Peach Branch Bubbles

Recall carefully, it seems that even from when he was in high school, Tao Zhi and Jiang Qihuai did not eat too often.

Except when she ran to his house, Li Shuangjiang organized everyone to have a dinner together.

Two people go out to eat alone, it seems really not a few times.

Not to mention it was he who came on his own initiative. Almost every time he was alone, Tao Zhi couldn't bear to watch him eat alone, so he condescended and willing to offer to accompany him.

So until he got in the car, Tao Zhi was still immersed in the joy of waiting for a decade like "I warmly invite the princess to have a meal with my face on No. 3821."

Some words are just once in a lifetime, and they can only be spoken under special circumstances. It is worth recording with a voice recorder for a lifetime.

Unfortunately, I didn't have a voice recorder just now.

Tao Zhi sighed regretfully, turned his head and glanced at the man in the driver's seat.

Although she is not familiar with cars, she still knows the signs of the most basic brands.

Tao Zhi glanced at the circles in the center of his steering wheel, and suddenly felt a little emotional: "Jiang Qihuai, you are so rich now, you have a car."

She said in a very simple and straightforward tone.

Jiang Qihuai was so blunt and unconcealed that she bent her lips: "The company matches it."

Tao Zhi nodded, and continued with emotion: "The last time I rode in your car, I rode a bicycle. I didn't expect this to be the second time, and I would be able to get covered."

Jiang Qihuai: "..."

Tao Zhi suddenly missed the greenery at that time. She continued to recall: "You rode very fast, and then you didn't remind me when you went downhill."

Jiang Qihuai hesitated, but couldn't help saying, "I reminded."

Tao Zhi didn't expect that he would even quibble: "You are called a reminder. If you remind me later, the downhill will be over."

"Then don't watch yourself a little bit."

"What am I watching? Have you ever watched a youth literary film? The heroine doesn't look at the road. We only need to be in charge of beauty." Tao Zhi stared at him blankly, "You are now taking the pot Give it to me?"

Waiting for the traffic lights, Jiang Qihuai put his wrist on the steering wheel, he turned his head and looked at her: "No."

Tao Zhi stared at him with a serious expression, and suddenly felt a little naive.

When the matter was brought up again, the memories Tao Zhi had thought he had forgotten, were obviously far away, and the memories that were dusted in the depths of his mind once again lined up like old film.

They spread out in front of the eyes roll after roll, and even the once dull and faded pictures are connected to the present across the long timeline, slowly becoming lively and vivid again.

In the not-so-warm autumn colors, under the shade of the university garden in the early morning, the wheels of bicycles ran over the golden yellow leaves on the ground, and the boy’s school uniform jacket was blown up by the wind behind his back. The smell of clean washing powder and a special smell Yes, his scent is blowing in the wind.

That day, she confessed to the teenager she liked seriously for the first time.

She didn't know if Jiang Qihuai was thinking about the same thing as her, but the expression he looked at her was almost silent at the same time.

His fingertips slightly lifted the hand on the steering wheel.

The traffic lights at the crossroads flashed and slowly turned green, and the crisp sound of the car whistle from behind broke the silence in the car.

The two people seemed to be awakened from the illusion at the same time. Tao Zhi blinked and turned his head quickly.

Jiang Qihuai's raised fingers hung in the air, paused for a second, then re-hooked the steering wheel and started the car slowly.

The restaurant selected by Jiang Qihuai is not too far away from Tao Zhi's studio.

There is a large art park on this side. The next few streets are basically full of gallery wood carvings and all kinds of weird art exhibitions, and further on is the National Art Museum, which is a densely populated area.

Jiang Qihuai selected a Spanish restaurant, and the rich and colorful decoration style reveals enthusiasm and enthusiasm everywhere, which is incompatible with the cold face of someone from the inside to the outside.

They sat down to order, Tao Zhi peeped at him for several times.

Jiang Qihuai was stared at several times by her, and raised his eyes from the menu: "What's wrong."

"Nothing," Tao Zhi said honestly, "I just didn't expect you to like Spanish food."

"I'm not picking, but I think you will like it," Jiang Qihuai looked down at the menu again, and said flatly, "I wanted to bring you here once when I drove by."

"Oh." Tao Zhi blinked, then looked away, the corners of his lips cocked.

