Nancheng, nothing old.

6

She is like a boy, and she often goes shopping in a concise and crisp manner.Sometimes when I pass by some clothing stores, I want to go and have a look. She always sits next to her and plays with her mobile phone with her head down. It should be extremely boring for a girl to be her best friend.I wanted to ask her if it was the same with that good friend named Qinghan, but why bother to ask, I have the answer in my heart.When she chose the information books for me, she did her best, "Tianli 38 sets", "5+3", and explained the pros and cons of each one to me in detail. I finally bought the supporting materials and test papers under her suggestion. I found that she is the most sloppy in learning, whether it is giving me tutoring or selecting materials.I teased her and said, "You really seem to be doing research, and you are meticulous."She smiled without saying a word, and pretended to be chic, flicking her bangs that would not be messy because of the wax.

After buying the materials, he followed her to the computer store to buy a mouse and keyboard, only to find out that the eleventh day of the first lunar month was Lu Yiping's birthday, and then followed her to the post office to pick up the package.Seeing her joyful appearance holding the package, I suddenly felt that her hesitation the night before was more of a faux pas, which was obviously because I walked around with her.I asked her, "You obviously came out by the way, why did you act like 'I don't want to come out, let me think about it' last night."

She grinned and said, "I just want to tease you."

I know she must be talking to me like this because of the package and she is in a happy mood.

So he pretended to be angry, turned his face away and didn't talk to her.

"Don't be angry, in order to thank you for walking with me these two times, let me treat you to milk tea. I know there is a good milk tea shop on Chang'an Street."

She said that the good milk tea is called "ForHer", in a hard-to-find alley, I have passed by here many times, and never knew that there are peach blossoms in the deep alley.The house is not big or small. On the white wall there is a big "For Her" written in blue and red, a wooden board is hung on the wall, and many sticky notes are posted. I have no intention of exploring other people's secrets, and I follow Lu Yian closely.

"ForHer, the boss must be a young man who came up with such a romantic name."

Lu Yi'an smiled and said, "It's really romantic, and the writing is pretty good too."

Such a literary bar is rare in such a small city.As soon as I entered, the lenses were covered with fog. Lu Yi'an handed me a square scarf, which was larger than the glasses cloth, and a light blue silk scarf with a good texture. I didn't know that she still used such retro things. I followed her While wiping the glasses carefully, but did not return the square towel to her.

There are quiet and unknown foreign songs in the store. You can vaguely see that there are not many customers, and the environment is quiet but not quiet. Most of them are young couples or people who are ambiguous. Two people share a table. Only those who are in love are willing to do this For small bourgeoisie consumption, there are also some middle school students who can be seen at a glance. Three or four people whisper together, and passing by them can clearly hear that they are talking about school.Lu Yi'an took me into the inner room with ease and familiarity, the lights were dim, only the bar counter was faintly illuminated, and other places were a bit dark.There is a certain distance between the tables, each table seems to be hidden in the dark night, I can’t see the faces of those people clearly, I turned to look at Lu Yi’an’s face, the faint light imprinted on her face, it was a melancholy , the light brushed over her thick eyebrows, casting shadows on her eyes.She should like this place, her expression is the same as she used to look at the sky she likes, but the melancholy seems to be planted on her body, deeply rooted.However, this is the real her.

Smiling, melancholy, the one I saw inadvertently, is the real her.It's just that what I like is very different from her. I don't like this slightly depressed place, where I can't see everyone's faces clearly, and everyone seems to be full of secrets, or seems to be having an affair.

We sat at the bar facing not far away, and it was enough to see Lu Yian's face clearly without turning on the desk lamp beside the table.

When I looked at her with my chin propped up, someone came over, with long straight black hair, cotton vest, shirt, slacks, and sneakers, dressed in a style similar to Lu Yian, much taller than Lu Yian, with a palm-sized face and bright features, She is a beautiful woman, and I always have a good impression of a good-looking woman.

Lu Yi'an introduced to me, forher's boss, Ah Yan.

It was not a young man.I called her Sister Yan, she shook hands with me and smiled, ordered the shop’s signature milk tea for me, and ordered Lu Yi’an’s cocktail of her singing, only then did I realize that this is not just a milk tea bar, it has coffee and wine, and Lu Yi’an is drinking.She sat beside Lu Yian familiarly, hugged Lu Yian's neck, and played with Lu Yian's hair. "Is your haircut today intended to make me laugh?"

Her voice is like a Taiwanese female singer. When I said this, she leaned over her head and asked me. It was very close. I could feel that the lens was blurred because of her breathing, but I couldn’t remember the name of the Taiwanese singer. , very embarrassing.Lu Yi'an pulled her back with a rough gesture: "Don't bully the children I brought."

So she hugged Lu Yi'an's neck tightly again: "Then sister, please continue to bully you. Your hairstyle can no longer make up for your small body. Qinghan didn't know what to think when she saw it. You said she is so beautiful, why are you next to her?" Learn less than a tenth of it.”

