"Hello,"
Jing Han answered the call.
"You're off work, right?"
As Xing Lan spoke, he looked around. Xing Lan was a little anxious because after walking around, he did not see the so-called flower shop.
"En, not yet. Where are you?”
Jing Han asked cautiously, probably because she could hear the noise around the star barrier.
"Where is your company?"
Xing Lan asked for Jing Han's address.
"Why are you looking for my company?"
Jing Han did not respond to Xing Lan.
"What's wrong with me asking you where your company is?”
Xing Lan felt that Jing Han was a little baffled.
"Where are you?"
Jing Han still did not tell Xing Lan.
"I'm in Beijing…How do I get to your company?”
Xing Lan revealed his location and asked for the company's address.
"What are you doing in Beijing?"
Jing Han did not answer Xing Lan's question. Her tone carried a hint of hesitation.
"I miss my wife. What's wrong with me coming to see my wife?”
Xing Lan felt that Jinghan was a little different today.
"Where are you now?"
Jing Han asked Xing Lan.
"I'm here…Are you going to tell me or not? If you don't, I'll go by myself.”
Xing Lan told Jing Han his location and then asked Jing Han to tell him the company address.
"Do you know where my company is? Just come over. Wait a while. I'll get off work later.”
Jing Han still had a bad temper and didn't tell Xing Lan.
"I…"
Xing Lan did not know what to say. He really could not understand why Jing Han did not tell him and why she did not allow him to meet her colleagues. All of this made Xing Lan unable to understand even after racking his brains.
"What exactly are you thinking? Why do I feel that it's so chaotic?”
Xing Lan had already stopped in his tracks.
"Wait for a while. I'll get off work soon.”
Jing Han hung up the phone.
"I don't understand."
As Xing Lan spoke, he placed the phone into his pocket and continued to search. However, he still could not find it. Jing Han sent a text message to tell Xing Lan that she had to work overtime. Xing Lan said that she could wait, so Jing Han gave Xing Lan an address. After a round of tossing and turning, Xing Lan still did not see Jing Han. Because the address Jing Han gave Xing Lan was a subway entrance. Pedestrians rushed past, and Xing Lan held the phone and looked around outside the subway, waiting foolishly like a fool.
Her phone vibrated again. Xing Lan looked at her phone. Jing Han told Xing Lan that she had something to do at the last minute and could not come back. She asked Xing Lan to go back first. She did not have to work tomorrow.
Xing Lan was completely enraged. He did not know how others should view this entire matter. He did not understand what was going on with Jing Han. He was even wondering if Jing Han did not want to see him. At that moment, Xing Lan even wanted to call Liu Nan to ask for Jing Han's address. However, Xing Lan did not do so. He retained his last bit of rationality and did not touch the existence that was like a high-voltage wire. Xing Lan directly dialed Jing Han's number.
"Hey, what's the matter?"
Xing Lan suppressed the anger in his heart and calmed himself down.
"I have something to do."
Jing Han vaguely responded to Xing Lan's words.
"I have to see you today. I have to make some things clear. I can't let you keep playing with me. I'm not a monkey, nor am I anyone's toy.”
Xing Lan, who was standing at the subway entrance, was practically flying into a rage. It had been a long time since he had been so angry. At that time, Xing Lan felt like a monkey. The one who hurt him was the person he loved the most. That feeling drove him crazy because he knew he could not hurt her, because he knew he could not make her sad.
"Hehe, where are you now?”
Jing Han pretended to be calm.
"I want to know where you are."
Xing Lan asked Jing Han.
"Where are you?"
Jing Han was also very angry.
Xing Lan finally told Jing Han that he was at the subway entrance. When he said these words, Xing Lan subconsciously looked left and right. Xing Lan seemed to be able to feel that Jing Han was not far from him.
After waiting for a long time, Xing Lan hailed a cab and headed to the address that Jing Han had given him. There was a traffic jam on the way, and Xing Lan, who was sitting in the car, had a tired expression. In just two hours, he had experienced joy, waiting, loneliness, and anger. Xing Lan did not know why he had become like this. He could not figure out why Jing Han had hidden so many things from him. In the car, Xing Lan used all his strength to bury his hands into his hair, like an out-and-out loser.
