Want to see her
As soon as the sky was getting light, Zhou Jianxing's eyes were glued to the dim light of his mobile phone screen.
He poked open the dialog box with the note "girlfriend" with his fingertips and sent out a "good morning".
Like completing some kind of pious ritual.
She stepped barefoot onto the cold balcony tiles and picked up the kettle.
The air in midsummer is sticky and wraps around people. If you don’t water them for a day, those little green things will wilt immediately.
The water droplets hit the leaves, splashing out fine mist.
Zhou Jianxing looked at them: a few newly opened roses, their petals still curling shyly around the edges. They were truly beautiful.
She took out her cell phone, took a few photos, and sent them directly to Wen Lingyi, which were covered with morning dew.
The lonely "Good Morning" above is still silent.
Probably still sleeping, Zhou Jianxing thought, his throat a little dry.
She had just come out of the villa filled with expensive fragrance yesterday morning, and the warmth of Wen Lingyi's fingertips seemed to still linger on her skin.
But now, that empty feeling came up again, gnawing at my heart.
I want to see her. Right now.
How about...having dinner together? Zhou Jianxing grinned at the kettle, nearly spilling water on his feet.
Having dinner together. It sounded so normal, so... like a real relationship.
She had never eaten with Wen Lingyi. Not even once.
Eating wasn't the goal; she just wanted to see her. She wanted to breathe the air around her, catch the light in her eyes, and confirm that the "like" she heard across the screen wasn't just an illusion.
Thinking of the meeting, Zhou Jianxing unconsciously looked down at his overalls that had been washed to a pale color.
Every time she went to see Wen Lingyi, she was dressed in gray clothes and had a yellow face from staying up late.
No. Not this time.
She rushed back to the bathroom, splashing cold water on her face, making her skin tighten. She rummaged through the drawers and found some dusty cosmetics.
The foundation is a bit dry and doesn't spread evenly on my face.
The eyeliner shook a little, the line went crooked, and he wiped it off in a hurry.
The face in the mirror was a little strange, a little clumsily refined, like a child trying hard to please.
The wardrobe door opened, and there was a smell of mothballs. Inside was filled with pure cotton, loose clothes that allowed her to flexibly crawl under the water pipes in her clients' homes.
Dating? She has no experience.
Her fingers hesitated among a row of safe colors, and finally pulled out a white long skirt.
Chu Wei forced it on her a long time ago, without even cutting off the label.
The material was soft and cool against her skin. She folded the skirt carefully and stuffed it deep into her backpack, like hiding a hot secret.
I changed back into my work clothes, zipped up my chin, and my phone finally buzzed.
Girlfriend: "Good morning. The flowers are beautiful."
Zhou Jianxing stared at the words, the corners of his mouth curling up uncontrollably.
The flowers were beautiful. Her mood was beautiful too.
Today, she is going to meet Wen Lingyi in a beautiful manner.
·
As soon as I stepped into the company, Sister Liu's eyes lit up like light bulbs.
"Hey! Mr. Zhou!" Sister Liu's voice was drawn out with a hint of exaggerated ridicule, "Are you going on... a date today? You're dressed so beautifully!" She winked and smiled meaningfully.
Zhou Jianxing's face suddenly burned, the heat spreading all the way to her ears. She nodded stiffly and hummed.
The child is still too honest.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk," Sister Liu covered her mouth and laughed even more happily, "I wonder whose young man is so lucky!"
Whose boy is this?
A sour feeling suddenly rose up my throat without warning.
The heat on Zhou Jianxing's face faded away instantly, leaving behind a cold numbness.
Wen Lingyi. Married. On her ring finger, she wears a ring given to her by someone else, a shiny stone.
She might even have… loved that guy.
This realization was like a bucket of cold water poured over my head. All that was left was jealousy. Sticky, dirty jealousy.
She curled the corners of her mouth, said nothing more, lowered her head and walked quickly towards her workstation.
I have three appointments coming in today.
The toolbox clanked. She checked off the wrenches, screwdrivers, and electrical tape one by one. The cool touch of the metal calmed her down a bit. Her fingers clenched around a Phillips screwdriver, her knuckles turning white.
As I walked to the door with my tool bag on my back, I almost bumped into Ajie who came in in a hurry.
"Damn it!" Ajie suddenly braked, his eyes widened, and he scanned Zhou Jianxing up and down like a scanner.
"Really? Zhou Jianxing! You..." He exaggeratedly covered his chest, "Brother, my heart is beating so fast, our brotherhood is going to deteriorate!"
Zhou Jianxing raised his foot and kicked him in the calf, neither lightly nor heavily. "Get lost! If you keep talking nonsense, I'll let Xiao Min deal with you! When did I stop being beautiful?"
She tried to make her voice sound relaxed, with her usual joking tone, but her heart still ached slightly from the association brought about by the word "young man".
"I'm busy. I'm leaving now!" She said this and rushed towards her electric scooter almost as if escaping. Then she was drowned in the traffic, leaving Ajie standing there, scratching his hedgehog head, staring at the direction she disappeared and smacking his lips.
"Zhou Jianxing...what on earth did they talk about? It's so mysterious..."
·
After finishing the morning's maintenance orders, Zhou Jianxing's brain, which had been occupied by work, was able to temporarily empty itself. She sat on the creaking office chair and opened the lunch box that had been heated in the microwave.
