Chapter 267 Want to buy sweet-scented osmanthus and wine
Chapter 267 Want to buy sweet-scented osmanthus and wine
"How is it? Are you feeling emotional?" Wang Jiao propped her chin with both hands and looked at her friend across from her with a smile, "When you were in the capital before, you especially liked to hang out in lively places like this at night."
Wenruan retracted her gaze and said softly, "It's actually not that bad. It's probably just a visit to an old place, and I have a lot of memories."
"Of course you did. The last time you came to the capital was when I got married two years ago. Time flies!"
Then, the two began to talk about each other's work.
Wenruan's eyes were full of emotion.
After graduating from university, Wang Jiao was successfully admitted to the school's graduate school of journalism and communication, and was hired by Didu Television after graduating with a master's degree.
As a public institution directly under the municipal government, my household registration was quickly resolved and I became a resident of the new capital.
Later, she married a colleague who was a director and editor at a TV station and bought a house in Yaojiayuan.
Last year, I queued up and got a new energy vehicle license plate quota and bought a Tesla Model Y.
Now I have an easy job, I have a car and a house, and both sets of parents are in good health.
She had realized her dream during college and settled down in the prosperous international metropolis of the imperial capital.
Of course, this was once her dream.
Now Sun Simin has also reached this step.
In comparison, she was indeed the one who was doing the worst among all the students in the dormitory.
An employee of a media company in Yancheng, an ordinary second-tier city.
Although I have side income, the work is easy and not stressful, but the future is not clear.
Soon, the meals they ordered were served.
M5 fillet steak, sausage platter, avocado nachos, tuna Nicoise salad…
Wang Jiao cut a piece of steak and took a bite. She looked at Wenruan and said softly, "Ruanruan, have you ever thought about returning to the capital? I can help you get an internal recommendation. You have such outstanding abilities. It would be a waste for you to stay in your hometown."
She has worked at the TV station for nearly 5 years and has a very capable husband.
In fact, the network resources are very good.
It is not difficult to help find a suitable job.
"No, I'm fine the way I am now." Wen Ruan picked up a sausage for her and said with a smile, "Nebula International is going to open a branch in Yancheng. I plan to invest in it and try it out. It shouldn't be a big problem."
"It seems that you still want to stay in your hometown, okay." Wang Jiao said with some regret: "I know a lot of excellent boys in the imperial capital. Their age, education and family background are very suitable for you. With your conditions, you still have a lot of choices."
Being unmarried at the age of 30 is actually not noticeable in a metropolis like the imperial capital.
In particular, Wenruan's figure and appearance are still outstanding, or to say, she is more mature and sexy than a few years ago.
After a moment of silence, Wenruan whispered, "Forget it, I'm fine now."
She did not want to reveal Tang Song's existence to these former classmates.
After all, even if they are together, it is difficult for their relationship to be made public.
If that’s the case, then why should we give others this gorgeous illusion?
After saying that, she looked carefully at Wang Jiao, whom she hadn't seen for more than two years.
The images we see in Moments and videos are all of her with beauty filters added. In real life, she shows visible signs of aging.
But I can still vaguely see the young and lively her when she was in college.
Probably myself too.
Time is truly an irresistible force.
...
Next to the terrace railing, green vines climb along the racks, and the leaves sway gently in the breeze, making rustling sounds.
The two of them reminisced about the past while enjoying the delicious food.
The strangeness after not seeing each other for a long time gradually disappeared.
After the meal, Wang Jiao took the initiative to pay the bill.
The two of them strolled from the South District of Taikoo Li to the North District.
Looking at the dazzling array of high-end luxury stores, Wang Jiao said with emotion: "When I was in college, I really wanted an LV bag. I dreamed about it. I felt that it was the most beautiful and best bag in the world. Later, after graduating from graduate school, I finally saved some money and came here with great enthusiasm. I looked for a long time, but in the end I still spent several hundred yuan to buy a lipstick."
She paused, "Maybe this is what it means. I want to buy osmanthus flowers and carry wine with me, but it doesn't feel like the time when I was young."
Wenruan nodded silently, seeming to share the same feeling.
After walking out of the streets of the North District, the two continued walking north to the sparkling Liangma River.
On the pedestrian path, street lamps emit a soft light.
Men and women running at night, elderly people taking a walk, couples holding hands, a family of three with a child...
Pass by them.
The Liangma River is full of vitality in early summer.
The brightly lit high-rise buildings and the light and shadows reflected in the river complement each other, forming a prosperous city night scene.
