C1038 What a Coward!

Listen to her again. The cigarette in Rongge's mouth trembled.

However, he quickly reacted and pretended to look at the cigarette in his hand again.

He looked at the cigarette, then at her.

Qing Huan stood up straight from the bridge.

Rongge was stunned for a moment, then he looked again and said, "Yes."

Qing Huan pursed her lips and smiled. She looked at Rongge with some interest in her eyes. "There's no cigarette you want to buy here."

That's right. Although this place was not remote, there were no more sellers. If they were not here to buy cigarettes, then what were they here for?

Rongge put the cigarette box into his pocket and took the cigarette from his mouth. "What are you doing here?"

Qing Huan smiled and swept her gaze under the bridge. "I'm here to see the fish."

Rongge followed. "I'm here to see the fish too."

Qing Huan smiled and nodded. "Then you continue to look. I'm not going to look anymore."

After saying that, she turned around and wanted to go down the bridge.

Rongge chased after her a few steps. "Are you really not going to look?"

Qing Huan got off the bridge and turned into an alley without even looking back.

Rongge chased after her back onto the bridge, but he did not chase after her down the bridge. The harsh education over the years made it impossible for him to follow her without batting an eyelid even after being seen through. He could only watch her back disappear into the dark and damp rainy evening.

Wait. When she was no longer in the twilight, he lowered his head to look. He only saw a dried river with a bare bottom, not a fish. He did not even see a single aquatic plant. Only the washed river stones were spread all over the bottom. Apparently, it had been dried for a long time.

There was nothing Rongge didn't understand. She had lied to him, and he had also lost her.

Rongge looked at the alley she had disappeared into, then looked at the rugged and ugly bottom of the river. Finally, he took out the cigarette he hadn't put in and put it back in his mouth.

The second encounter didn't bring any progress to their relationship.

Rongge felt that he was looking forward to the progress of his relationship with Qing Huan. After all, every time he thought of her, he couldn't help but think a little more. Every time he saw her, he could not help but look at her a few more times. The scenes in his mind were filled with her bright and charming gestures. And those smiling eyes when he looked at her.

However, he knew that he couldn't stay in China for long. In two months at most, he would leave.

After the New Year was the New Year, but people in China preferred to call it New Year's Eve.

On New Year's Eve, there were very few people on the streets. The sellers and peddlers all packed up their stalls early to celebrate the New Year, but most of them did not even leave their stalls early. They just stayed at home to prepare for the New Year banquet.

Although Rongge had already passed his New Year and did not have any sense of belonging to Tianjin, looking at the busy festive mood on the streets, his mood also became lighter.

He walked alone on the streets of Tianjin, feeling the dry and cold wind in the winter. He smelled the fragrance of various dishes coming out of the courtyards of every household. The posture that was surrounded by smoke and fire was light. However, the roots that looked like dragons drilled out of his feet. He had never felt that he was alive in this world when he was deeply buried in this land.

He walked to the riverside in an extremely relaxed manner. Then, he picked up a clean piece of limestone and sat down. He pulled open his shirt and took out a cigarette box. He took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

He was not used to smoking, but he felt that the smell of tobacco was very fragrant. This attitude of holding a cigarette in his mouth was very impudent. Most importantly... Cigarettes always had a different kind of charm in his place. This kind of private intimacy and possession always made his heart yearn for it.

The sun on New Year's Eve was very warm. When the wind blew, the floating light on the surface of the river wrinkled like dancing golden flowers. Qing Huan suddenly appeared in a field of golden flowers that swayed so much that it made people squint.

She held a stalk of artemisia selengensis with both hands and slowly pushed the boat down from the bridge.

Today, she did not wear the smile she had on her face when they had met twice. Her expression was a little cold and the clothes she wore were not festive either. It looked like it was not the annual New Year's Eve.

Rongge could not help but stand up and look at her. He moved and Qing Huan also saw him. She held the boat close but did not stop nor greet him. It was as if she did not see this tall man at all.

"Long time no see. Are you alright?" Rongge shouted.

Qing Huan ignored him and only held the boat as it slowly sailed past him.

"Can I get on your boat? This is the first time I've seen a boat from China."

Qing Huan continued to ignore him.

Rongge saw that she was ignoring him. After thinking for a moment, he took a step forward. With a whoosh, he jumped onto her boat. The sudden increase in force and weight caused the boat to shake violently. Qing Huan's body swayed. She barely used the artemisia selengensis to support her weight and did not fall into the water.

She was furious. She looked back and spat at him. "What a coward!"