dhibooks Chapter 62 15-3
Chapter 62 15-3
Then, until late at night, although the rain came and went, it showed no sign of stopping.
Lin Zhique crossed her legs, nestled on the sofa in the room, and read a pirated copy of "Saint Seiya". A pastime that has been left behind in olden times.
Looking up from the pages of the book, one can see Dusi sitting cross-legged at the desk.
Her cross-legged legs are long and slender, folded together with her thin body, and the profile of her face staring at the computer screen is also very thin, making the line of her chin more and more clear.
Lin Zhique asked, "What are you doing? Are there so many songs to download?"
Dusi has been in her room for nearly an hour.
A pink mp3 is connected to the laptop.
Dusi people grumbled and complained, "It's because your internet speed is too slow!"
"What is my internet speed? This is the hotel's internet speed. You have too many excuses!"
"What excuse? There's no excuse." Du Si turned his face.
Stick to my excuses.Lin Zhique was dumbfounded, and continued to read the manga with lowered eyes.
Dusi stretched his neck: "Where did you see?"
She warned her for the fourth time: "It's none of your business, no spoilers allowed."
"Oh——" Du Siren dragged his voice, glanced at the download progress bar stuck on the screen, stood up, and swayed aimlessly around the room.
Lin Zhique clicked his tongue annoyed by her.
"Why do you have to download so much today? Isn't it enough to download a few songs every day?"
This mp3 was bought with the help of the staff of Dusi Rentuo's program group. Sony's latest model, dark pink, is shaped like a small and slender perfume bottle. In 2005, it should be a very fashionable item.
"No, my parents are leaving tomorrow, and I want them to take them with me."
"Where to take?"
"Go to East China. The day after tomorrow is my niece's birthday."
Lin Zhique was stunned.
The day after tomorrow is July 7, Du Zhian's birthday.
July 2005, 7.It was another day that Lin Zhique would never forget in his life.
"...is this a birthday present?"
Yes, she promised Du Zhian on the phone.She surreptitiously heard it.She will give Du Zhian a pink mp3.
"That's right." Du Si fell into the sofa and was close to her, so close that his cheek was on her shoulder.There was a handheld DV player on the sofa, and Dusi took it in his hand to play with, "I'm going to record a blessing video and send it to her by email, can you help me take it? Will you use this? I spent a lot of money on it." It took a lot of effort to borrow..."
Lin Zhique stood up suddenly, and Du Siren lost his fulcrum, and suddenly fell on the sofa.
"No. I'm going to take a shower. Go back to sleep after downloading."
Du Siren tilted half of her body, and the whole world in front of her was turned sideways. She watched Lin Zhique suddenly pull down the nightgown hanging on the hanger, and then slammed the bathroom door.
... seems to be angry.strangeness.She blinked in confusion.
Du Siren got up from the sofa, put the DV camera lens on the table facing him, and leaned over to press the shooting button.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
She cleared her throat.
"Hello, An'an, kid!"
There was the sound of splashing shower in the bathroom.
She looks away from the camera and takes a stealthy look at the frosted glass wall of the bathroom.
was interrupted.She leaned over to cancel the recording.start again.
"Hello, Du Zhian. I wish you..."
You can't see anything at all from this glass wall.
Before she finished speaking three sentences, she lost her mind again.
It does not make sense!It's raining again, and it's showering again, so there's no way to record a video!
Du Siren stood up and snapped the small folding screen of the DV player.
Find something else to do.
She began to tidy up Lin Zhique's messy desktop, stacking the scattered documents one by one.It was full of things she couldn't understand, such as sponsorship contracts, ratings analysis... There was also a page torn out of a notebook that was not evenly torn.
The letter was written in a single stroke of scribbled words: To Miss Bird, best wishes for happiness.And, you are beautiful.
The signature is Chen Jia.
May 2005... was the day of her graduation performance.
She had the illusion that the air seemed to be very quiet, but the sound of water in the bathroom was still going on, and after a moment of stupor, she realized that the rain outside the window had stopped.
Lin Zhique covered his mouth and nose, and sneezed quite a bit.
East China was also affected by the super typhoon "Haitang" and fell into the haze of thunderstorms for many days.Her mother called her to turn up the air conditioner outside the house: "I came back yesterday and got drenched, did I catch a cold? The wind blowing on my head outside made my head hurt, and I ran out every day to be crazy..."
Xu Xinan called early in the morning and said that she could not attend the appointment due to something at home in the past two days, so it was rare for her to stay at home.
She felt a little pain in her throat, and lay heavily on the bed, holding the magazine high in front of her eyes to read.
At the end of the magazine is a color page advertisement. There are a lot of newly published books, the latest digital products, cosmetics, etc. Lin Zhique carefully read the introduction of a certain three-color eyeshadow palette for a while, and when he turned the page, there was another one. The latest Sony mp3, model E503, what romantic perfume bottle shape with transparent material, 50 hours of long playback...
This mp3 has four colors in total. Compared with the perfume bottle, Lin Zhique thinks it is more like a lighter. She chooses by herself, tangled between blue and silver. The temperament does not match...
Although this temperament is only her self-proclaimed.
Her cell phone rings.The caller ID is her father Du Shen.
She stuffed the phone under the pillow and let it vibrate constantly.
Half a minute later, the vibration stopped, and the landline in the living room rang loudly. In just a few tens of seconds, the door opened, and her mother asked her to answer the phone.
"Hey."
"Magpie."
It was indeed Du Shen.
She reluctantly called out: "Dad."
"Well. Called your cell phone, why didn't you answer it?"
"……did not hear it."