The greasy smell of roasted potatoes and meat wafted out. She had no appetite.
She swiped open her phone screen, tapping into one food app after another. The sheer number of restaurants in City C dazzled her.
French food? Too pretentious. Hot pot? Too noisy. Japanese food? She was afraid Wen Lingyi wouldn't like the raw and cold food.
She was like a rookie who had sneaked into the enemy camp for the first time. She was dizzy and confused on the unfamiliar map. She had no dating experience and seemed to be in a panic.
Zhou Jianxing's fingers moved quickly, but her heart grew heavier. She had no idea what Wen Lingyi liked to eat. Not at all.
Irritated, she dropped her phone on the table with a thud.
Then, grasping at straws, she picked it up again and clicked on the blue, winking icon.
Xingxing: "Sister, I want to treat her to dinner tonight. This is our first date... I don't know what to treat her to."
Xingxing: "I see you're also in City C. Can you give me some advice?"
Xingxing: "The price doesn't matter, I can accept it."
After I sent it, I realized that the last sentence was a bit silly. Like a poor kid trying to save face.
·
Wen Lingyi had just swallowed the last bite of the bland beef salad, and there was still most of it left in the lunch box.
I have no appetite. It's always like this in the summer.
She leaned back in her large office chair, her fingertips sliding across a collection of works by young artists printed on thick coated paper.
The colors are so intense that they are dazzling.
The phone screen lit up and a message notification from the Blue Blink app popped up.
Oh? Zhou Jianxing wants to treat her to dinner tonight?
Wen Lingyi raised her eyebrows slightly, and the subtle curve at the corner of her mouth deepened.
Why not just ask her? She glanced at the electronic calendar on the corner of the desk. Evening, a blank.
My mood suddenly became... less gloomy. Just like the pot of green ivy in the corner that had been drooping for a long time, now it has absorbed enough water and is standing up again.
This little fool is quite sensible.
Wen Lingyi suppressed her smile, placed her finger on the dialog box, and thought for a long time about what she wanted to eat in the evening.
Why not try Thai food? It’s sour, spicy and refreshing, and not so unappetizing.
Feng Xin Suo Ai: "It's been hot lately, and I think Thai food is pretty good. There's a Thai restaurant on the 17th floor of Zhaohua Building in the city center. I think it's pretty good."
Feng Xin Suo Ai: "But that place needs reservations."
Feng Xin Suo Ai: "Hey, the price doesn't matter? It seems our little star is hiding his true potential?"
After sending it, Wen Lingyi remembered that the per capita income of that place was not low. It was located in Zhaohua Building, which was owned by Cheng Capital. It was the absolute CBD of City C. The owner was Thai, and the food was quite authentic.
The little money that the little fool earned by working hard to repair things... The secret sense of superiority in her heart was shaken, and she felt a little uncomfortable.
How about...she pay for the night? Or maybe go to a cheaper place? She thought about it quickly.
A street stall or a cheap restaurant? Greasy tables, noisy people... No. Too cheap, not fitting her elegant image.
The halo she had managed to maintain in the little fool's heart couldn't be tarnished so quickly.
Wen Lingyi really couldn't find a cheap and decent place.
In her world, there is no such option.
The phone vibrated again.
Xingxing: "Sister, are you talking about the NAWA Thaiology restaurant?"
Xingxing: "Then I'll ask her later. If she agrees, I'll reserve it."
Then, a dialog box pops up with a naughty emoticon first, followed by a text message.
Xingxing: "Hehe. I have a little money, not much."
Xingxing: "Thank you, sister. I've been bothering you all the time. Can I treat you to a meal next time? I'm sorry to bother you with everything."
Wen Lingyi's smile just spread across her lips, but when she saw the words "please have dinner", her hand shook violently, and her phone almost slipped off the leather armrest and hit her foot!
Feng Xin Suo Ai: "Haha, you don't have to be so polite."
Feng Xin Suo Ai: "It's not a bother, not a bother at all. You are just like my sister... How could I find it a bother?"
Feng Xin Suo Ai: "Eat...Haha! Next time for sure! Next time for sure!"
Feng Xin Suo Ai: "Yes, that's the one. I believe she will like it."
She finished her incoherent reply, grabbed the glass on the table and took a big gulp of water. The icy water slid down her cheeks, and only then did she suppress the guilty heat.
He quickly clicked on the software settings and completely turned off the damn positioning function.
Damn it. What if someday that little fool were chatting with "Sealed Heart and Locked Love" next to her... the mere thought of that scene was enough to make her dig her toes into the ground.
When the distance between the two is less than 0.1km, how can Wen Lingyi prove that she is not "sealing her heart and locking her love"?
No. We have to change the subject.
Feng Xin Suo Ai: "Why did you suddenly think of inviting her to dinner?"
Could that be what you mean?
The message was replied almost instantly.
Xingxing: "Yeah. I want to see her. I want to have dinner with her."
Wen Lingyi stared at the line of words.
I want to see her. I want to have dinner with her.
Those few simple words, like a feather duster for a cat, scratched her heart unexpectedly.
"Stupid kid..." She cursed softly, but her fingertips unconsciously rubbed the cold phone case.
I can't suppress the corners of my mouth.
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