In the evening, Cen Ning returned to the small building.

Before eating together, Yan Guofeng was basically talking about her and her words and deeds. Wei Pinfang rarely spoke from beginning to end. At this moment, returning to the place where there were only two people, Cen Ning suddenly felt that it was necessary to confess to Wei Pinfang.

Wei Pinfang was boiling water in the kitchen when Cen Ning came out of her room. Her health was getting worse recently, and she looked a little haggard.

"mom."

Wei Pinfang turned around and said, "What are you going to take."

Cen Ning shook her head: "No...I, I want to talk about me and Brother Xingzhi."

"When were you together?"

"A few days ago, not too long ago."

"He likes you very much?"

Cen Ning lowered her eyes. She had never talked about these personal matters with Wei Pinfang, so she was a little embarrassed, "He treats me very well."

"It worked well," Wei Pinfang didn't show much expression, "You are with him, so you don't have to worry about it anymore."

Cenning paused: "Mom, I'm with him because I really like it, but what I told you before is also serious. I will be independent, and I will support you on my own in the future. I and him It's okay to be together, but I didn't even think about attaching to him..."

Wei Pinfang coughed uncomfortably, and then said after a long time: "Don't ask for hardship."

"It's not bitter, nor does it feel bitter." Cen Ning smiled dryly, "By the way, I know many teachers in that photography place now, and my work will be exhibited at the photo exhibition at the end of this month. , There will be many people watching Yin Li’s exhibition——"

"If there is nothing wrong, go back to the room to sleep, it's not early." Wei Pinfang frowned and walked to his room while coughing.

Cen Ning smiled bitterly, and sure enough, she still didn't like photography.

"Are you okay, do you want to take some medicine?"

Wei Pinfang waved his hand and went back without saying a word.

Late at night, Cen Ning was lying on the bed, thinking of Wei Pinfang, feeling aggrieved.

In her heart, is she considered a dear relative... If so, is there such a mother in this world?

Hum——

The phone shook suddenly, and Cen Ning returned to his senses and slid off the screen to take a look.

Words and deeds: [Let you come to my room at night, it seems that you are a breeze in your ears]

Cen Ning bounced off the bed: [What's the matter...]

[What do you say]

Cen Ning: "..."

[I'm going to sleep! I dont go! 】

Cen Ning's heart beat like a drum, and after sending it, she lay on the bed and pretended to be dead, but after a while, the phone rang.

Cen Ning was full of entanglement, but he didn't dare not answer the phone.

The ringtone continued, and Cen Ning pressed the answer: "Hey, brother Xing..."

"Too scared to answer the phone."

"No, I went to the toilet just now."

"I just teased you."

"what?"

"Come to your room window."

Cen Ning was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly got off the bed. She hurriedly opened the curtains and looked down, only to see a person standing there.

The small building is only two floors high, so even though it is night, Cen Ning still clearly sees the words and deeds carelessly leaning on one side.

"Come down." His voice came from the receiver, cold and cold, but she just felt unusually warm.

"immediately."

Cen Ning hung up the phone, she quickly changed her clothes, and sneaked out the door.

The night is quiet, the moon sets and the stars are deep. Cen Ning took advantage of the heavy night to walk before her words and deeds. Her eyes were surprisingly bright: "It's so late, what are you doing."

She didn't know what she was doing, she just couldn't fall asleep and went out for a walk. She walked here unknowingly, and then saw the light still on in her window...

"Seeing that you haven't turned off the lights, try to see if you are sleeping."

Cen Ning tilted his head: "But why did you come here in the middle of the night?"

The words and deeds put his hands around his chest and chuckled lightly: "Maybe I miss you, a little girl."

Cen Ning stayed for a while. Suddenly, those negative emotions suppressed at night seemed to be burnt clean by his words. The moment before, because of Wei Pinfang's sadness, but at this moment, because of this person, his whole heart was completely destroyed. Cured.

"elder brother……"

"Ok?"

"Can I hug you here."

The eyes of words and deeds tightened, and the hands around the chest were slowly lowered, "You..."

"Secretly hug." Cen Ning threw herself into his arms before he finished speaking. She held his waist tightly, buried her face on his chest, contented and heartbroken.

He opened his mouth in words and deeds, but said nothing. After a while, he put his right hand on her shoulder to let her get closer to herself, "What's the matter?"

Cen Ning shook his head: "Nothing."

"unhappy?"

"I wasn't happy at first, but I am very happy now." Cen Ning said, as if suddenly remembering something, "You said, we will always be this good."

The words and deeds caught the smile: "Child problem."

"Then you won't leave me?"

The words and deeds felt that this was the little girl's coquettishness towards love, but when she lowered her eyes and saw the terribly serious face of the person in her arms, she suddenly felt that this was a very important issue for her.

Not only about love, but also about trust, companionship...

The words and deeds slightly constricted his eyes: "Cen Ning, I will not leave you behind."

Not in this life.

