why are you here? The place is in the suburbs. It takes two and a half hours to drive from me. It only takes half an hour for you to go directly. Didn't I say, you go out later, the scenic spot See you at the door, or let my mother drive you off—”

Song Wenyi interrupted her: "Then I'm here!"

"Okay," Meng Buqing sighed secretly, "I'll come out now."

She hung up the phone and sent Qian Huien a message.

Hurrying to go out, I found that there was already a drizzle on the horizon, and the sky was overcast.On a random day, Meng Buqing thought it would be blue sky, white clouds and bright sunshine, but it turned out that the weather was not suitable for mountain climbing.

Meng Buqing took Song Wenyi with him, and soon had a round with other students.

As soon as she met her face, she teased Qian Huien and said: "You beat me really badly yesterday. It made me miserable, and made me so angry that I didn't fall asleep in the middle of the night. Today I'm so sleepy."

"I'm sorry!"

Qian Huien is also tall, tall and thin, with long hair draped over her shoulders.Although she looks not as pretty as Meng Buqing, she has a shy and gentle temperament that Meng Buqing doesn't have.

She had a smile on her face, and her begging tone was soft and cute.

Although there are not many intersections, Meng Buqing likes her very much.

Qian Huien came out in the first year of school. At that time, many people were surprised because she looks so straight and has a quiet and gentle temperament.

The reason for coming out was that she broke up with her puppy love, and she wrote a small diary in her circle of friends.Meng Buqing took a few glances at that time, and she was the one who was dumped, but there was no bad word or dissatisfaction with her ex, it was probably a literary expression.

It is written very gently, with a touch of sadness but not sadness.

After that, Meng Buqing had a good impression of her.

"I'll catch up on sleep when I get in the car," Meng Buqing pointed to Song Wenyi, and said to Qian Huien, "This is my sister, play with her well. Otherwise, don't expect me to lead you to higher points."

Qian Huien turned her head to stare at Song Wenyi, introduced herself politely, and then asked her name.

The two just had a conversation.

The bus arrives.

Several people got into the car.Meng Buqing sat alone, and the seat next to her put her bag. She leaned her head back, and really caught up on sleep.

Song Wenyi had no choice but to sit in the row behind her.

Qian Huien next to her sat with her.

"..."

arrived at the destination.

Meng Buqing opened his eyes in a daze.At this time, the shoulder was patted, Song Wenyi glanced at her under the brim of the hat, and said half-jokingly: "Are you awake? Should you have time to talk to me?"

Look at each other for a few seconds.

Only then did Meng Buqing realize that she was wearing makeup.

Wearing low-key sportswear, but still seriously dressed.

She turned her eyes away, and said to Qian Huien with a strong nasal voice: "Take good care of my sister and play with her more, do you hear me?"

The second half of the sentence is to Song Wenyi, "I'm too sleepy to talk, Qian Huien will definitely be able to play with you, you two should get to know each other well."

Something meaningful.

Song Wenyi was not a fool either. Hearing this, she lowered her eyelashes and nodded without seeing any expression.

There was silence between the two of them.

The surroundings are not silent.

Everyone was talking lively, and when you enter Taoyuanxi Town later, there will be a delicious old-fashioned dim sum plate.I've been hungry on an empty stomach until now, just to eat the freshest pastries...

There was a slight rain, and there was a cold breath, mixed with the unknown fragrance of flowers.

It smells refreshing.

From the entrance to the foot of the mountain, there is still a long way to go.

Several rickshaws were parked.

Qian Huien asked: "Do you want to sit there?"

Song Wenyi: "I don't want to."

"Okay," Qian Huien said, half pandering and half expressive, "then don't sit. The bikes in these scenic spots must be very expensive, and seeing those elderly people riding bikes will make them feel ashamed to sit."

Song Wenyi's tone was light: "You also said that it is expensive, why are you embarrassed? If it is not worthwhile for them to compare the tiredness of this job with the money they earn, they will definitely not continue to do it, and the market economy will automatically adjust. Other manual labor is harder, you just don't see it."

"..."

Qian Huien couldn't continue with these words.

She made a vague "hmm", looked at Meng Buqing and asked, "Shall I have some snacks first?"

"I've already had breakfast," Meng Buqing put on the noise-canceling Bluetooth headset, put his hands in his pockets, and said gently with a faint smile on his lips, "I want to walk faster and rest earlier. Take your time."

"oh oh."

"it is good."

Meng Buqing walked forward alone.

Following what they said just now, I thought of the scene written in Qi Wen's novel.

In a rainstorm, an old man who rides a rickshaw for a living is very clean. His gray-washed black trousers are rolled up high, with bamboo clips on the left trouser leg and black dovetail clips on the right trouser leg.

In Qi Wen's novels, there has never been a pile of rhetoric that seems gorgeous but is too hard to think about.She always uses a simple and capable writing style, almost childlike eyes, and writes some touching details full of observation.

There is no lyrical emotion that deliberately moves me, no high-level compassion, but I can feel the real emotion.

She thought that Ji Wan usually pays attention to a lot outside, which is a common thing in her eyes.For example, the moon in the pool, the swaying arc of the treetops lifted by the wind, how the light and shadow tilt and change.

It is said that writers see things that others cannot.

What would she be like in Ji Wan's eyes?

"..."

Meng Buqing looked up, only to realize that he had already climbed to the top.

Suddenly she came to her senses, every step of the way from the entrance of Taoyuanxi Town to the peak of Daming Mountain, she was thinking about Ji Wan.

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