In this world, the only Mr. Warm
Chapter 6 The dark place, the secret conspiracy
Chapter 6 The dark place, the secret conspiracy
Jian Yan said that when Zuo and Chi Qiaoqi left, the sky was already slightly dark, and the last ray of light was struggling within the reach of the line of sight, rendering the entire sky into a gradient of colors, with a bit of rich beauty.
Chi Qiaoqi leaned firmly on the back of the car seat, looking at everything outside the window, which flashed by.
She couldn't describe how she felt at this moment.It's not the kind of single happiness or sadness, but it seems that after many emotions have been repeatedly mixed, kneaded and fermented, there are many things that she can't describe.
Jian Yanzuo's flat and quiet side face vaguely appeared on the window glass, looking at the front seriously, without being disturbed by any previous point, as if nothing happened.
It's just that the hands holding the steering wheel, because of the force, appear to have sharp joints.On the back of the hand, blue blood vessels are slightly visible.Such bright lines are undoubtedly the best expression of his emotions at the moment.
There is still no way to feel relieved, even though he pretends not to care.Thinking of this, Chi Qiaoqi couldn't help but recall the phone call that Jian Yanzuo answered in her kitchen.
Such provocations may have become a norm, so Jian Yanzuo is used to dealing with such harsh words with such a calm tone and expression.Family members, no matter how close they are, if they don't hide it like that, it will hurt people, not to mention, the other party is an elder.
Because they are elders, there are only a few people who can defend Jian Yanzuo. What's more, Mr. Jian doesn't seem to be a person who stands firmly on Jianyanzuo's side.
After other children are injured, they can go to their parents to cry and complain, and they can even fight for what is suitable or not when their parents are by their side.But in short, it is doomed not.
In such a big family, curled up, struggling to find their own position.When you encounter a hard wall, you will feel pain, but you insist on finding the gap in the wall and stretching out your own green branches.In the end, become a solid force.
This should be such a sad scene.What's more, he didn't even have anyone to confide in.
As if for an instant, almost unconsciously, Chi Qiaoqi gently put his left hand over Jian Yan's right hand which was still on the steering wheel.
Such obvious warmth, from her palm to the back of his hand, seemed to be really warmed.
The original silence was instantly broken, Jian Yan turned his face slightly to the left, as if wondering, "Ke Ke?"
Chi Qiaoqi didn't move her hand away, and looked at him with warm eyes. She didn't say anything, but contained all the comfort she wanted to give him.
She's not comforting, always has been.Such a stupid person doesn't know those nice rhetoric, nor those logical reasons.Besides, he was the one who warmed her all the time.
She has always enjoyed his warmth and comfort with joy, never thinking of what he needs.She thought that he would always be warm and strong, but she never considered that there would be times when he needed warmth.Like, the longing she once had.
But she is still so stupid, she doesn't know how to drive away all her sadness like he once did to her.Maybe he knows magic, but she hasn't reached the depth of his practice yet, so she can only clumsily use the method she thinks is possible.But hope, can comfort him.
Sure enough, she guessed it.Even though he tried to cover it up several times and quietly tried to fade everything that happened just now from her consciousness, it was obvious that he failed.In more than six years, she has already developed an intelligence with her own style.
In fact, it is obvious that today's conflict is not the first.Between him and Jian Xiangshen, the completely contradictory values and management concepts are destined to cause waves again and again.
He called Jane Xiangshen little uncle with a trace of inherent respect, but this did not represent the bottom line that could always be compromised.
It's just a matter of time, sooner or later, it will always be completely resolved.This is the direction he has always believed in and has been working hard.But the last thing he wanted was her awareness and knowing.
Jian Yanzuo slowed down the car a little bit, and met her eyes seriously, without explaining just now, without explaining the present, just a whisper full of reassuring power, "Ke Ke, don't worry about me."
He said this from the bottom of his heart, because he has long been used to the scenes similar to just now.Undisguised irony, undisguised desire.Power is always a turbulent struggle.
This is what he was destined to face before returning to Jane's house, and he always knew it.
But he still thanked Jane, and was even extremely glad that he had returned.No matter how difficult this road is, and no matter how many times he has stood up after falling again.All of this is no longer the slightest important, because now, it is the other side.
Perhaps what he pursued has always been like this, just like the simple warmth when her palm was on the back of his hand.He cherishes it more than all the dazzling things.
He held it with his backhand, and when he squeezed it tightly, he was already trembling slightly.
Nothing to do with tension.
As usual, dinner is at a place that is simply left to decide. The place is not big, but it is carved with mountains and rivers, which is very delicate.
The restaurant is located in the very center of the area, and it goes around along the path in circles, which means that the winding path leads to secluded places.
In short, the car on the left is not driving fast, there are dots of lights outside in front of the car window, like fireflies flying unsteadily, there is a kind of floating beauty.
Chi Qiaoqi lowered the car window, and a gentle breeze blew in. The scent of sweet-scented osmanthus wafted in the air, which was usually surprising.
Comparing the two, the interior decoration seems a bit deliberate, with meticulous carvings, plain white chair body, light-colored backrest, fine lines, and elegant collocation.Everything is too perfect, but there is no joy from the nature outside.
However, compared with the open and semi-enclosed space outside, the carefully designed sitting direction is better than cleanliness.
The pre-dinner tea is blended Uva black tea, the ratio of milk and sugar is just right, and the astringent aroma of the original leaves can be tasted carefully.Chi Qiaoqi couldn't match the original taste of the tea, so he added two slices of lemon, and after taking a sip, he counted the three teacups on the table belatedly, "Who else is coming?"
Jian Yanzuo nodded his head inaudibly, leaned on the back of the chair with a cup in his hand, and tilted his head slightly. Smile calmly, "Third Brother, what a coincidence."
When he was caught, he still acted nonchalantly.Comparing it carefully, it seems to have the shadow of Jian Yanzuo when he was a child.It's just that the trace of ruffian that can't be ignored is really worse than worse.
Jian Yan didn't respond to the third brother's voice, pointed at him casually, and introduced to Chi Qiaoqi, "Jian Qingbei."
Pointing to Chi Qiaoqi at Jian Qingbei again, "Chi Qiaoqi."
Six words, it can be regarded as the end of the introduction to each other, short and without any redundant titles, which is his usual style.
Chi Qiaoqi nodded slightly to say hello, without saying too much, "Hello."
"I've wanted to know you for a long time." Jian Qingbei spoke directly, with a childlike cuteness in his eyes.
Chi Qiaoqi could understand this friendship, but he didn't understand the meaning of Jian Qingbei's words. For the first time they met, they only thought it was a necessary courtesy.So he nodded and smiled, and went back politely, "Mr. Jian is polite."
The short six words unexpectedly aroused Jian Qingbei's dissatisfaction.However, compared to Jian Yanzuo's dissatisfaction with this title earlier, Jian Qingbei's dissatisfaction is obviously limited to the surface.
"If you call me after your family, call me Qingbei. If you call me after my friends, call me Beibei. If you call me after outsiders, call me Jian Wu." After Jian Qingbei finished speaking, he smiled. Suddenly there was some joke, "You can call me whatever you want, but the honorable title of 'Mr. Jane' should be reserved for the third brother."
The unintentional words are really a bit coincidental.
Chi Qiaoqi glanced at Jian Yanzuo with a questioning look, and found that there was no objection in his eyes, so he couldn't help laughing, secretly agreeing with Jian Qingbei's briskness, "North."
The north is farther than Qingbei and closer than Jianwu.Farther than family, closer than outsiders.For Jane's family, the distance between friends is the safest and most suitable.
"You are very similar to our family." Jian Qingbei sat down in the vacant seat without any invitation, and with his legs crossed, he leisurely threw two servings of sugar into the teacup, "If our family adds more The younger sister happened to be ranked seventh."
At that moment, although Chi Qiaoqi had a certain prejudice against Jian's family, he was still warmed by Jian Qingbei's words.
Like a scene in a story she once read, a warm and lovely teacher smiled at a student with a cleft lip and deaf left ear and said, I hope you are my daughter.
Two completely different scenes, but the same warmth breeds.Even though Chi Qiaoqi was on guard, he still followed Jian Qingbei's deepening smile and gradually felt it.
It was also at this moment that Chi Qiaoqi really realized that he was such an easily moved person.Even after so many years of ups and downs, even after being hurt and bruised, after all this, she is still so reckless and warm.
The less you have, the more you are afraid of losing, the more you want to get closer.
The main course is Chi Qiaoqi's favorite grilled mandarin fish. The outer skin is crispy and refreshing, the inner meat is delicate and firm, and the heat is well controlled.Added lemon juice, black pepper and many other ingredients that she can't taste, the taste is very layered.
Jian Yan Zuo's preferences always depend on his mood. For example, he has never been against eating fish, but this dish was eaten by Chi Qiaoqi until there was only a pile of fish bones left.
Jian Qingbei wasn't too interested either. He held his chin and watched Chi Qiaoqi eating with relish for a long time, and finally couldn't help it, "Is it so delicious?"
Chi Qiaoqi nodded, and moved the plate towards Jian Qingbei, "Try it?"
"No." Jian Qingbei waved his hand, and pushed the plate over again, "Eat yours obediently, and add more food if you think you can eat more. I have something to say to the third brother, and you pretend to be there today. Just bring your ears out."
Even so, these words are too easy to arouse the so-called curiosity in an instant.Chi Qiaoqi raised his head subconsciously. Although he couldn't tell who or what he wanted to see, Jian Qingbei slapped his head gently and with a little pressure in an instant, with a hypnotic voice, "Good boy."
There was a slight delay, and the instinctive reaction was delayed a little. After all, Chi Qiaoqi was useless. Jian Qingbei said nothing else, consciously lowered his head again, and carefully decomposed each dish, until the conversation between the two gradually became more and more serious. silence.
"I heard that Mrs. Jian made a lot of fuss in the office yesterday, and there was no furniture left in the whole office." Jian Qingbei spoke slowly, but his tone gradually rose, "Is it because of you?"
"Yeah." Jian Yan nodded left, and admitted very simply, "I sent Xiao Sui."
Jian Qingbei pursed his lips, without the slightest surprise in his expression, paused slightly, and still smiled, "Next time this kind of thing happens, you'd better tell me in advance, I specially asked someone to give him a gift some time ago. The enamel color, this time is good, the bottom of the bottle has not been heated yet, so I respect the Lord of the Land and hear it."
Originally such aggrieved words, but inexplicably derived a little happiness.For the rest, there is no need to say a word, they have already understood each other.
Throughout the meal, Jian Yan didn't touch the food on the left, and drank a lot of tea before and after the meal.Jian Qingbei has always been indifferent, and the food on the order is extraordinarily sweet. While eating happily, he didn't forget to add a plate of special lemon herb fish for Chi Qiaoqi, and then he and Chi Qiaoqi had a tacit understanding. The pancakes in the store manager's recommendation column on the menu are eaten in silence until the belly is round.
