light-hidden space

3.

Xin Yue stood out among a crowd of people of all colors, and she was the only one wearing a luxurious light blue N95 mask.Beside Xin Yue was a cart piled with luggage.She was waiting for the dark gray JEEP with the plate number ARCE-321.Jiang Yinqi sent a text message 5 minutes ago, saying that her car was still in line.

Xin Yue was a little annoyed.People who don't wear masks crowded around without any scruples.

Those who were obviously behind Xin Yue were struggling to bypass her and squeeze to the intersection, because they were waiting for their car.They embraced or shook hands beside the car excitedly or politely.

Xin Yue waited on the side of the road early, but couldn't see his 321 for a long time.She murmured the license plate number silently in her heart, as if counting down the clock.

Xin Yue could see that those people could leave later because many cars were cutting in line.Jumping in the queue, first, shows that there are many people without public morality here, and second, it shows that these people are eager to receive guests.On the contrary, it is people like Jiang Yinqi who obey the order or neglect the guests.

The cold wind here was quite bitingly cold, and Xin Yue shivered.It was the two ears that felt the unbearable cold first, and they were so cold that they hurt after a while.So Xin Yue could only cover his ears with his hands.

While Xin Yue was taking care of his poor ears, his eyes went dark, and a huge monster stood in front of his eyes, a man who was 2 meters tall and as huge as a brown bear.Then this "brown bear family" surrounded Xin Yue in an instant.Papa Bear and Mama Bear are greeting the person who picks up the plane and packing their luggage.They moved leisurely and slowly, and they joked with each other. The three brats blocked behind him again, so Xin Yue couldn't observe the surrounding situation no matter how he stretched his neck and twisted his body.

Finally, all members of the brown bear family filed into the black seven-seater SUV and drove away slowly.

The petite Xin Yue was able to see the light of day again.

The ARCE-321 had quietly parked in the parking space not far ahead.From the angle where Xin Yue was standing, he couldn't see the owner of the car at all, and he didn't seem to get out of the car.It is difficult for Xin Yue to adapt to such a Buddhist reception.She suppressed the unhappiness in her heart, waved her hand at the rear of the car, and then pushed the luggage cart hard to get closer to 321.

Xin Yue saw that the trunk lid of the 321 was slowly opened, and then the driver's door was also opened. Jiang Yinqi stepped out, and the moment her feet landed on the ground, she made a small jump.

Jiang Yinqi walked over with a smile on his face, without the blunt and negligent feeling of chatting on WeChat.

Jiang Yinqi looked very ordinary, with medium height, neat short hair, and a navy blue down jacket without a zipper, revealing a dark colored floral collar shirt inside.Slacks, lace-up shoes.There are no accessories all over her body, just like her language, there is no unnecessary nonsense.

"Xin Yue?"

"Hello, Sister Yinqi! Sorry to trouble you!" Xin Yue greeted through a mask.On the plane, she wondered whether she should take off her mask to say hello, but finally decided not to.Throughout the trip, from the moment she walked out of the house, she almost never took off her mask.

Jiang Yinqi didn't continue to exchange pleasantries, but started to put the luggage into the trunk one by one.

Xin Yue always seems to be cared for by others, from childhood to adulthood.Xin Yue's height is not particularly short, about 1.58, and he is not particularly thin.However, her face is very delicate, so delicate that people unconsciously think it is weak.Xin Yue also has a lovely voice, very thin and soft.

What is commendable is that Xin Yue has never been complacent about the love and care of others.She knows how to be grateful and know how to measure.

After the luggage and the cart were put away, the two of them finally sat down in the car.Jiang Yinqi turned on the ignition, turned on the air conditioner, took off his down jacket and only put on his shirt.Looking sideways at the tightly wrapped Xin Yue, he asked curiously, "Are you still wearing a mask?"

"I'm afraid you are worried that I have the virus."

"Do you have a fever?" Jiang Yinqi asked in a casual tone without revealing the slightest nervousness.

