Chapter 147 Go find Brother Dingkun
Huo Jinze, Feng Meini, and the others who had survived the disaster shuddered at the rumble of a section of the Great Wall collapsing. They imagined what would have happened if they had fallen with it. The other young people also broke out in cold sweats. They looked at Xiao Dingkun, each one filled with gratitude. If it hadn't been for his decisive action, saving them all, they might have died.
Even Huo Jinze looked at Xiao Dingkun with red eyes and gratitude: "Thank you for saving me."
Huo Jinyun's legs and feet were weak after being frightened. He held onto a stone and looked at his brother, thinking about how he had always disliked Fubao.
Jinze’s savior this time should actually be Fubao. Fubao knew the news, and Xiao Dingkun came to rescue him.
He shook his head secretly but didn't say anything.
Fubao is still young and needs to be protected. This kind of thing cannot be known to others. Once people know that Fubao actually has this ability, he will probably be coveted and even get into trouble.
Even if it is your own brother, you would not say it if you can avoid it.
Despite everyone's gratitude, Xiao Dingkun didn't mention Fubao a single word. When someone asked him how he knew the wall was going to collapse, he simply said, "The wind was too strong, and I saw a section of the wall over there was already unstable."
Naturally, no one suspected anything.
After such an accident, naturally no one wanted to continue playing. Xiao Dingkun took a few photos and a group photo, and then hurried back. On the way back, Wang Fenghua and others were determined not to sit in the front, and they all squeezed into the truck bed. Finally, Fubao was pushed to the front.
Fubao didn't want to be alone with Xiao Dingkun in the front, so he had to call Gu Shengtian.
Gu Shengtian was feeling very upset and frightened. He had organized this outing, and if anything happened to his classmates, he felt that it would be a disaster. His legs felt weak and he sat down in the back of the truck. "You go sit in the front, I'll stay with Fendou and talk."
Fubao had no choice but to get into the front of the car.
A faint fragrance drifted in from his surroundings. Xiao Dingkun tightened his grip on the steering wheel. He looked at the mountain road ahead and said in a low voice, "I'm stealing the credit for today's incident."
Fubao was also a little confused at first. Feng Meini was her upper bunkmate and she almost died. Of course she felt bad about it. But now, when she heard what Xiao Dingkun said, she couldn't help laughing.
She pursed her lips and looked sideways at Xiao Dingkun: "Thank you, Brother Dingkun."
She just felt that something was wrong, but whether she could run over to stop it and how to stop it were all thanks to Brother Dingkun.
Besides, she understood what Brother Dingkun meant, that he was trying to protect herself.
When Xiao Dingkun heard her soft voice, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at her while driving. Only then did he witness the thrilling scene just now. She was sitting quietly and softly in the seat in the cockpit, looking peaceful and exquisite.
Who would have thought that the accident was averted because of just one word from her.
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After the thrilling experience of climbing the Great Wall, everyone returned to school.
Fubao's roommates were all very grateful to Xiao Dingkun. They couldn't help but admire him when they recalled how Xiao Dingkun ran wildly on the Great Wall in a black leather jacket and then turned the tide to save everyone's lives in a crisis.
"I didn't think your brother Dingkun was that outstanding before, but now I see that most people can't compare to him."
Mo Jiasi nodded repeatedly. Actually, she originally thought that Huo Jinze was a pretty good person. He was handsome and good-looking, and people liked him at first sight. But after this incident, everyone now directly regarded good-looking men as "good-looking but useless".
If you want to find a partner, you still need someone like Xiao Dingkun who can be of use in critical moments.
It’s a pity that Xiao Dingkun only has eyes for Fubao and doesn’t even look at them, so they have no chance.
Of course, it's just a pity. After all, they are female college students of Imperial University, and they are the chosen ones of heaven. It is easy for them to find a partner.
Thinking back on the other roommates of Gu Shengtian, they seemed good too, but if they wanted to develop a relationship, they would need more interactions, which would take time. Especially since they were far behind Xiao Dingkun, no one was very interested, so they had to put the idea aside for now.
After Fubao and the others came back, some classmates naturally asked about the wild Great Wall. They also wanted to go there. Feng Meini told everyone about her experience. She told it vividly and made the story sound dangerous. Everyone was amazed.
