no ambiguity

The morning light shone in from the gap in the curtains, fell on the bed in a slanted line, and finally stopped on Qing He's back, Wen Ning was below, and as soon as he raised his eyes, he could clearly see the light fluff on her ears. The two looked at each other silently, and their gazes collided into each other's eyes. For a moment, a different feeling spread in each other's hearts.

Their current state is not like their usual selves. The two sides seem to be connected by an ever-tightening thread, unable to separate, and tied.

Qinghe's eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes lowered.

It may be that the surrounding environment is too quiet, so many of the visible movements have been slowed down. Her throat slipped, her half-dry lips tightened and then slightly opened, and her chest rose and fell with her breathing.

She held back, as if she was worried about something.

The relationship between the two has always been dull, from the first day they met to now, there has never been a single quarrel, even a stalemate is rare, one is indifferent, the other doesn't care, it seems that they are living together.

But since the last time we met at the entrance of the bar, something has changed. Qinghe can't figure out what is different, just like she is sitting on Wen Ning at this moment, speaking words that do not conform to her nature, and all her actions are out of control.

She bent down slightly, and the look on her face was unpredictable.

Wen Ning walked up with his hand, and put it on her shapely back to protect her. He seemed to be about to speak but then stopped. He patted her on the back twice before saying softly: "Nothing, don't mess around." think."

Qing He lowered her eyes halfway, as if she was trying to distinguish the truth from the falsehood.But the people below didn't give her time to continue thinking, they pulled her down, pressed her against her body, and said, "I'm not bothering you."

When the stalemate dies down, this article will be over.

They are not in their teens, and both sides are rational, no matter how impulsive they are, it is impossible to quarrel, besides, Wen Ning is really not really angry, not to this point.

But a hug is still not enough to change the current situation. There is already a gap in this relationship. It was precarious and too fragile before, but now it is just barely maintaining the situation, and each takes a step back.

Breakfast was eaten at home, and Wen Ning's cell phone rang three times in a row at the dinner table, probably because of urgent work or other matters, there was a rush there, and it was uneasy early in the morning.

This person didn't answer the phone, he was calmer than anyone else, and even turned on the silent mode directly, leaving the phone aside.

Qing He ate in silence, several times she turned her gaze to the side.

The dense fog in the early morning did not dissipate until noon. Uncle Yang first drove Wenning to the company, and then sent Qinghe to Xihe Street.

Qinghe told Uncle Yang not to pick her up later, Uncle Yang was startled, thinking that he was not going back, and asked: "What's the matter?"

She just nodded without further explanation, and then went into the building with her bag on her back.

After all, it was the relationship between the two young people. Uncle Yang, an outsider, didn't want to say much, no matter how much he had doubts, he still held back and didn't ask any questions. He watched Qing He go away, and couldn't help sighing.

The day was uneventful, but it was different from before.

When Qinghe came in, Ye Xilin was playing with his mobile phone behind the cash register, and he was so fascinated that he didn't know that there was a customer in the store, but Qinghe stepped forward to introduce and help facilitate the business.

When there were only the two of them left in the shop, Ye Xilin said without raising his head, "The high-speed train at eleven o'clock tomorrow, go to City G ahead of time."

Ye Xilin was so focused on the game that he didn't care why Qinghe didn't come back last night or where he went.

Qinghe put down the bag, put the collected cash into the cash box, and asked doubtfully: "Where is Qi Er, what should he do?"

Qi Er, the guitarist recruited temporarily.

Ye Xilin stretched his waist on the lazy chair, moving his stiff neck. He was really tired after playing the game for too long.She stared at the screen of her mobile phone, and after she finished playing, she said, "He's on rotation, and he can take four days off on weekends, and we can go there together tomorrow. When we get there, we can go to see the venue first, rest for half a day, and then we don't have to hurry." .”

Qinghe had no objection to these arrangements, and listened to Ye Xilin, and replied: "OK."

Before the new round of the game started, Ye Xilin said: "The top five in this competition will have bonuses, the minimum is [-], and the top [-] will start at [-]. Brother De and the others have internal information, and it seems that there are other sponsors , most likely will increase the price, and then several record companies will come."

This kind of slightly larger competition will have prize money, which can vary from tens of thousands, all to attract bands to participate.Famous bands don't look down on such a small amount of money, so they usually don't go. Most of the bands that go are unknown small bands. It's not only for the bonus, but also for the opportunity to show off their faces and show their strength on stage. This company has fallen in love with it, and if it's not good, it's just a visit to the past.

Ye Xilin specifically singled out the record company, understated a few words, and tested Qing He's reaction in a disguised form.

Slow Train is an indie rock band. They had the opportunity to sign a contract with the company before, but Qinghe refused to let it go.

Whether it is independent or signed, each has its own advantages and disadvantages.Ye Xilin has always supported Qinghe. He feels that the most important thing to play in a band is feelings and freedom. From the bottom of his heart, he doesn't want to be bound, but such useless persistence still fails. Jiang Zi's withdrawal has brought about a huge change , which forced them to re-plan their future plans.

That's all for now, don't need to explain too clearly.

Qing He remained silent for a long time, did not express his position immediately, after a while, he whispered: "After entering the top three, look again, it will not be too late to make a decision at that time."

Ye Xilin didn't look at her, "Pack up your things, don't leave anything behind."

She hums.

The atmosphere was a little dignified.

After opening a new game and loading it, Ye Xilin said unintentionally: "I went to the North District yesterday afternoon. When I came back, I happened to pass by the hospital, so I bought some fruit and went in to have a look."

We don't say which hospital it is, we all know each other well.

Qing He slowly asked: "How is it?"

"It's okay," Ye Xilin said, "The deterioration is not so fast, it's better than before."