Tao Zhi really likes the Spanish culture and local culture, and the food is very similar to her appetite. Jiang Qihuai chose this restaurant to taste authentic. After the meal, Tao Zhi digs out the ice cream in the glass and enjoys the dessert after the meal.

Dessert was also eaten, Jiang Qihuai sent Tao Zhi back to the studio.

They were originally late for dinner, and it was almost three o'clock when they returned to the studio. Tao Zhi originally wanted to say, or just go out and play today.

But she held back it with restraint.

The car stopped at the entrance of the studio, Tao Zhi got out of the car, she walked around the front of the car, she didn't turn around to look, and she moved forward slowly step by step with her head stuffed.

Walking all the way to the shutter, in the car behind him, Jiang Qihuai suddenly called her: "Zhizhi."

Tao Zhi stopped, she adjusted her expression, then turned her head sternly and pretending to be: "What are you doing."

Jiang Qihuai rolled the car window to the bottom, put his arm on the side of the car window, looked at her and asked, "When is the next number 3821 queued?"

Tao Zhi paused, as if trying to figure out how to answer his question, then she pretended to raise her chin coldly: "You continue to wait for the notice."

Jiang Qihuai stared at her for a few seconds, then lowered his eyes suddenly, he licked the corner of his lower lip, and suddenly laughed.

Tao Zhi was a little uncomfortable: "What are you laughing at."

"It's nothing," Jiang Qihuai put aside his smile, and raised his head again, with a slight curve on his lips, "then I will wait for the notice."

Tao Zhi waved at him, and then stiffly said, "Goodbye."

She turned around, swayed with her hands on her back, and wandered into the room like an uncle.

Standing at the door, Tao Zhi faintly heard the sound of the car restarting and driving away. After a while outside, she turned her head in complete silence.

Jiang Qihuai's car is no longer at the door, Tao Zhi pursed his lips, almost jumping on the spot with joy, and then couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

She turned her back and walked in. Xu Suinian just walked over with a coffee cup inside. Tao Zhi hurriedly raised his hand, poked the corner of her lips with her fingertips, and then pulled it down like a concealment.

In the next few days, Tao Zhi still did not take the initiative to send a message to Jiang Qihuai.

But Jiang Qihuai didn't send it to her again, asking when she could face the saint.

Tao Zhi didn't say anything, but calmly sent a WeChat message to Lin Suyan, asking about whether his old classmate's recent work and life were going well, whether he was happy or not.

In the WeChat she sent in the afternoon, Lin Suyan replied very late at night: [I just saw that the wallet is very happy, and other things are unhappy. 】

Tao Zhi lay on the sofa and put a mask on. After seeing the WeChat message, he threw his phone on the sofa, and he reluctantly accepted the reason.

alright.

Lin Suyan is so busy, Jiang Qihuai is probably also very busy.

When she lifted the mask, the phone vibrated again, Tao Zhi swiped the screen with his little finger that was not touched with the liquid mask, and the interface remained on the dialog with Lin Suyan just now.

[Lin Suyan]: My boss is very busy and ill, so he has a fever that is almost 40 degrees and takes anti-fever medicine and works at home.

Tao Zhi:? ?

She tore off the entire mask piece on her face with a "swish", then got up from the sofa, took a paper towel and wiped her hands, typing to confirm: [? ? Forty degrees? ? Your boss? Your boss? Didn't this go to the hospital? 】

Lin Suyan: [Yes, I didn't go there. I took a leave today and worked at home. I just sent me new customer information. 】

When Fu Xiling walked into the living room with the computer in his arms, she watched Tao Zhi standing in front of the sofa with an unwashed facial mask, looking at her with a tangled expression on her face.

Fu Xiling was stunned: "What's the matter?"

"Lingling, Jiang Qihuai is sick," Tao Zhi said sadly, "very serious."

Fu Xiling: "..."

"Ah," Fu Xiling said according to her heart, "then you want to go and see it?"

"Is this appropriate," Tao Zhi frowned, and said solemnly, "he is just my ex-boyfriend."

Fu Xiling and Tao Zhi have been in friendship for many years. Regarding her mind and character, Fu Xiling does not say that she is not bad at all points, at least it is not far from ten. She nodded and said, "Although it's just your ex-boyfriend, but Anyway, everyone is also an old classmate, and Xueshen is now living alone. If you are ill, you don’t have any personal care. It’s very pitiful. I think it’s okay to go and have a look."

