downwind

"Jia Rui, we can go back and do it." Mu Ziyang tried hard to push him away, but was hugged even tighter.

"Mu Dao, I... want to stand with you once..." Xu Jiarui said.

"Okay, let's go back first, and we were found to have a bad influence."

Xu Jiarui let go of him, looked at his face, and remained silent.

They didn't do it in the end, and after going back to eat, Mu Ziyang said that there was something urgent and left.

Xu Jiarui returned to his small apartment again and lived alone.For the next few days, instead of answering the phone broker's calls, he just sat there, watching the TV and the gray sky, his mind blank.

The bank sent a message that all the balances were paid off, and he carefully transferred the money to other accounts one by one, and called them one by one.Finally, he called his family to express his condolences, telling them that everything was fine, and asked about his younger brother.Finding that everything was going well without twists and turns, he finally told them of his determination, saying that he would go back this year, bring some money home, set up a store, and not plan to stay in city b any longer, and everything would be fine.

He knows very well that love is not the whole of life.There are really people in this world who are willing to die and live for love, and Director Mu is one of them.When he met love and fell in love with such a person, he couldn't believe it at first, so he asked Mu Ziyang tentatively, and finally admitted that this feeling was just liking, but he still had family members...

Moreover, he didn't dare to take risks, he thought that he was not sure that he could make this person like him.Facing a relationship with no certainty and future, he would rather go back to his small county town, open a shop with peace of mind, and occasionally browse the entertainment news to see how the person he likes is doing, how he is doing, and what he has met people; occasionally, take the time to go to the cinema to watch the play he directed.

Here are all his thoughts...

The manager's phone kept ringing, Xu Jiarui answered helplessly, "Sister Wang?"

"Jia Rui, why did you answer the phone? What we have to do now is to answer the show!" Wang Chunhua finally waited for him to answer the phone, wishing to tell him all his thoughts, "Director Zhou is very optimistic about you, you call Give me a call and ask, don’t you want to act anymore?”

"I don't know how to act anymore." Xu Jiarui stood up and walked to the window, looking at the gray sky, "I will leave in a few months."

"Leaving? How is this possible? The company won't agree. First of all, "Party Struggle" is still being edited and produced in the later stage, and it's not yet time for release, and you haven't shown your face. After "Party Struggle" is released, you know you will suck it You're a fan, right? It's impossible for you to leave now. Even though you haven't signed a contract for a few years, the wooden guide is also helping you, but how can you do it like this..."

Xu Jiarui hung up the phone before Wang Chunhua finished speaking.

The sky lightened slightly, and gradually began to drizzle.Mu Ziyang woke up, got up and got out of bed, casually put on some clothes, and walked to the French window.

He lowered his head, rolled down the prayer beads in his hands, counted them carefully, and muttered something, then took them in his hands and went downstairs.

Mu Ziyang took a glass of water to drink, and put the things in his hands on the table casually.

He suddenly remembered many things.He didn't want to think about these things these years, and he didn't want to touch them.Every time he feels emotional, he will deliberately avoid it and count the rosary beads on the string of prayer beads, which can make him meditate and calm him down.But this prayer bead was prayed together with her, this is the introduction, but trying to rely on this introduction to forget those past events, I think it is unreliable.

He thought that they would always be together and live a good life.I went to the White Horse Temple that day, prayed to the Buddha, asked my heart, and made a wish. I thought everything would be fine, but things turned out to be bad.

The doorbell was remembered, Mu Ziyang came back to his senses, and went to open the door.

Xi Zhongnan, who was wearing a skirt, appeared outside the door with a smile and a bag hanging on his shoulder.

"Why are you here?" Mu Ziyang asked her unexpectedly, then turned sideways to let her in.

Xi Zhongnan put down the bag, opened it, took out a thick stack of materials and put them on the table, "I'm here to deliver the materials to you." She looked around again, and finally fixed her gaze on Mu Ziyang, "I haven't seen you in a few months , how do you feel that you have lost a lot of weight? Are you not living well?"

"I'm doing well," Mu Ziyang poured her a glass of water, "how are you? When..."

At this time, Xi Zhongnan noticed the string of things he had randomly placed on the table, and asked, "Do you still keep these things?"

"...Yes, I still keep it."

Xi Zhongnan smiled, picked it up slowly, and said, "Ziyang, put it down..."

Mu Ziyang looked at her pretty face and said nothing.

In the next few days, Xu Jiarui still went to that warehouse to move things, and rode around on a small battery at night.

In this sweet night, the street is still bustling and bright.The wind blows slowly, cool and comfortable.

If you don't have a destination, just drive slowly and don't think about anything.

At around nine o'clock, Xu Jiarui started his return journey and stopped at a supermarket.

He stopped the car at the corner of the street, went into the supermarket to buy something, and when he was sitting in the car about to drive, he accidentally saw a familiar figure among the people in suits and leather shoes not far away.

He suddenly stopped, trying to see if the person over there was Mu Ziyang.

He saw people swaying in the distance, but he still raised his spirits and talked to each other, saying goodbye, and finally patted each other on the shoulder and got into the car.That familiar figure walked very close to a man again, who smiled and put his arms around his waist, and whispered something in his ear.

The wind blew on Xu Jiarui's body, he didn't feel cool anymore, but rather cold.

He stayed still, then picked up his phone and pressed the call.

The phone rang for three seconds, and the person in the distance pushed the man away and answered the phone.

"Jia Rui?"

Xu Jiarui just stared at it without making a sound.

"Jia Rui?" The person on the other end of the phone called again in doubt.

Still got silence.

Mu Ziyang turned his head to look around, and saw Xu Jiarui riding on the small battery at a glance.

Xu Jiarui became flustered for some reason, immediately hung up the phone, and ran away on the maximum gear on the small battery.

He wasn't sure if Mu Ziyang was still looking at him, and he wasn't sure if something had dropped in his haste, so he could only run away recklessly.

After ten minutes' journey, he returned to the small apartment, put his things aside, then opened the window, gasping for breath, looking at the boundless night and the tall buildings in the distance.

He took a cigarette out and put it back.

Not long after, he sat back on the chair, took off the prayer beads on his hands, wrapped them in his palms, propped his head on his hands, and remained silent.