The after-dinner desserts are exquisite and small, and each one has something fresh. Accompanied by Jian Yanzuo and Jian Qingbei's intermittent conversations, Chi Qiaoqi solved these little cuties piecemeal until there was almost nothing left Down.
Satisfied, I received a call from Ye Ce.
Chi Qiaoqi got up gently, moved a little further away, and said hello to Ye Ce, "It's so late and you haven't slept yet?"
"I'm working overtime." Ye Ce said slowly, "I just received a subject and I'm a little tight on time, but I suddenly want to call you."
"Maybe there is something I can do to help?" Chi Qiaoqi asked sincerely.
Ye Ce chuckled, "That's not what I mean, I just want to know how you are doing."
"Me? I'm fine." Chi Qiaoqi changed his posture and leaned gently against the decorative wall, speaking briskly, "It can't be better."
"It was agreed to contact a doctor surnamed Cheng for regular follow-up visits after returning to China, but it seems that you forgot." There was no blame in Ye Ce's words, but there was a little urging.
Chi Qiaoqi paused for a moment, then smiled, "Perhaps you can trust me, the doctor's own diagnosis. At least during this time, I slept well, ate normally, and didn't feel irritable or tired. Judging from any of the strict requirements here, I have already met the standard of recovery."
"I hope so." Ye Ce finally let go, and the tension in his voice was obviously less tense, "However, if you feel that it is difficult or unpleasant to serve the Jian family, there is always a place for you in my research group."
"I'm looking forward to it." Chi Qiaoqi's smile deepened here, "However, you may be disappointed."
Ye Ce's answer was half a second late, but he still quietly floated the answer in the air at that moment, "I hope."
This sound, slow and long, seemed to be a sigh, but it was more of a blessing.
I hope everything is fine.
At the same time that Chi Qiaoqi hung up the phone and went back, Jian Qingbei also happened to stand up, put his hands on the back of the chair, remained silent, but kept looking at Jian Yanzuo.
I don't know what they talked about during this period, and the expressions of both of them are not very good-looking.Although it is not too obvious, compared with the previous peace and joy, I can really feel the difference.
Chi Qiaoqi slowed down his approach, wanting to give them more time and space.But Jian Yanzuo and Jian Qingbei called over at the same time, and it seemed that within a moment, their expressions had returned to normal.
When they left, they were naturally together. Jian Qingbei's car was in front, and Jian Yan's left car was behind. There was no need to spend any words to arrange the two cars.
There was only one car body away from the main road, but Jian Qingbei's car slowly leaned on the right side at the end of the path.The car didn't turn off, but stopped deliberately.
Jian Yan leaned up from the back and parked side by side on the left side, very close to each other, and it seemed that he didn't think about leaving room for Jian Qingbei to open the car door.
Neither of the two brothers took the initiative to express anything. They stared at each other's car window in silence for a long time, and finally lowered the opposite car window glass at the same moment.
There was a slight wind blowing in along the open car window, and it was cool, accompanied by Jian Qingbei's slightly serious eyes at this moment.
This was the first time Chi Qiaoqi saw him serious, and tonight was completely different from before.
Maybe it was because the lights in the two cars were not turned on, Jian Qingbei's face against the surrounding night became more and more solemn, his eyes passed Chi Qiaoqi, and fixed deeply on Jian Yanzuo's face, just said softly, But it seems that no one can bear the weight.
Jian Qingbei said, "Third Brother, in fact, if possible, I hope that one day, I will never come. In this family, the closest person to me is you, but if there is a day when I have to, I will still choose to stand by him. there."
After finishing speaking, without giving Jian Yanzuo any chance to answer, he jumped onto the main road in the boot room, and the road was full of dust.
Jian Yanzuo kept looking at the direction Jian Qingbei was leaving until it disappeared, then slowly started the car, at a speed that was almost the same as usual, with the same expression as before hearing Jian Qingbei's words, as if nothing had happened occur.
This journey was as quiet as every moment when he sent her back.Including the farewell downstairs is also relaxed and pleasant.
Chi Qiaoqi and Jian Yan waved left and went upstairs, and everything seemed normal.
Enter the door and turn on the light.Chi Qiaoqi stood at the door for a long time before slowly approaching the window.
Jian Yan Zuo's car did not drive away.It stopped there quietly, like a boat resting in the port.
Chi Qiaoqi didn't know which one was more exhausted or sad in Jian Yanzuo's heart at this moment.Or maybe he's used to it.
Just like Feng's mother said, he has been on the road all these years.There should be countless such single struggles.Others have family members who can share when they are tired.And the only one he can trust is himself.
Therefore, he never needs comfort or communication. What he needs is a short rest, and then hides all his emotions, and continues to put on a fearless mask to deal with everything he doesn't want to face.
That night was especially dark and quiet, perhaps because there were too many people hiding their various thoughts.
Chi Qiaoqi was the same as the previous nights, still unable to sleep.
And it seemed to be retribution for lying to Ye Ce, the second after seeing Jian Yanzuo driving the car away, he vomited up everything he ate that night.
At that moment, she had to admit that an emotion called fear swept over her.
She understood that this was the harbinger of the last thing she wanted to repeat.But she is also very clear that she is destined to be unable to avoid all this.
This is her usual destiny.
After that day, it was very difficult for Chi Qiaoqi to see Jian Yanzuo again.He began to focus on his work, shuttling through Jane's large and small branches, because he was low-key and simple, so he paid more and more attention.
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It was also in the media's hype and undisguised speculation that Chi Qiaoqi began to gradually understand the pressure on Jian Yan's left body.
Blood relationship, which surrounds everyone so tenderly on weekdays, may even become a life-saving connection at a certain moment.For Jian Yanzuo and Jian Xiangshen, it was a poison that rotted to the bone.
This kind of battle similar to the throne has never been as simple as a failure or a simple failure.As a former opponent and the most competitive person after assuming the throne, he will definitely be completely suppressed to the point where there is no possibility of turning around.
The swords meet, the bayonet sees red.Whoever takes a step back will pay with their lives.Winners will be surrounded by halos, turning their hands into clouds and turning their hands into rain.Those who lose will be in a mess, and may even be decapitated.
This is not a story, this is fact.
Chi Qiaoqi believed that as Jian Yanzuo himself, he must care about family affection.Because I care, I feel extremely embarrassed when confronting.
As for Jian Xiangshen, after Jian Juwen's death, what position this nephew will be placed in is the answer that only he knows.
Chi Qiaoqi understood that this kind of intolerance would sooner or later become Jian Yanzuo's obvious and easy-to-attack weakness when facing Jian Xiangshen.But if one day, the intolerance in him completely disappears and he grows into a completely invulnerable appearance, then he will no longer be the Jian Yanzuo she is familiar with.
Between being kind and being hurt, he must have a choice.She couldn't control her, and she knew that even he himself might not be able to listen to his heart.
It was one afternoon after that that Chi Qiaoqi thoroughly faced the conflict between Jian Yanzuo and Jian Xiangshen.
The old house called and said that Chi Qiaoqi needed to come over.After Chi Qiaoqi agreed, he asked for the address, and soon arranged for a driver to come over.
Chi Qiaoqi went over with his suitcase, only to realize that Jian Yiwei was ill.
I heard from Feng's mother that it was because I stayed in the yard too late last night and because of the clothes I was wearing, I caught a cold.I just felt a little stuffy this morning, but I didn't care about it, I just drank more hot water.Just now I felt cold, only to find some fever when I took my temperature.
Mr. Jian has always been confident in his body, but he just ordered the kitchen to boil some ginger water, and he didn't plan to call a doctor. It was Mama Feng who was a little worried, so she called and called her.
The situation is not serious, the heartbeat and blood pressure are within the normal range, and the body temperature is slightly high, but it is indeed not to the point where the fever needs to be lowered immediately.
On the stove over there in the kitchen, the ginger water was almost boiled, Chi Qiaoqi turned off the fire, took the whole pot down, and poured it into the tub for soaking his feet.Then start the pot again, add water, and add chopped ginger and scallion white after the water boils.
After doing all this, the ginger water has cooled down to the right temperature. Chi Qiaoqi called Feng's mother and asked her to help carry it to Mr. Jane's house, and then began to concentrate on cutting brown sugar.
The brown sugar used in the old house is very thick brick sugar, which looks very hard, but it is easy to cut the approximate amount needed.Chi Qiaoqi turned around and took an enamel bowl from the bowl rack, put the brown sugar on the bottom of the bowl, added more than half of the bowl of scallion, white and ginger water that was almost boiled, and put it on the stove for less than a minute. Gradually melting, rising and fading from the rich color at the bottom of the bowl.
Chi Qiaoqi stretched out his hand, just about to take out the bowl to Mama Feng, but the moment his hand was about to touch the edge of the bowl, a hand stretched out gently pushed it away.
The subconscious side face touched Jian Yan's slightly reminding expression on the left, "Hot."
It seemed that it took only a moment of turning around, Jian Yan left to find a square wooden tray in the cabinet next to him, with four fingers resting on the edge of the bowl, the enamel bowl was placed firmly on the tray.
Then he picked up the tray and handed it to Chi Qiaoqi, turning his face slightly, "Let's go."
The ginger water I brought to soak my feet before seems to be effective, and Jian Yiwei has already seen fine sweat on his forehead, and his nasal voice has also eased a lot during the low-pitched conversation with Jian Yanzuo.After measuring the body temperature, although it has not dropped significantly, it has not risen again, which is already a sign of control.
The water temperature has dropped to about the same level. Jian Yan tested the water temperature on the left, moved the wooden barrel aside, took the foot towel that was placed aside, squatted down, and wiped the water on his feet carefully.
After finishing all this, before Jian Yanzuo could stand up, the cozy atmosphere just now was broken by Jian Xiang's deep voice at the door of the room, "It seems that Yan Zuo is more well-informed about the news."
Jian Yan Zuo didn't respond, took the prepared cotton socks, and put them on carefully and neatly for Jian and Wei.
After tidying up a bit, and just about to get up, Jian Xiangshen swayed in from the door with her arms folded, and stood still in front of the bed, her voice still mixed with all kinds of bad emotions, "That's right, in this situation, it's really a show of filial piety." good time."
Jian Yanzuo stood up silently, without looking at Jian Xiangshen, and told Mama Feng, "Mama Feng, remember to serve the ginger soup to Grandpa."
Then he turned to Jian Yiwei, "Grandpa, then I'll go back first."
After finishing speaking, just as he was about to turn around and leave, Jian Xiangshen next to him went to the cabinet with the tray one step ahead of him, picked up the porcelain bowl containing scallion white ginger syrup, smelled it, and said with an extremely disgusted expression, "This kind of good Dare to bring something that is not on the table for the old man to drink? The Jian family really can't afford to hire a doctor."
