Chapter 54 Tears Like Amber When will we meet next time?
"Anping, where is your hometown?" Chang Xile thought of this question as they walked side by side back to the dormitory. If Anping's family was poor, he probably had a difficult time studying art.
Anping thought for a moment and told her: "Huainan Yangcheng."
"What a coincidence?" Chang Xile's eyes widened, and he tugged at Anping's sleeve excitedly, "My hometown is also Yangcheng. Which elementary school did you go to in Yangcheng? Maybe we're even classmates!"
Anping said: "I was born in Yangcheng, but I didn't grow up there."
"Oh..." It's true that many families in Yangcheng work away from home, returning only for holidays. This is a common occurrence. Chang Xile's family, for example, later moved to another city and settled there, only occasionally returning to their old home.
She sighed with some regret, "That's such a pity! If I had met you earlier, we might have become good friends."
Anping tilted his head slightly, looked at her, and asked, "Friend?"
Chang Xile nodded, not noticing the subtle change in his tone, and repeated, "Yes, friend!"
Anping's tone suddenly became a little stiff, and his beautiful eyes and eyebrows became sharp. "What kind of friend? A friend who leaves without saying goodbye and never sees you again?"
Chang Xile had never heard him speak like this before and was a little at a loss for words: "Anping, what's wrong with you?"
Anping looked down at Chang Xile's confused and helpless eyes and smiled self-deprecatingly.
It's normal that she doesn't remember.
"When will we meet next time?" he asked.
Chang Xile thought that Anping seemed to be very persistent about "the next meeting", every time.
But Chang Xile couldn't give him a definite answer. She was simply overwhelmed by a bunch of strange things and could hardly take care of herself. Moreover, they didn't have to meet in person. As a friend, Anping had no obligation to confess to her, and Chang Xile didn't have to answer questions that she couldn't answer.
Coincidentally, the two of them had already reached the fork in the road between the male and female dormitories. She didn't answer the question, but simply waved goodbye to Anping: "You don't have to take me back to the dormitory. You've worked hard today. Go back."
As she turned to leave, An Ping silently grabbed her wrist. Chang Xile was dragged back to him by inertia, almost throwing herself into An Ping's arms, only to stagger before regaining her footing.
"What are you doing, Anping!" Chang Xile looked up at him angrily, but paused when he saw his expression clearly.
Anping blinked slowly, the corners of his mouth drooping slightly. He took Chang Xile's hand, placed it on his heart, and said:
"I feel very sad."
"But I don't understand why."
Chang Xile looked into his sparkling eyes, as if she saw a deep blue lake.
She suddenly remembered a sentence -
"Your eyes must be smaller than the lake, and you rarely cry. Why is it that sitting in front of you is like standing by the lake, with fine mist stretching all the way to the ground?"
When the dormitory door creaked open, Yang Guisi glanced back and felt that Chang Xile had floated in silently like a ghost: "Wow, what's wrong with you? You look so absent-minded."
Chang Xile felt as if his foggy mood suddenly woke up after hearing her words: "You're back?"
When Yang Guisi heard her voice, he stood up immediately, bent down and looked up at her face carefully: "Why do I feel like you are crying? Who bullied you?"
"No." Chang Xile blinked and smiled again. She patted the top of Yang Guisi's head and walked to the bathroom. "I just yawned. I washed up and went to sleep."
She left in such a hurry that she didn't notice Yang Guisi's hesitation. Yang Guisi glanced in the direction of Fang Xinai's bed, paused for a moment, and then returned to his computer to review which submissions to "My Cat is a Little Weird" were suitable for processing.
During the holidays, there were not many people staying in the school dormitories. As half past eleven arrived, the lights in the few scattered dormitories were turned off at the same time.
Anping sat on a stone bench beside a tall tree, gazing at something far, far away. As the lights in that area dimmed, his gaze shifted, looking up at the night sky.
The sky was covered with dark clouds and not a single star could be seen.
A small calico cat emerged from the woods. It circled Anping's legs twice, then he grabbed it by the scruff of the neck and slid it onto the chair.
"You're still hanging out outside so late. Let your grandma beat you up." Anping said coldly.
The little cat meowed at him a few times.
This scene was actually a bit strange, because Anping was alone. But it was a good thing that there was no one around.
He quickly spoke again: "Going out to visit friends? Not taking you with you."
The little cat immediately started meowing again, this time it sounded hurried and seemed very angry.
Anping rarely smiled. He ordered, "Go back. It's already late."
"Me? ...I don't know where to go."
"Why don't I let you say hello to me in front of her?" Anping finally turned his gaze to the little cat. His eyelashes flickered and he finally shook his head.
"If she knew what I was, she would probably never talk to me again."
The little cat meowed softly a few times, hesitated for a while, then jumped off the stone bench and went back into the woods.
