Love is like melting

Chapter 207 It's Not a Coincidental Encounter, I Drive You Away

It's 6 o'clock in the morning in Liangcheng, the sky has not yet fully lit up, the morning dew is heavy, and a light has already been turned on in a house in the quiet neighborhood. After a while, the light goes out, and the sound of rustling downstairs echoes softly in the corridor.

Ji Yerong's biological clock is around 6 o'clock, and she wakes up naturally at this time every day. She will wash up, change clothes and go downstairs, and walk along the lake in the morning.

The willows on the side of the road sway gracefully with the wind, and a thin willow leaf is covered with dew. There is a hint of chill in the breeze. It will be a little cold at first, but after walking for a long time, it will gradually heat up. She took off her coat , walking in a thin sweater, when the sky was bright, on the way back, I met a breakfast seller, and bought a breakfast by the way.

After paying, and waiting for the boss to pack the breakfast, Ji Yerong subconsciously looked not far away. The empty street was empty.

Dai Mei moved slightly, without thinking too much, took the breakfast handed by the boss, smiled kindly, and went back with the breakfast.

In the morning, she will go to the hospital as a volunteer, and have lunch in the restaurant of the hospital. In the afternoon, she will work part-time in a photo studio.

The studio is not big, there are only the boss and the proprietress. The proprietress is responsible for helping people with makeup and matching clothes, and the boss is in charge of photography; Ji Yerong goes to work in the studio and can help with photography or develop photos.

In the afternoon, the boss had something to go out, and only the proprietress and Ji Yerong were left in the store. There was an old couple who had their 40th wedding anniversary and came to take photos for their 40th anniversary.

Because the two elderly people are very old, no outdoor scenes were arranged, and all photos were taken indoors, and the clothes were specially brought by them.

The old lady said that this was what they wore when they got married, and it was so precious at that time!It's just that my figure is out of shape now, so I specially took it and modified it so that I can wear it.

Ji Yerong quietly listened to the old lady's rambling about the past, without impatience or anxiety, and while listening to her, he captured their pictures.

Some people say that once people like to recall the past, it means they are old, and those memories are like old wine, the more mellow it is, the more you chew slowly, and the aftertaste carefully, you can taste the beauty of memories.

While complaining that the old man ate too much and couldn't button his pants, the old lady carefully adjusted his tie.

The old man smiled cheerfully, looking down at his wrinkled wife, his eyes were full of happiness and love.

Looking at the two people in the camera, Ji Yerong suddenly thought: Maybe this is love.

When they were young, they were noisy, stumbling, and quarreling, but they would never let go of each other's hands. When they were old, they held hands and lived together for life.

After working in a photo studio, she has brought a lot of life feelings. Watching young couples in love, she doesn't mind showing their happiness in public and kissing each other. Witnessing the couples who are about to get married in what poses and what clothes they wear for the photo. Red in the face, some walk away, some stay and cry, some give in, some tolerate...

In this world with a population of 60 billion, everyone is an independent body. What is the probability that an independent me can meet an independent you; whether it is dependent on each other or quarreling endlessly, it has become a kind of gift .Thinking of this hard-won gift, how could he easily say the words of parting ways!
In the evening, the proprietress went back first, and Ji Yerong stayed to pack up and close the shop.

The only way to go back is to enter a store and order a bowl of noodles that she must eat to satisfy her hunger.

The boss once asked her, would she not feel tired of eating the same kind of noodles every time?

Ji Yerong shook his head, and replied firmly: No.

If you really like to eat something, no matter if you eat it once or a hundred times, a thousand times, or ten thousand times, you will not feel tired or bored; if you don’t like it because you have eaten it a few times, then It can only mean that you don't like this kind of food as much as you imagined.

After dinner, she left money on the table and left alone without greeting her busy boss.

When I got home, I closed the curtains, took a shower, changed clothes, and went to sleep.

It wasn't until the light in the window was extinguished that a person walked out from behind the old tree downstairs, looking up at the dark window, with infinite nostalgia and distress in his eagle eyes.

The street lights were dim, projecting his figure on the ground, which stretched very, very long.

very lonely.

Ji Yerong's life was tireless and tireless day after day.

On the way to work one afternoon, Ji Yerong saw a child standing on the side of the road trying to cross the road, instead of walking on the sidewalk or looking at the traffic lights, a black private car was driving towards him at high speed. While driving on the phone, he didn't notice the child.

