0026 Night Rose-C.TLAY, Night.26 The station was too spacious and the air conditioning was not enough, so Ruan Mei hung a portable fan around her neck. The small fan blades spun with a whirring sound, and the breeze it brought blew away the turbid air in front of her.
The sleepiness that had been abruptly interrupted in the morning came flooding back. Chen Shanye saw her head nodding like a fish on a hook and asked her, "Are you sleepy?"
"Well, I got up too early..." She yawned and stretched, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.
Chen Shanye checked the clock on his phone: "Then you should get some sleep. The bus won't leave for another hour or so."
Ruan Mei nodded, took out a pair of Bluetooth headphones from her bag and put one in her right ear. When she was holding the other one, her hand paused, turned around and handed it to Chen Shanye: "Want to listen to music together?"
"good."
Ruan Mei lowered her head and looked at the playlist: "What kind of music do you usually listen to?"
"It doesn't matter, just listen to what you like."
Her fingers paused for a moment, and Ruan Mei said calmly, "Chen Shanye, you don't have to deliberately cater to my preferences..."
She pointed to a white cup on the small table next to her seat. The green mermaid logo was clearly visible on the cup, with "Chen'M" written in marker underneath. Ruan Mei said seriously, "I can sit second class, and I don't have to drink coffee. I'm a very easygoing and very easy to get along with."
Chen Shanye said he was going to the bathroom, but when he came back he brought her a cup of American coffee. She looked at him in surprise. Chen Shanye half-closed his eyes and put the coffee cup on the table next to her without saying a word.
Ruan Mei thought about it and guessed that he must have seen her daily life on WeChat Moments.
This man is so sincere, and his kindness to her is written all over his face.
The better Chen Shanye treated her, the more she felt like a scumbag who had turned her back on him.
But she is not a person with a heart as hard as rock. If you give her a little more, a little more, she will surrender.
Chen Shanye's heart ached slightly when he heard the first half of the story, but when he heard Ruan Mei deliberately emphasize the words "very easy-going" and "very easy to get along with", he couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Ruan Mei still chose the same Cantonese playlist to play randomly. When she heard the laughter coming from the side, she raised an eyebrow and glared at him quickly: "What are you laughing at?"
The sound of singing came from the headphones, and Chen Shanye still smiled: "You are indeed very easy to get along with."
A normal sentence without any faults, but it had a different meaning in Ruan Mei's ears. Thinking of the wooden bed that was almost rocked to death, her cheeks suddenly became warm.
She leaned her head closer to Chen Shanye's shoulder, her fingers secretly climbed up his strong arm and pinched the hard muscles: "You have become bad. What are you thinking about in public..."
"Me? I'm not imagining anything. You said you're easygoing and easy to get along with. Isn't that affirming me?"
Chen Shanye's voice was a little hoarse. The two of them were in an overly ambiguous position. The softness of Ruan Mei's chest brushed against his arm vaguely. He shifted his sitting position uncomfortably, but his hand remained resting on the silver armrest. "Tell me, what do you mean by easy to get along with?"
She pinched again with her fingers, but the man didn't have much fat on him, so no matter how she pinched, it didn't feel right. Ruan Mei muttered, "Don't you know whether we're easy to get along with or not?" Then, in this position, she leaned lightly on Chen Shanye and closed her eyelids: "I'm going to sleep. If I don't wake up later, remember to wake me up..."
Chen Shanye responded and stretched out his left hand to help her turn the two fans around her neck so that the wind would not blow directly into her face.
The wind also brought Ruan Mei's fragrance into his nostrils, a faint citrus scent. A few soft hairs on her forehead were lifted by the wind, rising and falling at the corners of his eyes.
The hair didn't touch him, but it tickled his heart, making him feel itchy.
There was a Cantonese song being sung softly in my ears, it was a female singer.
She asked lightly amidst the piano music, Fox, are you happy today? Fox, is it me you want? *
The station was always noisy, with bus information broadcast every one or two minutes. Many figures swayed in front of him, like gray birds migrating on the ground.
Chen Shanye's gaze moved downwards, landing on the slender fingers tightly grasping the bag strap.
Ruan Mei wore a gold ring today, inlaid with a tiny blood-red gem as small as a pigeon's eye, and a thin golden snake was biting her index finger.
Chen Shanye recalled that night in that high-end apartment, he was looking for condoms and asked the dazed Ruan Mei several times. She randomly pointed at the bedside table and asked him to open it.
The drawer was in a mess, with the only condom buried under the debris. Chen Shanye took out the condom and saw the diamond ring that had lost its luster and was abandoned in a dark corner.
He withdrew his gaze and placed a very light kiss on the top of her hair, which had already grown a section of black hair.
Ruan Mei never thought that she could fall asleep in such an environment. She always required a dark and quiet sleeping environment.
Perhaps it was because of the turmoil in the surrounding environment and the sudden collapse in the morning that made this dream jump and flicker. Many fragments formed and shattered in the brain. The fragments were like elegant white butterflies, flapping their wings and flying into the boundless darkness.
The time and space of the fragmented images are chaotic and disordered.
For a moment, she handed the test paper with 90 points to Lin Bina with trembling hands.
It was clearly something that happened in elementary school, but it was the chubby girl in high school who was beaten with the ruler. Her round and slightly thick calves were beaten red and hot. The next day, tears came out with every step she took to school.
One day, she was riding her bicycle home in the rain. When she stopped at a red light, she saw Lin Bina's car parked in the middle lane across from her.
She and Ruan Lan in the passenger seat met eyes. She was about to wave to Ruan Lan, but she watched her sister turn around and chat and laugh with her mother as if she didn't see her.
This was a day before the summer vacation of her first year in high school, but she was getting shorter and smaller at a speed visible to the naked eye. The tearful sky was getting farther and farther away from her, and finally she became a kindergarten girl riding a small red tricycle.
Ruan Mei began to try to break free from this absurd and bizarre dream, but those seemingly innocent butterflies circled around her, their number increasing, their wings flapping against her eyelids and scratching her cheeks.
She was still dragged into that nightmare by the butterflies. There was a desk filled with books and test papers, with only a pale lamp lit in the corner. The bulb absorbed dirty dust. The footsteps of the second hand seemed harsh in the enclosed silence. The pen in her hand shook like a sieve, and the pen core broke with a snap on the messy draft paper.
The cold snake climbed up her neck, slowly crawled across her chest, and hissed in her ear.
The snake actually spoke, and its voice was as sharp as a needle piercing her eardrum.
Can't answer? ...Then you'll be punished.
No, no, she doesn't want to be punished.
She threw the silver snake hard into the corner of the wall. With a bang, the scales on the snake's body scattered and turned into silver-white butterflies that kept entangling her all the way.
The mechanical pencil clenched in my hand, the cigarettes and lighter hidden under the bed, the sneakers with the soles worn flat by the rubber track, the roaring cheers on the basketball court, the stars in Huang Mingyan's eyes, the ninety-nine red roses at the graduation ceremony, the sound of a needle piercing my flesh to create a picture, the engagement ring that was sold...
More and more butterflies crowded her head, making it almost explode. She wanted to raise her hand and knock on her head to drive them away, but at this moment, a dry and warm palm pressed on the back of her hand, calling her name again and again.
Ruan Mei...
Ruan Mei, wake up...
The sound was like a warm yet strong mountain breeze, which blew away the group of annoying butterflies with a whoosh.
————Author’s nonsense————
Fox, Are You Happy Today? @Fiona Sit
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