Fubao looked at Feng Meini, who was telling stories vividly to others, and suddenly something in his heart moved, and he realized something.
Can she take this path?
Feng Meini has an ordinary appearance and is an average student. Although she works hard with everyone, she is not as talented as Li Juaner. After arriving at university, Feng Meini is a little distressed when compared with her peers. She needs to find a position and discover her own advantages.
And Feng Meini has talent in this area.
Fu Bao was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Meini, I don't think so usually, but this time you told everyone about how you almost fell off the cliff, and you described it so vividly that everyone loved listening. Why don't you write down what you said, turn it into text, and then submit it to a magazine. I heard that if you submit it to a magazine and it's published, you can get royalties. This is one way you can go. Maybe you can become a writer in the future."
Everyone was a little surprised by Fubao's idea, but after thinking it over, they all agreed: "Yes, Fubao is right! You were a personal witness to the accident. If you write down your thoughts at the time, maybe it can be published!"
Feng Meini burst out laughing, a little bit incredulous: "Me? A writer? I'm a science student. I even had trouble writing essays in middle school."
Fu Bao said firmly, "You wrote essays for the sake of writing essays and exams. Now you are writing about your own experiences, so you must have something to say. Don't treat writing as writing. Just treat the manuscript paper as your classmates. You are telling your classmates about your own experiences."
After hearing this, Feng Meini's heart moved slightly, and she seemed to be thinking about it. Finally, she nodded: "Okay, Fubao, you are right, I will try it."
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It got increasingly cold outside over the next few days. The capital is located in the north, and the cold in the north is bone-chilling in winter. Several girls in the dormitory were too lazy to even go to the library, so they borrowed books and read them on the bed, wrapping their legs and feet in the quilt to keep warm.
Ning Huiyue has come to see Fubao several times recently, always bringing gifts and food. Some of the things were too expensive so she refused, but some were delicious dishes made by Ning Huiyue herself, so she accepted them.
In addition to eating, Yu Jingyue also came to see her and even brought her his transcript from a math league, saying how excellent he was. He also brought her a summary of his teacher's comments, saying how kind he was.
Fubao almost burst out laughing when he looked at his pile of detailed materials.
This silly kid, does he think he is applying for a promotion with all the necessary information?
Fubao didn't say much, just said that he would continue to observe and asked him to study hard and be a good student.
Yu Jingyue was obviously a little disappointed, but when he heard that there was still a chance, he ran back. He said that he would study hard, get good grades in the final exam, and let Fubao see what an excellent brother she had.
When Fubao thought of Yu Jingyue, he couldn't help laughing.
It’s actually not bad to have a brother like this. Can she knit a scarf for this silly brother later?
That day, Fubao had just finished knitting a scarf for Xiao Dingkun.
In fact, Fubao had been thinking about whether he should knit a scarf for Xiao Dingkun. He said that his scarf was broken and he could not wear it. It would be cold in winter without a scarf.
Besides...
Fubao held the long needle in her hand, and she couldn't help but think again of the way he tilted his neck back to drink water in big gulps in front of the vast ancient Great Wall under the vast sky, the sharp and sleek lines of his neck, and the sliding Adam's apple. She would always think of that scene from time to time. She couldn't help but wonder what it would be like if the scarf she knitted was wrapped around his neck?
After hesitating for a long time, she finally used the few remaining cloth coupons to buy pure wool yarn. She chose gray yarn, which was very suitable for his cold and hard lines.
After buying the wool, he began to think about how to knit the pattern. He now runs his own business and often has to travel far and wide on business. The scarf cannot be too fancy or too petty. If it is too plain, it seems too ordinary, right?
After much deliberation, Fubao finally decided on a knitting method: knit two stitches up and then two stitches down, move one stitch position after every two rows, then knit two stitches up and then two stitches down. After trying this for a few times, he studied it himself and felt that the pattern was quite grand and unconventional.
Her studies are not easy now. She has to attend classes, do homework, review and preview, participate in the computer pen-coded Chinese character input method research group, and learn English to practice listening and speaking. However, in this busy schedule, she still finds time to knit a few stitches.
At first, the roommates didn't notice it, but when Fubao finished knitting, they finally realized something was wrong: "Who did you knit this scarf for?"
Since it was discovered, Fubao did not hide it and said with a smile: "I knitted it for my brother Dingkun."
