17 Oncoming Heartbeat | Wish you a happy wedding
Although the phone call did not bring about any substantial changes in their relationship, Lin Weifeng's good mood continued.
At the junction of late autumn and early winter, she passed by a fashion store and saw a red scarf.
When you are in a good mood, bright colors are easy to catch your eye.
She picked up the red scarf and gently wrapped it around her shoulders and neck. Facing the mirror, she touched the place where she had twisted it.
The pain had long since disappeared, but she could clearly locate her original position.
She remembered everything about that outing.
The boss, a very elegant lady, came over and said gracefully, "It suits you very well." Then she pointed to the same black pair of shoes on the male model's shoulder next to the mirror and said, "This is a couple's pair. It's winter now, so you can also buy one for your partner."
Lin Weifeng's brows relaxed. She wanted to say that she was single.
Just then, a text message came from a number, interrupting her concentration.
It was Yang Xiuqi's number. Although she didn't save it in her address book, she instinctively wrote it down.
Yang Xiuqi: [Are you going to the Constitution Day event the day after tomorrow? I'll pick you up from your house.]
For more than two months, Lin Weifeng did not respond to any of his words, but Yang Xiuqi was too self-sufficient and did not care about her silence at all. He said whatever he wanted to say and made appointments whenever he wanted.
Lin Weifeng felt that he needed to explain things to him, so he replied, "No need for you to answer. See you at the event."
The other party thought this was just another monologue, but unexpectedly received a message soon, so they sent: [Wow, a real person replied. ]
At that time, Lin Weifeng understood for the first time why a person would want to give up his or her contact information because of someone else's relentless pursuit.
Perhaps it's the desire to preserve the inner peace and the purity that one wants to give to another. That purity is still growing and needs to be nurtured, not to be eroded by the outside world.
A new customer pushed the door open and walked in, bringing a cool breeze that made her neck even warmer.
Lin Weifeng turned off the screen of her phone and said to the boss, "I want both of these scarves, the black one. Please help me choose a nice bag to put them in."
Lin Weifeng carried the scarf and walked along the way to her mother's embroidery workshop.
Some customers placed orders for embroidery products for the New Year early on, so Gu Chengxiu asked his employees to go home and finished the work by himself.
Aunt Zheng, the owner of the sweater shop next door, sat next to her and helped her work overtime, chatting about family matters.
"Mom, Aunt Zheng."
Lin Weifeng walked in, put the scarf on the cashier counter, and turned on the air conditioner.
"It's been so cold lately, and you two craftsmen, whose hands are always exposed, don't even know to turn on the air conditioner."
Aunt Zheng pushed up her glasses and said, "There's a breeze coming."
"Yes, Aunt Zheng."
Lin Weifeng took off her coat and hung it on the hanger. When she turned around, she saw the wedding invitation on the cabinet. She poked her head into the room and asked, "Aunt Zheng, Sister Shushu is getting married?"
Aunt Zheng smiled: "Yes."
Lin Weifeng pursed his lips, touched the tip of his nose, and glanced at Gu Chengxiu.
As expected, mothers are always moved by things like their friends' children getting married. Gu Chengxiu and Lin Weifeng exchanged glances, their eyes half-closed, their mouths curved downwards into a straight line. Their expressions at that moment said, "Look at them, then look at you."
Lin Weifeng pretended nothing happened, skipped over to sit next to Gu Chengxiu, and said, "Mom, I got a lot of money. I'll go with you to buy a fur coat in a few days."
"I have fur to wear." Gu Chengxiu spoke word by word, increasing the force of his needlework.
Lin Weifeng smiled and said, "Buy another one."
Aunt Zheng calculated stitch by stitch and asked, "Is it the twenty-seventh day of the new year for Breeze?"
Lin Weifeng emphasized the key point: "He is only twenty-six years old." She dragged out the last word, as if reiterating key evidence in court.
Aunt Zheng smiled and said, "Then it's time to get married."
