red dust under the lamp

One after another, this year has been like a mobile entertainment car, wherever you go, you can socialize wherever you go.Ms. Xie judged how to show embarrassment based on the people who came, and whether to stay for dinner. Even so, the room was full of people in the end.

Ning Jue helps in the kitchen. Even if she orders takeaway from the hotel, she has to serve it symbolically from the kitchen. She squats down and peels all kinds of nuts and picks them out. Ms. Xie is busy walking around, showing the hostess' skills, But after all, the ten fingers are not touched by Yang Chunshui, and Ning Jue still needs to do things.

So Ning Jue didn't see what kind of people came, Xie Yichen saw them all, but after all, he didn't grow up in Lianhua County, he was a bit born, and he came to wait for Ning Jue not long after, leaning against the door, Ning Jue bent With his back bent and his back turned to her, for some reason, he suddenly laughed: "What are you looking at?"

"I suddenly thought, Xu Liwen called you Wang Yu, you have the same name as a big brother who came here today." Xie Yichen gossips, Ning Jue glared at her, and giggled: "What if it's my dad...cough cough— —”

She was choked by the smoke, who knows, what if Ning Jue, a small animal in Lianhua County, is a wild species of a big brother?But at that time, she had never heard of any rampant black and evil forces, nor had she heard of any man named Wang Yu.The time is wrong, her mother who was trampled by thousands of people and who gave birth to her?She suddenly recalled the past, stared blankly at the leftovers for a while, tidied up in a hurry, wiped her hands, and helped Xie Yichen's wheelchair: "Don't talk nonsense."

The gate is open, welcoming guests warmly, and the vehicles in front of the gate are crowded together, but if you look carefully, it can be regarded as orderly.The sky in the west is gloomy and cold, and the northwest wind is blowing loudly, wishing to let people know that it is going to snow.Xie Yichen wrapped his scarf tightly, shrank his hands, and suddenly said back, but Ning Jue didn't say anything. The wheelchair had just turned a corner, and a group of gangsters came from nowhere.

Those who celebrate Chinese New Year, why are they running wild outside?Ning Jue asked intentionally.

"Happy New Year, beauty!"

"Happy New Year." Xie Yichen's voice was steady, as if greeting an acquaintance.

Ning Jue became uneasy, she subconsciously wanted to touch a knife.

Across the waist, always hidden, is a sharp and cold knife.

It is the foundation she relies on, and it is the dignity she has lived to this day.

Xie Yichen smiled in time: "Are you also Wang Yu's people? He is drinking at my house, won't he come in and sit around? It's cold over there."

When he heard Wang Yu, Ning Jue almost thought he was talking about himself, but soon realized that Xie Yichen was using that big brother whom he had never met to suppress these people.

Sure enough, the hooligans immediately restrained themselves, and the hands that were about to rush over to grab the wheelchair were also calm, and they pretended to cup their hands: "Gong Xi Fa Cai! All the best!"

Ning Jue nodded, and quickly walked into the room with Xie Yichen. Xie Yichen took off his gloves, Ning Jue leaned against the heater and quietly rubbed his hands and ears, his cheeks flushed slightly: "You really have a way."

Xie Yichen smiled, thinking about the incident when Ning Jue slapped Teacher Zhu twice in front of Director Xie's house that day, Ning Jue cried for some reason, it was the first time since we met for so long.

Still looking at Ning Jue, he suddenly turned his back.

Was it discovered?Xie Yichen relied on his open eyes and patted his numb legs softly. Ning Jue turned his back to her and rubbed his ears for a while.

The elders were still socializing, and their voices remained undiminished. The two of them listened quietly for a while, watching the big brother Wang Yu come out with a few younger brothers, Xie Yichen pointed it out to Ning Jue.

Through the glass window, one can see a somewhat fat middle-aged man, dressed in clean clothes, he doesn't look like a person on the road at all, he looks kind, like a person who sells sweet potatoes on the street in a warm charcoal fire.Ning Jue raised her chin with haughty eyes, blinked her eyes for a while, and watched him leave.

"It's not like...it seems to be a coincidence of the name." Xie Yichen was still wondering if he was Ning Jue's father.

Ning Jue had no hope in the first place, but she got annoyed by her kindly mocking tone, and threw the rotten thread in her hand at her: "It's not like I'm here to date relatives, what have I become!"

Sure enough, no, no matter how you look at it, Xie Yichen didn't know the connection between the name "Wang Yu" and "Ning Jue", and he just mentioned it as a joke, but Ning Jue took it personally.

Just for a moment, she really wanted to play a touching song of distress, and threw herself into the wind, wishing to recognize Wang Yu's blood on the spot, saying that she was his long-lost daughter... I really hope so, so, behind her back Relying on a big influence, she has finally anchored on the shore after years of wandering life. She is finally not a fake tiger, but also has the ability of her own family...

But these were all fantasies, and it wasn't true. When Wang Yu turned around, she couldn't find a trace of herself on this man's face.Even if her mother had a good eye for people many years ago, and indeed had some possible lingering relationship with Wang Yu...he would not be her father.