When she said this, her roommates seemed to cheer and scream, as if they had been waiting for it.
Feng Meini: "It should have been done earlier. You should have knitted one for your brother Dingkun a long time ago. A good sister knits a scarf for a good brother. That sounds so sweet."
Mo Jiasi also joked, "Looks like we have to hurry up and find someone too. Look at Fu Bao, he already has someone to knit a scarf for."
Fubao listened and deliberately smiled: "What are you talking about? Who said that's my boyfriend? He helped us a lot. He drove the pickup truck, took our photos, and finally saved your life, Feng Meini. Shouldn't we be grateful to him? Humph, I didn't ask you for money for the yarn. I'm just too kind. Now I understand. Hurry and give it to me. I want both the yarn money and the cloth coupons!"
Everyone laughed when they heard her say that. Wang Fenghua thought about it and agreed: "We should split the yarn money together. This is what we should do."
Feng Meini agreed even more: "They saved me, and I don't have much money, let alone anything good to give them. I will pay the lion's share of the money for the yarn, and you can just give a little as a token of your appreciation."
Everyone agreed, and Fubao listened and did not refuse.
She was happy that they wanted to give her money, otherwise they would not know how to make fun of her.
When Fubao thought about what they said, "already have a partner," he felt a little strange.
Partner? Is Brother Dingkun his partner? Definitely not.
But Fubao remembered the temperature of his hand pressing on his own, hot and ironing, the feeling as if it was burning him.
What does it feel like?
Fubao didn't understand and couldn't explain it clearly.
She seemed to be facing a strange and unknown emotion. She stood on the shore, curious and wanted to step in to find out what was going on, but she was afraid. She was afraid that the abyss was unfathomable and that she didn't know the direction of her future.
Even more frightened, she stretched out her hand, but no one on the other side took it.
Several roommates were chattering about this, but Wang Fenghua said with a smile, "Fubao, you said before that you wouldn't knit a scarf for your brother Dingkun, why did you suddenly change your mind now?"
Fubao said casually, "Nothing. When we were at the Great Wall, I saw everyone else had scarves, but Dingkun didn't. So I thought of knitting one for him. It's so cold in this cold weather, it would be so cold without a scarf."
Li Juan'er was puzzled after hearing this: "Sister Fenghua, why do I remember Comrade Xiao wearing a scarf in the cab?"
Wang Fenghua also remembered: "Yes, he has a scarf."
The two looked at each other, both puzzled. What a fool is Xiao Dingkun? He doesn't even wear a scarf and deliberately exposes his neck?
But they soon figured it out, and then they all laughed: "Oh, this is really a case of love and affection. Your brother Dingkun deliberately asked you for the scarf!"
Fubao was slightly stunned when he heard this.
Was he asking for the scarf on purpose?
Wang Fenghua had already leaned over to look at the scarf that Fubao had knitted: "This one is better than the one for your brother. The yarn is good, the pattern is fresh, and it's suitable for men too!"
Li Juan'er recalled Xiao Dingkun's appearance and said, "It suits Comrade Xiao quite well. The clothes he usually wears look expensive, and the colors are mostly black, white, and blue, which are very versatile."
She is considered to be one of the more discerning people in the dormitory. Since she said it looks good and can be matched with anything, it must be good.
Fubao breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. She was also afraid that the scarf she had worked so hard to knit would not be suitable for brother Dingkun to wear, which would be troublesome.
Fubao was a little impatient and wanted to give the scarf to Xiao Dingkun as soon as possible, but he was very busy for the next two days and had no time to look for Xiao Dingkun.
Finally, it was Saturday and she had no classes in the morning, so she got up early, washed up, and applied some cold cream on her face. Then she sprayed a little bit of powder on it, not too strong, just a slight fragrance.
Now that the weather is cold, Fubao wears a woolen sweater inside and a new coat bought from the mall outside. This coat is a popular trend in the capital recently. The inside of the coat is bulging, and I heard it is filled with down, which is lighter and warmer than cotton coats.
Fubao also bought one. It was quite expensive and I felt a little sad about it, but it was indeed warm to wear.
She wore a woolen hat on her head and a big scarf. She looked at herself in the mirror and saw that her coat was puffed up, which made her waist look thinner and her legs longer and straighter. She looked really fashionable and beautiful.
