I zoomed in on the photo Yang Sisi sent, thinking that this would make her look clearer. However, the photo's resolution was low, and after zooming in, I couldn't see anything clearly at all. Even the halos reflected on the glass became distorted.
I pulled a cigarette out of the pack, lit it, and replied to the message: "I don't know why, but looking at the night view in your photo gave me a particularly tragic feeling!"
"Of course it was tragic... There was only me and a foreigner at the next table in the restaurant, but the Bund was packed with people... When I looked at those people through the glass, I always felt like they had faces growing on the backs of their heads, all grinning and laughing at me... That's where the tragic feeling came from, as if I were holding a saber, standing on an endless grassland, facing a thousand enemy troops... They didn't kill me, they just kept laughing at me..."
"With your imagination, it's a real waste that you're not writing screenplays!"
Am I suffering from delusions?
"I think you could try talking to the foreigner at the next table... he might have more to say than you do."
"Don't give me any random advice... I think that foreigner is trying to pick me up; he's already glanced in my direction several times!"
"Is your zipper not zipped up properly...? They wanted to remind you, but were too embarrassed to do so."
Yang Sisi replied with a voice message, clearly annoyed: "I'm wearing a tracksuit, and there isn't a single zipper on it... I'm really just wasting my time explaining this to you!"
I could almost see the expression on her face when she sent me that message. I smiled involuntarily and replied, "It seems like it's the weekend today. Why didn't you go out with your friends?"
"I'm not in the mood, and I have no friends."
That was clearly said in anger; while I was trying to figure out how to comfort her, she sent me another message, asking, "How's your leg?"
"I can use some strength now. I estimate that in a month at most, I'll be able to throw away that damn cane."
"Alright, remember what you said... If you lie to me... I'll jump into the Huangpu River."
"No, if you jump into Erhai Lake, I can still save you... If you jump into Huangpu River, I won't be able to get there in time to see you one last time."
"Don't joke around like that... I'm serious!"
My heart skipped a beat for no reason... but I quickly calmed myself down because I couldn't think of a reason not to go to Shanghai to see her... I was definitely going to Shanghai; I had told Chen Jin and Zhou Sansan this when we were chatting.
I finally replied, "Once my leg is fully healed, I'll go to Shanghai... You'll have to pick me up from the airport in your Scirocco."
"Okay... Remember to tell me as soon as possible... I'll go to the airport a day early and find a hotel to stay in... I'm afraid there will be traffic on the road that day, and I won't be able to see you right away."
I was deeply moved, and suddenly realized that her loneliness at that moment was all because of me...
"Sisi..."
I suddenly realized that I'm an incredibly lucky man... Just thinking that someone is waiting for me makes it seem like no difficulty can stop me.
"If I can make you feel lucky... that's the luckiest thing that's ever happened to me!"
After that, Yang Sisi sent me a voice message. She said with a smile, "I feel much better now... I'm going to go play mahjong with some friends."
"Go quickly... don't let that foreigner with ill intentions target you."
Yang Sisi replied with a hammer-shaped emoji, and our conversation ended with that emoji... However, like her, I felt much better... I even forgot about the dispute I had with Lu Jia over the house, and I just wanted that day to come quickly!
I even imagined many scenarios in my mind what would happen when that day came... If Yang Sisi and I could be boyfriend and girlfriend, how amazing would that be!
...
I was immersed in this emotion for a full ten minutes before I came back to my senses... Then another wave of anxiety washed over me. If I really couldn't get that house back from Lu Jia, then I would have to seriously consider finding an investment.
When I think about investing, I think of Brother Ping again.
If we're talking about the people around me, Brother Ping is the most suitable investor for me... Back then, Chen Jin and I drove up the prices of Jiulongju to their peak, and Brother Ping also took the opportunity to sell two shops. In addition, he also held a small number of shares in our studio, so he made a fortune.
He was in Thailand all year, so we didn't keep in touch much. A few days ago, he returned to Dali and sent me a message asking me to have dinner together. I couldn't make it because I was in the hospital, but he had already arranged it with Chen Jin and the others privately...
My confidence stems from the bond we formed while trading shops together at Jiulongju... Brother Ping trusts me a lot, so even earlier, he offered me his own shop to open a temporary inn, and I certainly didn't let him down, allowing him to make a substantial profit.
...
I called Brother Ping and we arranged to meet at "Jiulongju".
I haven't been to "Jiulongju" for a long time. Standing at the entrance, I couldn't help but feel nostalgic... What came to an end with "Jiulongju" was our youthful passion... Looking at the completely abandoned streetlights and landscapes, I couldn't even bear to look inside.
Today, only the inn that Cao Bei ran back then and a few struggling coffee shops and bars are still in operation... but they only flicker with faint light and show no signs of life.
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