red dust under the lamp

Xie Yichen looked over Ning Jue's shoulders to look at her own wardrobe, which was big enough to cover one wall from winter to summer.

Ning Jue changed into two clothes, but Ji Jiyan didn't have any other decent clothes except the third one when she went out to deceive people.

Xie Yichen's gaze wandered among the clothes, and finally he chose a plaid wool coat.

Ning Jue wore it back and went back. There was only one woman in the Harvest Building. When Ning Jue came back, a man had just walked away with his trousers in his belt. He passed by her and kept staring at her. She took out a switchblade from her trouser pocket, and he Laughing dumbfounded, he shook his head and left.

It's not Ning Jue Gaojie, it's because she thinks she's very valuable, she's younger and more beautiful than that woman, she's still underage, it's a sought-after item, a product with unbalanced supply and demand, it's a seller's market.But once the waistband is untied, it will be untied again and again, and the value will gradually decline. When it reaches a certain age, it will be like a stock market crash, and it will be completely over.

She doesn't have too many desires, doesn't want to dress up her youth that has no place to rest, doesn't want to buy luxury goods to show herself, and doesn't have the idea of ​​catching men for the time being, so she doesn't untie her belt, and erects a chastity archway for herself first.

The woman was smoking in the house. As soon as Ning Jue went up to the second floor, she could smell the smell of miasma, body fluids, and inferior perfume. Strong bad smell.

But she didn't expect that this coat could hold the smell so much, so Xie Yichen said when he saw her the next day: "Smoking is not good for your health."

Ning Jue: "I don't smoke."

This is lying.

Then she suddenly realized that among the elegant fragrance from upstairs to downstairs in Xie's house, the smell she brought was as abrupt as pollution.

Xie Yichen is still discerning the smell, and seems to be planning to expose her non-smoking lie: "Then what is this smell?"

"Poor and sour." Ning Jue answered quickly, Xie Yichen paused, and shook his head: "Don't say that, just ask Aunt Shu to wash it for you. Zhang Li called and said he would come and bring some workers to install the elevator."

Tension is Secretary Zhang, Ning Jue realized.

The action was quick, and four or five men in blue uniforms entered the door with shoe covers on. Most of the workers Ning Jue saw were as embarrassed as the men in the Harvest Building. He had never seen such a man who only existed in the posters.

There are three floors in total, and the third floor is the rooftop. It was modified for a disabled person, and the original designer was brought in, and the sound was noisy.

Secretary Zhang was busy supervising the work, Aunt Shu assisted, Ning Jue was fine, pushed Xie Yichen out, walked to the grove, Xie Yichen looked back at her.

"What are you looking at? I won't throw you here."

"Yeah." Xie Yichen's expression was indifferent.

It had rained the night before, and the weather was still cool. The wind was cooler than the previous few days. Layers of autumn rain transitioned to winter. Ning Jue took off his plaid coat and hung it on Xie Yichen's shoulder.

The smell faded, but it still couldn't be ignored, Xie Yichen kept frowning: "I'm not cold."

"Put it on." Ning Jue didn't have much expression, but ignored Xie Yichen's protest.

In the past few days, in order to avoid the noise in the house, Ning Jue has been taking her walking in the woods or by the lake.With the lessons learned from the past, she no longer loosened the armrest of the wheelchair at random, but these days, it was always the same place, and even Aunt Shu knew where to find them to come back for dinner.

There were people coming and going by the lake, and when there were many people, Ning Jue would push them to the door of the house to let Xie Yichen avoid meeting acquaintances.

When I meet people, I say hello, ah, it’s Yichen, how pitiful, with legs like this... People don’t have any malicious intentions, most of them are sorry for the genius, but everyone is sorry, as if adding bricks to Xie Yichen’s heart and suffering, Squeeze her blood.

She has to be more pitiful, and people's regrets must be stronger to get what they want.

These are not Xie Yichen's thoughts, but Ning Jue's.

But she didn't know what Xie Yichen thought.

Avoiding people is not in line with Ms. Xie's original intention.Ms. Xie wants Xie Yichen to open the door and face the facts fearlessly. There is no benefit in hiding. People always say that there are many mouths, and no one can stop them. Everyone is not bad-hearted. Xie Yichen be stronger, no matter how strong a little……

But Ning Jue is an embarrassing child, she is not welcome, and she speaks bad words wherever she goes.Once three or more people get together and whisper, she thinks there is a bad word brewing among them. When they arrive in this neighborhood, passers-by will look down at Xie Yichen and say behind their backs that she is so beautiful, so young, so good-looking, such a pity... Ning Jue ignores them , and ended up avoiding them because it wasn't her in the wheelchair.

If it was her, Ning Jue, who was crippled, she would go to the streets to blackmail people with the gangsters she knew in the past, and she would extort thousands and hundreds of dollars.She's not decent, she's invulnerable.