Eternal Camera Club, Cen Ning’s works were selected by Yin Li, so she will also be one of the members preparing for the film festival.

She has been very busy during this time, but she is full of fulfillment while busy.

"Cen Ning, you are responsible for the reception of important people in the film festival that will be attending on the morning of June 3rd. Has Dabei give you their information?" Yin Li asked in the office area.

Cen Ning nodded: "Don't worry, Teacher Yin, I remember it very well."

"Already remembered?"

"These VIPs are all big shots in the photography industry, and they have actually heard about it before."

"Yeah, good." Yin Li looked at Cen Ning very comforted. He has seen Cen Ning's performance during this period of time. He is young, but he is very cautious and responsible, and it is easy to make people believe her.

"I heard from Dabei that you are a major in English."

"right."

"Then the English communication is all right."

Cen Ning said honestly: "Basic communication is fine, but if there are too many professional vocabulary..."

"Haha, I can't. Basic communication is fine," Yin Li said. "You are an English major, but photography is your strong point. Have you learned it since you were young?"

Cen Ning was embarrassed and said, "That's not true. It's just that I was influenced by my father when I was young, so I really loved photography."

Yin Li was surprised: "Your father is also a photographer? I wonder if your father is..."

"Ah, my father is actually a little photographer, and... years ago in Tibet, he passed away."

Yin Li was taken aback for a moment: "Tibet?"

"Well, accident."

Yin Li: "What is your father's name?"

Cen Ning looked at Yin Li's somewhat weird expression, and slowly said, "Cen Rui..."

"Cen, Rui..."

"Teacher Yin, Teacher Yin?"

Yin Li seemed to recover suddenly: "Huh?"

Cen Ning wondered: "What's wrong with you? You... don't know my father, do you?"

Yin Li raised his eyebrows, laughed loudly, and looked the same again: "No, I just feel familiar. Maybe your father was very good before. I've heard of it."

"Teacher, you laughed."

"Well, you are busy with you, I have something to do, let's go first."

"Well, you go slowly."

The film exhibition started on the weekend ten days later. Time was tight. Cen Ning, Dabei and others were very serious about arranging the affairs of the film festival. They were all at ten o'clock in the evening after they came out of the Eternal Camera Club.

Cen Ning calculated the time on the road, knowing that it would be too late to go back to school, so she directly took a taxi and went back to the apartment.

On the way, Cen Ning called words and deeds, but the phone was turned off.

After returning to the apartment, Cen Ning found that the apartment was also empty.

Did he go back to Yan's home today?

Cen Ning turned on the light and sat down on the sofa.

I wanted to send a message to Aunt Chen, but suddenly saw a note on the coffee table pressed by the glass. Cen Ning stretched out his hand to take it out, and saw it read: Emergency, return date is uncertain, take care of yourself.

gone?

Cen Ning's mind went blank for a moment, and suddenly realized that the wound he had suffered from words and deeds had healed a long time ago, and he must go to the place where he was needed and do what he should do.

But is it still as dangerous as before?

I haven't been so worried before. didn't know what kind of situation it was until experienced it with him. What if he had another accident like the last time?

Cen Ning looked at the words on the note, suddenly fidgeting.

Although the words on the note were clear, it was obviously anxious, probably because he was originally at home, but he was called away suddenly, and he didn't even have time to see her.

In the next few days, Cen Ning went to school as usual to prepare for the film festival, but compared to her calm and calm before, she was obviously a little more restless and impatient.

Sometimes she comforted herself that people like her words and deeds would never do anything. The last time she was in Tibet was an accident. But comforting, she began to worry again, what if such an accident happened...

"Eh? Ningning!" Zhang Ziyi patted the back of her hand, "I want to ask you something, tomorrow Song Ci and I will arrive at two o'clock, are you there?"

Cen Ning returned to her senses: "Huh? Of course it is, I will be there all day."

"That's fine, tut, it's different," Zhang Ziyi slammed into Song Ci, "our cute Cen Ning is about to become a well-known photographer."

Song Ci took a sip of coffee: "Yes, it's still Yin Li's film exhibition."

Cen Ning: "Once you are done, don't tease me. I still know how many taels of my catty."

"We are telling the truth, eh, would you like to take more pictures for me and Song Ci? What if your future photos are worth a lot of money?"

Cen Ning glanced at her: "Then I can't take pictures anymore, so I don't need to lower the quality of my photos."

"Eh eh? How do you say it, I just lowered the quality in your photos." Zhang Ziyi said in surprise, "Song Ci, have you seen it? Our always well-behaved Cen Ning even said this to me, it is really long. It's big!"

Song Ci smiled: "Okay, what people said is correct."

Zhang Ziyi: "???"

The two began to run each other one sentence at a time. Cen Ning watched the two make a fuss, seemingly relaxed and casual, but in fact he remembered the other person in his heart.

He said last time when he was still at home that he would definitely come to her first film festival.

However, he may not be able to do it.