She should have given up a long time ago, but now that she is dying again, she calls herself cheap in her heart.

Xie Yichen didn't know where to poke her sore spot, lowered his eyebrows and poked his thigh with his finger, and neatly pressed two rows of finger prints on the trousers like a game, casually: "Just say it casually."

"Let's talk about it." Ning Jue said, not discussing this person again.

The entertainers were all gone, Mr. Li and Ms. Xie came to chat with Xie Yichen, and there was no place for Ning Jue in the air. Her original place was leaning against the shadow behind the wheelchair, with a bench, and she could occasionally pick up. To the snacks that Xie Yichen handed over.

Now she is a little bit of a gamble, and she is not angry. She just doesn't want to be as close as yesterday with Xie Yichen for a short time. Go to the side to digest for a while, and then the barrier will be eliminated, and the matter will be quickly forgotten.

But at this time, she didn't know where she was going to stand, and she had to move the bench to the corner of the room, put it at the door, and look out intently. When Mr. Li asked, he said that it seemed to be snowing , she waited to see the snow—hardened her head, the wind was blowing, her hands soon became frozen, and her thinking also froze.

What is she upsetting?Do you hate yourself for fantasizing for a moment?

It was still me who was angry, and I became weak for a moment.She came here by herself for more than ten years, precociously like a gifted child, she left her mother's embrace from the moment she could hold a spoon, and she was happy and strong until now, but why was she weak for a moment, just wanting to lie on a certain place? This place is shaded by a big tree, she just wants to hide in the greenhouse and watch others being blown by the wind and rain, while she grows softly and gracefully.

Why on earth would I feel so cheap that I shouldn't have.

Now she has a graceful body, but she can't see the flesh, only the thick muscles and bones. She is proud and dignified.

pride?decent?Speaking out will make people laugh to death, look at where she lives, look at the work she does, look at her education level, look at her conversation after leaving Xie's house...

As soon as you get weaker, these are gone.

Ning Jue breathed out the cold wind, and suddenly saw a person coming from the gate from a distance. He was wearing a black overcoat with the skirt open to reveal a beige sweater and a red and blue plaid scarf, striding in.

He stopped at the gate, winked at Ning Jue suddenly, and motioned her to go with a hook.

When she turned around and was about to tell Mr. Li, he immediately crossed his hands and waved his hands to signal no.But Ning Jue ignored him and said that Jiang Wang was here.

Jiang Wang came in helplessly. When passing by Ning Jue, he suddenly took out a pair of leather gloves for her, covered his movements with his clothes as if nothing had happened, and then walked in with big strides...the pause was only half a second, and it seemed that he hadn't stopped at all.

Walked up to Mr. Li, greeted each other, shook hands, and the people talking about business moved their positions.

Ning Jue held the glove, how could Jiang Wang understand this?Giving her gloves in a timely manner was premeditated?Prepared early?What are you sending her for?What does Xie Yichen have?

She raised her guard.

If she wasn't naturally vigilant, she must have been touched by this thoughtful gift.

But the emotion was short-lived. As soon as the people left, Xie Yichen poked his head and became curious: "When did he give it to you?"

"Who gave it to you?" Ning Jue asked intentionally, piled the gloves together, and suddenly figured out the mystery.

Xie Yichen said, "Just here, Jiang Wang."

"You've only met him once, and you still remember his name so clearly. The roses are really nice." Ning Jue said intentionally.

"That's a tulip—I don't care about it with you." Xie Yichen really turned his head to look at the withered flowers on the table, and stopped checking the things in her hands.

Ning Jue stretched out her finger, probed into the glove, pinched out a piece of paper, opened it, and read: Please help me pass the other piece of paper to Xie Yichen.Also, the gloves are for you, thank you for being a matchmaker.

It was premeditated.

There was also a piece of paper in the other glove, but it seemed to be sprayed with perfume. Xie Yichen, who was sensitive to smells, suddenly turned around and saw her spread out the letter paper: "Is it a love letter? Okay, you guys carry me..."

"It's for you." Ning Jue glanced at the content on the paper and handed it to Xie Yichen.

It was a clumsy poem written by myself.

thank you dust

Like the wind and like the clouds, walking a long fairy road

She is a light.

I am not like Xu Xian, but more like Fa Hai,

Break up irrelevant lovers.

But there is no Fahai in this world, only me——

Waiting among all beings...

waiting... waiting...

I hope that when she is in the fairy world and purds the world,

Give me a drop of nectar.

——Jiang Wangzhuo.

Xie Yichen folded the letter paper and put it on his knees: "It's someone who has seen my premiere."

"It's a conspiracy," Ning Jue commented harshly on Jiang Wang, "It would be nice to express your admiration earlier, and we must wait until we do business."

"You're speculating on the worst, it's too pessimistic." Xie Yichen poked her shoulder, pushed her from the door to the radiator, smoothed the folds of the cotton curtain, and turned back slowly, but tapped on the push ring with both hands superior.

"Chunxin is rippling, isn't it?" Ning Jue was speculating wildly again.

