red dust under the lamp

Ning Jue was supposed to be off on Saturday, and this was the first time she had taken care of Xie Yichen in over a month.Xie Yichen forced himself to witness others, accompanied by Secretary Zhang.

She borrowed Xie Yichen's thin noodles to play for a long time, but she didn't forget Xie Yichen. She went back to Xie Yichen's house to meet Xie Yichen, and briefly said where she was going that day and who was there.Xie Yichen didn't show any expression when he heard anyone's name. It was only when Ning Jue said what she said to Li Juanjuan at the end that his eyebrows moved, his eyes lowered, and he blamed her in a low voice after a while: "I don't think so."

Ning Jue smiled: "Understood, I won't talk about it next time, I will smooth out the lumps around you for you, you should thank me soon."

"Didn't Xu Xian fancy you? Don't you seize the opportunity?" Xie Yichen suddenly stepped in for her.

Ning Jue didn't take it seriously: "There are many men who are interested in me, and I show good looks to everyone? Xie Yichen, I'm not yet eighteen this year, so don't worry about it."

Xie Yichen suddenly remembered that Ning Jue was three years younger than her.But Ning Jue always grows savagely, no matter how thin she is, she still grows on the outside. It's not her, she is 19 years old, and she is still in the greenhouse, looking for life after a little setback.

She laughed at herself and turned her head. Although she didn't think that she was seeking death for no reason, she still insisted on something. Although she retreated step by step and compromised step by step, some things cannot be retreated. In her heart There are many.

Secretary Zhang happened to be there, facing Xie Yichen with a firm face and a gentle voice, looking back at Ning Jue, he sighed to himself.

Ning Jue really asked a few more questions before, knowing the difficulties in Secretary Zhang's family, so he asked casually, "How is your family going?"

"What else is there? It's about the children at home. Tomorrow is Sunday, which is supposed to be a vacation..."

"Oh." Ning Jue didn't feel that it had anything to do with him at that time.

Secretary Zhang had an idea: "Why don't you take Ms. Xie tomorrow, anyway, the driver will pick you up, you'll be fine as usual, Ms. Xie will also come, the big thing is to take care of Ms. Xie's body..."

Ning Jue: "You're really busy, so it's fine if I go, do you want to buy a ticket?"

Zhang Li laughed loudly: "Why don't you have a ticket? You are going through the employee aisle, and the car has a pass. You can pass through the backstage, and you will know when you go."

Ning Jue pursed her lips, as if she spent a little more time digesting the knowledge she didn't have, then brushed her hair up, and that was it.

Her rest day disappeared for no reason. When she got up early in the morning, she deliberately changed into clean clothes, a shirt with puff sleeves that could be easily rolled up and tied in the waistband, her blue-gray trousers were well-cut, and her hair was specially designed. Tied up, she looks like a schoolgirl.

This dress is usually worn on special occasions, as for when, in short, it is definitely not the time to watch old friends dance with Xie Yichen.

The show was at nine o'clock in the morning, and there was no traffic jam in the city at that time, so at eight o'clock, the driver pulled up to the door, honked the horn, and came in from the outside. Ning Jue was eating breakfast.

"It's you—I haven't seen you again. I didn't expect you to come here to make a living. Thanks to you that time, you must come to my house for dinner tonight." There was a long scar on the driver's arm, and his face was still thin and energetic. Yes, she shook Ning Jue's hand gratefully several times.

At the beginning, he and Xie Yichen were in the same car, and Ning Jue dragged them out without discrimination. The driver's consciousness was better than Xie Yichen's, so he remembered what she looked like.Ning Jue was only fifteen at that time, half a year had passed in a blink of an eye, and neither of them had changed much.

After being busy for a while, Ning Jue was curious: "Ms. Xie isn't coming back here?"

"She was still chatting with that secretary, saying that she would take that car there and asked us to wait for her to meet at the entrance."

In the end, Ms. Xie was waiting for them.

The car drove towards the activity center with a magnificent glass exterior wall, bypassed the security guards on duty, and arrived in front of a rear bumper.The driver showed his pass, and the car bumped on the three or four speed bumps. Xie Yichen opened his eyes, and Ning Jue replied in a timely manner: "We're here, sleep on and the show will be over."

Xie Yichen fell asleep as soon as he got in the car, his head was tilted, and he was resting on Ning Jue's shoulder in a drowsy state, as if he was resisting going to the performance. The psychological emotions directly affected the physical body, and she was born with an unspeakable sensitivity. , The things in the heart quickly emerge, letting the body be manipulated by the mood, which is irresistible.

Ms. Xie was waiting at the entrance, alone, wearing sunglasses to block the sun, only to see two black and white people approaching, one sitting and the other walking.