After finishing speaking, he stared straight into Jian Yanzuo's eyes, and slowly knocked the tray and bowl onto the ground.
Jian Yan was standing on the left in the direction of the splash, so he didn't hide, and was directly splashed with hot ginger soup to wet his trousers.
The strong taste of ginger and the sweetness of brown sugar are mixed in the air, instantly permeating the whole room.
Jian Yanzuo's expression froze, "Little uncle, I hope you can respect other people's labor."
"Heh." Jane sneered deeply, her voice raised, "This sentence is also forwarded to you."
The arc on Jian Yan's left face became tighter and tighter, but when it was about to explode, Jian Yiwei finally said, "Xiang Shen, do you still look like an uncle?"
"Dad!" Jane Xiangshen stared sharply at Jian Yanzuo, her words were full of complaints and sarcasm, "When did he treat me as an uncle? He didn't get my consent in the Asia-Pacific region that I was in charge of." Did you ever think that I was his uncle when you laid out four channels? Did you ever think that I was his uncle when he sent someone over to clean up the suppliers I had reached an agreement with? He tried his best to compete with me for shares in your hands Did you ever think that I was his uncle?"
"Little uncle." Jian Yan clenched his left hand into a fist, almost trembling, "If you still have the slightest bit of filial piety, don't talk about business when grandpa is sick."
next second.Jian Xiangshen rushed up, and slammed Jian Yan against the bedpost, "Don't be a fucking hypocrite with me here, act like a filial person who won't fight back, and then do those nasty things behind your back , when you count your grandpa and uncle as outsiders, what about your so-called filial piety?"
"Xiang Shen!" Mr. Jian's voice was raised again, accompanied by a violent cough, the second half of the sentence was still left behind.
Jian Yanzuo didn't retort with the tone of Jian Xiangshen's questioning, but the whole expression became more and more silent as Jian Xiangshen's questioning every sentence.
Finally, amid Jian Xiangshen's more and more harsh words, Jian Yan grabbed Jian Xiangshen's wrist with his left hand, and pushed Jian Xiangshen back half a step.
The next second after standing up straight, Jian Yan turned left to Mama Feng who was standing aside, and her words regained her composure in an instant, "Mama Feng, go get Grandpa a glass of water and bring it in."
After finishing speaking, he turned to Chi Qiaoqi again, with the same calm tone, "Is there still much ginger soup just now? Go get another bowl and bring it here."
Chi Qiaoqi and Feng Ma read out the firmness in the seemingly calm tone.
The moment he walked out of the room door and turned to close the door, Chi Qiaoqi slowed down and saw all of Jane Xiangshen's explosion in the next second.
Jian Xiangshen seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and slammed Jian Yan to the bedpost, his words were full of anger and resentment, "Before you moved to the Asia-Pacific region, you should have thought that today would happen."
Both Chi Qiaoqi and Feng Ma slowed down on purpose, and when they came back, Jian Xiangshen had already left at some point.Jian Yiwei leaned against the head of the bed with her eyes closed, while Jian Yan Zuo also remained silent.
Jian Yan took the ginger soup from Chi Qiaoqi's hand and handed it to Mama Feng who was standing beside him, "Pay attention to Grandpa's temperature, if you have a fever in the middle of the night, call me."
Then, together with Chi Qiaoqi, they simply bid farewell to Jian Yiwei.
The first thing Chi Qiaoqi did when he walked out of the old house was to look at Jian Yan's left trousers.Obvious traces of smearing, almost no need to look carefully.So I was a little worried, "Is it hot?"
"It's okay." Jian Yanzuo's voice was a little hoarse, "It's okay."
After getting into the car, Jian Yan Zuo didn't start the car for a long time, with his hands on the steering wheel, he suddenly said, "Ke Ke, he didn't target you."
Chi Qiaoqi lowered his eyes, "I know."
How could she not know the motives and intentions hidden behind all of today's events, but even though she had done countless constructions in her heart, she still felt a little chilled when facing the competition between their uncle and nephew.
"Being in Jian's house, it's not destined to be peaceful. Today is only the beginning." Jian Yan's left hand gently covered Chi Qiaoqi's, with a little strength.The voice wrapped around her like a breath, so serious, "Forgive me."
Forgive me for being so self-willed and making you give up everything and come back before it's all over.
Forgive me, without any discussion with you, I put you in the center of the storm in every possible way.
Forgive me, I know you want to know, but I can't explain everything you want to know one by one.
Forgive me, if I could choose again, I would still choose all my current decisions.
So, if you can't understand, well, please forgive me.
Of course Chi Qiaoqi couldn't understand the deepest meaning of Jian Yanzuo's words, she never got to the bottom of it, and he was always good at hiding it.
Facing Jian Yanzuo's apology, he only thought that he was apologizing for Jian Xiangshen's various difficulties because of his relationship.
"I'm not afraid." Chi Qiaoqi gradually smiled, as if telling himself, and repeating to Jian Yan, "I'm really not afraid."
As long as what you are facing is not being abandoned without hesitation when you have the least belief, then there is nothing to be afraid of.
And now, even if he really faces it again, it seems that he will not be as scared or desperate as before.She has been disappointed once, and once again, she will not lose anything, so she is not afraid.Not only is it not afraid, it can even be said that it is fearless.
Jian Yan Zuo can't fully understand all the emotions in Chi Qiaoqi's heart at this moment, all he can see is the smile on Chi Qiaoqi's face, with a sense of determination, like going to a never-to-return feast.
He understands her determination.Because, he has always had the same determination as her.
This sentence is like a riddle.What was said was only the most superficial mystery.But the answer to the mystery is really hidden in the heart, the deepest place.There is no need to reveal it, but they know each other.
Chi Qiaoqi suddenly felt very relieved at this moment.It seems that there is an extra invulnerable shirt, and it seems that there is an extra invincible weapon, but it is much more secure than that.
Chi Qiaoqi lightly put his hand on the back of Jian Yan's left hand on the steering wheel, and his voice was soft under the watchful eyes of his hidden stars.
"I just, suddenly miss them."
After a few chilly autumn rains, Chi Qiaoqi and Jian Yanzuo went to St. Petersburg together.
It seemed to be a kind of tacit understanding, he left the plane ticket at her door, and she also carefully packed her luggage without talking or asking.
The direct flight route, passing through Siberia, took a total of more than nine hours. Chi Qiaoqi almost spent the entire journey with a doze.
She didn't want to see it, and she didn't want to think about it.I don't want to remember, and I don't want to share.Especially, with someone fixed.
Fortunately, just as she hoped, Jian Yan's left side was also silent.
The lowest temperature in St. Petersburg has dropped below freezing. Compared with Beijing, where green can still be seen, it is really two completely different worlds.It was not as white as in memory, but the smell in the air was the same as before.
The receptionist at the front desk has the figure of a typical Russian girl, with a sweet and lovely smile, and greets like a friend in the document collection room, "First time to St. Petersburg?"
"Yes." Chi Qiaoqi nodded, his face as calm as ever.
"Come on vacation? I have a few good tourist routes to introduce." The front desk handed back the ID and the room key card to Chi Qiaoqi, "1047 and 1049, two rooms that I think have a great view."
"Thank you, but I'm sorry, we're not here for a tour." Chi Qiaoqi shook his head slightly in thanks, "But I need to trouble you to book a car for me to go to Gatchenna tomorrow morning, as early as possible."
The front desk confirmed the information with a smile, "Okay, the car number and time will be notified to you by phone before [-] o'clock tonight. Please feel free to contact us if you need anything else. I wish you a happy every day in St. Petersburg."
Such a simple, family friend who seems to have known each other for a long time.
Dinner is in a traditional Russian restaurant, decorated in a very artistic style, with dark and light colors blending with each other, and the details are particularly beautiful.Although the oil paintings on the walls cannot be identified by the author, each one has a wonderful story that can tell a story.
In the already atmospheric space, perhaps they were lucky enough to meet a classical band playing live, and the coordination was so beautiful.
When they arrived, they happened to be playing the third movement of Rimsky-Korsakov's masterpiece Scheherazade - The Prince and the Princess.Chi Qiaoqi had listened to the CD before, and she already liked the plot during the period, but the real and serious performance was smoother than her impression, especially when the two parts alternated and intertwined, the sense of picture was very strong.
It seems that you can really see the depiction of scenes and the beauty revealed during the period.
It's just a pity that I came late, and the ones in front didn't hear it.
Even so, this may be the most intuitive gain for her to come to St. Petersburg.
Naturally, this wasn't the first time Chi Qiaoqi came to this restaurant. At that time, she even thought more than once what they would order when he came to this restaurant in St. Petersburg.
Maybe you will order very carefully and consider each dish; maybe you just rely on your hobbies, without thinking about matching and coordination at all.But what made her very sure was that they would be happy enough to smile without even finishing the cold or hot appetizers.
Even, they will come for the second and third time, just to taste all the dishes on the menu.Like the usual pair here.
In fact, not only this restaurant, but every place in St. Petersburg, she fantasized about being with him.She has experienced these beautiful things before, and she can't wait to share them with him, so eager and looking forward to them.
This kind of sharing is not a luxury and a rare thing. At that time, they still had a long life and enough time, so she always firmly believed that this day, no matter sooner or later, would definitely come.
But now, they did wait until this day, as she imagined.It's just that she didn't have the anticipation and joy at that time.
The meal that I was looking forward to very much now seems to be coping.At the end of the menu, there were several pages of combinations recommended by the chef. Chi Qiaoqi reached out and ordered a page, and motioned to the waiter next to him, "Give me this."
After ordering, there will be no more words in the whole meal.
Such silence was not deliberate, she really couldn't pretend to smile or forget in such a place that hurt her deeply.Even if she can practice for a long time until she doesn't change her color in the face of anything, she has to admit that as long as she comes back here, she will lose something called "smile".
forever.
The next day, the car to Gatchenna arrived very early, and the driver's driving skills were also very good. It was a long and difficult road, but fortunately there was no delay.
The Veriana Laboratory is located on the edge of the small city of Gatchenna. The sparsely populated and unprosperous small town in memory is now even more deserted.On the way from entering the city to the outskirts of the city, I didn't even meet people or vehicles.
When they reached a certain place, the driver stopped the car slowly and explained to Chi Qiaoqi, "The front is a restricted area, and the car can only go here."
Chi Qiaoqi nodded, holding the white chrysanthemum he bought early in the morning, and gently opened the car door.
When he was about to get off the car, he was a little distracted, his shoes knocked in the groove of the car door, and he staggered a little.Fortunately, Jian Yan stretched out his left hand, stabilized himself, and touched the cold land and withered grass.
After taking two steps in parallel, I suddenly heard the driver behind ask, "Do I need to wait here? It's hard to get a car back to the city here."
Chi Qiaoqi turned his head, consciously his voice became stiff with the cold air outside the car, "Yes, we need it, thank you."
