Encountering a pretty girl on the bus (Part 2)

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I woke up with a start, grabbed the 818 from the bedside table to check the time: 6:20. Staring blankly at the ceiling for a long time, I finally realized it was a dream, not real. Thank goodness, no worries.
After breakfast, I got ready, went out, and got into my car, wondering if I'd see the lovely Li Rujing again.
Everything went smoothly. When Jingjing sat down, I checked the time on the 818: 7:20. 8:00 for work, perfect timing. I kept thinking to myself, seeing her for three days in a row, it couldn't be anything but fate. "
Brother Tianlai, where do you work?" Jingjing asked with a cute smile. "
Me? Harbin Railway Station, a sales company, not well-known." "And you?"
"I work at ** Hospital, a surgical nurse." (When I heard Jingjing say she was a nurse, my heart almost jumped out of my chest. In short: I was completely flustered. Calm down, calm down.)
After catching my breath, I said: "A nurse? Not bad, probably much better than my sales job, haha?"
I don't know that yet. Anyway, sometimes I'm late because of traffic, and the director criticizes me, so I always leave early. The best thing is that I met Brother Tianlai, and I even have a seat. Thank you! You 're welcome.
We're on the same side, so of course I'll take care of you.
On the same side? Oh, Brother Tianlai, you mean we both love listening to Zheng Zhihua's songs?
Smart, I like it. (I felt like I'd said the wrong thing as soon as I said "like." Looking at Jingjing, her lovely face was flushed, and she quickly looked out the window.)
Um, what's your phone number? It's convenient to contact you, hehe. I shamelessly blurted out this.
Mine is 1393643****. Jingjing turned her head and slowly said after I took out my 818.
I pressed the numbers and dialed. As soon as the phone rang, I said, "This is my number. Contact me if you need help. My QQ number is 598890680, what's yours?"
I don't go online much, but I'll remember things. Actually, the phone is more convenient. Jingjing replied with a smile.
We chatted until she got off the bus. She mainly talked about some unhappy things at work, and I didn't say much, which was for the best. Actually, I'm not a very talkative person; listening is good too.
When she got off the bus, Jingjing stood up and started swaying. I had already noticed she wasn't very balanced, so I reached out my right hand and grabbed her left. From the force she used, I knew she really couldn't stand steadily.
I didn't look away until the bus started moving again. Jingjing was already out of my sight, but the lingering warmth of my hand told me she was still there.
During my lunch break, I sent the same text message to Jingjing and Zixin—a joke—to make them both happy.
Jingjing replied quickly: "It's very funny, haha, but I'm a bit old, like your age. Seems like there's a generation gap." "
Wow, really? I'm 28, not old at all!" I replied quickly. "Yes, I admit, I'm much older than you, but I'm really not old."
Zixin's reply arrived: "Not funny at all. I don't have time to chat with you today..."
Looking at Zixin's reply, I thought, "Silence is golden." That's just how she is; her attitude towards me is unpredictable, sometimes warm, sometimes cold.
Jingjing's text came again: "Okay, fine, even if you're not old. I'm going to dinner with my cousin tonight, but after dinner she'll go on a date and I'll have to go
home alone. My cousin has a boyfriend and doesn't care about me. How about I ask you out after dinner tonight, and then take you home?" I replied.
Much later, when I thought Jingjing wouldn't agree and didn't know how to explain, Jingjing replied. "
I asked my cousin, and she said they'll finish dinner at 8:30 pm, and they're meeting at 8:45 pm. That's the same time for us, okay? The location is at the entrance of Jingjie Street by the Songhua River, how about it?" Hehe.
I thought for three minutes and replied: "No problem, I'll definitely be there early. Bye then, see you tonight."
I stood at the intersection of Jingjie Street and the flood control channel, took out my beloved 818 to check the time: 8:10 PM, 35 minutes before our agreed time—a bit early. Perhaps I was too excited; I arrived early, though not really early—it was already dark, and all the streetlights were on. Please don't laugh, everyone; you should be able to understand, after all, this was my first date with Jingjing, so of course I had to arrive early.
What to do now that I was so early? I wondered, glancing around to see if any pretty girls would pass by (I should really be punished; I still couldn't shake my slutty nature. Thinking about it carefully, you'll understand—human nature is the hardest thing to change).
Looking around, oh, heaven rewards the diligent! Sure enough, about 30 meters ahead, a beautiful woman was sitting on the riverbank railing (I forgot to mention, the riverbank railings in Harbin are quite wide and made of concrete; there's no problem sitting on them). She was wearing a black suit, her hair flowing over her shoulders in the breeze. This scene immediately reminded me of Zheng Zhihua's lyrics, "Let the wind blow, let it blow your flowing hair." What a beautiful woman and a beautiful scene!