"Her..." Gu Chengxiu raised her eyes, the needle tip hovering above the embroidery, shaking, "Over the years, the number of boys' names I've said at home can be counted on one hand."
Lin Weifeng pretended to be surprised: "How could I not remember, there are so many for just one hand."
Gu Chengxiu was choked and there was only a long silence: "..."
Aunt Zheng patted Gu Chengxiu's shoulder and said to Lin Weifeng, "Your mother has already embroidered wedding clothes and quilts for you. All that's missing is the wedding ceremony."
Lin Weifeng took out his bank card and said playfully, "Giving money is also a happy occasion!"
Speaking of happy events, Gu Chengxiu stopped sewing, turned slightly to face Lin Weifeng, and asked in a low voice: "But, Weifeng, didn't you tell mom that you are in love?"
"?"
Lin Weifeng blinked her eyelashes twice. Could it be that her good mood was too obvious and her mother noticed it?
"I, didn't, ah." She stated objectively.
Gu Chengxiu frowned slightly: "Could it be that he is pursuing you unilaterally?"
Lin Weifeng was thinking of Jiang Yu and said, "He didn't pursue me, he just called me once, so it doesn't count."
"Every time he passed by the embroidery workshop, he would give something away, and he also brought a few customers who needed embroidery products for the New Year."
Lin Weifeng was confused.
Jiang Yu is not in the country.
"Who...who?" she asked weakly.
Gu Chengxiu answered confidently: "Xiao Yang, Yang Xiuqi."
“…”
The air conditioner was blowing hot air, but she felt her heart sank.
She has a physical aversion to this name, but objectively, she will always be associated with this name.
Gu Chengxiu added: "It's the boy you brought home during the summer vacation of your sophomore year. He's quite handsome and very generous."
"I……"
Lin Weifeng was speechless for a moment, and his vague memories gradually became clear.
She did bring Yang Xiuqi home.
Yang Xiuqi was the first boy Lin Weifeng met on her first day at university.
On the day of reporting, Lin Haidong and Gu Chengxiu flew Lin Weifeng there together. Lin Haidong had no right arm, but he was in good health and helped Lin Weifeng hold the quilt with his left hand.
As they left the airport, volunteer Yang Xiuqi spotted them. He ran over and took Lin Haidong's luggage. He introduced himself, saying he was a freshman in the law school and had been assigned as a temporary class monitor, thus becoming a volunteer.
Although they are the same age as Lin Weifeng, Yang Xiuqi is more knowledgeable and has a perfect combination of intelligence and EQ. His way of dealing with people has been decent since early on.
Yang Xiuqi and Lin Weifeng added each other on WeChat that day, but they did not have any subsequent contact.
In the first semester of their sophomore year, the crew of "Rhino in Love" was coming to their university to open a theater, and the student union would sell tickets in the auditorium.
The turnout wasn’t huge, and the student union didn’t hype it up, but it was still a huge hit.
On that day, Lin Weifeng and his roommate Meng Lu came back from playing badminton outside. They followed the information on the roll-up banner to the auditorium and lined up at the back of a long queue.
Meng Lu was in front and Lin Weifeng was behind.
They moved in order, but unfortunately, when it was Lin Weifeng's turn, there were no tickets left, so Meng Lu got the last one.
Meng Lu let out a disappointed "ah", which was heard by the boy in front of her.
He turned around, looked at the two girls, and called out to Lin Weifeng, "Lin Weifeng, right?"
Lin Weifeng was still making an exaggerated expression because he didn't have a ticket, but he immediately calmed down when he heard the voice, closed his mouth and nodded.
"Do you know me?" She couldn't quite recognize who the boy was.
"I was the one who picked you up at the airport when school started."
"Oh oh—" Lin Weifeng remembered something, "Law School?"
Yang Xiuqi said frankly: "My name is Yang Xiuqi, and we even added each other on WeChat."
Lin Weifeng said "Oh" calmly, not knowing what to say, so he didn't say anything else.