This was the first time Chi Qiaoqi came back here after the accident.
If it wasn't for the slight overlap between her memory and the current one, she would even suspect that she told the driver the wrong place.
Even though she had prepared for the worst, this scene still surprised her.
This place was completely different from the Williana she remembered.Those beautiful blooming flowers, those simple and bright buildings, and those once exuberant lives have completely disappeared.
What Chi Qiaoqi didn't know was that since the day of the accident, the Russian government had sent people to completely seal off the area, and the burial and cleaning she saw in the newspaper was just a realistic on-site burial.The so-called proper handling is only aimed at the media and public opinion.The apparent cover-up of crimes has been glorified as the aftermath of the government's efforts.
After a lapse of six years, not only the strict blockade has not been lifted, but the promise published in the newspaper that the truth of the accident investigation will be given has completely turned into dust in memory.
There are many guessed versions, and there is no shortage of convincing ones.Chi Qiaoqi had heard many people's analysis, and the one she found most credible was the version that Ye Ce told her as a story.
Vilianna is a Sino-Russian joint research base for nuclear facilities, which involves many already fragile nerves of all parties. Some things are not bad things at all, but once there are real results that can be called successful, they will really become A bad thing in the eyes of many forces.
So, buy it or destroy it.However, Viliana's luck seems to be worse, it encountered the latter.
The most favorable evidence for this statement is that such a blow occurred at the same time in many places, including Viliana.Viliana was just one of the small victims.
Small sacrifice.For many people, including Chi Qiaoqi, it was undoubtedly a catastrophe.Those who have not experienced it will not know that the sadness of being a family member of the incident is more unacceptable than death.
From a distance, through the cracks in the fence, one can vaguely see the fragmentation and chaos inside.
Chi Qiaoqi squatted down, placed the flower directly under the warning sign, closed his eyes slightly, and when he stood up again, tears from the corners of his eyes had already slid down the ground beside him.
Without any words, they turned around together after a long silence.And, there is no turning back.
The white chrysanthemum bloomed quietly, and with the wind blowing, it seemed to bring a little vitality to the surroundings.
Under the bouquet is an ashtray with sticking marks. Under the gloomy sun, it is slowly swaying with color, and it is frozen at this moment in Viliana.
It was past noon when the car drove out of Gatchenna, but just like when we arrived, there seemed to be no unnecessary words along the way.
On the road that should go straight, Chi Qiaoqi suddenly ordered the driver to turn left, as if on a whim, but there was no haste on his face.
Jian Yanzuo didn't ask or stop him, he didn't know exactly, but he knew deeply that that place would be the place he always wanted to go.
He is not a believer, but along the way, he has been fulfilling his vows.
The place where the car stopped was in front of a tile-style building whose exterior walls were entwined with vines. The white brick and red walls, transparent sunshade, and glass windows with different cuts were asymmetrical and coordinated.
There is no obvious sign anywhere, but Jian Yanzuo already knows where it is without any further thinking.
In fact, I should have thought it would be here, maybe, I just don't want to think about it.Or, if nothing had happened, six years ago tomorrow, he would have been here and heard "поздравляю" in unison.
Congratulations.
They, including him, would never have imagined that the first time he stepped in, would be accompanied by such a painful and silent mood.
I really can't bear to use that phrase to make people fool people.
To Chi Qiaoqi's surprise, the decoration of this store has not changed in the past six years. Every place is the same as it was in her impression six years ago, whether it is clear or vague.
Tables, chairs, furnishings, everything is what it should be.It was completely different from the devastated Valiana in the morning.
Beside the wine rack, the shopkeeper with a mustache and a smile in his memory was changing the wine on display. When he saw them coming in, he seemed to snap his fingers inside like ordinary guests. Naturally, there was a waiter soon. Come up to entertain them, "Good afternoon, do you have a reservation?"
The same greeting is the same as the greeting when she first stepped into the store many years ago.
This sense of common sense of familiarity made Chi Qiaoqi hesitate for a long time, "I, I made a reservation here six years ago..."
It seems that at this point, the inquisitive eyes of the mustache shopkeeper greeted Chi Qiaoqi before he finished speaking. After a little scrutiny, he suddenly raised his voice and walked over here. The lines at the corners of his eyes stretched just right, " Little girl, it turned out to be you."
"Yes." Of course Chi Qiaoqi hoped that he could remember, but he was still a little surprised that he would remember, "Hello."
The smile of the mustache store manager was obviously from the heart, and he praised while talking and laughing, "I have a hunch that you will come back again, but you are obviously late."
After speaking, she turned slightly sideways, and gestured to the table by the window, "Is it still the seat you booked before?"
"Is it possible?" Chi Qiaoqi didn't have much hope at first, but he hesitated even more when he heard him say this, "Is my reservation still counting?"
"Of course others are not allowed." The mustache shop manager's smile was the same as it was six years ago, with a reassuring warmth in his slyness, "But little girl, I can still make an exception for you."
The table by the window seats six people. It is afternoon, and there is not strong sunlight covering the table and chairs, making it slightly warm.
The waiter walked over one step ahead of them and wanted to take away the extra tableware, but was stopped by the mustache store manager who shook his head lightly.
The young waiter had never seen such a serious expression on his store manager's face, it seemed like an instant.When he wanted to confirm again, the person who shook his head had already walked to the sunny table.
The reservations in the store have always been made in advance, and now the accident of an extra table is likely to disrupt the preparations of the back kitchen.
But the manager with the mustache had a persistent expression on his face, and it seemed that he had already made arrangements.
Maybe it's an acquaintance, the waiter thought.Because no matter the expression or the words, they are all so familiar.
The waiter followed the order to wake up the chef who was still resting, and when he went back to the front, he found that the fax machine in the shop, which had not been running for a long time, was working a little bit.
The fax machine has a very ordinary appearance, but it is very rare to read the text in front of it. It seems that it was the last one sent just now, so the text on the paper is easy to fall into the eyes.
The usual letter paper in the store is full of store names and dull prints. The text is typed on it with an old-fashioned typewriter. The ink is not very uniform, but it is still clear.
What was carried on the letter paper was a letter of apology, aimed at other guests who had made reservations for tonight, with very ordinary words and familiar signatures, but the content was something he had never seen before since he had been here for four years.
It was at this moment that the young waiter felt a little belated.
It turned out that it was so important.It is so important that you can discard everything before without hesitation.
Dinner was great.
Du Luowei was good at ordering food in the first place, not to mention that this was a combination that she had repeatedly considered.Whether it is the starter or the final dessert, they all seem to be so attentive.
This was originally an extremely joyful meeting for them.However, it has evolved into the present, where the two pay homage silently.
In the silence, Chi Qiaoqi heard Jian Yanzuo's extremely earnest voice, "Ke Ke, tell me, what happened six years ago?"
After such a long time and walking so far, he finally asked this question.
Six years ago, what the hell happened.The question is not a few words, but it contains too many answers that he needs to know.
Where did she go after the explosion?What did she want to say when she called him?Why hasn't she contacted him for six years?Why did he try everything to find her, but never caught a trace of her identity?If he wasn't lucky enough to find her, would he never see her again in this life?
Facing Jian Yanzuo's question, Chi Qiaoqi remained silent for a long time.
She knew that both he and herself clearly understood that this was the most real problem among them.
Like a thorn, stuck there.It may not feel present a lot of the time.But at certain moments, it sharply declares its existence.
At this moment, if it were someone else, they might shed tears and complain, and then in this most suitable environment for telling, tell him everything he doesn't know or know.
Tell him her difficulties, her grievances, her helplessness, her despair, everything about her.
This is the most appropriate occasion.
It started here six years ago and ends here six years later.Then start again, or start, or continue.
However, Chi Qiaoqi did not.
After a long silence, raising his head slightly, Jian Yanzuo was still waiting for her answer.
In the eyes, there are too complicated emotions.Or cherish, or endure, or persist.Or something else, she is no longer willing to read.
It is too tiring to remember, and it is too difficult to forget, but it seems much easier and easier not to mention it anymore.
In this way, it was the best choice for him and for them.At least, he won't just live in the abyss she used to face all day, nor will he spend the rest of his life carrying any emotion she doesn't want to see because of her answer.
Chi Qiaoqi lowered his head and took out a half-sized box from his bag.Put it on the table and gently push it to the left of Jian Yan.
"I wanted to give it to you later, so it's just right."
Jian Yanzuo picked it up slowly, the velvet felt very light, and she was slightly sweaty when holding it.
Open.Very small muffled sound, almost inaudible.But it seemed that at such a moment, an electric current flowed to the brain along the fingertip that touched the box.
Inside the box, on a dark blue velvet interlining, was a neatly ironed dark gray tie.
The three-dimensional lines spread gracefully like vines.
And the middle part of the tie rolled up, a faint neon blue, gradually diffused in the slightly damp air at this time.
A little bit, like paint, melts into the breath of this moment.
Such a pure color, like a teardrop.
The silk fabric used for this tie has been treasured by Chi Qiaoqi for many years, and he has never had the opportunity to use it on clothes.
When I first bought it, it was aimed at the uncomplicated but beautiful hidden flowers on it. In an old shop in Chinatown, it is said that it took many processes to present such scattered but three-dimensional lines.
It's just that the size of this piece of material is very embarrassing, it seems to be the last remaining corner of the cloth, more than two meters long, but less than half a meter wide.The main fabric of the clothes is too narrow, and the accessories on the clothes cannot reflect such a complete dark pattern.
So after I bought it back at the time, I kept it until now because I didn't know where to use it.
However, Chi Qiaoqi never thought that he would actually make a tie.I just feel that such a beautiful tie clip is a bit lonely on the interlining.
Therefore, it was finally successful when I disassembled several pieces of finished products that I bought and failed until there was really no extra fabric to carry on if I made a mistake again.
She took the iron and ironed every corner of it little by little, so careful and meticulous, for fear of losing the previous luck.
But these, in Chi Qiaoqi's opinion, were not as gorgeous as the hand-inlaid tourmaline.It blooms quietly in the bracket of the tie clip.No noise, no publicity, it simply seems to fill the whole world.
like his eyes.
This is the gift she wanted to give him six years ago, and now, it's really the right time.There is no need to explain or state, everything is silent in such a quiet blue.
Chi Qiaoqi loosened his unknowingly tense fingers, and faced Jian Yan with an infinitely tolerant expression, "Let's start over, okay?"
At that moment, the dim light in the shop was refracted in this small tourmaline several times, and finally fell into the already full eyes of the two people.
Such silence is indescribably beautiful.
Before leaving, Chi Qiaoqi accepted a friendly hug from the mustache shop owner.
After touching and releasing, her gentle voice was inaudible, "спасибо".
Thank you.
Such a simple two words do not need any extra notes or descriptions, they are enough.This is the way to treat people who are really grateful, the real attitude, which is better than all the long-winded passions.