Wen Ruan looked at a high-rise building flashing neon lights, and complicated thoughts flashed through her eyes.
That's where she worked for 5 years.
The period before she left the imperial capital was also the time when she was in the lowest and most depressed mood.
The brighter the lights, the more I wanted to escape. I fell into a state of self-doubt and denial.
I just want to find a place without light and lie down quietly.
Thinking back on it now, I still feel a little short of breath.
On the way back.
Wang Jiao pointed to the young people sitting together on the lawn playing guitar and singing, and said with a smile: "I still remember that night in my junior year, Zheng Jinpeng took his guitar and sang Wang Leehom's "Things You Don't Know" for you downstairs.
He will come to Simin's wedding this time, and he volunteered to be the best man. I guess he still has feelings for you and wants to continue his relationship with you as the bridesmaid."
"So many years have passed, and Zheng Jinpeng has had two or three girlfriends, and you still tease me about him." Wen Ruan chuckled.
College is also an extremely beautiful memory for her.
Looking back on the past, I feel more relaxed and nostalgic.
Study together, read together, watch the stars together on the playground, talk about everything and our ideals...
"Who made you so charming? I wonder how many boys in our school love you." Wang Jiao pinched her cheeks, took out her phone from her bag, searched for a while, opened a photo and shared it on her WeChat, "Do you remember this photo? I took it for you in the painting class in college.
A few days ago, when I was helping Simin prepare a wedding memory video, I found this photo from my QQ space.
To be honest, when you were in college, you really made us roommates envious to death. "
Wen Ruan opened her phone and took a look. She was stunned and felt mixed emotions.
This should have been taken during my junior year.
At that time, she had already integrated into the famous Imperial Capital Normal University.
Immersed in the thriving campus environment, full of hope for the future, I feel that I can become anyone I want to be.
My hair was still short at that time, and I was so vain that I dyed it a beautiful and unique purple.
She had it before when she was twenty years old.
Moisturizing skin, youthful, fiery and elastic body, and a youthful and high-spirited mentality.
The figures of Tang and Song gradually emerged in my mind.
Twenty years old, the brightest, most passionate age, sweet love.
If I were the me back then and met him now, I would definitely rush over regardless of everything and have a PK with those competitors.
"It's a pity that I can never go back." She whispered.
Noticing her best friend's sudden depression, Wang Jiao quickly smiled and comforted her, "Ruanruan, you are actually becoming more and more feminine now, and your charm has only increased rather than decreased. If those boys who pursued you in the past saw you now, they would definitely dream about you again in countless midnight emo dreams."
"Haha, you make it sound like I'm flirting with people everywhere. I'm the only one in our dormitory who never had a relationship in college."
"It's because you have high standards!"
...
A corner of the parking lot.
The black Tesla turned on its lights.
Wang Jiao stood beside the car with a happy smile on her face. "I have to go back to bed early. I can't stay up late now. The reason is... Don't tell anyone. I'm pregnant."
"Ah!" Wenruan looked at her belly in surprise and asked in surprise, "How long has it been!?"
"It's just 4 weeks. We have been trying to get pregnant for almost a year and finally got our wish. My husband is stewing Tremella soup for me at home right now and keeps urging me to go home quickly." Wang Jiao touched her belly. "It's hard to imagine that there is a little life growing in my belly now. This feeling is really magical."
"Great! Then you should go back quickly and drive carefully on the road! Let me know when you get home."
"Yeah, bye." Wang Jiao hugged her tightly, "Also, Ruanruan, you should also consider your lifelong affairs."
I watched the Tesla merge into the traffic and disappear into the night.
Wenruan withdrew her gaze, the smile on her face gradually disappeared, she lowered her head in silence, and walked forward with all her strength.
The thick-soled shoes made a "clacking" sound as they stepped on the stone road.
A few minutes later, we returned to the entrance of Lavande Hotel.
Wenruan stood in the evening breeze, lost in thought.
Youth, dreams and love.
These are the three things I once cherished most.
Now she has lost the first two, and the last one seems difficult to complete.
When it comes to career and love, she no longer has the courage and confidence she once had.
Now that he has made up his mind to return to Nebula International, he is just looking for a cave to temporarily shelter from the wind and rain.
What about the future?
What will my future be like...
I will probably never become what I imagined myself to be when I was 20.
Wenruan bit her teeth hard.
Looking up, the sky is dotted with stars, like gems inlaid in the black sky.
The prosperity of the imperial capital had not yet disturbed her heart, but the bullet that had hit her so many years ago had already hit her right between the eyebrows.
(End of this chapter)