Lingzi is not too cold today

Chapter 192 Gongsun Jin, I'm depending on you
"Would you like this unromantic crime?"

Gongsun Jin put down the guitar and looked at Zhuang Xiaomeng in front of him.

"Like it."

The girl nodded slightly, speaking without any hesitation.

"I, I like your song the most."

When she spoke, her voice was very soft.

It's like letting go of all the burdens, and the whole person becomes much more relaxed.

Such enthusiastic words that seemed to be a confession did not fit Zhuang Xiaomeng's cold temperament.

But she was so gentle.

Let Gongsun Jin's beating heart start to fluctuate again.

"Can you sing it a few more times?"

She raised her head to look at Gongsun Jin, her bright eyes seemed to be filled with dense nebula.

Gongsun Jin nodded lightly, plucked the chords of the guitar with her fingers, and began to sing "Unromantic Crime" again.

Singing the crime of being unromantic for her was the most romantic thing he and Zhuang Xiaomeng had ever done.

Zhuang Xiaomeng grew up listening to the love songs sung by her mother, and those love songs described the various forms of love.

In the song, there is the love of the singer, as well as the love of countless listeners.

But Zhuang Xiaomeng couldn't empathize with them, because those were not her stories.

Today, she finally found a love song she can empathize with.

It was written by Gongsun Jin to her.

……

It was windy at night, and it was a little cold on the face.

Sprinklers sprayed water and sang happy birthday as they passed by.

The yellowish lights of the street lamps shine on the asphalt road, and the plane trees on the road leave mottled silhouettes on the long street.

At the intersection of traffic lights, a takeaway boy in a yellow vest riding an electric donkey ran through the red light.

Lights were on in the office buildings in the distance, and the panes of the windows looked like elaborately woven cages.

The social animals who worked overtime stood by the window, looking at the endless traffic below.

The colorful neon lights and light signs give people a strong cyberpunk feeling.

"It will cool down at night, so wear so little when you go out."

Gongsun Jin still habitually took off his coat and put it on her body.

"Hmm~"

Zhuang Xiaomeng responded softly, and walked beside Gongsun Jin.

After walking a few steps, she hooked Gongsun Jin's fingers, and then gently held his hand.

Gongsun Jin was taken aback for a moment, then realized immediately, and also clenched her hand.

He didn't break free, because he knew that he couldn't get rid of her hand.

The girl's hand was gently rubbing against his, with a soft jade-like soft touch.

"Your hands are so warm."

Zhuang Xiaomeng looked at Gongsun Jin's hand without blinking, and murmured.

As she walked, she shook Gongsun Jin's hand, gently stroking the back of his hand and knuckles with her small hand, and laughed foolishly.

"What? Are you smiling so happily?"

Gongsun Jin looked at the smile on her face and was also infected by her emotions.

Happiness is contagious.

You are happy, so I am happy.

"Nothing, just happy!"

Zhuang Xiaomeng smirked, her pretty face flushed slightly.

When the corner of the mouth is grinning, you can see the dimples on the side of the face.

In front of Gongsun Jin, she finally stopped restraining her joy.

When she was very happy in front of him before, she always had to restrain herself and tell herself not to be too happy.

Maybe this is the girl's reserve.

Mingming's heart was full of enthusiasm, but he didn't dare to make a big show of it.

But you can't hide your liking for someone.

The flushed face, the dodging eyes, and the shy voice when speaking are all "everything is evidence of loving you".

"Gongsun Jin, I like you."

On the way home, Zhuang Xiaomeng said softly.

When she said this, her tone was brisk and her voice was soft.

When Gongsun Jin heard it, she felt that her voice was really sweet.

"I know."

Gongsun Jin nodded slightly.

He's not a fool who doesn't understand girls' minds at all.

"Even if you know, I still want to tell you."

Zhuang Xiaomeng tilted her head and smiled, not avoiding Gongsun Jin's eyes anymore.

"You told me that before."

Gongsun Jin smiled slightly.

"That night, when I was drunk and in a daze, I heard you say that."

He couldn't remember anything about that night.

The only thing I can clearly remember is that in the chaos of consciousness, someone breathed lightly in his ear and said to him: "Gongsun Jin, I like you."

Perhaps, the human brain will remember those particularly important memories in an unconscious state.

Because this sentence is very important to Gongsun Jin, he can clearly hear the voice at that time.

When Zhuang Xiaomeng heard this, a blush appeared on his cheeks.

The beautiful eyelashes fluttered, and there seemed to be water waves in the pupils.