(End of this chapter)
Jian Yan said that when Zuo and Chi Qiaoqi left, the sky was already slightly dark, and the last ray of light was struggling within the reach of the line of sight, rendering the entire sky into a gradient of colors, with a bit of rich beauty.
Chi Qiaoqi leaned firmly on the back of the car seat, looking at everything outside the window, which flashed by.
She couldn't describe how she felt at this moment.It's not the kind of single happiness or sadness, but it seems that after many emotions have been repeatedly mixed, kneaded and fermented, there are many things that she can't describe.
Jian Yanzuo's flat and quiet side face vaguely appeared on the window glass, looking at the front seriously, without being disturbed by any previous point, as if nothing happened.
It's just that the hands holding the steering wheel, because of the force, appear to have sharp joints.On the back of the hand, blue blood vessels are slightly visible.Such bright lines are undoubtedly the best expression of his emotions at the moment.
There is still no way to feel relieved, even though he pretends not to care.Thinking of this, Chi Qiaoqi couldn't help but recall the phone call that Jian Yanzuo answered in her kitchen.
Such provocations may have become a norm, so Jian Yanzuo is used to dealing with such harsh words with such a calm tone and expression.Family members, no matter how close they are, if they don't hide it like that, it will hurt people, not to mention, the other party is an elder.
Because they are elders, there are only a few people who can defend Jian Yanzuo. What's more, Mr. Jian doesn't seem to be a person who stands firmly on Jianyanzuo's side.
After other children are injured, they can go to their parents to cry and complain, and they can even fight for what is suitable or not when their parents are by their side.But in short, it is doomed not.
In such a big family, curled up, struggling to find their own position.When you encounter a hard wall, you will feel pain, but you insist on finding the gap in the wall and stretching out your own green branches.In the end, become a solid force.
This should be such a sad scene.What's more, he didn't even have anyone to confide in.
As if for an instant, almost unconsciously, Chi Qiaoqi gently put his left hand over Jian Yan's right hand which was still on the steering wheel.
Such obvious warmth, from her palm to the back of his hand, seemed to be really warmed.
The original silence was instantly broken, Jian Yan turned his face slightly to the left, as if wondering, "Ke Ke?"
Chi Qiaoqi didn't move her hand away, and looked at him with warm eyes. She didn't say anything, but contained all the comfort she wanted to give him.
She's not comforting, always has been.Such a stupid person doesn't know those nice rhetoric, nor those logical reasons.Besides, he was the one who warmed her all the time.
She has always enjoyed his warmth and comfort with joy, never thinking of what he needs.She thought that he would always be warm and strong, but she never considered that there would be times when he needed warmth.Like, the longing she once had.
But she is still so stupid, she doesn't know how to drive away all her sadness like he once did to her.Maybe he knows magic, but she hasn't reached the depth of his practice yet, so she can only clumsily use the method she thinks is possible.But hope, can comfort him.
Sure enough, she guessed it.Even though he tried to cover it up several times and quietly tried to fade everything that happened just now from her consciousness, it was obvious that he failed.In more than six years, she has already developed an intelligence with her own style.
In fact, it is obvious that today's conflict is not the first.Between him and Jian Xiangshen, the completely contradictory values and management concepts are destined to cause waves again and again.
He called Jane Xiangshen little uncle with a trace of inherent respect, but this did not represent the bottom line that could always be compromised.
It's just a matter of time, sooner or later, it will always be completely resolved.This is the direction he has always believed in and has been working hard.But the last thing he wanted was her awareness and knowing.
Jian Yanzuo slowed down the car a little bit, and met her eyes seriously, without explaining just now, without explaining the present, just a whisper full of reassuring power, "Ke Ke, don't worry about me."
He said this from the bottom of his heart, because he has long been used to the scenes similar to just now.Undisguised irony, undisguised desire.Power is always a turbulent struggle.
This is what he was destined to face before returning to Jane's house, and he always knew it.
But he still thanked Jane, and was even extremely glad that he had returned.No matter how difficult this road is, and no matter how many times he has stood up after falling again.All of this is no longer the slightest important, because now, it is the other side.
Perhaps what he pursued has always been like this, just like the simple warmth when her palm was on the back of his hand.He cherishes it more than all the dazzling things.
He held it with his backhand, and when he squeezed it tightly, he was already trembling slightly.
Nothing to do with tension.
As usual, dinner is at a place that is simply left to decide. The place is not big, but it is carved with mountains and rivers, which is very delicate.
The restaurant is located in the very center of the area, and it goes around along the path in circles, which means that the winding path leads to secluded places.
In short, the car on the left is not driving fast, there are dots of lights outside in front of the car window, like fireflies flying unsteadily, there is a kind of floating beauty.
Chi Qiaoqi lowered the car window, and a gentle breeze blew in. The scent of sweet-scented osmanthus wafted in the air, which was usually surprising.
Comparing the two, the interior decoration seems a bit deliberate, with meticulous carvings, plain white chair body, light-colored backrest, fine lines, and elegant collocation.Everything is too perfect, but there is no joy from the nature outside.
However, compared with the open and semi-enclosed space outside, the carefully designed sitting direction is better than cleanliness.
The pre-dinner tea is blended Uva black tea, the ratio of milk and sugar is just right, and the astringent aroma of the original leaves can be tasted carefully.Chi Qiaoqi couldn't match the original taste of the tea, so he added two slices of lemon, and after taking a sip, he counted the three teacups on the table belatedly, "Who else is coming?"
Jian Yanzuo nodded his head inaudibly, leaned on the back of the chair with a cup in his hand, and tilted his head slightly. Smile calmly, "Third Brother, what a coincidence."
When he was caught, he still acted nonchalantly.Comparing it carefully, it seems to have the shadow of Jian Yanzuo when he was a child.It's just that the trace of ruffian that can't be ignored is really worse than worse.
Jian Yan didn't respond to the third brother's voice, pointed at him casually, and introduced to Chi Qiaoqi, "Jian Qingbei."
Pointing to Chi Qiaoqi at Jian Qingbei again, "Chi Qiaoqi."
Six words, it can be regarded as the end of the introduction to each other, short and without any redundant titles, which is his usual style.
Chi Qiaoqi nodded slightly to say hello, without saying too much, "Hello."
"I've wanted to know you for a long time." Jian Qingbei spoke directly, with a childlike cuteness in his eyes.
Chi Qiaoqi could understand this friendship, but he didn't understand the meaning of Jian Qingbei's words. For the first time they met, they only thought it was a necessary courtesy.So he nodded and smiled, and went back politely, "Mr. Jian is polite."
The short six words unexpectedly aroused Jian Qingbei's dissatisfaction.However, compared to Jian Yanzuo's dissatisfaction with this title earlier, Jian Qingbei's dissatisfaction is obviously limited to the surface.
"If you call me after your family, call me Qingbei. If you call me after my friends, call me Beibei. If you call me after outsiders, call me Jian Wu." After Jian Qingbei finished speaking, he smiled. Suddenly there was some joke, "You can call me whatever you want, but the honorable title of 'Mr. Jane' should be reserved for the third brother."
The unintentional words are really a bit coincidental.
Chi Qiaoqi glanced at Jian Yanzuo with a questioning look, and found that there was no objection in his eyes, so he couldn't help laughing, secretly agreeing with Jian Qingbei's briskness, "North."
The north is farther than Qingbei and closer than Jianwu.Farther than family, closer than outsiders.For Jane's family, the distance between friends is the safest and most suitable.
"You are very similar to our family." Jian Qingbei sat down in the vacant seat without any invitation, and with his legs crossed, he leisurely threw two servings of sugar into the teacup, "If our family adds more The younger sister happened to be ranked seventh."
At that moment, although Chi Qiaoqi had a certain prejudice against Jian's family, he was still warmed by Jian Qingbei's words.
Like a scene in a story she once read, a warm and lovely teacher smiled at a student with a cleft lip and deaf left ear and said, I hope you are my daughter.
Two completely different scenes, but the same warmth breeds.Even though Chi Qiaoqi was on guard, he still followed Jian Qingbei's deepening smile and gradually felt it.
It was also at this moment that Chi Qiaoqi really realized that he was such an easily moved person.Even after so many years of ups and downs, even after being hurt and bruised, after all this, she is still so reckless and warm.
The less you have, the more you are afraid of losing, the more you want to get closer.
The main course is Chi Qiaoqi's favorite grilled mandarin fish. The outer skin is crispy and refreshing, the inner meat is delicate and firm, and the heat is well controlled.Added lemon juice, black pepper and many other ingredients that she can't taste, the taste is very layered.
Jian Yan Zuo's preferences always depend on his mood. For example, he has never been against eating fish, but this dish was eaten by Chi Qiaoqi until there was only a pile of fish bones left.
Jian Qingbei wasn't too interested either. He held his chin and watched Chi Qiaoqi eating with relish for a long time, and finally couldn't help it, "Is it so delicious?"
Chi Qiaoqi nodded, and moved the plate towards Jian Qingbei, "Try it?"
"No." Jian Qingbei waved his hand, and pushed the plate over again, "Eat yours obediently, and add more food if you think you can eat more. I have something to say to the third brother, and you pretend to be there today. Just bring your ears out."
Even so, these words are too easy to arouse the so-called curiosity in an instant.Chi Qiaoqi raised his head subconsciously. Although he couldn't tell who or what he wanted to see, Jian Qingbei slapped his head gently and with a little pressure in an instant, with a hypnotic voice, "Good boy."
There was a slight delay, and the instinctive reaction was delayed a little. After all, Chi Qiaoqi was useless. Jian Qingbei said nothing else, consciously lowered his head again, and carefully decomposed each dish, until the conversation between the two gradually became more and more serious. silence.
"I heard that Mrs. Jian made a lot of fuss in the office yesterday, and there was no furniture left in the whole office." Jian Qingbei spoke slowly, but his tone gradually rose, "Is it because of you?"
"Yeah." Jian Yan nodded left, and admitted very simply, "I sent Xiao Sui."
Jian Qingbei pursed his lips, without the slightest surprise in his expression, paused slightly, and still smiled, "Next time this kind of thing happens, you'd better tell me in advance, I specially asked someone to give him a gift some time ago. The enamel color, this time is good, the bottom of the bottle has not been heated yet, so I respect the Lord of the Land and hear it."
Originally such aggrieved words, but inexplicably derived a little happiness.For the rest, there is no need to say a word, they have already understood each other.
Throughout the meal, Jian Yan didn't touch the food on the left, and drank a lot of tea before and after the meal.Jian Qingbei has always been indifferent, and the food on the order is extraordinarily sweet. While eating happily, he didn't forget to add a plate of special lemon herb fish for Chi Qiaoqi, and then he and Chi Qiaoqi had a tacit understanding. The pancakes in the store manager's recommendation column on the menu are eaten in silence until the belly is round.
