28 The moon is so beautiful tonight
After seeing Zhang Yi and Shen Cheng off, Jin Lang sat alone on the sofa, lost in thought. The snow-white fur ball, with light steps, silently leaped onto his lap. Its tender pink tongue licked him, then purred coquettishly as it rubbed against his arm. Jin Lang instinctively reached out and gently scratched the cat's chin, while his other hand snatched up his phone and swiped the screen. His eyes held a hint of hesitation, yet also a hint of anticipation. He opened Weibo again, typed in the name, and clicked on the cat's profile picture, all in one go. Even using a fake account, he hesitated to click "follow," fearing that a small gesture would cause unnecessary trouble. An hour earlier, Liu Yuwei had posted her first Weibo post of the year, "In the new year, I wish everyone all the best and may all your wishes come true!" Two live photos were posted below. The first showed the back of a little girl, perched on a black tire-shaped snow ring, waving her hands and laughing like a silver bell. Not far away, a white figure was tugging a rope. In another photo, a small yellow moon hung in the vast night sky. Listening closely, he heard a gentle voice whisper, "Happy New Year." Jin Lang's eyes suddenly lit up, as if a thought occurred to him. He stood up and quickly walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, his gaze fixed on the full moon hanging in the sky. He turned the volume on his phone to maximum and repeatedly clicked on the second live video. With each playback, he listened attentively, as if the person was whispering blessings in his ear. After a moment, he opened his camera and pointed it at the sky, searching for the perfect angle. He took numerous photos of the moon, large and small, carefully examining each one, trying to find one that matched the full moon in Liu Yuwei's photo. Finally, he carefully selected a nearly exact replica, switched to a larger size, and posted it to Weibo with the simple caption, "Happy New Year!" In just a few minutes, the post garnered tens of thousands of likes and shares. The comment section instantly became lively, flooded with messages from fans. [My idol, Happy New Year! !] ] [Hubby, Happy New Year~] [In the new year, please continue to cheer for Jin Lang~~~] [Ahhh, Jin Lang, are you confessing your love to me? I received such a big gift at the beginning of the new year! ! I love you too, muahmu!!] [Baozi upstairs, what are you talking about? How is this a confession? Black question mark face.jpg] [It's okay if you don't understand. It's more precious to focus on being on the same wavelength, hahaha!] [The girl who asked the question, please read more books, otherwise in the future...
After seeing Zhang Yi and Shen Cheng off, Jin Lang sat alone on the sofa, lost in thought.
The snow-white fur ball took light steps and jumped onto his knees silently. It licked him with its tender pink tongue, then made a gurgling sound in its throat and rubbed the man's arm coquettishly.
Jin Lang subconsciously reached out and gently scratched the cat's chin, while with his other hand he took the phone and swiped the screen.
There was a hint of hesitation and a bit of anticipation in his eyes.
Open Weibo again, enter the name, click on the cat avatar, and it's all done in one go.
Even though he was using a small account, he didn't dare to click to follow easily, for fear that the slightest action would cause unnecessary trouble.
An hour ago, Liu Yuwei posted the first Weibo of the year, "In the new year, I wish everyone all the best and all their wishes come true!"
Two live photos are posted below.
The first picture shows the back of a little girl. She is sitting on a snow ring that looks like a black tire, waving her little hands and laughing like a silver bell. Not far away, there is a white figure dragging a rope.
In another photo, a small yellow moon hangs in the vast night sky. Listening carefully, I hear a soft voice saying "Happy New Year."
Jin Lang seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes suddenly lit up. He stood up and walked quickly to the French window, his eyes fixed on the full moon hanging in the sky.
He turned up the volume on his phone to the maximum, and then repeatedly clicked on the second live picture. Every time it played, he listened attentively, as if the person was whispering blessings in his ear.
After a moment, he turned on the camera, pointed it at the sky, and kept looking for the right angle.
He took many photos of the moon, big and small, and looked at each one carefully, trying to find one that matched the full moon in Liu Yuwei's photo.
Finally, he carefully selected a photo that was almost an exact replica, switched to a larger account and posted it on Weibo, with the simple caption, "Happy New Year!"
In just a few minutes, this Weibo post received tens of thousands of likes and reposts. The comment section also became lively, with fans' messages pouring in like a tide.
