Chapter 56: On a rainy night, it felt like a lingering kiss was about to fall...
Perhaps all the things that go against one's wishes are to provide a better answer.
She asked him the same question in return. Jin Yunyan was obviously a person who would not look back at the past, but at this moment he began to look into the past through the person in front of him.
Seeing that he remained silent for a long time, Bo Xia did not ask any further questions.
Following the road they were most familiar with, the two arrived at the dormitory building of their homeroom teacher. Jin Yunyan had called Teacher Fu before coming, so as soon as they walked to the door, they smelled the aroma of food wafting out from inside.
Fu Qiangmin was naturally happy that his former students came back to visit him.
He refused twice but finally accepted the gifts they brought. He was saying "no thanks" when he took a closer look at the two people standing together. Bo Xia still had Jin Yunyan's coat on his shoulders, and he immediately understood something.
Bo Xia returned the coat and observed the teacher calmly. She found that the once strict head teacher had now become a kind and amiable old man with an apron around his waist, looking very homely.
Later, when we were chatting, Teacher Fu said that his wife and daughter were living in another place and were not here for the time being.
Teacher Fu asked them to sit down and chatted with them while they ate.
It had been such a long time since we last met, so naturally we had many topics to talk about, including work and life. Fu Qiangmin even asked about Wen Xin and the others. Bo Xia explained for them, saying that Wen Xin and Zhou Suiye were really too busy with work, otherwise they would definitely come back to see you.
She is no longer as introverted and taciturn as before, and can make the teacher very happy with just a few words.
Having just finished a conversation, Bo Xia picked up some food from her bowl. Because Teacher Fu's flavor was strong, she accidentally choked on the chili pepper and started coughing non-stop. Jin Yunyan, who was standing beside her, immediately poured a glass of water and placed it next to her, gently reminding her, "Be careful."
The cold water flowed down my throat and into my stomach, which provided much relief.
When she raised her eyes from the water cup, she found that Teacher Fu was looking at them with a knowing expression.
"Remember to invite me to your wedding," the old man finished his imagination before the two of them could speak, and then said with a smile, "Although I was very opposed to premature love at that time, but for people like you who focused on studying and got together after graduation, the teacher was very supportive."
At the end, he couldn't help but sigh that people like them usually get married in the end.
This time, Bo Xia was not choked by the chili pepper, but by the water.
How come she and Jin Yunyan are already talking about marriage when they haven't even started dating yet?
Before he could explain, Fu Qiangmin started reminiscing about the past: "I remember that you and Zhou Suiye were closer in the past, but classmate Jin is more stable. I think you two are more suitable."
Bo Xia struggled: "Teacher, you misunderstood."
Hearing more appropriate words, Jin Yunyan did not express his opinion, with a smile in his eyes.
He lowered his eyes and patted her back, echoing Bo Xia's words: "Yes, you did misunderstand. We haven't reached that stage yet."
I don't know if Jin Yunyan's words were too easy to be misunderstood, or if Teacher Fu was convinced of the relationship between the two. He laughed immediately after hearing this: "You said that sometimes fate is a magical thing. Just like your wife and I, we met after graduation and got together."
Bo Xia originally wanted to continue explaining, but found that the topic had ended and turned to the teacher's love story, so he gave up and could only continue to listen to him talk about the process of pursuing his teacher's wife.
Sometimes I really suspect that Teacher Fu’s side job is storytelling. He barely ate a bite of the food, but the stories he told were wonderful.
Coming out of the teacher's house, Bo Xia couldn't help but sigh, "I used to think Mr. Fu was very serious, always lecturing us and suppressing premature love. I also thought he was the kind of person who didn't understand romance. I didn't expect he could be gentle at times."
Jin Yunyan agreed and followed her along the path outside.
At that time, he did not have a deeper understanding of this. It was only much later that he realized that love would make a person become different from himself.
It was dismissal time, and students in uniform were running ahead, their skirts blown up by the night breeze. Youth isn't a concrete word, but it's always etched in those concrete images, like the tender green camphor trees and the high school students running before my eyes.
Neither she nor Jin Yunyan mentioned going back, so they walked around the school in tacit understanding.
At night, there are many people eating skewers and chatting on the roadside, and a group of old ladies dancing in the square. It is much more lively than in the past.
I hadn't taken two steps when it suddenly started to rain. The raindrops that fell unexpectedly were only slightly wet at first, but soon they felt painful when they hit my skin.
This is the climate of southern eucalyptus. The rain falls without any reason.