The after-dinner desserts are exquisite and small, and each one has something fresh. Accompanied by Jian Yanzuo and Jian Qingbei's intermittent conversations, Chi Qiaoqi solved these little cuties piecemeal until there was almost nothing left Down.
Satisfied, I received a call from Ye Ce.
Chi Qiaoqi got up gently, moved a little further away, and said hello to Ye Ce, "It's so late and you haven't slept yet?"
"I'm working overtime." Ye Ce said slowly, "I just received a subject and I'm a little tight on time, but I suddenly want to call you."
"Maybe there is something I can do to help?" Chi Qiaoqi asked sincerely.
Ye Ce chuckled, "That's not what I mean, I just want to know how you are doing."
"Me? I'm fine." Chi Qiaoqi changed his posture and leaned gently against the decorative wall, speaking briskly, "It can't be better."
"It was agreed to contact a doctor surnamed Cheng for regular follow-up visits after returning to China, but it seems that you forgot." There was no blame in Ye Ce's words, but there was a little urging.
Chi Qiaoqi paused for a moment, then smiled, "Perhaps you can trust me, the doctor's own diagnosis. At least during this time, I slept well, ate normally, and didn't feel irritable or tired. Judging from any of the strict requirements here, I have already met the standard of recovery."
"I hope so." Ye Ce finally let go, and the tension in his voice was obviously less tense, "However, if you feel that it is difficult or unpleasant to serve the Jian family, there is always a place for you in my research group."
"I'm looking forward to it." Chi Qiaoqi's smile deepened here, "However, you may be disappointed."
Ye Ce's answer was half a second late, but he still quietly floated the answer in the air at that moment, "I hope."
This sound, slow and long, seemed to be a sigh, but it was more of a blessing.
I hope everything is fine.
At the same time that Chi Qiaoqi hung up the phone and went back, Jian Qingbei also happened to stand up, put his hands on the back of the chair, remained silent, but kept looking at Jian Yanzuo.
I don't know what they talked about during this period, and the expressions of both of them are not very good-looking.Although it is not too obvious, compared with the previous peace and joy, I can really feel the difference.
Chi Qiaoqi slowed down his approach, wanting to give them more time and space.But Jian Yanzuo and Jian Qingbei called over at the same time, and it seemed that within a moment, their expressions had returned to normal.
When they left, they were naturally together. Jian Qingbei's car was in front, and Jian Yan's left car was behind. There was no need to spend any words to arrange the two cars.
There was only one car body away from the main road, but Jian Qingbei's car slowly leaned on the right side at the end of the path.The car didn't turn off, but stopped deliberately.
Jian Yan leaned up from the back and parked side by side on the left side, very close to each other, and it seemed that he didn't think about leaving room for Jian Qingbei to open the car door.
Neither of the two brothers took the initiative to express anything. They stared at each other's car window in silence for a long time, and finally lowered the opposite car window glass at the same moment.
There was a slight wind blowing in along the open car window, and it was cool, accompanied by Jian Qingbei's slightly serious eyes at this moment.
This was the first time Chi Qiaoqi saw him serious, and tonight was completely different from before.
Maybe it was because the lights in the two cars were not turned on, Jian Qingbei's face against the surrounding night became more and more solemn, his eyes passed Chi Qiaoqi, and fixed deeply on Jian Yanzuo's face, just said softly, But it seems that no one can bear the weight.
Jian Qingbei said, "Third Brother, in fact, if possible, I hope that one day, I will never come. In this family, the closest person to me is you, but if there is a day when I have to, I will still choose to stand by him. there."
After finishing speaking, without giving Jian Yanzuo any chance to answer, he jumped onto the main road in the boot room, and the road was full of dust.
Jian Yanzuo kept looking at the direction Jian Qingbei was leaving until it disappeared, then slowly started the car, at a speed that was almost the same as usual, with the same expression as before hearing Jian Qingbei's words, as if nothing had happened occur.
This journey was as quiet as every moment when he sent her back.Including the farewell downstairs is also relaxed and pleasant.
Chi Qiaoqi and Jian Yan waved left and went upstairs, and everything seemed normal.
Enter the door and turn on the light.Chi Qiaoqi stood at the door for a long time before slowly approaching the window.
Jian Yan Zuo's car did not drive away.It stopped there quietly, like a boat resting in the port.
Chi Qiaoqi didn't know which one was more exhausted or sad in Jian Yanzuo's heart at this moment.Or maybe he's used to it.
Just like Feng's mother said, he has been on the road all these years.There should be countless such single struggles.Others have family members who can share when they are tired.And the only one he can trust is himself.
Therefore, he never needs comfort or communication. What he needs is a short rest, and then hides all his emotions, and continues to put on a fearless mask to deal with everything he doesn't want to face.
That night was especially dark and quiet, perhaps because there were too many people hiding their various thoughts.
Chi Qiaoqi was the same as the previous nights, still unable to sleep.
And it seemed to be retribution for lying to Ye Ce, the second after seeing Jian Yanzuo driving the car away, he vomited up everything he ate that night.
At that moment, she had to admit that an emotion called fear swept over her.
She understood that this was the harbinger of the last thing she wanted to repeat.But she is also very clear that she is destined to be unable to avoid all this.
This is her usual destiny.
After that day, it was very difficult for Chi Qiaoqi to see Jian Yanzuo again.He began to focus on his work, shuttling through Jane's large and small branches, because he was low-key and simple, so he paid more and more attention.
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It was also in the media's hype and undisguised speculation that Chi Qiaoqi began to gradually understand the pressure on Jian Yan's left body.
Blood relationship, which surrounds everyone so tenderly on weekdays, may even become a life-saving connection at a certain moment.For Jian Yanzuo and Jian Xiangshen, it was a poison that rotted to the bone.
This kind of battle similar to the throne has never been as simple as a failure or a simple failure.As a former opponent and the most competitive person after assuming the throne, he will definitely be completely suppressed to the point where there is no possibility of turning around.
The swords meet, the bayonet sees red.Whoever takes a step back will pay with their lives.Winners will be surrounded by halos, turning their hands into clouds and turning their hands into rain.Those who lose will be in a mess, and may even be decapitated.
This is not a story, this is fact.
Chi Qiaoqi believed that as Jian Yanzuo himself, he must care about family affection.Because I care, I feel extremely embarrassed when confronting.
As for Jian Xiangshen, after Jian Juwen's death, what position this nephew will be placed in is the answer that only he knows.
Chi Qiaoqi understood that this kind of intolerance would sooner or later become Jian Yanzuo's obvious and easy-to-attack weakness when facing Jian Xiangshen.But if one day, the intolerance in him completely disappears and he grows into a completely invulnerable appearance, then he will no longer be the Jian Yanzuo she is familiar with.
Between being kind and being hurt, he must have a choice.She couldn't control her, and she knew that even he himself might not be able to listen to his heart.
It was one afternoon after that that Chi Qiaoqi thoroughly faced the conflict between Jian Yanzuo and Jian Xiangshen.
The old house called and said that Chi Qiaoqi needed to come over.After Chi Qiaoqi agreed, he asked for the address, and soon arranged for a driver to come over.
Chi Qiaoqi went over with his suitcase, only to realize that Jian Yiwei was ill.
I heard from Feng's mother that it was because I stayed in the yard too late last night and because of the clothes I was wearing, I caught a cold.I just felt a little stuffy this morning, but I didn't care about it, I just drank more hot water.Just now I felt cold, only to find some fever when I took my temperature.
Mr. Jian has always been confident in his body, but he just ordered the kitchen to boil some ginger water, and he didn't plan to call a doctor. It was Mama Feng who was a little worried, so she called and called her.
The situation is not serious, the heartbeat and blood pressure are within the normal range, and the body temperature is slightly high, but it is indeed not to the point where the fever needs to be lowered immediately.
On the stove over there in the kitchen, the ginger water was almost boiled, Chi Qiaoqi turned off the fire, took the whole pot down, and poured it into the tub for soaking his feet.Then start the pot again, add water, and add chopped ginger and scallion white after the water boils.
After doing all this, the ginger water has cooled down to the right temperature. Chi Qiaoqi called Feng's mother and asked her to help carry it to Mr. Jane's house, and then began to concentrate on cutting brown sugar.
The brown sugar used in the old house is very thick brick sugar, which looks very hard, but it is easy to cut the approximate amount needed.Chi Qiaoqi turned around and took an enamel bowl from the bowl rack, put the brown sugar on the bottom of the bowl, added more than half of the bowl of scallion, white and ginger water that was almost boiled, and put it on the stove for less than a minute. Gradually melting, rising and fading from the rich color at the bottom of the bowl.
Chi Qiaoqi stretched out his hand, just about to take out the bowl to Mama Feng, but the moment his hand was about to touch the edge of the bowl, a hand stretched out gently pushed it away.
The subconscious side face touched Jian Yan's slightly reminding expression on the left, "Hot."
It seemed that it took only a moment of turning around, Jian Yan left to find a square wooden tray in the cabinet next to him, with four fingers resting on the edge of the bowl, the enamel bowl was placed firmly on the tray.
Then he picked up the tray and handed it to Chi Qiaoqi, turning his face slightly, "Let's go."
The ginger water I brought to soak my feet before seems to be effective, and Jian Yiwei has already seen fine sweat on his forehead, and his nasal voice has also eased a lot during the low-pitched conversation with Jian Yanzuo.After measuring the body temperature, although it has not dropped significantly, it has not risen again, which is already a sign of control.
The water temperature has dropped to about the same level. Jian Yan tested the water temperature on the left, moved the wooden barrel aside, took the foot towel that was placed aside, squatted down, and wiped the water on his feet carefully.
After finishing all this, before Jian Yanzuo could stand up, the cozy atmosphere just now was broken by Jian Xiang's deep voice at the door of the room, "It seems that Yan Zuo is more well-informed about the news."
Jian Yan Zuo didn't respond, took the prepared cotton socks, and put them on carefully and neatly for Jian and Wei.
After tidying up a bit, and just about to get up, Jian Xiangshen swayed in from the door with her arms folded, and stood still in front of the bed, her voice still mixed with all kinds of bad emotions, "That's right, in this situation, it's really a show of filial piety." good time."
Jian Yanzuo stood up silently, without looking at Jian Xiangshen, and told Mama Feng, "Mama Feng, remember to serve the ginger soup to Grandpa."
Then he turned to Jian Yiwei, "Grandpa, then I'll go back first."
After finishing speaking, just as he was about to turn around and leave, Jian Xiangshen next to him went to the cabinet with the tray one step ahead of him, picked up the porcelain bowl containing scallion white ginger syrup, smelled it, and said with an extremely disgusted expression, "This kind of good Dare to bring something that is not on the table for the old man to drink? The Jian family really can't afford to hire a doctor."
