Serial | "long Night fluorescent Lamp" 3

Fu Lingqing looked at Fu Ember and asked him, "Ah Ember, you haven't been back to Nanjing for a long time. Do you want to see the fireworks at Wen Pu Bridge?" 

Remembering that he had just looked a little tired, Zhong Yuanzhan suggested, "he has a tiring journey and has just come back for a meal. He hasn't had a good rest yet. He can go and see it tomorrow." 

She also wants to go out on her own. Without seeing each other for several years, she went to see the fireworks together without contacting them. What if the road is too awkward? 

But she forgot that in Fu Ember's life, he never knew what embarrassment was. 

Fu Ember stood up with a clear tone: "well, go." 

Zhong Yuanzhong was stunned. 

"good," Fu Lingqing said with a smile. "you should wear more clothes to go out. Don't get cold." 

Every household was brightly lit, the sound of family joy came dimly, and the orange lights in the street were cut into pieces by the branches and leaves and fell mottled on them. 

The city is located in the south, it doesn't snow in winter, and it feels particularly uncomfortable when it gets cold, especially after the rain, the cold wind mixed with dampness makes people feel wet and cold in the cracks in the bones. 

It rained yesterday, stopped this morning, the ground is still wet, the headlights shine, forming fine water lightly. 

The feeling of stepping on the ground was wet and sticky. Zhong Yuanzhong wore warm velvet boots and her feet were still frozen. She could not help shrinking her neck and buried half her face in the scarf. 

The sound of footsteps sounded behind him, which distracted Zhong Yuanzhong for a moment. 

After a long time, strange and familiar, the child in that memory always followed her silently until he was a teenager. 

They crossed a street and came to the main road, with mobile snack carts on both sides, barbecue kebabs, and sweet potato dumplings cooked in Kwantung, steaming and smelling in the noise. 

Emotion is easy to infect others, especially a kind of gregarious emotion. Looking at the happy expression of passers-by, Zhong Yuanqin felt a little faint, and gradually became more relaxed. After being opened up his appetite, he realized that his stomach was still mostly empty. 

She looked back at Fu Ember, and before she could speak, Fu Ember nodded subconsciously. 

Both of them were in a daze. 

Time is suddenly flattened between two people, like them in the past countless times under the fluorescent lights, the two shadows are separated by one in front and the other in the back. 

Often as long as Zhong Yuanqin looks back, he can know what she wants to do, nod and respond, and then continue to follow her. 

Just did not expect, after seven years, the two still have a deep memory of the action response. 

Because Zhong Yuanzhong stopped and Fu Ember stood still. 

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There was a street lamp beside him. The orange light fell, giving him a hazy halo on one side of his face, while the other side of his face was hidden in the shadow. 

She could hardly tell his mood from a distance. 

There was another cold wind. Zhong Yuanqin bit his teeth, endured the shiver, and regretted coming out a little. 

Fu Yi is wearing a black coat with a white sweater inside. Black casual trousers are lined with long legs and are very handsome. 

In response to his deep line of sight, Zhong Yuanzhong opened his mouth. He wanted to say something but didn't know what to say. He had to look away and take his cell phone out of his bag. He looked at it for a while. It was nearly 08:30 in the evening, and the fireworks began to go off at nine o'clock in the evening. 

"it's still early," said Zhong Yuanzhong. "Let's go over there and have a look at the snacks." 

The two walked back and forth to the mobile snack trucks. 

Charcoal-grilled chicken legs braved the heat, fried kebabs "bared" oil stars, Kanto boiled goo bubbling, all the way over, Zhong Yuanzhong chose octopus balls. 

The business of the snack stall was very good. Zhong Yuanqin waited for three orders before she arrived. The owner of the stall, a couple, asked with a smile: "do you want to pack?" 

Zhong Yuanzhong: "there is no need to pack." 

The weather is so cold that the food will soon be cold. Octopus balls should be eaten while they are hot. 

"all right." 

The landlady put eight balls into a carton, inserted two bamboo sticks, and handed them to Zhong Yuanzhong. 

The temperature of the hot balls came through the thin carton packaging, and a little warmth came from Zhong Yuanzhong's cold fingertips. 

She glanced with Yu Guang, and Fu Ember stood not far away, expressionless, glancing coldly past the busy booth as if the people around him had nothing to do with him. 

He has no interest, but he is not impatient. 

Zhong Yuanzhong breathed a sigh of relief and moved on.