Ruan Qingqing was sitting at the table putting on makeup, and several little heads were crowding near the door, as if they were afraid that she wouldn't notice.
Ruan Qingqing closed her makeup bag and looked up. The children ran away laughing as if someone had stepped on their tails.
Even when they were running madly, they were silent.
Ruan Qingqing put on light makeup because she was going to meet her boyfriend. She has long, smooth black hair, fair skin, thin eyebrows and black eyes.
He was dressed very simply, in a casual jacket and half-worn jeans. He looked simple and clean.
This is a two-story U-shaped building with more than 30 rooms. She lives alone in a relatively large room. After all, half of the ownership of this private care center for the deaf and mute, which has been open for more than 20 years, belongs to her.
She often came here when she was a child and is familiar with the children. As they grew older, they left one after another, leaving only two or three working in the center.
Ruan Qingqing was extremely busy in high school, and then went to another city to study in college for four years. Although she would come back every winter and summer vacation, the children now don't recognize her and they just gather around her like they are looking at a giant panda.
Ruan Qingqing's little leather shoes made a clattering sound as she stepped on them in the corridor. Most of the day, this building, this home, is as quiet as a wilderness in daylight.
The children only dared to follow the modern girls and prestigious university students who came back from the big city from a distance.
In their eyes, Ruan Qingqing's appearance and makeup, as well as the coldness in her eyebrows and eyes, all seemed mysterious and full of temptation.
Ruan Qingqing reached into her pocket for the candies. She had grabbed a handful from her luggage yesterday and bought them specially from Xiangcheng. She wondered whether she should share them with them, but felt a little embarrassed, so she gave up.
When passing a room, Ruan Qingqing stopped.
The little tails also seemed to have discovered the enemy, and they all stopped and stretched their heads to look around.
This is a small, cozy room with plain curtains and a neat single bed. On the small table, there was a simple clay vase that looked like it was bought from the market, with a few beautiful flowers in it.
The walls are hung with all kinds of straw trinkets: straw hats, wreaths, bicycles, crowns, pandas, puppies, kittens... They are exquisite, cute and lifelike, showing how dexterous the owner of the house is.
A long-haired girl in a white dress was standing on a chair in the middle of the room, reaching for the light bulb, her movements looking clumsy.
The setting sun shone through the window, casting a thin layer of golden light on her face, making her skin look even whiter than cream, her eyes darker than black, her lips redder, and her beauty vivid and bright.
Ruan Qingqing walked in and patted her legs.
The girl lowered her head and smiled sweetly at her.
Ruan Qingqing sign language: What are you doing?
The girl responded with sign language: The light bulb is broken, I want to change it.
She showed a light bulb in her hand.
Ruan Qingqing: Come down.
The girl obediently jumped off the chair and handed her the light bulb.
At the door, the children bravely crowded there to watch. After all, in their eyes, changing a light bulb is a very important thing.
Ruan Qingqing checked the switch first and found that the light was indeed not on. She went back to the corridor, turned off the power, and stood on the chair.
When the light bulb was in her hands, it was like a toy, and she replaced it with a new one in no time. She jumped off the chair, turned on the power again, and signaled the girl to turn on the light.
The light instantly filled the room, and the children all widened their eyes with expressions of admiration. The girl was full of admiration and signed: Qingqing, you are so awesome!
Ruan Qingqing didn't want to explain anymore. For a girl majoring in science and engineering, changing a light bulb was nothing.
She told the girl: The electrical circuits in this building are aging. I will ask someone to take a look later.
The girl nodded vigorously, and her eyes lit up when she looked at the light makeup on Ruan Qingqing's face: Are you going on a date with Brother Chen Muyun?
The girl's name is Zeng Xi, she is seventeen years old this year, and Ruan Qingqing has watched her grow up here.
Zeng Xi now stays in the center as a handyman. Ruan Qingqing poked her forehead with her finger and smiled without answering.
A child nearby asked: Sister Watermelon, what is a date?
Zeng Xi gestured: Dating means going out to eat, go shopping, and watch a movie with a very handsome and gentle boy.
Child: Sister Watermelon, why doesn’t anyone want to date you?
Zeng Xi was stunned, showing a look of shame and anger: I don’t want a date!
The children all laughed and ran away.
Ruan Qingqing said to Zeng Xi: I will bring you something delicious when I come back.
Zeng Xi nodded vigorously: Thank you! Have fun!
When the other children knew there was something delicious to eat, they all looked at Ruan Qingqing eagerly. Ruan Qingqing wanted to laugh, but pretended not to say anything and turned away.
Chen Muyun's workplace is in the city center, seven or eight stops away from here. He is not like Ruan Qingqing, who has not returned to work even after a month of returning.
With the help of his family, he also worked hard and was admitted to the municipal government with a graduate degree, becoming the secretary of an important leader.
To anyone in Huaicheng, this was a golden rice bowl with unlimited prospects.
He was busy and had no regular time to get off work, so Ruan Qingqing took the bus to see him.
Ruan Qingqing returns to Huaicheng every year. In her opinion, Huaicheng has not changed much over the years.
It’s nothing more than more tall buildings and more cars. The river is still the slowly flowing river, and the mountain is still the dark green mountain range. Buses are bustling around the city, buildings are quiet, and passers-by are in a hurry.
She sat by the window and sent a text message to Chen Muyun: I still have four stops to go.
After a while, he replied: I'm almost done.
He sent another message: What do you want to eat? Make your request quickly.
Ruan Qingqing: You decide.
Chen Muyun: There’s a new restaurant opened next door, it’s said to be good, let’s go try it.
Ruan Qingqing put down her phone, rested her head on her arms, and looked out the window. The sky was getting darker and darker, and the faces of everyone on the road looked blurry.
This twilight is just like her mood these days. In the hazy and obscure light, the edges and corners of some things are still clear and solid.
The revenue is not substantial, nor is it possible for a nursing home to be substantial;
My mother's last wish is a heavy and lasting burden;
Those children's pure, innocent and incredible eyes.
And her own uncertain but challenging future.
It turns out that going home makes people feel more restrained and restless.
Ruan Qingqing was staring out the window in a trance when a figure flashed by on the sidewalk about ten meters away.
Ruan Qingqing was stunned, as if someone had spurted ice into her eyes, and she came back to her senses instantly. As the bus moved forward, the figure was already twenty meters away.
Ruan Qingqing immediately stuck her head out of the window.
He was tall, wearing a camouflage jacket and black trousers, and he was straight and thin. It was very similar to the shadow in Ruan Qingqing's distant memory.
The bus turned a corner and disappeared from sight. Ruan Qingqing suddenly realized that it might not be the case. But they were all tall men wearing camouflage, and she didn't see their faces.
Moreover, this is Huaicheng. How could it be such a coincidence that that person is also from Huaicheng.
Ruan Qingqing's mood no longer fluctuated.
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