Fubao pursed his lips in satisfaction, and went out carrying a green Jiefang shoulder bag and a scarf.
She had already checked how to take the bus to Xiao Dingkun's place. First, take bus 109, then transfer to bus 321 and ride four stops to get there. This place was actually not far from Huo Jinyun's house where she had visited last time, only one or two stops away.
Along the way, perhaps it was because Fubao's beautiful coat was too eye-catching, or because the school badge on her chest made everyone yearn for her, but many people looked at Fubao with admiration. There was even an auntie wearing a red armband who pulled Fubao aside and asked her how old she was and if she had a partner.
The aunt was too enthusiastic and Fubao didn't know what to do after being asked so many questions. Fortunately, an old man got on the bus and quickly gave up his seat and left.
The remaining aunties were there praising her again and again: "This girl is fashionable, good-looking, and looks fresh. She is also a graduate of the Imperial University of Peking. How great."
Fubao got out of the car under everyone's admiring gaze and finally arrived at Xiao Dingkun's residential community. His community is called Beiguangli No. 3 Courtyard. It was newly built last year with a five-story red brick building.
After entering the residential complex, Fubao looked around by looking at the building numbers. This was Building One, this was Building Two, and Xiao Dingkun lived in Building Five. So he had to keep going forward. But as he was walking, a woman with a dog came over.
After taking the first glance, Fubao felt that it looked familiar and couldn't help but take another look.
The other person had curly hair that reached her shoulders. The curls were small and shiny because of the hair oil she had applied. She was wearing a black woolen coat, revealing the hem of her woolen skirt. She was wearing fashionable black leather shoes and was holding a poodle in her hand.
The owner and pet have somewhat similar hairstyles.
The other person was also looking at her, and after a few glances, they recognized each other.
This is Sun Lina, an educated youth who worked in the Pingxi Production Brigade for many years.
That is, after Fubao went to college, a large number of educated youth began to return to the city, and Sun Lina should have returned at this time.
She looks completely different now than when she was in the countryside. After ten years of hard work, she was no different from an ordinary rural woman, but when she came back, she looked like a rich lady before the liberation, with a permed hair and walking the dog.
But she didn't expect that she actually lived in the same community as Xiao Dingkun.
Sun Lina obviously recognized Fubao and was also surprised. Fubao had changed so much, so much.
Before, Fubao was just good-looking, but there are so many good-looking people in the world, so what if she is good-looking, she is just a country girl. But now, this flat coat has just become popular among young people recently. With her soft and shiny straight hair and outstanding temperament, she stands there in a fresh and lively manner. At first glance, she is a young and fashionable girl who grew up in the city, and a very outstanding one at that.
Sun Lina stared at Fubao's face, which was elastic, soft, white and tender, like freshly peeled egg white, which made people's eyes sore.
I remember when I first met Fubao, she was just a little girl of a few years old. She was so unfashionable and silly that she didn’t even know the book “How the Steel Was Tempered”. She could only look at me with admiration and envy, looking at me, an educated youth from the city who went to the countryside.
At that time, I was at the best age, and my dress and appearance made me the most fashionable city guy in the eyes of country girls.
She could even see the little girl's yearning for the big city from her longing and envious eyes.
Now, more than ten years have passed, her youth is gone, but she has grown up, become beautiful and fashionable, and has become a top student in this city, beautiful and dazzling, with an charisma.
And I...
Sun Lina couldn't help but look down at herself. After returning to the city, she tried hard to dress up, but no matter how hard she tried, her mood was no longer the same as before and she couldn't go back.
She even saw disgust in the eyes of her blind date.
The first one to speak was Fubao: "Sister Lina, is that you? You also live in this neighborhood, what a coincidence."
Sun Lina finally came to her senses when she heard Fubao's voice.
Now her accent has almost no rural sound, and speaks authentic standard Mandarin. She has really been reborn.
Sun Lina laughed dryly: "It's Fubao? Yes, I live in this neighborhood, what are you doing here?"
Fubao knew that Sister Wanru and Sun Lina hadn't gotten along in the past. She had no idea what exactly happened, but subconsciously, she didn't feel close to Sun Lina. But not being close was not close. After all, they had been in the same village for so many years. Now that they had left the Pingxi Production Brigade and met in the big city, she still felt a sense of familiarity. She smiled and said, "Brother Dingkun lives here, right? I'm here to look for Brother Dingkun. I think he lives in Building 5?"