【Happy New Year, my male god! ! 】
[Husband, Happy New Year~]
[In the new year, please continue to cheer for Jin Lang~~~]
[Ahhh, Jin Lang, are you confessing your love to me? I received such a big gift at the beginning of the new year! ! I love you too, muahmuah! !]
[Baozi upstairs, what are you talking about? How is this a confession? Black question mark face.jpg]
[It’s better not to understand it, it’s more valuable to focus on the same frequency, hahaha! ]
[Jimei, the person who asked the question, please read more books, or I'm afraid you won't be allowed to take the entrance test for Jin Lang's fan club!]
[Come on, it's finally my turn to be a cultured class representative. Please long-press the image and click to translate—The moon is so beautiful tonight (I LOVE YOU)!]
…
The holiday time always seems to be running at double speed, so fast that it catches people off guard and is over in the blink of an eye.
On the first day of work after New Year's Day, the laborers wished they could have another 500 years. However, compared to previous years, Liu Yuwei was full of anticipation for work and the future. After all, if he could successfully win the Ling'an Group's conventional bidding by the end of January, he would soon get his wish and get to shine in the public welfare affairs team.
By the afternoon, the office became increasingly dull. Everyone had droopy eyes and looked listless, with a strong sense of fatigue.
Only Liu Yuwei was in high spirits, her good mood visible to the naked eye. Xiao Meng, the most impatient, couldn't help but ask, his face full of curiosity.
"Sister, do you have any good news recently?"
The colleague who was holding a teacup was walking slowly, but when he heard this, he quickly stopped and the tiredness on his face was instantly replaced by a gossipy look.
"What's the good news? Yu Wei, are you getting married?"
Liu Yuwei was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. She couldn't reveal the truth before receiving the "imperial edict" from Wang Lu to release the person.
She replied with a helpless tone, "Brother Zhao, I don't even have a boyfriend, who can I marry?"
He put on a wry smile and spread out his hands.
"I don't have a boyfriend, but I have a lot of suitors. Look, someone sent me flowers on the first working day of the new year!" The voice came before Sister Wang arrived.
Everyone saw her walking towards them with a brisk pace, holding a large bouquet of brilliant sunflowers.
She had just gone downstairs to get coffee, and the girl at the front desk knew that their investment and mergers and acquisitions team and the company's commercial affairs team were next to each other, so she asked her to help bring the flowers over.
This large bunch of sunflowers looks particularly dazzling in the dull office, and the golden petals seem to exude the breath of sunshine.
"For me?" Liu Yuwei asked in surprise.
Sister Wang placed the flowers on her desk, pointed to the small card in the metal clip, and said happily.
"What else? Open it and see which handsome guy sent me the love number card?"
After saying that, he winked at Liu Yuwei, and the colleagues around him also cast curious glances at him, some even put down their work and stretched their necks.
White fingers flipped open the folded gold-stamped cardboard, and a group of people leaned over, but there were only four words written on it - Happy New Year.
There was neither a letterhead nor a signature.
"Is there a mistake?"
Liu Yuwei muttered softly, but her mobile phone number was clearly printed on the delivery note stuck on the outside of the transparent cellophane.
After everyone left, Liu Yuwei sat there quietly, staring at the sunflowers on the table, his eyes gradually becoming blurred.
…
The summer after Song Miao and Jin Lang's breakup passed quickly. By the end of August, everything had returned to normal.
As the countdown to the college entrance examination begins, every student is busy studying hard.
After the arts and science classes were re-divided, Jin Lang entered the science experimental class, and Liu Yuwei chose the arts class because of her poor performance in physics.
Out of the emphasis on top students, the two experimental classes share the best teachers from Weicheng No. 1 Middle School in the three subjects of Chinese, mathematics and English.
So Jin Lang would often read Liu Yuwei's perfect essays in English class, and Liu Yuwei would often hear the math teacher share Jin Lang's problem-solving ideas with the class.
Having experienced their first farewell together, Liu Yuwei and Jin Lang seemed to have become close friends who were close but not so familiar. They occasionally ran into each other on campus or in the teacher's office, and they only nodded and said hello to each other.
Throughout their senior year of high school, the only time they met outside of school was on Valentine's Day of that year.