Tao Zhi was convinced by her perfect logic.

She pondered for two seconds, and said seriously: "I think what you said makes sense."

While talking, Tao Zhi rushed into the bathroom to wash off the mask. When he came out, he only left a sentence: "I'm going to change my clothes."

"..."

Fu Xiling sighed.

In order not to make himself appear too deliberate, Tao Zhi dressed very low-key.

An off-white cashmere dress with a dark coat, she just took a shower, and she didn’t care whether her face looks good with no makeup, she went straight to the underground parking lot and took out the car key, and took it away. Address import navigation.

Nearly nine o'clock in the evening, the section of the road under the elevated second ring road was blocked.

More than half an hour later, Tao Zhi snaked around the crowded cars and passed the second ring elevated highway, parked the car in the underground toll parking lot of the community, and then stood at the gate of Jiang Qihuai's house according to the address An Sese gave her last time. .

This building of his house is a small high-rise building. The total number of floors is not high. There are two elevators and three households. The entrance door and the entrance door are opened in different directions, with soft partitions in the middle and excellent privacy.

Tao Zhi sighed.

No matter how many years have passed, no matter how old she has grown up, she is still the one who will do it because she wants to go regardless of her impulse.

I came because I wanted to meet.

It seems that there is no change from the self a few years ago.

Tao Zhi stood in front of the combination lock, hung his head and sighed long, then leaned in and rang the doorbell.

After waiting for a while, she heard a very light "dingdong" from the elevator, and then slowly opened. Someone came out from inside, probably a neighbor on the same floor as Jiang Qihuai.

She stood inside, tried to retract into the corner, raised her hand and pressed the doorbell again, frowning.

Why doesn't this man open the door.

Fainted inside?

Tao Zhi was a little anxious. She raised her eyes and put her fingertips against the door to the cat's eye. She half-squinted and looked inside, but she could only see the darkness.

The footsteps of the Jiang Qihuai neighbor who just got off the elevator stopped, probably because she thought she was acting sneaky and not like a good person.

Tao Zhi turned around and raised his eyes. Just about to speak, he saw this neighbor leaning on the soft partition next to him, looking down at her, and raising his eyebrows casually: "Hey?"

"..."

Tao Zhi opened his mouth, and pressed his fingertips to the door and pointed inwards, "You are not at home?"

Jiang Qihuai straightened up and walked over: "Why am I at home?"

"Aren't you sick and working from home?"

"Huh?" Jiang Qihuai raised his hand to light up the code lock, typing the code one by one, and pressing the last number. He turned his head, his tone was flat, "Is there your little spy in my office?"

Tao Zhi choked in her heart, she choked, and then she didn't open her eyes with a guilty conscience.

The door of the room opened with two beeps. Jiang Qihuai opened the door and gave way to the side: "Come in."

Seeing that he hadn't struggled with the last question, Tao Zhi heaved a sigh of relief and walked in.

His new home is very different from the previous one.

The decoration style is simple and bright, the open kitchen is large, and the dining table is no longer crowded with the doorway. The living room is spacious. There is no TV on the wall in front of the sofa and coffee table. There are only two rows of large bookshelves standing against the wall. Next to the bookshelves, there is still a small lazy sofa for one person and a small square wooden table next to the floor-to-ceiling windows. There is a chess set on it.

When the chess was not finished, the cart on the chess board directly smashed the Chu River and Han boundary, and the gun was right in the middle of the frame on the bank, and the black chess was defeated by the general.

Tao Zhi stood at the table with his eyes down, a little in a daze. In a daze, he seemed to see an old man with white hair sitting on the small sofa in front of the window sill. The old man was holding a reading glasses and a book in his hand, laughing. With eyes crooked, he said to her with ease: "Think about it. Come here, I'm going to vault."

She lowered her eyes in a hurry, raised her hand to rub the tip of her sour nose, looked away from the chessboard, and turned around.

Jiang Qihuai had already taken off his jacket. He went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator door and took out something, and then washed his hands by the sink. The fabric of his shirt vaguely outlined the shape of bones and texture along with his movements.