Sun Lina's expression changed slightly, and she couldn't help but glance at Fubao: "Dingkun and you have a lot of contact?"
Fubao was slightly stunned, then nodded quickly: "Not bad, he is very good to me and my brother."
Sun Lina lowered her eyes to hide the sadness in them.
She was already two years older than Xiao Dingkun, and finding a partner was difficult at her age. She could only go on blind dates with those young men who had been delayed in returning from the countryside. However, she was picky and demanding, and she would not accept the ones that others had chosen. As a result, her current situation was not good.
When she first returned to the city, her parents had also considered marrying Xiao Dingkun. After all, they grew up in the same community and knew everyone. Although Xiao Dingkun was two years younger, it was not a big deal for a girl to be three years older than her. As long as the Xiao family was willing, they would be willing.
Later, when the message was passed on, the Xiao family flatly refused, saying that Xiao Dingkun didn't want to find her at all.
Sun Lina naturally felt uncomfortable. Xiao Dingkun had been precocious since childhood and had a wild personality, but he had a backbone. She subconsciously liked to rely on Xiao Dingkun, especially after going to the countryside. In many things, she felt at ease with Xiao Dingkun by her side.
But she knew that Xiao Dingkun was very cold towards her. No matter whether he regarded her as a "childhood friend of his sister" or as a comrade who went to the countryside with him, he had little patience with her.
He was only patient with Fubao, who was very young at the time.
This made Sun Lina uncomfortable.
Perhaps she was not clear about her feelings towards Xiao Dingkun at that time. Was she subconsciously relying on a familiar person in a lonely and helpless strange place, like the last piece of driftwood that a drowning person grabbed?
This made her dislike Fubao, not at all, and even hate Fubao.
Now, eleven years have passed, and Fubao has indeed become very close to Xiao Dingkun, but she has been excluded from his social circle.
He didn't even want to give the idea of dating that his parents suggested.
Sun Lina looked at Fu Bao, a top student at the Imperial University of Peking, with a sour look on her face. She smiled and said, "You're looking for Ding Kun. It's really unfortunate that he's out."
When Fubao heard this, he felt a little disappointed: "He went out? Sister Lina, what is he doing? When will he come back?"
Sun Lina chuckled: "Yesterday I went over to cook for him, and he said he was going on a business trip for several days."
Fubao was slightly startled: "Sister Lina, are you helping Brother Dingkun cook?"
She was a little surprised. If they were neighbors living in the same community, she could understand it, because brother Dingkun and sister Lina lived in the same community before, and their parents were from the same system.
But if it comes to helping with cooking, then the relationship is not simple.
Sun Lina nodded, thought about it, gritted her teeth, and decided to add more spice to the matter: "Yes, he usually likes to eat the sweet and sour pork ribs I make the most. I always cook for him and then we eat together before going back to my house."
She smiled at Fubao's face, which was obviously a little shocked, and said, "He also said that he would bring two clothes for me on this business trip. Fubao, tell Sister Lina what you want, and I will ask Brother Dingkun to buy it for you."
She said nice things.
But how is that possible?
How could Fubao possibly let Sun Lina tell Xiao Dingkun that she needed to buy something and ask him to buy it for her?
By this time, Fubao could hardly even laugh.
She said to Sun Lina: "Thank you, Sister Lina, for telling me. Well, I'll go back first. When I have time, I'll come to play with you. Or you can come to our school. Our school has a scenic spot that many people go to play."
Sun Lina nodded: "Yeah, okay, I'll come find you someday when I have time."
After saying goodbye to Sun Lina, Fubao walked out of the community.
After walking for a while, she was unwilling to give up, so she went back to the community and found Xiao Dingkun's house number according to his address. There was a light yellow wooden door inside and a military green iron railing security door outside.
She rang the doorbell.
The doorbell in the room rang.
Fubao looked down at his watch and saw that the doorbell had been ringing for five minutes, but no one came to open the door.
This time, I have completely given up.
Fubao left the community dejectedly and walked alone on the street. Bicycles passed by from time to time, and buses honked, but her mind was blank, as if she could hear nothing and see nothing.
She was actually scared.
I am afraid that if I take a step forward, there will be a bottomless abyss in front of me.