February 14th of that year was right around the Spring Festival, and Jin Lang and a few of his friends who didn't want to stay home were discussing how to relax. Someone suggested selling flowers on Valentine's Day to make some money and then treat everyone to a nice meal.
So a group of high school students went to the flower, bird, fish and insect market in advance to wholesale a bunch of red roses. The next day, each of them sold flowers on the street in the busiest commercial district of the ancient city.
That day, when Liu Yuwei walked out of Xinhua Bookstore carrying a few teaching supplementary books recommended by her teacher, she saw Jin Lang wearing a white down jacket at a glance.
He was fiddling with the roses in a plastic bucket with his head down. His slender knuckles brushed across the velvety petals, and water droplets rolled down his fingertips, reflecting tiny rays of light in the midday sun.
Liu Yuwei walked up, patted him on the shoulder, and asked with a smile, "How much are the flowers?"
The laughing voice startled the boy, who turned around abruptly, and the plastic bucket made a crisp sound of water. Jin Lang turned back, his eyes filled with a hint of surprise and the embarrassment of meeting an acquaintance.
"Liu Yuwei, why are you here?"
She shook the plastic bag in her hand as a reply, then said, "Selling roses in front of the bookstore on Valentine's Day?"
He raised his hand and pointed across the street. "There's a movie theater over there in the mall. Students buying 'Three Years of College Entrance Examination and Five Years of Simulation' are not your target customers."
Jin Lang nodded, picked up the bucket and followed Liu Yuwei to wait for the traffic light. When crossing the sidewalk, Jin Lang's plastic bucket rubbed against Liu Yuwei's jeans, making a slight sound.
She followed the boy's deliberately slowed pace, and a smile unconsciously appeared on her lips.
Changing to the new "battlefield", Jin Lang still failed to open the business smoothly. Liu Yuwei stood aside and laughed secretly. Jin Lang looked at her with a bit of annoyance, as if to say "If you can do it, go for it".
She looked at the Nth couple hurriedly waving goodbye, then suddenly reached out and pulled out a flower. The crimson petals brushed against Jin Lang's stiff fingertips, causing a slight shudder.
Liu Yuwei took the initiative to walk up to a couple and said softly, "Buy a rose. A rose represents a wholehearted love."
"No, thank you!"
The two waved their hands and declined.
"It's okay, I wish you a happy Valentine's Day!" She was still smiling, her eyes full of sincerity.
After the people walked away, Jin Lang said to Liu Yuwei, "People didn't buy flowers, but you still sent blessings. You didn't make any money, but you lost your smile."
Despite the setback, she seemed unaffected, looking up and saying cheerfully, "A good mood is a priceless treasure!"
The two of them carried the bucket and strolled around the bustling commercial street for the entire afternoon.
In a small northern town, winters bring on unusually early nights. The sun is gone before five, the temperature drops rapidly, and the number of pedestrians dwindles. As the neon signs of the shopping malls light up one after another, a few roses remain in the plastic bucket, stubbornly standing tall.
Jin Lang took them out and stuffed them into Liu Yuwei's hands.
"It's so cold, I won't sell it to you anymore. I'll give it to you!"
Liu Yuwei was stunned. She looked up at Jin Lang's face, which was a little red from the cold, then lowered her head to stare at the rose in her arms. Suddenly, she felt that the cold water droplets on the wrapping paper were incredibly hot.
She had never received flowers before, and she had never thought that she would receive flowers from Jin Lang. A flash of joy passed through her heart.
After hesitating for a moment, she opened her red lips and said in a voice so low that it was almost inaudible, "I don't like roses, I like sunflowers."
"What did you say?" Jin Lang seemed not to hear clearly.
"It's nothing, let's give the flowers away for free. Giving a rose to someone will leave a lingering fragrance on your hand!" Liu Yuwei suggested, with a sense of ease and relief in her voice.
So, that evening, several young couples happily received roses from a boy in a white down jacket standing on the street.
The girl standing next to him smiled, her eyes curved like crescent moons, and said to them, "Happy Valentine's Day!"
…
Later, on the Valentine's Day after they were together, the streets were filled with girls holding beautiful roses.
Only Liu Yuwei was "different" holding a big bunch of golden sunflowers, but her smile was brighter than the flowers.
Author's Note
Lazy Cat on the Cloud
author
03-10
Do you know the meaning of sunflower?
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
