Ji Bingan×Dong Li
On New Year's Eve, it was snowing heavily. In a convenience store at a high-speed rail station in City A, a girl walked out with water in her hand after paying. When she opened the door, her cell phone rang. When she saw the call, her face seemed a little helpless and a little bit expected. Then she turned around, stood still, and answered the phone at the same time. I don't know what was said on the other side of the phone. The girl chuckled back. She adjusted her posture and turned her head. She froze in place and regained consciousness when the shouting on the phone gradually increased. Then she pulled out a playful smile on her lips and stared at a coffee diagonally opposite. She said to the phone, "Indeed... You are right, hang up." Then she hung up the phone and looked at the coffee shop with a playful look on her face, as if she was thinking about something...
On a snowy night, there were not many vehicles on the road, and it was New Year's Eve, so it was a smooth journey to the high-speed rail station in City A. After parking the car, the man did not get out of the car. He sat in the car and leaned against the window glass with his left hand to support his head. He grabbed the steering wheel with his right hand and tapped the side of the steering wheel with his index finger, again and again. His eyes were looking in the direction of the exit, but it was hard to tell what his expression was. About a minute or two later, he got out of the car. After getting off the bus, he closed the door and walked to the exit. Maybe he came early, or maybe he didn't meet anyone in time. He walked into a coffee shop as if nothing had happened, ordered a cup of mocha coffee, and sat on the seat by the window. There were not many customers in the shop, and the coffee was served very quickly. The man held the coffee with warm hands and looked at the exit. Then he took a sip of coffee and a message popped up on the phone on the table. He put down the coffee and picked up the phone to reply. After sending a few messages, he called to arrange things. His eyes looked at the shuttle bus information that was constantly switching on the big screen from time to time. He didn't know how long it had been before he got up and left the coffee shop. Looking at the big screen outside the store, I suddenly felt a little funny, and then a sarcastic wry smile appeared at the corner of my mouth. I didn't intend to stay. The moment I turned around to leave, I met someone's eyes. I was stunned for a moment, then turned my head as if I had been burned. When I left, I obviously accelerated my pace, a bit like running away. Looking at it, I thought it was funny...
Concept: See the essence by looking at the appearance