Qin Zheng stared deeply at Yan Jingwan's face, remained silent for a long while, and finally said only one sentence: "Be careful when you go out."
"Yes, I can." Yan Jingwan glanced at Qin Zheng, curled the corners of her lips, and nodded at him, "Then I'll go up?"
Qin Zheng said, "Go up."
"Goodbye." Yan Jingwan turned and went upstairs.
Qin Zheng stood there, watching her back disappear into the stairwell, a feeling of loss flashed through his heart.
He sighed softly, bent his long legs, turned the handlebars, and pedaled away from the art troupe.
The second floor of the girls' dormitory.
Yan Jingwan arrived at the dormitory, changed into slippers, sat at the table, picked up the comb to remove her braids, and heard several knocks on the door.
"Who is it?" Yan Jingwan subconsciously looked at the door.
"Jingwan, it's me, Chenrong." A female voice answered from outside the door.
"I'm coming." Yan Jingwan stood up, went over to open the door, and let Chen Rong in.
"Didn't you take a nap yesterday?" Yan Jingwan asked doubtfully.
Chen Rong was a night owl. After dancing at night, she would turn on the desk lamp to read. Sometimes she would get so engrossed in her reading that she wouldn't fall asleep until late at night. Yan Jingwan had gone to the bathroom several times at night and found the light on in her room.
Chen Rong goes to bed late at night and has to get up early in the morning, so she has the habit of taking a nap.
"It's Sunday, and I got up late this morning. I'm not sleepy yet, so I won't sleep." Chen Rong held a small basket made of woven branches, which contained washed cherries. She handed the basket to Yan Jingwan and said, "Here, Zhao Man's boyfriend sent her some cherries. Her cherry tree is in full bloom, and she sent a large basket, about seven or eight kilograms. She couldn't finish it, so she left some out. I'm saving some for you."
"Thank you." Yan Jingwan took it, poured the cherries in the small basket into the fruit plate, and returned the small basket to Chen Rong.
Chen Rong took the small basket and did not move, with no intention of leaving. She looked at Yan Jingwan with complicated eyes, hesitant to speak, as if she had something to say to her.
There was only one chair in Yan Jingwan's room, so she pulled it over for Chen Rong to sit on, and she sat on the edge of the bed and took out her braids with a comb.
Yan Jingwan glanced at her and felt that she seemed a little strange, so she said, "If you have anything to say, just say it."
"Then I'll be frank." Chen Rong pulled a chair and sat next to Yan Jingwan. She asked curiously, "I'm a little curious. What do you mean by Captain Qin?"
Yan Jingwan paused while undoing her pigtails and looked up at her: "What do you mean?"
"You said you weren't interested in Captain Qin, right? Captain Qin came to see you, and you seemed very happy. But if you were to say you were interested in Captain Qin, you were so lukewarm and didn't even give him a definite answer."
Chen Rong looked at Yan Jingwan with a slight flicker of dissatisfaction in her eyes. "Jingwan, I think you're being... inappropriate. It's like you're deliberately trying to keep Captain Qin hanging."
"?" Yan Jingwan's smile faltered slightly, and she looked at Chen Rong with a cold gaze: "Chen Rong, are you defending Qin Zheng?"
Chen Rong's expression froze, and she shook her head subconsciously: "No, no. I just think you should give Captain Qin a clear answer. Captain Qin is not young anymore. You can afford to delay, but he can't. He doesn't have that much time to waste with you, so you should consider him."
Yan Jingwan said coldly: "Chen Rong, do you mean to say that I am selfish?"
Shen Rong shook her head: "I didn't say that."
"Isn't that what you meant?"
Yan Jingwan put down the comb and sneered at Chen Rong: "Besides, what position do you have to say these things to me?"
Yan Jingwan had a blank expression on her face, but her eyes were extremely sharp.
Chen Rong felt a little guilty and subconsciously lowered her eyes. "Jing Wan, we are friends after all. I am also thinking about you. I am afraid that if you drag it on for too long, it will be bad for your reputation."
"Then should I thank you?" Yan Jingwan said with a half-smile.
Chen Rong shook her head. "Thank you, but I won't say thank you. But in the regiment... they all said that you were deliberately hanging around with Captain Qin, hoping to find another job. So I wanted to remind you."
This is really hard to hear.
Yan Jingwan slammed the comb on the table and asked her coldly, "Who are they?"
Chen Rong shuddered and stammered, "Uh... everyone says that."
Yan Jingwan: "'Everyone' is also made up of specific people. Who are they? Tell me their names."
Shen Rong shook her head: "I, I forgot."
Yan Jingwan stared at Chen Rong's face, looking at her panicked expression. At this moment, she finally realized that Chen Rong liked Qin Zheng.
Her mind went blank for a moment, and when she regained consciousness, she had already stood up, pointed at the door, and ordered Shen Rong to leave, "Get out!"
Chen Rong bit her lip, knowing that she was in the wrong, she stood up silently and walked towards the door.
She dawdled until she reached the door, stopped, and glanced up at Yan Jingwan.
Yan Jingwan's face was as gloomy as water, and her slightly upturned peach blossom eyes were full of coldness.
Chen Rong opened her mouth, wanting to say something, hesitated for a while, and finally said nothing. She closed the door without saying a word.
Yan Jingwan just sat down and looked at the plate of small cherries on the table, feeling annoyed.
She admitted that she liked Qin Zheng, had feelings for him, and was very satisfied with his family, but...
She has her concerns, and her past experiences make her afraid to easily entrust her future to others, even if that person seems so reliable.
But if you give up...
She was unwilling.
Yan Jingwan clutched her chest and closed her eyes in pain.
*
Qin Zheng rode his bike to Yun Qiao's house and parked it under the door.
Feng Juan asked, "Why did you come so soon? Didn't you take a walk with anyone?"
Qin Zheng shook his head: "The weather was not good, and I was afraid of getting wet in the rain, so I just sent her away."
In fact, he noticed Yan Jingwan's resistance and didn't want to embarrass her.
He actually knew Yan Jingwan's dilemma and could understand her concerns.
Yan Jingwan had such a difficult childhood, and with her mother's past experience in front of her, it was normal for her not to dare to enter into marriage easily.
Qin Zheng didn't want to force her to make a decision.
He was willing to wait for her to think it through.
Qin Zheng changed the subject and asked, "Where are Yun Qiao and Ting Jun?"
The rain has stopped and the dark clouds in the sky have faded. It won't rain again for a while.
The weather wasn't bad, but Feng Juan knew Qin Zheng didn't want to talk about it, so she didn't bring it up. She followed his lead and said, "They went to the river to see if they could catch a few more fish. The river's flooded these past couple of days, and the fish, lacking oxygen in the water, are floating on the surface, making them particularly attractive."
Qin Zheng was a little worried about going to the waterside right after it rained, so he said, "I'll go take a look too."
"Okay, go ahead." I have nothing to do on Sunday anyway.
Feng Juan didn't want to go. She was at home crocheting little shoes and socks for her future grandchildren.
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