Stardust

Chapter 10 I am staring at you wearing a mask and singing with a smile (1)
【One】

On the eve of the Spring Festival, an unprecedented heavy snow fell. The white snowflakes covered the colorful city and brought a short period of peace to this extremely noisy city.

However, in Ji Moqing's eyes, it was the calm before the storm.

Just now Wen Zichen said on the phone that she would come right away, but it has been a long time, she has been standing on the balcony looking down, there is nothing but a vast expanse of whiteness.

Waited for too long, until she no longer knew when it was.

Slowly, a familiar car drove up from afar and stopped downstairs. The door opened and two people came out—a boy and a girl.

A few minutes later, they were already standing in the living room of Ji Moqing's house.

Ji Moqing looked at them, her gaze gradually narrowed, "Zi Chen, why are you..."

"I asked him to bring me here. I have something to tell you." Guo Xiaoya looked at her nervously, "It's about the drama."

When she heard it, her tone became tense, "What's the matter?"

"Let me participate too, I want to help you!"

Ji Moqing shook her head and refused, "Not good."

"why?"

Ji Moqing sucked in a cold voice, her eyes gleamed with worry, "I don't want you to be involved, this is just my business, is there any benefit for you to get involved?"

"I……"

"What I want to do, it's a good thing that fewer people know about it, so..."

"Ji Moqing!" Guo Xiaoya became angry, and her eye circles turned red immediately: "Don't think that I will listen to you if you say so, how can you survive such a heavy past alone..."

"Just like this." What is heavy is the past, not the present, nor the future.

"Never regarded me as a friend. In the past few years when you disappeared, you never thought of contacting me. You didn't even tell me what happened. I didn't know until you appeared again. What kind of friend are you like this? ?” Guo Xiaoya called her faceless, with tears rolling down her face, “What kind of friend are you after all…”

Ji Moqing was speechless, and her indifferent eyes gradually deepened, "The most important friend, because it is important, so you should protect it well, as long as you still have enough ability, protect it well."

"I'm glad you still think like this. If you don't need my help, then you shouldn't have asked Wen Zichen to tell me who you are from the beginning. Isn't it superfluous?"

She is blaming her.

It was as if countless sharp knives were slashing across her chest, but not a single drop of blood flowed out. Ji Moqing's voice suddenly became very soft, "You won't blame me for using you, Xiao Ya?"

"I won't blame you."

"Since you won't, then you stay."

The blood flowed out, warming the heart that had been icy all along, so at this moment, the heart beat again, beating like a rebirth.

"Mo Qing, there is one thing I want to tell you." Wen Zichen's clear voice broke the silence for a moment.

Ji Moqing shook her head, "You don't need to tell me, just go about your own business."

Wen Zichen nodded, turned around and walked to the door, then turned around again, "Guo Xiaoya, before I come back, please take good care of her."

Guo Xiaoya, who was already teary-eyed, nodded vigorously, "Leave it to me!"

"Go early and return early."

Card wipe, card wipe.

The door opened and the door closed again.

When will we meet next time?

【two】

Guo Xiaoya didn't go home during the Spring Festival, and couldn't live in the school dormitory, so she lived with Ji Moqing temporarily, but also became Ji Moqing's exclusive nanny, no matter Ji Moqing's time for getting up, breakfast, or going to bed at night was strictly stipulated Yes, it's really worse than Wen Zichen.

On the morning of the Spring Festival, Guo Xiaoya went out to buy things, and Ji Moqing temporarily had free time, sitting on the sofa in the living room with a warm cup of coffee, the notebook on her lap, and staring at the screen intently.

I finished the first draft of the play at midnight yesterday, and I haven't fallen asleep for a long time. I have already made an appointment with Ye Jing on the first day of the new semester, and what I have to do now is to revise the draft again.

Ding-dong-

Doorbell rang.

Guo Xiaoya did not bring the key with her when she went out. Ji Moqing took a sip of coffee and did not intend to open the door.

Ding dong, ding dong.

The doorbell rang again, mixed with shouts, "Qingqing, open the door, Qingqing, open the door."

Her hands froze, and she quickly put the notebook aside to open the door. Beixi was the only one who would call her "Qingqing" in the whole world.

Bei Xi rushed in the moment the door opened with a lot of things in her arms, piled all the things on the table and began to gasp, "Qingqing, I...I..."