"Then...you...how do you answer?"

She was short of breath, waiting for Gongsun Jin's answer.

"Isn't everything I want to say to you hidden in tonight's song?"

Gongsun Jin no longer escaped from her heart.

"I want you to tell me yourself!"

Zhuang Xiaomeng stood in front of him, put his hands on his shoulders, his eyes were burning.

Gongsun Jin looked at the face of the girl who was close at hand, took a deep breath, lowered his face, and said softly: "I like you too."

Zhuang Xiaomeng blinked her blurred eyes quickly, and the blush on her pretty face became even more touching.

She closed her eyes, stood on tiptoe, and slowly moved towards Gongsun Jin.

The restless heart seemed to jump out of his chest.

On the long street blown by the wind, people come and go, passing each other in a hurry.

The two kissed together.

The flashy city, row upon row of high-rise buildings, gorgeous neon lights, and busy streets all become the background of her and him at this moment.

There were envious or disappointed eyes from pedestrians.

The traffic lights were replaced with red lamps, which looked like a beating heart from a distance.

A very long kiss, as if kissing to the end of the world.

"You are mine now."

Zhuang Xiaomeng looked him in the eyes and was domineering for a rare time.

"Well, I'm yours."

Gongsun Jin let her hold hands and led him towards the end of the dim light.

At night, Gongsun Jin washed Zhuang Xiaomeng's white socks.

The bits and pieces of being with her kept appearing in my mind, and I couldn't help but smile on my face.

Haizi said, when you come to this world, you should take a good look at the sun and walk on the road with your loved one.

Some people spend their whole lives looking for love, but they can't find love or ask for it.

Compared with such a person, Gongsun Jin is undoubtedly lucky.

After washing the socks and wringing out the water, Gongsun Jin spread out the socks and ironed them dry.

Zhuang Xiaomeng was busy in the kitchen, and the range hood was whining.

"Two small bowls of water should be enough."

"The rest is scallions and seasonings."

Zhuang Xiaomeng searched Baidu for the cooking process and put the noodles into the pot.

"He doesn't like spicy food very much, so put less chili."

Gongsun Jin looked at it from a distance, but was a little surprised. She didn't expect that this girl who didn't touch the sun with her ten fingers would even enter the kitchen sometimes.

"I cooked udon noodles for you."

Zhuang Xiaomeng smiled, and put a bowl of udon noodles on the table.

Usually Gongsun Jin always cooks, and he is also very hard.

She also wanted to try to cook something delicious for him.

Although it was just a simple bowl of noodles, it looked like something.

It's just that the appearance is not very good. The eggs are boiled very loosely, and the yolk and white are turned into egg drops, which are mixed with the soup.

"The egg fell apart when I cracked it into the pot, but it didn't affect the taste."

Zhuang Xiaomeng touched his ears, feeling a little shy.

Gongsun Jin picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of the noodles.

The taste of the noodles is very strong, and the feeling of the entrance is not bad.

It's fine if it's cooked, as long as it's not raw, he will praise Zhuang Xiaomeng.

Gongsun Jin's requirements for food are actually not high, as long as they are cooked and clean, as long as they don't cause diarrhea after eating.

As for the taste, he didn't really care much.

"How is it? Is it delicious?"

Zhuang Xiaomeng leaned over, holding his chin, looking forward to it.

"It's pretty good, it's great to do this for the first time."

Gongsun Jin nodded repeatedly and gave a thumbs up.

"Well, that's good."

Hearing this, Zhuang Xiaomeng squinted her eyes and started giggling again.

Gongsun Jin ate this bowl of udon noodles very cleanly.

There is nothing more shameful in this world than wasting food.

After Gongsun Jin finished eating the noodles, she picked up the bowl again and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Looking at her back, I really feel like Mrs. Gongsun.

There is no class tomorrow morning, so you can stay up late with confidence.

Gongsun Jin poured hot water, sat on the sofa and prepared to soak her feet, turned on the TV by the way, and watched a movie on the phone.

Perhaps because of the different historical trajectories, some classic literary films from the previous life have not come out in this world.

Such as "Farewell My Concubine", "Life is Beautiful", "Manchester by the Sea" and so on.

Many well-known directors are also unknown, making a living making third-rate garbage movies.

However, the bad movies of some well-known directors are still there, which makes Gongsun Jin feel very puzzled.

For example, "The Great Wall", and "The Promise", which the director claimed that no one could understand for decades.

But there are also hidden gems.

Like Memoirs of a Geisha.

This is a literary film that Gongsun Jin likes very much.

