red dust under the lamp

Xie Yichen was sitting at the dining table watching the meal, and Ning Jue was opposite her.

Ning Jue took one life at a time, in fact, his expression showed a kind of rebelliousness, but he hid it, he couldn't see reconciliation, he couldn't see reluctance, there was a smile on his face, but he also seemed insincere, Xie Yichen After sizing her up, he finally moved his chopsticks. By this time, Ning Jue was almost full.

She ate green vegetables and bean sprouts slowly, and ate all the vegetables that thrived, so that her legs would glow with vitality like green leafy vegetables in the dark. She chewed slowly, not in the mood to eat delicious food.

Her heart was still heavy, and she was still wondering what Ning Jue meant.

The girl named Jue doesn't look like the rosy clouds, flowers, show, and vulgarity that were all over the mountains and plains at that time, nor is it unpopular like Ruo Nan Sheng Nan Zhao Di. The girl named Jue sounds like she is loved all the time. She should be the same as Xie Yichen, so she paid attention to Ning Jue's name at first, and then, built up all the impressions of Ning Jue on the name, and remembered him for ten years - she felt that she owed Ning Jue Jue's.

But the fate of the world, whether you owe it or not, seems to be doing business with God, a bit arrogant, so she didn't say this word, but put soft steamed meat in the bottom of Ning Jue's empty bowl, Ning Jue covered his face: "If I can't eat today, can I take it back to my friend?"

"En." Xie Yichen nodded.

There were only these three people in the house. Aunt Shu left a portion in the kitchen and sat there to eat. Ning Jue could tell from this behavior, but the food was very good, and she would not stop eating it. Seeing Xie Yichen's intentional gesture of favor, she had to make an inch of it. Xie Yichen acquiesced, and Ning Jue's attitude towards Xie Yichen changed, and he restrained himself very much, and only picked some vegetable leaves.

Xie Yichen was waiting for her help on the first floor at that time. It is said that an elevator will be installed at that time to make it easier for Xie Yichen to go up and down.Now I can only ask Ning Jue to hug her. She is not heavy, and neither is the wheelchair. Ning Jue sends her back to the room twice.

A little weak and weak.

She went upstairs, and Ning Jue helped her change into a nightgown that was easy to put on and take off, so she could wash up by herself.There was nothing to say along the way, Xie Yichen glanced at the dishes Ning Jue had mentioned to his friends, a stir-fried green vegetable and a stir-fried bean sprouts, hanging on the stairs.

It looks like Ning Jue is leaving.

Xie Yichen let out a long breath: "When will you come tomorrow?"

It's not about thinking about it, it's about fixing the time so as not to embarrass myself.

Ning Jue said: "When it's time to come, I'll come, don't worry."

But the next day Ning Jue came at five o'clock in the morning, and Aunt Shu was making wontons.

Xie Yichen just got up and got used to stretching her body to practice dancing. However, when she woke up, half of her body was out of her control. She woke up and lay on her back. Time, now, she's a cripple—she repeats, she's already crippled.

Then she got up, and when she was fully awake she began to struggle to change herself, sweating, and move herself into the wheelchair.

The door was pushed open rudely, and Ning Jue came.

Xie Yichen straightened his body, showing a dignified and generous demeanor, and smiled back to say hello: "You came so early?"

Ning Jue didn't speak, and leaned against the door with her arms folded.

It seems like yesterday, what is this doing?Watch the joke again?Xie Yichen was puzzled, and because yesterday's excessive embarrassment left a deep impression on her, today she was watched as if she was watching a theater with her arms folded, and the word uneasiness appeared all over her body.

Ning Jue then slowly raised her arms and rubbed her eyes: "Sleepy."

Xie Yichen breathed a sigh of relief: "Then you don't have to come so early."

Ning Jue smiled, took the wheelchair and took her downstairs.

See you the next day, it's not as embarrassing as the first day, it can't be said that the sword is on the verge of breaking out, but it's also a bit awkward, and everyone is vaguely polite.The next day was much better, Ning Jue took her down for dinner, without saying a word, kicked off her shoes and straightened them up, lay face down on the sofa, put her legs away and fell asleep, sleeping all morning.