Bo Xia pulled Jin Yunyan under the eaves of a roadside building to shelter from the rain. In the distance, a shop was playing Jay Chou’s song “Qilixiang” to suit the mood. The lyrics were appropriate to the occasion: “The rain fell all night long, and my love overflowed like rain…”[1]
She looked at the damp and heavy night through the rain, and suddenly remembered the night when she and Jin Yunyan had been hiding from the rain together. It seemed that many special days in her memory were related to rainy days.
The dampness of the southern eucalyptus always seeps silently into many moments of her life. Because of the endless rain, no matter which memory it is, it always carries the scent of wet rain.
Along with her secret crush on him, it was also damp.
After many years, she still clearly remembered how much she hoped the rain would not stop. However, the many profound images in her mind were perhaps just insignificant moments to Jin Yunyan.
She felt inexplicably annoyed by the rain and prepared to go to the convenience store to buy an umbrella in the rain.
Jin Yunyan noticed her movements and pulled her back. His tiger's mouth pressed tightly against her wrist, transmitting the scorching heat to her through her skin: "Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"
"Then I'll call a car."
Jin Yunyan held her hand tightly. She didn't know if it was because he was tall or because the place they were staying in was a bit cramped, but she felt a vague sense of aggression when she looked up at him. The folds of his eyelids were deep, and his eyes could easily make people fall in love. "Wouldn't it be nice to listen to the rain for a while, or are you in a hurry to do something else?"
The memories overlapped, and the one who wanted the rain to continue for a while had changed to someone else. She felt dazed, and after a long while she murmured, "Jin Yunyan..."
But she finally swallowed the words she wanted to say but stopped.
She thought for a moment and asked, "Didn't you hate rainy days before?"
He slowly loosened his grip, his eyes still fixed on her. "Back then, I always felt that the return of the south wind and the plum rain season were unbearable. I hated the endless rain here. But later I thought that maybe it was because my mother was gone, and this city was without the person I cared about, so I always felt unable to adapt."
The rain gradually subsided, but she remained silent.
After a long while, she heard Jin Yunyan's hoarse voice amid the melodious sound of dripping rain, and said with a hint of meaning: "But now, it seems different."
Their sights intertwined in the thick night, and she always felt that the damp mist was invading everything, making her feel that everything was wet, her fingertips, her heart, and even their eyes.
Those eyes that were usually deep and affectionate were getting closer and closer to her. He looked at her as if he was going to give her a passionate kiss in the next second.
Bo Xia's heart was pounding and she subconsciously took a step back. The water droplets falling from the eaves happened to fall into her collar, giving her a cold touch.
She suddenly woke up and blended into the night under the pretext of going to buy an umbrella.
The rain was falling intermittently.
The lights were reflected on the damp ground at night. Jin Yunyan stood there looking at her back. He couldn't help but lower his eyes and took out a cigarette from the cigarette box. The wind was a bit strong. He held the cigarette in one hand and lit it, knowing that the easily frightened butterfly would eventually fly away from his fingertips.
Until the tobacco burned out, a familiar figure emerged from the smoke.
Jin Yunyan suspected it was an illusion, and tilted his head slightly. It took a long time before he heard her voice.
Bo Xia handed him the umbrella she had bought, explaining that it was difficult to get a taxi here, and that the rain in Nan'an might start again soon. In fact, she herself didn't know why she came back, and why she said so many words that she couldn't even hear clearly.
But he didn't take the umbrella away for a long time. She looked up and saw him looking at her with his eyelids drooping. Her heart skipped a beat unexpectedly.
But after all these years, not only has he not lost his color, but he has become even more charming than before because of his mature temperament.
Bo Xia had no choice but to put the umbrella aside. The water droplets on it fell along the transparent umbrella surface onto the wet ground, and then disappeared without a trace.
On her way back, she received a call from Jin Yunyan. She carefully put the phone to her ear, and the voice on the other end was mixed with the hum of electricity, but it was particularly clear in the middle of the night. He asked her if she had arrived. She said no.
Jin Yunyan said it was unsafe at night, so he didn't hang up the phone.
It wasn't until we reached our destination that the rain started to fall again.
The world around her was so noisy that she couldn't even hear her own voice clearly: "I'm hanging up. Be careful when you go back."
When she was about to hang up, she heard his voice in a trance. In the early spring rain, she heard the boy she once looked up to calling her name on the other end of the phone.
She paused, hearing his lonely voice mixed with the rain—
"Why didn't I see you then?"
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