"He understands my white lady, he understands..." Xie Yichen fell into deep thought, and couldn't wait to take out the letter paper and read it again and again, his heart was revived, and he immediately opened the box to find a pen and paper to write a reply.

"What kind of reply? He expresses his admiration, what does it have to do with you? Aren't you already a fairy, and you still care about this?"

"No, no, dancers don't understand, those who act don't understand, those who rehearse dance don't understand, a person watching a dance drama understands, it's so rare, he understands..." Xie Yichen forced Ning Jue to take the box regardless When she got down, Ning Jue refused to move, so she struggled to reach it by herself, but she couldn't reach it. When she thought of the dance drama that had long since died, she suddenly had strength in her legs, supporting her to raise her hand, It's like stealing fire, like going to die generously to reach the box.

Ning Jue finally held her down, took it down and spread it out, and presented it in front of Xie Yichen.

What is Xie Yichen muttering to himself?Is it the excitement of Boya meeting his son?then what?Ning Jue couldn't help thinking about the relationship between a man and a woman, and Xie Yichen, who was like ashes, was born again.

There was a person in the ashes in her heart, and she suddenly saw herself watching the performance on the stage in the smoke.

She also understood, but Xie Yichen didn't like that, he just told her that she was like a white lady.

how?A woman is a white lady when she understands it, but a man is a bosom friend if she understands it?What's the point.

She couldn't understand, it was more confusing than the smoke, she watched Xie Yichen eager to respond to Jiang Wang's understanding, and several firecrackers rang in her mind, so noisy that she couldn't hear the sound clearly.

The stomach suddenly became sour, and the limbs also got into the wind. The heart and lungs suddenly became uncoordinated, and I couldn't breathe, and the heartbeat kept beating.

Is it jealousy?It's jealousy, she's jealous that Xie Yichen is understood by people like this, she's jealous that Xie Yichen can stick to one thing like this, and even got an unexpected result.

Is it jealousy?It's jealousy!She was burning with jealousy, jealous of Jiang Wang being easily recognized by Xie Yichen.

She was jealous of herself, she was actually an outsider, she could look at a man so coldly and easily bring Xie Yichen back to life.

Pooh!

Scumbag!

The resentment towards myself came back again, like the heavy snow falling outside at an unknown time.

Snapped--

She dropped the glove, as if in resentment, with a loud thud as it hit the ground.

Xie Yichen was surprised: "What's wrong? You hate Jiang Wang?"

"How can I hate someone? I don't hate him, why do I hate him? He is a good man, he is young and rich, there is nothing wrong with him except for his bad car, he is gentle and meticulous, and he can write poetry. Why do I hate him? "

"Then how did you fall—"

"Did I drop something?" Ning Jue was stunned, she suddenly came back to her senses, when did she throw the glove on the ground to vent her anger?

Shaking his head, he lowered his head and picked it up.

Xie Yichen was about to turn his head, when Ning Jue suddenly emphasized: "I hate him, and I have planned it for a long time."

"Why did you come here with your mouth open? What's wrong with you?" Xie Yichen frowned. The letter hadn't started writing yet, and the pen and ink were a little frozen. She unscrewed the ink bag and looked up at Ning Jue. He leaned against the wall and shook his head weakly: "I'm fine."

Should have been silent.

There was indeed a moment of silence.

Xie Yichen wrote halfway through the letter, and suddenly said: "Even if he has feelings for me, you shouldn't react like this. Isn't it good that someone understands me? You should be happy for me."

"Who are you to me? It's none of my business? I'm paid to do things. You can marry whomever you like, and tell me what you want." Ning Jue turned her back to look at the snow, the snow was falling heavily, and the world was white .

"You can't speak well." Xie Yichen knew that Ning Jue had always been a stubborn person, so he shook his head and didn't care.

"I am telling the truth."

"If you're stubborn, I won't tell you." Xie Yichen folded up the letter paper and sniffed the ink in it. Because it was written with a pen, it couldn't be stained with perfume, so the smell didn't match Jiang Wang's poem.

"So what if you don't tell me? It's the same if I have me or not." Ning Jue had tried to smooth out the edges and corners in his words, but it was still bumpy when he said it.

"What's the matter with you?" Xie Yichen frowned, put down the letter and walked towards Ning Jue, pulling her sleeve, asking her to turn around and talk face to face.

"Not really, have you finished writing your reply letter? Do you want me to be a matchmaker and send it back?" Ning Jue tried her best to keep her tone down. She didn't want to show her jealousy like this again.

"Who says you are a matchmaker? If they don't mean it." Xie Yichen tried to coax her, but she suddenly showed the previous piece of paper: "You still say you are not a matchmaker? He said it himself, so you can speak for him. If you don't go through the door, then--"

The accusation was unreasonable, she stopped talking, lowered her head and took the letter from the table and put it in her glove: "I'll give it to him later."

She wanted to go out, but Xie Yichen firmly stopped her, blocked the door with his body and wheelchair, and raised his head firmly: "Ning Wangyu, what exactly do you want?"