"Let's calm down." About closing the door, Ji Moqing looked at him suspiciously in the seat he was sitting just now, "What are you doing here at this time? Are you moving? You didn't..."

Bei Xi raised his hand, "It's not like you don't know where my parents are. I'm bored by myself, so I bought a lot of things and came to your house to accompany you."

"That sounds nice." Ji Moqing said lightly, "Let me accompany you."

Bei Xi smiled shyly, "They all mean the same thing, don't they?"

Ji Moqing stopped talking, and shifted her eyes to the notebook again. Suddenly she seemed to see something, closed the notebook with a "snap", and threw it aside.

Bei Xilian tidied up a bunch of things, and asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you? Did the play not go well?"

"No."

"That's good. You should be happy during the holidays today, and don't think about those unhappy things." Bei Xi smiled and tidied up everything, and then asked: "Qingqing, can I ask you a question?" question."

"what?"

"Why do you write a story like "The Farthest Distance in the World"?"

Ji Moqing didn't seem to understand, she stared at him blankly, "What did you say?"

"Why do you want to write such a story? It's so dark, Qingqing, do you think so?"

I hear you clearly...

Ji Moqing smiled faintly at him, "Bei Xi, why do you ask such a question?"

"I seem to know something..." Bei Xi looked at her hesitantly, before hesitating to speak: "If I'm not mistaken, there will be a follow-up to that story..."

With the sound of rustling clothes rubbing against the sofa, Bei Xi looked at Ji Moqing who slowly stood up from the sofa, her face was as cold as ice, and she didn't look at him.

It's quiet now.

After Bei Xi said these words, the living room became completely silent, there was no sound at all, so quiet that even the sound of breathing between each other could be heard clearly.

In the quartz clock hanging on the wall, the second hand moves second by second, making a crisp and rhythmic sound.

After a long time, Ji Moqing looked at him, with unknown emotions in her eyes, "Bei Xi, everyone has their own story, and there are things they don't want others to know, aren't you the same?"

Bei Xi's hands froze immediately.

Everyone has their own story, and there are things that they don't want others to know.

In fact, he understood this point very clearly.

Just, because of this, he really wanted to know about her, and why she wrote such a story—full of sadness, full of despair, full of betrayal, full of darkness, "The Farthest Distance in the World" ".

Qingqing, is this your story?
Is that person the one you love?

If not, why would you write something like this?
Every night when I look up at the sky, my heart passes through a little bit of starry sky, and my thoughts of missing you turn into stardust.

Every figure of a tall and thin boy who passed by my eyes would doubt whether that person could be you.

Every name written on the white paper is the name branded in my heart, and every stroke and every stroke is the endless love.

Every breath is you, every look is you, every movement is you, every step is you, every part of each is you.

- the furthest distance in the world
【three】

New Year's Eve.

Wanjia is brightly lit.

Ji Moqing sat on the edge of the balcony and looked far, far away. She drank a little wine during dinner, and her face, which had always been pale, turned red, a bit charming and beautiful.

The phone rang suddenly, and the word "Zichen" on the screen kept jumping. When the polyphonic ring rang for the second time, after she pressed the answer button and the speaker button, she heard Wen Zichen's concern. the sound of.

"Mo Qing, have you had dinner yet?"

"I've eaten." Yi replied in a calm tone.

"Did you miss me these days?"

"No."

"Ah..." The person on the other end of the phone seemed disappointed.

Ji Moqing frowned slightly, "When are you coming back?"

"I don't know, I can't say for sure, maybe I will stay a little longer."

"Oh."

A moment of silence.

"You'll see me soon, it won't be long."

"how."

"If you want to see me now, I will appear right before your eyes."

Ji Moqing laughed out loud.

"Don't believe it?"

"Of course I don't believe it. Will your family let you back so soon? You are the young owner of a big consortium. Can your family allow you to continue..." Ji Moqing paused for a few seconds, the smile on his face was no longer visible, " Now this time should be the busiest, so don't lie to me."

After she said this, Wen Zichen on the other end of the phone didn't speak for a long time.

"I'm hanging up." As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Moqing immediately hung up the phone, jumped off the balcony, turned around and saw Bei Xi who was walking towards him, "When are you going back?"

"Hey, why are you driving me back so soon?" Bei Xi stopped and leaned against the wall, her handsome face was smiling, and her blue eyes were full of her, "Qingqing, you don't seem to be It's like I'm here so much."