"What did the doctor say?"

"Ah."

As soon as this was mentioned, Qinghe's words were even less, and he couldn't find a word to say.

Ye Xilin listened while making moves, the expression on his face remained unchanged, but his knuckles tightened again and again. He was chased and beaten everywhere in the game, and his blood was almost lost to half. Are you going to take a look?"

Qinghe didn't answer, as if she didn't hear.

"I was thinking about you last time I went, but this time I kept asking me, and I kept making trouble." Ye Xilin said.

Qing He ignored it, tidied up the cash register, glanced at the wall clock on the wall, saw that it was almost one o'clock, and was about to go upstairs after picking up her things.

Ye Xilin didn't make a sound to stop her, and looked down at her phone, but when she was about to reach the stairs, she suddenly said: "You shouldn't be responsible for this matter, do your best, and don't get yourself involved."

Qinghe's steps slowed down, knowing that it was for her own good.

"know."

Ye Xilin continued to play the game with his head down, and stopped meddling in his own business.

Go upstairs, into the rehearsal room, and change the strings on the bass.

Qinghe stayed up there alone, and after changing the strings, he tuned and tried playing, and he didn't go downstairs for a long time.

After three o'clock in the afternoon, she went out for a while, didn't say what she was going to do, and there was no one there until it was dark.

On the other side, on the road.

The dinner in the afternoon is not important, it's just a formality.Wen Ning showed up in the past and talked straight to the point. The process was very smooth and pleasant, and the partner was completely satisfied.The rest of the work will be handled by Secretary Xu, and she will go back with the male assistant and Lian He Min first.

Along the way, the male assistant was driving, and Wen Ning sat in the back with his eyes closed.

Even He Min was sitting at the back, but there was a distance between the two of them, and they didn't touch each other.

The car drove quickly to the Times Building, Lian He Min glanced to the side several times, his eyes fell on Wen Ning, and then moved away to look elsewhere.She didn't stare directly, she behaved naturally, as if she was just looking at the scenery outside, and she didn't intend to let her peripheral vision fall to the side.

The male assistant in front of him didn't notice any abnormalities, and drove the car seriously, thinking about the later work arrangements in his mind.

Looking ahead, even He Min's beautiful eyes were half down, she also relaxed and leaned against the seat, her red lips were slightly parted, and without looking at Wen Ning, she asked in a voice that could only be heard by two people: "How are you going to spend today?"

The voice is very soft, quieter than the sound of a car starting.After saying this, she still turned her head to the other side, not looking at Wen Ning, as if this question was perfectly normal, and she definitely had no other thoughts.

Wen Ning still closed his eyelids, unable to hear.

This is not the first time such a reaction has occurred, and it was expected.

Looking at the fast-moving street outside the car window, Lian He Min raised her hand and combed her drooping hair, and after a long while, said in a low voice: "Qi Rui'an prepared a gift for you, first sent it to me, and put it on the table for you. Remember to take it later, don’t forget.”

Hearing Qi Rui'an's name, Wen Ning opened his eyes, and there was a slight change.

Even He Min turned her head back, perhaps still a little uncomfortable, a trace of imperceptible emotion flashed in her beautiful almond eyes, she turned sideways to that side, wanting to say something, but because the male assistant was in front, she finally held back.

For so many years, the relationship between the two of them has not progressed but retreated. They were still good friends when they were in their teens and 20s. The four of them went abroad to study together. But now it's completely changed, it's cold, it can't go back to the past, and there is no other communication except work.

The past when I was young is always unforgettable. No matter what it is now, the feelings of that year must be true, or friendship, or other unspoken thoughts.Some thoughts have withstood the tempering of the years, and gradually become obsessions.

At this age, the two sides never understood it, but they haven't made it clear yet.

Even the new dress that He Min wore today, the delicate makeup on her face, and the jewelry on her hands were all newly bought.

Wen Ning saw everything and could see it.

The car drove into the parking lot, slowed down, and stopped soon.

The three people in the car got out of the car one after another, and had to take the elevator to get on.

Wen Ning went down before Lian He Min, walking in the front.

Getting to the elevator, Lian He Min behind her was very close to her, and asked softly again: "Are you still blaming me?"

Wenning still didn't answer.

The male assistant was still behind, holding a bunch of things, and was a few meters away from the two of them, unable to hear their conversation.

The time for the three of them to come back was just right, just in time for the elevator to stop on this floor.

Wen Ning pressed the elevator button expressionlessly, and the door opened.

She went in, and Lian He Min followed, waiting for the male assistant.

Before the male assistant came in, she pressed the corresponding floor button and said indifferently: "No."

Lian He Min asked: "What is that?"

The male assistant came in and the conversation was interrupted.

The elevator went up, some people came in, some people went out, and the conversation didn't go to the end.

In the evening, the sky was filled with fiery clouds, and the whole sky was bright yellow.

Uncle Yang came to pick up people at 05:30 and drove straight back to Jiangting.

In the car, Wen Ning asked: "Is she gone?"

Uncle Yang didn't make a sound in the front, turned the steering wheel half a circle, turned, and entered the left side of the intersection.After a long time, he pretended to be fine and asked back: "How is work?"

Wen Ning said calmly, "It's okay."

The road from the magazine office to Jiangting is not far, and the drive takes less than four to ten minutes.When we got there, the sky was burning red, the clouds were surging, and the ground was dyed golden everywhere.

The lights are on in the villa, and the house is quiet.

Uncle Yang parked the car underneath, Wen Ning went in first, went upstairs, and went into the room to change clothes.

The room was empty, deserted as usual.

Enter the door, press the light on.

He had just taken two steps and was about to take off his coat when a sound came from behind.

Qing He leaned against the wall and knocked on the door pretending to be serious.