It had been nearly two hours since the car arrived at the destination. Hong Ye called, but Xing Lan still told them to wait for him. Xing Lan decided to go back after taking a look at her.
It was very cold tonight. Xing Lan raised the collar of his windbreaker to block the wind, but even so, the cold wind still quickly soaked through his clothes and stung his skin. What made Xing Lan feel pain was not his skin, but his heart. That kind of pain was invisible, but it was so heart-wrenching. Jing Han called Xing Lan twice and told him that she would be arriving soon.
The view of the skybridge was wide, and the enchanting neon lights made this place dazzling. However, in Xing Lan's eyes, it was so glaring, as if he was mocking a country bumpkin like him. Looking up, Xing Lan could see young couples, business partners, and happy families celebrating through the glass windows. They wore thin shirts and had smiles on their faces. The exquisite dishes on the table emitted white steam. At that time, Xing Lan thought that it must be very warm inside because he was very cold at that time. He had already stood there for almost two hours. Jing Han said that they were almost there. Xing Lan was afraid that she would not be able to find him.
The cars on the broad road under the bridge were connected to each other, and the cars formed a light dragon. They were extremely fast, beautiful, but cold and emotionless. The bus stopped at the platform under the bridge from time to time, and Xing Lan would look at everyone who got off the bus. Every time he saw a familiar back, he would be happy, but every time, he would return to his original place in disappointment.
There were all sorts of people walking past him. There were old people, students, men, and women. Xing Lan was like a boulder, as unmoved as a statue. He stood there with his hands in his pockets, looking very silly. There were a few groups of people who would occasionally turn their heads to look at Xing Lan. Xing Lan could remember them. They had walked here several times. Xing Lan could remember almost everyone who passed by the bridge at that time because he was afraid that Jing Han would miss him.
Xing Lan finally got what he wanted. When he saw Jing Han, it was already very late. There weren't many people on the road. Jing Han wore a hooded shirt and covered herself up. When he saw her again, Xing Lan's heart was filled with joy and happiness. He forgot about his anxious wait, forgot everything. He only remembered that the person in front of him was his lover. He only remembered that he loved her. Loving her was enough.
Jing Han had a trace of hostility towards Xing Lan. She lifted her scarf up, revealing only her charming eyes.
"Have you eaten?"
Perhaps she felt guilty, Jinghan's words were gentle.
"No, I haven't."
Xing Lan walked ahead minding his own business. He did not know what he wanted to do at that time. He only felt very confused. That feeling of having nowhere to vent made him almost go crazy. He knew that he could not flare up because he knew that he could not make Jing Han sad.
"Then go eat. Why aren't you eating yet?”
Jing Han followed behind Xing Lan and asked.
"I just didn't expect to have to wait so long.”
Xing Lan's words were very stifling. Actually, he did not want to say this, but it was too uncomfortable for him to hold it in.
"What are you looking for? There's no small restaurant here. Why don't we go to KFC?”
She had been following behind Xing Lan, Jing Han did not know what Xing Lan wanted to do.
Xing Lan did not know why Jing Han would say that. One had to know that Xing Lan had brought all his savings with him that day. Xing Lan could not guarantee that he would bring her anywhere in Beijing to play, but he could guarantee that he would not make her feel awkward no matter where she went. Xing Lan did not give any explanation. He accepted every word Jing Han said. It did not matter if it was wrong or right. He was not a flamboyant person. At the very least, he knew what it meant to be himself when it came to daily life and material things.
In the end, they gathered in a low-class restaurant. The reason why it was called low-class was because Xing Lan had observed the restaurant's layout, the attitude of the restaurant's service, and the quality of the staff. In the restaurant, Xing Lan first went to the washroom. Xing Lan did not go to the washroom. He went to look in the mirror and saw his messy hair and red and purple face in the mirror. Xing Lan sat on the toilet and laughed at himself. More importantly, his mouth had turned purple because of the cold weather. It was very ugly and he looked very disheveled. He was extremely disheveled.
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