At the critical moment, Ji Yerong didn't even think about it, he rushed over and pulled back the child who had stepped forward.

"Ayu—"

When Ji Yerong grabbed the child, someone behind her grabbed her wrist, and the familiar and tense voice echoed in her ears, full of worry and panic.

The light from the corner of his eyes caught his tense handsome face, and his dark eyes were full of uneasiness...

Breathing, momentary stagnation.

In the end, the three of them fell to the side of the road one after another. Ji Yerong hugged the child tightly, while Lian Mo hugged her tightly and was pressed down at the bottom.

The child's mother came back and kept thanking them. Ji Yerong waved her hand to signal that she was welcome, and took good care of the child in the future. Don't let him cross the road again. It's dangerous.

The mother led the frightened child home, and taught the child traffic knowledge for nothing while walking, and beat him severely next time if he didn't remember well.

Lian Mo didn't care about the mother and child, and kept focusing on Ji Yerong.

Looking at Ji Yerong carefully and nervously, he asked, "Are you okay? Did you hurt your leg? I'll take you to the hospital for a checkup and take a picture to see if there's anything wrong with your bones."

Grabbing her wrist and about to leave, she was still muttering to herself: "Others have no time to hide when they see the danger, why do you always move up every time! What kind of disease is this, can it be cured..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped because he felt that she didn't take a step.

Lianmo looked back and saw Ji Yerong staring at him holding her hand without saying a word, his eyes were calm and unruffled, his expression neither sad nor happy made it difficult to understand what was going on in her heart.

Realizing something, the hand suddenly loosened.

He looked a little embarrassed and embarrassed, and pretended to be relaxed and said: "Ayu, what a coincidence...you are going this way too!"

Ji Yerong's clear eyes stared at him for a long time, and when Lian Mo felt that the atmosphere was getting more and more awkward, he finally spoke and said lightly, "Unfortunately, you have been with me for five days."

Lian Mo: "..."

Ayu, do you know that a woman is not cute if she is too honest!
Ji Yerong glanced at him, turned around and left without saying a word, heading home.

Lian Mo didn't know what she meant, and followed her naturally, his heart was like her steps, one up and one down, up and down, uneasy like a roller coaster.

Ji Yerong opened the door with the key but did not close it. Lian Mo interpreted this as an invitation to enter the house.

Lian Mo walked into the house and saw Mo Mei moving slightly in the small room, his first reaction was why A Yu lived in such a small place again.

He remembered that he had prepared a card for Ayu, the exact amount was not clear, but it was definitely enough for Ayu to spend freely, why did she live in such a small place without using the money in the card.

Looking around, the room is small, but clean and tidy. The dining table is covered with a light green floral tablecloth, and in the center of the table is a transparent vase with a few white roses; the flowers and plants on the balcony flower stand are even more Add a bit of spring to this small house.

Lian Mo was secretly proud in his heart: My Ayu really knows how to live.

Then he thought that Jiang Hanzhu also came here, saw Ayu's place before him, sat on Ayu's chair and sofa, and ate Ayu's cooking, and felt an unknown fire in his heart.

A calm voice suddenly sounded in my ear: "Sit down."

When he came back to his senses, he saw Ji Yerong walking over with the medicine box in his arms, and he sat on the sofa.

Ji Yerong habitually knelt beside him, rolled up the trousers of his right leg to the knee, the skin was torn, and blood was oozing, sticking to his clothes, but Lian Mo didn't seem to notice it all the way arrive.

That's right, when I saw Ayu, I couldn't hide the joy and joy in my heart, so I didn't have the heart to take care of other things.

Ji Yerong skillfully cleaned his wound, disinfected it, and put on a bandage.

While doing this, she kept her head down and didn't look at him, but Lian Mo looked at her at close range with unbridled eyes.

Compared with three years ago, she is no longer as thin as a stick, and the complexion on her face is no longer yellow. The soft light in her dark pupils flows quietly, like a stream, gurgling water, as if flowing into people's blood. heart.

The aura emanating from the whole body is not so depressing, and has a strong color of sadness. At this moment, the gestures are light and bright, gentle and quiet.

After three years, has the wound in my heart healed completely?

Ji Yerong put down his trousers, his voice was still light, "Okay, you can go."

Lian Mo was stunned, staring at her with complex and obscure eyes, pursed his thin lips lightly, and asked softly, "Ayu, are you angry that I drove you away three years ago?"

(End of this chapter)