To some extent, she protects Xie Yichen.Because of her guilt, she threw Xie Yichen a cripple in the cold wind. She brought Xie Yichen out.

So out of her own experience, she avoided everyone's attention for Xie Yichen.

Doing things is equivalent exchange, and this compensation is not enough.She approached Secretary Zhang the day before the elevator was completed and asked him for the key to the dance studio.

"Don't let Miss Xie dance, her body can't be bumped anymore."

"I know, I'm not stupid, it's mine."

"Ms. Xie means to let her forget about dancing, I can't give it to you."

"Then I'll talk to Ms. Xie." Ning Jue had a tough attitude and a soft voice, facing Secretary Zhang, who was a head taller than her, without even raising her head.

"I wonder why."

"Doesn't it make me want to go in even more when it's locked? Look, I take care of her. She eats on time and gets up on time every day, and goes out for a walk. I'm always more reliable." She assured herself that she didn't pat her chest, but it was still persuasive.

Secretary Zhang untied the key and handed it to her: "You know how to measure."

"I always thought you were listening to what Ms. Xie said." Ning Jue said.

"That's the way it is."

"Then you gave me the keys, but you didn't call Ms. Xie." Ning Jue smiled deliberately, "Are you concerned about Xie Yichen? Or are you just at work? One more thing is worse than one less thing?"

"Everyone is paid, and they each do their own thing. I don't want to change Ms. Xie's mind. I only received one order, which is not to let her commit suicide. My judgment is that she has been immersed in the world of dance. It is very likely that Li will not be able to think about it.”

"Then you are a good person." Ning Jue touched the key and put it in his pocket.

"I also want to get off work earlier, so it's easier to put on a lock. It's hard to change her mind. It involves something deep in my heart. I don't have the energy. I can only do what I can. You don't know, when a person My personal assistant means that my affairs are in a mess, and the worse my own affairs are, the better my work may be." Secretary Zhang pinched his brows, rubbed his face with his hands, and pinned the key on his trouser waist again , hide it with a jacket.

"What happened at home?" Ning Jue thought sharply.

"My wife is giving birth, and I'm not here." Secretary Zhang turned his head and stared at the worker testing the elevator, sighing faintly, "Then the labor was difficult, my mother was always thinking, she couldn't speak, the nurses and doctors were all there, she didn't say anything, Just shouting about protecting the child...My wife has given birth to a child and is half dead, and she mutters every day that she wants to divorce me...I don't even have time to divorce."

"Is the family in Pingdu?"

"Yes." He shook his head, as if something suddenly stuck in his mind, and he was anxious to shake it out.

"Then you still do this job?"

"I'm not like you. I can eat enough for one person and the whole family won't be hungry." Secretary Zhang patted her on the shoulder, "How about I do this..." He was silent for a long time, an employee and a temporary worker stood side by side, the elevator reached the first floor, Workers came out from inside, announcing the completion of the elevator installation.

Secretary Zhang straightened her back, pulled herself together, and began to pass cigarettes to the workers.

Ning Jue went out again, while Xie Yichen was shaking the wheelchair slowly left and right on the cement road in front of the door.

But as he was walking, a slipper fell off his foot. Ning Jue walked over to pick it up, and helped Xie Yichen's foot to put it on.

She tested Xie Yichen's reaction by pressing various acupuncture points on Xie Yichen's leg, but Xie Yichen just looked down at her.

"Actually, the doctor said that my inability to stand up is probably due to a psychological problem." Xie Yichen said suddenly.

Ning Jue was stunned: "You don't want to stand up?"

"Maybe I want to stand up too much..." Xie Yichen smiled wryly, and changed the subject, "I thought you forgot me again."

Ning Jue said: "The elevator is installed. I have something to do today. I'll leave early, and I'll come early tomorrow." She took off her coat and put it on her again regardless of Xie Yichen's expression.

"There's something in your pocket." She reminded her.

Xie Yichen reached into his pocket and pulled out a key. She froze for a moment, raised her head, and Ning Jue took the key.

Xie Yichen suddenly rushed forward recklessly: "Give me—"

Ning Jue resisted her tendency to rush forward with her knees, and stood the key in front of her.

The silver-white, small, jagged dance studio key is like a bewitching treasure.

Xie Yichen regained his composure: "What do you mean?"

"Wait for me tomorrow." She shook the key and put it in Xie Yichen's pocket again.

"If you open it yourself and fall over, I'll be fired."

"Then you take it away, I can't help it." Xie Yichen forced himself to take it out of his pocket.

"I think you are a bit stupid. I just said, you can't fall down. I didn't say that you can't go in and have a look. If you go in alone, you can feel more comfortable without me watching?"