But Yang Xiuqi was a warm-hearted man. He didn't care whether Lin Weifeng remembered him or not. He handed the ticket to Lin Weifeng and said in a domineering manner, "I have a membership in the Meng Jinghui Theater. I actually saw "Rhinoceros in Love" a long time ago. I just came here to join in the fun today. Here's the ticket. You can watch it with your roommate."
As soon as he finished speaking, he left.
Lin Weifeng held the ticket, confused, with his mouth half open and a slightly surprised expression.
Meng Lu said from the side: "Does he like you?"
like.
Lin Weifeng rarely thinks about such things.
In Sun Zhengxiao's words, she just couldn't get it.
The first time she thought about the word "like" was from Yang Xiuqi's behavior.
Strangely enough, when the word "like" is combined with a specific boy, it is easy to find traces of "fate".
Even the little things that you never paid attention to before will be discovered and known clearly and reasonably.
These traces are like the chicken and egg problem, going round and round, and it is hard to tell where the starting point is.
Lin Weifeng was very good at history and had excellent grades. When he went to participate in the national award defense for history, he found that the defense venue of the law school was in the classroom next door.
She glanced through the door and saw Yang Xiuqi.
Later, both of them won national awards and became the focus of publicity as role models in the school.
The TV station needs college students to be the audience for recording historical programs. Lin Weifeng has always signed up, but because it is so popular, he can never get a spot.
As luck would have it, Yang Xiuqi was on the list twice that I finally got the chance to draw.
In addition, she would run into him even when they were having grilled fish during team-building activities in the dormitory.
Over time, Lin Weifeng felt that he had become more familiar with Yang Xiuqi and agreed to his many individual offers.
They went to Happy Valley together and watched several plays together.
Yang Xiuqi is knowledgeable and can talk about anything without making people feel that he is showing off. It is very natural to be alone with him.
He is not from Jingjiang, but he is very familiar with the cultural heritage of Jingjiang, and Lin Weifeng himself admits that he is inferior to him.
Lin Weifeng was very interested in criminal law, and when she wanted to attend classes, Yang Xiuqi would save her a seat. He could explain everything from completed crimes to intentional negligence in detail.
Yang Xiuqi likes the archaeology lectures at the History College, and Lin Weifeng will also reserve a ticket for him.
The two became closer and closer, and spent more and more time together in private. Although there were some rumors about them in both colleges, neither of them believed that they were in a relationship.
Whether he liked it or not, Lin Weifeng never had an answer.
She felt that she trusted Yang Xiuqi very much. Sometimes when interesting things happened around her, she would take the initiative to share them with him, that was all.
In the second semester of his sophomore year, Yang Xiuqi went to Aierguo for an exchange program, and the two had less contact.
It was not until the beginning of the summer vacation after the exchange that Yang Xiuqi bought a direct flight ticket to Jingjiang and asked Lin Weifeng to pick him up. Only then did Lin Weifeng feel the qualitative change in their relationship.
She couldn't help but feel that after being apart for so long, the first person he wanted to see was her, and this was more than just friends.
In addition, Sun Zhengxiao would exaggerate and analyze the thoughts of men and women in her ears, so Lin Weifeng began to push this relationship towards a romantic one.
That day, Lin Weifeng drove to the airport in the afternoon to pick up Yang Xiuqi, and the two chatted all the way.
Because Lin Weifeng said, "My parents still remember you," Yang Xiuqi applied to visit her home.
At that time, she thought this was normal and agreed.
Yang Xiuqi wanted to go to a nearby supermarket to buy some gifts.
Lin Weifeng asked him to get off at the community gate and went back to the community to park the car.
Although it was summer, the wind was a bit strong that day. The warm and lazy wind blew through the lush green camphor tree leaves, breaking down the sunlight into moving droplets.
Lin Weifeng's car was red, and he drove towards the sunshine after entering the gate.
She turned off the car navigation and music, and drove slowly and quietly towards the parking space.
Turning right angles along the flower bed, the sunlight reached her side.
In the flash, she saw a gold-rimmed ribbon flying towards her, gently hitting the windshield, turning with the wind, and wrapping around the rearview mirror on her left hand.