Then, scanning the surroundings, hehe, no chivalrous protector appeared. I couldn't help but feel happy, thinking to myself, "Let me be your chivalrous protector!" A heroic rescue scene flashed through my mind: a masked slut lunges at the beauty, she screams in fright, I sprint towards her at top speed, deliver a flying kick, leaving him with a face full of slaps, the slut kneeling on the ground begging for mercy. As I pondered, a smile unconsciously crept onto my face. I smiled smugly…
Lost in thought, I subtly moved towards the beautiful woman. Then I saw her stand up and walk towards the riverbank. I really wanted to shout, “Sister, you forgot your bag! It’ll get stolen if you leave it on the railing!”
But then I realized, I was the closest person there. If I shouted that the bag would be stolen, I’d be the one taking it too. So I didn’t shout, but slowly approached her, wanting to see what she would do.
She slowly walked to the last step, almost into the river, before stopping. Damn, was she going to commit suicide? If so, I could really be a hero and save her! After all, my best sport is swimming. I watched her movements, thinking, so I could react quickly.
Suddenly, she raised her hands, then lowered them, then raised them again after a while. This time, it took a long time before she lowered them. When she raised her hands for the third time, I had a bad feeling. Wasn’t this preparation for jumping? Immediately, I yelled, "No! Don't jump!" I ran towards the woman in the black dress, only to see her glance back, then lean back and plunge into the river with a splash.
I was stunned! I'd already yelled "Don't jump!" Why did she still jump? So disobedient! *Thump!* I jumped in too, quickly grabbing her arm with one hand and wrapping my other arm around her waist. With a push of my feet, thankfully the water wasn't deep, only about 1.5 meters, and I easily pushed her onto the steps leading to the bank. I climbed up myself.
She must have choked on water; she coughed for a while before calming down. While wringing the water out of my clothes, I said, "Sister, the world is so big, life is so beautiful, why do you want to end it all? Isn't living good enough?
Are you crazy?" she yelled. Then she continued coughing.
Good heavens, this really scared me; I was speechless for a long time.
After a long pause, I slowly said, "Sister (why am I so sure she's older than me, a 'sister'? Because she was wearing a skirt suit and had such a mature air about her, something a 20-something-year-old girl wouldn't normally exude), but I'm the one who rescued you. I'm not sick; I even had a checkup a few days ago. Don't be afraid, I don't have any infectious diseases either." "
If you're not sick, why were you yelling just now? You not only yelled but also ran towards me, scaring me half to
death! If I hadn't been scared, I wouldn't have fallen into the river," the beautiful woman said angrily. Only then did I get a good look at her face. Her eyes and brows revealed an extraordinary air, but her hair and clothes were completely soaked, highlighting a poignant beauty. She was truly a beauty; I was somewhat stunned. At that moment, the beautiful woman also looked up at me. I was truly shocked by what I saw; she too was stunned.
It took her a long time to recover, while I continued to admire her. Seeing me staring at her like that, the beautiful woman seemed a little embarrassed and turned her face to the other side. But in that instant, I felt her face flush slightly. I'm actually quite impressed with myself; I noticed even the slightest change. Ugh…
I'm so sorry, I thought you were trying to commit suicide, that's why I called out. I didn't mean to scare you. I'm so sorry, you're all wet. Shall I take you home? I said, feeling a little guilty. "
No need, no need to apologize, it's okay. Actually, I can swim a little, it was just so sudden that I swallowed some water." The beautiful woman said as she got up to walk upstairs.
But as soon as she stood up and took one step, her right foot twisted, she let out a soft "Ah!" and sat back down.
That's when I noticed that she was wearing high-heeled sandals, and the heel of her right shoe was broken; she had clearly sprained her right ankle. It seemed she couldn't walk on her own, so I said, "I'll take you home, or we can go to the hospital. You can't walk like this."
She looked at me, didn't say anything, tried to stand up again, but failed twice, and then stopped moving, sitting on the steps as if thinking about something.
I didn't know what to do. After thinking for a long time, I slowly said, "I'll take you home. It's all my fault. If I hadn't shouted, you wouldn't have fallen in. If you hadn't fallen, your shoes wouldn't have broken, and you wouldn't have sprained your ankle. It's all my fault." (At that moment, I thought to myself, regardless of whether it was my fault or not, I had to take the blame. That's how a real man acts, and that's how I should treat Xiao Shenyang, that real man.)
After a long while, the beautiful woman finally looked up and smiled at me. (My God, she smiled at me! And that smile was so beautiful! I was so excited! Wait a minute, something's not right. I'm the one who caused her to fall into the river. She has no reason to smile at me. Am I more handsome than Chow Yun-fat? Pshaw, I can't believe I could come up with such a shameless excuse. If Chow Yun-fat knew, he'd be furious!) I felt my face turn red, a red of embarrassment. I was so ashamed. "
It's okay, it's not your fault. Take me home," the beautiful woman said. "Help me up first, and take my bag too."
Oh my god, did I hear that right? I was so excited I could hardly believe it, but I still went over and helped her up. When my hand touched her coat, I thought it would be a wonderful feeling... damn it, this darn water, you ruined it all! But it's okay, there's another kind of feeling in it, like taking a shower, hehe.