"No, no, I don't have a fever. I don't have any symptoms. I'm just afraid you're worried."

"I'm not worried."

Xin Yue knew it was hypocritical.If she really has the virus, the mask is useless.But Xin Yue felt that this was a gesture, a way of expressing gratitude and self-discipline.

Xin Yue took off his mask, revealing his face, with clear mask marks on the bridge of his nose and cheeks.

Jiang Yinqi stared at Xin Yue's face for a few seconds, then smiled. "Will you take off your cotton coat? It's more than an hour's drive."

"Don't take it off, I don't dare to catch cold at this time." Xin Yue buckled up her seat belt and sat upright. The down jacket made her look round.

The car slowly left the waiting area with the traffic flow.Xin Yue was surprised to find that it was already snowing heavily outside.

"Oh, it was fine when the plane landed just now, why is it snowing so heavily all of a sudden?"

Jiang Yinqi replied while speeding up, "It's not surprising, it often happens."

Xin Yue stretched out his hand to grab the armrest a little nervously, and the snowstorm outside the car slapped the window, making a crackling sound.The wipers flicked rapidly, and it was still difficult to see the road in front of me.

"Did you go well all the way?" Jiang Yinqi had already seen that Xin Yue was still in shock, and now he was frightened by the snowstorm again.Her question is to distract Xin Yue.

This trick worked, and Xin Yue, full of panic and adventures, finally had an audience.Ignoring the blizzard raging outside the car, she began to vividly describe the absurd scenes along the way.

As soon as Xin Yue got on the plane, he wiped his seat and table board with his own disinfectant wipes, then sat in the cubicle without moving.

Faced with the stewardess' friendly inquiry about the meal options, Xin Yue waved his hand decisively, "Don't eat."

Then, watching the people around them enjoy their meals slowly, and listening to the sound of chewing and chewing around them, Xin Yue endured the hunger and hunger, resisting the pressure and remaining unmoved.

It wasn't until everyone was lying down that she quietly took out the biscuits she brought and the bottled water she brought from the lounge, and ate some dry food to satisfy her hunger.This was the only thing she had eaten in the past ten hours or so.

"Like a little mouse." Jiang Yin laughed oddly, she felt that Xin Yue was a bit like a child at the moment. "Then let's go out to eat directly."

"No, no, no," Xin Yue waved his hands again and again, "Now you still dare to go out for dinner?"

"The restaurants are open, and there is nothing wrong here." Jiang Yinqi replied.

Only then did Xin Yue realize that Jiang Yinqi didn't accept her because of her generosity and willingness to help. It turns out that Canada is still peaceful and peaceful at this time, and no one has realized how terrible the storm is.

Xin Yue went through the customs very smoothly. She prepared a lot of documents to prove that she hadn't been to the most serious place recently, but none of them were used.The customs officer only asked a question casually, and then let it go with a wave of his hand.

"Thanks to the big hearts of Canadians." Xin Yue concluded, "I'm really worried that I won't be able to get in."

They chatted and time passed quickly.Jiang Yinqi's car left the wide and bright main road, and it became more and more desolate and darker. Only the headlights illuminate the road ahead. In the light beams, snowflakes fluttered and rushed towards the face, like a scene in a horror movie.

Then they drove along the path into a small wood.

"You live in the woods?" Xin Yue managed to suppress the trembling voice.

"It's not there yet. It's just out of the woods." Jiang Yinqi drove carefully, the car drove directly in the middle of the road, and there was no car around anyway.

When Xin Yue vaguely saw the light not far away, he was a little excited, "Is it there?"

"Yes."

"Ah, it's not at all what I imagined."

"What did you imagine?"

Xin Yue described the appearance of the house in his dream: standing amidst golden waves of wheat, with glass curtain walls, grotesque and shining, like a dream cruise ship in the vast ocean.

"You think I live in a museum?" Jiang Yinqi laughed again.

"Well, who told you to be an architect? You were the first architect I ever knew."