Chapter 11

Fisherman's Wharf is in the direction of the Golden Gate Bridge, and it takes more than an hour to drive there from Jingan's place. If you go west to the school, you need to take a 30-minute bus ride. Jingan has been taking the bus to and from school these days.

　　Shen Xihuai opened the door for Jing An, and the car quickly and smoothly drove on the road.

　　The music in the car is very light, this time not the Beatles, but a soothing piano song.

　　Jing An's mood was slightly smoothed, the afterglow saw the person next to him silently hit the steering wheel, shift gears, and then calmly stare at the traffic lights in the distance at the intersection.

　　Jing An's mind was lost again, but was soon dragged back by Shen Xihuai's voice.

　　"Why did you move out? It's quite far to school from here."

　　Jing An said honestly: "The rent is lower outside."

　　850 yuan, half of the original, which is more than "a little" for Jing An. She also sold the LondonPhone for $499 at a second-hand price.

　　Shen Xihuai's reaction was the same as her parents', "Living outside is still not as safe as living in a dormitory."

　　In fact, Jing An was robbed yesterday when she went to pick up her courier, which contained a pepper spray sent by Zheng Muxiao for Jing An to use for self-defense, but it fell into the hands of a homeless man before it could be put to use. The police officer who was patrolling the street was called by Jing An to get the spray back.

　　She also told Shen Xihuai, as she had explained to her parents, "It's okay over here, if you come back late at night, you can have someone from BearWalk take you home, and it's easy to call an Uber."

　　BearWalk is Berkeley's campus service, if students need it, a guard will come to accompany them and take them to a safe place for free.

　　Shen Xihuai asked, "What are their working hours?"

　　Jing An wasn't quite sure, "It seems to be all night."

　　"What about the phone? Have you saved it?"

　　Jing'an's speech was a stopper indicating the answer.

　　"Ask now, or send an email to the school."

　　There was no obvious emotion in his tone, but Jing An was inexplicably like being lectured, she took out her phone to send a message to her classmates, and listened to Shen Xihuai explain, "Some time ago Cheng Yan's car was smashed, it was near here."

　　Jing An moved a beat, "How come you didn't hear her say that?"

　　Shen Xihuai is still concentrating on the road, "She called me, I was not here at the time, let a friend accompany her to the police. There is monitoring in that vicinity, but the other party has no money, it is useless to find people."

　　Jing An is not unheard of similar events, but happened to an acquaintance, listened to more palpitations, and realized that Shen Xihuai asked her to immediately ask for contact information, because there is a previous experience.

　　When the phone number is saved, Jingan responded, "You did not stay for the summer internship?"

　　"No, how about Hollywood?"

　　Jing An was stunned, "I did not go, stay here."

　　Shen Xihuai tone is light, still the same sentence: "How is it?"

　　The project cycle of the film and television company is long, Jing An did not even do a complete project before the end of the internship, but the things learned in practice are obviously more grounded than theoretical knowledge.

　　"It was pretty good, but I went back home in August and didn't finish the project."

　　Shen Xihuai did not immediately answer, Jing An said smoothly: "I brought a lot of food from home, this one for you, you can try."

　　Shen Xihuai was silent and quickly looked at Jing An, "Thank you."

　　"It's okay, bothering you to run so far."

　　He did not respond to her courtesy.

　　There were no more words along the way.

　　When you get to the entrance of the bar, Jing An saw Cheng Yan standing by the roadside smoking, she obviously drank a bit on the head, came over and grabbed Jing An, smiling and asked, "Do you know why I had to call you out?"

　　Jing An did not understand, another still sober classmate explained instead: "Zheng Muxiao entrusted us, he is worried that you have no other activities besides studying every day."

　　Jing An was a little surprised, but immediately understood over, ear Cheng smoke laugh out loud: "Zheng Muxiao this person is also quite funny, himself is a nerd, but also worried about others."

　　Said and come closer, with only Jing An can hear the voice asked: "home is okay?"

　　Jing An made sure it was Zheng Muxiao who revealed it, and nodded gratefully at her, "Well, there's no problem for now."

　　Cheng Yan giggled, and suddenly sniffed close to Jing An's neck, "What smells so good?"

　　Jing An patted her face, "I see you have drunk a lot."

　　Cheng Yan persistently buried in her neck, "really good smell!" And look down in front of Jing An, suddenly a little annoyed, "Some people are really blessed."

　　Jing An did not explain to the drunkard, helped her to stand to the side.

　　Cheng Yan was quite drunk, but not completely unconscious, she yelled that she wanted to go see the seals, and made Shen Xihuai drive them there. After arriving at the place, they walked from the street to the end of the street, molested the musicians and painters performing on both sides of the road, and finally sat on a rock at the yacht club, next to the famous WaveOrgan, a building that uses the ebb and flow of the tide to make "symphonic music", and in the distance is the evil. Devil. Island and the glowing Golden Gate Bridge.

　　The sound of the waves was so loud that Cheng Yan's high-heeled sandals were thrown out and Jing An went to pick them up. The salty sea breeze blew her hair around, she was bending over, someone suddenly stopped her, jumped off the rock before she did, and when he straightened up, Jing An moved faster than she thought, and reached out towards him.

　　A few sea birds hovered overhead, not far from there were pigeons feeding, Shen Xihuai stood under the rock, his hair trembling slightly in the wind, behind him were the waves jumping and undulating, setting his whole person off in a dashing and elegant way, like a watercolor painting that I don't know how to describe.