So, I supported her with one arm and carried her bag with the other, walking towards the roadside, thinking we'd get a taxi and go home together, and then... hehe... wait, wait, there seems to be something else going on?
Oh no, I arranged to meet Jingjing at 8:45, am I late? Thinking this, I reached for my phone. But as soon as I touched it, oh my god, my beloved 818 was wet! Yes, I'm still soaking wet. I took it out and saw, sure enough, it wouldn't display anything. I cried, is my beloved 818 really gone? "My love for you isn't over yet! You can't leave me! Without you, I really don't know what time it will be!"
The beautiful woman, seeing all this, looked embarrassed and slowly said, "Your phone got wet? It's unusable now, isn't it? I'm so sorry, it's all because of me.
Otherwise, your phone wouldn't have gotten wet." "It's okay, it's not your fault, it's entirely my fault. If I hadn't shouted so loudly, you wouldn't have fallen into the water." I said,
"Actually, it's not your fault." The beautiful woman blushed slightly and became even more embarrassed, slowly saying, "Actually...actually...actually, my heel broke, and I lost my balance and fell into the river..." After saying that, she lowered her head to look at her shoe.
Then I remembered that when she heard me call out, she turned around first before leaning back. She must have taken a step back, and that's when her heel broke, causing her to lose her balance and fall into the river. I felt a little better then; after all, it wasn't my fault. The blame should be on the flimsy shoes. (Ugh, what kind of person is that? It was clearly my fault, yet I'm blaming others. If I hadn't called out, she wouldn't have moved, and if she hadn't moved, she wouldn't have fallen. Okay, okay, whatever, as long as the pretty lady doesn't think it's my fault.) It
was past 9 o'clock, and the pretty lady slowly glanced at her watch and said, "Do you have something else to do?" She looked up and asked me again. "
Ah, no, I'm meeting a friend at 8:45. It seems she can't come. I'll take you home." I thought to myself, "Never mind Jingjing for now. She must have had something to do. If she came, she would definitely see me. I'll take this pretty lady home first. Maybe something good is waiting for me. Who knows?"
I quickly hailed a taxi and got in. The beautiful woman took a business card from her elegant bag and gently handed it to me. I carefully took it. Wow, it smells so good! I felt so happy. Then I looked at the name: Ye Qingtong, Editor-in-Chief of **Magazine. Wow, what a beautiful name! No wonder she's the editor-in-chief of the magazine. She really deserves the name. Thinking of myself, Wang Tianlai, I felt so envious. I hate Xiao Shenyang. "
My phone number is on it. Your phone broke because of me. I'll bring you a new one in a few days when I have time. Remember to come find me. If you don't come, it'll be considered a voluntary withdrawal," Qingtong said gently. (Please allow me to call her by her name like this. She's so beautiful, Qingtong...)
"I'm a little embarrassed, haha." (I can hardly believe I'm embarrassed with my thick skin.) "Thank you, Editor-in-Chief Ye. I happen to have another one at home that's barely usable. I'll use that one for now. Besides, I had my reasons for what happened today. I should have paid for your clothes, haha."
Hearing what I said, Qing Tong turned her face away, covering her mouth with her hand, looking like she was both laughing and crying. I thought about it; crying was unlikely, because crying over ruined clothes was too pointless, and laughing… but there was nothing funny about it (I later learned the reason: Qing Tong laughed first, then cried, a soft, heartbreaking cry, because today's events reminded her of a past event and a person).
After about two minutes, Qing Tong slowly turned her head and softly said, "What's your phone number? Should I call you?"
"Um…1390451****." I said it without thinking, because I felt that since she had given me her name and phone number, there was no need for me not to. "
What's your name?"…Qing Tong continued.
"Wang Tianlai, the name of a character Xiao Shenyang once played, the 'real man' one." Damn, even the driver in front laughed at my introduction. I cursed inwardly, "I hate you, you 'real man'!"
Qing Tong remained expressionless, simply typing her name and number into her phone. After a short while, she looked up and said, "Driver, pull over. I'm getting off here." The car stopped, and Qing Tong slowly got out. I got out too, and just as I was wondering whether I should drive her all the way home, Qing Tong said, "Don't follow me. I can walk by myself. I'll contact you in a few days."
I sensed it; her words were calm, yet somewhat cold. So I didn't move, just watched her walk slowly, stopping and starting, towards a nearby residential area. She disappeared through the gates before I got back to my car. After
sitting for a while, I got out and went home, constantly thinking of Qing Tong's name, replaying everything that had just happened. So beautiful! A completely different feeling from Jing Jing. Jing Jing has a cute beauty, Qing Tong has a mature beauty, and Zi Xin has a beauty that's sometimes mature and sometimes cute. Suddenly, I feel I prefer the mature one more, haha, how shameless.
Looks like I'll see my beautiful Qing Tong tonight too. Beautiful! The fantasy everyone's been hoping for has finally begun. If I don't indulge in some wishful thinking, I'll be letting down everyone on Tianya. So, of these three beauties, which one will I dream about…?

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