It's just a pity that in this world, no one cares about this movie, and it didn't even take back the box office.

This made Gongsun Jin feel incredible.

"You enjoyed watching this?"

Zhuang Xiaomeng was a little surprised.

"Well, it's a good movie."

Gongsun Jin nodded slightly.

"Really? I haven't seen much before."

Zhuang Xiaomeng sat down beside him, took off her shoes and socks, rolled up her trouser legs, and stretched her little feet into the basin where Gongsun Jin soaked her feet.

He hesitated to test the temperature of the water, and quickly retracted his feet after being scalded.

"Hi~"

She continued to poke her feet inside, gradually adapting to the water temperature.

Seeing her cute appearance, Gongsun Jin also took off her shoes and socks, enjoying the time of soaking her feet together.

At the beginning of the movie, Zhuang Xiaomeng clung to Gongsun Jin's arm, rested his head on his shoulder affectionately, and stared at the screen intently.

The film tells the story of how Chiyo grew from a fishing village girl to a famous Japanese geisha.

Seeing Xiao Qiandai struggling to survive under Hatsumomo's various difficulties, Zhuang Xiaomeng couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic.

"Geisha is a profession, supported by a group of unfortunate women who are gorgeously dressed, elegantly behaved, glamorous, and dreamy."

"It's very difficult to embark on this road. Not everyone can become a role, just like Beijing opera."

Gongsun Jin explained patiently.

"Little Chiyo, just like Cheng Dieyi in "Farewell My Concubine"."

"Huh? Farewell My Concubine? What is that? Who is Cheng Dieyi?"

Zhuang Xiaomeng was a little puzzled.

Gongsun Jin suddenly reacted at this time.

In this world, there is no Overlord of Chu, nor Concubine Yu.

Without the history of the conflict between Chu and Han, naturally there would be no "Farewell My Concubine" drama, so naturally there would be no "Farewell My Concubine" movie in this world.

"Farewell My Concubine is a story, I will tell you slowly in the future, let's watch the movie first."

Gongsun Jin prevaricated.

"okay."

Zhuang Xiaomeng nodded slightly, and leaned comfortably on his shoulder.

The porcelain white feet soaked in the water basin also lightly rest on Gongsun Jin's instep.

Like a lazy cat hanging on him.

"The girl playing Chiyo is really pretty."

Zhuang Xiaomeng couldn't help but look a little nice.

The same beautiful girl, she will also appreciate the beauty of the same sex.

The most beautiful thing about Xiao Chiyo is her pair of amber eyes, which are extraordinarily clear.

At this point, I have to admire the director's vision in selecting candidates.

Many people said that the actor who played Xiao Chiyo became disabled later.

Gongsun Jin didn't think so, she just didn't grow up as everyone expected.

"Since I met you by the bridge when I was a child, every step I take is to get close to you."

Hearing Chiyoko's confession to the president, Zhuang Xiaomeng was a little moved.

Although it has experienced many twists and turns and tribulations, the final ending of this story is happy.

Chiyoko and the chairman reunited under the cherry tree, and the lovers finally got married.

"I always feel that the final ending of the story does not match the theme of the movie."

Although Zhuang Xiaomeng liked it very much, she still felt a little strange.

"The theme of the film is about the history of blood and tears of geisha, as well as all the bitterness and helplessness in life. But the happy ending at the end does not fit the tone of the film's tragedy."

"If I were the director, I would end it when Sayuri threw the handkerchief she had cherished for a long time into the sea."

Zhuang Xiaomeng's face was very serious.

"Yeah, if the movie ends there, the audience will see the helplessness and sadness of the geisha career."

"Although such an ending is full of regrets, it is more profound, and it can also make this movie a little higher."

"However, since the director chose a happy ending, he should have his own considerations."

Gongsun Jin discussed with her seriously.

"Because everyone hopes that lovers will get married in the end."

"After seeing so many twists and turns, I always hope the story has a good ending."

Hearing this, Zhuang Xiaomeng nodded thoughtfully, then looked sideways at Gongsun Jin.

If her life with Gongsun Jin is a movie, she also hopes that the ending will not be a tragedy.

After watching the movie, Zhuang Xiaomeng went to Gongsun Jin's room again, threw himself on his bed, and rolled happily.

"What? You want to spend the night with me today?"

Gongsun Jin took off his coat and looked at the girl beside the pillow.

"Well, I'm depending on you tonight."

She rested her chin and looked at him with a smile, a blush spread from her cheeks to her ears.

(End of this chapter)