She braked immediately, letting the window drop to the bottom. She unbuckled her seatbelt and stepped out of the car. A gust of wind blew her long hair behind her.
She raised her hand to shield her eyes from the glaring sunlight, and with her other hand, she gently untied the ribbon and held it in her hand.
At the same time, she saw someone jogging towards her against the light.
Lin Weifeng turned slightly to avoid the sunlight so that he could open his eyes and look straight ahead.
A boy was running towards me. He was wearing a pure white short-sleeved T-shirt and black sweatpants. He was tall and thin, and his steps were brisk and powerful.
As he ran, he stretched out his arms and waved to her.
He smiled cheerfully and apologized, "Sorry, the wind is too strong."
After he stood still, Lin Weifeng wrapped the ribbon around her hand and stretched out her palm towards him: "Is this yours?"
The boy put his hands lightly on his waist, nodded, and smiled brightly and warmly.
Lin Weifeng glanced down, his fingertips brushing across the darkly embroidered twined branches, and said firmly, "This ribbon should be used by Chengxiu Embroidery Workshop to wrap pillows. They don't sell it separately, right?"
"Well, the wind blew the knot away, and I couldn't tie it back to its original shape." The boy lowered his head, raised his eyebrows slightly, and explained softly.
Lin Weifeng suddenly smiled, a hint of pride in his eyes. "That's not normal. You bought a pair of pillows, usually given to newlyweds. The knot my mother ties on this kind of gift is a heart knot, not an ordinary bow."
The boy listened quietly and said slowly: "Your mother?"
Lin Weifeng raised her chin and looked at him, expecting him to sigh that he had escaped a disaster because he had met his "savior". She said with a hint of pride, "You have met the right person. I can untie the knot that my mother tied."
The boy nodded and touched his head, as if he was in a dilemma.
She looked up and asked, "Why do you still look troubled?"
He hesitated and uttered a few words: "Maybe I bought the wrong one."
His voice became smaller and smaller, almost drowned out by the wind.
Lin Weifeng didn't pay much attention to his words. He stood there and glanced at him out of the corner of his eye. His eyebrows were thick and neat, and his eyes were clear and bright. However, he didn't look like someone from the community.
Jiang Yu turned around, facing the sunlight, and pointed to a camphor tree not far away. Beside the tree was a wooden chair with a red gift box on it. He said, "Thank you for your help, Lin..."
Lin Weifeng.
The name came to my lips, but I couldn't say it out.
Another gust of wind blew, and Lin Weifeng followed his finger and looked towards the location of the gift box.
She walked straight forward and restored the ribbon to its original shape in a few seconds.
Jiang Yu followed her and stood beside her, sighing, "That's amazing."
Lin Weifeng finally straightened the edges of the ribbon and said, "To make the heart-shaped core in the middle stand out a little more, we need to tie a few more small knots before the butterfly is formed. Also, gifts for newlyweds should come in pairs, so the edges of the bow should be double-layered."
She said and stood up straight.
"Thanks."
"alright."
Both of them at the same time.
Lin Weifeng raised her eyelashes and looked him over. Then, thinking of something, she smiled faintly at him. She said, "There haven't been any weddings in the neighborhood recently. Are you new here?"
Jiang Yu was thinking about how to introduce himself.
Before he could say anything, Lin Weifeng laughed sweetly and said cheerfully, "Forget it, I'll just wish you a happy wedding."
After she finished speaking, she returned to her driver's seat and continued driving towards the parking space.
Jiang Yu stood there alone, looking at the small patch of shade covered by the camphor tree leaves, and couldn't help but think: "So, she doesn't remember me at all."
At the same time, he saw a stylishly dressed boy holding some gifts at the gate, shouting towards Lin Weifeng's red car: "Lin Weifeng, I'm here! Let's go up and greet the uncle and aunt together!"
Lin Weifeng got out of the car and walked towards him, taking half of the gift from his hand. The two stood there and talked for a long time.
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