I'm afraid that if I reach out my hand, no one will take it.
I am afraid that I will throw myself into the fire and give my whole heart but end up with nothing.
Now, she was trying to take a step forward, but she found everything so cruel.
Brother Dingkun is very good to me and has always been good to me, but he has never promised me anything.
I was thinking too much, I was being too sentimental, and I was moved when I shouldn't have been.
Is this what love feels like? Bitter, helpless, hopeless, and so uncomfortable that she wants to squat on the ground and cry.
"there is a feeling more painful than the loss of love, called self-indulgence."
Somehow, Fubao suddenly remembered this sentence. She had seen it a few days ago when she was reading an English book. She had only glanced at it at that time, but now she remembered it clearly. For a moment, she felt that it was so appropriate that it felt like her heart was being dug out, and she felt bitter and uncomfortable.
Just as I was feeling lost and devastated, I suddenly heard someone say, "It's you? Why are you here?"
When Fu Bao heard this, he looked up, feeling pain in his heart and a little dazed. He tilted his head and looked carefully before he recognized that the man was Huo Jinze.
Someone she really didn't like.
Why did he appear when I was at my lowest and saddest? Was he here to watch me have fun?
However, Fubao soon figured it out. Teacher Huo's house and Xiao Dingkun's house were very close to each other, only one or two stops away. They might go to the nearby vegetable market to buy vegetables or go shopping, so it was normal for them to meet.
She pursed her lips, concealing her previous sadness, glanced at Huo Jinze lightly, then raised her head and said, "I just happened to be passing by."
Huo Jinze said "Oh" and stared at Fubao's pretended strength. He said sarcastically, "Your school must have reversed several times to get here, right? How could they just happen to pass by?"
Fu Bao said calmly, "Is it not okay for me to take the bus and enjoy the scenery of the capital?"
Huo Jinze: "..."
That's not impossible.
but……
Huo Jinze: "Are you sure? You look so distraught, like a young wife who got kicked."
Fu Bao was immediately unhappy when he heard this. All his sadness and frustration turned into anger. He stared at Huo Jinze with wide eyes: "What does this have to do with you?"
Seeing her like this, Huo Jinze became more certain.
I feel uncomfortable, just not at all.
It clearly had nothing to do with her, but she still felt uncomfortable. Who was making her so sad? A rich person? Someone powerful? A member of the Yu family?
Does she care that much?
Do you want to marry into a rich family so much?
Or is it because of Xiao Dingkun?
Huo Jinze said sarcastically, "Did I guess right? Xiao Dingkun doesn't want you anymore and kicked you out?"
This sentence really touched Fu Bao's sore spot. Fu Bao clenched his fists and stared at Huo Jinze with blazing eyes. "Do you think we know each other well? Your brother and I were teacher and student, but I don't seem to know you well? We've only met two or three times. Do you know what it means to be intimate with someone you've only just met? Do I need you to judge what's wrong with me? Even if I sit on the side of the road and cry, it seems to have nothing to do with you. Who do you think you are?"
When Huo Jinze heard this, he became more certain.
Xiao Dingkun?
Huo Jinze is grateful to Xiao Dingkun.
He knew that Xiao Dingkun and Fubao had exchanged glances on the mountain that time, and for Xiao Dingkun's sake, he was willing to be a little patient with Fubao.
But now, they look yellow?
Huo Jinze recalled the way they walked side by side and talked on the mountain, and suddenly said sarcastically: "It has nothing to do with me, why should I ask you what's wrong? I'm really meddling in other people's business."
Fu Bao: "That's right, you're meddling in other people's business! From now on, stay away from me. I'm not happy when I see you, you know?"
Huo Jinze was also angry, his temples throbbing: "I am really meddling in other people's business!"
Fubao: "It's okay for you to know that you are a dog, but I am not a mouse. Go home and catch mice yourself!"
Huo Jinze: “………………you!”
Fu Bao snorted and said rather unhappily, "If it weren't for Teacher Huo, I wouldn't even want to bother with you. I'd even want to slap you."
After saying that, she carried the bag and walked away arrogantly.
Only after they walked a long way did Fubao slowly calm down.
It must be said that after meeting the annoying Huo Jinze, having a quarrel with him and diverting her attention, she was finally able to temporarily free herself from the suffocating pain.