This is the second time I've heard "Qing Han" from other people in this day, and every time I hear her name, Lu Yi'an always has a smile on his face.

I buried my head in drinking milk tea to avoid seeing her dazzling smile under the dim light.

Ah Yan is from Chongqing, born in 80, and came to this city in 05. Lu Yian and her first met in a chat room.She came here to open a drinking bar, and Lu Yian worked with her to choose a location and make suggestions for decoration and layout. The name "forher" was thought up by Lu Yian, and the writing on the wall was also written by Lu Yian. She often came to work as a waiter during summer vacation. Lu Yian of ForHer just didn't invest money, but spent a lot of energy with Ah Yan.

When Lu Yian was in high school, he was already thinking about how to open a store with his friends, while I was still in the third year of high school.

They didn't particularly avoid me in their conversation. From their conversation, I knew that Lu Yi'an had already found an internship in Beijing, but Aunt Li called and said that her grandfather was sick, so she had no choice but to rush home. However, after returning home, the truth was not In this way, Aunt Li just wanted her to go home.There was some anger in her tone, but more helplessness.

She said, I don't know whether to be angry or happy, after all, grandpa's health is better than anything else.

She said, what can this small city do for me?Can keep me from going out for three months.

They occasionally mentioned the girl named Qinghan.

I looked up and asked, "Are Sister Qinghan and Sister Lu very close?"

She said, we made an appointment to fight together in Beijing, for our dreams and life.

I asked her, Sister Lu, what is your dream?

She smiled and said, "Of course I bought a house in Beijing."

Ah Yan interjected: "Don't pay attention to her, Lu Yi'an's great dream is to become a (separate) writer, maybe one day we will be able to read her masterpieces in bookstores."

"Jiang Ming, what about you? What do you want to do in the future?"

"I want to be a novelist and record all the stories I see in my life into words."

Lu Yi'an smiled, raised her cocktail to clink glasses with me: "Sure enough, heroes see the same thing."

Ah Yan stood up and shouted: "I'm so sore, I'll retreat first, let you two literary youths slowly have a soul exchange."

I asked Ah Yan: "Sister Ah Yan, what do you want to do?"

She bent over to prop up the table with one hand, put one hand on Lu Yian's shoulder, took a sip of Lu Yian's wine, and said with all her thoughts: "I, I am 27 years old, I don't have any great dreams, just I want to have a stable career, have a long-term lover, and live a stable life."

Stability, this simple word is beyond my understanding at the age of 17. I heard someone calling the boss, and I looked up, not knowing which table it was.Ah Yan patted me on the shoulder, indicating that we are free.This room is really too dark, she took only a few steps, and her figure slowly disappeared into the corner where the lights couldn't see, I think, she must be a person who is used to the darkness.

And Lu Yian, is it the same?She often said to Lu Yiping and me that the kind of friends a person makes shows the direction she will go in the future.

We each had a drink.The light in the room is only enough for me to see her face clearly. She is half leaning on the chair with her legs crossed, one elbow resting on the table and the other hand around her belly. With her hairstyle, she has the image of a son of the Republic of China. If she puts on a suit, she will look even more like it.It's just that when I look at her like this and think of her appearance at home, I can't help laughing. In such a quiet environment, I need to find something to say to divert these random thoughts.

"Sister Lu, is the cocktail good?"

"Not bad, better than beer."

"Can I try yours?"

Lu Yi'an pushed her cup over, it was warm and dim, I took a sip from the rim of the cup, it was thick and bitter.I pushed the cup back to her and poured the milk tea into my mouth suddenly: "It's so hard to drink, it's bitter."

This is the first time I drink alcohol, I have never even had beer before.

My embarrassment made her laugh, and she picked up the cup and took a sip: "I add brandy, so it's naturally bitter. Besides, I ask Sister Yan to add a little more wine every time. Girls should drink non-alcoholic. She calls you Cinderella."

She said that this is called LadyBeGood, the Chinese name means good wife and loving mother, and it is an exclusive cocktail for Cancers.

But looking at her neutral attire, no one would think of a good wife and mother.I can't help but think, what kind of person will Lu Yian marry in the future?No matter what kind of boy she is with, she will not be harmonious.When I was thinking this way, that woman named Qinghan suddenly appeared in my mind, wearing a long violet dress, with white hands around Lu Yian's neck.Her thin lips slowly opened and closed, as if to say, Yian, it's mine.

This groundless thought startled me, I quickly took another sip of Lu Yian's wine, choked on it, and the wine flowed out of my nostrils, but only such strong bitterness could calm my mood.

Lu Yi'an hurriedly stood up and patted my back: "Jiang Ming, what's wrong?"

I pushed her hand away and coughed to myself. "It's okay, I suddenly want to remember what this wine tastes like."

Lu Yi'an laughed at me being stupid, but why am I not.From the day I met her, it became inexplicable.