After finishing speaking, he stared straight into Jian Yanzuo's eyes, and slowly knocked the tray and bowl onto the ground.
Jian Yan was standing on the left in the direction of the splash, so he didn't hide, and was directly splashed with hot ginger soup to wet his trousers.
The strong taste of ginger and the sweetness of brown sugar are mixed in the air, instantly permeating the whole room.
Jian Yanzuo's expression froze, "Little uncle, I hope you can respect other people's labor."
"Heh." Jane sneered deeply, her voice raised, "This sentence is also forwarded to you."
The arc on Jian Yan's left face became tighter and tighter, but when it was about to explode, Jian Yiwei finally said, "Xiang Shen, do you still look like an uncle?"
"Dad!" Jane Xiangshen stared sharply at Jian Yanzuo, her words were full of complaints and sarcasm, "When did he treat me as an uncle? He didn't get my consent in the Asia-Pacific region that I was in charge of." Did you ever think that I was his uncle when you laid out four channels? Did you ever think that I was his uncle when he sent someone over to clean up the suppliers I had reached an agreement with? He tried his best to compete with me for shares in your hands Did you ever think that I was his uncle?"
"Little uncle." Jian Yan clenched his left hand into a fist, almost trembling, "If you still have the slightest bit of filial piety, don't talk about business when grandpa is sick."
next second.Jian Xiangshen rushed up, and slammed Jian Yan against the bedpost, "Don't be a fucking hypocrite with me here, act like a filial person who won't fight back, and then do those nasty things behind your back , when you count your grandpa and uncle as outsiders, what about your so-called filial piety?"
"Xiang Shen!" Mr. Jian's voice was raised again, accompanied by a violent cough, the second half of the sentence was still left behind.
Jian Yanzuo didn't retort with the tone of Jian Xiangshen's questioning, but the whole expression became more and more silent as Jian Xiangshen's questioning every sentence.
Finally, amid Jian Xiangshen's more and more harsh words, Jian Yan grabbed Jian Xiangshen's wrist with his left hand, and pushed Jian Xiangshen back half a step.
The next second after standing up straight, Jian Yan turned left to Mama Feng who was standing aside, and her words regained her composure in an instant, "Mama Feng, go get Grandpa a glass of water and bring it in."
After finishing speaking, he turned to Chi Qiaoqi again, with the same calm tone, "Is there still much ginger soup just now? Go get another bowl and bring it here."
Chi Qiaoqi and Feng Ma read out the firmness in the seemingly calm tone.
The moment he walked out of the room door and turned to close the door, Chi Qiaoqi slowed down and saw all of Jane Xiangshen's explosion in the next second.
Jian Xiangshen seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and slammed Jian Yan to the bedpost, his words were full of anger and resentment, "Before you moved to the Asia-Pacific region, you should have thought that today would happen."
Both Chi Qiaoqi and Feng Ma slowed down on purpose, and when they came back, Jian Xiangshen had already left at some point.Jian Yiwei leaned against the head of the bed with her eyes closed, while Jian Yan Zuo also remained silent.
Jian Yan took the ginger soup from Chi Qiaoqi's hand and handed it to Mama Feng who was standing beside him, "Pay attention to Grandpa's temperature, if you have a fever in the middle of the night, call me."
Then, together with Chi Qiaoqi, they simply bid farewell to Jian Yiwei.
The first thing Chi Qiaoqi did when he walked out of the old house was to look at Jian Yan's left trousers.Obvious traces of smearing, almost no need to look carefully.So I was a little worried, "Is it hot?"
"It's okay." Jian Yanzuo's voice was a little hoarse, "It's okay."
After getting into the car, Jian Yan Zuo didn't start the car for a long time, with his hands on the steering wheel, he suddenly said, "Ke Ke, he didn't target you."
Chi Qiaoqi lowered his eyes, "I know."
How could she not know the motives and intentions hidden behind all of today's events, but even though she had done countless constructions in her heart, she still felt a little chilled when facing the competition between their uncle and nephew.
"Being in Jian's house, it's not destined to be peaceful. Today is only the beginning." Jian Yan's left hand gently covered Chi Qiaoqi's, with a little strength.The voice wrapped around her like a breath, so serious, "Forgive me."
Forgive me for being so self-willed and making you give up everything and come back before it's all over.
Forgive me, without any discussion with you, I put you in the center of the storm in every possible way.
Forgive me, I know you want to know, but I can't explain everything you want to know one by one.
Forgive me, if I could choose again, I would still choose all my current decisions.
So, if you can't understand, well, please forgive me.
Of course Chi Qiaoqi couldn't understand the deepest meaning of Jian Yanzuo's words, she never got to the bottom of it, and he was always good at hiding it.
Facing Jian Yanzuo's apology, he only thought that he was apologizing for Jian Xiangshen's various difficulties because of his relationship.
"I'm not afraid." Chi Qiaoqi gradually smiled, as if telling himself, and repeating to Jian Yan, "I'm really not afraid."
As long as what you are facing is not being abandoned without hesitation when you have the least belief, then there is nothing to be afraid of.
And now, even if he really faces it again, it seems that he will not be as scared or desperate as before.She has been disappointed once, and once again, she will not lose anything, so she is not afraid.Not only is it not afraid, it can even be said that it is fearless.
Jian Yan Zuo can't fully understand all the emotions in Chi Qiaoqi's heart at this moment, all he can see is the smile on Chi Qiaoqi's face, with a sense of determination, like going to a never-to-return feast.
He understands her determination.Because, he has always had the same determination as her.
This sentence is like a riddle.What was said was only the most superficial mystery.But the answer to the mystery is really hidden in the heart, the deepest place.There is no need to reveal it, but they know each other.
Chi Qiaoqi suddenly felt very relieved at this moment.It seems that there is an extra invulnerable shirt, and it seems that there is an extra invincible weapon, but it is much more secure than that.
Chi Qiaoqi lightly put his hand on the back of Jian Yan's left hand on the steering wheel, and his voice was soft under the watchful eyes of his hidden stars.
"I just, suddenly miss them."
After a few chilly autumn rains, Chi Qiaoqi and Jian Yanzuo went to St. Petersburg together.
It seemed to be a kind of tacit understanding, he left the plane ticket at her door, and she also carefully packed her luggage without talking or asking.
The direct flight route, passing through Siberia, took a total of more than nine hours. Chi Qiaoqi almost spent the entire journey with a doze.
She didn't want to see it, and she didn't want to think about it.I don't want to remember, and I don't want to share.Especially, with someone fixed.
Fortunately, just as she hoped, Jian Yan's left side was also silent.
The lowest temperature in St. Petersburg has dropped below freezing. Compared with Beijing, where green can still be seen, it is really two completely different worlds.It was not as white as in memory, but the smell in the air was the same as before.
The receptionist at the front desk has the figure of a typical Russian girl, with a sweet and lovely smile, and greets like a friend in the document collection room, "First time to St. Petersburg?"
"Yes." Chi Qiaoqi nodded, his face as calm as ever.
"Come on vacation? I have a few good tourist routes to introduce." The front desk handed back the ID and the room key card to Chi Qiaoqi, "1047 and 1049, two rooms that I think have a great view."
"Thank you, but I'm sorry, we're not here for a tour." Chi Qiaoqi shook his head slightly in thanks, "But I need to trouble you to book a car for me to go to Gatchenna tomorrow morning, as early as possible."
The front desk confirmed the information with a smile, "Okay, the car number and time will be notified to you by phone before [-] o'clock tonight. Please feel free to contact us if you need anything else. I wish you a happy every day in St. Petersburg."
Such a simple, family friend who seems to have known each other for a long time.
Dinner is in a traditional Russian restaurant, decorated in a very artistic style, with dark and light colors blending with each other, and the details are particularly beautiful.Although the oil paintings on the walls cannot be identified by the author, each one has a wonderful story that can tell a story.
In the already atmospheric space, perhaps they were lucky enough to meet a classical band playing live, and the coordination was so beautiful.
When they arrived, they happened to be playing the third movement of Rimsky-Korsakov's masterpiece Scheherazade - The Prince and the Princess.Chi Qiaoqi had listened to the CD before, and she already liked the plot during the period, but the real and serious performance was smoother than her impression, especially when the two parts alternated and intertwined, the sense of picture was very strong.
It seems that you can really see the depiction of scenes and the beauty revealed during the period.
It's just a pity that I came late, and the ones in front didn't hear it.
Even so, this may be the most intuitive gain for her to come to St. Petersburg.
Naturally, this wasn't the first time Chi Qiaoqi came to this restaurant. At that time, she even thought more than once what they would order when he came to this restaurant in St. Petersburg.
Maybe you will order very carefully and consider each dish; maybe you just rely on your hobbies, without thinking about matching and coordination at all.But what made her very sure was that they would be happy enough to smile without even finishing the cold or hot appetizers.
Even, they will come for the second and third time, just to taste all the dishes on the menu.Like the usual pair here.
In fact, not only this restaurant, but every place in St. Petersburg, she fantasized about being with him.She has experienced these beautiful things before, and she can't wait to share them with him, so eager and looking forward to them.
This kind of sharing is not a luxury and a rare thing. At that time, they still had a long life and enough time, so she always firmly believed that this day, no matter sooner or later, would definitely come.
But now, they did wait until this day, as she imagined.It's just that she didn't have the anticipation and joy at that time.
The meal that I was looking forward to very much now seems to be coping.At the end of the menu, there were several pages of combinations recommended by the chef. Chi Qiaoqi reached out and ordered a page, and motioned to the waiter next to him, "Give me this."
After ordering, there will be no more words in the whole meal.
Such silence was not deliberate, she really couldn't pretend to smile or forget in such a place that hurt her deeply.Even if she can practice for a long time until she doesn't change her color in the face of anything, she has to admit that as long as she comes back here, she will lose something called "smile".
forever.
The next day, the car to Gatchenna arrived very early, and the driver's driving skills were also very good. It was a long and difficult road, but fortunately there was no delay.
The Veriana Laboratory is located on the edge of the small city of Gatchenna. The sparsely populated and unprosperous small town in memory is now even more deserted.On the way from entering the city to the outskirts of the city, I didn't even meet people or vehicles.
When they reached a certain place, the driver stopped the car slowly and explained to Chi Qiaoqi, "The front is a restricted area, and the car can only go here."
Chi Qiaoqi nodded, holding the white chrysanthemum he bought early in the morning, and gently opened the car door.
When he was about to get off the car, he was a little distracted, his shoes knocked in the groove of the car door, and he staggered a little.Fortunately, Jian Yan stretched out his left hand, stabilized himself, and touched the cold land and withered grass.
After taking two steps in parallel, I suddenly heard the driver behind ask, "Do I need to wait here? It's hard to get a car back to the city here."
Chi Qiaoqi turned his head, consciously his voice became stiff with the cold air outside the car, "Yes, we need it, thank you."