She thought she didn't care that much. She could advance or retreat. Brother Dingkun was just being nice to her and didn't say anything. She didn't have to do anything either. Everything was just speculation and testing.
But now, when I heard Sun Lina say that, it was as if the hazy fog had been cleared away, and I suddenly saw the truth behind it, a heartbreaking truth.
He really treated me like a little sister and loved me, without any other intentions.
Fubao smiled bitterly and looked at the bag in his hand, which contained the scarf carefully knitted for Brother Dingkun.
She definitely couldn't give this scarf to Brother Dingkun, but she couldn't bear to throw it away. They had all come through those difficult years, and a wool scarf was such a valuable thing, how could she bear to throw it away? Besides, it was paid for by her roommate.
Fubao picked up the scarf and got back on the bus to go back to school. Along the way, he was thinking, who should he give this scarf to?
Give it to Dad? No, it won't fit him and won't get dirty.
Give it to my brother? Definitely not for my second brother, as he's in the mines and that place gets dirty more easily, so he needs something dark. So I can only give it to my eldest brother, Yuejin. That's fine, a gray scarf paired with an army green shirt seems pretty good, right?
Okay, it’s decided. I’ll return the money to my roommate first, and then give this scarf to my brother!
The bus was bumpy all the way, stopping and starting, and just as the conductor announced the station, Fubao got off the bus.
At this time, she felt a little relieved. It was a relief, but it would be better to know the truth earlier so that she could get out of it earlier. She even thought of a future owner for the scarf in her hand and was even planning to write a letter to explain why she suddenly wanted to give the scarf to her eldest brother.
Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard a voice calling me: "Fubao?"
Amidst the bustling crowds and busy streets, that voice penetrated the noise and entered Fubao's ears.
The voice was low and gentle, so familiar that it made Fubao's ears tremble.
Fubao was stunned and stood there silently, but the voice did not come again.
The sense of loss surged into his heart like a tide, and Fubao tightened his grip on the bag.
I pretend not to care, but I still long for it in my heart. Is that why I have such auditory hallucinations?
The original ease vanished in an instant. How could she let go of the feelings that were already in her heart? How could she break the wings of love? Was her so-called relief now just to comfort herself?
Just as he was thinking about it, a bicycle stopped in front of him with the sound of bicycle brakes.
The man on the bicycle, his long legs in black leather shoes casually resting on the ground, was straight and strong.
The upright collar of the black wool coat covered his sharp chin, and the dark eyes behind the cold and hard collar looked at him silently, cold and distant, yet with an incomprehensible emotion.
When their eyes met, Fubao's head buzzed as if it was about to explode.
She suddenly remembered the familiar feeling that Xiao Dingkun gave her when she first met him, as if she had seen him somewhere before.
Perhaps in a distant and unfindable dream, there should be such a pair of eyes, silently looking at oneself, guarding, longing, and despairing.
The world faded away at this moment, the bus horn had been muted, and she only saw him in her eyes.
His heart was pounding and Fubao tightly grasped the shoulder bag in his hand.
Xiao Dingkun took a step forward, got off the bicycle, put it aside, and walked in front of Fubao.
He lowered his head slightly and stared at her intently: "Fubao, why are you here?"
Fubao looked up at him, at his dark, flying eyebrows, at his deep, unfathomable eyes, at his cold, hard face. After staring for a long time, she murmured, "Brother Dingkun, why are you here?"
Didn’t you say you were on a business trip?
Xiao Dingkun raised his eyebrows and stared at Fubao in confusion: "I went out for something and happened to see you. What's wrong with you?"
He accidentally saw Fubao in the crowd. She looked dazed, listless and pale, so he hurriedly called her.
Fubao slowly reacted at this time and remembered what Sun Lina said. Was she lying to him?
She hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Brother Dingkun, you, you're not on a business trip?"
Xiao Dingkun frowned and asked in a deep voice, "On a business trip? Who told you I was on a business trip?"
Seeing him like this, Fubao had already realized that something was wrong. Was it Sun Lina who had deceived her? Brother Dingkun wasn't on a business trip at all, so... did she really have to cook for Brother Dingkun?
Xiao Dingkun raised his hand and held her thin shoulders: "Fubao, what's wrong? You looked a little strange just now. Are you okay? What are you doing here alone?"