Ji Moqing shook her head, "The temple here is too small to accommodate a big Buddha like you!" She imitated his tone and said to him, because after drinking, her eyes were shining when she looked at him, and the lips on her lips The smile is extraordinarily beautiful.

He had never seen Ji Moqing like this before. Bei Xi was stunned for a moment, then looked at her red cheeks, and said in a low and gentle tone: "You can't drink, you still drink, you are drunk, go to rest Bar."

Bei Xi walked over to help her, but unexpectedly she shook off his hand, her usual faint voice rang in her ears, "Bei Xi, I'm not drunk, you don't need to help me."

I don't understand why you always pretend not to know...

I don't understand why you always shut out other people's concern for you...

I don't understand, what are you doing, what are you thinking...

It was too quiet at night, but someone still broke the silence of this moment.

Ji Moqing did not expect that Wen Zichen would call her in the middle of the night, nor did he expect that he would ask her to come out alone at this time, which would have been impossible in the past.

Because I live in an apartment in the community, the street lights on the street are on 24 hours a day, so I can't see the road clearly at night. According to what Wen Zichen said on the phone, Ji Moqing came under the biggest tree in the community .

Suddenly, unexpectedly, all the street lights in the community went out, and there was no light for a moment.

Ji Moqing stood where she was, feeling flustered, completely unaware of what was going on now.

Suddenly.

There was a bright light in front of my eyes.

Red, yellow, green, blue, purple, and seven-color lanterns light up the largest tree above the head.

"Are you scared?"

Ji Moqing followed the sound, only to see Wen Zichen coming out from behind the tree, with a soft smile on her face, as if she didn't quite believe what she saw, she blinked again, but nothing happened to what she saw change.

"I am here."

It was like a farce, two days ago, he left her; two days later, he appeared in front of her eyes; he disappeared from her side in just two days, making Ji Moqing think that he never left at all.

bang——

A cluster of fireworks rose into the sky and bloomed.

bang——

Another cluster of red fireworks burst into smiling faces in the sky.

Every time Wen Zichen took a step, a cluster of fireworks rose into the sky, and then bloomed, as if his footsteps stepped on one of the fireworks, which was full of rhythm, blooming one by one.

three.

His eyes were fixed on her, and his footsteps moved forward slowly and rhythmically. The colored light bulbs hanging high on the tree behind him printed her cheeks red.

two.

Her heartbeat was beating quietly in her chest, and Wen Zichen's handsome figure in her eyes was getting closer and closer.

One.

The last second of this year ended with her slight breath.

zero.

On the first day of the new year, Wen Zichen walked up to her and held her cold hand: "I haven't seen you for a year, how are you doing?"

Ji Moqing withdrew her hand without saying a word, Wen Zichen was taken aback, and before she could figure out why, her body was already hugged by her, and her head lightly rested on his shoulder, "Thank you, so you Still here."

It turns out that between two people, two days represent a year of reincarnation.

Balcony side.

Holding the wine glass, Bei Xi lowered her head to look at the huge tree in the neighborhood lit up by colorful lights, and at the two people standing there motionless, her eyes tightened again and again.

He suddenly turned around and found Guo Xiaoya who was hiding behind a tree in the community. She also seemed to be looking at that particularly conspicuous place, her gaze was the same as his just now, tight and tight, and she even faintly carried Mo Ming's sadness.

Another such a fool.

[Four]

In the early morning of the first day of junior high school, Wen Zichen left on the earliest plane.

The weather is exceptionally good, warm sunshine, clear blue sky, pure white clouds, not as gentle as the cold wind in winter. With such good weather, does spring come early in the new year?
"There are such good people around, why don't you cherish them?"

Ji Moqing looked at the sky, as if she didn't hear what Guo Xiaoya asked her.

"Since then, he has been by your side like this. After so long, haven't you discovered his intentions?" Guo Xiaoya stood beside her, as if telling a long-ago story, "Give up everything, Abandoning the honorable status as the quasi-heir of a large consortium, giving up the opportunity to continue studying abroad, and devoting all my time to you, isn't it a million times better than the person who fell in love with someone else? "

"I don't love him." Ji Moqing replied flatly, turned and walked away without even blinking.

"Because of you, he even came back on the last flight on New Year's Eve..."

