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I raised my hand and pressed the nurse call button, at the same time I checked Guo Jia's pulse. The pulse was steady and deep, without any obvious signs of agitation. Xun Yu let out a sigh of relief. It seemed that this time the symptoms only looked serious, without affecting the root cause.
Guo Jia opened his mouth and asked hoarsely about Jia Xu. Perhaps Xun Yu didn't know, so he added, "It's that very pretty girl. I saw her by my side before I passed out."
Xun Yu poured a cup of warm water for Guo Jia and said, "She's waiting outside. Do you want me to call her in?" Guo Jia took a sip of the warm water and said, "No need. Tell her to go back and continue the competition."
Guo Jia paused, as if feeling that this tone was too harsh, and added, "I will go to see her final report."
Xun Yu looked at Guo Jia's pale face and sighed helplessly, saying, "Why do you have to provoke others?"
Guo Jia looked at the ceiling and said, "I didn't intend to, but things change, senior." Finally, Xun Yu pushed open the door and said something to Jia Xu at the door. In the end, Jia Xu left. Guo Jia knew Xun Yu's speaking skills and was not afraid of being blackened, so he simply fell asleep again.
Jia Xu took over all of Guo Jia's affairs because Guo Jia suddenly fell ill. Many people treated Guo Jia's team as a bunch of losers and couldn't help but mock them. During a meeting, someone brought this up, and Jia Xu said while revising the documents, "Instead of arguing with petty people, it's better to give them a resounding slap at the last moment."
Rough words, but a sound argument. As a result, those who were eager to fight back calmed down, and everyone focused all their energy on the final moments.
On the day of the report, the meeting hall was packed, the stage was set up, and the sound system was adjusted. This was Jia Xu's second time in this meeting hall, and in just a month, her mindset had completely changed. She remembered the day Guo Jia maneuvered through many tables and chairs just to hold her hand and say, "I want to choose you."
Thinking of Guo Jia, Jia Xu gently curved her lips. Since Guo Jia was hospitalized, they hadn't seen each other, but Guo Jia would send her many text messages, such as the hospital food being tasteless, the flowers on the balcony about to bloom, and an attached picture message. She would also say that after the competition, she would take her to the sea. Occasionally, when she felt better, she would even guide Jia Xu on her final speech.
Jia Xu believed that Guo Jia would definitely come. She believed in her promise, and standing below the stage, she felt no nervousness because she was there.
Guo Jia had lost a lot of weight, and the suit jacket draped over her was a size too big. She was still wearing the same white shirt as that day, with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows, and a small catheter needle tied to her thin arm. Her long hair was loose, and she waved to Jia Xu who was preparing to go on stage.
Everything went smoothly, without any mishaps, unclear speech, or stumbling. The speech maintained a steady rhythm throughout, and even the judges did not raise any difficult questions. The final gold prize undoubtedly went to Jia Xu.
When the awards were announced, everyone rushed over to tightly embrace Jia Xu. Through the crowd, Jia Xu saw Guo Jia standing on the side, her eyes glistening like a pool of clear water in the summer. This time, she pushed through everyone to reach Guo Jia.
The two slender girls embraced each other, and Guo Jia felt the dampness on her neck, but she didn't ask. Instead, she smiled and gently patted Jia Xu's back, saying, "I told you us Wenhe will go very, very far."
After the competition, life returned to normal at school. The routine of studying and working continued, monotonous and dull. However, Guo Jia had many hobbies and seemed to have many friends. Except for waiting for Jia Xu to finish work at the milk tea shop, Guo Jia was often elusive.
Today, Guo Jia didn't come to the shop, and Store manager sister noticed Jia Xu frequently glancing at the door with a smile, asking if he was going to look for Jia Jia. Jia Xu didn't refuse, instead asking if it was okay. It seemed that spending time with Guo Jia had given him more direct courage.