Every word, every sentence was full of concern. The feeling of being cared for and loved came over her. On the winter street, Fubao's chest was filled with warmth. She thought for a moment and whispered, "I went to look for you because you were on a business trip. I couldn't find you, so I ran into Sister Lina."
Her tone was a little aggrieved and complaining, and her voice was soft, as if she was acting coquettishly towards him.
Xiao Dingkun stared at her deeply, but his voice was hoarse and gentle: "Really? What did she say?"
Fubao lowered her eyelids, and her curled eyelashes fell with them, like butterfly wings, light and soft, forming a light fan-shaped shadow under her eyes.
Xiao Dingkun's throat was dry. He gritted his teeth and let go of the hand that was holding her thin shoulders: "Tell me, did she say I was on a business trip?"
Fubao said vaguely: "About the same."
After saying that, she suddenly turned around and walked forward.
When Xiao Dingkun saw that she didn't say anything, he felt annoyed. He wanted to hear her and wanted to know what was wrong with her, but he couldn't ask her because she didn't say anything.
He had no choice but to push his bicycle and quickly catch up with her, gritting his teeth and asking, "What did she say about me?"
He suddenly realized that Fubao was so distraught because of what Sun Lina said?
Is she...jealous?
A strange feeling surged over him like a tide, almost drowning him.
Fubao is still young and doesn’t know what love is. She doesn’t understand, she doesn’t understand anything, so he doesn’t dare to say anything more, doesn’t dare to go beyond the line, and just guards her carefully.
But now, what exactly did she mean?
Fubao suddenly turned around and left without even saying goodbye. It was not because she was unhappy, but because ecstasy was rising from her heart and she couldn't help but want to laugh. She was afraid that Xiao Dingkun would see her suddenly laugh, and afraid that he would see through her thoughts, so she turned around and ran away almost uncontrollably.
He asked himself why he was so unhappy and what Sun Lina had said. Once he said it, his thoughts would be clearly exposed.
Isn’t it because you heard that Sun Lina cooked for Brother Ding Kun and thought they were very close, so you felt jealous?
What else could it mean?
Having never been in a relationship and having no experience like this, the little girl's shyness made Fubao almost subconsciously want to escape.
She didn't have the courage to reveal this thought to him.
Afraid of him.
She was afraid that he would stare at her with those eyes that seemed to be burning with fire, that he could see into her heart, that he could make it difficult for her to breathe, that he could make her body burn.
Behind her, Xiao Dingkun was pushing a bicycle and chasing after her. He moved the handlebars forward to stop her.
Fubao, who tried to escape, had nowhere to run. She bit her lips, and a blush appeared on her snow-white and tender cheeks, as red as the sunset she saw in the wheat fields in the evening when she was a child, delicate and charming.
Xiao Dingkun stared at that gorgeous face, fire burning deep in his eyes, his voice hoarse as if he was whispering: "Fubao, are you hiding from me?"
Fubao lowered his head, clenched his fists, and acted shamelessly: "I'm just avoiding you, what's wrong..."
Seeing her like this, Xiao Dingkun felt even more pity for her. Her coquettish look was so adorable: "Why are you hiding from me? What did I do wrong?"
Fu Bao was too embarrassed to reveal his true thoughts, so he deliberately said, "I went to look for you, but you weren't at home. I waited for a long time!"
Xiao Dingkun looked at her pair of clear and moist almond-shaped eyes rolling around and couldn't help but laugh softly: "Really? Why did you come to see me?"
When he asked this question, Fubao remembered the scarf.
Scarf, scarf, the scarf that I had planned to send to my eldest brother, of course I won’t give it to him.
I'm sorry, brother.
But now, Fubao felt a little embarrassed to admit that she was going to give him a scarf.
The meaning of the scarf was too obvious. I could have used it as a pretext to thank him, but after this incident, everyone understood the purpose of giving the scarf.
Xiao Dingkun just looked at Fubao's eyes blinking, which made his heart feel weak.
At this moment, whatever she said was what she meant. If she wanted stars, he was willing to pick them for her.
But he still couldn't help asking: "Why did you suddenly come to see me? Is there something wrong?"
In the past, he was the one who looked for her, but she never looked for him.
She went to look for Gu Shengtian, but not for him.
This time I went to look for it.
Xiao Dingkun pursed his thin lips and stared at her intently, not missing a single change in her expression.
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