Su Meng froze in place for a long time, until she was so hungry that she felt cramps in her stomach, then she lightly stamped her sore feet and rushed to school, dragging her luggage.
She didn't understand where she had offended Jiang Ning, let alone why he sent her here.
Looking at the navigation on my mobile phone, I saw that it was still 11.7 kilometers away from the school. It cost 55 yuan to take a taxi and three hours to walk.
She understood very well that the 55 yuan taxi fare was too luxurious for her, and walking was her only option.
Forget it, get used to it.
Su Meng puffed up her chest and walked towards the school pretending to be strong.
The hustle and bustle of the city will never change its appearance just because of your loneliness.
Su Meng bought the cheapest vegetable pancake and asked the boss for two more steamed buns to fill her stomach first.
Unfortunately, God was not kind to us, and before the vegetable cakes even reached our mouths, the pouring rain poured into this world like a flood.
Su Meng hid the vegetable cake in her chest in panic and rushed towards the basement in the strong wind.
The dark basement did not bring her any warmth, but the large temperature difference made Su Meng sneeze several times.
"Why don't we just spend the night here? After all, I still have a blanket in my suitcase."
She opened the suitcase while nibbling on the semi-wet vegetable pancake.
It was too late, but soon, a cool breeze came from nowhere and blew the bundles of paintings in her box.
Su Meng couldn't sit still for a moment, stood up suddenly, dropped the vegetable cake in her hand and chased out frantically.
"Faster, faster, faster!"
Seeing that the bundle of paintings was about to roll into the puddle, Su Meng jumped forward suddenly, her feet twisted and her clothes got wet, but the paintings still rolled into the puddle.
Su Meng ignored the pain and quickly picked up the bundle of paintings. One, two... all six were wet...
All the grievances reached their peak in an instant. Su Meng tightly wrapped the painting in her arms, roaring and crying.
"Hey, are you okay?"
**
The camping, which was originally only for men, has a unique flavor because of Chen Ruichu's arrangements.
"Senior, you're finally here! It's raining so heavily, and they are discussing whether to pick you up!"
Jiang Ning heard Chen Ruichu's voice, glanced at her lightly, and said nothing.
"Senior, are you hungry? Try the curry noodles and veal steak I made. The steak is medium rare specially for you!"
Chen Ruichu put the delicious food on the table and handed it to Jiang Ning.
Jiang Ning pushed the food away irritably, silently opened a bottle of wine, and drank it all in one gulp.
After a long time, Jiang Ning broke the dead silence.
"Where is Yuan?"
"Xiao He, it seems he went to buy charcoal."
【呲——】
Another bottle of wine was opened, and Jiang Ning picked up three more bottles. She waved her hands to everyone, indicating that they had a good time, and then turned around and entered the RV.
The car window faced the endless sea, and the moon parted the clouds and mist, spreading its faint light to the sea.
"Oh, I'm such a coward."
After one bottle of wine is consumed, another bottle of wine is opened.
"Forget it, it's time to let go of the obsession that I should have seen clearly six years ago."
He Yuan, with his half-wet body, knocked on the door of the RV, interrupting Jiang Ning's thoughts.
"Why did you come?"
Jiang Ning just asked symbolically, her eyes still staring at the sea, and she raised her head and drank another glass.
"It rained heavily just now and the charcoal got wet. I'm thinking of buying some dry charcoal!"
He Yuan looked around, and after confirming that no one was helping, he asked curiously:
"Why are the people you brought missing?"
"not coming."
"Oh, what a pity, I also prepared a welcome party for my sister-in-law, so it's all in vain!"
The wine glass in Jiang Ning's hand stopped mid-air, and then she poured the wine into her mouth.
"Just ordinary friends."
Seeing Jiang Ning's displeasure, He Yuan hurriedly changed the subject.
"Brother Jiang, guess who I saw when I came here? Do you still remember the group of photos I took on the road a few days ago and asked you to name them! I saw her again!"
Jiang Ning was slightly stunned and did not answer.
"Is she a teacher from No. 24 Middle School? Do you recognize her?"
"..."
Seeing that Jiang Ning still ignored him, He Yuan wiped his head and prepared to leave.
"Finish your words."
He Yuan snickered, dragged the stool in front of Jiang Ning, and said proudly:
"I knew you knew her! To be honest, that woman doesn't look like your colleague. She looks like a beggar. If I hadn't been kind-hearted and sent her back to school, I would have been caught in the rain and died."
【Boom!】
The wine glass was placed heavily on the table, Jiang Ning looked at He Yuan with bright red eyes.
"Where did you see her?"
He Yuan was startled by Jiang Ning's excessive reaction.
"Just at the night market near the moat."
Before He Yuan finished speaking, he was pulled up by Jiang Ning.
"Send me to No. 24 Middle School!"
There were no security guards at night on campus during the summer vacation, so Su Meng had to huddle in a corner of the eaves.
The summer night after the rain was chilly everywhere, which undoubtedly made Su Meng worse.
She covered her chest with her suitcase, but the cool breeze could still penetrate her body unbridled.
Su Meng wanted to retreat, but found that she had no way out.
With her last glimmer of hope, she dialed Zhou Shaoyang's phone number.
"Hello? Su Meng? I was just about to call you!"
A little light shone into Su Meng's originally misty eyes.
"Shaoyang, can you... come pick me up?"
"Pick you up? Sorry, Su Meng, it's really inconvenient for me."
Before Su Meng could say the word "it's okay", Zhou Shaoyang quickly stated his needs.
"How are you finishing the six paintings I asked you to paint a month ago? Ah, I didn't want to rush you in such a hurry. But as you know, the day after tomorrow is my personal exhibition, and the investor made an impromptu request.
I am exhibiting several new paintings. Have you painted them?"
Su Meng lowered her head slightly, looked at the painting in her arms that was soaked by the heavy rain, and whispered: "I'm sorry..."
Zhou Shaoyang on the other end of the phone was obviously angry and asked again in disbelief:
"I'm sorry? No, Su Meng, what do you mean? You never failed to make an appointment with me on my previous drawings. What's going on now? When I wanted to pay you, you refused me! What do you mean, I'm helping you realize your dream?
You can’t take my money! If you want money now, just say so. Is it interesting to use this method?"
"No...you misunderstood..."
"Misunderstanding? Okay, if it's a misunderstanding, give me three paintings tomorrow, at least three!"
"..."
Su Meng's throat was so dry and painful that she couldn't make a sound for a while.
"Why, are you still angry? If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your acquiescence! Su Meng, don't forget who exhibited your paintings nationwide! Have you ever thought about what you would give me if you went to work in school privately?
How much trouble it brings! Forget it, let’s not talk about it! At eight o’clock tomorrow evening, I will ask my assistant to pick up at least three paintings!”