Black and white

  Lu Yiheng sat quietly in front of the office desk, on which two mobile phones were placed. One was black and still had the call end page displayed on its screen, which was still lit up with a faint glow. The other one was white, with a black screen, and looked very delicate, obviously a girl's phone.

  One black and one white, lined up in a row on the office desk, looking very matching.

  She is hiding from him.

  Lu Yiheng stared at the small white mobile phone, his eyes deep and unfathomable. Then he picked up the black mobile phone and made a call, which was quickly connected.

  "Qiyun, help me check if there is a person named Nie Zhiyan on the flight to Beijing this morning."

  The person on the other end asked him to wait a moment, Lu Yiheng tightened his grip on the phone and waited quietly.

  He soon got a reply telling him that there indeed was one, on the 9:30 flight this morning.

  "Does she have a return ticket?"

  "No, one way."

  "Alright, I know, thank you." He hung up the phone and sat for a while longer before getting up. Only then did he realize that his palms were already sweating. The current temperature wasn't even hot, and people had to wear two layers of clothing when going out. Yet, just from making a phone call, he was already sweating.

  He leaned back in his chair, tilted his head back and closed his eyes.

  A few minutes later, Lu Yiheng took out a cigarette from the drawer, lit one, and slowly inhaled. Then he dialed his secretary's phone number on the internal line.

  Beijing.

  This is NIE Zhiyan's second visit to this city, compared with City A, it is more crowded, busier, and more vibrant, whether day or night, it is always a thriving scene.

  The vehicles coming and going without a break, the busy office workers who are even running while walking, and the high-rise buildings that seem to pierce the clouds, all indicate that this is a bustling city.

  Nie Ziyu is a bit lazy by nature and doesn't like cities like Beijing where every minute counts, but she likes Beijing, where her university dreams were realized and more importantly, where he was nurtured.

  Because of one person, I fell in love with a city, this sentence is not unreasonable at all.

  A city is in the south, Beijing is much colder than A city. On the second day after Nie Zhiyan arrived in Beijing, he went to the publishing house with the editor-in-chief to discuss cooperation. The cooperation was much smoother than expected. In the morning of that day, both parties made some changes to the draft contract under unanimous agreement. After Editor-in-Chief Zhang carefully reviewed the contract and called the company back to address some minor issues, the signing was successful at 3 pm.

  Miss Zhang boarded a return flight to City A that night, while Nie Zhiyan stayed behind.

  Nie Zhiyan didn't sleep well that night, and was drowsy, having a dream about the classroom of Class 7, Grade 3 at Shu De High School. The teacher was writing homework questions on the blackboard with a brush, while they were copying and doing them. The whole classroom was filled with the sound of pens scratching against paper, rustling away.

  The scene changed, still in Class 3-7, the classroom was noisy, Lu Yiheng rushed in with a bread and two boxes of milk, panting, and put one box of milk in front of her, saying: "Drink quickly, I asked Auntie from the small sales department to heat it up."

  She touched it and it was hot. Oh, right, she remembered that she was on her period and couldn't drink cold things.

  Then she dreamed of seven years later, on that rainy day, he was in the car, kissing her, a kiss without rules, not gentle, as if venting.

  (And one more thing! Cough, what was it... Happy Singles' Day!)