Ji Moqing stopped in her tracks and turned her head, looking through her, "Did you see it yesterday?" It wasn't a question but a question. Last night, she vaguely felt that someone was following her all the time, but she didn't know who was hiding behind her is her.

Looking at her sharp eyes, Guo Xiaoya's heart suddenly turned cold - she didn't know the person in front of her.

Put on a hard shell, lock yourself in your own world, can't see the people around you, can't you see yourself?

"You've changed." Guo Xiaoya's voice was extraordinarily sad, and she looked at Ji Moqing with tears in her eyes.

As if unwilling to see her tears, Ji Moqing closed her eyes, without a trace of emotion in her voice, "So you just realized now that I am no longer the person you knew..."

Not the little girl who begs for money because she has no money...

Not that little girl who makes everything pitiful...

Not the crying little girl who watched her mother die...

But now this one—a talented and beautiful writer of the new generation, the youngest gold medalist in the No.20 Youth Popular Literature Contest, and Ji Moqing, the most talented and popular literary queen in the contemporary era.

The day I made an appointment with Ye Jing was on the evening of the sixth day, and the place of appointment was changed from the chairman's office to the chairman's home, but the reason was just to invite her to dinner.

Six pm.

Before leaving, Ji Moqing called Wen Zichen, and after only one ring, the phone was connected.

"Now I'm going there."

"..." There was silence at first.

Ji Moqing said again: "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

"Today... just find a chance to push it down, and I will accompany you when I go back."

"No, I can. I'm already ready to meet them. Don't worry."

"..." Wen Zichen fell silent again.

"When will you come back?"

"The flight ticket has been booked, and it will be at ten o'clock tomorrow morning."

"So fast?" Ji Moqing asked in surprise, "Is there nothing else to do? Didn't you always have to wait until after the Lantern Festival to come back?"

"Well, there are not so many banquets to attend this year..."

"Then you have a good rest today, and I will pick you up at the airport tomorrow."

Wen Zichen refused, "No need, you have a good rest, and you have to protect yourself when you get there, I'm going to die."

I wanted to say something more, but he hung up the phone first. It was the first time he hung up the phone first. Ji Moqing sighed and put the phone in his pocket, took all the things he had prepared, and walked to the door When he said softly, "I'm leaving."

Who are you talking about?

In the next second, Ji Moqing had already walked out of the living room.

【Fives】

When we were about to reach our destination, there was light rain in the dark sky.

The continuous drizzle fell on her hair, clothes, or face, and the gentle touch reminded her of the night when she came here last time, and it was almost the same as now.

"Ji Moqing."

Ji Moqing turned around in response.

"It's really you." Chu Xiaoyi smiled gently and was very polite, "So you also want to come to Uncle Su's house?"

Ji Moqing nodded, turned her head to look at the villa in front of her, and said with a little disdain in her tone, "Uncle Su? It seems that your relationship is as good as ever!"

"What?" Looking at her expressionless but beautiful face, Chu Xiaoyi's eyes were completely at a loss, her mind was filled with fog, and she couldn't get to the bottom of her true intentions, so she walked to the front of the villa and pressed the doorbell.

The doorbell rang once and opened, and it was Su Manlei who opened the door.

"You're here." Su Manlei saw Chu Xiaoyi first, and pulled his arm with a smile on her face, "I'm preparing for dinner, come in quickly!"

At this moment, Ji Moqing also came to the door.

Seeing that it was her, the expression on Su Manlei's face immediately changed, she took Chu Xiaoyi's hand and walked inside, while calling, "Mom, your distinguished guest is here."

In just a few seconds, Ye Jing walked across the living room and walked to Ji Moqing, with a smile on her face, she took Ji Moqing's hand affectionately, "Come on, I've been waiting for you for a long time, let's eat first , we will talk after dinner."

"The visitor is a guest, come in quickly." Su Xun put down the newspaper in his hand, and said lovingly.

The breath that is connected with fate is all gathered together, mixed with the air of the place where she is, your breath, his breath, and her breath are all fused together.

Can you tell the difference?

"I've heard of your name in some literary magazines, and I've seen your works and real-life photos. It's a well-deserved reputation. You have achieved such an achievement at a young age. Your parents should be very pleased!" Su Xun Watching her smile heartily.

No matter how you look at it, it's such a fake smile.

(End of this chapter)