Ms. Xie took Xie Yichen from Ning Jue. Ning Jue deliberately let go of the hand a little later at the moment when the two handed over, trying to see her own image in Ms. Xie's eyes, but not only could she not see clearly through the sunglasses, but Ms. Xie pinned her sunglasses lightly on her collar, and didn't look at her—he just didn't know her, and didn't remember her.

"Just wait here, and I'll take her out when the performance is over," Ms. Xie said.

Ning Jue didn't say anything. Although she came to watch the show, she didn't have to watch it, so she was not at a loss.

The weather was neither cold nor hot, and chatting with the driver outside was not boring. She didn't say anything, and turned around, Xie Yichen suddenly turned back and said, "Ning Jue."

"Ah?" Ning Jue didn't look back, she reacted very quickly, and immediately searched for something that accidentally fell on her body, and searched all four pockets. Almost instantly, she turned her face slightly: "What fell on the car?" ?I'll get it."

"You can go in with me, my aunt is sometimes inconvenient." Xie Yichen said, even though he said so, he raised his head slightly to ask her aunt's opinion, and after getting affirmation, he waved in Ning Jue's direction.

Ning Jue raised her eyebrows slightly, not quite sure what Xie Yichen was going to do and why he brought her in.

She considers herself rather annoying, does not do much in Xie's house, earns a high salary for doing nothing, and looks indifferent to her clients.Xie Yichen coughed, so she covered her mouth and nose and stayed away. Apart from taking a walk, she ate, read some miscellaneous books, chatted with Xie Yichen, and never spoke politely to Xie Yichen. She believed that if someone changed, she would definitely Amoy to go to the garbage market.

Accompanied by her side, she lowered her head and pretended to be dumb. The corridor under her feet was made of red and black checkered bricks. She walked along the grid with her head bowed in silence, occasionally stopping to hear people chatting.

"Yichen is here, ah, we are all thinking about you, you look good..."

"Xiao Xie is in good health? You still miss the dance troupe, it's really good..."

Xie Yichen, Ms. Xie, and Ning Jue passed through the gossip all the way, and finally arrived at the guest seat. There were rows of red velvet chairs. The venue was empty, and the audience had not yet entered.The huge curtain was drawn heavily, and only half of the lights were turned on in the arena.

The footsteps are empty, the wheels of the wheelchair run over the ground, the footsteps are slow and crisp, and echo faintly.After crossing the stage and arriving at the seat, the unit arranged for Xie Yichen next to the most conspicuous position, so that all the dancers could see her immediately and see her applauding in the first row.

Suddenly a face appeared from behind the scenes, and a young girl called softly, "Mr. Xie, Mr. Li is calling for you."

Ms. Xie let go of the pushing hand: "Okay, right away."

Ning Jue picked up Xie Yichen, and Xie Yichen held her wrist with his backhand, making her stop on the spot.

Ms. Xie said she was going to take a look backstage, and they walked out. When there were only the two of them left, Xie Yichen begged, "I want to sit on the seat and hide the wheelchair."

"Then you sit still." Ning Jue bent down, put his right arm around her knee, and picked up Xie Yichen horizontally.

There is no place for Ning Jue here, so Ning Jue will leave when the first row of prominent figures enter the arena one after another.She crossed her arms and found a random place to sit down temporarily. Xie Yichen put his hands on his knees and clenched his fists: "Today, I want to see Li Juanjuan's performance."

"How do you describe yourself as an old leader?"

"I want to figure it out. I can't stand up. If she is doing well, I will let go."

I don't know how long it took Xie Yichen to say these words. Ning Jue was surprised by the change in her attitude, but she didn't show it on her face. She just nodded: "Well, we'll wait and see."

"Don't go far, okay?"

"I'll come pick you up after the show."

It was said that the performance was over, but there was room for drilling in the long passageway behind the audience, and there was a small closed window in the corridor next to the smoking room. Ning Jue took off a small yellow pin from her body, pried open the small lock, and blew away the dust. Open the window, and you can see most of the stage from the small grid.

The people surrounding Xie Yichen were all well-dressed, but these were just spectators.

As soon as the lights went out, the stage lit up, and Xie Yichen dimmed in his vision.The man who came out of the smoking room saw her peeking here and wanted to say something, but Ning Jue turned around and said, "Do you have any cigarettes?"

Lighting a cigarette, he leaned against the window with his body. Ning Jue didn't care what happened on the stage. He took a cigarette from his pocket and took out the advertising paper he picked up casually before to read. The roar of the music made his body tremble. Enter the smoking room and look around: "Be careful, you've been spotted."

Ning Jue was very knowledgeable about being caught and caught, so he took a few puffs and flicked the ash off the windowsill: "How much is a ticket here?"

"You don't have a ticket, how did you get in?"

"Slip the door and pick the lock." Ning Jue smiled subtly, quickly finished smoking a whole cigarette, and wringed out the butt in the smoking room.

Open the window again, after a long preparation, the white lady has appeared on the stage.