Where is the fever of forty degrees?

Tao Zhi took out his cell phone from his pocket and sent a WeChat message to Lin Suyan: [Didn’t you say that your boss has a fever of 40 degrees while working at home? 】

[Lin Suyan]: Right.

Tao Zhi tilted his head and looked at Jiang Qihuai up and down again: [He seems to be fine. 】

[Lin Suyan]:?

[Tao Zhi]:?

[Lin Suyan]: Who are you talking about?

[Tao Zhi]: I said your director.

[Lin Suyan]:?

[Lin Suyan]: I said our team leader.

Tao Zhi: "..."

You bosses! Why are you such a small official who is also a master of finance who came back from Turtle? ?

[Lin Suyan]: But why do you know our director? Didn't you talk about Quasimodo before? Said people 200 catties?

Tao Zhi entered his avatar with a serene face, hooked up to block the conversation with this person, then quit WeChat and locked the screen of his phone.

After she finished this series, Jiang Qihuai happened to be out of the kitchen with a plate of freshly washed strawberries in his hand.

Tao Zhi was stunned, hanging his head.

In the glass fruit plate, the strawberries were full and bright red, and the leaves at the end were still plucked clean. Tao Zhi watched the water droplets roll down the bright red tips, dripping into the plate, and whispered: "Why do you always have strawberries in your house? of."

"Coincidentally," Jiang Qihuai put the plate on the coffee table and tilted his head. "Have you had dinner?"

Tao Zhi nodded honestly, "Have you not eaten?"

"Well, just got off work," Jiang Qihuai folded into the kitchen again, pulled out a piece of dried noodles from the refrigerator, took out a few tomatoes and eggs, and planned to simply cook an egg noodle to eat.

Tao Zhi sat down in front of the sofa and ate two strawberries. Some of them couldn't sit still. She bit the strawberry **** and ran to the kitchen, leaning up and looking at the pot in front of him.

Even if it was just a simple egg noodle, it didn't even smell of meat, Tao Zhi still smelled a scent on the tip of his nose.

She bit the strawberry, pointed at the boiling soup pot, and directed to him in a vague voice: "No. 3821, I want to eat a little too, you can cook a bowl for me."

Jiang Qihuai turned his head.

The girl's face came close at a very close distance. She has no makeup today, and her beautiful face is as delicate as a peeled boiled egg, her eyes are dark, and her eyelashes are distinct.

She half bit a strawberry in her mouth, the light red juice overflowed and dyed her soft lips, and the tip of the strawberry that had not been swallowed quietly showed her head between her lips and teeth.

Jiang Qihuai's eyes fell on the strawberry tip for a moment, and the sharp throat rolled uncontrollably.

He cast his eyes hurriedly and averted his gaze: "Honestly go out and wait."

Tao Zhi was kicked out of the kitchen by him, and he wrinkled his lips inexplicably. He didn't know why he was dishonest.

She swallowed the strawberry into her belly and wandered into the living room again.

The area of ​​his house does not seem to be large. Fortunately, the layout is very good and the decoration is comfortable. The first bedroom on the right hand side of the corridor at the other end of the living room is the bedroom.

The bedroom door was not closed and the desk lamp beside the bed was on. Tao Zhi didn't go in. He just stood at the door and wanted to close the bedroom door for him. When he put his hand on the doorknob, he glanced in.

It's still a very simple room. Without a desk, it looks cleaner than it was in high school. There is no decoration on the dark walls, only a picture hanging on the head of the bed.

Tao Zhi stopped moving when he saw the photo.

She put her fingers on the doorknob, stunned.

It was Zhang's very small, very ordinary sunset by the sea. It was the work she exhibited when she participated in a private photography auction in China for the first time.

Because it was so common, no one cared about it at the time.

But even if it is ordinary, even in the past many years, because it is his own child, Tao Zhi can recognize it at a glance.

In the photo, the sky is burning and the clouds are red as if someone squeezed a bottle of ketchup into the sky. The waves rolled up the fine sand and rushed to the beach. On the beach below the extreme edge of the photo, a thin, white foot came into the lens, with the feet sticking thin. Sand stepped playfully into the thin sea water.

Those are her feet.

And this photo should be in the hands of the only person willing to buy her photo at the auction show that year.