Store manager sister nodded slowly and said it was okay, reminding him to bring a cup of milk tea. She mentioned that according to Jia Jia's blog, she seemed to be at a car dealership in the outer city. She suggested that Jia Xu could try his luck there.
Jia Xu rode to the car shop, looked around uncertainly, and the yellow hair smoking at the door raised his chin and asked if he was there to fix a car. Jia Xu shook his head and said he was looking for someone, looking for Guo Jia.
yellow hair spat out the smoke in his mouth and shouted inside, "Jia Jia, someone's looking for you!" There was no response, but Jia Xu was still allowed to enter, and so Jia Xu saw a different Guo Jia than before.
Her long hair was tied up in a bun, wearing a loose white tank top and tapered work pants, holding a wrench and tinkering with a motorcycle. Her gloves were covered in oil, and in the stuffy room, sweat dripped from her cheeks onto the ground.
Jia Xu shouted loudly "Guo Jia" amidst the roaring sound of the engine. Guo Jia blinked, shaking off the sweat on her eyelashes, and then realized it was Wenhe. "You've come at the right time. I'll be done soon. Please have a seat for now," she said. Jia Xu followed Guo Jia's raised chin and saw a large tire lying flat. After a moment's thought, he followed behind Guo Jia and watched as she put the wrench back into the toolbox, took off her gloves, threw them aside, and then stood with her hands on her hips, listening for a while before fitting the final parts.
The milk tea was completely soaked in ice, Guo Jia held the cup and took a big sip, chewing on red beans and saying, "As expected, Wenhe is the best to me. As a reward, I'll take you for a ride!" Guo Jia straddled the newly tuned motorcycle, patted the back seat to signal Jia Xu to get on. Jia Xu hesitated for a moment but then got on the bike. Guo Jia whistled, twisted the throttle, and zoomed out. Because the start was too fast, they almost hit the tires piled up at the entrance of the car shop, barely brushing past them, which scared Jia Xu into holding Guo Jia's waist tightly.
Like the street racing gangs in Hong Kong and Taiwan films, Guo Jia drove through a series of alleys until he finally slowed down on the coastal road. Jia Xu let out a sigh and said, "If you drive recklessly again, I won't ride in your car." Guo Jia retorted, "Come on, it's just a couple of times. I've been careful the rest of the time!" Jia Xu pulled Guo Jia's ear and said, "You still have the nerve to say that!" Guo Jia begged for mercy and said, "Okay, okay, please look at the sea!"
sea breeze coming head-on, entangling the two people's hair together, Jia Xu lightly holding Guo Jia's waist, looking at the rolling waves of the sea, the ferry crossing the sea, she remembered the poem she had read.
① The sharp sea breeze, the salt on your face, the great sun in the abyss of the sunken ship, the lighthouse heading towards the sea, flames rising on the water, the sound of the river west of the capes is low and slow.
Saying goodbye to yesterday's heavy rain, enduring the pressure of the night, the terrifying destruction, the silent trees catching the waves, capes in the east, two people's summer converges.
Guo Jia suddenly slowed the car down and asked Jia Xu if he wanted to try riding a bike. While Jia Xu was still hesitating, Guo Jia had already gotten out of the car. The handlebars fell into Jia Xu's hands, as if still carrying the scent of Guo Jia. Guo Jia said, "This is the accelerator, and this is the brake. Try turning them."
Jia Xu twisted the throttle, and the car moved forward a little bit. Guo Jia encouraged her from the side, then Guo Jia walked faster and almost had to jog to keep up with Jia Xu. So she simply stopped and walked slowly, praising Jia Xu loudly until her figure became tiny. Just a little while later, Jia Xu turned around and rode back, patting the back seat and saying, "Get on, I'll take you for a ride."
So they rode around the Ring Road, from the bright sun to the blood-red sunset to the twinkling stars. The wind tangled their hair in different colors, and Guo Jia's hand wrapped around Jia Xu's waist, getting closer and closer.
① From the poetry collection of Xi Chuan: "Driving the Flock of Sheep into the Sea"
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