Anping sat there for a while longer, waiting for a light drizzle to fall. The handsome young man on the stone bench had disappeared. Only a blue-eyed lion cat was running towards Linhuan Lake.
Although Chang Xile went to bed early that night, she couldn't sleep in her dreams. She saw Tang You leaping from a boulder with her back to her, and then she saw the stone statue of Lady Laughter crumble. She vaguely saw tears like amber on An Ping's cheeks, but before she could reach out to wipe them away, he disappeared like smoke. Suddenly, a man in a windbreaker appeared in front of her, holding something that looked like an account book. He walked up to her, tapped her head with a smile, and said, "You still owe me a promise?"
It was that Wuchang, and behind him followed a woman of extraordinary beauty.
Chang Xile sat up in shock, gasping for breath, and it took her a while to calm down. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and drew aside the bed curtains. The bright sunlight streaming in from the balcony indicated that she had slept a long sleep last night.
There were no slippers next to Yang Guisi's bed, and no one was sitting at the table, so it seemed that she was not in the dormitory.
Chang Xile picked up her phone and realized she had forgotten to charge it last night, so it had automatically shut down. No wonder the alarm hadn't gone off.
She sighed, climbed out of bed to charge her phone, then tied her hair up and went to the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth. When she returned to the table, her phone lit up and a flood of messages flooded in.
Chang Xile waited silently for a while. When the phone stopped ringing, he picked it up and saw that it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.
Wang Gui: [What are you having for lunch? I’ll bring it back for you.]
Yang Guisi later posted a photo of a spicy hot pot packaging bag: [Time is up, you have lost the right to choose, you eat whatever I eat.]
Chang Xile smiled for a long time before replying:
[Love you, Guise! You're my stepmother!]
Yang Guisi was horrified and responded quickly:
[Watch your words! Don't mess with the generations.]
Although he didn't know what kind of generation she was, Chang Xile shrugged and moved on to another message box.
Fang Xinai sent a video, and Chang Xile clicked on it to see a small black dog jumping around her knees. Fang Xinai made a few "slurp, slurp" sounds, and the dog enthusiastically nuzzled into her palm and licked it.
(＾v＾): [So cute!!]
Xiao Ai: [Right! Woohoo, if I get the chance, I'll definitely let you pet my dog. It's so cute, it makes my heart melt.]
(＾ｖ＾) : [So happy! When I live on my own in the future, I want to get a kitten!]
Xiao Ai: [Oh—are you a cat person? I still prefer puppies. I had a cat before, but it wouldn't kiss me and ran away after a few days.]
Chang Xile was chatting with Fang Xinai, and when they mentioned cats, she thought of Sui Sui for no apparent reason. She hadn't seen Sui Sui for a long time. But after a while, the pair of blue eyes that came to her mind belonged to Anping.
She was so shocked that she dropped her phone upside down on the table. After a while, she picked it up again helplessly and continued to check the messages. After she finished replying, she noticed a small red dot in the "Contacts" column. She clicked it and saw a friend request from 4:00 AM.
The person’s name was “Xigang”, and his friend request was very concise: Looking for you if you need anything.
Chang Xile thought about it and clicked yes.
Almost as soon as it was passed, the other party showed up in the input.
Chang Xile blinked twice and received a new message.
Sihanoukville: [When are you free? Can we meet?]
Chang Xile felt embarrassed, thinking that Mr. Dai wouldn't be like his secretary who liked to squat at the school gate to make appointments, right?
(＾v＾): [Can’t we just talk online?]
When Chang Xile woke up, she didn't want to think about many things anymore. She even asked Yang Guisi to bring her lunch, and she certainly didn't want to go out again for some unknown reason.
Daisy Port sent a voice message.
Chang Xile rubbed his eyebrows in distress and clicked to listen.
"This matter isn't particularly urgent, but it's quite complicated. It has something to do with your friend."
The man's voice was a little low, and there was a little noise in the background, as if there was the sound of papers tapping on the table.
"Sorry, I have to go to a meeting. When you are free, you can tell me and I will ask Assistant Du to make time."
It seems that Daisy Gang really values time. He came to ask Chang Xile when he would be free just to coordinate their schedules.
Chang Xile probably knew that "that friend" referred to Anping.
But now, she just doesn't want to think about Anping.
Anping always managed to easily stir up her emotions, almost making her feel a little unlike herself. Chang Xile was unfamiliar with this feeling and didn't understand what she really wanted.
Please tell me when you are free next time. I am usually free except for classes.
The time was set for the Sunday of the first week after the holiday.
Chang Xile stretched herself and heard the door of the dormitory open. She turned around and said hello, "Guisi, you're back..."
Her voice caught in her throat.
The dormitory door was wide open, and it bounced back after knocking on the wall.
But there was no one at the door.
But for Chang Xile, something even worse happened.
She saw the ghost.
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