Xie Yichen was reading a book on the other sofa, quietly, while Aunt Shu was peeling lotus seeds in the kitchen, and opened the window on the other side of the first floor. The autumn wind blew in, and someone was walking outside—it happened to be not a weekday, so everyone was free. The sound, passing through the walls and through the ears, was disregarded as a background.

Suddenly, a bird didn't know why, it seemed to fly dizzy, and it slammed in through the window. The screen was opened after being hit, and it flapped its wings and circled around in fear.Aunt Shu took the broom and got up to chase it. Ning Jue suddenly jumped up from the sofa. Dreamland didn't seem to be angry when she was disturbed. She stared straight at the gray sparrow and took the broom.

She doesn't hit the sparrows, she is hitting the air, lightly stepping on the back of the sofa, like flying over the eaves and walls, using a pair of white socks to step on the coffee table, the chair, and the window. He bumped into her broom, was knocked unconscious, and fell down with a thud.

Ning Jue had already stepped against the wall at that time, Xie Yichen stared at Ning Jue, who was as light as a swallow, turned his head down, moved himself to the wheelchair, and looked closely at the sparrow.

Aunt Shu neatly tied its feet with cotton thread and muttered something.

It shrank its head and couldn't see whether it was dead or alive. Xie Yichen asked deliberately, and Ning Jue suddenly said: "It's still alive, untie the thread and throw it out. Why is the screen broken? Mosquitoes are coming in. Qiu mosquitoes still have colorful legs, which are very poisonous." .”

She was talking to herself, but Aunt Shu couldn't understand. She took the scissors, meaning this bad thing, cut off its wings and keep it here, so it won't do any harm.Xie Yichen was the only one who could understand what the two were saying, but she didn't want to express her opinion. She was poetic, and many metaphors flashed through her mind, and finally felt that no matter what the ending of the sparrow was, it symbolized herself.

She cares too much about herself, she looks at herself, looks in the mirror, sees herself from everything, everything is her.

She turned several pages of the book on her lap, she didn't care, Ning Jue finally took the sparrow and put it on the window sill outside, and closed the screen.

Aunt Shu looked at Xie Yichen, and tried to express to Ning Jue, meaning to ask Xie Yichen's opinion, in case she was sad.But Ning Jue only heard the word "sad", thought it was Aunt Shu who was sad, shook her head and said, "This thing can't support you, it has a strong temper, if you don't let it out for a while, you will be mad at yourself to death."

How could Aunt Shu not know?But the two talked with each other, and the communication was fruitless.She looked at Xie Yichen again, just read the book quietly without caring, so she gave up communicating with Ning Jue, went back to cook, and cooked all day long. There were endless meals, and Aunt Shu changed her skillful hand. What's so boring? The food on the plate is delicious and delicious, and it is rarely repeated. She hummed a song that Ning Jue had never heard or understood while cooking. Xie Yichen raised his head, and Ning Jue rubbed his eyes with the palm of his hand.

Xie Yichen suddenly asked: "Have you ever read a book?"

"Huh? I'm illiterate..."

This is bullshit.

Xie Yichen was silent for a long time suddenly, and slowly asked a question: "Do you want to learn to dance? You are also relatively young."

There is a sense of unwillingness to give up. She is a disabled person who cannot stand up. She is a sad figure who died in her dance career. The surprise in the newspapers is out of sympathy for her. Who will remember her deeply after the fireworks are set off?There is only a pile of fire/powder dregs left. She feels that she is a dregs, which is gorgeous for a short time, and then it is ignited. The night does not belong to her, but she wants to burn again.

Ning Jue thought for a while: "It's you who want to jump, but you don't have the key."

The key was taken away by Secretary Zhang.

Xie Yichen closed the book: "I can't dance anymore."

"I'm not interested in this thing. You read a book, I'll take a turn by myself." Ning Jue wanted to go out, pushed the door open, the wind blew in through the door, as if something had been washed away, Xie Yichen's mind flashed this The thought was blown away, and she watched Ning Jue walk out with a flick of his coat and the door was closed within her sight.

The door opened again suddenly, Ning Jue bit the rubber band and tied her hair, and asked casually, "Are you coming out to blow some air?"