"The sound of the mobile phone is too low? Dad will buy you a more expensive one."
"...No need. What are you looking for?"
"Tomorrow afternoon, Dad will ask Uncle Ding to pick you up. Dress up, preferably in a skirt."
She frowned: "Where are you going?"
She hated Du Shen's tone of giving orders and only saying one thing without saying the other.
"Tomorrow is your sister's birthday. Dad invited some guests to the banquet hall of Haizhilou to listen to your sister's performance. The dishes there are also very good. You and your sister will each have a gift."
"I do not want to go."
Hearing Du Shen call Du Zhian her sister, she almost threw up.
"I have to go. Your sister's birthday, of course you will go."
"Aren't you afraid of me making trouble?"
Du Shen smiled on the other end of the phone, as if what she said was just a child's joke.
"Although you make a fuss, if you make a fuss, Dad will help you settle it."
Du Shen is a fox-like cunning man, far from what she can see through at the age of thirteen or fourteen, he sometimes confuses her, how he often puts on a loving gesture, but he can't make her feel any real love at all meaning.
She hated being treated as a child by him, and suddenly felt furious, and her throat became more and more uncomfortable.
July 2005, 7.Wednesday.
Du Siren was stuffed into the car sent by the company early in the morning, sandwiched between Chen Jia and Fang Yan, and the group set off for the shooting location arranged by the "Stars" magazine.Chen Jia sat beside her, holding a large pack of toilet paper, and kept wiping his nose.
Li Miaomiao turned her head from the co-pilot and scolded Chen Jia: "I told you not to open an umbrella. What time is it now? You don't know how to take care of your body. If your voice is still like this during the live broadcast on Friday, I'll see what you will do."
The company's driver uncle is familiar with Li Miaomiao: "Sister Sanshui, why is it you? Your boss Zhu told me that the one who came to accompany me today is the new Ms. Lin."
Chen Jia wiped her nose and repeated in a low voice: "Sister Sanshui."
Li Miaomiao scolded her: "Shut up!" Then she turned around, "It's not that this guy infected Miss Lin, there may be an outdoor scene today, she had a little fever yesterday, I'm afraid she won't be able to hold on, so I'll do it .”
"Oh, the weather is really bad recently, it's raining heavily, can you still shoot exterior scenes?"
"Is there any way? They made a plan early in the morning. We can only wait to see if the rain will stop for a while."
The wipers on the windshield were turned to the maximum gear, and they kept wiping out the front of the car that was obliterated in a few seconds. It was obviously such a cold blue-gray rainy day, and the air at the end of July was still hot. The air conditioner seemed to be broken, only blowing hot air.
For them, it is always hot and cold. The air-conditioning in the hotel or the rehearsal hall is blowing the sweat from practice, and then they walk into the stuffy space, and then the wind and rain outside the house, so that they are splashed on the half of the body. It is also difficult not to catch a cold.This week's schedule has also become particularly long under such weather, anxious and not refreshing.
The dialect said: "It's okay for Le Xin and Chen Jia to share a room, but Miss Bird is infected instead."
Du Siren had no intention of participating in the chat on the way.
Last night, when she returned to the hotel from the TV station, it was almost ten o'clock. Lin Zhique didn't show up all day, nor did she reply to any of her text messages. She had no way to find her. Only when she met Lin Jiajia in the corridor did she know that she was ill They all said that they were infected by Chen Jia.
Chen Jia was fine, but had a runny nose and sore throat, and went in and out of the rehearsal hall as usual all day long.
Du Siren asked Lin Jiajia for the cold medicine she always kept in the medicine box. Lin Jiajia spread her hands and said, "It's all for Chen Jia. Otherwise, you can ask her for some. I think Miss Bird seems to have rested all day, and it may have been early." I have taken medicine."
When they said this, they stood near the room where Chen Jia lived.
She replied: "...Forget it, I'll go out and buy some."
Lin Jiajia persuaded her from behind: "It's raining so heavily, why go out to buy? Chen Jia must not be asleep, I just heard Le Xin making a fuss inside..."
She pretended not to hear clearly, coped with it without looking back, took the elevator all the way downstairs, held up her umbrella and ran into the rain.The sound of the rain immediately swallowed up all the sounds around her, but it couldn't be louder than her inner voice——
She was upset, and she didn't know why.
If it was just because of a signed message from a few months ago, then she would be too stingy.
Even if it was because of this signature that she rejected her graduation performance, where to go, who to meet, and what to do, it was her freedom.
She actually fell into the narrow nature of human beings, allowing jealousy to ferment to the point where she didn't even feel happy sharing a cold with her.
It's not like her at all.
Perhaps emotions are constantly accumulating like rain, and if they are not scattered, they will collapse sooner or later.However, her unhappiness was not anger, but boredom, like a heavy black cloud pressing on her chest.
Holding her umbrella, she searched for three pharmacies in a row, but they were all closed at black lights, and it was raining heavily. Even with the umbrella on, her arms were still wet from the raindrops, and half of her trouser legs were wet, so she held her breath. After walking in the rain for nearly half an hour, I finally found a pharmacy that was still open and bought several boxes of cold medicine and antipyretics.
However, it was always in vain. Lin Zhique had "Do Not Disturb" hanging on the door of Lin Zhique's room.
Du Siren hung the medicine on the doorknob, and when he went upstairs, he met Chen Jia in the elevator carrying a box of porridge.
She greeted her: "Are you okay?"
Chen Jia answered which pot did not turn on, "Well, I'm fine. Miss Bird seems to be more serious. Fortunately, Jiajia has medicine, and I will share it with her."