This was the first time Chi Qiaoqi came back here after the accident.
If it wasn't for the slight overlap between her memory and the current one, she would even suspect that she told the driver the wrong place.
Even though she had prepared for the worst, this scene still surprised her.
This place was completely different from the Williana she remembered.Those beautiful blooming flowers, those simple and bright buildings, and those once exuberant lives have completely disappeared.
What Chi Qiaoqi didn't know was that since the day of the accident, the Russian government had sent people to completely seal off the area, and the burial and cleaning she saw in the newspaper was just a realistic on-site burial.The so-called proper handling is only aimed at the media and public opinion.The apparent cover-up of crimes has been glorified as the aftermath of the government's efforts.
After a lapse of six years, not only the strict blockade has not been lifted, but the promise published in the newspaper that the truth of the accident investigation will be given has completely turned into dust in memory.
There are many guessed versions, and there is no shortage of convincing ones.Chi Qiaoqi had heard many people's analysis, and the one she found most credible was the version that Ye Ce told her as a story.
Vilianna is a Sino-Russian joint research base for nuclear facilities, which involves many already fragile nerves of all parties. Some things are not bad things at all, but once there are real results that can be called successful, they will really become A bad thing in the eyes of many forces.
So, buy it or destroy it.However, Viliana's luck seems to be worse, it encountered the latter.
The most favorable evidence for this statement is that such a blow occurred at the same time in many places, including Viliana.Viliana was just one of the small victims.
Small sacrifice.For many people, including Chi Qiaoqi, it was undoubtedly a catastrophe.Those who have not experienced it will not know that the sadness of being a family member of the incident is more unacceptable than death.
From a distance, through the cracks in the fence, one can vaguely see the fragmentation and chaos inside.
Chi Qiaoqi squatted down, placed the flower directly under the warning sign, closed his eyes slightly, and when he stood up again, tears from the corners of his eyes had already slid down the ground beside him.
Without any words, they turned around together after a long silence.And, there is no turning back.
The white chrysanthemum bloomed quietly, and with the wind blowing, it seemed to bring a little vitality to the surroundings.
Under the bouquet is an ashtray with sticking marks. Under the gloomy sun, it is slowly swaying with color, and it is frozen at this moment in Viliana.
It was past noon when the car drove out of Gatchenna, but just like when we arrived, there seemed to be no unnecessary words along the way.
On the road that should go straight, Chi Qiaoqi suddenly ordered the driver to turn left, as if on a whim, but there was no haste on his face.
Jian Yanzuo didn't ask or stop him, he didn't know exactly, but he knew deeply that that place would be the place he always wanted to go.
He is not a believer, but along the way, he has been fulfilling his vows.
The place where the car stopped was in front of a tile-style building whose exterior walls were entwined with vines. The white brick and red walls, transparent sunshade, and glass windows with different cuts were asymmetrical and coordinated.
There is no obvious sign anywhere, but Jian Yanzuo already knows where it is without any further thinking.
In fact, I should have thought it would be here, maybe, I just don't want to think about it.Or, if nothing had happened, six years ago tomorrow, he would have been here and heard "поздравляю" in unison.
Congratulations.
They, including him, would never have imagined that the first time he stepped in, would be accompanied by such a painful and silent mood.
I really can't bear to use that phrase to make people fool people.
To Chi Qiaoqi's surprise, the decoration of this store has not changed in the past six years. Every place is the same as it was in her impression six years ago, whether it is clear or vague.
Tables, chairs, furnishings, everything is what it should be.It was completely different from the devastated Valiana in the morning.
Beside the wine rack, the shopkeeper with a mustache and a smile in his memory was changing the wine on display. When he saw them coming in, he seemed to snap his fingers inside like ordinary guests. Naturally, there was a waiter soon. Come up to entertain them, "Good afternoon, do you have a reservation?"
The same greeting is the same as the greeting when she first stepped into the store many years ago.
This sense of common sense of familiarity made Chi Qiaoqi hesitate for a long time, "I, I made a reservation here six years ago..."
It seems that at this point, the inquisitive eyes of the mustache shopkeeper greeted Chi Qiaoqi before he finished speaking. After a little scrutiny, he suddenly raised his voice and walked over here. The lines at the corners of his eyes stretched just right, " Little girl, it turned out to be you."
"Yes." Of course Chi Qiaoqi hoped that he could remember, but he was still a little surprised that he would remember, "Hello."
The smile of the mustache store manager was obviously from the heart, and he praised while talking and laughing, "I have a hunch that you will come back again, but you are obviously late."
After speaking, she turned slightly sideways, and gestured to the table by the window, "Is it still the seat you booked before?"
"Is it possible?" Chi Qiaoqi didn't have much hope at first, but he hesitated even more when he heard him say this, "Is my reservation still counting?"
"Of course others are not allowed." The mustache shop manager's smile was the same as it was six years ago, with a reassuring warmth in his slyness, "But little girl, I can still make an exception for you."
The table by the window seats six people. It is afternoon, and there is not strong sunlight covering the table and chairs, making it slightly warm.
The waiter walked over one step ahead of them and wanted to take away the extra tableware, but was stopped by the mustache store manager who shook his head lightly.
The young waiter had never seen such a serious expression on his store manager's face, it seemed like an instant.When he wanted to confirm again, the person who shook his head had already walked to the sunny table.
The reservations in the store have always been made in advance, and now the accident of an extra table is likely to disrupt the preparations of the back kitchen.
But the manager with the mustache had a persistent expression on his face, and it seemed that he had already made arrangements.
Maybe it's an acquaintance, the waiter thought.Because no matter the expression or the words, they are all so familiar.
The waiter followed the order to wake up the chef who was still resting, and when he went back to the front, he found that the fax machine in the shop, which had not been running for a long time, was working a little bit.
The fax machine has a very ordinary appearance, but it is very rare to read the text in front of it. It seems that it was the last one sent just now, so the text on the paper is easy to fall into the eyes.
The usual letter paper in the store is full of store names and dull prints. The text is typed on it with an old-fashioned typewriter. The ink is not very uniform, but it is still clear.
What was carried on the letter paper was a letter of apology, aimed at other guests who had made reservations for tonight, with very ordinary words and familiar signatures, but the content was something he had never seen before since he had been here for four years.
It was at this moment that the young waiter felt a little belated.
It turned out that it was so important.It is so important that you can discard everything before without hesitation.
Dinner was great.
Du Luowei was good at ordering food in the first place, not to mention that this was a combination that she had repeatedly considered.Whether it is the starter or the final dessert, they all seem to be so attentive.
This was originally an extremely joyful meeting for them.However, it has evolved into the present, where the two pay homage silently.
In the silence, Chi Qiaoqi heard Jian Yanzuo's extremely earnest voice, "Ke Ke, tell me, what happened six years ago?"
After such a long time and walking so far, he finally asked this question.
Six years ago, what the hell happened.The question is not a few words, but it contains too many answers that he needs to know.
Where did she go after the explosion?What did she want to say when she called him?Why hasn't she contacted him for six years?Why did he try everything to find her, but never caught a trace of her identity?If he wasn't lucky enough to find her, would he never see her again in this life?
Facing Jian Yanzuo's question, Chi Qiaoqi remained silent for a long time.
She knew that both he and herself clearly understood that this was the most real problem among them.
Like a thorn, stuck there.It may not feel present a lot of the time.But at certain moments, it sharply declares its existence.
At this moment, if it were someone else, they might shed tears and complain, and then in this most suitable environment for telling, tell him everything he doesn't know or know.
Tell him her difficulties, her grievances, her helplessness, her despair, everything about her.
This is the most appropriate occasion.
It started here six years ago and ends here six years later.Then start again, or start, or continue.
However, Chi Qiaoqi did not.
After a long silence, raising his head slightly, Jian Yanzuo was still waiting for her answer.
In the eyes, there are too complicated emotions.Or cherish, or endure, or persist.Or something else, she is no longer willing to read.
It is too tiring to remember, and it is too difficult to forget, but it seems much easier and easier not to mention it anymore.
In this way, it was the best choice for him and for them.At least, he won't just live in the abyss she used to face all day, nor will he spend the rest of his life carrying any emotion she doesn't want to see because of her answer.
Chi Qiaoqi lowered his head and took out a half-sized box from his bag.Put it on the table and gently push it to the left of Jian Yan.
"I wanted to give it to you later, so it's just right."
Jian Yanzuo picked it up slowly, the velvet felt very light, and she was slightly sweaty when holding it.
Open.Very small muffled sound, almost inaudible.But it seemed that at such a moment, an electric current flowed to the brain along the fingertip that touched the box.
Inside the box, on a dark blue velvet interlining, was a neatly ironed dark gray tie.
The three-dimensional lines spread gracefully like vines.
And the middle part of the tie rolled up, a faint neon blue, gradually diffused in the slightly damp air at this time.
A little bit, like paint, melts into the breath of this moment.
Such a pure color, like a teardrop.
The silk fabric used for this tie has been treasured by Chi Qiaoqi for many years, and he has never had the opportunity to use it on clothes.
When I first bought it, it was aimed at the uncomplicated but beautiful hidden flowers on it. In an old shop in Chinatown, it is said that it took many processes to present such scattered but three-dimensional lines.
It's just that the size of this piece of material is very embarrassing, it seems to be the last remaining corner of the cloth, more than two meters long, but less than half a meter wide.The main fabric of the clothes is too narrow, and the accessories on the clothes cannot reflect such a complete dark pattern.
So after I bought it back at the time, I kept it until now because I didn't know where to use it.
However, Chi Qiaoqi never thought that he would actually make a tie.I just feel that such a beautiful tie clip is a bit lonely on the interlining.
Therefore, it was finally successful when I disassembled several pieces of finished products that I bought and failed until there was really no extra fabric to carry on if I made a mistake again.
She took the iron and ironed every corner of it little by little, so careful and meticulous, for fear of losing the previous luck.
But these, in Chi Qiaoqi's opinion, were not as gorgeous as the hand-inlaid tourmaline.It blooms quietly in the bracket of the tie clip.No noise, no publicity, it simply seems to fill the whole world.
like his eyes.
This is the gift she wanted to give him six years ago, and now, it's really the right time.There is no need to explain or state, everything is silent in such a quiet blue.
Chi Qiaoqi loosened his unknowingly tense fingers, and faced Jian Yan with an infinitely tolerant expression, "Let's start over, okay?"
At that moment, the dim light in the shop was refracted in this small tourmaline several times, and finally fell into the already full eyes of the two people.
Such silence is indescribably beautiful.
Before leaving, Chi Qiaoqi accepted a friendly hug from the mustache shop owner.
After touching and releasing, her gentle voice was inaudible, "спасибо".
Thank you.
Such a simple two words do not need any extra notes or descriptions, they are enough.This is the way to treat people who are really grateful, the real attitude, which is better than all the long-winded passions.
(End of this chapter)
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