　　Just now he did not say a word all the way, silent protection behind, only responsible for giving everyone the bill, Jing An could not help but think, such a proud son of the sky in the end what unspeakable matters of the heart?

　　She reached out because she wanted to pull him up, and as soon as such a thought took shape in her mind, Jing An realized she was a bit impulsive.

　　But she did not withdraw her hand.

　　She saw Shen Xihuai raise his eyes to look at her, a little light in his eyes, followed by Cheng Yan's shout mixed with the sea breeze came from behind.

　　"Eh - Shen Xihuai! What is going on with you and Su Jinwan? You just satisfy my gossip heart!"

　　Cheng Yan apparently sobered up a lot, but still through the drink and impulse to ask out, probably also because of the distance, if Shen Xihuai does not answer, but also to save the embarrassment of face to face.

　　Jing An saw Shen Xihuai frown, thin lips slightly pursed, vaguely revealing emotions.

　　She immediately squatted down, parallel to Shen Xihuai's line of sight, her hand still reaching out to him: "She is drunk, give me the shoes, you quickly come up."

　　Shen Xihuai did not immediately move, after a while before handing over the shoes.

　　On the way back, the quiet was frightening, Cheng Yan closed his eyes and slept, another person lowered his head to play with his phone, Shen Xihuai still drove in silence.

　　Jing An also did not speak, the phone in the bag a shock, click open is actually Cheng Yan sent a message in the group.

　　"Finished, Shen Xihuai is angry, I've never seen him really angry, I just can't help but gossip a little..."

　　There was no Shen Xihuai in this group.

　　Jing An glanced at the person on the left, and looked back at the phone.

　　"But the touch of the noble son to my shoes, it is considered a once-in-a-century encounter."

　　Another person said, "Sorry, smoky, but Shen Xihuai angry look is also handsome oh."

　　Jing An could not help but look at the person at the center of the conversation, his hair was a bit long, but not unkempt, but added a few artistic atmosphere.

　　The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers. The first thing you need to do is to take a look at the photos of the band's anniversary, and although they are coded, it is too obvious who she is next to."

　　Jing An shut his phone and looked sideways out the window at the rapidly passing street scene.

　　The next day Cheng Yan sent a message asking if she wanted to go over and share a room with her, Jing An refused with a joke: "It's not good to be a light bulb, right?"

　　Cheng Yan was living with her boyfriend.

　　A few days later, Jing An returned to her place at night and found an unread message from Shen Xihuai, who asked her if she was going to Los Angeles.

　　Next Friday, the Silver Lake Conservatory of Music will hold its annual charity gala, with a band called Red Hot Chili Peppers, who Jingan had heard for some time, and had a bassist who liked to be completely naked when they opened the show.

　　Before asking Jingan, Shen Xihuai first mentioned it in the group, but everyone else said they were unavailable, leaving Jingan unanswered.

　　It takes six or seven hours to drive from Berkeley to Los Angeles, and it's difficult to get there and back on the same day. Jingan actually wanted to go, after all, the Red Hot Chili Peppers scene is not something you can watch if you want to, but she had to go to Napa with her classmates the next day to do research, and traveling alone with Shen Xihuai was bound to be awkward, so Jingan had no reason to respond.

　　"How about you ask your classmates at UCLA?"

　　Shen Xihuai returned a word: "OK."

　　Jing An felt strange, usually Shen Xihuai responded to all the calls, but this time it was so unlucky that no one could spare the time.

　　It was not until a week later that Jing An learned the answer.

　　That day she studied late at the library and just took an Uber to her place, Zheng Muxiao sent her the usual message to confirm whether she arrived home safely, and the two of them chatted about their studies and shared their new experiences as usual. After a while Jing An was ready to take a shower when her phone vibrated several times in a row.

　　It was Cheng Yan: "I told you so! Su Jinwan is definitely here to see Shen Xihuai!"

　　Another person returned: "This photo is so obscure, but as a person in the know, you can see it at a glance. Fortunately, we know in advance that Su Jinwan is coming, otherwise a group of shiny light bulbs to follow the blind hilarity."

　　Another person directly cut the dynamic posted by Su Jinwan on Touching, the photo is the bassist of Red Hot Chili Peppers, a line with the text: today's Flea did not take off his pants.

　　If Shen Xihuai's fingers were not too red, Jing An would not quite notice the hand in the lower right corner that was shot in unintentionally or intentionally.

　　The conversation in the group continued.

　　"The news said that it was Shen Xihuai's family who couldn't accept her to do large scale scenes?"

　　"Not so much. ... Although Shen Xihuai has been denying, but even if it is true, he is not this kind of petty people, engaged in the band is not also engaged in the arts, should be able to understand, people are taking the queen of the film eh, we have a few domestic ah."

　　"Not him, the news is to say that his family, after all, is touching!"

　　"I mean no offense, but actors married into the rich family is everywhere, okay? And although Su Jinwan's family is not as good as Touch, but it's not bad, she is also so powerful."

　　"The world of luxury does not know much, but to be honest, although we used to be in the same class, now we can also play together, and so on a few years, Shen Xihuai took over his family's company, it is not someone we can just see."

　　"Shen Xihuai will not."

　　"I can't help it, he wants to see it, but he doesn't have time."

　　"So is Su Jinwan. What does her family do? Logistics? Medical?"

　　"Seems to have both, in any case not bad. I've seen her brother before, so handsome!"

　　"We are also not short of money, but in the end, not the same world of people."

　　"People's things we do not understand, but these two look really good together, although the same class for so long, every time you look at Su Jinwan still feel good temperament."

Jing An turned off her phone and toork her clothes to take a shower.